Taylor Sands is cuter than a basket of kittens. She’s also, as those of you who are members of our sister sites SexArt and Viv Thomas already know, a horny little minx who makes no secret of her love of sex, with male and female partners – or occasionally both at the same time! Last week saw her making her MetArt X debut in “Lust,” an atmospheric display of masturbatory pleasure in which she explores her body with great intensity.
I was lucky enough to spend time with Taylor when I was on location with director Alis Locanta a while back, and I can tell you that her sweet smile, mouth-wateringly beautiful breasts and perfect little rear are even more irresistible in the flesh. Ridiculously cute as she is, the arousing effect of seeing her eat pussy voraciously cannot be underestimated! She’s also surprisingly shy, funny and utterly adorable. I thought MetArt X members might enjoy the opportunity to get to know this fun-loving sweetheart a little better…
Taylor, please tell us a little about yourself.
TS: I’m 23 years old, and I live in the Netherlands together with my lovely roommates. In my free time I like to spend time with my family and friends, have a party, watch movies or you’ll find us shopping, we just enjoy life. Experimenting and learning about super foods is my new obsession. I never thought it would be something for me, but my roommates are very happy about it! I like to read, mainly I read about true stories and different cultures. Dancing is my first love, it makes me feel free to feel the music and show my emotion. I just started to do zumba and I really like it, and kickboxing as well, I get all my energy out there.
What inspired you to get into nude modeling?
TS: My life was too boring for me, almost every day was the same. I wanted to see the world, meet new people and have fun. So I responded to an adult modeling advertisement and two weeks later I was flying to Portugal. The first thing that scared me was flying! Now I can really enjoy the view. When I did my first scene I was really nervous and excited but I knew this was what I wanted to do. I had a great time with nice people, and I had some free time to enjoy the beauty of Portugal.
What is your favorite thing about your appearance?
TS: My smile.
What do you enjoy most about making movies?
TS: Everything, it’s exciting to travel, meet new interesting people and of course I like sex. Who doesn’t?
Which is your favorite of your scenes for the MetArt Network so far?
Did you have sex with a girl in your personal life, before you did it in a movie?
TS: I was curious to know how it would be with a girl, and honestly it was not so romantic as I thought it would be, haha! But now I have more experience. I like girls as well.
Do you prefer guys or girls?
TS: If I really have to choose, then it would be men, only because I don’t see myself in a relationship with a girl.
What is your favorite position?
TS: Missionary. I like it when a man takes control, and I feel the most contact with my partner when I can look into his eyes.
What turns you on?
TS: Dancing, flirting, whispering and kissing!
Have you ever done it in a public place?
TS: Yes, it does turn me on to know there are people around.
Are you a romantic person?
TS: In a relationship I think I am.
How would you describe your personality?
TS: I’m opinionated, I will listen to people but they won’t change my mind. My chaotic behaviour can stress me out sometimes but I love my freedom and discovering new things. I’m a positive person, but also sensitive. I’m very sympathetic to people around me.
What are your ambitions?
TS: First, when I have the time I would like to travel around the world; and I want my own house with a lot of animals.
Is there anything else you would like to tell your fans?
TS: Follow your heart, it knows the way. Kisses to you!
Erotic fiction inspired by Milla in “Spice of Life”
My friend Tom asked me if I’d pose for an erotic photography project he was working on. He knows I’m a bona fide exhibitionist, so naturally I said yes.
When I arrived at Tom’s apartment he led me into the kitchen, where I discovered he had an ulterior motive. After taking a few preliminary shots of me leaning across the counter top with my dress hitched up to reveal my panties, Tom asked, “Are you a fan of anal?”
While Tom and I have had sex several times in the past, I was still somewhat taken aback by his question. But, being the naughty little minx that I am, I humored him.
“On the rare occasions that I’ve indulged,” I purred, “I have enjoyed it very much.”
Teasingly, I pulled my panties to one side and stuck out my ass in Tom’s direction. Looking down it was obvious from the instant bulge in Tom’s pants that he approved of my answer and actions.
I walked over to him and grabbed his erection through his pants. Tom smiled, put his camera down and unzipped his pants. His cock was bigger than I remembered and for a split second I wondered if my ass could accommodate something that size.
“Get naked and assume the position,” he said. That was enough to convince me. I love being dominated. I did as he instructed, bending over a chair with my ass in the air, spreading my cheeks apart, offering myself to him. Feeling so exposed was a real turn on. When he didn’t move, I looked over my shoulder, to find him gazing at my ass with an anticipatory grin.
“Just enjoying the view,” he said. “Now, let’s get you lubed up.”
I was expecting him to go straight for my ass, but instead he slid a couple of fingers in my already dripping pussy, swiveling them around until I was shivering with arousal. When he slid them out of me they were coated with my juices, which he rubbed over the head and along the shaft of his cock. Then he grasped and spread my butt cheeks and I trembled with nervous lust. Suddenly I felt the warm wetness of his tongue slide down my crack and come to rest at the entrance to my ass.
