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Nataly Von shares her erotic philosophy

Russian brunette Nataly Von has the look of a delicate porcelain doll; a fragile, unstudied beauty that can be easily overlooked in a world of flashy pneumatic blondes, but makes a lasting impression and draws you back to her movies time and time again. The slender, pretty 26-year-old, who is popular throughout the MetArt Network, has starred in three hot movies from director Alis Locanta here at The Life Erotic to date; the most recent, “Ray of Light,” saw her using a glass dildo to very stimulating effect!

“My favorite thing about shooting movies is that you can shut off your brain and you’re in another world, where you have no problems and there’s nothing from your private life,” reveals Nataly, who is known for her intense orgasms.

The fit and sporty babe has an appealing physical confidence: “I think we should love all of our body, it doesn’t matter how it looks. I love everything about myself. Even when I don’t go to the gym I like my body, because it’s my body. But I’m not an exhibitionist. I like porn, I like what I do, but I prefer to see bodies in clothes, I find it sexier.”

She describes herself as bisexual, “But it’s not often that I like girls, because I have specific taste in the kind of girls I like. I like innocent, sensitive, soft girls, like angels.” When it comes to guys, “I like my husband, so I can’t say I like a specific type of guy, because for me the body is nothing. You can be fat and in five months you can look really nice, this depends on the individual. So to say that I like someone because he has a nice ass or a nice back, this is stupid. I like good people.”

Nataly’s plans for the future are beautifully simple: “In a few years I hope that I will live in a warm country and do a simple job, and just feel that I’m living. I think the most important thing is to get happiness from your life. I wish you all good health and happiness. Try to love yourself and other people.”

You can see the full video interview with Nataly here.

 

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Ghosts, Episode Six: On the Edge

An erotic fantasy inspired by Charles Lakante’s “Radio Ghost” starring Paula Shy, and “Introspection” starring Delphine.

This is a continuation from episode five, which was posted on this blog on December 12th 2016. The story so far: Paula feels a presence in the house with her, hungry to seduce her. Its touch becomes tangible as it guides her to masturbate, tormenting her with the loss of control. Paula is approached by a beautiful blonde, Delphine; Paula uses Delphine roughly, but the mysterious presence is angered by the way Paula has taken control. The presence penetrates Paula’s ass, and then allows her to finger Delphine’s pussy…

The story continues…

After a long moment, Paula’s fingers started to fuck Delphine involuntarily, targeting her G-spot again, incredibly hard and even faster than before. Delphine was moaning as her body was gripped by pleasure, making her twitch and squirm like a feather in a windstorm. Drops of pussy juice were seeping from her pussy, joining the creamy rivers drenching her inner thighs.

Paula’s hand was unstoppable, as merciless on Delphine’s pussy as her tongue was on her navel. The combination of G-spot massage, finger fucking and tonguing was driving Delphine crazy; but at the same time, Paula was on the verge of losing control herself.

She could feel Delphine’s uncontainable sexual excitement emanating from her body, as clearly as the sweat and pussy juice coating her, accompanied by a loud squelching with each stroke of her fingers. Her knees were in a puddle of Delphine’s pussy juice. Paula’s fingertips were driving Delphine insane, massaging her G-spot, increasing the pleasure to such extreme levels that Delphine felt on the verge of an apocalyptic explosion.

The mysterious presence was enjoying every single stroke, every moan, every drop of salty sweat and sugary pussy juice. And every stroke it made inside Paula’s perfect ass, too. After holding them both right on the verge of orgasm for what seemed an age, it pushed Delphine over the edge, leaving Paula teetering.

Delphine’s pussy tightened around Paula’s fingers, her G-spot pulsed like crazy as her body spasmed and squirmed. Her thigh muscles tensed, as she was held firmly spread by the ropes. Her toes curled uncontrollably in the puddle of her own juices as the finger fucking grew harder and harder, relentlessly. A huge tsunami of pleasure approached.

The presence wanted her to cum and so it allowed her to.

Delphine couldn’t hold back, suddenly exploding into an earth shattering, screaming, body shaking, orgasmic storm. Paula pulled her fingers from Delphine’s pussy, and a furious stream of pussy juices squirted all over her.

Delphine’s pussy hole was wide open, throbbing and spasming with pleasure, as she squirted like a fountain all over Paula’s naked tummy. The presence loved it, guiding Paula’s fingers back inside Delphine’s pussy to rub on her G-spot even harder and faster. Her fingers partially blocked the stream of pussy juices, driving it like a throttled hose, spraying them all over her face.

Delphine’s orgasm went on and on, aided in its fury by Paula’s merciless G-spot finger fucking. Each time she pulled her fingers out it made Delphine squirt even harder. Delphine was trembling uncontrollably, her whole body filled with intense primal pleasure. It slowly faded away, the last waves like a dying star’s shining dust, scattering infinite beauty all around her.

A million eyes were now watching Delphine’s spent and sweaty body, admiring and observing her from every angle, staring at the hot pussy juice dripping down in a pungent aphrodisiac rain of pleasure. Her pussy hole was slowly closing while still spasming and throbbing subtly, juices dripping onto Paula’s knees. Delphine’s clit was so sensitive that even a small gust of air could make her shiver. The ropes were still holding her, gently lowering her to her knees. She sank into the sweet, warm puddle at her feet where Paula was waiting.

Paula moaned, breathing fast. Her ass was getting fucked over and over, not very hard but with a constant pace – frequent and well sustained strokes, holding her right on the edge of orgasm. She was on the verge of screaming, begging to cum, but she knew the presence wouldn’t listen to her. The ass fucking was relentless, and she could feel her pussy hole throbbing and convulsing to the same rhythm as the anal fucking.

“Please let me cum, please let me cum!” She was screaming inside her mind, begging it to give her permission to unleash all that pleasure like Delphine had. She was ready and willing to do anything it wanted.

As Delphine’s knees touched the puddle on the floor, the mysterious finger in Paula’s ass stopped fucking her and slowly pulled out, leaving her on the edge of an orgasmic fury she wasn’t able to unleash. She was so frustrated she couldn’t even think.

The ropes around Delphine’s body began to liquefy into an oily fluid that covered her skin, making it glow beautifully under the lamplight. Delphine, still shivering with pleasure, was now free to move, carefully observing Paula, still tied and hovering on the edge of an unfulfilled orgasm.

