Maré’s New Year’s 3some (Candice Jackson, Daisy Marie)

[Gianni Shamari]

Maré strolled into Genisys, the hottest gentlemen’s club in the Flatiron District of Manhattan, a pulse of energy radiating from every corner. The bass thumped in his chest as Meek Mill’s “Ima Boss” reverberated through the air, an anthem that energized his soul for 2011.

He felt like the King of New York, his yellow gold crown glistening with diamonds and sunset rubies perched confidently on his head. The light caught every facet, showering the darkened room with a kaleidoscope of colors and making heads turn in his direction.

Dressed in a custom black and white GoodFellas leather jacket that hugged his frame just right, Maré exuded effortless cool. His crisp black jeans clung to him like a second skin, perfectly complemented by his Air Jordan 11 Retro Concords—sneakers that had become somewhat of a legend themselves. Each step he took echoed purposefully on the polished wooden floor, drawing the gaze of staff and patrons alike.

He settled into a plush leather chair in a dimly lit corner of the VIP area. The intricate patterns of the club’s decor swirled around him as he surveyed the scene. The scent of expensive cologne mixed with the sweet notes of champagne and the tantalizing aroma of exotic cuisine wafted toward him.

“Hey, Maré! You’re looking sharp tonight,” called out Tony, the burly bartender, pouring a glass of a top-shelf whiskey that sparkled like liquid gold.

“Can’t let these rookies think they can outshine me,” Maré replied with a playful grin, his voice steady and confident. “Make it a double. Let’s keep the party going.”

As he took in the vibrant scene—dancers swaying gracefully on stage, laughter punctuating the air, and glasses clinking—Maré felt alive. The King ruled from his darkened throne, a smile playing on his lips as he soaked in the electric atmosphere.

Maré scanned the bustling room of Genisys, a vibrant energy pulsing through the night when he spotted Candice Jackson gliding toward him. She was a striking figure, her tall frame adorned with a form-fitting outfit accentuating her flawless cocoa complexion and long, silky black hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. The air seemed to shimmer around her, and Maré couldn’t help but smile as she approached.

“Maré! You look good, King!” Candice greeted, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. The sweet scent of vanilla and coconut from her perfume enveloped him like a warm embrace. “I love your crown! You are the King of New York. How are you doing tonight?”

“I’m chillin’,” he replied, leaning back in his chair, exuding casual confidence. “Had to stop by the best club in NY to soak up all this positive energy. Who’s the baddest girl in here?”

With a gleam in her eye and a playful smile, Candice tossed her hair back. “Me, of course! But I’ll share my title—I’ve got a new girl to introduce you to.”

“Besides you, goddess!” Maré chuckled, his gaze dancing over the vibrant atmosphere of laughter and music. “Who else is worthy of my attention?”

Candice leaned closer, conspiratorial. “The new girl, Daisy Marie! She’s Mexican, and I’ve already dubbed her the Mexican Goddess! We’re like Thelma and Louise of Genisys, partners in crime!” Her excitement was contagious, and Maré could sense the bond between them.

“Tell Daisy if she treats me right, I’ll be sure to take care of her,” he said with a wink, enjoying the playful banter.

Candice laughed, the sound bright and infectious, drawing the attention of those nearby. “No doubt! You’re the boss, Maré—everyone knows that!”

With a playful twinkle in her eye, she spun around, ready to introduce him to her friend. She left a trail of confidence and warmth in her wake. The club's electric atmosphere buzzed around them, setting the perfect stage for the night ahead.

Minutes later, Candice approached Maré’s table, her bright smile lighting up the dimly lit club. Beside her was a pint-sized, olive-skinned woman with shoulder-length, wavy hair that shimmered under the pulsating club lights. She wore a striking black and yellow mini bikini that seemed to hug her marvelous figure perfectly, accentuating her curves. Maré couldn't help but chuckle at the way Daisy, with her captivating beauty, looked both nervous and excited to stand before him.

“Maré, this is Daisy!” Candice announced, her voice barely audible over the thumping bass.

