Thanksgiving Day Passion

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By Gianni Shamari

The warm glow of candlelight flickered gently, casting a soft golden hue across the Karadashians’ opulent dining room. The lavish space was adorned with plush velvet drapes in deep shades of burgundy, framing tall windows that overlooked a sprawling garden with twinkling fairy lights. A long, polished mahogany table stretched across the room, draped with a delicate satin runner in shimmering gold. Elegant crystal place settings glimmered under the candlelight, each plate meticulously arranged with fine china, adorned with intricate designs. This grandeur, however, was soon to be juxtaposed with the intimate moments that were about to unfold.

Kylie Jenner’s eyes sparkled like the diamond earrings that danced alongside her cheekbones as she welcomed “Nature Boy” Maré. “Happy Thanksgiving!”

Her voice rang warmly, almost as rich as the aromas wafting from the sprawling feast before them. Maré, resplendent in a sleek black suit tailored to perfection, flashed a charismatic smile.

“Blessings to you and your family,” he replied.

His voice was smooth and rhythmic, echoing in the luxurious space.

The scent of roasted turkey mingled with hints of rosemary and garlic from the sides, enticing them further. Radiant in a figure-hugging gown that shimmered with every move, Kim Kardashian gestured toward the spread.

“Join us!” she urged, her voice bright, the excitement palpable.

The ambiance in the Kardashians’ lavish living room was filled with the soft clinking of cutlery and the gentle hum of conversation, accented by the warm glow of candles dancing in their holders. The table was set like a work of art, and the aroma of delicious food mingled with the laughter that echoed softly around them.

Maré leaned back in his chair, his deep voice cutting through the air with warmth and charm.

“You know, the last time we saw each other was at my masquerade party in New York City. It was a star-studded event featuring celebrities from around the world. What a night that was! I remember we were both in our element, enjoying the music and the company.”

Kim’s eyes sparkled as she recalled the memory. “I still remember you in that sequined mask, looking all mysterious and charming,” she teased playfully, a smile curving her lips. “And those dance moves! I thought you were going to steal the show.”

Maré chuckled, his expressive eyes doing the talking as he recalled the vibrant energy of the masquerade. “You mean steal it from you? The way you glided across that floor, everyone was entranced. Your gown shimmered under those lights, and it was like you were born to be in the spotlight.”

Their conversation was punctuated by the distant sound of laughter and the fragrant scent of rosemary-infused turkey wafting from the kitchen, weaving itself into the fabric of their shared moment.

Kim leaned in slightly, the satin of her gown glistening in the candlelight. “The whole atmosphere was electric. It’s not every day you get to be surrounded by so much talent and creativity.”

“Right?” Maré nodded, his voice smooth and animated, his respect for Kim evident. “And that surprise performance you pulled out? I didn’t see that coming either. You took the energy to a whole new level.”

Kim laughed, her cheeks flushing with the cherished memory. “You know how it is; I just wanted to keep the night alive. Plus, performing with that kind of crowd just felt right. Like we were all connected in that moment.”

The light flickered around them, casting playful shadows that danced on the walls as if echoing the excitement of their reminiscing. Though surrounded by family and friends, the two shared an intimate bubble within the grand setting.

“Life is about those moments,” Maré said softly, his gaze locking onto hers, his expression sincere. “It’s all about connection, you know? Like that night. We all became part of something bigger.”

“And that’s what makes it special,” Kim agreed, leaning back slightly, her fingers tracing the outline of her wine glass. “Let’s create more nights like that. We need to do something epic soon.”

“Absolutely,” Maré replied, a spark of mischief dancing in his eyes. “Maybe a beach bonfire this time? Just good friends, music, and that legendary laughter.”

Kim smiled, the idea igniting a sense of possibility between them. The room’s warmth enveloped them as they exchanged stories and laughter, transforming the living room into a stage where memories were celebrated, and new ones were eagerly awaited.

The dining room table was a feast for the senses: the golden-brown turkey glistened under the candlelight, its aroma wafting through the air; the rich gravy exuded a tantalizing scent; the fluffy mashed potatoes were as light as clouds; and the vibrant green beans burst with color. Flavored butter was ready, waiting to melt atop warm, crusty rolls. Around them, the room buzzed with the faint sound of laughter and the clinking of glasses, a perfect backdrop to the celebration of family and gratitude. The ambiance enveloped them like a plush embrace, making it a Thanksgiving to remember.

As they sat at the elegantly set table, Kylie’s fingers lightly grazed Maré’s, sending a jolt of warmth and excitement through her. The faint sound of sizzling from the kitchen filled the air, and the rich aroma of roasted turkey wafted around them.

