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Erotic fiction inspired by Lina Li A I know I’m in trouble as soon as I step through the door. He is silent, tense; not even looking at me, his face set.

“I’m going to get changed,” I say, and he simply shakes his head grimly. I have to cook dinner in my office clothes and high heels, my legs aching, the silence between us ominous.

When I place the plate of food on the table in front of him, he pushes it away with a look of disgust.

“First, there’s something we need to take care of,” he says. "You know what you’ve done. You lack discipline, that’s why I have to teach you.”

I nod meekly, even though I have no idea what my transgression could be. There are so many rules, and I break them so often. Bending over the table, I pull up my skirt, and slide my panties down to my thighs. The tension is almost unbearable as I feel him staring at my exposed bottom. Then he reaches into a drawer and takes out a leather paddle.

I feel such a tumult of emotions – apprehension, agitation – but underneath it all, like the bassline of a dance track, a growing pulse of excitement. He makes me wait, expectation of the sting of the paddle driving me out of my mind, so that when it finally comes, the explosion of sudden pain and the heat blossoming through my skin is almost a relief. And then he makes me wait again, the anticipation turning into an urgent craving, before the second crack of the paddle comes.

After that, the strokes of the paddle come faster, my cheeks burning, the mixed pain and pleasure roaring through my body. The sensation of wetness trickling into my panties, still bunched around my thighs, heightens my humiliation. I am dimly aware of my own voice, begging him to stop... but I know if he stops, I’ll be begging him to start again.

I am longing to feel the sting of his bare hand on my ass, his skin touching mine, and when he finally tosses the paddle aside and spanks me with his hand – hard – I feel the first tremors of orgasm approaching. I know he won’t let me get off that easily though, so I fight it, struggling to keep my legs from shaking.

I am moaning, dizzy, drunk on adrenaline, as I hear the telltale sound of his zipper; he moves my legs as far apart as they will go with my panties constraining them. Then I feel the hard tip of his cock nudging against the opening to my pussy. I want it inside me, and I am so wet it would glide easily up to the hilt; but I know if I thrust back against him that would break the rules and he will pull away. So I keep absolutely still, resisting the overwhelming urge to buck my hips, as he slides it slowly – agonisingly slowly – into me.

Soaking wet as I am, my pussy grips his cock tightly when it’s all the way in, the contractions of my impending orgasm making my sweet walls squeeze his girth. He starts to pump in and out, a touch slower than he knows I want it, still making it clear that he is in control even though his groans betray the pleasure he is feeling.

Then he starts to spank me again, pulling out halfway to aim a slap to my cheeks, then thrusting all the way back in as the sensation burns though me. Out – slap – in; out – slap – in; I lose count of the strikes, but it is on a deep in-thrust that I can’t hold my orgasm back any longer. I cum hard, my whole body shaking, my pussy spasming around his rigid cock. He waits until I am done, collapsed spread-eagled on the table and shaking, before he pulls out and sprays his load over my glowing ass cheeks.

A moment of silence, broken only by my gasps as the aftershocks of my orgasm fizz through me.

“Go and have a shower, darling,” he says mildly, helping me to my feet and kissing me tenderly on the lips. “Then we can have dinner.”


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Wrapped Up Tight

Erotic fiction inspired by Bree Haze

I never feel so free as when I’m in restraints. And I’m very familiar with the sensation of rope and steel against my skin. But this is something new.

The plastic wrap, coiled tightly around my body, feels soft and yielding at first. I look down at my legs, encased – somehow concealed and revealed at once – and I imagine standing in a shop window just like this, my nakedness barely covered. I imagine eyes staring at me, attempting to make out the finer details of my body through the hazy transparency. Immediately, my pussy is drenched, and I feel compelled to touch it. But as I pull against the plastic wrap, trying to spread my thighs apart, it seems to grip me tighter.

I want to slide a hand between my legs to rub against the plastic covering my saturated pussy, but I can only manage to get one finger into the tight space. I grind against it frantically, the partial contact just getting me hotter and more frustrated. I can picture the cream trickling out of me and pooling against the folds of plastic, smearing it and making it slippery.

Wildly, I rip away the wrap that binds my legs, spreading them apart and thrusting my fist against my crotch. I hump against it, my clit throbbing, the plastic hot against my engorged flesh. The furious frottage is making me shake all over, my nipples so hard I have to rip away the plastic that covers them and let them pulse against my trembling fingers. One hand still pinching my nipples, I slide the other back down over my pussy, this time forcing myself to rub much more slowly, but harder, seeking out every fold of my flesh, the sensation building it until I can hardly bear it.

