Sex Blog Roundup: First Things First

You only get one chance to make a first impression. (Wait, did we say that right?) Casting a fresh eye over the best in sex blogs, we find many first glances that linger--the date that continues through breakfast, the boyfriend's boyfriend who knows what a girl likes, and the client who makes sex work hot again. Stay tuned for news of second comings.

Take a first look with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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Sunk to a New Low

A beacon of light came in around eleven-thirty--a cute boy with a beard, around my age. Around my age! "Hey, cutie, get over here," I said, a line I never use. It's my luck that most of the customers I find attractive are mostly not interested in getting shows with me. He smiled and kept walking. I waited to see if he would circle around and walk by again, and he did, but he didn't look at me. At quarter to midnight, I packed my bag up to leave.

- Diary of a Peepshow Girl

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Curves--A Love Story

When he saw her walk into the bar--How long ago was it? Fourteen years now?--that first time his jaw hung low and he felt a stirring in his groin that he hadn't felt in a long time. She wasn't like the other girls at his university or like the girls that flirted with him at the restaurant where he waited tables. She was--more.

- Between the Sheets

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Burned Deep and Slippery

I stayed the whole night. We stood naked in his kitchen as he dished up apple pie and chocolate ice cream that we ate in his bed in the middle of the night. We listened to good music in dim light from candles that had burned deep into themselves long before I got there. He explored every inch of my body, and I his, slowly and without inhibition. He pulled up my arm and licked my armpit, looked at me and smiled. He said, "That was the only part of you I hadn't yet tasted."

- As the Crow Flies . . .

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Foot Worshipper

Last night I had the pleasure of dominating "slave karl" for three hours. When he opened the door to let me in, I almost, almost wished it were a regular escort call. He was that handsome. Tall, strong, clean-smelling, smiley, easy-going, kind. I finally got to use some of Marvin's gift on somebody new, binding him in various ways, mostly where his ass and balls would be exposed for whipping. At one point he bent over and asked me to let him have it on behalf of the Patriarchy. I whipped him a bit too hard with my cattails, leaving marks on his hips, which he didn't seem to mind.

- Compartments

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Geeks on a plane, Purse power, Fleshlight and Cello

This guy is fucking me. We in a serious rut. I've already cum. But he doesn't stop. And I don't stop him. He's got my ass on a pillow and he's plowing into me. Of course, I'm in la-la land.

Then he sighs, pulls out and stands up. His cock is rock hard. He reaches under his bed and pulls out something that looks like a grey flashlight.

"This is how I usually cum."

Still standing he slides his dick into the device and goes at it.

- Geekslut

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Good Day

This was already a good day--and when DG came to the door of his house to greet me, he was ending a phone conversation.

"That was Reid. He's on his way over."

I knew who he was talking about. Reid and DG had . . . been together--two men wanting to find out what it's like to be with another man. DG is all about experiences--the perfect man for me. Apparently, Reid was just as keen to explore. DG and I have wanted another man to share our bed, and Reid seemed like an excellent candidate--and now he was on his way.

- La Fille Mariée

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