Paradise Found (Maria Ryabushkina)

[Gianni Shamari]

 

Maré gazed out at the sparkling blue waters of Margarita Island, feeling the sun’s warmth on his face and the sand between his toes. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the salty ocean breeze that carried the sweet scent of tropical flowers.

“This is paradise,” he thought aloud, opening his eyes to take in the stunning view of palm trees swaying in the wind.

As he settled into his beach chair, he felt the sun’s heat intensify and reached for his straw hat to shield his face. Just then, a server approached him with a tray of frosty drinks.

“Would you like to try our signature margarita, sir?” she asked with a smile.

Maré grinned and accepted the drink, taking a sip and relishing the tangy flavor. “This is amazing,” he said, raising his glass in a toast. “Cheers to the good life!”

The server chuckled and continued down the beach, leaving Maré to bask in the warmth of the sun and the pleasure of his surroundings. He closed his eyes again, listening to the waves lapping against the shore and feeling his cares melt away with each passing moment.

As Maré enjoyed the tropical paradise, sipping his margarita and basking in the sun, he felt a gentle breeze brush against his face. He opened his eyes to see the ocean waves crashing at the shore, and as his gaze moved up, he saw a stunning figure walking out of the water. It was Maria Ryabushkina, his Russian model friend, clad in a pink bikini, her hair glistening in the sun.

Maré couldn’t help but feel mesmerized by her beauty. He watched as she walked towards him, a smile on her lips.

“Hey Maré, fancy meeting you here,” she said, her voice soft and melodic.

Maré sat up, feeling self-conscious in front of the gorgeous model. “Maria! Wow, you look amazing,” he said, trying to sound casual.

Maria chuckled, taking a seat next to him on the beach chair. “Thanks, Maré. You don’t look too shabby yourself,” she said, winking at him.

Maré felt a warm flush creep up his cheeks, unsure what to say. He looked back out at the ocean, trying to regain his composure. “It’s... it’s good to see you, Maria. What brings you here?” he asked.

“I’m here for a photo shoot for a swimsuit line. The beach is perfect for it,” Maria replied, stretching her long, lean legs. “What about you? Are you just on vacation?”

Maré nodded. “Yes, I’m just taking a break from work. I needed to escape the fast-paced New York lifestyle for a few days,” he said.

Maria smiled, reaching for a glass of water. “Well, you picked the perfect spot for it. This place is magical,” she said, taking a sip.

Maré couldn’t agree more. He looked back at the ocean, grateful for this moment of peace and beauty.

Maria finished her glass of water and stood up, smiling at Maré. “You know what, King of New York? Let’s have some fun in the water,” she said, gesturing towards the ocean. “It’s so refreshing, and it’ll be great to cool off from this heat.”

Maré looked at her, feeling a little hesitant. He wasn’t the best swimmer but didn’t want to disappoint Maria. “Uh, I’m not sure if-” he started, but Maria interrupted him.

“Don’t worry, Maré. I’ll teach you how to swim!” she said, laughing.

Maré couldn’t resist her enthusiasm, and he stood up excitedly. They walked towards the water, feeling the coolness of the waves as they approached.

Maria turned to Maré with a grin. “Okay, first things first. Let’s dive under the waves. It’s so cool!” she said, ducking under the water to demonstrate.

Maré followed suit, feeling the weightlessness of the water as he swam under. When he resurfaced, he gasped for air, feeling exhilarated. “That was amazing!” he said, grinning from ear to ear.

Maria laughed. “I told you! Now let’s try some body surfing,” she said, pointing towards the waves.

Maré felt a little nervous, but he trusted Maria’s expertise. They waited for the perfect wave, and when it approached, they threw themselves onto it, feeling the rush of water lift them. Maré felt a wave of pure joy wash over him as he surfed towards the shore.

“That was incredible!” he shouted, looking at Maria, laughing and splashing in the water.

“I knew you’d love it,” she said, grinning.

Maré couldn’t believe how much fun he had thanks to Maria’s encouragement. He felt grateful for this moment of pure joy and freedom, surrounded by the beauty of Margarita Island.

As the sun set, Maré and Maria decided to take a break from swimming and floating in the water. They were facing each other, their eyes locked in a moment of shared understanding. The water was calm, and the only sounds were the gentle lapping of the waves and the occasional seabird calling in the distance.

Maria reached out and took Maré’s hand, interlacing their fingers. “You know, Maré, I’m thrilled we ran into each other here,” she said, her voice soft and sincere.

Maré smiled, feeling a warmth in his chest. “Me too, Maria. This has been amazing,” he said, squeezing her hand.

They stayed momentarily, looking at each other, lost in their thoughts. Then, Maria leaned in slowly, her eyes still locked on Maré’s. He felt her breath on his lips and closed his eyes, feeling a surge of anticipation.

Their lips met, and all the world fell away. It was a soft, sweet kiss filled with tenderness and longing. The water around them seemed to glow in the sun’s light, and the breeze picked up, carrying the scent of salt and flowers.

When they parted, they looked into each other’s eyes, both feeling breathless. “Wow,” Maré whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Maria smiled, her eyes shining with emotion. “Yeah,” she said, her voice husky. “That was...unexpected.”

Maré chuckled, feeling a sense of ease and contentment wash over him. “Yeah, it was. But I’m not complaining,” he said, leaning in for another kiss.

