Maré emerged from the taxi onto the vibrant streets of Hollywood, poised to conquer the City of Angels. The neon lights and the electric atmosphere enveloping him were exhilarating, his heart racing with anticipation. Striding down the Hollywood Walk of Fame, Maré basked in the illusion of being the most prominent movie star in the universe. His bedazzling jewelry and Philipp Plein money beast hi-top crystal flame sneakers drew the attention of tourists, who couldn’t resist capturing his aura in their photos.
The night air was balmy, saturated with the mingling aromas of street food and perfume. The symphony of music and laughter was a sweet melody to his ears. Maré reveled in the spotlight, relishing every second of it.
“Hey man, your outfit is sick!” a passerby exclaimed, unable to contain his admiration.
Maré turned and flashed him a grin. “Of course it is. I only wear the best.”
The man nodded in agreement, and Maré continued, feeling like royalty. He took in the sights and sounds of the city, enjoying every moment of his time in Los Angeles.
As he walked, he couldn’t help but think about his life back in New York—the fast-paced lifestyle, the endless parties, and the beautiful women. But tonight, he was happy to be in the City of Angels, embracing the energy and excitement surrounding him and showing off his impeccable style.
Maré was taking selfies, throwing up the ‘W’ sign. A short, brown-skinned woman with long, dark brown braided hair and a loose-fitting red dress approached him. She was very friendly, and her wide smile and fuller lower lip stood out. Everyone was focused on her.
“Hey, Maré!” she said softly and sweetly.
“What’s up, girl?” Maré replied. “You look amazing. What’s your name?”
“My name is Kira Noir,” she answered.
“I love your name. You’re a star,” Maré told her.
“Thank you,” Kira giggled. “And yes, I am a star. I’m a porn star and model. What are you up to tonight?”
“Sleep in my bed.” Maré smiled.
“Fuck your bed. You can sleep in mine.” Kira replied.
“What?” Maré laughed.
“I’m never shy about expressing to a man what I want because I know what I want.” Kira continued. “Tonight, I want a sexy Black man with a New York accent. And that’s you. Come and hang with me. My Bentley is parked around the corner.”
“Let’s do this,” Maré responded.
The Bentley’s leather seats were cool against Maré’s skin as he slid into the passenger seat. Kira revved the engine, and they zoomed off into the night, the wind whipping through their hair.
“So, where are we headed?” Maré asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
“I know just the place,” Kira replied with a grin. “It’s a hidden gem in the city, a rooftop bar with the best views of LA.”
Maré nodded in approval. “You always know how to show a guy a good time, Kira.”
Kira laughed. “Well, I aim to please.”
As they drove, the city lights blurred past them, and Maré couldn’t help but feel a rush of adrenaline. This was the life he had always dreamed of, the life of a Hollywood star.
When they arrived at the rooftop bar, Maré was speechless at the breathtaking view of the city. The lights of the skyscrapers twinkled like stars in the distance, and the warm breeze was a welcome relief from the heat of the day.
“Wow,” Maré breathed. “This place is incredible.”
“I knew you’d like it,” Kira said with a sly smile.
They settled into a table and ordered drinks, chatting and laughing as they took the view. Maré couldn’t help but feel a connection with Kira, like two stars shining brightly together in a constellation.
As the night wore on, they drove around the city, taking in the sights and sounds of LA. Maré felt alive, as if he were genuinely living in the moment. He knew this was a night he would never forget, filled with adventure, excitement, and the promise of so much more.
As they pulled up to Kira’s multimillion-dollar Hollywood Hills home, Maré’s eyes widened in amazement. “Wow, this place is incredible,” he breathed, taking in the sprawling estate that resembled Chateau Marmont. The stunning view of Los Angeles from the hilltop location made him feel like he was on a high-rise.
Kira chuckled at his reaction. “I’m glad you like it,” she said, turning off the engine. “Come on, let’s go inside.”
Maré exited the car and followed Kira up the winding walkway to the grand entrance. As they walked, he couldn’t help but be enchanted by the fragrant scent of the blooming flowers surrounding them.
Once inside, Maré took in the home’s opulence, from the high ceilings to the marble floors. “This is amazing,” he said, turning to Kira. “You live like a queen.”
Kira laughed, leading him to the living room. “I like to think of myself as a Hollywood princess,” she said, pouring each a glass of champagne. “But you’re the real king tonight.”
Maré raised his glass in a toast. “To living the dream,” he said, clinking his glass against hers. “And to this beautiful view.”
They sat on the plush couch, sipping their drinks and enjoying the stunning sight of the city below. The cool breeze from the open balcony doors added to the perfect ambiance.
“This is the life,” Maré said, a smile spreading across his face.
“I’m glad you think so,” Kira replied, settling beside him. “I have a feeling we’re just getting started.”
“Well, it’s almost midnight, and I’m in the mood for some midnight love. Is that cool with you, baby girl?” Maré asked smoothly.
“Yes,” Kira answered.
It was midnight. They gazed erotically at each other, and then it happened. Kira dropped to her knees and unzipped his pants. Maré helped her pull down his Versace boxers and pants. The sight of Maré’s big dick excited her as she caressed and began performing fellatio on him.
“Oh, shit, girl.” Maré moaned. “Suck that dick good, girl.”
