____________________________ | | /)| 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 Gangster - Part 2 (MF, v, nc, bond) by Anonymous - 1991 * "We'll clear this furniture away and you can do your floor exercise for me then." He summoned Robert, who licked his lips as soon as he saw the naked 13 year old standing there. The three of them quickly moved all the furniture back to the walls, Robert copping a nice feel of Kylie's arse in the process, and Robert retired again sporting a huge bulge in the front of his pants. To Paul's command, Kylie did her routine of handstands, flips, jumps, tumbles and splits, ending up in a difficult double back somersault and landing in the splits. She was facing away from Paul at this point, so he had a fine view of her arsehole and into her cunt, already wet and glistening with the sweat from her exertion and from the sexual excitement she was feeling. ... he had a fine view of her arsehole and into her 13 year old cunt, already wet and glistening ... "Don't you think this is a bit unfair, Mr Lance?" "How's that, Kylie?" "Well you have to keep all your clothes on and I'm nice and free. Why don't you take your clothes off too?" "My thoughts exactly!" the dirty bastard shouted as he tore at his shirt. When he pulled his underpants down, his cock burst up hard and hot and Kylie gasped. "Jesus!" she said, "that's huge!" "Yeah," said Paul, pleased as punch at the girl's reaction, "I bet it's bigger than those little boys you've been playing with." "You bet!.. Can I touch it?" Paul couldn't believe his ears. Normally they were screaming and shouting for the cops by now, but this little cunt was asking to play with his dick. "Why don't you do what you do with the boys?" he said, curious to see what she'd been up to so far. He sat down on the easy chair and put his legs over the arms. His cock, balls and arsehole were all on display for the 13 year old schoolgirl. Kylie knelt between his outstretched legs and looked at the display in front of her. She wrapped her little fingers around the shaft of his cock and started to jerk him off. She was very good at it, and in no time had him nearly ready to shoot. "Hold it, you'll have me shooting off too soon. Why don't I look at you for a little while? Get up here on the chair and do the same as me." Kylie spread her legs, making her slick smooth fleshy cunt gape for his eager hungry eyes. Paul knelt between her thighs and put his fingers into the wet split. "What did you mean about shooting Mr Lance?" she said, panting again with the heat in her tiny cunt. "Haven't you ever seen a cock shoot its spunk out?" "What's that?" "Jesus, Kylie you really do have a lot to learn. Spunk is the most delicious juice known to humans. I'll give you a taste of some later on. In the mean time, I'll see how your cunt tastes." He leant forward and flicked his tongue up her slit from her arsehole to her hairless mound. "OOooh WOW! That feels good, do that again!!" Paul did more than that, he did more than taste her, he made a full meal out of her. He slurped and slobbered at her genitals until she shuddered and had her first orgasm. Her legs went straight up into the air, toes pointed and she bit her lip. Paul felt her virginal cunt gripping on the end of his tongue, and her arsehole squeezing his finger. When she came down from her first cum, she looked shocked. "Bloody hell, what happened?!?!" "I think that was an orgasm, Kylie. Haven't you ever had one of those before?" "No and I want to do it again. Can we do that again?" "Yes, of course, we can do that lots of ways. But first I want you to taste some spunk." He stood up and pointed his cock at her mouth. She didn't need to be told, she opened her mouth and popped his prick into it. She sucked and licked at it, as he guided her, and when he came, she swallowed his cum, smacking her lips as though she'd eaten the best delicacy in the world. "That was tasty. You are right, Mr Lance, spunk is delicious. Can I have some more?" "Yes, but you have to give my cock some time to gather it's strength." "Great, then you can do me again!" She ran across to the other side of the room, then ran back towards him doing one of her tumbling routines, finishing up with a handstand just inches from his feet. Without touching him, she moved so she was facing him upside down on her hands, then spread her legs into the splits. The invitation was plain, so Paul Lance bent down and put his mouth onto the 13 year old cunt once more, working his agile tongue into the folds and sucking as much of her young juices out as he could get. "Oh I love that. Put it in deeper, lick me, suck me, make me orgasm again. Please do me!" He put his hands on her hips and lifted her without taking his mouth off her sex. He stood up straight and her own mouth came directly opposite his growing cock. She opened her mouth and sucked him in again. "He carried her twice round the room like that, then reluctantly, he pulled his mouth away from her. Her cunt was reluctant to let him go, and tried to cling to his tongue. He laid her on the floor. "Now it's time for you to learn about the greatest thing of all - even better than sucking," he said as he climbed between her thighs. "Are you going to do it to me?" "Let's call it by its proper name, Kylie, I'm gonna fuck your hot cunt, and fill it full of hot sticky sperm, that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to stick my fat hard cock up your fuckhole and screw you." "Ooooh yes, that sounds dirty!.. Do it, fuck me, screw my hot wet cunt with your big cock, ram it up me. NOW!" 