The Sex Experiment | Alix James | Mentions https://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/alix-james/activity/mentions/ Activity feed mentioning Alix James. Sun, 13 Sep 2026 22:00:43 +0000 https://buddypress.org/?v= en-US 30 hourly 2 27283b44a6447b0ea56049f0420de4ae Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/20295/#acomment-20300 Fri, 22 Apr 2016 00:12:14 +0000 Oh my god, I don’t even know how to answer that question. I have a LOT of posts here over the years.

My very very first “writing” here started out as a post of a fantasy idea that turned into a collaborative writing with @alix-james. @him Mr X, I cannot find Professor-in-Law in the Forum??

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In reply to - ]]> 7b25d01ed239b4ac864fdd9c3ee77829 Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/20281/#acomment-20284 Mon, 18 Apr 2016 17:11:40 +0000 @alix-james these are quite lovely but now I am wanting your lips….

In reply to - Alix James posted an update in the group Erotic Photos Mr Goodcock...I have to applaud your efforts. I have been somewhat inactive on this site for the past little bit, but I know how thankless it might sometimes seem to keep the conversation going around these parts, so I wanted to express my appreciation for much of what you have shared! I don\'t have a picture of my lips at hand (although they might be somewhere on this site), but I DID want to offer my OWN small collection of inspiring images. This particular collection has to do with a real live, professional woman who - undoubtedly like a fair number of women on this site (and or the men in their lives) - appreciates wearing stockings and frilly little bits of sexy fabric UNDER their work clothes. This particular woman has a Tumblr site where she so graciously shares with the world both the OUTSIDE and INSIDE perspectives on how she likes to express her femininity on an almost daily basis! I, for one, greatly appreciate and am fully supportive of her efforts! Without further ado... I give you a sample from Mrs. Highclass in Highheels ( http://highclass-in-highheels.tumblr.com )! Including a small revelation of her kinky side! Can you find it? [bpfb_images] 410_0-77153900-1460998337_tumblr_o19p7extnj1u49cm5o1_1280.jpg 410_0-58978900-1460998338_tumblr_o19p7extnj1u49cm5o2_1280.jpg 410_0-96174100-1460998338_tumblr_o19p7extnj1u49cm5o3_1280.jpg 410_0-22674500-1460998339_tumblr_o29xld2vnl1u49cm5o4_1280.jpg 410_0-29689400-1460998339_tumblr_o29xld2vnl1u49cm5o3_1280.jpg [/bpfb_images] ]]> 1dd564af62ed7cf558a0033521b71999 Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/13095/#acomment-13164 Sun, 26 Jan 2014 13:02:57 +0000 @alix-james, @luis, @lake : okay I will try to give everyone what they want.

