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Sugasm #85


Sugasm #85

Mon 25th Jun, 07

The best of this weeks blogs by the bloggers who blog them.

This Week’s Picks

A Little Fun at Home (…)

“She surprised herself when her fingers found the actual ice cube melting inside her cunt.”

The Anniversary Present (…)

“But I knew that nothing would be more appropriate to the new path we’ve chosen than a threesome with another man on the night celebrating our wedding so many years ago.”

Girl’s Night In (…)

“Some of us are more conservative than one would have thought, and some of us, it appears from dropped jaws round the table, are less.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

7 Simple Ways to Future-proof Your Blog (…)

Editor’s Choice

My Exam (…)

More Sugasm

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Erotic Writing and Experiences

The Dragonfly (…)

Greedy Eyes (…)

I awoke… (…)

I remember entering the hotel room (… )

It should have been a dream then! (…)

Music & Cock (…)

Party Games Part 2 (…)

Petals….. (…)

The Pirate Captain (…)

Razor Stubble (…)

So good I could almost come (…)

Through the Crack (…)

Yesterday (…)

Sex & Politics

Gay Marriage Survives (…)

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio

Beautiful Agony Video (…)

Betcee May – Nude in Nature (…)

Filthy Food (…)

Sasha Cohen (…)

Wild – Pictorial Presentation (…)

Sex Work

Charlie and the Chocolate Covered Cock (…)

When A Client Dies-Part 1 (…)

BDSM & Fetish

The Back Room (…)

The Control of a Submissive (…)

Happy HNT – Summertime spanking (…)

His kiss (…)

How Was Your Weekend? (…)

I want to hurt you (…)

Painslut (…)

“The Real Reason I Have Long Hair,” smut from the archives (…)

Scenes From My Bedroom – Part 4: Giving up control (…)

Two vingnettes from two scenes (…)

Yanking My Chain (…)

Sex News & Reviews

Coming back with v.2.0 (…)

Featured Fetish Film – Toys For Twats (Nun Fetish, Old, Sacrilege, Yikes) (…)

Fern wood tonight (…)

Half-Nekkid and Playing the Field (…)

How To Make 3 Girls Have An Orgasm (…)

Introducing the Nude Photography of Eva’s Garden (…)

MSNBC and Green Sex Toys (…)

Welcome to Teeny Phone Sex! (…)

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

Daddy Day (…)

Lacking Sexuality (…)

Love and Crush: Confessions (…)

Lunch (…)

More keyword analysis (…)

Slutdom Redefined (…)

Without your input (…)

Picture of Catalina courtesy of Catalina Loves Her Collar.

Published in: on June 25, 2007 at 9:05 pm  Leave a Comment  

Let’s Get Naked on the Internet

Cartoon by Ford Patterson.

In the year that I’ve known Audacia Ray, she has written and published her first book, produced and directed her first porno movie, completed her Master’s Degree, edited several issues of her magazine, and curated an art exhibition. And that’s just the stuff that I know about. It is her book Naked on the Internet: Hookups, Downloads and Cashing in on Internet Sexploration that is the topic of this post, as I am a proud participant in the book’s blog tour.

Naked on the Internet is a highly readable work of cultural history and criticism that examines the avenues for sexual expression and experimentation that have been opened up for women by the Internet. She begins with a brief introduction to her own experiences of everything from Craigslist hookups to DIY porn to posing nude for alt porn websites. Her net credentials established, she moves briskly through an informative overview of women’s history with computers and the Internet.

Then Ms. Ray launches into a subject dear to my heart and loins: online dating. Gentle reader, Goldslut met her beloved C through an online dating/hookup service, and is an enthusiastic advocate of this method of meeting potential loves and lovers. It was over six years ago that I sat late at night, downstairs in my parents’ house, laboring over profiles that expressed the real me, and carrying on furtive email conversations with potential dates. I was about to move and was in a crazy transitional limbo that freed me to experiment and put myself out there in a way that I’d never had the courage to before. And the Internet provided the medium. I pored over websites for sex parties, and considered attending. I experimented with my profiles, making them increasingly more focused on sex. I looked at tons of free Internet porn! I even remember searching for male escorts that serviced women, something I was dismayed to discover was damn hard to find. After many unsatisfying email exchanges with men who either disappeared, creeped me out, or just fizzled, I made a date with an intriguing one. I was upfront from the first communication that I was leaving the area shortly and was looking purely for “short-term fun.” That suited him fine, and our first date lasted half a day, most of which was spent in bed. Two weeks of similar pleasures followed, and despite my move across the country, our sparkage grew. We fanned the flames via email, of course, and eventually dealt with our geographic disadvantage with another move (his). I will be forever grateful to the wiles of the Internet for seducing me into such uncharacteristic behavior. Or I should say, for helping my true character to emerge. Thank you Internet for helping to nurture the delightful slut that I’ve become!

