Infinite X Novels & Stories

Who the hell am I? Talia (online) — A married woman, no children. I play for just over a month every day, usually in the morning. But lately... I’m playing at night. RLC has become my big distraction to my loneliness... Now enough about me, who is Mr. X? Mr. X is typing... Mr. X is typing... Mr. X is typing... Mr. X seems to be typing infinitely, or it was just my anxiety to know more about him...

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"Enough. Back to work, or I tie your hands. Bunnies don't get to play without earning it. So naive, thinking you can handle the hunt." "You're cruel," I whined, but picked up the book again. His hand slipped between my legs, fingers teasing my folds without entering. "Cruel? I teach. Now, solve: limit as x->∞ of (1 + 1/x)^x." "E," I breathed, as he pinched my clit lightly. "Da." Two fingers plunged back in, scissoring, while his other hand kneaded my breast. "Come again. Let me feel you squeeze."