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Viv Thomas movie of the month: February 2017

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

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

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

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

So, did I pick your favorite this month?

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Flashing at my neighbor

Erotic fiction inspired by Veel in “Vogue

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

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

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

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

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

“That really turns me on,” I replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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Shadows of Desire

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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The perfect lap dance: Russian babe Kerry Cherry

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Viv Thomas movie of the month: January 2017

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Daydream, episode two: a beautiful mess

Erotic fiction inspired by Lexi Dona and Hanna Sweet in “Art”

This is a continuation from episode one, which was posted on this blog on January 10th 2017. The story so far: Helena is fascinated with Monica, an artist she sees on the train. When Monica invites her be a model, she finds herself naked and covered in paint as the gorgeous artist grinds against her…

The story continues…

“We are going to lie like this for a while, then turn over onto these towels, okay?" Monica purred.

“Okay,” Helena smiled, surrendering to the pleasurable sensation of Monica’s skin against hers.

The paint smothered the canvas and began to make a spectacular design beneath them. Monica lay still at first, but each breath they took moved their bodies even closer. She could feel Helena's pussy leaking beneath her. She rotated her hips in lazy circles over Helena's pelvis. She drank in Helena's lustful expression and kissed her neck as she pressed her hips down again.

Helena let out a soft moan as she felt Monica's pussy grinding on hers. Monica leaned in to kiss her lips as she ground harder. The slick paint covering their bodies dripped onto the canvas, making more elaborate designs. Helena smoothed her hands over Monica's back and grabbed her ass. She rocked her hips up harder as she felt the long awaited release approaching. Monica tilted her pussy forward, allowing Helena to grind on her from underneath. She could feel her orgasm getting closer. Helena bit her lip and dug her nails into Monica's flesh.

“That's it,” Monica whispered. “Let it out!” She swirled her hips faster as Helena thrust her hips up and down. Monica held her close as Helena wrapped her thighs tightly around her, intertwining their legs.

“Oh, you feel so fucking good! You're going to make me cum!” Helena whimpered.

Monica slid lower to position her pelvis over Helena's clit perfectly. Her drenched slit spread wide over Helena’s. She could feel Helena's pussy throbbing uncontrollably. Monica clenched every muscle within her until Helena came all over the canvas. Monica could feel the rhythmic pulses with each dipping thrust. Helena trembled beneath her as she kissed her passionately. They lay still for a moment, trying to catch their breath, their bodies drenched in deep green and blue.

“Okay, now turn over,” Monica smiled.

Helena carefully rolled over on top of Monica. They landed on the towels beside the canvas and looked at the work they had created with satisfaction. Each movement was perfectly emblazoned on the canvas.

 “I have a confession to make,” Helena whispered, nuzzling Monica’s neck.

“What is it, beautiful?” Monica asked softly.

“I knew who you were before you came into the shop earlier today. I have been admiring you for quite some time... on the train,” Helena admitted. “And today, before you walked in, I was daydreaming about you. And playing with myself.”

“Oh, is that why you were so flushed?” Monica laughed.

“Yes,” Helena giggled. “I was literally just about to cum when you walked in the door.”

“Well, I have a confession too,” Monica said, kissing her. She ran her hands swiftly down Helena's body and inserted her fingers inside her. “I’ve known all along. I felt you watching me.” She hooked her fingers upward, making Helena gasp. “I liked feeling your eyes on me. It made me wet.”

Monica moved her fingers faster and deeper as Helena pushed up and down on her hand. “I want to watch you cum again,” she said, moving her fingers faster. “All those times you have been fantasizing about me? Your pussy must be throbbing! I want you to let out every drop!”

Helena moaned with excitement as she felt another orgasm building rapidly inside her. Monica was fucking her so hard, she could hear her pussy squelching around her fingers. She arched up, smothering her painted breasts over Monica's mouth, trying to lessen the intensity of her approaching climax. Monica grabbed her hair and wrapped it around her hand to make sure Helena couldn't move.

“No way,” Monica grinned, while she thrust her fingers deeper. “Stay put! I am not going to stop until you cum!”

Helena was dripping over Monica's body, the mix of paint and pussy juice making her body slippery. She lost control of her senses. Her body was tensing up. She clenched her stomach muscles, feeling every thrust of Monica's fingers. Then, suddenly, her cunt shifted back as she came all over Monica's hand. Her orgasm was so strong, it made her vision blur. A black shadow cast over her sight as each wave shattered beneath her. She whimpered helplessly in Monica's ear.

