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MetArt X model Elouisa is a classic pin up beauty

I love the variety of models you feature on MetArt X, everything from curvy, voluptuous pin-up beauties to slender, athletic girls who look like they could ride me ragged. My personal preference is for svelte girls with small breasts and firm buns, girls who look like they love to work out and have tons of stamina, so you know keeping up with them in the bedroom will be a challenge – but a rewarding one.

Elouisa is my idea of perfection, so sexy and feminine, with a beautiful face and an incredible figure. I hope you will make many more movies with her, as seeing her in motion is very arousing; she has a natural elegance and charm that keeps me captivated.

Her latest film, “Before My Shoot 2”, is a delight. Director Alex Lynn really enhances her natural glamour by putting her in high heels and sexy red lingerie. Even wearing a simple blue dress as she puts on make up and gets ready for her shoot, she’s a knockout. And when she unbuttons the dress and flashes that dazzling smile at the camera, she has an allure that could stop anyone in their tracks. Her dark, silky hair frames her supermodel face – all dramatic eyes and glossy lips – and when she smiles it’s like the sun breaking through the clouds, with an intimacy that makes it seem like she’s smiling just for you.

Her body is incredible too. When she takes off her dress and turns to look at herself in the mirror, her firm ass has just a hint of jiggle that is so appetizing. Her long legs are sensational in those heels, and when she’s bending over with her panties around her thighs, her ass is so fine. Of course it doesn’t hurt that she’s rubbing her sexy shaved pussy and pushing her finger inside. That’s my favorite moment, when she looks at herself in the mirror while she thrusts her finger into her tight slit, and you know she’s really feeling it.  

I loved both her previous movies too – director Nick Twin really brought out her sultry side, and her orgasms are intense – but it’s that special moment where she looks at herself as she’s frigging her hot pussy that gets me every time.

Perfect 10 and then some!

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The Fruits of Love

Erotic fiction inspired by Mila Azul in “Fruits

If a woman asked you to spend the day on a pick-your-own farm, would you do it? Would you spend the entire day bent over in the fields picking fruit? You would if the woman was anything like Mila.

Mila is a free spirit; a hippy chick if ever there was one. She walks the walk, talks the talk and looks every inch the sexy, free love and fucking in the street Aquarian goddess you’d imagine. She has long, silky hair, flawless skin, big, bouncing boobs that have never seen the inside of a bra, and curvy hips that wiggle in a way that makes my dick hard whenever she walks into a room.

It’s rare that Mila asks me to go out and do stuff with her and it doesn’t end up in some kind of fuckfest, and this day out was heading in the right direction from the outset.

I picked her up and she was dressed in her usual sexy hippy style, a thin white blouse that showed off her tits, and a long skirt that clung to her fine ass, some sandals and that was it.

In the strawberry fields, with the light behind her, I could see right through that skirt. It was so thin I was sure she had no panties on. Whenever she bent down to pick a strawberry, her fabulous titties swung inside her shirt. It was quite a show. But as awesome as it was to watch Mila, picking fruit is still farm work, and after a few hours I was beat.

“Hey, baby,” said Mila, swinging her basket at me, looking like she hadn’t even broken a sweat. “Have you got enough fruit? Do you want to call it a day now?”

She brushed my hair from my damp brow and ran a finger around my earlobe to my chin, lifting it up to her face to plant a kiss on my lips. I was ready to go, and it looked as if she was too…

She took me back to her place, a house in the suburbs that was a little ramshackle but full of boho charm. We went into the kitchen to put the fruit in the refrigerator.

“Oh, such a hot day, huh?” Mila said, taking her top off as soon as she’d dropped her basket. “Mm, these cherries are so sweet, and their skins are nice and cool on mine.”

She popped one in her mouth and then traced one over her breasts, bumping it on her nipples, making them stiffen. She pulled up her skirt and climbed up onto the kitchen counter – I was right, she wasn’t wearing panties. She looked up at me and started stroking a cherry over her pussy, teasing it up along the cleft of her lips. Then she pushed it between them and said, “Do you want to try one?”

Suddenly, the hard work of the field was forgotten and I was over there in seconds flat. Squatting on the floor, my hands on the counter, I licked her pussy, my tongue seeking out her hole before rolling up between her lips to take the cherry between my lips.

I stood up and offered it to her, mouth to mouth, biting half off as she came to me with her mouth open.

I chewed thoughtfully as Mila pulled off her top and skirt and her fingers slid down her body to her pussy, watching her touch herself, a little cherry juice spilling from her lips.

Spitting the stone across the room, I watched her reach for a huge blood orange and tear it open, her freckle-framed eyes on me as she bit into it, smearing the sticky liquid all over her face.

She shifted further back and placed the fruit in front of her pussy. “It’s nice and juicy,” she said, smiling. I could see that. Her pussy was glistening as much as the fruit.

I took hold of the orange and squeezed it over her left breast, watching the liquid drizzle over her tit and tumble off her nipple. I got down again and licked her pussy; it was sweet to the taste, like the orange, and I grew harder in my pants just eating her out and tasting the fresh fruit mixed with her own juices.

