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The transformative power of touch

In SexArt director Andrej Lupin’s stimulating massage movie “Ecstasy,” Tyler Nixon transports voluptuous Nekane into a world of unfettered ecstasy, in part through the expert use of his hands. Lupin’s vision perfectly illustrates the overwhelming sensations that can be generated through the power of touch. He’s not alone in recognizing this notion; art historian and museum educator Georgia Krantz is currently employing the power of touch as a new way of ‘seeing’ art.

Krantz is the creator of the “Mind’s Eye” tours at New York’s Guggenheim – a series of sensory experience workshops for museumgoers who are blind or have impaired vision. She takes a multisensory approach to the art experience, incorporating the use of touch and smell to elicit the same, or at least similar emotions to those of sighted viewers.

“We see through our brains, not our eyes,” says Krantz. “The eye is just one of the channels through which sensory information is passed to the brain for processing.”

Krantz’s theory is supported by scientific findings that reveal human senses interact in a number of brain areas previously considered vision-specific; so effectively, the sense of touch can stimulate neurons normally reserved for sighted individuals. With the right tools, neuroscientists believe that blind museumgoers can be moved by visual art just like anyone else – that the essence of painted or sculpted art isn’t vision, but the meaningful connection created between artist and audience.

When posed with the task of interpreting contemporary artist Jeff Koons’ “Play-Doh” – a ten foot high, neon-colored mound of aluminum sculpted to resemble the popular, pliable modeling material – when it was on display at the Whitney Museum’s 2014 retrospective, Krantz handed out actual Play-Doh to blind visitors and asked them to squeeze and smell it. To get across the artwork’s ‘visual deceit,’ she then presented them with a sample of the metal used in its construction, and walked the visitors around the sculpture to give them a sense of its enormity.

Regarding artworks of an erotic nature, one of Krantz’s colleagues once used a silicone breast implant to translate Salvador Dali’s Surrealist art style. Because silicone gel mimics the feel of human fat so well, it proved extremely effective in conveying the way that Dali painted the bizarre melting and morphing bodies he’s most famous for.

Here’s hoping that one day Krantz might apply her technique to such artworks as Jeff Koons’ controversial and provocative “Made in Heaven” series. A modern day play on Adam and Eve, it features sculptures and photographs of Koons and his future bride Ilona Staller (better known as Italian porn star Cicciolina) in no-holes barred sexual scenarios.

Ultimately, there’s a great irony to Krantz’s wonderful approach to art appreciation. She and her colleagues question whether or not museums should quit striving to be quiet, odourless environments full of ‘Do not Touch’ signs, in favor of providing everyone, sighted or not, with better ways to engage with the art.

Whether you’re an art lover or not, I’d strongly recommend you watch “Ecstasy.” You can’t fail to be moved by what it says about the power of intimate touch.

About the author:

UK-based artist Billy Chainsaw specializes in mixed-media pop art and has exhibited in numerous galleries in such far-flung locations as London and Los Angeles. Learn more about his work at www.koolkrakenincorporated.com

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Fucking the new neighbor

Erotic fiction inspired by Malena Morgan in “Vacillant

Rachel was relaxing in the kitchen, halfway through her first cup of coffee. She stepped outside for a smoke and noticed a van pull up in the driveway next door. The large, ramshackle house had been empty for years. Rachel lived in a quiet, gated community deep in the countryside that consisted mostly of families and retirees, so she was mildly surprised to see a young woman step out of the truck.

Rachel puffed incessantly as her new neighbor smiled and waved a greeting. She had long, lustrous, brown hair. A sudden gust of wind picked it up and waved it around her angelic face. Rachel smiled back calmly, but deep inside she was stirring with animal lust. She stubbed out her cigarette and stepped back inside after one more wistful look at the girl.

The movers carried the girl’s belongings inside swiftly, while she unpacked a load of exotic plants and flowers, finishing the job by placing a picnic table in her backyard; and then the movers were gone, the truck disappearing down the street. From her kitchen window, Rachel had the perfect view of her neighbor. She had changed into another outfit that was more suitable for a warm summer’s day. Of all the things she could have worn, the sexy babe had slipped on a translucent white tank top that showed her tantalizing perky breasts. Rachel could plainly see her nipples through the sheer cloth, hard as bullets.

Rachel found an excuse to stay at the window, washing dishes that had already been cleaned once. She kept her eyes on her neighbor at all times. The water trickled over the plates as Rachel felt herself moistening inside her panties. Her neighbor looked up as she finished arranging her plants, their eyes locking; then she gave Rachel a dazzling smile.

To Rachel’s utter astonishment and delight, the girl took off her shorts and sat up on the picnic table. She made sure to face Rachel head on as she spread her legs wide, tugging her turquoise panties aside to reveal her beautiful pussy. The girl was posing just for Rachel. She lay back on the table and let her radiant hair tumble over the edge. Rachel could barely contain herself as she watched her neighbor slide her tank top up over her chest. She played with her pert breasts, teasing the nipples. Then she pointed a finger at Rachel, before curling it seductively, inviting her to come over.

Rachel swallowed hard and wiped her hands on her shirt. Eagerly, she stepped out of her house and through her neighbor's gate. The girl was still on the table, lying back comfortably, her legs spread wide. Rachel stepped closer. At first, she simply stood beside her, marveling at her flawless skin. She licked her lips and ran the back of her hand between the girl’s breasts and over her stomach.

