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Parties, panels and other notable media gatherings FRIDAY 03.30.07 WHAT: George Saunders and Jonathan Lethem at Housing Works WHO: Saunders,…

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Let’s see: How a presidential candidate theoretically might handle his cabinet meetings if he’s elected 20 months from now, or…

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Shame on our otherwise commendable gearhead siblings at Jalopnik! It seems that whenever there’s a NOPI-sponsored auto show/drag racing event, a bikini contest is usually somewhere in the vicinity—and they’re usually the ones who tip us off to this phenomenon. Yet despite their coverage of a qualifying event in Dallas earlier this month, we’re just now finding out about this incredible photo dump featuring over 1,000 pictures of the scantily-clad babes who turned out. Granted, it might have escaped their notice since there’s barely any cars to be seen in the photos, but still we rely on those guys to keep track of any hot rod hotties on our behalf. (That’s because we’re allergic to chrome.) Besides, isn’t finding chicks like, the whole point of driving a sweet car in the first place?

· NOPI Dallas 2007: photos + video (Flickr + Yahoo, via sugarbank.com)
· Related: NOPI Drag and Drift Qualifier in Dallas (Jalopnik)

Previously: NOPI Nationals Bikini Contest, The Fine Art Of Lace Thongs, Off The Hook Bikinis, Australia’s Never-Ending Bikini Season, Beyoncé Rocks The Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue

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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.

- The Provocateur

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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.

- Married Man’s Fucktoy

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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.

- Feminism Without Clothes

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Are We at Our Sexual Limits?

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.

- All About My Hot Sexy Wife

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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.

- Pursuit of Pleasure

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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.

- Erotiterrorist

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Thumbnail by D. Brian Nelson via Candy Poses

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EXCLUSIVE We hear NBC Universal’s iVillage.com will shutter its print magazines including — focus on your breathing — Lamaze Pregancy,…

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