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 #136? 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
The Angel and the Devil
“Upon looking at my creamy white and feeling my soft lips you would think I am an angel.”

How To Approach A Dominant Woman

“Wrong way: Perhaps you know me from my blog….”

Intimate
“Lying back so the full aura from the lamp lights the area in question, I spread my legs and let him see.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Sugar Bank

Editor’s Choice
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Woah. Where has the time gone? No, I’m not gone but I have been on a sort of extended leave. I’m visiting my parents’ and those of you that have been with me for a while know that I do take the occasional call here but only from those I know won’t mind the sub par phone line quality. It’s not horrible but not as clear as I’m used to at home. But never fear friends and fans I will be back to manning (womanning?) my phone sex lines asap.
In the meantime you can prepare yourselves for my return. I’ve finally streamlined the bulk of my website by moving this and that around and posting a couple of stories I’ve written here on the blog (find them by clicking the ‘erotic stories’ category or scroll down). Of course you can always get all worked up for me by listening to my recordings. I promise I will be back to taking everyone’s calls soon and of course I’ll keep you posted right here. Muah!

You knock on the door but there is no answer. Trying the door knob, you find that it’s not locked so you open the door and walk in. My apartment is quiet and cool. You wonder if I’m asleep even though I’d asked you to come over today. You quietly shut the door and head towards my bedroom. The door slightly ajar. The room is dim, but you can see me on the bed with filtered sunlight creating designs on my bare legs. Once your eyes adjust to the light, you notice that I’m lying on my back. My arms are over my head, each hand gripping bars on my iron headboard. My small white panties seem to glow against my pale skin. (Read on …)

The tshirt she wore was long enough to reach her knees. She was standing barefoot in front of the kitchen sink looking out the window. She didn’t even hear him come up behind her. He pressed his body up against her, pinning her to the sink.
“What?” she gasped, startled.
“Shh…I saw you standing here and I couldn’t help myself.”
He was still pressed up against the entire length of her body and she could feel him growing hard.
“Um, I …I don’t think…What are you doing?” she asked.
She felt nervous but at the same time there was also an excited fluttery feeling in her stomach. He didn’t answer. His hands touched her shoulders and slowly slid down her arms. She broke out in goosebumps. He was breathing faster and in a shaky voice he began whispering in her ear. (Read on …)