Maré Sexually Satisfied Halia (Halia Hill)

[Gianni Shamari]

The sun beat down on the bustling streets of Manhattan, casting a brilliant glow on the South Street Seaport. Maré savored every bite of his savory sausage pizza as he soaked in the warmth of the sun and the refreshing breeze coming off the East River. The tantalizing aroma of sizzling street food and the distant sound of seagulls filled the air, creating a lively and romantic atmosphere.

A melodic voice broke through his thoughts as he savored the last delicious morsel of his meal. “Mind if I join you?” Maré looked up to see a stunning woman standing before him. Her warm brown eyes sparkled in the sunlight, perfectly complementing her sun-kissed complexion. Her presence was not just gorgeous but also intriguing, drawing Maré in.

“Sure, please do,” Maré replied, mesmerized by her presence. “My name is Mare.”

“Halia Hill,” She responded with a smile.

They started a conversation, and Maré was captivated by her every word. The clinking of cutlery and the distant laughter of other diners faded into the background as they lost themselves in the enchanting exchange. The entire encounter felt like a scene from a romantic movie set against the backdrop of the lively South Street Seaport.

“You are gorgeous. I feel like I have seen your face in a movie or music video.” Maré felt.

“I’m a model and former adult film star!” Halia told him.

“Wow, I know I’ve seen a few of your scenes,” Maré chuckled. “I like your work.”

Halia laughed. “Thanks. I’m glad you were a fan of my sex work.”

“I’m surprised you’re visiting New York by yourself.” Mare said. “Where’s your boyfriend?”

“I’m single, thank the lord.” Halia continued. “Are you seeing anybody? Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No, I haven’t been dating for so long that I don’t know how to meet women anymore.” Maré lied. “I’m going to be real; I don’t need a serious relationship, just some wild and great sex.”

“Maybe we could help each other out,” Halia winked.

“Have you ever had sex with a Black man before?” Maré asked her.

“No, but I wouldn’t mind. I was always curious about Black men in bed.”

“Well, maybe you should try it then, baby girl,” Maré said as he watched her blush. “It might be one of the greatest experiences of your young life.”

“Maybe I will,” Halia beamed. “Do you want to be my first?”

“Absolutely,” Maré expressed. “Your gorgeous face and sexy body, you know I want you! There is nothing like hot interracial lovemaking.”

Halia giggled. “Well, you have me intrigued with your confidence and good looks. I think I’m getting wet now.”

They strolled to Maré’s sleek silver Bugatti Veyron. The moment they stepped inside, the vehicle roared to life, with the sounds of 2Pac’s “Thug Nature” blaring from the speakers. As they raced up the West Side Highway, Maré couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of spending more time with the gorgeous brunette seated next to him.

Maré pulled up in front of the striking glass building on Charles Street. Halia followed him inside, eager to see what his luxurious penthouse offered. The stunning views took Halia’s breath away as they entered the glass apartment.

"Maré, this place is incredible!" Halia exclaimed.

Halia’s eyes widened as she took in the breathtaking views of the Hudson River and the New Jersey skyline. The sun cast a warm glow across the expansive penthouse, illuminating every corner with a golden light. She could hear the gentle hum of the city below, the faint sound of car horns, and distant chatter adding to the vibrant atmosphere.

Maré smiled, pleased to see Halia so captivated by the stunning surroundings. "I told you it was worth the trip," he replied, his voice filled with satisfaction. “Come on, let me show you the terrace. The view is even better from there.”

"The view from up here is incredible," Halia exclaimed, adjusting her sunglasses to the sunset. "I can feel the gentle breeze and hear the distant sounds of the city below,” she added, smiling as she looked over the horizon.

“Let’s capture this moment," Maré suggested, reaching for his smartphone.

They laughed and chatted while snapping selfies, their laughter mingling with the soft rustle of the wind. Then, they strolled back into the living room. After Maré prepared their drinks, they settled onto the plush couch and effortlessly engaged in delightful conversation. Their natural chemistry was palpable, and both felt at ease in each other’s company.

“I’ll be back in five minutes, handsome. Just get comfortable and think about me.” Halia smiled. “That should keep that cock hard. See you soon.”

