Manga Lips Novels & Stories

There is a nose, eyes, lips, and cheeks. When Havi realized that the person before him is a human, his fist comes loose. Havi watched the woman laugh as well. Her voice was no longer hoarse, instead, it sounded crisp and soft. The type of voice he wanted to hear all the time to calm his heart. It was strange when he got this feeling from a total stranger.

I turned and looked at the glory hole. This person was even more eager than most. Lips were pressed up against the hole, almost poking through to my side. I knew instantly that the lips belonged to a woman (usually I didn't see and didn't know). They were exceptionally thick and pouty, but natural. They had a gentle pink color but with absolutely no hint of lipstick. Her lips were somewhat open, almost a sly smile, revealing a small line of dazzlingly white teeth. There were no winkles at the corner of her mouth so I knew she was young. The only blemish, if you can call it that, on the light white skin around her lips was a beauty mark just above her lip on the left side of her nose. Honestl

Her beauty spot making it hard for me to meet her eyes, but I managed not to gawk at her full lips. Some men liked either breasts or ass. Me? I liked lips. There was so much you could do with them. Kiss them until they are pink and swollen, make them drool around my fingers, watch them stretch around my girth and hear the sweet sounds of moans and whimpers when you fuck them.

I climbed into the driver's seat and shut the door. "Thanks for letting me in," she said as her primly manicured fingers reached to peel off the mask, revealing those pouty, pink lips. The bottom lip was slightly fuller than the upper lip. God, they were the prettiest pink lips I've ever seen. I wanted to have a bite to test if it tasted as sweet as it looked.

Her word was whispered in a hair breadth distance from his lips. A COUPLE OF MINUTES passed by after Damon the Prideful left the premise of the room. Maleficent sat before the vanity mirror as she fixed the ruined blush of her thin lips. The deep blood red color of her lips was now smeared; a testament of how much her lover devoured her earlier. It was a good thing that he wiped the crimson ink that tainted his lips before he went out.

Her golden copper brown lashes weren't thick, but they were long and with the help of the mascara, it gave her eyes the right pop. My eyes trailed down to her lips, that beautiful flesh that was pressed against mine a few hours ago. Her lips were thick, and slightly plump but a bit wrinkled. Shaking my head, I thought of how well that flesh fit in mine, how I sucked hungrily on them. I wanted to taste those lips again, even if the kiss would be as gentle as the first time, I would manage it. As long as I could get a taste of my addiction again.

Jealous by Maoli Before Shane released my chin, I swallowed with my mouth wide open. His eyes darkened as I licked my bottom lip. He was angry, but I could tell from the way his breathing picked up that he was pleased. His thumb pressed into my lip and I stared into his eyes as he slid his finger in. My lungs screamed for air, but my lower lips wanted to poke the angry wolf. He pulled his thumb out, his hand disappearing from my skin.

Full breasts, curved hips, and wet pussies ready for more. I grab Lana by her long black hair and pull her forward first. “Open your mouth.” She obeys and I push my hard cock between her lips. I hold her head with both hands and fuck her mouth in deep strokes. She gags softly but keeps her eyes on me. Saliva runs down her chin as I slide in and out. After a minute I pull out and move to Tara. I do the same to her, pushing my cock down her throat while Mia watches and touches her own breasts.

I made shapes with my tongue against her neck and moaned when she pressed her chest against mine. I pulled away from her neck and cupped her cheeks, taking in how she looked. I licked my lips at the taste of her lipgloss as I saw how swollen her lips were and how hooded her eyes were underneath her long lashes. I moved my thumb to her lips and ran it against them. I pulled down her bottom lip and bit mine, loving how soft it felt under my touch.

I spit into the sink and put more toothpaste on my brush and scrubbed my teeth and mouth for a second time while I turned my head to the side slightly and let my eyes run the length of my scar. It was long, a little red and tight looking, like the skin was pulled while restitching it. was in between pink and red for colour and as I ran my fingers over it it felt bumpy and tender. I closed my eyes and spit in the sink, rinsing out the toothbrush and my mouth before rinsing the sink and putting the things away. I rooted through my bag till I found a hair tie in my makeup bag and finger combed my damp hair into a messy ponytail. With it up it was harder to tell the extent of the damage, however