The Sex Experiment | lake | Mentions https://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/lake/activity/mentions/ Activity feed mentioning lake. Tue, 02 Jun 2026 18:35:43 +0000 https://buddypress.org/?v= en-US 30 hourly 2 20ae82845d64582c4de175a2baa1265f Mallory posted an update in the group Your Fantasies: Oh Those Objects of Desire at the Workplace... A […] https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/20691/ Sun, 21 Aug 2016 11:49:12 +0000 Oh Those Objects of Desire at the Workplace…

A continuation of the original fantasy inspiration http://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/mal8899/activity/20295/ and because @lake said something so pretty , I wanted to plagiarize her.

I knew that the warm hues of our needs would enter the hotel room, become intense colors we splatter across…[Read more]

]]> 3 8fc6440c8bd5a42260138156ff897807 Mallory posted an update in the group Erotic Photos: Lips as Demanded by @r-goodcock Oh and @lake, did you say Contest? https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/20273/ Sat, 16 Apr 2016 17:24:41 +0000 Lips as Demanded
by @r-goodcock
Oh and @lake, did you say Contest?
]]> 2 5024962a1e38f60a22df23ff62a51d82 Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/16898/#acomment-16914 Mon, 01 Sep 2014 09:48:25 +0000 I don\’t understand the question, @lake?

In reply to - Mallory posted an update in the group Your Experiments MESS UP MY ORDER, SUPERSIZE MY ORGASMS What is it about having the usual balance and routine expectations pulled from under me that send my emotions and sexual appetite up a rocket ride and crash with equal fury and explosiveness? A few weeks ago, after a long diet of tall blondes and redheads, extra young, with a side of coltish legs, he tells me about some petite, dark olive skinned woman with whom he has been running in the mornings. For the last six months. Six WHAT? She told him this and that, but she is married. Do I think she is trying to tell him that she is available? Is Mr Casanova serious? She confided in him about her marriage and that her husband is abroad on business for the next few months. Whoa. He asked if I think it is a good idea to invite her to run that trail in the woods with him. A trail in the woods? Won\'t she think that is a little creepy scary? I had an important trip this past weekend. I thought, he\'s playing a game with me. Well, I could not play. I dismissed him. I went the whole time with no cell signal, no wi-fi, nothing, until finally arriving at a different on hotel, Saturday night. There was an email from late morning. I must have started holding my breath then. He took her running in the woods at the crack of dawn. There was talking about the lack of intimacy in her marriage. There was comforting. There was First Kiss. And more kissing. She invited him to lunch, at her empty house, 1pm. He sounded giddy, romantic dopey eyed. I realized I was gasping for breath. It was nearly midnight. I checked through the emails, did I miss one? I checked spam, nothing. I didn\'t know what ached more, my pussy or my heart. My fingers swam briefly and I came quickly, in crushing tidal waves. My cunt settled down to a steady throbbing while my heart continued to sledge hammer my chest. I hardly slept, my mind raced and sprinted. I tossed and turned the next five and a half hours before I was able to speak with him. Typically, I can grill you until you lie to make a confession. That morning, I could not bring myself to say more than \"it looks like a nice day out\" much less ask the questions that had been screaming inside. My quietness scared him; he said talk to him, ask him anything, like I usually do. I don\'t remember what he said after a little while, but whatever it was, it confirmed they fucked. I couldn\'t breath, I couldn\'t swallow. My heart was pounding so hard, I was shaking. \"What time did you leave?\" I asked. \"Five,\" he answered. \"How many times did she cum for you?\" \"Three, maybe four.\" \"You?\" \"Two. The first time was in --\" \"NO.....shut......UPPPPPPPPPPP.\" I cried and I came twice, again. ]]> 442491643b7eb64ffa821490740b3b9b Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/16616/#acomment-16909 Sun, 31 Aug 2014 17:36:27 +0000 @lake and@luis: I visited Cartier today and with money, I can absolutely purchase this for myself. I was also engaged in conversation with other customers and verified you cannot take it off without the screwdriver/key.

