Erotic fiction inspired by Shrima Malati and Jenny Ferri in “Intimate Touch”

Lesbian lovers Shrima and Jenny are only in their early 20s, and still exploring their sexuality together. They’re a fun couple and love experimenting and trying new things.

What began as some fooling around in the bedroom on a hot summer afternoon escalated into one of their most erotic experiences. Shrima was lying on the bed in her panties, staring at her phone, taking selfies and editing them for fun. She was so engrossed in her phone that she didn’t notice Jenny standing in the doorway of the bathroom. Jenny watched her slender, sexy partner, eyes raking over her body as Shrima wriggled on the bed, lifting one leg and then the other. Jenny found herself getting aroused by the sight of Shrima’s tight white panties, bulging around her pussy mound.

Jenny crossed to the bed and climbed on at the foot as Shrima looked up from her snaps. The prone brunette smiled as her lover crawled in bra and panties to straddle her thighs.

“Let me take a picture,” said Jenny, reaching out to snatch Shrima’s cellphone from her hand.

“Hey!” Shrima complained, laughing, trying to grab her phone back.

“Uh, uh,” Jenny admonished, holding the phone above her head and wrestling Shrima’s hands back. “Not until I’ve got some good ones.”

Shrima clasped her hands to her bare breasts, and pouted for the camera as Jenny snapped away. Then Jenny reached down and pulled at Shrima’s hands.

“Come on, babe. Don’t be shy…” she coaxed. Shrima giggled nervously and let Jenny pull one arm from her chest, but refused the other. “Don’t be silly, this is your phone. Who’s going to see them but you?” urged the horny photographer.

Shrima could feel the heat of Jenny’s pussy on her thighs, and her eyes involuntarily scanned her lover’s body, roaming down over her breasts, to the panty-covered mound that was pressing down on her legs. Was Jenny beginning to rub herself against Shrima? Could she feel her pussy getting hotter?

She let Jenny pull her other hand away and take a picture of her breasts. Then she took her camera back to look at the pictures.

“Now let me take some of you,” Shrima said, turning the cellphone on Jenny. Her girlfriend was a much more willing subject, unclasping her bra immediately and posing proudly for the camera.

“Want a close up?” she purred suggestively, leaning over until her nipple was brushing the phone.

“Hey, behave yourself!” laughed Shrima, but she didn’t really mean it. She liked it. She wanted Jenny to come even closer, and she pulled her down by the shoulders, dropping the phone on the bed beside her and lifting her face to let her lips meet Jenny’s nipple as it came closer to her mouth.

Jenny smiled down at her sweetheart as Shrima licked her nipple and sucked it gently into her mouth. She could feel it stiffen and pressed herself further forward, wanting Shrima to suck harder. Shrima sensed her lover’s desire as much as her own, kissing each breast, sucking on Jenny’s nipples, one hand squeezing. Her other hand made a move for Jenny’s ass, caressing her cheeks.

Jenny responded to the touch, grinding her pussy against Shrima’s leg, lust taking control quickly. Her hands slid down Shrima’s body, fingers searching for her nipples, tweaking them hard, communicating through touch just how horny she was for Shrima.

Shrima pressed her leg against Jenny’s crotch, wanting to turn her on even more, letting her know that she wanted her pussy to soak her thigh. Her hand came around to stroke Jenny’s pussy through her panties. Jenny sat up, looking down at her girlfriend, smiling and biting her lip. She took Shrima’s hand and pressed the fingers harder against her pussy, rubbing herself on them. 

Shrima tried to slide her hand into Jenny’s panties but it was too awkward an angle for her to do so comfortably, and so Jenny kneeled up and pulled her underwear down as far as she could. Then she grabbed the phone and Shrima’s hand, guided the hand to her pussy and began to snap away, taking shot after shot of Shrima’s hand as the fingers thrust inside her.

Shrima’s fingers were wet with Jenny’s pussy juice, and she brought them to her mouth to lick them clean as Jenny captured the moment. It gave her an idea. She took her panties off, then straddled her lover once more, climbing up her body to plant her wet, gaping, smooth-shaved pussy on Shrima’s mouth. Shrima wanted to make her orgasm, and eagerly licked her clitoris, sliding her tongue inside the tight, warm slot, trying hard to get as deep inside her as she could.

Jenny could barely contain herself, writhing on her lover’s face, trying to control her shaking enough to take pictures; but the sight of Shrima, dark brown eyes staring into the camera, her tongue deep inside Jenny’s hole, was too much. Jenny came hard and loud, squeezing the cellphone tight in her hand, unable to tap it anymore.

With her orgasm subsiding, Jenny idly ground her wet pussy over Shrima’s mouth, and Shrima continued to lick her slit.

“Mmm, yeah. That was hot,” purred Jenny. “I think I’ll keep this phone for myself now. These pictures will be great for when you’re not around.”

Shrima pushed her off and grabbed at the phone. The lovers laughed and bounced around the bed, playful once more.

