October 2021

By Gianni Shamari

 

The night air was breezy and pleasant in Miami, Florida. Maré and Monica were cruising down the dreamy Ocean Drive in an ice white Ferrari 599 GTO looking like the 21st century version of Sonny Crockett and Rico Tubbs. The Game's "Ferrari Lifestyle" was blaring from the sports car, which had the vibe feeling cinematic like an iconic scene from Miami Vice.

“I love Miami nights!” Maré exclaimed. "It is so beautiful and epic. The sexy ladies, the bright lights and the parties..."

"Yeah, the nightlife in Miami is vibrant." Monica continued. "Here we are, at this party capital! Nothing's so exciting than hooking up with Lindsey Pelas and Abigail Ratchford."

“Those kinky girls love to put on a show for us." Maré said, smiling. "They are delicacies! I enjoyed partying with them whenever I was in town. I know it's going to be epic... tonight!"

Monica laughed. "Yes, we're going to give them the best of both worlds experience."

"You know it." Maré agreed. "Our Barbie dolls are very sexual and crave those orgasmic blasts we're known for giving all the pretty ladies."

"Righto! We're the best! We're the dynamic duo in pussy conquest." Monica shouted.

Maré chuckled. "Let's make our grand entrance in the club here and leave with the baddest bitches there."

They entered the Liv nightclub, which was packed with sexy asses. Maré and Monica felt like the biggest stars in the world. Maré had his Hermès shirt unbuttoned to show off his impressive physique. Some of the sexy women on the dance floor, who mistook him for Shemar Moore, rubbed his robust chest and took selfies with him. Maré kissed them and walked off like a smooth player. Monica, in her usual fashion, strutted confidently down the dance floor as if she owned Liv, which had the heads turning. Monica's short shaved hairstyle complemented her pretty face well. She looked hot in her white designer leather sleeveless vest that exposed her amazing abs and matching leather pants. Several women and men shouted 'Yasss' at her. Beaming, Monica welcomed the feedback. Screening the place, Maré finally spotted Abigail and Lindsey in the VIP lounge.

Maré and Monica walked inside the VIP lounge where it was a bit quieter. Abigail and Lindsey were already at the table sipping on cocktails. They looked nice in their matching pink sleeveless sheer mesh club mini dress! When they noticed Maré and Monica, they yelled enthusiastically. Abigail and Lindsey rose from the leather seats, hugged and kissed them.

“Heyyy!” Monica said, as she took Lindsey’s hand and spun her around getting a good look at her sexy body before greeting her with a kiss. “You look amazing, my Barbie doll! Damn, I love your boobs!"

"30HH and all natural." Lindsey said, blushing.

She was a short blonde that oozed sex appeal. Her best assets were humongous boobs, petite curvaceous body with supple skin and bubble ass, beautiful heart shaped face with smoky turquoise eyes, and a good career as glamour model and social media influencer.

                “Heyyyyy, Maré! King of New York!”

Abigail was the sexy brown-haired, green-eyed goddess. Her full lips were perfect for passionate kissing. She was a sensual glamour model. Her dress really complemented with her curvalicious figure.

“What’s up, baby?” Maré said.

“Come dance with me. Show me your New York dance moves.” Abigail suggested.

“Let’s go!”

Joining the steamy throng, they hit the dance floor. Everybody was in a celebratory mood as R. Kelly's "Relief" song blared. Abigail surprised Maré with her strip club dance moves. She moved well with the rhythm of the song. She was gyrating her pussy against his dick, which had him aroused. Maré went with the flow as he rested his hands on her full hips and swayed with the music. Intermittent caresses soon pervaded the carnal heat around them. Not to be outdone, Lindsey and Monica were bumping and grinding and French-kissing. All four of them continued dancing provocatively. Their moves and steps had the mood hit its plateau. The erotic swerves had them perspire for the pleasure-hungry ambiance.

“I’ll bet you can’t wait to get me out of this dress and fuck the shit out of me, right?” Abigail asked, kissing him as she leaned back swaying to the music.

Maré caressed and clawed at her ass cheeks, “That's right, baby girl! I was thinking about beating up this pussy all day.”

They kissed. “Yes, your hands feel so good on my ass. Oh, my God, you have me in the mood to fool around...” Abigail told him; her tone went husky as she paused.

“I cannot wait to have my way with you.” Maré said, hugging her closer.

“I love that nasty bit of you.” she cooed. "I might be young, but I'm ready for a stud."

