Newseater - Adult Edition

…Has that pun been done to death?

Whatever, ’tis the season, we know you’re not a ho (ho ho), Merry Christmas, Happy Festivus, Rock on, Kwan(za) and all that. You’re stuck with family? Eating dinner in a Chinese restaurant with free wifi? Perfectly content watching the lights twinkle and shine? Have a gift of dirty stories! It’s the best sort of gift: Small, portable and easily erased from your History tab, lest any curious in-laws decide they’d “like to play Solitaire on your laptop.”

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Pantyless in Church

I hope that one day ill be fortunate enough to watch you getting fucked by another man while my cock is in your mouth. That would make me so happy. I hope you don’t think I’m weird but its what I enjoy. I enjoy watching my beautiful little slut with another man’s cock enjoying her tight, wet fuckhole.

—Archetype of the Temptress

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Femme Fatale

I crossed my arms and grabbed my handy dandy alarm clock from the shelf above my bed. I played with stroking the base of his penis as I contemplated the second hand on the clock. I gave him a few seconds of cock-sucking reward, for learning his lesson, then pulled back and tapped at the clock. “Okay, you have sixty seconds to get hard. And if you’re not at the end of that sixty seconds…well. I wouldn’t want to find out, if I were you. Oh and, you can take your hand off your head…time starts now.”

—You Fucked the Suburbs Out of Me

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the countdown

I am going to fantasize about the last time you fucked me. How your cock filled me up, how when you stood up your cock pointed toward the heavens and my lips just melted around your beam like it was it meant to be. All that saliva and spit, flowing out of my mouth dripping on to the floor between us, as I devoured every inch. You taste so good. Looking up at your cock, glossed in my spit, and dripping in your own pre-fluid, making my head spin and cunt thump.

—Library Vixen

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Wicked Wednesday: Special Guest Post

Your jeans are on the floor. Through the lace panties you are still wearing I can see you are open, waiting; the lace, your cunt, are wet with your longing and I rub my cheek into your desire before I pull the barrier away. I am gazing into your openness. The breath rises in me as I try to maintain my concentration, try not to hurry. I place my mouth into you, nearly inhaling you, and trace your clit with my tongue…a wanting moan escapes you. I raise up and reach under the couch for the box we have hidden there and hand it to you. My new cock is waiting there.

—Scintellectually Yours

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Notes From the Cabin II

He tied me facedown spreadeagle to the bed using the under-the-bed restraints we borrowed from Ziztur (thanks Ziztur!). He left me that way for a few minutes, then came back in, leaned down and murmured in his low, deep voice, “I’m going to fuck you like no other.” And commenced to use the arsenal of toys lined up next to the bed on me. I got flogged, ripped, spanked, eaten from behind, vibed, penetrated. He fucked my ass, then came around to mouth and came in it while spitting on me. Oh joy - Ass to Mouth. Tasted sweet from the lube.

—The Beautiful Kind

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My First Blowjob

John’s idea of “saying goodnight” was to lure me into his backseat for a few kisses. Or so he said. Have I mentioned how inexperienced I was yet at this age? Ha! Pretty soon, he whipped out his cock and I hadn’t a damn clue what to do with it other than put my hand on it. Very quickly, his hand on the back of my head increased the pressure of pushing me down to his lap until he had to outright tell me what he wanted because I just wasn’t getting the hint.

—This Could Be Dangerous

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· Thumbnail Star: Brittney Skye, courtesy of PornstarKey (www.pornstarkey.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by Madeline Glass

This week Madeline’s feeling randy. Must be the change in the weather.

As summer comes to an end, we’re waxing nostalgic for the triple-digit Dog Days—when a hose or sprinkler is your best bet to beat the heat. Hey, speaking of beating your meat, here are some wet selections from this week’s sex blogosphere—squirters to be exact—that will leave you with a taste for corn on the cob, barbecues and popsicles. Dipped in pussy.

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What’s On My Mind

Your fist in me deep. Hard. The look on your face when you’re between my legs, that awe and desperate look I know I get too. Sweating. My hand on my clit, hard, rubbing hard, getting close until I grab you by the hair and push your mouth down on it, yeah, like that, suck it, don’t slow down, fuck me, until I’m hard and bursting in your mouth and I lift you by the hair again, take my clit in my fingers again to come, hard, around your fist. I wish I could squirt as easily as you do, I would, I would come in your mouth and watch you swallow it.

