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Witnessing our gorgeous MetArt X models revealing their intimate sexual secrets on camera is sometimes one of the most arousing movie experiences. Personality plays a big part in mental and physical attraction, and a beautiful girl’s voice, her laugh, her mannerisms and the details she chooses to share can all heighten her appeal.

Now here’s an exciting chance to contribute to the creative filmmaking process and help us capture those deliciously authentic moments. We’re planning to make a movie where we ask one of our stars to talk about herself, her life and erotic experiences.

If you could ask our models a question in just one word, what would it be?

Here are a few examples: climax, domination, partner…

Just think what you could learn with such leading questions!

You can suggest a title for the movie too, if you would like to.

Post your suggestions below, and be part of the MetArt X creative team!

 

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Irresistible redhead Michelle H shares her erotic secrets

Gorgeous Michelle H is one of the most stunning stars of the MetArt Network. The Ukrainian model is not only beautiful, with red hair, bright blue eyes, cute freckles, perfect breasts and an astonishingly fine ass, but she has a sultry air that makes her impossible to tear your eyes away from. Simply put, this girl is pure sex. She’s talented, too; as ‘Red Fox’ she has directed movies for our big sister site MetArt, something we hope to see much more of in future. And on SexArt and VivThomas she has some sensational lesbian and boy-girl movies where she reveals a natural, uninhibited love of sex.

It’s always a pleasure to see Michelle taking center stage here at MetArt X, displaying that incredible body and enjoying it just as much as we enjoy watching her. With five sizzling solo movies here to date, there’s plenty of opportunity to see her spread her lovely long legs to bare her pretty pussy and stroke herself into a state of bliss. My personal pick is “Favorite Flower Girl” for the way she flirts so naughtily with the camera at the start, flipping her skirt up and smiling seductively, before getting naked and surrendering to her carnal urge for self-pleasure.

In a recent interview for MetArt X director Alis Locanta, who evidently finds the delicious redhead something of a muse, Michelle revealed, “I started filming when I was 18 years old because I really, really, really like being in public, I love being photographed and filmed. Of course I’m an exhibitionist – what else would make me want to get filmed naked? I find being watched very interesting and all of my previous fantasies link to that – the ones that I’ve already lived out. At the moment I don’t have any sexual fantasies, as I tend to make them happen right away. When I get a new one I will be sure to let you know!”

Michelle seems very comfortable with her sexuality, and confirms that she is genuinely into women: “I like girls, but I would say that I'm bisexual, because I also like men. What kind of men do I like? Smart. I like smart and strong men. With girls I like to dominate and with men I like it when they dominate me. Ideal woman? You know, I’d say someone who resembles Joan of Arc, she is a great example of a strong woman for me personally. Romance is a very important part of a serious relationship, I think I’m quite a romantic person and I am attracted to romantic people.”

So what does the future hold for this creative and sensual star? “With regard to my modeling career I'd like to be part of more interesting films, interesting locations, with gripping stories and of good quality. I enjoy being a part of interesting and quirky films, the ones I’m proud of watching afterwards, I like to be a part of something meaningful. Also I take photos and shoot films myself and of course I’ve got big ambitions because I’d like to bring something interesting to the industry. I’ve got a lot of ideas and desires, and I hope to realize them very soon.”

You can see Michelle’s full video interview on Viv Thomas here.

 

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I like an audience when I fuck!

Erotic fiction inspired by Kylie Quinn in "Hazel Eyes"

I like to fuck. Fucking is the best! And I love to fuck knowing that I’m being watched, which is why one of my favorite places to get laid is right in front of the window. If you’re in the neighborhood, look up because you might just get to catch the show.

Yesterday my boyfriend surprised me by taking a day off, showing up around the time everyone else was leaving for work. The doorbell woke me from a particularly sexy dream in which I was blindfolded on my hands and knees with total strangers stroking my tight ass and licking my pussy and asshole. So when I opened the door in just my robe, I already had half a mind to fuck whoever it was on the other side. When I saw it was Jay, I let my robe fall open and dragged him inside before he’d managed to say hello.

“I thought I’d surprise you,” he started to say.

“Consider me surprised,” I replied, taking him by the hand and leading him to the bedroom. “Now come and fuck me, baby.”

I have a padded window seat that’s perfect for occasions such as this, and I threw my robe off and crawled up onto it. With my ass up in the air, I reached back and ran a finger up and down my shaved pussy, sliding it between my lips.

“See how wet I am already?” I said.

Jay couldn’t get out of his clothes fast enough, falling out of his pants as he tried to shake them off and reach for my pussy at the same time. He knelt down on the floor behind me, his face up close to my ass, and ran his hands over my cheeks.

