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Remember how I kept mentioning that relaunch of Full Frontal Politics?

Well, it’s starting off slow, but it’s happening. My first full-length sexual commentary over there in too many months is now up, and it’s on tease and denial:

Chicks don’t get a monopoly on the either foreplay or the oh-so-willing victim role. Sensual touch just plain feels good and there’s something incredible in giving another person complete control over your orgasm. It makes the eventual - okay, possible - release that much more potent.

To a smartass tease, the game of stroke-and-release has a lot of potential for mindfucking. Modern culture assumes the male orgasm. It’s almost a right in any given sexual encounter: the man will come.

In tease and denial that assumption is blown out the window. He gets what she chooses to dish out…

“The Politics of Tease and Denial,” Full Frontal Politics

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We’re celebrating a milestone this week: the 50th edition of the first sex blog carnival, started by Sam Sugar and now edited by Radical Vixen and yours truly.

Thanks to all of our sexy writers for making this sex blog community project a success. Congratulations!

The best of the sex blogs this week by the bloggers who blog them. Spotlighting the top 3 posts voted by Sugasmer participants. Want in Sugasm #51? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the linklist within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Dear Diary - Part One (http://wetbeyondbelief.blogspot.com)
The Lure of Darkness (http://www.easilyaroused.co.uk)
Flash (http://gentlygently.blogspot.com)

Mr. Sugasm Himself
50 Simultaneous Bloggasm’s… (http://sugarbank.com)

Editors’ Choice
Let go, just let go (http://sugarbutch.blogspot.com)

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Playful Valia on the beach courtesy of Hot Box Babes.

I was the one at the wedding wearing a pink and black halter dress with a plunging neckline, but it wasn’t nipple slips I was worried about.

My sheer black stockings were two inches too short. I’d been discreetly tugging at the garter straps all afternoon through my dress.

(I’ve got a nylon fetish. Any excuse to wear is a good excuse to wear.)

The older gentleman in the back row caught me pulling up my sliding stocking top when I thought no one was looking. I looked up and we made eye contact. I blushed. He smiled. Not like a lecher; it was a kind smile - and a pleased one. He’d caught me wearing.

I’m what you might call traditional.