I tear away a piece of the plastic and hold it up to my mouth to lick up my tangy cream, the cool air hitting my overheated pussy like an electric shock. My fingers plunge between my sugar walls, gliding in knuckle deep.

Suddenly I need release of a different kind. There’s a pressure building up that can’t be held back, and I don’t even try. It starts as a hot trickle and soon becomes a flood, pouring out over my fingers, making a puddle on the floor beneath me. It gathers in the torn folds of the wrap, wetting my skin, the acidic smell mingling with the scent of pussy juice.

I rub my soaked cunt harder, wetness still spurting out, splashing my legs. I feel the eyes of my unseen audience burning into me and I feel humiliated, but strangely liberated too. Turning onto my knees I let go another stream, shuddering as it gushes out loudly. I push two sticky fingers deep into my spasming hole, pull them out and spank them against my juiced-up snatch, then push them deep inside again. That releases a fresh flood, and suddenly I’m cumming around my fingers, all control lost.

It takes about an hour before I stop shaking.


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My Sexy Movie of the Year

The New Year is an ideal time for looking back as well as forward, reflecting on what’s been especially hot over the past twelve months and anticipating what’s to come in the future. So it feels like the perfect time for me to review The Life Erotic’s movie output for 2015, watch all my favorites again, and maybe even discover some little gems I’ve missed. It’s hard to pick out my single favorite movie amidst so many highly arousing films, but boy, it’s fun to try!

TLE has been moving in a new direction recently, exploring kinky scenarios and daring new themes in an artistic and stylish manner. Higinio Domingo has excelled at capturing this exciting new direction, and his movie “Rope Fetish,” starring adorable Mira V, is the first one I want to single out as having particularly held my attention. Mira partakes in some naughty bondage play and breaks a very juicy taboo in this compelling film, while still looking thoroughly cute and sweet throughout – which is part of what makes it so thrilling!

Shane Shadow is another TLE stalwart who seems to have an instinctive talent for bringing out her models’ individual sex appeal and encouraging their wild side. Her movie “My Online Stranger” starring gorgeous Evelin turned me on with its verve, enthusiasm and sheer rush of masturbatory pleasure!

Many of our TLE directors have really raised their game over the past few months. Oliver Nation and Denis Gray are two less prolific artists that have made a strong impression on me recently; and established director Charles Lakante has taken his productions to a whole new level. His ten-part series “My Truth” was TLE’s first attempt at a continuous narrative, and his latest collection of movies featuring Tracy Lindsay, Frida C and Tess B have shown an impressive grasp of suggestive storytelling and erotic tease. My favorite of these was probably “True Lust” because Frida is just so uninhibited, but the three-girl “Fantasy Fulfilled” came a close second.

A mention for Orgasm of the Year surely has to go to Avri Norwood, in director Sam Bruno’s “Wine Thief.” This high-energy, raw and honest movie concludes with the most obviously authentic climax I’ve ever seen captured on film; it’s powerful, funny and begs repeated viewing. If you haven’t seen it yet, I’d highly recommend checking it out.

But my absolute number one movie of the year has to be maverick auteur Paul Black’s comedy-horror Halloween spectacular “Scarecrow.” I'll freely admit to being entirely subjective when it comes to Black’s work; his dark humor and unique take on eroticism blow my mind every time. “Scarecrow” is quite unlike anything you’ve ever seen before, and while it won’t appeal to everyone, if you like to be challenged, enthralled and flabbergasted in equal measure you may become as much of a superfan as I am!

I’m proud to be part of such a creative venture as The Life Erotic, which encourages talented and innovative artists to explore the boundaries of sexual arousal and pleasure, and I can’t wait to see what our directors and photographers have in store for us over the next year.

So that’s my purely personal pick of 2015; what’s yours?


What’s Your Kink?

We like a bit of kinky play here at The Life Erotic. Nothing too serious or heavy, just a little naughty titillation to stimulate, surprise and stir the senses… they do say variety is the spice of (sex)life, right?

So, what is kinky? The dictionary definition is: ‘bizarre or deviant tastes of a sexual or erotic nature.’ I guess that’s me then, because I find the definition itself a bit of a turn-on! Of course everyone differs in what they consider ‘normal’ or ‘abnormal’; the very fact that you’re here at TLE suggests you’re a pretty open-minded individual who’s interested in the less vanilla side of sexuality. 

