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		<title>A Difficult Situation pt. 1</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryIt was a cold, Wednesday night and I was fooling around on the computer, talking to a few people here and there on Yahoo and Msn. A familiar Yahoo messenger window popped up, a male friend named Dustin that went to my high school. He said: Janel, for real, I need [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryIt was a cold, Wednesday night and I was fooling around on the computer, talking to a few people here and there on Yahoo and Msn. A familiar Yahoo messenger window popped up, a male friend named Dustin that went to my high school. He said: Janel, for real, I need some form of relief. That isn&rsquo;t caused by me. I hesitated as I sat there, staring at what he kept saying. I don&rsquo;t know. A make-out, a hand job, let me finger, just be touchy&hellip; Still, I stared at the screen of my computer, blinking rapidly. For a few seconds, I kept thinking: He knows I can&rsquo;t, but more asking popped up. Can you at lunch? &lsquo;Cause if you can, we can find us a small spot people won&rsquo;t be at&hellip; I started to feel myself giving in by the time he said something about [&#8230;]
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		<title>Jordan and the Lady</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2010 16:30:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryEvery day, as he cycled by, Jordan would look to see if he could see her. He was a 19-year-old student who lived in digs a few streets away. He could have taken a quicker, more direct route to college, but he always made a detour and slowed down as he [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryEvery day, as he cycled by, Jordan would look to see if he could see her. He was a 19-year-old student who lived in digs a few streets away. He could have taken a quicker, more direct route to college, but he always made a detour and slowed down as he went past the house. He hoped for a glimpse of this lady whom he described as the &#8216;perfect woman.&#8217;Sometimes, she would be in her garden, on her knees, weeding. Those days he got to see her well proportioned figure, and hear her hum at her work. She had such a lovely voice, he thought. Other times she sat on her porch, with her legs crossed at the ankles, reading, and he could see her legs. Such shapely legs. So desirable to a red-blooded male who was just discovering feminine delights.One Saturday morning Jordan had gone [&#8230;]
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		<title>Vixen&#8217;s Vampire Wedlock Matrimony Ritual</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2010 16:00:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryAfter several months of sharing OTKman with Banshee, Vixen&#8217;s true vampiric nature came out and she decided to keep him all to herself. There were times when he was with her that, while they played and enjoyed their sexual fun, he would tire too soon, she being above human in strength [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryAfter several months of sharing OTKman with Banshee, Vixen&rsquo;s true vampiric nature came out and she decided to keep him all to herself. There were times when he was with her that, while they played and enjoyed their sexual fun, he would tire too soon, she being above human in strength and endurance, and she became jealous sharing. She knew that if OTKman were to join the brotherhood he&rsquo;d have the strength and stamina to give her what she really wanted and needed. She also knew that if he were a vampire, by joining the brotherhood, she&rsquo;d have to have the vampire wedlock matrimony ritual preformed on them that night, in order for his and her souls to be bound throughout eternity. She knew that if she didn&rsquo;t do the ritual that night then, once indoctrinated, he would become too lustfully horny and seek every female [&#8230;]
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		<title>She will never know</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2010 14:49:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryShe lies behind me sleeping peacefully while I stare around the room from the comfort of my pillow. Damn my insomnia. I glance at the posters on the walls in her amazingly stylish room. I wish my room were this awesome. Compared to this my room is tiny, dull, and plain. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryShe lies behind me sleeping peacefully while I stare around the room from the comfort of my pillow. Damn my insomnia. I glance at the posters on the walls in her amazingly stylish room. I wish my room were this awesome. Compared to this my room is tiny, dull, and plain. I still don&rsquo;t understand why this girl is my friend. We share music tastes, entertainment taste, even random interests. She could become my best friend, though it&rsquo;s like she&rsquo;s too good for me. Everyone&rsquo;s too good for me. She is just simply amazing. Amazing&hellip; hmm. I think the word over, not quite knowing if I chose it correctly. She seems&hellip; more than that. I can&rsquo;t put my finger on it. I lie staring at the blackness through one of the windows. The glass is fogged up from cold and I shiver as something tickles at [&#8230;]
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		<title>The Paper - Part 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 22:13:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryA few minutes go by. &#8220;Crap&#8221;, he says, &#8220;I have an afternoon class. Sorry about that. I lost all track of time!&#8221; he says, winking. As he grabs his briefs pants and shirt, he turns to her: &#8220;But, if you are free for dinner, I can pick you up at 6.&#8221;&#8220;Sure,&#8221; [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryA few minutes go by. &ldquo;Crap&rdquo;, he says, &ldquo;I have an afternoon class. Sorry about that. I lost all track of time!&rdquo; he says, winking. As he grabs his briefs pants and shirt, he turns to her: &ldquo;But, if you are free for dinner, I can pick you up at 6.&rdquo;&ldquo;Sure,&rdquo; she says, watching him dress and run out the door. At 6pm he finds himself back in front of her house. He walks up to the door, dressed in dress khakis, and a matching shirt and tie with brown shoes and socks. He knocks on the door, and she opens it, her blond hair shining in the combination of fading light and street lights. &ldquo;I am just about done&#8230;&rdquo; she says. She has a little black dress on (reasonable décolletage, cross straps in the back, dropping down just a few inches above her knee. Looking [&#8230;]
