Sugasm #106

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #107? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.

Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks

5 Advanced Deep Throat Techniques

“Suck your man’s penis into your throat, and, while it is deep in, start to hum.”

MILF = Men I’d Like to Fuck

“He knows my body p e r f e c t l y and knows exactly how to make me squirm with pleasure and always knows the right thing to say.”

Reconciling Desire & Reality (part 2)

“The excitement of sharing her, the excitement of my arousal THEORETICALLY should mean a heightening of our own sex life.”

Mr. Sugasm HimselfOur fearless leader tells me he’s crazy busy so I’m presenting one from the vaults.

The Six Types of Porn Movie (and How To Get Into Them)

Editor’s Choice

Primed

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Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

I’ll assume i’m on the naughty list

I'll assume i'm on the naughty list

Hardly long after the last plastic Lil Orphan Annie mask is discarded and the final Necco wafer has been scarfed at the conclusion of Halloween, are we suddenly inundated with the festive vandalism of Christmas green and red decorations stapled all over every disgruntled employee, surface and product. Coinciding this forced change of colors, i begin to receive the first of many requests from friends and relatives wanting me to compose my yuletide wishlist.

I don't care for this task whenever i receive it for two succinct reasons.

The first being that i don't like to accumulate "things". I long ago abandoned my childhood hobbies of collecting stamps, business cards and fossils. A half dozen years or so ago, i relinquished my shelves of most of my CD's, books and DVD's - a near total purge of my vast collection. My bare bones media library now consists of those options i turn to regularly, with views, reads or listens in the dozens or more for each that remain. I'm loathe to fill up a list with titles of movies that i will invariably only watch once or twice just so someone can include me in their holiday shopping.

The second reason i abhor this task is that the objects i would really want to ask for would most likely trigger Mr. Claus' (notoriously sensitive) naughty alarms, which would then result in not only me not getting these gifts, but me also suffering the intense, scornful gaze from family members at the eggnog bowl due to my audacious request. Let me state what might be the obvious: the items on this list would receive exponentially more use than all of the Da Vinci Code copies i've opened with a quickly following grimace ever did.

It's for this reason and because i don't feel i'll receive the same judgmental scrutiny here on my own site that i jot down the following "If-i-could-ask-for-anything-Xmas-list".

Dear Sanity Clause*,
I've been a really decent (and by decent i mean i have actually helped more elderly ladies across the street than those i've pushed down the stairs - i'm kidding!) boy this year, and i hear you reward those of us who are on our best behavior. Please find the following list of items as gentle suggestions to what i'd like to receive as payment for my year-long decency.

At the top of my list:
Ballet boots - I'd like a pair of Mary Janes, Gwendoline knee-high's, Justine thigh-high's - all patent black leather - and one pair of white patent Wanda's. Women's size US 81/2. Most of these can be found here.

Continuing on:
Latex gear - Corsets, hobble skirts, catsuits, mitts, straightjackets, inflatable butterfly gags, mummy bags, and hoods. I'm quite fond of the items at http://www.marquis.de/ and http://www.demask.com/, but i'm sure i'm not telling you anything you don't already know

Vacuum beds - These are a must-have item to properly store your toys, St. Nick. I leave you the following two illustrations that demonstrate what i mean.















Chick-wrapper - Kind of self explanatory, but i wouldn't want to deprive you of a proper image to stimulate your imagination. I thought the festive green color of the wrap was a nice touch from the folks at http://www.houseofgord.com/, don't you?




Fucking machine - i recently wrote about my passion for these here. Feel free to leave a comment if you're moved to, i love the feedback. Well, here's another photographic example of one of my favorite models, ms. mila from Insex.




This set-up is pretty close to the one i'd like, so there's no need to really go into detail when PD nearly perfected the arrangement.

The rest: (i can make just a quick list of them. I know you're busy, and i don't want to appear greedy)

a St. Andrew's Cross

a suspension frame

female chastity belt

1,000 yards of jute, hemp or cotton rope

a selection of gags, ring, inflatable, dental, etc.

2 pair of Large black leather police gloves

2 pair of Large black leather driving gloves



Oh, and one last thing, for the lass, a corset dress from Vollers.

I know it's a long list, do what you can with it. I'll make sure to leave some milk and cookies out because that's the kind of sport i am.

