____________________________
| |
/)| 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
o o
o The Bookshelf Directories offer a very wide variety of stories. o
o They have been submitted by people from all over the world. Also o
o from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no particular order o
o other than offering them to you in alphabetical directories. o
o o
o All works are copyrighted to the author and may not be used for o
o profit without obtaining the author's permission in advance. o
o o
o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult entertainment o
o and should not be read by minors. 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 o o o
Kristen - 8 (Mf-teen, reluc)
by StoryMaster (ridgeg@ix.netcom.com)
**********
Kristen looked dejectedly down at my hand between her thighs and then
back up at me. I could still see the belligerence in her expression.
"Would you please take your hand away," she said icily. "I have to go
to the bathroom."
Even after an intense fucking while she talked to her own mother on
the telephone, the young beauty was still filled with a haughty pride.
I continued to rub her warm pussy for another minute as I stared at
her silently. Finally, I removed my hand from between her legs.
"OK, Kristen, you may go to the bathroom now, but I'm coming along to
help."
"What?" she exclaimed in shocked disbelief.
"You heard me, now get going, Lynn will be home soon, and we both need
to get cleaned up for her. We have a long night ahead of us."
The young teen glared at me again, then turned on her heal and marched
off down the hall to the living room. She went straight to the
bathroom. I was right behind her as she quickly tried to shut the
door in front of me. I grabbed the door, pushed it open and shoved
her through ahead of me. Then I took Kristen by her hair and marched
her over to the toilet.
"Owwwww," she whined, bringing her hands up to mine. "Your
hurting...." I released her hair and spun her around.
"Sit down and pee," I commanded. With a tremendously embarrassed
look, the young girl squatted on the toilet, her knees drawn tightly
together. She looked up at me with nervous eyes.
"Well?" I prompted staring at her intently.
She squirmed on the toilet seat and whined, "I can't do it with you
watching me."
"Try harder," I said, and spread your legs, I want to see." She
separated her legs a couple of inches and shivered.
I knelt down in front of her and grabbed her knees. She tried to
resist, as I spread her thighs wide apart. As I looked closely at her
pretty pussy suspended over the water in the porcelain bowl, I saw a
drop of my cum drip from inside her and land in the water.
"Plink"
I looked back up at the blushing, young girl and said, "Push!"
"Ohhhh..." she whined. Kris' flat tummy bulged outward as she flexed
her muscles.
Nothing.
"I just can't...." she moaned pitifully.
"Young lady, you had better start pissing right now or I am going to
pull you off that toilet and fuck your brains out until you do. Do I
make myself clear?"
Kristen stared at me in shock, but said nothing. She looked down
between her spread thighs, my hands still on her knees, and bore down.
Again I saw her tummy flex. Finally a little trickle started, then
the flow picked up.
Quickly I reached between her thighs and cupped her pussy.
Immediately she clenched, cutting off the flow of her urine, then she
clamped her firm thighs closed on my hand. I looked up at her. She
was flushed bright red.
"Open your legs, Kristen," I told her.
"But......" she started.
"I said spread those legs." I pinched one of her tender labia.
"Owwww.." she cried as her legs sprang apart for me.
"That's better," I said as I rubbed her gently. Her eyes met mine
with a look of utter disbelief, before she looked away. "Look at me,
Kris and finish what you started," I said nodding at the toilet.
"But your hand," she whined, still looking away.
"Look at me, Kris," I said squeezing her plump, wet pussy. Slowly she
looked up and locked eyes with me. I smiled at her, seeing the
frustration and humiliation in her blue eyes.
"Now go ahead and finish peeing," I said staring at the embarrassed
girl. "Just forget about my hand and pee. Now, Kristen!" I said in a
more commanding tone.
I saw the concentration on Kristen's face as she bore down once more.
I moved a finger into her warm, wet slit, still slick with cum, and
rubbed her slowly. I could feel her little piss hole bulge outward
just above her vagina as she pushed. She began to tremble with the
effort and humiliation.
"That's it, baby," I said, rubbing her. "Push, baby. That's right."
Finally I felt her warm urine on my hand once again. Kris closed her
eyes and let out a long sigh as her tummy relaxed. I cupped my hand
and let it fill with her hot urine.
"Look at me, baby," I said as I unexpectedly rubbed a handful of her
urine up onto her full pussy.
"Ohhhh... goddd.." she groaned, a look of disgust on her pretty face.
She must have really had to go because her flow never abated as I
rubbed yet another handful of her piss onto her hot cunt. I dipped
one finger up into her tight, sticky vagina, then out and back to rub
over her flowing piss hole once more.
"Ohhhhh... noooo, please," Kristen whimpered as I allowed my cupped
hand to fill again. After rubbing this last handful of urine onto her
young pussy, I moved one finger back down her slit past her vaginal
opening, then I pushed it up into her tight, little ass hole. I held
my hand tightly against her pussy, allowing the last of her piss to
run down against her and dribble through my fingers. I held my hand
there for awhile after she had finished as I slowly fucked my finger
in and out of her rectum.