The girl sat up and pulled Rachel close. She wrapped her legs around Rachel's waist and smoothed her hands down Rachel’s arms. Rachel leaned in, hovering her lips inches from the seductive brunette. She moved closer for a kiss, but the girl shied away. She smiled teasingly at Rachel and wrapped her hand lightly around her neck, keeping her at bay.

With her free hand, the girl reached under Rachel's shirt. Rachel leaned close, pushing against the girl’s fingers. Closer still, so that their breasts pressed together. She stole a deep kiss. Her pelvis ground against the girl’s pussy, so warm and wet. The girl's legs wrapped tighter around Rachel's waist, and she grabbed her face to kiss her deeper.

Rachel was overwhelmed with sensation. The aroma of exotic flowers filled the air as the summer breeze cooled their bodies. Her thighs moistened as she ground her hips harder. The girl reached inside Rachel's soft cotton leggings and cupped her mound. She played with Rachel's clit agonizingly slowly, and then slid her fingers into her soaked pussy. Rachel was hoping the girl would thrust her fingers, but she just held them still, forcing Rachel to rock her hips up and down on her hand.

Rachel grew more breathless with each dip. She pressed her pelvis over the girl's palm as juice dripped around the top of her thighs. She was so close! Then, all of a sudden the girl pulled her hand out of Rachel's pants. She pushed her slick fingers into Rachel's mouth, making her taste herself. Rachel lapped up her own juices and nibbled the girl’s fingers.

The girl peeled off her damp panties and pulled Rachel down onto the table, straddling her in a 69 position. She hovered her pussy over Rachel’s mouth, teasing as Rachel tried to lick her, then finally dipping down to let Rachel get a proper taste. She flipped her long hair over one shoulder and leaned in to kiss Rachel's lust-swollen pussy softly. She rested the back of her tongue over Rachel's clit and shook her head from side to side.

Rachel moaned helplessly, her own tongue whirling around her neighbor's clit. The girl shook her head faster. Rachel could feel her soft mouth sliding like a pendulum over her pussy. Rachel licked faster as the girl stopped right in the middle, perfectly positioned over Rachel's clit, and sucked as hard as she could on it. Rachel spread her legs wider, her stomach clenching with each sensation, then let out a powerful orgasm across the girl's hungry mouth. Her neighbor moaned louder as Rachel licked her faster, gripping her hips tightly. The girl’s thighs trembled around Rachel's face as she came too.

Suddenly, they heard the rumble of motors coming up the driveway. More cars and trucks followed. Rachel saw a group of girls coming through the gate, her neighbor's pussy still hovering over her face. Some were wearing Greek-lettered tank tops. Her neighbor called out a greeting. The girls didn’t seem at all surprised by what they saw, but introduced themselves to Rachel warmly. It turned out they were a group of sorority sisters who had rented the house, and they liked the look of their new neighbor. Rachel stayed for the house-warming party and didn't go home until the next afternoon.

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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SexArt star Leda talks about love and lust

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Leda is an absolute doll – a 19-year-old sweetheart from Moscow with expressive eyes, a naughty smile and curves in all the right places. I was bowled over when I met her on location in Prague with Team Lupin, and was so certain you would all feel the same that I had to grab the opportunity for an interview. 

Leda does speak some English – and it’s very cute and charming when she does so – but sweet Aria Logan, who was also on location, kindly offered to interview her for me. They don’t speak quite the same language, as Leda is Russian and Aria is Ukranian, but it did allow Leda to express herself a little more freely. It’s hot to see this refined beauty, who can be quite reserved and shy, opening up and revealing some of her secrets on camera; akin to the thrill of seeing her express herself physically in her SexArt movies. Of these, “Hurry Up” with Bran, her real-life partner, is my favorite; I was lucky enough to watch it being filmed (I wrote about it on the blog here) and the chemistry between the pair is so powerful you won’t be able to tear your eyes from the screen.

We often refer to French as the ‘language of love,’ but hearing Leda talk, I’m beginning to wonder if it’s actually Russian…

 

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The Exchange: a tale of dark lust

Erotic fiction inspired by “Vintage Collection: Photographer II” starring Antonia Sainz and Meggie Marika

Antonia was a forensic photographer in a growing industrial city. It was winter of 1923; the glowing spark of the Golden Age era. It was unusual for a woman to work in that field at the time, but Antonia was the best at what she did. The crime rate was particularly high and the law enforcement agencies were overstretched. Nonetheless, every case she was assigned was handled with care and helped bring suspects to justice. Photographing the dead was no easy task. Few people had the stomach for it. This earned Antonia respect among the detectives in her district.

One evening, she got an assignment for a peculiar murder investigation. The deceased's wife was the main suspect. Everyone in town had heard of Madame Marika. She was the powerful daughter of a late mob boss who had a notorious appetite for sex and violence. She had been married four times. The slightest indiscretions from her previous lovers had resulted in death or disappearance. The people of the city had nicknamed her ‘the Black Widow.’ Rumor had it that her current husband had been cheating on her with just about every barmaid in the city. It was no great surprise when his body turned up floating in the river with holes in his chest the size of cup holders. But this time, she had left a trail that the police could finally use to put her behind bars. Her signature Besame Red lipstick was imprinted on her husband's lips. The lipstick was waterproof and very hard to wipe off. She was the only woman in town who wore it.

Antonia took pictures of the body and kept the film with her. It was an open and shut case, so she intended to get the pictures developed and send the prints to her team in the morning. Madame Marika's arrest warrant was already being written. She would be in jail by the time the body reached downtown.