“Please fuck me. Make me cum, please. I’ll do whatever you want. Please just fuck me!” Paula was begging Delphine with her eyes; but Delphine was enjoying Paula’s frustration. She sat with her ass right in the puddle of juice, spreading her legs, using the oil on her skin to lubricate her fingers. She began to play, rubbing in between her labia and finger fucking herself.

Paula’s frustration was fuelling her sexual excitement in an endless cycle. The presence knew she had learned her lesson, but it wanted to hold her on the edge and keep her hot…

To be continued…

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Kinky movie of the month: January 2017

January can be cold and grey, but here at The Life Erotic, it’s always hot and vibrant! 2017 got off to a blazing start, with some astonishingly gorgeous girls willing to explore their sexuality on camera and share their erotic experiences with you.

It’s not easy to pick a favorite from so much hotness, but here’s my entirely subjective choice of my top three TLE movies of January 2017. Did I mention yours?

Fetish” starring Emily J.

Paul Black’s directing blows my mind, every time. Emily is the epitome of the TLE superstar – a strong, unashamedly sexual woman who chases her explosive orgasms with a single-minded intensity that has to be seen to be believed. This unbeatable team saw in the New Year with a movie that pushed boundaries to a whole new level of kink. As beautiful Emily jams candles in her pussy and mouth and a cigarette in her ass, masturbating to a powerful squirting climax, you’d have to be made of stone not to be feeling it too.

My Sovereign” starring Dgill.

Clever use of an anonymous, crop-wielding Mistress by director Nick Twin creates superb erotic tension, as pretty Dgill is led around on all fours by the leash around her neck. The passive sub grows animated as she rubs herself to orgasm, clutching at her tiny breasts and rubbing the chain leash against her pussy. A power game of the hottest kind.

On The Edge” starring Luna C.

Brazilian knockout Luna Corazon is a rising star of the MetArt Network, bringing charm, energy and raw sexuality to everything she does. In director James Cook’s daring movie, the ebony beauty toys with a knife, teasing herself and the viewer, while finger-banging her luscious pink pussy. Whether you love or hate the ‘cutting edge’ knife play, there’s no denying this gorgeous girl’s incredible charisma.

Did I pick your favorite TLE movie of January 2017?

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Cuckold: my husband watches me take two cocks

Erotic fiction inspired by Fresh in “Twisted Love

They say that it’s those in positions of power who enjoy being subjugated the most, and that’s certainly true of my husband. He’s in the military, serving overseas, with the power of life and death in his hands every day.

We’re a long way apart; there are thousands of miles between us, but we still enjoy a healthy sex life. I get fucked, and he gets to know about it – which is pretty much how it is when he’s at home.

You see, my macho, gun-toting, ooh-rah husband is also my little bitch. I don’t let him fuck me unless it’s his birthday. The best he can ever hope for is to be allowed to watch me get balled by a big dicked stranger from inside the bedroom closet, where he jerks off onto an old pair of my panties and isn’t allowed out until my lover has cum.

If you watched him leave the house in the mornings when he’s home, you would never know that the burly uniformed bear had spent the night inside a closet with his dick wrapped in panties while some drunken barfly with hair down to his shoulders fucked his wife in the ass and shot his load over her face.

But that’s how it is. He married me because I’m slutty and he’s still with me because I treat him mean. We’re happy, don’t forget that. A lot of people seem to think that a cuckold relationship is built around the husband being too weak to stand up to his wife and the wife being too much of a straight up bitch to be with at all. But that, my friends, is way off the mark.

I don’t treat Paul like dirt in any other part of our relationship. We are a typical couple in many respects, it’s only in the bedroom that Paul becomes my little loser, and we both get off on it, so don’t go thinking this is some kind of one-way street; traffic flows both ways here…

My last video was one of my finest since I picked up two sailors in a downtown bar and took them home to the marital bed. Ricardo and Kyle were both wiry young men; Ricardo was Hispanic and Kyle was white trash from Michigan, a city my husband has always hated.

Usually when I film myself getting fucked, the camera is static because it’s on a tripod. But having two guys at once meant we could have some adventurous fun, and when they learned that my husband was in the military they were really up for it. Ricardo took the camera and started filming me on my knees blowing his buddy. He filmed us from the corner of the room until I started jerking Kyle off and sucking his balls, then Ricardo turned the camera on himself.

“Hey, homeboy! Check it out. Me and my buddy Kyle are gonna fuck your wife like she ain’t never been fucked before,” he said.

Pointing the camera at his arm, he focused on a tattoo of a ship and said, “You see that? That’s my ship… That’s right, you got yourself two sailors in your bedroom balling your wife! Watch me now while I go over there and ream her asshole.”

He came up behind me and started slapping his hard cock on my ass. “Yeah, fuck my asshole, Ricardo,” I called out. “Watch closely, Paul. You’ll never get to fuck my ass, ever.”

Kyle took hold of my head and pushed his dick into my mouth, keeping hold of me while he slowly eased himself in and out so I had my mouth full of cock when Ricardo pushed his dick up my ass.

“Oh man, your old lady got one tight ass, bro,” Ricardo bragged. “I’m gonna have to spit on her to get this big dick of mine in there.” He started spitting on my ass, rubbing it into my hole with his finger and reaching down to dip into my pussy, wiping his fingers on my butt cheeks.

“You ready for this, Paul?” Ricardo asked, pointing the camera at his face again. I felt his dick push into my asshole, his helmet forcing its way up my ass, and I moaned loudly, still with Kyle’s cock between my lips. But I had to pull away from it because I needed more air.

“Oh, yeah! Fuck, that’s right! Fill my ass with that big dick!” I cried out with Kyle’s dick pressed up against my face. Once Ricardo was all the way in, I started rocking back and forth on his meat, bobbing my head over Kyle’s cock with the same rhythm.

“Hey, Paul!” said Kyle. “Your old lady’s a slut! Shame you can’t enjoy her like this,” and he took his dick out of my mouth and started slapping it on my face, while I laughed and licked it hungrily.

“Oh, fuck, man,” groaned Ricardo. “She’s so tight, I might cum in her ass right now,” and he pulled out, cursing under his breath. “I know, what if we stretch her holes with these,” and he panned the camera over the bed where I had a selection of dildos.