A kink can be a private thing – maybe something you’ve never confessed to anyone – or it can be something you share in sexual play with a partner (or several partners!). Indeed, it has been said that kinky sexual practices actually enhance the bond between like-minded partners, whereas fetishes tend to replace intimacy.

Recently we’ve started experimenting with different kinky themes and scenarios, and we’d love to know what you think so far. What have you liked best, what would you like to see more of, and what can we feature that would really float your boat? (Please keep it legal; don’t go suggesting anything that will get us – or you – into trouble!).

I’ll get the ball rolling with a few purely personal reflections of my own…

Spanking. Okay, I’ll admit it… this one’s my personal favorite! I like to see girls having their panties pulled down and getting spanked… over a desk or over the knee… with the hand or a paddle… it’s all good…!

Dressing up, or ‘cosplay’ (costume play). Of course like all naughty girls, I’m powerless to resist a man in a firefighter’s uniform. What do you like – uniforms? Lingerie? Superhero outfits? Please don’t tell me it’s plushies… I’m not judging, but it looks awfully warm in there.

Rubber, latex, masks, fetish wear: Can look very arousing stretched over an hourglass figure, don’t you think?

Panty play. Oh yes! See-through panties, frillies, white cotton panties… I love ‘em all. ‘Total Privacy’ is one of my favorite movies here, because it features some rather kinky panty-stuffing.

Toes, feet, legs, high heels. Yes, I’m right there with you on the stockings and heels thing. Nothing frames a pretty pussy better than sheer black stockings and a garter belt!

Messy fun: oil, honey, milk, chocolate… I’m going to come right out and admit I hate that stuff! Convince me I’m wrong.

Domination and submission. Now, that could be fun…! I do have a thing for very dominant, powerful women… do you?

Bondage and Shibari. This is something we’ve been exploring recently; what do you think so far?

Wet play: I think this might be a ‘love it or hate it’ one! I don’t like it when it’s crudely done, but a few TLE movies recently – ‘The Stop,’ ‘Rope Fetish’ and ‘Lost’ –have included it in a very erotic way. Pretty hot stuff!

Role playing: Secretary and sexy boss; personal trainer and gym bunny; harem girl and evil empress. Don’t get me started! Do you want to see fanciful stories here at TLE, or do you prefer to keep it real?

So what have I missed? Here’s your chance to have your say about the way TLE evolves, and get your most private fantasies indulged! Please add your comments and suggestions below… and if you’re feeling inspired to write a kinky story for TLE, you can send it to me at



Sam Bruno: interview with a TLE artist

Sam Bruno is a master of the unexpected. His photographs and films for The Life Erotic are set in some of the most unusual locations we’ve seen – everything from a recording studio to an auto shop. As a celebration of eroticism in incongruous surroundings they are extremely effective, and often contain a titillating element of voyeurism. Back in September he grabbed our attention with the extraordinary ‘Wine Thief,’ which features vivacious Avri Norwood masturbating with a huge implement in a real winery and experiencing the most genuine and intense orgasm imaginable!

Avri returns in today’s new movie, “Summertime,” which gives us a delightful insight into her life and personality, as well as some energetic masturbation and a barnstorming orgasm! Shot in a blend of black-and white, and sun-drenched color that evokes that nostalgic summer vacation feeling, it’s an absolute must-see. I asked Sam to share a little about his work and motivation with us…

Sam, where are you from, and what is your background in photography and film?

SB: I am from the San Francisco Bay Area, where I live today. My skills are largely self-taught, beginning with photography back in the mid seventies, audio engineering in the eighties, and video in the nineties. I learned from books, magazines, manuals, and watching others work. I bought some gear and gave myself time to learn it.

How long have you been creating erotic photographs and movies, and what inspired you to start?

SB: Since the seventies, photography has been more of a hobby than a profession. I shot mostly for myself and picked up a few gigs shooting concerts, bands, and products. I got serious about photography in 2000. I didn’t know what I wanted to shoot so I looked over my old work and found a portrait of a classmate I had done in high school. Her name was Kelly and she was so pretty. I decided to start shooting portraits. I found I liked shooting people but then discovered I liked shooting women even more. I’d always liked pin-up photography and in 2004 I did my first nude shoot with Gwen Taylor, a local nude-fetish-alt model. It was a gradual progression from portraits to nude to erotic. I get a lot more artistic satisfaction from doing erotic photography than I have with any other style of photography I’ve done. It never gets boring and it’s always fun.

You have been shooting photosets and movies for TLE for about three years now – how do you think your style has evolved since then?

