Sex Blog Roundup: Meet The Fuckers

November 2, 2007
JONNO

Remember when you first realized your parents had sex? Now imagine they not only did the dirty, but they also wrote about everything they did for all the world to read. That's the case for the perverted parents in today's roundup of some our favorite recent posts from the sex blog scene. Stay up late to find Mom invting pre-dawn assignations, or tiptoe to the garage to find Dad pimping his bike with a new trick. And don't ask about the passenger seat in the family car.

Put the kids to bed and join Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Late for Work Again and Loving It0

While she was showering, I stroked my cock and thought about her sisters. I had this half-asleep daydream about loving all four of them (TW included) and being able to basically have sex with them whenever they needed it. It wasn't just being fuck buddies with them, there was a much deeper emotional bond as well. (Yeah, I know, there goes that hero complex again. "Save me Mr. M-D, SAVE me!")
When TW came back to bed, she reached over, felt my hard cock and asked, "Who are you thinking about? My sisters again?"

- Over Forty Married Sex

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Cyber or Real?

He told me that his life had become just so boring in the sex department and he needed to give it a jolt start. I told him I could do that--and he had no idea how close to reality my plans were to do that--but that where we could go from here wasn't going to be for the fainthearted. He swallowed hard and asked me if I was going to show him my basement. I told him, no, not this time--and his body seemed to deflate as if he'd worked himself up for nothing. But I went on to say that I thought he might like to see my garage instead tonight. Asked him if doing it tied up and on my Harley appealed to him, and I felt his thigh tremble under my hand.

- Diary of a Gay Dad

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Cool as a Cucumber

I tried climaxing with Madam Palm and her five daughters, but I was getting nowhere fast. In desperation, I opened the fridge and took out a cucumber. It wasn't one of those big cucumbers either, it was one of those small ones, about the length of my palm, but with the girth of a dill pickle. And it was cold, even after I warmed it up with my hand. Any port in a storm, I thought, going at it. It just about did the trick.

- Mommy Has A Headache

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Command

We were driving down the interstate. It was dark and cool. The sunroof was open. The windows rolled down. As he drove, he reached his long arms over the console, pushed my shorts aside and slid a finger into my cunt. He told me to rub my clit. He wanted to hear and feel me cum.
Gradually, he became frustrated as my shorts constantly got in the way. I was not able to cum.
"Take 'em off," he said firmly.
"Wa? Here? I . . . " My voice trailed off.

- Pick Up The Pieces

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The Lazy Guy

"So," he said after we'd been standing around the kitchen for about 15 minutes or so. "Whadya want to do now?"
I'm sure he knew the answer and was just teasing me.
"Now," I said. "I want you to kiss me."
He pulled me into him and we kissed so that my head started to feel cloudy. 'You know,' I said. 'I think you're very sexy.'
He put his hand down my shirt, reaching inside my black bra and squeezed my nipple hard. I felt his hard-on under his jeans. We kissed again, his tongue moving around my mouth, the coarse hair from his face rubbing against my skin.

- Suzanne Portnoy

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Early Morning Visit, Part I

His eyes are warm, though he doesn't smile. His face is serious and stern, a look I love and fear at the same time. I'm more nervous seeing him this time than I'm comfortable letting him know, so I smile, hug his warm, sweatshirt clad chest to mine and kiss him. And melt. It feels the same despite his long absence. I'm not sure I'm glad. I'm not sure I'm hoping it would be as good, feel this right to hold him again.

- Urban Gypsy

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Thumbnail via Diary Of A MILF (TGP/preview gallery @ bangbros1.com, via Ask Jolene)

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