                “I know you like to be treated like a slut in the bed. I'm gonna give you some real good.” Maré promised. "I can't wait to take you home with me."

As the night advanced, the four friends returned to the VIP lounge. Planted on the table in front of them was a magnum of champagne being chilled. The combination of drinking and flirting made them horny. Usher's new song, "Next Contestant" incited Lindsey on to lap dance anew and impulsively arouse Monica as she rubbed her huge boobs against latter's face.

                "I'm in heaven." Monica murmured, clutching Lindsey on her slim waist and blowing into her deep cleavage. "I can't wait to take you home with me."

Magic worked its way through their eye contact. Their wet mouths clasped, lips intertwined, and tongues flicking amid the sighs and moans. They devoured each other like untamed lovers do. Monica fondled, denuded, and sucked Lindsey's boobs. Lindsey fingered Monica's crotch hard through her pants. Their moans of pleasure indicated the passionate build-up.

Abigail sat on Maré's lap, and rubbed her ass and pussy on his lap. She covered his muscular chest with a shower of butterfly kisses before tonguing his ear. Maré moved his hand down her flat stomach until he found her wet womanhood and teased her with a good caress.

"I have you hot and wet already, I see." Maré murmured. "I won't have any problems taking you now."

"I can accommodate a man's hand inside me." Abigail told him.

"That’s a real handy one." Maré wisecracked.

Abigail burst into laughter. "You're nuts."

They locked their wet lips passionately.

Liv started dying down at four A.M., and so the quartet took one last sip of their drinks and left the club. They walked to the parking lot where their cars were parked side by side. They anticipated, imagining the excitement of pleasure that awaited them by the end of the night.

Monica pulled Maré aside and said, "I'm gonna ride with Lindsey in her Lamborghini so you can have your privacy with Abigail."

"Cool." He responded.

The Ferrari and Lamborghini racing up the highway was a sight. It was like a scene from Fast Five. Inside Maré's car, Estelle's hot new single, "Break My Heart," blared from the custom stereo system. Abigail turned up the air-conditioning, pulled down her top, and fanned her bare tits. They were big and firm, and her nipples were too hard to miss Maré's attention. He laughing, knowing she was teasing him with a good show.

“What do you think? Do you like?” She asked, pinching her own nipples.

“Hell yeah, they’re perfect!” Maré answered with a smile. "I cannot wait to suck on those jokers."

“I heard some flattering things about you,” Abigail continued. “I hope the legend is true about you.”

                “I’m going to make it true with you, I promise! You’re going to feel it in your stomach,” Maré told her.

“I can’t wait to have you inside me, Maré!” Abigail said, winking. "I have been longing this for ages."

                They headed to the bachelor pad that Maré shared with Monica, which was a glass penthouse overlooking the expansive sands of South Beach and the Atlantic Ocean. Abigail and Lindsey were in awe with the surreal, unobstructed views of the beach, ocean, Fisher Island, Key Biscayne, Miami skyline and private rooftop pool.

                “You guys have a really nice place! It is paradise in the sky!” Abigail said.

 “Thanks!” Maré responded. "Living on top of the world is a must for us."

                “This penthouse is amazing.” Lindsey smiled. "I would love to live here."

                “You're welcome for eternity, doll face!” Monica said.

 Lindsey couldn't curb her urge to laugh.

                “Are you ready to fuck me with that big black cock?” Abigail asked Maré seductively.

                “You know it.” Maré said. "Let's get it poppin' ladies."

                Laughing, they all retired to the spacious master bedroom. Abigail and Lindsey immediately started doing a striptease act. Maré and Monica ogled at their bed-mates for the night; they enjoyed every second of them undressing. Abigail and Lindsey had similar sexy bodies, but the latter had bigger tits. They lay down on the edge of the bed and spread their luscious thighs wide. Their pussies were gleaming with wetness of desire. Maré and Monica shed their clothes off and dove head first into the vulnerable pleasure havens.

Lindsey pulled Monica’s face to her trimmed pussy. She moaned, clutching at her lesbian lover's head, receiving the most pleasurable sensation of wet tongue flicking on her quivering dripping pulsating labia. She went wild with lust as Monica licked her slit, from clit to the perineum, licking further down the seam of skin and puckered anus, licking up and making sideway flicks and taking the honeyed nectar along. Tasting her cum and inroading the open orifice, Monica deftly clamped her lips on the throbbing engorged clit awaiting an amorous attention. She continued sucking her hood and her clitoral glans, giving her a series of teasing flicks that inflamed her love canal to squirt. She yelled, trembling all over and letting Monica swallow the rich copious nectar of her femininity. After five minutes, Lindsey squirted again with a screaming fury as she caressed Monica’s cropped hair.