Antonia decided to head home and relax for the rest of the evening. Little did she know, she had an unexpected visitor who had already made herself comfortable. It was Madame Marika. She was smoking the cigarettes Antonia kept in her bedside drawer. She was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed seductively, toying with the pearls dangling from her neck.

“Make yourself at home,” Antonia said sarcastically.

“Call me Meggie,” the elegant woman replied, tapping her foot. “I think we will be on familiar terms after tonight.”

“Is that right?” Antonia smiled. “What are you doing here, Meggie?”

Meggie stood up and walked boldly towards Antonia, taking long drags from her cigarette. “I think we both know the answer to that. I don't have much time. I’m here to offer you a deal… I believe you have some photographs of my dear departed husband. I need you to give them to me. I am willing to pay you handsomely for them.”

“You know I can't do that,” Antonia said. “I will not.”

“Yes, you will!” Meggie replied arrogantly.

The look in Meggie's eyes was starting to make Antonia uncomfortable. She had a strong, scary presence. Something urged her to go along with the deal. Meggie was a dangerous woman. It might cost Antonia her life if she didn't cooperate. And underneath it all, she found Meggie fascinating and incredibly attractive.

“Okay, we have a deal,” Antonia agreed. “On one condition...” Meggie raised a questioning eyebrow.  “I get to take pictures of you instead,” Antonia smiled. “Fair trade.”

Meggie reached for Antonia's camera and placed it in her hand, acknowledging their agreement. She took one last puff on her cigarette and blew a cloud of smoke in Antonia's face as she walked around her. Sitting back down on the bed, she began to unfasten her top. Antonia put a fresh roll of film in her camera and looked through the viewfinder as Meggie bared her breasts, her pearls dangling around her erect nipples. Antonia was instantly aroused. She unbuttoned her jacket, feeling heated. Meggie stretched out and hiked up her skirt, revealing the tops of her stockings. Antonia bit her lip as she saw that Meggie wasn't wearing panties. She leaned in closer to take pictures of her pussy.

Meggie crawled closer to Antonia, who set her camera aside as they gazed into each other's eyes. The atmosphere was charged with intense fear, lust, excitement and surrender. Slowly but surely, their lips met in a kiss. That one kiss made Antonia's skin tingle all over. The taste of a woman's lips was unfamiliar to her. She wanted to explore. She pressed her lips harder, smearing Meggie's lipstick. The same lipstick that was now evidence against her. The bittersweet combination of smoke and perfume ignited her senses as Meggie straddled her thighs. Meggie undid Antonia's blouse, stroked the back of her nails over her skin, and squeezed her luscious breasts. Antonia could barely breathe, feeling Meggie kiss them softly.

Meggie dragged her pearls slowly down Antonia's body. She unfastened Antonia’s pants and slid them off, leaving her shoes on and trailing the spike heels across her own breasts. Antonia was so aroused by the sight. She wrapped her legs around Meggie’s back, and Meggie leaned in to taste her pussy. She slid her tongue up and down Antonia's slot and suctioned her lips around her clit. Her lipstick smeared all over Antonia's flesh.

Antonia’s thighs began to quiver as Meggie sucked harder. She gripped the sheets as she edged closer to climax. Her moans echoed around the room. Suddenly, her pussy throbbed out of control, pressed tightly over Meggie's mouth. It was a sensation she had never felt before. Her body was so tight, her muscles clenched with each surge of pleasure. Meggie didn't let go until Antonia pushed her off. Her pussy was instantly sensitive.

Antonia moved behind Meggie, kissing her neck as she pressed her breasts against her back. She reached around to slide her fingers into Meggie’s wet pussy. Meggie leaned back to catch Antonia's lips in a kiss as her fingers went deeper, her pearls dancing. Antonia felt Meggie's hot walls tremble. She slid her fingers in and out faster, until Meggie’s pussy quivered in climax. Meggie held on to the back of Antonia's head, riding each thrust. When the tremors began to die away she took Antonia's fingers in her mouth, tasting her own sweet juices. Antonia kissed her softly, savoring the flavor.

Meggie got dressed in front of the mirror, reapplied her favorite lipstick and smoothed her hair. Antonia took the film from Meggie's file and handed to her as she kissed her one last time.

“That color suits you,” Antonia smiled.

“Thank you,” Meggie replied. “It looks good on you as well. Thank you for these. There is a briefcase under your bed. I'm sure you will find the sum sufficient.” She blew Antonia a kiss goodbye as she walked out the door.

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Exhibition: homemade erotic art at the Kinsey Institute

Private Eyes: Selected Artwork from the Kinsey Institute Collection is an informative and at times highly amusing exhibition of unique, homemade erotic artefacts archived by Dr. Alfred Charles Kinsey, the controversial biologist and researcher. Kinsey is regarded as the father of the sexual revolution, and has influenced social and cultural values worldwide.

The show features drawings, paintings and sculptures that portray the behind-closed-doors desires of anonymous individuals during one of the most conservative eras in American history. This is the first time these eye-opening and wholly personal artworks have been put on public display.

In the late 1930s and ’40s Dr. Kinsey caused controversy by collecting thousands of individual testimonies about sexual experiences and fantasies. It has also been reported that he took things further, including the observation and participation in performed sex acts. His ultimate objective: to broaden the scope of knowledge regarding sexual identity, proclivity and convention. Within three years of starting the project, Kinsey had compiled over 2,000 case histories, and by 1947 had founded the Institute for Sex Research in Indiana.