In reply to - Mallory replied to the topic Untitled For Now in the forum Erotic Collaborations NICOLE AND ALEX - PLANNING ABOUT RACHEL Alex finishes dressing, putting in the notch to his belt, and then putting his jacket back on. Still staring at the naked body sprawled across his office floor, he playfully whips his tie across her ass. She moans. He bends down to turn her over. She winces and moans again. "Did I hurt you?" he looks at her more closely and asks anxiously. She nods, "Lotion doesn't ... work........as well." "Come on, let's go home and I'll take care of you. I'm sorry, Sweetheart, I was too rough." Alex helps Nicole up onto her feet. Gathering her clothes, he kneels at her feet, helping her get her legs into her panties and pants. When they are done, he looks at her. "You need to get your hair back into those braids, I messed you up. Do you have a mirror in the gym bag?" "Yeah, it's over there, and get my brush." After a few minutes, they are ready to leave. Alex calls down to ask George to get a car. He holds Nicole tight around the circle of his arm until he gently helps her into the car. The backseat is spacious and he pulls her back onto his chest, her head under his chin, her back on his torso. Wrapping his arms around her, he can feel her relax and meld into him, just as she should. He unbraids her hair carefully. As she doses off to sleep, he strokes her hair. His other hand on her chest, he feels her slow, serene heartbeat all the way home. "Nic, wake up, we're home, Sweetheart. You go in and relax. I'm going to start the bath for us." "Umm, okay, I'll bring that dessert in with us." It takes a good bit of time to fill their tub, giving Alex time to find the lavender epsom salts. "That smells wonderful. May I join you, handsome?" "Yes, come on in, sexy, there is room for two." Getting into the tub, leaning back and relaxing on Alex's chest again. The two of them quiet, stroking each others limbs. After relaxing some himself, Alex takes the small dish and spoon from the dessert box. He feeds Nicole a spoon of the creme brulee before tasting some himself. She turns to look at Alex; the two of them smile coyly at each other as they taste the voluptuous, silky custard in their mouths. "I see you've brought us the sexiest dessert," he teases her. "Sexy? I just thought it would be yummy." "Oh no, creme brulee is a very sexy dessert." Trying to keep a straight face, she challenges him, "Is that a line, Mr. Wilde? I must say, I have not heard of it before." "Oh no, not a line. Creme brulee is made sexy with delicious egg yolks and cream, tempering the mixture to increase its temperature slowly, a little more heat at a time, and finally coagulating in The Bath." "So like no egg whites? I'm not even getting a little nutrition from this?" "Nope, no egg whites. Do you know why?" Shaking her head with her best look of innocence, "No idea. Why?" "The egg whites make it clumpy, and lumpy is not sexy." Batting her eyelashes at Alex, "Ohhhhhhhhh you are referring to the denaturing of protein?" They both burst out laughing, relishing their private joke. Alex turns the hot water back on low and takes the sponge to Nicole's back and neck. "God, I still remember our first date, and that creme brulee. Are you feeling better now, Sweetheart?" he asks with a frown. Nicole nods reassuringly, "yeah, I feel like I have no bones. You may have to carry me to bed and tuck me in. " "I'd love to." "But no more virgin ass for you for a few days." She lets out an exaggerated moan. Nicole turns a little to look up at Alex, with a lifted left eyebrow. "And how is your little coed groupie?" she asks. Holding her tighter, Alex sucks a deep breath in, "I have to go check out our Chicago operation with a team, probably be there a week or a little more. I was chatting with Rachel and I asked her to meet me, meet us." "In Chicago?? I thought she's in California?" "Yes, she was. She is home on break, in Chicago. I am planning to fly out next Sunday and come back the next Wednesday. Can you come with me or come for part of that?" Nicole flips around in the water, putting her face on his chest, licking his nipple, "For sure I can't come with you; I have a bunch of cases. Maybe join you for a couple of days if I cancel hours, but I have to see my schedule first. When did you work all this out with her?" "Not worked out exactly. She texted me the other day from the airport on her way home. I had Chicago on my agenda, so I asked her if she would meet me. And then I asked her if she'd meet both of us." "Texted you? When did you start doing that? And what did she say?" Nicole pushed herself up on her elbows to look at Alex. "She seemed excited about it. Wasn't sure about you, but more like because she doesn't know you, I think. Nicole waits for him to continue, thinking that's why he hasn't mentioned Rachel recently or copied her on some of their email plays. Things didn't cool down, they heated up. Sheepishly, he answers her other question, "We've been texting for a couple of months, or a little more. She suggested it, easier to chat...more, stay in touch, you know with her running to classes all day, the time difference....." "If I can't come, would you meet her?" "I really want US to meet her, for the three of us to get know each other, to see if the three of us would get along." Alex pauses. "But yeah, I would still like to meet her. Even if not to fulfill the fantasy, just have some real face time. Nobody makes my fantasies come true like you do." "I'm not eighteen." "She is older than that." "Is she? How do you know for sure? I want you to authenticate with her driver's license. And I'll pack some condoms for you." "Jeezzzz Nicole!! I just thought I, we, meet her." "You want to fuck her. And I think she wants to fuck you from what I've seen. If she gives you the green light, you're gonna fuck her. Right? So you need to be prepared." Alex strokes her jawline, "I love you so much Nicole. This is just .....fucking." She smiles softly at him, "I know what it is. And I love you. And we have more than love." He kisses the top of her head, "Yeah, we do. We're so lucky. I'm so damn lucky." Nicole's face gets serious and in a low voice, she says, "She is always talking about fucking her ass. What are you going to do with that?" He frowns and shakes his head, "No. NO. That's special, something just you and I share." Nicole is quiet for a few minutes thinking. Some little coed spread her ass for him and he won't do it? Or won't do it and not regret it? "I want to make sure we remove a bad outcome from this. If she wiggles that ass in front of you, I know you, you're going to fuck it. And if you do, it won't change anything for us. You are still my first and I am still yours." "You're right, about all of it. Nothing changes us." "We accept and trust each other, Sweetheart. She won't take away anything from us. Maybe add, but not take away. That's how I see it." With that, Nicole takes a deep breath and dives under the water, between his legs, taking his erection into her mouth. Alex jerks and slips down further at her shocking dive. Watching her hair streaming, elongating and floating on the water, thinking about Rachel, he wonders now at Nicole's prompting, just how little more than eighteen is she, just how tight is that ass. Alex could not decipher between the heat and pressure of her mouth versus that of the water. He is gasping hard for air, as if it is his lungs under water. He gasps, he thrusts. He is released for a split second before Nicole dives back down his cock. He labors hard with near manic gasps. He grips the sides of the tub, filled with panic, fear and novelty, he floods her mouth. "I'm a prune," Nicole declares, "let's get out of the water, stud." Looking at her shriveled fingers, the image of a second third person crosses her mind. ]]> 9d59984f8184c701ca433b6b8cee31d4 lake posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12512/#acomment-12912 Sat, 11 Jan 2014 06:41:49 +0000 @lurkinglady – In my life there have been two times I had this immediate and overwhelming feeling (much as James has described… utterly compelling, irresistible, profound) and where it evolved into relationships. Both relationships did have a heavy BDSM dynamic, but here is the interesting part; these are the only times I have had that type of…[Read more]