“Hi there!” they both chimed in unison.

Daisy slid into the seat next to him. Her radiant yet shy smile revealed a hint of vulnerability. As Candice walked away, leaving them in a bubble of intimacy, Maré sensed Daisy’s nerves and decided to order drinks to lighten the mood.

“Nice outfit,” Maré said with a playful smirk, his gaze taking in her vibrant ensemble.

Daisy laughed softly, ringing like music over the club's thrum. “Thanks! I love working here. Genisys is just so incredible!” Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and Maré felt his spirits lift.

“Absolutely. The gorgeous women like you and the amazing vibe make Genisys the hottest nightclub in New York,” Maré replied, his words dripping with genuine admiration.

Daisy leaned in slightly, a flirtatious glint in her eyes. “So, do you have a thing for Mexican women?” she asked, her voice teasing yet curious.

“Hell yeah, I love Mexican women!” Maré exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face. The moment's warmth washed over him, the lights spinning in a kaleidoscope of colors, perfectly matched by the chemistry building between them. “I heard they love sex.”

“Mexican women do it better!” Daisy giggled. “You know you can’t out-fuck a Mexican.”

“So, I’ve been told!” Maré replied. “Well, I hope I find out tonight!”

“You’re funny.” Daisy chuckled.

As they continued talking, Maré sipped Peach Cîroc mixed with cream soda, and Daisy drank Vodka and orange juice. She looked sexy holding her drink. Maré put several dollars in her top.

“I want you. Can I have you for tonight?” Maré asked her.

“Maybe,” Daisy answered.

Daisy reached for Maré’s hand and brought it to her pussy, which was already wet. Then they kissed while she squeezed his erect dick through his pants.

“I want a lap dance from you, baby girl,” Maré whispered in her ear.

Daisy took off her top and let Maré squeeze her big tits. Her body moved smoothly to Kid Cudi’s “The Sky Might Fall” rhythm as she rode him. He loved the feeling of Daisy’s hands and thighs on his crotch during the lap dance. The song ended, and Maré placed a ten-dollar bill in her G-string.

Maré made it “rain” on Daisy with his crisp dollar bills as she danced on the table. Then he saw a few strippers race upstairs to his table. It was a wild scene as all the strippers gave Maré a show to remember.

Daisy and Maré were in full party mode, their laughter rising above the pulsating beats as they stepped onto the dance floor. The air was thick with sweet perfume and the savory aroma of sizzling party fare. Just then, Candice joined their small, cheerful circle, her smile vibrant under the flashing lights.

“Can you believe how packed it is in here?” Daisy shouted over the thumping bass, the rhythm pulling them closer together.

“It's like the whole city is celebrating tonight!” Maré replied, grinning widely, his hands raised in the air.

Suddenly, DJ Gates—Harlem’s legendary deejay—shouted them out, and the crowd cheered. "Let’s go, ladies!" he exclaimed, prompting a wave of roars and applause from the women, their excitement palpable.

As midnight approached, the atmosphere intensified. With a loud pop, confetti rained down like colorful snow, and jubilant horns blared through the speakers. “Happy New Year!” the crowd chanted, wrapping arms around each other in joyous hugs and kisses. The warmth of human connection mingled with the invigorating energy of the moment, creating an unforgettable vibe.

However, all the dancing had taken its toll on Maré. “I’m starving!” he declared, glancing back at their table.

Maré made his way through the throng, his stomach growling louder than the music. He imagined the savory flavors and ordered a juicy steak and a fluffy baked potato.

Meanwhile, Daisy and Candice found solace beside him, their feet aching from the relentless dance.

“I don’t think I’ve ever danced so much!” Candice laughed, rubbing her arches.

Daisy nodded vigorously.

At that moment, they ordered food too and finished their meal in record time.

“Who knew hot wings could be so addictive?” Daisy said, raising a greasy finger, crumbs dotting her cheeks.

Candice and Daisy burst into laughter as they polished off the last spicy wings, their faces flushed with the heat and excitement of the night. The music thumped on, but for a moment, it felt as if time had paused just for them, a shared oasis in the vibrant chaos of the party.