SB: I’m more confident. Stills and lighting were never a problem. I used to shoot each video like a fiction film with multiple takes and incidental shots. That created an editing nightmare with tons of continuity problems. Today, I use different production techniques that make post-production easier. I also have more experience directing the model and creating an environment to allow her to give her best performance.

Are you influenced by mainstream art, film and photography?

SB: The biggest influence on my work is from other photographers such as Craig Morey, Steve Diet Goedde, Bob Carlos Clarke, Helmut Newton, Tony Ward, Bob Guccione, and Richard Avedon. I like Morey, Goedde, Clarke, Newton, and Ward for their black and white work and use of contrast and grain. I like Avedon for his artistic approach but Bob Guccione’s work from the seventies was inspiring. His work was visceral, erotic, perverse, sophisticated, and always high in quality.

You have shot in several unusual locations for TLE – what challenges does this present? How does it inspire you?

SB: I enjoy shooting on location because of the lack of control compared to shooting in a studio. I like creating a visual set with the juxtaposition of a beautiful model masturbating in an unlikely place. It’s fun and creatively challenging to work with limitations. Audio is usually the problem. It’s so critical to capture the sounds of the model because it will elevate the eroticism of the video. I’ve had to deal with airplanes, trains, trucks, motorcycles, and a roll-up door that sounded like thunder when the wind would blow.

Please tell us about ‘Wine Thief,’ the movie you shot with Avri Norwood.

SB: ‘Wine Thief’ is one of five films we made in one day. It was the last one we shot. Avri was down for making five videos but it was an exhausting 12-hour day. The idea for shooting in a winery came from my PA, Brian. He thought it would be hot to use the wine thief – a device to sample wine from a barrel – as a dildo. I needed to make sure it was safe and wouldn’t break during use or cause an infection. I like to run a very safe set. Brian and I decided to shoot in the warehouse. We set up a couple of barrels and a couple of lights to the side to create the shadows and contrast. We shot the entire video in one take. I gave Avri a bit of direction and cut her loose. We were going to shoot a setup scene with Avri sampling the wine from a barrel but we were tired from the long shooting day and decided to skip it. Her orgasm was so real. It’s an incredible experience witnessing and recording that. We took a short break after the video and shot the stills. The whole day was a lot of fun.

Is there a photoset or video you are particularly proud of?

SB: I like ‘The Dark Room’ because of the location and because of the model, Azura Starr. I wrote the story and told her about it. She liked it and wanted to be part of it. I really enjoyed working with her. I thought it was really sexy that she stayed mostly dressed during the video. This video was shot when I was still doing multiple takes and directing it like a fiction film. It was great to see the video come to life. We went out for sushi after the shoot.

Do you prefer shooting movies or photographs?

SB: Photographs. They’re easier and the gratification is faster and I don’t have to work with audio. It’s the audio – whether it’s dialog, ambient sound, or music – that makes post-production more difficult. I enjoy doing it but sometimes it’s nice to just make photographs.

TLE is moving more towards ‘soft kink’ – is this a subject that inspires you?

SB: Yes. ‘The Dark Room’ fits the soft kink description. It featured Azura Starr as a kidnap victim forced to masturbate for an unseen voyeur. I’m looking forward to making more films with a dark theme.

Is there a model who inspires you the most?

SB: There are two. The first one is Apnea. She is a nude-goth-alt model and has been featured on SuicideGirls, GodsGirls, and other similar websites. She and her then boyfriend, Lithium Picnic, created some stunning images between 2005-2008. The first time I saw her was on the cover of Gothic Beauty magazine back in 2006 in a Borders bookstore. The photo stopped me in my tracks. She was incredibly beautiful. I bought the magazine on the spot just to have that cover photo. In 2008, I had the privilege of working with her for the first time. She mentioned on her website that she was traveling to San Francisco. I sent an email introducing myself and asked if she would be interested in shooting. I expected no answer but my heart stopped when I got a reply. Yes, I was a bit star-struck. When she arrived at the studio, I could barely contain my excitement. I kept thinking, “I’m about to shoot Apnea. THE APNEA.” We had a great shoot. She is extremely talented and fun to work with. It was a dream come true. In March 2015, I had the honor of working with her again. She was passing through town and remembered me. We had a good shoot and had a chance to catch up on things and people we knew. Apnea has a special quality about her that makes me do my best work. Either that or I’m still star-struck. The other model is Azura Starr because we got along so well. She is also incredibly talented and beautiful. We shot six films and I’d love to do more but unfortunately she is no longer in the business.