I rocked back and forward, pushing my pussy closer to him, aching to feel him inside me. As he started to lick my pussy I looked out the window to see that there were at least five people outside right now, too busy rushing to wherever it was they were going to look up and notice me and my fine ass. I closed my eyes for a moment as Jay’s tongue parted my pussy lips and flickered over my asshole, and when I opened them, one of the passersby, a 20-something guy in jeans and T-shirt, had stopped dead in his tracks, staring right at me.

The thing is, Jay isn’t much into fucking in public, and if I had let it slip that we had an audience he would have bolted for the bed, especially if he knew it was another man. So I kept my mouth shut. Well, actually, my mouth was wide open, gasping as Jay was sticking his tongue inside my pussy as deep as he could get it, his nose pressed up against my asshole, but you know what I mean.

Down on the street, our voyeur was still watching, standing right in the middle of the sidewalk. I winked at him and squeezed one of my nipples. Crawling away from Jay, I turned on the spot, still on my hands and knees, and kissed him, tasting my pussy on his lips and tongue.

“Why don’t you show me your cock?” I said. “I bet it’s rock hard.”

Jay stood up, his prick springing into my face, throbbing.

“Oh, baby! I love your cock!” I said, and put out my tongue, my mouth wide open, guiding his prick between my lips. I slid my tongue over the tip and down the shaft as I took it into my mouth. This drove him crazy, and he let out a deep groan of pleasure. I took his dick in my hand and began to jerk him off slowly, rubbing my thumb over the head to smear his pre-cum over his shaft between long licks.

When Jay closed his eyes and tipped his head back, I glanced down to check if we were still being watched. Sure enough, our audience was still there, but now he had his phone out and was filming us! From where he was standing, he’d have a great shot of my ass and the back of my head as I sucked on Jay’s cock – and if Jay just looked out the window he’d spot this guy straight away. I went back to sucking on Jay’s rigid dick, reaching back with one hand to stroke my ass. I let my fingers slide over to my pussy and pulled my lips open – a close up opportunity for the cameraman.

I wanted this guy to film my boyfriend shooting his load over my ass, but not before I turned them both on some more. So I lay on my back and spread my legs open to let my voyeur see my pussy from a new angle and then I reached up for Jay’s dick and pulled it down towards my mouth, jerking him off as I licked his balls. Jay didn’t need any encouragement to fuck my mouth like this, and he was lucky I knew how to deep throat. He pushed his cock slowly into my mouth, going deeper and deeper until his balls were pressed up against my nose and eyes and his cock was all the way in. Then he reached forward to play with my tits, pinching my nipples hard, pulling on them. I had my legs wide open and two fingers in my pussy. There was no way I could look out at my admirer; I couldn’t see much more than my boyfriend’s balls!

When Jay pulled out with a groan, strings of saliva and pre-cum stretched from my lips to his cockhead and he dragged it over my face, laughing. He was ready to shoot, and I was ready to explode knowing we were being watched and filmed. I got back on my hands and knees, making sure I was at just the right angle for the camera to capture everything.

“Come on, baby, bury that big hard prick in my pussy!” I said. “Make me cum. I wanna cum right now!”

Jay had to get up on the seat with me and kneel between my feet to fuck me, and in this position I could look down and watch the watcher. He had one hand on his phone and the other in his pants pocket – no mystery what he was doing.

I kept my eyes on the phone and bucked back hard against Jay, who was trying to keep a steady pace.

“Fuck me harder! Cum on me! I want to feel your cum on my ass!”

I said all this looking straight into the camera, and Jay reacted immediately, balling me hard and fast. It took all of one minute before he was ready to blow, and he pulled out just at the right time to shoot his load all over my ass. Frigging my clit just as hard, I came when Jay squeezed the last of his spunk out of his cock and onto my asshole, a little unexpected surprise that threw me over the edge.

Jay staggered over to the bed and collapsed face down on it, which gave me the perfect opportunity to turn my ass right to the camera and rub that little bit of jizz into my asshole and pussy. Then I stood right in front of the window and looked down at the cameraman, winking before pulling the blinds closed.

I have no idea whether he came in his pants that day, and I don’t know if the video is online, but I’m smart enough to know that both are very likely.

 

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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You bet your sweet ass: episode two

Erotic fiction inspired by Milena D in Spoglia

This follows on from episode one which was posted on this blog on November 27, 2016. The story so far: best friends Hayley and Marcia make a bet to see who can make a guy they pick up in a bar cum first. Flirty Marcia gets him to cum in his pants by grinding against him over the pool table, but sexy Hayley picks up the tale…

If you listen to Marcia talk, you’d think it was all her own work making our sexy cowboy lose his mojo. But what she failed to mention is that while she was handing out a free lap dance, Joe was checking out my rack the whole time. I lost that bet through sheer stupidity, trying to turn him on from the other side of the pool table. I thought I was just warming him up for my turn. How the hell was I to know he had a hair trigger down there?