Choosing a glass one, Ricardo rubbed its length over my ass crack before sliding it up my wet pussy and then turned the camera back to the bed and reached for a big black rubber one. “This one’s going in her ass.”

But try as he might, whenever he started getting the tip of the black one up my ass, the glass one slid out of my pussy. So the guys told me to get on the bed on my back and Kyle took the camera. He kneeled over my face and filmed himself rubbing his cockhead against my tongue. Ricardo took the camera and Kyle moved back a little so the camera could see my face.

“You got a message for your hubby, slut wife?” asked Ricardo.

“You better not be jerking off to this, you little worm,” I said, holding Kyle’s dick and stroking it for him. “You’re not allowed to touch that tiny cock of yours until these two sailors have cum, you understand?”

Then Ricardo took the black dildo while Kyle grabbed my feet and held them up in the air. The dildo filled my ass completely, it was so wide and unforgiving, and I couldn’t help crying out when Ricardo added the glass one, fucking it hard and fast into my pussy.

He put the camera down so that it was between my knees and you could see both dildos in me. They kneeled each side of me and started slapping my face with their dicks and we were all laughing together until I grabbed hold of them both and started pumping at their pricks, taking them into my mouth one at a time as they took hold of a foot each.

I guess me being so slutty and knowing how to suck a cock properly was too much for them because Ricardo suddenly grabbed my chin and turned me to face him, stuffing his dick in my mouth and thrusting forward as he shot his load down my throat.

“Ah, yeah! Fuck!” he yelled, Kyle backing away from us just in time as he pulled out of my mouth and hot semen fired over my face and hair.

“You see this, Paul?” I said, looking down at the camera with my face covered in cum and Ricardo’s cock in my hand, drops of semen oozing from it. “This is the nearest you’ll ever get to cumming in my face. I only let real men fuck me and real men cum on me. What about you, Kyle? You wanna cum in my mouth?”

“Yeah, but not this time,” he replied, grabbing the camera. “I’m gonna fuck your pussy then pull that fat dildo out of your ass and cum right inside your gaping hole.”

Handing the camera to Ricardo again, Kyle pulled the glass dildo out of my pussy and made me get up on my hands and knees. Then he pushed his dick up my pussy and grabbed the camera back again. He focused right on his cock, thrusting it all the way in and back out again, and each time he shoved it up me, his waist would push on the black dildo like I was getting fucked in both holes at the same time, and damn did that get me off.

I was shouting all kinds of stuff, about how hard he was fucking me, how hard I was cumming, how much of a little wimp my husband was, everything! I came so hard my whole body was shaking. And my orgasm was way too much for Kyle as he suddenly pulled everything out of me, dick and dildo, groaning loudly. The video is amazing; my asshole is stretched wide and Kyle shoots his load right into my anus from about ten inches away, finishing off by stuffing his dick up my asshole for the last few pumps.

I collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat, my makeup a mess, and Ricardo took the camera and brought it right up close to my face before turning it on himself.

“You see that, Paul? That’s how you fuck a woman. That was lesson one, but me and my boy Kyle are sailors, bro. We can go all night! There’s plenty more of this coming your way.”

I’m still waiting for a reply from Paul since I sent the film. I’ve told him I want a video back from him. He has to film himself the first time he watches the movie so I can be sure he doesn’t touch himself until he’s seen it all.

 

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My kink: cold chains on my hot skin

Bondage. You might think that women who are into bondage are submissive throughout the whole spectrum of their lives. That we behave in a subservient way in the workplace, the kitchen, and socially. Well, that’s not strictly true. In fact, it’s not true at all for me.

I am a very successful businesswoman, known for my boardroom shit kicking. Nobody messes with me without consequences, and I’m like that in my private life too. I’m both loud and forward socially, the center of attention. At home, I don’t do the dishes, cook the meals, clean the house or take on any other domestic chore submissively. Like most people, if a job needs doing, I do it, but I do not allow anyone to boss me around.

But I do love to be bound. A shrink would probably tell you it’s because I like to have so much control across all other aspects of my life that I enjoy the total loss of it that I only get when I’m chained to the bed and at the mercy of another’s sexual desires. No doubt they’d be right, but I’ve never visited one and I have no desire to understand my own kinks. What’s to understand? I get off on being chained up. It makes me cum harder than through regular sex, and that’s all I need to know.

It’s not just any bondage that gets me off, although I’m not against other forms of constraint – it’s chains that I love. That feeling of cold hard metal against my warm skin gets my juices flowing way more than anything else.

Chains have a more ‘dungeon’ element to them than other forms of bondage. They certainly do in my house, because I have a special set up in the basement. I have all kinds of wooden furniture, some of it custom made, that is excellent for chaining someone up.

I have two favorites: one is a kind of wooden horse that I can lie face down on with my hands and feet chained to the legs, leaving me with my knees wide open and my ass, pussy and mouth at just the right height for a hard cock to force its way in.

The other is a hard wooden bed with wooden struts at each corner. The chains run through holes at the base of the struts and then up to the top, where they combine in a cross over the top of the bed and can be loosened or tightened with the use of one simple wheel.

When I’m lying on my back on the wooden bed, I begin to get wet the moment the chains are attached to my wrists and ankles. My husband chooses which of the holes to run the chains through, and this decides how high my feet and hands will be raised. If he runs a chain through the top holes, my arms and legs will be raised as high as they can go, and he can turn the wheel to pull me physically off the wooden bed and leave me hanging there, at his mercy.

The basement is cold all year around, and I feel the intense chill of the metal on my skin each time we go down there. It’s almost always me that initiates these sessions. I tell my husband that he needs to take me downstairs right now and deal with me, and he knows that to argue with me or deny me that is dangerous; but as soon as the first chain is biting into my skin, I slip into submissive mode and he is free to do what he likes with me.

And what he likes to do is fuck me hard and rough.

He knows that I love the wooden bed, because the number of chains involved and the sound of them clanking as he turns the wheel really gets me hot. He’ll chain me up and invariably set it up so that I am at the limit, the chains pulling on my arms and legs so hard that they’re almost but not quite lifting me off the wood, the cold steel chilling my flesh, the individual links sometimes biting into my skin. This is when he gets to be a kinky son of a bitch. Once I’m chained up tight, he likes to use his fingers and whatever else he’s got around the house on me.

