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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…

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.

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The Life Erotic nominated for XBIZ Adult Site of the Year award!

We’re so excited to announce that The Life Erotic is on the finalist nominees list for the Adult Site of the Year – Erotic award at the 2017 XBIZ Awards.

We pride ourselves on pushing sexual boundaries with beautifully daring film and photography here at TLE. We feature gorgeous girls exploring the darker side of pleasure with kinky games, fetish fun and BDSM adventures. We love what we do and we hope you do too, so being nominated for this prestigious accolade means the world to us. XBIZ is the premier authority on adult industry news, so what they don’t know about the entertainment world isn’t worth knowing!

The XBIZ Awards show will take place in Las Vegas on January 12, 2017. Wish us luck!

 

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My pantyhose fetish

I have a thing for pantyhose. I love feeling them stretched tight against my pussy when I’m not wearing any panties. I like to stand in front of the mirror, admiring myself in a short dress, flashing my nylon-covered crotch, then gradually revealing it more and more blatantly. It makes me so wet, imagining a stranger’s eyes on me, seeing how aroused I’m getting as I give him or her an illicit show.

Do other girls get a thrill from doing this? I’m sure they must. That’s why I love the pantyhose photosets and movies on The Life Erotic. It’s a turn on for me when the model starts out with her pussy and ass covered by pantyhose – especially the sheer, flesh-colored ones – and then rips them open to show how juiced-up she is.

When I’m alone, I put on a pair of sheer pantyhose and rub my fingers over my clit. Touching myself through the nylon feels really different to doing it naked. There’s a certain smoothness, but also more friction. It can make me cum almost too quickly, I struggle to hold back and draw out the pleasure. My nails scratch along the seam, which I make sure is positioned right over my clit, easing my hood open a fraction more every time. Pretty soon, my pussy spreads open and my pantyhose are all wet; then I press my fingers as far inside as the fabric will let them go. I don’t care if they tear or hold by then, I’m too far gone.

When it’s warm out, I like to go out wearing a pair of pantyhose and no underwear. Before I’ve even left the house I’m getting wet, and that feeling of my juice spreading out over the crotch of my pantyhose makes me even wetter. I take a walk and look out for other women in pantyhose. When it’s hot, the constraints of my hose and the heat combine and I get a little sweaty, which makes my pantyhose cling even tighter to my legs and ass. I’ll go into town and walk up and down the steps to the public library, hoping someone’s close enough behind me to catch a glimpse of my wetness.

I used to keep my fetish to myself, but now I have become confident enough to share it with my partners. It has led to some very intense encounters that are more adventurous than you would imagine someone like me would ever experience. I think when I’m wearing pantyhose I feel a lot braver and more daring. I am attracted to other women wearing pantyhose. I haven’t had that many partners, it’s not like I’m looking for a relationship with another woman, but it is something that fulfils a need in me. I have hooked up with a few women through a dating website and that’s how I discovered scissoring. There is nothing in the world more arousing than grinding my nylon clad pussy up against another as she runs her hands over my thighs and rubs her stockinged feet over my breasts and face. That is so hot!

My boyfriends discover that if I’m wearing pantyhose they have a green light. I love sitting with my legs crossed as a man’s hands caress my legs, fingers sliding between my thighs to rub my pussy. My most adventurous lover didn’t just use his fingers; he fed on my fetish, getting off on rubbing his cock on my pantyhose. He was a foot taller than me, and would turn me around, lift up my skirt and push his erection inside the waistline of my nylons, bending me over as he peeled them down just enough to enter me. If I kept my legs tight together, his thrusting would grind my clit against the seam of my hosiery; then he would cum fast, pulling out just enough to shoot his spunk all over my pantyhose. When he was done, he would pull them back up over my hips and rub his cock against me while it was still stiff, so his jizz spread all over the soaked pantyhose. I cannot tell you how hard that used to make me cum. My fantasy now is to find a guy daring enough to wear pantyhose for me, and let my rub his stiff cock through the nylon, and grind against it until it’s soaked with my pussy cream and his cum. I masturbate whenever I think about that…

 

If you have a fetish you’d like to write about or see featured in a photoshoot on The Life Erotic, we’d love to hear from you! Comment below or email fanfiction@metart.com.