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It’s been an action-packed month here at Viv Thomas, with so many gorgeous girls ushering in the Spring in sensationally sexy style. Andrej Lupin’s glamorous “Redolence” concluded with the foxy foursome partner-swapping voraciously, while Sandra Shine’s “Intimate Touch” brought together two of the most irresistibly cute girls around, Shrima Malati and Jenny Ferri.

Alis Locanta’s “Back Home Reloaded” has been a spectacular success, due to both his unique creative eye, and his excellent taste in models. Episode two, with stunning Julia Roca and hot new star Briana Banderas, is an erotic masterpiece – two high-energy, uninhibited girls driving each other to noisy orgasms with busy fingers and tongues, I defy anyone not to be moved by this perfect pairing. It’s certainly one of my favorite scenes of the month. And it’s rivalled for sheer intensity by episode three, which reunites leggy beauties Aruna Aghora and Alyssia Kent, both so elegantly sexy and yet utterly committed to giving each other pleasure.

The other new movie of the month is Sandra Shine’s “Foot Addiction,” a real eye opener for anyone who thinks foot and leg fetish fun is not their thing, and a surefire hit for anyone who already knows they love it. Sandra’s secret, learned from the king of leg sex Viv Thomas himself, is to combine all the toe sucking play with superb pussy eating. Episode one, starring knockout blonde Zazie S and dusky Hispanic honey Aysha, is particularly fine, as Zazie rides Aysha’s big toe to a powerful climax. It’s another of my top picks, playful and sweet but also highly arousing.  

What was your favorite Viv Thomas scene of March 2018?

Step into a world of sensual pleasure, as director Sandra Shine brings together eight gorgeous girls for the most erotic toe sucking, foot fucking, pussy eating action you could ever imagine. Her new movie “Foot Addiction” for Viv Thomas combines intense foot play with plenty of juicy pussy-munching close-ups to ensure you’ll adore it, whether you’re a foot lover or not.

The movie kicks off in sensational style with gorgeous blonde Zazie S nuzzling dusky Spanish sweetheart Aysha’s big, soft breasts, lavishing licks and kisses on her cute feet, then working her way up to her luscious pussy, where she finds something else to busy her tongue on. Horny brunette girlfriends Miki Torrez and Violetta enjoy toe fucking and face sitting, and then things get really wild as sexy superstar Cindy Hope and her amazing fuck-buddy Dolly Diore lick each other into a state of pure ecstasy. Finally, fun-loving Tina Kay introduces new model Shelly Bliss to the fetishistic side of lesbian life.

Even if you’re no stranger to foot fun, there’s no doubt you’ll learn a few new tricks from these four highly arousing episodes, as the girls lick, suck and fuck in every position imaginable. And if you’ve never gone further than playing footsie under the table at a restaurant, you’re in for a real eye opener! Sandra is a worthy successor to legendary foot sex king Viv Thomas’s crown, and may even help you discover a few kinks you never knew you had.

Scene two is available to view from today, and sees playful Violetta fucking Miki Torrez with her big toe, getting soaked with pussy juice as she drives her beautiful lover wild. Check it out!

Erotic fiction inspired by Black Fox in “Kimono”

She slips between the trees like a whisper on the wind. Glimpses of her pale skin and coal black hair as she darts from shadow to shadow.

I stand as still as the day, watching for her, waiting. I hear her laughter behind me, from a distance. Then I see her again, dashing from cover, the flesh of her legs flashing through her kimono.

I close my eyes and breathe. I will play her game if that is what she wants. I will not move, I will not open my eyes again until I have her in my arms. I will wait for the moment to come when she will stand before me and risk capture. It is only a matter of time.

She is close, I can sense it, closer than she has been. I hear her prowling behind me, the swish of her silks, a twig snapping under foot. A giggle and then, behind my ear, her warm breath. Her fingers slip through my hair briefly. And then she is away, running from me.

It is an age of silence as I stand and wait. I have lost all sense of her. She may have left me alone here… And then I hear her robe open, no more than a foot in front of me, falling to the ground, and I sense her stepping within my grasp. She wants to be caught. I lunge forward, arms whipping up quick as lightning, to wrap around her naked body and pull her against me.

“I am yours,” she whispers in my ear, and I open my eyes. She is naked in my arms, arching her back, her breasts pushed upwards to my face, her belly and thighs pressed against mine. Now it is her turn to stand and wait.

I release my grip and leave her there, naked, arms by her side, watching me. I take hold of her hair and walk around her, letting it run through my fingers like fine sand. Her shape arouses me, hips and waist working together to thicken my shaft. My fingers slide down her back, one tracing the cleft of her buttocks.

Stepping close behind her, I place both hands on her hips and move them up her waist, under her arms, finding her breasts, squeezing her nipples between my fingers. She breaks her silence with a gasp of pleasure and surprise.

I push myself forward, let her feel my burgeoning growth in my pants, press it against her rear. She pushes herself back against me, her desire made clear. It is so, she is ready and willing.

