Maré & Monica: The Best of Both Worlds

By Gianni Shamari

Maré and Monica are the ultimate duo when it comes to pleasuring beautiful women. Dubbed the Best of Both Worlds, their pussy conquests are not only legendary, but epic! Adult film stars, glamour models and exotic beauties cannot get enough of the "Best of Both Worlds Experience" that leaves them trembling and writhing from the hot ecstasy that overwhelmed their luscious bodies. The King of New York and The Predator are the greatest when it comes to sex.

These 18 short stories tell the tale of this dynamic duo's greatest sexual conquests and how they bonded over the years with each venture. Illicit trysts, hot lesbian action and explicitly dirty encounters are all in this collection of champagne erotica where it feels like you're in an action-packed erotic motion picture starring "Nature Boy" Maré and Monica "The Predator" Hershel. The Best of Both Worlds!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Emerging Edge
• Release date: May 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463778470

Book preview

The Best of Both Worlds

The work day started off smoothly in the headquarters of GoodFella$ magazine. Sitting behind the gold-plated desk in his state-of-the-art office was Maré gazing at the online portfolio of Florida model Monica Hershel. Her natural style enamored him. The chameleon-like transformations in each photo: short hair, long hair, tomboy sexiness, girl-next-door style, Hollywood and urban glamour really impressed Maré. She was flawless!

Good morning, Maré! Senseï said, taking him out of his reverie.

Senseï was a short, sexy Afro-Guyanese woman with big tits and a fat ass. She was one of the most popular GoodFellas models. What Maré 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? Maré said to her.

Great. Who are you looking at? She asked.

Her name is Monica Hershel. Maré told her. She has a photo shoot with us today. She is the hot model I was bragging about to you.

She is cute. She looks like Ruby Rose. This should be fun. Senseï smiled.

Ruby Rose? Maré was puzzled. Who the hell is that?

Ruby Rose is an MTV VJ. Senseï explained. She is very popular in Australia.

Oh, I don't watch MTV. That is why I’m not familiar with her. Maré continued. Well, I hope the chemistry between the two of you is magical. I want this to be one epic shoot for the ages.

It will be, trust me! Senseï said, giving him one wink; her blue eyes held a glint of intrigue.

That moment, Monica Hershel showed up in Maré’s office. Her slim self was accentuated in ripped jeans, black leather jacket, and pixie hairstyle. Her rebelliousness had that tomboy swag that commanded attention. Strangely, she reminded Maré of her runway model contemporary Omahyra Mota.

Well, the badass model from Florida is here. How are you? Maré said.

I’m good. Monica spoke.

Are you ready to work? Maré asked her loudly.

Yes. Monica replied with the same amount of energy. I’m ready to work with the best photographer in New York.

Let’s get started. Maré smiled. 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 Senseï.

Maré could easily perceive the mischievous glint of carnal appetite in her eyes. Senseï and Monica changed into their costume for the photo shoot, which was only a large white button-down shirt. They both weren't wearing a bra underneath the shirt. Now, it was time to begin the session. Hot Music by SoHo began playing in the background to put the women at ease.

Okay, Senseï stand behind Monica and rip off her shirt slowly please. Maré said smilingly. I want to see you with another woman and that reaction when you are touched!

Senseï did what Maré 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 Senseï’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 like passionate lovers. Very gently, please! You love each other.

The two models began feeling each other tenderly. Maré could tell they were really into each other with that eye contact pose and sensual touching. They explored each other’s body and he was capturing every bit of it with the camera. Monica was totally into the action as she clutched Senseï’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 Maré the highlight of the shoot was when Monica crawled on top of Senseï and licked her hard nipple. The way she flashed her sultry eyes at him through the lens, it was spot-on symbolic to her being on top of her game!

Monica... you have graced my studio with your swag and beauty, and I thank you. Job well done! Maré commented.

Anytime, Monica replied.

After scrutinizing the negatives and prints, they resumed their off-the-camera kissing. Monica sucked Senseï’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 Maré to an erection and he approached the ladies with an intention of partaking one sensational threesome.

Monica raised one hand, making him stop dead in his tracks. Hold up, dude! She spoke up. This won't be a threesome party. I make love to women only.

Sorry, Nature Boy. Senseï laughed. Sit back and watch how women make love with passion.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Maré stepped back and took a seat. He didn't want to ruin their mood either way. They continued their hot amorous action, going completely oblivious to his presence. The kissing sounds emanated, echoing through the room. It was hard for Maré to avoid the urge of feasting his eyes on the game of two girls.

Monica was a natural when it came to pleasuring women. She sucked and caressed Senseï’s tits with an artistry of her own, thereby licking the vulnerable nipples and coaxing them to hardness. Now, she had Senseï 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. Senseï 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. Senseï shrieked as she released her sex fluids, directly coating Monica’s mouth.

What a show. Maré said softly. I love watching a woman have an orgasm.

That’s enough for now, baby. Monica told Senseï.

That was marvelous, absolutely marvelous, Senseï 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. Maré replied.

See ya later. Monica winked and waved goodbye.

When she walked out of the room, Maré turned to Senseï and said, You were great, girl. Wooo!

I know, I am so turned on. Come here.

