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Shrima Malati makes her Viv Thomas debut!

Adorable Shrima Malati finally makes her long-awaited Viv Thomas movie debut today. The petite Russian pixie stars in episode three of Sandra Shine’s “Precious Moments,” sharing an intimate al fresco bath with bubbly blonde Nesty that is sure to delight her many fans.

Shrima is already a popular model on our sister sites SexArt and The Life Erotic (where she’s known as Sima B). She’s not at all the typical ‘glamor model’ type. She is quiet, but not shy; self-contained, but not aloof; sexually confident, but not flirty. She’s a true individual, with an edgy taste in music and fashion, and she projects a sense of knowing exactly who she is. In a word, she’s cool. I got to know her when she was on location for SexArt a while back, and I found her fascinating. She’s naturally cute and effortlessly hot, and projects a love of sex that is utterly authentic. Here’s a little more about her, in her own words…

Shrima, please tell us about yourself.

SM: I’m 28 and I’m from Russia, St Petersburg. I moved there to study, and I stayed there. When I have free time I like to go for walks, go to the forest sometimes. I meet my friends, that kind of thing.

You seem like a quiet girl off camera, but then when you are shooting a scene you are very different…

SM: Yes, exactly!

Is this because you get to express a different side of your personality?

SM: Maybe. I love sex! Maybe this is the reason.

Do you like sex equally with girls and guys?

SM: Yes, both. I am bisexual.

Did you have experiences with girls before making movies?

SM: Not much. Maybe once or twice, maximum. When I’m shooting it’s different… it’s better!

And you also like shooting scenes with guys?

SM: Yes! I like DP, actually! I like all positions, but I like missionary best. In DP, I like one guy in front and one guy behind me, holding me up… it’s very quick pleasure, a very cool experience.

What type of guy do you like?

SM: It depends on their personality. It’s not a question of their body, it’s something inside.

Where do you like to meet guys?

SM: I don’t go to clubs, I only meet guys on shoots. I’ve only been in one serious relationship before, and now I am free! I am a romantic person. I don’t like clubs and noisy places, in my private life I am very boring!

Did you ever have sex in a public place?

SM: Yes, on a shoot, between some houses. I also did a naked photoshoot once.

Was it fun?

SM: No! If I think about doing a scene with two thousand, three thousand people watching, that’s okay for me, that’s very, very cool. But on the street, I feel like I could disturb somebody, I will get in trouble!



Emergency button: my naughty night nurse

Erotic fiction inspired by Noe Milk and Alexa Tomas in “Private Practice 2016”

I was admitted to the hospital for a few days; it turned out nothing was wrong, but they kept doing more tests, so I had to stay there. I was pretty upset I couldn't go home – until I met my night nurse. She was breathtaking! Her face wouldn’t have looked out of place on the cover of a magazine. Those gorgeous hazel eyes and moist full lips would make anyone weak at the knees. She was petite, with beautiful dark skin, and shiny hair that led the way down to a very shapely rear. Those scrubs really accentuated her curves. She was just my type of sexy. As soon as she came in, my heart raced to the point where the unit monitoring my vitals started beeping like crazy! 

"What’s wrong with the machine?" I gasped. "Is it broken?" I was embarrassed at being so easily excited, but it just made her smile. She didn't want to startle the other nurses, so she took the electrodes off my chest and took my temperature and blood pressure manually. I breathed deeply and tried to calm down, forcing myself to think about anything other than her soft hands pressing my skin, which was now overheated and tingling at the slightest touch. 

"You're going to be just fine," she giggled. "I will keep a close eye on you this evening. If you need anything, just push the call button and I will be right in."

She left the room and I lay there awhile, thinking about her. I wondered how her lips would taste. I was so turned on. I reached underneath my hospital gown and felt my leaking slit already moistening my fingertips. 

"I can't do this here," I thought to myself. 

The window to the hallway was open, leaving me in clear view of anyone passing. I needed some privacy. I snuck out of bed and went into the bathroom, thinking that if I had the shower running nobody would hear me. I took off my gown and stepped into the cubicle, sitting on the retractable seat. The showerhead was detachable, so I spread my legs, resting one foot up on the metal bar, and aimed the powerful jet of water right at my pussy.

The warm stream hit just right. My clit was already swollen and aching for release. I stroked my fingers over it while spraying the water at my crotch, trying to make myself come as rapidly as I could. I stuck my fingers inside my hot hole, pumping them in and out, fast and hard. I was almost there. But just when I was about to come, my foot slipped off the bar and accidentally pushed the call button on the wall. I panicked!

My night nurse was at the bathroom door within seconds. "What happened?" she asked, concerned. "Are you alright?" 

"Yes, I’m fine," I replied. "My foot just slipped."

"Your foot?" she giggled. 

"My hand, I mean," I backtracked. I'm sure she knew I was lying. I felt so embarrassed at the situation I’d been caught in that I just sat there, unable to move, water streaming off me.

"You didn't push the button on purpose, did you?" my nurse asked sternly.

"No, I didn't. I just needed… to be alone… and pushed it by accident."

I looked up at her, blushing. I thought she might scold me, or laugh at me. Instead, she came into the shower with me. Her uniform was instantly soaked. My heart raced as her lips met mine. They were so soft and luscious. I began moaning softly as we kissed. She knelt down in front of me and hoisted my leg over her shoulder. 

"There," she smiled. "I'm sure your foot won't slip now." 

She raised my other leg to the metal bar on the other side, fully exposing my pussy. I watched her eagerly as she kissed down my chest. Her lips felt amazing, sucking gently on my nipples. She leaned up to kiss my lips again, then moved down to nibble my inner thighs. She ran her tongue across my pussy and slowly up and down my slit. I was already trembling. I let out a loud moan, and she covered my mouth with her hand to keep me quiet. She quickened her pace, whirling her tongue around my clit. I thrust my hips up and down against her face, welcoming the tremors of my approaching climax. I had to bite down on her fingers to keep from screaming as I exploded from the inside out. 

I raised her beautiful face to mine and kissed her with all the passion I had inside me. I gripped her ass as she pressed her body close, still fully clothed and soaked. 

"You're going to get me in so much trouble," she whispered, kissing me again.