It’s my own fault for wanting to fuck him – my mind wandered just a little bit too much as I was showing off my cleavage, imagining his hands down my panties and his lips around my nipples. So when my sweet assed friend gave him up, I wasn’t going to waste the opportunity. Sure, he’d already cum, but I’ve never let a little thing like an orgasm stop me from getting what I want.

I followed Joe right into the men’s room and found him looking at himself in the mirror, exhaling a deep breath – Marcia’s ass had really taken it out of him.

“Oh, easy honey, this is the men’s washroom,” he said as I surprised him.

“I know it is, babycakes,” I smiled and stepped in close. Reaching down to his crotch, I cupped him gently and whispered in his ear, “You got something in here for me, honey?”

I bet I freaked his cowboy ass right out with that, but I wasn’t going to wait and find out. I pushed him into a stall and wrestled with his pants, unbuttoning them while he made some lame, half-assed protest.

“Oh, baby, did my friend get you all excited out there?” I teased, squatting in front of him and holding his cum covered cock in my hand. “Why don’t you let Hayley clean you up?”

Loverboy didn’t have much to say to that but by the way he was leaning back against the wall, I could tell he wasn’t protesting anymore. Most of his cum must have soaked into his underwear, but his cock was still slick with jism and by its thickness it looked like he hadn’t lost all of his hard-on just yet.

If I was going to get this southern hunk’s cock fully erect again, I’d need to go for it big time. I pulled his pants down his thighs and gently stroked his balls from underneath, keeping my eye on his cock but looking up into his eyes every now and again with my best come fuck me expression.

“Mmm,” I purred. “Looks good enough to eat. Can I suck it?”

“Hell, yeah…” he breathed.

With his balls still resting on my outstretched hand, I kept eye contact with Joe as I moved my face towards his prick. Mouth closed, I rubbed my face around his cock, murmuring my pleasure as his semen smeared over my chin and cheeks. I came to rest with his dick on my chin, millimeters from my sealed lips. Slowly, I opened my mouth just enough to let the tip of my tongue come out. I licked my lips, my tongue tracing faintly over the tip of his cock, tasting his salty cum.

Joe’s prick began to stiffen on my face, and I smiled as his cock grew up to my mouth, easing my lips open and letting his erection push past them and into my mouth. Still watching him, I opened my mouth wide and pushed my tongue out along the underside of his prick. Then I started to bob my head back and forth so that I could tap his balls with the tip of my tongue and he could feel his entire length sliding down my throat.

Now he had a hard-on that was worth fucking!

My mouth was full of the taste of his semen and my mind was full of filth. I stood up and gripped his prick tightly in my hand, thrusting my tongue into his mouth, making him taste his own cum.

With his lips pressed to my chest and his cock squashed between us, I whispered in his ear, “Turn me around, tear off my pants and fuck my ass, Joe. I want your prick in my ass and your fingers in my pussy.”

The guy didn’t need any more telling. He flipped me around immediately and tugged my pants down to my ankles. Once he had one leg out, he was up behind me, his eager prick nosing at my pussy like it was a landlord and it was rent day in pussy palace.

I had already turned myself on enough to take him deep inside and I reached behind me to guide him in, using his helmet to split open my pussy lips and tease my clit before I shoved back hard against him, his dick plunging balls deep.

When he was wet with my juices, I took his cock out and looked over my shoulder at him as I helped him into my ass. Once I had his tip in me, I let go of that fat cock and braced myself against the door.

“Now fuck that big prick of yours all the way inside,” I said.

Joe grabbed my hips, his thumbs digging into me and pulling me wide apart. Then he thrust himself hard into me, his balls banging against my pussy. Damn, that made me horny!

“Finger my pussy,” I moaned, lifting one leg up against the wall. Joe’s fingers felt around my inner thigh until they reached my wet pussy and he pushed three fingers up me. “Yeah, that’s it, baby. Can you feel your cock? Can you feel it inside my ass? Fuck me, Joe. Fuck my ass!”

I was making myself hot just as much as he was, my filthy slut side in full effect; and I was driving him crazy too. Before too long I could feel him tensing, ready to blow.

“Cum in your hand and let it run into my pussy,” I cried, and that was all it took to send him over the edge. He yanked his cock from my asshole and jammed it up against his hand, the tips of his fingers still in my hole, holding me open, as he shot wads of cum into his palm.

He took his fingers out of me and rubbed them against my clit, spreading my pussy lips wide, his hot spunk coating my pussy. Man, when he slipped his slick thumb up my ass, I lost all control and came like a crazy woman. Hell knows what I was saying, but it was loud!

And that’s how I left him, standing in the washroom, his pants around his ankles, his underwear full of cum and his hand slick with fresh spunk.

I’d lost the bet, but I’d got a damn good fucking, one that I’ve often looked back on fondly, usually with a finger in my pussy and a thumb up my ass.

