https://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/makeherblush/activity/ Activity feed for . Thu, 02 Apr 2026 11:23:25 +0000 https://buddypress.org/?v= en-US 30 hourly 2 23fca9c256f637c5fc25e38fda6d6488 https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/12842/ Tue, 07 Jan 2014 05:10:47 +0000 0 f3e7b6dcfd56a77800c6e4bec58dd55a https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/10591/#acomment-10759 Wed, 26 Jun 2013 23:00:06 +0000 I had in mind Charles, but will never turn down a lady taking absolute control in any situation… just know that next time it’s my turn! 😉

In reply to - lake posted an update in the group Your Fantasies Thought this one went well with MrTinkertoys\' story below Sitting at a bar stool in a café. Watching the drone of New Yorkers walk by through the window one foot in front of her face, she is feeling bored; she is feeling irreverent and disconnected. She needs a distraction. She straightens her back and lets her knees fall open. Her skirt is far too short to make this decent. It seems like an impossibly long time before she sees someone make the first double take. He keeps walking she smirks and mumbles to herself, ‘lemming’. There are others that follow, various versions of the same thing. Then there is Charles. Unlike the others he’s not in a suit or even a dress shirt. He is all European casual and when he notices her, his face lights up, his pace and his stride shift and he meets her eyes. She grins a positively devilish grin; he is a glow as he walks straight into her. He presses his hands against the glass and pretends to swoon. She laughs out loud and gives him a real smile this time, a happy amused, ‘thank God your making this interesting’ smile. He pulls out his phone and motions for her to pull out hers. After more signing they tap the phones through the glass. He checks to make sure her contact info has been uploaded, blows her a kiss and starts to stroll away. She is still smiling though a little confused and she looks toward the door. He is not there. Then her phone rings. She picks up, but is quickly cut off. “Don’t speak beautiful lady, I know who you are and you know who I am, now it is time for me to show you that I also know what you need. Walk out of the restaurant, turn and head south. Keep your skirt hiked up as high as you dare while you walk.” Then there was a click. It was a bad idea she knew. She also knew she was going. She couldn’t tell you why the need to know to experience to taste and try and find out who this man is and what he might be able to call forth from her was so strong… just that with her it almost always was. She left, she walked, no idea where she was headed in any sense. After several blocks she began to wonder if he was just a prankster, and just the thought made that bored feeling start to press in at the edges again. She looked around and fought the urge to pull her skirt down. She caught another stranger behind her looking awkward and flush. She turned back forward, f’em all, she knew where she was going and she began to strut. Then his arm was around her and she was being jerked off her feet. He half carried, half dragged her into the alcove. Before she was sure it was him, her back was against the wall. A scream was rising up out of her throat. His face was so close to hers bodies pressed hard along the length of one another… and his hand was there sliding up. The scream froze in her throat. “It must be work for you, wandering around with such a greedy pussy always clamoring to come out….” He reached her lips and rubbed back and forth with the whole length of the side of his hand. “… always needing to be petted, penetrated, and coaxed.” He was no longer rubbing alongside his hand was between her lips now rubbing horizontally over her entrance. “Oh, you are a sloppy mess indeed. I knew it as soon as a saw you, saw this body so made to be fucked, saw you there begging the whole world to fuck you, what a slut you are.” He turned his hand inward and began to circle at the edges of her entrance. “So lucky I found you, that I know what to do with you and I am here now to tame this pussy for you, so grateful you are… I know how.” And his three middle fingers where inside her. Thumb pressing up and flicking her clit at the same time. Pump, pump then squeeze all the fingers toward the thumb as if they would all touch. It felt like he was holding a handle with her body attached to it and he used it to lift her to push her to circle inside her. She felt weak all over, her hands crawling along the brick wall behind her, clinging desperately to anything solid. She was half in shock, but she split her legs wider… she had no choice, she knew he was right, right about all of it and that made her want him deep, want to feel his arm rip through her and his hand exit out the other side. He was pumping again and she was hot and liquid on the inside, sweaty and gasping on the outside... her eyes were wild, his face was still right in front of hers. “You know you are about to be fucked like the dirty little whore that you are?” He pumped faster. She didn’t dare speak, but couldn’t help but whimper. “That’s right love it, you can’t hide from me!” His voice slapped against her. Her hips started to jerk, the brick tore at her soft ass. She spasmed harder he didn’t let up, she screamed finally the scream that had been there from the start her legs collapsed around his arm, nearly taking them both to the ground. He had to fall into the wall to keep them both standing. She had scratches in several places, she was still cumming when he pulled his hand out and shoved his dick in. ]]> 3a720b8fd6236771366cc584aa6799be https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/10564/#acomment-10609 Mon, 10 Jun 2013 14:09:11 +0000 This is such a great picture… From her beautiful body filled with so much pleasure, to the well positioned mirror so she can see everything, to the crooked lamp that shows things have gotten wild in the past. I’m just wondering which position is next? Or maybe he will just let her squirm to completion on his face.