“No problem,” Maré replied. “I’m ready for some action.”

Halia kissed him and left the living room for the glass bathroom. Maré stood by the window, completely lost in thought while watching the yachts sail. He couldn’t stop thinking about Halia, her smile, and her laugh. He deeply desired to be with her, to feel the warmth of her embrace. As he stared out the window, the world outside faded insignificance, and all he could see was her pretty face.

Finally, Halia returned without wearing any clothes. She spun around, showing off one of the most delightful bodies Maré had ever seen. He liked her body art: she had five-pointed stars tattooed on her back, “Leilani” on her lower back, five claw marks on her right shoulder, two paw marks on her right butt cheek, and flowers on her right hip.

“Are you going to stand there and look fly? Or are you going to fuck me?” She asked seductively.

“I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,” Maré responded.

They were in a kissing frenzy. Maré stripped out of his clothes in a matter of seconds. Halia was in awe of his big black dick as she smiled and pushed him back on the couch. She treated herself to his dick. Maré watched in fascination as she deep-throated him and sucked his balls. Then, she lowered her pussy on his dick and bounced. Halia rode Maré like a jet ski. The pleasure overwhelmed him. Maré sucked lasciviously at her bouncing tits.

“Yes, suck them!” Halia cried. “It feels good!”

Maré lifted Halia by her hips and lay her on her back. He slid his dick in her pussy, then pulled it out, going deeper each time until her drenched pussy nearly buried his entire dick.

“Oh, my God, baby, your pussy feels so good!” Maré told her.

“You’re so big! I can feel it in my stomach!” Halia’s eyes lit up. “Don’t stop. Keep going!”

Maré fucked Halia faster and harder until he brought her to her first orgasm. Halia’s body twitched and oozed her love juice on his dick. The pleasure seemed intense, and after two minutes of rest, Maré slid his dick back into Halia’s pussy. She was getting used to his dick and massaging his ass cheeks. Maré enjoyed their rhythm as they filled the living room with love magic.

“Do you like my big, black dick?” Maré asked.

“Yes, I love it!” Halia answered softly. “I can’t believe I’m getting fucked like this.”

The sensation of Maré’s balls slapping against Halia’s shaved, wet cunt lips was astounding! He felt himself getting ready to cum. After a few seconds of smashing Halia’s pussy, gold cum spurted from his dick and dropped on her flat stomach. Maré could not believe the eroticism Halia created as she rubbed it on herself and licked her fingers clean. The sight of that kept Maré erect.

“Delicious, hun, just like I knew it would be,” Halia said. “Tasty like chocolate milk,”

Maré laughed and said, “I want some more of you.”

“Well, come and get it!” Halia replied.

Maré turned Halia around and, in one smooth motion, fucked her in the ass. He grabbed her hair and pulled it, thrusting harder and faster. The sex noises she made were incredible.

“Oooh, yes, Daddy! Fuck me like that! Yes! Don’t stop!”

“This is your favorite position, right?” Maré whispered in her ear.

Cum poured out of Halia’s pussy and ran down her leg. Maré kept fucking her ass even harder and faster. Finally, he released inside her ass like the latest squirt gun. When Maré finished discharging, he pulled out. His warm creampie ran down Halia’s toned leg. He felt exhausted, and sweat poured down his body. As Halia turned, she beamed a wide smile at him. Her passionate brown eyes glimmered, and she exuded a radiant aura that brightened the living room like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

“Wow,” Halia said softly.

“So, how was it? How was your first experience with a Black man?”

“That was the best sexual experience I’ve had,” Halia answered excitedly. “You are a great lover. I’m addicted to black cock now.”

“Well, you heard the old saying, ‘Once you go Black, you never go back.’”

“Now, I know why. None of my past lovers can top you.” Halia confirmed.

Maré asked, “What’s your number, Halia? I want to hook up with you soon. I know hanging out with a porn star is fun!”

“You’re going to call me?” Halia said as she typed her number into his BlackBerry. “I bet you say that to all the women you meet.”

Maré laughed and said, “Yes, I will call you. I promise. If the sex is this great every time, then maybe we have a future together.”

She French kissed him and lay her head on his chest.

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