It used to be that the sex blogging world was mostly made up of women who delighted in detailing their naughty exploits to the rest of the world as much as we delighted in reading them. But nature always seeks balance, and happy to see that the number of sex bloggers who also happen to be men is rising--just as much as their well-documented trouser tents. Today's roundup of some of our favorite moments from the sex blog scene features some of the sexiest boy bloggers we know; boys whose writing makes everyone want to hop in their cars and ride along with them.
Fasten your seatbelts and sit on Madeline Glass' lap after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup by Madeline Glass
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"You heard me. Take off your dress." She turns towards him, swallowing hard as she reaches behind herself. There's a crackle as she draws the zip down the back of her tight, black dress. He recalls the conversations in which she confessed that she sometimes likes to dress provocatively for the office, how she takes pleasure in the effect she has upon her male clients. The tight cotton adheres to her curves, displays a wanton amount of taut thigh and delectable cleavage. His cock stirs, thickens, lengthens.
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A warmth started to build and then exploded inside me, washing over me. My hips responding, bucking widely. My body involuntarily responding to the incredible sensations the thickness was giving to me. A warmth exploding out across my body. A steady and regular pulse center from that spot the thickness was hitting. My cock was screaming. It needed release, but I could barely keep myself up. My cock begging to release the flow of energy rushing throughout my body. The waves building and now refocusing towards my cock.
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You gasp as you feel my cock skidding teasingly against your wet cunt, rubbing myself against you, and you slide your fingers through her hair, kissing her a little more greedily, your tongue slipping into her mouth as her fingers continue to caress your clit, stroking, circling, rubbing. It's all getting too much - you need to be fucked.
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I can't help it, though. I've kissed her on the cheek, and I want more. Before I know it, I'm kissing her fully on the mouth, and my hands are winding their way behind her back. She stands up from her chair, and we're in a clinch, bodies pressed together as our hearts speed up, and I feel my pulse quicken...
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I withdrew from her mouth and started tapping it on her cheeks. She closed her eyes, parted her lips, and snaked the tip of her tongue across them to taste me when I grazed her there. "You like the scent of my wet cock all over your face, don't you?" Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
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…this morning, stepping into the shower, I ran my fingers across the purplish patch, and could suddenly taste sweat and the salty musk of Abigail's pussy.
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See also: Sugasm #143: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)
Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive