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<title><![CDATA[Early Morning]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Early-Morning_10881</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 16:04:29 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Randy was at home after a grueling wrestling match. Something or someone was on his mind. It was Linda who had occupied his thoughts. He really missed being with her. His heart nearly broke when Linda was involved in a really bad car accident. Luckily, she survived with a few broken bones, none were life-threatening. He even thought of the time she stayed at his house for a few weeks while she recuperated. He was glad to look after her. He didn't mind doing anything and everything for her. That night, he called Linda on the phone and wanted to talk to her. She told him about how she was doing after the accident. She sounded upbeat because she not only fully recovered but she was also financially compensated from the accident.Linda went home after the few weeks to recover and seek physical therapy. He then thought of something. Late that night, he went over to her house. The sun was about to rise when Randy quietly opened the door and walked up the stairs. Linda was in her bedroom, soundly sleeping. Being careful not to startle let alone wake her, he lightly touched her face with his fingertips. He knelt down to her bed and stroked her dark reddish-brown hair. He then softly kissed her face then down to her throat. Her blue eyes lightly fluttered open, slowly waking up. "Randy? Is that you?" she softly spoke."It's me, Linda. I couldn't stop thinking about you last night. I just had ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Early-Morning_10881">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Seven Delicious Moments]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Seven-Delicious-Moments_10353</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 17:24:39 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>My wife Mary and I have been married for 10 years. We have a great sex life together, but neither of us was terribly experienced before we met, and from time to time this has caused a certain amount of restlessness in both of us. It's not that we have any doubts about our relationship together: it's great, and neither of us can imagine a life without the other. However, just sometimes we feel that it would be nice to have a few other experiences to look back on. Our solution to this has simply been to permit a little extramarital activity on both sides. An occasional adventure (and they don't happen very often) makes us feel good, but doesn't threaten our marriage in any way. We have three strict rules: one, no extramarital activity without the other's permission; two, extramarital adventures to be strictly "one-off" affairs (repeat encounters with the same person might build up an emotional bond); and three, condom use at all times. This last condition is a bit of a disappointment to Mary, who enjoys feeling the splash of a man's come deep inside her, but we observe it strictly. There is an unwritten fourth condition that each of us must tell the other all they want to know about the adventures afterwards. Usually, this is done in considerable detail and results in an exciting lovemaking session at home.In other respects, I suppose we have a pretty conventional marriage: suburban house, two great kids, and two jobs. ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Seven-Delicious-Moments_10353">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Caddying for Nathalie Gulbis]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Caddying-for-Nathalie-Gulbis_10157</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 12 Aug 2009 15:58:11 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/><br />
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My friends call me the biggest liar in the world, but I swear that it truly happened, and I'll stand by that until I die. It occurred on a course way out in the desert north of Las Vegas, after a pro-am tournament. Caddies were drawn by lottery, and I somehow got Nathalie Gulbis, widely considered the hottest girl on the LPGA tour.<br />
I could not believe my good fortune. Blond, sassy, with astripper's body, and one of the finest golfers on the LPGA tour, I knew it would be a pleasure to caddy for her. Nathalie looked hot on the golf course or on "The Celebrity Apprentice," elegantly dressed in an evening gown, or especially, in her bikini photos for FHM. With her blond hair, dark eyes, and sexy tits and ass, she looked amazing. I especially liked the way she looked in a cute golfer's outfit, with a short skirt, tight top and golfer's cap on, her hair in a bun. Her tight tits rode high and perky. <br />
When she came close to me to pick a club out the bag, I got a special thrill, or watching her, in hershort skirt, tight white top, golfer's cap, and golfing shoes. She had a kind of schoolgirl look about her. She was courteous to the crowd, but I was starting to have rather ungentlemanly thoughts, as I watched the bounce in her walk, or the way her breasts would move in hergolf ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Caddying-for-Nathalie-Gulbis_10157">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[A Heartbreaker]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/A-Heartbreaker_9514</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 13:58:16 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Her back arched, pressing her hot form to his bare chest. He ran his cold hand, sweating, from her shoulder, down her arm, and along her soft, supple thigh. Her ruby red nails dug into his firm shoulder blades as he nibbled her collarbone. He hooked his hand under her knee and lifted her leg as he kissed the hollow of her neck. He could feel her pulse against his lips. She extended her head backwards, sighing. His mouth moved to kiss her veins and tendons of her neck as he lowered her gently to the soft sheets.She closed her eyes, smiling. Running