I stood her up and stripped off her lab coat and scrubs, hung them on the hook by the shower, and pulled her close again. Her skin was unbelievably soft and smooth. I pressed her up against the wall and rubbed my thigh on her pussy. It was so warm and wet. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I gripped her hips, encouraging her to grind on my leg. Her soft breasts felt so good against mine. I licked and sucked at her neck as she held me tighter. She started whimpering and gasping in my ear, her voice soft and muffled. I knew she was close. Her whole body was trembling.

I knelt down and encircled her tight little pussy with my mouth. I closed my lips around her clit and pressed the flat of my tongue right underneath. I could feel her flesh throb between my lips. I circled my tongue faster and faster until she came all over my face, with a low moan of pleasure.

I stood and kissed her hungrily, pushing my fingers into her throbbing cunt. She clenched her eyes tight as I fucked her fast and hard, my fingers hammering at her G-spot. Her walls squeezed my fingers tighter, her pussy getting even wetter. I didn't stop until she came a second time. Her whole body was shaking, her hips bucking against me. When she finally caught her breath she pushed me back slightly, saying she couldn’t handle any more.

I slid my fingers out of her slowly, looking deep in her eyes. She gave me the most beautiful smile, then pulled me close and kissed me again. I lost myself in the scent and taste of her.

I didn’t ever want to stop, but I also didn’t want to get her in trouble. We finally got dressed; me in my hospital gown, and her in a dry pair of scrubs – I had to sneak into the locker room to get them for her!

I hated the idea we wouldn’t get another chance to do this, but as it turned out, she was to be my night nurse for the remainder of my stay. When I found out, I wasn’t in such a hurry to get home…


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Feels good to be bad

Erotic fiction inspired by Lola A and Taylor Sands in “My Sweet Diary

“Have you been a good girl today, Anna?”

Anna looked at her lover, a little puzzled. “I guess so.”

“That’s a pity,” said Sarah. “I was hoping you’d say you’d been bad.”

Anna caught on quickly. “Let’s say I have been bad… what then?”

Sarah caressed Anna’s face with the backs of her fingers. “In that case, I’m going to have to give you a spanking. Go into the bedroom, undress to your panties and wait for me.”

They had never played games like this before, but the gleam in Sarah’s eyes had Anna intrigued and excited. She wondered how it would feel. Would it hurt? Would she like it? She felt a surge of nervous energy when Sarah came into the room and sat on the end of the bed.

“Come here and lie across my lap,” Sarah said. She was stern, but Anna could tell she was suppressing a smile, and felt reassured. When she was across Sarah’s knees, her lover caressed her ass, stroking and squeezing.  

“Have you really been a bad girl?” Sarah asked, running her hand over Anna’s silky panties.

“Oh I have,” Anna answered, her voice shaking with anticipation.

Sarah slid a hand between Anna’s thighs, and as she trailed a finger up and down the line of Anna’s slit, she discovered Anna’s panties were already wet. Abruptly, she smacked Anna on her left ass cheek, saying, “You need this don’t you, bad girl?”

“I do, I do…” spluttered Anna. “I’ve been a bad girl and I need to be punished.”

Sarah started spanking her firmly with the palm of her right hand. It stung, but Anna discovered she didn’t mind. In fact it was getting her unexpectedly excited. “Harder, please… I’ve been a really bad girl,” she gasped.

“How dare you!” responded Sarah, with a wicked grin that went unnoticed by Anna. “I’m in charge here. Lift up your hips!” 

Anna did as she was told, and Sarah pulled her panties down her thighs. She had made it clear who called the shots, but now she did as Anna had requested, and started spanking her harder. The slaps hurt more now they were landing on Anna’s bare ass flesh, and a hot, stinging sensation spread through her cheeks and into her pussy.

Sarah abandoned the steady rhythm she had been using until now and starting varying her strokes – sometimes quick and hard, sometimes slower, her fingers lingering on Anna’s glowing skin. She surveyed the pattern of red prints with satisfaction. She could tell the unpredictability, the ebb and flow of pain and pleasure, was starting to make Anna lose control.

When Anna was squirming and moaning on her lap, Sarah slid her hand between her lover’s thighs again. She found Anna's pussy was swollen with arousal, the lips slick with juice. Rubbing with her palm, she ran a fingertip up and down her slit, teasing at her clit until Anna shivered with pleasure.

“Have you learned your lesson, you bad girl?” Sarah asked. “Or do you need to be spanked some more?”

“More… I need you to spank me more…” Anna gasped, surprising herself. She had barely got her words out when she felt a loud slap on her right cheek, which made her shudder.

“Now stand up!” ordered Sarah. “And take off your panties!”

Being dominated by her usually gentle lover was as much of a turn on as the physical sensation of the spanking itself. As Anna kicked off her panties, Sarah took something from a drawer, then arranged a couple of pillows on the bed and told Anna to lie across them. Anna wanted to ask what was going to happen next, but a stern look from Sarah kept her quiet.

She held her breath, wondering what Sarah had taken from the drawer… then bucked her hips as a sudden slap landed across her right ass cheek. It was much harder than previously, and she realized Sarah had used a wooden paddle on her. It hurt, but in the best way. She felt a fresh flood of wetness between her thighs.

As the paddle mark on Anna’s ass flushed pink, Sarah spread her legs, pushed the pillows further underneath her and pulled her ass up so that her pussy was more exposed. Anna thought Sarah was preparing her ass for further punishment, and braced herself against the stinging pain; but she was wrong. Instead, Sarah slid two fingers knuckle deep inside Anna’s pussy. Anna sighed and pushed herself back onto them, absurdly grateful for the pressure against her sensation-hungry inner walls. Little did she know it was Sarah’s way of distracting her into thinking the spanking was over and getting her to relax and let her body loosen up.

The ruse worked a treat, and after fingering Anna’s dripping pussy until she was close to orgasm, Sarah gave her left ass cheek an almighty thwack with the paddle. Anna let out a scream, but Sarah ignored it and spanked her again, working her fingers harder, faster and deeper into Anna’s pussy – which clenched with every thrust.

Anna started squirming uncontrollably, rocking hard against Sarah’s thrusting fingers, the waves of pleasure obliterating the pain she’d felt moments earlier – and she came, experiencing the longest and most intense orgasm of her life.

