	             ____________________________                    |                            |                  /)|     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 oFor Sweet Lena (MFF, FF, orgy)
by Anonymous Author
Who is just beginning,to explore her full sexuality.An image keeps trying to form.  An image that is like a half-rememberedscene from an old movie, familiar, yet vague.  It is her.  Her presence, herkarma, her soul.   She invades my mind easily, hovering around the edge ofmy memory recall, teasing me, taunting.  Visions and emotions surround me,blocking out the real world.  A feeling deep within me stirs some primalinstinct, some lower level need.  I feel the swelling between my legs as thisbasic urge glows ever warmer.I have not met her, but the stories she weaves leave me with images thatrefuse to leave my mind.  So powerful, so...erotic, are her word-drawn imagesthat my being is consumed with thoughts of her.  She writes of her discoveryof her own bi-sexuality with both tenderness and lust.  Her consuming passionfor her girlfriend, Sue.  She is both amazed and frightened by the heights towhich her lust can take her.  She hasn't yet learned how to channel it; tomake it serve her.We talk by way of technological magic, using numbers. Numbers; turninginto words.  Numbers; turning into lusty phrases, yearnings for touch,caresses, and very powerful mental images.  I must let it out.  Release theemotions I feel for her.  Writing this story is one way of coping with thatneed.  Seldom has a woman ever stirred both such yearning and warmth in meby just the written word alone.  A fantasy stirs, demands that it be set freeso that it may exist elsewhere and not be forgotten.  I have no choice butto comply.			--- The Meeting ---I paced the departure lounge impatiently.  I was taking the seven a.m.United flight from San Jose to Chicago.  Nervously, I glanced at the clockon the louge wall for the eighth time in ten minutes.  Not only did I havebusiness in Chicago, but SHE would be there too.We'd arranged it by computer.  She'd meet me that evening at my hotel.It was my suggestion that she could get a room for her and Sue, so no onewould feel trapped or uncomfortable if things didn't pan out.  I was lookingforward to meeting her, so we could actually talk, with real words, face toface.  It was also my suggestion for her to bring Sue with her, as much forher own comfort as to indicate that I was really sincere.The seating, the rollout and the flight seemed to last an eternity.  Mymind could not concentrate on business.  I was about to help instruct thirtyfreight handlers on a new software package, but all I could think of was"What if she cancels out?".  Shaking that line of thought from my head gaveme the small opening I needed drive a wedge into my mind and concern myselfwith my job this afternoon.The hotel was in Elmhurst, just outside of Chicago.  Not the most regalaccomodations, but I was no corporate executive either.  Checking in, I askedif any messages had preceeded my arrival.  The clerk handed me a folded slipof pink paper.  My hands trembled as I reached for the scrap of paper, tryingnot to grab it away from the clerk.  It was a pink "While-you-were-out" note.On it, a masculine hand had written with a blue ballpoint, the simple message"In room 7113.  Call or knock after you settle in.  Lena."
"Here is your key sir."  The clerk said. "Number 7117.  Seventh floor anddown the hall on your left."In my room, I quickly showered and changed clothes into something a bitless casual than the jeans I'd worn earlier.  California companies can havea relaxed attitute towards dress, but I felt the need to wear dressier slacksand a shirt.  As I prepared to leave, I thought "should I call or knock" asthe note indicated?  Now, I worried that I would chicken out.The knock idea won the contest.  I'm not much of a drinker, but I cradledthe bottle of Mirrasou red zinfandel carefully in my left arm.  Nervously Irapped on the door.  Voices inside.  The door opened and I was sure that myheart with its pounding would either stop or flee from my chest.  I gazedupon a blonde beauty holding the door, looking expectantly at me.  Behindher stood, a perfectly tanned and lovely raven haired woman.  Catching mybreath, I smiled and said "Did someone request a very 'special' barber?"Referring to my alias on the computer as "Pussy Barber".The ladies were looking at a thirty-fiveish, bespectacled, man with amoustache and dressed semi-casually.  His brown hair beginning to lightenwith glances of gray, his brown eyes sparkling as he smiled.  Average height,and broad shouldered, his form indicated a collegiate wrestler or footballplayer.  His smile bespoke of a causal friendliness that seemed contagious.Lena invited me into the room, and I offered the wine as token thanks forat least letting me meet them both.  Introductions were made, and we foundsome glasses for the wine.  The conversation started out innocently aroundsimple topics.   Gradually, as the wine acted as a social lubricant, we foundourselves discussing our feelings about bi-sexuality, and revealing somefantasies.  It was Sue, pouring the last of the wine into our glasses thatsaid "Uh-oh, the well's run dry."Smiling, I revealed that I had brought two bottles, one white and one red,leaving the white to chill in my room.  As we laughed, I offered to fetch thewhite wine.  Lena joked "You're trying to get us drunk and take advantage ofus I presume!"
