Butts A Backstory Novels & Stories

My pussy tightened around him, begging for his seed, milking him with such wanton desire. Dino didn’t let me down, as I was afraid he might. He just hilted himself inside me and let his load burst out, adding to the sticky mess of virile seed that his boss had dumped in me already. I squealed and moaned with excitement, knowing that now not only had one random stranger risked knocking me up, but two had. It was the filthiest, happiest day of my life. This time when I walk down that alleyway, it’s not looking like a sweet schoolgirl. Butch--that’s his name, I finally learned, after weeks of being his--has transformed me.

"Why else would his first move be to go immediately to one of these villages first thing?" I had to say I was not quite pleased about everything that has been brought to light in the wake of all the events as of late. With the news of these new findings, there was no way I could let this kind of act go unchecked by any means, even if it transpired in human villages. Botau was not a human but he sure used them. He was entirely too old to be a human. If I recall the stories from before my time of existence, he was at least around 75 years before that.

Henry Bautista openly asked Allen when he approached him. "Ptsd or Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, happened to him earlier. But you don't have to worry about it because it often happens to patients like him who have experienced bad things from his past." The young man's explanation to him made it seem like they were relieved even though there was still a trace of surprise on Bon's face, as he watched Allen. "Is that really the only reason and nothing else?" the one who spoke was Adante, who just bowed his head and watched his wife's face.

Guilt made people do stupid things. The truth about that night could never be revealed. What she’d become. A murderer and a coward. Shame made it hard to breathe and yet her heart was warmed at the prospect of seeing him again. They’d become childhood friends when her missionary parents stayed on his aunt’s game farm in Botswana for six months. Thirteen-year-old Kris immediately became a big brother to an awkward ten-year-old. Much of her time was spent learning about conservation and, through Kris’s encouragement, Abby developed a love for the African bush.

“This picture… it’s a catalyst. It’s a piece of that history.” My mind began to race, piecing together fragmented memories, subtle clues I’d previously overlooked. Earnest’s occasional, almost wistful, mentions of his childhood ambitions. The way he’d once described a fiercely competitive spirit that had since seemed to vanish. Had Victoria been the source of that fire, and then later, the one to extinguish it when it didn’t serve her immediate purpose?

Luca interjected. Bates rolled his eyes. "Let me finish. Okay, little backstory: I was raised in a cult," he said. My eyes widened as I turned to him. "Might want to sit down for this," Lincoln offered to Luca and I. "I can't get to my theory if you don't stop interrupting me," Bates said pointedly. "Please continue," I said, taking a seat.

"I don't know who you are, and I don't know which b*tch gave birth to you, but I know you offended my brother, Jordan. My brother…" After saying that, Butch pondered for a while. He then waved his hand and said, "Forget it. I can’t make this up anymore. Let me tell you this, I don't care if you kill Jordan. But you son of a b*tch, the biggest mistake is that you got yourself involved with Audrey Mendez. "Do you know that Audrey Mendez is my woman? I've been waiting to f*ck her for the longest time. I'm just done working on my business, but you're thinking of taking a piece of my cake. You’re quite something, huh?"

He stopped and looked at the young woman in front of him, wondering where and when he had met her, " do I know you?" The moment he asked that question, the smile on her face disappeared, a scowl formed on her pretty face, " don't mess with me lover boy, iam barbie, the girl you took home one night in Las Vegas, have you forgotten me? I have missed you so much" she said, her hand reaching out to touch him. Alex sigh, he could not even remember even the tiniest details about the young lady standing infront of him, he believed what happened in Las Vegas, stays in Las Vegas.

Everyone instantly went up on their feet in awe and misunderstanding of the conflict ongoing. Butt was lucky to catch his grip on time. He cleaned off the blood that spilled from his gum, as a result of John's punch. "Does he tell you guys where he always goes when we have something important to do!" Butt swiveled with his hands spread wide apart. "Where is he returning from now?" "Who knows?" "When he was at hell, who knows what he saw? Maybe our end, maybe a result, to close hell forever, and perhaps he doesn't want to share the secret with us!" Butt added trying to get the others on his side.

Luis Park asked in confirmation. "HAHAHHAHA!" He laughed in madness! "I'm a God! If my Slave is a God! then I can live for thousands then Hahahhahahah!!" "...." o.O Butt was gawking. His mouth was swagging all to way to the ground. Then Luis Park asked Butt. "Butt how old are you?" "Umm..I'm 2 thousand years old." "Wow!" "Then how many years do you think you can live?"