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Trance: Connecting with my soul mate

Erotic fiction inspired by Brandy Smile and Stacy Snake in “Day Dream

I have a large, spacious bed where I can sprawl out comfortably, but I don't ever sleep in the middle. Every night I twist and turn, then resort to balling up my comforter in the shape of a person so I can throw my thigh over it. I always sleep on the left side of the bed, hugging my comforter on the right side. There are nights when I can’t sleep at all. Lately, it’s been happening more and more. Even when plied with wine, it takes me a while to relax. I never let anyone sleep in my bed. I sleep alone.

Suddenly, one night, it happens! She is there. I can feel her next to me. I can feel her beneath me and above me. Her warmth comforts me. If I look hard enough, I can almost see the outline of her face in the darkness. I can hear her voice soothing me. I don't know who she is, but her presence is familiar. 

Sometimes this entity overwhelms me sexually, trapping me in a sweat-drenched, cosmic haze, held at the brink of orgasm, but never allowed to release it. I wouldn't even dare touch myself afterward. I liked being controlled in this way, made to obey an unspoken command. It would get so intense that I’d find myself rolling around, moaning, held at the very peak of climax with no outlet. My pussy would be dripping wet as if a skilful mouth was sucking my flesh, while soft, firm fingers penetrated me until I was arched in rapture.

I was beginning to think my house was haunted, and this ghost wanted me as its lover. I felt delusional, but deep inside I sensed it was real. I wasn't afraid of it, merely curious as to what it wanted from me. It's not my style to ask for such assistance, but I really needed help from someone who knew about this sort of thing. I sought guidance from a psychic, and what I found out was remarkable! The psychic said this was no ordinary presence; this spirit was my soul mate. In this life, we had never met, but in another, we were always destined to be lovers. She was someone who had died for me, died for us. I was sure we met at a time when such an affair would cost one's life. Deep inside, I knew that was why I had always felt incomplete. No matter how many partners I had, I was always alone. She was the reason why in this life, I had never fallen in love. It was because I was already taken.

I was so intrigued! I started researching how I could reconnect with her. I wanted to know more about her. The research helped me develop a way to put myself in a trance-like state with deep meditation so we could communicate. I was getting close to mastering it. Soon I didn't even have to be asleep to feel her presence.

In this life, I am a musician by trade. I noticed that when I created my most beautiful compositions, I felt her more. She was my muse, the idea behind every love song I had ever written. One evening, I was playing the piano non-stop for over an hour. The notes were an unstoppable force coursing through my fingers. It was like I was playing a familiar song. It was telling a story I knew but had never heard spoken.

At the end of the piece, I could feel soft hands sliding over my fingers, playing the song with me. She was there. I immediately went into a trance. My entire body disconnected, then suddenly I was in a different plain of existence, covered in dense smoke.

“My love, is that you?” a soothing voice asked in the distance.

I heard her voice but I couldn't see her. I rubbed my eyes to clear my vision. “Yes! I am here!” I replied. “Where are you?”

“Turn around,” she said.

Then I saw her face for the first time.  She was so poised and elegant, by far the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. She had deep brown eyes and long, luxurious curls. She was wearing an elegant gown with lacing. She pulled me close and kissed me softly. It was like I knew the taste of her lips. They belonged to me and my lips belonged to her.

I looked down at myself. My body was wrapped tight in a corset, and a beautiful gown. I lifted my skirt and saw I was wearing sheer white stockings and heels draped in pearls.

“Who am I?” I asked.

“In the last life we met, you were a duchess and I was your lady in waiting.”

“What?” I asked, shocked. “I'm not nobility. I am a nobody!”

She insisted I look again. Suddenly, the smoke cleared and we were in a luxurious room, surrounded by beautiful things. The floor was marble, inlaid with golden crests. There were golden drapes and portraits on the walls. Across the room was a large bed covered with embroidered pillows.

“This is your father's castle. This wing is yours. See for yourself.” She led me to the mirror. What I saw was unbelievable! I had deep sea green eyes and curled hair netted with jewels. My neck was draped in sapphires, which complimented my dainty gown. I realized the portrait on the wall was mine.

“Come sit with me, have a drink,” she smiled. “I think you are going to need it.”

I followed her across the room, my feet gliding regally. She poured wine into a golden chalice with sapphires on the bottom rim. Just one sweet sip made my chest delightfully warm. She knelt and took a sip from her own cup, which was plain.

“Please sit with me,” I said. “There is plenty of room for both of us up here.”