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Ghosts, Episode Three: Disorientation

An erotic fantasy inspired by Charles Lakante’s “Radio Ghost” featuring Paula Shy.

This is a continuation from episode two, which was posted on this blog on October 10th 2016. The story so far: Paula feels a presence in the house with her, hungry to seduce her. Its touch becomes tangible as it undresses her, binding her to the staircase. The mysterious presence guides her to masturbate, tormenting her with the loss of control until it finally allows her to orgasm.

The story continues…

“Our bodies are the gates and our senses the keys. Once those doors are opened, everything can flow in. Or out...”

A small desk lamp stood on the clean parquet, the only source of light inside the dark, narrow corridor. Paula stood beside the lamp, completely naked. Inside the claustrophobic space, she could almost feel the cold caress of the walls on her skin.

The storm of sensations running across her body and mind were dancing a chaotic ballet. She felt disturbed. Where was she? What was this place? There was a strange silence, the kind of silence found on a late summer evening, when even the crickets are still.

The air around her moved, stirred by a presence unseen.  It was here, watching her…

Paula could feel it staring, carefully observing every millimeter of her. It loved to admire her, and took a particular liking to her erogenous zones, staring at her most intimate parts. With no restraint, it viewed her from all angles, inspecting her pussy closely, moving around her body to gaze intensely at her asshole and pussy from between her cheeks, surveying her heavy breasts.

She could sense its hunger for her again, a ripple in the air around her. She could feel those millions of eyes on her pussy and asshole, pressing up against them. Her body was screaming to be penetrated and pleasured hard, over and over. The sight of her naked pussy, available, wanting, drove its excitement levels out of control once again; not because it wanted to fuck her but because the excitement born from its gaze had filled Paula with heavy desire – it was Paula who was begging for satisfaction and she didn’t even realize it.

Deep down inside, nerves took hold – the dank corridor left her disoriented and confused. Yet those invisible eyes all over her body made her feel so loved, admired and desired. Paula felt a pang of fear; she was completely at its mercy. She could neither see nor touch it, but she could feel it all over her body. She was perfectly aware of its predatory desire for her, of the infinite sexual hunger for her, and she knew that it could jump on her in a matter of seconds and do whatever it wanted, hard as it wanted and for as long it wanted. It was this fact that turned her on so much, and filled her with unbridled lust.

Paula could even perceive every single dirty thing it might do to her. If only it had its own body to play with hers – it would’ve sucked her toes while foot fucking her pussy, it would’ve licked her armpits while squeezing her breasts hard with one hand and teasing the hell out of her pussy with the other, it would’ve tongue fucked her bellybutton while finger fucking her pussy, toying with her G-spot, then licked and tongue fucked her asshole.

This never-ending storm of filthy thoughts filled Paula’s mind in the blink of an eye. She wondered were these thoughts coming from her or was it already fucking her in her mind? It didn’t matter, Paula was horny, that much was clear; goose bumps rose on her skin, her nipples popped up, begging to be sucked, and her pussy spread open, her hole glistening with the first signs of juice as her clit began to twitch and harden, yearning for attention.

Paula’s toned thighs rubbed against each other, titillating her pussy, making her even hornier. She was on the verge of losing control completely and she could feel its admiring gaze encouraging her. Its excitement was growing in tandem with hers, she could feel it tasting her first drops of pleasure, anticipating whatever was coming next – something much more intense and kinky.

As Paula became more aroused, she grew more expectant, feeling that at any moment it would take her any way it pleased. She was begging for it with every nerve in her body. But still it held off, surrounding her. It was there, a millimeter from her naked, soft skin, and it was waiting patiently.

A barely audible creak broke the silence; the front door at the end of the corridor slowly opened. Distracted by the unsettling sound, Paula’s beautiful eyes moved to watch. Outside was darkness; more than a mere absence of light, it appeared almost as a dense, oily liquid filling the space beyond the door. The dim light from the lamp revealed a staircase descending into the gloom, where a strange and unsettling red light began to glow.

‘Is that the exit? Is it letting me go?’ Paula was even more confused. The sexual excitement suffused her, building to a furious lust that stimulated every inch of her perfect body; and as the door opened she suddenly realized that she could move freely.