I looked her in the eye and said, "How do you like that, baby? Does
it feel good to pee while I finger that tight, little, ass hole of
yours? Do you like it when I rub your piss onto your hot cunt? Kris
just stared blankly, totally humiliated. "Well, baby, do you?" I
asked again.
"No," she said meekly. I continued to finger fuck her.
"You don't...? Good, that's good," I said smiling up at the
distressed teen. "Because if you are good, then I won't have to come
up with these little games to punish you, although I kind of enjoyed
it myself." I finger fucked her ass slowly and evenly as I stared at
her.
"Don't look down, honey. I want you to tell me you are sorry for
acting the way you did earlier."
The look Kristen gave me could have stopped a bus. "Now, now," I said
pushing my finger deeper into her.
"Ohhhh... owww.." she moaned as she tried to shift her butt on the
toilet seat.
"Don't say something you will regret, baby. Just tell me you're
sorry, and I'll stop."
"OK," she said acidly. "I'm sorry!!"
"That didn't sound too sincere, Kris. Why don't you give me a little
kiss to prove to me that you mean it."
I could feel the electricity of her frustration as she battled to
control her anger. "Kiss me, Kristen. Let me know you're sorry for
being a bad girl." I didn't move a muscle other than my constantly
fucking finger in her ass. I wanted to make her lean down to me.
Slowly the young teen leaned forward on the toilet seat. I watched
her fiery, blue eyes as she pressed her sweet lips to mine and gave me
a quick, little kiss. "Now tell me you're sorry," I told her.
"I'm sorry for being bad," she murmured much more humbly this time.
"Good, that's good, baby. I'm satisfied that you mean it. Thank you.
Your apology is accepted."
Slowly I removed my finger from her tight anus and stood up. She
slumped down, putting her elbows on her knees.
"I'll leave you now, honey. You go ahead and finish up and take a
shower. Then when you're finished, I'll take one." I turned and
walked out of the bathroom.
I gave Kristen about ten minutes before I went back into the bathroom.
She was still in the shower as I had hoped. I crossed the room to the
shower, opened the door and stepped into the steamy cubicle with the
startled, young teenager.
"What?" she said fearing the worst. She backed to the other side of
the stall.
"Nothing," I said. "I just thought I'd join you. Want me to wash
your back?"
"Well....OK, I guess," she replied pensively.
I took the wash cloth from her and laid it over my shoulder.
"Turn around," I said softly.
I gathered her long, wet hair in my hands and carefully laid it around
her right shoulder. I then soaped up the wash cloth and began to
scrub her shoulders, her narrow back and waist. Kris placed her palms
flat on the wall of the shower enclosure to steady herself. When I
had her pretty well lathered up, I dropped the rag and used my hands
to massage her shoulders, working out the knots of fear and anger. I
worked my way down the center of her back using my thumbs to kneed the
firm muscles beneath her flawlessly, smooth skin. As I rubbed her I
had to admire her lovely, trim figure, narrow waist, slim hips and
shoulders. She was truly a lovely, young girl. I could feel her
muscles relax under my soothing touch. Kris was about ready to purr
when finally I stopped, took her by the shoulders and I turned her
around to face me.
"You see," I said, "I can be nice."
"Yeah, I guess so....maybe," she said looking down at her feet. She
was not all that comfortable having a strange man in her shower,
especially one who at any moment was capable of making her do things
she had only read about or dreamed of.
I didn't respond, but rather, I bent down, picked up the wash cloth
and proceeded to scrub myself down. Since I was blocking the only
exit to the shower, Kristen had no choice but to stand and watch.
"Want to wash my cock for me?" I asked matter of factly, glancing up
at the apprehensive blond.
"No.. Not especially," Kristen replied flatly.
"Well, OK then, maybe some other time. We need to hurry anyway. Lynn
will be home soon, and the three of us have a busy night ahead."
"What do you mean by that?" the young girl asked, the anxiety very
apparent in her voice.
"I mean the evening is young, Kris! You and Lynn and I are going to
play all night. You will probably be pretty tired by morning since
you, my dear, are going to be the center of attention, the very place
I've noticed you love to be when you are around other people." I
smiled at the distressed expression that now graced her lovely face.
"You all done in here?" I asked brightly.
"I guess so," she replied.
"Great, let's get outta here then. You hungry?"
"Kinda," she said.
"OK, we'll get you dried off, and then I'll whip dinner together. A
young girl like you needs a good meal to keep her strength up," I said
as I winked at her.
I shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. Kristen followed
a second or two later. I grabbed a big, fluffy towel off the rack and
tossed it to her. I dried myself off with another towel, then said,
"I guess you know where everything is? Blow dryer is in the top, left
hand drawer. You'll find a new tooth brush in the bottom right. Get
yourself ready and I'll be in the kitchen."
"Where's my robe?" she asked, momentarily forgetting my primary "house
rule" for her.
"Remember, Kristen, I told you that you are to be naked at all times
when you are under my roof," I said rather sternly. "I will expect
you to remember and follow the rules while you are a guest in my
house!" I turned and left the bewildered, young girl standing there
with her mouth open.
Lynn came home about ten minutes later. "Hello," she called as she
let herself in the door.
"Hi," I shouted from the kitchen. "I'm in here."
