____________________________ | | /)| 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 Home for Christmas (MF, inc) by Anonymous (c) 1996 ** This is yet another story about having sex with frustrated teenagers. If you can't deal with it, get over it. I couldn't stand the thought of having to travel 300 miles just to have turkey and receive gifts I didn't want. Going home for Christmas just isn't worth the time or trouble, because I never seem to enjoy putting up with my large stepfamily. See, mom married a man three years ago who had already had 12 grandchildren- The youngest, 2, the oldest, a scant six months away from my 23 years of age. Most of them are quite obnoxious, they spoke strictly sarcasm, and the youngsters were terrors. You couldn't find a place to sit much less be alone in our two-bedroom house. I just knew I'd be relegated to the sofa that night. Still, I drove home, thinking if it gets too crummy, I could just drive home the next day after exchanging presents. I was not expecting to stick around long enough for New Year's. When I arrived, I was immediately greeted my my Mom, who had already been dipping into the sauce. She lurched about while she drunkenly asked about classes and my work with the radio station at school. "Jesus, I'm not home five minutes and everything's already shit," I said to myself. "I may just say 'Screw Christmas' and leave now." As if on cue, a band of wild-animal-youngsters came bounding into the room. "Danny Danny Danny! Come look at my new Nintendo! Come look at my new $500 shoes! My VCR! My Stereo!" Josh, my geeky step-nephew clammored, as though his 11-year old dick would spurt green come if he didn't show off his premature Christmas booty. I followed the overexcited brat into the first bedroom, where he had his stash already configured. As he showed me his new toys, I saw his 18-year-old sister Ami sitting on the bed, looking wistfully out the window. When she noticed me in the room, she smiled just a little. Clearly something was bothering her. "And this is the new flizzem-flozzem gronko..." Josh prattled as he proudly showed off his electronics. I tuned him out as I gazed over at his beautiful sibling. Ami had switched to lying on her side with her back to us. I mentally traced the line from her ankles up her slender thigh, curving around her pert little ass. I traced the cleft of each cheek and the center seam of her deliciously tight black jeans. I thought of how I would run my hands over those taut little cheeks, savoring her perfect young body. "Danny!" Josh screamed, sensing I had lost interest. Ami rolled over onto her opposite side, now facing us and said, "Don't mind Josh, Dan... he's been like that all afternoon. I told mom and 'nana that they shouldn't have given him his presents a day early." I was oblivious to what Ami said, though, admiring the change in her topography. The line from her feet now led to her tiny waist, which led me down her fly to the "Y" shape where her legs met her young womanhood. I imagined what her juices tasted like. I followed her curves upward to her sweet breasts, concealed by her clingy top. I briefly gazed into her hazel eyes, framed by her shoulder-length auburn hair. I felt like touching the soft flawless skin around her pouting little lips. I felt my dick press against my jeans, looking to escape. I felt guilty even thinking about Ami-- I mean, we were supposed to be "family," but we had no biological relationship and a rather flimsy legal one. I reminded myself that incest is only with blood relatives. I left the room to see how long dinner would take. For some strange reason, I was a bit hungry. The hours of the evening passed glacially. We had to go through all the usual corny holiday rituals... Singing carols, thawing the turkey... Trying to roast chestnuts over a gaslog. Throughout the evening, I looked Ami's way and found she wasn't enjoying the "festivities" as much as I was, and I wasn't enjoying them at all. Finally, all the kids were hustled to bed, some being taken to hotels (thank god) and the house was finally quiet. I went into the bathroom to wash up before hitting the bed. After I finished, I heard some muffled moans from the bedroom across the hall. I stooped down in front of the door and peeked through the gap between door and floor. I saw Ami sitting on the floor, her nightshirt hiked-up over her belly, furiously finger-fucking herself. I felt the blood race through my veins... I debated the possibilities... Should I go in and put this sweet baby out of her misery and risk mortally embarassing her? Or should I let her continue to be unfulfilled by her own hands? I decided to go for it. I casually opened the door and walked in. Ami quickly jumped to her feet, shaking, tears welling in her eyes. I feigned embarrasment, saying, "Ooops... I'm SO sorry Ami!" I put my arms around Ami to try to comfort her. Ami put her head against my chest and continued sobbing. "What's the matter, hmmm?" I asked, stroking her hair. "Dan, I'm going crazy with all these feelings... I don't want to just jump into bed with some guy I really don't know or be promiscuous, but I need somebody to satisy me." "Ami, I know it's tough going through this time... with all these got to keep in mind what you really want." I began kissing Ami gently, only to find her probing her hungry tongue in my mouth. I broke the kiss only long enough to say "Is this what you need? Do you want3er nightshirt over her head and dropped it to the floor. I led her to the bed and bent over her, kissing down her belly to her mons. I reached up and began caressing one of her swolen nipples, twirling it between my fingers as she began moaning. Ami guided my head down between her steaming legs and begged me to taste her. I plunged my tounge between her labes and began licking her juices from her carnal harbor as she moaned louder. Ami guided me around so she could get her mouth around my cock. I almost felt like shooting my load when she took me in between her satiny lips. She ran her tongue up and down my shaft as I sucked her swolen clit harder. Then she froze, legs locking, back arching, barely saying "Omigod mmmmm!" as her juice began coating my tongue. I felt Ami quiver as she continued coming. When she finally came down, I spun around to face her. I began rubbing my swolen cock against her slit, swirling her juices around her twat, teasing her clit with the head of my dick. "Ami, do want it in you?" I asked her, wondering how far she could bear to go. "Yes... Stick it in me now!" she begged me, thrusting her crotch up against my cock. I began to slide the head between her labes, swirling it around before trying to go deeper. When I pressed further, Ami gave a little cry of both discomfort and ecstacy. She met my strokes as I began to thrust into her with authority. Ami whimpered with pleasure as her walls tightened around my rod. When she began arching again, I couldn't hold back any longer so I spewed my come into her dripping snatch, riding the orgasm with her as I collapsed on top of her. Ami reached up and began stroking my hair, whispering, "That was wonderful... exactly what I wanted... I needed it so bad I wanted to die... And then you came along." I slipped out of the bed to lock the door and returned to cuddle my newfound lover. I knew I could stay with her until morning since Mom wouldn't rise until nearly noon.