Mila moaned and started to squeeze the orange over her body, the juices trickling down as I got busy with her clit. By now, I was so hard that I just had to get my clothes off too, so I stood up and undressed in front of her as she ran a finger over her slit, pushing it inside herself, her foot bouncing back and forth, toes teasing my cock through my pants.

While we had been playing together, the heavens had opened. With a gleeful giggle, she jumped off the counter and headed out into the backyard, dragging me after her. Laughing, Mila danced under the downpour, her beautiful breasts bouncing. But I was far too horny to play games now and I stepped to her, pushing myself up against her body, my erection pressing hard against her belly.

“Isn’t the rain wonderful!” she said, wriggling free from my grasp and spinning around and around.

“If you want to get wet, come with me,” I said, taking her by the hand and leading her back inside, to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and we got in together. “It's better when it’s warmer,” I whispered in her ear as she stood under the spray, hands on the tiled wall.

Now I had her just as I wanted her. I ran my boner down over her ass crack, bending my knees so I could get myself in beneath her. My helmet found her pussy and her lips parted for me, eager for my shaft.

As I eased myself in, Mila bent over further, a moan escaping her as I filled her with my cock. She bucked back against me, wanting it as much as I did. My hands searched out her voluminous breasts as I bent over her, wanting to play with them and fuck her like this at the same time. But as the heat of her pussy started to get to me, I had to straighten up so I could thrust into her harder and faster.

I began to fuck her with a steady rhythm, working the day’s aches and pains out with each and every stroke. Mila was up against the wall now, her back arching, her breasts pressed up against the cool tiles, her groans louder each time I plunged into her.

She reached back with one hand, grabbing at my hip, trying to pull me in harder, looking at me over her shoulder. “Oh, yes, baby, this is so good. I love your cock. You’re so good,” she said.

That did it for me; the sight of her tits bouncing as I fucked her, the feel of her tight wet pussy around my cock, her hand clutching at my hip, her words, they all worked to push me over the edge and I held on tight to her as I came, slamming myself into her with every spurt.

Mila’s hand moved back to the wall as she came, needing to steady herself as her body rocked against me, her loud calls of ecstasy filling the bathroom. We stayed in that position until my cock softened and slipped from her and she turned to lean her back against the wall and let my cum spill from her hole, washing down her thighs just like the orange juice had minutes earlier.

 

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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MetArt X model of the month: February 2018

February, the month that’s synonymous with love and romance, a month in which St Valentine reigns supreme. Except here at MetArt X, where he’d have to be both beautiful and female before we even let him get a glimpse of the throne!

And even then, he’d face some stiff competition. Top models Cara Mell, Paula Shy, Patritcy, Anie Darling, Tracy Lindsay, Sybil A and hot new star Elouisa all stand in his way, having graced us with their presence in sizzling movies this month. Each of them is so sexy that the mere idea of them guarding a throne room together in their skimpy underwear with nothing but their sexual prowess to use as a weapon sounds like a recipe for an erotic masterpiece!

But even this bevvy of beauties could only make it as far as the inner sanctum. Here’s my personal, and entirely subjective, top three for February 2018:

Busty beauty Mila Azul made what is quite possibly her most mindblowing appearance to date, in “Fruits,” directed by Marco Simoncelli. Her sweet, playful nature is to the fore as she bounces fresh cherries off those spectacular big breasts and then teases them over her clit. But things get really steamy when she hits the shower, water cascading over her incredible curves in a very stimulating fashion.

Sticking with nature’s harvest, Alex Lynn’s “Sweet Pears 2” sees adorable Lilit A eating juicy fruit so sensually it’s impossible to tear your attention away. The sexy sweetheart with the looks and attitude of a naughty angel bends over the table on her knees, red dress flipped up, cute white cotton panties bunched around her tanned thighs… what a sight! Her ass is astounding; and the look on her pretty face after her orgasm in priceless.

My choices all share a yummy foodie theme, as my top pick for model of the month is stunning green-eyed blonde Scarlett Sage in Charles Lightfoot’s erotic movie “Aftertaste.” The all-American babe thanks her lover for a Valentine’s gift of chocolates with some steamy phone sex; she’s the perfect blend of appealing cuteness and raw sexuality, flirting and teasing, flashing that dazzling smile, then fingering her hot pussy to multiple orgasms. Delicious!

So that’s my top three; who was your favorite MetArt X model of February 2018?

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Fantasy ride

Erotic fiction inspired by Adria Rae in “Leaking Point

Some people like to meet strangers in bars for no strings sex. Others use hook-up apps. But in my fantasies, I like to try things that are a bit more risky – like hitchhiking.

Here’s a little daydream that always gets me off: I go out in my car, pull up, and get out with my gas can, then stick a thumb out to hitch a ride to the nearest gas station. That way, I can go back and forth from my car to the gas station, and I get to decide which guy I want to fuck.

I’ve imagined myself getting picked up by all kinds of guys, from virile studs to truckers to middle aged businessmen who can’t believe their luck. But I have another fantasy where things don’t quite go my way, and I have to satisfy myself…

Here’s how it goes: I was out hitchhiking in my sexy little denim shorts and heels, a nice tight T-shirt and no bra – if you’d been passing, you would have pulled over and offered to fuck my brains out, no question!