When Kinsey decided to create an archive of objects relating to sexuality, donations flew in from all over the world. The pieces in Private Eyes: Selected Artwork from the Kinsey Institute Collection come from the Kinsey Institute’s collection of over 100,000 items.

The exhibition is a predominantly tame – though nonetheless intriguing – look at archival erotica, featuring such things as a naively rendered triptych of drawings showing a man undergoing transvestite transformation. However there are moments when things get remarkably hot, such as a diagram titled A Guide to the Administration of a Cane, which illustrates the areas of maximum erotic effectiveness when caning a woman’s naked ass. There are also a few images on display that are shocking even by today’s standards – such as a rudimentary pencil drawing of a man who thinks he’s having sex with a woman atop a donkey, when he’s actually penetrating the beast.

Private Eyes is on view at Intuit: The Center for Intuitive and Outsider Art in Chicago until October 2. Find out more at http://www.art.org

 

About the author:

UK-based artist Billy Chainsaw specializes in mixed-media pop art and has exhibited in numerous galleries in such far-flung locations as London and Los Angeles. Learn more about his work at www.koolkrakenincorporated.com

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The Maestro's Hands

Erotic fiction inspired by Aria Logan and Matt Ice in “The Pianist

It's been said that musicians make the best lovers. Maybe it’s the way they concentrate, not only on each note but how that note is played. Where to place their hands on their instrument. How hard or soft to press and for how long. These were just a few of the thoughts streaming through Aria's mind as she watched her handsome professor perform. Matt was a beloved orchestra instructor at the university. He had just delivered the performance of a lifetime in front of his colleagues and students; a thrilling piano concerto he had composed himself. His star pupil, Aria, couldn't take her eyes off the figure on stage. She had been secretly crushing on him ever since she started school; at least she hoped she had been discreet. She’d never had the chance to tell Matt how she felt. She had just graduated, so she told herself that tonight would be the night to convey her feelings.

After the concert, Aria offered to carry Matt’s briefcase of sheet music to his car and invited herself home with him. She said she wanted to talk to him about a recommendation to a private chorus in the city, a place where her singing talent could blend in with a more diverse group. Matt had a feeling that wasn't the only reason Aria wanted to be alone with him. As they drove to his place he began to grow uneasy, feeling her eyes on him in such a seductive way. He had always been so professional. Although he found her attractive, he still thought of her as his student. He reminded himself that was no longer the case. For a while they talked about music. Even with the cordial tone, Aria's eyes and body language spoke to Matt in other ways. He was acutely aware of the way his cock jumped in his pants each time he looked at her. He hid it by adjusting in his seat so she wouldn't notice. The tension between them was heavy by the time they got to his house.

They walked to the door. Matt let Aria in first and tried his best not to look at her rear as she walked past. Aria sat on the couch beside the piano and crossed her legs. Matt loosened his tie, walked to his piano, and sat down. He began to play another song. It was different from the exacting concerto he had played earlier. The tune had a haunting melody. It was almost as if Matt was speaking to Aria with the piano because he couldn't find the words to express himself. Aria inched closer and watched him play. She stared libidinously at his beautiful hands, how they stroked and lifted so precisely over the keys. She imagined how his hands would feel on her. Matt could feel her deep focus on him, but didn't falter. He kept his face forward and pressed each chord with precision.

Aria moved to stand behind Matt and smoothed her hands over the shoulders of his tux. He shut his eyes and savored the sensation. He was instantly aroused feeling her breath by his ear and her soft lips on the side of his neck. Aria leaned over and started to press down on the higher keys. The harmonious additions flowed beautifully with his composition. The gentle tickling of her hair on his cheek made the blood race to his face. He played the final notes in a slow diminuendo and gave in to his lust as Aria leaned in to kiss his lips.

Matt turned to face her and ran his hands up her thighs. He was still hesitant, but his confidence gradually ascended at the sight of her beautiful form. Aria sat down on Matt's lap as they kissed with growing passion. She could feel his cock swell beneath her bottom as she moved her hips to stimulate it. His rugged face brushed against her cheek. Matt slid his hands between Aria's thighs and stroked his fingers over her satin panties. Her wetness seeped through the cloth as he kissed down her neck.

Aria was becoming intensely aroused. She unbuttoned Matt’s tux and stripped it off him. She stood and turned around, inviting Matt to unzip her dress. It was like unwrapping a delectable piece of candy he couldn't wait to devour. He ran his lips over Aria's back as her dress dropped to the floor. She turned around to straddle his lap as his hands encircled her waist. Their lips collided with growing anticipation. Matt stood up, still carrying Aria and kissing her neck. The scent of her perfume and the sweet taste of her skin escalated his passion. He perched her on the back of the couch, running his hands up to her breasts. Aria took Matt's hand and kissed his fingertips, then began sucking them to a sensual rhythm. Matt's cock pulsed as he imagined her lips sucking elsewhere.

Aria unzipped Matt’s pants and pulled out his cock, then ran her tongue around the tip. Matt inched closer and started to dip in and out of her mouth, letting her teeth gently graze his shaft. He reached down to play with her pussy, massaging until he could feel her wetness moisten his fingers.

Matt pulled away from Aria's face and straddled the back of the couch so Aria's legs could wrap around him. He slid smoothly inside her. A rush of wet heat soaked around his phallus with each stroke. Aria swiveled her hips as Matt thrust into her. He could feel her getting tighter. He circled her clit with his thumb. Aria couldn't hold it in any longer. She was ready to come all over him. She gripped the couch tightly as she exploded all over his cock. Her climax felt like an internal detonation. She shook and twisted her body with her ankles tightly crossed around Matt's waist, taking in each sweet thrust.

