Category Archives: Readers

Friday Fantasy: Dressing Down

Two lesbians with large breasts play in a dressing roomHere’s a dressing room fantasy with a little domination thrown in from sexy reader Mallory, posted this week in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Let her know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

I have been waiting at the restaurant for about five minutes when my statuesque friend Meredith makes her entrance, causing the usual stirs and stares. We see each a few times a year. After we sit down and get some drinks, instead of the usual catching up she starts in on her campaign to recruit me to do a boudoir photo shoot with her. She looks at me with those big, innocent green eyes and pleads with me: “Come on, Mal. You’re the only one I know brave enough to do this, and I need the support. I really want to do this for Sam’s Christmas present. We can go on a shopping spree, get whatever you want, it’ll be on me. Then we can get all made up, dressed up, and get our pictures taken. I bet Adam would love seeing you as a pinup girl, too.” Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Dressing Down

Friday Fantasy: Live Nude Girl, Shy Nude Boy

nude girlHere’s an art fantasy with an unexpected twist from sexy reader lake, posted this week in the site’s Your Fantasies Group. Please let her know your thoughts in the comments section, and enjoy!

I make sure I’m in early for this week’s sketch class since it’s the end of the month and we’ll have a live model tonight. On these nights, I like to pick a seat near the front, but one where I can still watch the door well enough to see the models when they arrive. Something about waiting to see them, and then catching them in their street clothes before class begins and they become stone-faced and all business makes these nights more interesting for me. I can feel the difference now, a twinge of anticipation buzzing along the edge of my focus, anchoring me very squarely in the moment.

When the model does arrive, I feel a quick shot of adrenaline start to course through my system, and there is brightness behind my eyes as I lean to get a clearer view. I have to do a bit of a double take before I am sure she is indeed a ‘she’. She’s tiny, which is the giveaway, but her head is shorn (just a jet black shadow and a hairline around her scalp) and she is dressed all ‘tough girl’, including a thick leather belt and slotted leather wrist cuff. She’s greeted by our teacher, and they laugh about something before she heads into the dressing room. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Live Nude Girl, Shy Nude Boy

Caveman: a First Date Experiment

Bondage chairRecently reader kristye wrote about her unique and vivid sexual awakening in the Your Experiments Group. It’s really the story of how a first date became a lifelong experiment between ‘He’ and ‘i”. Please feel free to add your comments below about this unusual erotic adventure.

Does arousal at things you have read or seen have any control over who you become? For me, looking back, it absolutely did.

As a child i was raised by a single father with two younger female siblings. No abuse or anything like it was ever brought into my life. My father was, and is, a very loving man…and a very dominant man. i looked up to him, almost like a God. i believe this upbringing was the start of my submissive life. Domestically i was groomed to fill the role of female caregiver to my younger siblings. i took on the house chores, cooking, cleaning, and serving. In return i was rewarded with small trinkets and dolls. i loved even then to please my father, to do exactly what was asked of me, and i feared him like no other if i strayed from my tasks. No, i was never hit, or mentally abused. Our discipline consisted of being put in a corner facing the wall. i hated it. i hated not being able to join in that evening’s game, or movie, and the guilt i felt for disappointing my father was even worse than the punishment i received. Continue reading Caveman: a First Date Experiment

Friday Fantasy: A Cigar is Never Just a Cigar

Sexy cigar smoked by a sexy womanRecently the site’s Your Fantasies Group has been a virtual laboratory of lust, with readers writing in with some of their most erotic hopes and dreams. A lot of it’s so good that it seems a shame not to share it with the wider world, so here’s another hot fantasy by reader Mallory, who’s truly coming into her own.

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Have you ever wanted an anonymous, liberating adventure? Have you ever wished just to become someone else for a brief time and explore what another person inside you might experience? What if you were a blonde instead of a brunette? What if you wore clothes more risqué than you’ve ever dared? What would this other you discover? I decided I would take on this idea and see what naughty border(s) I might cross. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: A Cigar is Never Just a Cigar

Friday Fantasy: Special Delivery

Hot guy in a delivery fantasyRecently the site’s Your Fantasies Group has been a virtual laboratory of lust, with readers writing in with some of their most erotic hopes and dreams. A lot of it’s so good that it seems a shame not to share it with the wider world, so here’s a hot fantasy by reader PleasurePrinciple, who initiated us into a first installment of this fashion fantasy a couple of weeks ago.

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I headed back to my office after checking my watch. “Another late night,” I thought to myself: the hands displayed 6:12. This was nothing new. Since taking on these new accounts, I had been working later and later. The fashion world NEVER sleeps! Unfortunately for my assistant, that meant that she, too, had been working late. As I rounded the corner and approached her desk, I saw that tonight wasn’t going to be one of those nights where she took one for the team. She was standing with her Louis Vuitton bag resting at her side and her laptop case slung across her body. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Special Delivery

Friday Fantasy: The Belly Dance Experiment

A sexy belly dance

Recently the site’s Your Fantasies Group has been a virtual laboratory of lust, with readers writing in with some of their most erotic hopes and dreams. A lot of it’s so good that it seems a shame not to share it with the wider world. Here’s a hot fantasy by reader Mallory.