“Pass the turkey, would you,” Kris Jenner chimed in, her voice smooth yet authoritative.

With a slight smirk, Maré reached for the platter, glancing at Kylie. Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.

“Beautiful evening, isn’t it?” Maré murmured, his voice low and inviting, laced with an unmistakable charm.

Kylie’s heart raced as she felt the heat in her cheeks blossom. “It really is,” she replied, a playful smile dancing on her lips. “Especially with such enchanting company.”

The soft glow of candlelight highlighted her features, casting a warm light that made her even more captivating.

After dinner, Maré and Kylie wandered through Calabasas’ cool, inviting night air, blooming jasmine wafting around them. The moon hung low, casting a silvery glow on the pavement, while stars flickered against the deep blue sky.

“Your family shines bright, you know,” Maré remarked, his voice smooth like the gentle breeze that rustled the leaves above them.

Kylie turned her gaze upward, her eyes reflecting the starry sky. “Yeah, but it’s their warmth that makes it special. Like this night,” she replied, her smile illuminating her face. “You light up the night, too, you know.”

Maré chuckled softly, running a hand through his hair as he walked alongside her. “Nah, it’s just the magic of the moment. It’s you who makes it feel this way.”

Kylie laughed, a melodic sound that danced in the air. “Flattery will get you everywhere, Maré,” she said, nudging him playfully.

The playful banter between them felt effortless, adding a touch of light-heartedness to the serene night. A distant owl hooted as they continued, adding to the tranquil backdrop.

Kylie paused, catching the moment. “Isn’t it amazing how the world feels so alive even at this hour?”

“Yeah,” Maré replied, his tone turning reflective. “Life never stops, you know? Just like us. We keep moving forward.”

Kylie nodded, their eyes locking briefly, the connection between them palpable beneath the starlit sky.

“And that’s what makes these moments unforgettable,” Kylie whispered, wrapping her arms around herself as a light shiver ran through her, emphasizing the intimacy of the moment.

“Let’s make more of them, then,” Maré suggested, a grin spreading across his face as they resumed their stroll under the universe’s endless watch.

Back inside, the fireplace crackled softly, sending flickering shadows dancing across the walls. The warm glow wrapped around them like a cozy blanket as Kylie led Maré to her room. The sweet strains of a slow, soulful melody filled the air, creating a serene atmosphere. They sat on the edge of the bed, their fingers intertwined, their skin warm against each other. The firelight danced in Kylie’s eyes as she turned to Maré.

“I love the way the flames flicker; it feels almost magical, don’t you think?” Kylie said, her voice soft and inviting.

Kylie turned to Maré, her eyes sparkling in the firelight. “I love the way the flames flicker; it feels almost magical, don’t you think?”

Maré smiled, the warmth of the moment settling around them. “Yeah, it’s like they’re telling their own story.”

As they sat on the edge of the bed, Maré’s fingers intertwined with Kylie’s, their skin warm against each other. He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, leaning closer.

“It’s perfect in here, just us and the music,” Maré whispered.

Kylie nodded, her heart racing. “I could stay like this forever.”

The soft crackle of the fire and the rhythm of the music seemed to weave a tapestry of intimacy around them, amplifying their connection. The Passion unfolded as their lips met, and desire ignited. The sight of Kylie’s luscious body lying before Maré gave him extra motivation to pleasure Kylie beyond her desires. First, Maré kissed her lips and slowly worked his way down her body. He took his time sucking each breast, which sent a tingling feeling through Kylie. Her body lit up like a spark and was ignited, causing her to cum. Maré licked her flat tummy and sucked her navel. Then he traveled down to Kylie’s trimmed pussy and performed cunnilingus on her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Kylie cried. “Oh, my God, your tongue feels so good on my pussy.”

“Your taste is unbelievable,” Maré replied.

Only the taste of Kylie’s natural erotic juice could quench Maré’s thirst. He stuck his tongue deeper inside Kylie’s intimate hole and explored every inch of her pussy. The pleasure had Kylie caressing her tits and squeezing her hard, sensitive nipples as she arched her back. Moaning and whimpering, Kylie squirted on Maré’s lips. He consumed much of her juice, quenching his thirst. Seeing her juice shining on Maré’s lips, Kylie kissed him passionately. Tasting herself on his lips sent an erotic high throughout Kylie’s body.

“Fuck me,” Kylie said in a lustful tone.

Lying on her back, Kylie spread her legs wide enough to give Maré easy access inside her. Beaming, Maré gently inserted his dick into Kylie’s pussy. She pulled him on top of her, and Maré began pumping her. The inside of Klie was velvety soft, and her pussy walls churned and vibrated in the most desirable way possible. Their moist skin clashing echoed throughout the bedroom.