Matt turned Aria over onto her stomach. He spread her legs wide and thrust back in, hitting her G-spot at the perfect angle. She felt the tremors of another orgasm as Matt fucked her faster and faster. He leaned forward and pressed his face against Aria's neck as he shot his hot load inside her. The last exquisite thrusts made her recall the finesse with which Matt ended his composition.

Matt kissed Aria's neck gently and turned her over again so he could look in her eyes. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed passionately, lost in the moment of post-coital bliss. After years of silent attraction, they had finally made beautiful music together.

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SexArt model Kerry Cherry reveals what turns her on

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Russian starlet Kerry Cherry is an interesting character, by turns playful and sensual; her complexity due no doubt to being a little more mature than most SexArt models at their debut, as she’s in her early thirties. I was lucky enough to watch her filming for SexArt for the first time, while on location with Team Lupin in Prague earlier this year, and I was struck by her understated beauty and natural confidence.

Heartwarming,” with Leda, which was released back in April, showed off Kerry's seductive and romantic side; tomorrow’s movie, “Confession,” finds her in an tender tryst with Aria Logan that is infused with emotion and warmth. If you like your girl-girl movies with genuine chemistry and adoration, you certainly won't want to miss it. I’m still waiting eagerly for her boy-girl movie with Matt Ice, as the flirting between them was outrageous! You can read more about the behind the scenes fun on that shoot on the blog here.

As Kerry doesn’t speak much English, I asked another lovely Russian model, the gorgeous Leda, to interview her in Russian; their conversation turned out to be very revealing!

 

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Introducing MyErotica – free erotic fiction to ignite your desire!

 

It’s no secret that I love my job – I get to watch hot movies and look at beautiful girls all day, and to hang out with you lovely folks discussing it. I also get to indulge my number one passion, which is writing and reading exquisite erotica.

That’s why I’m so excited to introduce our new erotic fiction site, the repository of all my sexual secrets: MyErotica.com. I know how much you all enjoy a dirty story; we have a thriving fiction community right here on the blog, and it’s been my great pleasure to read and share erotica from our members, as well as making a few naughty revelations of my own. Now we’re turning the heat up with a dedicated site just for our most intensely arousing stories.

MyErotica’s mission statement is “Refined erotic fiction to ignite your deepest desires” and that’s just what you’ll find there. It’s a collection of sexual confessions, eye-opening tales and kinky revelations for hot-blooded men and women who dare to explore their wild side.

It’s my own personal project, and I share a lot of very naughty stuff, both fantasies and real life experiences – it’s up to you to guess which is which! Start with my latest story, “Nothing gets me wet quicker than sucking cock…” if you really want to find out what makes me tick – or maybe “Touching my best friend’s sister” will be more to your taste?

MyErotica also features stories by my writing partner Jaiden (who is a very bad girl indeed), and selected writers who I deem worthy of being included, including our lovely member Kat, who has shared some of her hot stories here. Whether you prefer girl on girl liaisons or girl meets boy encounters, kinky or vanilla, you're sure to find something that turns you on. 

And what’s more, it’s totally free!

So, how can you get involved?

Well first of all you can “FOLLOW” me (Rose), my writing partner Jaiden, our guest writers, and our online publication, MyErotica. That means you’ll be notified whenever we add a new story. You have to create a profile the first time you do this, but it only takes a moment, and of course you can use any identity you choose! Doing this also gives you a personalized feed of all the fun stuff on Medium, the mainstream platform we’ve chosen to host MyErotica. It’s the best source of interesting features, news and thought-provoking journalism I’ve ever come across, and I’m quite addicted.

Second, you can “RECOMMEND” my stories, by clicking on the little heart icon at the bottom of the story. It would mean a lot to me if you do this, because the story then reaches many more potential readers who need my filthy confessions in their life!

And third, you can CONTRIBUTE your own stories. Email me at fanfiction@metart.com (tell me it’s for MyErotica)… I look forward to reading your dirty confessions and hottest fantasies.

Please check it out and let me know what you think, and what you’d like to see at MyErotica. I’d love to write something just for you.

 

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Secret Admirer

Erotic fiction by Kat, inspired by Tracy Lindsay and Amarna Miller in “Love For Sale: Crossdressing

Amarna had been in love with Tracy for quite some time. They were close friends, but Tracy was more into men. Amarna, on the other hand, was sexually fluid. She had an idea to try and seduce Tracy. She knew her friend frequented online chat rooms and decide to create a profile posing as a man. To her delight, Tracy took the bait. Amarna used everything she knew Tracy liked in order to pique her interest, talking about books, music and fashion that she knew her friend would appreciate.

Before long, Tracy was eager to meet, and they set up a date at a hotel. Tracy was excited and nervous as she got ready; she had been on blind dates before, but never with someone who seemed like such a perfect match. Amarna was nervous too. She wanted to embody Tracy's fantasy somehow, so she decided to dress up like a gentleman. She wore a white linen button up shirt, black tie, suspenders, cufflinks, mannish cotton briefs, and tightly fitted trousers.

She wanted to know what it felt like to be inside Tracy, just like a real man. She bought a strapless dildo, her excitement growing as she inserted the shorter end of the phallus inside herself. Tracy would be there at any moment. Amarna poured a glass of wine to ease her nerves as she waited.

