Masky X Hoodie Yaoi Novels & Stories

Yoonjin whispered close to Hosun 's cock, his warm breath grazing the pulsing tip and slowly killing Hosun . "Y– yessss! Yes, daddy! Please!" Sunny begged hopelessly. Yoonjin smirked, raised his head and looked Hosun in the eyes. The boy's chest was heaving uncontrollably, his face bright red and lips parted. His eyes fluttered weakly and he was drooling a little while slowly moving his hips and humping the air a little. Such an erotic view for Yoonjin, straight out of some adult yaoi manga. "Tell me what you want, baby boy..." Yoonjin said, caressing and scratching his inner thighs.

"And I need some fucking water...just to cool down before I take you home and bury my face between those sweet thighs." Heat surged through me, and my cheeks burned at his words. He noticed, of course, a devilish smirk tugging at his lips. "Wait here, baby. I’ll grab a bottle of water," he nodded toward a small shop just a few feet away. I gave him a quick nod, and he was gone. I leaned against the wall, trying to steady my breathing, when something—or someone—caught my eye. A man in a black hoodie. It wasn’t the hoodie that unsettled me, but the mask covering the lower half of his face, leaving only his eyes exposed. Those dark, piercing eyes felt like they were staring straight into my sou

I groan as I hear the rustle of clothes and blink my eyes, seeing blurry images of Mason opening his shirt. I try to scream but my chest blocks the air out of my body. I don't like this. Whatever is happening, it's wrong. Mason presses his hands on both sides of my body, leaning into me. His bare chest comes into view and I try to kick him on the balls but my legs feel paralyzed. "Finally, Harley..." He hides his face in the crook of my neck, the feeling of sloppy, wet kisses, making their way down my throat, squeezing my stomach in disgust. "I'll have you finally. Your Xavier can't save you now."

Kazuko said as Mitsuki was in rage while the two left. "What do you think you're doing Mitsuki, let's get out of here" Kazuko said as Mitsuki was pissed off and finally agreed to go with them as they left. Natsu still tried to remain conscious as Yami carried him to the waiting room, but before that, Yami used his powers to bring two more clothes for himself and Asahu. Yami wore a black hoodie and black trouser with a black canvas, same with Natsu, although, Natsu hoodie was like a jacket with a white inner, while Asahu wore a black jacket with the same bottom.

he pointed out. " Very well said, I'll gladly take them off" he took of his hoodie revealing his dark purple hair with a highlight of brown, Tyler took a quick stare before proceeding to pull out his files from his bag. Jayson took off his face mask which he had around his nose and mouth, Tyler could see his plumping rosy lips and finally he took off his glasses. " There now no more secrets" he voiced. Tyler was a bit surprised the Mr Jayson was very young, he was expecting him to be at his late 40s just as Mr Eric.

This mask must have some special features or functions. Nick chuckled and looked around. Then he picked up the mask and put it on. The crowd suddenly became restless, because Nick turned into a different person after he put the mask on. Nick took off the mask and said with a smile, "Everyone, this is a Yin and Yang Ghost Mask. I don't need to tell you what it can do, right? The reserve price is three thousand pieces of Fire Spinel, and the minimum bid increment is one hundred pieces of Fire Spinel."

Elias grabs my face, forcing me to look at him through the mask’s slits. “Not done,” he says, and moves between my legs, replacing the stag. He thrusts into my pussy in one deep stroke, the toy still buzzing in my ass, making me feel impossibly full. Another figure—a fox mask—takes his place at my head, shoving his cock into my mouth, fucking it with the same rhythm as Elias. The hawk woman, still trembling from her climax, leans down, licking the cum off my breasts, her tongue swirling over my nipples.

exactly what they came for. **** The evening sun set behind the horizon, bathing the resort in a gentle glow as Cassia and her friends got ready for the masquerade ball Quinn had insisted they attend. The excitement was evident as they picked out their masks. Cassia’s mask was elegant, black with gold accents, shaped like delicate wings that framed her face. It perfectly matched her flowing dark dress, giving her a mysterious yet stunning look. Kiara’s mask was bold and vibrant, decorated in red with feathers, while Quinn went for something simple but sparkling, lined with silver beads.

I pressed my lips together, feeling four cocks thrust in and out of me, my body jerking up and down, breasts bouncing inside my thin dress, nearly coming out each time. “We’ve got another one for that mouth of yours,” Tyler whispered into my ear, pulling me onto his knee and gently rubbing my clit through the panties with his free hand. “A mask just like ours, except we can fill your throat when you use it until you’re choking on each of us and you have spit running down your pretty little chin and neck in front of everyone.” “You-you do?” I asked breathlessly, glancing at each of the other guys, who nodded in agreement.

Then his cock is out – thick, hard, already leaking – inches from my masked face. “Open.” I open my mouth. He slides in slowly, letting the cameras catch every inch disappearing past my lips. The mask frames my stretched mouth perfectly – anonymous, obscene, content. "Fuck,” he groans. “Look at her. Taking in my cock so easily.” Jake appears on my other side. His cock is longer, curved, throbbing as he strokes it. “My turn. Share her.” Tyler pulls out with a wet pop and Jake takes his place immediately – shoving deeper, hitting the back of my throat. I gag around him, the sound loud and obscene, drool already sliding down my chin beneath the mask.