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If your job means crawling into the underbelly of New York nightlife photographing wannabe models and whacked-out club kids, you might think your birthday would be a good time to kick back and enjoy a nice, quiet night at home. If you're Gawker Media's resident smut wrangler Nikola Tamindzic, however, you go the other way and instead turn your birthday party into a wild, free-for-all photo shoot, complete with loud music, free booze and lots of exposed flesh. Taking over the weekly High Voltage party at Sutra Lounge in Manhattan resulted in an excessive amount of touching and rubbing and proved that people will do just about anything when they see a camera in the area. Our videographer Richard Blakeley was also there help to blow out the candles and capture just some of the madness on film. We've had a lot of birthdays in our life, but we never got a present like this.

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Sex bloggers spend their time writing about taking it off and putting it in, so it comes as no surprise that many of them are exhibitionists. Get an eyeful as the show-offs in today's roundup of some of our favorite sex writing on the web this week crash an orgy, pose nude, model panties, and then are shocked—shocked!—when their naked flesh is discovered online.

Keep your eyes peeled (and watch who's looking over your shoulder) with Jefferson after the jump.

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Sex Blog Roundup
by Jefferson

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The Sex Club, Part Two

I laid my towel over the chair, as I would do at any other pool and then sat down. Entirely unsure about the etiquette, I immediately went for my shoes and then socks—because if I was certain of one thing, it was that I wouldn't need these, not here. In a quick glance about the room, I discovered that everybody, absolutely everybody, was naked.

And so I began to disrobe.

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March Madness

I took my caned and punished ass to a fancy museum as an assignment. There's something about stinging welts lingering beneath a dress, red lashes hidden to the public, but catching wafts of air here and there to remind me that I've been marked. Marks that only I know are there, demonstrative that it isn't my ass anymore—it's His and His to mark.

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Good Answer

The most graphic photos ever taken of me would have to be those taken by D. Brian Nelson. When Don emailed me the first of the photos he had taken, I immediately gave him permission to use all of them however he liked.

I also emailed them to my boyfriend so I could share the wonderful pictures that had just been taken of me, as is my usual habit.

When I did so, I felt a twinge of panic.

We have a lot in common, including the fact that we're both exhibitionists. Until last night we have never outright admitted we're exhibitionists, but we are. We both relish the thought of engaging in sexual acts in front of others and being nude in public. We loved the monogamous sex orgies with Katie and Jason. Lauren in particular likes to show her stuff off, whether by wearing form-fitting (and sometimes revealing) clothes, sporting a skimpy bikini, getting naked in the women's locker room at her gym, stripping for me or—and this surprised me to hear—not wearing panties.

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Abuse of Authority

So, I used to be an r.a., that is a live-in dorm assistant, a "dorm mom," if you will.

This was also the period of time when I was actively seeking out pin-up work.

Of course, I should have known that I couldn't keep the two parts of my life entirely separate. I would come home just about every night and close and lock the door and my dormies would hear the whip cracking. On weekends iId stumble in soused with my clothes askew, and those clothes were fishnet and leather and six-inch foot-fetish Mary Janes.

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BDSM Beach, Part Nine

"I can't do it," Alisha said. "There is no way. I'm going to have to tell Kevin I can't do it."

"If you do that, you'll have to leave!" Cassie said.

Alisha looked out at the crowd. "Are you telling me you can do it?"

Cassie didn't know what to say. That was the question, wasn't it? She and Alisha looked out at the large gathering of men and women standing around the stage in the bar. It was nighttime, which meant over half of them were drunk already. The crowd was made up of college students like Alisha and Cassie, but right now they looked wild and savage.

"Contest starts in 10 minutes," a voice announced over the loudspeaker.

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Thumbnail by D. Brian Nelson via Candy Poses

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