But the road was empty. I waited for a half hour, and not one car passed by. I’d spent so much time by the roadside speculating about who might come by and what kind of sex we could have that I was seriously horny. In fact, horny enough to go too far, even for me.

What started out as a little bit of discreet touching, just a bit of nipple stroking through my top, turned into something much naughtier. I knew I was going too far the moment I popped the button on my shorts open and slipped my hand inside, but by that point I was too aroused to care.

I had been sitting there, thinking about climbing into a stranger’s car, and finding a hot guy behind the wheel wearing a muscle shirt and baggy shorts. I’d imagined him glancing at my legs as he drove, and me opening them and starting to rub my finger over my crotch. In my mind, his erection was jutting up inside his baggy shorts, really obviously. As I was fantasizing about reaching over and squeezing his cock through his shorts I started to tease my nipples, and by the time I imagined unzipping him and stroking his shaft, I had my hands inside my own shorts.

And then I lost all control. My pussy was wet as I dipped my finger between my pussy lips, just a little, but enough for me to spread my juices from my slit up over my clit, and that felt amazing. I was gentle, dipping my finger back into my juices and sliding it softly over the tip of my clit, circling it slowly, making it swell. My shorts were too tight sitting like that, so I pulled them down a little to give myself more room to play.

Now I could really stroke myself. I used two fingers, sliding them down over my clit, rubbing them over each side and squeezing, spreading my juice over my pussy lips and then opening them up to get my fingers inside.

In my head, I was doing this in the stranger’s car with one hand and pumping his prick with the other. We said nothing; he drove with one hand on the wheel, the other on the headrest of my seat. I did all the work. Then I imagined he pulled over and just looked at me. I took off my shorts, and got up onto my hands and knees with my head out the window, showing the stranger my ass and pussy.

Out on the side of the road, I was also on my hands and knees, eyes closed, lost to my filthy thoughts, running my hand over my own ass, dipping my finger into my pussy, getting so turned on with the crazy thoughts in my head. I love to perform for people, love to turn them on with my body – I get off on being an object of lust.

So there I was, on my hands and knees, fingering my hole, my fantasy at the point where the stranger was now plowing his thick cock into me. I was using my finger as a cock by then, fucking myself hard and fast, then slowing down and giving it to myself deep and slow.

Suddenly, my fantasy changed and I started to imagine what it would be like if a car came along right then. What if a guy and a girl pulled over and watched me as I made myself cum with my fingers?

That got me even more turned on, thinking about them both staring at me as I finger-fucked myself to orgasm. I turned over and lay on my back, my pussy juice spread all over the tops of my thighs, and then used three fingers to fuck myself harder, the palm of my hand pressed firmly against my clit. In my mind I could see myself by the side of the road, half naked, moaning loudly. Anyone could drive past and catch me. It was so wild and so exciting.

That’s when my climax hit me like a train. I have not cum that hard just using my fingers since I was in college – back when I was filled with horny ideas and unable to do much more than frig myself over them.

I don’t know if I’d ever be crazy enough to try hitching a ride for real; or masturbating by the roadside! But it’s become my go-to fantasy when I want a really intense orgasm, and I’ve come up with lots of little variations on the story that sometimes surprise even me with how filthy they are…

 

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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Peel down my yoga pants

Erotic fiction inspired by Tracey Lindsay in “Flexible 2

We had a pretty great life. I earned, so she didn’t need to. I made good money, enough for us to live our lives as we pleased.

Tracy liked to take care of her body. For her, a good day was one in which she swam, ran, cycled and hit the gym. And every day she would begin with some yoga – she was incredibly flexible because of it. Every morning I would leave for work as she was starting her workout, and it always made me want to stay and watch, but for me to earn the big bucks I had to be in the office early each day.

Except when I decided to take an impromptu day off. I loved my wife, loved her body, and loved to watch her – she was mesmerizing to me. So I didn’t tell her I was staying home that morning, but ran through my usual routine – shave, shower, suit and tie, breakfast and out the door. Tracy didn’t suspect a thing.

Grabbing my car keys, I paused in the doorway to enjoy my usual long glimpse of my gorgeous wife starting her yoga practice before saying goodbye, swinging the door half closed and making my exit.

I even slammed the front door shut just to make sure she thought I was gone, and then I crept back down the hall. I’d planned to watch her for a little while, just to enjoy the sight of her beautiful body as she flexed in her tight little yoga pants, then step out from behind the door.

I had left the door open just enough so that I could watch through the crack, the hall dark enough to hide me in the shadows. There I was, half bent over in a subconscious effort to hide, watching my wife through the crack in the door, smiling to myself about the prank I was playing on her; but I soon forgot about jumping out on her when she really got to work.

She was amazing to watch standing straight up, legs locked, bending all the way down to touch her toes, then coming back up and arching her back and pushing her chest out. But I was stunned to see her take her top off then, and hold her arms out beside her in a T shape, then bend them back in and toy with her breasts, tweaking her nipples and making them stiff.

