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Backseat Imagination: his response to The Taxi Sex Experiment

February 18, 2026 Mr. X Leave a comment

A perfect woman in a swimsuit walks down the street after sex in the backseat of a taxi. Dear Department of Transportation:

Imagine a taxi. Make it a seductive little conveyance on four wheels. Deck it out with leather seats, furry little balls lining the roof, neon plates…. Now imagine me in the backseat. I’m wearing a dark linen suit and a white shirt with a few buttons undone. Is that the hint of a hard-on you see outlined against the fabric at my crotch? Imagine that, and a hard-on it will be. Imagine me riding without a destination, taking my time, checking out the women in their summer dresses as they glide past my windows. Imagine the high heels and the short slit skirts. Remember that hard-on you were imagining? You don’t have to imagine it anymore. Consider the hard-on a fact. Continue reading Backseat Imagination: his response to The Taxi Sex Experiment →

The Photo Experiment

February 9, 2026 Mr. X 3 Comments

A beautiful wife looks at her naked body in the mirror as if posing for an erotic photo. My Little Exhibitionist,

I hope you’ve put that sexy bodysuit to good use since we last wrote. Somehow I imagine that in putting it to good use, you also put that body of yours to use, and that now the suit has become like a second skin you wear as you prowl the night like some new erotic superheroine who leaps from bedroom to bedroom like a cat. I loved the thought of you cavorting naked around that dressing room – loved it so much that I’ve probably spent too much time thinking about it. So now I’m going to be greedy – perhaps too greedy. I want you naked again, completely. At this point I believe I would do almost anything for a glimpse of your bare flesh, but I’ve made these damned promises of anonymity. Fine. So be it. I will keep to my promises, but I am not jealous (how could I ever presume to be jealous?), and so if my eyes are not to feast upon you, then I want others – others besides that shopgirl you modeled for – to feast, and feast, and feast. Continue reading The Photo Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Changing Room Experiment

February 2, 2026 Mr. X 3 Comments

A hot woman shows her sexy body in a changing room. Dear Intrepid Voyager,

You want to know who that lone stranger in the basement of the sex shop was in your last experiment? It was me. And I’m still there, waiting, waiting, passing time by imagining all the adventures you and your new sex toy have managed to share since then. Please tell me you’re bringing your toys back to play with me.

Meanwhile, while I wait, I have a another project for you. Summer is coming, and I want you to go shopping: for lingerie, a body suit, a camisole, or a teeny bikini – something a woman puts on intending to take it off quickly. Continue reading The Changing Room Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Sex Shop Experiment

January 2, 2026 Mr. X Leave a comment

Dear Beautiful Loser,

I loved hearing about your (losing but winning) sex adventure out on the town with your husband. I would have loved to be there at the bar, sidling up close to you and considering the possibilities. But then I’ve promised to remain at a distance (alas), although I do occasionally come across you in unexpected ways. For example, I was at a party last night and your name came up in relation to some of the work you’ve been doing. I played dumb, of course, and said I’d only met you once or twice…but had found you charming. What would’ve given me away, if anyone was paying attention, was the bulge in my pants that had appeared so emphatically that I feared it would rise clear out of my pants and walk off to order its own drink. We both needed a drink right about then. You do that to a man. Continue reading The Sex Shop Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Bar Game Experiment

December 26, 2025 Mr. X 1 Comment

Dear Fondled Femme Fatale,

Oh how I would have liked to rub my hands up the inside of your thighs, spreading oil out to your edges. And yes, I considered presenting myself as your masseur if you’d asked, but I wasn’t sure I could pull it off without giving myself away, and then I’ve promised you to remain a tall, dark stranger. In the end you seem to have chosen quite well on your own. Continue reading The Bar Game Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Full Body Massage Experiment