In my best southern drawl, I replied "Madam, a civilized su'thern gentle-man would nevah resort t' such improprities.  You have mah humble apologiesif ah implied anythin' different."I departed to bring the wine, and returning as I promised within "twoshakes of a country dawg's head".  I rapped politely on the door to the roomand heard a voice call out "C'mon in".Walking through the door, I closed it behind me before I realized what itwas that I saw.  Both Lena and Sue were naked on the FLOOR of the room, atthe foot of the bed, with Lena's legs spread wide, giving me a beautiful viewof her shaved pussy.  Sue was almost sitting on Lena's face, leaning on oneknee, with the other leg outstreched to the side, supporting her beautifullytanned body with one hand, the other gently massaging and kneading theglistening flesh between Lena's thighs.   Spellbound by the unexpected, Istood by the door afraid to move for fear the dream would dissolve.  Theirnakedness seemed all the more exciting since I was fully dressed, and Iwatched as Lena raised her head to smile at me.Regaining what litte I could of my composure, I sat at the table and justwatched.  Sue was caressing and nibbling on Lena's lean form.  Moving like afeather over her skin, making Lena gasp several times.  She bent her headdown to the bared skin of Lena's pussy and began to stroke and lick withher tounge the most senstive spot.  Lena's legs gave a twitch as tounge metclitoris, then she made a heavy audible sigh.There was a pressure of a much too confined member pressing against mycrotch.  I could feel myself swelling and threatening to burst the seams ofmy pants.  I took a deep breath, reminding myself to breath once in a while.As Sue plied her tounge, Lena's eyes met mine and we gazed into each other'ssouls.  "Yes.  I'm watching you." I thought, trying to pass it to Lena'smind. "I'm watching you and you're making me hard."I roved my eyes over the visual feast, not wanting to miss anything.Lena's nipples were hard and erect, proudly proclaiming that she was enjoyingthe attention.  Her legs, spread wide and slightly bent were long and smooth.Her chest heaved with her breathing, and I could see beads of perspirationforming in the groove down her lean stomach.  Sweat was forming on my arms,and my back as I watched.  The sensation of pressure from my confining slacksmade my cock twitch and throb.  I could feel a drop of pre-cum forming andsee the small damp mark it made on the pants.Sue's darkly tanned body contrast nicely to Lena's lightly tanned skin.She was still keeping her dark bush out of Lena's reach, teasing and tanta-lizing her with it.  I could see Sue's full breasts resting gently on Lena'slower stomach, her full nipples peeking around the corners of her breasts.Her dark hair had fallen about Lena's thighs, obscuring the view of hertounging, but the movements of her head made an obvious statement.  She toowas beginning to sweat, and I could see a light glistening sheen begin tocover her back.  Her dark figure, glistening in the light, and the muskyfragrace of these two women brought still further protests from my cock.As I watched, a burning knot formed deep inside me, like a bass guitar stringvibrating from in my balls, wending it's way up inside my pulsing cock.Lena's thighs quivered and her ass tensed up.  I could hear her exhalea short breath...then another.  Sue had brought her to the brink, and wastrying to keep her there.  Sue paused and turned her head to glance at me.I could a glistening wetness on her lips and chin as her eyes met mine.Sue's eyes said something to me that I didn't quite understand before herhead returned to Lena's wetness.  I was still fully dressed, not even azipper undone, but my approval was quite obviously bulging the leg ofmy pants.I could see Lena wriggling slightly, trying to force Sue to make contactin the right place, and Sue was avoiding her.  A light dawned on me, and Imoved, just the second time since entering the room.   Quietly I knelt downnext to them and breathed into Lena's ear, just loud enough for Sue to hear;"You're both soo beautiful!  Oh, soo NAKED...and LUSTY!  I want to see yousuck her clit after you CUM!  I want to taste her juice on your lips!"I caressed Sue's ass, inches in front of Lena's face, her eyes glazing andtrying to focus on my hand.  I slipped my hand down and pinched one of Lena'snipples between my fingers.  As Sue began her final assault on Lena's slit,I spoke again in the same voice.
