Newseater - Adult Edition

‘Tis the week for eyeballing the packages under the tree. We’re eying some other packages. You should too, just below the cut.

With packages as big, as meaty, as succulent and as tasty as the ones featured in today’s round-up of the sexiest stories on the ‘net, who wouldn’t want to take a long, lusty look? Never fear, there’s more than just looking going on. There’s touching, feeling and tasting as well. Let your mouth water as you read these lusty tales, then go in search of your own presents to unwrap.

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The S Spot’s Sexy Short Story Contest Winners! – Third Runner Up!

She is face to face with his straining zipper and her mouth has already begun to water. Her hands are bound though; she waits to see what he’ll do next. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly, he unzips his fly, reaches into his pants and extracts his hard, throbbing cock. “Suck it” he says. She reaches her head forward, sticks out her tongue and flicks her it over the tip of his cock, as if to test him. She wants to know how far he’s pushing his dominance. “That’s not sucking “he says as he reaches behind her head, grabbing her by the hair, sending a new rush of pleasure through her body. “I said, suck it” and with that he shoved her head forward to his cock.

—the s spot

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Date night

So I did, running it up and down the underside of his shaft, swirling it over the head, worrying it under his frenulum. He gripped the headboard as he started to pump his hips against my face. My eyes watered and saliva streamed from my lips as he fucked my mouth faster and harder. I tried to focus on relaxing my throat, but it was no good: I gagged with nearly every deep thrust. “Mmmm, fuck,” he groaned, getting close.

—Really and Truly

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Co-Hypno-Topping

I stared down at Trilby’s prone form. She was only wearing a pair of lacy boycut panties and knee high socks. She was breathing heavy and waiting for commands.

“Tell her that if she is hit on her ass with any implement it would feel like she was being penetrated by a penis. Also if she is spanked long enough the arousal with build and build and she will have a powerful orgasm.”

—Writing Dirty

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Avarice

Without looking at one another, the two men advance as one.

They stand a foot away from her, eagerly awaiting her inspection, their cocks jutting out proudly, arrogantly, from beneath their bellies. Both are desperate to be the first to garner her attention. The husband glances down and to his right, and he sees that the other man is no better or worse endowed than he is himself; if anything, the husband’s cock is a little straighter, his glans more swollen than his rival’s.

—Easily Aroused

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Heat

I traced right down the length of her spine, tasting her saltiness as I went, right down until that taste changed subtly, then up again to end behind her ear so that she was no longer able to contain herself and let out a long, low moan.

—Northern lights and sleepless nights

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One more day I haven’t been struck down by God..

Taste yourself.

He doesn’t have to ask twice.. it’s one of the few real conceits I have, the belief that I taste amazing when I really get going. I’ve never been averse to licking my fingers- or someone else’s fingers, or a cock- clean of my juices. Quite the opposite, actually.

—The binding of the muse

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Original post by AlwaysArousedGirl

As in, snow. Pervs.

We could go for a good, old-fashioned Snow Day here at Fleshbot HQ. Bring on at least six inches of that white stuff so we can spend an entire day fucking our way to loads of the other white stuff. No snow days in sight? Madeline’s found the next best thing: a collection of smoking-hot stories for a cold winter’s night.

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Punishment

My eyes travel down your body
I see this excites you
I can’t help but run the tip of my tongue on my lips
“On your knees… hands behind your back”

-A Girl’s Gotta Have Options

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Twinkling Heat

I gripped the back of his legs and he arched his back against his desk. I could have gone on for hours, sucking his balls, teasing his cock’s head with quick little flicks of my tongue, fucking him with my mouth…

-Bringing My Sexy Back

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Slut Wife in the Club

I moved my hands through her hair sometimes pulling her mouth against my cunt. I slid one hand under my shirt and tortured my nipples. I twisted them and pinched them. I felt my hips moving in rhythm with her tongue. Finally it was too much for me I arched my back and let out a moan as I came hard against her mouth. She kept licking and licking driving me wild until I finally had to pull her head away. She licked her lips and smiled a wicked smile.

-Hotwife Blog

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Ball Gag Misuse

Jessica was quite cooperative while I tied her to the chair. It was a lovely steel and leather construction, with nice clean lines and a subtle bondage sensibility to it. Very easy to attach wrists and ankles to, as well. Good piece of furniture to have in a hotel room.