—Sugarbutch Chronicles

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intent

I arrive carrying coffee in cardboard cups, my fingers protected from the heat by crinkly paper wrappers, sachets of sugar tucked beneath my thumb.

He greets me affectionately. We exchange smiles and chaste kisses, admire the view.

It is not until i turn around to put down the paper bag containing our lunch that, there on the table, neatly aligned with a sachet of translucent lubricant, i notice the bulbous metal object. It is polished to a bright sheen, the preposterous girth reflecting the sunlight behind me in fractured curves.

—Carnalis

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ritual

“I have just finished spending about a half an hour carefully ironing my skirt, shirt and ties for tonight. It felt ritualistic, this preparing for my Man, preparing for an initiation into a new world.

“I am very nervous, very excited, very turned on! I am thinking out the day ahead: I’m treating myself to a spa day, getting my hair cut, shopping for new make-up since it has been forever since I’ve had a reason to do a “full-face.” I will wax my legs … and groom other more intimate places … a day of pampering and ritual.”

—The Urban Rogue

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Sweet Angelina

She bent over a bit and put her hands on her knees. I gave her taut ass a firm smack. I wasn’t taking a chance-I already knew what she liked. She was a total slut for rough spanking. I gave her another firm smack on the left side. She took about a half dozen firm open hand swats to both cheeks without a whimper. Then a few more before I slid my finger between her legs. She was nice and wet. Hot and slick.

—Crack The Whip

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Step into my parlour

She smiled at me over her shoulder, and continued to clean the desk. A pile of smudged paper collected at her feet while she explained how she would convert this dump into a proper office.

Meanwhile I fondled her bum and thought how I’d convert this heap into a fuck palace.

“Will your office be nice and private? With a cushy, firm sofa? Perhaps a chair I can bend you over?”

—MonMouth

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Needing You to Make me Cum

My body melts into the bed at your first touch. Slowly licking and kissing the outside of my cunt, your hands take turns caressing the soft skin of my thighs. The warmth of your body, the closeness of your mouth, the sheer torture of need makes me tremble beneath you. Your tongue snakes out and licks at my wetness. I can’t help but groan. Your hands slide under my ass and pull me up to your mouth, drinking from me like a vessel. Your tongue begins to dart in and out of my slick cunt, fucking me with it.

—Dirty Little Mind

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· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by Madeline Glass

Life goes better with lube. Slick it and stick it with AlwaysArousedGirl just after the break.

Friction’s great but too much friction does nothing but burn. This is true for car engines, washing machines and bike chains, but nowhere is it more crucial than when the naughty parts are involved. Water-based, oil, silicone or even Crisco—make your choice for slicking up your bits then slide them together with this week’s best of slippery sex-blogging stories.

Go on. Get that stick of butter. We’ll wait.

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As good as it gets?

I was blushing again. I’d been well and truly rumbled by Chelsea. Again embarrassment was replaced by pure excitement as Chelsea pushed the vibe up between her legs lifting her skirt. Her black thong was dripping and the damp material hung to her pussy. The vibe pressed against it and I could see Chelsea’s juices squeezing out of her pussy.

“You see Robin… your not the only one that’s had a horny week!” Chelsea threw her hair back and pulled the material of her panties to one side sliding the tip of the vibe into her pussy. All I could do was watch with my mouth open. The vibe slid deeper and deeper into Chelsea’s pussy squeezing more of her sex from her pussy. She opened her legs further and laid back on my bed. I knelt down and crawled up between her legs taking the vibe from her as she let out a little moan.

—The life of a little sex addict…

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Designated Cock

He pushes me onto my back, bending my legs back, folding me in half as the head of his cock rubs across my wet slit, before moving further back. He pushes into me, rough,sure, and unyielding in my ass as she lubes up, ready to mirror his moments behind him. I can feel the power of her thrust into him, her cock pushing into him pushing him deeper into me. Their combined weight upon me, driving me into the mattress – it feels like I’m being doubly fucked by both of them. It’s twice the raw power, twice the violence, twice the lust. She fucks him furiously, working her cock into him without mercy, like he’s just a thing to her, a receptacle for her cock, a place to spill her seed and little more.

—Sex. Shoes.

