Sex Blog Roundup: Hot Fun In The Summertime

There's the kind of fun you can only have when it's cold outside, of course, like sex on a bearskin rug in front of a roaring fire. But winter feels like it's a million years away right now. So the bloggers in today's roundup of some of the hottest moments from the sex blog scene have come up with all kinds of summer-specific activities to keep you busy while the a/c roars and the sun beats down. A snack of frozen grapes while you're fucking your sissy slave with a strapon? That's clearly a seasonal pleasure. Doing it in the park? Try that when the mercury dips below freezing. Walking pantyless near the ocean? Better not try that in the winter! And if you're going to create a monster made entirely from cock? Yeah, probably better to keep that thing outdoors.

Slap on some sunscreen and head outside with AlwaysArousedGirl after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by AlwaysArousedGirl

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When It Is Hot, This Is What Gets Me Hot

I give the sissy a bench. Yes. a bench. To kneel on, on all fours. His ass pussy faces me, and I simply fuck him with the prettiest pink dildo I have, at the same rhythm and pace that I'm getting fucked. I move my arm back and forth, fucking his hole as I lay on my back, getting fucked. Everything is sweaty and I can barely see his tiny balls hanging as I pound his ass with my dildo. And Big Bad Man tells me to fuck him good, as good as he is fucking me. And everyone comes at the same time. And then things dissolve in a mist of air conditioning and frozen grapes.

- The Late Bloomer Finally Blooms

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All Dressed Up and No Where to Go

What I really wanted was to suck him, so after a few moments I told him I wanted to switch places. He gladly obliged me by removing his pants, and lying back on the table. I squatted, still nude, and took him in my mouth, running my tongue up and down and around his shaft. He wrapped his hands in my hair and pumped my head up and down his ever hardening cock. We were suddenly interrupted by the sound of an approaching car. I bolted up, grabbing for my dress even as I feared a car coming around the corner to catch us naked.

- Memoirs of a MILF

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piano

Brushing the pads of my fingers against her lips, sliding them against her slick entrance, her hips rising to meet my touch, I remained gentle and soft. And even though my weight rested on her body, my hips between her thighs and my cock pressed deep into her wet, clenching pussy, it was all no more than a floating cloud wandering through the morning sky, carried on winds light and cool, not yet warmed by the summer sun. As we moved faster, it still was quietly tender, a gentle expression shared between us two lovers - a wash of pleasure like the familiar warmth of each other's touch.

- six elaborates...

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Kitchen Table

I hurriedly got ready and, a mere hour later, I arrived at his house. He was sitting at the kitchen table and he pushed his chair back to look at me when I walked in.

"Take off your dress," he ordered without offering me a greeting first. "Take those off too," he said as he gestured dismissively at my panties. (Why did I bother wearing the cute pink lacy panties if he was going to make me take them off before he looked at them?) "Come here," he said a little more gently as he patted his lap.

- His Kitten

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The Pier

Squatting i feel the lips of Master's cunt slowly separate.... the sticky fluids have dried and hold the edges together and as the lips spread the pleasure ripples through my body and i close my eyes and tilt my head back opening my mouth just barely as though ready to take a cock. Just a hole, just to be used, just to serve.

- A Guiding Hand

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Fiction: Boys and Their Toys

"I came as soon as I received your request," Dr. Von Madd said. "The military has been very generous with providing testing for my Intelligent Condoms and I never forget a favor. I take it that this has something to do with that giant admonition of nature you have out there?"

The ground shook. The terrible monster consisted of three appendages. Two of the limbs appeared to be rudimentary legs, while the third appendage was just a giant swinging mass. It was only when the wind brought the unmistakable stench of ball sweat that Dr. Von Madd knew what he was dealing with.

"By Kinsley," he swore. "You bastards finally made it. You created fucking Cockzilla."

- Erotiterrorist

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