“Good girl!” Monica smiled, slowly releasing her hair. Helena collapsed on top of her, gasping for breath. They lay still for a moment, bright color running down their bodies as the paint spread all over the floor. It was a beautiful mess!

Eventually they decided to clean up. Their bodies were sticky and stained with paint. Monica took Helena's hand and led her to the shower. They kissed and giggled girlishly. The floor swirled with flowing colors, causing a tie-dye effect around the drain. They took turns cleaning each other until all the paint was gone.

Helena noticed the showerhead was detachable. She sprayed it at Monica playfully, then aimed it at her pussy. She held it close to stimulate Monica’s clit with the stream of water. Monica trembled in excitement as she kissed her more fervently.

“Spread your legs wide for me,” Helena softly commanded as she turned off the water. She knelt and took Monica's entire pussy in her mouth. She massaged her clit with her tongue as she sucked on it in soft circles. Monica's body shook. She could feel her pussy tightening as Helena slid her tongue inside. Helena sucked on her clit harder and palmed Monica's curvy ass. Monica held Helena's head in place as her wet streaming cunt burst all over Helena’s luscious mouth. She yelled obscenities, her legs trembling.

Helena kissed Monica’s breasts as she got to her feet, and ran her tongue up her neck, ending at her mouth. Monica bit Helena's bottom lip playfully and took her hand. She led Helena to her bedroom and pushed her on the bed. She reached in a drawer and grabbed her favorite toy: a double-ended vibrator. Helena's eyes widened at the size of it.

“Are you putting all of that inside me?” she asked nervously.

“Of course not, silly! It's built for two,” Monica laughed. “Don't worry, I'll be gentle.”

She slid one end inside herself, then played with Helena’s pussy and slid her fingers inside. She spread her open and inserted the other end of the toy inside Helena's wet hole. Helena felt the girth of it stretch her open. She loved the vibration from the inside. It stimulated her G-spot perfectly. She relaxed and let it slide deeper.

Monica's thighs started shaking against Helena's. She wrapped them tight around Helena’s waist as the tension grew. The vibration was building a powerful orgasm within her. Every move she made sent darts of pleasure through Helena's pussy. Helena's orgasm was building, too. Monica held her closer and bit hungrily on her neck. Helena moaned in both pain and pleasure as she felt Monica's teeth sink into her flesh. Her pussy was tightening at each rotation of the vibrator. Monica would not let go of her neck, forcing Helena to dig her nails into her back. Monica finally loosened the grip of her teeth and let out a roar of pleasure. Helena dug her nails deeper, almost drawing blood. Monica screamed and clenched her muscles tight. Helena pressed her face close to Monica's as they shared a powerful simultaneous climax.

Monica turned off the toy and slowly slid it out. Helena lay down beside her and pulled her face to face. Their bodies were drenched in sweat. They kissed sweetly and caressed each other’s bodies. They finally drifted in a deep sleep with their arms and legs entangled.

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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Daydream, episode one: meeting the object of her lust

Erotic fiction inspired by Lexi Dona and Hanna Sweet in “Art”

Every afternoon, Helena took the train home after working at the florist’s shop. She often noticed this woman en route to her side of town. She wasn't the usual city ‘glamazon’; she looked elegant but in a natural way. Her hair was neatly pinned up, she wore little make-up, and always dressed in black. Helena liked the way she looked when wearing glasses. The thin black frames accentuated her alluring eyes. It was almost as if she was trying to hide her beauty, which made her even more noticeable.

Helena assumed she was an artist. There were distinct paint stains on her fingers and she was often browsing through portraits on her tablet. Helena focused on her mouth; the color, the shape, the glistening moisture, and the way her stunning dimples showed when she smiled. Helena would look at the silhouette of her neck and the side of her face and wonder how her skin felt and how her lips tasted.

One day at work, there was not a customer in sight. Time was dragging. Helena looked around at the elegant bouquets and began to daydream about her mystery woman. Her mind was swirling with fantasies. She was getting so wet thinking about all the things she would do to her. Her pussy ached as she sat in reverie behind the counter.