Now I undo my pants and pull my cock free. It is hard in my hands, excited by her body, hungry to be inside her. Reaching for her hands, I guide them to her buttocks and have her grasp her cheeks firmly. With one hand, I hold her hip, the other I use to push her forward. She bends for me, her hands tugging her cheeks apart as she folds her body. 

I use my foot to guide her feet apart. She is splayed before me. Her ass, her pussy, it is all for me. I will use her as I wish and she will do as I please. With my hand, I brush myself against her, stroking the head of my cock over her lips and higher, up to her ass, tapping on her tightest hole. She braces, I feel her shrink at my touch then relax. She would welcome me there. I leave my cock poised at her ass, an old friend at her door, but I do not enter. I do not want her ass today. It is enough to feel her submit to me.

I return to her pussy, using the top of my shaft and tip to rub against her lips. I do this until I see and feel her lips begin to part. The rough friction of skin on skin gives way to the smooth heat of her juice as her lips open for me and I am coated in her slick lubricant.

This is how I will have her. Letting go of my dick, I leave it resting against her, waiting for her to understand. She is to do all the work, bent over, gripping her ass open, pushing herself back and forth over me until she is ready to swallow my root inside her.

We stand like this for a moment before she understands. Then she begins moving, slowly, over my shaft, her body beginning to feel the rhythm, hips working, each brush stroke opening her up further.

Now I am ready. All I need do is tighten my muscle and I am taken inside. She shows some resistance, her entrance too tight to take me fully, but her willingness to have me drives her to push hard against me until I am fully enclosed. She cries out, a loud, sharp intake of breath to break the stillness of the woods.

I admire her ass, consider her anus. I contemplate a finger, should I probe her asshole with one? And as I enjoy her display, she moves faster, drawing her body all the way along me, almost losing me from inside before thrusting back to take me completely.

She works harder, her breathing louder, moans bursting uncontrollably from her mouth. She begins to thrust hard enough to topple me backwards. I am ready.

I take hold of her hips now, pull her harder onto me, fuck her with all of my strength. I cum. It is hot and powerful, enough to make me hold her tight, grip her tight against me as I unload inside of her. She struggles, desperate for her own orgasm, and her struggling, or perhaps my own dominant refusal to let her have her way, makes her cum too.

When I am done, I pull myself from her. She knows not to move until I say so, and I do not let her stand or release her grip until I have watched my seed spill from her. It rolls down her thighs, glistening in the dappled sunlight. And only when it has run its course do I allow her to stand and dress.

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Erotic fiction inspired by Rachel Adjani and Tindra Frost in “Hosiery”

Rainy days and lazy days with nothing to do but lie around in bed are always fun when Tindra is home. See, when Tindra is bored, she gets to thinking about ways to make the day more interesting, and that always means sex. I’m more your wriggle down among the pillows and open a good book kind of girl. I like to get warm and snuggly and lose myself in another world. But Tindra always manages to get my attention.

It was a Sunday and so that meant a late breakfast and some lazy internet browsing until it was obvious that the rain wasn’t going to let up and there was nothing to do but stay in and ignore it.

I went back to bed with my book and Tindra disappeared somewhere else inside the apartment. Our bedroom has these sliding doors with opaque glass in them; out of the corner of my eye, I could see Tindra moving around behind them, but I thought nothing of it until I realized that she’d been there for an awful long time.

Like the girl in those old Bond movie credits, she was dancing around in silhouette, all sexy shapes. Was she naked behind the glass? I couldn’t tell. I didn’t care, though. This was way more interesting than my book.

I watched her move slowly, arms over her head, hips bumping and grinding, body gyrating. She would turn and bend over, sticking her gorgeous little tush out, then stand up and press her voluminous titties up against the glass, swaying to get them in profile so I could marvel at how big and beautiful they were. I dropped my book and my hand went for my pussy; I started stroking myself though my panties, just teasing, not going too fast.

And that’s when she opened the doors. My goodness, if I wasn’t already playing with myself, what I saw when those doors opened would have had me reaching for my favorite sex toy. Tindra was wearing this hot pink bra and panties set, with stockings and garters I’d never seen before. She looked so damn sexy as she stood there in the doorway, arms resting on the frame.

Neither of us said a word as she came over, climbing on at the foot of the bed and crawling her way up to me. We kissed, mouths open, tongues dancing together, and Tindra invited me to undo her bra when she hung her breasts in my face.

Once I had her topless, her large, full tits brushed my face invitingly. I sucked on her nipples, taking each into my mouth and making them stiff between my lips. She pulled my T-shirt up over my titties and rubbed her nipples on mine, her eyes holding my gaze.  She loves doing this, and I like it too, it makes my nipples so hard.

Tindra picked up my book and tossed it onto the floor. “Books are so boring,” she said, and made her way back down my body, kissing my belly. Her hands found my panties and she stroked my pussy through them, feeling their dampness.

As she touched me, I came alive, so eager for her to go further. I began to wriggle, shifting my hips, silently asking her to strip me naked and fuck me. Tindra hooked her fingers inside my panties and pulled them down as I lifted myself off the bed to help her.