In reply to - Mallory posted an update in the group Cinematic Sex
This is a reply to @luis\' post below. Well disguised, this handcuff\'s been around for over four decades......
]]> e4420438196bfc936c4376e7ea4cd76a Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/16293/#acomment-16299 Fri, 04 Jul 2014 21:18:15 +0000 This one reminded me of the pearl thong I encouraged @lake to wear. Goes perfectly with those heels.

In reply to - Mallory posted an update in the group Erotic Photos
Shoes!
]]> 0e8059204eb5c620ce0fbd95088a6bd7 Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/13587/#acomment-13663 Thu, 20 Feb 2014 08:11:51 +0000 I would love your ideas on what next, to keep you hot and wet over there, @lake.

In reply to - Mallory replied to the topic Untitled For Now in the forum Erotic Collaborations RACHEL AND ALEX -- COFFEE AND SHOES Rachel stares at her reflection, scrutinizing every detail of the skirt and top. "Are you sure this looks okay?" "YES, Rachel, it looks really HOT. This is the IT outfit. You've tried on everything in your closet already. I really think that looks great. You are smoking in it. Skirt not too tight, not too short. Not slutty. Just says you're hot and you know how to dress. Soft, buttery top, just hints of tit. And what difference does it make? That perv just wants to take it all off you anyway. I'm worried about this for you, you know. Rachel shakes her head, "No, don't worry, really, Morg. He's cool. I'm just meeting him for coffee at the Sacred Grounds at the Water Tower." Morgan frowns at her best friend, "You promise me that you'll text me? I'll call the police if you don't." "I promise, Morgan, I promise, I swear. And Alex is really okay. I already know him from that seminar I took last year, you know. And I've been talking to him for like a year now." Morgan shakes her head doubtfully and grimaces, "A guy like that, talking to you from long distance, I bet he has a lot to hide and you don't have any idea." "No, he is cool. I really know him enough and I feel good about the important stuff. I will exercise extreme caution and judgment. And I gotta go! I'm gonna be late." A short time later, Rachel arrives at the mall. Making her way to the mezzanine level to the cafe, she checks her phone for the time. She sighs in relief. The timing is perfect, she is ten minutes early, enough time to calm down and check her makeup again. Alex arrives right on time and spots Rachel instantly. The last three yards moves in slow motion. She stands up, he appears beside her. They take each others' hands. They stare into the others' eyes. "Hi." "Hi" "You're here." "Yeah." "Hi." "Hi. Wow." "Yeah, wow.......uh..... wow." Alex clears his throat. Rachel lets out a cough. They look at each other again and start laughing. He makes a painful face, "wow," and laughs again. "I'm doing it again. Let me start over. Hi Rachel, it is really good to see you again. You look terrific." Rachel, laughing, giggling even, "Hi Alex, yeah... I think I need to sit down." He takes her arm, guiding themselves through the tables. "Let's find something with less traffic and get some coffee." The two of them find a table off the side and sit down. While waiting for their coffee, Alex takes a small box from his coat. Putting it on the table and opening it, revealing six chocolate chip cookies. "Nicole made these for us. Her extra thin, extra crispy chocolate chip cookies." Rachel takes one and looks at it, "Really thin. She bakes too, huh?" Alex smiles a goofy smile, "yeah she bakes, but I do the cooking. She can't cook and I can't bake." She bites into the paper thin, chocolate sweetness, "God," she gulps, "this is so good it is evil." Between bits of small talk and sips of coffee, they finish the cookies. Alex reaches for Rachel's hand. "Let's take a walk around the mall. We can window shop and talk some more." Alex holds Rachel's hand. Together, they take a stroll through the mall. Soon they start deconstructing the window displays and analyzing the marketing effectiveness of the story the window tries to tell, whether it surprises the consumer, grabs attention, creates a desire, sells a fantasy. "Oh look, Alex, there is Bebe. I love their stuff. Let's go in." "Sure, let's." Taking note of the ultra skimpy, sexy apparel, he already loves their stuff too. Alex chuckles as Rachel flocks over to the racks of clothes, skimming through the selections. He tags along behind her, surveying the merchandise. "Hey Rach, how about some shoes? What size are you?" She looks behind her at him, "I need shoes, actually. Size 7. You going to pick some out for me?" "Yes, I am," and he searches for a salesperson. Alex sits down on a seat facing the back of the store and waits for the two pairs of shoes he picked out. "Come over, Rachel, let's have you try these on," he calls over to her and ushers the salesperson away. As Rachel sits down, Alex kneels in front of her, removing the first pair from the box. Looking up at her, gazing into her eyes, he cradles her calf and her ankle, then removes her shoes. Placing