“I can't,” she replied. “I am not allowed to sit next to you.”

“Oh, come now,” I interjected. “Surely, I can command you to.”

The words coming out of my mouth surprised me. I began to believe she was telling the truth. I didn't even recognize myself. My usual humble manner was replaced by an arrogant side I never knew I had. I suddenly understood why she was kneeling. We were women from different castes who could never be equal, which is why we were torn apart. I didn't like how I was acting. I didn't like myself. Most of all, I didn't like the feeling of being above her.

“Was there another life where we were of equal standing?” I asked.

“Yes,” she answered hesitantly. “But you do not want to go back there. We were both born slaves... sold to a very cruel Roman family.”

She told me the story of our first life together and how sadly it ended. We were beaten to the point where we became murderous captives. My eyes widened as she told me about the unspeakable way we were put to death. I grew frustrated, taking gulp after gulp of the strong wine.
 
“So let me get this straight... every lifetime we have met and fallen in love, but we were never meant to be together?” I asked angrily. “That's absurd!”

“Yes,” she replied. “It was always our fate to be together but apart.”

I was upset. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The lifestyle I took for granted would have been dangerous in this era. I started getting frantic. She looked up at me, took my chalice away, then held my hands to her chest, hoping to calm me down.
 

“I know this isn't what you wanted to hear,” she said sweetly. “But you should know, even if it ended that way every time, I would still die for you... and with you.”

Her words and touch made my anger subside. “I don't care who I am supposed to be in this life or the next. In my eyes, we will always be equal, and I will always be yours,” I declared.

I knelt on the floor and kissed her with all the passion I had inside me. The wine lingered on both our lips, creating a sweet fiery essence that ignited my core. I was lust-struck and hazy. I started tugging at my gown, trying to figure out how to get it off. She laughed a little seeing me struggle, then helped me remove my gown and corset, leaving me in just my jewels, heels and stockings. I could finally breathe deeply.

She bit her lip at the sight of me as she removed her own gown and led me to the bed. I lay back and wrapped my legs around her waist, and we kissed earnestly, our breasts pressing together. Her hair fell around us like a soft cloak, the scent intoxicating.

It felt familiar, just like when I was asleep at home. The feeling of her body on mine was the warmth that helped me sleep. I felt like my whole body was melting when she pressed her pussy firmly on mine. Our skin began colliding in a rhythm as if we were dancing on each other. I held her tightly as our bodies built a sweet, wet friction that made my blood race. I pressed my face to her neck and gently bit her flesh as she ground down on me in a circular motion that made the folds of my pussy open, so slow and seductive.

“May I taste you?” she asked breathlessly.

I nodded and kissed her tenderly. She didn't need my permission of course, but the way she asked me was so sexy. She moved down, lifted my legs over her back, and wrapped her lips around my clit. She sucked and licked my flesh gently at first, slowly building pressure. I ran my fingers through her hair and held her head in place as she whirled her tongue around my pussy.

 
“I want your fingers inside me!” I moaned.

She thrust two fingers in and out of my juiced up opening, still licking and sucking. I was losing control! I gripped her luxurious curls tighter as my body trembled. She thrust her fingers deeper and sucked my clit harder, making me climax at full force. She rested the back of her tongue on my pussy, allowing me to ride out the last tremors of my orgasm. I licked my lips lustfully as I came down from my peak.

I pulled her closer and kissed her lush, wet lips, then turned her onto her back. I slid my hand between her thighs to feel her drenched slot. It was already throbbing. I slid my fingers inside her and pressed firmly up her core. She grabbed my wrists to guide me deeper. I kissed her neck, getting lost in the scent of her perfume as I fucked her hard. I circled her clit with my thumb as my fingers drove in and out of her cunt. My jewels made loud clinking sounds over her collarbone. I leaned in to kiss her again and held a delightful bite on her bottom lip as she whimpered into my mouth. Her taut muscles gripped firmly around my fingers as her pussy twitched over my hand. She was almost there.

“That's it,” I groaned. “Let it all out, baby.”
 
I flicked my fingers up and down rapidly as her thighs trembled around me. I could feel her nails drag down my shoulders as she came powerfully all over my hand. I slid down to kiss her pussy, making her hips jerk when my tongue slid over her clit. I lapped up the juices from her pussy and her inner thighs, licking her clean. I was lost in the taste of her. Her juices were sweet and intoxicating. I didn't want to stop, but she pulled me up so she could hold me close.

