Maré strode into Emily Schromm's Manhattan loft condominium, immediately taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling city outside. The smell of fresh coffee hit him like a punch, mixing with the sounds of Notorious B.I.G. playing crisp on the radio.
"Hey, Maré! Over here!" Emily called out, waving from the living room.
Emily was a beautiful 24-year-old Caucasian woman, but she was vivid in her looks. Like brown-haired women of her age, her tones shine brilliantly. Her face and lips are heart-shaped. She had dimples on her chin, deep-set green eyes, a Roman nose, and hair that ran down in curls to her slim waist. Her bums and thighs are round. She had small, well-rounded breasts and a toned stomach. Emily, a fitness trainer, was known for her daredevil nature because she rode dirt bikes around the city.
Maré made his way over to Emily, sitting on the black leather couch next to her. "What's up, Em?" he asked, his voice firm and assertive.
"Just hanging out, enjoying the afternoon," she replied casually. "Have a seat."
Maré sank into the couch, his eyes scanning the room. The sun shone through the large windows, glowing the space warmly. He could hear the distant sounds of traffic outside, but the thick walls of the building muted them.
"So, what's new with you?" Emily asked, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Not much, just trying to stay busy with work and stuff," Maré replied, his tone determined.
Emily nodded, setting her phone down. "I hear you. It's been crazy lately."
Maré took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the air fill his lungs. He could smell the coffee and the faint scent of Emily's perfume. "Yeah, but it's nice to take a break and hang out for a bit," he said, his voice commanding.
Emily grinned, picking up the remote and turning up the volume on the radio. "Definitely. And speaking of breaks, let's dance!" she exclaimed, standing up and swaying to the music.
Maré laughed, feeling the beat of the music pulsing through his body. He stood up and joined Emily, feeling the cool hardwood floor beneath his feet. He forgot everything else and danced, lost in the moment with his friend.
As they danced, Emily's phone started ringing. She looked at the screen and frowned, clearly not wanting to answer it.
"Everything okay?" Maré asked, noticing her expression.
Emily sighed, setting her phone down. "Just work stuff. I'll deal with it later," she said, turning back to him with a smile.
Maré nodded, feeling grateful for this moment of peace and relaxation with his friend. He could feel the sun's warmth on his skin and the rhythm of the music in his bones.
"I can't believe it's been 15 years since Biggie's passing," Maré spoke. "His music always takes me back to my childhood. It's unbelievable how time flies. I remember listening to his music all the time."
Emily grinned, "You always used to dance like crazy to his music!"
Maré chuckled, "I couldn't help it; his beats were so infectious!" He could feel the warm sun shining through the windows, casting a golden hue over the room.
As they talked about their childhood memories, they couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. The music and the smell of coffee brought back so many memories of carefree days.
"It's weird how music can transport you back in time," Emily said, turning up the volume on the radio. "Let's dance like we used to!"
As they danced to the beat of the music, Maré and Emily's bodies moved closer, their eyes locked on each other. The warmth of the sun's rays cast a golden glow over the room, and the smell of coffee and faint perfume filled the air. Suddenly, Maré leaned in, his lips meeting Emily's in a passionate kiss.
Emily gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as she melted into the embrace. "Maré," she whispered, her voice soft and breathy.
Maré pulled back, his eyes locked on hers. "I've wanted to do that for so long," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Emily smiled, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I know," she replied, her fingers running through his hair. "Me too."
They leaned in for another kiss, their bodies pressing together in a sensual embrace. The music and the sounds of the city outside faded away as they gave in to the intensity of their feelings for each other.
Emily pushed Maré down on the couch and slowly pulled down his baggy jeans. She removed her halter top and sensually licked her lower lip. Maré stared at Emily's nipples, which were standing out like a pair of pink hills. Each moment flew by, and he felt a tickling feeling of arousal. Emily proceeded to lick Maré's thighs and went up to his shaved balls. The feeling was exquisite, and an electric sensation was souring up his spine. Emily had Maré squirming like an earthworm as he was getting close to ejaculating, but she did a great job prolonging his ejaculation.
"Damn, girl, shit." Maré moaned.
"You like that, huh?" Emily slurped with a giggle.
She continued to give Mare fellatio as he played with her tits. Emily sighed as he squeezed her tits. The sensation of her tits and nipples getting some action drove her wild with ecstasy.
"Let me give you some dick," Maré told her. "I know your pussy is wet for it,"
He lay Emily on the couch and removed her micro skirt deliberately. She closed her eyes and sighed as Maré sucked her tits and licked her erect nipples in preoccupation. After sucking her tits, Maré proceeded to lick his way down her well-defined abs. Her pierced belly button was as inviting as her areola. He went on to admire her nicely trimmed pussy. Maré massaged her clit with his thumb as he lowered his head. His wet tongue lashed out, swirling into her right away. The aroma of Emily's quivering pussy drove Maré wild, and he sunk his tongue deep within her.
