December 2020

by Gianni Shamari

 

The sunset around Maré looked like a masterpiece by God on this Thanksgiving Day as he cruised in his white Lamborghini Urus listening to Cam'ron's new mixtape, The Program. He was about forty minutes away from his estate in East Hampton, New York when he noticed a short, blonde-haired woman donned in a gunmetal jacket, tight jeans and boots standing alongside the road sticking her thumb out. She looked young in the face and to his surprise, she raised her shirt exposing her great pair of tits.

                Maré rolled down the windows of his truck and said, "Happy Thanksgiving!"

She smiled and raced to the door. "Happy Thanksgiving! Thanks for stopping." 

"Where are you heading, baby girl?" Maré asked.

"Montauk." The young woman answered.

                "This must be your lucky day. Hop in."

                "Thanks." She replied.

                Unlocking the passenger's door for her, she immediately jumped inside. This young girl barely looked a day older than 18. Her innocence and commercial-ready smile made her so adorable. She seemed to be enjoying the rap music blaring in the truck as she was bobbing her head to the rhythm.

                "You must have been chilly out here. Do you always go around flashing your boobs at drivers?" Maré wondered.

                "No, but I knew my boobs have the power to make any driver stop for me." She answered with a giggle. "Do you always pickup hitchhikers?"

                "Fuck no. Never. Today is my first time."

                "Well, today might be your lucky day."

                "I'm lucky every day, baby girl." Maré winked at her. "My name is Maré, the King of New York!"

                She laughed and said, "I'm Sydney. Thanks again for picking me up. That was really nice of you. I cannot believe I'm riding with the King of New York! Where is your king crown?"

                "In my house, gorgeous!" Maré continued. "Are you out here to have Thanksgiving dinner with your family?"

                "Yeah, I was with my boyfriend, Jake, but we had a fight on our way here. He kicked me out of his car and left me stranded." Sydney explained. “I can’t believe he did that.”

                "Wow, what an asshole." Maré expressed. "Something really bad could have happen to you. Crazy dudes on the level as Ted Bundy, John Wayne Gacy or Richard Ramirez could have kidnapped you or even kill you.”

                “You’re right.” Sydney agreed.

                When Maré finally pulled up to the cream lavish mansion, Sydney was all smiles. It was where her family resided. The mansion resembled the White House in Washington, D.C., which impressed Maré. There were three luxury cars already parked in the driveway. Sydney invited Maré to have Thanksgiving dinner with her family, which he agreed to. Walking side by side, Maré and Sydney were talking and laughing as if they knew each other for years.

                Walking inside the house, Maré immediately saw Andy Warhol paintings hung on the walls, an open floor plan, high ceilings in the living room and dining space where her family was. The laughter blended smoothly with the hum of conversation happening between adults. There must have been fifty people in the room. When they acknowledged them, Sydney introduced Maré to her family. He was nearly awestruck at Sydney’s parents. Robert, her father, and Gwen, her mother, strikingly resembled Hollywood legends Richard Gere and Patsy Kensit. Not only were they genuinely nice to him, but Maré could tell they were love by all the people around them. The energy in the house was very positive.

                The mansion's full-time staff was serving Thanksgiving dinner on a massive table in the dining room. Maré was sitting next to Sydney consuming the hot turkey, mashed potatoes, and corn. As he sipping on the cherry flavored Pepsi, he felt Sydney on his zipper. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. Her hand danced freely over his cock, making it grow. Maré scanned around to make sure nobody was aware of the action happening under the table. His erection had Sydney's attention as her hand slid up and down his cock. She seemed to enjoyed the warmth of his dick as it pulsed bigger and harder.

                "You are a great businessman and a talented photographer, Maré." Robert told him.

                "Thanks. I love what I do." Maré said. "Steven Meisel and Rita G. are my biggest influences in photography. I want my work to be as great as theirs or better."

                Smiling like a young girl at Toys 'R' Us, Sydney said, "I knew you'll love him, dad."

                "I do. I like him right away. I like him more than your boyfriend, Jake. You need to be around a gentleman like Maré." Robert felt. "I can tell he grows on people."

                Stroking Maré’s dick even harder, Sydney responded, "Yes, he definitely grows on people."

                "I'm honor to have the King of New York over for Thanksgiving." Robert smiled.

                "Mr. Robert, I'm really honor that you allow me to spend Thanksgiving Day with your family." Maré replied.

