An erotic fantasy by Lex, inspired by Alis Locanta's masterpieces featuring Alyssa Reece, Lola A and Tiffany Doll
A raging storm was unleashing its fury all night, knocking violently against Alyssa's fragile living room window.
Two o'clock in the morning, nothing but darkness outside and the howling wind. Alyssa couldn't sleep, and not just because of the storm. Something was holding her back – a subtle whisper, a voice, an alien idea wandering in the deepest and darkest corners of her mind, hounding her relentlessly and giving her respite only at the first light of dawn.
"Why is this happening to me? Who is calling me from within?" she mused. Alyssa couldn't explain, but as soon as the sun was below the horizon, something began haunting her mind, her thoughts and even her most intimate feelings without mercy.
Alyssa loved writing, it was her passion, and she found it was the only thing she could do to tame the whispering – write, follow the flow of those mysterious thoughts. She couldn't understand them, they were whispering but not talking, telling her something but not with words… her mind couldn't understand, but her artistic heart could.
So at two o'clock in the morning, alone with the darkness, rain, thunder and lightning, Alyssa was sitting on the couch, wearing just a pair of white panties and a shirt. Her long bare legs were crossed, holding her laptop, while her hands flew over the keyboard, writing a story coming from a choir of unknown voices.
Alyssa was writing a story about a girl: Lola.
Alyssa had never met her, never heard about her, not even in dreams… who was Lola? Why was Alyssa so obsessed with her?
"Is she real? Why are they constantly talking about her? Will this ever end?"
Lola was beautiful beyond belief, with long blonde hair, a magical smile and a perfect sculpted body that could bring life even in the desert. Every night, Alyssa spent countless hours until the morning light describing Lola in detail. The whispers never mentioned her name, they never described her, but images of Lola arose in Alyssa's thoughts without any palpable source. As she was writing and imagining her, Alyssa was slowly developing a relationship with Lola. She was feeling something for Lola – was she real in some way?
A distant but violent crash of thunder made the window glass tremble. The only light was from a rusty desk lamp near the couch and the cold white glow of the TV, emitting a static signal. Alyssa's hands were writing, with her mind a silent spectator to the fantasy that was materializing on the screen... each night a different place, a different story, but always with Lola as the protagonist.
That night Lola was dancing, with spotlights illuminating her perfect beauty. She was on a stage, naked, covered in glitter and with a cloud of water droplets surrounding her and wetting her soft skin as the warm lights embraced her.
The more Alyssa let herself slip into the whispers, the more she wrote, and the more seductive, elegant and provocative Lola’s dancing became. She flexed her whole body like a ballerina, the amazing muscle of her thighs visible as she raised her leg up near her head, giving a quick glimpse of her juicy pussy.
She was dancing and dancing, in an eternal storm of beauty and passion; caressing her toned tummy, circling her bellybutton and almost fucking it with her index finger, touching her breasts, squeezing her hard nipples while her other hand played with her long golden hair. The more she danced, the more she teased and the more excited she became.
Alyssa's fingers didn’t stop traveling on the keyboard, never interrupting Lola's wonderful dance. As Lola's excitement grew, so did Alyssa's. Was Lola seducing Alyssa or was Alyssa just letting herself be driven by her imagination? It didn't really matter – the sexual excitement between them was real; so real that juice was now soaking Alyssa's panties.
Alyssa’s pussy was aching to get fucked, her thighs squeezing together, rubbing her clit against her sticky panties. Lola was dancing so sensually, constantly touching her shiny body. It was hard for them both to keep their hands from moving between their legs; but Lola couldn't masturbate on the stage and Alyssa couldn't stop writing, otherwise Lola would stop dancing for her. They were so close but so far apart at the same time.
Suddenly the TV stopped playing static and an image appeared.
