	             ____________________________                    |                            |                  /)|     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 oo  	This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of stories. oo  They have been submitted by people from all over the world.  Also from oo  alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no particular order to this     oo  section of my collection,  other than offering them to you in  alpha-  oo  betical directories.                                                   oo  	I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to be typed oo  therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s a lot more fun to  oo  browse around and find 'little' surprises,  and topics that you might  oo  not have even thought of looking for. I hope you enjoy your time among oo  Kristen’s book shelf directories.                                      oo   	Lest we forget!!!  This story was produced as adult entertainment oo  and should not be read by minors.  Thank you, Kristen Becker           oo 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 oLove in an Elevator (MF, affair)
by SweetDreamerI work in a high-rise office building with over a hundred floors, one ofthose tinted glass and steel monsters in the financial district.  I'musually on auto-pilot the whole way to work, on the train in from thesuburbs, on the brief walk from the station, on the slow ride up in theelevator to the 110th floor.  The crush in the elevator is the same day inand day out, as predictable and reliable as clockwork,the same strangerspressing up against me every morning and every night.
This day was like any other.  I had my running shoes on for the walk to andfrom the station, and I was wearing my favorite lace body suit underneathmy clothes. Just because I have to dress for success doesn't mean I have tofeel like an office drone all the way down to the skin!  I like the way the
lace of the top rubs slightly against my nipples under silk blouse and the
way my pussy hairs curl around the scalloped edge of the crotchless panty
tights! My long, full skirt made me feel more respectable even though it 
didn't really keep me from feeling the air on my nether lips as I walked.It was thoughts like these that I entertained myself with during themind-numbing sameness of the journey to and from work.  Walking along thestreet, I would smile at the thought of some stray wind blowing up my skirtaround my ears and the whole world seeing my black lace-covered legs andthe tiny brown curls of my pubic hair poking their way through the lacyfabric.  Once in the elevator, with some strange man in back of me andother people all around, I would wonder if it would be possible for him toreach up under my skirt without anyone knowing; that was what was on mymind yesterday as I was crammed back into the corner of the elevator forthe millionth time with some guy behind me, his briefcase between myankles.  I noticed this guy in particular because I liked the way hesmelled.  I was pressed up against him so closely that I could tell he hada pocket watch in his vest pocket!  It was poking me in the ribs a littleand I was wondering how I could move a little and get better situated.I suppose it was the wriggling that made him think I was startingsomething.  I felt the muscles in his stomach and thighs clench and hedidn't move back when I moved against him slightly, he stayed where he wasso that we were pressed even more closely together.  I could feel the smallbulge in his pants grow into something much bigger and harder and it seemedhis breath on the back of my neck was warm and intimate suddenly.  I was soembarrassed and shocked, realizing it was my earlier moving around thatmust have aroused him, that I didn't move.  I didn't know what to do andanything I said would have just made things worse.I felt his left hand come around and open the buttons of his jacket, andbefore I could think twice about it, I felt him unzipping his fly veryslowly and quietly.  I should have been offended but, instead, I felt athrill of anticipation run the length of my body, my clit starting to throbslightly.  I realized that I was hoping this man would take advantage ofhis sudden opportunity and make the most of it -- could he really bethinking that he could do it without anyone being any the wiser, without mesaying something or screaming or something?  The sheer balls of it weregetting me excited.  I could feel my labia swelling and getting wet and Iwas thinking that everyone in the elevator could smell sex in the air.  Ilooked around surreptitiously and saw that, in fact, no one was paying thesmallest bit of attention to us.  People were talking to each other, halfasleep standing up, or in their own little worlds -- so I took that momentto reach behind me and pull up my skirt in the back and press my ass intomy companion's groin.That was the only time I thought we were done for!  I surprised him so muchthat he almost cried out -- instead, he caught himself and it came out as asort of cough.  I felt his breathing quicken and I could feel the heat ofhis cock through his open fly and the flimsy lace of my body suit.  Hecould feel me, too, and his cock seemed incapable of staying inside hispants.  I could tell that he was in pain so I did the best I could to pullhim free from his underwear.  His cock was thick and smooth, with a biground head, and I liked the feel of it in my hand.  But, I couldn't hold itvery well from that position.  I suddenly realized that I didn't know thisman from Adam and that I didn't exactly have any condoms in my purse so Ifroze up a little and tried to pull away.  He must have been reading mymind because that was when I felt something smooth, but supple, touch mewhere his cock was lodged, right at the crack of my ass.  As he stretchedand pulled on it, making a makeshift sheath for his cock, I realized it wassome kind of plastic bag.  I don't know what it was from, but I was tooexcited to worry about it too much at that point.  A man after my ownheart!  That was what I would call ingenuity under pressure!All of this happened in just a few seconds... people kept getting on theelevator and no one got off, everyone was going home.  There were 30 floorsleft to go before we hit the lobby.  I knew that I couldn't bend forwardfar enough to give him entry to my hot, wet, and very hungry, pussy.  Soclose and yet so far!  I didn't want to give this moment up...  and then ithit me what to do: I reached back and spread my ass cheeks as much as Icould with one hand and, without any warning, I pressed hard and fast ontohis throbbing cock with my ass until the big round head was jammed upinside my asshole.  I knew I could take him in the back door in a totallyerect position (no pun intended).  Again, I surprised him mightily.  Hepulled me to him with a very big and powerful left hand which he hadreached around under my skirt and which held my mound of venus like a soft,but firm, vise.  I couldn't move at all and my asshole was throbbing aroundthe head of his cock.  I thought I would burst with the desire to take himdeeper inside of me, until his balls could bounce against the back of mypussy.Finally, we reached the lobby and everyone got out.  No one even noticedthat we stayed on -- I leaned forward and pushed every button on the panel.As the door closed the first time, our control was shattered and wesimultaneously cried out with the pleasure and urgency we were feeling.When he moved his hand a little to reach my clit and pinch it between histhumb and forefinger, I took the opportunity to pull away from him and rammy ass back on his cock as far as it would go.  He grunted and moaned likean animal and he didn't waste any time waiting for me to do it again.  Helet go of my clit and grabbed my hips with both hands and thrust his cockin and out of my ass like the world was coming to an end.  I was reallyglad I had my running shoes on because I could grip the floor better withthem than I would have been able to with my regular shoes.  I felt dizzyand my breathing was erratic -- I cried out that I was going to come and Iarched my back till my neck was fully extended, I held him inside of melike my asshole was a tiny, strong little mouth, and the spasms of myorgasm caused a chain reaction in him and he shot his hot cum into my assuntil there was nothing left.  He held me like the restraining bar on aTilt-a-Whirl as it comes to a stop and I relaxed in his arms as spent andas satisfied as I have ever felt.Just then we reached the 110th floor.  When the door opened, we pulled awayfrom each other and went looking for the rest rooms so we could clean up.In all this time, we hadn't exchanged a single word.  I was too embarrassedto look him in the eyes.  When I came back, though, there he was lookingdapper and fresh in his business suit, as if nothing at all had happened.The only tell-tale sign was the mischievious look in his eye.  I got intothe elevator and stood a few steps away and we remained silent during thelong ride down to the lobby.  As we got out to go our separate ways, hebrushed past me and I heard him whisper an enticing question, one which Icontemplated all the way home that night.  The question he asked me was"same time tomorrow?"... I can hardly wait.