She was making me hard instantly. Did she do this every day? I reached down to squeeze my stiffening prick inside my pants. Next, she knelt down on her yoga mat and pulled her body in tight like a ball, then moved back out until she was on her hands and knees, arching her back up and down, getting me seriously horny when she pushed her fine ass up, her slit camel toeing in her tight yoga pants.

I neatly cried out when she rolled her pants down her thighs and reached between her legs to stroke her pussy. Even from where I was standing, I could see she was wet when her fingers splayed her lips open to show the glistening pink perfection within.

I unzipped my pants and began to stroke my cock, watching my wife play with herself, loving every minute of it. Then it struck me – that’s my wife I’m watching, I don’t have to hide out here, I can go right in and surprise her!

The door swung open silently and I walked in, my steps audible if she’d been listening for them. “I need some help,” I said, standing behind her with my erection jutting out.

She screamed then – I must have given her the shock of her life – and fell forward onto her mat, struggling to get dressed for just an instant, until her brain caught up with her and she realized it was me.

“What the fuck!” she said, breathing heavily. “Did you sneak back in?”

I kicked off my shoes and dropped my pants to the floor, kneeling on the mat behind her. “I‘m coming in, sweetheart, but there’ll be no sneaking.”

Tracy got back up onto her hands and knees. “You scared me, honey,” she said. She pressed her ass back against me, her wet pussy sliding over my cock, forcing it down between her legs, her lips rolling over my shaft.

“You didn’t scare me,” I replied. “You turned me on. Do you do this every day? I’m going to have to start being late for work every morning…”

I felt her hand press up against my cock as she rubbed her clit over me, pressing me tight to her. Then she moved forward and buried me inside her tight, wet hole, pushing her booty right back and taking me all the way inside. What a feeling! So tight, so warm, so enveloping.

I gripped her by the hips and pulled her to me, enjoying being balls deep inside her, but she was pulling away from me, eager to slide herself up and down me. So I let go and relaxed as she did all the work, sliding her pussy all the way off my rod and back down to the balls nice and slow.

I suddenly felt overdressed and scrambled to take of my tie and shirt, pulling away as I did. Tracy glanced over her shoulder, then smiled and stood up.

“How about like this, baby?” she said, planting her feet apart and bending down to touch her toes, legs perfectly straight. Damn, that was about the hottest thing I had ever seen, my wife grabbing her ankles, looking at me through her legs, her pussy and ass shining with her own juices. I was inside her in a flash, my hands on her hips, bouncing her back and forth on my dick vigorously.

I pulled out, slapped my cock on her asshole, rubbed it over her pussy and clit some more, then plunged back inside, loving it. She was moaning now, a little squeal of pleasure coming out of her with every hard thrust. Then, gasping out the words, she told me to hold still.

She pulled away, stood up straight and turned to face me. “I can do this, too,” she said, lifting one leg up beside her until it was over her head. Then she came to rest it on my shoulder. She pulled me closer to her and reached down for my cock. She had a filthy smile on her face as she guided me into her pussy, then wrapped her arms around my waist – I had never had her so open before, never been able to get that deep inside.

We were pressed tightly together, kissing hard, her tongue in my mouth, my nails digging into the flesh of her ass.

“Cum in me,” Tracy whispered in my ear, and she took hold of my hips and began to bounce her pussy against me. I was only too happy to oblige, my whole body and mind given over to this incredible experience, blasting hot semen deep up inside her as she cried out in orgasmic ecstasy.

She held me tight until the waves of pleasure had subsided, then guided me slowly out, my cum following my dick as it left her pussy, splashing onto her yoga mat and down her thigh.

“Now I’ll have that little cum stain to remember you by every morning when I run through my yoga practice,” said Tracy, slowly lowering her leg back to the floor.

Getting to work on time never seemed so important after that day…

 

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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Interview with exciting MetArt X director J Zakari

Daring and experimental, J Zakari is rapidly establishing himself as one of the most exciting new directors here at MetArt X. Although he made his debut early last year with Tracy Lindsay in “Exposition,” he didn’t become a regular contributor until December 2017, when hot movies with seductive beauty Cara Mell and sexy-cute Patritcy grabbed everyone’s attention. Check out “Leather Obsession,” a gorgeous movie shot entirely from above, featuring Patricy lying on a leather couch, peeling down her leather pants and playing with herself. Since then, he’s also worked with stunning Jasmine Jazz, and teamed up with Cara Mell again for the fascinating “Eroticismic,” which provoked sharply divided opinion with its subtle, atmospheric lighting and sizzling sensuality.

A creative and innovative artist, and a lovely character who is fun to collaborate with, there’s no doubt J Zakari is set to become a major name in the world of erotic film. Read on to learn a little more about him…

Where are you from?

JZ: Spaceship Earth, somewhere in old Europe.

What’s your background in photography and film?

JZ: Director of music videos, producer and director of commercial ads (still doing the last one).

For how long have you been creating erotica, and what inspired you to get into it?