“Stick it in me,” I moaned, thrusting my ass backwards into Tom’s face, relishing the tingles of pleasure that coursed through my body as his tongue slipped into my tight back tunnel and his mouth filled the gap between my cheeks. I ground my ass harder as he licked and sucked, tongue-fucking my ass until I was ready to take his cock.
I took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, relaxing my muscles as he lined his cock up against my spit-lubed pucker. He pushed steadily until my ass opened up to take the head of his cock – then drove it home so deep and hard his balls slapped my pussy lips. After the initial shock of having my ass filled to bursting point I relaxed into the rhythm of his humping and it started to feel really good.
Tom leaned around me and squeezed my boobs hard, at the same time slamming his cock up me to the hilt again and again. I felt so stretched, so full, so filthy. My whole body throbbed with excitement, waves radiating out from my clit as I rubbed myself, as well as the exquisite friction of his pistoning cock. When my orgasm hit, it seemed to engulf me from head to toe, blasting through me like an explosion.
Rather than leaving me shattered, my climax seemed to have an invigorating effect, leaving me grinning and giggling on an incredible sexual high. Tom’s legs were still shaking from the force of my contractions around his shaft when I pushed him backwards so his cock slid out of my ass, then spun around and grabbed his shiny hard pole in both hands. I pointed it at my tits and jerked it vigorously, feeling it throb under my tight grip. I licked my lips and stared at him mischievously. Suddenly he yelped, stated shaking harder and unloaded a thick stream of the white stuff all over my breasts.
After we’d cleaned ourselves off, Tom asked, “Can we still take some photos?”
I looked at him and grinned. “Maybe later,” I said. “After you’ve taken me for dinner – I’m ravenous.”
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Filmmaker and photographer Charles Lakante is a popular artist on our sister site The Life Erotic, where his dark narratives and fine taste in models have won him many admirers. It’s wonderful to find more of his work at MetArt X, where his movies are somewhat lighter in mood, but no less enthralling. My favorites so far have to be “Lost Inspiration,” which sees gorgeous Tess B abandoning her songwriting in favor of a sensual self-pleasure session, and “The Fire Within,” which features sexy Sapphira indulging in some very intense masturbation. Here’s a chance to learn more about the artist and his work…
Charles, where are you from?
CL: I am French. I grew up in a multicultural family. I studied another field for my degree, traveled, lived and worked in different countries. And now I have gone back to more study, seems like I will become a degree collector!
What is your background in photography and film?
CL: It’s mostly the ‘self-made man’ type, but nothing just happens totally by yourself, does it?
Are you influenced by mainstream art, film and photography?
CL: I have a long answer to that question but I will choose the brief one. Yes! I think there are too many examples to give a clear answer to that question, but the truth is, a word, a picture, a book, a movie, a series, a painting… Anything can trick me into making something else that will come from within. How much I’m influenced is hard to tell; one thing’s for sure, there is nothing I have done or will do that hasn’t been done before, so I just kind of follow what makes sense to me and go with it.
You have been shooting photosets and movies for the MetArt Network for almost two years now – how do you think your style has evolved since then?
CL: Yes, how? I think there have been ups and downs due to different factors but I have an idea where I want to go. I recently finished some shoots, that’s the final part of what I must do because I have to consider things over time… But I’m pretty sure I’ve been right enough, I can’t be wrong, that would be wrong. Just joking!
Do you prefer studio or location shoots?
CL: Quiet, remote locations and quiet, remote studios. Those are hard to find. Apart from that it doesn’t really matter, I have tons of things I can shoot so I pick them to fit the location.
Is there a photoset or video you are particularly proud of?
CL: Yes, but you haven’t seen it yet. I know that sounds easy to say. The truth can be easy!
Is there a model that inspires you the most?
CL: Nope. There is just an easy match or not, to me. I think models don’t inspire you unless they are involved in the development of the shoot from beginning to end. Still I know who I should be shooting, and there are a lot of good models and a few great models out there!
Do you plan your shoots in great detail, or see how it evolves on the day?
CL: Yes, I do work in a very detailed way – it’s impossible to get specific otherwise. But also I do see how it evolves – it’s impossible not to face this, due to the time available for each shoot. But it is this way less and less often because of my preparation.
How is shooting for MetArt X different from shooting for The Life Erotic?
CL : It’s mostly the type of design ideas I use. I have been working on MetArt X for a while now. I think what I mean will emerge gradually.
How do you get the model in the right mood to shoot a masturbation movie?
CL : The best way is to do nothing. I speak only when I must. For example, look at Sapphira A – she’s gifted, she’s a model but I think she could be an actress, the real deal. You don’t really see that in a short scene, but however I see her behaving, she seems to have this really rare thing, and for her it’s natural: she’s free. Then you look at Paula Shy, gifted and she has this hotness that’s hard to contain but there is one scene where I think we have captured it the way I fully perceive it. There are no words or attitude that would have led them to get into the right mood, it’s a match or not. The conditions help for sure but that’s not what not makes things happen.