Ray’s book continues, in a frank and personable style, with engaging chapters on female sex bloggers, woman-owned and operated porn sites, opportunities for sex workers on the Internet, women’s online health resources, and a fascinating chapter on developments in cyberdildonics and other forms of virtual sex. She finds just the right balance of serious analysis and commentary with anecdotes and asides, so that one enjoys the intimacy of an engaging voice while learning. The voices of the dozens of women whom she interviewed for the book (Goldslut being among them) also speak with an immediacy and humanity often lacking in works of cultural theory. I was particularly struck by the stories of the first cam girls, young women who decided to let the world into their life via an inexpensive camera broadcasting live on the internet. As chronicled by Ray, the evolution from the early 24/7 life webcams (such as JenniCam, established in 1996), to the more structured home camshows of iFriends cam network (1998), to corporate cam studios where dozens of women pretend that they are in the intimate privacy of home in a manufactured setting, makes a gripping story. The reader experiences the adventurous spirit of these Internet sex pioneers, and appreciates the important distinctions made between independent female innovators and the male-dominated world of corporate online sex. Ray does address the dangers of connecting to sexual partners through the Internet, but she tempers them with a reality check that these concerns are not only the realm of online communities but larger human issues.

If I were to make a criticism, it would be that in attempting to provide the broadest range of experiences and points-of-view on each subject, some sections become overwhelming with an almost dizzying amount of information. In this, I think Ray expresses one of the most frustrating experiences of life on the Internet: information overload. I can sit down to read through my RSS feeds and look up hours later to feel the pressure of time lost and not be able to articulate anything of value that I read. This multiplicity of information and opinions is the Internet, for good and bad.

Ray’s book chronicles women’s travels down the sexier paths of the Information Super Highway, bumps, wrong turns, joyrides, and all. I urge everyone to read Naked on the Internet, the first of a new wave of women’s cultural history that uses the idiom of Internet culture to examine the importance of Internet culture.

Published in: on June 24, 2007 at 2:01 am  Comments (3)  

Good Excuse for Posting Hot Picture Disguised as Cultural Commentary

Rose Petals

You’ve seen this image discussed on a dozen blogs by now, but I need to add my two cents. If you don’t know the story, this is part of a Brazilian advertising campaign for lite yogurt. She’s supposed to be the fat nightmare version of the Mena Suvari fantasy in American Beauty. You can get the story here. I think this woman is gorgeous and very sexy! And I know I’m not the only one from all of the buzz about this.

I just want to point out that in the context of the movie American Beauty the object of fantasy played by Mena Suvari is ultimately rejected by Kevin Spacey’s character. When he actually has the opportunity to seduce her, he realizes that she is a young vulnerable adolescent who reminds him of his daughter, and he recoils from his desire for her. So, in this case, the fantasy of the barely legal skinny girl is exploded. The advertisers are playing on an image that is itself denounced within the context of the movie they are referencing. Dummies! I’ll stick with the luscious, grown-up woman, thank you very much.

Published in: on June 20, 2007 at 11:29 pm  Comments (6)  

The Back Room

I dreamed of the Back Room when I was an awkward, fat adolescent, cut off from the potential of my curvy female body. Late at night, I watched indie movies in which swarthy men groped each other in public bathrooms, or pretty English boys petted each other silently in fear of waking their sleeping dorm-mates in the boys’ school. I jerked myself to sleep with my imaginary cock nestled in the ass of a sweaty man in the Back Room of a club, music pounding, bodies pounding.