Why was she still there, at its mercy, then? It wasn’t holding her any more. It was outside her body. The exit was in front of her. She could leave and forget that place at any time, she could be free from its will, from its hunger and desires – but was this what she actually wanted?

The way out had no visible appeal; it was suffocating and oppressive. Those stairs filled her with a sense of dread, as something even scarier lurked beyond them. It was almost as if outside the door there was nothing but a shapeless mass, dull feelings and soul blindness. Nothing Paula recognized as a part of herself. She knew deep down inside that stepping through that door would’ve been like rejecting her very own essence somehow.

The door was there, opened wide, but it wasn’t calling for Paula at all. With complete freedom to move, Paula decide to stand still, her eyes on the open passage to nowhere, feeling its gaze on her naked body, from every angle. A gust of warm air travelled gently between Paula’s thighs, and moved around her.

Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her; someone or something was approaching!

Paula felt vulnerable. Who was it? She was completely naked, stalked by an invisible predator – just thinking about it was driving her sexual excitement through the roof. She didn’t want to turn around. The footsteps were very close to her now, she could even see the top of a long shadow materializing!

Step after step.

The shadow was right behind her. She could feel the unmistakable warmth of another body.

‘Turn around!’

Something was compelling her to turn and discover who it was standing right behind her. She was scared and incredibly excited, her pussy drooling juices all over her inner thighs and onto the floor. Now the mysterious presence seemed a little further away, as if enjoying the whole scene from a distance. Why?

Paula slowly turned around. Her heart beat rapidly as the sexual excitement boiled inside her. Her bare feet moved on the warm parquet, stepping in the sticky drops of her own juice.

What she saw standing there before her blew her mind.

To be continued…

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.

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Alone: craving my own touch

Erotic fiction inspired by “Not At Home” starring Emily J

Don't get me wrong; I love traveling, and I love visiting my family. I just can't be myself here. It's been so long that I am no longer used to company. When I am home by myself, I rarely even wear clothes. I’m naked all the time, even when I’m doing my chores. I am free to do what I want. At any given moment, I can touch myself, enjoy my body in privacy. Not here.

It only took a few days of being here to realize how much I have changed. I am no longer used to conversation where I have to mind my manners. Here, I can't talk about my desires and fantasies. I can't watch my favorite erotica over a bowl of cereal, masturbate, and then go about my day. I feel like I’m going crazy!

Right now, we are all sitting at dinner. I am outwardly calm, but actually thinking about a sexy story I read. My imagination gets vivid. I am replaying the carnal images in my head as I ask my cousin to pass the salt. I slightly regret reading it before coming down to dinner. The more I fight it, the more it takes me over. I am so stirred up. I feel like a caged animal. I am craving my own touch. I can think of nothing else but having an orgasm as I sit smiling calmly, picking at my food. I feel dizzy just thinking about touching myself. It's so inappropriate to feel this way right now. I shut my eyes for a moment, trying not to think about sex as I wipe the corners of my mouth with my napkin. I am about to burst!

“May I be excused?” I ask abruptly. I don't wait for a response from anyone but walk swiftly out of the room. Maybe it’s a bit extreme. Instead of going to my bedroom, I wind up grabbing my wallet and keys from the table in the hall, and driving to a nearby motel. I just want to be alone. I don't want to hear any other voices but mine. I don't want to be around anybody. I’m craving the touch of my own hands and nothing else.

I check in and go straight to the bed. The room is homely and dusty, perfect actually. I don't want to see any more fancy things. I take off everything except my sweater and lie down on the bed. The silence is so soothing. I stare off into space a while, relieved to be in my own company. I’m finally free to be myself. I run my hands down my body slowly. I pull up my sweater and caress my breasts. I haven't held them in days. My skin is craving my hands like a long lost lover aches for their partner.

I begin grazing my nails over my torso, slowly whirling my fingers over my skin, crossing my ribs, and curving down to my hips. I lick my lips as my fingers take turns sliding over the crease of my pussy. My clit is already swollen and yearning for friction. I continue to tease myself just a little longer: up and down, up and down, soft and slow. I insert my fingers in my cunt and look down to see how wet I am. My fingers are slick and soaked from just one dip. I suck my fingers into my mouth to taste myself. I’ve missed the taste of my juice, so sweet and slippery. My mouth is watering, saliva trickling down my chin. I lick as low as I can to catch every drop.

