Happy Holidays from MetArt X!

December 21, 2018 - by: Rose

Happy Holidays from all of us at MetArt X!

We hope Santa leaves something sexy in your stocking, whether you've been naughty or nice... or even, like our gorgeous models Michelle H and Mia Sollis, a little bit of both. 

Season's Greetings to you all, and thanks for sharing so much fun with us this year. 

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Irresistible new MetArt X model Mariana Tipa

December 16, 2018 - by: Peter

Having just set eyes on your new MetArt X model Mariana Tipa, I can confirm that “Simply” is a great title for her debut, because she is simply perfect, simply adorable, and I am simply lust-struck!

She’s so cute and perky, I can just imagine her as a circus performer in a tight, skimpy costume, suspended above the ground doing some kind of daring act where she spins and twirls in a hoop with her long hair whipping around.

There’s a shot of her lying on her bed on her belly, resting her face on her arms, and she looks so irresistible. Her blue eyes and sweet smile just make my heart melt… while her incredible body makes another part of me do the polar opposite.

Her breasts are the perfect size to fit my hands, with those luscious pink nipples, which look so tempting to suck. Cute as she is, she has that thing where she can switch from sweet to sultry in a heartbeat. When she sits with her legs spread wide, fingers teasing her shaved pussy open, she has such a horny look on her face that there’s no doubting her sexual confidence and horny appetite. If it were possible to actually climb into my computer screen I’d be pulling her close for a long, passionate kiss right now…

So thank you, MetArt X, for discovering this stunning new starlet, and I hope you’ll be featuring her often, because I am totally smitten!

 

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How Lena likes it...

December 10, 2018 - by: Michael

Erotic fiction inspired by Lena Anderson in “Couldn’t Resist

Nobody can resist Lena… not even Lena herself. Even when she’s trying to act casual, chatting to you, scrolling through her phone, she’s given away by those stiff nipples poking through her top, making their presence felt. Lena’s down to fuck, no doubt about it… and she has a very special way of making sure you are, too.

Just watch her as she tugs her top down so those perfectly pert breasts bounce into view. That got your attention, didn’t it? Her nipples are so hard, she must have been thinking about this for ages. So were you, admit it! But it still takes your breath away when she turns onto her knees and flips up her little plaid skirt to show off her incredible ass, cheeks so smooth and firm and round. Her peach lace panties nestle between them, just about covering her pussy.

She checks to make sure you’re watching – of course you’re watching! – as she takes off her top and shimmies out of her skirt, only her panties hiding her nakedness. And then… ohhhhh…. then she slides her hand inside those snug panties, so you can see her fingers moving as she touches herself.

She doesn’t tease you like that for too long before succumbing to her own need to see her desire reflected in your eyes. She peels the panties off and lies back with her legs spread, using both hands to open her pussy up and rub the silky-smooth slit, fingers dancing on her clit. Her whole pussy flushes bright pink almost immediately, she’s so turned on. Has she forgotten you’re watching, so immersed in her private pleasure? No; she looks right at you, her naughty smile turning into a gasp as she pushes a finger between her tight folds. It plunges in up to the knuckle, faster, harder, her hips rocking to ride the sensation as her pleasure builds.

And suddenly she stops, tasting her sweetness from her fingers, looking at you again with a shy little laugh. And you understand; she didn’t do it to tease you, or because she couldn’t resist. She did it to show you how she likes it, and now it’s your turn…

 

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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My MetArt X movie of the month

December 03, 2018 - by: Howard

It’s usually really tough to choose a favorite movie on MetArt X because you cater for a lot of my personal tastes: brunettes, lingerie, petite girls, doggy position fingering, and so on – too many to list. This month it was easy, though.

Sultana was already one of my top ten models, and Don Caravaggio’s movie “Playing In The Sun 2” made her my number one. Those sexy legs, long, shiny hair and beautiful eyes really do it for me. Her ass is spectacular, and that gorgeous smile is so captivating.

I’ve had a soft spot – okay, I mean a hard spot! – for Sultana ever since her first appearance on MetArt X, so I am biased, but from the moment the movie starts and she walks in wearing that skintight red dress, to the moment she cums, the entire film is a perfect 10.