'Jesus, she's learning fast!' he thought as he shoved his cock into her virginal cunt. His swollen cockhead hit her hymen and she cried in pain. He pulled back to the entrance to her cunt and rammed back into her with all his strength. As her maidenhead burst and the big fuckshaft surged up her twat, Kylie cried out with the pain even louder than before. That was the part that Paul loved. He loved to ravish virgins, the younger the better, and this hot little slut was certainly hotter than most. He couldn't wait to have a crack at her twin sisters. He fucked her furiously until his balls exploded into her, giving her tight clinging cunthole its first load of scum. He enjoyed her so much, his cock stayed nice and hard. He flipped over onto his back and told her to do the splits onto his cock. He held it pointing skywards as she put her feet either side of his body and gradually pushed them outwards. Her cunt descended very slowly towards the throbbing cockhead that was waiting for it, and just as her bare cuntlips reached the end of his prick, a drop of his spunk dripped out of her and onto the waiting fuckshaft. He smeared it all around the cockhead and she continued to lower herself onto him. Down, down, she came until her smooth cuntlips touched his belly, his cock up her to the hilt. "I did it!" she called in triumph. "I got it all up me! Now I'm going to fuck you, Mr Lance. You just lie there and let me do the work." Paul was happy to do as he was told, since Kylie had the same idea as he did. He relaxed on the thick wool carpet and watched her perform her gymnastics with his cock up her greasy cunt. The young schoolgirl was a natural slut, she was really letting loose. She was writhing around, pulling on her tiny but erect nipples, tossing her head so that her long glossy locks rippled over her back. She was speaking to him in a manner that told Paul she knew more about fucking than she had let on. She might well have been a virgin when his oozing prick barged its way up her cunt for the first time but she knew all the filthy language that the boys on the school bus must have taught her. "YES! FUCK ME!! Fill my cunt with spunk you dirty pervert. Screw me, fill me with cock!" Paul was overjoyed that the young girl had turned out to be such a willing and promising whore. He decided this was the time to go into the next phase of her education. The next time she spun round on his cock so her back was facing him, he reached out and pressed the buzzer to summon Robert. Robert had been watching on the closed curcuit TV where they were recording the whole performance to view later on while fucking the Thai girls. He was naked and his cock was already half hard so when he entered the room, Kylie was in full flight and too close to orgasm to stop fucking Paul. "Ah Robert, so good of you to join us," Paul said rather matter-of-factly. "I think this fucking little schoolgirl whore's hungry. Give her your cock to suck." "Yes sir," said Robert, holding his prick in his hand. He walked directly to where they were screwing on the carpet, and pushed his cock into Kylie's mouth. Kylie was having more fun than she'd ever had in her 13 years. She'd had such a strict upbringing that to break free and be as dirty as she liked like this was heaven for her. And now, for Christ's sake she not only had a precious man's cock up her wet creamy slit, she had another in her mouth about to give her a dose of spunk too! It felt wonderful to be able to realise all of her very private fantasies under the guise of being forced to have sex by this gangster and his heavy. Kylie sucked and fucked happily, stopping every few minutes to give encouragement to the two men - "Fuck me! cum in me! give me your spunk!" Feeling the sperm rising in his cock, Paul Lance thrust upwards and the lithe and flexible 13 year old did the splits over his groin, letting him get the tip of his prick into the entrance to her cervix. Then it exploded, shooting his fuckslime up into her clinging canal. ... go and get Indira and Ling Mai. They can suck me clean while I watch you give this little bitch a proper workout... When he stopped shooting, he pushed the girl off him and climbed back onto the couch, his cock dripping with his cum and her copious