-MonMouth

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The Babysitter

In one quick movement she undoes the tie and opens up her dress, presenting her body to me. Her stockings end in suspenders under which she wears no underwear. Her black bra accents her pale skin, as does the large tattoo that stretches across her stomach — a bird in flight with wings that stretch from breast to breast.

“As good as your wife?” she asks seductively.

She holds open her dress, allowing me to take her in.

“Better.”

-Prurient Interests

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By the Twinkling Lights…

Off came my skirt. I stood naked in a softly lit room, with nothing between me and the outside world except thick panes of glass.

We kissed.

My hands blindly sought out his skin.

His hands, having no barrier, fluidly roamed my body.

My hands, restricted by his clothing, desperately yet weakly fought to get through.

His hands gripping my ass, he lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist.

My ass met the cold glass.

-This Could be Dangerous

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· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by Madeline Glass

We can’t help it. Some holiday phrases just sound dirty. Click below to see how our favorite sex-bloggers have been *ahem* decking their halls.

Bells on bobtails. Roasted chestnuts. A one-horse open sleigh. The Hanukkah bush. Maybe it’s the irrepressibly dirty minds we here at Fleshbot cultivate, but we can’t help but feel amused and more than a little excited when we think of Santa “coming down the chimney.” This week’s round up of steamy sex blog moments finds our authors “decorating” in the most delightfully deviant manner imaginable. Check them out and you might be ready to hang some decorations of your own.

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Sound of Silence

The sounds I make now are an abandonment of consciousness, a wail directly from my soul. They seem to last forever, although of course they don’t - but an untold and unfathomable length of wailed joyous expression goes by before i am silent again, save huge, shuddering gasps of air that reinflate my lungs.

—Elegant Smut

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Sex at 2am

I slipped my hand into her sweat pants, slipping my fingers between her lips, searching and hunting for her clit. A gasp from her told me I was getting close. Running my other hand over the body, nails scrapping against her skin, I whispered in her ear how hot she made me, how much she turned me on, how much I wanted to fuck her.

—Sexuality Happens

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1980 : VIP Lounge

You gotta use what your mama gave you, so I tuck my legs under me and sit up, bringing my breasts up to eye level. For the record, even in my leotard, I have terrific tits. Let me revise that – I have good breasts, but I have terrific nipples. They’re as big as the last joint of your pinkie, and persistently erect. I can hang things from them, necklaces, ribbons, ties, you name it. If it hangs, it can be hung from my nipples. They are my only trick.

—dirtygirl diaries : jodi sh. doff

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Microfantasy Monday – Role Reversal

I quickly pushed her against the wall and tangled my fingers into her soft auburn hair on either side of her head, taking her lips with my own and asserting myself against her. I could smell her, spicy with a hint of vanilla. I was already intoxicated by her and aching for more.

—Femme Fagette

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The Harem — Autumn

Mac worked his way down to her cunt, now ultimately spread open for her pleasure. Her clit was just as flushed and filled as her nipples and he knew what to do. Tonguing….up and down….back and forth…fuck this hot slut….gimme this cunt…he started tonguefucking her, throwing his face into her crotch. Autumn began grunting loudly, just as he wanted her to do. She clutched his head in her hands and began fucking his face, rapidly.

—Torchlight

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Ex Machina

I’m strapped face down to a Y shaped bench. My arms are folded together in the small of my back, my legs are spread and bent back - calves strapped to thighs. He’s wrapping me in plastic. I can hear the peel and coil of the wrap, the slight tackiness of it as it folds around my limbs. I’m still hooded, breathing through a tube and sometimes the air stops, rubber inflating and deflating uselessly, enough to bring me part way to a panic. Then released. After a short while, I’m done. Bagged and tagged.

—Post Modern Sleaze »

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Original post by AlwaysArousedGirl

Here’s hoping you get what you want.

Tonight’s the first night of Chanukah, and as Members of the Tribe everywhere know, it’s not a Jewish holiday unless you’re eating something. Latkes, doughnuts, pussy—as long as it’s covered in oil, we’d like to eat it, please. Madeline’s rounded up some of the sexiest stories on the Interwebs for your reading pleasure: from miraculous orgasms to forceful shtupping, we applaud these bloggers for their, erm, holiday spirit.