What I love to see when I’m watching a girl masturbate is her body reacting to her fingering; there are certain signs of arousal that just can’t be faked. Sultana writhes and grinds against her fingers as she rubs her clit, then bucks and thrusts herself onto her hand when she eases two inside her wet pussy. And that’s all in the first three minutes, even before she turns around onto her hands and knees and sticks that amazing ass of hers in the camera.

More movies of Sultana pleasuring that perfect pussy, please! I can’t get enough of her.

 

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Dance of Lust

November 26, 2018 - by: Michael

Erotic fiction inspired by Ivy Wolfe in “Feel Me Moving

“The music made me do it.” That’s always Ivy’s excuse, when she gives you that sinful smile and spreads her long, sexy legs wide, so you can’t tear your eyes away from the skimpy crotch of her panties, that tiny strip of fabric barely covering her plump pussy lips.

Her slender body undulates like a lap dancer, gaze so smoldering you feel you could burst into flames at any second. She’s got you hooked as she eases up her top to bare her small, beautiful breasts. But you’re not the only one she’s turning on; her nipples are stiff as she circles her fingers around them, and she lets out a little gasp of pleasure. Her ass is simply astounding as she bends over, wiggling it in your direction, easing her panties down her thighs to show you her pussy. You have to sit on your hands, fighting the urge to reach out and touch; this is her show, and you need to sit back and watch, drinking it all in, storing every moment in your memory for later.

She winds her hips, seductively… and suddenly the tease is too much for her too, and she’s lying back, fingers dancing on her clit, spreading her juicy pink slit open. Her clit quivers, and she plungers her fingers deeper, yelling out her pleasure as her orgasm pulses through her in hot waves.

“What brought that on?” you ask, overwhelmed with lust.

“The music made me do it,” she smiles, reaching for you…

 

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 Gift Of Orgasm

November 19, 2018 - by: Naomi

Erotic fiction inspired by Tracy Lindsay in “Fan Club 2

It’s so exciting to receive gifts and messages from fans, little notes of love and lust. And then there are those fans who send me lingerie and toys, that’s always such a thrill.

Today I received a package in the mail, a sweet love note and a brand new sex toy. The thought of someone taking the time and trouble to choose this toy especially for me was a real turn on, and I found myself getting horny as I looked at it.

I took off my bra and played with my nipples, stroking and pinching them, enjoying the feeling as they grew stiff between my fingers. As I touched myself, I felt my pussy tingling, eager to be played with. So I took off my panties too and got comfortable, leaning back with my legs open.

I imagined my admirer watching me, naked except for my shoes, anticipating the moment when I would accept his gift into my pussy. Did he wish it were his cock? I put it to my lips, kissing and licking it, running my tongue over the ridges. It felt so cool and hard. I wondered how it would feel inside me.

When the dildo was good and wet, I rubbed it over my clit, the ridges teasing me until my clit was as stiff as my nipples. Soon the toy was soaked with my juice too, as I twirled the tip at the entrance to my pussy and slowly inched it inside. Oh my goodness, it felt amazing, each ridge stroking my sugar walls, the sensation so intense. Was this what my admirer imagined me feeling? Did he know it would drive me wild?

I gripped the dildo tightly, driving it into my drenched pussy, spreading my lips open and rubbing my clit with my free hand. I was slick with my own cream, flushed and intoxicated with sensual pleasure, as I plunged it in and out, faster and faster. My orgasm approached like an express train and I came so hard, covering the dildo in my pussy juice, my hands and fingers soaked, my body shaking.

As I came down from my orgasmic high, I thought about the fan who had sent me the toy. Did he imagine me using it to make myself cum like that? I wonder if he guessed how much pleasure he would bring to me. The gift of orgasm is priceless!

 

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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Breakup Rubdown

November 12, 2018 - by: Junkman

Erotic fiction inspired by Jasmine Jazz in “Not Her

Jasmine realized she was losing interest while packing for their planned weekend getaway. He had booked a cozy apartment overlooking the main drag of Old Town, where they had met a year ago.

She wasn’t ready for landmarks or milestones. She wasn’t even ready for the pink roses he sent—although she kept those around for the delicate scent. She wanted time to slow down to a pace she could dance to. But not with him.