Emily jumped and said, "Oh, shit! Fuck! Yes!"
Maré kept up the excellent work, driving her berserk. The pleasure was so intense that Emily moved around wildly and pinched her hard nipples. She arched her back and screamed, which turned Maré on; he loved hearing Emily scream from the pleasure.
"Yes, eat me, Maré! Lick me all day. Fuck me with that big black cock of yours." Emily demanded.
Maré rose high on his knees and positioned himself between her thighs. Then he slid his dick into her pussy. It was tight, but he penetrated her with ease. She was well-lubed for him as his cock moved freely in and out of her hole. The more Maré teased her, the wilder she got. Emily thrust her hips, trying to get Maré going all the way in. Finally, he pushed his dick deeper into her receptive cunt, making her scream. He began pumping Emily faster and harder each time.
"That's right, baby, take this dick!" Maré said.
"Yes, keep fucking me hard with that big cock." Emily cried. "I love how it feels inside me. You feel so good. Come on, big boy!"
Emily's encouragement triggered Maré to fuck her even harder and deeper. Her loud moans and groans mixed well with Biggie Smalls' music. It sounded like a soundtrack to an urban amateur porno. The smell of sweltering sex filled the room. The flush on Emily's face and neck were apparent. Her eyes rolled around, her mouth opened wide, and Maré could tell she was about to cum any moment.
"I'm cumming!" She panted hoarsely.
"Yes, cum on this dick, baby," Maré told her.
He shoved into her passionately and loved the ultimate pleasure at a rapid pace. Emily's stomach quivered, and her legs trembled. She shrieked as her orgasm hit her, and Maré felt Emily's love juices drenched his dick. Her dripping cunt is a remarkable sight!
"Oh my God," Emily sighed when her orgasm subsided. "I feel like I just lost my virginity; I've never had it like that before."
"I'm giving you the best dick, gorgeous." Maré smiled. "Your dripping cunt is a remarkable sight!"
"You want some more?" Emily asked in a sultry tone.
"Hell yeah, we're just starting this party," Maré replied.
Emily got on all fours and turned her head to face Maré. Her ass glistened with sweat, which made it look sexy. Mare caressed her smooth ass and gave it a sharp spank. She yelped, but Maré paid no heed and inserted his dick into her hole and fucked her in the doggie-style. Emily pushed her ass back against Maré, meeting him stroke for stroke. He pumped into her deeper and faster. Maré clutched at her tits for leverage.
"Yes, pound my ass with that big fucking cock!" Emily howled. "Yeah, give it to me! Fuck me!"
Maré drilled her harder. His balls slapped against her ass. The sensation of their skin smacking drove him bonkers, and he felt himself nearing an orgasm. It was coming, and he couldn't hold it any longer. Golden cum erupted out of his dick, and it landed on her lower back.
"Fuck!" Maré uttered. "Shit!"
Emily turned around and reached for Maré's dick, which was still stiff. Her hands slid up and down his dick and massaged it to keep it hard. Then she took each of his balls and began sucking it. Mare moaned and grunted in pleasure.
"I love this cock." She confessed. "You turned me on."
"Yes, my dick loves probing your wet pussy." Maré responded. "You want some more?"
"My pussy wants more!" She told him.
Emily pushed Mare back on the couch and climbed atop him. She squatted on her hips and lowered herself until his cock eased into her cunt. Her titties bounced with the movement she made. Maré reached up and caressed the beautiful pair. She smiled in bliss. Maré pushed up, hitting her spot hard.
"God, you are tearing me!" Emily said as she bit her lips.
"Am I, ha," Maré smirked.
Maré's dick eased through her slippery walls. She slumped upon him as he lost his grip, only momentarily. He pushed up again. She screamed, talking dirty and moving her head. Maré hit her to the hilt. Her womb quivered at the onslaught. Maré's dick soaked into her wetness that was gushing thru her canal. She convulsed all over, straining her torso. Her scream echoed through the room. Emily trembled in lust, and she scratched Maré on the shoulders. Her pussy sucked on his dick as he groaned. Maré clawed at her ass cheeks, and she could not move. Instantly, Maré shoved into her. His cum gushed out, merging up with her juice. They cried in unison for a violent climax. Emily collapsed atop Maré, and their mouths met in a lip-lock. Thereby, her screams stifled to moans as Maré sucked her lips. Then she rested her face on his chest.
They drifted off to a peaceful nap while the smoothest tunes of the Notorious B.I.G. serenaded them.
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