She made sure I was on the left side of the bed. I hoisted my thigh over her soaked body just like I do with my comforter. Now I knew why this was the only way I could fall asleep. We lay there awhile, slowly coming down. Then she turned to me with an unexpected look of fear. I could feel that our time was running out.

“In a few moments, someone will come in and catch us like this,” she said sadly. “Then, our journey apart begins again.”

My eyes filled up with tears as I listened to her. I could hear in her voice that she was in tears, too. “Please don't leave me,” I whispered, scared to look up at her face. “I want us to stay like this forever.”

"Someday we will,” she cried. “Just not in this life.”

She lifted my face to hers and kissed me passionately, making me look in her eyes afterward. “I promise, no matter what happens, I will never leave your side,” she told me. We shut our eyes again as our lips met in one last kiss.

I opened my eyes and the castle was gone. I was in my own bed, drenched in sweat, holding the covers close. I wiped tears from my face, then reached down to feel my pussy. I was so wet. I closed my eyes and tasted it. I immediately tasted her and felt her essence all around me. I lay back in bliss with my fingers still in my mouth, savoring her flavor a little longer.

After that experience, I began writing stories instead of songs. I found out I had quite a flair for erotica. I enjoy that genre because it makes me think of her. It gives me a reason to keep going in this life without my soul mate. If I can keep her alive in my stories, she will always be with me. Maybe we can both be at peace until we can reunite in the next lifetime.

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.

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Tracy Lindsay stars in director J Zakari’s exciting Viv Thomas debut!

Today’s sensational movie “Let’s Play,” which features blonde bombshell Tracy Lindsay as a fierce Mistress having fun playing with her sexy submissive Tess, marks the Viv Thomas debut of director    J Zakari.

This talented artist has already made a name for himself on our sister sites MetArt, MetArt X and The Life Erotic, creating an immediate impact with three exceptional movies starring superbabe Lorena, from whom he elicited some of her most erotic and daring performances to date. Now he has performed the same magic with Tracy Lindsay in “Let’s Play,” encouraging her latent dominatrix tendencies to dazzling effect, her icy charisma having a powerful effect on pliable Tess. If you enjoy sexual power games, you’re going to love it!

Zakari’s movies are notable for their elegance, pacing, attention to detail, sexy styling, sexual tension and sense of genuine arousal – he’s definitely one to watch! Here’s a chance to learn a little more about his work…

Where are you from?

JZ: Old Europe

What’s your background in photography and film?

JZ: Former director of music videos, now producer and director of commercial ads.

For how long have you been creating erotica, and what inspired you to get into it?

JZ: Not that long, even though time is flying by! I shot my first two videos for MetArt in 2015 and my first two videos for TLE at the beginning of 2016. Why is always a good question. The will to do something else, the temptation to follow a path that is hardly ever taken in my country. Women’s beauty deserves to be photographed and filmed every single second. As I am a rather shy person, I had a personal motivation, a personal challenge to overcome.

Does mainstream art, cinema and photography influence you?

JZ: I think so. I am a big fan of American imagery. Sometimes I’m missing that bold approach the US has. I also admire the work of the late Belgian photographer Marc Lagrange (sadly he passed away at the end of 2015). His black and white/sepia work is amazing. David LaChapelle, Mario Testino (fashion is sexy), Jonas Akerlund, Michael Mann, Christopher Nolan… I could fill a book. The question is how to use this inspiration in erotic films. Not easy. The fashion industry is also a great source of inspiration. Sometimes, fashion can be so erotic and exciting. It’s a world of seduction, of fantasy. I think I will put a serious dose of fashion in my future videos…

Can you tell us about the movies you made with Lorena?

JZ: These films are experiments. I search. I try not to copy. Of course, working with a model as professional, charming and adaptable as Lorena is something very unique. I also try to change the visual style depending on the site: a more fluid style for MetArt, and for TLE I played with the hand-held camera to bring the viewer as close as possible to Lorena. My work needs to evolve, to diversify.   

Do you prefer shooting in a studio or on location?

JZ: The studio offers a level of comfort and control – of the light in particular – which you don’t always get with a natural setting. But a natural setting can offer more diversity. So let’s adapt. If I had to choose, I’d like to shoot in the US. There, you find an accepted eccentricity and a boldness, which attracts me visually, in addition to the diversity of the landscapes. The US is like an open-air studio. 

Is there one video shoot you are particularly proud of?