"Can you feel her soft, warm, tits against you?  Her tounge probing insideyour pussy?  Look how wet she is!" I said as I ran my fingers lightly throughSue's glistening cunt hairs.  "Would you like me to rub her sweet wet cum onyour tits?"Lena tensed suddenly, her whole body wracked with pleasure.  Wave afterwave coursed through her, and I could see her whole body tense in tempo tothe pace set by her cunt.  Sweat ran down her breasts, curving to fall downher sides.  Something wet and shiny dribbled onto her chin.  As I looked,I could see small white pearls forming and dripping from Sue's pussy ontoLena's face and neck.  Without invitation, and losing my control, I bentmy face to hers, and licked a drop of Sue's cum.  Then with a gentle touchmy tounge parted Lena's lips, sharing the tasty jewel with her tounge.  Allthis time, not a sound escaped her body, and suddenly a long soft moan wentits way up her throat to be muffled in my mouth.Sue moved to sit next to us, watching as we kissed.  As I felt Lena'sbody relax, I eased back, pausing to gently kiss her nipple, tugging at itwith my lips.  Sue and I wordlessly caressed her -- arms, legs, stomach andface.  A smile on her face, she opened her eyes and looked first at Sue, thentowards me.
"H-How did you know?" She asked haltingly. "How did you know to do that?"
"One of your stories." I replied. "I knew what you wanted from the story."
I looked at Sue, and even with her tan, I could see the flush between herbreasts.  Our eyes met and locked, the lust still with us both.  I stood, andhelped her up, her hands reaching for my belt.
"Why don't you lie down and let us both eat your pussy?" I asked.
"Hmmm.  Sounds like lots of fun!" She smirked. "But what about you?  Youshould be about to burst!"  Her deft hands shoved my pants and shorts to thefloor, and my cock, hard and verry erect, stood there demanding someattention.  Her hands ignored the demands and began unbuttoning my shirt. Ireached out and caressed Sue's nipples with the palms of my hands.  As sheremoved my shirt, her hands ran down to my nipples and she bent over andsucked one onto her mouth, circling her tounge rapidly around it.
Lena watched, stroking her breasts and caressing her mound.  Sue knelt andlicked a drop of pre-cum from the head of my cock, just before her warmmouth engulfed me.  I held on, trying to clear my head so that I wouldn'tcum right away.  Pulling Sue up, I guided her to the bed and laid her downgently.  Lena followed, crawling up from the foot of the bed, her body stilldamp with a fine sheen of perspiration.
As I began to kiss and caress Sue's body, Lena moved close to her and shebegan sucking Sue's nipples.  My tounge parted her dark bush, tasting hersweet suculent juices.  I lingered on the lips of her pussy, pulling on themwith my lips, teasing with my tounge.  Her movements told me what I alreadyknew -- move higher!  Sloowwwly I moved my tounge higher, finding her clit,engorged and ready, I circled it in slow motion several times.  Then divingdown again, I pushed my tounge into her hole as far as I could, tasting thehoney-thick creame that flowed from her river.  Further down, rememberingone of Lena's stories, I flicked my tounge rapidly over the area between hercunt and asshole.  Her hips moving in respose, I traced random patterns fromher clit to her asshole, kneading other parts of her flesh with my fingers.
After several minutes, Sue was again covered with a shiny layer of pers-piration, some forming droplets around her tits.  Then I felt a hand on mycock, and looking up, realized that Lena had moved around to give me head.As her mouth worked up and down on my shaft, making it wet with her saliva,I tried to concentrate on Sue's pussy.  I ran my hands up her belly, pressingfirmly on her skin until my hands reached her tits.  One in each hand, Ipushed them up, then squeezed, letting go rapidly so they would fall backby themselves.  I ran my hands firmly down her sides, to grasp her hips andpull her cunt tightly against my lips.

Lena's tounge caressed my balls, then ran up the underside of my cock. Herwarm wet tounge tracing the circumsision scar, and then flicking the edge ofthe head backwards.  It felt as if my cock were straining to grow another3 inches, trying to continue the sensation.  Her mouth engulffed the head,this time, her lips pressing tigthly around that scar.  Slowly she withdrew,making the edge of my cock-head force its way past her lips.
