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This week’s best of the sex blogs from the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasmer participants. Want in Sugasm #57? 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
Same Time Next Year (http://nocloudnine.blogspot.com)
“She nodded again, grabbing the doorframe as she pushed against the finger.”

Fuck me- it’s friday. (http://dirtylittlecockslut.blogspot.com)
“I won’t pretend to be coy- because I know what I want.”

Sexual Things You Don’t Know About Me (http://www.taratainton.com)
“My own erotic inner self has been piqued these last few days by a wonderful fantasy; maybe I can help pique yours by sharing.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Happy Thanksgiving (http://sugarbank.com)

Editors’ Choice
Fast and Furious (http://edinerotica.blogspot.com)

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Our featured beauty is a JS Hicks photo courtesy of DD Girls Blog.

Seen any new porn trailers lately? Not this new:

The buxom, brainy, bespectacled spectacle known around these parts as Audacia Ray has posted a sneak peek of her upcoming directorial debut, “The Bi Apple.” She’s sharing it with her blog readers first (beating Fleshbot to the punch).

“…remember the porno movie I wrote, produced and directed this summer? Well, its slated to hit the shelves in a mere two months, on February 6, 2007. “The Bi Apple” is 90 minutes of porn with some jazzy and sex nerdy dialogue thrown in for good measure, plus 40 minutes of behind the scenes footage, in which you’ll get to see the cast and crew eat cupcakes, tell shit stories, gossip about the history of alt porn, talk about where to hang Jesus (the Last Supper is present in the bisexual threesome, thanks to the set dressing genius of Bella Vendetta), and sweat and snack a lot.” -from wakingvixen.com

Check her movie trailer out while you can; it’s hosted on Photobucket and might be yanked down at any time.

Right now in light of Sera’s post on sex work and relationships I’m thankful that I’m alive in such an interesting time… we’re breaking down boundaries, the lines regarding sex and public life are shifting, and morality is changing in all kinds of interesting ways.

I’m glad that I can - for now - write and read beautiful, horrible fiction about base urges and bad things, that the thought-crime of obscenity isn’t yet aggressively enforced. I’d much rather read a lurid fictional torture account and take my mind off the evergreen sexualized shock value of the real ones. I’m relieved I can still legally (and gleefully) fornicate but not necessarily procreate. I’m happy and honored to have such smart, warm, interesting, sexy, funny clients, fellow sex bloggers, adult industry friends, and readers. I’m glad I can make a living doing what I enjoy.

Most of all I’m grateful that I’m about to sit down to Thanksigiving dinner with family and friends who know I’m a phone sex operator (et cetera) and either don’t care or like me anyway.

I’ll be toasting acceptance in Thanksgiving 2006.

I hope you all have a very happy Thanksgiving (or Thursday for those of you not in the U.S.). Cheers.

Most of you know one of my favorite kinks is tease and denial/orgasm control/directed masturbation. There’s nothing more fun than hearing a man - or woman - pleading to come.

I’ve got a new Niteflirt line set up now just for quickie tease and denial calls: it’s an orgasm permission line. You call up, I decide whether or not you get to come and maybe tell you how to finish off… Sound fun?

Write the extension down (1-800-TO-FLIRT, extension 01781456) and keep it with you. I’ve got extended availability on this line for all you guys that just can’t help but start without me.

Girls, you can play too if you wanna. It’s fun.

New Niteflirt callers get 3 free minutes. New callers to me get to find out why my previous callers said all these kind things.

For even more shameless self-promotion, visit my MySpace page (myspace.com/sabrinamorgan). There is no music, there are no glitter graphics, and I’ve shown excellent restraint in keeping my harem of younger men jailbait-free. (It’s harder than it looks. Give a gal some credit…)

This week’s best of the sex blogs from the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasmer participants. Want in Sugasm #55? 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
My Response to The Government’s Pushing of Celibacy on Adults! (http://totalsensuality.blogspot.com)
“We should teach that SEX IS ABOUT PLEASURE.”

Flying in the Face of Censorship (http://www.suzanneportnoy.com)
“But these days, the UK is Europe’s frisky frontier, and the hotties are flying in from all over.”

Life as an Adult Cam Worker (http://www.model-chat.com)
“Experiment with days and times to find out what’s the best time for you to be on live.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Our fearless leader promises he will leave the marathon orgy and be back to blogging soon. In the meantime enjoy one from the vault.
3 Porn Based Urban Legends (http://sugarbank.com)

Editors’ Choice
Home Run (http://junohenry.wordpress.com)

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I’m fuzzy-headed from congestion and too much cold medicine and I’m sitting cross-legged in a big leather office chair in front of electric firelight. I stare at the screen in this too-hot room until my eyes do a slow dry burn behind my lids. I only feel the heat in waves. My hands are so cold.

I’m reading erotic post after erotic post and the naked pictures turn me on in a way they haven’t in months. Stray sexual phrases catch my attention where I would’ve ignored them before and I know it’s because I’m too sick to fuck.

I fall down walking up the stairs. I won’t get to see him this weekend, and if I will it’ll be briefly, and we won’t have time. I don’t want him to catch this.

I know if I filled my mouth and throat with the thickness of his cock right now I couldn’t breathe. Not sexy struggling couldn’t-breathe, serious couldn’t-breathe. A part of me doesn’t care.

There is nothing at all sexy about me right now. That’s the worst of it. My lips are chapped and I look like a girl with a cold, which is what I am.

What I want is to get underneath my fluffiest blankets, warm my hands on his skin, and once they’ve lost their chill wrap them both around his shaft and stroke, and lick, and tease until his head falls back on the pillow and his eyes roll back and close and his lips part just enough to let that last breath of release out.

I don’t want him to get sick so I’d have to kiss only below his neck.

The medicine has me fading in and out of consciousness. I know soon after I rest my head on his chest I’ll pass out. Maybe I’ll have a chance to lick his come off my hand or maybe I’ll fall asleep with one hand still curled around his cock. The drugs will wear off in six hours and I’ll be ready for more. I’ll roll over onto my belly; my ass looks good, sick or not. It’s a head cold. There’s nothing wrong with my pussy.

This post is for all of you who criticize sex bloggers for only showing the “perfect” side of sex. To the rest of you, I apologize.