Home Page    Log in / register    Newsletter    Authors

Search by Title, Author or words

 

Shopping Cart

No Cart Open

 

Books showing a sign means books can be sent direct to your Kindle from our download pages or Member Library -
if your Kindle has the Personal Document Service feature! Other eReader formats (epub, etc) are also available.

 

 

Porno Stud (R. Richard)


Porno Stud by R. Richard

Click here for larger cover

$2.99

Add To Cart

More By This Author

    • Not yet rated. Buy this book and be the first to rate it!

Jake’s car has just developed a $600 transmission problem.
Jake and his wife don’t happen to have a spare $600 just lying around.
Jake is contemplating a bank robbery.
Millie manages to hook Jake up with a porno video outfit that needs a stud, right now.
Jake passes the required blood test does the porno video scene and gets the car fixed!
Jake’s wife then wants to try porno.

Product type: EBook    Published by:     Published: 7 / 2017

No. words: 8037

Style: Erotic Short Stories, Erotica with Romance

Available Formats: MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  PDF  MS Reader  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


Excerpt

My wife and I are just starting out. Money is really tight. I drop the car off at a repair shop that I use. I then walk, maybe a mile, to work. Mid morning, I get the bad news. The transmission is in need of a $600 repair. My wife and I don’t happen to have a spare $600 just lying around. We have to have the car.
Millie comes by my desk and asks, “Bad news, Jake?”
I tell her, “$600 worth of bad news. The transmission in my car needs repair. Maybe I can hold up a bank, to get the money!”
Millie says, “Whoa! Before you do something rash, there just might be a better way. You work out, at noon. You look really good, gotta six pack, not much fat.”
I sigh, “I wrestled at 190 pounds, in college. I like to keep in shape. I work out every day, here in the company gym. It keeps me in shape and I can brown bag in my lunch, instead of the usual expensive restaurant meal.”
Millie says, “Let me make a call.” Millie makes the call and talks to someone. She then hands the phone to Jake.
A voice on the other end of the phone says, “I’m desperate for a guy to do a sex scene to finish a porno film. If you can pass the blood test, I’ll write you a check for $600, for a sex scene.”
It hits me like a hammer. A voice inside my head says, “Don’t do it Jake, think of your career.” Another voice says, “You gotta get the car fixed.” I gotta get the car fixed. I agree to do the porno sex scene.
I call and tell my wife about the car trouble and that she’ll have to take the bus home. I also tell her that I may be able to earn some money toward fixing the car, but I can’t talk, I have a meeting.
I call Eddie, at the garage, and tell him, “I can get the $600, after work, and then come by maybe 7PM.
Eddie, tells me, “I’ll be here. I got a lotta sick cars need work.”
The porno guy comes by and takes me to some sort of testing lab. They take a blood sample and then the guy takes me back to work. Later that day, the guy calls me back and tells me that I have passed the test and he’ll pick me up, after work. The porno guy drives up and picks me up, right after I get off work.
The guy asks me, “First time?”
“Yeah, I gotta earn some money for a car repair. What am I supposed to do?”
The guy says, “You’re in a room. A nude girl runs into the room, running away. You grab the girl, throw her on a bed and then mount her, missionary style. You fuck her, until you’re ready to come. Just before you come, you pull out and come over her stomach, hand job. Simple.”
“I don’t say anything?”
“No, after you fuck the girl, you just get up and walk away, in the direction that the Director tells you. The star girl is supposedly there and she and her huge black stud make some demeaning remarks to the girl, but that’s not your concern.”
“I have never done it, with lights, camera, people watching and all.”
The guy lectures me, “Look, you walk into a house. You find a place to put your clothes. You strip to naked. We got a script girl. She marches your ass into a room. She tells you where the naked girl comes from. You wait for the girl, grab her, throw her on the bed, fuck her and then leave, in the direction that the script girl told you. You then go get dressed, the script girl gives you your check and away you go.”
“The girl just runs through the house, in the nude?”
The guy laughs, “The girl gets fucked. She then has to clean the cum off of her and out of her pussy. She then needs maybe a make up touch up and then she gets fucked again. When is there time for her to get dressed, in between fucks?”
‘You mean that there are people wandering around the place, in the nude?”
The guy laughs, “A girl is gonna get fucked, maybe by a guy that she has never seen before, all in front of a shooting crew, bright lights and all and she’s worrying that some guy might see her pussy?”
“After I fuck the girl, there’s no worry about when I get dressed?”
The guy laughs, “How often can you fuck to climax?”


Author Information

I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to identify me in that place. I'm a skilled kung-fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's kung-fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practitioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today. My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library [I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.] I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.

I write science fiction and erotica.

 

Publisher Information


 Contact Us    Terms and Conditions    Protection Policy    Privacy Policy    Refund Policy   

This Site Owned By Fiction4All - Copyright Ó 2013