Love it, daring one. You’re putting yourself out there more brazenly each time. Hot!

I don’t know how else to provide such evidence.

Ohhh I see. Yes indeed then who knows how far it would have gone in those five hours.

LUIS!! I thought you liked me! That can get me murdered or something. I will see what I can do to mimic that. OH can you believe it, there is a library in the hotel lobby.

I love it! Brilliant.

@luis see above

http://www.thesexexperiment.com/members/mal8899/media/144/

Thrilled you loved and understood the lobby.

Patience
Fortitude

Hands
Silky hair

I have heard about the Golden Rule and there is some app that takes your photo and evaluate your face to this ratio. I did it, and I am afraid, according to the analysis, I am no where near “beautiful.”

Oh wait, I did it with another analysis tool, and it says I’m “beautiful” now.

I have forgotten this song. Thanks, Luis, you’ve gone ahead and got me crying now.

You’ve got a way with me
Somehow you got me to take steps
Steps I’ve never considered
Somehow you so clearly see inside me
The me I bury and never let out
You’ve got a way with me
Relentless, patient
It’s in the way you see inside
Impressed me, got to me
It’s in the way you lead me to edge of the cliff
And I leaped

I understand! And like you, I want it all.

Give away. It is a more open, experiential, blissful place for me. Also, where it have the strongest experience of my femininity.

I don’t know that I would only ever want that, maybe it is the contrast, that creases the appeal of a thing, maybe not.

I also don’t like to take any experience off the table, I think perspective is so important,…[Read more]

Questions. Our world is created by our questions. I have crossed boundaries because I had questions.

Questions, it makes more space for others to be there with you, and for possibilities you haven’t thought of yet. I think of the pliability, and receptiveness of the learner, and it want that. The one who already knows, in my mind, is more stuck.

I certainly agree with Luis that would be ideal, perfect.

I don’t have an answer to this one. Depends on the point in time, for which do I hurt and long more.

I know I have to have both, and more, there are certain things if we settle for not having, the price is too high. The question then becomes… Can you get them all from one person? For how long? What are the viable alternatives if you can’t create them all with one person forever, and you choose not to forfeit having them all. I would add…[Read more]

Posing nude is not easy but it is easier than revealing something about myself.

Personally, a private revelation is equally hard, if not even harder.

I’d pick revealing something significant every time. Private or not. I love the the process, and the results of sharing with people in this way… And I am stillinhibit about nudity.

Sex with moments 🙂

I want the rarer of the two “choices.” I want that heart stopping moment.

Not even a contest for me: partner’s best friend. Is it really possible to rather fuck a best friend? (Of course I’m assuming we’re talking categories rather than actual people.)

Me too. Rather fuck partner’s best friend.

I could go either way with this choice. The deciding factor would be where my partner was on the whole thing. If there was a chance of them being hurt or confused, I’d stick with my own best friend.

between my female best friend and my wife’s best friend it is a difficult choice, but I guess my wife’s best friend so as not to ruin my female best friend’s friendship

Ha, good one

And do tell, who was the forbidden fruit?

“……….But I loved you and I wanted to know and I wanted to be with you. I thought it might even be just this one time. I started to have all kinds of doubts. I don’t remember what they were. I was afraid I might not recognize you to find you. But when I saw you, I knew it was you. I didn’t want to stare too much. I remembering walking…[Read more]

….He got up, walked around the barrier of desk. He stood behind the chair I was sitting. Then he bent his head, I felt him at my profile. I turned to look up at him. And he kissed me. Soft and strong…his mouth was so soft, but he left me no doubt of the force underlying the tenderness. Lips parted, he entered me with his tongue, and I, into h…[Read more]

I turned and tippy-toed up to say it was great to meet, to give him a polite kiss on the cheek, to bid him good night.
“No,” he said, “on the mouth, right here, right in front of the whole world.”
And I knew then I wanted in, at least a little bit, into his whole world.

Before anything else, she reached and took my hand into hers. She asked if that was okay. Yes. And we walked holding hands. Did I make the next first move? Maybe I did, I was inpatient and I think I am the more patient one. Kissing her filled my senses with the erotic sounds of her whimpers and intense trembling of her skin. I just wanted to…[Read more]

I was a complete nerd when it came to dating. My first kiss was with a boy from my church, that my mom set me up with senior year. I had never been on a date, to a dance, asked out by a boy, didn’t wear makeup, barely ever even wore a dress… none of it. I was a nervous wreck. He tried to hold my hand at several points during the evening. I…[Read more]

Mallory, fabulous question, these are all so charming to read. I want more people to share more first kisses!