____________________________ | | /)| KRISTEN'S BOOKSHELF |(\ / )| DIRECTORIES |( \ __( (|____________________________|) )__ ((( \ \ > /_) ( \ < / / ))) (\\\ \ \_/ / \ \_/ / ///) \ / \ / \ _/ \_ / / / \ \ o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o o particular order other than offering them to you in alpha- o o betical directories. o o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o o be typed therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s o o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o o tertainment and should not be read by minors. Kristen o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o CAMPING WITH JAPANESE GIRLS (MFF, asian) by Anonymous (c) 1997 *** I wrote the following story. It is a work of fiction. *** The summer between his sophomore and junior years in college, he took his pretty Japanese girlfriend and two of her female Japanese student friends on an extended camping trip. All three girls had been raised in large cities in Japan, and none had ever slept in a tent or cooked on a Coleman stove before. They were amazed at his ability to choose good destinations, and at his command of the technology and common sense necessary to make camping comfortable and fun. He was their fearless leader and everything went well. After a few nights at different campsites, they had the system down, and could set up the tent, lay out the equipment, and organize a new campsite in a matter of minutes. He had planned the trip carefully, so there would be hikes and activities every day and good food at each meal. By the end of the trip, it became obvious that all of the girls had a crush on the American man who played host on the trip. They all slept together in one large tent. His girlfriend had not brought the diaphragm and contraceptive cream since she did not intend to allow him to make love to her in the same tent with her friends. He was more than a little disappointed about this since the fresh air and exercise was making him quite horny and he could think of other places besides the tent where they might go for a quickie. But he was not going to have intercourse with her without the diaphragm regardless of his horniness. Late one night he hauled her out of their warm sleeping bag and into the back seat of the car, and demanded some sort of sexual relief. She refused to give him oral sex. She had never liked to give head. It was too dirty for her. When he lowered his pajamas and showed her how bad off he was, though, she got some cold cream out of her cosmetic case, rubbed her hands together briskly to warm them, and spread the cream all over his hard cock. Then she gripped the slippery cock tightly with both hands and started rubbing it up and down vigorously. The sensation was extreme. She was starting out too rough, giving him three times the stimulation he needed at that point. He writhed on the car seat, kicking his legs and gritting his teeth. He held his breath, to avoid making too much noise, and also because he had discovered that holding his breath somehow made the sensation even more extreme. She was surprised by his strong reaction. She did not have much experience giving hand jobs and did not realize she was overdoing it. As she watched her nude American boyfriend wince and hiss like a man being tortured, she got a little excited herself. She kept up the rhythm faithfully. His excitement built. His eyes were squinted shut and he was gasping, when suddenly his body gave a great jerk and his cock squirted ribbons of sperm all over the place. She had not anticipated the mess he would make. She cleaned it up with paper towels while he collapsed on the seat, smiling. She knew he was ticklish after an orgasm, so she ran her fingernails along his sides and belly, and spent extra time dabbing the paper towel around his tender balls while he twitched and giggled. She thought it was fun to make him lurch by suddenly and viciously pinching the head of his limp but still sensitive cock. She did this several times, though he asked her half-heartedly to stop. She caressed him lightly and patiently for several more minutes until he had completely wound down and returned to normal. Then she opened the front of her pajama shirt, and leaned forward and kissed him. He ran his hands inside her shirt and around her breasts. He drew aside her long black hair and smooched her neck. She shuddered. He ordered her to take off all her clothes even if she felt embarrassed to do so. He insisted that she take off her slippers and socks so he could see her dainty feet. She was both embarrassed and excited when she was arranged on the car seat, leaning back against him, her small head resting near his shoulder, her long black hair cascading down his chest. She spread apart her naked tender young legs so her pussy was exposed and vulnerable. His left arm clamped under her breasts, hefting them up and occasionally pestering a nipple, while his right hand ran up and down the inside of her thighs and across her belly. As he hovered his hand just above her pussy he swore he could feel heat radiating from it as from an electric coil. He pulled and twisted her pubic hairs to tease her, then finally he started to fondle her pussy. He stretched and rolled the outer lips, pulling them wide open. Then he put some saliva on his fingers and applied it to her inner lips and clit. He started rubbing her nasty warm pussy, and he put two fingers inside. He flicked her clit occasionally. She started responding. Now he could smell her pussy, and the smell brought back delicious memories of that afternoon, a year ago, when he had eaten her and made her come for the first time in her life. Now he began poking the clit in little strokes, from beneath or from the side. He was being very gentle and deliberate. He could feel the small bean grow larger and harder under his finger tip. Her tummy stiffened, and she involuntarily drew her legs up and opened them wide. She threw her head back and pointed her dainty bare feet gracefully. He pushed three fingers of his left hand into her tight pussy, and began stroking her clit in a steady rhythm with his right index finger. He kept this up patiently, and he watched her for signs of when to slow down or speed up. He stayed with her and kept his concentration. After a short while she was squinting, muttering in Japanese, and bucking. In the final few moments before she came, he kind of stood back and regarded the scene in his mind. He thought, "I wish I could record this on tape or something. What an incredible scene! Look, here is this young exotic Asian girl stretched out all naked at my mercy, moaning and tossing her long black hair back and forth, while I press that nasty little button between her saucy nude legs. God! And now she's going to cum, here goes!" She came like crazy, of course. She made entirely too much noise, and even though the car windows were rolled up he was afraid the girls in the tent outside would hear and assume she was being mauled by a bear or something. He had three fingers in her, and he could feel her cunt contract rhythmically. She would yell "OH!" at each contraction. There were seven contractions and she yelled "OH!" seven times. He had learned something from her. When a person has just finished having an orgasm, what you do is tickle them and tease them. He let her calm down a bit, then he started twiddling his fingertips along her flanks. She was very ticklish, and she laughed and squirmed and tried to hold his hands away. He got one hand loose and stuck a finger in her armpit and wiggled it mercilessly. She shrieked and twisted. He warned her not to be so loud. He caressed her softly for awhile without tickling her. She tolerated his touch, but with quite a bit of apprehension. She felt sensitive and vulnerable and her nude body was shivering a little from the cold. Suddenly he pinched her clit hard. She jumped and gave a shout. He told her to lie still and be quiet. He put his mouth on her neck and took some of the delicate skin between his teeth. He pinched her clit and had the satisfaction of feeling her twitch and gasp. He waited awhile, holding her neck with his mouth, then pinched her poor clit again and felt her body jerk again. She could have fought him off or told him seriously to stop, but she felt weak and paralyzed by his bite-hold on her neck. She realized that she enjoyed the feeling of vulnerability. He held her like that for three more minutes, periodically pinching her clit, and biting her neck constantly between pinchings, before finally letting her go. They crawled back into the tent and into their double sleeping bag, feeling warm and cosy and satisfied, and kissed and caressed each other tenderly, before dozing off. THE END