JZ: I still consider myself a rookie, but of course working with Lorena was a great experience and I think “Washed Away” on TLE captures a superb performance from Lorena. She was amazing in front of the camera and I was just the witness, capturing it. It was a very nice moment, something that massively justified the effort we put in to get it right.

Do you prefer making films or taking photographs?

JZ: Definitely film because photography is a medium I am learning about and I am impressed by the technical knowledge it requires. I think we can be closer and more authentic in films than in photographs. If the model is comfortable with the film camera, you can create a dialogue with her and when it happens, it’s beautiful. It is very beautiful to capture emotion on a still but it’s even better if you can see it coming: evolve, live and disappear. I think film is more complicated for the model. It’s more risky. Editing is also a big part of film, and I know it’s a subject that triggers a lot of passionate debate in the comments.

TLE is moving more towards soft kink. Is it a theme that inspires you?

JZ: I guess so. I think “Jewels” on TLE is a bit kinky. Having said that, you shouldn’t shoot kink just because it is fashionable. Fantasies about domination/submission are very interesting things to explore, to stage. Let’s try to respect the woman’s desires and be a catalyst for those desires rather than play God.

Which model inspires you the most?

JZ: I said a few months ago: Tracy Lindsay, Tracy Lindsay, Tracy Lindsay… her ability to act attracts me a lot, besides the fact that she is exceptionally beautiful. Having worked with her, I can say one thing: she’s second to none. She’s an incredible model with a great personality. Listing her great qualities could take all day, and of course she’s a first class performer. The credit for “Let’s Play” goes to the models because both were perfect in their roles. Tracy is really dominant with other girls and she interpreted the role exactly as I’d hoped. I tried to capture that feeling not only in the action but in the breathing, the eyes, the body language. Maybe the sexual act itself is not as long and explicit as it could be but I think the sexual tension was there, at least I hope so… I can’t wait to shoot with Tracy again.

Do you plan your shoots in detail or do you prefer to see how things evolve on the day?

JZ: Confidence for confidence. I shot “Tanaka” (with Lorena) twice because I was not happy with the first film. Let’s say that there is a certain result I’m trying to get although I know I won’t get it 100 percent because I am too demanding. But I can be picky about some details – I’m sorry for the models! Let’s face it; to make a high quality film costs a lot of money so you need to keep a realistic approach and plan. Then, you need to let the model express herself. My focus has always been on the model’s participation. Lorena’s experience was an advantage and I used it. And it was the same with Tracy, of course.  

What are your ambitions in erotica?

JZ: Trying to bring a different approach to the erotic world. As I said, I think sexual tension can be shown in a different way. I hope that my future work will find an audience. Working for the MetArt Network is a great opportunity because it sets the benchmark. Eroticism and porn is all over the internet. Among this abundance of content, which is sometimes hard to digest, it is pleasant to film for an established network, where quality is required, where beauty comes first, where the woman is glorified. I hope to go as far as possible, and I’m really proud that one of my videos is to be shown on Viv Thomas. My biggest challenge is to combine my work as a producer and my new role as a director of erotic films. But I’ve already made my choice for the future. New shoots are already planned!

What would you like the viewers to get from your films?

JZ: We – the directors, the photographers – are only messengers, intermediaries, handing over the gift of the beauty of those stunning models to an audience of experts. Let’s hope that my messages are appreciated. I would like a bit of compassion as well because nobody is perfect. It’s impossible to please everyone. I think we all try to do our best to deliver quality films and photos. 

Is there anything else you would you like to add?

JZ: The world is getting crazy. Let’s work harder than ever to keep this freshness and this nonchalance we can find here. Take a step back, watch the woman’s beauty and smile.

 

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All About Eve – a legendary Angel returns

Eve Angel is one of the original Viv Thomas “Dream Team” – models who were considered so special they were invited back time and time again, starring in some of Viv’s most iconic movies. The hot Hungarian honey rapidly became a fan favorite, her lovely doe eyes, gorgeous smile and voluptuous figure with beautiful big breasts capturing hearts and libidos instantly.

Eve made her VT debut in 2003, at the age of 19, shooting regularly with Viv until late 2014. She appeared in some of his landmark movies, including the “Pink Velvet” series, “The Art of Kissing,” “Inside Peaches,” and “Simply The Best,” which reunited some of the Dream Team one last time in 2012.

But Eve is perhaps best known for her tempestuous lesbian relationship with another VT superstar, blonde cutie Jo. Captured in the “Unfaithful” series and “I Dream Of Jo” series, the dramatic ups and downs of their real-life love affair enthralled members who wanted to see the lovers reunited, but were thrilled by their stormy break-ups – and especially the make-up sex!

