I have a whole series of these stories written. They work pretty well as stand alone stories, all revolving around Tucker Sims and his porn studio, but some things will make more sense if you read them in the order they were posted. I hope you enjoy them. As usual, the people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ——————— A Messy Divor...
It was just at the crack of dawn when the media frenzy converged upon the Sommer Park Pavillion venue. Detective Emma Seidel ducked under the yellow Polizei tape, passing by a horde of reporters standing in front of the scene. Under the cacophony of noise, she caught a few choice words from the press. "A violent sexual assault-" "-mass orgy or riot?" "-gone...
Chapter 12 - Heroes and fallout The twelve of us in the house, plus Michelle and Don who continued to live in their own home, were content and living in relative peace and obscurity until one summer evening a year or so after everyone had moved into the large house. Matt and Nathan loved their craft beer, but had run out. Also, there wasn't too much milk f...
...dürfen gerne auf ewig bleiben. Ich weiß, so geht dieser Spruch nicht. Aber in diesem Fall machen wir eine Ausnahme. Doch etwas zu mir: Mein Name ist Bernhard, von allen nur Bernie oder im Englischen “Börnie” genannt. Ich bin Anfang 20 und durchschnittlich gebaut. Ich sehe bestimmt nicht übel aus, bin aber sicherlich auch kein Adonis. Ich hab keinen so übl...
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. You need to read chapters 1 & 2 to get background on the characters and story. This story has grown in scope from the idea I had when I wrote Chapters 1 & 2 last year, so there is a lot of story development in these next few chapters, and the chapters g...
Warning: Contains The Walking Dead spoilers. "Mmm oh baby" cooed Teyonah Parris, laying flat on a kingsized bed, her hands cuffed to the slats of the headrest with white fur handcuffs, a matching satin mask over her eyes. Lacy white suspenders held up a pair of stockings to match and white stilettos adorned her feet. Her girlfriend Christina Hendricks w...
Be patient! This is not a gang bang.... but its good, reeeeaaallly good because its true. I guess I should start by saying that I was never one of those girls who let a guy do whatever he wanted with her. I was definitely not prude, but I also tried to have class. I was always told that I was beautiful in an unconventional way (by my mom mostly). Just for t...
February 2015 - Brownwood She walked in carrying a large tote bag. I started to say something, but she gently put her finger on my lips and slowly shook her head. "The less you speak," she said in a low husky voice, "the better this'll go. Trust me." I nodded. "Good, now go find a chair you can sit in and get comfortable. Oh, I almost forgot..." Sh...
PROLOGUE: THEIR LAST DAY February 29, 1988, leap day of a leap year, and the day Jay's life leaped into Hell. The day started out fine. It was a Monday so he went to school. Jay was seven years old, in second grade, and lived in a suburban town outside Columbus, Ohio. When he came home from school that day he was lovingly greeted by his mom as usual. Jay's...
Copyright © 2019 Forward: First, let me thank blackrandI1958 for inviting me to take part in the "Wine and Old Lace," story theme. Second, let me thank her again for her editing skills. I hope you enjoy my story and as always, I look forward to your comments. *** I was on my way to photograph three members of the Cal-Town Women's Club making decorations...