She giggled and threw my panties aside, then fell silent as she admired my shaved, wet sex. She leaned in and dipped her tongue between my plump lips. She pulled her curled tongue up through my lips, pressing it hard against my clit, making me squirm harder.

I was so horny for her then, I bucked my pussy at her, trying to fuck her face, trying to rub my clit over her tongue or force her to push her tongue inside me. But Tindra knows how to read me, and kept me on the edge with her gentle teasing, knowing she was just making me want her more and more.

After a while she sat up and climbed over me, straddling my body and moving slowly until her pussy was right over my face. I reached up and pulled her panties aside to have her sexy pussy lips right in front of me. I sucked on them, wetting them with my saliva, my hands on her big tits, plucking her nipples as she reached back and stroked my slit.

It felt so good that I soon forgot to eat her out and just lay there with her lips right in front of my mouth, breathing hard over her hot flesh as her fingers worked on my pussy. She knew she had me then, and went down to eat me, gleeful in her attention, wrapping my legs over her shoulders so she could really get deep. Her tongue dipped into me, pushing in and out, her tongue piercing hitting the spot every time. She used it to tease my clit, spreading her tongue flat and dragging it all the way up my pussy, spreading me open, the hard metal ball slipping and sliding over my clit. It felt so fucking good, I had to sit up and grab her head, pulling her harder against me.

That’s how I came, with my hand behind her head, thrusting hard into her face as she sucked greedily on my pussy, giving my clit all the attention I silently begged for. I fell back against the pillow, a spent force.

Tindra kissed me some more and draped her tits in my face again.

“Suck my nipples again,” she whispered, her breasts like ripe fruits hanging over me. I did as she asked, listening to her murmur her delight. Her hand found its way back to my pussy and she took some of my pussy juice and smeared it over her nipples, making me lick my own cream off her soft boobs.

I could feel my pussy tingling, and knew that I could orgasm again right now, have her eat my pussy all over again and shake with pleasure beneath her tongue. Tindra slid back down, her breasts stroking over my body, nipples hard against my skin. She smiled up at me and pressed her tits against my pussy, stiff nipples brushing my clit in turn, sliding down between my wet lips to nudge at my hole.

This was new, and very exciting. Her nipples were so hard against my clit, rubbing and stroking. She used each breast in turn, coating them in my wetness, rubbing her nipples over my clit while I watched, wishing she would finger me – knowing that if she slipped a finger inside me now I would orgasm so loud the whole street would hear.

And then, right as I was about to reach down and do it myself, she got up off the bed and walked backwards out of the room, breasts glistening with pussy juice.

“I’ll be back…” she whispered as she shut the doors. Behind the opaque glass, she danced for me some more, lifting her titties up to her face. She turned to profile so I could see that she was licking my juice off her breasts, and sucking her own nipples.

Then she stepped back further and faded from view.

Oh, rainy days are never dull with Tindra around…

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February is traditionally the month of love, sex and romance, and there’s been plenty to love here at Viv Thomas, with some incredible new models, returning favorites, and the hottest girl-on-girl action you could wish for.

Alis Locanta’s “6000rpm Volume Two” ended in style with a spectacular POV scene between leggy beauties Aruna Aghora and Alyssia Kent, while Sandra Shine’s stunning series “Hosiery” built to a crescendo. Having warmed us up with gorgeous Patritcy A, Paulina Soul and busty new models Rachel Adjani and Tindra Frost, the climactic scene featured two Viv Thomas superstars, Cindy Hope and Zafira A. These two curvy goddesses look irresistible in stockings and heels as they use all their seductive powers to drive each other to orgasm after orgasm. Sandra is channeling Viv’s classic “Dream Team” days brilliantly with this intensely erotic encounter, and it’s one of my top picks of the month.

Sandra’s new movie, “Intimate Touch,” has a really fun premise, with naughty hotel maid Candy Bell having visions of the steamy lesbian sex that has taken place inside the rooms she’s cleaning. So far we’ve been introduced to Sasha Colibri, Ally Style, and adorable blonde Zazie S, a playful cutie with a pretty face and sensational body who you definitely need to check out. The other new series of the month, Andrej Lupin’s stylish “Redolence,” has also introduced two new hotties, Linda Brugal and Jenny Manson, but its major triumph is in bringing together two real livewires, Anie Darling and Cristal Caitlin, in episode two. Both these babes are known for bringing passion, oral skill and uninhibited sexual energy to their scenes; put them together and the result is dynamite! You won’t want to miss the sight of Cristal on her knees with her astonishing ass in the air as Anie eats her wet pussy from behind. It’s a real blast, and my other top pick of the month.

What was your favorite Viv Thomas scene of February 2018?

Erotic fiction inspired by Mandy in “Delightful”

Last week my husband was away on business with some of his work colleagues and one of their wives, let’s call her Rachel for the sake of anonymity, asked if she could come over while the guys were away to hang out.