The sound of a deep musical beat in the background, as if in a nightclub, distracted Alyssa from her writing and the warm glow from the TV caught her attention. What she saw on the TV screen made her heart beat like never before. Lola was dancing, just as she had imagined her, on the screen. Alyssa couldn't believe it. The voices were now louder in her mind. She dropped her laptop and moved toward the screen to investigate the image in every detail.
Lola was as perfect and wonderful as Alyssa has imagined: her smile, her charming eyes, long golden hair, perfect sculpted body – those strong thighs, her luscious ass, beautiful breasts and her pussy getting wetter and wetter.
"Is this real? Am I dreaming?" Alyssa couldn't believe what she was watching; her mind was refusing to trust her heart.
The lamp blinked. The whispers were getting louder.
Without warning, the image on the TV started to become disturbed. The static was slowly submerging the beautiful image of Lola dancing. Alyssa grew agitated. She began to shake the TV but the signal was getting weaker and weaker. She feared she would never discover the truth behind Lola’s mysterious appearance. As Lola was swallowed by the snowy desolation on screen, Alyssa couldn’t stand the noise of the static. She switched off the TV. Now there was nothing but silence around her.
The whispers in her mind were much more distant, and the rainstorm was over. There was a menacing quality to the silence; and it was still two o'clock in the morning. The TV was once again lit up by stormy static, the small light bulb barely lighting the room... and outside, nothing but silence.
"Follow the white light, Alyssa… follow it, jump into its nest!"
“What was that?” A subtle whisper, a stranger's androgynous voice deep inside Alyssa's mind; but this was different, she could understand the words… she could understand as it called her by name!
A distant white light appeared outside the window. She looked out, but could see nothing except that tiny, perfectly round dot of light. She couldn’t see the city, the trees, not even the sky, the moon or the stars. There was nothing but a huge void outside, the darkness broken only by the shining white light.
Her heart beating faster, Alyssa opened the window. A rapid cold breeze enveloped her body, stirring her hair, trespassing around her hips and between her naked thighs. The sudden cold gave her goosebumps, making her hard nipples push against her thin shirt.
"It's late, it's so late!" something was yelling. It was coming from the white light. Who could it be? Alyssa was nervous and agitated, she didn’t understand what was happening, but the whispers were still there, deep inside her mind and growing louder again.
"Follow it, follow it if you want to find what you've lost!"
Almost without thinking, feeling her mind once again being pushed back into the role of silent spectator, Alyssa climbed through the window. Instead of the soft lawn, her feet touched something that felt like a marble floor – cold, hard and slippery.
The window suddenly closed behind her, the noise of it slamming making her heart almost jump out of her chest.
"Where am I? This can't be real!" Now she couldn’t go back; she could only go on.
To be continued...
Many thanks to our member, Lex, for writing this story. If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to me at fanfiction@metart.com. I don't promise to post it in full, but I will pick out the juiciest bits to share!
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Rose 11 hours ago
Oh, that sexy Russian accent :-)
on Behind The Scenes: Lucy Heart Shooting Memoriesglocker94 1 day ago
Excellent pairing, love these ladies together. Excellent anal licking, Thank you and thank you girls!
on Sex Message Episode 1 - PrivateJimf 2 days ago
This one had it all. What great breasts and nipples. not to forget the analingus. And the overall beauty of the two women. And this was only episode one!
on Sex Message Episode 1 - PrivateDavy 2 days agoLifetime member
Baby Nicols so sexy
on Waking Up Episode 2 - AppearRose 2 days ago
Sexy girl, love the see-through panties!
on MajesticRose 3 days ago
Cute girls!
on Waking Up Episode 2 - Appearharryben18 3 days ago
And Francys as usual brings a kind of emotional intelligence to their interaction. So happy to see this.
on Sex Message Episode 1 - Privateharryben18 3 days ago
It's good to have Andrej directing from time to time on VT. Such a great couple with real chemistry. And Jenny is a real sweetheart !
on Sex Message Episode 1 - PrivateRose 4 days ago
This should be called "cute alert!" :-)
on AlertRose 5 days ago
These two are adorable together – and so passionate!
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