In an age where anyone can self-publish on the internet and everyone has been convinced of their own dramatic importance by the excesses of reality TV, a new crop of sex bloggers is emerging, ranging from college callgirls to garden variety sex fiends. Whether you believe them to be pervy, narcissistic exhibitionists or sexual progressives, these bloggers undoubtedly are providing for the entertainment and shock of many readers who can't avert their attention from sexual radicals like Stephanie Gerson. Check out our Top 5 Randiest Sex Blogs.

1) Confessions of a College Callgirl gives a peep show into the life of a college callgirl in New York to its readers. The College Callgirl describes her entrance into sex trade in her first post:

It all started with money. The money I didn't have, the money I needed, and the money I wanted. It was growing into an obsession. I was living on the 100 dollars every 2 weeks that my mom was sending me and everywhere I looked were people with money. My classmates are these girls from other states who are basically playing in New York City and constantly regale me with tales of their Urban Outfitters purchases and say things like "Oh my god, I spent 150 dollars at the liquor store AGAIN!"

 

I was starting to HATE people with money. Just the sight of a shopping bag made filld me with jealousy and rage… So I started my own business...

 

When I reason it out I don't feel guilty about what I've done. I was having lots of casual sex before anyway. I would go out on a date and hook up with some guy and not even enjoy it that much. So why not get paid for what I was doing anyway? And I do feel like it's an honest living like any other, a service provided. The only thing that bothers me, when I think about it, is that now I have a secret so deep that I can never tell anyone. That someday I may have a lover or a soulmate, someone I want to share my life with. And I will never, ever be able to tell him.

 

And now you people know too.Well, there aren't any people reading this yet. But maybe there will be someday. A part of me is scared to put this out here, scared that someone from my "regular life" will connect it to me. But another part of me just has to tell about this.

 2) Abby Lee, the former blogger behind Girl With a One-Track Mind, recently published a book called Girl With a One Track Mind: Confessions of the Seductress Next Door. With this newfound fame, she admits that she has become somewhat more discrete though, posting:

Sometimes I look back at the archives here and cringe; but it’s the emotional vulnerability I‘ve shared that embarrasses me far more than the sexual explicitness. It’s much easier to openly say that I love cock – and I do – than it is to state that I need emotional intimacy. Of course, what is available to read here is not the sum total of me: of course I’m more fragile than I appear; I have insecurities I do not voice; I have stupid, dumb moments where I am a total prat over something completely insignificant. But to share all those things on the blog now? I just can’t. And, call me stupid, but I miss doing it.

 

Once upon a time I would type out my worries, knowing how irrational they might be, but feeling hugged by the impersonal arms of the internet once I’d splurged my heart out to it. Now, with thoughts running round my head and no freedom to post them on the place that was once my cathartic outlet, my neuroses have no place to go; I end up feeling devoured by them.

3) If you are curious about what happens when someone enters into an open relationship, is bisexual, and enjoys getting slapped around a bit, check out Curvaceous Dee. She introduces herself and situation on the blog in an early entry:

So who is this strange blogger, suddenly throwing her name and lack-of-shame far and wide? I thought it was time to explain myself, for those who make their way here and want to know a bit about the mind (perverted) and body (luscious) behind the words.

 

I've been writing online for the last half-decade or so, but generally not brought my sex life into it. But as I've gradually expanded my experiences into bisexuality, polyamory, and BDSM (all pretty much simultaenously), I've realised that there is a strong need for me to be able to express myself in words, without worrying about the fallout.

 

It's not that no-one will understand - I'm appallingly blunt in real life, and friends are amused and understanding (and turned on) by turns. But there are limits… they're sometimes little too TMI for my friends. Hence - Curvaceous Dee.

 

Apollo will be referred to a lot in this blog - he's my life partner and love parner, as well as partner in crime. He's also the only person I've told about this blog, and he's reading along - which delights me.

4) Sometimes there’s nothing quite as hilarious as reading a sentence like: “I have an abnormally small mouth, but I have this fetish for things that don’t quite fit there.” At these times, it’s best to get a little something-somethin from Sexegesis.

5) The Ethical Slut blogs about promiscuity and the need to balance it with an ethical code. For example, she strongly discourages sleeping with married people:

Let me preface this post by saying that one of my life-long friends met her husband while he was still married. So what I'm about to post is more of a rule of thumb and certainly not an absolute.

 

Why do women **** around with married men? I guess he's "hot" and "there" are excuses, but you're really saying at that point that you are completely undiscerning about men and one's own moral code/ethical standards.

 

The wife is like schroedinger's cat. She might be an uber-bitch from hell, she might be Mother Theresa, you really have no idea. I think most of us try to live without hurting other people and by indiscriminately ****ing random men, you're completely going against that.

 

Another justification is "he does it already with other women" or "he's going to do it anyway." Seriously? So if a mob is beating a man to death, its ok to go in swinging? If a man is killed by a mugger, its ok to stop and take his watch?

 

There are plenty of undouchey, available men out there who aren't married or in serious relationships. Come on, people. You've got to have some sort of code, otherwise who are you?