All that bumping and grinding leads to a fabulous payoff: orgasm. Listen in with AlwaysArousedGirl on this week's best sex-bloggers as they come and come again, just after the jump.
If we could we'd blow off work and spend all day having as many orgasms as we could before passing out. We'd nap a bit them keep right on going. Sounds enticing, doesn't it? Our favorite sex-bloggers spent this past week trying for the new world record in orgasms whether by intercourse, oral or fingers. We doff our hats in appreciation of their efforts.
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My cock was stiffening, pulsing, throbbing at the sound of her voice. I undid her belt and pulled down her pants, imagining her doing the same to me. Our mouths pressed together, our tongues exploring, I pushed her down on the cushions, towering over her, massive purple erection in my hands.
I could see, in my mind, her pink cunt, lips spread open, juice dribbling down her slit, so hungry for me.
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gripping Lola at her base
against the harness
so that the hard ring of my finger & thumb & knuckles
added pressure to my thrusts
against her red clit, red perineum, her shiny red anuswatching my thrusts
enjoying her moans at the tips of my fingers
contemplating
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Then we were on the floor, soft towels hardly protection against the cold tiles, pressed against a door that slipped open, or the side of the bathtub, minds and lips racing until he suggested his toy. I was not in the mind to say no, and when he came back with it, I slipped a greased finger up his ass, surprised at how easy it was, how natural it felt to feel him wrap around me. His moans, the ecstasy of hearing them was a delight of its own.
—you fucked the suburbs out of me
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His long legs are draped loosely over your shoulders as you try and push into him, but you can't get enough leverage. If you could just actually raise yourself up a little… but then you'd be on your feet, and how uncomfortable would that be? Still, the impulse to get on your feet and fuck him with your whole body is almost instinctive.
(More than anything else, you wish you could feel; not just because it would make everything so much hotter, but because you want to be able to tell what the hell is going on down there.)
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I climbed onto the sheets and lay down. My cock was hard and it flopped back onto my stomach, leaving a spray of precum where it landed. The phone was beside me; the bottle of lotion was nestled in a towel.
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The aroma of her pussy didn't take long to perfume the air around us. We were both so turned on by the thought of what we were indulging in. Watching her fingers diving sliding around in the increasingly wet valley between her legs, body contorting in a slow motion ballet. Small movements at first as the sensations rippled through her body, but as she became more immersed in her pleasure she contorted on the bed.
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