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project orgasm

there’s a… clicking.
a spasm between my legs.
my hips and shoulders both lift inward and then extend outward
my whole body,
contracting
relaxing
contracting
relaxing.
my brain is the ignition, and my cunt is the engine…
but my whole body goes for the ride.

—Persephone in Love

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Blown Away

I’m not making a move, I told him I wouldn’t make the first move… He moves closer to me. His hand brushes my cheek, goes through my hair and he’s pulling me into a kiss. I just want to get lost in this real first kiss. We come up for air after a minute or two… wow, what a kiss.

I’m convinced now.

—a girl’s gotta have options

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The Little Things…

Although of course, I don’t get to be in control. It wasn’t long before he had his fingers entangled in my hair, and was forcing his thick cock into my throat. Making me choke and splutter; pulling me away to let me breathe, his hand stroking where mine had just left. Me opening my mouth, desperate for more, closing my eyes as his cock slipped in between my lips once more. Loving the taste of him, the feel of his hard cock in my mouth, against my tongue, loving the sound he made when I flickered my tongue against him.

—More Sex, Chocolate and Red Lipstick

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This Night…

I smile a small smile.

A smile more intention than expression.

She knows what’s coming, though not when or how…

—Conning Devil

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Taking You as I Please

Open your thighs.

I want them wider.
Open them wider.
Show yourself to me.
Show me your cunt.

—Dirtyboy’s Dirty Thoughts

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Hurt Me…Hurt Me Please?

Push your knee up between my thighs prying them apart.
As your knee drops, push my feet apart with your own.
Stand there firmly planted between my spread legs.
Listen to my moans, sighs and gasps of excitement.

—The Pink Poppet

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· Thumbnail Star: Malloy Martin (www.malloymartin.com)
· Previously: Sex Blog Roundup Archive

Original post by Madeline Glass

While the slippery roads are covered in ice and snow, we prefer to stay in bed. Slippery? We’ve got your slippery right here.

There’s something so enticing about those first sliding-wet drops of moisture that cling to cock or cunt. In this week’s roundup of the best writing in the sex blog scene we delve deeper into the mysteries of this slippery elixir. What magical properties does the delightful juice hold? As far as we can tell, imbibing even a single drop makes one want to fuck.

Hey, that works for us.

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I usually hate shopping.

I just grinned and told her to let me unhook it for her. She backed up to me, sitting in my lap with her back to me. She started to give me a lap dance in that position as I unhooked her bra for her. She let it fall off her and onto the dressing room floor. She sat that way for a while, gyrating on my lap with her back to me, bouncing her ass up once in a while to let me have a glimpse of her now wet cunt.

—A Rainbow Colored Star

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A Night In Portland Pt 2…

…I finally shield my cock and take my mount on top of Emmy and lock eyes with her yet again. I’m able to feed off of her body language, her eyes and her breathing. I pause, jab at her with quick pokes then thrust deep and hard, all while staying focused on her eyes.

—Confessions Of An Adulterer

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Fringe Benefits

Two fingers deep, I rubbed behind her clit as her hips started that familiar jerking. She gasped as her whole body shook, cumming rather frantically. She grabbed my arm and pulled so I rolled between her legs and ran the wet head of my cock up and down her open lips. She would have none of that and pulled me down so I sunk in deep, warm, wet…

—Unbroken

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Saturday afternoon of fun

I slid up and down his cock while he rubbed around my ass and then leant forwards so he could nuzzle my neck while I kept riding him.

This had the usual effect and I started to pump up and down a bit faster and harder.

—Cumming of age

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Good Night, little girl.

Laying the skirt atop the flannel shirt, she slides her hand to her shaved pussy, and fingers the lips that are already moistened and dewy with lust.

Mmmm, that feels good. She tilts her head back, squints her eyes against the Yule lights strung across her ceiling at the apex where the two sloping walls meet. The blue and white lights dazzle her, as her fingers find her tiny bud and rub it into a hardened, needy nubbin.

—Vanillamom’s Blog

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A little piece of heaven..

Your tongue buried in my slick folds, alternately flicking over my clit and dipping into my hole to gather more moisture, occasionally straying lower to nudge at the tight rosebud that you’d no doubt want to take later. Hands pushing my legs apart, bending me upward, spreading me open for you, your fingers digging hard into my flesh.

—The binding of the muse..

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Original post by AlwaysArousedGirl