Eve is officially retired, but her close friend and fellow Dream Team member turned director, Sandra Shine, managed to tempt her back for a wonderful cameo role in her new movie, “Eve’s Blind Dates,” episode one of which launches today. Eve plays matchmaker, instigator and supporter of the delicious lesbian encounters that take place, in a role written especially for her; and of course she looks as gorgeous as ever, those voluptuous curves even more womanly and alluring. Eve being Eve, she does a little more than just watch..!

Look out for Sandra’s video interview with Eve, coming on March 27. 

 

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A tribute to Talia Mint and Mango

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We all appreciate the beautiful girls who share their sexuality with us here so openly, but Viv Thomas member Noel has taken it a stage further by creating this excellent tribute video to two of our most popular models. Mango and Talia Mint are incredible together, their scenes packed with highly arousing moments, and this is a wonderful way to celebrate their sensational sexual chemistry. Enjoy!

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Viv Thomas movie of the month: February 2017

February is for lovers; especially lovers of exciting erotica! February 2017 saw the release of some major new movies from Viv Thomas, starring some of our most gorgeous stars, and some hot new models too. Here’s my entirely subjective top three movies of the month…

Summer Memories” episode four: Inspired casting from director Alis Locanta, bringing together French fox Nikita Bellucci and Spanish stunner Julia Roca. Both girls are beautiful in an edgy, unconventional way, and both bring boundless energy and passion to their scenes. If there’s a girl who makes more noise when she gets aroused than Julia, I’ve yet to discover her, and those husky cries of pleasure drive me crazy. One of the hottest shower scenes I’ve seen; those firm bodies look sensational dripping wet!

Luna’s Heavenly Bodies” episode one: This gets bonus points for featuring sexy director Sandra Shine in an extended cameo role… and damn, she looks hotter than ever! Scripted by our very own Paul Holmes, the storyline is cute and funny, and gives flirty Luna Corazon plenty of opportunity to shine. The Brazilian beauty seduces gorgeous Mexican babe Frida Sante, with tons of hot kissing and voracious pussy eating. As one member noted, it’s a classic light-hearted VT romp in the finest tradition.

My top scene of the month has to be episode one of “Outlines: Reloaded,” which sees Alis Locanta doing what he does best – pushing the boundaries of erotica with stylish, seductive and highly sexual imagery. Busty Stella Cox makes her VT debut in memorable fashion, turning vivacious Penelope Cum into her sexual plaything, spanking and licking her before riding her face. The inventive cinematography, creative use of fast cuts and slow-motion, colour, sound and light, all adds up to something fresh and highly erotically charged. Bravo!

So, did I pick your favorite this month?

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Flashing at my neighbor

Erotic fiction inspired by Veel in “Vogue

I’m an exhibitionist. The thrill I get from flashing at strangers is sometimes better than actual sex. On warm days, I love sitting on the windowsill in the bedroom of my top floor apartment, stroking my naked body, more than happy for neighbors or sharp-sighted passersby to get an eyeful.

Yesterday, my mid-morning naked display triggered off an unexpected, but wholly satisfying incident. I was sitting in the window with my eyes closed, lazily running a middle finger up and down between the lips of my shaved pussy. My body tingled with so much sexual electricity, I knew it wouldn’t take me long to reach orgasm.

I looked around to see if anyone was watching me. It makes it so much better when I have an audience. I was overjoyed to see a blonde girl standing in the window directly opposite mine – naked. I smiled at her and she held up a piece of card with Apartment #12 scrawled on it in big letters, beckoning me to join her. I gave her the thumbs up, threw on a dress and some shoes, and raced over to her apartment.

She buzzed me in and I ran up the stairs two at a time. Introducing herself as Sandy, my neighbor led me through to the bedroom. Close up, she was gorgeous. She sat on the bed as I pulled my dress off, slid her hand between her legs, and started stroking her shaved pussy, really slowly. I smiled, and Sandy smiled back with a mischievous glint in her beautiful blue eyes. She opened her legs wide and using both hands, splayed her labia so I could see all the beautiful wet folds of her pussy.

“I’ve watched you before,” Sandy said. “But from behind the curtain, so you couldn’t see me.”

“That really turns me on,” I replied.

Sandy looked me straight in the eyes then down at her pussy and said, “I’ve been dreaming of your fingers and mouth down there for ages.”

