The work day started off smoothly in the headquarters of GoodFellas magazine. Sitting behind the gold plated desk in my state-of-the-art office, I was online gazing at the portfolio of Florida model Monica Hershel. Her natural style enamored me. The chameleon-like transformations in each photo: short hair, long hair, tomboy sexiness, girl-next-door style, Hollywood and urban glamour really impressed me. She was flawless.
“Good morning, Mare!” Briana said, taking me out of my reverie.
Briana Banks was a short, sex blonde with big tits and a fat ass. She could easily pass for a Playboy bunny. Besides, what I loved about her the most was her taking personality; she was always down with having a great time.
“Hey, good morning, gorgeous! How are you?”
“Great. Who are you looking at?” She asked.
“Her name is Monica.” I told her. “She has a photo shoot with us today, the model I was bragging about to you this weekend.”
“She is cute. This should be fun.” Briana smiled.
“I hope the chemistry between the two of you may be magical. I want this to be one epic shoot for ages.”
“It will be, trust me!” Briana said, giving me one wink; her blue eyes held a glint of intrigue.
That moment, Monica showed up in my office. Her predator self was accentuated in ripped jeans, black leather jacket, and pixie hairstyle. Her rebelliousness had that tomboy swag that commanded attention. Strangely, she reminded me of her runway model contemporary Omahyra Mota.
“Well, the badass model from Florida is here. How are you?” I said.
“I’m good.” Monica spoke.
“Are you ready to work.”
“Let’s get started. Monica, I am going to capture your essence. I want you to give yourself to me. Trust me, baby girl! I want you to relax, but most importantly have fun with this sexy blonde standing next to you.”
Both girls started giggling.
“Trust me, I will!” Monica responded; her tone lowered as she appraised the curvaceous, half-naked Briana Banks. I could easily perceive the mischievous glint of carnal appetite in her eyes.
Briana and Monica changed into their “costume” for the photo shoot, which was only a large white button-down shirts. They both weren’t wearing a bra underneath the shirt. Now, it was time to began the session.
“Okay, Briana stand behind Monica and rip off her shirt slowly please.” I said, smilingly. “I want to see you with another woman and that reaction when you are touched!”
Briana did what I told her to do. She ripped open Monica’s shirt, and the sound of the tear echoed the room as the buttons fell on the floor like shell cases from a gun.
“Great. Now, Monica remove Briana’s shirt.”
After Monica removed the shirt, both ladies stood topless. “Breasts are so lovely whatever the size, shape, or color they have. Now I want the two of you to touch each other as if y’all lovers. Very gently, please! You love each other.”
The two models began feeling each other tenderly. I could tell they were really into each other with that eye contact pose and sensual touching. They explored each other’s body and I was capturing every bit of it with the camera.
Monica was totally into the action as she clutched Briana’s ass, which triggered her to squirm and smile up at her. They fed on each other’s energy and every pose they did was spot on. For me the highlight of the shoot was when Monica crawled on top of Briana and licked her hard nipple. The way she flashed her sultry eyes at me through the lens and it was spot-on symbolic to her on the top game!
“Monica… you have graced my studio with your swag and beauty, and I thank you. Job well done!”
“Anytime,” Monica replied.
After scrutinizing the negatives and prints, they resumed their off-the-camera kissing. Monica sucked Briana’s mouthwatering tits, playfully squeezing them to her gratification. Reaching down, she inched one finger parting her welcoming receptacle of pleasure. This erotic dalliance aroused me to an erection and I approached the ladies with an intention of partaking one sensational threesome.
Monica raised one hand, making stop dead in my tracks. “Hold up, dude!” She spoke up. “This won’t be a threesome party. I make love to women only.”
“Sorry, Nature Boy.” Briana laughed. “Sit back and watch how women make love with passion.”
Feeling slightly embarrassed, I stepped back and took a seat. I didn’t want to ruin their mood either way. They continued their hot amorous action, going completely oblivious to my presence. The kissing sounds emanated, echoing through the room. It was hard for me to avoid the urge of feasting my eyes on the game of two girls.