cuntjuices. "Robert, go and get Indira and Ling Mai. They can suck me clean while I watch you give this little bitch a proper workout," he commanded. Despite being near to cumming, Robert showed the discipline that had endeared him to Paul years ago by pulling his cock out of Kylie's warm moist sucking mouth and taking her hand off his balls and her fingers out of his bumhole. He walked across the room with his rigid pole waving in front of him and spoke into the intercom. Almost before Robert had returned his dick to its welcome home in Kylie's mouth, the outer door opened and the two young girls entered, still wearing the maids uniforms they had been wearing when Kylie's father first saw them earlier in the day. They solemnly walked across the room to stand beside their master and silently let him put his hands up their dresses to feel their smooth cunts. As Robert had Kylie kneel on the floor in front of them so he could fuck her tiny cunt from behind, Paul told his two young slaves that his cock was dirty and needed cleaning. Immediately the girls fell to their knees and started licking and sucking at his crotch, cleaning it and worshipping it at the same time. "Indira, I want a piss. Get your mouth over my cock and drink it." The girl plainly didn't like to drink his piss, but that didn't persuade Paul at all. A good slave will do everything she's told to do without hesitation or complaint. As Ling Mai kept on licking his balls, Paul slapped Indira very hard indeed, sending her careering across the floor in a very undiginified fashion. "I told you Indira, never to question my commands but to carry them out exactly and immediately. You are lucky I am feeling very mellow or I would punish you very severely. Do you want me to get Robert and the boys to fuck your arse all night again?" She was plainly terrified at this suggestion and shook her head vigorously. Well get over here and do as you're told. The poor young girl stood up shakily and returned to the couch where Paul was reclining like an old-time potentate. Indira took his cock in her hand and put her mouth around the head and waited for the stream of hot piss to start. Ling Mai, you do my arsehole," he said as he lifted his legs high into the air to give the little Thai girl access to his rear. Kylie, kneeling on the floor but looking over her shoulder at the scene as the chauffeur pounded at her cunt was astounded that the girls would do such perverted and filthy things. She had thought she was pretty outrageous, but she'd never thought of drinking piss! There was silence in the room now, except for the sounds of Robert's fat cock sloshing around in Kylie's wet cunthole, and the slurping sounds of Ling Mai lapping at Paul's arsehole. Suddenly there was another sound. It was very quiet, a tiny sound, but it was the sound of Indira drinking as fast as she could, swallowing the piss of her master so that not a drop spilled out onto his belly. She knew if she let any fall out she'd probably be treated as the toilet again for the whole household. Then she had been bought from her impoverished parents in India for the equivalent of $100, Indira was one of a group of a dozen girls and boys aged between seven and twelve. They were purchased by Paul's courier to be either used in Paul Lance's network or sold into slavery. Young girls were useful for smuggling drugs because the theory was that customs inspectors wouldn't search little girls cunts for contraband. Then they either became highly valuable merchandise to sell as slaves or to work in Paul's top secret brothels for paedophiles in Queensland and Sydney, or to join Paul's personal retinue of sex toys. Since their cunts had to be opened up to stick the condoms containing the heroin up, the courier had the job of breaking them in. This was the best part of the job for Ravi. He would have done the job for nothing just to get the chance to fuck girls all day. He enjoyed the things he had to do, and took a pride in sorting out the good ones from the bad ones. He had a sadistic streak in him, and he was a little bit sad that he couldn't really go to town on the more uppity ones, but Mr Lance wouldn't tolerate him wasting any of his money by marking a beautiful piece of cunt. But just once in a while Ravi used his own money to buy a girl. He would rape and torture the poor wretch mercilessly, eventually throwing her battered and unidentifiable body into a river to be carried away with the dozens of other bodies found in Pakistan each year. He took his newly purchased children to a disused warehouse he rented for the purpose. First, he separated the pretty girls from the plain ones then locked the pretty ones in a cage for safe keeping. Wishing to savour the pretty ones for later, he dealt with the plain ones first. He would strap them all into a frame he had built in the warehouse which rendered them immobile then he would open up their cunts, either