I could see her pussy was already slick with juices, her fingers sliding over her clit and swollen lips easily. I joined her on the bed and kissed her cheek, her mouth, her neck, as I swept my hand down over her stomach and between her legs. She moaned with pleasure as I began sliding two fingers in and out of her hot, slippery pussy, simultaneously rubbing at her clit with the flat of my thumb. She was so responsive, rocking against me to chase the sensations.

“Eat me,” Sandy said. “Please, eat me.”

I trailed my tongue down from her neck, over her heaving breasts, down her flat tummy, until it flicked teasingly across her clit. I took a moment to savor the sight of her pussy close up. It was so beautiful, all pink and puffed up with arousal, shiny with juice and ready for me to taste.

I leaned in and took my first long, slow lick of Sandy’s pussy, before flicking my tongue back and forth over her protruding clit. Her groans increased in volume as I began sucking hungrily at her soaking wet slit, pressing my lips tight around her clit. Sandy parted her legs wider to spread open her honey hole, letting out a loud gasp of delight when I held her plump lips open and slid my tongue as deep as it would go inside her. She wriggled and squirmed beneath me. Incredibly aroused, I started rubbing my own pussy, which was as wet and slick as Sandy’s.

I slid two fingers right into my soaking snatch, stirred them around to coat them in my sticky goodness, then pulled them out and slid them into Sandy’s receptive mouth. She sucked them hungrily, stroking her tongue over them as if she were giving a blowjob. Now drenched in her saliva, I slid the fingers into her pussy alongside my tongue. Her breathing became heavier and faster and I could tell she was getting close to her climax. I started driving my fingers harder, faster, and deeper, in and out of her pussy, pressing my tongue over her clit.

I felt her sugar walls tightening around my fingers, as she started to rock her hips in rhythm with the thrusts of my hand. Her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps, her pussy squelching as I worked my fingers more forcefully inside her. She arched her back and started trembling uncontrollably on my fingers, her thighs and stomach tensing. I held my fingers still, embedded inside her, watching her face. She looked gorgeous, totally lost in pleasure; her expression was one of complete rapture as she rode out the waves of her orgasm.

I kissed and cuddled Sandy as she caught her breath, exploring her soft skin, breathing in her scent. As she regained her senses she started kissing me back more passionately, grabbing and squeezing my breasts, teasing my hard nipples. Her hand moved down between my thighs, tantalizingly slowly; the exact moment that her thumb and forefinger made contact with my clit, pinching a little to make it throb, a bolt of powerful sensation shot through my body.

“Come on, my little exhibitionist… show me how you touch yourself!” she purred, sitting back and watching expectantly. Masturbating for someone sitting so close felt very different from putting on a show at a distance, as I did when I flashed. It felt so intimate. My cheeks burned under Sandy’s intense scrutiny as I shoved a couple of fingers into my dripping wet pussy, circling the fingertips of my other hand on my clit. Her eyes raked over my body, taking in every twitch and tremor.

“Damn, I can’t keep my hands off you,” she said, her voice shaky. “Get on your knees, keep rubbing your clit.” I did as she asked, going face down, ass up, fingers skating over my clit, feeling it pulse. She pushed her face into my crotch from behind, licking a stripe from my asshole to my soaked pussy hole, dipping her tongue in, then doing it again and again. When she pushed three fingers into my pussy and ground them against my G-spot I came so hard I actually squirted in her face. That was a new sensation for me, and it felt incredible.

Sandy pulled her fingers out of me and sucked them clean, then kissed me so I could taste myself on her lips. As we held each other and kissed some more, I had the feeling that it would be the start of an ongoing affair. Which is why I’m sitting naked, looking over at Sandy’s window right now – waiting for her to appear and beckon me back for more.

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.

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Shadows of Desire

Erotic fiction inspired by “Reunited?” starring Eve Angel and Jo

It's the middle of the night. I am sitting alone writing, overcharged with sexual energy. Candlelight cascades over my simple table and chair. My imagination is running wild as thoughts of my lover spill out line by line onto the paper. She is my muse and my passion. She is my weakness. Tonight, I am using her remarkable power over me to write about how she makes me feel. Each sentence relays my thoughts, my actions, and how I feel when I am with her. Just one look from her dazzling eyes makes me collapse inside and surrender to her will.