Anna rolled onto her back on the bed, breathless and twitching in the aftermath of her climax. Sarah wrapped her arms around her lover, burying her face in her cleavage.

“I learned something this evening,” Anna sighed contentedly. “I need to be bad more often.”


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High flyers get down and dirty

Inspired by Flight of Fancy starring Zafira A and Sinn Sage

Air stewardesses Sinn and Zafira were walking down the corridor towards their flight when the final call for passengers to board boomed over the public address system. As Zafira sashayed past Sinn, she swayed her hips so her rear bounced with every step she took. She didn’t always walk like that; it was her way of being flirtatious with Sinn – which was something she’d done at every opportunity during the few months they’d worked together. So that Sinn would register her every move, Zafira made a habit of physically bumping into her; she also made sure her top was always pulled low enough to display her voluptuous cleavage.

On board, once the airplane had adjusted to cruise altitude, Sinn headed to the bathroom. As she was passing Zafira, she felt a hand brush her ass. Her blood boiled as she turned and Zafira winked naughtily at her. She didn’t know how much more of this teasing she could take, especially as she harboured yearnings for Zafira. As she held a damp cloth to her face and stared at her angry reflection in the bathroom mirror, someone knocked at the door.

“It’s me,” called Zafira mischievously. “Let me in… please.”

Although Sinn’s heart initially sank, it then skipped a beat. She took a deep breath and, with great trepidation, unlocked the door. Zafira checked that nobody was looking, and stepped inside. It was such a tight fit that they were forced to squeeze against other.

“Why are you doing this to me?” Sinn asked, frustrated. “Why do you continually tease me?”

“Me?” Zafira said with a smile, as she moved her lips closer to Sinn’s. “I’m not doing anything wrong, am I?”

“Yes you are!” Sinn snapped back. “You’re driving me crazy, I can’t take this…”

Zafira interrupted her, saying, “Well can you take this?” She planted a kiss on Sinn’s open mouth.

As their lips engaged and their tongues entwined, Sinn suddenly felt empowered. She hiked up Zafira’s skirt, slipped her hand down the front of her pantyhose, worked it inside her panties and rubbed her warm, wet pussy. She gave Zafira’s erect clit a tweak. Zafira bit down on her bottom lip to stifle a gasp of pleasure, and spread her legs as wide as she could in such a confined space, so that Sinn could inch two fingers inside her. As she groped Zafira’s heaving breasts through her blouse and bra, Sinn repeatedly thrust the two fingers deep inside her tight, juicy pussy, until Zafira started trembling and came all over her hand.

Sinn withdrew her fingers, licked one of them, and wiped the other across Zafira’s lips so she could taste her own juice.

“Now see what you made me do?” Sinn declared, eyes glinting with pleasure.

“There you go again,” answered Zafira. “Blaming me, when it was you who did the doing.”

“You’re so nasty!” Sinn said, smiling.

As she leaned in to kiss Zafira, the plane suddenly lurched and an announcement came over the public address system for everyone to take their seats due to turbulence. The girls quickly adjusted their uniforms and touched up their lipstick. Zafira stuck her head out of the door first, and when she saw that everyone on board was preoccupied with strapping themselves back into their seats, she turned to Sinn, nodded and they both made a swift exit from the bathroom. Sinn wore a smile throughout the rest of the flight, because Zafira had promised to carry on where they’d left off, during their layover.

Keeping to her promise, once they’d checked into their neighbouring rooms at the airport hotel, Zafira knocked on Sinn’s door. Sinn let her in, and barely had time to close the door behind her before Zafira grabbed her hand, dragged her to the bed and threw her on top of it. Sinn giggled as Zafira pushed her legs apart, knelt between them and ripped a huge hole in the crotch of her pantyhose. She pulled Sinn’s panties aside and dived in. She lapped away at Sinn’s thoroughly wet pussy and gently nibbled at her clit.

Sinn closed her eyes in ecstasy, murmuring, “Yes, yes… I’ve been longing for this since I first set eyes on you.”

Zafira came up for air, smiled, and spat on two of her fingers. She slid them into Sinn’s pussy, which was now so wet you could hear slurping sounds as Zafira finger-fucked her hard and fast. Sinn groaned and begged Zafira to lick her clit as well. Zafira happily did so, but as her tongue and fingers made the delicious sensations build, Sinn took control. She grabbed Zafira’s head, held it firmly against her pussy and ground herself hard against it. It wasn’t long before Sinn’s entire body started shaking with an intense orgasm, and she squirted in Zafira’s mouth.

Releasing Zafira’s head, Sinn rolled her over onto her back and said, “Wow!”

Once they’d got their breath back, Sinn undid Zafira’s uniform and popped her breasts out of her bra. She flicked and whirled her tongue rapidly over both nipples, kissing all around them. Sinn ran her tongue down over Zafira’s washboard tummy, shredding her pantyhose as she pulled them off, then yanking her panties down to her ankles. She wrapped them tighter to keep Zafira’s ankles bound as she removed her high heels and started licking the soles of her bare feet.

Zafira squirmed with delight and let out tiny sighs; sighs that soon transformed into loud groans when Sinn ran her tongue up the inside of her leg. When she reached Zafira’s glistening mound, she licked around it and down between her ass cheeks. Zafira shuddered, and Sinn unbound her ankles and spread her legs wide, making her pussy lips part so juice leaked out over the fleshy folds. Sinn lapped it up with relish and began sucking on her clit. While Zafira loved every second of Sinn’s actions, she craved penetration.

“Use your fingers,” she gasped. “Stick them in me, stick them in me.” Sinn looked up and grinned. It was her turn to play Zafira at her own game. She sucked on her fingers and started trailing them along Zafira’s sopping wet slit and over her ass, gently prodding at its entrance. Zafira was beside herself, moaning loudly and trembling with frustration. Eventually Sinn relented and slid two fingers deep inside Zafira’s pussy, as she gently eased one inside her ass.

Zafira let out a long moan. As Sinn thrust harder, faster, and deeper, Zafira clung to the sheets and started shuddering all over, sexual electricity coursing through her entire body. She shrieked with pleasure as she came like crazy and collapsed in a sweaty heap, Sinn’s fingers still buried inside her pussy and ass.