JZ: Not for very long. I shot my first two videos for MetArt in 2015 and my first two videos for The Life Erotic at the beginning of 2016. And why? That’s a good question. The will to do something else, the temptation to follow a path that is hardly ever taken in my country. Women’s beauty deserves to be photographed and filmed every single second. As I am a rather shy person, I had a personal motivation, a personal challenge to overcome. Switching to MetArt X was a natural move. Catching the sexuality of the models in a natural way is a nice challenge. 

Does mainstream art, cinema and photography influence you?

JZ: I think so. I am a big fan of American imagery, probably because I’m in Europe. I also like fashion photography and music videos. It’s not always easy to bring those elements to erotic videos as the audience is not always ready to be open to a different way of shooting erotica. I have big dreams. Like they say: dream big – work harder.

Can you tell us about the movies you made with MetArt Network favorite Lorena B?

JZ: These films were experiments. I search. I try not to copy. Of course, working with a model as professional, charming and adaptable as Lorena is something very unique. I also try to change the visual style depending on the site: a more fluid style for MetArt, and for The Life Erotic I played with the hand-held camera to bring the viewer as close as possible to Lorena. My work needs to evolve, to diversify.   

Do you prefer shooting in a studio or on location?

JZ: I tend to like shooting on location more and more. It’s a great process to find the best way to use the location. It’s a hard process to find a great location. 

Is there a video shoot you are particularly proud of?

JZ: I am just starting – let’s wait a bit before ranking them! – but let’s say that “Can’t Wait Anymore” with Cara Mell was a video I really enjoyed shooting, even if the result was out of the traditional path of shooting a MetArt X video... and attracted all kinds of comments!

Do you prefer making films or taking photographs?

JZ: Definitely film because photography is a medium I am learning about and I am impressed by the technical knowledge it requires. I think we can be closer and more authentic in films than in photographs. If the model is comfortable with the film camera, you can create a dialogue with her and when it happens, it’s beautiful. It is very beautiful to capture emotion on a still but it’s even better if you can see it coming: evolve, live and disappear. I think film is more complicated for the model. It’s riskier. Editing is also a big part of film, and I know it’s a subject that triggers a lot of passionate debate in the comments.

What’s your take on the kinky side of erotica?

JZ: You shouldn’t shoot kink just because it is fashionable. Fantasies about domination and submission are very interesting things to explore, to stage, as I tried in the "Let’s Play" video on Viv Thomas. We just have to keep respecting the woman’s desires and be a catalyst for those desires rather than play God.

Which model inspires you the most?

JZ: There are many: Tracy Lindsay is still top of the list… her ability to act attracts me a lot, besides the fact that she is exceptionally beautiful. Cara Mell is sharing first place with her. We shot a few times together and she’s amazingly beautiful of course, but also fun and clever. Meeting models like this is the cherry on the cake. But there are also lots of women who only pose for photo shoots and who I’d be so eager to film one day. There are too many names to list them all.

Do you plan your shoot in detail or do you prefer to see how things evolve on the day?

JZ: Mostly, I have quite an exact idea of what I want. But all models are different and I have to adapt, not to be too demanding. People should not underestimate how hard it is to be a model in front of the camera. So, I insist on the teamwork side of the job.

What are your ambitions for your work with MetArt X?

JZ: The MetArt Network sets the benchmark. Eroticism/porn is all over the net. Among this abundance of content, which is sometimes hard to digest, it is pleasant to film for an established network, where quality is required, where beauty comes first. I hope to go as far as possible, bringing my style and inviting feedback. I’m open to critique – as long as it is constructive – and as contributors, I think we should make more time to interact with the members.

What would you like the viewers to get from your films?

JZ: Love them or hate them. I don’t care about the highest rating, I care about creating a reaction. 

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MetArt X model of the month: January 2018

January is Hot Tea Month in the US, but at MetArt X it’s more like Hot Ass Month! The site was crammed full of gorgeous girls throughout January 2018, with appearances from favorites including Tracy Lindsay, Tempe, Mirabella, Sultana, Jasmine Jazz, Adel C, Aislin, Adria Rae, Alexa Grace, Lucy Heart and Sybil A – each and every one of whom has an ass made for worshipping.

It’s testimony to the incredibly high standard of models here that none of these beauties made my top three for the month. But they were squeezed out of the competition by three stunning models who made it a very difficult choice indeed. Here’s my personal and totally subjective top three:

Lilit A has been on my mind ever since she made the controversial decision to change her hair color. She was adorable as a brunette, but going blonde has added a certain sensuality to her cuteness; she seems more confident, and her teasing smile at the end of Alex Lynn’s movie “A Time For Pleasure 2” says it all. Seeing her with that perfect ass in the air as she strokes herself to orgasm is something you definitely don’t want to miss.

Sofi Shane is another very special little cutie, but while Lilit is sweet and sultry, Sofi is evidently as naughty as can be. In Vicente Silva’s erotic movie “My Friend” she shows her wild side, plunging a huge dildo into her hairy pussy as she lies on the bathroom floor, clutching at her firm rump. She doesn’t hold back at all, fucking herself hard and looking fantastic as she does so.

