Copyright 2010 Lusty Library. All Rights Reserved http://www.lustylibrary.com en-us Sun, 21 Mar 2010 01:04:29 -0400 webmaster@lustylibrary.com (TheLustyLibrarian) Contest Submissions:Valentine's Day http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Contest_Submissions/Valentines_Day/My-True-Love_3789 Contest Submissions:Valentine's Day Tue, 13 Feb 2007 15:17:35 -0500
There is a small public garden round the corner from my flat and I often go there for a read and some sun. Before putting on my skimpy black bikini, I stood before the full length mirror, carefully applying plenty of sunscreen oil all over my naked body. The warm weather always makes me feel aroused very easily, and as I smoothed the oil into my breasts, the nipples rose hard and proud. I realised I had lingered over them a bit longer than necessary. When my hands had finished doing my long legs, and reached my groin, I wasn`t surprised to feel my clit harden, as I rather unnecessarily stroked oil onto it ...enjoying the pleasure. “That part won`t be seeing the sun,” I thought. Mind you, the way I was feeling...who knows? Enjoying the sensation, with the warm sun streaming through the window, I suddenly felt wicked. On the spur of the moment, I reached into the bedside drawer, and took out the sensation enhancing cream, I sometimes used on my “erotic bits” when fucking or having a play. The effect always lasted for a good while, and I decided that I might as well enjoy myself at the park, as the book I was reading was very sexy, and I knew it would turn me on.
As I smoothed it onto my nipples and clit, I giggled. “I am going to feel really horny this afternoon,” I thought.“What a pity I don’t have a date tonight., and ...

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I awoke that morning on Valentines Day, feeling very rested and refreshed. I'll never forget that day for very spontaneous sexual deeds were allowed to be bestowed upon myself with my permission.
As I got out of bed, looked at myself in the mirror, I pinched and rubbed my rosy protruding nipples and chuckled to myself softly. Damn my body is hot, I thought. I hadn't been with my lover for a month. I had ventured to the big city to be with him.
I walked into the bathroom and got into the shower. The hot streams of water sent ripples and sensations all over my body. After my invigorated shower, I went back into the bedroom towel drying my body and long auburn hair. I looked over my choice of clothes for the day because I really wanted to make the right impression for my lover knowing how he really loves the athletic look. I slid my black sports bra over my 36-C cup breast, which revealed more than enough cleavage. I then slid into my black bikini lace panties, which snuggled each butt cheek firmly but allowed more than enough of mybuttocks to pop out. Showing a full and very rounded ass.
My choice of outer clothing was a rice paper khaki white shirt, which fit snug at the waist with a tie bow at my belly button and button up the front. I left the top three buttons un-done so my cleavage was in plain view, and openly ...

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Becca and Paul had been together a long time. They weren‘t legally married. A promise was enough for them. Their relationship was not unusual in this day and age, but it was often scrutinized by Becca’s family. Paul owned her. Not true ownership, but he had her. She was his to command and punish. She enjoyed it. It felt secure and Paul was a kind and loving possessor. She would do anything for him, because she knew he’d do the same for her.
Quite often the two would run ads on discrete internet sites, looking for that little bit extra a third party could provide. Many times it would be another man. Paul enjoyed watching Becca fuck others. He felt a sense of pride when she wore them out and came whimpering to him for satisfaction. But Becca’s favorite nights were those spent with a second woman. She did not consider herself bisexual. Nor did she particularly enjoy being with a woman. The reason for her love of other women was that she had power over them. Paul would allow her complete dominance over them. She chose them, made the arrangements, and instructed them in the art of pleasing her man.
They had always been girls who answered the internet ads, but this was Valentine’s Day and Becca wanted to do something special for Paul. The interludes had become too routine, too “planned-out” for them. Each girl would come to dinner with them and flirt, then join them at their home ...