 

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 hottest MetArt X movie of 2016

MetArt X is a dirty dream come true. Created in 2016 in response to requests from members who wanted to see our beautiful MetArt girls in more explicit action, it’s rapidly become the rising star of the Network. Who doesn’t want to watch gorgeous girls masturbating, sharing their intimate arousal and ultimate pleasure with you?

So, what was your favorite MetArt X movie of 2016? Whether you’re into blondes or brunettes, redheads or ebony beauties, there was something for you. Slender, busty, shaven or hairy? You got it. Why not take a little browse through the year’s archive and remind yourself of your top turn-ons?

My favorite five:

Melena A in “My Perfect Housekeeper.” Described by one member as “Maybe the finest video I've ever seen in a lifetime of viewing,” it sees the caramel-skinned superstar abandoning her chores in order to plunder her slippery slit with her fingers, teasing her ass too until she cums with a smile of delight. It’s sensational.

Ariel Piper Fawn in “Good Vibrations.” You certainly don’t want to miss busty redhead Ariel getting herself off with the aid of a huge vibrating wand. Her intense pleasure is self-indulgent in the very best way.

Kylie Quinn in “Bet My Boots.” Flirty little brunette Kylie looks so sweet and almost-innocent, even when she’s fingering her luscious smooth-shaven pussy to a noisy climax. The girl next door of your wildest fantasies.

Aislin in “Bath Time.” Water is notoriously difficult to work with, but this excellent movie captures every voluptuous curve of busty blonde Aislin’s stunning body superbly. The jiggle factor from those big, beautiful breasts as she rises to the peak of orgasm is a must-see.

Nancy A in “Do It Like A Model.” Deceptively simple, keeping the focus squarely where it should be: on an incredible girl. Nancy is a delectable bundle of pure sexual energy, and she’s never looked hotter.

How about you? What's your MetArt X movie of 2016?

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Busty beauty Paula Shy is a MetArt X favorite!

Curvy Czech cutie Paula Shy is a favorite with MetArt X members, and no wonder. Her sweet face and voluptuous figure with big, beautiful breasts makes the Asian babe so alluring.

Paula has some very pretty photosets you can see on our sister site MetArt, as well as several hot girl-girl movie appearances on SexArt and VivThomas. It’s a nice change of pace to see her in solo masturbation movies here at MetArt X, where she demands your full attention with her sensual self-pleasuring. The way she strokes and squeezes those perfect breasts is something quite special, and there’s always a sparkle of mischief in her beautiful brown eyes. Here’s a chance to get to know her a little better…

Paula, please tell us something about yourself.

PS: I’m 23 and I’m from Czech Republic. I started shooting movies with my boyfriend, we found an advert on the internet. I like this job because I meet a lot of new people. I enjoy swimming, sunshine, relaxing, reading, eating. I am romantic, I like when we go to a restaurant for dinner, some wine, I love a lot of candles and roses…

What do you like best about your body?

PS: I love my boobs!

Are you bisexual?

PS: Yeah, I like girls. I like girls with dark hair and fit bodies. I like very tall men. He must be funny and romantic and he must love me, and… have a big dick!

What do you enjoy sexually?

PS: My favorite position is missionary because I like when I do nothing… I’m joking! Missionary, doggy style, everything… I like it! My best orgasm was with my boyfriend, at home. We were a little bit drunk. I have done it on a train. But it’s very risky! My fantasy… I would like to try a gangbang! Lots of men!

 

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You bet your sweet ass...

Erotic fiction inspired by Patritcy A in "Blossom"

“I bet I can make him hard before you can,” said Hayley, my best friend, as she put our drinks down on the table.

“You bet you can make who hard before I can?” I asked. We were sitting in a downtown bar in the middle of the afternoon and the place was practically empty.

“The sports fan down by the pool table.”

At the end of the bar was a dark space with a pool table in the center. A fit looking guy in jeans and T-shirt, tousled brown hair and day old stubble, was shooting pool and watching a football re-run on the TV that was hanging on the wall. I couldn’t see much of his face, but a one eyed drunk could tell from the way he bent over the table that he had a body under those clothes that would be fun to play with.

I took a sip of my cocktail and gave it some thought. Hayley was hot, she had that going for her, and she was wearing a little T-shirt with a V-neck that showed off her tanned cleavage. She had highlights in her hair, which curled in thick ringlets down her shoulders. I’d seen her make men spellbound countless times with that hair, twirling her fingers through it while she stared at them with come fuck me eyes.

I’m not saying I’m unattractive, but when I’m with Hayley, it’s always fiercely competitive. My tits aren’t as big as hers and my blonde hair isn’t as sexy as hers, in my opinion, but my legs and hips turn heads and everyone loves my dimples.

“Okay,” I said. “But there have to be rules.”

“Okay, daddy, tell me what I’m allowed to do,” Hayley teased in a girly voice.

“Rule one, no hands. You can’t touch any part of him with your hands. If your hand goes anywhere near his crotch you lose instantly.”

“No hands, got it,” she said.