Senseï grabbed Maré by his arms and they French kissed. They ended up having sex like a pair of wild rabbits in the blazing summer heat.

Maré stayed late hours in his office before driving down the East Side. All he could think of was the lesbian sex demo during that photo shoot. Images of Senseï and Monica making love kept flashing inside his head like a classic Michael Jordan highlight on ESPN. Now, he wanted some pussy. He pulled out his iPhone 4 and called his freaky ginger haired ebony bombshell, Naj'a, who was a Sports Illustrated swimsuit model.

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 him.

The Predator? Maré paused for a few minutes and then said, Well, I’ll see you some other time.

Okay. Goodnight! Naj'a sighed.

The conversation ended. The first thing that came to his mind was, Who the fuck is The Predator? Maré drove home feeling somewhat disappointed.

It was a warm Friday night and Maré decided to go clubbing 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 levels of the twisted mausoleum. Maré was in his element, dancing with young hip people. A pretty brown-skinned woman with long hair and a short top was shaking her hips fiercely on his crotch to Lupe Fiasco’s Out of My Head song. Maré knew she felt his arousal during this dirty dancing demo.

When the dance finished, she looked right at his crotch and then his eyes and said, I can’t get you out of my head, King of New York!

Maré responded with a laugh. They took a selfie and said their goodbyes. After that, Nicki Minaj’s Moment 4 Life? song began blaring. Maré looked down to the third level and located this gorgeous brown-skinned Latina dancing close with a skinny person who wore a Yankees fitted baseball cap. He focused on her face and noticed it was his friend, Nina. She looked hot in her close-fitting black dress and curly hair. He watched her dance with this person for several minutes before deciding to go downstairs. Unable to contain his excitement, Maré raced down to the third level.

Nina! Maré shouted when he saw her standing solo at the same spot.

Nina looked up in his direction and said, Oh, my God, Maré! What are you doing here? You're usually at your club, Genisys.

I wanted to party somewhere different. Maré answered. You look great! I saw you dancing with an admirer.

Nina blushed. Oh, my God, I met this amazing person here. I'm wet right now.

Really? Where is the lucky guy at? Maré asked.

Woman. Nina corrected him excitedly.

That moment, the skinny woman with the Yankees cap walked over to Nina, wrapped her arm around her waist and pulled her close. Then in slow motion, they engaged in one of the most epic French kisses Maré had ever seen. The woman was Monica, the person he watched Nina dancing with. They were really into the kiss as Maré observed them caressing each other. After about a couple of minutes, they looked at him and started giggling.

What a week you are having. Maré 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! Maré 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.

Maré laughed. Cool. Do your thing.

The two love birds held hands and went to a lower level to dance to some salsa. Loitering there, Maré went back to the fourth level to dance with some cute Asian girls as Wiz Khalifa’s Black and Yellow blared in the background.

The next night, Maré was at his office looking at the new cover for the June 2011 edition of GoodFella$ magazine that read, MONICA UNLEASHED, in big bold red letters. The sensual spread of that photo shoot really came out hot. Maré knew in his heart that this June edition of the magazine was going to be a big sell. Suddenly, he got a text from Naj'a saying to come over to her place so they could fuck.

Maré raced downstairs like a shot. His destination was Tudor City. Every time he walked in 5 Tudor City Place, he always thinks of one of his favorite movies, Scarface, because of the scene when assassin Alberto planted a radio-controlled bomb under the journalist’s car at the same location. As Maré approached the elevator, he saw Monica standing there in a red Nike sweatsuit. They greeted each other and walked inside the elevator. To his surprise, she pressed the 13th floor button, which was the same floor he was getting off on.

Oh, wow, what a coincidence I’m getting off on that floor too. Maré told her.

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? Maré asked her.

No, I don’t live here. Monica answered. I’m staying at The Peninsula.

The elevator door opened, they both got off, and began walking in the same direction. To their amazement, they stopped at the same apartment door.

You know Naj'a, too? Oh, my God. Maré said.

Monica laughed. Yeah. This is crazy.

She rang the doorbell twice. The door opened, and there stood the ginger-haired sex symbol Naj'a in her pink flimsy robe. Through the material, Maré 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! Naj'a said excitedly, as she invited them inside her luxury apartment.

Maré 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, Naj'a? I thought I was here to pleasure you.

And you will, Predator! Naj'a 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. Maré was shocked.

I like dick and pussy. Naj'a continued. I am horny, ever ready to be devoured. How about us heading to the bedroom and get better acquainted.

Let’s go. Maré hollered.

They slowly walked to the master bedroom. The perfect view of Maré’s favorite New York skyscraper, the Chrysler Building, was mesmerizing indeed to him. Naj'a removed her pink robe, exposing her very voluptuous tanned body. Monica tossed her clothes to the side, revealing her skinny, but toned figure. Maré stripped himself in a matter of seconds. They took a few glances at each other, impressed with each other's natural assets. They were ready for this marvelous venture!

Come here, you two, Naj'a demanded. I want you, Maré, to suck my tits while Monica eat my pussy. I want you both at the same time.

Maré did not mind sharing,

Reviews for Maré & Monica

[Shamarie Knight · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

This erotic novella is hot! I love the characters, the dialogue and sex scenes. As a reader, I feel like I'm in the background observing the hot erotic action.