I turn the page and continue my story; suddenly, the faint aroma of her perfume floats past me like a ghost's presence in the shadows. The scent makes me recall the last time we were together; how she ran her fingers through my hair and wound it up, making sure not one strand touched my neck. I can almost feel her soft breath at my nape, and the gentle presses of her mouth on my skin. I note every detail as the candles flicker around me. I can see her shadow hovering over me, covering me like a blanket. I fantasize about her hands roaming over my shoulders and cupping my breasts. My skin tingles at the mere thought of her touch. I love it when she traces my collarbone as she runs her tongue lightly to my ear. I can already imagine her tongue elsewhere. I explain it in my story and feel my knees buckle. I press my thighs tightly together and feel my wetness gushing in between. I get so wet when she kisses me there. She always knows just what to do to push me over the edge.

I wish she were here right now! I know exactly what would happen. She would come to me from behind and slide my shirt off. Then, lay it down on the table for me to see, making me anticipate that I am going to lose all my clothes very shortly. She would stand in front of me, letting me admire her voluptuous curves. She would straddle my lap, lean down slowly, and tease my mouth with her tongue. My lust consumes me. I can feel my pussy tense, imagining her body close to mine. I love the feel of her silky skin pressed against my thighs. I want her so badly right now.

I put my pen down and yank my shirt off. I lean back and spread my legs wide in the chair. I inch my fingers inside my streaming wet cunt and fuck myself slowly, just the way she would do it. I close my eyes and lean my head back, grinding up and down on my hand.

I open my eyes again, and suddenly I feel my lover’s hands trail over my chest from behind. I am so consumed by passion. I don’t know if it’s real or my imagination, until I feel her face press against mine.

“I like catching you like this,” she whispers in my ear.

I am startled, my hand slowly inching out of my pussy. “No. Don’t stop,” she commands. Her hand presses over mine, pushing my fingers back inside me.

“What are you doing here?” I want to ask, but her hand presses over my mouth to silence me. Her lips follow to distract me further.

I can hear her undressing behind me. She walks in front of me with her panties in her hand. She twirls them around her finger and trails the cloth over my face. I inhale her delicate scent as she kisses my neck and runs her tongue over my chin. She kisses my lips, then kneels between my spread thighs. She presses her panties between my teeth for me to bite down on as she teases me.

Her tongue snakes down my body. Every slow bite and kiss drives me closer to insanity. She hoists my legs over her shoulders and inches her luscious tongue inside me. Her hands grip my waist as she sucks my clit. Her mouth feels so good that I gasp, letting the panties fall from between my teeth. She takes them and stuffs the lace inside me. I feel the fabric soaking up my juices as my walls tighten around them. The sensation of the lace and her soft smooth fingers pushing inside me is almost enough to make me come.

She whirls her tongue around my clit, now swollen and aching for release. She suctions her soft, wet lips around it as I circle my hips over her face. I take her hair in my hands and hold her head steady as I fuck her mouth. She whirls her tongue harder and faster until I explode in a jolt of pleasure.

She kisses my pussy softly, slowing her pace, letting me feel each maddening pulse. Then she slowly pulls her panties out of me and trails the soaked fabric over her tongue, tasting my juices. I am consumed, watching her luscious mouth. I slide to the floor with her and kiss her passionately, my hands gripping tightly at her breasts. I push her onto her back, her legs wrapping around my waist. I grind my pussy on hers, hard and fast. She holds me close, gripping my ass, making the sweet friction between us build. I don’t stop until she is shaking and moaning, so ready to come. Then I slide down and suck her pussy until she explodes in my mouth. I rest my fingers inside her and lick up and down, while her swollen cunt pumps and quivers against my tongue.

I kiss up her body slowly. Her chest is still heaving. I flick my tongue over her nipples and move up to kiss her lips. My thoughts are hazy, lost in the softness of her mouth. Her hands grab my face, keeping me close. Her thighs wrap around my waist again. I already know our evening will not end until morning. I commit every detail to memory and finally finish my story the next day while she sleeps. When she wakes again, I will start another chapter.

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.

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The perfect lap dance: Russian babe Kerry Cherry

Russian beauty Kerry Cherry made a sensational debut on Viv Thomas recently, playing an exotic dancer who gives Roxy Dee a very special lap dance in episode three of Sandra Shine’s smash hit “Androgynous.” Kerry looks mindblowing in sexy lingerie and heels, grinding on Roxy and then enjoying her patron’s attention in a juicy sixty-nine. It’s a great way to make an entrance for the leggy brunette, who at 32 is mature enough to know exactly what she wants sexually – and how to get it!