“Rule two, no sexy talk. I know what you’re like, you get up close and start telling a guy where you want him to park his ride… it gets so bad with some of them that you have to shut up and step back just to stop ’em from blowing their load in their pants.”

“Aw, come on, you’re taking my best plays out of the game!” Hayley cried.

“Rule three!” I shouted her down. “No showing him the goods! You keep your titties in your top and your pussy in your panties.”

“What about my ass?” she asked, taking a gulp of her highball.

“Your ass? Okay, if you can get your ass out without it looking like you’re dropping your pants just to show him your booty, like it just naturally happened that your ass came out of your jeans, then you can get your ass out. And, honey, if you can find a way to get those buns out without looking like a twenty-dollar stripper, I’ll forfeit the game right there and then.”

“Now how’s that fair?” Hayley baulked. “You’ve got that sassy little mini-skirt on and I just bet there’s a pair of pretty panties parting those tight little cheeks of yours. Your ass will be out before I’ve even opened my mouth!”

“Them’s the rules. Besides, the only way he’s gonna see my ass is if I cartwheel down the bar or he falls down flat at the sight of your beautiful face.”

“Cute,” Hayley drawled. “Winner gets to fuck him?”

“If the winner wants to.”

We sauntered down to the pool table, each of us doing our best to look drop dead sexy, but our guy never looked away from the screen. The two of us waltzed into the room, I made a beeline for the stud, Hayley going around the table to stand beneath the screen and lean down low over a pocket.

“Mind if we play with you?” Hayley asked, fluttering her eyelashes and shimmying just a little to let her braless titties jiggle about inside her T-shirt, a clear signal to anyone watching. Loverboy looked from the screen and bent over the table to sink the black into the pocket right under Hayley’s breasts. I swear, he never looked up from the shot, not until the ball had sunk out of sight; then his eyes took all of her in slowly, scanning from the pocket, up to her voluptuous breasts and on to her bedroom eyes.

“I don’t mind at all, ladies,” he drawled. Hayley must have thought she’d already won the way he smiled at her. He hadn’t even glanced in my direction yet!

My friend racked up, making sure her cleavage was constantly in sight. I had to make my move or it’d be game over before it had even begun. I stepped over to the rack of cues and picked one out, reaching for the top of it to make my skirt climb just a little bit higher, hoping our beau was watching. When I turned around, that same soft smile was pointing in my direction. Bingo.

“My name’s Hayley,” my competitive companion said, dragging his attention away from me.

“Mighty fine to meet you, Hayley. Name’s Joe.”

“I’m Marcia, but honey, you can call me whatever you want,” I smiled. The game was on.

“Why don’t you be on my team, Joe? Marcia always beats me,” Hayley said, glaring at me.

“I can’t help it if I know how to handle a cue,” I purred, eyes on Joe as I stroked my stick suggestively.

Hayley finished racking up and I moved in front of Joe to make my break, bending over in front of him, legs straight and feet apart. If Loverboy had been sitting down, he’d have had one hell of a view; but as it was, he could see just enough to get him thinking.

After that, all I could do was watch as Hayley worked her magic, fluffing her shot so badly she missed the white entirely, working it so that Joe just had to come around the table and help her cue up. Watching Hayley work was always fascinating. I know of no other woman who can wrap a guy around her finger like Hayley, but then her family were all circus people – barkers, showmen, people who oozed confidence the way the rest of us sweat. It was in her blood.

So she asked him to come over and help her and with a familiarity you’d normally only see between long-term lovers, Hayley was soon squeezing her body up close to Joe, pushing her ass into his crotch as she bent over the table, looking at him over her shoulder, asking if she was doing it right.

‘Well, no, you see you gotta hold the thin end of the cue like this,” Loverboy said, leaning over Hayley to take hold of her extended hand.

Now she was giggling and wriggling her ass up against him, looking right at him as he took the shot for her, breathing into his ear. I knew she wanted to whisper something in that ear and was pleased I’d laid down the rules because from where I was standing, all she needed to do was whisper whatever it was she usually said – take me home and fuck me, whatever – in these situations, and I’d be left shooting pool on my lonesome while she found somewhere private to get her kicks.

I drained my drink fast. “Girl, it’s your round!” I said, holding my empty glass aloft.

“Now what kind of a gentlemen would you ladies take me for if I let you go buying the drinks? Hell, back home they’d take a man’s spurs for that kind of uncivil behaviour!” our playmate cried. “What is it now, ladies? What’s your poison?”

You had to hand it to the man, he played the role of a gentleman just right, even if his eyes played the same role every guy’s eyes play – undress ’em and bless ’em.

“Looks like Loverboy is an ass man,” Hayley said out of the corner of her mouth. “Wanna make this more interesting?”

“Looks to me like you’re already interested enough,” I said.