“I knew your pussy was good,” Maré sighed. “I don’t want to pull out.”

“Fuck me, baby,” Kylie mumbled.

Maré thrusted faster. Every thrust got deeper, opening Kylie’s pussy more and more. Kylie’s eyes rolled in the back of her head as she moaned and whimpered in pleasure. At that moment, Kylie wrapped her legs around Maré’s waist and orgasmed.

“Yes,” Maré murmured.

He watched as Kylie’s body trembled momentarily. It was one of the most iconic sights ever. When Kylie’s intense orgasm subsided, she beamed and giggled.

“I haven’t felt that good in a long time,” Kylie said. “Oh, my God.”

Maré lay on his back; his cock standing strong and ready for more action. Kylie positioned herself perfectly on his shaft and began riding him. In seconds, Kylie developed a fast-paced, perfect rhythm and rode Maré like a wild stallion. The sweat dripped down Kylie’s body as she bounced freely and happily on Maré’s dick. Gazing up, Maré loved the erotic view of Kylie’s tits dancing in his eyes.

“You got me hypnotized, baby, with your tits and the movements of your body,” Maré expressed. “It is erotic art in perfect motion. I love this Thanksgiving passion!”

“You like how I’m riding this dick?” Kylie purred.

“Yes, you look so hot riding my dick.” Maré moaned. “Don’t get tired, baby. I want you to fuck me all night long.”

Maré gently placed his hands around Kylie’s waist as she continued her cowgirl action. He gripped her luscious buttocks and smacked them playfully. Kylie screamed and rode Maré faster and harder. They both lose themselves in the primal rhythm of their lust. Kylie rode Maré’s shaft in every way she could think of, all around, up and down, side to side, backwards and forwards, giving his dick the royal treatment until she felt herself nearing an orgasm.

“I’m going to cum,” Kylie declared.

“Let it go,” Maré encouraged.

At that moment, Kylie screamed passionately and climaxed hard on Maré’s cock. She collapsed on Maré, trembling from her intense orgasm. Breathing heavily, Kylie opened her eyes and kissed Maré.

“Oh, my God, I came so hard on your dick,” Kylie sighed.

“That was incredible,” Maré responded. “You took me to ecstasy.”

“I came so many times,” Kylie admitted with a smile. “You haven’t cum yet. Now, it’s your turn to cum. Where do you want to cum? In my pussy? My mouth? Or in my ass?”

“That ass,” Maré replied.

“Cool. I like doggy,” Kylie replied. “I want to feel you in my ass.”

Smiling, Kylie got on all fours, ready for Maré to bring it all to her. The sight of Kylie’s ass in the air had Maré extra aroused. He couldn’t wait to give Kylie that creampie she craved. Maré slowly inserted his dick into Kylie’s ass and began drilling her. The sight of his dick moving in and out of Kylie’s ass triggered him to fucked her faster and harder.

“Oh, your ass feels so good,” Maré grunted.

“Fuck my ass until you cum,” Kylie moaned.

Maré continued pounding Kylie’s ass relentlessly and immensely. Kylie’s ass was built for backshots, and it jiggled with each Maré’s thrust. The sounds of their skin clapping and Maré slapping Kylie’s ass filled the room. This was sex as its rawest, and they proved they were sexually compatible.

“I’m going to cum!” Maré exclaimed.

“Cum, baby,” Kylie told him.

Kylie pushed her ass back to get every inch of Maré’s dick. She bucked and screamed, reaching the crest, then plunged into orgasmic ecstasy simultaneously with Maré. He filled her asshole with his warm, golden cum.

Moments later, after some kissing and cuddling, they relaxed in bed, listening to classic R&B music. Maré held Kylie close, loving the feeling of her sexy body pressed against his.

“Stay?” Kylie whispered.

Maré smiled and whispered, “Forever.”

His voice filled with a deep sense of appreciation for the unforgettable Thanksgiving they had shared. This Thanksgiving Day would be forever etched in their memories.

THE END.

About Gianni Shamari:

New York native Gianni Shamari coined the term “champagne erotica,” a fast-paced erotic story that captures the celebration of the champagne lifestyle. He made his publishing debut with the erotic tale “Another Best Erotic Night Of My Life” in 2016, The Very Best of Bare Back Magazine anthology. Gianni has been writing for Bare Back Magazine for eight years. His novellas "Monica Hershel: Predator on Top" and "His Highness, the Philogynist" established him as an author. Gianni's third erotic novella, "Maré & Monica: The Best of Both Worlds," showed his growth as a writer. He just released his fourth erotic novella, "Ecstasy Around the World," which is a must-read.