Trying something new out with these four stories. Whichever gets the most attention/best response gets updated next. Tell me what you think in the reviews. Smut should start up next chapter or so. So stay tuned.
"Alright! But don't come bitching to me when you're all mad that the potatoes have too much meat in them." Robert Freeman said while sticking his nose in the air. The eighty to one hundred and twenty two year old man picked up the bowl of potatoes and put them back in the fridge.
Twenty two year old Huey Freeman glowered at his cranky elderly grandfather.
"Grandad you can't just serve meat in every single dish! Especially when you're having guests over." Huey Freeman complained as his Grandad just tossed his head back with a good natured chuckle.
"Boy you got no idea how to cook for a large family! Besides it wasn't my idea to invite over Tom and the honeys. That was all on you boy!" Robert said as he went back to cooking in the kitchen. His very favorite activity. Actually it was a tie. Between cooking, smoking weed and getting it on with a cute younger honey. Huey rolled his eyes at his grandfathers antics before he tapped his chin.
"Invite them?" Invite them? He hadn't invited Tom! He hadn't even talked to the guy in years! Huey had cut off ties with that lame ass faux woke brother since he went to college. Tom was painfully trying to pass as white. It was almost offensive if he wasn't also just so so so very bad at life. Huey almost pitied him. Almost being the main word.
He used to have a bit of contact with Tom's daughter Jasmine, but then that slowed down when she also went to college and got a boyfriend. Then another. Then some girlfriends. Then back to boys. She was one of those people who always had to be in a relationship and who didn't know how to exist outside of one. Huey hadn't talked to her in literal years.
The only reason he knew that they still lived in the neighborhood was because they were Robert's first contacts if he fell or had another heart attack.
Huey was supicous, he hadn't invited the Dubois's. And he knew that his Grandad hadn't either. He sniffed. The reek of marijuana was strong. And was coming from upstairs. Huey checked his watch and groaned.
Four twenty. Of course. Huey marched upstairs while his Grandad listened to some old long dead musician. Huey didn't even bother pounding on Riley's door. He just kicked it open. He couldn't have opened it if he tried. Riley's room was a mess of clothes tossed around, random take out containers filled with half eaten food, and assorted stuff that the little twenty year old hoodlum thought of as 'gangsta shiiiiieeeettttt'.
"YO! What the hell Huey?" Riley shouted from where he was lounging on the lazy boy he had found on a street corner and dragged upstairs. His headphones were blasting crappy music and he had three tv's on while he played video games. And lost.
Huey was across the room and had one of his brother's cornrows in hand and pulled back sharply. The joint behind Riley's ear fell to the ground and instantly got lost in all of the air soft pellets that littered it.
"What do you think you're planning?" Huey asked warningly. Riley struggled before moving to kick him sharply in the ribs. Huey's hand snaked out and gripped Riley's ankle and forced it back down. No matter how old he got Huey knew he could kick Riley's ass.
"Don't make me ask again." Huey growled.
"Man tell a guy what you think he did before you start tossing out all this shit about-"
"The dubois's. What the hell are you planning?" Huey asked dangerously. Riley paused for a second before smirking evily.
"OHHO! Yeah I see what you mean! You think I went and like called them or some shit huh? You think I like what went and made a phone call like some weak ass sauce brudda? Nah man it's all on the up and up! I've got this little bet going on see? And it's going to be off the chain halla if you-"
"I don't care what you have planned. All I know is that it's probably dangerous. Don't drag me into this shit. Or Grandad." Huey said warningly. Riley smirked before he held up a hand.
"Nah! Nah brother! Your boy Riley has you all hooked up! Check it yo!" Riley said as he fished around in his pockets before swearing and jumping up and scrounging around the floor.
"FUCK MAN! WHERE THE HELL IS IT AT?!" Huey sighed. He was so glad he had moved into the guest room after college. Sure it was depressing to see that Riley made their old shared room into a total pig sty. But it wasn't his fucking problem.
"FOUND IT!" Riley shouted and pushed a condom package into Huey's hand. Huey gazed at it in shock before shaking his head.
"Okay. I think I figured out what you're planning. So stop it." Huey said warningly. Riley smirked evily.
"Now what the hell could I possibly be planning?" It would be much easier to trust him if he didn't smirk like that. Huey shook his head. Riley would be a dangerous super villain if he wasn't such a fucking idiot.
"You are not going to screw Jasmine in some sort of dumb ass insulting competition that you have going on with either Thugnificent and his gang of wanna be's or your exgirlfriend Cindy." Huey said simply.
Riley looked shocked, then angry. Clearly he needed a stronger strain of the green. He looked way too stressed out to be stoned.
"HEY! Who said that it was them that-"Huey walked out of Riley's room and pulled the door closed behind him. Coughing a little bit. Huey was no light weight. He liked a good drag on some weed too. Mostly because it pissed off a lot of people. But he also could never shake the knowledge that a ton of innocent black men were behind bars for nonviolent drug charges. Riley's weed though, it was just so very very shitty.
"That idiot has no damn sense." Huey said shaking his head as he walked back downstairs. He decided screw it. If Riley didn't follow his instructions then Huey wasn't going to stop him.
The doorbell rang as Huey got to the bottom of the stairs. There was still a lot of clattering coming from the kitchen and Huey could hear Riley's music blasting away upstairs. Huey sighed again. Now he knew why he avoided coming home so often. Those two didn't know how to take care of themselves half the time.