Do you plan your shoots in great detail, or see how it evolves on the day?

SB: I don’t plan every last detail. I have a few ideas on character, wardrobe and lighting, but I like to let things happen organically when we’re on set. I talk to the model and crew during pre-production so everyone knows what we’re doing and to avoid bad surprises. It’s a collaboration between the model, myself, and the production assistant. The most important thing is to cast the right model. A model that is professional, resilient, cool, and can take direction will make the shoot successful.

What are your ambitions for your work with TLE?

SB: I have a few. I’d like to do a TLE branded photography workshop someday. Basically, it would show how a TLE-style video and photo shoot is done. We’d cover conceptualizing, casting, location scouting, equipment, lighting, directing the cast and crew, and post-production. I think this would a great way to connect with the members and build the TLE brand. No other similar web brand is doing this. I’d like to shoot some videos with big toys. I think the positive response to ‘Wine Thief’ has shown the members want to see that. Plus it’s totally hot. I’d like to bring a little ethnic diversity to the TLE catalog. I shot a couple of videos with an Indian model, Maya Virdi, with a generally positive response. I’m curious to see the member reaction to other types of models. Finally, I’d like to be one of the featured photographers in the MetArt family with my own branded website showcasing my work. That’s all!

What do you hope the viewers get from your movies and photos?

SB: I hope they enjoy the movies and photos and fall in love with the model.

Is there anything else you would like to tell us?

SB: I have a number of films that are shot but not posted yet. I have four more films featuring Avri Norwood. I have two films with the beautiful/nasty redhead Pepper Kester, and six films with a pair of tall brunettes from Florida. All this will be coming soon. I want to thank TLE for giving me my big break in the industry. Prior to TLE, I was in the process of launching a website showcasing my work. Unfortunately, this did not work out. I wanted to get my work out there but didn’t want to handle the web side of the business. Then I found TLE. The TLE style matched my own and it was a good fit. TLE is the exclusive home for my work. I don’t shoot for anyone else. I have a great relationship with TLE and feel a sense of loyalty to them. I’ve heard I’m the only American director (or one of the few) in the TLE roster. It’s an honor to be associated with such a great company. I’m looking forward to many years of producing new and exciting content for TLE and the new soft kink direction.



Movie preview: ‘One Small Step,’ Alis Locanta’s debut feature for Viv Thomas

Here’s the first glimpse of celebrated director Alis Locanta’s inaugural movie for Viv Thomas. Alis is one of the talented team of artists on our sister site SexArt, and you may already have heard the exciting news that he’s taking the helm at Viv Thomas from December 1st.

Titled ‘One Small Step,’ the movie features a dream cast that will blow your mind: Mango A (making her VT debut), Talia Mint, Patritcy, Lola (aka Dido), Taylor Sands, Lorena B, Alexa Tomas and Henessy – pretty amazing, right? And if that cast list alone doesn’t get you in the mood, then I think this trailer for episode one, starring Mango and Talia, should do the trick…

The first thing you’re likely to notice is the kissing. Lots and lots of passionate, raw, intense kissing. What else can you expect? Well, scorching sexual chemistry, dialogue, romance, tenderness and red-hot sex. If you’re not a member of Viv Thomas yet, you might want to consider giving yourself an early Xmas present… 



Why strong women like bondage

Here at the Life Erotic we’ve been taking a walk on the wild side lately, with more emphasis on the kinkier side of female sexuality. One feature of this has been some beautiful and daring bondage photosets and movies, featuring gorgeous girls in various types of restraint – chains, handcuffs, Shibari (Japanese rope bondage) and the like. And while it’s undeniably exciting – and it’s always made very clear here that the girls are in charge – it may have you asking the uneasy question: Is bondage anti-feminist?

Well, it depends who you believe.

If you study the feminist literature, you’ll find a wide range of opinions. In the seventies, the prevailing view was that BDSM was a form of women-hating violence; proponents of this viewpoint suggest that women who enjoy being submissive only like it because they have been led to believe it is expected of them by sexist power structures. However, since then other theories have emerged. Some feminist writers believe that BDSM is an expression of sexual freedom, and therefore is actually an empowering act.

So here’s the thing: I consider myself a free, confident, liberated bisexual woman; and yet I do enjoy a little domination and rough play – spanking, being held down, disciplined… you know the kind of thing. It makes me feel naughty, dirty and desired. Does that make me a hypocrite, a bad feminist?

