But a closer look reveals that there's something familiar about this group of men, as if we may have seen them somewhere... maybe in a history book or something? And then it hits you. This beautiful woman is having her way with all the presidents of the United States of America.

What's it all about? Justine's artist's statement makes her goals pretty clear:

I paint myself having sex with the U.S. Presidents in chronological order. I am interested in humanizing and demythologizing the Presidents by addressing their public legacies and private lives. The presidency itself is a seemingly immortal and impenetrable institution; by inserting myself in its timeline, I attempt to locate something intimate and mortal. I use this intimacy to subvert authority, but it demands that I make myself vulnerable along with the Presidents. A power lies in rendering these patriarchal figures the possible object of shame, ridicule and desire, but it is a power that is constantly negotiated

Justine, consider yourself officially Crush Objected.

· Justine Lai (justinelai.com)

· Eroti-glass by Wilson (theycallmewilson.webs.com)

• Le Chagrin (chagrin.tumblr.com, via Indie Nudes)
• Thumbnails via Explicité + Claude Fauville + Nestor Alvarez Zeballo @ chagrin.tumblr.com

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by Jefferson

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Like

"I like sex with you," he whispered as my screams faded from his bedroom.

I repeated it back to him as I leaned panting on the crumpled comforters. His fingertips dug into my hips as he started pulling me back into him again. I threw my hair back and turned to catch him out of the corner of my eye. His body moved in rhythmic thrusts, pumping into me.

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I Have Fallen In Love With A Bisexual Boy

We had the guesthouse to ourselves. I made us both a drink and we sat together on a big ugly couch to watch "Gone in 60 Seconds." At first we sat on separate sides. Then I pulled my Cyrus (trademarked) move and lay across the couch so my head was in his lap.

Then I pulled another Cyrus move (patent pending) and told him to face away from me so I could massage him. I rubbed the bisexual knots out of his back and swirled my hands over his sexually confused shoulder blades. He turned me around and massaged me after I was done.

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Molly's Diary: Unyielding

The feeling of a hand, reaching into my throat, and tugging at my guts with the undeniability of a runaway tractor-trailer barreling down a long, straight grade or a jackhammer cutting through steaming pavement right outside my window

Is it possible to want so deeply, to need so much? Is it survivable, this degree of longing?

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Random Encounters and Meaningless Adventures

About a week back Jonna made it fairly clear that she wants me to fuck her. I've been sort of avoiding her since I have such mixed feelings. I have no passion for her. If she wasn't such an obedient slut, I would just ignore her. On Sunday I was really horny, so I invited her over.

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Three Days, Three Guys, Part Two

I brought a bottle of champagne and some killer bud as a present, but I had another present in mind.

After much TV watching and catching up on the latest drunken stories, I couldn't take it anymore. I sat closer to him, and started touching his knee. After many conversational hints and no response, I finally said, "You know, you're the hardest person to flirt with because I never know how you're going to react to things."

He immediately went into apology mode, and was like, "Dude, when I'm stoned I don't pick up on anything."

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See also: Sugasm #135: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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by Jefferson

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Radar Love

As I nuzzled her neck and kissed her shoulders, my hands ran over her body. I kissed my way down her chest and belly, her legs spread and I continued kissing on down between her legs. This was certainly a welcome gift and I enjoyed her with lavish abandon. I had her hand me one of her vibes and used it and my tongue to tease and toy her. Alternating between fucking her with it while I tongued her clit and buzzing her and licking her at the same time, I'm not sure who was enjoying it more. Pianti stroked my cock as I did it since that was how I was positioned and it only egged me on in my fervor. Finally Pianti could take no more and was coming beneath my mouth.

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Return to DV8-tion

After a general appeal for boy nudity, I humbly volunteered and found myself bound, face down, ass up, and pretty much used as a casual punching bag by everyone, as far as I could tell. They were very nice gang, actually and didn't do too much damage. Silly things. Then Goose (I think) made the generous suggestion that Cherry and I get tied together for some gang-on-gang abuse and it was quickly done.

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Sharing Kinks

I was lying in bed and Lorali was having a little slut practice to work on her deepthroating skills. I was providing my usual helpful coaching: commenting on her technique, encouraging her to get dirtier and sloppier, pushing her to get the whole thing down her throat, calling her dirty names to inspire her, and so forth. It suddenly occurred to me that, given her kinks, it might add to her pleasure if I snapped a few pictures of her sucking my cock. Regardless of how badly they turned out as photographs, perhaps the mere act of my taking them to document her performance would inspire her to new heights of porn slutness. I told her to hand me her camera phone.

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Things That Shouldn't Happen In the Living Room

I was still standing in the middle of the living room, my eyebrows doing acrobatics as I watched my owners discuss the idea, and waited for them to tell me it was just a joke. My lady looked up at me and said, "Skirt off, please."

I obeyed reluctantly, but silently and immediately, undoing the drawstring of the casual denim skirt. "Are you really serious?" I asked her.

"Yes." She smiled again, and then looked to my owner. "It's a good idea, right? This will be great for the blog."

"Oh, absolutely," he replied. "Go ahead, do whatever you want with her."