That was fine with me; she’s a good-looking girl, a little younger than me, with a bubbly personality. I had enjoyed her company at last year’s Softball Saturday and was happy to spend time getting to know her better.

Rachel came over on Thursday night and we laughed over dinner about anything and everything. She was just as I remembered her – good fun, and great company. After we finished eating, we went into the living room. But when I sat down in an armchair, expecting Rachel to sit on the couch, she came and knelt on the floor in front of me.

For a moment I thought it was cute; maybe she just preferred to sit on the floor. But when I saw the way she looked up at me, and how close she was to me, I suspected there was a lot more to it than that.

I’m a horny little devil with an eye for the ladies as well as the men, so I was definitely intrigued. But I needed to be certain that the way she was looking up at me with those big, beautiful eyes of hers, sipping from her wine glass and smiling at my every word, meant what I thought it meant: “I want to eat your pussy and feel you cum on my face.”

I thought I’d try something out, just to test the water. Slowly and deliberately, I parted my thighs and hitched up my dress, sliding it up my thighs until Rachel, if she wanted to, could look up my skirt. Then, as I was talking, I ran a finger down over my cleavage, tracing the outline of my dress around my chest. Rachel’s eyes flicked down from my face to watch my finger walking; then further, to my crotch, where they lingered just a little too long to be a glance. Bingo…

I watched her as my hand drifted down to my hem, where I slid it up all the way until Rachel had a clear view of my panties. Then I ran one finger gently over my pussy, feeling my lips through my cotton briefs.

Rachel’s eyes followed my finger down and watched every slow movement it made. I saw her drinking me in and noticed her cheeks begin to flush, her chest rising as she breathed in deeply.

“Why don’t you come closer?” I said.

She put her wine glass down and shuffled nearer, her chin inches from my knees. She looked up into my eyes and bit her lip. I put my hands on my thighs.

“Don’t be shy,” I said, smiling down at her.

She leaned in and kissed my inner thigh, her lips brushing my skin, inching forward until she was petting my pussy through my panties. Her tongue flicked out, searching for my groove.

“Let me see you,” she whispered, sitting back.

This was the moment when I would be exposed, physically and emotionally. If I were to undress now while she was kneeling in front of me, I would be the only one naked. Would I be the one in the position of power, or would she?

Her tongue’s searching for me through my panties had made me wet; I could feel my juice seeping out. Her touch had decided for me. I lifted my ass from the chair and pulled my dress off over my head. Then I unhooked my bra and dropped it into her lap.

“Take them off for me,” I said, gesturing down at my panties, lifting my hips out of my seat. Rachel’s face lit up and she reached up to pull my underwear off. Now I was totally naked with this hot girl kneeling at my feet.

It was time for me to assert myself. I lifted one leg and draped it over the arm of the chair. “Eat me,” I said.

Rachel played the submissive role well, walking on her knees right up to me, her face making for my pussy as my hands took hold of her head and held her there. Her tongue parted my pussy lips, smearing my juices up to my clit. She sucked on it, pursing her lips and flicking the tip of her tongue over it. I suddenly wanted to treat her roughly, to use her for my own personal gratification and see if she got off on being dominated the way I suspected she would. I wasn’t going to touch her; she was going to eat me, make me cum and then leave unsatisfied.

I raised my hips to give her more room and pushed her head tighter against me, gripping her hair. Rachel’s tongue pushed inside my hole and I wriggled my hips, trying to get it as deep as I could. Her nose pressed against my clit; she was struggling to breathe, but that just seemed to spur her on.  

It felt good. This girl really knew how to eat pussy. I hooked my hands behind my knees, and lifted them up high so I was as exposed as I could get. Rachel raised up higher, pleased that she could get her tongue even further inside me, and began to fuck me with it, dipping it in and out, her head bobbing like she was sucking a cock – like a hummingbird seeking nectar.

She was getting me off and I was growing into my dominant role with every second that passed. Suddenly, I pushed her away and she knelt back down, hands in her lap, awaiting further instructions.

I shifted in my seat, turning around to kneel in it, pushing my ass back at her. “Lick my asshole,” I said, nervous that it could all go wrong now and my little fuck buddy would get scared and run away.

But Rachel, for all her cute and innocent demeanor, proved she was a nasty girl and just dived right in. Her hands rested on my ass cheeks and her tongue began to whirl around my anus, teasing me with licks and jabs, darting back to my pussy to lap at me from my clit up to my hole. Then she was tonguing my ass greedily, trying to get right inside my tight pucker… and succeeding.

I had one hand on the chair, the other reaching back to pull her hair. I was moaning and gasping loudly, so into it. Rachel’s hand moved over my ass, a finger pressing against my clit, another pushing at my pussy hole, probing inside, making me tense in anticipation. I wanted her deep.

“Fuck me with your fingers!” I said, my voice coming out high and breathless. Rachel did as she was told, pushing two fingers inside me, soft moans coming from her as she ate my ass. She was enjoying herself back there.