They barely made it back on board the airplane in time for their return flight, hoping nobody would notice that neither of them were wearing pantyhose now.

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Sex kitten Milena up close and personal!

Ukrainian cutie Milena D is one of the most enduringly popular models across the MetArt Network. Since her debut on our big sister site MetArt in 2010 at the age of 18, this adorable little sex kitten has enthralled members with her unique combination of naughtiness and angelic looks.

It makes it all the more surprising that she only made her first Viv Thomas appearance this summer, having featured in three delicious girl-girl photosets since then. It’s astounding that she manages to look so pure and yet so seductive as she gets intimate with her co-stars, and helps explain why she is such an unforgettable and well-loved model.

Milena’s hair often plays a starring role in her photosets – both the wavy hair on her head that reaches right down to her peachy bottom, and the luxuriant bush she has been known to sport, to the delight of fans of all-natural beauty.

Here’s the chance to get to know one of our top models a little better… and if you find yourself craving more, she has an impressive 69 appearances to date on MetArt, including a handful of movies, so that’s the perfect place to start!

Milena, please tell us about yourself.

M: I am 25 years old, and I was born and brought up in Kiev, the greenest city in Europe, where many nations and cultures magically intertwine. Since I was little, even before I started school, I have really enjoyed embroidery and knitting. I graduated from music school, I played piano and accordion and successfully participated in city competitions among musicians, receiving first place awards. All these things were and still are my hobbies. It’s my way of meditating. I’ve got a forest cat at home, a couple of years ago I had nine cats.

What inspired you to get into nude modeling?

M: I like doing new things, experiencing something new for myself. In 2010 one of these new things was nude modeling. Being a model means working on yourself, it’s a challenge for your body and your emotions. Girls that did dancing or gymnastics before are used to that sort of thing, but for me it was completely new.

What is your favorite thing about your appearance?

M: Everything. Really. However my appearance changes, I still like it.

How do you keep in such good shape?

M: I walk around naked at home, I watch what I eat, I go to nude beaches, this makes me stay in shape at all times. Also I walk a lot, around 15 km a day sometimes, and I really like swimming.

How would you describe your personality?

M: If you were to define my personality by type – I am sanguine. Sometimes I experience very strong emotions (passion, joy, sadness) but all in all my personality is quite peaceful and cheerful. I can control myself.

Are you a romantic person?

M: A romantic is someone who opposes society, has a lifelong struggle with their environment. No, I'm not a romantic person, I prefer harmony and I practice it in everything and with everyone who is close to me. To make the world a more beautiful place you need to take a realistic look at things.

Are you an exhibitionist?

M: I think so. However, sometimes I get shy and I probably would not be able to go around the city naked.

Who do you prefer – men or women?

M: Of course I prefer men – however beautiful a girl is in life or in bed, for me a woman can never beat a man.

What kind of men do you like?

M: I like men who are confident, imperious but at the same time sensitive, with a good understanding of the female psyche. I like them to be courageous and brave, like the Gods from legends. It’s ideal if this is all combined in one person.

Where do you prefer to meet people?

M: I used to meet a lot of people at the beach, in cafes and many other places. These were just friendly encounters, with no after-stories. I’ve never seen any of these people again. That’s why I prefer to meet people online and keep our relationship going there (my twitter account is @MilenaAngel). This gives us the opportunity to always keep in touch, no matter where we live, we can follow each other’s successes and feel the support in various situations. For me, it’s very important to feel that my friends are always there for me, in spite of thousands of kilometers between us.

Do you believe in open relationships?

M: I think it’s quite hard to passionately love several people at the same time. It’s possible when it’s done in turns.

What are your ambitions?

M: The role of women in the world is to carry the beauty, to create warmth and harmony around them. Fill the heart with love. The world needs to dream about beautiful things, to see the natural beauty and to improve itself by being inspired. Every day before going to bed, I ask myself, has someone become happier today because of me? And if the answer is yes, then I go to sleep peacefully.

Is there anything else you would like to tell your fans?

M: Dream big and enjoy this life. Explore the possibilities and inspire others with your accomplishments. Life is beautiful and this is exactly what I want to convey to you with my creativity.



My first time with another girl

Erotic fiction inspired by Macy and Veel in 'Angelic'

I’ve flirted with other women before, but only ever in front of boyfriends, because it’s a surefire way of turning them on. Recently though, it’s been on my mind more and more. I wanted to know what it would feel like to touch another girl, to feel her lips on mine. I didn’t have the courage to make it happen though; I needed a dominant woman who would teach me what to do and help me to explore this side of my sexuality.

I’d always had the impression my friend Macy was more into girls than guys, so I asked her to join me for drinks, to see where it might lead. We hadn’t been in the bar long when I began to sense she was eyeing up my braless boobs encased in a halter-neck top. I enjoyed the attention she was paying me; she’s a tall, Amazonian beauty with long black hair and vivid blue eyes, and I realized I’d always been subconsciously attracted to her. That night she was wearing a tight black boob tube and short skirt, which accentuated the curves of her sexy body.

A tune came on the sound system and I started to dance, my breasts swaying to the beat, my erect nipples clearly outlined through the thin, clinging material of my top. Macy started dancing with me and my heart beat faster as she looked in my eyes, smiled and gave one of my nipples a playful tweak. I sighed with pleasure, my eyelids fluttering as my body flooded with arousal. That was the only invitation Macy needed; she stepped in closer to me, so that one of her thighs was thrusting between mine. As we started moving in synch with each other, our breasts brushed together and we gazed into each other’s eyes, smiling; and the more we danced, the higher Macy’s tiny skirt rode up her thighs.

I could see her skimpy black panties had slid up between her pussy lips, and a shiver of lust swept through me. Macy caught me staring at her crotch, grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard. As her tongue snaked between my open lips, I closed my eyes and went weak at the knees.

I could feel her breasts heaving against me, her breathing heavy as we French kissed. She jammed a thigh up against my crotch and I ground my pussy against it, feeling myself get wet. It felt heavenly, but when I pulled back to look at Macy’s beautiful face, I noticed a couple of guys watching us lecherously. Macy turned to see what I was looking at, then said, “Screw this, we’re going back to my place.”