I spread my legs wider and stick two fingers from my left hand inside my pussy. My right hand circles my clit just the way I like. It’s exactly what I’ve wanted to do for days. I curve my fingers inward, massaging my G-spot. My right hand circles faster. My pussy juices leak down to the sheets beneath my ass.

Suddenly my phone rings. I'm sure someone has noticed by now that I’m no longer in the house. I smile to myself, knowing I will have to come up with some lame excuse. I don't care right now. All I can think about is my orgasm. My desire to touch myself has taken over my sanity.

I moan breathlessly as I finger-fuck myself harder. My feet roam restlessly over the bed, my whole body chasing after my climax. Sweat drips from my face. I want to come so badly!

My phone rings again. It doesn't even phase me this time. I’m still concentrating on myself, and my longing for culmination. I raise my pelvis off the bed. My stomach muscles spasm as I come closer. I began spanking my pussy mound. The slight sting adds to my pleasure. I circle my fingers faster over my clit until I finally burst. The throbbing release is exquisite! I squeeze my thighs tightly together, my hand still gripping my pussy. I lick the juices off my other hand, basking in the haze of my orgasm. I am so satisfied.

I lie there a while, staring at the ceiling. I hang my head over the edge of the bed and feel the soothing rush of blood. I feel so calm and collected. My phone rings again and I finally answer it. It’s my aunt, asking where I am. She sounds worried. I hadn’t realized I’d been gone so long. I tell her I’ve just gone for a drive and will be back soon. I lie there for a few more minutes, enjoying the peace of my own company. I feel better already, more like myself. I return to my family's house and engage in conversion as if I never even left the house.

 

If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to fanfiction@metart.com. We don't promise to post it in full, but we will pick out the juiciest bits to share! To see more stories and true confessions, check out our free fiction site, MyErotica.com.

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Daring star Kira Zen reveals her kinky side!

Kira Zen is an interesting girl, about as far from the blonde porn dolly stereotype as it’s possible to imagine. She has strong features, with high cheekbones and vivid eyes, and looks taller than 5’6” due to her long, lean figure. And that sensational ass certainly deserves a mention! Since the Czech starlet made her debut on our sister site Viv Thomas back in July she has fascinated members there, who have described her as unique, sweet, hot, sexy, charming, gorgeous and funny, to list just a few of the epithets she has inspired.

Now Kira has given her kinky side free rein here at The Life Erotic, working with renowned MetArt Network director Alis Locanta – also making his TLE debut – to create intelligent and arousing movies with a decidedly boundary-pushing edge. In “Submitted” she dons a latex bit-gag and spanks her own peachy ass in a spirited subversion of sub play, while in “Inside Me,” released this week, she indulges in some intense frottage and panty stuffing that results in a shattering orgasm. It’s quite a way to make an impact!

Kira has a very cute behind-the-scenes interview on Viv Thomas, which shows off her very engaging personality. You can find the full movie here but here are a few highlights.

Kira, please tell us about yourself…

KZ:  I am 25. I am from the Czech Republic, and now I live in Prague. My favorite thing is my dog – yeah, I love my dog. I started shooting movies about six months ago because I saw naked pictures of my girlfriend and I wanted to do the same.

What is your favorite thing about your body?

KZ: My ass! I go to the gym maybe twice a week.

You’ve made some amazing movies with Alis Locanta that have a BDSM flavor. Are you more dominant or submissive?

KZ: In real life I am sometimes dominant and sometimes submissive, it depends on the man or the girl. What I like most is kissing and touching.

Are you bisexual?

KZ: I like boys more than girls, but I find girls more attractive. I like to touch their skin and their hair, but the most beautiful thing on a girl is the mouth – I like kissing them. I like natural girls because for me, natural beauty is the best. I hate plastic tits. I like natural, kind, romantic boys, but during sex I like it a little bit hard. I’ve never had a sexual relationship with a girl in real life, but I would like to have a girlfriend.

What do you enjoy doing?

KZ: I like going to the beach and watching films. I like secrets and surprises. If a man surprises me, it’s the best thing.