“Boy, I’m going to tear your ass up!” Candice told Maré.

“When we get to your place, I’ll wear your smooth ass out!” Daisy promised.

“I’m going to suck all the cum out of your dick!” Candice licked her lips.

“I want you to bend me over and ravage me like an animal. I want it, baby!” Daisy winked.

“Yes, I’m thinking about your hard dick inside me,” Candice added.

Maré’s steel-hard dick poked a hole through his boxers. It was hard for him to eat. He never had a problem finishing steak and potatoes, but these women had Maré starving for something else.

He grabbed the skinny Caucasian waiter with the shaved head named Cesar and told him, “Put my shit in a doggy bag! I am ready to leave! I have to handle these two women.”

Candice and Daisy burst out with laughter.

Candice and Daisy wrapped themselves in their luxurious mink coats, the soft fur brushing their skin like a warm embrace. As they slid into the plush leather seats of Maré’s gleaming white 2012 BMW M3, the new car smell enveloped them—a heady mix of fresh upholstery and crisp metal.

“Wow, Maré! This baby is gorgeous!” Candice exclaimed, her eyes sparkling excitedly as she ran her fingers over the dashboard’s sleek curves.

“Right? It practically purrs,” Maré replied, grinning as he revved the engine. The deep, throaty growl thrilled the cabin, making Daisy laugh in delight.

As he hit the West Side Highway, the city lights blurred into a shimmering cascade outside the window. The M3 took off like a shot, the wind whipping through their hair. “Feel that power!” Maré shouted over the rush of the wind.

“I can’t believe we’re flying past Times Square!” Daisy shouted, her voice tinged with exhilaration as she pointed out the glittering billboards while the sounds of the bustling crowd faded into the background.

Maré glanced in the rearview mirror, noting the lack of police in sight, their attention consumed by the throngs of tourists and street performers. “Guess we’ve got the highway to ourselves tonight,” he said with a wink, pressing down harder on the accelerator.

The thrill of speed quickened their pulses, and the vibrant city seemed to pulse in time with the rhythm of the BMW as they raced into the night, laughter and joy echoing in the car.

Maré occasionally stared intently into the rearview mirror and watched Candice and Daisy make out. They were half-dressed and making many sucking and kissing sounds.

“Do you like what you see, Maré?” Daisy winked.

“Hell yeah, baby,” Maré responded. “Y’all are killing me!”

“We’re sorry.” Candice giggled. “We didn’t mean to get carried away.”

They ascended to Maré’s East End penthouse, the skyline stretching like a glimmering tapestry against the darkening sky. The soft hum of the East River serenaded them as they entered the bedroom, where the scent of fresh linen mingled with a hint of sandalwood from a nearby candle.

“Wow, this view is incredible!” Daisy gasped, her eyes sparkling as she gazed out the massive windows.

Candice chuckled, “I can't believe you live here, Maré. It's like something out of a movie!”

Maré smiled, his heart racing with excitement. “Just wait until you see the fireworks. It’s the best show in the city.”

As the two girls excused themselves to freshen up, Maré couldn’t help but feel the electric anticipation in the air. He quickly undressed and slipped beneath the crisp, cool sheets, the soothing fabric against his skin. The distant sounds of laughter and music from the party below filled the room, adding to the exhilarating atmosphere.

He leaned back against the plush pillows, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Let’s kick off the New Year with a bang,” he murmured, his pulse quickening.

Candice and Daisy entered the primary bedroom naked. Their flawless skin was creamy, and their nipples were erect. Maré gazed at their shaved vaginas, which were dripping wet. They crawled into the bed, and the triplicity was in a kissing frenzy. Their tongues twirled with such erotic delight as they giggled and moaned in enjoyment. Maré pinched their nipples as they massaged his enormous cock. Then, the girls divided Maré in half. Candice took the upper part of his body, and Daisy focused on the lower leg. Candice’s tongue went on a journey from Maré’s torso to his lips, and Daisy sucked his dick with great artistry, which drove him wild. With this dual stimulation, Maré’s toes curled.