“Asses only,” she said quickly as Joe picked up all three drinks between two hands and made his way back. “You gotta get him hard with your ass. We take it in turns, you can rub your ass up against that beefcake’s junk whenever it’s your shot.”

“Alright, but let’s up the ante – first one to make him cum in his pants wins,” I said.

“You’re on,” Hayley said, bumping my hip with hers in acknowledgement.

“Is it my turn already?” Joe asked, bringing our drinks over.

“No, loverboy,” I said. “It’s my time to shine!”

With the balls spread out all over the table, it didn’t matter where Joe stood, I’d be able to get my ass up close to him and still hit something. I took my drink and sipped it, then walked over to the corner of the room and put it on a low table. I took my time, checking every shot, looking at all the angles, bending down over the table to show off my legs, then sliding in front of Joe and squatting down real quick. My skirt was made of the thinnest cotton, and when I dropped like that, with my knees apart, it wafted up to give him a great shot of my see-through panties. If he was quick sighted enough, he’d be able to see my pussy, bulging against the crotch of my underwear. I have a nice juicy pussy with the kind of labia men just love to suck on, thick and plump. My panties rode up between my ass cheeks. If he was an ass man and easily aroused, I’d be sitting in the winning seat any second now.

One last tease before I went in for the kill.

I sashayed back to my drink and stood over the table. Crossing my legs, I bent over with knees straight and sipped from the glass. My ass was up high, with both Joe and Hayley getting a fine view of my legs. I knew the skirt I had on wouldn’t be able to cover me all up. Joe would be staring right at the cheeks of my ass and my pouting pussy in my tight little panties. I took my time, my hands holding onto the cue for support. When I was ready, I walked slowly back to the table, my eyes resolutely on the balls, my kitten heels clicking on the solid wood floor. Nobody said a word. They didn’t dare breathe!

I positioned myself right in front of Joe and bent over the table, easing my ass back up against him, dipping just a little so that I could rub myself up against him. Then I took my time cueing the shot up and bumped back against him. Yes! He was getting hard. The dirty boy had his dick up in his pants and I could feel its length growing up towards the waistband. First score to Marcia!

There was no more pretence, we both knew what was going on. Loverboy was probably thinking that before the game was over, he’d be balling one or both of us in the restroom. If I didn’t make him cum in his pants, once Hayley knew he was hard, she'd be sure to take her shot at him.

I looked up at Hayley and smiled, then back down at the table as I shifted my feet, riding each ass cheek up along the sides of Joe’s bone. Yeah, he was rock hard back there, itching to put his hands on me. I started to grind against him, then looked back over my shoulder.

“Mmm,” I murmured. I could have sworn I heard a slight groan from him.

“Take the shot!” barked Hayley.

Without looking back at the table, I took my shot, bumping back against Joe three times for luck. The man didn’t back off, and his hands suddenly grabbed hold of my hips and held me tight against him. Well that was it, I started to grind back on him, rubbing my ass over his cock, and he squeezed me harder and thrust against me. I knew he’d cum when his fingers dug into my hips and he stood stock still.

“Dammit,” muttered Hayley, and that brought Loverboy back to reality.

He stepped away from me as I stayed bent over the table, resting my elbows on the edge, and made his excuses, slipping off to the bathroom. I blew him a kiss.

“Damn, I’ve never seen a man cum so easy,” Hayley cursed.

“That’s right, I win.”

“You gonna fuck him?” she asked.

“I’d say I already did. He’s all yours if you’re still interested.”

The smile on her face as she followed him said everything I needed to know.

 

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Meeting Eva: a hot pick-up at roller derby

Erotic fiction inspired by Ashley Lane in "Taste Me"

For Katya's birthday I took both my girls, Katya and Albina, out for a night of roller derby. They play for a pro volleyball team; it’s a feeder for the national squad, so the competition for places is fierce. I figured they could use a night off while they were in town.

We got to the run down roller rink just in time to find a seat before the entertainment kicked off. The place was bangin': rock music blaring, crazed female fans, their dopey boyfriends tagging along. We sat in the small bleachers and drank beer while I attempted to explain roller derby rules and strategies to my two Russian girlfriends.

Albina shrieked; she’d spotted an adult store’s merchandise stand, and they both ran over to check out all the sex toys. I sat back to watch the four teams warming up. They were a motley assortment, small ones, quick ones, and plenty of husky looking women, all girded up in helmets, pads and skates, most of them wearing seriously short shorts or tiny skirts and sheer stockings – a man could get a fine idea of what they had going on. I had my eye on a tall, curvy, strong looking blocker. She had short, dark brown hair, intense chestnut eyes and a unibrow…

The girls hustled back just as the whistle blew for the first round, with a large bag of goodies. I cocked an eyebrow at Albina.

“It's for the team,” she purred, and stashed the sack under her seat.

The first bout, like all those that followed, was complete mayhem, sort of like rugby on wheels, with added melees. Albina and Katya, of course, were instant fans. They cheered like maniacs. Heads were cracking and elbows flying – it was wonderful!