But my top model for January has to be stunning Russian redhead Jia Lissa. The freckled babe is sexy as hell in Flora’s highly arousing movie “Tea Time With Me,” spreading her long legs to finger her juicy pussy. Maybe it’s because it’s so damned cold out, but her porcelain skin and fiery hair, gorgeous ass and hot pink pussy sealed the deal for me even before she got the tip of a finger on her clit; and the way she works two fingers hard on her button and slides them in and out of her wet slit is sublime. Great to see the evidence that she’s a natural redhead, too!

So that’s my top three; who was your favorite MetArt X model of January 2018?

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Eat Me, Mr Businessman

Erotic fiction inspired by Briana in “Black Lingerie

An overnight stay in Latvia for business turned into one of the best nights of my life. The meeting was a failure, the company I’d come to see had no interest in my company’s product, nor in entertaining me for the evening, and I wound up in the guesthouse bar sipping whiskey alone.

The place was empty, just me and the barmaid, a foxy blonde in black. I sat and drank while she idly cleaned glasses at the other end of the bar. I must have sat there for an hour, watching the girl, the drinks and the door, but nothing happened. No one came in or went out, no staff came through – it was like the hotel was in some kind of ghostly limbo, floating in a fantasy realm outside of reality.

I nursed my drink.

And then the barmaid was in front of me, pouring me another although I hadn’t asked for it.

“On the house,” she said, and poured herself one.

“Thanks,” I said. “Is it always this busy in here?” My voice cracked after so long sat in silence.

She looked at me with an intense stare for a few seconds. “You are the first customer we have had here this week. This is the first conversation I have had during work since last Wednesday.”

She kept looking at me, staring straight into my face, holding my gaze as I raised my glass and took another sip. There was no mistaking what that look meant.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“Briana,” she said, taking a sip of her own drink.

“I’m–”

“I know what your name is,” she said. “You are the only guest in the hotel. Your name is Carl. You are here for one night only. Tomorrow you will leave early and catch a flight back to the United States and you won’t come back.”

I put down my drink and smiled, nodding.

“So what are you going to do with the rest of your night, Carl from America?” she asked. “Will you sit here and drink until you cannot stand? Will you go out and try to find some fun? Or will you take me to your room and eat my pussy?”

It came as such a surprise that I couldn’t think of a thing to say. Briana reached for my hand and placed it on her breast. Then she lifted it to her mouth and sucked on my fingertip, her intense stare holding my gaze.

Without another word, she stepped out from behind the bar and walked to the front door, locked it, and sauntered towards the elevator.

“What are you waiting for, Mr Businessman?” she said, turning to look at me sitting there dumbstruck. When she slid her dress off her shoulders and stood with her back to me in black bra, panties, stockings and heels, I got up off my chair, necked my drink and moved quickly.

The elevator door opened and we stepped inside, Briana carrying her dress. When the door closed, she hit the button for my floor and I reached for her but she pushed me back.

“No. Not in here. Wait,” she said. I stepped back and looked at her. She stood watching the door, waiting.

It opened and she stepped out without looking back at me, leading me to my room. She waited at the door for me and I fumbled with the key card. I opened the door and let her in first and she headed for the bed.

“Undress,” she said, then climbed up onto the bed, kneeling and watching me. She took off her bra as I undressed, toying with her small breasts, then rubbed her hand over her panties. I was hard in my pants and eager to free my dick, but I worked slowly, watching this gorgeous girl as she stripped for me. She turned onto all fours, pulling her panties around on her pussy, slipping them down over her ass cheeks.

Her pussy was hairy, with fine, light brown pubes spreading out around her pink lips. She lay back on the bed and began to stroke her slit, eyes on me.

“You will eat my pussy, Carl, and then you will fuck me. Make me cum, Carl, and I will suck your cock.”

As she spoke, she pushed two fingers inside herself. It wasn’t just me she was turning on…

I was naked now, my dick jutting out in front of me, rock hard. I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her thighs, bending down low until my mouth was right in front of her pussy. Her pubes tickled my face and she took her fingers out of her hole and offered them to me. I tasted her juices, a strong, sweet tang.

Briana hooked her legs over my shoulders and I dragged my tongue flat across her hole and clit, catching pubes in my mouth. She was wet and spread open, no need for me to tease her. Her forthright attitude made me act the same, no need to hold back – she wanted an orgasm, and I wanted to make it happen. I probed her hairy hole with my tongue, seeing how far I could get it inside her.

“Fuck my pussy with your tongue,” she gasped, grabbing my head. Her pubes scratched my nose, filling my nostrils with her musky scent. I pulled back to get some air, sucking on her clit, rubbing my tongue over it, her pubic hair catching in my teeth.

“Suck my pussy, tongue me, no hands!” she demanded.

“Okay,” I said. “Get up on your hands and knees and I’ll tongue fuck you good.”

She rolled over and rose up onto her hands and knees, looking at me over her shoulder, and for a moment I just stared, marveling at the sight of that hairy beaver, pink lips glistening inside the nest, fine little ass up. Then I dived right in, my hands gripping her ass, pulling her open, my tongue pushing in and out of her, fucking her with it, good and hard. My nose pressed onto her asshole, my chin tickled by her pubes, my ears burning with the sound of her moans.