In reply to - strudellady posted an update in the group Erotic Photos breakfast is served! [bpfb_images] 1260_0.686526001370462102_971785_4653206299803_488052913_n.jpg [/bpfb_images] ]]> 3c177c710a8ff4ce654019b99a83acdf https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/10591/#acomment-10608 Mon, 10 Jun 2013 13:46:47 +0000 And what café do you go to?.. Very HOT! 😉

In reply to - lake posted an update in the group Your Fantasies Thought this one went well with MrTinkertoys\' story below Sitting at a bar stool in a café. Watching the drone of New Yorkers walk by through the window one foot in front of her face, she is feeling bored; she is feeling irreverent and disconnected. She needs a distraction. She straightens her back and lets her knees fall open. Her skirt is far too short to make this decent. It seems like an impossibly long time before she sees someone make the first double take. He keeps walking she smirks and mumbles to herself, ‘lemming’. There are others that follow, various versions of the same thing. Then there is Charles. Unlike the others he’s not in a suit or even a dress shirt. He is all European casual and when he notices her, his face lights up, his pace and his stride shift and he meets her eyes. She grins a positively devilish grin; he is a glow as he walks straight into her. He presses his hands against the glass and pretends to swoon. She laughs out loud and gives him a real smile this time, a happy amused, ‘thank God your making this interesting’ smile. He pulls out his phone and motions for her to pull out hers. After more signing they tap the phones through the glass. He checks to make sure her contact info has been uploaded, blows her a kiss and starts to stroll away. She is still smiling though a little confused and she looks toward the door. He is not there. Then her phone rings. She picks up, but is quickly cut off. “Don’t speak beautiful lady, I know who you are and you know who I am, now it is time for me to show you that I also know what you need. Walk out of the restaurant, turn and head south. Keep your skirt hiked up as high as you dare while you walk.” Then there was a click. It was a bad idea she knew. She also knew she was going. She couldn’t tell you why the need to know to experience to taste and try and find out who this man is and what he might be able to call forth from her was so strong… just that with her it almost always was. She left, she walked, no idea where she was headed in any sense. After several blocks she began to wonder if he was just a prankster, and just the thought made that bored feeling start to press in at the edges again. She looked around and fought the urge to pull her skirt down. She caught another stranger behind her looking awkward and flush. She turned back forward, f’em all, she knew where she was going and she began to strut. Then his arm was around her and she was being jerked off her feet. He half carried, half dragged her into the alcove. Before she was sure it was him, her back was against the wall. A scream was rising up out of her throat. His face was so close to hers bodies pressed hard along the length of one another… and his hand was there sliding up. The scream froze in her throat. “It must be work for you, wandering around with such a greedy pussy always clamoring to come out….” He reached her lips and rubbed back and forth with the whole length of the side of his hand. “… always needing to be petted, penetrated, and coaxed.” He was no longer rubbing alongside his hand was between her lips now rubbing horizontally over her entrance. “Oh, you are a sloppy mess indeed. I knew it as soon as a saw you, saw this body so made to be fucked, saw you there begging the whole world to fuck you, what a slut you are.” He turned his hand inward and began to circle at the edges of her entrance. “So lucky I found you, that I know what to do with you and I am here now to tame this pussy for you, so grateful you are… I know how.” And his three middle fingers where inside her. Thumb pressing up and flicking her clit at the same time. Pump, pump then squeeze all the fingers toward the thumb as if they would all touch. It felt like he was holding a handle with her body attached to it and he used it to lift her to push her to circle inside her. She felt weak all over, her hands crawling along the brick wall behind her, clinging desperately to anything solid. She was half in shock, but she split her legs wider… she had no choice, she knew he was right, right about all of it and that made her want him deep, want to feel his arm rip through her and his hand exit out the other side. He was pumping again and she was hot and liquid on the inside, sweaty and gasping on the outside... her eyes were wild, his face was still right in front of hers. “You know you are about to be fucked like the dirty little whore that you are?” He pumped faster. She didn’t dare speak, but couldn’t help but whimper. “That’s right love it, you can’t hide from me!” His voice slapped against her. Her hips started to jerk, the brick tore at her soft ass. She spasmed harder he didn’t let up, she screamed finally the scream that had been there from the start her legs collapsed around his arm, nearly taking them both to the ground. He had to fall into the wall to keep them both standing. She had scratches in several places, she was still cumming when he pulled his hand out and shoved his dick in. ]]> aad649a225ef59b1dec3fd586183a32b https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/8331/ Thu, 03 Jan 2013 16:20:59 +0000 0 4dee306edb228c9a696c1c5e049ab35d https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2701/#acomment-2732 Fri, 06 Jan 2012 19:55:40 +0000 Who doesn’t like nipple piercings? Very sexy pic I must say!