Monica was a natural when it came to pleasuring women. She sucked and caressed Briana’s tits with an artistry of her own, thereby licking the vulnerable nipples and coaxing them to hardness. Now, she had Briana completely at her mercy. Licking up her neck and kissing her body down to her groins, Monica worked her fingers and tongue into and out of her cunt. Briana moaned with pleasure as she let her pussy be devoured by her lesbian lover. She rolled her eyes in the back of her head as lust and heat rippled up her spine, making her tremble all over. Monica glued her hungry mouth on her pussy and began nibbling on her clit. Briana shrieked as she released her sex fluids, directly coating Monica’s mouth. Wow, I loved watching a woman have an orgasm.
“What a show.” I said softly.
“That’s enough for now, baby.” Monica told Briana.
“That was marvelous, absolutely marvelous,” Briana finally spoke.
They kissed some more and Monica got dressed. The aroma of girl-girl love was still fresh in the air.
“Thanks for the exclusive show.” I replied.
“See ya later.” Monica winked and waved goodbye.
When she walked out of the room, I turned to Briana and said, “You were great, girl. Wooo!”
“I know, I am so turned on. Come here.”
Briana grabbed me by my arms and we French kissed. We ended up having sex like a pair of wild rabbits in the blazing summer heat.
I stayed late in my office before driving back to my Sutton Place home. All I could think of was the lesbian sex demo during that photo shoot. Images of Briana and Monica making love kept flashing inside my head like a classic Michael Jordan highlight on ESPN. Now, I wanted some pussy. I pulled out my smartphone and called my freaky blonde bombshell, Nicole Aniston, who was a popular adult film star.
“What’s happening? I’m getting ready to slide through, baby girl.”
“Cool, but I don’t think the Predator would like that.” She told me.
“Predator?” I paused for a few minutes and then said, “Well, I’ll see you some other time.”
The conversation ended. The first thing that came to my mind was, who the fuck is Predator? I knew Nicole did porn, but she never mentioned anything about her messing with somebody else in New York. I drove home feeling somewhat disappointed.
It was a warm Friday night and I decided to go clubbing with my friends at the biggest nightclub, located in the heart of the city’s famous East Village called Webster Hall. The flashy crowd mostly college students in their twenties packed all four floors of this twisted mausoleum. I was in my element, dancing with young hip people. This pretty brown-skinned woman with long hair and a short top was shaking her hips fiercely on my crotch. I knew she enjoyed dancing with the king of New York to Ciara’s “Go Girl” song. I knew she felt my arousal during this dirty dancing demo.
When the dance finished, she looked right at my crotch and then my eyes and said, “Don’t hurt me, big daddy!”
I responded with a laugh. We took a selfie and said our goodbyes. After that, I looked down to the third level and located this gorgeous brown-skinned Latina dancing close with a skinny person who wore a cap. I focused on her face and noticed it was my friend, Nina Mercedez. She looked hot in her close-fitting black dress and curly hair. I watched her dance with this person for several minutes before deciding to go downstairs. Unable to contain my excitement, I raced my way down to the third level.
“Nina!” I shouted when I saw her standing solo at the same spot.
Nina looked up in my direction and said, “Oh, my God, Mare! What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to try something different.” I answered. “You look great! I saw you dancing with a admirer.”
Nina blushed. “Oh, my God, I met this amazing person here. I’m wet right now.”
“Really? Where is the lucky guy at?”
“Woman.” Nina corrected me excitedly.
That moment, the skinny woman with cap walked over to Nina, wrapped her arm around her waist and pulled her close. Then in slow motion, they engaged in one of of the most epic French kisses I had ever seen. The woman was Monica, the person I watched Nina dancing with. They were really into the kiss as I observed them caressing each other. After about a couple of minutes, they looked at me and started giggling.
“What a week you are having.” I said to Monica.
Monica winked. “Yup. I am having a time of my life in New York!”
“Y’all two know each other?” Nina said; a hue of puzzlement stole over her beautiful face.
“Yeah, she did a really hot photo shoot for me. She is a natural!” I spoke.
“Thanks.” Monica replied. “I hope to do another shoot with you. Well, not to be rude but I want to dance the night away with my new sex prey.”
I laughed. “Cool. Do your thing.”
The two love birds held hands and went to a lower level to dance and have some salsa. Loitering there, I went back to the fourth level to meet up with my friends. They already had a group of girls with them. So we chilled until the club closed.
