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Wild Ride

April 02, 2019 - by: Junkman

Erotic fiction inspired by Sabrisse A in “Hot In Boots

Sabrisse puts on her finest leather boots, but not for the rodeo. She has a wilder beast to tame. 

The heels in her thigh-high boots bring tension to her exposed thighs. Her white shirt hangs down over a pair of cheeky white panties. Her long auburn hair looks like it’s been combed by a gentle breeze. 

She peeks her eyes out through some wayward strands with a look of adventure. She’s ready for a wild ride.

A few loosened buttons and Sabrisse’s beautiful breasts are exposed. A navel piercing glows as she wanders the sun-soaked room. She sits her adorable ass down at the edge of a tub chair.

Sabrisse licks her fingers and finds her way beneath her underwear. Taking the reins, she rubs her excited nipples as the stroking begins.

Her heels pierce the edge of a low window sill as she pushes her slender body back against the chair. Balance is key on this ride.

Her shirt comes off as the solo rubdown intensifies. Her panties are tossed across the floor as her fingers move with vigor through her wet slit. 

What does she see with closed eyes? What sounds emerge from silence? 

An adoring crowd cheers her on. Will she make it? They clamor with suspense as she twitches forward in the chair. Can she hang on?

Her finishing touches to her delicate clit are masterful. Her mouth opens wide, gasping for air. She exhales in moans as her body shivers with pleasure. Her climax is worthy of a raucous celebration. 

Sabrisse’s hair looks wilder now. She buries her forehead in the leather of a boot pulled over her knee. This cowgirl looks ready for a nap.

The beast has succumbed.

 

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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Chase Me

March 20, 2019 - by: Rose

Erotic fiction inspired by Elle Tan in “Country Fun

Elle runs from you, slipping away into the wheat field; but not too fast. She wants you to chase her, and you do, approaching slowly, curious to see what she has planned.

You find her gloriously naked, lying back in a clearing she’s trampled down, sunlight giving her a golden glow. She smiles that naughty smile you adore as she licks her fingers and then trails them down to her breasts, teasing her nipples until you see them stiffen to points.   

You hold your breath in anticipation as her hand slides down. She pauses, just for a moment, as her fingertips reach her smooth mound, her sexy tan lines drawing your eye to the pale triangle where her thighs meet. And then she parts them, and you can see the hot pink of her slit already glistening with moisture.

Her smile turns sultry as she rolls over, wiggling her ass at you temptingly. Then she rises up to her hands and knees, so you have the perfect view as one finger pushes into that tight slot. She draws it out again slowly, with a soft moan. Her eyes flutter closed as she licks her sweetness from her finger and then pushes it inside again, more forcefully this time. She’s usually so shy about masturbating in front of you, so to see her behaving so wantonly is incredibly arousing.

Her fingers find their rhythm, and as her moans grow louder and more breathless, you realize it’s no longer a performance for you; she’s immersed in her own pleasure, fucking herself for real, intent on the sensations her thrusting fingers are provoking. You keep silent, half believing she’s forgotten you’re there. You can see her body trembling, her hips rocking back to impale herself deeper, lips parted in a gasp of lust. But as she starts to orgasm, her eyes snap open, holding yours, sharing the intensity in the most intimate gaze, so it’s almost as if you’re experiencing it too.

And then she rolls on to her back, gasping and giggling and blushing, and beckons you closer with one wet finger…

 

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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Watching Sybil Undress

February 18, 2019 - by: Rose

Erotic fiction inspired by Sybil A in “Dress To Impress 2

Waiting for Sybil to get ready can take minutes or hours – and honestly, the longer the better, because she’ll always let you watch. First, she undresses; and no matter how many times you’ve seen those perfect breasts, the moment when her shirt falls open to reveal them is always breathtaking. Today she pretends not to hear your involuntary murmur of approval, sorting through her underwear drawer and choosing a white lace bra that enhances her divine cleavage and shows a hint of nipple. She slips her shorts off, bending forward teasingly so you catch a glimpse of her smooth, plump pussy lips as she pulls on the matching panties.

She’s not done making you wait yet, so she takes the sexy lingerie off and puts on a pretty turquoise set that makes her look good enough to eat. She picks out a dress; surely the show’s not over yet, not when she’s worked you up into a fever pitch of anticipation? But no, she’s turned herself on too, and now she looks right at you and gives you that naughty smile, the one that says she knows exactly what you want to see next.

The bra comes off and she strokes and squeezes those beautiful breasts. She’s too impatient for pleasure to keep teasing now and her panties rapidly follow, so her fingers can find their way straight to her clit, rubbing in rapid circles, making her gasp and arch her back. Is she so immersed in her own sensual enjoyment that she’s forgotten you’re watching? Oh, not at all; her searing hot gaze as she sits and spreads her thighs wide tells you how excited she is to feel your eyes on her.

Her fingers move faster, drawing out her orgasm until it explodes through her, so intense it makes her body shake like a leaf. She catches her breath slowly, smiling, a little shy now. She should really get dressed… but there’s still time to play, if you’d like to?

 

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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Watching the Sexy Secretary’s Erotic Show

January 28, 2019 - by: Rose

Erotic fiction inspired by Lena Raz in “After Work

Lena looks so demure in her tight jacket and heels, her hair pinned up in a severe bun – but you know different. After a day spent exchanging dirty messages, her pussy is throbbing under that tight skirt, excitement moistening her panties.

She can’t even wait to get home; as soon as the working day is done, she makes straight for the spot on the stairs where she knows the security camera will find her. You’re the only one left at the security desk, and this private show is for you, and you alone.

Sliding her skirt up her thighs, flashing the lace stocking tops that she knows turn you on like crazy, she starts to tease, rubbing her hot pussy through her panties. You wonder if her fingers are getting wet. You wish it were you touching her like that. She’s too horny to draw out the tease though, and soon tugs the panties away from her sticky crotch, baring her shaved slit to the camera. You imagine you can see cream glistening between her lips as she gets on her knees, wriggling her beautiful ass, pushing her fingers inside. Yes, fuck yourself, just like that, you silently urge her on, loving the sexy way her slender body bucks and writhes under her own touch.

For a moment you think she’s forgotten you’re watching – she’s so lost in her own pleasure – but then she grabs her pen to give you a naughty show, twirling it around in the slippery entrance to her slit, dipping it deeper. Her back arches as her orgasm hits – the first of many tonight, if you know Lena – and although you can’t hear her gasps and moans you can imagine them.

Looking up at the camera, she blows you a kiss as she straightens her clothes. And then she’s gone; but she’ll be waiting for you in your usual spot…

 

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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If you enjoyed seeing stunning Eveline stimulate her stiff nipples and soaked pussy with an ice cube in John Chalk’s highly arousing movie “Cool 2” recently, here’s a chance to see the action from behind the scenes.

The 25-year-old Czech brunette shows off her slender, athletic body to full effect as she poses in the luxurious location, refusing to be overshadowed even by the giant chandelier as she enjoys her own sensual touch.

In fact you won’t have eyes for anything else, as Eveline takes the ice cube between her luscious lips, then trails it over her beautiful breasts and down between her thighs, stroking it over the juicy pink folds of her puffy pussy. A girl this hot could melt the polar ice caps, so it’s no surprise that she soon resorts to using her fingers to frig herself to a powerful orgasm.

 

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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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