“Eat my pussy, Maré!” Abigail hollered. "Hmmm, suck my clit, Nature Boy!"

Maré's oral fixation on Abigail's pussy was working magic. She was squirming around the bed, ecstatically closing her eyes and biting her lip, kneading her own titties. It was as if she was floating like an blissful apparition in air. She bucked her hips, making feeble attempts to let his tongue poke into her depth.

“Your pussy tastes good,” Maré spoke in a gentle tone, holding her thighs apart, and resumed dining at the Y. He had her pussy completely at his mercy, working his fingers in and out of her open orifice. She strained her body, her stomach jolting with spasmodic ripples and her pussy wall tightening around his invading fingers, and then she screamed her pleasure out. Maré's sucked her pouting pussy lips as she shed her juices on his face.

“You gushed all over my face!” Maré spoke up.

“I love gushing on faces!” Abigail said, holding her breath and laughing. “Now, I wanna ride this big black dick."

Abigail got on top of Maré, sank her asshole right on his dick and started riding him with energetic moves. Building up to a smooth rhythm, she bounced up and down, steadying herself with her hand on his chest. She was unquestionably experienced in sex as she rode him. Flecks of cum coated his dick, from tip to the base.

“Ride it, baby girl!” He told her. "This black dick is yours!"

Demented with lust and yet hearing, she continued riding him hard like a wild thoroughbred. She yelped and bit her lip as he slapped her tits. Closing her eyes, she uttered something dirty and yelled his name. A mind-shattering, body-shaking climax had her vitality be drained to the last drop and wet the bed-sheet underneath him.

“You are so amazing! I cannot believe how hot and wet you have me right now.” She commented, kissing him on the lips.

“This is what I do, goddess.” Maré replied, with a passionate kiss. "I give ladies those epic orgasms."

Lindsey kept rubbing her pussy, staring at Monica who was fastening her 11" strap-on. The strap-on proudly jutted out from Monica's crotch, which made her look like an ultimate sex machine. Lindsey, as she anticipated, smiling and closing her eyes, let Monica shower fiery kisses on her sweaty body. Monica left no part of her feminine splendor unattended; from her head to her toes and from her heels to her head, Monica made an osculatory tour of her front and her backside, kissing and biting more on her boobs and butt. Another tongue invasion of her pussy and anus got Lindsey accommodating for the lustrous curved shaft. She gasped as the tip of dildo penetrated her wet entrance. The shaft glided, inch by inch, going down and filling her up. Then and there, Monica surmised her strength, thrusting into Lindsey's love canal, making the beautiful model beg for more.

"P... please... f... fuck me, Predator!" Lindsey stammered, under the mighty thrusts and hard invading toy that tore into her womb. "Please, d... don't fuckin'... stop..."

Monica grabbed her massive tits and took each nipple, one after the other, into her mouth. She was in her "Predator mode" mercilessly fucking Lindsey. Maré had never witnessed such a wild fucking. The sweat was pouring down her body like raindrops. Lindsey's yells and screams echoed the cozy bedroom, as Monica's narrow hips moved in frenzy, ravishing her pleasure morsel and shaking her to heights of pleasure.

"Oh, God yes, fuck me harder!" Lindsey implored. "I'm gonna cum!"

Monica gazed down at Lindsey's face as she continued jamming her toy. The excitement and anticipation made her wet. Monica's love canal filled up, and her moaning merged erotically with Lindsey's screams. Then Lindsey, trembling all over, went through the spasmodic pussy-wrenching orgasm. After three hard thrusts, Monica's plastic phallus popped out of Lindsey's pussy.

"Fuck." Monica sighed, as she took time to catch her breath.

Abigail lowered her mouth on Maré's dick and started sucking it. Her sexy lips engulfed the head and her tongue flicked at its tiny opening. Then she gently stroked his dick with one hand, and massaged his balls with the other hand.

"Oh, shit, that feels good." Maré moaned. "Suck that shit, baby."