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		<title>Michael and me</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 17:38:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryI awoke slowly to the ringing of my cell phone. &#8220;Good morning,&#8221; I said.&#8221;Happy Valentine&#8217;s Day, baby,&#8221; Mike answered. &#8220;I&#8217;m going to come over and fix breakfast for you, so stay in bed, I&#8217;ll let myself in.&#8221; &#8220;Ok, baby, see you in a little while.&#8221; As I hung up the phone, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryI awoke slowly to the ringing of my cell phone. &#8220;Good morning,&#8221; I said.&#8221;Happy Valentine&#8217;s Day, baby,&#8221; Mike answered. &#8220;I&#8217;m going to come over and fix breakfast for you, so stay in bed, I&#8217;ll let myself in.&#8221; &#8220;Ok, baby, see you in a little while.&#8221; As I hung up the phone, I stuffed my pillow back under my head and went back to sleep. When I woke again, Mike was placing kisses over my face. &#8220;Come on and eat,&#8221; he said. I got up, took a quick shower and went to the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen, I reached to pull out a chair. &#8220;Oh no,&#8221; Mike said, &#8220;let me.&#8221; He sat in the chair and pulled me into his lap. He had the pancakes, fruit and juice ready and fed me every bite. When I finished, he slowly licked the remaining syrup and fruit [&#8230;]
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		<title>Personal Assistant</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 16:53:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibrarySarah arrived, as instructed, in the company&#8217;s reception lobby at exactly 3 o&#8217;clock on Friday afternoon. The security guard checked her name on the list and sent her up to the governors&#8217; floor. The pretty receptionist behind the big desk there said that Dr Jones&#8217; PA would be around in a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibrarySarah arrived, as instructed, in the company&rsquo;s reception lobby at exactly 3 o&rsquo;clock on Friday afternoon. The security guard checked her name on the list and sent her up to the governors&rsquo; floor. The pretty receptionist behind the big desk there said that Dr Jones&rsquo; PA would be around in a minute, asked her to sit and offered her a coffee. Opposite the desk there were two big, low leather sofas and a low table with a selection of the company&rsquo;s literature carefully laid out. Sarah declined the coffee and waited on one of the sofas, as she had been trained, with her feet placed together, her thighs slightly apart, her back straight and her lips not completely closed. The PA kept her waiting like that for more than 20 minutes. The receptionist became increasingly agitated; Sarah assumed that being kept waiting was a rare event [&#8230;]
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		<title>A sexational weekend in Sydney</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 16:01:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryIt was the weekend of the big SEXPO exhibition in Sydney and as we were visiting this exciting city on business, my wife and I decided to have a break from business and go along to check it out on the Saturday evening.We had talked about it the previous night over [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryIt was the weekend of the big SEXPO exhibition in Sydney and as we were visiting this exciting city on business, my wife and I decided to have a break from business and go along to check it out on the Saturday evening.We had talked about it the previous night over our room service dinner in our harbourside hotel suite. We had ordered a tantalising dinner of oysters and other seafood delights, together with some champagne to celebrate another successful business trip to the east coast.My gorgeous wife Liz had just finished her shower and put a little make-up on when she heard the doorbell. She was still wet after emerging from the shower. I looked at her very sexy body and said, &lsquo;You had better cover up with something if you are going to the door.&rsquo; Doing a little panic, Liz wrapped one of the [&#8230;]
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		<title>Job Interview: Chapter One</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 15:37:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryI was interviewing for a new secretary and it had nearly reached the end of the day with no likely successful candidates. There was just one to go, a Tracy Class, whose CV certainly looked impressive and seemed as if she would do pretty well for the job, but I had [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryI was interviewing for a new secretary and it had nearly reached the end of the day with no likely successful candidates. There was just one to go, a Tracy Class, whose CV certainly looked impressive and seemed as if she would do pretty well for the job, but I had to wait and see. The company&#8217;s receptionist, Paula, put her head around the office door to tell me that Miss Class was waiting and asked if she should show her in. I agreed and sat back to watch the view of Paula&#8217;s nice arse as she walked away from me. A twenty-two-year-old gorgeous blonde, Paula was the kind of person who brightened up any office with her presence, especially when she walked the other way and gave a view of her perfect round arse. I probably wasn&#8217;t the only guy in the office who&#8217;d wondered [&#8230;]
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		<title>A short story of ecstasy</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryI get so turned on just thinking about you&#8230; would you like it if I were to take off all of my clothes, turn down the lights, light a candle or two, and sit back in this chair exposing my pretty pink pussy to you? Could I maybe stick my finger [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryI get so turned on just thinking about you&#8230; would you like it if I were to take off all of my clothes, turn down the lights, light a candle or two, and sit back in this chair exposing my pretty pink pussy to you? Could I maybe stick my finger inside my warm wet mouth to get it all nice and wet, reach down with my hand to gently pull and hold open my pussy lips while my other finger finds its way down to my hard, throbbing little clit to just gently rub circles on top of it&hellip; then to plunge itself deep into my pussy for a few deep strokes&hellip; and then back up to gently massage my clit? Mmmmmm&#8230; yesss&#8230; you like that, don&#8217;t you? Can I fantasize that you are on the floor between my legs, looking up at me with [&#8230;]
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