The E-mail Experiment | The Sex Experiment

Two fantasy girls with perfect legs walk hand in hand Dear X,

This was a tough one. With most of your experiments I feel like a spy. The people in my ordinary life – okay, it’s not that ordinary – would never suspect that I’m also a secret agent who does sexy dares in her free time. Even when you had me strip naked in that changing room, the odds were incredibly slim that anyone in my ordinary life would catch me at it (not that it would have mattered if they had). But writing a fantasy e-mail to someone I actually knew was different. I’m not a particular tech whiz, and I was nervous that in sending the e-mail I might accidently reveal my identity. I felt incredibly awkward and (believe it or not) shy. Do you think I might be becoming innocent again? That was a joke. Continue reading Fantasy Girl: her response to The E-mail Experiment →

A naked wife dreaming of email sex. Señora,

Well you are a dirty little thing. Your success with our last experiment turned me on to such an extreme that I have to admit I reached for my own zipper and came as hard as your husband did in the dance club. You are, admittedly, a formidable woman: you stroke one cock and two men come. Savor that thought for a moment. I know I will.

I also have the feeling that you are becoming more sexually daring with every experiment. Will I be able to keep up with you and keep you interested? I have no idea. But from the brazen way you’re using words that drive me wild, it seems clear you’re getting closer to the heart of Fuck. Do you know the place? It’s not on any maps, but it’s a place just made for you, and I have no doubts you’ll recognize it when you arrive. Continue reading The E-mail Experiment →