Roaming the apartment in underwear and a see-through shirt with a tiger print that she had been trying on for him, her hips swayed in rhythm to the sounds of Kind of Blue. She fell back on the bed and offered up her own improvisational sounds into the handle of a hairbrush. She was having too much fun by herself.

She had to call him. She had to end it.

Naturally, he was devastated. He’d let Jasmine Jazz slip through his fingertips.

He pestered her with so many calls that she left the phone on her bed and sought some quiet on a petite corner chair that was a perfect fit for her cute little ass. She was fidgety with anticipation of a weekend alone. She was in the mood for some self-romance.

Jasmine untied her shirt and cupped her liberated breasts in her hands, tickling her nipples hard. She moved her strong hand slowly down over her stomach and into the cozy confines of her lacy black panties.

Rubbing made her forget, but the jagged sound of the doorbell snapped her out of her one-woman getaway. Her angled lips revealed her aggravation.

She returned to the room and sat back in her chair after a brief encounter at the door. The breakup was complete, and she was still fucking horny.

She kicked off her heels and let herself go. Impatient for her pussy, she tugged her panties down her slender legs and let her shirt fall to her waist.

Her glossy brown hair fell over her face, concealing the intent in her big brown eyes. She pushed two hands over her muff, which was trim but spread wide. Moistened with spit, her fingers slipped into her slit for a wet kiss. With her left leg propped over the arm of the chair, she welcomed a finger inside her tight pussy, which loosened her for a second. Her mouth dropped open as her blood stirred and she craved more oxygen. Two fingers beat as one as she fingered herself in pace with her climbing heart rate.

As she arched her back in delight, a mantra came to her. “It’s not me. It’s him.” It was the soundtrack of her climax. Jasmine was finished. It was finished.

She curled her naked body in the chair and felt strangely at peace with the recollections of the conversation that had made her an ex: “I think I’m not made for relationships.”

 

About the author: The Junkman is a contributing writer for the MetArt Network, blending his twin passions for erotic storytelling and high-class porn. He shares a range of musings at JunkPixels.com

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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Sexy swimsuit sweetheart

November 05, 2018 - by: George

Erotic fiction inspired by Adria Rae in “Red Shades

Saturday afternoon I drove up to see Adria at her secluded espresso stand. She was so exotic looking, wearing nothing but a skimpy swimsuit on her slim, shapely, caffe latte body.

"Hi Greg, I can't get that dog walker app to work!" she greeted me.

I messed around with it for a bit and then showed it to her on my phone. She needed a walker because she had a beautiful puppy, and no one to walk her while she was at work.

"Is she in your car right now?” I asked. “I can walk her. I just got off work and I've got time."

"You sure? She's a handful."

"I'll bet – is she like you?"

"You'll see. I'll get my robe on, wait a sec." Adria pulled on a skimpy satin robe tied with a belt and walked me over to her car in those tall stripper heels, all long tan legs and wild dark hair. No one was around.

"Oops, my titties popped out," she grinned, trying to stuff her pert boobies back inside her robe. She's such a cock tease!

Her dog, Shani, was squirming and wagging her tail with pleasure at being out of the car. She was a real good dog so we took a nice long walk over to a local park and back, a good leg stretch for us both. Coming back, Shani was ecstatic at seeing her mom again and Adria threw on her robe loosely to come out and get her.

Adria gave me a big hug, all slim arms and boobs against my chest. "Thanks Greg, that was so nice of you." My hands found their way to her smooth-as-silk firm butt cheeks.

"Mmmm, ya like that Greg?"

I did. I gave them a nice hard squeeze and they felt like heaven. Adria turned her back to me and ground her ass into my lap, hands on the wall of her stand and grinning over her shoulder. I pressed her into the wall a bit with my stiffening joint between those perfect cheeks and my fingers finding her nipples, rolling them between thumb and fingers until they were stiff.

Adria didn't back off but kept rolling her ass around my rod. With a wild look in her eyes, she slipped her hand inside my pants to grasp my cock and stroke it slowly.