The next night, I was at my office looking at the next cover of Goodfella$ magazine that read, MONICA UNLEASHED in big bold red letters. The sensual spread of that photo shoot really came out hot. I knew in my heart that this spring edition of the magazine was going to be a big sell. Suddenly, I got a text from Nicole saying to come over to her place so we could make love. I raced downstairs like a shot. My destination was Tudor City.
Every time I walked in Tudor City, I always thought of one of my favorite movies, Scarface. As I approached the elevator, I saw Monica standing there in a red sweatsuit. We greeted each other and walked inside the elevator. To my surprise, she pressed the 13th floor button, which was the same floor I was getting off on.
“Oh, wow, what a coincidence I’m getting off on that floor too.”
“Yeah, okay.” Monica smiled.
“No, I’m serious. I don’t know why you think I’m following you. My girl lives in this building. Do you live here?” I asked her.
“No, I don’t live here.” Monica answered.
The elevator door opened, we both got off, and began walking in the same direction. To our amazement, we stopped at the same apartment door.
“You know Nicole, too? Oh, my God.” I said.
Monica laughed. “Yeah. That looks crazy, isn’t that?”
She rang the doorbell twice. The door opened, and there stood the blonde sex symbol Nicole Aniston in her pink flimsy robe. Through the material, I could make out the dimmed shadows of her wetness between her thighs and erect nipples on her full bosom.
“Hey, y’all finally here! Now, we can have this threesome!” Nicole said excitedly, as she invited us inside her luxury apartment.
I was grinning from ear to ear. “You know, that’s a great idea, baby girl!”
Monica wasn’t having it. “Don’t even think about it, dude! You already know I only fuck girls. What’s going on, Nicole? I thought I was here to pleasure you.”
“And you will, Predator!” Nicole smiled as she planted a kiss on Monica’s cheek. “You are jealous, aren’t you?”
“Ha! So this is the ‘Predator’ you were talking about? Wow.” I was shocked.
“I like dick and pussy.” Nicole continued. “I am horny, ever ready to be devoured. How about us heading to the bedroom and better get acquainted.”
“Let’s go.” I hollered.
We slowly walked to the master bedroom. The perfect view of my favorite New York skyscraper, the Chrysler Building, was mesmerizing indeed. Nicole removed her pink robe, exposing her very voluptuous tanned body. Monica tossed her clothes to the side, revealing her skinny, but toned figure. I stripped myself in a matter of seconds. We took a few glances at each other, impressed with each other’s natural assets. We were ready for this marvelous venture!
“Come here, you two,” Nicole demanded. “I want you, Mare, to suck my tits while Monica eat my pussy. I want you both at the same time.”
To be honest, I did not mind sharing. Monica looked reluctant about sharing Nicole’s body with a man but I knew she wasn’t leaving without getting a taste of Nicole’s pussy. I could see her transforming into a pussy-crazed predator.
First, Monica and I took turns kissing Nicole. As I French kissed Nicole, I felt her soft hand stroking my erect cock. Then I grabbed her boobs and began sucking the erect light brown nipples. Monica knelt down, passionately kissing Nicole’s stomach and licking her abs. Nicole giggled from the ticklish sensation. I rolled my eyes and noticed Monica gluing her open mouth on Nicole’s pussy, burrowing in deep with her tongue. She was devouring the sex fruit like a hungry predator. Monica’s oral fixation on Nicole’s wet pussy had her moaning and trembling. Nicole tenderly caressed my face and jiggled her tits around my mouth, enticing us to keep up the great work.
She pulled back and said, “Shit, y’all good!”
Monica laughed. “Oh, no. You aren’t getting away from this tongue.”
The girls sat on the queen-sized dark bed. Monica gently pushed Nicole on her back and hovered atop her; their naked bodies touched reciprocally. It was an arousing contact, not only for them but for me as well. Stroking the shaft of my hardened cock, I ogled at Nicole who enjoyed Monica kissing her passionately and licking her cleavage. Monica slid up and darted her tongue out, entering Nicole’s mouth. They French kissed, while Monica playfully squeezed her supple boobs. Going south, she glued her mouth to Nicole’s shaved pussy, which triggered the latter to sigh. Nicole grabbed my cock and began performing fellatio on me. I enjoyed the feel of her wet lips around my dick. I felt like I was learning the secret art of eating pussy while observing Monica’s cunnilinguist techniques.