In reply to - scottishvoltaire uploaded a Photo to Gaining Confidence: ]]> f39505d773f06a26b24a5cbc5e820ec0 https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2679/#acomment-2731 Fri, 06 Jan 2012 19:49:58 +0000 I think I have a new fantasy, and wouldn’t mind being tied up to experience this!

In reply to - scottishvoltaire posted an update in the group Your Fantasies My fantasies are very weird and um...kinda abusive. My most \"normal\" is simply a very one-sided threesome. Myself and a ladyfriend tie up our gentleman friend, take off his trousers and underwear, and start gently kissing each other. He watches our moist lips massage each other, he sees our tongues titillate each other and he watches us gently fondle each other. I slip my hands under her top and under her bra and feel her soft, warm breasts at my fingertips. We stop kissing and she smiles - she removes her shirt. She then leans forward and removes mine before stroking my cleavage and kissing me again. Our gentleman friend, I sense, is desperately wishing that he was in-between us instead of on the sidelines watching - and unable to relieve himself! Such a shame. But she and I are too mesmerised by each other\'s smooth skin, warm, wet mouths and full curves. It isn\'t long before we strip each other of our bras and we\'re caressing each other\'s breasts and not just with our hands. I find myself unable to stop myself from gently sucking and flicking her nipples with my tongue. She wouldn\'t want me to stop anyway. I can tell by her low moans and the feeling of her nails clutching my shoulders. But I move down and undo her jeans...out of the corner of my eye, I see our gentleman friend struggling against his restraints behind his astonishingly large erection... ]]> ab6c3b8a7a9cc25ba1bc4f8d52241909 https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2673/ Wed, 04 Jan 2012 13:57:16 +0000 0 9d1c95d5e70e7694ae081a7859da023a https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2534/ Tue, 27 Dec 2011 00:15:07 +0000 0 ddf82d84821ae1fddc704f7fd43173f0 https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2533/ Mon, 26 Dec 2011 23:56:23 +0000 0 a7b2fcca8bd32d930e0d2efbdbc7fcd9 https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2532/ Mon, 26 Dec 2011 23:51:56 +0000 0 3338b31d34b2bc7e8b8b81918eacac28 https://www.thesexexperiment.com/activity/p/2531/ Mon, 26 Dec 2011 23:48:17 +0000 0