"Come inside now," she said, so the dog, Adria and I all piled into her tiny coffee stand and she pulled me into the storeroom, out of sight. While the dog sniffed and snuffled around I pushed Adria up against the wall again, pulling down her swimsuit while I dropped to my knees and spread her cheeks. My tongue found her slit and I lapped at her smooth, shaved mound until I found her salty sweetness, licking at the soft and rigid folds of her flowing pussy and around her tight asshole. I worked on her delicious cooze until her legs began to shake, but I wanted it all and I wasn't using my mind to do any thinking now. Unlimbering my rod, I locked it between her thighs and tight up against her wetness, stroking slowly so she could feel me there.

Normally it cost me twenty bucks just to grope her boobs at the stand, so I had to ask, "How much is this going to set me back?"

"Just shut the fuck up Greg, and don't stop!"

She reached down to guide me inside her. She was small and tight but very slippery, even so it took several strokes before I was completely in there. Feeling every bump and vein slow sliding into her pussy was just ecstasy, but we didn't have much time; she was still on the job and I didn’t want to get her fired. Lifting her arms up over her head I held her there while pounding her hard. I could tell she liked being dominated by her pleadings and moans of pleasure. She started cumming and soon I was ready to bust a nut.

"Can I cum inside you?"

"No! That would be too much, tons of guys see my pussy. In my mouth, ok?" She dropped down and took me into her hot little mouth with that long, pink tongue slathering me while she stroked it. That was all too much for me and I had to let it go, squirting my hot jizz. She expertly caught every drop, eliminating all the creamy evidence with a couple swallows.

One long, hot, semen-y kiss later and she was pushing me out the door. Just then I heard a truck pulling in off the street so I scampered to my car. The things I have to do for a nice cup of coffee!

 

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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Craving Orgasm

October 29, 2018 - by: Marie

Erotic fiction inspired by Arya in “Red Delight

Some days I’m so horny I have to get a room and finger my pussy until I cum. I get up for work and can feel my desire bubbling under, then I leave my apartment and get to the office and all I can think about is touching myself.

Today was like that. I took lunch early and went straight to a hotel around the corner, booked a room, grabbed the key and willed the elevator to go faster.

As soon as I got inside, I climbed onto the bed and gave myself over to physical pleasure. Opening my dress, I began playing with my nipples, which had been aching for someone to touch them and tease them for hours. I made them even stiffer as I stroked and pulled them, feeling my pussy get wet as I pinched them between my fingers.

I was wearing a skimpy little G-string, barely enough to cover my pussy, and that knowledge had been driving me wild all morning. I swear if anyone had knelt at my feet, I would have lifted my dress and asked them to eat me. It felt so good to finally be able to pull my panties tight between my pussy lips and rub them all over my slit, enjoying the friction of the damp fabric against my sensitive flesh. But it felt even better taking them off.

I wished I’d brought a sex toy with me, but I was in a rush that morning and had nothing but my fingers to play with. That was okay though, I love to masturbate and my own touch can make me cum as hard as any cock or tongue.

My clit was tingling, like it was trying to rise up and meet my fingers as I ran them over my creamy slit. When I rubbed my clit, it was such a release and my hips bucked up involuntarily, riding out the sensation. My pussy wanted to get fucked hard. And I wasn’t about to deny my body’s desires any longer.

I slipped two fingers into my wet slit easily, god I was so hot for it! It felt amazing, and I fucked my tight little hole good and fast, imagining my fingers were a thick cock stretching me open. I felt like I was pinned to the bed by my own hand as I drilled myself harder and harder, my fingers sliding in and out, filling me up as my palm slapped against my clit with each thrust. I had been aching for this all morning, so horny that my mind was a blank. I needed to cum!

I could feel it rising up from deep inside me, pushing my hips up, my pussy trying to suck my fingers deeper and deeper. If I’d had a man there on top of me, my nails would have been digging into his ass so hard I would have drawn blood.

Hours of craving an orgasm were all coming to a head as I lay on that hotel bed. My whole body was shaking with the sexual ecstasy of my impending climax. My fingers were slick with my pussy juice, and I brought them to my mouth and tasted myself. Using my own wetness, I lubed up my nipples, pinching them, feeling them throb.

I was finger-banging myself so hard my wrist began to ache. I had my knees up as high as I could get them, both my hands groping my pussy, like the eager actions of a brand new lover who had been dreaming of this moment since the day we’d first met.