one bare foot on his thigh, he looks long and lingering at her thigh before slipping the first shoe on. Tracing his fingers lightly on the other knee, he lifts her other foot further up on his thigh. She gasps. He feels the slight tremble on her leg as he slips the other shoe on her. She looks down at him. On one bent knee now and a sexy grin, he moves slightly back, and tells her to give them a try now. "Let me see you walk all the way to the front and back, let me see if they work." Rachel can feel his eyes licking her as she walks away toward the front of the store. Then she turns to come back toward Alex, boldly calling out to him with her body, the glide of her legs and meow of those high heeled, strappy shoes. She tosses her head back and run her hands through her hair before anchoring them on her hips, "do they work?" Alex nods and straightens up, strolling slowly to her, "These are okay, but let's try the other pair on too." Then he leans in closer to whisper into Rachel's ear, "Go the dressing room now and try on that little dress. Take your panties off and leave them in the dressing room. NO touching, you understand?" She giggles and nods her head yes. While waiting for her to return, Alex prepares the second pair of shoes, unlacing them carefully. Once again, Alex kneels in front of her when Rachel comes back in the very short, body hugging dress. He places both hands on her knees and push her legs together before taking the first pair of shoes off. With his head bent, concentrating on slipping one of the second pair on her foot, he asks, "do you think you're wet, Rachel? Don't say anything. Spread your legs a little for a yes." Her legs move apart a little. He starts to lace up the shoe. "Do you wish I'm staring at your pussy now?" Her legs hesitate, then move apart some more. He finishes tying the first shoe. "Do you wish I'm eating your pussy now?" She squirms and spreads. He slips the second shoe on. "Are you thinking about my cock?" Rachel whimpers; the dress sliding dangerously high as legs move again. Alex starts to lace up again. "Are you getting soaked? Are you going to leave a wet spot?" She lets out panting gasps while her thighs come together a little just before she spreads them some more. He finishes lacing up the second shoe and runs both hands up from Rachel's knees to her thighs. Then he dips his fingers onto her inner thighs, skimming the soft hot flesh before pressing his finger prints there. Swiftly he pulls the dress back down and presses her legs together. "Well now, let's have a look at how these look. Take a walk. See how these feel." Rachel leans down; her lips tremble a little and whisper, "I'm not sure I can stand up straight, much less walk. You got me shaking, Alex." He smiles and gestures his head to signal his confidence in her. When she does get up, she sways a little before gaining enough balance to push her hips forward and her shoulders back. He watches her long strides and the lifting of those tone legs, like a mare trotting leg extensions. And then he gazes at her hypnotically swaying hips and ass. And when she turns to come toward him, face guileless, strutting a body for sin, Alex stands up to meet her. "I think you should get these shoes. And the dress. I especially like these pretty buttons." She nods, in a trance, "okay." With shopping bags in toll, the two make their way over to the parking lot for Rachel's car. After putting the bags in the trunk, Alex drops the car keys in her palm. Gathering Rachel in his arms, he presses his face into hers. He rubs his cheek on hers, feeling her body soft and hot against his. She couldn't stand the long minutes, wanting more, she seeks out his lips. He holds back, barely rubbing his lips on hers, his tongue licking just the pout of her lower lip. Rachel presses herself closer, whimpering, trying to find his lips with hers. She is feverish by the time Alex brings his mouth down on hers, kissing her, and then kissing her harder. And when he pushes his tongue into her open mouth, he is muffling her not-so-quiet moans. When they come up for air, Alex pushes himself away a little, bringing his hands up to caress the back of her head and neck. He stares into her eyes, "Have dinner with me tomorrow night. At Everest, 6pm?" Rachel, disoriented and panting, "Tomorrow? Dinner?" "Yes, you know the place?" She gives him a confused look, "Yeah... but what about now?" Alex brushes her cheek with his fingers, "Now? Now I want you to get home safe. Get home and process. I want you to be sure, Rachel." ]]> 2aa76b5dbbd868adfcf0c6c96ea105c9 Alix James posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/13308/#acomment-13365 Thu, 06 Feb 2014 18:19:30 +0000 There is a lot to be said for your comment here mrs. lake. One of the things that I have been most shocked to learn in my explorations of D/s is the sense that comes over me of how SERIOUS the stakes are when people relate without boundaries. Role play doesn’t count…when you are with someone with whom there is this intense, palpable, almost u…[Read more]