"Oh God! You'll make me cum in no time doing THAT!" I muttered past Sue'spussy.
Lena's chuckle was full of lust and greed, telling me that is what she hadintended.  Sue's clit, a red-pink pearl, peeked out at me, seeming like itwanted to grow too.  I took her button between my lips, sucking it past them.I pressed down hard, trying to cut off the blood flow to it, then flicking mytounge rapidly over her clit, I released the pressure and felt it blossomagainst my lips and tounge.  I slipped two...then three fingers into herpussy, hearing moist sounds as I did.  My tounge danced from her labia to herclit, as my fingers tried to spread her pussy open.  Her wetness spread downto the heel of my hand, making the bed wet.
Suddenly Sue's legs clamped around my ears and her hips arched up off thebed.  I stopped moving, feeling her clit pulse and her cunt grip my fingerstightly.  As her hips lowered, I flicked her button lightly, once.  Her hipsmoved again and I could feel her cunt trying to suck my hand up insider her.Her whole body convulsed and shuddered.  Then we lay still, except for Lenawho was hugrily sucking the head of my cock.  In the excitement of Sue'sorgasm, I had somehow ignored Lena's mouth, but now she seemed to be suckingme inside out.  I raised my head and looked up at Sue, and she smiled downat me, mouthing the words "thank you" silently.
I sat up and pulled out of Lena's mouth, her giving me a petulant pout,as if I'd taken away a toy (didn't I?).  I knelt on the bed, along sideSue's knees and offered it to Lena again.  As she knelt, leaning over ontoher elbows, Sue began to fondle and play with Lena's upturned ass.  Suewanted to watch, so she shifted for a better view, sliding her legs underLena, with Lena's breasts lightly brushing her bush.
Sue looked at me after a short while, asking the silent question "Aren'tyou gonna cum?"
"You know what I said to Lena to get her off." I said. "That'll work forme too.  Talk to her. Try to make her cum too."
Lena's eyes looked up at me, amazed that someone shared her turn-on fant-asy.  Sue's voice came huskily, questioning, to both of us.
"Ooooh!  Would it turn you on to have some people come in, see you NAKEDwith me finger-fucking your shaved little pussy while you're sucking cock?Maybe your boss from work?  They walk in as I'm rubbing my pussy juice allover your tits, and he's cumming in your mouth?  They stand there, shocked,and watch as you smile at them, then you turn and kiss me hard with yourgooey lips and tounge?"
My hips were trying to push more of my hard shaft into Lena' mouth, andI could see drops of her saliva dripping from my cock and her mouth as sherocked her hips against Sue's hand.  A string was being pulled up my cock,tugging at my balls.
"Or would you rather have 'em walk in while I'm sitting on your face,holding your legs wide open as he spurts his jism all over your little barepussy?  Then they can watch as I go down on your naked creamy lips. Get myface all wet with you both?"
Time ran out.  Vesuvius erupted from within me, just as I saw Lena's hipsthrust hard against Sue's hand.  My lava-hot cum gushed from my cock intoLena's throat.  She unselfishly pulled back and tried to get Sue's mouthinto position before the next squirt.  A thick white, stream of cum eruptedtoo soon, catching Sue's tits half way up.  It seemed to glow whitely againsther dark tan.  Another contraction sent a wave of pleasure through me asanother spurt landed half in Sue's mouth, and half on her cheek.  Lena movedcloser as I leaned back, unable to sit up, and pulled my cock to her titsas she continued to stroke me.  Warm cum ran over her tits and my cock asshe tried to milk me dry.  Sue bent down and licked the head, circling hertounge around and around.
I fell back, limp and sweaty.  Both Lena & Sue were tasting my cum fromvarious parts of each other's bodies.  I watched as hands moved betweenthighs.  They played, and as Lena looked over at me, I smiled and moutheda silent "thank you BOTH".
We cuddled each other and kissed each other as we lay down, with Lena inthe middle.  I caressed both women, trying to draw them both closer, feelingwarm and contented.
"Next time we meet," I said quietly, "let's go camping in the mountains.I'd really like to watch you gals outside in the bright sunshine."
"It's a date." came two answers as one.-- Good night and wet dreams --