December 17, 2025 Mr. X 2 Comments

Dear Delightfully Daring Lady,

You’re surpassing all my expectations, and I can’t stop imagining you splayed across your couch – legs wide, sex glistening. In my mind the image is like some 19th century French painting, and I wish I was there with my easel and brushes to capture your naked flesh for future schoolboys stuck in museums (part of the fantasy, of course, is that I would actually know how to paint). I’d call it: “Nude in the Afternoon: Upon Having a Lesbian(ish) Encounter in a Supermarket.” In any case, I hope your legs have stayed splayed and that your mind is thinking ahead towards more lusty adventures. Continue reading The Full Body Massage Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Business Card Experiment

December 5, 2025 Mr. X 11 Comments

Dear Mrs. Fantasy,

I can’t stop thinking about your orgy fantasy. As I walk down the street, every woman is you, and I let my eyes run over their breasts, their hips, their legs…. I pretend you’re naked before me, and then I slip into your orgy fantasy: your eyes are fixed with lust on your husband’s cock, and on the heaving breasts all around us, and I am behind you with some other man, having shed my clothes. My body is pressing up against yours, and you feel my cock tracing a line across the small of your back, then across your firm ass as it arches up towards me, and then my dick slips down between your legs, and although you do not know who it is behind you – you reach back to place a hand on my chest but do not turn to investigate further – we’re both too far gone to do anything but fuck, and fuck, and let our bodies be drawn down towards the floor as others watch with lust and envy. Continue reading The Business Card Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Sex Fantasy Experiment

November 24, 2025 Mr. X Leave a comment

Dear Little Exhibitionist,

How I would have liked to see you taunting your delivery boy. I can imagine that he’s still masturbating to the memories of the sight of you, and the extended sex fantasy the memories must inspire. I know I still am. I’ve promised to remain anonymous, and I will remain anonymous, but how I would have loved to run my hand up the inside of your soft thigh as you wore that little robe of yours. I would have loved to watch your husband pulling it from you, too full of desire to be shocked by your audacity anymore, and then to have watched him take you towards explosions with his tongue. And maybe you would have glanced across the room and seen me (the bastard) standing there, but you wouldn’t have said anything. You would have shut your eyes and groaned with your own pleasure, and the pleasure of what you were doing to us both. But enough of that…. Continue reading The Sex Fantasy Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The Delivery Man Experiment

November 17, 2025 Mr. X 2 Comments

Dear Lady X,

I loved reading your sexy e-mail, and I hope I’m not going too far if I say that I am one of the many men you’ve made hard over the past few days. I didn’t know what to expect from this experiment, but since it started I have hardly been able to think of anything else. But please be reassured: I give you my word that I will always remain discreet, and I promise again that as desirable as I find you, this is not some secret plot to get you into bed myself. I promise to remain at a distance. So with that out of the way…“dare” it is!

Good news. You’re ordering delivery for dinner tonight. Chinese, Indian, pizza – whatever you’re in the mood for. Hell, extra cheese if you’d like. Easy, right? Here’s the catch, and please follow these instructions step by step: explain your husband that you feel like ordering out, and then you make the call yourself. Continue reading The Delivery Man Experiment →

Mr. X, The Sex Experiment

The First Sex Experiment

November 10, 2025 Mr. X 14 Comments

Dear Mrs. X,

This is your first sex experiment. Today you will not wear panties or a bra. You will wear a blouse open at the collar, and you will not wear stockings. If your husband occasionally sees you dressing, he must not see you today. Let the skirt be long enough to make you feel comfortable, but it should not go past the knee. This is imperative. As you slide it up over your hips, feel the nakedness of your thighs, feel your ass naked against the fabric of the skirt. Then, if you can, sit before a mirror. Spread your legs until you can see your pussy, but do not touch. You should simply understand how easy it would be to expose you. Then the blouse. Feel your breasts as you button it, and then, the erotic sensation of your nipples against the fabric. Will it be cotton? Or silk? I wish you would tell me. And then I will insist: high heels today, but again, not so high as to make you feel uncomfortable. I want you to feel sexy, to feel it in your legs, your groin, your hips, your chest, the power you have over a man. Continue reading The First Sex Experiment →