All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ——————— Sin City Tucker's inbox was flooded with comments every time he posted a scene on the website that featured Kelsey. "More please!" pretty much summed up everyone's feelings about her. He was thrilled with his new girl, and she was pretty high on life. Her first semester at art...
"Does Abby let you take her picture?" Kelsey was sprawled on her bed, face down. Richie was in close, clicking away at his camera's shutter, capturing close-ups, artistic nudes he was hoping to use for his photography class at school. "You mean...like this?" he asked. "No." "Have you asked her?" "No." Richie was working an angle he liked, a nearly abstr...
Erin didn't like her photography professor. She squirmed in her seat as she listened to his lecture, scratching a fresh, itchy tattoo on her shoulder as he prattled on about "the golden hour." She had no desire to shoot landscapes at sunset. Pretty pictures bored her. Richie was a more conscientious student. He paid attention and took notes. The first weeks...
Barbara Lowe slowed her car and turned onto the Jonston's gravel driveway, fascinated by all the craggy old apple trees nicely lined up in rows. She vaguely remembered when the property was a working orchard, back in her childhood days. She thought maybe her mother had brought her there to buy cider a time or two. When the old Victorian house came into vie...
This is the third chapter in the series HouseKeeping. It would be best if you could read first Chapter 1 and then Chapter 2 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 3. This chapter, as are the first two chapters, is long on tease and titillation and short on raw sex. If you want a quick jerk-off story, this might not serve your purpose...
Kelsey rolled out of bed and looked out her window at the pouring rain, the first gloomy day since she'd moved home. It seemed fitting, since her Jeep was broken. It had run poorly for a few hours the day before, and then wouldn't start. When it happened she called her father at work, he called the dealer that sold it to him and a tow truck was sent for it....
This is chapter 1 of a new series. It'll be a long one (18 chapters written so far), and at times it's more of a series of individual stories with ongoing characters. Read one or read them all. It's a spin-off from my Tucker's Studio stories. I enjoyed writing that series the most when the little redheaded porn star Kelsey was involved. A reader suggested...
Part three of a nine part series! You'll probably be happier reading parts one and two before heading into here. Just a reminder, everyone in this story is over the age of 18. * I woke up with my cock nestled firmly in someone's bottom. Still in post-orgasmic stupor from the night before, I naturally assumed I was in bed with the beautiful, buxom Sarah. W...
"Am I your boyfriend?" Richie asked Erin. "No. What makes you think that?" "So, like, fuck buddies? "Yeah. Why?" "There's a girl in my neighborhood. I've always liked her. She just broke up with her boyfriend." Erin looked at Richie funny. "You want me to give you advice on gettin' with another girl?" "I just wondered if you'd be, like, pissed or whate...
"Oh my God, you're Cinnamon Sugar!" the nervous woman said. Her name was Ruthie. She stood, barefoot and naked under her white bathrobe, nearly trembling. "You cut off your hair!" "Oh," Kelsey said, putting her hand on her neck to feel for the hair that wasn't there. "Yeah, I did. You nervous, Honey? Wanna drink or somethin'?" "I said no in the dressing r...