What’s your sexual fantasy?

KZ: I would like to have sex with one boy and two girls.

Where’s the most unusual place you’ve had sex?

KZ: I had anal sex in the larder, it was very crazy, because there was spaghetti, bananas, and dishes everywhere – and my mom showed up just as we finished.

Do you remember your first orgasm?

KZ: Yes, I was lucky because I thought I couldn’t have a real orgasm. It was with my ex-boyfriend, we were in bed and he fucked me hard and it happened.

Do you like to masturbate?

KZ: I like masturbating a lot. I do it every day. I use my hand and rub myself.

How would you describe yourself?

KZ: I think I am a kind person, and I think I have big sex appeal. I am a happy girl. I’m an exhibitionist. I like to be naked everywhere, at home, at the beach…!

 

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Vote no on Prop 60!

Adult industry players and civil rights activists across the world are uniting to oppose Proposition 60, a new proposal that would make the use of condoms mandatory in all adult films shot in California.

Proposition 60 goes to the vote on November 8, 2016. And while its sponsors claim the bill is intended as a protective measure, its many critics believe it could have serious repercussions for the safety and freedom of adult performers.

Citizens as ‘condom cops’

One of the most unusual and disturbing aspects of Prop 60 is that it allows any Californian resident to file a for-profit lawsuit if a condom is not visible in a single frame of a video – and without having to provide evidence that they suffered any harm in doing so.

Not only does this open the door to frivolous lawsuits; but it allows private citizens access to the personal information of adult performers simply by opening up a lawsuit, whether it is legitimate or not, making them easy prey for stalkers.

And Prop 60 makes anyone with a financial interest in an adult movie, such as a producer or distributor, liable for prosecution. Industry insiders fear this irregular and highly alarming provision could even extend liability to hotels and cable companies, giving it far-reaching consequences.

The adult industry already safeguards its own health

Those behind the Proposition say it’s a protective measure, and argue that it would send out a safer-sex message to viewers. There is already a law in place in California that requires condom use in adult movies, but lead sponsor of Proposition 60, Michael Weinstein, president of the AIDS Healthcare Foundation, says the state isn’t doing enough to enforce it.

This heavy-handed approach fails to acknowledge that industry performers undergo testing for HIV and STD infection every two weeks as standard. In fact there has not been an HIV transmission case linked to the industry in 12 years. 

Adult performers say that in some cases condoms can actually increase risk by causing friction and tearing, and they want the freedom to make their own choices. Proposition 60 is a violation of their civil rights.

Driving the industry underground

Earlier legislation – the notorious Measure B – drove a lot of the adult industry out of LA, resulting in economic losses to the state. It also forced elements of the adult film industry underground, increasing the vulnerability of performers by exposing them to more dangerous work.

A YES vote for Proposition 60 has the potential to intensify this situation.

Strong opposition from all sides

Prop 60 is being opposed not just by Californian adult performers and producers, but also by major newspapers and political organizations in the state, and public interest groups such as the Free Speech Coalition.

The Los Angeles County Commission on HIV, Equality California and AIDS Project Los Angeles are all opposing Prop 60, putting the lie to the implication that it is primarily intended to protect health. Members of both the state Democratic and Republican parties are also on record as opposing Proposition 60. 

The MetArt Network has joined the protest against Prop 60 to safeguard the privacy and freedom of choice of all those involved in creating and enjoying adult entertainment. We hope you’ll join us in voting NO to Proposition 60.

 

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Restraint: Amanda’s first bondage game

Erotic fiction inspired by Viola Bailey in “Restricted

“Why do you insist on behaving so badly?” asked Tara.

“I… I don’t know,” replied Amanda. “I try not to, but…”

Tara didn’t give Amanda the chance to finish her sentence. “Shut up and get undressed,” she demanded.

Amanda did as she was told, and then stood naked and shivering with anticipation. Tara fetched something from the nightstand – a pair of padded leather cuffs, and a kinky outfit that consisted of nothing more than latex straps. Silently, Tara helped Amanda put on the outfit, then strapped the cuffs around her wrists, slapped her on the ass, and led her to the bed. Amanda had never played this kind of game before, and she was nervous, but intrigued and excited too.