First, he’ll run his fingers around the places where the chains bite, pulling on them to make it hurt just that little bit more; then he’ll come around to my head and probe my mouth with his fingers, getting them wet with my saliva.

He takes his time, his fingers tracing my body’s natural curves, until he is between my legs, playing with my cunt. When he begins to pinch my clitoris I know to expect that my pussy will soon be stretched open with a fist or a dildo or even a vegetable.

To have my pussy stretched wide open while cold steel chains are stretching my arms and legs wide is out of this world! I usually cum within minutes through this kind of play, and my husband keeps tormenting me, dominating me like this until I’ve cum at least twice before he gets his dick involved.

He teases me with his boner, rubbing it against my wrists and ankles, anywhere the steel chains are touching my skin, leaving it in my hand knowing I’m unable to do much more than grip it weakly.

When it seems like I’m sated and can be freed, that’s when the horny little devil gets off. He’ll leash my throat with a choke chain and walk me over to the horse, where he chains my leash to the floor through a steel ring and then shackles me face down over the horse. He shortens the chains just enough to make it uncomfortable, to keep the chains pulling on my limbs the whole time.

And then, when I’m absolutely at his mercy and unable to do anything but comply, he comes at me with his big prick.

You could ask him if he’s a blowjob man or an anal sex devotee, or even just a straight up pussy fucking animal, but in the nine years we’ve been together, he’s never showed any signs of favoritism – he fucks all my holes with equal gusto.

Sometimes, he’ll chain me down and then immediately fuck my mouth, holding my hair to pull my face up, then jamming his prick into my mouth and fucking hard and fast to spray his hot cum down the back of my throat. Other times he’ll give me no warning, just force his cock into my asshole and let me have it. And sometimes he fucks my cunt, slamming into me then pulling it all the way out, doing it again and again.

But there’s one thing he almost always does at my request, and that’s to cum on a special steel dildo and make me eat it while I’m face down on the horse, pushing the cold steel into my mouth until every last drop is gone.

It might sound extreme to some people, but vanilla sex has never been my thing, and I count myself lucky to have found someone whose preferences so perfectly align with mine. We enjoy looking at The Life Erotic together, and it’s good to know there are other people out there who are interested in the same kind of things that turn us on.

 

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Slow drip: the taste of honey

Erotic fiction inspired by Tracy Lindsay in “Honey

When I first came here, I thought it was hell on earth. It's a lot of land to till, back-breaking work from sunrise to sunset. I knew nothing about country living. I’d inherited this plot and wanted to save it, but after just a few days, I was ready to go back to the city. I didn't know anyone and there was nothing for miles around but two gas stations and a small bar in the middle of a winding road.

I decided to stop there for a drink to ease my nerves before I started packing. As soon as I walked in, I noticed that I was the only frowning face in the room. Everyone inside was having a great time playing pool and watching football. The high energy slowly transformed my mood.

I ordered double shots of whiskey from this beautiful bartender with an adorable southern drawl. She had to lean in to take my order since our voices were drowned out by the loud music. I didn't mind. It gave me a clear view of her enticing figure. She was the sexiest woman I'd ever laid eyes on; blonde hair, athletic body, long legs, and a stunning bottom. She didn't look much like a country girl. Her all-white outfit accentuated her curves, like she was poured from the neck down in milk. After my first look at her I completely forgot what I was upset about.

Her gaze was magnetic. It was impossible to look at her without feeling breathless and lovesick. I needed some air. I stepped outside for a smoke, letting the night breeze cool me down. My mind raced with lustful thoughts. I blushed when she joined me, wondering if she could read my mind.

“Hey, do you have a light?” she asked with a smile. I lit her cigarette for her and smiled back. Her mere presence made my heart race.

“You're not from around here are you?” she asked, her southern accent thrilling me.

“No,” I replied. “I don't think I could ever get used to this place.”

“I felt that way when I first moved here,” she said. “You have to give this town a chance. Trust me, it grows on you.”

“What is there to do here?” I asked.

“Besides drink?” she laughed. “Nothing, but this place is famous for its honey.”

“Really?” I asked. “I've never tried the local honey... I haven't had honey in a while actually.”

Suddenly, she leaned in very close to my ear. “Well, you're gonna have to taste it sometime,” she whispered flirtatiously.

This girl had a powerful sexual aura that radiated from her. It was hard to resist. She gave me her address and invited me over the following night. I was very much looking forward to her company.

The next evening, I showed up at her cabin, just a few miles from the bar. I went to the door and saw a note. It read, “Door's open. Come on in.”

I opened the door and saw her on the floor by the fire. Her naked body was laid bare on a soft fur blanket, glasses of honey all around her. I gazed at her in awe. Her sparkling brown eyes fixed on mine. She picked one of the glasses up and tilted it to her chest. I watched the slow drip of amber slowly trickling down her body. I was so spellbound, I could hardly breathe.

“Take your clothes off and come here,” she commanded.

I undressed and knelt beside her. She put the glass down and straightened her posture, letting me admire her form. I leaned in and slowly licked the honey off her chest, trailed my tongue down across her nipples, and sucked them softly. The taste of her flesh mixed with the wet sticky syrup was heavenly. She poured some more honey down her stomach, where it dribbled down the dips of her abs, and dripped slowly to her pussy.

I lay down, inched my head under her, and opened my mouth. Drops of honey trickled to my tongue and down my throat. She dipped down on my face, letting me taste her. The honey was even sweeter, mixed with her wetness. I lapped and sucked, taking every drop of the ambrosia. She wound her hips around my face, using my mouth as her personal toy. I could feel her clit swelling, her lips dripping, her harmonious moans rising in volume. Suddenly, her body tensed. I whirled my tongue around her flesh rapidly until she came all over my lips. I kissed her pussy softly, as the last beats of her orgasm subsided.

By now, her entire body was wet and sticky. She walked me to her shower room and handed me a loofah and some body wash. I took my time lathering her body from head to toe. I made sure every part of her was clean. Then, she pinned me to the shower wall. Her breasts pressed against mine. Her soft lips suctioned my neck, while her fingers reached below. She squeezed her fingers inside me and thrust up and down, her fingers pressing my G-spot perfectly.