Nicole looked up at me with eyes filled with flaming lust. She purred, “I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna erupt.”
Seconds later, in a cinematic slow motion, Nicole’s flat belly tightened. Arching her back, she released her love juices all over Monica’s mouth. Their chemistry had me spellbound instantaneously. Monica crawled over Nicole like a puma and slowly sat on her face. It was the time for me to put some work in. I slowly pushed my cock into Nicole’s pussy and began pounding her away. Building my rhythm, I had the bed shaking picking up the tempo and rolled my eyes up watching Monica ride Nicole’s face. As feline as she ever was, she looked at me and gave a smile.
“I love it.” Monica murmured, looking down at Nicole. “Keep your tongue on my clit.”
She moaned and squirmed as Nicole tickled her spot. She grabbed Nicole’s head, holding it between her thighs. I knew the Predator’s climax would ensue any second as her breathing got shallow to heavy. Yelling, she trembled filling Nicole’s mouth with her nectar. That triggered Nicole to have an orgasm on my cock. It was absolutely fantastic!
Monica and I tried outsmarting each other as we pleasured Nicole. It was hard to tell who had the upper hand yet obvious that Nicole was going through the highest level of ecstasy she ever had. We had our ways with Nicole, trying various sex positions that came to our minds. Monica fondled her thighs and ass cheek, slurping at her clit along. Nicole’s pussy squashed against her chin as I grunted, holding one leg and fucking her wildly. Nicole shivered from the hot pleasure that drove her to the edge.
“Yes, fuck me! It is so fucking good!” She screamed. “I want to cum so HARD!”
It was such a turn on watching her go untamed. The sounds emitting from her mouth had me on the verge of releasing my golden sex sauce. Giving her violent thrusts, I felt her cunt quivering around my dick. Moments later, she squirted in gratitude. Her orgasm triggered me to withdraw my cock and push it into her rectum.
I cast a glance at Monica whose head bobbed between Nicole’s open thighs. She used her cunnilingual skill, lapping Nicole’s pussy of her cum. I resumed my tempo, penetrating her ass as deep as I could. In a matter of minutes, she shuddered to another climax. I groaned, unloading my golden sauce into her. While Monica sucked Nicole’s pussy swallowing her juices, I withdrew my cock and rolled on my back. Nicole followed my example and laughed as Monica rose, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. We regained our composure and stayed silent for a few minutes.
“Thank you for the best sex ever!” Nicole finally spoke. “It was fantastic! I hope we can do this again.”
“I cannot do this.” Monica said.
“This is a little weird.” I admitted. “I have threesomes with women who are into me. This is not going to work. You might have to choose, baby girl.”
“Right, because I don’t share pussy with a man.” Monica was very adamant.
“I choose you both.” Nicole smiled.
“No, no, you have to choose one of us.” Monica was serious.
“Well, I wish we could work something out because I like you both.” Nicole continued. “Well, goodnight!”
Nicole excused herself and went into the bathroom. Monica and I took that as a cue to start getting dressed. It was strange but we both knew our job was done there. We walked out of the apartment without saying goodbye to Nicole. Getting outside, I proffered Monica a ride to her hotel. She jumped in the passenger seat, I put my Lamborghini Sesto Elemento in gear, and we raced up the streets. Casually speaking about our sexual encounter with Nicole, we enjoyed the ride.
“I’m going to be a great pussy eater thanks to you, Predator.” I jested.
“I love eating pussies as much as you love fucking them.” Monica said, giving me a wink. “I was impressed with what you did to her just when she were with me. I think…”
“We can make a good team.” Monica hinted.
“You know, this could be the start of an epic friendship.” I acknowledged. “Believe me, we could have a pussy conquest like no other.”
Monica smiled. “Sounds good to me. I have been thinking about getting an apartment out here. New York is a beautiful place!”
“I’ll help you with that.” I promised her. “I’m the king of New York. You know I have connections.”
I was in a good mood that I needed to hear some music. I had this collaborative album by R. Kelly and Jay-Z called The Best of Both Worlds blaring from the car. It felt like the dedication of soundtrack to our new friendship.
Monica turned to me and shouted, “Nature Boy and Predator, yeah, the best of both worlds!”
“That’s right!” I agreed. “A duo like no other!”
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