I ground myself against her face, my pussy gaping as her fingers delved deep, her thumb rubbing my clit hard. I could feel my orgasm rising and I began thrusting back onto her fingers vigorously. Rachel made her tongue hard, pointing it at my asshole as I bucked on her face, rocking on her fingers and her tongue, both my holes wet and throbbing.

When I came, it was loud enough for my neighbors to hear me through the paper-thin walls, but I didn’t care. It felt incredible. What a way to spend a Thursday evening, with the tongue of a beautiful woman up my ass and her fingers deep in my pussy.

Rachel held still until I had finished cumming and climbed off her, then continued to kneel before me as I sat back in my chair, smiling. I dressed slowly, watching her kneeling there. When I was fully clothed again I bent down and kissed her, tasting my juice from her lips.

“You’re a good girl, Rachel. Come back again some time and you can eat my ass as much as you like,” I said. Then I took her by the hand, helped her up, and led her to the front door, giving her a little pat on the ass by way of pushing her out of the house.

I’m sure my sweet little submissive won’t be able to resist coming back for another taste. I considered telling my husband about her, but I think I’ll keep her all to myself…

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Beautiful girls and seductive perfume: it’s a match made in heaven. No wonder Andrej Lupin’s latest lesbian movie for Viv Thomas has the slick, stylish vibe of a high class fragrance commercial; it’s called “Redolence” – meaning scent or odor – and features two gorgeous models, a stylist and a photographer, who get aroused as they work together to shoot a perfume advert.

But just what is it about fragrance that is such a turn on?

Well, it should come as no surprise to anyone that the human brain is the largest sexual organ in the body. We are all turned on by a multitude of stimuli, which vary from moment to moment, and each of these stimuli is judged for their sexual desirability by the brain before any other organ is given free rein to enjoy them.

Men respond primarily to visual stimuli. A little bit of cleavage, a flash of leg through a split skirt, a tight dress that hugs the figure; men are pre-programmed to respond to these visual cues on a subconscious level.  

Women are thought to rely less on a prospective partner’s looks than on their abilities. Most abundant in the animal world is the desire to mate with the strongest partner available, giving offspring the highest chance of flourishing.

But there are more stimuli at work on the brain than these basic evolutionary drives. Undoubtedly, touch plays a large role in sexual arousal – it’s practically impossible to enjoy a sexual encounter without at least one tactile element – but the role of smell should also not be underestimated.

At the base end of the spectrum, studies into a woman’s sexual response to male axillary extracts, specifically androstenol (fresh sweat prior to exposure to oxygen) have shown that there is an increased positive-stimulated mood after exposure. It’s a subtle, subconscious trigger; and one that can be manipulated to powerful effect.

Perfume has been used by both sexes for centuries and across many cultures. One might presume that it is primarily used by women, in order to attract men; yet in fact, the response to these olfactory stimulants is markedly more noticeable in women than it is in men.

Musk, an ingredient commonly used in perfume, has 1,000 times greater an effect on sexual arousal in women than it does in men. Indeed, the wearing of perfume influences the wearer’s sexual arousal as much as it does anyone around them who also enjoys it.

Odor plays an important role in our sense of wellbeing, as scents that we find pleasing increase our levels of happiness and positivity, and these in turn have an effect on our sexual desire. The “smell of a woman” is often cited as attractive, and pleasing to both males and females.

These discoveries into olfactory arousal in men and women stemmed from the realization by Dr. Alan R. Hirsch that patients who lost their sense of smell also suffered from sexual dysfunction. What followed was an astounding experiment in which the doctor revealed that smells we would never associate with sexual arousal do have some noticeable effects. Licorice, for example, was found to have an effect on women, while pumpkin pie acted as an olfactory stimulus for men.

While the role of the sense of smell in sexuality is not yet fully understood, there is no doubt it can be a powerful attractant, contribute to arousal, and bring sensual pleasure to one’s partner and oneself. Why not let the gorgeous girls of “Redolence” – Anie Darling, Cristal Caitlin, Linda Brugal and Jenny Manson – stimulate all your senses as they indulge theirs!

Erotic fiction inspired by Jia Lissa in “Morning Dew”

Jia had asked if we could spend the weekend in a log cabin out in the middle of nowhere, as her Valentine’s gift. She’s a massive fan of classic 80s horror movies and, far from being terrified of staying in a lonely cabin in the woods, she had affixed a romantic vision to the idea that could not be torn down no matter how many monsters might be lurking.

I found a wonderful place, a sweet cabin nestled under a canopy of pines set back from a bubbling brook that ran on to a small lake not 50 meters from the cabin’s porch. It was a long drive, and by the time we’d arrived, met with the owners to pick up the keys at the main lodge and found our way down to the cabin, it was getting dark and cold.

I got a fire going in the hearth and Jia poured the drinks, but I soon fell asleep on the couch. A long week of work and an equally long drive will do that to a girl. I woke up to Jia badgering me to go to bed, and let her bully me out of my clothes and between the sheets, where I promptly fell asleep again.