I wrapped my hands around her waist as she fucked me harder. The hot water streamed down between us, adding to my pleasure. I lost control and started trembling and moaning until I came powerfully on her hand. I grabbed her face and kissed her deeply while her fingers slowly thrust inside me, pressing every last wave of my climax out.

I surrendered to her every whim for the rest of the evening, thankful that I hadn’t given up on an unfamiliar town. If I hadn’t gone to that bar or met this gorgeous goddess, I would have been gone by the morning. Later I learned that everyone who lived in this small town had a similar story, finding everything they never knew they wanted in the least likely place. I felt fortunate to be among them, and to belong somewhere I never thought would feel like home. If I ever do decide to move on, the sweet taste of honey will always bring me back.

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As I Watch

Erotic fiction inspired by “Indifference” starring Sade Mare and Susie

I sit here sipping my drink, full of disdain and no faith or hope for this wretched evening. I watch you blankly. I wonder why you are still here. This awkward silence between us has surpassed its allotted time. I glance and sip. Glance and sip.

You stare at me, wondering if I am going to make a move. I am distant and uncertain. I don't want anything from you. Now, you choose this very moment to change my mind.

“Go ahead,” I scoff to myself. “Try and change my mind if you can.” I bet everything I have I won't move.

I see you sipping your wine silently across the room. The atmosphere is formidable and unforgiving. You already know there is nothing between us, nothing to save. We have finished before we started. Still, I watch. I brush off any hint of interest with the coldest expressions I can display. As I watch, you try to see right through me.

“Good luck,” I think. You will need it.

I sip my wine again. My glass is half empty; you are full of yourself. I stare at you silently, unfettered in your salacious glare. You might as well be alone. I might as well not be here. Let's see what you do.

You bite your lip lustfully. You gape shamelessly at me, nudging your dress down your supple shoulders. Your hands caress your body as if you are telling me what you want my hands to do to you. You kneel and caress my thigh, trying to get my attention. I don't want it. I don't want you! I brush your hand away every time you attempt to touch me.

You grow desperate. I see your eyes fixed on mine. I look away. My expression is bored and cruel. You can't impress me. I don't care that you're throwing yourself at my feet, begging for my affection.

I see you are enticed by my indifference. The more I ignore you, the more aroused you get. I am confused, the only reaction I have shown you all night. You kick your heels off and slide off your stockings. Your smooth thighs glisten in the candlelight as you bend over the couch. I see your hands peek between your thighs. You imitate my touch, from the last time I grabbed you there. I sit shaking my head in disapproval. You wait. You look. I look back. My brow furrows in disapproval.

Your fingers move in and out, slowly sliding and slowly dipping. They circle around and around over your sodden flesh. I can't stand it. I am supposed to be your hand. I am so close to you, but I am not even in the room. My mind is across the world, looking to a future I can't find. Your attempts to switch my mood are a waste of time.

I finish the rest of my wine, unaffected. I rise out my chair and walk away. You grab my wrist to stop me.

“What?” I snap. “What the fuck do you want from me?” You pout and look deep in my eyes, trying to thaw my cold expression.

“I want you.” There it is. You said it, but I no longer have respect for such a response. It doesn't even phase me, yet I don’t leave.

I lean against the wall. You pin my body against it. Your flesh touches mine. Your face is close to my lips. You kiss me. Even when I turn away, you hold my head in place. I kiss you back. You exhale in relief. It's like you won a silent wager in your head.  I look at you and watch your expression.

“I can't do this any more,” I whisper.

“That’s what you said last time,” you whisper back, running your tongue softly over my lips.

“I don’t want you!” I snap; but I am unsure.

Your hands reach between my thighs and suddenly your fingers are inside me. You lift your soaked fingers to your mouth and suck off my juices. Your eyes melt like it’s a delectable treat.

 “Your body is saying otherwise,” you smile.

You’re right! My hardened core is melting to your touch. The next thing I know, I am sitting back down on the chair, my panties stuffed in my mouth, my legs spread wide over the armrests. Your arms wrap around my thighs as you lick up and down slowly. The soaked folds of my pussy spread open, inviting your tongue to slide deeper. I bite down on the balled-up lace in my mouth. Even now that I have given in, I am still fighting. I don’t want to come. More so, I don’t want you to make me come. But your succulent mouth and slippery tongue are doing everything right to get me there.

I sit as still as I can with my eyes shut, my pleasure heightening with every lick. Any sudden movement from my hips will make me explode. Still, I fight it. My breathing is heavy. I can feel my heartbeat rising to my throat. Then, you shove three fingers inside me, the sudden pressing making my stomach flex. I am done for! My first instinct is to grab your head and fuck your face until I let out every throb, your lips wrapped tight around my clit. I scream out as I come all over your face. I collapse back, panting heavily. I spit my panties out as you straddle my waist.

I push you off me. I grab some duct tape and a vibrator from my drawer. I strap it to your pussy and wind the tape tightly around. I tape your wrists to the armrests but leave your legs free to move. Then, I turn the toy on, pour myself another glass of wine, and leave you there. Your moans reverberate throughout the house. I am now upstairs, smiling…waiting.

 

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Ghosts, Episode Five: Reward or Punishment?

An erotic fantasy inspired by Charles Lakante’s “Radio Ghost” starring Paula Shy, and “Introspection” starring Delphine.

This is a continuation from episode four, which was posted on this blog on November 28th 2016. The story so far: Paula feels a presence in the house with her, hungry to seduce her. Its touch becomes tangible as it guides her to masturbate, tormenting her with the loss of control until it finally allows her to orgasm. Paula is approached by a beautiful blonde, Delphine; Paula uses Delphine roughly, but the mysterious presence is angered by the way Paula has taken control, and restrains her. 

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The ropes held Paula firmly immobilized, her hand pressed up between Delphine’s legs. She could feel Delphine’s hole throb and her pussy juices spreading over her fingers continually like a leaking hose, as she caressed the tip of her rock hard clitoris.

The hunger of the mysterious presence was once again devouring Paula – tasting her frustration, lapping up her desire for Delphine, learning what Paula craved to do to her. It loved watching them; observing and admiring Paula in all her perfection struggling to unleash her own wild lust. It wanted her to understand that as much as Delphine was Paula’s toy, Paula belonged to it!

