Men In Black Creatures Skinny Novels & Stories

I have never seen a conceited asshole like Killian Black before. The man doesn't know his workers. He doesn't even know what they look like or even their names. He just didn't care. All he cares about is dropping by his club twice a week to get wasted, get high, and get fucked and leave for his multi Billion dollar company on weekdays. He is just too annoying and too much. He is the fine definition of privilege and he treats people like shit. He barely gives a shit about anyone. I don't care if he's so sweet to some set of people, the man is just a complete jerk. A good looking jerk, and I hate that he's so attractive.

They moved together, gliding back and forth, moaning with each stroke. A knock sounded at the door. Without missing a beat inside Tessa, Kellan called, "Come in." Two strapping black men entered, completely naked, with dribbles of cum on their inner thighs and bellies. Their large cocks swung from side to side. One had a loose ball-sack, the other’s balls were pulled up close to the base of his cock. "What’s up, dudes?" Kellan asked.

The man with me says, swinging his arms weirdly "Yo, blacktooth, not again! Just go. One of the mean men reply, shaking his head. "Hold on Dris, you know I got more money... Just let me in" Blacktooth says "No. You are just a drunk motherf**cker, and I ain't ready for any of your sly tactics.” Dris insist impassively. From the scornful stares of the other men, I am sure Blacktooth isn't on good terms with the rest of the other men. “Come on Dris... Tell you what?” Blacktooth suggests “What?” Dris raise his eyebrows, dropping his hands in his pockets

She was sure she was about to cum just as Jon pulled his fingers out and shoved them down her throat. As she sucked and gagged on his fingers the rest of the men in the room began to strip. After a minute or two Jon spun Ali around where she was face to face with another large black man. His skin was darker than Jon's, almost completely black. A hand pushed Ali's back, and her hands grabbed onto this other man's chest for support. Do they all have amazing bodies? She thought.

Inside were six men dressed all in black who held looks of shock and then rage. "We’ve got company!" One called. "Att…" No other words managed to escape his mouth as I surged forward, digging my claws into his chest and pinning him to the ground. Letting out a huff, I bit down on his throat and pulled, tearing away the skin there and leaving him to bleed out. Satisfied that he wasn’t going to get up, I moved onto another as he pulled a gun. Clamping down on his wrist, I tore the hand holding it clean off before going for his heel.

They were both half-naked so I watched his dick go in and out of her until he climaxed. A black chubby and quite a handsome dude was sucking the titties of another white curvaceous girl as he fingered her right in front of me. She smiled at me lasciviously as she moaned, I smirked as I ground my groins together. 'Do you wanna dance Miss?' A black skinny dude in a red Jordans overall stood before me stretching his left arm forward. 'Um! Nah, thanks.' 'Why? Your boyfriend is here?' 'Shucks! Uh-huh!'

Some booed. I stood, chest rising and falling, sweat trickling down my spine. One down. Nine more to go. But before I could even wipe the dust from my body, the gate on the east side clanged open again. I turned and froze. “What in the actual hell…” A creature crawled out. It was massive and armored with thick scales layered like plates made from a black stone. Its jaws opened in a slow, unnerving display of teeth longer than my fingers. An alligator beastman. Not the cute, swamp kind.

“Perfect.” I eyed him, unknowingly taking note of all his features. He was in short black shorts—shorts that were shorter than normal—and a red top with the imprint of a white skull on it. But it was hard to call the short a ‘top’ because it looked like he fought with a tiger, making most of this ‘top’ ripped apart.

Devon said and shifted his gaze to his phone. "Mr Moore, please. Don't do that. He will be my husband soon. Punishing him would be punishing me too," Susan begged and Bryce laughed. "Mr Bryce, please stop. You are not helping," Eva said. "I see," Bryce said and the door opened. Five men, dressed in an all-black outfit with half of their faces covered strode in. From the masks they wore, only their eyes could be seen. The remaining half of their face was left uncovered. Devon frowned and Susan's eyes widened as she ceased with her fake emotional tears. Eva was torn between astonishment and admiring the handsome men who had just strode in. They were huge due to their muscular build. The black

It was a chilly night, the moon was half up and the stars were twinkling while the city was still in a deep slumber, as a group of men, all dressed in black armored suits are roaming around the streets, in search of fantasy creatures who didn't have the right or incomplete ID's with them. This was a decreet of Mayor La Croix, and it was his men who were sneaking around, putting fear in the poor creatures and sometimes also in the humans even because of their ruthless ways of dealing with them.