I fucked her like this until my lips were sore from rasping them against her pubes and my tongue ached from being stuck inside her so long.

"I’ll fuck your pussy, and you’ll suck my cock, is that how it goes?” I asked, getting up and sliding in behind her.

“Yes, you make me cum with your cock and I will suck you dry,” she said, a hand on her ass, her intense stare on me again.

“I’ll make you cum, and then I want to fuck your mouth,” I said, pushing my cock into her. She was so wet and warm, and so tight – it felt incredible and I nearly came right then just thinking about how good it felt and how much I loved squeezing her tight little ass cheeks in my hands.

I had to pull out and stroke her silky pubes a while just to get my mind straight. Then I was back in and I found my rhythm, fucking Briana steadily, listening to her moan, loving the way she reached back with one hand to pull her ass open.

“Yes, fuck me!” she moaned. “You fuck me!” This was it, she was on the verge. I slapped her ass hard.

“I fuck you!” I shouted.

“You fuck me, fuck me, fuck me–” and then she made a high pitched, squealing noise and began to slam her slim little body back against me with every thrust, cumming hard. If she had kept that up for a minute longer, I would have unloaded into her, and I nearly asked her to keep it up because it was amazing. She had no concern for me though, she just wanted to use my cock for her own pleasure, and her pleasure came through hard, fast pounding.

Then she slid off me and lay on the bed face down, breathing hard. When she rolled over, she had a smile on her face, a look of total satisfaction.

“Now you can fuck my mouth, Mr Businessman.”

She sat up on the bed, leaning back against the wall and I knelt over her body, pushing my cock into her mouth. I thrust in deep as she played with my balls and reached back with her other hand to dig her nails into my ass. She was incredible, taking me all the way in, the tip of my cock feeling the tightness of her throat with each thrust.

But I couldn’t see her pretty face, and I wanted to feel that intense stare on me once more. So I pulled out of her and said, “Finger your pussy.”

She did as she was told, smiling. I watched as she stroked her clit and sunk two fingers inside her slippery slit, kneeling close, jerking myself off over her cunt.

“Finish me,” I said, and she reached for my shaft. Her pumping fist brought me off and I shot all over her hairy pussy, my cum spraying her bush.

I collapsed onto the bed beside her and fell asleep with my hand on her pussy, fingers entwined in her sticky pubes.

When I awoke, she was gone. When I went down to reception to check out, she wasn’t there. I never saw her again; but I’ll never forget her.

 

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Kay’s ass in the kitchen

Erotic fiction inspired by Kay J in “Cerise

After the picnic, everyone headed out to the field for an impromptu softball game. My neighbor Kay slipped her arm through mine.

“Jeff, help me in the kitchen, ok? We’ll do the dishes while they all play the big game.” I could hear them shouting and getting ready to play, and for a moment I wished I was out playing too; but Kay made a distracting diversion.

She had been away at college for the last two years and she was definitely looking all grown up. In her cute little top and shorts, she was way more confident than the shy girl that used to share illicit kisses with me in the barn when we’d sneak out late at night. Today she’d been giving me a look across the picnic table that made my knees weak. I had grown up too and was now a head taller than Kay, but she still called the shots.

Side by side at the old double sink, she sure smelled good and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

“So, notice anything different about me, Jeff?”

“Yeah, you’re wearing a push up bra!” And I tried to get a peek. Kay was outraged, but glad I’d noticed her boobs.

“I am not! This is all me!” She shrugged her top off one shoulder, lowering it to expose more cleavage. “See? Just me.” She looked out the window, checking we were still alone, then turned her big blue eyes on me and dropped her top all the way, exposing her left breast.

I couldn’t breathe or look away. Her boob was stunning, ripe, naked and looking like a perfect scoop of peaches and cream, topped with a plump, pastel pink nipple. Kay’s grin got wider as she reached her arms up around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. Kay and I had made out before and I knew her luscious lips well, but the rest of her was new territory to explore.

Surely people will see us groping each other? I thought. I sneaked a peek out the window but they were all too far away out on the field.

Kay pulled my face down and then her plump nipple was in my mouth and I explored it with my tongue, finding it tender and stiffening in response. I sucked and she sighed with pleasure and gave me her other boob to lavish the same treatment on.

She turned her back to me and flipped up her skirt. “Don’t miss this, Jeff. I’ve got a booty now!” She slid her shorts off her butt and ran my hand over her cheeks. She used to be such a skinny little twig, but now she had the most glorious curves. I sank to my knees and pressed my face between her cheeks; she arched her back to pop her bubble butt out so I could lick her delicious pussy. I parted her lips with my tongue and tasted her sex, wet with arousal.

Then I heard steps clomping up the deck to the kitchen door and my hot blood instantly chilled. I heard one of the neighbors calling out, “I think there’s more cold drinks in the kitchen!”

As her hand rattled the screen door I heard one of the others yell across the field, “Hey we found the cooler, they’re all out here...”

