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		<title>Same Time, Same Place</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibrarySame time, same place. It is Friday night, 7:00 pm on the dot.  I can hear my heels echoing off the wall of the familiar dark alley I&#8217;m walking through.  Sweat beads at the top of my brow.  My nerves tingle with anticipation and apprehension, just as it [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibrarySame time, same place. It is Friday night, 7:00 pm on the dot.  I can hear my heels echoing off the wall of the familiar dark alley I&#8217;m walking through.  Sweat beads at the top of my brow.  My nerves tingle with anticipation and apprehension, just as it always does when I&#8217;m on my way to see You.I get to our spot.  You&#8217;re not here.  I wonder if You decided not to come, but that can&#8217;t be it.  We have been meeting at the same time and same place for the last four years.  We promised each other forever.  It&#8217;s all so funny now.  A promise we made as teenagers to always find a way to be together.  A promise made just before Your family moved You away and life took You even farther.  But [&#8230;]
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		<title>More than a movie</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2010 22:19:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryThe flirting had been going on a while now. Teasing comments, pregnant glances, casual caresses&#8230; We had met about two months ago, at a mutual friend&#8217;s party, and became instant friends, but always, there was the electricity. Not avoided, but not quite addressed either. Just&#8230; there. We both knew it had [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryThe flirting had been going on a while now. Teasing comments, pregnant glances, casual caresses&hellip; We had met about two months ago, at a mutual friend&#8217;s party, and became instant friends, but always, there was the electricity. Not avoided, but not quite addressed either. Just&hellip; there. We both knew it had to erupt soon. The glances had been getting steamier, the conversations bolder. It was bound to happen. Tonight we planned to hang out and watch a movie at my place. She showed up with her choice of movie, a sappy drama I had seen before and enjoyed. She looked delicious and cozy in her sweatpants, tee shirt, and scarf. Just the way I loved her. I gave her a quick peck hello and we headed to the kitchen for some hot cocoa. We munched on cookies while the milk heated up, giggling and making somewhat [&#8230;]
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		<title>Photography Class</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:56:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryI had just turned 18 and was excited for my first photography class. Everyone had to be over age so I had had to wait to sign up. They had some fancy name for this class, but basically it&#8217;s a nude photography class. As a student I didn&#8217;t have enough money [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryI had just turned 18 and was excited for my first photography class. Everyone had to be over age so I had had to wait to sign up. They had some fancy name for this class, but basically it&rsquo;s a nude photography class. As a student I didn&rsquo;t have enough money to pay for the tuition but the instructor offered me free classes if I would model for the class before me. I agreed thinking how hard could it be to stand there naked while people took pictures?My friends had all been teasing me for the past week, wondering how many men I would make hard. I told them they were immature and men joined this class for the art, not to look at nude women. But I secretly wondered to myself how sexual this class would be. I&rsquo;ve always been pretty secure with my body; [&#8230;]
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		<title>Cumming or Going?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Mar 2010 18:49:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryMy name is Destiny and I am a vampire. Unlike those bullshit stories, I don&#8217;t need blood to survive, I need cum juices. I am doomed to wander the earth alone for all of eternity, cat form when the sun is up and human form when the moon rises. Day time [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryMy name is Destiny and I am a vampire. Unlike those bullshit stories, I don&#8217;t need blood to survive, I need cum juices. I am doomed to wander the earth alone for all of eternity, cat form when the sun is up and human form when the moon rises. Day time I get stroked and night time I do the stroking. Male or female, it doesn&#8217;t matter, as long as they cum so I can live for another day. I prey on the helpless and the young. I prey only on those that are as beautiful as I am. I am not conceited. It&#8217;s a fact. The more gorgeous they are, the sweeter their cum tastes. Every night I roam the dark lit streets searching, sniffing the air for the smell of sexual heat and young hot hormones. Searching for that special someone that I could [&#8230;]
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		<title>In the car&#8230;On the car!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 15:40:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty Library(This has been my first work ever on a story of such a subject matter so please comment after. I&#8217;d love to hear a fresh perspective.)I was sitting back on MSN one night just chatting and chilling, what else was I to do, when a girl named Kim came my way, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library(This has been my first work ever on a story of such a subject matter so please comment after. I&#8217;d love to hear a fresh perspective.)I was sitting back on MSN one night just chatting and chilling, what else was I to do, when a girl named Kim came my way, 18 and smoking hot. She had a boyfriend and long term, apparently. I did my usual routine and started to try chatting her up.Simon says:Well if we were left alone and hugged a lot do you think we&rsquo;d end up kissing?Kim says:Maybe, depends I guess.Simon says:Depends on what?Kim says: Where we are I guess.Simon says: Well where would we have to be?Kim says:If I tell you will try and get me there so we do? Be honest!Simon says:Maybe. I grinned.The conversation just got more heated then she caved in and she couldn&rsquo;t do that to [&#8230;]