After fisting the beautiful boy at the party a few weeks back, I took a well-deserved rest and began to think about making my way homewards. But the beautiful boy and his perfect ass wanted more. I was awed by the hunger of that ass. I had to feed it again. He took my hand and graciously led the way to the Back Room. It’s not an official Back Room… it’s just another room at the party where the men tend to congregate in writhing masses. I sometimes cast a longing gaze there, but belle of the ball that I was, I still felt separate from that room. But with the beautiful boy leading me… the giant dildo in my firm grip… I grabbed the whole bottle of lube from the supply table and swaggered back there in my black leather boots and black underwear, my bare tits swinging.

A hot trans-gal with perky tits and an equally perky cock was being fucked on the bed at the far end of room. Her moans were electrifying. She was surrounded by a crowd of eager men who seemed to be channeling their strength to the man who was actually doing the fucking, experiencing each thrust and moan along with him. A few of them shifted their focus to us, as the beautiful boy nestled himself into a leather sling, wrapping his legs up around the chains, opening his ass to me. I snapped a glove onto my hand and squeezed a stream of lube onto my fingers. He was still so ready from the fisting; my fingers slipped right into his asshole, welcomed back into the warmth of his body. I fucked him with my fingers, slow and hard. The bed was quiet and all attention was on us. A surging crowd of men surrounded us. I eased my fingers out of him and reached for the giant dildo.

I took my time, all too aware of the crowd’s anticipation. And the boy’s anticipation. I poured a stream of lube onto the cock, and gripped it firmly in my fist, making it my own. I eased back into him, and when I felt only welcoming longing, I plunged, burying my giant cock in his ass. In and out, I fucked him with long, hard thrusts, leaning into the sling, my whole body moving the cock I had made mine. His moans of pleasure were so sweet, and I looked into his eyes, gazing into mine with adoration, that I could make him feel so good. I could feel the straining crowd all around me… the hot sweaty men pushing against me, longing to share the physical sensations with us. I thrust my cock again and again into that luscious ass, surrounded by the pressing flesh of men. The beautiful boy’s climactic, joyful shouts brought me back to myself… the only biological female in the room, the center of all the attention. I was there. I was part of it. The Back Room.

Published in: on June 19, 2007 at 12:03 am  Comments (15)  

Sugasm #82

The best of this weeks blogs by the bloggers who blog them.

This Week’s Picks:

Back Surgery and Sex-How do you connect sexually when you can’t connect physically? (…)

“There was no sex. It wasn’t possible.”

A Hard Day’s Play – part 4 (…)

“But all the while, there was the awareness of the runes.”

Unrequited (…)

“The man in question is a friend and sometime fuck-buddy.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

Google Search: &imgtype=face (…)

Editor’s Choice

Coffee (…)

More Sugasm

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Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

The Friday Night Bookstore Crowd (…)

A hundred blowjobs in one night? (…)

Poly & Death (…)

Polyamory from a Lesbian Point of View (…)

“When he was just a word.” (…)

BDSM & Fetish

Goldslut on Top (…)

Featured Fetish – Good Old Fashioned Bondage – YAY! (…)

Flogger Session (…)

Game Type B (…)

Happiness Is A Rosy Bottom (…)

Ownership, sharing and monogamy (…)

Pained need (…)

The power of the Anakin’s paddle (…)

What a weekend it has been… (…)

What vanilla guys can do when they try (…)

Sex Humor

At seventeen (…)

Isn’t That The Thing That Killed The Crocodile Hunter? (…)

Sex Work

Bad Call Breakdown (…)

Found in Translation (…)

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio

Christine Vinson Nude (…)

Danae (Met Models) (…)

Feeders (Tiffany Lynn) (…)

Friday’s Here…Time For Beer!!!!! (…)

Giving Head (video) (…)

Hegre Art’s Latest Nude Photo Shoots (…)

Nella and Simone (…)

Oily (…)

Summer Cummings – Red and Black Boots (video) (…)

Sex News & Reviews

Pocket Rocket Plus Review (…)

Porn Star’s Claims Merit Trooper’s Suspension (…)

Erotic Writing and Experiences

30-again (…)

Casual (…)

Charlie and Bess (…)

The Cock Slayer (…)

First Trip To The Nude Beach (…)

On Living in the Moment… (…)

Put your hands on me…. fantasy friday (…)

A saucy tale (…)

Some Very Lovable Neighbors (4) (…)

Up Against The Wall… (…)

Welcome To School…. (…)

When you need some time to play basketball (…)

Published in: on June 5, 2007 at 10:30 pm  Comments (1)