Tara pushed her onto her back, ordering her, “Arms above your head.”

Amanda raised her arms and Tara attached the wrist cuffs to the metal hoops and chains that were fixed to the bedhead, restraining her. Tara leaned in and arranged the straps of the bodysuit so they were squeezing Amanda’s ample breasts a little tighter. She tugged at the bottom part so it slid up into Amanda’s ass crack.

“Spread your legs!” Tara said. She fastened another set of padded cuffs around Amanda’s ankles and secured them at the end of the bed. Amanda’s thoughts ricocheted between trepidation and excitement, and her body started to tingle.

Tara closed Amanda’s eyes with her fingertips and in a brusque tone, said, “Make sure they stay that way!” Her fingers trailed down over Amanda’s lips, and then down to her chest. Amanda shuddered, feeling her nipples stiffen. Tara started stroking and squeezing Amanda’s breasts and tweaking her nipples, making her gasp and squirm at the strangely unsettling but arousing sensations.

When Amanda was so turned on she thought she might come just from having her nipples played with, Tara suddenly stopped touching her. Amanda didn’t know how long for, but it felt like hours. She felt the loss of touch like a physical pang, and opened her eyes to seek out her lover.

“I thought I told you to keep your eyes closed!” Tara said, her tone low and dangerous. Amanda screwed her eyes tight shut, and heard Tara’s spike heels tap across the room, pause, and walk back again. Tara slid something over her eyes; it felt like a leather blindfold.

As Tara resumed tugging on Amanda’s nipples, the submissive darling realized that wearing a blindfold actually heightened her senses. Tara started kissing and nipping her all over – on her neck, her breasts, and down her tummy, making her shiver and twitch. When Tara reached Amanda’s thighs she started licking them, slowly; and as she got closer to her pussy, Amanda’s body started bucking off the bed, chasing the sensation. Tara stopped what she was doing.

“No,” Amanda whispered. “Please don’t stop.”

“Silence!” Tara said coldly. “You never, ever speak when I’m in charge – you hear me?” Amanda nodded, and Tara pinched her nipple, hard.

“Do you want me to carry on?” Tara asked.

Amanda nodded again, trying to convey all her eagerness and desperation in the gesture. Tara’s touch was gentle despite her stern words as she lowered her head between Amanda’s thighs again and licked closer and closer to her pussy. Finally, when the anticipation was driving Amanda wild, Tara tugged aside the single latex strap that was covering the slit of her pussy and ran her tongue along its cream-slick length.

Amanda’s legs started shaking uncontrollably as Tara pulled the fleshy hood of her engorged clit back and flicked the tip of her tongue against it, then licked harder as she slid a couple of fingers inside her soaked hole. Tara felt the straps of the bodysuit tightening around her thrashing body as the strokes of Tara’s tongue and fingers drove her steadily towards orgasm. The pressure built and she was on the verge of coming when suddenly Tara moved away from her again.

Devastated, Amanda heard her lover walk out of the room. To be brought so close to orgasm and then abandoned felt unbearable. Her whole body trembled and pulsed with unreleased tension. She had no idea how long Tara was gone for, but it felt like forever.

To her surprise, Amanda’s arousal didn’t diminish at all, but just kept growing and growing; so when Tara did finally return, it took all her self-control not to beg for what she needed. To her relief Tara didn’t tease her again, but clamped her mouth on Amanda’s pussy and drove her tongue deep inside her dripping wet hole. Amanda bucked her hips against Tara’s mouth, making the straps of the bodysuit pull tight against her body again, but the sensation seemed blissful – all pain had transformed into pleasure.

Now Tara pressed down on her hips, holding her steady so the intense sensations focused with laser accuracy on her clit and G-spot. She was so close to orgasm, so when Tara stopped again she couldn’t stop herself from gasping out, “No! Please don’t stop!”

Tara didn’t chastise her this time though. Instead she straddled Amanda in a sixty-nine, grinding her sodden slot against Amanda’s mouth. Amanda lapped voraciously at Tara’s sweet and musky pussy, evidently earning her dominant girlfriend’s approval as Tara began eating her again. When she thrust two fingers deep inside Amanda’s saturated snatch and started fucking her hard and fast with them, it tipped Amanda over the edge into an overwhelming climax.