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		<title>Love Letter</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 15:19:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryMy Darling;Your letter and package were the highlights of my week.  With everything that&#8217;s been going on lately, such special thoughts and surprises were just the perfect unexpected pleasure.The necklace was breathtaking, and I can imagine the thought and care behind its choice.  Such an awesome stone to wear [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryMy Darling;Your letter and package were the highlights of my week.  With everything that&rsquo;s been going on lately, such special thoughts and surprises were just the perfect unexpected pleasure.The necklace was breathtaking, and I can imagine the thought and care behind its choice.  Such an awesome stone to wear close to my heart forever.I remember your promise when you went away, that you&rsquo;d come back to me.  I wasn&rsquo;t sure if you really meant it since things were so new between us, but now your letters have brought forth fresh hope in me.  This symbol of your affection means more to me than I can possibly put into words.Your words of love, and plans for our reunion, have stirred my soul.  And now that I&rsquo;m wearing your necklace, it&rsquo;s almost as if I can feel your touch upon my skin &ndash; [&#8230;]
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		<title>Owweee Yes</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 15:11:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty Library&#8220;Damn your body is so amazing.&#8221; His breath grazed my ear, as I lay on my back anticipating his next move. His touch is truly my personal vibrator except I don&#8217;t have to buy it. We kissed intimately, our tongues dancing together as in if we are 1. I licked my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library&ldquo;Damn your body is so amazing.&rdquo; His breath grazed my ear, as I lay on my back anticipating his next move. His touch is truly my personal vibrator except I don&rsquo;t have to buy it. We kissed intimately, our tongues dancing together as in if we are 1. I licked my lips slowly, having the desire to take advantage of the whole charade that was about to happen. I looked in his eyes passionately and anxious to be driven to heaven while we make love. That&rsquo;s exactly what I got, a piece of what heaven feels like. He slowly started to undress me and I didn&rsquo;t oblige, I could only pray that it never ended. Every stitch of my clothing was pulled off by him, but he didn&rsquo;t let me do the same to him and I always get my way. I was in dire need [&#8230;]
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		<title>My first blowjob, better than 80s porn!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 15:00:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryYour first sexual experience is usually pretty memorable, but I barely remember mine now that it&#8217;s about 17 years later. What I do remember with pretty vivid detail, however, is the first full blowjob I ever had. This is the surrounding story.My first serious girlfriend and I were together for about [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryYour first sexual experience is usually pretty memorable, but I barely remember mine now that it&#8217;s about 17 years later. What I do remember with pretty vivid detail, however, is the first full blowjob I ever had. This is the surrounding story.My first serious girlfriend and I were together for about 3 months before we became sexually active. Up until then it was a lot of making out in the car, but little beyond that. She was 19 and I was 20, and we were both virgins. Looking back, she was probably getting impatient waiting for me to take it furtherI was a pretty insecure guy and didn&#8217;t socialize much, but I was sexually hungry and spent much of my time masturbating (until I started dating Evelyn), mostly to what are now classic 80s pornos.My girlfriend and I spent a lot of time in her bedroom [&#8230;]
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		<title>A &#8216;Quiet&#8217;, Sexy Night</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Mar 2010 14:53:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Copyright &#169; 2010 Lusty LibraryJake rode up the elevator to Michelle&#8217;s room.  He was feeling frisky tonight and Michelle had been tied down with work all week and he thought she might need the release.  He was good looking kid, 21 years old with a little bit of facial hair.  Blonde, blue [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty LibraryJake rode up the elevator to Michelle&rsquo;s room.  He was feeling frisky tonight and Michelle had been tied down with work all week and he thought she might need the release.  He was good looking kid, 21 years old with a little bit of facial hair.  Blonde, blue eyed college kid with an athletic body, built from years of hockey and football, which gave him the stamina to always finish Michelle off.  As the elevator approached the 10th floor, he became antsy, impatient.  He could not wait to surprise Michelle with 8 inches of pleasure, but the surprise would be on him.As Jake got to the door, he did not even need to knock, it had been propped open by a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, a gift he had given to Michelle on her birthday.  He looked at them quizzically. [&#8230;]
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		<title>A bit of a tease</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 20:58:35 +0000</pubDate>
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You have finally arrived home after a day&#8217;s work, you put your key in the lock and the door opens. You immediately are filled with the scent of candles and the lights are off. You walk into the flat wondering what&#8217;s going, you feel my hands slip around your waist from [...]]]></description>
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<p>You have finally arrived home after a day&#8217;s work, you put your key in the lock and the door opens. You immediately are filled with the scent of candles and the lights are off. You walk into the flat wondering what&#8217;s going, you feel my hands slip around your waist from behind you. You feel my breath on your neck, and I run my hands up and down your chest pulling you against me.<br />
&ldquo;I hope you like surprises,&rdquo; I whisper in your ear, my hand sliding down your jeans and squeezing gently on your cock, pressing my lips against your neck kissing and gently biting down. I take my hands away from your body and as you try to turn around I push you back, facing away from me. You feel around behind you realising that I&#8217;m only in my underwear, I put my hands [&#8230;]
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