Helena started to move her hands over her thighs and gently stroked her pussy. There were passersby moving swiftly across the glass, so she made sure she wasn't too obvious. She kept her face blank as she unbuttoned her slacks. She pressed firmly over her clit and started rubbing it. The mild circular motions were all she could do without drawing attention. She pretended that the beautiful woman on the train was on her hands and knees eating her out under the desk. She could almost feel the soft motions of her lips and her tongue as she played with herself. She moved her hand a bit faster, her other hand grasping the edge of the desk as the tension grew. It was getting more difficult to fix her face to normalcy. Her pussy was close to bursting. Her mouth dropped open as she slid her drenched fingers in and out of her wet slot. She stuck her fingers deep inside and played with the sticky fluid flowing within. She lifted her hand out of her slacks to see it. Then, she put her fingers in her mouth to taste it. She spread her legs wider and reinserted her fingers deep inside, hoping to release the pounding tension.

Helena was just at the point of climax when, lo and behold, it was her! The woman from the train was crossing the street towards the shop. Helena's heart jumped as the woman opened the door. She quickly re-buttoned her pants, her pussy leaking in denial of release. She wiped her soaked hand on her slacks and tried to look professional.

“Hi! I'm Monica,” the woman introduced herself. “I’m looking for an arrangement of roses. Could you help me put something together?”

“Yes. Yes, of course,” Helena stuttered. “I, um... we have lots of roses. What's the occasion?”

“Well, I’m working on different things for my collection,” Monica replied. She paused for a moment and gazed at Helena studiously. “Wait a minute… I know you from somewhere.”

“Yes,” Helena smiled back. “We take the same train home sometimes.”

“That's right!” Monica exclaimed. Now she noticed that Helena seemed out of sorts. Her face was flushed and her neck glistened with perspiration. “Are you unwell?”

“I'm fine,” Helena answered, a bit flustered. “It's just a hot day.” Her nerves jangled. She needed to regain her composure. Standing, she began picking out roses from different sections. “What about this one?” she asked, holding up a red American Beauty to Monica's face. Monica closed her eyes and pressed her nose over the soft petals as she took in the aroma.

“That’s beautiful!” Monica smiled. “Can I have half a dozen of those and half a dozen of the pink Belinda's Blush?” Helena picked out the flowers. As she handed them over, Monica took her hand, held it and began to examine her fingers. “You have beautiful hands,” she said. “They are perfect, actually! I hope this isn't too forward, but… may I use you?”

Helena's chest tightened. “Use me?”

“For my work, I mean,” Monica laughed. “I would love it if you would model for me.”

“Yes. Of course!” Helena giggled. “I, um... would love for you to use me.” They shared an intense moment. Helena's heart started racing. Blushing, she agreed to go to Monica’s apartment that evening. Monica kissed her hand.

“I look forward to your company,” Monica smiled, finally letting go of her hand. Then she walked out, leaving Helena speechless.

That evening, Helena went to Monica's apartment as planned. They exchanged a friendly embrace at the door and Monica showed Helena some of her work, explaining that she was preparing for an exhibition.

She told Helena she liked to start by taking photographs, and placed some of the roses in her hand. Taking close-ups, she kept exclaiming over Helena’s beautiful hands. She maintained a professional manner, but Helena could feel the sexual tension rising. Her heart jumped every time Monica adjusted her position. She loved the intensity of her expression as she focused on getting the shots she needed.

After a while, Monica put the camera aside. She fetched some paint, a large blank canvas and some clean towels.

“Would you like to make some art with me?” Monica asked with a wicked smile. "I have an idea for another painting… This time I would like to use your entire body.”

Helena nodded, confused and nervous but excited. She watched as Monica began to take off her clothes. Her body was even more flawless than she had imagined. As Monica came close and began to undress her too, Helena’s arousal overpowered her nerves; she stood gracefully in place as their eyes met, remaining calm as she waited for what was to come. Monica admired Helena's physique, peppering her skin with gentle kisses as she undressed her, breathing softly on her tingling skin. Each touch sent ripples of excitement throughout Helena’s entire body.

“Lie down on the canvas,” Monica told her. Helena lay down and Monica opened the paint cans, dipped her hands in and began to spread different colors of paint over Helena’s body, starting with her breasts and smoothing down to her stomach. Monica dipped her hands in dapples of colors and dripped them over Helena's legs and thighs.

“Okay, now turn over,” Monica said. Helena turned over and pressed her body firmly against the canvas. She was getting so turned on! She licked her lips as Monica dripped more paint all over her back. “Turn over again, please,” Monica asked her. “Now lie still so the paint sticks.”

Monica stood up and spread paint all over herself until she was covered from the neck down. She got on her hands and knees and carefully crawled on top of Helena. Monica purposefully grazed her breasts over Helena’s body, transferring some of the paint. She straddled Helena and pressed against her. Their pussies rubbed together.