In reply to - posted an update in the group Your Fantasies I\'ve always been told not to approach a woman like a thing; I\'ve been taught and expected to treat a woman as a fully-fledged human being complete with ambitions, emotions and frailties. And there is a beauty in the complexity of a female soul, a complexity which is a perpetual mystery in the male mind. But there are times where I relish the simplicity of viewing a woman as an object. I pictured here there, in my bedroom, standing with a composed, seemly posture, with her wavy brown hair pulled back behind her shoulders. I stand close to her, so close that I can almost feel her, but I stop short. I avoid looking at her eyes - the eyes, after all, are the window to the soul and when trying to view a woman as a thing it is important not to connect her spirit to its physical conduit - and instead take in her naked form with my own eyes. Her neck is long and stately. I put a single finger to it, and begin tracing a line down her. Her skin is soft and supple, but as I slowly, gently move my index finger along it she shivers, and goosebumps begin to form. Is it nervousness? Cold? Is she excited by my touch? I pay no heed to her response, and continue tracing her outline, always being sure to never make eye contact. My eyes follow my finger as it brushes down her front. I stop briefly as I run my finger down her left breast, pausing to feel her perky nipple. With my index finger resting gingerly on the top of it, I touch my thumb to the bottom of it. Had I pressed them together I would have pinched her, but instead I smoothly yet intently massage her. She elicits a surprised, breathy gasp, in a tone heavy with lust. I pay no heed, continuing my investigation. My index finger runs down her belly, which is soft, yet determinedly firm from her frequent cardio workouts. As I reach her navel I stop and get on my knees, pressing my nose towards her midriff. I inhale deeply through my nostrils, reveling in the mixture of scents I encounter: her natural body odor, her coconut body wash and just a hint of her citrus-y perfume. My finger continues downward until it reaches her vagina, the outline of which it traces circularly and lightly. I feel the flaps of her pussy, and she inhales suddenly in response, her thighs tensing up and her hips unconsciously pushing towards my finger. I smile and lean forward, burying my tongue in her with one decisive lick. The taste was mild, slightly tart, but made all the more delicious by her ensuing moan. I continued traveling down, putting both of my hands on her waist and running my palms downward along the outside of her legs. I could feel her whole body tensing up, and her pussy moistened visibly. I grinned. Then, it was on to her feet, She had painted her toenails red - a safe choice, maybe, but exciting nonetheless - and she had obviously given much care towards cleaning them up. I knew how ragged feet became as a result of extensive running, but to look at her feet you would be hard-pressed to figure out that she ran track. I then moved on to her posterior, but by now I had begun to grow hasty. My cock throbbed as my eyes soaked in her unclothed perfection, and I found it harder to concentrate as I continued my exploration. Rather than beginning at the nape of her neck, where I had intended, I started directly at her ass, which I placed my head in greedily. I sniffed deeply, unsure of what I would encounter, only to realize that she had been extremely thorough - her ass smelled delicious, and her soft, pliable asscheeks felt wonderful on my face. I stood up, off of my knees, and circled around so that I was facing her front again. At last, I allowed myself to look in her eyes. As I did I nearly came right then and there. Looking into those deep, brown, luscious, sensual, sexual, liquid eyes I saw her... not simply her beautiful, naked body but her gorgeous, naked soul. That turned me on more than anything I had examined thus far. Unable to contain myself any longer, I gave in to my primal urges. I thrust my cock frantically into her, feeling her lusty pussy juices running down onto me as I rocked my rock-hard shaft in and out of her at a rapid pace. I raced my hands desperately along her, trying to grab as much of her as I could. I felt the small of her back, tensed up as she shoved herself onto me. I grabbed her malleable breasts, each one adorned with a pink, solid nipple. I felt her lithe, soft arms, and held her delicate hands in my own, all the while still thrusting into her madly. In no time at all we were both gasping, bodies covered in a layer of sweat, feeling as if all of the oxygen was being drained out of the room. Finally, I pulled myself out of her, a jet of warm, thick, sticky cum up onto her stomach. I forced her back up against a wall, engulfing her mouth in a deep, desperate kiss as my body released itself with my orgasm. After I had finished her with my fingers we both slumped on the ground, tangled up together, eyes staring into eyes as I considered what I would discover next time I decided to explore her. ]]>