What are your ambitions for your work with the MetArt Network?
CL: I have clear ideas but life, you know, this little but crazy thing… I know who I am, ambitions come with certain conditions and I think in that matter things will just follow their natural course. For more, less or nothing. I do trust my journey but I do not try to read the future – that would be such a boring thing.
What do you hope the viewers get from your movies and photos?
CL: Nothing. Everything. I kind of have a very humble vision on that subject. The only thing I can do, is do my best with what I’ve got and what I know.
Is there anything else you would like to tell us?
CL: Thank you! Thank you to all those who put a word here or there, whether critical or nice I do not mind, so long as as it’s rational I will take it into account if I can and if it makes sense to me. There are particular members whose comments have been very valuable to me. I am a quiet person and so I don’t yet feel ready to respond to members directly, but I often look back at their comments and think about them. The biggest thanks obviously go to Shaun, the Content Manager of The Life Erotic. I wouldn’t have started, evolved, or be able to do things the way I’m doing them and will do them without his precious help. I’m looking forward to doing my best work for the MetArt Network.
Erotic fiction by Donna, inspired by Frida C
I like to walk in the countryside, replaying recent sexual conquests in my mind. Usually I will have to stop and touch myself before I make it home! Here’s what I was thinking about last time I went for a long walk…
I had planned to go on vacation with my best girlfriend, but she bailed at the last minute, so I went alone. I had no intention of spending my time alone though. My suitcase, full of high heels, seductive black lingerie and silk dresses, would see to that.
I was in the hotel elevator on the way up to my room, and just as the doors were about to close, I hit pay dirt. A super buff, really tall guy slipped through the doors just in time, so I asked which floor he was headed to.
“Seven, thanks,” he said, his eyes roaming down to my breasts, which were testing the fabric strength of my low-cut top. He could look all he liked, I didn’t mind one bit. My eyes were way ahead of his anyway, checking out the bulge in his tight pants and liking what I saw.
“I’m on seven too, so maybe we’ll see each other around?” I said as we exited the elevator and headed in opposite directions.
The guy casually said he’d like that, and I could feel his hungry eyes checking out the curves of my ass as I sashayed down the corridor to my room. Once inside, I took a shower, wrapped myself in a towel, and slid open the door to the balcony. At once I saw the guy from the elevator, this time dressed in a bathrobe, sitting on the balcony of the room opposite mine. I decided it was time to have some fun.
Stepping out onto the balcony, I dropped my towel to the floor and stood naked in the sun, water still glistening on my breasts, and trickling down my taut stomach to my pussy. I took the towel and started drying myself, ensuring that my boobs and ass were in full view. I looked over to see the guy watching with his hand on the balcony door handle, waiting for the smile and wave he knew was coming. When I did what he was expecting me to do, he opened his balcony door and disappeared inside his room.
Less than a minute later there was a knock at my door, which I answered naked. I was so horny that as the guy pushed past me into the room, I grabbed his robe, yanked it off and jumped up to wrap my legs around him. Why waste time with small talk? His groan as I slid onto his hard cock showed he agreed.
I locked lips with the stranger, rubbed my tits across his chest, and tightened my legs around his waist while he stood grabbing at my ass and driving his pole deep inside me. I clung to him and we moved as one squirming mass as he carried me across the room and dropped me down onto the bed. He pulled out of me and started eating my pussy. He dipped his tongue deep inside my dripping snatch while reaching up to knead my tits until my sex juice was soaking the sheets, and I was begging for more.
“Not just yet,” he said. “I want you to climb on top of me and frig yourself.”
“Absolutely,” I said. “But first…” Then I took a big mouthful of his cock, sliding my lips from the head down the shaft, greedily swallowing the tasty, salty pre-cum and flicking my tongue across his balls. When he was at boiling point I decided it was time to do as he’d asked. So I straddled him, moaning as I took him inside my slippery slit. It was a triple treat as I rode his cock, he tweaked my erect nipples and I slid a hand down to my clit, working myself into a frenzy.
“What’s your name?” the guy groaned as he watched me buck on top of him with my fingers working their magic on myself.
“Like you really care,” I whispered, nipping at his ear. I certainly didn’t care what his name was. I didn’t care about anything but the feeling of his cock inside me. We each started to shudder in the throes of a mutual orgasm, both of us shrieking as his hot load shot deep inside me.
So, that’s what I was thinking about last time I went for a stroll. I guess you can understand why I had to get naked and finger my pussy while I replayed every detail of what happened in my mind...
Many thanks to our member, Donna, for writing this story. If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to me at email@example.com. I don't promise to post it in full, but I will pick out the juiciest bits to share!
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