Personally I was drawn to all the jiggling, muscular, lightly clothed female flesh straining and gasping and slamming with bone crunching meaty thuds. The woman I had my eye on was a terror; upending opposing jammers, body slamming the pivots, no one could stop her. I was falling in lust fast and it looked like the girls were, too.

After the last bout, my girls – like athletes everywhere – drifted back and chatted with the derby girls. Apparently, one of the teams was made up mostly of Europeans and they were all yakking in Russian, or was it Ukrainian? I couldn't tell. A few of the girls lived in my neighborhood, a small Ukrainian enclave. Fate was playing its hand.

So that’s how three roller girls, Nadia, Sofia and Eva, ended up back at my apartment with Albina, Katya and I, drinking all my scotch, vodka and beer, taking showers and raiding my first aid box to bandage up their sprains. It was intoxicating watching five gorgeous, half naked women turning my apartment into a locker room, chattering in an alien language. All five of them ignored me, so I ducked out for a shower. Three minutes later, the shower door opened and Eva shyly stepped in naked, wrapping her arms around me.

“What?” I whispered.  “The girls will find you in here in a second!”

“No, they will not,” she said in her thick accent. “They are busy,” she nodded at the doorway; the lights outside were off.

Eva closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss that was long and slow. Her lips were warm. With her arms around my neck, I could feel her soft breasts on my wet and naked skin. In the dim light her breasts stood out round and pointed straight at me like pink, flesh rocket nose cones with large areolae. I put my hands around her slim waist and slid them down to her hips and thighs, which were smooth and asking to be squeezed. Eva was a lot of girl waiting to be discovered...

“Come,” she said and we dried off, wrapped towels around us and poked our heads out the door. There were four bodies in my bed squirming, kissing and sighing, and they were all girl bodies, so we ducked into the other room, which we had all to ourselves. I cracked a window to let some steam out while we snuggled under blankets on the couch. We made out for a long time; my hands were on her fantastic boobs and her hand was stroking me firmly until she took me between her beautiful lips and sucked me in deep. We lay on our sides, my face between her soft thighs, and I lapped at her folds until they opened up and I tasted her wet lips, the strong girl flavors making me stiffer and aching for contact.

Her lovely juices were abundant so I slid two fingers deep inside, then withdrew and slid them quickly into her asshole, pressing upward on the smooth muscle internally to increase her pleasure. She gasped and squeezed one breast, throwing her other arm over her face and rolling her head back and forth as she started to shudder to orgasm, bucking her hips and squeezing my face – she almost knocked me off the couch.

“Oh, yes! Da! Yes!” she called out.

I was hanging long and strong so I placed her muscular calves on my shoulders and flexed my shaft against her wet pussy lips, feeling us grinding together until Eva lifted up her bottom and my glans popped in through her pussy lips. Eva was surprisingly tight for a big girl and I worked and ground on her until I started to slide in and she was gasping again while I began to fuck her deeply.

“Ah! Ah!” she gasped, pulling me in harder with her hands on my butt. Her eyes locked on mine. “Greg, I want to feel you coming inside me,” she said. “Keep fucking me! Ah! Fuck me, give me your big dick,” and I gave it to her, hard as I could. Eva was a lot of woman and I needed to be a lot of man for her.

She moaned and started bucking her hips. I knew it was time, so I stopped holding back and jetted inside her, spasming and thrusting until I was spent and gasping and so was she.

I took her hand and led her back to the shower where we washed the sweat off again. I knelt down and licked her pussy until it was clean and then some more, with my fingers squirming inside her asshole as I locked on to her swollen clitoris and she climaxed a final time. What a night!

 

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Office encounter: a quickie with the IT guy…

Erotic fiction inspired by Susie

I was working late at the office one night, just me and an IT guy who was doing a late shift to sort out a couple of the computers. Let me tell you, he was hot; when I first saw him earlier that day I’d decided right there and then that I was going to nail him. So I pretended that my computer needed fixing too.

He’d just finished work on one computer when he said, “I’m doing a coffee run, can I get you anything?”

Oh yes, I thought to myself, you can get your cock over here right now and screw me senseless over the desk.

“Sure,” I replied. “A latte would be great.”

“Cool,” he said. “And I’ll sort out your computer when I get back.”

As soon as I was sure he’d gone, I stripped out of everything apart from my stockings and pumps, and put on my long raincoat. Sitting at my station with the coat undone, I started groping my pert breasts and running a finger around my erect nipples, before letting one hand roam south to test out how wet my pussy was. Naturally it was soaking. This came as no surprise and made me happy, because talking cock size, I needed to be ready for anything.

I was still playing with myself when I heard Mark return. “Phew,” he remarked. “It’s blowing up a storm out there.”

“Who cares,” I replied, struggling to stop myself from giggling. “It’s good and hot in here.”