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We were getting serious. After all, he had asked me to attend his friends’ wedding with him. That’s a sign that a relationship is moving another step, right? Anyway, it was a heartfelt ceremony, and the wedding was beautifully arranged. When the dancing started, a woman he had introduced me to earlier came over and asked to ”borrow” him for the dance floor…that it had been ”years” since he had danced with her and he ”must” give her a few minutes. I’m not a dancer, so I never suggested it. But what I witnessed on that dance floor changed all that. I also discovered that there was a different man hidden behind the bow tie and cufflinks.

I did not know that man on the dance floor. He and the woman had the entire party transfixed with their salsa dancing. Their hips swayed in perfect unison, and they stepped light and quick one minute, slow and sensuous the next. A dramatic thrust of an arm here, and a proud flick of hair there. I watched the sauciness of the woman, coming on to my guy. Who was this stranger, this stud flirting right back with her? They continued with rolling bodies and shimmying shoulders, gyrating close to each other. They were practically fucking on the floor while everyone looked on. Continue reading Friday Fantasy: The Belly Dance Experiment

A Reader’s High Heeled Experiment

High heel sex dare

Reader Mallory wrote in to the site’s Your Experiments Group about a dare she was recently given. These were her results.

I was rushing to work yesterday morning when I noticed the state of my heels. I commented that I needed to get new ones. You frowned at my worn, black patent leather Ferragamo Vara pumps and asked if I would be getting “those” again. “Of course,” I said. “These are classic. Okay, maybe I’ll get them in black calf instead.” You shook your head: ”No, no. I’m buying.” You pulled me over to my closet, handed me a short black skirt. You told me to change into it later, but to keep my black fishnet stockings on. You said you would pick me up at my office. Frowning again, you warned me not to even think about sneaking out and getting yet another pair of ”those.” Continue reading A Reader’s High Heeled Experiment

Friday Fantasy: Fashion Week

Fashion week sex in a hotel roomRecently the site’s Your Fantasies Group has been a virtual laboratory of lust, with readers writing in with some of their most erotic hopes and dreams. A lot of it’s so good that it seems a shame not to share it with the wider world, so with this hot fantasy by reader PleasurePrinciple, we’ll inaugurate a new, occasional feature on the blog: the Friday Fantasy.

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I stood laughing with a group of impeccably dressed ladies in the bar of our hotel. A designer had commented on a ridiculous request that one of the buyers had made for that night’s Fashion Night Out event, and I was so distracted with our laughter that I never saw him come in. He obviously saw me, because by the time I noticed him he was headed right in my direction. The eyes of every woman in our group was on him. Their mouths parted in awe of the God walking our way. Even my beautiful lesbian friend who had threatened to tame me with her tongue on numerous occasions couldn’t help but acknowledge his carnal beauty. I knew exactly how they felt as my mind traveled back to our last meeting at the market. I instantly remembered his touch and every word he had whispered in my ear, especially those that played over and over again in my mind as I had fucked myself that afternoon: “If you were mine.” Continue reading Friday Fantasy: Fashion Week

Perfect sex crime: the result of Liza’s Amusement Park Ride Experiment

A perfect sex object lifts her skirt and flashes her pussy.Sexy reader (and blogger) Liza wrote in asking for a dare set in an amusement park. She then proceeded to thoroughly surpass our erotic expectations. And now there’s more. As regular readers of this blog know, most of the sex “experiments” I “conduct” with my wife and others come in three parts: my dare, her response to the dare, and the overall “result” of the experiment (which is sometimes my more general thoughts about the experiment, and which hopefully includes me getting my brains fucked out). Thanks to the gracious and adventurous Liza, we now have a “result” written by her husband, who’s clearly as charming (and as horny) as she is (although wouldn’t you be charming too if you got to fondle Lizas on ferris wheels?). Here’s his debrief:

 

When Liza told me of her challenge to leave her panties on the ferris wheel, a feat that would be impossible due to security sweeps, I immediately took it upon myself to raise the stakes. That only seemed fair. If we couldn’t follow instructions to the letter, we should at least go one step beyond. Secretly sliding my fingers into her on the ferris wheel while we were in plain view of our companions on the ride and onlookers below was a new thrill. There was danger and intimacy and the feeling of pulling off the perfect crime (really perfect since no one got hurt and orgasms were had). Continue reading Perfect sex crime: the result of Liza’s Amusement Park Ride Experiment

Sex Machine: Liza’s response to her Amusement Park Ride Experiment

A hot wife strips like a sex machine.A charming reader named Liza, who has a sex blog of her own, wrote to me asking for an erotic dare set on an amusement park ride. I had no idea that she would become a sex machine herself. This is her daring response.

 

Dear Mr. X,

When I received the email with your dare I’ll admit I wasn’t surprised. It seems you are on a bit of tear with getting women to lose their panties all over town. I loved the idea of it, from the moment I read the message I started scheming.

I decided not to tell my husband about the plot. He knew that the dare existed, but that was it. By mutual agreement we decided that I would let him know what was asked only once we were on the point of making it happen. Continue reading Sex Machine: Liza’s response to her Amusement Park Ride Experiment