A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 227: Magic Show (3) **

Chapter 227: Magic Show (3) **

The stage is busy after a spectacular performance.

You have to organize the various props used in the performance, check for any broken or broken ones and replace them with new ones, and clean up the trash left behind by the audience at the performance venue.

Behind a dreamy time is the tearful efforts of ordinary people to create such a time.

At this time, performers, hosts, and simple workers all work together as one and help organize the stage in their respective positions.

This is because we all have the same desire to quickly finish cleaning up after work and leave work.

However, in the midst of all the busy movement, there was one person leisurely walking between the tents.

One of the performers who was cleaning up the stage tried to pay attention to the man who was leisurely walking around as if it were none of her business.

"Hey! If you don't have anything to do, come here... "

However, his words did not last until the end due to dissuasion from a colleague nearby.

"Hey. Do you not know who that person is? Let's just do our thing."

"Who is it?"

"I told you to change your glasses. "Can't you see that mask?"

"Mask? Ah. Is it space? But our leader is also organizing things over there right now, so what's the big deal about him?"

"Okay, so be quiet. The leader also said that that person can be left out of the organization."

"Really? Hey, it's dirty. Is it all about being popular? Until recently, he was an unknown actor... "

"Shh! Shhh! I can hear you. The after-party hasn't even started yet, are you drunk? "We just have to do our own thing."

"Tsk. "If only I were popular."

A fellow actor hurriedly moved to another location, dragging the arm of the actor who was spewing out foul language.

However, their conversation had already reached Space's ears.

"Tsk tsk... "

Space did not get angry even after hearing such evil remarks. On the contrary, I even laughed.

It was because I felt a low level of satisfaction by interpreting such evil remarks as jealousy of him for his success.

Space raised his hand and touched the outside of the mask he was still wearing even after the performance was over.

The hard, cold texture of a common mask that could be found anywhere touched my fingertips.

But Space knew the true value of this mask.

He couldn't forget the moment he learned the true power of this mask.

The opportunity was even vain.

Space, no, he was just an actor at the time. He was so exhausted from continuous practice and not improving his skills that day that he forgot to take off his actor's mask and lay down on the bed. He checked his schedule with no time to rest and thought absent-mindedly, 'I can't rest unless time stops.' I can't even do it...' I thought.

And, sound disappeared from the world.

When the loud noise from a moment ago disappeared in an instant, he opened the door with his tired body, wondering if something had happened.

It was quickly apparent that it wasn't just that things had become quiet.

The blade of a fellow actor who was practicing juggling did not come down while floating in the air, and the fire of the actor who was practicing a fire-breathing trick from his mouth did not flutter at all.

However, it took a little longer to understand that the situation had stopped time.

Even though it was a world where magic existed, it was completely unthinkable for time to stop.

After several tests, he was convinced of the mask's power.

He could stop time just by putting on a mask and thinking about stopping time.

You can stop time for about an hour a day. However, it was not a big problem since it could be shared as many times as desired.

Also, the stimulation given while time has stopped comes all at once at the moment when time starts flowing again.

It wasn't long before the actor, who was an actor, started calling himself Space, naming his movement using time as space magic.

It was not long before he became the highlight of the magic show as he performed magic that no one could imitate.

Once his desire for fame was satisfied, the next thing he turned to was his sexual desire.

If any woman has this power, she can be committed.

While intoxicated with that sense of omnipotence, he was careful to avoid women who could possibly use time-interfering magic. He would do whatever he wanted to any woman that caught his eye and then leave.

There was no fear of being caught.

It's hard for me, who uses this mask myself, to believe how something like this is possible, but other people can't even imagine it.

Today, after the performance, I used the power of the mask to cool off.

He recalled the soft touch of the woman's body that still seemed to remain in his palm, and recalled what had happened a moment ago.

It was purely by chance that he encountered that woman.

After the magic show ended, he got out of the crowd of people busy organizing the stage and was walking down the street alone.

Since he was in charge of the highlight of the magic show, he had taken the attitude of 'What would you do without me?' And negotiated with the director to not take care of the cleanup, but he was a little concerned about what other people thought.

Because he never took his mask off his body, he was unable to blend in with the crowd of people crowding the streets for fear of being recognized, so he passed the time in a dark alley just off the main street.

Then a group of beautiful girls caught his eye.

A woman with silver hair that shined in various colors like her magic, a cute pink-haired girl who kept telling her something, and a purple-haired girl giggling as she looked at the two.

When he saw three beautiful girls, each boasting unique charms, he activated the power of the mask without even realizing it.

When he saw the street where time suddenly stopped and silence fell, he thought it was a pity.

Immediately after the performance, he tried to avoid touching women as much as possible.

He was able to stop time during the performance, and in the end, it was physically difficult because he was the one throwing and catching objects while stopping time.

But those three pretty girls were so attractive that I wanted to break my own rules.

As much as he wanted to pry open the baby's chambers of all three and inject rich baby seed, he had to choose only one since there was not much time left.

After much deliberation, the woman he chose was Soira, a beautiful girl with purple hair.

For some reason, a girl with pink hair caught his eye, but her breasts were far below his taste.

And the way Soira put her hands behind her head and stretched out her breasts seemed like she was tempting him.

"Walking around dressed like this, aren't you asking me to fuck you?"

He muttered as he licked every inch of Soira's body.

Exposed armpits, exposed hips with deep cut on the side, and even panties barely covered by a short skirt.

I wanted to taste him from head to toe with my tongue, but there wasn't much time left.

He immediately put Soira on her knees and took out his cock.

He pushed his fingers between her lips, forced her jaw open, and pushed his cock in.

A warm and moist texture wrapped around my dick pleasantly.

The sight of the man with his mouth open and sucking his cock, just like he was giggling while talking to his friends, was extremely arousing.

Using the arms he had raised above her head as handles to stretch her, he lowered himself onto Soira's waist to give her mouth a good feel.

Her uvula was pricked by the glans, and her narrow throat was forced open.

I'm sure once the time stop is lifted, I'll have some trouble from the stimulation stabbing my neck.

Even while anticipating such a future, he did not stop his cock from touching Soira's mouth.

It was also one of his pleasures to see the woman's reaction after the time stop had already been lifted.

"It's a bit of a shame that I can't experience the technique."

Before getting the mask, he was a virgin, and after getting the mask, he was engulfed in suspicion that everyone who approached him was trying to steal the mask, and he had never had sex with a woman.

He has never used a woman like an onahole.

He mumbled something no one could hear and picked at the motionless meat hole.

He reached down and massaged her large breasts, and when he felt the sensation of ejaculation, he stuck his dick deep into Soira's throat and made her spit out semen.

Semen was accumulating inside the throat, which did not move to swallow or spit out even though the thick liquid accumulated.

He used his tongue like a wet towel to wipe the semen off his glans, then grabbed his chin and closed his mouth.

By the time starts flowing again, your mouth will be filled with the smell of semen.

Just thinking about that made my dick, which had just ejaculated, become hard again.

Normally, I would have used my chest like this and taken one more step down with just my chest, but I didn't have much time today.

The man immediately lifted his skirt and pulled his panties to the side.

I massaged both buttocks, buried my nose in the groin, and enjoyed the softness of the thighs and labia.

I wasn't particularly obsessed with smells, but if I buried my head like this and inhaled my lungs full of the scent of a female, my erection reached its peak just by that act.

When his excitement reached its peak, he laid Soira down on the ground and spread her legs.

Soira, time stopped, was still smiling.

With a stream of semen flowing from the corner of the mouth.