Abigail kept stroking his shaft as she inserted her tongue in his asshole. He thought he was going to cum but she stopped. Thank God, because he did not want to cum yet! Maré crawled atop his partner and inserted his dick in her wet pussy. As he started thrusting forward, he sensed pulsation in erectile walls that easily welcomed the girth of his dick. He was gliding down the depth of her pink pussy; beyond that further jamming was impossible. She enjoyed every second of it. Her face contorted in pleasure from the pounding.

“Fuck my pussy, baby,” Abigail grunted. “Yes, fuck my pussy good with your black anaconda!”

“You like it hard?” Maré asked her.

                “Yes, hard and fast!” she shouted.

Maré was banging her hard! It felt like paradise as he went full. She was groaning and yelling with pleasure. Her pussy lips went swollen and red; her eyes finally rolled in the back of her head. She curled her toned legs up, to facilitate the reception of pleasure from his invasion.

“I love the way you pound my little pink pussy! Beat it up, Daddy!” Abigail shouted. "Make me cum so hard. Give it to me! Fuck me!”

“I gonna make you cum all over this dick!” Maré told her. "Cum for me. Do it! That's my girl. I want you to cum for me."

Maré gradually picked up the pace. He was fucking her pussy fast, hard, and deep like a stud would in Miami heat. Abigail moaned, ecstatically. She looked as if she was ready to climax.

“I'm cumming, Daddy! Don't stop!” She announced.

Yes! Abigail shrieked, that very instant, clutching him and releasing her sexual tension, squirting and writhing in an orgasmic seizure. It was indeed the sight to behold!

“Wow, that was hot!” Maré admitted. "I love squirters! The best part of sex is when the woman has an intense orgasm."

"Oh, my God, I came so many times." Abigail affirmed, regaining her breath. "You make me feel really good. I love you!"

Lindsey was riding Monica like a wild bronca. Getting ready to cum, she rose up. Monica’s dildo slipped and popped out of the wet restraint. Jets of clear fluid oozed out in the air.

“Now, that’s what I’m talking about, Predator!” Maré cheered. “Murder that pussy!”

Monica got behind Lindsey, caressed her bottom and spread her ass cheeks. Rubbing and lubing her tight butt-hole with some pussy juice, she made an easy entry and resumed fucking her beautiful partner. They were both soon lost in their ass fucking zone. The sensation Lindsey was getting triggered her to scream anew and toss pillows off the bed. Monica laughed as she slapped Lindsey's ass and pulled her hair.

"Yes, fuck me!" Lindsey screamed.

Monica grasped her hips and pushed harder than before. Her pelvis made violent collisions with Lindsey's plump buttocks. Another orgasm crested, and Lindsey collapsed on the bed. She was sapped out of energy. Monica withdrew her strap-on and collapsed atop her. She was completely exhausted. Their labored breathing permeated the room.

"Shit." Monica murmured.

"You can't get enough, can you, my Predator?" Lindsey sighed.

"Never," Monica replied as she kissed her.

"Me too." Lindsey said, kissing her lover's wet lips. "You may have me as much as you want!"

Monica nodded. Another bout of nip-suction and cunnilingus culminated with Lindsay squirting into her lover's mouth.

After swapping partners, they resumed having the wild sex. Abigail loved cumming for Monica as much as Lindsey complimented Maré for his vigorous fucking potential. By the time it was over, the four of them were exhausted yet gratified. Abigail and Lindsey had the greatest best of both worlds experience ever.

"I had a great time getting dicked down." Lindsey admitted as she licked cum off her fingers. "I came over twenty times."

"Fuck, that was awesome," Maré said. "would somebody please tell me why the hell we waited so long to do this."

                "Because our pussies are worth the wait." Abigail replied with a wink. "Thank you for the epic orgasms."

                "The best of both worlds experience is all about... unforgettable ventures!" Monica winked. "And I had so much fun. We have to do this again."

                "Let's take shower... first!" Lindsey said, patting Monica on her cheek. "I'm in the mood for some freaky cleaning."

                "Deal! We go down on each other and shampoo hairs." Maré told Abigail, giving her a thumbs-up.

                Lindsey and Abigail jumped out of the bed and rushed to bathroom.

                “I had no idea they were this freaky." Monica said, laughing.  "I am soaked with their juices."

                “Their juices gave you this radiant look, Predator!” Maré admitted.

                “Shut up." Monica said, bursting into laughter. "My strap-on game is strong, dude. I am the master, definitely!"

                “Yes, you were fucking them just as good as me!” Maré said. "Well, let's join our busty lovers in the shower. They're in the mood for a wet and wild conclusion."