Kira loved seeing the pleasure on Maré’s face as she worked on his dick with her mouth and throat. She had the insatiable need to pleasure Maré to the maximum. Kira moved her tongue back and forth over his balls, spreading her saliva over them. She stroked his cock as she swallowed his balls. Kira worked her hand and mouth in perfect unison for the best effect.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” Kira suggested as she stripped out of her clothes.
Maré removed all his clothes. He followed her to the massive, dark main bedroom. Its luxurious and spacious feel immediately struck him. The cool black walls gave the room a warm and inviting vibe. Large windows surround the room, letting in plenty of natural light and offering a panoramic view of the city below. The bedroom’s centerpiece was a king-sized four-poster bed that featured a plush white comforter and an array of soft, decorative pillows. The bed was positioned in the center of the room, flanked by two sleek, modern nightstands, each with a matching lamp. On the opposite wall, a flat-screen television was mounted above a stunning fireplace with a cozy seating area in front. A gorgeous marble mantle framed the fireplace, adding elegance to the room.
“I love your bedroom,” Mare whispered. “I could relax here all day.”
“Thanks,” Kira smiled. “Now, come over here and eat my pussy.”
Snoop Dogg’s “Midnight Love” song played smoothly in the background as Kira lay on her back in the center of the bed for Maré. Her whole body glowed in the moonlight. She smiled as Maré knelt before her and performed cunnilingus until she climaxed. Kira wrapped her toned legs around his waist when his muscular body merged with hers, and Maré began thrusting her. The inside of her pussy was so wet and comforting that Maré sped up the pace. His dick slid in and out of her rapidly, shining from her wetness. Kira’s tits bounced back and forth from the pounding.
“It feels so good inside you.” Maré sighed. “I want to make love to your perfect body all night with my big dick.”
“Oh, I feel you, daddy!” Kira moaned. “Fuck me good. Yeah, get this pussy.”
Maré was ramming her pussy as he watched her flat belly flex with every thrust. Kira’s face strained with delight as her tits bounced from the hard fucking. She grabbed her boobs as Maré slowed down and leaned over to kiss her. Then he resumed fucking her fast. Kira was in ecstasy. She threw her head back, and her eyes rolled back to her head as she shivered and orgasmed.
“This is what I do, baby girl, give hot girls those epic orgasms. “I’m only satisfied if you cum first.” Maré winked.
Kira giggled. “That was so good. Men from New York hit differently. I want to ride you.”
“I have no problem being on the bottom,” Maré replied with a big smile.
He lay on his back, his dick sticking up. Kira straddled Maré, keeping her eyes locked on him. When she sunk onto his dick, she began riding him. Kira planted her hands on Maré’s chest.
“I’m going to hurt you.” She groaned.
Kira rocked her hips back and forth and crashed down balls deep. Maré grunted and gripped her moist ass cheeks. He thrust up into Malika, hitting her erotic spot deeply. Kira impaled herself on Maré’s dick repeatedly. The wet sounds and her soft, sexy moans filled the bedroom. Kira’s mouth widened, and her eyes rolled back.
“Cum on that dick, girl.” Maré encouraged her. “Cum for daddy.”
“I’m going to fucking cum.” Kira declared.
At that moment, a scream of ecstasy escaped Kira’s mouth as an intense orgasm rocked her body, and her pussy tightened around Maré’s cock. The erotic waves of pleasure took Kira places no other dick could. With a sultry smile, Kira leaned forward and kissed Maré while her orgasm subsided.
“You look so sexy cumming all over me,” Maré said.
“That was so good.” Kiraa continued. “You didn’t cum yet. It’s your turn to cum.”
“What’s your favorite position?” Maré asked.
“Doggy,” Kira responded.
“I want to cum in your ass,” Maré told her.
“Yeah.” Kira chuckled.
She kissed him again and quickly assumed the position with her perfect fat ass high in the air, making Maré’s access much more accessible. Maré couldn’t resist to slapped her butt. Kira’s booty jiggled with the slap, and her buttocks wobbled briefly. Then Maré plunged his cock into her. He moved in and out of her ass at a rapid pace.
“Oh, my God, look at that ass,” Maré spoke. “Damn! Your ass is serious.”
Kira obliged, pushed back against Maré’s dick, and rolled her hips up to meet his hard thrusts. She ground and twerked on his shaft like an erotic dancer. The pace of her thrusting back soon developed into a smooth rhythm, with her ass taking every inch of Mare’s cock.
“Yes, fuck me!” Kira cried.
“Keep backing that ass up like that, and you’re going to make me cum hard, girl,” Maré grunted.
He was reaming her so hard that his shaved balls slapped her ass loudly. Maré grabbed her hips and buried his shaft deep inside her. The sensation had him close to the edge. Kira screamed her climax, which triggered Maré to pump hot cum in her ass. Slowly, he slid his dick out of her and saw a creampie dripping out of her hole.
“Oh, my God, you made me cum so hard.” Kira sighed. “Incredible.”
“Sex is always incredible after midnight.” Maré winked smoothly. “Midnight love.”
Maré and Kira spent the rest of the night enjoying each other’s bodies and sampling all the erotic pleasures they could as they explored and experimented.
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