I was lucky enough to watch Kerry filming a couple of scenes while on location with director Andrej Lupin for SexArt a while back, and I was really struck by her confidence and charming manner. Another lovely model, Leda, interviewed her in their native Russian for the blog, so read on to learn a little more about her…

Kerry lives in St Petersburg with her two cats, and loves to read and spend time traveling with friends. She is also into swimming, going to the gym and running, and has a fantastic physique as a result. And she admits to having had sex at the gym! “I like having an active lifestyle,” she reveals. “I became a nude model because of the love of my body. I wanted to present it to everyone in a beautiful way. My best feature is my eyes.”

And how would Kerry describe herself? “I’m quite modest, calm, but I love to have fun. I am a very romantic person. I grew up reading romantic books, so I’m waiting for a prince on a white horse. I do have a strong sex drive though! Sexually I’m dominant, however I let a man dominate me, because he’s a man. I love when a man comes, sees and conquers – when he’s so dominant that I don’t have to act submissive. I like doggy position best.”

She reveals that her favorite thing about making movies is, “I like the men that I work with, they are always so handsome, groomed, have very big muscly arms, which I love… I like the way they hug and press against me. I like making movies for the MetArt Network because whether it’s a girl-on-girl or a girl with a guy, the action seems very sincere, as if they actually love each other. Everything is beautiful and gentle, I like that.”

Although she’s only had threesomes on film and not in her personal life, Kerry says, “If monogamy exists then polygamy should as well, so I do believe in open relationships. I hope when people watch my movies they feel the joy of sex.”

Kerry says the principle she lives by is “walk this life smiling,” and with her sizzling sexuality she makes us smile too. You can see the full video interview here.

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Viv Thomas movie of the month: January 2017

Despite the grey days and post-holiday season slump, January has been a sparklingly sexy month here at Viv Thomas. We’ve seen a bunch of gorgeous new models, as well as some of our returning favorites, and some scorching hot girl-on-girl action that’s really turned up the temperature.

It’s not easy to pick a favorite with so much hotness on offer, but here’s my (entirely subjective) pick of the top three scenes that got my motor running this month. Have I picked yours?

My First: Reloaded” episode three – Sweet Cat and Nikita Bellucci. The third scene starring this pair, and if I had my way I’d see them together another fifty times – their chemistry is off the scale! Sexy blonde Cat seems to get a particularly naughty gleam in her eye whenever she looks at Nikita. The tattooed French fox, usually so sexually confident and forceful, plays the shy first-timer ready to be seduced here, and she does it beautifully. She looks stunning in sexy lingerie, while Cat looks sensational naked, tanned and between her new lover’s thighs as she teaches her the joys of lesbian sex.

All About Me” episode three – Lexi Dona and Paula Shy. The return of two top Viv Thomas stars, busty Asian beauty Paula and athletic hottie Lexi, in a scene that ticks all the boxes – there’s a steamy sixty-nine, some frenetic scissoring and lashings of juicy pussy-eating. They really know how to please each other, and look spectacular doing it. Another classic from Alis Locanta.

Choosing the best scene from my favorite movie of the month, Sandra Shine’s “Androgynous,” is a challenge – each scene has its own unique flavour, from fresh ebony superstar Luna playing the stalker to get her girl, to busty blonde Aislin dominating her car mechanic, and sexy chauffeur Rina Ellis servicing Latina babe Frida Sante. But episode three, in which leggy Kerry Cherry performs a scorching lapdance for cross-dressing Roxy Dee, really hit the spot. Kerry looks incredible in lingerie and heels, bumping and grinding on her admirer before indulging in some delicious oral action.

So that’s my personal top three scenes of the month. Did I pick yours?

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Eve Angel returns for cameo role in new Sandra Shine movie!

Eve Angel is erotic royalty; a raven-haired, doe-eyed, curvaceous beauty who starred in many classic Viv Thomas movies and had a long on-off love affair with Jo that inspired some explosively passionate scenes.

Eve stepped back from performing a couple of years ago and has been sorely missed; so I’m very excited to reveal that she will be appearing in her great friend Sandra Shine’s new movie. Eve – looking as sensational as ever – plays a mischievous matchmaker who loves fixing her friends up with new sexual partners, and although it’s theoretically a “non-sex role,” let’s just say that a girl as naughty as Eve tends to have trouble keeping her hands (and lips) to herself!

Olivia Grace, Anie Darling, Selena Mur and Rebecca Volpetti will also appear in the movie, which has a working title of “Eve’s Blind Dates.” Look out for it at Viv Thomas soon!

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