In reply to - lake posted an update I had a charming evening with a sincere and intriguing woman last night... Every minute that passes today, my thoughts of what I want to do to her only grow more primitive, and intense. The part that thrills and scares me the most is knowing I have only to reach... and she will step in, only to push and she will receive all that I give. I know this without question, could taste it on her, could feel how much she wanted it. How does one show restraint... Why would one? I was driving towards a question, but I think I just answered it myself. Excuse me, I have a call to make. ]]> 83f4160f558481f15807948b6c4a886e Alix James posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/13220/#acomment-13364 Thu, 06 Feb 2014 18:06:18 +0000 I can handle that…@lake? And no worries, I have LOTS of other attire ideas…give me a little while and I will post them to the Erotic Photos section for your consideration (wait a minute…I thought I got to dress you however I wanted…you aren\’t trying to top me from the bottom are you Mrs. Mallory! You KNOW that will never fly with me!!!)

In reply to - lake posted an update in the group Your Experiments Word Game Instructions: You can give a new word (tag it with ’New Word:’) or respond to another’s word. Responses can be no longer than four words. For example: if the New Word: is ’First Date’ a reply might be something like ’opportunity to impress’, ’smile and be present’, or ’A dance of desires’ ]]> c2050fa2dc4c57f1174b1ef02fe7425f Alix James posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/13220/#acomment-13323 Wed, 05 Feb 2014 22:59:37 +0000 mmm…that would nice…very nice indeed. I AM looking forward to the day when I might get to indulge this long held desire (@lake). @Luis – I would like to relate a funny story about your post…when I got an e-mail notice saying that I had been “referenced” in your post, I could read the post, but had no context about what your comment was in…[Read more]

In reply to - lake posted an update in the group Your Experiments Word Game Instructions: You can give a new word (tag it with ’New Word:’) or respond to another’s word. Responses can be no longer than four words. For example: if the New Word: is ’First Date’ a reply might be something like ’opportunity to impress’, ’smile and be present’, or ’A dance of desires’ ]]> 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. ]]> d5a849f7a792aec4197354325c33188b Alix James posted an update in the group Your Experiments: This is a challenge that @lake inspired over in the Erotic […] https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/13069/ Sat, 18 Jan 2014 22:52:18 +0000 This is a challenge that @lake inspired over in the Erotic Photos section (and that is an open wager between us right now) and I liked the overall idea so well, I am reposting it as an actual experiment for others. There is a photo I posted in erotic photos which has a suit wearing mans hand and fingers delicately (or not so delicately depending…[Read more]

]]> 5 b78e544b0d748e4e502bb92fb8e6591d Alix James posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12848/#acomment-12889 Thu, 09 Jan 2014 18:45:50 +0000 @lake…@mallory…this just gave me an INCREDIBLE idea!!!

In reply to - Mallory posted an update in the group Erotic Photos [bpfb_images] 1082_0.980261001389170373_1-copy-2.jpg [/bpfb_images] ]]> 88691eadb0f387d3b3ccfe7dfd883975 Mallory posted a new activity comment https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12584/#acomment-12741 Mon, 30 Dec 2013 00:33:39 +0000 @luis and @lake: okay, I guess I am off the Christmas cookies.