her hands softly over his back, she tilted her head to kiss him with her full, scarlet lips. His nimble fingers traced the intricate black lace of her bra.He lifted his head from her gentle lips. &ldquo;I love you,&rdquo; he whispered sincerely.She stared into his copper eyes with her large emerald ones. A soft hand traced his face, fingertips pressing to his mouth. She kissed him.He arose from the warm tangle of sheets. His pulse was irregular. His breath was even, and distantly spread. A bead of sweat ran along his face, down his neck and slowly onto his chest, before a ruby-tipped finger pressed the bead of wetness. He stared at his lovely companion. She returned her body to her lace bra and matching garter. She placed her hands on his shoulders as his ran up her thighs to the small of her back. She leaned in ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/A-Heartbreaker_9514">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Working With Mario]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Working-With-Mario_9324</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 17:20:54 -0500</pubDate>
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I was so thrilled to have written my very first screenplay and then have it being made into a movie. I can't believe it! Me and my actress friend Martina were working with none other than Mario Lopez! The movie is an action/romance about a female government agent named Serena Davenport played by Martina who goes undercover as a mob hitwoman to rescue Luciano Favoritti, son of crime mobster Stanley Favoritti (Mario), from a rival rob family known as the Driscollis. I was so positive that this movie would make Mario a huge screen star, especially since I picked him for the part of the mobster's son. I hoped he wouldn't mind that wrote a few scenes where he is naked, front and back. I'm sure he wouldn't mind doing three separate love/sex scenes with Martina's character either.<br />
Anyway, Martina and I were excited because Mario came to rehearse a scene with us. At my house, nonetheless! The scene Martina and Mario were rehearsing was where after Luciano (Mario's character) thanks Serena (Martina's character) after being rescued from the mobsters.<br />
"Hello, ladies," Mario said to us with his charming, dimpled smile.<br />
"Hi, Mario. You're just in time," I said to him as I shook his hand.<br />
"Hi," Martina said, smiling at him.<br />
"Ready to get started?" I asked.<br />
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"Okay, in this scene, you and Serena go to her hotel suite after saving you from your family's rivals. You thank her personally. ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Working-With-Mario_9324">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[My Footballing Fantasy]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/My-Footballing-Fantasy_9089</link>
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<pubDate>Thu, 27 Nov 2008 15:09:00 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>This fantasy is about Tottenham Hotspur's number 5, David Bentley. For those of you who don't know him, google him, he's gorgeous, LOL. First story, hope you enjoy it! ___________________________________"Damn!" I hang my head in frustration at the missed chance, knowing it cost us the Co-Ed Rec Football League championship. I know I need to at least pretend to have a decent excuse, so I reach down and adjust my laces, and I can feel the eyes on my ass in my little football shorts. This gets me squirming a little, but I shake my head clear and focus on the match at hand. "It's ok, keep your chin up," I hear from Rachel, one of our midfielders, who gives me a reassuring tap on the rear and we move on with the game. A few minutes later, I redeem myself. A ball squirts out to me on the edge of the box from a corner, and I slam it home, giving us the lead. This proves enough to win it, and the Rangers are the city champs! After some congratulatory hugs and high fives, we agree to meet out our favorite pub to celebrate. I walk over to my car, which is parked way off in the corner of the lot. I glance around and don't see a soul, so I strip off my sweaty jersey as I reach my old clunker in favor of a t-shirt sitting on the backseat. "That was some finish back there," I hear from ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/My-Footballing-Fantasy_9089">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[In Bed with Julian]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/In-Bed-with-Julian_8084</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 10:36:04 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Hey, it&rsquo;s me Wendy Carson. My fellow shutterbug and best friend Kristy Garrison are doing another exciting photo shoot for Fantasies for Women magazine. We're doing a cover and a photo shoot for the mag's "Bedroom Issue" which features articles and such for about everything to do in the boudoir. We couldn't be more excited to do the shoot with none other than my favorite male model (and every Playgirl reader's wet dream) Julian Fantechi! When he introduced himself, we were so thrilled to meet him. Being a closeted Playgirl reader myself, I thought of Julian as number one on my very own MTRD (Men To Really Do) list. I first started admiring him after seeing a few videos of him on YouTube (which are on both my playlist and favorites) and of course seeing him in Playgirl. Anyways, Kristy and I were setting up for the shoot. We got a spectacular location for the shoot, the Hyatt Regency Boston, in where else Boston, Massachusetts. It's our first visit to the city. To me, there are four words to describe Beantown: charming, historic, collegiate, and sporty (because of all the teams: Celtics, Patriots, Red Sox, etc.). We had the shoot at 9:30 AM at a hotel room on the fifth floor. Julian looked very excited about doing the shoot. He wore a white tank top and stonewash jeans. Once his tank top came off and we got out our digital cameras, we were ready to start the shoot. I swear Julian's ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/In-Bed-with-Julian_8084">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Relaxing Elliot]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Relaxing-Elliot_7489</link>