She heard a soft knock at the door, took a deep breath and walked over to open it. Tracy was taken aback to see the familiar face of her dear friend – but looking so different in her masculine attire. They were both tongue-tied.

Amarna took Tracy’s hand and led her to the lounge area. They had some wine, still silent, gazing avidly at each other. Amarna was usually extremely feminine and dainty, and Tracy was fascinated by her transformation. It was the first time she’d seen her radiant red hair slicked back in a tight bun. She looked like a powerful mafioso from a classic movie. Tracy couldn't find the words to ask how she’d pulled this off. She realized that Amarna had been her secret admirer all along. At that moment, everything she’d thought she knew about their friendship blurred, refocusing into something much more intriguing.

Tracy had only taken a few sips of wine before Amarna took her glass away and set it aside. She held Tracy's face close and kissed her. Tracy was captivated. Her heart raced as she felt Amarna's tongue whirling in her mouth. She twisted her fingers around Amarna's suspenders and kissed her back even harder.

Tracy's mind turned hazy. Every question she’d had coming into the room was forgotten as Amarna guided her to a kneeling position between her thighs. As she unbuttoned Amarna’s pants, she was transfixed by the mock cock that sprang out, just like a real erection except for the bright pink color. Her eyes widened as she licked her lips. Amarna pulled her head closer and she ran her tongue around the tip of it, looking right into Amarna’s eyes as she teased it. Then she took it deep in her mouth and began sucking it.

Amarna was so turned on. The other end of the phallus massaged her G-spot every time Tracy's head bobbed up and down. The mere sight of her cock dipping in and out of Tracy's luscious mouth edged her closer to climax. Tracy sucked harder and faster. Amarna could feel her pussy tighten around the dildo. She moaned ferociously, holding Tracy's head in place to fuck her mouth deeper. Tracy could feel the dildo hit the back of her throat as Amarna exploded from the inside out.

Tracy straddled Amarna's lap, grabbing her tie to pull her in for a hungry kiss. She lifted her skirt, pulled her panties aside and guided the dildo into her pussy, so wet it slid in easily. Amarna gripped Tracy's hips as she bounced up and down on her cock. She could feel Tracy’s pussy juice flowing over the bottom edge of her shirt. Each time Tracy’s pussy came down, it left another wet spot. Amarna felt Tracy's pussy grip the dildo tight with each stroke, stirring it inside her own wet hole. Tracy’s legs were shaking uncontrollably. Amarna wrapped her hands around Tracy's throat as she fucked up into her. She clenched tight to make sure her cock kept hitting the same sensitive spot.

Tracy whimpered helplessly as she drew closer to her climax. She gripped Amarna’s shoulders as she rode her, leaning back to take the cock even deeper. She let out a cry that she had never heard herself make before, a raw, primal scream of ecstasy. Her entire body trembled as she came all over Amarna's cock. Her pussy was instantly so sensitive that each thrust as she rode out the convulsions of her orgasm was torturous. Amarna caressed Tracy, wrapping her arms around her waist to hold her close. Tracy leaned in and kissed Amarna reverently.

Tracy dismounted and pulled Armana’s pants down to her ankles, along with her cotton briefs. She kneeled between Amarna’s spread thighs again, and slowly pulled the thick end of the dildo out of her pussy, making her gasp. It was smeared with Amarna’s cream, long viscous strings of it that Tracy licked off the slippery surface. Amarna was so turned on by the sight that she leaned in to give it a taste as well, their tongues tangling around it.

Amarna pushed Tracy onto her back on the floor, then lifted her legs, making her bend them so her knees were pinned back. Tracy held her thighs in place over her breasts, trembling with excitement. Amarna teased her ass with the short, thick end of the dildo and slowly slipped it inside. Tracy moaned as her ass was stretched open. Then Amarna took the longer end and pushed it inside Tracy's cunt. She was so drenched her juice leaked out around the shaft of the dildo as it went deeper. Amarna spread Tracy's legs wider apart and ran her tongue over her clit. Tracy could barely handle the sensations flowing through her body. Amarna's tongue felt amazing, sliding up and down over her pulsing clit. Both her holes were filled and she could barely move. Another orgasm was rapidly rising within her.

Amarna pumped both ends of the dildo in and out, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Tracy hung on to the bottom edge of the lounge chair to keep from sliding. The abrasion of the carpet burned her back. She closed her eyes as every muscle in her body tightened. Amarna sucked her clit harder and harder. Tracy felt her teeth gently surround her swollen flesh. One last whirl of Amarna's tongue set off a billowing explosion inside Tracy, more intense than she had ever experienced before. She screamed out her pleasure until Amarna felt her eardrums would burst.

Tracy collapsed on the floor, her body going limp and nerveless as she pulled the dildo out of herself. Amarna sat back and smiled as she watched her friend regain her senses, then hugged her tightly as they kissed. They were both overwhelmed with emotion. At that moment, they knew their friendship had reached a new level of intimacy that excited them both.

Many thanks to our member, Kat, for writing this story. If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to me at fanfiction@metart.com. I don't promise to post it in full, but I will pick out the juiciest bits to share!

 

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Tyler Nixon: interview with SexArt’s humble heartthrob

Tyler Nixon is not the typical porn stud. He’s a sweet, unassuming guy who likes to downplay his success with the ladies as much as his prowess between the sheets. And it’s this lack of ego that makes him the perfect leading man for SexArt; he keeps the focus firmly on his beautiful female co-stars, although it’s fair to say there are plenty of us ogling his hot body as well as taking notes on his technique!