In reply to - Mallory replied to the topic Untitled For Now in the forum Erotic Collaborations ADAM I don't bother with any of the lights after I get inside my apartment. I moved through my routine mechanically, unconsciously and ended up on the chaise before I punch in the lights to go on. I look at the glaring white linens that only enlarge the emptiness of my bed. Yeah, I can imagine fucking Nicole on it alright. Truth is if I got her here, it would be a long stretch of distance, a long stretch of doing all kinds of things to her, before we got here. I close my eyes and I wonder about what she likes, how she likes it, how many times does it take to get her sated. How would she respond to my mouth on the nape of her neck, the small of her back. How wet does she gets. I grip my cock. What would she feel like around my cock? What hasn't she done and experienced? I wish I felt up those legs of hers. Those killer legs. Felt her skin, her hard quads. After I clean myself up, I get into bed and drift into sleep thinking about what it would be like to have her here, right here, through the night, then waking up with her. The week following just drags painfully, despite throwing myself into work, wish it to consume me. I feel like an idiot, checking my phone messages, seeing if she would call. I want to go by the restaurant and just see if she'd show up again. I think about instead of just giving her my card, what else should I have said? Well, certainly not all that shit about her fingers, that was so dumbass. A beautiful woman like that, and I tell her she's got ugly fingers?? I see her hands, dainty yet not really. They were taken care of but, but what? That childlike look when she was thinking about dessert. Maybe I should have really kissed her like I wanted to do. Did she think about the dinner with me? Who am I kidding? She went home, probably fucked him like crazy. She was clearly into him, the way she was waiting for him. I just killed time for her. What if she does call? I rehearse it over and over in my head. Hey, Nicole. How nice to hear from you. I had fun the other night. You want to do it again? Probably lame and too aggressive. I will let her talk; see what she has to say. I replay the dinner a hundred times in my head. Those legs, those hands, that mouth. Our comfortable silence when we ate. The glimpses into her. The caution she took around her privacy. I sigh and curse myself. "Hi. What are you up to? May I come by? And I.......I'm gonna want to stay over." ]]> dbddb7057c2673b4bcd5484d932b8265 Doris likes luis's activity https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12700/ Fri, 27 Dec 2013 22:23:37 +0000 @lake and @Doris requested at @barrister post the full sequence, here it is.
First set
]]> 0 ebe0c12360bc6d625ad53eaca311ca76 Mallory likes luis's activity https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12697/ Fri, 27 Dec 2013 22:06:19 +0000 @lake and @Doris requested at @barrister post the full sequence, here it is.
First set
]]> 0 4529606e2917431f5d5d09c53e35feb2 lake likes luis's activity https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12693/ Fri, 27 Dec 2013 21:03:51 +0000 @lake and @Doris requested at @barrister post the full sequence, here it is.
First set
]]> 0 afd9c50a2cba791c6a3cd8f96ce9227f lake likes Mr. X's activity https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/11768/ Mon, 07 Oct 2013 00:09:29 +0000 Many apologies for the site irregularities over the past few weeks, and many thanks to @mal8899 and @lake for pointing out some flaws (I love a woman who’s clear about what she wants in bed). You’re all the biggest part of what keeps me going here, and I’m inspired for the fall: with new blog posts, new fiction, and hopefully new sexy ones…[Read more]

]]> 0 dd71efe27a6e937d0d1a02fce5c24938 Mr. X posted an update: Many apologies for the site irregularities over the past few […] https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/11762/ Sun, 06 Oct 2013 20:15:43 +0000 Many apologies for the site irregularities over the past few weeks, and many thanks to @mal8899 and @lake for pointing out some flaws (I love a woman who’s clear about what she wants in bed). You’re all the biggest part of what keeps me going here, and I’m inspired for the fall: with new blog posts, new fiction, and hopefully new sexy ones…[Read more]

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