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Your Experiments 8 years agoTwelve Days Countdown to Christmas
On the twelfth day before Christmas, I nibble on my lover’s left ear. I nibble and suckle his earlobe and lick up and down his auricle, my tongue twirling circles inside. Then I whisper ……….
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Your Experiments 8 years agoThe Handwritten Note
We were texting. Then he sent me a picture of his message, handwritten.
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The crazy thing is I still remember being gripped by his penmanship.
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Your Experiments 8 years agoLet’s Make Out During the Ride
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Your Experiments 8 years agoOnly Mercerized Cotton Separating You and My Mouth
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Your Experiments 8 years agoKneeling at Her Feet to Lace Her Up
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Sex & Music 8 years ago-
love it.
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Warm welcome to our little community!
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seems like a great place to be.
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Your Experiments 8 years, 1 month agoHoliday Gifting
What \”gift\” have you given, or you are contemplating for this coming season, for your guy/gal that created happiness, intimacy, and/or great sexual experience?
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I love how you think and how you articulate yourself.
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My few ideas are illustrated above.
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Erotic Photos 8 years, 1 month ago
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Always! Especially when you get me recalling naughty adventures.
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After the first night, he dressed me like that, handcuffed for display, unzipped to showcase the asset they’d be bidding on.
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I think the photo accurately depicts the asset bid on. Five bidders were invited to the game. Two fell off right away. And @mrhydessins was correct. The yielding dividends are guaranteed immediate payout.
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The invitation said: “This asset is like money; only too much is enough.”
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@mrhydessins The investment experienced the full range of basic emotions:
Fear
outrage
anger
survival
submission
lust
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Your Experiments 8 years, 1 month agoHouse Rules
I say embrace them all, but which one would you most likely to take on?-
3,6,7,8,9
Those girls have the cutest little bouncy asses, the peak on door 3 was my favorite, though the girl gloating after winning the chess game was just begging to be dragged off!
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Please do!
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Love that.
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Erotic Collaborations 8 years, 2 months ago@djss,@suziesuxx,@mrhydessins,@beliane
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Erotic Photos 8 years, 2 months agoIn response to Mr Hyde’s (@mrhydessins) post on favorite kama sutra positions, I love the Tominagi:
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Welcome! Show us your other favorites.
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Your Experiments 8 years, 2 months agoNational No Bra Day is Oct 13th
I will start us off. And gentlemen, you can wear something purple in lewd of No Bra.
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LOVE!
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That counts as ‘flirty’ or then again is it just slutty? Either way it’s wonderful!
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Sex & Music 8 years, 3 months agoYou’re My Life
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Fabulous !! Appreciate the post !! Xx
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Erotic Photos 8 years, 3 months agoOH YEAHHhhhhhh
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I concur!!
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Delicious !!
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Your Fantasies 8 years, 4 months agoOh 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]
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Favorite moment, ‘ lean up and suck your wetness right through the sheer fibers’
Favorite line, ‘Back home, they don’t know. They have no idea. They have no idea at all what it is to count the multitudes of who you are, or what it is to dive the depth of your wildness.’
Empassioned, and evocative as always Mallory, I can picture every jerk, a…[Read more]
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Thank you!
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Sex & Music 8 years, 5 months ago-
Ha what a coincidence, one of my favorite songs, favorite movies, and two of my favorite actors! Holy hell did you nail that on the head!
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Erotic Photos 8 years, 5 months ago
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‘Nest’ ahhaha, clever… And boy did they ever find the right ‘bush’ model!
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I keep thinking about switching to laser hair removal, then I see a hot bush like that, and think it just may be a bit too permanent.
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Sex and Literature 8 years, 5 months agoi like my body when it is with your
e.e. cummingsi like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
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Erotic Photos 8 years, 6 months agoNeed…. coffee…. before morning is Good.
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The best coffee in the world!
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I prefer my coffee from more southern regions . . .
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On the eleventh day before Christmas, my lips press and palpate his jugular pulse, then I give him two hickeys, one on each side of his neck.
On the tenth day before Christmas, the two of them nuzzle up against my ears and invite me to a threesome.
On the ninth day before Christmas I walk into the bedroom and find restraints prepared on all four bedposts, waiting and beckoning.
On the eighth day before Christmas I offer five chocolate covered fingers for all manners of devouring.
On the seventh day before Christmas, I drilled a small hole in each of six wooden clothespins, then tied the clothespins along a piece of twine, leaving some length of twine between clothespins. The result is a series of clothespins that I clamped in a row along her breasts, starting and ending on each nipple. When she couldn’t take my teasing a…[Read more]
On the sixth day before Christmas, a test of deprivation and intensive experience of the seven senses is in order.
Moderate breakfast. Noise canceling earplugs in place. Armed with a shovel to clear 4000 square feet of a few inches of snow and ice.
Bikram yoga room in 104 degree temperature. Learning the headstand I never attempted.
Then…[Read more]
On the fifth day before Christmas, I rubbed bergamot Italian oil on my eight pulse points. I become the perfect accompaniment to the Earl Grey tea. Find a pulse point, lick onto your tongue, take a sip of tea. Repeat until all eight pulse points have been found, licked, and the tea should be finished by then. Then. Then I’d be ready.
On the fourth day before Christmas, I am invited to a show.
He turns to me and gives me that evil grin of his before grabbing the cat o nine tails. He descends between her spread legs, caressing her clit with the tails. He pushes his cock head into her. Shallow thrusts. And then the deep one. He pulls out and whips the cat o nine tails…[Read more]
On the third day before Christmas, I sit before her feet. I put her feet in a peppermint infused foot bath before pressing and kneading them with my mint oiled hands and fingers.
I spread her legs before I take the first toe into my mouth, sucking it gently, whirling my tongue around it. I skim my finger nails up and down the bottom of her foot…[Read more]
On the second day before Christmas, I had 11 inches of hair extensions fused to my medium length hair and presented my long, silky crowning glory to my lover.
I offer first to wrap my new locks around his cock, then my mouth over the strands covering his shaft.
Most of all, I know he wants to grab a handful of my mane to mount me.
On the day before Christmas, you ask,
“what do you want?”
I answer:
A year
Twelve months
One day a month
One glimpse
A sip
Taking my hand
One memory
An arm for the tremors
An insight
Your skin on all of me
Connection, intentional
Shared quiet
The twinkle in your eyes
Light me up like the Christmas tree
Joy, we can have some