Originally written by qDot for mmorgy.com

Fellow Sexy Geek Annalee Newitz has an article on Wired about the current Machinima craze, mainly focusing on the Lionhead Studios game The Movies.

Funny thing is, we're mentioned as the "Alternative"! From the article:

Fans of machinima porn are advised to look elsewhere [Ed. Note: That's US! We're ELSEWHERE! Wheeee!] for their fix, because The Movies players just aren't making any -- at least, not for public consumption. Molineux won't allow any machinima to appear on The Movies Online that might be perceived as obscene. "If somebody tries to remake Star Wars and has Han Solo doing something disgusting, that's a problem," he said. Modder Ashton echoed Molineaux's sentiments, adding that anti-video-game attorney Jack Thompson's lawsuits have him spooked. "Our mods won't let you do anything explicit, like create naked characters," he said. "It's all very proper."

Interesting reasoning for why there's no lovin' features in the movies. Don't understand why Thompson's lawsuits scare them though, those have all been on violence (I'm sure war movies will have no problems on The Movies site).

Make love, not war, people!

Holy crap, I sound like a hippy.

Originally written by qDot for mmorgy.com

Leaving the comfy world of MMO Sex Theory, we're now scouting out into new, uncharted territories... That we've actually charted into before, but, well, we didn't have a category for it then, and we do now.

So, look to MMOrgy for upcoming stories all about polygonal nudey films and pictures. Hawt!

Virtual Reality Sex Machine

Looks like the Interactive Fleshlight's got some competition!

Unlike the IF, which I assume is not experiencing strong sales since their software link has been broken for months, the VRSM actually comes with software! So, you and your sexy air pressure gauge can take to pumpin' away at your machine while you watch polygonal boobs and ass shake on screen to your motions.

The VRSM is around $40 cheaper than the IF too, you can pick one up here.

I smell a driver hacking project...

Via a lovely reader who emailed me because we've obviously been short on content lately. I luv u, reader who will remain anonymous.

Originally written by Camzet for mmorgy.com

Ever wonder about those guys who need a guiding hand?

Do you see them scamper by in the Underground, half dressed with a come hither look and a lilt in their walk?

Is there fear in their eyes as you screw them with a giant pink monster, but only because you might stop?

I caught one recently... fairly easy thing to do, considering he bent over so easily.

As we walked, I took the pretty boy and put a lovely pink dress on him. He nearly creamed the front of it with joy and gratitude. "Oh Ma'am!" he cried, "please may I keep it?" He practically shook with need.

How could I resist such pleading. "Of course you can girl.. Just please me well." Oh he promised he would.. but those pink girls can sometimes be a handful. To make him sure of his place, I had the girl crawl the rest of the way home. The dress he was wearing, fluttering sweetly as his hips and thighs moved.

We got back to my place and the girl started misbehaving.. Give them the slightest bit of kindness and they start to demand too much. My red monster.. though now dyed pink for this occaision.. came out and into my hand. "See this girlie?" I waved it in his face. "This whole thing is going in your ass now." It's so delicious when their eyes light up in fear.. and need.

Please Ma'am, please Ma'am! I heard him cry as I slammed the pink monster home, though I'm not quite sure if he really wanted me to stop. The pink girl's sweet cries were music to my ears with each thrust of my hips.

Throwing the bitch down to the floor, I demanded the slut's tongue delve deep in my ass. "Lick it well slut and I may just ream your girlie ass again." Squirming under me, he quickly complied, his tongue questing and teasing me.

"Such a good girl you are!" I moaned as the slut's tongue swirled hard in my asshole. My knees weak from such talent, I fell over his face, ass still perched over his face.

Shuddering in orgasm, I ripped the dress off his girlie body, "No need of this now slut." I fucked him hard with the pink monster, my thrusting frenzied as I finished orgasming.

Damn girlie slut kept looking at me with eyes filled with need, begging me to let him cum. Satisfied with him, I allowed him the pleasure on one condition. "Slut.. I'll let you cum, but you'll do it in your new dress. I want the cum stains showing the world what a dirty girl you are."

As soon as the slut orgasmed, and all over my clean floors, I kicked his pink girlie ass out on the streets.

Originally written by Isabelle Pavlova for mmorgy.com

Note: This entry is by one of our new authors. However, I'm having some problems adding new authors tonight, so until qDot can fix it, please note that the correct author isn't listed on the post.

How much sex can a girl have in a virtual world in 30 minutes?

Fortunately for you, I happen to have exactly 30 minutes to kill, and I’m about to find out. Before I head into Second Life looking for love, first, let me tell you a few things about me. I’m a woman, a long-time gamer and in my sexual prime. This means that I’ve probably done it all, and what I haven’t done, I either plan on doing or have already decided against. I’m super comfortable with sex, my sexuality and talking with men.

How this will transfer to a cyber world? It’s anyone’s guess.

I’ve already created my Second Life character and purchased her a few clothes, nothing too spectacular or over the top. My clothing says, “Yeah, I’m sexy,” but remains shy of the “Don’t I look like I want to have sex?” look. I want the focus to be on me, not the lacy wonder I just picked up over at PixelDolls. The clothes I’m wearing, which I also got there, fit me, my needs and my mood better. At this point in my life, like men in their primes, it’s all about me. What can you do for me? I need a man that can turn ME on, and while I’m sure to reciprocate – there’s nothing quite like the thought of six, seven or eight inches of stiff somewhere in the world with my name on it (the closer, the better) – I want him to focus on me, not what my lingerie can do for him. I’m probably kidding myself, but there you go. That’s what it’s like in your prime.

Second Life, surprisingly, is new to me. Sure, I know about it, but I haven’t played it yet other than to create my character.

I land in the world, coincidentally near a man. I say, “Hello.” He looks at me, and then ignores me. I look for the little green dots – other people – on the horizon. A friend in a MU* IM’s me to say that he’s been hit on seven times in the last couple of minutes. I fly, find myself a dance club, and drop down. There’s probably 15 people here. This is exactly what I’ve been looking for.

Wow. Suddenly, I feel crazy awkward. It’s hard to look like you’re available when you can’t even figure out how to lean seductively on a couch let alone dance. I IM a friend of mine, the same one who’s getting all kinds of action in the MU*. “Oh,” he says, “I know those people. I’ll be right there.”

I’m 16 minutes into my first sexual adventure, and I’m already being saved.

It takes 7 for minutes for him to teach me how to dance (find the ball above the dance floor and touchit). Once I start dancing, I’m nearly out of time.

How much sex can a woman have in a virtual world in 30 minutes? Not much, unless the woman in question has learned the rules of the world first.

Imagine walking into a bar – any bar – and not knowing how to perform any of the social conventions or body movements you take completely for granted: how to order a drink, where to sit, how to start dancing. A situation that was once common, becomes complex as you learn the nuances of the MMO that you’re in.

Next time: How much sex can a woman have in a virtual world in 60 minutes?