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Liz is breathing in short gasps. Her eyes are closed.I’ve propped myself up on one hand. We’re in the missionary position, or I hope about to go fully into it. With the other hand I grasp my cock and run it up and down her gash, pausing to rest the mushroom head on her clit for a second.She giggles lightly, reaches for my head, pulling my mouth to hers. Our mouths open and tongues slither together. Our saliva blends. She opens her eyes and looks into mine as we kiss.“Are you OK?” I ask, breaking the kiss.“Oh yes, John,” she whispers.I feel her wetness, as my cock head slides easily along her slot. I know that penetrating her now would be easy. My cock is very stiff, and dripping pre-cum. I look down between our bodies. A heavy drop of clear fluid is poised at the slit of my cock. I rub the cock head against her moist outer lips, mixing my secretion with hers.This stage in our relationship has happened very quickly. The passion which flared up between us has carried us headlong to this crucial moment. Once I plunge my cock into her, things could change. There’s a lot at stake. But at this moment, I realize there isn’t any reason right now to rush. I have time. It’s Valentine’s Day. A day for taking your time with your lover. Such opportunities are few, very few.Liz ...

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Sarah had never believed in love at first sight or miracles. That was way on this cold blustery Valentine’s Day she was headed to a new job. She had no one to spend her Valentine’s with, nor did she care. It was an over commercialized holiday that some card maker made up just to line his own pockets with cash. Her parents certainly hadn’t loved her or each other, as they were so fond of telling her. She was a mistake that just happened and because of that they had to get married. Sarah swore she’d never fall for a man, and be saddled with raising kids she didn’t want. She absolutely hated Valentine’s Day. She left home happily when she was 16 and swore never to return. Any time a man approached her for a date she thought of the look in her father’s eyes as he glared at her mother, and then turned that look on her. “It’s your entire fault I’m saddled with that old bat.” Then her mother would throw glasses at him, and they would yell and scream at each other till they both took off for opposite ends of the house slamming doors shut behind them. She would not risk that kind of relationship for all the gold in the world. She showed a cold attitude to the world at large, and refused to let anyone get close to her. She’d become a nighttime security guard for the simple fact that most places she patrolled ...

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Nick Steel wanted something special for his guests at the Valentine’s bash. He thought about his friends and grinned reaching down to stroke his cock through his pants. He knew what the people that came to his parties were looking for. Quickly he picked up the phone and called Amber. She’d been a regular to his party’s ever since that fateful Halloween bash. She’d really changed since then. Now she was very out going, the first to join in all group activities at his parties. She’d even come to work for him in one of his office’s. He wasn’t sure how much work she did but she more then earned her pay. She was definitely a team player. Quickly he explained what he wanted. She giggled and said she’d get right on it. He grinned pleased and buzzed his secretary in. To bad he wasn’t in the same office with Amber as he never could get enough of her. A tall blonde walked in wearing a sexy pin striped suit dress that showed every curve. Coming to his desk with a pen and pad of paper she asked if he needed anything. Leaning back in his chair he showed her his bulge.
“I see the problem Mr. Steel I’ll get right on that.”
Getting to her knees, she leaned toward him showing her cleavage and the fact she was wearing no bra just as he liked. She quickly undone his snap and unzipped him. He stood up so she could ...

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I returned to the on-campus apartment I shared with three other girls about three in the afternoon on Friday. The “Circumcision and Jewish Identity” exam had been a bitch. I drew a total blank on the question about Hasmonean innovations. I threw my book bag on the floor in the living room and went into the kitchen and made a float with Dekuyper Old Tavern root beer schnapps, chocolate chip ice cream, and plenty of ice. Collapsing on the couch, I drained it as I contemplated what I would do this weekend. I needed to unwind from a very tough week of classes. Soon I got up and went into the bedroom I shared with Kimberly. On the floor there sat one of my other roommates, Ashley, in nothing but panties. She rummaged through the bottom of my closet.“Ashley, what are you looking for?”She held up my Carlos Santana rainbow heels. “These.” And then she held my Marc Jacobs yellow patent leather kitten-heel pumps. “And these.” Next the Constanca Basto whipstitch suede and leather pumps with buckles. “I remember when you lost one of these at a party and one of those frat rats came back with it the next day and said he was looking for Cinderella. When I looked confused he added, ‘The redhead who did the strip tease,’ and then I knew who he meant.” “Hey, you have more shoes than I do, Imelda,” I joked.“Yes, that I do, Sarah. But Kevin has seen them all before. He ...