Now she was at its mercy once again; at the mercy of its infinite lust and predatory hunger. Paula’s pussy was dripping creamy juices uncontrollably just as Delphine’s musk stained her hand.

More ropes fell from the ceiling, twitching sporadically as if an invisible will was carefully preparing them. They wrapped themselves firmly around Delphine’s wrists, then gently pulled her arms up over her head and out wide like an angel’s wings. Two more ropes crawled like snakes across the floor, wrapping tight around Delphine’s ankles and pulling her legs apart, holding her thighs open – her pussy perfectly accessible.

Watching the ropes expose Delphine’s body in such a vulnerable way drove Paula crazy. Her pussy ached with frustration. Her thighs tensed and trembled as her pussy hole throbbed, begging to get fucked hard. But that wasn’t what it had in mind for her and she knew it.

Suddenly Paula’s body came under its command. It pushed her face towards Delphine’s armpit, pulling her hips back, forcing her ass up. She could smell the heat of Delphine’s sexual excitement rising from her soft skin. Paula knew its gaze was upon her, fixated on her exposed asshole.

The air around them stirred in a lust drenched dance, a million eyes focused on their bodies; but that wasn’t all. Suddenly it grabbed Paula’s ass cheeks, opening and spreading them wide, revealing her sweet and juicy asshole. Something pressed against her ring with a firm determination, pressing again, and harder each time. Paula’s asshole resisted the pressure, but although it wasn’t terribly strong, it was incredibly persistent. It slowly eased its way inside her ass.

The amazing sensation of getting her ass penetrated and violated drove Paula crazy like never before. Whatever that thing was, it was now inside her ass and fucking her slowly, going deeper and deeper with each stroke. Paula’s ass wasn’t resisting anymore, it was completely open, filled and utterly pleasured!

It was the size of a long middle finger. Very, very long. Paula could feel it driving deeper into her, stopping short before completely vanishing inside of her. Her asshole gaped open. It was inside her, controlling her body, tasting and devouring her own pleasure, making her feel its hunger.

Was this a lesson? A reward? Or a punishment?

Paula could feel herself on the brink of a huge orgasm. Having her ass fucked drove her lust out of control, but somehow it was preventing her from cumming, holding her at bay. She was allowed to have pleasure, but she wasn’t allowed to cum!

That same mysterious, invisible force that penetrated her ass was pushing Paula’s lust beyond the edge, ready to be unleashed furiously on Delphine for its own pleasure. Paula couldn’t stop herself from sticking her tongue right under Delphine’s salty armpit to lick it hard, passing her tongue over Delphine’s sexy skin, tasting her gorgeous, angelic, aphrodisiac flavor. Each lick sent intense chills of pleasure through Delphine’s body, from her head to her toes, making her squirm and quiver.

Paula’s ass was getting fucked over and over by that invisible long finger; a slow and perfectly paced thrust. It was driving her wild.

Paula could feel Delphine reaching the brink of orgasm, her pussy dripping like a waterfall. Paula knew she couldn’t satisfy her own hunger and lust, not this time at least, for the punishment could be terrible for her. She was at its complete mercy, with her ass fucked and filled, sharing her pleasure and playing for its amusement. She was scared of what could happen if she lost control of herself; and this was making her incredibly excited!

Another warm shiver of sexual excitement washed down Paula’s spine. Delphine was ready for more. Paula’s hand suddenly moved by itself, her index and middle fingers slowly pushing between Delphine’s meaty labia, crossing the edge of her luscious, throbbing hole to fuck deeper and deeper until they reached her pulsing G-spot.

Paula finger fucked Delphine’s pussy hard, her hand acting on its own, fulfilling its desires and obeying its will. Her fingers arched, dipping in and out of Delphine’s pussy fast and deep, but in such a way that the fingertips never left the G-spot, massaging it constantly with a sustained rhythm.

Delphine was trembling and convulsing uncontrollably, her perfect body being stimulated by Paula’s tongue in her armpit and the fingers inside her pussy. The pleasure was so intense that Delphine was teetering on the edge of a huge orgasmic explosion. Paula felt Delphine’s pussy tighten around her fingers. Clear pussy juice dripped down her thighs.

Delphine was almost there.

Suddenly, Paula’s fingers stopped moving. Again, her body moved without her control, making her drop to her knees, her face in front of Delphine’s dripping sex. She was held there while the presence studied them both at leisure. It wanted her to dive into that ocean, but it wanted to let her feel who was in control first. Paula was learning this lesson the hard way, with no permission to cum at all.

Paula’s face lifted to Delphine’s navel, her fingers still pressed against Delphine’s G-spot. She moved forward, sticking her tongue right inside Delphine’s navel, to fuck it like a pussy! Delphine’s whole body began to convulse as she moaned loudly, almost screaming. Her thighs trembled; she was clearly incapable of holding back any more...

To be continued…

 

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What was your kinky movie of 2016?

As 2016 draws to a close, it’s the perfect time to reflect on the movies that floated your boat – and discover which kinks you’d like to see explored further in 2017. The Life Erotic took a walk on the wild side throughout the year, trying out some naughty fun of various flavors with exciting and arousing results. If you have a favored fetish or edgy turn-on, chances are you found it here!

So I’d love to know, what did you particularly enjoy seeing in 2016? Here are a few of my personal top picks to jog your memory…

Toys: sexy superstar Lorena B went kinkier than we’ve ever seen her before in “Jewels” with a butt plug and labia clamp. Bad girl Areana Fox improvised with a bottle in her tight pussy and tighter ass in “Champagne 2;” and Kira Zen took it to another level with her vibrating wand in “Orgasm Obsession.”

Peeing: you asked for more, TLE listened! Wet play took a decidedly kinky turn with Mina K in “My Reflection” as she squatted to spray over a mirror before indulging in some panty stuffing and intense masturbation; while dirty blonde Adelina White’s fountain of piss in “Pause 2” was a watersport fan’s must-see. Two highlights of a wet and sticky year!

Bondage: so many amazing movies to choose from here! I’d single out Caroline C in “Squirt” – things got very juicy as the ballgag, bound ankles and vibrator pushed this busty brunette over the edge.

Sex games: spanking fun with Laura A and Ultima A in “Domination” and anal play from fetish queen extraordinaire Bree Haze in "Dirty Doctor 2" were both real attention grabbers.

