CC is a bold young woman living in Los Angeles. She wrote in asking for a monthly dare, and here’s her response to her most recent experiment from Mr. X.
My Sexy, Impatient Mr. X,
I hope this missive finds you well. I’m not sure if I told you, but spring is my favorite season. The flowers are blooming, the sun is shining again, and I get to ditch the heavy boots for sandals, the pants for skirts, and the jackets for sleeveless tank tops. This month’s challenge is so hot that I almost think it’s better suited for summer – but since you asked so nicely, I’ll tell you what happened when I took on your dare. Continue reading Game Stop Sex: CC’s Sidewalk Experiment
Sweet Soumise is an adventurous young woman living in Paris. She wrote in asking for a monthly dare, and here’s her response to her most recent experiment from Mr. X.
Dear Mr. X,
It’s always interesting, planning for these dares. Sometimes I’d like to be completely spontaneous, and leap into whichever challenge is lying just under the surface that particular month whenever the moment strikes me, but of course that’s not always possible. There was a nice bit of spontaneity today, however…. Continue reading Roman Goddess: SS’s Sidewalk Experiment
This is part of of our series of erotic dares with extraordinary women all over the globe. Readers Sweet Soumise in Paris and CC in Los Angeles have each asked for a monthly dare, and we’re posting their responses on Fridays throughout the month. Want to join the experiment? Just write Mr. X with your results. We dare you.
This month’s dare is based on Mona’s Sidewalk Experiment.
Dear Movie Star,
Spring is here, so this month I’d like you to set off from home one day wearing a spring-ish skirt or dress that makes you feel like fucking. Also: your sexiest shoes. Also: either a g-string, a teeny bikini, or the skimpiest, sexiest pair of panties in your arsenal. You might also want to make these panties a pair you’re willing to lose, because you’re going to lose them. Continue reading The International Sidewalk Experiment
One of the interesting effects of anonymously giving your hot wife sexual dares (over which you both privately obsess), is that the thrill often sends your libidos off the charts, and then neither of us officially has any clue as to why the other is so hot to strip. We’re living private adventures, which is thrilling, but they’re really the same adventure. And the hotter those private adventures get, the more extravagant we are in the bedroom. All of which seems to be leading us towards some cataclysmic fuck as apocalyptic as the Bomb in a science fiction movie.
A few last remaining survivors wander the streets in a daze, in lingerie, urgently seeking more sex.
Human civilization has been destroyed by the Great Fuck, but only more fucking will save them…
…from a strain of Sex Zombies who want to fuck them…to death! Continue reading Sex Zombies: the result of Mona’s Sidewalk Experiment
Dear Mr. X,
Where were you, baby?! I waited for you in a dark alleyway, so wet because I wanted you to lick my nipples and let me taste your cock. I want it in my mouth, and I want to take it very deep. I have practice in cocksucking. I know how to take it so far back in my mouth that you won’t last a minute. Just consider that an invitation, sexy boy. Name the place and the time, and I will be there with lipstick on – on my knees! Continue reading Open Door Policy: Mona’s response to her Sidewalk Experiment
Dear Sultry Shaven Seductress,
I dream of you from many directions now – I dream of you naked on your balcony in the night, and I dream of your shaven pussy being adoringly licked through your pantyhose. You’re a wild one, and I only wish I could be wild with you.
So this week we’re going to focus on that wild pussy of yours – because I’m focusing on it, and because I’m convinced that you focus on it much more than the average woman does (which is one of the qualities I most admire in a woman). So take off those hose – it’s ridiculously warm out right now – and wear a skirt or a dress that makes you feel like fucking. Also: wear high heels. Also: wear a g-string, a teeny bikini, the skimpiest, sexiest pair of panties in your arsenal. You might also want to make these panties a pair you’re willing to lose, because you’re going to lose them. Continue reading Mona’s Sidewalk Experiment