Bosip X Bob Novels & Stories

Mark Solis woke up with a splitting headache and a mouth sour from the whiskey he took last night. He groaned, dragging himself off the couch where he’d passed out hours ago. He scratched his rough jaw, his eyes heavy. His stomach made a loud noise. He needed a drink. No, he needed several drinks. And maybe a card game at Benny’s if he could scrape together enough cash. He stumbled to his feet, scratching his beards. It was itchy. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d shaved. Or showered. Or cared.

Bob didn’t look at Ben, and there was no reaction from him. “Alright, Ben, Bob needs rest. You’re making him uncomfortable,” Lalisa opened the soup. “Okay.” Ben quickly covered his mouth with his hand and obediently fell silent. “Bob, I made some delicious soup. Sit up, and I’ll feed you,” Lalisa said. Bob, as usual, paid no attention to her. Lalisa said nothing either. She bent down to help him sit up. Bob’s small body was stiff, and he resisted as she tried to help him up.

She was already ruined, already scattered, and yet, as Bobi reached down for her, she felt that dark, familiar spark of arousal flicker back to life. "Bobi..." she whispered, her voice a mere thread of sound, almost like a soft beckoning for him to claim her. "Don't worry, baby," Bobi said, a slow, terrifying smile on his lips. "I’m going to make sure you remember my name long after this week is over." He pulled her by the neck and slowly wipes the cum off her face with his handkerchief before kissed her passionately, and then he let her see his big hefty dick. “Do you think you can handle this?”

I found the suite and just as I was about to knock I heard loud moans and the door was a bit ajar. I couldn’t believe the sight before me. My boss in all his glory fucking both his clients at the same time! And I couldn’t help but watch. I stood there froze drinking up his sight and those orders he was giving. His he a dominant? Was he gay? Bi? Are those really his clients?

The word step-sis made me cringe, but I couldn’t let him get under my skin, not now. I forced myself to say, “Hey, step-brother.” My voice was low but steady. He extended his hand toward me, and for a moment, I just stared at it, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Seriously? The same guy who hated my very presence now wanted a handshake? He noticed my hesitation and smirked. “Don’t you know how to handshake, sis?”

Bobby, a black- American, tall, rugged-looking man, with dreadlocks was seen returning her smile. “Hey,” he said to Alice, and she motioned for him to get in. They were just a few feet toward the couch when Alice asked, “Do you have the information ready?” She had been waiting for him to get back to her since noon. Bobby’s brows furrowed slightly when he heard her words. He hadn’t thought that the information would be the first thing on her mind when they meet. He had been thinking that he would get to have sex with her, and also try out a new kink.

In the town of Knoxville, I drive my scooter to Katha's house and her mom greeted me. "What a pretty girl, this is my gift for you, Katha talked about you, being 18 is a prime year, don't you ever have a boyfriend?" I felt that my soul left me. "No, I love girls, I mean I prioritize friendship over boys because they're womanizer and cunning--like to make babies" then mother Theresa was shocked and laughed hysterically even Cesar laughed hard without realizing it.

All they saw was a blur, and Bob instantly appeared in front of Chase. “Die!” Bob reached out his strong arms to grab Chase’s throat. Vigorous energy enveloped his hand. It would crack Chase’s throat to pieces if Bob managed to grab him. Chase remained calm with one hand behind his back. He reached out with his other hand and gave a gentle flick. Intense pain suddenly hit Bob’s hand. It was electrifying, and he quickly pulled back. The next moment, his arm instantly expanded a few feet. He flung it toward Chase’s chest like a spider monkey.

The latter frowned deeply and tried to stand up to show resistance but Bob being taller and muscular easily overcame her. He turned her over on the sofa, making her lay on her belly and he lay atop her. Bob pressed her head down on the sofa and spanked her ass with a large swoop of his hands struck down on her backside. Pa! Courtney just flashed a smile and didn't even make any noise. Her breath grew erratic as she growled haughtily and squirmed sensually. " Haaah! huuuhh! haaah!" Bob bit his lower lip and unzipped his pants. He really wanted to make her scream and yell.

“Good, now, get out here before one of his special agent friends decide to come out here and ask for your identification.” Bobbi laughed as she pulled her cell phone out to call a cab. She had a valid driver’s license, but she didn’t like to drive unless he had to. When Bobbi went out to a function, she liked to drink – heavily. **** Bruce and Alec were in the men’s room of the country club. Bruce shook his head, trying to clear his vision. All the action did was give him a slight headache. “I’ve been hit by a woman before, but . . . not like this,” Bruce stated with awe.