My lovely friend, Lynn, walked into the kitchen, came over and gave me
a big hug. Lynn and I didn't actually live with each other formally,
but we did spend a lot of time together. There was no possessiveness
on either side. We both had other friends. It was a good
arrangement.
"You hungry," I asked?
"Starved," she said. "What a day! I'm sure glad it's Friday. I
don't think I could have stood one more hour in that office without
killing someone."
"Well you're home now so you can relax. I have a fun evening in store
for us."
"Did our æguest' arrive this afternoon?"
"Oh yeah, she's here alright, and I've been keeping her entertained."
I winked. "Kristen," I shouted. "Come in here and say hello to Lynn.
She has been dying to see you again."
There was no reply at first, but a few moments later the naked, young
girl appeared, shyly peeking around the jam of the kitchen door.
"Come on in, Kris. Don't be bashful. After all Lynn knows you pretty
well already," I said chuckling.
Slowly Kristen stepped through the kitchen door, her face blazing red
with embarrassment.
I'll tell you - if you don't have a naked, sixteen year old girl yet
to decorate your house, I strongly urge you go right out and get one!
Kris was magnificent. Her hair was clean and combed and flowing
loosely down her back. Her eyes sparkled with just a hint of worry.
Her trim, young body was clean and shining white. Her perky breasts
were mesmerizing, topped with those lovely, little, strawberry
nipples. Her curly, blond "Mohawk" was positively enchanting.
"Oh my," said Lynn! "Hello, Kristen. You sure look pretty tonight!"
"Doesn't she, I said. Why I think she looks good enough to eat,"
I laid the serving spoon I was using on the edge of the sink, dried my
hands with a dish towel and walked over to the blushing, young girl.
Without a word, I knelt in front of her and pushed my face into her
sweet smelling pussy. Kris gasped and started to back away as I
steered her by her hips, crawling along on my knees. Soon her ass
came to rest against a kitchen cabinet. As Kristen pressed back
against the counter, I spread her thighs just a bit with my hands,
then after taking a long draft of her sweet scent, I pushed my tongue
in between her puffy vulva and began to lick her clitoral area, my
nose nestled into her narrow, curly bush. Kristen took a deep,
shuddering breath as I looked up at her from below her flat tummy. At
first the young girl stared down at me in disbelief, but quickly
looked away. She was mortified. I purposely made lots of loud,
sucking noises as I licked the trembling, young teenager. Finally, I
drew back and smacked my lips.
"Mmmm..Mm, Kristen. You do taste sweet tonight! But perhaps I had
better save you for dessert. I have a meal to prepare."
A tear swelled in one of her big, blue eyes as she stood trembling in
anger and humiliation. Kris started for the door.
"Wait a minute, young lady," I said. "I want you to stay right here
with us. I, for one, would like to look at you." She stopped and
turned back to face Lynn and me. Kristen said nothing, just stood
staring intently at her feet. I almost felt sorry for the young girl,
but she needed the conditioning so I shrugged it off.
We ate a fairly leisurely meal. I had made a wicked chicken casserole
which I served with a somewhat sweet, white wine. I don't normally
care for the sweeter wines, but tonight I needed the taste to mask the
approximately 20 mg. of dexadrine elixir that I placed in Kristen's
glass. It was going to be a long night for her, and I was sure the
young girl would need a boost.
As we ate, I said to Lynn. "Kristen has had a lot of new experiences
since you last saw her." A look of horror flashed across the teen's
pretty face. "I have taught her several new ways to make me happy,"
I went on. "She's also no longer a virgin, are you, Kris?" She
glared hotly at me. "I just kinda broke her in for her boyfriend,
Rick, who doesn't seem to know what he's got here. She's been well
fucked twice now. Once yesterday and once about an hour ago. It
takes her awhile to warm up to the occasion, but once she does,
Kristen's a hot. little number, and she cums like a freight train," I
said smiling at the furious, young girl. "She has also re- acquired
her long forgotten talent for cock sucking. She's still pretty good
at it, but slightly out of practice," I said to Lynn. Weæll give her
plenty of time to practice over the next few months," I said smiling
in the direction of the distressed teenager. I could feel her
malevolence toward me. æGood,' I thought. æWe'll have that all
fucked out of her by morning.'
"I thought you had that ‘freshly fucked' look about you when you
walked in, Kristen," Lynn said, joining the game. "Doesn't he have a
nice, big cock," Lynn said nodding my way? "Don't you just love the
feel of it banging away deep in your belly!"
Kristen didn't answer, but sat staring down at her unfinished dinner.
"Aren't you hungry," I asked?
"You two have ruined my appetite," she snapped.
"Well, OK, but there's more if you're hungry later. That is if your
not too full from dessert." I winked at Lynn. "Kristen, you may be
excused from the table now. Go out into the living room, find a good
CD you like and put it on. Nothing too heavy, OK?"
"Alright," she answered flatly as she got up to leave.
"Lynn and I will be along as soon as we clean up the dishes."
Kristen he didn't answer, but I had time to admire her slim, naked
body from behind as she left the kitchen. 'What a nice little ass,' I
thought.
Continued...