The American surfer dude has graced a handful of excellent SexArt productions, including season two of Alis Locanta’s groundbreaking series “Love For Sale,” and Andrej Lupin’s recent engrossing series “Bittersweet Tale.” Other notable roles include a playful turn in “Prank,” and some super-smooth seduction in “Unknown Feeling.” Tyler is evidently a favorite with crew and performers alike, excelling at playing the nice guy with a passionate edge and giving a thoroughly convincing and heartfelt performance. He makes you feel that you’re watching genuine lovemaking, with all the passion and chemistry that implies.

SexArt members (both male and female) have been singing Tyler’s praises and wanting to know more about him, so lucky me, I got to ask him all my naughty questions… have I ever mentioned how much I love my job?

Tyler, how do you keep in such good shape?

TN: I actually think I am out of shape right now. I grew up surfing and skateboarding, and although I don’t do it for the workout, it is great exercise. Once summer rolls around just maybe you’ll see a difference in my body.

What is your favorite thing about your appearance?

TN: I would have to say my hair at this point. I used to have long hair as a kid and was forced to cut it for work before getting into the industry. So when I got the chance to go crazy with the hair I took the opportunity.  

What inspired you to get into making adult movies? And when did you realize you had the right tool for the job?!

TN: I actually have no idea how I’m still relevant. I never pursued the industry in the beginning just because I never considered myself great at having sex. I really enjoy having sex, especially with the right girl – great chemistry – but I think it’s a bit arrogant to think you have an edge over anyone else when everyone is completely different in what they like in bed. It’s all about the chemistry you have with a partner that makes great sex in private, but in porn it’s about accommodation. So if I had to name a tool it would be that in every scene I try to be considerate to my partner and ask what she may enjoy most throughout our scene to make her most comfortable. And don’t think I’m perfect, like anyone I’ve had my good days where the scene was great and I’ve had days where I struggled through the scene, it’s normal.  

What advice would you give to guys who think it might be the career for them?

TN: If you are getting into the industry to have sex or “bang chicks” it will most likely be a short experience.

Do your friends ever ask you for sex advice?

TN: Haha! No, my friends do not ask me for advice about sex. I’m a pretty reserved guy, I think they know that I’m inundated with sex talk from work, Instagram and twitter so we tend to talk about other things like our hobbies.

How long have you been making films?

TN: I have been in the industry for about five years. The thing I like most about the job is that I'm my own boss. I’ve worked in pretty much every service industry where I had little flexibility in my schedule, so to break from that to reinvent myself was liberating. I never have to suppress myself, I can fully exploit my true self, who is a total recluse, but still, I can be the full version of me.  

Do you have any acting training? You seemed to get really immersed in the role in “Bittersweet Tale.”

TN: I do not have any formal acting skills. I have high social anxiety so when I’m around people I sometimes feel like I’m trying to act like a normal person, so maybe that’s a form of acting training, I don’t know? I also enjoy imitations, I’m a big fan of stand up and skit comedy so I try to pull little things from my favorites and add them into whatever role I’m in. Working with Andre Lupin and his team was amazing! Just our location alone was so incredible that it was impossible not to have a good time, and then the crew was just full of wonderfully fun people. I had a great time working with such a fun group that is so dedicated to making great movies!

Please tell us about your experiences shooting for SexArt.

TN: I have a bit of history with SexArt and they have been wonderful all these years. I started working for them when I first got into the industry, when they were based out of Los Angeles and from the beginning the owners, who are tremendous people, were always striving to form the best crew. In the past five years I have worked with many SexArt crews around the world and I must say they do a great job finding the nicest, most dedicated people. I know it’s going to be a fun trip when SexArt calls, so I am appreciative!

Do you like to watch your own movies?

TN: I do not watch my own movies. I feel like I would critique myself too much, let’s let others do that for me.

How would you describe your personality?

TN: I’m a total recluse. Very reserved. Probably not the best for promotional reasons, but yeah, that’s me.

Are you a romantic person?

TN: I would consider myself a romantic. Although I’m in this industry I am very traditional in my private life. I’m monogamous, it sounds like an oxymoron given what I do, but I consider my work as performance art rather than enjoying sex.

Do you have a high sex drive? Do you still jerk off even when you’re filming a lot?

TN: Oh man… So mostly my personal sex life is non-existent, but when I’m with a girlfriend yes, I love sex. Sex with the right person is the best, right? And yes, I still jerk off. I think everyone should masturbate; in case you don’t know, it feels really really good!

What kind of girls do you like?

TN: I like the nice ones! I tend to like the girls who enjoy hanging out in the park or on the beach, drinking a beer, smoking and watching people do whatever it is they do.  If she’s cute, even better!

What is your favorite position?

TN: Missionary, for sure!

What turns you on?

TN: Kissing turns me on. The more foreplay and anticipation, the hotter for me!

Dominant or submissive?

TN: Neither. I just enjoy passionate sex. 

Where is the most unusual place you’ve ever had sex?

TN: The most unusual place I have had sex was in an airplane for a video that we shot in Austria, it was amazing. In my private life it has been mellow. I think the craziest thing I have done outside the industry was a blowjob in a gondola at a ski resort… I wasn’t giving the blowjob!

What is your favorite sexual fantasy?

TN: No sexual fantasies. I’m pretty boring with that. Again, just passionate sex with someone I like is the best for me – I know, sounds crazy right?

Where do you like to meet girls?