Tara rocked harder on Amanda’s mouth as she rode out the waves of her orgasm, fingering her right through the powerful tremors. She was still convulsing in ecstasy as Tara raised herself off her face, and with a primal scream of pleasure squirted her warm juices all over Amanda’s face. Amanda released a torrent of juice that dribbled between Tara’s fingers as the sensation gave her another jolt of pure sexual nirvana.

As Amanda lay catching her breath, sticky and still shackled to the bed, she knew she’d just experienced something that would enliven her sex life forever. She wondered how it would feel to switch and experience being the dominant partner…

 

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Tickle my pink

Laughter is infectious, but it affects some of us differently to others. Tickling turns me on. In fact, I had my first orgasm fantasizing about being tickled. Personally, I think having a tickle fetish is no stranger than being into massage, since the mechanics of it are all about being touched in a particular way, except that usually in the tickling scene the ticklee is bound or tied in a way that gives complete access to their most ticklish parts.

In the tickling scene – and thanks to the internet there is such a thing – you are either a ticklee or a tickler. But unlike BDSM, a fetish that has certain similarities, everyone is usually happy to be both. I have yet to meet a person who likes being tickled but isn’t willing to be a tickler themselves when the time comes around.

I get wet within a few minutes of starting to be ticked, probably because I’ve attached a deep sexual desire to it. My favorite thing is to have my hands tied to the bedhead above me, but my feet free of constraint, and only be wearing panties – I like that small layer of protection because it leaves a trace of doubt about how far this is going to go. Then my boyfriend, who knows my entire body map of tickle spots like the back of his hand by now, will tease me with a feather. That quickly escalates to fingers and by the time he’s reached my belly, I am wild with desire and laughing myself hysterical.

Sometimes, it’s purely playful – for instance, I’m in the kitchen cooking and he’ll jump out on me and tickle me mercilessly. Other times he’ll tickle me for a half hour without removing my underwear and it never goes further than that. These are rare occasions for us since my boyfriend isn’t actually a tickle lover himself, this is just for my own personal gratification. But for the main, in my life, tickling is a precursor to sex.

This is not how it is for everybody, I’m more than aware of that. Before I met my current boyfriend, I was a member of some small tickle groups, and we would all meet up in twos or threes and indulge in some tickle sessions, just pure tickling, nothing else. It was a good mix of people, a good balance of ticklees and ticklers, and a great way to while away an afternoon. When you have three people in a hotel room together and each of them just loves to be tickled, the time flies by in a chorus of laughter, giggling and straight up cackling.

Some of the people in the group had some embarrassment about what they were into, and I can understand that. There’s always a stigma to anything that’s out of the ordinary. I’ve tried reasoning with some, but at the end of the day, you can’t reason away a person’s shame, that’s something they have to do for themselves. The good news is, though, that since they’re into tickling, they’ll always be able to laugh about it.

 

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    Rose 8 hours ago

    So erotic – the way Luna's pussy twitches as the oil runs over it is hot! She is really something special. She looks magnificent all oiled up!

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    Rose 9 hours ago

    Love the outfit – and the intensity of those beautiful eyes!

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    Mimi17 12 hours ago

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    Lucy Heart is rapidly becoming a major star, she's so beautiful and I love that she's not afraid to embrace her kinky nature. Nipple clamps and a dildo in the ass, oh my! :-)

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    Rose 2 days ago

    well she's always so cute and perky and smiley, I think she looks more teasing and seductive here. But I would love to see her go really kinky in TLE style :-)

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    Mimi17 3 days ago

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    Mimi17 4 days ago

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    Mimi17 4 days ago

    With her flushed face and neck, you know Charlotta is FOR REAL. She cums a couple of times fingering herself, vaginally and anal..I love the way she walks around naked setting up her space for a good wank. Also, the close ups of her sweet pussy are excellent by James Cook. Why isn't this woman out there? Rose?

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    Mimi17 4 days ago

    Charlotta is at it again..coming twice with her fingers in her pussy then rubbing her clit and yelling out til she cums again. I notice all her films are with James Cook. I don't know why this woman isn't up there with Henessy or even Emily J as she certainly has her own style.

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