This Is Not a Porn Story: KJ Not Stories, #5

By Seagull Editions

Jan had a successful career in the porn industry, but his aspirations were always greater. Unfortunately, these aspirations were never fully realized, and he eventually became entangled in a dangerous lifestyle. After reaching rock bottom, the protagonist made the decision to turn his life around and got clean. When he receives an offer to participate in a new project, he decides to take the opportunity, hoping it could be a crutch for him to lean on. Jan the Viking comes back to life as he is paired with a newcomer and an altered world of porn that he had once known intimately.

As he becomes more involved in the production, Jan realizes that it is not as he had anticipated, leading him to question his decision. An unexpected encounter with a former rival further complicates things and makes him aware of the risks involved in this industry. The newcomer is an up-and-coming musician and social media influencer with an unbearable boyfriend and greedy agent who works with the greasy and unpleasant director. In the chaos he is reunited with an old friend that made the whole shoot bearable for him and the others. Despite his doubts, Jan is encouraged by an old friend to pursue his dreams and embrace his talents. With this newfound confidence, he realizes that he has a second chance to make something of himself and start over, leaving his past behind.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Seagull Editions
• Release date: May 18, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223931874

Book preview

Chapter One

The warm sand beneath her radiated comfort as she lounged on the thin green blanket. The abandoned beach was a paradise, lined with cypress and palms, fragrant with the salty aroma of the sea. Sara was bare, removing her bikini top the moment she laid out her grassy woven shawl on the hot beige sand. The sea sparkled like diamonds that afternoon and the spring sunshine kissed her bare breasts softly. The cool breeze tickled her hardened nipples as it brought the foaming waves lapping onto the shore. Jan watched from the shadow, approaching the beach only minutes before.

The sun was sinking slowly over the sea and Sara was tantalized by the sensation of cool air licking at her exposed and steaming flesh. Had she felt this way all day? The tension was building as she squirted some coconut oil on her palm. She started with her shoulders, running her palms slowly over her clavicles and neck before trailing one dripping finger between her breasts. The oil was warm, but the sensation was cool, sending undeniable shivers from her spine to the pulsing center between her thighs.

Her slick oiled palms trailed over her arms now, fingertips lingering on her forearms, tickling sensually. Her hands were still dripping with scented oil as she hovered over her ample and soft tits. Sara couldn't stop herself and cupped them tentatively, spreading oil over the underside before lifting and covering the swells with slick liquid. Her green eyes closed as her nipples hardened and ached. She squeezed roughly, tweaking them with both soaked forefingers.

It was like fire, pinching her sensitive nipples between her fingers and pulling on them. She sighed, squeezing her thighs together as the pulsing between them intensified. The cool air of the shimmering sunset sea was licking at her sensitive buds, and she pulled on them again before grasping her breasts and jiggling them. She let out a long low moan and her hips instinctively rose off the soft blanket. She grasped the sensitive flesh again before letting her slick hands roam down her belly to the hem of her bikini bottoms. 

Sara's fingers slipped under the thin fabric, her other hand grasping her breast as her eyes opened and then closed again. It felt too good, her fingers finding the trimmed and slight soft hair that trailed toward her moist and sensitive center. Her digits slipped between the soft flesh of her aching pussy, jolting from the warm touch on the pulsing bud that begged for attention. She sighed and moaned as her finger rubbed and teased slowly. She wanted more, needed to feel that satisfying burst of release as she oozed all over her fingertips. 

Just then her eyes snapped open, hearing a deep clearing of the throat. Someone was there, watching, and her eyes adjusted to spot a man standing above her. He was wearing nothing but a single speedo, dark in color, but the bulge there was large and alluring. He was an older man, at least 30, with a sun kissed body that was hardened over time by good care and pepper-gray hair that hung over his brow and the nape of his neck. Sara was embarrassed, blushing as she grabbed her nearby towel to cover herself. 

Don't be embarrassed, goddess, he smiled, his voice deep and gravely. His dark eyes were alluring and the graying stubble on his chin matched the dark peppered hair of his chest and toned stomach. I'm Jan, a humble admirer. I didn't mean to intrude but the beach is quite small, and I come here every evening for a swim. 

How long have you been watching? Sara asked, holding the towel tight to her slick oiled skin. 

Not long, I promise, he cooed, his accent husky and his smile mischievous. I saw someone laying on the beach and came to say hello but was mesmerized by the site of you. 

It's rude to stare, Sara responded, snapping her head to the left so she wasn't face to face with his throbbing package beneath the thin dark fabric. And it's rude to sneak up on unsuspecting young women. 

You seem annoyed, Jan commented, hands on his hips, towel over his shoulder. Are you annoyed that I saw you or is it because I interrupted you? 

Both, she snapped, staring back up at him. She realized what she said and blushed brightly, looking away again. 

Would you like some help? He asked, his voice silky and his tone confident. 

Sara didn't answer right away, the sudden pulse between her legs surprising her. He was an attractive older man, with an animalistic sexual appeal that she couldn't deny. She didn't realize how curious, or how excited she was, until he offered himself. She had never been with a man who was that much older than her and the idea made her core throb deliciously. 

You seem sure, Jan smirked, her fingers loosening around the towel that covered her. Her eyes were drawn to his bulge, which had grown larger moments earlier. He let out a breathy chuckle now, licking his lips slowly. Go ahead, see if it’s something you'll like. 

Sara swallowed hard, her tongue poking out to wet her bottom lip. Jan then reached out, pushing a strand of her golden hair behind her ear as she moved to kneel before him. He encouraged her with a nod, her hand letting go of the towel. The setting sun cast a golden glow over them both and Lena gasped when his rough fingertips brushed her erect nipples. 

He enjoyed that sound, pinching her nipple playfully as she slid the fabric down over his erection. He did not