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In the Dungeon with dangerous: notes from Dark Odyssey Summer Camp

And dangerous turns to him and her intense desire acts freely. Dangerous poises over his face and when he sniffs her, she lowers her cunt onto his eager mouth. He is licking her cunt, sucking her clit. She cums, her squirt running down his face, forming a puddle on the cloth. She is sucking him and nibbling on him and she finds a condom and suddenly is riding him. His cock deep inside her, and dangerous cums again.

—once upon dangerous

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mouth

Or do you want to stroke it over me, slapping the head against my tongue, my cheeks, my face… while I tell you to fuck yourself harder, faster… how much I want you to make that big cock cum for me… oh, god baby I want you to cum for me, I want you to shoot your hot creamy load all over my face, all over my cum-starved tongue. I need to taste you.

—Archetype of The Temptress

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The Slut Chronicles Episode #1

With little warning, his fingers were roughly probing the flesh between her legs. They were quickly slick and wet and two were sliding inside her, forcing her open with little mercy.

He fucked her with his thick, rough fingers and her head fell back as she let loose an open mouthed moan. She thrust her hips wantonly and her own hands began to search for his zipper.

She knew his cock would be hard and throbbing and thick in her hands. She wanted it in her mouth as soon as her fingers slid inside his pants and brushed over the rigid tip, smearing precum down the shaft.

—LicentiouslyYours.com

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Appreciation

“Wait, that photo of the glove. Is that you?”

“Yes, that’s me.” I beamed at him.

He shook his head and continued to scroll down the screen. Suddenly, he got out of his seat.

“Can I borrow this?” He wanted the iPhone.

“Sure,” Brian replied with slight confusion.

Without hesitation, Mark made his way to the bathroom. I looked at Brian in disbelief.

“Is he? I mean, he’s in there reading and spanking the monkey?”

— Naughty Secretary

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· Thumbnail star: Chavon Taylor (freepornofreeporn.com, via Ask Jolene)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by AlwaysArousedGirl

. . . Is it ever too early?

Whether you’re a college or pro football fan (or both—it’s ok to swing both ways!), now is the season of jerseys, plasma TVs, watch parties and our favorite game day activity, tailgating. (See what we did there?)

This week, for your reading pleasure, Madeline’s drummed up some of the hottest playmakers in the league. From voyeuristic ladies to bossy escorts to girls who simply know exactly what they want, our roster is full of talent. Now, grab a bag of chips and some lube; you can’t show up to a tailgate empty-handed.

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Not Dead

… I noticed his jeans getting tighter. . . Soon, his jeans were unzipped and his delicious cock was down my throat. Yum. We hadn’t been able to play in what felt like forever, and add to that the rush of doing something we weren’t supposed to be doing. Double yum. I sucked him dry in like, five minutes.

—Between My Sheets

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I Just Want to Watch

I arrived early and put my seat back a little to read my book. It appeared as though I was waiting on someone, it was nothing to cause a second glance. A half hour later, as dusk was settling in, I noticed a lamp being turned on in the previously dark room. I quickly put my book down, put my glasses on and sat up in anticipation of the show.

—This Could Be Dangerous

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cumming all over you…

…it doesn’t matter to me whether your breasts are large or small, I just want that feeling, that image of my cock intensely erect, skidding wetly back and forth between your breasts, rubbing against you. Each time I thrust forward, the head of my cock slides up towards your lips, and your tongue snakes out each time, licking at the head of my pulsing cock, tasting me, sending my arousal through the roof…

—Dirtyboy’s Dirty Thoughts

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Not Enough #12

Amalia looked up at me, the grin starting to become a sneer. “Why don’t you go to the bedroom and bring back the vibrator? It’s time for someone else to cum.” And I stood there dumbfounded yet again, because she didn’t own a vibrator. “Didn’t know she had one, did you? Tell him where you hide the Wand.”

—Swordfish Suite

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Savannah 2:4 - Getting Fucked By Bryant

“Move back to me, toward the end of the bed.”

Gwen crawled back until she felt Bryant’s hand rest upon her ass cheek. It slid over her ass, feeling the soft flesh beneath his fingertips. She heard him suck in his breath as his other hand slid slowly up her back. His fingers wandered over her skin, taking in every inch of her. Heat emanated from his trailing touch causing Gwen to shiver slightly. A soft moan escaped her lips when he reached her breasts.

