Written by:
J.D. on November 12th, 2008
Author: lonenut2000 Category: Lesbian
“Hello, Women’s Private Gym, this is Karen, how may I help you?”
“Uh, my name is Winnie Andleman and I saw your ad in the underground paper. I was thinking about maybe joining. Could you please tell me a little bit about it - I mean the cost and everything?”
“Well, Winnie,” Karen replied smoothly, “our gym has very competitive rates with other gyms in the area, but with one big exception: we don’t have any men to interrupt and bother us. You can more or less let your hair down and get your work done without worrying about your appearance, but the only way you can really see if WPG is for you is to stop in look it over for yourself.”
“How late are you open?” Winnie asked.
“Twenty-four hours a day,” Karen replied, “so stop in anytime, someone will be more than happy to show you around, and thanks for calling.”
The next day at seven in the evening at the front desk of the WPG:
“Hi, I called yesterday and spoke with a lady named Karen and she said that someone would show me around,” Winnie said to the cute blonde behind the glass window.
“Of course,” the blonde replied with a smile, “I’ll buzz you in and have Karen up here in a moment!” A few minutes later, a tall, powerfully built woman of about thirty-five greeted Winnie with an incredibly firm hand shake and said,
“I’m glad to meet you Winnie, please follow me. I think you’ll like what you see.”
“I think so, too,” Winnie commented, “the place has a very comfortable feel to it, no high pressure or anything.” “We like to keep things light here at WPG, and most if not all of the women here are good people, so workouts are fun, not a total drudge.” Winnie was just about to respond, when her mouth fell gaping open as Karen swung open the door to the gym area and she stammered,
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Written by:
admin on October 22nd, 2008
Author: Eroticthoughts Category: Chance Meetings
“Come on Marny, just do it.” Angel firmly said.
“I don’t want to, I feel strange doing it.”
Angel walked over to Marny who was near the full length window. “Look out there, are they gorgeous or what?”
Marny looked at the two buff landscapers, they were wearing just cut off jeans and work boots, sweat streaming down their toned, tan backs and chests.
“I can’t…what if they think we are sluts?”
“Come on, look at them, they look like they love sluts! I’m telling you if you take off your clothes and stand there, I’ll do the same thing in the other window. They will just look and maybe get hard, then we can close the curtains and have a good laugh. Come on, be spontaneous for once in your life!”
Marny thought it over as she peeked at those two hot guys.
“Oh ok, but you get naked first and then I will.”
“Fine!” Angel said and took off her sweat shorts and tee shirt. As she stood completely nude, Marny noticed her nipples were rock hard and she saw that she had no pubes. Her body was long and lean and tan all over. “Your turn!” Angel said as she motioned her hand up and down in the air toward Marny.
“Ohhhh brother, this better be funny, and nothing bad better happen!” Marny said as she unzipped her shorts, dropped them and removed her halter, standing only in her pink lacy boy panties.
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Written by:
J.D. on October 9th, 2008

I am a bookworm (hence the new tattoo – yes that’s my arm and my desk, and my new Sex & Candy book in the background). I love to read pretty much anything and everything that comes in front of my face. And while our friendly neighborhood Porn Librarian does all the erotica reviewing in these parts, in honor of my new tattoo (yeah, I’m nerdy like that), I thought I’d write about my favorite sex books.
Check out my top five sex books after the jump.
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Dear Bookkake,
Although you may not be aware of this, a friend recently pointed you out to me and I’ve had a hard time getting you out of my mind since. You see, I have a feeling we’re meant to be together. I love dirty books too. We already have so much in common.
On top of publishing hot classics that every pervert should read, you make an effort to do so sustainably. How hot is that? You’re like the brainy smart chick sitting in the front row of a lit class combined with the free lovin’ hippie chick who rarely shows up. I spent the entire class fantasizing about them before you came along and demanded my attention.
Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Bookkake.
-The Porn Librarian

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Written by:
J.D. on September 8th, 2008
Winners for the Best Sex Blogger Image and Story contests are up!
Here is what’s what:
In our recent contest, we had a challenge for our contributing writers, for our photographers, and even for our readers!
The writers had to write a 500 word flash fantasy, and so we challenged the photographers to try to convey a fantasy using half of an image, using the old “A picture’s worth 1,000 words” theory.
And the awards goes to… Lochai for best image
and
Sinclair Sexsmith, the writer of The Sugarbutch Chronicles
Here’s a little snippet of the winning story…
I never see Jackie without it. She carries it like a briefcase nearly everywhere she goes.
It isn’t gratuitous; she is always coming from or going to a job. She only says she sees “private clients.” I hear the rumors, we all do: she’s a professional bottom. A top trainer.
“She breaks us like horses,” my friend B whispers loudly after Jackie leaves our table at our usual watering hole. “Ruthless.”
I ask her at parties when she is lightly buzzed from vodka and I have knocked back too many bourbons. “Electro kit?” I ask. “Ropes. Restraints. Leather harnesses with training wheels.” Jackie laughs in a wouldn’t-you-like-to-find-out way.
“You don’t need to know yet,” she says. “You don’t need it.”
Flattering, but frustrating. I am convinced her case holds the key to some heretofore untapped topping in me. I play the idea of her correcting my technique as I beat her, guiding me as I fuck her, over and over in my mind when I jack off. I imagine this would entice me and enrage me until I lose control a little, unleash, and let her have my all.
Until I surrender to my power.
Check out the rest of the story here.
(via bestsexbloggers.com)
Congratulations to the winners! Everyone loves a sex blogger!
xoxo
-J.D. Bauchery
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