“I want to ride this monster!” Daisy shouted.

“Do your thing, girl!” Maré responded.

Daisy straddled Maré and rode him for all she was worth. Her body moved to the rhythm of the music. Maré gripped her hips with his hands to control and steer her movements to slow her down. He did not want to ejaculate too fast. Candice lowered her shaved pussy into Maré’s mouth, and he began licking, sucking, and finger-fucking her clit. Candice moaned and screamed her excitement. Her body rocked to a smooth orgasm. Maré sucked Candice’s pussy harder. His dick was so deep in Daisy’s juicy pussy that she screamed like a specter. Her passionate moaning let Maré know she was near an intense orgasm, and she finally climaxed.

“Let me show you how to work this dick,” Candice gasped. “Yes, let me get on his dick!”

“Yes, bring that ass over here! Yeah, baby!” Maré hollered.

Candice climbed on top of Maré. She bounced up and down, squeezing his dick with her pussy muscles. Maré pumped her faster, and she moaned her enthusiasm. Candice stopped and exploded with a series of muscular contractions. She collapsed on Maré, and they French-kissed.

Then, they switched to the missionary position. Candice ejaculated on Maré’s dick, and Daisy’s pussy quivered on his lips simultaneously was one of the most extraordinary sensations ever. Maré had easy access to her pussy as his dick pumped in and out, making watery sounds. Candice’s moans grew louder as the pace quickened. The hot sex was intense. While pounding Candice, Maré slurped the love juices pouring out of Daisy’s pussy. Her juices filled his mouth as he swallowed it covetously, licking her thighs and toned legs to get every sweet drop.

“Yes, papí, eat my pussy! Drink it all up!” Daisy sighed

“Oh, fuck yes, you’re going to make me cum!” Candice announced. “Get it!”

Candice’s entire groin area vibrated as she went off. It was one of the most intense orgasms ever.

“You have some good pussy.” Maré sighed.

“I got the pussy that’ll keep you out of the streets.” Candice expressed. “You never get bored fucking this pussy!”

“Yes, I like that!” Maré said as he turned to Daisy. “It’s your turn now, girl. I want some of that Latina heat!”

Daisy got on all fours, turned her head over her shoulder, and said, “Give it to me doggie-style, Nature Boy. I want that monster cock up my ass.”

“No problem, baby girl!” Maré beamed.

Maré snaked his dick in her ass and pounded away. Candice lay beneath them, licking Maré’s dick and Daisy’s clapping labia. Daisy licked and sucked Candice’s shaved pussy. Moaning and passionate sighs echoed throughout the bedroom. Maré smacked Daisy’s ass, and sweat flew off her ass cheeks. It drove her wild every time he hit her soft buttocks. A red hand print was noticeable on her right ass cheek. Maré enjoyed the view of Daisy’s tanned back and the sound of his testicles slapping against her ass cheeks.

“Yes, like that, Maré! Fuck me.” Daisy exclaimed.

“Oh, I love this pussy!” Maré yelled.

Daisy lay on her back, and Maré slowly entered her smooth pussy. He watched as his dick moved in and out of Daisy’s pussy, as he gradually picked up the speed and fucked Daisy harder.

“Yes, yes, fuck me with that monster dick!” Daisy howled.

Daisy met up with every thrust Maré made, and he pounded her faster and harder. His cum poured out of Daisy’s pussy and trickled down her legs. Daisy bit her lip to keep herself from screaming. Maré pulled out of her once they reached the crescendo in unison. The scent of hot sex filled the bedroom.

Maré got up and opened the window to cool the room. Candice and Daisy kissed each other. Candice explored Daisy’s pussy with her tongue. Daisy trembled with pleasure. They shifted to the sixty-nine position, which had Maré aroused again. He knew they were enjoying each other. It was evident. They moaned, shrieked, and sucked each other in preoccupation. Maré smiled and pulled out a video camera. Then, he started videotaping them. It was a brilliant idea to end his night with hot, passionate, and sensual lesbian action!

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