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.
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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.
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.
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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