“Okay! Oh hi Kay, thanks so much for doing all the cleanup. Where’s Jeff?” They were chatting through the window screen, and Kay had her hand on the back of my head, keeping my face planted between her thighs.

“Oh, he’s clearing the table. Have fun at the game!” The neighbor clomped off, and Kay ordered me, “Now lick my ass, Jeff.” Her hands spread her cheeks apart, giving me a clear shot at her asshole, so smooth and deep and round, and my tongue sank in there, tasting her and wanting even more.

Kay grabbed my hand and led me into the bedroom, where she stripped rapidly. Her naked body was mesmerizing and I wished I had hours to explore it, but she said, “Quick, we’ve only got a few minutes and I need you to fuck me…” Things were moving fast, but she lay back on the bed and spread her legs, and her pussy was so wet and tempting. My pants hit the floor and I climbed on top; Kay grabbed my dick, her beautiful blue eyes gazing into mine, begging to be fucked. She rubbed my dick over her sopping pussy folds and then my hips found the gate to paradise and I slid all the way in.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, that’s so good!” Her hips started rocking and we were fucking slowly and sensuously, my weight forcing my shaft down deep, with Kay’s hips grinding up to meet me, mashing her clit on me, making her shiver. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close so I was plunged deep while her orgasm wrenched her body in spasms, her breath raspy and rough. She fell back on the bed, panting.

“Jeff baby, you’re still so hard.” She was stroking me lazily, and then her eyes lit up. “Do me in my ass!”

She took my cock in her mouth and soaked me with saliva, then lifted and spread her legs, and her ass. I was shocked at the way the afternoon was unfolding, but I gave it a try and incredibly, her smooth asshole spread open for me and I sank my shaft deep inside. Kay’s eyes were heavy-lidded as she took in the sensation of being drilled by my pole. I thrust into her slowly and smoothly, heading for my climax, urged on by her tight asshole wringing and clenching my cock, her lips on mine.

Then I heard a big cheer from out on the field, and then an, “Oohhhhh,” and I heard Kay’s uncle yelling, “Damnit, now I need to get the spare softball, I think it’s in the house!”

The prospect of getting caught with my dick in Kay’s ass spurred me on, and I started pounding into her rapidly. A big smile spread across Kay’s face.

“Yeah, Jeff! Cum for me! Cum in my ass!” That did it. Fireworks exploded all through me and my liquid load got delivered up her butthole just as I heard her uncle’s big feet pounding across the deck.

We pulled our clothes on like crazy people and jumped back to the kitchen. I spied Kay’s panties on the table and grabbed them in a flash when I heard the screen door rattling. I stuffed them in my pocket and got back to the sink just in time as Kay’s uncle brushed past us and stomped down the stairs to the basement, Kay and I acting as cool as cucumbers.

“Whew!' I mouthed as I zipped up my jeans.

“I know, look!” Kay whispered, and lifted her skirt. My semen was dripping down her leg. She bit her lip, eyes wide open. "That was close!” She kissed me quick.

“Damnit! Your sister had to hit a home run into the woodpile! You better finish and get out here Jeff, we’re getting slaughtered!” her uncle called as he headed back out.

“Sure, I’ll be right there.” He left and I helped Kay into her panties, drawing them up her long legs. We kissed again and I whispered in her ear, “Meet me in the barn tonight…”

 

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MetArt X model Sofi Shane is a natural unshaven beauty

Erotic model Sofi Shane is the epitome of sexy-cute, with her seductive brown eyes, naughty smile and playful demeanor.

The petite 22-year-old Ukrainian sweetheart is just 5’1” – proof that good things come in small packages – and has already made quite an impression on our sister site, MetArt, where she’s been featured an impressive 21 times. It’s hot to see Sofi express her sensual side more overtly here at MetArt X, where her movies are deliciously explicit and arousing.

Back in November 2017, one of our members aptly described Sofi as “girl next door gorgeous” and praised her “naughty innocence” in Vicente Silva’s movie “Exercise,” where she rides her stationary cycle wearing nothing but legwarmers and a smile. Glistening with sweat, she squeezes her firm ass cheeks and plays with her hairy pussy, fingering herself frantically. After her orgasm, the final look she gives the camera suggests she knows exactly what effect she’s having on us!

Sofi’s latest movie, “My Friend,” sees the adorable brunette get even wilder, as she fondles her beautiful breasts and hairy snatch, then rides a big black dildo, thrusting it into her tight slit and bouncing up and down on it until she has an intense climax. It’s a huge turn on to see such a cute girl sharing her sexuality so uninhibitedly – you won’t be able to tear your eyes away from her.

If you’re a fan of natural, unshaven beauties and you haven’t come across Sofi Shane’s movies yet, check her out; you’re in for a treat…

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    James G 2 hours ago

    Great movie. I wish she had removed her shoes earlier. Love her toes.

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    James G 2 hours ago

    Great movie. But I wish she had removed her shoes earlier. Love to see her lovely toes.

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    Beautiful young lady who just oooooozzzessss sex! Her deep glances and facial expressions are intoxicating. Thanks for giving that magical tongue some film time too. WOW. Another masterpiece by model and director.

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