I’m no psychologist, but I suspect that because I spend all day being strong, efficient and capable, making decisions, getting things done, it’s a major aphrodisiac to surrender control to someone else. It’s a pure jolt of sexual adrenaline that doesn’t translate to any other area of my life. In other words, I find it thrilling to be told what to do in the bedroom, but you’d better not try it in the boardroom (unless you're fucking me on the desk… that would be hot!).

BDSM, to me, is about desire. It’s about somebody knowing, very clearly, exactly what he or she wants from me. It’s about the fierce pleasure that lies in giving pleasure. It’s about trust, risk and being brave enough to relinquish control, to open oneself up to whatever comes next.

In fact, it has been argued that in BDSM play, the submissive person is the one with the power, as they actually control what happens – for example, by using a ‘safe’ word. Power games take place in a safe psychological space, where authentic desires are acknowledged, rules are observed and external pressures to behave in a certain way can be escaped.

Do we really have to reconcile our sexual self to the self we present in other areas of our life – or can we allow ourselves the freedom to experiment, to experience pleasure without limits, and without shame? Ultimately, I think defining female sexuality in terms of dominant/submissive is as limiting and stereotypical as lesbian/straight or butch/femme.

I’ll just do what turns me on. 



Erotic fiction inspired by Mina K

I’m an art student and I like to experiment with different media and techniques, but until recently I had never really been attracted to life drawing. Then a girl called Mina transferred to my class from another college and I just couldn’t stop looking at her. I felt like I’d found my muse; I was so fascinated by her and I would often secretly draw portraits of her while I was supposed to be getting on with something else.

To be honest I had never felt this kind of interest in another girl before, and it confused me; I’d always thought I was strictly hetero (although I didn’t have a great deal of experience in that department either!) and the way I felt whenever Mina smiled at me made me blush.

One day we were set an interesting brief: ‘Do something that takes you out of your comfort zone.’ I took it as a personal challenge; the most exciting, daring, exhilarating thing I could think of was to put my desire for Mina into my artwork. Shyly, I asked her if she would be my life model for the project, and to my delight she agreed.

“I’m busy all day, but meet me in the studio after hours and let’s see what happens,” she said with a smile. Of course I felt nervous and jittery for the rest of the day, but after class I went to the studio and got my sketching paper and paints ready, glowing at the idea that I would get to gaze at her for as long as I wanted.

When Mina arrived, I noticed at once that she had changed out of her usual paint-splattered overalls and was wearing a sheer black top, short skirt and stockings. She looked so sexy! The idea that she had dressed up to look her best for me was a real turn on, and I felt my pulse start to race even faster.

Without saying much, Mina put some music on, and then perched up on the table as I started to draw. My hands were shaking so much I could hardly hold the pencil! After a little while, she said, “How’s it going? Let me look.” She leaned over me to look at my work, so close I could smell her perfume. “Not, bad, but I think you could do a better job of my legs. Look, let me show you…”

To my amazement, she wriggled out of her tight skirt. Her sheer top barely skimmed her thighs, and the sight of her skimpy panties and stocking tops was enough to give me palpitations. She sat on the desk again, parting her legs a little bit so I could see the way her panties stretched tight, just hinting at the contours of her pussy. With a smile, she unbuttoned her top. Her breasts were perfect, and my mouth watered at the thought of sucking her hard nipples. “Well, do you feel inspired?” she murmured, her eyes meeting mine.

It finally dawned on me that she was well aware my interest in her was more than just artistic. My heart pounding, I replied, “Yes… I feel inspired to kiss you.” She smiled again, nodding slightly, and with a sudden surge of courage I moved towards her and pressed my lips against hers.

It was like a trigger; all my nervousness just melted away as she kissed me back, matching my passion. She wrapped her stockinged legs around me, and I slid my hand down between our bodies to rub her pussy through her panties, the dampness of the fabric letting me know that she was just as excited as me.

Now the attraction between us was out in the open, I suddenly felt so confident, so daring; it seemed that Mina was really my sexual muse, allowing me to explore my desires without inhibition. I peeled down her sticky panties, spreading her thighs wide and breathing in the scent of her sex, looking closely at the shiny pink folds, wanting to commit everything to memory.

Grabbing one of my paintbrushes, I licked the handle and then positioned it at the entrance to her wet pussy, pushing gently until it slid all the way inside. Her eyes widened as the girth of the handle stretched her open, and she moaned as I stirred it around and moved it out a little way, then thrust it back in harder. She rocked her hips and I moved it in and out again, finding my rhythm and starting to fuck her the way I liked to do it to myself with my hairbrush. My other hand was stroking and rubbing, squeezing her nipples and strumming her clit. Her cries grew louder and more urgent until suddenly she was cumming, shaking and bucking in my arms.

