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Monday, February 23, 2015

Blogger Content Policy Update

I imagine I'm not the only one who received this note from Google's Blogger team:
Dear Blogger User,
We're writing to tell you about an upcoming change to the Blogger Content Policy that may affect your account.
In the coming weeks, we'll no longer allow blogs that contain sexually explicit or graphic nude images or video. We'll still allow nudity presented in artistic, educational, documentary, or scientific contexts, or where there are other substantial benefits to the public from not taking action on the content.
The new policy will go into effect on the 23rd of March 2015. After this policy goes into effect, Google will restrict access to any blog identified as being in violation of our revised policy. No content will be deleted, but only blog authors and those with whom they have expressly shared the blog will be able to see the content we've made private.
Our records indicate that your account may be affected by this policy change. Please refrain from creating new content that would violate this policy. Also, we ask that you make any necessary changes to your existing blog to comply as soon as possible, so that you won't experience any interruptions in service. You may also choose to create an archive of your content via Google Takeout (https://www.google.com/settings/takeout/custom/blogger).
For more information, please read here (https://support.google.com/blogger?p=policy_update).
Sincerely,
The Blogger Team
It looks like this blog will be taken private, unless I choose to do something else in the meantime. I always knew this day might come, but it's a little jarring to find it actually approaching, and with a real live deadline.

One thing I won't do is rail at Google/Blogger. They provide a free service that I've been happy to use, and they're free to change their terms of service however they like.

So I have exactly one month to decide what (if anything) to do....

Friday, February 20, 2015

Elust #67

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Welcome to Elust #67 -

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you're looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it'll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #68? Start with the rules, come back March 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

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~ This Month's Top Three Posts ~

Yes, Squirting is Real (And it's not pee.)

These men make me SO angry

Still Kinky After All These Years  


~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

When It Rains

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~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

*You really should consider adding your popular posts here too*
Due to technical difficulties there is no Readers Choice selection this month

All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!  


Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

How to Make Time for Kinky Fuckery

Submissive Power Is Hot Stuff

Topping from the Bottom

Daddy

Property Milestone

Dead Heat

Submissive power and the storms of life

I Talk A Lot, But Not About That

I Just Want To Be Me

What I Get Out Of Locking A Man in Chastity

BDSM and pick-up artists

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Socks and Sex

Marsala? The Color of My Panties? Who Knew?

Erotic Fiction

Short Strokes: Molasses Makes Me Horny

12 Step Homeopathic Remedy for Scorned Lovers

Alice's Wonderland 

Feel His Breath On Me

Out For A Walk

Playing in the Band

Braille

Coming Pretty

The Fall

Erotica After Hours

Dancing in the Dark

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Make Love to Me

I Used to Fake Orgasms. This is Why I Stopped

Poetry

Brigitta - A Lusty Limerick

Erotic Non-Fiction

With a very sharp knife

black bra and g-string

Debut

Meeting Slave Olive for a Cash Point Meet

LachrymoseWhen Two Doms Play...Fuck Tender!

 

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Friday, February 13, 2015

Inappropriate Valentine

"You can't put out the 'fire' in my heart for you"
I saw this image of an old Valentine's card on my Facebook today, and it made me laugh out loud. Just a bit inappropriate, don't you think?

Then I read the commentary (here) and laughed even harder. I've heard the Sensual Goddess talk glowingly about The Bloggess, and I can see why.

Seriously funny stuff.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Playing in the Band (Part 3)

(Continued from here)

It took my eyes a second to adjust to the dim light of the storage closet, but there she was leaning against a table. I closed the door behind me, and she stood up and tossed something to me. I caught it and looked. Pink cotton bikini panties. Nice.

She spoke quietly. "We have to be quick." But I already knew that, and I locked the door and was on her in a flash. I backed her up against the cinderblock wall and kissed her hard. My hand slid up her thigh as she fumbled with my jeans. I cupped her bare pussy and found her soaking wet. My pants fell to the floor and her fingers wrapped around the shaft of my cock.

I heard people talking as they walked down the hall outside to the restrooms - another reminder that this needed to be quick. I moved her back to the table, turned her around, and bent her over. I flipped her skirt up onto the small of her back, then pushed my cock into her. I could hear her bite her lip, suppressing a squeal, and I grabbed her hips and thrust hard.

It was good old-fashioned raw animal fucking. My every impulse is to vary things, make it interesting, and make it last longer. But I had to consciously ignore those impulses. My grip on her hips was rough, and I pounded her hard. The wet slapping sound of flesh on flesh was loud in my ears, and I hoped someone walking past the door couldn't hear us.

I could feel the welling up in my balls, and I hissed that I was going to cum. She turned her head and whispered that I should stay. That was music to my ears, and I thrust harder and faster. Then it was on me, and I buried myself and held tight as I unloaded into her. She was trying to stifle the sounds of what sounded like her own climax, and I stayed there for a minute while the waves slowly subsided.

Then it was time to clean up and get back upstairs. I realized that my crotch and thighs were drenched. The panties she tossed me were sitting in a ball on the table, so I grabbed them and cleaned myself up. She was cleaning up with a tissue, so I stuffed her panties in my pocket. I listened at the door, and didn't hear anyone in the hall, so I told her I'd see her upstairs and left.

I made it back in time. My bandmates were just starting to set up for our third set, so I joined them - hoping that there wasn't any obvious evidence of my adventure. A minute late, my waitress came up the stairs, looking maybe a little flushed, but otherwise nonchalant. I smiled to myself that I knew a secret - that she wasn't wearing any panties, and my cum was dripping out of her.

We launched into our set, and I was floating on air. Nothing like that had ever happened to me, and it was exciting as hell. I watched her wait her tables, and she never looked at me to make eye contact. And when our set was over, she was nowhere to be seen. Which was fine - I had no illusions that this was anything more than quick one-time fuck.

My bandmates gave no indication that they knew what had happened. And I almost didn't believe it myself. Until I got home later and found her sodden panties in my pocket.