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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.

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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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.

 

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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.

 

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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.

 

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