As soon as we were inside Macy’s apartment, she took me by the hand and led me into her bedroom, but not to the bed – instead she backed me against a wall. I was nervous and excited, but when Macy cradled my head in her hands and kissed me, I simply surrendered to the sensation.

Macy took a handful of my hair and yanked my head forward, exposing my neck. She kissed it, gently at first, then sucking hard enough to bruise, as she untied the bow that held my top together. It slipped down to my waist, exposing my tits. Macy was on them in a flash, showering them in kisses and sucking voraciously on my nipples, making them throb.

I pulled down her boob tube so her firm breasts popped out. I squeezed one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, making her moan with pleasure. Emboldened by knowing I was turning her on, I stroked her thighs with my other hand, slowly working my way up to her tight black panties, which I discovered were sopping wet. I could feel the folds of her labia through the clinging fabric, and searched for the hard nub of her clit; but the moment I found it, Macy hiked up my skirt, bringing all my focus back to my own needy body. My tiny white thong was wet through and I so desperately wanted Macy to touch my pussy, but knew I’d never get my thong down over my heavily buckled boots.

“Shall I take them off?” I asked, pointing at my footwear.

“No need,” Macy replied. “I think they’re really sexy. I have a better idea.”

She took a pair of scissors from the drawer of her dressing table and winked at me as she grabbed my thong and cut it away from my body with one quick snip. Her animalistic lust was a real turn-on; and when her long, slender fingers started to explore my pussy it drove me wild. They slipped around my fleshy folds and slid firmly over my clit, making me rock against her hand, then moved down further, teasing the creamed-up entrance to my pussy. When I was whimpering with need, tormented by the urge to be filled, she plunged two fingers inside me, deep and hard. I yelped with pleasure, grinding on them.

I wanted to touch Macy the way she was touching me. I pulled her panties to one side and stroked her shaven pussy lips. As I ran a finger up and down her sticky slit, she moaned and thrust her fingers inside me even deeper. She grabbed me tight and started building up a steadier rhythm, sliding her fingers in and out of me ferociously. It felt incredible, her fingers stretching me open and fucking me as I explored her juiced-up snatch, thrusting a second finger into the hot wetness. I could hardly believe I had my fingers buried deep in a beautiful girl’s wet pussy. She was ramming me harder and faster, my pussy making sticky slurping noises, and I did the same, trying to make her feel as good as she was making me feel.

Her pussy responded to my firm touch, and as my pace quickened, I felt her start to tremble on my hand. She was rubbing my clit hard with the palm of her hand as she fingered me, and I felt my sugar walls tighten up as I raced towards my orgasm.

Suddenly, Macy pinned me against the wall with a forearm against my chest. As she slammed her fingers in and out of me and rubbed my clit with her thumb, I started to shake. I was still squirming my fingers around inside her slippery hole, making her shudder with delight. The feeling of her body pressed against mine, the insistent thrust of her fingers, her juice trickling down my hand; the sensations built and built until my hips started bucking and I came all over Macy’s hand, writhing under her restraining grip. Seconds later she followed suit.

When we had both caught our breath, Macy released me from her grip, kissing me more gently, and asked, “Fancy something to eat?”

“You’re going to cook for me?” I replied naively.

"No I’m not,” she answered, deadpan, but with a twinkle in her eyes.

She pushed me to my knees, spreading her legs invitingly. I’d hoped to find a dominant girl to teach me what to do, and in Macy I’d certainly hit the jackpot.



New movie from superstar Viv Thomas director Sandra Shine!

I’m so excited to tell you about legendary model-turned-director Sandra Shine’s brand new movie for Viv Thomas. ‘Love Lesson,’ which launches from today, was written by our very own Paul Holmes aka Holmesy, who as many of you know has been involved with the running of Viv Thomas for several years, and was responsible for scripting such favourites as ‘Story of She 2.’

‘Love Lesson’ harks back to classic Viv Thomas plotlines, with a racy story concerning two lesbian couples that get entangled in each other’s love lives during a summer vacation. And who better to film this than Sandra, who has experienced the special blend of romance, lust and fun from both sides of the camera, having starred in unforgettable films from Viv’s own directing heyday including ‘Prim and Improper,’ ‘Butterfly’ and ‘I Dream of Jo.’

Let’s not forget our stellar cast, either; Gina Gerson makes a long-awaited return to Viv Thomas as the adorable little cutie trying to make her sophisticated partner, Henessy, relax and have some fun; while Ivana Sugar and Anina Silk are the playful couple who are only too willing to show their new friends how to have a good time. Shot in a beautiful sun-drenched villa and combining all the best elements that have made Viv Thomas a force to be reckoned with over the years, ‘Love Lesson’ feels like something very special. And did I mention that the sex is SUPER-HOT, with lashings of intense pussy-eating, face-sitting and tribbing? I can’t wait to hear what you all think of it.



Onirica, Episode Four: Kinky

An erotic fantasy inspired by Alis Locanta's masterpieces featuring Alyssa Reece, Lola A and Tiffany Doll

This is a continuation from episode three, which was posted on this blog on August 17, 2016. The story so far: writer Alyssa is haunted by visions of a beautiful dancer – Lola. When Lola appears on her television screen during a raging storm, Alyssa is drawn to follow a distant light. She finds herself in a room with three mirrors; her reflection climbs out of one mirror to seduce her, while another mirror twin watches before emerging. As the mirror twins stimulate Alyssa’s pussy and ass to orgasm, Lola appears in the third mirror…

The story continues…

Alyssa’s vision was still blurred from the intensity of her orgasm, but she could see well enough to know that her mirror twins had vanished.

“What happened to them? What happened to Lola?”

As her mind came back into focus slowly, the whispers returned. They were subtly suggesting alien thoughts and sensations, not coming from her consciousness, but perhaps from something living deep inside her.

A gentle hand suddenly stroked across her belly. Now she clearly felt another girl's naked body get in intimate contact with her, hugging her tight, sliding together in the sweat and saliva and juice. It was beautiful, full of love.

