Ivan Tsao Preconstruction Stories

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Whitewash Precinct Ch. 02

by EnglishTeacher on Jan 14, 2018
Interracial Love

Detectives Rebecca Ramirez and Stacy Tsao walked into the burnt out building. The sickening smell of burnt flesh filled nostrils. The drawback of working arson. "Ramirez, and Tsao, Arson Division," Rebecca told the fire marshal at the scene. "Got any idea what happened?" Both detectives wore a standard dress suit but had their top buttons undone to show...

Running to Something Larger

by Bebop3 on Dec 11, 2018
Interracial Love

This is a flash story about a woman who realizes that impressive size might not be all that should be taken into consideration. Is there a road back to what she left behind? ******** "How was your lunch, Emily?" There was something not quite right about his voice, about the smile frozen on his face. With a few exceptions, I had been with this man almost ev...

Indolent Ivan

by justincbenedict on Aug 27, 2018
BDSM

February 24 From JosephineMiller To: Wrenjohnson Wren, this is great. I couldn't believe it. Ivan proposed last night. He presented me with a diamond engagement ring. I was kind of like "I hope this isn't a bribe, you're still not getting to orgasm till the end of next month." Although for a ring like that, I might have given up the whole Mistress/Slave t...

The Viola Lesson

by AlexPal on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

Author's note. Inspired by true events which took place nearly 30 years ago, this story is written for the Summer Lovin' contest. As with my story '48 Hours in Glasgow' the build-up to the main action is deliberately discursive, both to set the scene and, I hope, increase the expectation... Thank you for reading, and constructive comments are always welcom...

Angel Ch. 02

by thechrysalids on Oct 10, 2017
Interracial Love

A/N: I am so sorry for the ridiculous delay!! Lots of things got in the way! Enjoy ***** "No!" Angelica snickered into her phone, laughing harder at the sound of Ivan groaning on the other end of the line. "I'm serious! You've been so busy lately, it's like I never see you! We haven't even been on an actual date, you just come over and we waste time." S...

Somali MILFs Need Anal Too

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

What's up? My name is Haweeyo Suleiman, and I'm a thirty-year-old black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I was raised in a conservative Muslim household, as befitting a Somali immigrant woman, but life hasn't been kind to the pious and quiet, somewhat repressed Muslim sister that I used to be. My former husband Ali Hussei...

Ivan Horton's Choice Ch. 01

by AutumnWriter on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Acknowledgment The sound that readers might hear in the distance is Sir Walter Scott turning over in his grave. To give credit where it is due, the general story line of the following work, "Ivan Horton's Choice", is borrowed loosely from the great novel, Ivanhoe, written by Sir Walter Scott in 1819. Some of the character names in the story were inspired by...

Sightseeing in London

by joy_forever on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

This story is one in a series I wrote for a friend...it's also the first one I thought was worth entering here. Ivan and Joanna met online, first corresponding by email and chat, then on the phone. Recently Ivan came over to visit Joanna in London... ****** Ivan was shattered after a long day spent seeing the various sights in London. He sighed as he opene...

Rich Bitch Pt. 02

by slimpic11 on Jul 16, 2018
Mature

I hope you enjoy this story. Edited by DRGRIFFIN Ivan starts working for me After the weekend with Proctor and Sally, I was ready to take on a different persona, play a different role and be someone other than the old rich bitch Mercedes. I didn't want to lose the hard-driven executive persona for the benefit of my two businesses. I thought that in spit...

Ivan Horton's Choice Ch. 02

by AutumnWriter on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Chapter 2 Ivan left for the upstate campus before the brothers arrived at the estate. It was late; night was falling. He had a long drive ahead of him and a chance to ponder his future. Many things had happened to him during the weekend visit. As he cruised up Route 17 he had plenty of time to play the weekend memory over. Of course the visitations by Mrs....