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Go Ahead and Lick It Up

I dropped to my knees in front of her, licking her pussy, my tongue tasting the combined cum of her and her recent lover, the sweat and juices that they had shared. She moaned as I licked, and suddenly I felt this pressure in my groin as my cock started to stiffen, but was facing the resistance of the tight leather thong, which held me tight. I moaned and reached for my cock, rubbing it through the leather.

"Uh-uh" Melissa purred, "No touching yourself."

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The Search Continues

It didn't take O long to start groping me. I had been home for approximately three minutes, after work on Friday. He pushed me toward the stairs, rubbing his crotch against me from behind. I headed toward our bedroom when he suddenly grabbed me and pushed me into the guest bedroom instead.

Clothes were off in no time. I ran off to grab a sex toy and returned. I run like a kid when I'm naked. Extra happy and playful.

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See also: Sugasm #134: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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by Jefferson

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Midnight Mischief, Part Two

The door closed with a quiet click and I heard the floorboards creak as someone made their way across the room towards my bed. My body tensed with a mixture of fear and excitement. A squeak of bedsprings and a slight movement was enough to tell me that there was someone sitting at the bottom of my bed. For a moment nothing happened I began to think I was perhaps imagining things but just as I began to relax, I felt the sheets being lifted from my legs and a hand on the smooth skin of my inner thigh.

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Work In Progress

I sit on the table, and let my skirt rest above my knees...my mid-calf boots in their black, high-heeled splendor, dangle just above the ground.

She uses her hips to push my thighs apart. This table is the perfect height; I can feel her cock grazing the black lace panties that I wore tonight, being optimistic that she wouldn't object to sex on the first date.

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It's Hot!

Last night Hank and I decided to try out the new KY brand Yours & Mine lube. I slinked into bed and dripped some onto my fingers, reaching down and sliding the lube around my clit and lips and just outside my already-wet hole, leaned back, and waited while Hank freshened up.

Soon I felt a delicious warm sensation, starting where I put the lube first, and spreading - how intriguing!

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A Wretch Like Me

It felt so good when he initially began to twist skin between his fingers, a determined clockwise rotation of hardening nipples that had me arching my spine and shivering convulsively. Later i noticed him pressing with extended thumbs so to invert the fleshy knobs back into the meat of my breast, pushing back against my breastbone, kneading firm milky tissue with serious intent.

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Friday Night (In) Lights: A Memory

He followed my upstairs, vodka on his breath, hands on the small of my back, my legs, my ass. We stumbled together into his apartment drunk on one another, and his rough, large hand traveled up my thigh and under my skirt, search for that inviting wetness. He kissed me deeply, finding it.

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After

I knew that something inside me had snapped when I heard my own voice: the desperate begging in that little girl voice and the gasping, hyperventilating sobs. I wasn't there consciously. He brought me to that place and I fell backwards in time until I was at my most vulnerable place, somewhere completely exposed and defenseless.

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by AlwaysArousedGirl

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Down the Hatch

As I worked on him, I remember a technique a friend told me a gay guy taught her her once, basically all it involved was moving your head back and forth pretty fast, I wish I could describe it better, but it did the job. It went from your average blow-job to Mark's legs tensing up giving me the que that he was going to explode and explode he did, a hot wash of cum made it's way down my throat and I secretly patted myself and my friend's gay pal on the back.

I put a lot of pressure on myself regarding blowjobs, I live in small pond and the last thing I want getting around is that I give head!

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Diary of a Futa (part 2)

I bounced on my toes a little and giggled as I watched the flared mushroom head bob up and down.

But still, as much fun as I had been having with this penis, I was ready for it to go away now. How was I going to go to class with this thing!?! Aside from my worries that it would be way too distracting during lecture; what the heck was I going to wear? It certainly wasn't going to fit into my tight girl jeans - those just aren't made to accommodate penises - especially when they don't seem to want to get soft. And I certainly couldn't wear a skirt, I could just picture how silly I would look with this penis sticking out of my skirt, holding it up.

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with a cock in your mouth, you speak in labials

Still hovering near indecision, we kissed, and as we kissed, my consuming thought was this: how long must I wait before it would be appropriate for me to draw off this man's disconcertingly silky drawers and lick his dick? There was an etiquette for such situations, I vaguely recalled, though I could not remember what exactly it was. I did not want to be impolite, but on the inside I wanted little more than to rampage like a Hun and cut a straight swath southward to this man's cock.

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Property on Display

i took a shoe from the drawer and smelled and licked it and sucked the heel as i played with my clit a little bit. Still fantasizing, now about being on display at one side of a big playroom, following Your instructions to reveal different parts of my body, listening to people talking about me like i wasn't there. Hands reaching out to touch and pinch my nipples, to spread my ass cheeks and inspect me.

i slid the toe of the shoes between my legs and used it to rub my clit as i tugged on the clothespins on my nipples and continued to fantasize. The scene i kept coming back to was just that moment of You casually offering me up to another for use.

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See also: Sugasm #130: The best of this week's blogs by the bloggers who blog them (sugasm.com)

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