“Lola?” The girl was caressing up and down Alyssa's tummy, reaching for her breasts, circling around her nipples, which were getting hard again.

“Lola, is it you?” Alyssa did her best to focus on the sweet and perfect creature sharing such deep love with her. Lola's smile met Alyssa's starry eyes like the sun's first light at dawn. Alyssa smiled back at her, full of passion, drawing closer to her mouth to share the kiss she had so often dreamed about.

Now they would be together forever in their own perfect world… would they?

The whispers began again, growing louder and louder. The lights grew weaker. Alyssa felt the whole room begin to tilt. The floor was slippery with pussy juice and sweat. Alyssa could feel Lola slipping away from her as the room moved to an almost vertical angle and became darker. She was growing really scared.

She was holding Lola as tight as she could, but it was getting harder to hang on to her. Her body was slippery, and she was disappearing into the darkness. The room was vertical now, the lights almost completely extinguished, but for some strange reason Alyssa wasn’t slipping as Lola was. What was happening?

A loud metallic noise broke the silence. Alyssa felt panicked. It was pitch black and she couldn't feel Lola any more. She felt something cold around her body, and realized she couldn’t move at all. A metallic device was holding her still, clamping around her wrists and ankles, pushing her into a seated position, and pressing against her back and ass. She heard rapid footsteps approach.

“Who’s there?”

Something pushed against her mouth. It was hard and round, fighting to get past her lips. She couldn’t resist, and in a few moments it was inside her mouth, a strap holding it in place. It was a ball gag!


“Welcome to my wonderful playground. Do you want to be a good girl and be my toy?” said a sweet voice in a sexy French accent.

A weak white light came on right above her. Alyssa immediately realized she wasn't in the same room any more. She was firmly shackled to a steel device, a chair with a large open gap where the seat should be. Her legs were held open by steel rings, her pussy totally vulnerable, while her wrists were restrained up above her head. She couldn’t move, and the ball gag filled her mouth.

Lola was there too, completely naked, her wrists tied with a dirty rope that hung from the ceiling. Right beside her, ass to ass, one of Alyssa's mirror twins was tied in the same position.

“You will be the most beautiful toy in my collection. Now it's time to play hard. I am Tiffany, this is my realm and you are mine now!” said the sexy French woman.

She grabbed a strange toy, like a strap-on but with one huge dildo protruding from the front and another from the back of the harness, which strapped around her ass. With an almost feline grace she put it on and stepped between Lola and Alyssa’s mirror twin, facing Lola’s back. She held Lola steady as she penetrated her pussy with the strap-on, then reached behind her to grab Alyssa’s mirror twin and thrust the back dildo into her.

Tiffany began to fuck both Lola and Alyssa’s mirror twin, moving back and forth harder and harder. They were both incredibly excited to be part of the kinky game, juices leaking from their pussies.

“I'm warming up for you, Alyssa – you’re next!” Tiffany purred, her sensual accent getting Alyssa aroused all over again. It was so exciting to watch Tiffany fuck both Lola and her mirror twin with the bizarre toy.

“What will she do to me?” The anticipation was making Alyssa so horny, her pussy opening up and dripping juices. The whispers had started again. They knew she wanted it too, and incredibly hard…

The End

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Again: hypersexual craving for sweet pussy

Inspired by ‘Hypersexuality’ episode three, starring Jessie Volt & Kira Zen

Have you ever had love so good, you didn't want to leave? The kind that was so irresistible that no matter how exhausted you were, you always found a reason to stay? Jessie and Kira had reached well beyond this point. It was Tuesday morning. They had been making love for three days straight. The weekend was long gone. Neither one had slept, or had anything to eat, besides each other. Yet, they were still full of energy. Kira was having a hard time leaving Jessie. She couldn't even stop kissing her while getting dressed. Jessie wasn't helping the situation either. She kept her hands wandering all over Kira's body the entire time. Jessie waited until Kira had buttoned her last button, then mischievously pinned her down on the bed.

“Bad girl!” Kira exclaimed. “Let me up or I'll have to spank you... again!”

“In that case, I won't let you up,” Jessie replied.

“I can't play. I have to go,” Kira sighed, pouting a little.

“Please, stay with me?” Jessie pleaded, grazing her lips over Kira's mouth. “You know you want to...”

Jessie looked in Kira's eyes searchingly, waiting for her to give in. Kira couldn't resist those eager eyes staring down at her. She was so adorably persuasive. It took a lot of mental strength just for Kira to get up off the bed. After all the teasing, Jessie finally let her go. Kira kissed Jessie quickly, trying her best not to look at her as she sped out the door.

Now that Kira was gone, Jessie turned her attention to her own schedule for the day and got dressed. She intended to keep busy to make the day go by faster. Meanwhile, Kira had only made it down one flight of stairs before she had to stop in the hallway. All that teasing from Jessie had really got to her. She stood against the wall with her face flushed, heart beating erratically, flooded with desire. She was breathing as if she was panicked, almost hyperventilating. Her dress felt more like chains wrapped around her body. She had spent all weekend naked and now her skin was unwillingly readjusting to being covered. She tugged on her annoyingly tight collar and soothed her neck. She couldn't think of anything but Jessie's touch. She ran her hands down to her pussy and gripped tight at the flesh. She could feel her clit throb under her panties as she thought about Jessie. Her pussy was calling out to her.

Suddenly, Kira raced back up the stairs and knocked urgently on the door. Jessie was already dressed and hurried to open it, thinking Kira had forgotten something. As soon as she opened up, Kira took Jessie in her arms and kissed her wildly. Jessie was startled. Before she knew it, Kira had Jessie pinned down on the bed. The sheets were still warm from their weekend tryst. Kira nibbled at Jessie's neck and licked up to her lips to meet in a kiss.

“Again?” Kira smiled down at Jessie.

That's all she had to say. Jessie nodded in agreement and kissed her deeply. Kira tore off the clothes imprisoning her flesh. Buttons flew all over the bed as she wriggled out of the sleeves. She rolled her dress off and quickly undressed Jessie, tossing their clothes in a crumpled pile on the floor. They entwined their fingers together and pressed closer. Kira kissed down Jessie's chest and explored her luscious breasts with her mouth. She craved the taste of Jessie's pussy.