<category>Straight:Celebrity</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 10:34:09 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Detective Elliot Stabler was extremely stressed after work. He was very tense and very sore, especially in the muscles. He along with his partner Detective Benson had a field day catching crooks, perverts, and everything, all the usual work in the Special Victims Unit division of the NYPD.Elliot was walking home when he stopped by a coffee shop to gethimself some coffee. There, he noticed a beautiful redheaded woman sitting by herself."Is this seat taken?" Elliot asked smiling at her.She looked at him and said, "I don't mind."He sat himself across from her. He had a cup of coffee with sugar and cream. The woman had a french vanilla cappuccino and a chocolate covered cannoli."You look every tense, Detective," she said."Please call me Elliot. I'm off-duty," He replied.She said,"Okay, Elliot. My name's Toni Ann. I'm a masseuse."He replied,"You are? Could you help me relax?""Sure. I'm licensed and I work at home, mainly my apartment," Toni Ann said.After having coffee, Elliot and Toni Ann went to her apartment. Once they were there, Elliot asked, "Can you do a full body massage?"Toni Ann showed him her license. She said, "Yes, I can do a full body massage."He looked at her and asked, "How much do you charge for one?"She said, "Usually, I would charge fifteen dollars."He said to her, "I'll give you fifty."She said, "Sounds good."Toni Ann put out her massage table and had everything set up in the living room. She gathered her many massage oils in different scents and all.Once Elliot ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Relaxing-Elliot_7489">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Hup, Part II]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Hup,-Part-II_7728</link>
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<pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 15:59:12 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>Hup is the sound you make when you breathe in sharplyTe&#351;ekkür ederim = Thank youDidem stepped off the elevator onto the plush indigo carpeting of the hallway. She didn&rsquo;t even have time for second thoughts: the doorman had alerted him, so Tarkan held the door to his apartment open, waiting for her. The sleeveless tank he wore exposed his muscled arms. Her feet didn&rsquo;t even make a sound as she came closer, nor did he. His subdued manner surprised her, but as soon she stepped over the threshold he grasped her waist and lifted her high. He buried his face in Didem&rsquo;s belly. Instinctively, she reached down to hold his head, combing her fingers through his hair. Tarkan breathed in her scent and laughed.Hup.When he set her on her feet, she ran her hands over the planes of his face, rubbing her palms along the stubbly almost-beard on his cheeks. She passed her fingertips over his eyelids which closed under her touch, but he reached up to take one of her hands. Pressing her fingers against his lips, he opened his astonishing green eyes to watch her intently. She wasn&rsquo;t afraid of his look anymore and wasn&rsquo;t afraid to reveal herself in her own eyes.&ldquo;You came.&rdquo;Didem nodded, unable to speak. Tarkan&rsquo;s voice was so soft &hellip; so incredulous &hellip; it was as if he hadn&rsquo;t been sure she would come. He buried his face in the angle of her neck.She muttered his name and clung to him as he bent her ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Hup,-Part-II_7728">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Hup Part I ]]></title>
<link>http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Hup-Part-I-_7566</link>
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<pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 17:49:32 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Lusty Library<br/><br/>The Turkish singer Tarkan embodies seduction and temptation.Author&rsquo;s note: If you&rsquo;ve never seen Tarkan, check out his video for Hup and his live performances on youtube and you will understand why I lust after this man!Hayat&#305;m&#305; güzelliklerle doldurdu&#287;un için, te&#351;ekkür ederim. = Thank you for filling my life with beauty.Sevgili can mean &lsquo;dear,&rsquo; or &lsquo;girlfriend,&rsquo; or &lsquo;lover&rsquo;.Hup is the sound you make when you breathe in sharply.**************************************************The kettle whistled. Didem turned to shut the gas off, but he stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her under her breasts. He pressed his hard body against hers while he nuzzled her nape. When he brushed his silky lips across her hairline, the soft hairs of his goatee tickled her.&ldquo;Tarkan,&rdquo; she protested feebly, but she held him in place when she grasped his forearms.&ldquo;I love the way you say my name.&rdquo; His voice was low and thrummed with subtle energy. &ldquo;The Turkish way &hellip;&rdquo;&ldquo;Tarkan, please &hellip;&rdquo;&ldquo;Mmmm, yes?&rdquo;The sound of her swallow boomed in her ears. &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t &ndash; I can&rsquo;t &ndash;&rdquo;&ldquo;Shhh, sevgili Didem,&rdquo; he urged, his breathy whisper teasing the space behind her ear. The term of endearment shattered the sweet spell he&rsquo;d cast on her and galvanized her into action.&ldquo;No!&rdquo; She spun to face him and felt cold after breaking his embrace, the loss cutting her deeply. She grasped at anger to fuel her resolve. &ldquo;No, I am not your girlfriend!&rdquo; She slapped his hands away when he tried to touch her face and shoved him away from her. She ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/Celebrity/Hup-Part-I-_7566">Get The Full Story At Lusty Library</a>]]></description>
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