Ah, the simple pleasures of dinner, a movie and necking (or fucking) in the back seat. Wasn't that once the idea of a perfect date? Well, tell it to the bloggers in today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the web this week. As we nervously prepare our corsages and give ourselves a last minute Binaca Blast or two, we find we've been stood up in favor of the best-friend-turned-fuckbuddy, the middle-of-the-night-booty-call, the phone-sex-Hitachi-buzzer, and the cheating-spouse-ready-to-sizzle.
Brush off your tux and meet Jefferson at the make-out point after the jump.
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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson
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I'm kind of surprised whom I went home with last night. Blake and I have been friends since the very beginning of our freshman year. We sat next to each other in some classes and he became a guy that would listen to my problems etc. He's cute, sweet but I never found myself sexually attracted to him. Part of that was probably the girlfriend he was always talking about.
- Anal Amy
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It's three in the morning on a Saturday. I'm meeting up with Candyass in a few hours, so I really should be at home getting some sleep. But thankfully I was still wide awake when I got a call from one of the few guys I'm hard pressed to ever turn down.
He's a repeat--but not like any dude I've ever had sex with. He doesn't like to kiss (much)--just likes to swap head and get fucked. Preferably on all fours. But when I do get him on his back--he likes to grab me on both sides of my waist to hold on.
- The Things They Say About Him
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After nearly TWO weeks of wet dreams, vivid sexual fantasies, and orgasmically challenged, often sleepless nights, I can finally resume my normal routine this evening! My dad left to go back East this morning so Mr. K and I will be having our regularly scheduled phone sex session at approximately 10pm PT.
Ahhhhh . . . talk about a sigh of relief.
I can't fucking wait!
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He curled his face into my neck and kissed me. I extended, giving him access to me. He kissed up my neck to and pressed his lips against mine. Gently at first. Tasting my lips and holding my face as he pushed me back on the couch. I let him lay down on me, kissing me and pulling my top over my head. My hands wrapped around him, dipped under his shirt and pulled him close to me. Pulling his shirt off, our skin touched and the warmth of his skin enveloped mine. We kissed for a long time. My gently moaning softly into his mouth, responded with deep growls back to me.
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"Can you pick me up at 8:45," said the text message I received as I was having breakfast. It was the signal I was waiting for to tell me that M's husband had caught his flight and her daughter had gone to school.
We had been looking forward to this day for weeks, if not months. M has a bit of a hang-up about fucking another man while her husband is in the same city! We have to wait until he's gone off on a trip before we can get together for some illicit nookie. This morning was the first time since December that our three diaries were in sync enough that we had a chance.
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Ella often lays on her belly, curling her head into my chest, nestling amid my chest hair--and picking out the gray ones--as my left arm cradles her, my biceps flexing against her enough for her to notice.
"I want someone to take our photo like this," she says. She says it every time.
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See also: "How local geeks and nerds are hooking up right now ... or not" (Violet Blue @ SFGate.com)
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