They held each other close, their bodies intertwined, feeling the sun’s heat slowly fading. The water around them was cool and refreshing; they felt like they were the only two people in the world.

As they pulled away, they exchanged a look of understanding, knowing this was just the beginning of something special. They swam back to shore, hand in hand, feeling a sense of joy and excitement for what the future held.

As Maré and Maria walked, the setting sun cast a warm glow over everything around them. Maria chatted excitedly about the day’s events, her eyes sparkling enthusiastically. Maré couldn’t help but feel drawn to her energy and zest for life.

When they reached the hotel, Maré led Maria to his room, a luxurious suite with a balcony overlooking the ocean. Maria gasped in awe as she took in the opulent furnishings and breathtaking view. “Wow, Ken, this is incredible!” she exclaimed, running her hand over the silky sheets on the king-sized bed.

Maré smiled, feeling proud of the lavish accommodations. “Glad you like it. Make yourself at home,” he said, gesturing towards the minibar and plush armchair.

Maria grinned, opened the minibar, and poured herself a glass of champagne. “Cheers,” she said, holding up her glass.

Maré clinked his glass against hers, feeling a rush of excitement. They settled into the armchair, sipping their drinks and chatting about their lives and dreams.

As the night wore on, the conversation grew more intimate, and Maré found himself opening up to Maria in ways he never thought possible. He shared his deepest fears and insecurities, and Maria listened patiently and empathetically.

“You know, Maré, I think you’re amazing just the way you are,” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t let anyone make you feel less than you are.”

Maré felt a lump form in his throat, touched by Maria’s kindness and understanding. “Thank you, Maria. That means a lot to me,” he said, looking into her eyes.

Maria smiled, leaning in closer. “You know what, Maré? Let’s make the most of this incredible night,” she said, running her fingers through his hair.

Maré felt his heart race as Maria’s touch sent shivers down his spine. “What do you mean?” he asked, a little nervous.

Maria leaned in and whispered in his ear, her voice low and sultry. “I mean, let’s enjoy each other’s company in every way possible,” she said, nibbling on his earlobe.

Maré felt his resistance melt away as Maria’s seductive words and actions took hold. They kissed passionately, their bodies entwined in a frenzy of desire and need.

In the shower, it was not the hot water that had the bathroom steamed up, but their body heat. Maré’s hands were all over Maria’s wet body. He massaged her tits and caressed her ass. She moaned passionately in his ear. Maria grasped and stroked his dick. She lowered herself and performed fellatio on Maré. His brown eyes nearly rolled out of his head from the pleasure. Maria pumped his dick with one hand and massaged his balls with the other. She almost blew him into a frenzy.

Maré picked Maria up and lowered her slowly onto his dick. She moaned softly as she eased down and buried Maré’s dick in her pussy. It was initially painful for her, but it quickly became pleasurable. The sensation she received from Maré’s cock was unbelievable. He watched as she had a shattering orgasm that had her body shaking uncontrollably for five minutes.

“That orgasm was priceless!” Maré beamed. “You are one hot freak, aren’t you?”

“I love black cock!” she admitted.

“My dick loves your pussy,” Maré crooned in reply.

They jumped out of the shower and went to the bedroom. Maria lay down on the bed beaming. Her breasts were so small that they stood out from her body, round and full. Her reddish-brown nipples stuck out invitingly. Maré smiled at the beautiful black cat tattoo on her right lower stomach. He noticed her clit was prominent, and it showed her strong sexual drive. Maré plunged his whole dick into her wet pussy. He drove in and out of Maria in long strokes. They started a rhythm that got the entire bed jumping.

“Fuck me!” Maria cried. “It feels so good! Yes!”

Maria moaned in ecstasy as Maré pounded away faster and more profound. He was amazed that her tiny body was able to handle his big dick. Maré stretched her lovely pussy to the limit. Maria’s face contorted in pleasure.

“I’m about to cum, baby!” Maré announced. “Your pussy is about to make me cum.”

His balls tightened, and he unloaded on Maria’s tits. The cum on her excited her, and she wanted more. Maré’s dick was still erect, and Maria climbed on top of him and fucked him cowgirl style furiously. She cried out in intense pleasure, squeezing his nipples.

“I can’t get enough of this cock.” Maria sighed. “It’s so good!”

With a loud groan, they climaxed in unison. Cum and love juices covered Maré’s dick. Maria looked more beautiful and desirable than ever, sweaty and golden cum on her pussy. Maré lifted Maria and brought her on top of him while he kissed her deep oval navel and brought her down to his chest. He gently traced her pelvic area with his warm tongue. Maria giggled like a little girl. Maré just stared at her with a smile on his face.

“Why are you staring at me?” she sighed.

“Because you are beautiful,” Maré answered as he touched her hair.

Maria kissed Maré and said passionately, “You taste as sweet as honey and irresistible to forget.”

As the night dawned, Maré and Maria lay in each other’s arms, spent and satisfied. They gazed at each other, contentment and longing in their eyes.

“I don’t want this night to end,” Maré said, stroking Maria’s hair.

Maria smiled, kissing him gently. “Me neither, Nature Boy. Let’s make every moment count,” she said, snuggling closer to him.

Maré felt a surge of gratitude and joy over him, grateful for this unexpected encounter on Margarita Island. He closed his eyes, savoring the moment and his connection with Maria.