Only my fingers knew my pussy so well. I fucked my hole and used my thumb to grind my clit. When I came, my whole body felt like it was exploding, tearing open at the seams, and my orgasm was a power that couldn’t be contained. My muscles tensed and spasmed and for what seemed like hours I was caught in the tumultuous energy of my orgasm.

When I finally came down from that peak, I was still lying on my back on the bed, my dress around my hips, my nipples stiff and aching as my pussy juice dried on them.

I grabbed my panties and was about to put them back on and head back to the office when I thought better of it. Today, I would go back to work with no underwear on. Maybe today someone would kneel at my feet. If so, I was ready for them…

 


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Her game, her rules

October 22, 2018 - by: Peter

Erotic fiction inspired by Sybil A in “Cold Winter

She said, “Let’s play a game,” and took a sip from her glass. I waited for more. “Grab your camera,” was all I got.

I followed her out of the bar, put my gloves on as she wrapped herself in her coat at the door. “You don’t know me, and I don’t know you.” More instructions. “Follow me out into the night. Watch me through your lens. Don’t stop following me or watching.”

And that was it. She pushed past me and out onto the street before I had pulled my camera from my bag. When I stepped out into the city, she was across the street, looking in the window of a darkened store.

She glanced over her shoulder to make sure I was there, and I raised my camera to my face dutifully. Confident that I was playing along, Sybil began her game. Turning away, she walked along the street, down a road I didn’t know. I crossed and followed her.

When I reached the other side, I raised my camera once again and took a picture. She spun around and looked right at me, a bewildered look on her face, playing her part so well. I watched her through the lens as she walked away.

When I turned the corner, I just caught her stepping into an apartment block, and followed her in. I heard the click of her heels as she walked up the flight of stairs. I needed to be quick to catch her. On the second floor, she unlocked a door and stepped inside, leaving it open for me.

I had no idea where we were. The light was dim in the apartment, so I used the light of my camera to see. Sybil acted as if I weren’t there, undressing quickly. Off came her shirt and jeans and she lay down on the bed in her underwear.

She spoke quietly, “Turn on the light.”

I flicked the switch and the room lit up. She sat up and took off her bra, cupping her heavy breasts in her hands, catching her nipples between her fingers. I watched them stiffen, wondering if I should join her or keep the camera pointed at her, capturing each moment.

Sliding down onto her back, she toyed with her pussy, her hand inside her panties. I kept on shooting pictures, certain that this was what she wanted – to be watched as she played.

She slid her panties off and lay there naked except for her socks, and I felt myself grow fully erect inside my jeans. I wanted her so much. Looking down at her on the bed as she rubbed her wet pussy, lifting her ass from the sheets as if asking for someone to be between her thighs, to be pushing their cock inside her, I could think of nothing but how hard I would fuck her.

But I kept on shooting those pictures. It was a good game… She made no move to recognize me or to acknowledge my presence. Had she not told me the rules, I would have thought she’d forgotten all about me.

She rolled over onto her hip, her back to me, her puckered asshole revealed between her cheeks. I could just see the tips of her fingers groping between her labia. I moved around, my camera zooming in on her hand, to watch as her fingers delved deep inside her soaked pussy. My cock grew jealous, wanting to be there so much.

I tried not to think about squeezing her firm ass, but my mind rebelled and I lusted over her, dreaming of rubbing my cock between her cheeks as she fingered her pussy. As I stood there, imagining her hand reaching back to grab my glans and guide me in, she rolled onto her back again.

Now both her hands were between her legs. Her thighs were spread wide open and her fingers were thrusting deep inside her pussy, her thumb grinding on her clitoris frantically. I was ready to throw down my camera, pull out my cock and fuck her brains out, but as I made ready to do just that, her orgasm came. She shuddered on the bed, her legs clamped together around her hands, biting her lip as she came with a gasp.

My heart was racing as I watched her come down from her sexual high. When her eyes opened, I was watching her through the lens once more, capturing the moment for her to replay later.

Would she ask me to touch her now? Or would she make me wait? Either way, I would do as she told me. This game of hers was one that I would gladly play again and again.

 

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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