My movie of the year? A tough decision, but it really has to be Emily J in “Scarecrow III.” Emily is sensational in every movie she makes as the compelling muse of maverick auteur Paul Black – the intensity with which she chases her orgasms has to be witnessed to be believed. But seeing her suck and fuck her living-doll sex toy in Black’s darkly comic masterpiece was the pinnacle of perfection. It also brought the year full circle for Emily, starting as it did with her giving a shockingly raw and visceral blowjob to an unnamed john in “Whore 2.”

So how about you? What did you like, and what do you want to see at TLE in 2017?

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Ghosts, Episode Four: Control

An erotic fantasy inspired by Charles Lakante’s “Radio Ghost” starring Paula Shy, and “Introspection” starring Delphine.

This is a continuation from episode three, which was posted on this blog on November 14th 2016. The story so far: Paula feels a presence in the house with her, hungry to seduce her. Its touch becomes tangible as it guides her to masturbate, tormenting her with the loss of control until it finally allows her to orgasm. Paula hears footsteps approaching.

The story continues…

A beautiful blonde, angelic looking girl was standing right in front of Paula.

‘They call her Delphine!’ Paula said to herself. ‘How do I know that?’

Delphine was wearing nothing but a sexy black thong, almost transparent, that revealed more than it concealed. A red ball gag held between her teeth meant she was unable to speak.

The sight of this beautiful angel drove Paula’s flames of desire higher. Delphine’s perfect breasts were screaming out to Paula’s tongue, begging to be licked and sucked. Her luscious body cried out for attention – but was Paula even allowed to touch her?

The mysterious presence was observing both Paula and Delphine from all sides, and its desire and hunger were twice as palpable. Paula was scared even to caress Delphine’s skin, but she was literally aching to, her longing becoming overwhelming.

She is yours, as you are mine…

An unexpected gust of warm air blew across Paula’s erect clit, sending shivers of pleasure coursing up her spine, making her beautiful thighs tremble. Was this the permission she had been waiting for?

Paula could sense the presence’s approval of her kinky desires, but there was something more. Paula was aching with the desire to get much closer to Delphine’s perfect body and do incredibly dirty things to her. It knew what Paula wanted, and it wanted to watch every single detail.

Without waiting a second longer, Paula’s craving hands snaked toward Delphine, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her close. Paula could feel Delphine’s silky skin pressing against her own naked, excited body. She could feel Delphine’s nipples getting stiffer against her own. She could feel Delphine’s gagged mouth drooling onto her neck as she kissed and licked her sweetly. She could feel that sexy thong rubbing against her own mound, a flimsy barrier between their pussies where a burning sexual heat was building. The presence was right there basking in that warmth and admiring the view from down below as well.

Delphine’s subtle moans of pleasure betrayed how aroused she was, yet she had not moved a muscle since Paula had laid eyes on her, accepting everything Paula did to her with total submission. The more Paula licked Delphine’s neck and chest, the more her passion grew. Enjoying the show from much closer now, with its desire and hunger growing, Paula could sense the presence demanding more.

In a fever of excitement, Delphine’s left thigh slipped between Paula’s legs, rubbing against her drooling pussy, making her hard clit pop out from between her labia like a nail. A wet trail of Paula’s sticky juices glazed Delphine’s upper thigh, lubricating it. The amazing feeling of her warm, toned thigh stripped Paula of the last vestiges of her control.

Possessed by a wave of unstoppable lust, Paula grabbed Delphine’s hips and pulled her even closer, grinding her pussy on Delphine’s thigh. Paula’s hand shot to Delphine’s breast, squeezing the soft round flesh, tickling her hard nipple, while her other hand went to Delphine’s perfect ass, grabbing at her ass cheek, using her palm to pull the submissive woman to her. Paula’s mouth was all over Delphine’s lips, sucking on the saliva soaked ball gag, licking her mouth in a frenzy of uncontrolled lust.

Having this incredible living sex toy at her mercy was an erotic dream for Paula; her pussy was dripping juices, rivers of slick cream leaking onto Delphine’s thigh. Paula began to push her tongue between Delphine’s lower lip and the ball gag, trying to force it into the gagged beauty’s mouth. Frustrated, she bit Delphine’s lower lip and spanked her ass hard, grabbing the stinging buttocks and digging her nails in.

Paula’s tongue found its way around the side of Delphine’s gag, and she wedged it in, spanking her harder and harder, her moans of desire filling the room. Delphine’s softer moans could barely be heard from behind her gag, her mouth so full of the hard plastic ball and Paula’s soft, probing tongue. Her pussy began to drip juices as well, forming a puddle where it mixed with Paula’s cream on her thigh.

Drooling, kissing, sucking and spanking, Paula was totally wild. She was unconsciously rubbing her pussy faster and faster on Delphine’s wet thigh. The feeling of total control over a living sex toy had woken a hidden side of Paula, a deeper aspect to her personality that she had never been aware of. Another Paula, darker and kinkier, had emerged – one that wanted to dominate, control, penetrate and play roughly with her new toy.

‘So this is how it feels. Is she me?’

This almost unbearable storm of pleasure and lust was in total control of Paula. And the presence was loving it! It watched and admired Paula as she devoured Delphine’s perfect body with a deeper desire than its own. Paula’s sexual hunger for Delphine was infinite; she demanded more and expected to get it!

After one last powerful spank, Paula gazed into Delphine’s eyes and removed the ball gag. Flecks of warm drool covered Delphine’s angelic face. Those crystal eyes looked at Paula in such a way that she couldn’t resist.

Dropping the drool covered ball gag to the floor, Paula brought her hand up between her own legs, covering her fingers and palm with her pussy juices. Her fingertips slid between her labia and inside her hole, covered in wetness. She brought her hand up to Delphine’s mouth, smearing the liquid over her cheeks and lips.

Delphine’s face was shiny with drool and pussy juice, each stroke of Paula’s hand driving her flames of passion higher. Paula began to lick the wetness from Delphine’s face, pushing her tongue inside Delphine’s mouth, making her suck on it like it was a cock that she craved.

In the heat of her lust, Paula could also feel the presence yearning for more. An invisible force pulled Delphine’s thong down, leaving her completely naked, her wet pussy available. As soon as Delphine’s thong touched the floor, it exploded into a shower of wet drops that sprayed Paula and Delphine, wetting their naked skin.