“You are so wet!” Monica murmured, looking into Helena’s eyes. “Is this turning you on?”

“Yes,” Helena whispered breathlessly. “Very much."

To be continued…

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Luna Corazon – ebony beauty taking Viv Thomas by storm!

Here’s a very cute behind the scenes glimpse from Sandra Shine’s current location shoot, a starring vehicle for Brazilian beauty Luna Corazon with the working title of “Luna’s Heavenly Bodies.” Luna and her partner in this scene, Russian hottie Katrin Tequila, certainly seem to have taken a liking to each other!

In Luna, our wonderful model-turned-director Sandra seems to have found the perfect muse: not only is the sexy dark-skinned 26-year-old utterly gorgeous and super-cool with that chic afro hairdo, she’s also smart, multi-lingual and a great actress! Check out the opening of “Androgynous” episode one to see her playing the menacing seductress who blows Kira Thorn’s mind; and if you’re into fit and athletic babes, see her kickboxing before she eats coach Erika Korti into a froth in “Sandra’s Sporty Girls” episode four.

Sandra spotted Luna’s star potential the moment she set eyes on her, and immediately wrote a movie to showcase her incredible sexual heat, energy and sense of fun. Look out for it here at Viv Thomas in February. 

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Oiling up my girlfriend’s breasts

Erotic fiction inspired by Lucy Li and Candy Sweet in “Domestic Desire”

The thing about having a friend like Gemma, if you’re anything like me (and if you are anything like me, then you should be ashamed of yourself!), is that there are times when she’s absolutely irresistible.

It’s not because she’s so pretty – she is, but that’s not what makes her so hot in my eyes – and neither is it that she’s naturally sexy, which she is. No, what gets me going are her breasts. I know, it sounds crazy, right? It’s such a male thing to be into. I mean, here’s me with my own breasts to play with whenever and wherever I want to, but do I ever feel like squeezing mine? No! Do I ever want to pull down my own top and suck my nipples hard between my teeth? Never. I’ve always liked women just as much as I like men, but it wasn’t until I became friendly with Gemma that I developed such a keen interest in other women’s tits.

We met at uni, were quick to become friends and hung out all the time, but I never made a pass at her. It wasn’t that kind of relationship and besides, she always made it clear that she was cool with me being bi but she was only interested in men.

And then summer came around and we had the chance to housesit for a weekend, looking after some rich folks’ pets. I say we, but really it was Gemma that got the job, and I just tagged along for the promise of a private pool to play in and a big ass TV to watch. It was a sweet set up. Gemma didn’t even have to meet the owners, she just had to pick up the keys and instructions from the housesitting company.

That must have been the earliest either of us ever got out of bed on a Saturday, because we were up at the house by 9.30am. Gemma fussed over the animals she was there to care for, but I was in the pool before the cats had finished meowing, having arrived with my bikini already on under my shorts. You could say I was already wet by the time Gemma arrived poolside, but as I remember it I didn’t get that wet until my hands were on her shoulders.

Gemma sauntered up in this skimpy two-piece held together by little drawstrings on her hips and neck. Damn, did she look good in her baseball cap and shades. My hand moved between my legs involuntarily as I watched her walk past me from the water.

Of course I knew she had large breasts – they were impossible not to notice – but this was the first time I had seen them quite so uncovered. Her bikini top could barely restrain them. She was in great shape; I’d never seen a body so incredible. I took a deep breath and forced myself to stop touching between my thighs.

“Will you come rub some of this lotion into my back, honey?” she called to me from the sun lounger. She was sitting with her back to me as I climbed out of the pool, but I could still see the sexy curve of her right tit.

“Sure,” I said as I sat behind her.

“Oh, will you undo my top first? I don’t want to get any cream on it.”

I tried to ignore the tingling between my thighs, but as much as I told myself this wasn’t going to go anywhere and that this was my friend not my lover, my mind still flooded with sexual thoughts. I began to rub cream into Gemma’s back and shoulders, a little more sensually than I should have.

“Oh, you’re so tense,” I said. Yeah, I know it’s corny, but it works, right? I started to massage her shoulders and neck, and she relaxed and began making appreciative murmurs – it was exciting. My hands wandered from her shoulders further down her back, following her spine, then working outwards and back up, my fingers deftly wrapping around her sides, my long nails feeling the curve of her firm breasts.