TN: I hardly meet anyone. Like I said I’m a bit of a recluse, so I just work and hang out with friends. I know it’s probably not the healthiest thing, but I’m around so much sex that I’m not into meeting girls for a temporary relationship. 

Do you remember your first kiss?

TN: I do remember my first kiss… I was so young, I can’t remember the age, but I was young enough to be playing in a sandbox. This girl, also my age, came up to me and asked if I knew what a French kiss was, my response was no, and at that moment she demonstrated on me. I was so frozen I had no idea what to do. I didn’t kiss another girl for years after that. What a mind fuck!

Had you ever had a threesome in your personal life before you did it in a movie?

TN: Nope. I’m not a threesome kind of guy. I don’t like to share! 

What are your ambitions?

TN: My ambitions are just to enjoy life right now. Enjoy traveling and doing the things I like to do, like surfing and skating, while I still can. In the near future I want to really commit myself to photography in the industry, maybe producing my own content or possibly working for a company like SexArt as a photographer or producer. Let’s see!

Is there anything else you would like to tell your fans?

TN: I would just like to thank all my fans that follow and support me. I know I can be a bit distant in my replies to people but I want everyone to know that I do appreciate all the support I receive. Cheers! And I want to thank SexArt! You guys are always amazing and I can’t wait to work for the crew again!

 

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    Mr. Bo Llanberris 4 hours ago

    Hey Shadrack,

    Glad you liked the scene. Rilynn is a very cool gal, and very easy to talk to and work with. When I first started at SexArt I remember getting the same comment about one of the models, only the request was for more outdoor scenes. So I've always tried to use an outdoor spot whenever I feel like we've been inside too long. I'm sure the neighbors appreciate that too. (wink)

    Out of curiosity - what is it about the outdoor scenes that is less enjoyable for you? Is it less intimate? And anyone else can jump in who reads this, what do you prefer more? Outdoors, indoors or no preference just as long as the scene is hot...

    Always glad to be of service...

    Bo-

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    Lovelez 4 hours ago

    Last time I was a little vague. This time I will be spot on. Both of you lovelies live in Ukraine-what a surprise. I recommend the battle of all battles. Mila Azul and Kay J. I guarantee the minute you meet you will both be caught up in endless passion and you will both love each other's breasts so much you will never stop touching, feeling or sucking. I dare you to contact each other. Let er rip!

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    Shadrack 13 hours ago

    Against the white background is a striking way to capture these two beauties, who look marvelous together.

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    Shadrack 13 hours ago

    Seeing Malena Morgan in action here, especially paired with Elle Alexandra, really makes me understand the "hype" around this chick. It's simply this: the hype is well-founded, the excitement is real. Malena is in a class by herself as a performer. There's a real sensuality to the way she makes love: sensual and uninhibited.

    But Sexart (and Bo L.), please read on: Most of Malena's videos here are in the 8-9 minute format, which may have been standard here a few years ago. Thankfully, the runtimes are longer now. But that still leaves us with this body of work. This action -- especially with Elle and especially in "Secret Love" -- is just too good to leave this way. Let's get fuller versions of these scenes -- again, especially "Secret Love" -- expanded to, say, 20 or 30 minutes, with little or no music, and as few editing cuts as possible. Put them up here and/or issue a DVD, but consider making this footage available for the g/g collector.

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    Shadrack 14 hours ago

    Also, I really like the photoset with this. It's in a different (indoor) setting, which would have been nice for the video. The 2-tone shoes Rilynn wears (and takes off!) in the photoset are a nice touch.

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    Shadrack 14 hours ago

    This is a great entrance to Sexart by Rilynn Rae. It's nice to hear some of her candid, unscripted thoughts. Good to see the shoe removal in her solo scene here, but I'd have liked the scene itself more if it had been shot indoors. I'm not a fan of the outdoor scenes.

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    Rose 16 hours ago

    Love the casual but sexy styling, it makes Barbara look adorably cuddly :-)

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    Daniel is an absolutely gorgeous girl, stunning from head to her pretty little feet. I just adore Daniel, love her bad!!! Great set Albert, keep more and more of lovely Daniel coming our way.

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    Rose 2 days ago

    This movie really captivated me... there seems to be a certain intensity to the physical and emotional connection between Vanessa and Ryan that makes it really hot. And I love the way he talks to her throughout the sex – there's nothing better than hearing those murmured words in the heat of passion!

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    RKulp 2 days ago

    Beautiful as you always are in my eyes Milena!!

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    RKulp 2 days ago

    Always beautiful to me, your the only reason I am on SA, and MA. Love, and Lyght to you always Milena.

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    Rose 3 days ago

    Always a favorite, that flame-red hair is so beautiful.

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    Robert C. 3 days ago

    What a wonderful surprise to see Mia back on Sex-Art with a top notch pictorial!

    As much as I like Mia on Met-Art, I really love how she goes that extra distance with her work on Sex-Art.

    I hope Don Caravaggio/Luca Helios has more collaborations with Mia in store for us.

    Thank you Mia and Don/Luca. 😀

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    LoveSexyArt100 3 days ago

    Great film. Thanks for giving me a new idea -- eating the lady's crown jewel while she has it up; I just have to make sure she's comfortable and safe, so we don't end up breaking her neck.

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    randycat 3 days ago

    Lovely Milena, always an extreme pleasure to see you, and you know , you were a prime reason for me adding SA , I wasn't seeing enough of you at MA, so I had to come here and not miss anything you do : ) Love you Milena , and wishing you much happiness each and every day.

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