As she stared her new toy in the eyes, Paula’s hand felt its way down Delphine’s body to her pussy. Keeping a close watch on Delphine’s face for her reaction, Paula ran her fingertips across Delphine’s throbbing clit, sliding her fingers between her lips and dipping them easily into her wet, open hole. Paula traced circles around Delphine’s hole, careful not to touch her clit, making her quiver and almost beg to get fucked.

Delphine was already on the verge of losing control, moaning and trembling, a look of intense pleasure on her face. Paula could feel her pussy dripping juices, her clit pulsing and her hole convulsing – the urge to get fucked was compelling.

Paula loved being in control of Delphine. She knew she could do anything she wanted to her without resistance. She wanted her to feel the sexual pleasure her body was craving, but not before she satisfied her own sexual hunger.

Right at that moment, a cold gust of air wrapped around the girls. Paula knew the presence was angry. Suddenly, a rope appeared out of nowhere, wrapping tight around Paula’s ankles, wrists and neck. It tugged her away from Delphine’s quivering, luscious body just enough to prevent her from rubbing her pussy on Delphine’s thigh.

Paula was taking too much control. She was disobeying the presence by putting her own lust first.

To be continued…

 

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    Wonderfully inappropriate use of vegetables :-)

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    Fantastic wings. Absolutely pink. Absolutely wet!

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    Pity they're fake..

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    beetle 1 day ago

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    Mimi17 2 days ago

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    Lex8441 2 days ago

    Dear Rose :-D thank you so much as always for your wonderful words, you know how much your opinion is important for me :-)
    You are truly wonderful and a true muse of beauty and passion ;-)

    Thank you so much :-)

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    Lex8441 2 days ago

    Dear Mr. Lakante (or let me say loud: Master :-D)

    First I would like to apologize for the terrible late of my answer to both your wonderful kind comments on my works :-)
    I would love you to know that I truly appreciated and loved your kindness in answering me as also taking the time in reading my stories (inspired on your masterpieces) so deeply as I love to watch your amazing gorgeous movies :-D

    Life got more “interesting” than usual for me (I prefer to say like this :-P) and unfortunately I couldn’t be here as much as I would’ve loved to, so again I do apologize for my late :-)

    To answer both your comments:

    Thank you so much for all your beautiful words, they really do mean a lot to me as this story was created as a tribute to your amazing work, reading such opinions and words from a true artist and master like you is really amazing for me.. so amazing I’ll never find the right words to describe the happiness you gave me with your kindness :-D

    So is this presence real?

    Before answering your question I would love to say something: one thing I truly truly love about your masterpieces is their depth.
    I love how in each one of your movies is possible to discover new mysteries, new details leading both to new answers and new questions, all culminating into multiple interpretations which really requires the (lucky) viewer to “actively participate” into unfolding the mystery more than once and from multiple sides ;-)

    I love this concept because, to say it in simple words, this is exactly how beauty and sex are: there is much more hidden deep within the experience the more you get in contact with your partner (or with yourself) and this also perfectly shows how every single beautiful woman starring in your masterpieces holds an entire universe to discover deep within herself.
    You really have a huge talent into “opening the door” to the inner universe everyone of us has and then is almost as you whisper to the viewer: “the door is open, now take your first step and cross the other doors.”

    It’s hard to explain with words, but you have such an amazing talent into filming the deepest essence beauty of female beauty in the most intense moments of passion and it’s amazing how in every movie you created, this beauty isn’t altered or “lost” at all.. everything remains pure the more you dive deep and this is truly amazing for me :-D it’s what made me love your works ;-)

    When I wrote my stories inspired by your masterpieces, I was inspired exactly by this: I wanted to bring my personal view while exploring your way of filming and telling beauty and passion :-D

    Now here is my answer (without spoilers of course :-P): the key to “unsolved the mystery” relies into the extremely deep connection between Paula and the presence ;-)
    The way it interacts with both with her perfect body and how it plays with her mind, how it seems to be obsessed with Paula by “dominating” her senses and pleasure, how it rewards her and how it punishes her.. all done for her pleasure and not it’s own.. is it?

    It’s clear that they are deeply connected somehow and I would love to leave you with a small “taste of whats to come” ;-)

    Originally this story was divided into three episodes and so far two have bene published. The third episode is the “last piece of the puzzle”, but not the conclusion of the story!
    Exactly as in your movies: each episode is part of a greater picture, but if you read (or watch) them in a different order you could unveil something new in the story which you missed while reading it in the publishing order :-D

    To be specific about it:
    Episode 1 is Paula alone, episode 2 is Paula with Delphine and episode 3 has Paula in a totally new and extremely intriguing kinky situation I won’t spoil ;-)

    Once the whole story will be published you ‘ll have the complete picture of this “intense relationship” between Paula and this presence. What happened in Episode 1 may not be the beginning and what happened in Episode 2 may be the conclusion and so on.. :-D (exactly as I love to watch and watch again and again your amazing movies ;-) )

    I’m extremely curious to read your comments for the upcoming parts (also because is the most intense of the three and I would love to see a movie like this directed by you :-D) and see your interpretation of this intense experience inspired by your masterpieces :-) (of course if and when you will have the time to read it ;-) )

    Thank you so much again for your amazing words, I really hope my answer “satisfied” your curiosity.. for now :-D

    Thanks a lot for your beautiful words and kind attention to my work :-)

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    Rose 3 days ago

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    robLong 3 days ago

    My god this Paul Black stinks. Emily is such a great looking model but unfortunately all the video of her are done by Paul Black and every one is pure crap. PLEASE, get a good director to do some good video of her.

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    robLong 3 days ago

    What a great looking model. I wish they could find a competent director/cameraman who could shoot a good video of her.

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    robLong 3 days ago

    Garbage masquerading as Art. This is first term, first year, film school stuff and is a perfect example of SFS (Stupid Fuckin Shit). There is never anything good about SFS. All it does is make for bad video. What is so disappointing is that Emily is such a great looking model and there's not one good video of her .

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    Rose 4 days ago

    A strange idea that surprisingly really worked for me. The colors look so pretty against Marlyn's skin. Doesn't hurt that she's gorgeous :-)

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