Now, at this point there was no way I could take it any further without it being an obvious come on, and I was sure Gemma was going to wind it up any second by putting her bikini back on. But to my amazement, she leaned back against me so that my hands, slick with the sun cream, slid around her waist and onto her stomach.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” Gemma purred, closing her eyes.

“Let’s get some of this lotion onto your front,” I said, not daring to believe this was happening.

My hands stroked her belly a little before I tentatively moved them to her huge tits. Her head was leaning right back over my shoulder and I stroked until her delicious, ripe breasts were glistening with lotion. Her nipples pointed skyward and I took each between thumb and finger, rolling them around and gently squeezing, feeling them grow hard.

“I’ve always known,” she said into my ear.

By then, I was hardly paying attention to mere words. “Always known what?”

“That you wanted me,” she smiled. “It’s okay.”

Now I was seriously horny. I kissed her neck, working my way around to her mouth, and she kissed me back passionately. My hands made their way down her belly but when they got to her panties, she reached for them and slid them back up to her breasts.

“This is just a bit of fun,” she whispered and kissed me again. “Now how about I rub some lotion onto you?”

She turned around and I just couldn’t stop looking at her fabulous rack. Her tits were full, round and upturned, her nipples jutting out like diamonds. The sun caught her delicious curves, the oil shining so sexily on her breasts that I was tempted to put my hands down my bikini bottoms and finger myself right there and then.

Gemma saw me looking and cupped them in her hands, bouncing them up and down for me.

“So you like big titties, huh?” she asked. All I could do was nod my head. “Yeah, they’re a lot of fun. But you have nice tits too. Let me see them?”

Incredibly, Gemma leaned forward, her slick breasts pressing up against mine, and reached behind my back to undo my top. Then she lifted my bikini over my head and sat cross legged in front of me, admiring my tits.

“Very nice. I love your nipples, they’re so dark!” she giggled. “Do they get as hard as mine?”

She ran her hands over her own tits, pinching her already stiff nipples. She squirted some lotion into her hands and started to rub the cream into my tits, cupping them first and gliding around their sides, slowly circling towards my nipples. She didn’t need to pinch them as her first touch had woken them already, but I shuddered with arousal when she took them between her thumb and finger and teased them out further.

“Wow, they get really hard,” she said, flicking one finger over each nub. “They stick out more than mine. I can tell these little darlings get a lot of attention in the bedroom!”

She reached around to spread more lotion onto my back and her nipples pressed up against mine. I felt so turned on my hands slipped around her waist and inside her panties to touch her ass.

“Uh, uh. I don’t mind you playing with my titties, but everything downstairs is off limits.”

Gemma could see the disappointment in my face replaced immediately by a stunned expression when she said, “You can touch yourself, though…”

“Are you serious?” I blurted out after a few seconds of mindfuck.

“Why not? I’m curious to see how other women play with themselves, and I bet you could teach me a few things.”

“Can I… Can I touch your tits while I’m playing with myself?” I asked, seeing how far I could go.

Gemma thought for a moment. “Okay, you can touch them if you like.” I stood up and took off my bikini briefs, so turned on I didn’t feel shy about her seeing me naked.

“Where do you want me?” Gemma asked, jumping up and giggling, her breasts bouncing. I lay down on the sun lounger and spread my legs open.

“Kneel down here beside me,” I said huskily. “Rest one of your tits in my hand so I can squeeze it.”

Gemma knelt beside me. “You have a pretty pussy, too. Dark, like your nipples. You’re wet already? Is it my titties that got you so hot?” She smiled as she lowered herself to rest her oiled tit in my hand.

Now, as much as I wanted to take my time and show Gemma how I like to make myself cum, I was so damned turned on that it was a trial to go slow. I split my pussy lips open with two fingers and dipped one into my hole. I could feel my juices on my fingertip and I spread them up to my clit and circled around it. Watching Gemma, I could see she was fascinated – her eyes never left my pussy.

The sight of my sexy best friend kneeling beside me, watching me finger my pussy, her naked, huge, oiled breasts in my hand, just threw me over the edge. Suddenly I was frigging myself furiously, two fingers inside me, my palm stroking my clit hard.

I came the moment I sat up to feel Gemma’s heavy breasts against my belly and tits, and she totally blew me away when, just as I started to cum, she reached out and put her hand on top of mine, her fingers slipping into my hole with my own.

I finished my insane orgasm with two of my own fingers and two of hers inside me. When I finally stopped shaking, she leaned over, kissed me hard on the mouth and said, “This is what best friends do for each other.”

 

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