“Sit on my face,” Kira commanded. Jessie rolled them over so she was on top and straddled Kira's face. Kira whirled her tongue around Jessie’s pussy like a cyclone. Jessie could barely stand the sensation. Her stomach muscles fluttered, trying to keep up with the accelerating pressure of Kira's lips. Kira grabbed hold of Jessie's ass and held her in place as she drank down her sweet nectar. Jessie started shaking, her hands gripping tightly at her own breasts. Her whole body shuddered as she came all over Kira's face.

Jessie collapsed on top of Kira. Their lips met once more as they breathed lustfully into each other’s mouth. Kira was so turned on, juice was seeping from her pussy. She wrapped her legs around Jessie’s waist and started humping up against her, building the friction on her pussy. She was almost there, her moans getting louder. Jessie dug her hips deeper, feeling pulses coming through Kira's clit like the first shocks of an awaiting earthquake. Suddenly, Kira's pussy squirted like a splattered piece of fruit all over the bed, liquid gushing over Jessie's pelvis.

Jessie caressed Kira’s face to calm her down. Kira's body was shaking. Jessie was so glad Kira had decided to stay. As they lay still, she thought about how to keep Kira there just a little longer. She had one more mischievous trick up her sleeve. Little did Kira know, a fully charged vibrating wand was waiting for her pussy as soon as she got dressed again.


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Onirica, Episode Three: Flesh

An erotic fantasy inspired by Alis Locanta's masterpieces featuring Alyssa Reece, Lola A and Tiffany Doll

This is a continuation from episode two, which was posted on this blog on July 21, 2016. The story so far: writer Alyssa is haunted by visions of a beautiful dancer – Lola. When Lola appears on her television screen during a raging storm, Alyssa is drawn to follow a distant light. She finds herself in a room with three mirrors; her reflection climbs out of one mirror to seduce her, while another mirror twin watches before emerging…

The story continues…

Alyssa and her right mirror twin were kissing, sucking and swirling tongues as they ground together; they were breathing and drinking from each other. Alyssa's need to get fucked was howling a primal song through her body. Without warning, her ass cheeks were grabbed so hard that she almost screamed.

“Who is touching me?” Her mirror twin's hands were gripping her shoulders as their pussies rubbed together, so it couldn’t be her. "Who, then?"

The soft but strong hands were squeezing and spanking Alyssa's sweaty ass cheeks, spreading them wide, leaving her asshole and pussy exposed and vulnerable. "I know these hands... they are... mine!"

Alyssa's left mirror twin, who had emerged from the mirror unnoticed, was on her knees behind Alyssa, ready to give her what she was begging for; she wanted to stimulate deep inside her body, while the other twin stimulated her outside.

Something hard and wet was pushing insistently against Alyssa's asshole, lubing it up and pushing deeper, penetrating; it was the left twin's tongue, fucking Alyssa's ass as her pussy was rubbing against her right twin's thigh. It felt amazing, drool and pussy juices mixing between her cheeks in a potion of pure lust. Alyssa was moaning so loud the glass of the last remaining mirror was trembling.

Alyssa's lust was growing with each stroke, lick and push inside her ass, her mirror twins matching her hunger. Her senses were being pushed beyond any human limit, hands wandering all over her body, spanking, squeezing and rubbing. The left twin rubbed her wet pussy against Alyssa’s calf as she tongue-fucked her ass, leaving a trail of cream. The right twin was holding her tight, each tribbing against the other’s thigh, soaked in juice and sweat. The sexual excitement was almost too much for Alyssa’s body to handle, but her soul was aching for more. Only one spot was left unattended, her G-spot, which was pulsing and convulsing as her thighs and pussy hole clenched with unbearable pleasure.

As Alyssa felt her orgasm building, ready to erupt, the central mirror came alive. A dark but luminous silhouette was dancing inside it, a perfectly sculpted, elegant body. The movement was erotic and sensual, multicolored light radiating around it.

"Who is she? Could it be..?"

Alyssa's mind fell silent, held prisoner by her dominating lust. Her rational fears and questions were overwhelmed by desire, although the whispers were still there, not in words but playing subtly with sensations deep inside her.

"It’s Lola!"

For a moment she was transported back to her couch, writing on her laptop and imagining Lola in every detail: her long, toned thighs; her perfect round ass, moving so sensually; her silky golden hair, drenching the air with an intense aroma of flowers; her soft breasts, bouncing hypnotically to the same rhythm, with perky nipples begging to be sucked; her juicy pussy, with puffy labia, so inviting, needing to be explored… to be discovered, touched, caressed, massaged and stimulated at her most intimate and sensitive spot. The more Alyssa pictured Lola, the more the dark silhouette in the glass took her shape.

"Please fuck me, fuck me harder... harder, I need it... I need to come!"

As Alyssa’s body screamed for release, her right mirror twin looked deeply into her eyes, wrapping an arm around her neck as her free hand went between her legs, fingers circling around her pussy hole. The moment seemed like an eternity to Alyssa.

"Sparkling beauty, like a flaming galaxy deep within myself... clearly visible from my own eyes... so much beauty and perfection inside myself, I can finally see it!" In that everlasting moment, Alyssa realized how infinite and divine was the light living deep in her heart, making her truly alive and perfect in her own unique way. "You are a goddess, hold tight to what you see inside yourself and let that beautiful light shine… you are perfect as you are because you are unique, and you are unique because you are yourself... Alyssa!" She could hear it within herself, not in the form of words, but rather in the shape of deep and intimate sensations, feelings and love... an infinite love.

Alyssa's right mirror twin was still circling her fingers around her wide-open pussy, which was clenching like a voracious snake's mouth, ready to swallow those fingers in one bite. Her juices were flowing down her legs, lubing the right twin’s fingers, while the left twin ground furiously against her calf and tongued her asshole even deeper.

"Please fuck me, fuck me hard, please!" The urge was extreme, even more than breathing.

The right twin pushed her middle and ring fingers into Alyssa’s hungry pussy, penetrating her slowly. The sensation of those long fingers sliding against the inner walls of her pussy, making them tighten and convulse, was intense, and when they reached Alyssa’s G-spot she let out a moan of pure pleasure. The right twin increased the pressure with each stroke, the left twin still mercilessly tonguing her ass. Loud squelching noises came from her pussy, juice pouring out as the finger-fucking got harder, massaging her G-spot.