I woke up early to the dawn’s light spilling through the thin drapes, and Jia’s beautiful face staring down at me. She lay on the bed beside me, already up and wearing a denim dress, twirling her long red hair between her fingers, stroking it over her mouth as she rested her head on one hand.

“Morning, honey. You want some coffee?” she asked.

“Mmm…”

“I’ll go fix you a cup, then we can go explore!” Jia said, her face lighting up as she bounced off the bed. She’s always been an early riser, whereas I’m more of a grumpy bear first thing in the morning. No coffee, no happy, right?

I got out of bed, grumbled to myself about the early hour, pulled on some clothes without much thought, and only then did I glance at the window and think about where we actually were. Opening the drapes, I was greeted by the glorious sight of an early morning pine forest. Wow…

I stood and stared, until the smell of coffee drew me out of the room. Jia buzzed around me as I drank it, chattering about all the things she wanted to do, and as soon as I was finished she was dragging me outside.

“Isn’t it beautiful?” she said as she led me away from the cabin through the trees.

“It sure is, but not as beautiful as you…”

At that, she stopped in her tracks and turned to face me. An idea formed, flashing over her face, and she wandered away from me, her thumbs hooked inside the straps of her dress, to lean against a tree trunk.

“We’re all alone out here…” she said, smiling naughtily. I’d seen that look on her face before and I knew what it meant. I felt her gaze on me, and my nipples started to get hard. She looked straight at me and bit her lip, then pulled the straps of her dress off her shoulders and let them slide down her arms and hang from her hips.

“Happy Valentine’s weekend,” she said, a sparkle in her eyes, and then she dropped her dress to the floor. My sexy little girlfriend wasn’t wearing any panties. The sun shone through the thin strip of red pubic hair that sat above her pussy.

Jia leaned back against the tree and began to stroke her pussy, one finger softly feeling its way along the ridges of her lips. I could watch her touch herself all day and was tempted to just stand there and see what she would do, but the way she was looking at me was making me wet too.

I took my time reaching her, though, enjoying the way she looked at me, the way her finger reached her clit and circled it, the way her body shifted in anticipation of my touch. I stood over her, my hand resting against the tree over her head, and leaned in to kiss her. Jia’s tongue slipped inside my mouth and found mine. My other hand circled her waist and I ran my fingers up inside her top, seeking out her soft breasts, finding her nipples already stiff.

Jia’s free hand rested on my shoulder until I let my hand slide down her body to her crotch to mirror her own, placing my finger on hers, feeling her touch herself. Then she slid her hand under my cashmere sweater, groping my breasts. I took over her pussy play, bending her finger and mine to dip inside her. She was wet and warm, turning me on so much that my desire took over and my tongue pushed deep into her mouth, suddenly greedy to taste her.

We broke our kiss and Jia stared right into my eyes and moved her hand away from her pussy, letting me take control. We stood gazing at each other like this as I fingered her hole, watching her biting her lip, her breathing growing heavy. She ground her pussy onto my hand, squeezing my tits harder.

I stepped back to take off my sweater and pants, and Jia took off her top and sat on her dress on the ground, lying back and stroking her clit as she looked up at me. I couldn’t get over how beautiful she was, or how hot she looked when she was naked and horny, touching her wet pussy.

“Come and stand over me…” she said, fingering herself deeper. “It’s time to give you your first Valentine’s gift.”

I did just as I was told, standing over her body as she sat up and kissed my thighs. Her tongue licked its way towards my shaved pussy and I opened my legs further and ran my fingers through her hair. Jia ate pussy like a magician able to conjure sensations from my body that I had never known existed. I gasped as her tongue played over my clit, spreading my juices all over me, wetting my lips. I felt her tongue delve inside my groove, her fingers pressing urgently on my clit, and then she ducked between my legs and came up kneeling behind me, parting my ass cheeks and licking my tight pucker.

Oh fuck! I love it when she surprises me like this. I like having my asshole licked, it’s such an intense sensation, and Jia saves it for special occasions like this. I had to bend over, reaching out with both arms for a tree to brace myself against, as Jia licked my asshole. It was so exciting, out in the open, with my beautiful girlfriend naked on her knees eating my ass and pussy. My mind raced. What if someone saw us? What if the cabin owners came down to check on us? What would they think?

Then Jia pushed two fingers into my pussy and thrust her tongue up my asshole and I just lost it completely. The incredible sensations she was giving me, coupled with the daring feeling of doing it outdoors, pushed me over the edge and I came so hard that I yelled, pushing back hard on her, trying to get her tongue and finger as far inside me as I could.

I had to hold on tight to the tree as my orgasm washed over me, pulsing through my body. When I was able to, I turned around and looked down at Jia who was sitting back, one hand stroking her pussy, smiling up at me.

“Did you like your present?” she asked. “And it’s not even breakfast time yet. What else do you think I’ve got in store for you today…?” And she licked her own pussy juices off her finger. Did I tell you how much I love my Valentine’s girl?