I think we came to our senses after that and realized we were in a public place where anyone could catch us. Mina got dressed and we went to her house; her parents were out so we could make as much noise as we liked. Over the course of the next few weeks I did everything I had imagined doing with Mina, and plenty of other things she suggested! The portrait of her never did get finished, but I’m sure you can understand why I still consider her to be my muse.

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to me at I don't promise to post it in full, but I will pick out the juiciest bits to share!




Erotic fiction inspired by Elsa

My girlfriend Jane is such a kinky bitch. I’m naturally quiet and shy, but she is always persuading me to do things I wouldn’t dream of doing if she didn’t suggest them. Maybe that’s why I like her so much!

One Sunday morning she looked over at me as I was lying in bed beside her, and said we were going to play a game. Cautiously, I nodded, wondering what she had in store for me. She picked out an outfit for me to wear – black lace panties and a matching babydoll nightie – and then told me to put on a long coat and sneakers. I was trembling with trepidation, anticipation and arousal as she drove me out of town, to a quiet wooded area with some derelict buildings. Nobody else was around as she parked and led me straight to a secluded spot. I realized she must have planned this quite carefully, as I saw a chair that has been placed so it was hidden by a graffiti-covered wall.

I started trembling harder as she told me to remove my coat and sneakers, and then produced a length of cord from her bag. I was starting to guess what she had in mind… and although apprehensive, I could also feel my excitement rising.

“Are you ready?” she asked, looking into my eyes with a serious expression. I knew she was giving me the opportunity to call a halt to this; and suddenly, I didn’t want it to stop. I nodded, and sat down on the chair. I could see her hands shaking as she started to bind my ankles, and I realized she was as turned on as I was. I could feel myself starting to get really wet as she tied my wrists together.

“Now I’m going to leave you here for any passing stranger to find and fuck,” she said. I knew this was a lie. She wouldn’t really leave me here like this… would she? That moment of doubt sent a surge of excitement through me, and I felt the crotch of my panties getting soaked through with my juice. She gave me a lingering look of satisfaction, kissed my lips, and walked away.

It took me a few minutes to register that I really was alone in this secluded spot, bound to a chair in just my lingerie. It was so quiet I could hear the thudding of my heart. I wriggled, trying to get more comfortable, and the cord that ran from my wrists to my ankles was pulled tight against my pussy. That felt good! Sliding forward on the seat, I found I was able to move my hands up and down in a sawing motion, making the rope rub harder between my legs. I opened my thighs until my pussy lips spread stickily apart, angling the rope so it ground right on my clit as I slid it back and forth.

With a flash of inspiration I tugged my panties aside, letting the cord touch my bare, wet flesh. Now I couldn’t hold back, lifting my feet up onto the seat of the chair so my legs were splayed wide, sliding the rope faster and harder until it was smeared with my cream and I could hear the wet sounds of my arousal over the birdsong that seemed to swell up all around me.

Gasping as each new wave of sensation hit me, I bunched up three fingers and thrust them into my slick pussy, riding them urgently, my bound wrists soaked with the juice trickling out of me. My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave, more wetness spurting out to drench my thighs. I sat there shaking, dizzy, mindless, my eyes closed as the aftershocks buzzed through me for what seemed like hours.

My eyes flew open as a sound brought me back to my senses. It was Jane, standing quite close, watching me.

“I knew you just wouldn’t be able to resist touching yourself, you little slut,” she murmured. “Now it’s my turn to touch you.”

Taking my bound hands, she sucked my fingers clean, slowly and deliberately. Then she knelt between my legs, holding my ankles tight so my thighs splayed wide again as she started to lick…

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Erotic fiction inspired by Janelle B

I’m a naturist. I love feeling the sun and the breeze on my naked skin, but I’ll be honest, I also enjoy feeling other people’s eyes on me! I always wonder if they’ve noticed my nipples getting stiff, or caught sight of the sheen of juice on my inner thighs as I bask in their attention. As soon as I’m alone I have to masturbate, imaging that I’m still being watched, and wondering if my recent audience is doing the same thing.