Huey pulled the door open with his typical disinterested stoic expression. What stood there rattled him hard enough to make him raise a single eyebrow. Tom Dubois looked the same. Nerdy skinny black guy. All smiles and handshakes as if he thought he was Obama.
Sarah Dubois was there too. Looking more like a twenty year old blonde babe then ever. Huey wasn't blind. He knew that she was a fine looking lily skinned woman. With short blonde hair, full smiling lips, playful blue eyes and Double F tits that were only matched by her impressive booty.
It was the young woman standing behind her parents who rushed forward and wrapped her arms around Huey's shoulder's that threw the young revolutionary for a loop.
"HUEY!" Jasmine squealed out in delight as she squeezed him tight. Huey gulped a little. She had grown. She came up to his chest now. She had firm strong muscles and a powerful core. Probably from dance classes in college. She loved dancing and moving back when they were kids. And now...well she clearly took care of herself. Her typical crazy bright brown hair sat in two low afro puffs. She had blossomed, her breasts actually surpassed her mothers. She didn't have Sarah's height but she did have her moms juicy powerful bootilicous butt.
"Jasmine?" Huey said as she pulled away and giggled. She was wearing perfume, lilac perfume, and lipgloss. She was smiling playfully up at Huey as he took a couple of steps back to let the Dubois family in.
"Huey! Good to see you mr college man! It's been what...two...three..." Tom began as Huey turned his attention back to the man. Huey felt pity for this man. That was the only way to describe it. Tom was pitiful. Just sort of a pathetic excuse for a human being.
"Four years next week." Huey said simply as he got his composure back. "Come on in." He closed the door as the trio trooped in. Tom stood in the hallway with his typical dopy smile before Sarah glanced between Huey and Jasmine and coughed a little bit before she quickly grabbed Tom's arm.
"I think that these two kids should go and catch up in the living room while we go and help Robert finish cooking. Don't you think so Tom?" She said digging her nails into Tom's arm making him yelp and jump as he looked at Sarah in shock.
"Oh come on honey we just got here, can't we catch up a little bit before-" Tom was cut off again as Sarah more or less dragged the man down the hallway. She turned around and tossed a smile and a wink back towards the two young adults who stood awkwardly in the hallway for a few moments.
"Boy Huey. It looks like you've hardly changed at all!" Jasmine said as she walked into their living room. Or skipped, she moved with a casual power with every step. As if she was just a moment away from singing and dancing at any given moment. Huey had no clue where she got her energy from. It was actually pretty impressive.
"I got taller." Huey remarked. Plus he had put on some muscle. Martial arts would do that to anyone. And he liked being good at martial arts. Jasmine giggled again as she sat on the sofa and patted the seat beside her. Huey sat down and tried not to make a move as she scooted closer to him. Their arms were touching, she was just a few inches away from his face. He gulped and ignored the heat building up in his core. She was blushing a little. A soft rosy tint that complimented her eyes very well.
"So what have you been up to-"Huey began only to be cut off as Jasmine swung her leg over his and straddled him. Huey's eyes grew wide as she stared at him with wide nervous eyes.
"Jasmine what the hell are you-"He was cut off as her lips pressed to his. Hot. Eagerly. Desperately. She kissed him hard. Lips parting, tongue darting. His hands instinctively rested on her broad ass cheeks as he kissed her back. Eyes closing. Deepening the kiss as he groaned against her lips. She pressed her body into his. Rocking gently. He felt himself grow tight in his black jeans and she gasped excitedly through her nose making Huey even more eager.
He pulled his hands away from her too tight jeans reluctantly as he stared up at her, confused, aroused, and very very out of breath.
"Jasmine. What the hell was that all about?" He asked with a frown. His lips were still sore from the intense kiss that she had layered on them.
"That was a kiss silly!" She said with a chuckle.
"I know it was a kiss, why would you-"
"BBBBOOOOYYYYSSSS DINNER!" Robert Freeman yelled at the top of his lungs interrupting Huey. Jasmine stood up with a smile and booped his nose.
"Oh we are doing way more then just kissing tonight hot stuff." She said before turning around and walking out. There was a swing to her hips and a little shake to her booty. Huey watched, hypnotized. She paused at the doorway and giggled. Huey blushed, she had caught him red handed.
"So? Aren't you hungry?" Jasmine asked before going around the corner.
Review. Faster updates for this and other stories if this and other stories get more reviews. Would love to see art work of this or any of my other work. Faster reviews for my other less popular stories means that more updates at a faster pace. Or just more stories like this one.
Also any requests in reviews will probably be ignored.
Also just to be clear. I do not do pedophilia, all characters are aged up in this stuff or aged down depending on the character, no loli, no yaoi, no shota, I don't do watersports (Shit/Piss/fart fetish shit)I don't do stuff like vore or entire bodies getting shoved into places (Shrink play) I don't do blood play or torture (Ball/cock crushing etc) or certain old people, (Yes I am a fucking hypocrite) . Also if you ask for something in reviews that normally means I won't do it. So anyone who asks for that will be disappointed. If you have questions/requests/suggestions PM me instead.
Also I have an ao3 account now so that's a thing.
Trying something out where I post a number of stories, whichever gets the best response gets updated first.