Happy Noel,
Deity

p.s. it's been a long year, i'm sure you're already exhausted, and it's not even December yet. Why don't you pick out something for you and Mrs. Bowl full o'jelly here. Go on, you deserve it.

*my sincerest apologies to the Marx Brothers, who i hold in the highest of esteem

Sugasm #104

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #105? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Awkward Sex Attempts (and Other Common Experiences)
“This put a slight damper on the “sexy” feelings I was trying to work up.”

Do You Want Me To Call You A Whore?
“Who doesn’t like having their hair pulled during sex?”

Two Fer
“Neither of us heard the front door open when Jason’s roommate came home.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Girls and Guns

Editor’s Choice
Being a Feminist in the sex industry

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BDSM & Fetish
Fucking machines

Fucking machines

As much as i would like to release a manifesto raging against the encroachment of industrialized automatons on our organic lives, this thesis, unfortunately, isn't it. Rather, i shall use my stores of energy to scribe a long tome to the phenomenon that has entrenched itself deeply in the world of kink:

the fucking machine

...as in a contraption manufactured to administer a solid and righteous sexual penetration. Now, loosely defined, a device can satisfy the basic guidelines needed to qualify as a machine if it has " rigid moving parts that perform or assist in performing some work". Quite frankly, a wooden spoon could qualify as a machine. Clearly, we are not interested in fetishizing the creation of puddin', so the common, ordinary, basic kitchen supplies won't be the focus of this essay. Following along these rigid lines, it goes without saying (and yet, ironically, it goes said) that i do not mean to also discuss vibrators and other masturbatory contrivances. Surely, these are fucking "machines", but most commonly are auto-administered. What i find most exciting and enthralling are those gadgets devised to target the female genitalia when the proprietor of said erogenous zones is restrained and unable to stop this encroachment.

I don't care much for those Deus Ex Fuckina's like this or this where the girl largely straddles the apparatus and let's the vibrations deliver her to O-town. Mind you, when i say "i don't care", i mean, i get very little pleasure from witnessing this act. I'm all for a girl taking the business end of these toys and shoving them all up in their business. However, what i prefer is when she's bound, THEN fucked. There is something quite moving in anchoring a girl to complete suspended animation, with her parts prone, only to slowly dissolve her into a pile of vibrating, screwed gelatin, unable to move away from her penetrator, let alone decide when she's had enough.

It's at this point where i pause and ponder the accumulated imagery i have that forms the footnoted citations of my viewpoint. I look over the black (well, grey as i draft it) wall that i've scribbled on and wonder if i've accomplished the proof of my thesis. What, you may ask, is my thesis? And i would respond by speaking to the empty air that lies around me (as i try not to notice that i'm talking out loud to a keyboard and monitor) with the same single word my thesis often inhabits:

Why?

To view a female who has submitted to being bound in an open and vulnerable position, only to have a mechanical device simulate the act of a rather hard and rough coupling, represents to me about as clear a no-brainer stimuli that exists. But, i have a responsibility to acknowledge that my perspective is one much more exposed to these sort of renderings than others. Therefore, i recognize i must offer my reader something more than just a long casual chat about motorized sex contraptions. To some people there is no such thing as a casual chat about this subject.

I myself have never owned or used one. I have been witness to a few live sessions and have viewed countless videos of the same kind. The basic formula that never fails to arouse is as such:

Girl led in and bound
+
pistoning engine with a dildo attachment positioned at chosen orifice
+
initiation of sequential mechanical humping
---------------------------------
girl becomes extension of machine

And that's the key, i believe. Any number of tweaks to the three components can occur, but only tweaks. Their basic anatomy must remain in order for the expressed sum to materialize.

girl becomes extension of machine

Even as i type that, i feel a growth of arousal. I'm not physically touching her, in fact, i'm specifically avoiding that, in order not to taint the assimilation. I am positioning her then abandoning her to the electrical device pounding into her immobile cunt. In the few times i've seen this in person, i'd watch as the somewhat startled girl vanished, leaving behind a copulating humanoid, and then i myself would leave. I'd go into a neighboring room, not too far, so that i could still hear the sounds of the air puffing out of the engine, and the real prize:

the occasional grunt and moan of a die-cast lifeform.