I was at a clifftop resort recently when I let the last of my inhibitions go and did what I’d been dreaming of doing for so long. I was sitting on a rock overlooking the bay when I noticed a couple not far from me, undressing. Maybe they had just come to catch some sun, but the way they kept kissing and touching made me think they had more amorous intentions. Casually, as if I hadn’t seen them, I slid my top down to my waist and starting pinching my nipples. From the corner of my eye I saw them shooting glances at me, and I knew I had their attention.

I wriggled out of my shorts and tossed them aside, then did the same with my top. Lying back on the smooth, sun-warmed rock, I spread my legs and felt the gentle breeze sweep across my tingling pussy. The couple were openly staring now, as the man stood behind his partner and fondled her breasts. I saw her hand creep down to rub her pussy, and I did the same. My pussy was so wet my fingers skated along my slippery slot and I pressed harder, feeling the throbbing sensation deep inside. The couple moved slightly so I could see his erection standing up stiff as a flagpole, and at the sight I shoved two fingers right inside my hot hole and ground against them.

The couple sank to the ground, the woman straddling her lover and sliding down on his hard cock. As she bounced up and down, she stared right at me, and I returned her gaze as I frigged myself harder and faster. My pussy felt so sensitive, it was as if I could feel that rigid cock fucking me, thrusting in and out, my sweet walls clenching around it. My hand was soaked with my juice, the most intense excitement coursing through my body as I spasmed and shook my way to a terrific orgasm. My voyeur timed her climax to mine, and I heard her cry out just as I hit the peak of bliss. I saw her hips buck, and then her man started thrusting up into her rapidly as he came too.

After that I put my clothes on and crept away, leaving them to kiss and cuddle in the afterglow of their fun. I’ve replayed the scene in my head over and over since then, and the thrill of being watched never diminishes!

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    beetle 9 hours ago

    An extravagant and absolutely strong appearance. The black background with the red circle - awesome. And in front that, one of the most beautiful girls in the world - Sybil A.
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    Rose 12 hours ago

    Sybil is stunning.

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    DWR-981 17 hours ago

    Production, photography, direction - 8/10
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    Body positivity; female body hair - 0/10
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    SUM: 6,5/10

    There's no worth-while change after Sandy's previous one, titled "To A Point". The concept and the direction leaves plenty to be desired, but Shane Shadow measured to Shane Shadow has a well-balanced standard. I think, Sandy is not MetArt-compatible for her bodily characters, but the sight of how she can get excited is something beautiful and for only this, her movies worth it.

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    DWR-981 18 hours ago

    Production, photography, direction - 8/10
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    Body positivity; naturalness, skin, shape & forms - 10/10
    Body positivity; body hair / fullness of intimate hair - 0/10
    Sensuality, acting, being there in mind - 8/10

    SUM: 7,2/10

    Fun play with the lipstick, but makes no sense. Maybe had she drawn something on her skin, but she just made a scribble. :) Her performing is better, than last time in "Cumming Hard". It's probably because the choice of the location. I can not highlight some remarkable moments, neither serious mistakes. It's average.

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    DWR-981 18 hours ago

    Production, photography, direction - 8/10
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    SUM: 7,3/10

    There is a definite progression that can be percieved on this film. Apparently Daiga starts to feel good about her roles. The music was a very good addition to the concept of the movie. Still the realisation is very simple to me and i really missed Daiga's pubic hair from her previous movies, but something has started.

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    DWR-981 19 hours ago

    Production, photography, direction - 10/10
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    SUM: 8,8/10

    The soft music and how Jia prepares nicely to get tied up gave a clearly erotic atmosphere to the movie. Jia is cute and sexy even with that ball in her mouth. She performed authentically and very sensually. I loved her sweet voices as she enjoyed herself and her slow, voluptuous moves. One of the rare moments, when it didn't bother me that she had the saliva ran out of her mouth in streams. :) And after her beautiful shaky orgasm - or she's a damn good actress - the music closes the frame. Very fine work! Well done!

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    DWR-981 19 hours ago

    Production, photography, direction - 6/10
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    SUM: 6,2/10

    The film is too long - almost half an hour - and compared to its length is too slow and eventless. Fifteen minutes would have been completely enough for this act. In my view making a lengthy erotic or porn movie is always risky for a director - and for a model or an actress too -, because the time must be spended or filled with acts, events or overwhelming sensuality. And it's obviously not easy. I often felt the zoom too strong and ineffectual, and some actions of Melody pointless. The long time could have been colored possibly with quiet music in the background or it is possible too, that i'm not stocking fetishist enough, but i was lucky enough to see one of the most boring creations of Sandra.

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    Nick101 1 day ago

    Seems a shame to do a pee thing with no open pussy.

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