Her orgasm was building exponentially, a tsunami of liquid pleasure ready to erupt like a geyser. The sensation was intense and beautiful, a flow of warm juice running like a stream from deep inside, her most intimate, secret spot filled over and over. Meanwhile Lola was still dancing inside the glass of the largest mirror, becoming more and more visible – her joyful smile, her shining eyes.

Alyssa’s sweat and juice flowed from every pore, thighs clenching as her G-spot was pounded. Her pussy tightened, almost devouring the fingers, as she hovered on the verge of the strongest orgasm of her life.

"Please make me come, I need to come! Please fuck me, fuck me!" her body screamed out.

The left twin placed a fingertip against Alyssa’s asshole, tapping gently at first, but pressing a little harder after each tap. The tapping, probing, thrusting sensation drove Alyssa wild, another melodious moan bursting from her. It was a furious storm of pleasure, the right twin fingering her ass while biting and licking her cheeks, and the right twin barraging her G-spot while kissing all over her face and neck.

"I’m coming, I’m coming... I can't hold it anymore!"

Stroke after stroke, inside both holes, made Alyssa lose control; the right twin pulled out her fingers and a huge explosion of pleasure invested every muscle of her beautiful body, a thunderstorm that filled her with electricity. She erupted like a volcano, squirting a powerful jet of juices as the sensations swept through her. She couldn’t stay standing, sinking to the floor in a puddle of her own wetness. The squirting gradually diminished, but the tremors of her orgasm kept her trembling and convulsing like a flag in the wind.

Her thighs snapped shut, her senses swimming in the warm embrace of her own hot liquid. It was a beautiful feeling, full of passion… her own warmth, her own lust, her own love.

As her shivers of ecstasy died down, Alyssa opened her eyes and looked around. Something had happened… something had changed!

To be continued…

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    inklover 3 hours ago

    It's pretty much guaranteed I will :-) I still remember Dominance, never was a movie more aptly-named :-) And it's great seeing Viola back, hopefully it won't be just for this one scene too!

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    Rose 3 hours ago

    The long-awaited return of gorgeous Viola Bailey to VT – and with firecracker Eva Berger, no less! I have a feeling you're going to enjoy this scene :-)

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    Rose 3 hours ago

    I'm glad you discovered this, Mimi – Lana is one of my all-time favourite girls! She just has such a dirty look in her eyes :-)

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    Mimi17 6 hours ago

    Excellent scene. I'd love Angelina to drop by anytime..

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    Mimi17 7 hours ago

    Beautiful scene of these two making love..

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    Mimi17 8 hours ago

    OH..naughty Eve getting on with the 'help' then leaving her to clean up afterwards! Fantastic sex with Eve taking control again, wiping all the plates off the table to take advantage of Lana. Great with all the plates smashing while they fuck on the table. Very nice:))))

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    Mimi17 8 hours ago

    Great to see the models chatting casually..but what I really liked was Tiffany moaning in French while Eve was down on her. I love the way Eve takes control and leads the sex which disappointingly only resulted in penetration. The girls couldn't seem to be able to cum while being licked but they certainly got off on the finger fucking. Great viewing.

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    Mimi17 9 hours ago

    Smouldering, hot and super sexy this shows Eve performing naturally and doing her best with the equally hot Tracy Gold. Excellent.

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    Mimi17 10 hours ago

    Eve Angel is hot and has become one of my favourite models. I love watching her lick pussy..

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    Rose 23 hours ago

    Rest assured Sandra is a permanent member of our Viv Thomas team, Rollingstoned! She and Alis both have some amazing new movies in production :-)

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    Rose 23 hours ago

    That is such a good question, Inklover! I'm fascinated by power dynamics and power games – I find myself writing about them over and over on, because it's how I like to play :-)
    I will have to ask my bi male friends if the power dynamic is different depending on whether they are with a guy or a girl. I really want to know now!

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    fer_realz 1 day ago

    I hope that frantic behind the scenes negotiations are being carried out right now, industriously trying to recruit Red Fox to shoot at least an experimental film for VT.... I haven't felt particularly motivated to watch many VT films lately but I would definitely go out of my way to watch a Red Fox scene...

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    inklover 1 day ago

    I've been considering getting a subscription on one of the other met sites, Michelle H as director is definitely a good argument!

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    fer_realz 1 day ago

    Lovely, lovely interview! Thank you, Natasha! What fun to hear your voice for the first time and put a voice to the face! And such fun hearing what makes you what you are. (:

    Fans of Red Fox who want to check out her work behind the scenes ~ she's got some really lovely films over on ErroticaArchives, including a really nice one of Emmy posted just the other day. (: If you want to support her job as a director, check them out!

    Oh, speaking of Michelle/Red Fox as a director... any chance of getting her to direct a film or two over here for VT? Are you able to comment on that, Rose? Judging by her solo work, I bet she'd be able to bring some sizzle to couples films!

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    inklover 1 day ago

    What an awesome interview! I like her even more now that I've gotten a peek into her mind, which I've found tends to happens with these BTS interviews :) It's gotta be the first time I hear a performer say she doesn't masturbate because she gets to have sex though, that was an interesting answer!

    I've also noticed that performers who think of themselves as bisexual tend to be more comfortable dominating other women while preferring to be more submissive with men. I wonder if they do like to fool around with women because a lot of men are more comfortable taking charge in bed and being with a woman she gets to have both?

    On a side-note, I wonder if bisexual men have the same preferences?

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    Rose 1 day ago

    She's SO gorgeous! I met Michelle on location with Alis and she seemed quite shy at first, but she has this confident and funny side too. She's an amazing model and actress, and a talented director – we featured one of her movies on MetArt and hope to see more from her. And she's simply one of the sexiest girls I've ever met. What a star.

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    rollingstoned 3 days ago

    Beautiful! Oh how I wish Sandra would take over directorial duties here at Viv Thomas!

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    phairfie 3 days ago

    Off the charts !

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    freeborn2 3 days ago

    two big girls who know their way all round the block - and each others' bodies!

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