Copyright 2009 Lusty Library. All Rights Reserved http://www.lustylibrary.com en-us Fri, 09 Jan 2009 20:00:01 -0500 webmaster@lustylibrary.com (TheLustyLibrarian) Straight:18 Candles http://www.lustylibrary.com/Stories/Straight/18_Candles/Raindrops_9180 Straight:18 Candles Tue, 16 Dec 2008 16:21:40 -0500







She had watched. She had waited. The smell of the spring rain drifted through the slightly open patio door into the sunroom where she was pretending to read. She inhaled the faint fragrance as she listened to the steady drizzle of rain hit the pavement outside. Her skin was as wet as the pavement with perspiration as the humid day dragged on. She looked at the clock; her parents’ plane, which had already been delayed, was still late. Her gaze drifted to him, the man she had grown obsessed with.

She watched him over the book she hadn’t even begun to read as he dripped with rain, his large muscles and broad shoulders flexing as he passed the net through their large pool. His curly black hair was flat and dripping water, and his emerald green eyes shone the gray of the pool, despite the dreary day. His shorts were weighed down with moisture, showing the curve of his muscular legs that shaped into bulging carves and bare feet. She sighed as she surveyed him cleaning their pool, the same way she had every week for the last three weeks.

Only one month had passed since her eighteenth birthday, and Tayla’s core had burned for the touch of a man. Before her eighteenth birthday, she had imagined it also, but not with as much passion as since Alexandra had started. She had imagined his hands all over her as she masturbated, one ...

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Today was my birthday. I was very excited that I was of legal age. I went over to my grandma's house after I had a good breakfast at home.
When I arrived at the house, there was a note on the door. It said, “Sorry I couldn't be there for your birthday. I'm on vacation in Miami.I did leave you a few presents, especially one in my bedroom. HappyBirthday! Love, Grandma."
I got out a key to her house on my key chain, along with my other keys, and opened the door. I went inside. Her house was very beautiful. On the living room table, there was a birthday card, cash, a few gift cards, and then I went into the kitchen. I saw not one but two birthday cakes.
The first one was a cake she baked: a French vanilla cake with chocolate frosting. The other one in the freezer was an ice cream cake. It was a half-sheet cake with white sponge cake and cookies-n-cream ice cream in a bright, colorful design of stripes.
On the note, she had said something about a gift in her bedroom. So I went in there and found a half-naked man in the bed.
He smiled and said "Happy Birthday."
I could not believe it was happening to me. He was an orgasm on two legs. When he got up, I noticed the eight-pack abs, sexy smile, large hands, dark blonde hair, deep brown ...

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She looked into his eyes. He was looking at her the entire time; she knew it. When she was talking, when she was brushing a stray strand of hair from her eyes, he just looked at her. She could easily say that she was the only one talking. He talked, but very little... he just listened and looked at her.The weather was cloudy. It appeared ready to rain, and a cool breeze was blowing. Most had stayed indoors anticipating the rain, so they were alone in the park. She cursed herself earlier for wearing just a tee and jeans as she shivered, but now all was forgotten in the magical moment of being with him."Don’t you think this conversation has been pretty one-sided?" she asked playfully. "Why don’t you say something?"He smiled as he said, "I love listening to you talk. I am afraid that time won’t wait for us, so I want to treasure each moment with you."She realised with a pang he would be leaving... leaving in two days. They would be drawn apart by their universities, by mundane life. Tears came to her eyes as she remembered how close they had been in high school but how their lives had fallen apart since then. She had loved him for as long as she knew, but was afraid… afraid that he might not accept... worse, what if he stopped seeing her? So she had never told him. Everyone thought they were together. They were, but as friends.He looked at ...

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As Emily did her homework in front of the TV on Saturday night, she heard the doorbell ring. She set down her history book and got up. She looked through the peep hole and rolled her eyes. It was John, who lived two doors down and golfed with her stepdad.
“Hey John, what’s up,” she said casually.
“I was looking for your dad, is he around?” Emily never understood John. He was in his late thirties, not bad looking, and as far as Emily knew, single. Still, he was never around women and socialized with her parents.
“No, sorry, they are away for the weekend,” she said. “But he’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Oh, no worries, I just wanted to borrow his golfing gloves.”
“Here, come on in… I think they are in the garage.”
Emily led him down the hall to the garage. John was surprised to see how messy it was since the rest of the house was always kept spotless. As Emily began sorting, John began to notice things he never noticed before. Even though he had only moved there two years ago, it seemed Emily had grown so much: she now had full perky breasts, a flat stomach, and legs that seemed to go on forever. For an 18-year-old her face seemed to glow with both youth and sophistication. She bent down to look through a box of sports gear when John saw something he never expected would affect him. Her ass. ...

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Morgan, an 18-year-old theater nerd, had been told that for her senior year she was to stagehand for the high school play. God, stagehanding for the play was horrible. Thirty set changes in 2 hours! The only thing that kept her going was the sexy actor Lucas, also 18. He was one of those flirty guys – always smacking somebody's ass or getting some backstage. She wasn’t ugly either, with dark brown hair and eyes, Mexican skin. Lucas was Italian and Indian. She dreamed about him, his black eyes and hair and tanned skin. Everyone thought he was handsome. He knew he was. Luke was the best-looking boy on the professional drama team, no fucking doubt. And Morgan wanted him. During the first couple shows, she would see him on right wing, where she was stationed. He was wearing a western outfit for the play, Footloose. He would rub his crotch uncomfortably right in front of her. She had to stare. There must have been some sort of snake down there, she thought while watching, licking her lips excitedly. He would smack her ass as they crossed paths backstage, letting out a quiet whoop as she returned it. She tried not to seem desperate as she would moan to herself. On the second to last show they were standing behind right wing, behind one of the walls that was to go on."How long till you move this thing?" Luke whispered to her. Morgan jumped at his voice, and he held onto ...

