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True tales of Feb. 14 naughtiness.  One of the worst Valentine's Days I'd ever expected to have actually turned out to be one of the best. My boyfriend of three years had left me for someone just a month before, but apparently he'd forgotten to cancel an automatic flower delivery subscription. I was just stepping out of the shower when the doorbell rang, so I threw on my robe and answered the door. There he was, a young delivery guy… cute, cut, brown eyes, wavy hair and the most adorable dimple as he smiled and handed me his clipboard. "Flowers for you, miss. Happy Valentine's Day!" Smiling, I took his clipboard and let my robe fall completely open. I could tell he was trying to be polite, glancing away yet sneaking peeks as I slowly signed my name. "You in a hurry?" I asked, handing back the clipboard. "Well, I... um… no, not really," he sheepishly checked his watch. I let the robe fall completely to the floor and stepped back inside. He caught the cue and didn't hesitate. Stepping inside and shutting the door, I pulled his shirt up and off as he hopped and stumbled out of his shoes and pants. Next thing I know, he pushed me up against the wall and slipped his tongue in my mouth, pressing up against my naked body. I was instantly wet, running my fingers down his tanned chest and then over his hard cock. He was so hot; it was the best sex I'd ever had. Turns out his name was Dennis. And coincidentally, we're getting married this Valentine's Day.Willow C., Livermore, CA Chocolate  Nell just loves chocolate. She is my first lesbian lover, and I wanted our first Valentine's Day together to be special. Before she got home, I decorated the bedroom with dark chocolate hearts, milk chocolate kisses, and white chocolate red roses. She came home to ambient romantic music and a path of rose petals, lit by the soft warm glow of candlelight. I could hear her giggle as she dropped her things, slipped her shoes off and followed the rose petals to our bedroom. I greeted her with a sensual slow kiss, pulled her clothes off, and pushed her gently back onto the bed. I dipped my finger into a jar of dark chocolate and spread a little across her full pink lips, and then let her enjoy a long and sensual chocolate kiss. She stretched her small tight body lithely across the bed, enjoying being surrounded by chocolate. I moved down her neck with slow soft kisses, and smearing a little chocolate across her breasts, I gently sucked it off of each nipple. She answered with gasps of delight. A little chocolate on her flat, smooth stomach and a little more on her thighs, I was sure to lick and suck off every little bit. Nell opened a white chocolate rose and ran it over her lips, then back across her tongue, sucking and licking. I moved down between her legs and covered her shaved pussy with dark chocolate. Tonguing and teasing her chocolate clit, I slid my fingers up inside her and Nell was in ecstasy. She moaned and writhed as I moved my fingers and hand up into her, fucking her, and licking and sucking her hard clit. It didn't take long—she came hard all over my face, the sweet dark chocolate running together with her natural salty sweet flavor. I moved up over top of her to share an intimate and very chocolatey, wet Valentine's kiss.Theodora H., New York, NY Four's Company  Normally I can't stand Valentine's Day. All the cards and candy make it feel like a giant Hallmark conspiracy. And when you don't have someone to be with, it's fucking miserable. So this Valentine's Day, I decided not to spend it alone. My friend Grace told me about this special "party" just outside the city, something you have to be invited to. She wouldn't tell me anything about it except I would "like it." She brought me in with her and introduced me to the hosts, but then she disappeared somewhere upstairs. It was this three story house, there was a DJ and all these men and women dressed in next to nothing. Long story short, I wandered upstairs and could not believe what I saw. Everyone in the room was either in lingerie or naked. But more importantly, everyone was in groups of three or more and fucking together. My dick got hard instantly as I watched this hot blonde with huge tits on her knees sucking off this guy as another guy fucked her from behind. I got there just as he was getting off. Next thing I know, the guy getting blown motions me over and points to her. I didn't need any directing. I spied a glass bowl full of condoms, stepped out of my clothes, rolled one on and got behind her. She didn't seem to mind as I eased my wide eight inches fully into her warm wet snatch. In fact, she started going down on the guy faster and faster, moaning as she deep throated him and ground back against me. As if it couldn't get any better, this redheaded girl with a red and black corset steps over and starts pressing her double D's into my face. And as I continued to fuck the blonde, the redhead straddled her and starts rubbing herself on the blonde's back, putting her rosy nipples against my lips. So there we were, the four of us, fucking and sucking, and I tell you I've never been happier. I slipped my fingers up inside the slippery redhead as I thrust into the blonde, felt her shiver and cum on me, pulling and massaging my cock oh-so-tightly, then watched as the other guy moaned and shot his load all over the blonde's face. It was a long sweaty night. I swear I'll never gripe about Valentine's Day ever again.Mike D., Chicago, IL
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