by fucking them if he felt like it, or more usually by jabbing a smooth stick or a dildo up them. He ignored their pleas for mercy, because they gave him a hard-on. Once in a while a girl would complain too much or cry a little too loudly so just for fun and as an example to the others he would whip her until her blood ran onto the floor. This usually had the desired effect of terrorising the others into being meek and obedient, even if it meant sacrificing one of his girls. He couldn't go bringing a little girl through customs with welts and injuries all over her, so he would have to sell her to an Indian or Pakistani brothel. With any luck she might last a year of maybe two of ten-times a day fucking. The boys were saved for a party he held each trip in Rawalpindi. He paid off the local police who kept the heroin supply lines open with regular drunken parties in a local cafe. They would close the cafe for the night, and Ravi's boys would be the waiters. They usually weren't much good at serving the tables, but that didn't matter. By the time most of the tables were into their second bottle of wine the clothes were coming off and cocks were being played with. Sooner or later, (usually sooner) one of the waiter boys would be grabbed by a drunken policeman and thrown over the table where the others would all yank his clothes off, hold him down and fuck his arse and mouth until he was red raw. By midnight, everyone would be naked and all the boys would have numerous loads of cum up their arses. One highly popular game was the cum bath, where the youngest boy would have to lie on the table so eveyone could see his stiff little cock and fondle it when they liked. The cops would gather round him and the boys would have to jerk them all off until the spunk showered into the air covering the boy from head to foot. Then they'd make the boys lick their comrade clean while they had their arses fucked. The highlight of the evening would be the game of 'pass the parcel', where the most popular boy would be passed round a circle, having each cock jabbed up his arse. As each man shot his spunk he had to leave the game, until there was only one man left. He would then be allowed to pick two of the boys to keep for his own playthings until Ravi came around on his next trip. Ravi never took the boys back, however because they were almost always totally used up and worthless for his purposes by then. That policeman would have used and abused him and lent him out to his friends continuously for a couple of months. While Ravi loved that part of his job, the times he relished most of all was training the prettiest or cutest young girls. It would take a month sometimes, because he would take one or two young girls to his motel room, tie them to his bed naked, and rape them repeatedly for two days. In Indira's case he had brought his local contact in - a grubby toothless Pakistani and let him fuck her and take photographs of her with sperm running out of her slick smooth cunt. ...he had tied her to the bed and raped her repeatedly in his motel unit for two days. Then he had brought his local contact in and let him fuck her... Once Paul saw Indira he picked her out of the group of little couriers and he made her parade in front of him and all his friends completely naked, showing them her private parts. They all fucked her and made her display herself for them, and then told her that as part of her training she was to be their little toilet girl for a few weeks. They'd made her drink their piss, lick their arseholes clean after they'd had a shit, even drink the piss of guests while they sat at the diner table and carried on eating their meal. They'd made her climb up on top of the dining table at parties and piss into a big bowl, then they'd pissed into it themselves, and made her dip her glass into the concoction and drink it down. Indira had hated they way she'd been treated, but knew nothing else so it never occurred to her to rebel in any way. Ling Mai was the same. She had never known any other way of life either, so she meekly did as she was told and accepted whatever punishment Paul meted out to her as part of life. She lapped away at his dirty arsehole thankful in her naivety that she had such comfortable surroundings and such lovely clothes. She knew nothing of the way other people lived. She hadn't been a virgin since she was five, when her brother sold her cherry to a German businessman for fifty dollars. She was fucked pretty regularly after that in Bangkok - by her brother, her father, and by the paying customers they took her to. Normally they rented her out for a night, but sometimes she had to go with the men on longer trips of up to a week. By the time Paul bought her outright aged ten, she was a seasoned whore. The little she didn't know about lust and depravity when she came to Australia, she soon learnt at the hands of the drug boss and his cronies. End