—Dirty Little Mind

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He Knows

“I want you to make me cum until I beg you to stop. I want it to hurt but feel so good I don’t want to stop you if I could.” Here I pause. “I want to give up control of my body to you.”

“Got it.” he says and then tells me he will see me in 30 minutes.

45 minutes later I am on my back on the bed, naked and blindfolded.

—Ambient Storm’s Provocative Persiflage

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· Thumbnail Star: Kelly Madison (www.kellymadison.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by Madeline Glass

Before the leaves start falling let’s fall into bed with this week’s roundup of some of the best in the sex-blogging scene. Join AlwaysArousedGirl just after the cut. We’ll bring the cider.

The start of Autumn prompts thoughts of pumpkin carving, hay-rack rides and chilly evenings around the campfire. The bloggers in this week’s selection of top sex blog moments don’t have time to linger; they’re off to more salacious enjoyments. In a choice between cocksucking and candy corn, they’d always choose the former.

Just between the two of us? We’d do the same.

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The Proper Care and Feeding of a Wife

“Now this is going to take awhile, so don’t get impatient!” He methodically fucked my mouth and throat with a pace that made me insane. He knew that when I sucked cock, I liked to be in control, to be proud of my skills. Here, however, I was just a hole, a piece of meat that his cock was in.

I choked and gasped for air. He pulled out, and then got right back to fucking my throat. Because I knew he could not see, I reached my hands around his ass and began playing with my wet pussy. It had that clean cunt smell that comes from being so aroused that your pussy is just a mess of slickness and hair. This happens whenever his cock is in my mouth, or honestly, whenever any cock has been in my mouth. It’s like I am broken, or different, wired to get off on sucking cock.

—Minivan Libertine

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Slave Salad

i was all a-tremble, the dinner party a forgotten nuisance when he spoke again, “clean your fingers like you clean my cock.” i slid my fingers out of my pussy and put them in my mouth, sucking them clean and moaning as i imagined sucking my cum off of him.

“Do you like that little one?” he asked, and i mumbled a “yeth thir” around the fingers in my mouth. “Good girl. You do taste good. So good in fact that I think we should share. Take the cucumber and slide it deep inside your pussy.” i took the large, cold cucumber from the floor beside me did as he ordered. My pussy clenched around it convulsively, still wanting to fuck, but he had other plans.

—Slave Salad «

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today

I knew I was willing to let him come, but I wondered if he would feel disappointed. I’m usually willing to let him be denied if that’s what he wants (which is partly why I find it irresistible when he begs me not to let him come, even if I’ve forced him to do it). So I said, “Beg me…either to let you come or not. Your choice.”

And he begged me to let him come.

—Devastating Yet Inconsequential

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Love Reign O’er Me

He’s undressed, as am I, and we are going at it….sticky, sweaty and sexy as hell….he is deep inside of me, thrusting with force…fanfuckingtastic. I cum before he does, and I am hoping he can sustain…he does and keeps going for a long while….my legs anchored on the closet doors, each thrust shaking them to nearly break them off the hinges….our eyes locked, intensely focused on each other.

—The Unfaithful Soccer Mom

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Release and Relief

The pleasure factor is immense, and it’s so early on in the game! I asked for intense, and intense is what I’m getting.

Once he has worked my cunt into a bubbling frenzy, loosening and relaxing the muscles enough, he slides his fist into me, and begins to pound my G-spot. I gasp, and cry out, and it only increases his efforts. Leaning over me, he reaches underneath and pinches a nipple until the pain crackles through me from stem to… well, clit, and then I feel him nibble on my ear. I gush, hearing the splatter onto the quilt, amazing myself at the quantity – I sound like I’ve let loose the fucking Hoover dam!

—Elegant Smut

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Torture

My clit is a hard pebble screaming for attention and I can feel the wetness seeping from between my pussy lips. I have been known to become so wet that a thread drips to the mattress to pool on my sheets. It embarrasses me how turned on I become from performing oral sex on M, it creates the conflict between finishing him off with my mouth or fucking him with my aching pussy.

—Laani’s Blog

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· Thumbnail stars: Autumn and Melodie (godsgirls.com)
· See also: Sugasm #173 (sugasm.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by AlwaysArousedGirl