Nate Jacobs Stories

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Dawg Origins: Chocolate Lavender

by mondotoken on Jul 31, 2018
First Time

Disclaimer: *All teen characters are eighteen years old, over the age of consent.* *** It all started out so innocently as my girl Edna and I were in the midst of some ill- advised sexual experimentation when we'd been caught by one of the church elders and outed to Pastor Grey. We were kissing, no tongue or anything when Sister Jacobs popped up in front o...

The Hunt Ch. 02

by Dazzle1 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Sasha woke up on her belly on a narrow platform. She was still nude and fastened to the bench to two large straps across her mid section her hands handcuffed behind her. "She's up, "a voice called. Donna dressed in feminine safari wear entered. "How's my girl friend?" "You are no friend of mine, "Sasha snarled. Her blond captor laughed, "Deny all you wan...

Triple Threat Ch. 02

by markedas on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

**All characters are over 18 and FICTIONAL. **This is a SERIAL, like my other serial JUST IN TIME, so it is a running story. Please look for the following installments! **This is the SECOND episode. * ~ * ~ * ~ * Previously on Triple Threat: Nate Foreman is a phenom draft pick by the San Francisco 49ers and is just beginning training camp. His college s...

Please Don't Cry

by HeavenlyGates on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

This is just a little something off of the top of my head is all. Read and enjoy and please No flames! * Helen sat in Nate's room crying silently. Nate shook his head his hand gripping the box cutter that Helen was going to use on herself if Nate didn't walk in, in time. Nate started pacing the room in frustration. Helen was put in the hospital before for...

What the World doesn't Know Ch. 01

by joejacobs on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

They Couldn't Know The limousine came to a halt. But it was a while before the doors opened. In that time he uncuffed her wrists and took the tennis ball out of her mouth. He hadn't used a gag, because the straps could have disturbed her carefully done hair. He was nothing if not careful about that. The world couldn't know what she was to him. And it didn'...

Home Ch. 04

by curiouskatty on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

To my kind editor, MoaningLover. Thank you all for the feedback. Keep em' coming =) * Peyton tapped her foot impatiently. She looked at the time on her computer screen. Twenty more minutes until the end of her day; then she could see Nate. She closed her eyes and thought about the last three weeks of her life. After Nate had apologized, the two of them w...

A Trickster's Life in Ottawa

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Reginald, if you don't have a thousand dollars for me by the end of this week, I'm evicting you, and I swear that I'm tossing your belongings outside," said my landlord, Mr. Jacobs, and I looked at the smug, bespectacled little old white dude, and flashed him a grin a shark would recognize. Must have had the desired effect for Mr. Jacobs flinched, and I all...

Casual Encounter - Movies

by NickSchwartz on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Title: Casual Encounter - Movies Series: Casual Encounter Author: The Fun Dreams () Keywords: MF, movies, femdom, malesub, dom, sub, bdsm, anonymous, pwp Summary: Two people are in a theatre, watching a bad movie. Note: Casual Encounters is something I'm trying, rather than focusing on the players in the story, I wanted to take two random characters, a...

Saturday Twist, Continued

by Bard on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Tara was dreaming about being trapped in a confined space as vines wrapped about her body. She involuntarily jerked her legs to kick free of the confinement, and was awakened sharply as the kick jerked her shoulders back. Light bits of pain shot through her shoulders. She looked around the room, it was dark except for the street light spilling in from the wi...

The Thank You Dinner

by me71 on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"I don't care how you do it, just get it done!" The phone landed with a rattle back in the cradle. "How old is he - three?" Nate exploded, slamming himself back in his leather chair, running both hands through his already messy curls. Nathaniel Walker was having a bad day and it was only 11:45 am. It had started out fairly good for a Friday. Traffic had bee...