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To be honest, I had expected my first time to be a bit different. More romantic, I suppose. A girl my age. In school uniform. With straight brown hair and a shy smile. It would be her first time as well. We would have been dating for months, and she would have gone one step at a time - like they all do - and then, wham. Maybe on my next birthday, when I turn 19, or something. As a special present. As it was, things turned out a bit different. It happened yesterday. I wanted to write while it was still fresh in my mind, so that I got it all down exactly how it happened without changing any of the facts, or exaggerating - not that I need to - or getting things wrong. Because this was only a few hours ago, I can get it all down just as it was. I can even remember the words, just as they were said. "Excuse me, can you hold this," said the woman as she passed me a white towel, which was damp from her sweat. She had been working out for nearly an hour by the look of her. Quite red in the face. She was probably late 30s, with a short bob of dark hair. I vaguely recognised her as one of the regulars. "Sure," was all I said, taking the towel from her and looking down at my plimsolls.Perhaps I should explain what I'm doing at the ...

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Debbie danced with the first guy who asked, a cute black guy with a gold tooth and twisty locks of hair. The noise of the music pounded through her body. He had his arm around her waist, holding her tight to his body, pressing his groin into her crotch. Debbie rocked her hips, grinding herself on his hard lump. She held the beer bottle in one hand and some of it spilled out, but what did she care? It wasn't her carpet.The guy leaned close and shouted something in her ear. She didn't understand what he said but nodded anyway. He was pretty cute. She wished she could remember his name.He took her hand and dragged her through the crowd of dancing people. They stopped at a group standing in front of a closet door. He said something to one of the girls, and she said something back. He turned to Debbie and put his hands on her hips."What are we doing?" Debbie said. Her breasts flattened against his hard chest."You ever play Seven Minutes In Heaven?"Debbie shook her head. "What is it?"He pointed to the closet door with his thumb."You go in the closet and you get to do whatever you want for seven minutes."Debbie grinned. "Sounds like fun.""It is."One of the girls yanked the closet door open. A guy and a girl came out. He was grinning and she was pulling her halter top down. Some of the people standing in the group laughed."Hey, we're next," Debbie's guy shouted.He ...

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It turns out we had the same birthday- that cursed late birthday which put us in a class with students younger than us- some by nearly an entire year. Of course, I didn't find this out until later.Somehow we had never talked very much; I was totally wrapped up in Band, and he was one of those loathsome Music Appreciation students. Our director hated his Music Ap classes, describing them as "hooligans from hell" so naturally, we didn't like them very much either.We were shocked beyond belief when he announced that his Music Ap class for this semester would be going to competition with us. He went on to explain that they were probably the best Music Ap class he's had in over thirty years of teaching at this school. He also communicated a regret that most students never got much of a chance to see the band perform - there were football games, of course, but the marching bands there were never high priority. Therefore, this year the class would be traveling with us to see the competition. It was especially irritating for me, as I didn't want Band Competition ruined my senior year by a bunch of Music Ap brats.On the bus ride up, he was three seats ahead of me, sitting alone with a book and a music player. Of course, I didn't think anything of it. He was just one of those Music Ap kids - I knew him, from a friend-of-a-friend standpoint, but didn't really care ...

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Her birthday had gone spectacularly this year - as it always does, and I relaxed as Ella moved her fingers across my chest gently. I didn't mind this, this play, this comfortable, quiet time together. One hand played with her hair as the other held her against my side.I was shirtless, it was how I always slept, and tonight was no exception. Ella occasionally ran her soft fingertips across my torso, not really thinking about it. Usually, we'd talk if we were both still awake, but we were quiet.My finger curled a strand of hair, and suddenly, the strand was gripped. Ella's hand had found it was a little lower than my chest - to the waist band of my pajama pants, gently going back and forth."Ella..." I let out a husky breath, tugging at her waist.She looked up, her hand not stopping. "What? It's not like we haven't done this, Jeffery." Her bright blue eyes looked into my own hazel ones innocently. She was clothed in a new little night outfit Noel, my sister, had given her. It was a nice shirt with small sleeves and short shorts - both tight. She wasn't wearing a bra, she rarely did to bed unless she felt the need to, but the night was warm and with me and the blanket near, she thought it would be silly for any extra clothing. I didn't see what kind of panties she was wearing, I didn't care at the moment.I slowly let my hand relax, ...

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Sam lay in bed restless, tossing and turning. She found it difficult to sleep since her 18th birthday party the previous week. She looked at the clock, 11:30. She moaned and turned over for the umpteenth time, replaying the images from the last dance. Her mother had organised the party and invited all her college friends. There were a couple of guys who were interested in Sam but she felt nothing for them. Sam had become enamoured with only one man, her mother’s boyfriend. Since her father died 4 years ago, her mum had kept to herself, then recently she met this younger man, he was 30 and very athletic, and Sam liked him straight away. She gave immediate approval to her mum, who in turn, was delighted. The relationship was now into the 4th month and still strong. Mum had never brought Peter back to the house to stay but sometimes stayed over at his house. The last dance of Sam’s night was the climax she did not expect. One of the lads, Dave, asked her to dance but she declined. Most of the guests were on the dance floor and Sam just sat watching. She noticed her mum talking with Peter and then saw Peter approach, his hand out stretched, she felt a knot in her stomach and her knees tremble. He reached down and took her hand, not asking but leading her to the dance floor. She floated behind him, feeling that this was a dream. He turned ...

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