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Erotic fiction inspired by Black Fox in “Vivid”

Sunday night I was just lounging around like a lizard when I got a ping! on my phone.

-Hey I need a favor. What are you doing?

It was my girl Nadia who worked the bikini coffee stand. Crazy girl, but lots of fun...

-Nothing, wassup?

-I just need a place to crash

-No problem come on over

A few minutes later, Nadia showed up lugging her overnight bag. She was on her way home from a weekend trip, and her roommate had her key.

“Thanks Greg!” she said, smiling that bright smile in scarlet lipgloss, her long dark hair hanging down over her breasts. She looked around, taking in the large, lived-in apartment.

“Damn! That was a looong drive back!” She flopped in a chair and pulled her boots off. “Can I take a shower?”

“Sure, go ahead. Listen, you take my bedroom and I'll sleep on the couch.”

“No way! You’re so tall, you'll never fit. Your bed is huge. We can share.”

It was late, so I got into bed and I must have dozed off because the next moment Nadia was bouncing on the bed in her pink bra and panties.

“Hey Nadia, remember what we talked about, okay? I'm too old for you.”

“I remember. Relax, I won't bite,” she giggled.

So we settled in under the covers in the dark, back to back, nice and comfy. We gave each other some pats and then held hands for a minute. I tried to sleep but that never works. Then I felt a chin on my shoulder.

“Still awake, Greg? I can't sleep. Want to talk?”

She told me about her trip. Soon she was snuggled right up to me. I tried not to think about her breasts squished into my side. It got harder not to think about her body as she told me about getting tipsy with her friends and dancing on the stage, kissing, then going back to the dancers’ dressing room…

“You like girls, Nadia?”

“Sure! I like guys too. But girls are so much fun! I can’t decide who the sex is better with...” I felt her arm go around my waist. “Actually my best time was with both, at a festival, my girlfriend and her boyfriend, in their tent. I came so many times. What was your best ever sex?”

I knew exactly what to tell. “Long time ago, back in my Santa Cruz days. I had an affair with a very horny married lady, very hot. Tall, blonde... she introduced me to anal sex, among other things...”

All the talk about sex was affecting me, not to mention Nadia's warm closeness. I shifted to free up my boner; my boxers were getting tight.

“One night we really went at it. I totally worked on her ass. Fingering it, and then I ate her out with two fingers in her ass and she just went nuts. I like that a lot; when a girl comes hard when I do her. Really gets me going. So then she was ready and she turned over and I was able to slide into her ass. We went really slow, but soon I got my whole cock in. That was amazing!”

Nadia's eyes never left me, but inside my pants her fingers had encircled me and were slowly stroking.

“At first it was super tight, hard to move, but then it got easier. Her ass was so tight I got very turned on and I came really hard...” It was a great memory. Nadia shifted around and straddled me and I felt her warm lips around my cock while she stroked me. Her knees were on either side of me and I could feel the warmth of her sex on my face in the dark and I knew she was wet. I reached up and pulled her panties down, squeezing her firm cheeks in my hands. Nadia has a cute bubble butt and I could feel her smooth skin tugging on my unshaven cheeks when I pulled her down and nuzzled my face up in there.

My tongue found sweetness inside her puffy outer lips. Tasting her smooth little opening when she was horny was so life-affirming. Unable to see a thing, I felt my way around familiar places and found her hole with my fingertips and massaged it softly while lapping at her clit insistently. Nadia had focused and had a great rhythm going, sliding me into the back of her mouth along her lavishly wet tongue. She started to rock back and forth and I used that motion to push a finger into her ass, rolling it around while tongue-flicking her clit hard.

She reached back to grab my hair and hold me close, my arm around her waist, and then she broke out in shivers, just about smothering me with her pussy, moaning and gasping. I caught my own breath in gasps and Nadia sped up her stroking and sucking. I couldn't hold it in any longer, so I let go and let the cold fire burn through me until I felt her licking my shaft clean.

We cuddled, her warm, semen-flavored lips on mine, her tongue exploring mine to taste her own pussy. She took off her damp, tangled underwear, her soft boobs squashed against my chest. Arms around each other, we dove in again, lips to lips, body to body. Her hips were rolling, leaving a wet streak on my thigh, and she was bringing me to life, my rod extending, getting firm again in her demanding hands.

She lay back, pulling me on top of her, feet on my chest then over my shoulders, and she took hold and guided me in. She was so tight, but very wet, so I could move inside her. I felt like I was 21 again as I pounded her G-spot, making her climax hard and long. Her thrashing around lit my fuse again and I came with a slow rush, feeling her get all wet and sloppy.

We collapsed together, breathing hard, sweating. I wrapped around her in spoons, my hand cupping her breast, buried my face in her hair, and I was out.

Well don't you know it, next morning she was gone. Snuck out and didn’t even wake the dog. When it got light I saw the only thing she’d left, her pink panties tangled in the sheets. I took a pic on my phone and sent it to her. She told me to keep them safe for her…

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