I pulled my coat closed just before he rounded the partition of my station. When he appeared, he looked surprised. “I thought you said you were hot,” he said. “So why are you wearing your coat?”

“Oh, I’m feeling hot alright,” I said, in my most lascivious tone – and flung open my coat.

His face was a picture when he got a perfect view of my neatly trimmed, wet pussy and hard nipples. “Mark, I have a confession,” I said. “I don’t really have a problem with my computer, but I’ve got something that’s in need of expert attention…”

He looked stunned, but the bulge in his pants informed me that he was more than happy to play along. I reached up from my chair, took the coffees from his hands, put them on the desk, and unzipped his pants. His cock was so hard it visibly twitched, and the size of it made me really glad that I’d lubed up my pussy with my juice in preparation for the eventuality that he’d be well hung.

I couldn’t resist the urge to take the teeniest little taste, and licked the tip a few times. It tasted good, so I took off my glasses and slid the whole length into my mouth. I didn’t want him blowing his load too soon, so I sucked his dick slowly and sensually, cranking him up by degrees.

After a couple of minutes or so Mark pulled me to my feet, backed me up against a filing cabinet, and squeezed my breasts as he prodded his cockhead against the lips of my sopping wet snatch. He grinned at the feeling of my hard nipples against his palms. I reached around to grab his ass and pull him hard against me. As his cock hit my pussy, the lips parted and enveloped his shaft and he slid deep inside me. I gasped as he surged inside.

Sometimes stand-up fucking can be a bitch, but Mark was just the right height for us to do it comfortably. His steel-stiff rod thrust into me to the hilt, then he pulled almost all the way out until just his cockhead was gripped in the warm embrace of my pussy, before slamming it back inside me. I felt stretched to the max by his big cock, but soon relaxed into the rhythm of his humping.

I reached down and started rubbing my clit, which intensified my excitement, making me moan with arousal. Mark was pinching and tweaking my nipples, sending flashes of electricity through me. Suddenly my knees began to weaken and tremble, and the sensations shooting through my body got so intense I threw my arms around Mark’s neck to stop myself collapsing. Seconds later my orgasm hit me like a runaway train, and I could feel my pussy spasm uncontrollably around his still thrusting cock.

He howled, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” and pulled out, just in time to send a colossal squirt of jizz all over the top of my thighs.

That was the last I saw of Mark, at least in the flesh. We do sometimes have webcam sex, but that’s another story…

 

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Why I masturbate

Growing up in a very restrictive and puritanical culture, I always felt guilty about touching myself. I was made to believe that masturbation was a sinful and unhealthy act that I should resist, no matter how powerful the urge. I didn’t have close girlfriends I could talk to about it, and I thought I was the only one who had these thoughts and feelings.  

Moving to the US in my early twenties, I was surprised (and delighted) by the relative openness about masturbation, and relieved to discover that what I was doing was not only normal, but actually beneficial.

The first time I saw a film with a woman masturbating and clearly enjoying it, it was a revelation. Since then I’ve watched a LOT of different adult movies, including couples and lesbian stuff, but I always come back to solo masturbation movies. What was a huge source of guilt a few years ago is now a huge source of pleasure, so MetArt X is pretty much a dream come true for me! I love to see how other girls get themselves off, and sometimes I will try something new that I’ve seen in a movie to find out if it works for me. The girls of MetArt X inspire a lot of my private fun time.

According to Indiana University’s National Survey Of Health And Behavior, more than half of American adults masturbate between one and four times a week. Even though I’m in a relationship now, I still do it at least a couple of times a week, and usually while watching a movie. I’ve been compiling a list of reasons why it’s good for me, so I thought I would share it, to say thank you!

  • When I was single, and then in a long-distance relationship, masturbation was a great way to keep my libido stoked up. The more solo sex I have, the more I want, because the pleasure factor associated with the act not only makes my brain think about sex more often, it makes me feel better in and about myself.
  • Masturbation accompanied by watching porn or reading erotic fiction (like MyErotica.com) causes my body to anticipate a sexual encounter, which is a great tonic for maintaining my sexual drive.
  • When I masturbate on a regular basis I feel positively about my body. When I know what I need to give myself sexual pleasure, I don’t need someone else to validate my sexiness. This is a great confidence booster when it comes to forming relationships.
  • When I’m going through a sexual dry spell, masturbation is the safest way to satisfy my sexual needs. I’m not the type to have a one night stand, so if I’m not dating, I’m not having sex – but I can always touch myself to relieve the frustration!
  • I can experiment and figure out what gets me off best – and then share it with a partner, if I choose.
  • It helps me sleep. Endorphins released during orgasm are better than any sleeping pill.

Ultimately though, my final word on masturbation is simple – I do it because it makes me feel good. It took me a while to be brave enough to come out and say it, so I hope it will encourage other people to do the same.

 

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