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It had been one of the greatest relationships of her life, however short lived. For the last few months of her senior year Danielle was blissfully happy, and in love with one of the greatest guys she had ever known. She took his virginity, and, in turn, he helped her loosen up and enjoy life more. But they grew apart over the summer and decided to part ways amiably. After driving her home for the last time in awkward silence, he pulled into the driveway and turned to her, “You know, in five years when you’re out of college and I’m rich, I’ll give you a call.” She forced a smile and climbed out of his car and waved him, and her amazing relationship, goodbye.
She moved on, finished college, and enrolled in medical school. Throwing herself into her work made it easier to forget him…but not quite. Which is why the message came as a complete surprise to her. It was after an especially hard day at school when she heard his voice on her answering machine, causing her to freeze in her tracks.
“Hey Danielle, it’s Tom. Just calling to let you know that it’s been five years. Call me back.” As he listed his number, she slowly walked towards the phone, called him back, and made plans for Saturday night.
She was sitting on her bed and strapping on her heels when her doorbell rang. She quickly glanced at the mirror. She had chosen a flowy ...

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Jordan kissed her husband, thanking him for the chocolate and flowers. It was Valentine’s Day, but there would be no romantic evening for her again this year. She had to work. Seemed like they never got a chance to celebrate the day the way she hoped. She was starting to hate the stupid made up holiday, anyway.
Now, work for Jordan on this particular evening meant she was emceeing a Mardi Gras Ball. She had gone over the script with the krewe at practice the night before, everyone making sure they knew their marks for the big presentation. It was her favorite krewe, they knew how to have fun. She knew while she was on stage they’d be bringing her jello-shots, and she had already stocked her cooler with beer and wine. She was looking forward to putting on a nice buzz, hoping she didn’t screw up her lines, and that her jokes would go over with the crowd.
Since the ball fell on Valentine’s Day, the krewe had chosen to make it the theme for the evening. She muttered at the irony under her breath, but Jordan believed in always looking on the bright side. She loved to dress up in costumes: something she’d enjoyed when she was just a little girl, borrowing her mothers heels and prancing around the house. At her age, she recognized the little girl in her liked to let her come out and play.
Sloughing off her earlier thoughts about how stupid Valentines Day ...

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Time was getting late. Why did people always wait to the last minute for these things, Claud wondered. They knew it was coming. Valentine's Day came on the same day every year, year in and year out. Why did people just dither away their time and effort like that and get left late or not at all? Seize the moment. Ya gotta seize the moment.She was working as fast as she could, boxing up and addressing the specialty giant heart-shaped cookies with the customized inscriptions her company sold over the Net. There were three of them and they were having trouble keeping up with the crash orders. They each had a computer screen following the progress of the orders. Jorge and Julio received the cookies and piped out the required inscriptions on whatever order dropped in their computer queue, using pastry bags filled with fast-hardening royal icing. Then the orders came down to Claud on the conveyor belt in their mailing boxes and she typed in and printed out the address labels, closed the boxes, and sent them on out the door to shipping. All quite simple. All doable, except in the first week and a half of February.Twice as many orders were coming from Julio than Jorge. They both had lovely writing, but Jorge was somewhat of a plodder, sitting there for a moment, staring at the blank cookie, as if he was planning what to write—when what to write was provided for him right there on the computer screen. ...

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