                "It's our pleasure." Gwen spoke. “Eat as much as you want.”

                Hours later, Sydney and Maré retired to her bedroom upstairs for some privacy. Removing his Air Jordan 32 "CEO" sneakers, Maré got comfortable sitting on the edge of her bed. They began binge watching Daredevil and She's Gotta Have It on Netflix.

                Maré excused himself and went inside one of the bathrooms. He pulled out his portable GoSonic toothbrush and began brushing his teeth. He did not want any food debris on his perfect teeth if Sydney was planning on giving him some pussy. The excitement of possibly fucking Sydney consumed him as his cock once again grew harder. His dick was trying to push its way through his pants.

                When he reentered the bedroom, Sydney was standing there naked as if they were projecting naughty thoughts. She was already in a heightened state of arousal as her nipples were hard.

                "I like to get my little pussy destroyed before bed." Sydney kissed Maré on the lips. "Helps me sleep. I need that bbc to satisfy my needs."

                Smiling at her Maré said, “Oh, yeah?”

                He began playing with her pussy lips. Sydney’s pussy throbbed deliciously on his active fingers. When Maré held his fingers up his nose, he could smell her erotic scent that was fresh like a spring breeze.

                “I’m a tiny girl with a fat meaty cunt. Imagine it wrapping around your big black cock when you’re fucking me.” Sydney winked.

                She knelt in front of Maré, unzipped his pants and freed his big cock. She ran her wet tongue slowly up and down its full length before slurping him in her mouth. Sydney gave him a sloppy blowjob before taking his cock down her throat, which made his toes curled.

“Shit.” Maré groaned. “You suck dick like a pro.”

                “My hobbies are sucking cock and getting fucked.” Sydney told him in between slurps, gazing into his brown eyes, with his big dick resting on her lips. “So, throw away the Spanish Fly and Horny Goat weed; I’m the only aphrodisiac you’ll ever need.”

                She continued sucking him off until his cock was wet with her saliva. Maré grasped the moist cheeks of Sydney’s ass and easily lifted her up. Impressed with her strength, she flashed a sultry smile at him. Maré lowered Sydney gently onto his cock before she started sliding up and down on him. Sydney squealed from the pleasure of her pussy being pumped. She was so wet that her pussy was crying on his cock.

                “Watching your little pussy move up and down on my dick is so hot!” Maré murmured. “It feels so good inside you.”

                “You like how this young girl is dripping all over your cock?” Sydney sighed.

                “Yes. How young are you?”

                “I’m 21. You like this 21-year-old pussy?”

                “Of course, princess.” Maré said softly. “You have good pussy.”

                “Fuck me.” She moaned.

                Maré began pounding her harder, which set her off. Sydney shuddered as an intense full-body orgasm rocked her. When her orgasm subsided, he carried her to the center of the bed and started thrusting her missionary style. Their eyes locked on each other as they were lost in a hot haze of lust. Maré loved the sensation of Sydney’s wet pussy working on his epic cock. Both unable and unwilling to stop while craving the ultimate climax.

                “I loved how tight you were, and how easily you opened up to me, baby girl.” Maré whispered in her ear.

      “You fuck me so good.” Sydney panted. “I want you to fuck me in the ass.”

                        She got on all fours, with her ass up in the air, and Maré gently inserted his cock into her ass. Sydney squealed as Maré penetrated her asshole hard and deep. He loved looking down and watching her pussy worked his cock. The erotic sight of her ass bouncing on his dick had him ready to cum.

                        “I’m gonna cum.” Maré declared.

                        “Fill my hole up, King of New York.” Sydney groaned.

                        That moment, Maré thrusted her deeper and finally ejaculated. Load after load of warm creamy cum shot out of him. He filled her up with his seed. After that, they fell together on the bed and rested.

            Later, it was after midnight, so they quietly put their clothes back on. Sydney downloaded Friday on Elm Street album on Maré’s smartphone before they started walking down the stairs. The house was dark and quiet. Once they got to the door, Sydney opened it, and Maré walked out.

            “Thanks for a wonderful Thanksgiving Day.” Maré told her. “I had a blast spending time with you and your family.”

            “Thanks.” Sydney smiled. “I decided that my next relationship I just want sex and trips. We just going to be cumming and going.”

            Maré chuckled. “Sounds good. Goodnight, Sydney!”