I threw one of the best parties of the year at The Palms Pool & Bungalows at The Palms Casino Resort in beautiful Las Vegas, Nevada. The weather was hot and the latest rap jams blared. Sexy women from across the United States were here showing off their bikini bodies. A few of them were sipping on Grey Goose Pear and Belvedere Red Vodka. As the drinks continued to flow, I drank Coconut Cîroc straight out of the bottle! I felt like a King in the VIP section dressed in my white wife-beater, matching shorts, and Air Jordan VII sneakers surrounded by gorgeous women. Guests were in awe with the canary-yellow diamond prayer beads I wore around my neck. I do not know how many pictures I took with women, but I know it was enough to fill an entire photo album.
It was time for the wet T-shirt contest! I eagerly waited for this moment. The dozen or so women made a few adjustments to their T- shirts and made their way up to the stage. These sexy Ebony, Latin, and Caucasian women impressed me with their natural beauty. Some of them had on a crop top and tore their T-shirts to expose their cleavage and midriffs. I felt like I was in college again!
"Are y'all ready to see these Goddesses get wet and wild?" I asked the crowd.
The crowd roared. The deejay put a rap song on, and one by one, Juan watered down the participants with subzero-cold water. I loved the sight of the women's T-shirts turning translucent and clinging to their breasts. Their nipples stood at full attention, which triggered the wild and horny men to whistled and begged for more. Then the contestants danced around, and teased the crowd as they stripped down to her thong panties. It was wild!
"I love this shit!" Juan shouted.
Now, it was time to announce a winner. By the crowd's reaction, a brown-skinned busty Ebony Goddess named Unique with an angelic face won the contest. She looked like one of my girlfriends from New York. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and three crispy one hundred dollar bills.
"Let us all give our sexy participants a resounding round of applause!" I said.
The crowd roared, and we all started dancing to DJ Khaled's "I'm On One". The drenched women pulled some people up on stage and danced with them. I was dancing with Unique, getting my freak on. I caught Juan's woman, Taylor on stage dancing too. She looked hot in her black micro thong bikini against her smooth; sun drenched skin. We were all laughing and high-fiving, clearly having a great time!
The sun was setting, putting on a brilliant show of reds, pinks, and oranges above. As I took off my Chrome Hearts Kufannaw II sunglasses, a short bronze complexioned woman with exotic looks and silky long dark hair clad in white short shorts and a matching bikini top caught my attention. She had several tattoos as well as piercings in her navel and right nostril. Juan knew her, and told me she was born in California and was of Ethiopian, Danish, Czech, Yugoslav, and German descent. Also, she does porn! My eyes roamed her sexy body and back to her face. I liked what I saw and wanted to devour every part of her body.
I got behind her, which startled her at first. When she turned around, she smiled, and we started dancing to Beyoncé's "Party". We were grinding up and down, going with the flow. I loved her hair and she smelled sexy. Her sweat enhanced her Beyoncé Heat perfume. We continued to dance real nasty to three more songs before we stopped to take a break.
"I like how well you move," she whispered.
"What's your name, gorgeous?" I asked her.
"Raylin, but you can call my Skin Diamond." She said softly. "I already know; you're Mar'e! Where are you from?"
"New York City." I answered.
"I'm not surprised," Skin Diamond continued. "How many women do you have?"
"In this city, maybe two, or three," I believed.
"Well, you go and do you!" Skin Diamond responded.
"I have a better idea, gorgeous, how about you do me," I insisted.
"Is this how you act?" Skin Diamond smiled.
"Usually," I jested.
"Anything fewer than ten inches isn't worth my time," She told me.
"Baby, do I look like a lame dude with a small dick? I can make a horse jealous!" I hinted.
Skin Diamond gave my dick a quick glance and smirked. "Well, you look like a man I'd fuck for hours."
"I'm starting to think you're ready to get fucked hard," I thought.
Skin Diamond smiled and said, "Only if you let me ride it for a long time."
We both needed to cool off so we decided to dive in the pool like gold medalist swimmers. Skin Diamond challenged me to race her to the end of the pool, and I accepted her challenge. We raced down the pool like Olympic gold medalists swimmers, swimming side by side. It took both of us one minute to swim to the end of the pool. I cleverly touched her tits and surprised her with a kiss. Skin Diamond's face flushed and she kissed me back. I knew there were people closed by. I did not care. Let them me in action! We continued to kiss, and I try to lick her neck. I felt her slowly backing off.
"Wait," Skin Diamond said, as she stopped me. "Not here."
We both climbed out of the pool. The water dripping down Skin Diamond's body made her looked sexier. We walked slowly to the VIP section to have a drink. Juan was already at the table with Taylor rolling up some weed. I saw Taylor rubbing his dick over his shorts while he rolled. Juan always had the best and funkiest-smelling weed. I already knew he was going to get fucked-up before the night ended.
"Are you finishing rolling up?" Skin Diamond asked Juan.
Juan looked at her, and said, "Yes, go ahead and take some."
"Yes, help ya'self," Juan continued. "Mar'e, how come your ass don't smoke weed anymore?"
"Because I make money, fuck, and drink," I told him.
Juan chuckled and said, "You're a funny dude. You need to move out here on the West Coast and enjoy this lifestyle. Women are dressed like this everyday!"
As I was sipping on Jack & Coke getting nice, the weed had Skin Diamond spaced out. She looked sexy standing in front of me smoking. Skin Diamond smiled seductively at me, lazily exhaling smoke, and rhythmically playing with herself with her free hand. What a tease!
I asked, "Why you stop me from kissing you in the pool?"
Skin Diamond smiled and said, "Because..."
She took me by the chin and kissed me on the lips. I was almost speechless, but at the same time excited.
"Oh, it's like that, huh," I said. "We're going to fuck."
"Yeah," Skin Diamond giggled.
"Well, you know I have to clear that out, baby girl. We're too grown for games."
"Would you like to come to my house?" Skin Diamond asked.
"I was going to take you to my presidential suite, but fuck it. Let's go!"
As we were leaving the party, Juan hollered, "Fuck him good, Skin Diamond!"
Skin Diamond and I both laugh and waved goodbye to him.
We hopped in my brand new Ferrari P4/5, which I dubbed the Flash, and sped off up the streets. I loved the attention we got as we flew down the Las Vegas strip. 2Pac's "How Do You Want It?" blared from the car, and we both sung the chorus. How do you want it/How do you feel/Comin' up as a nigga in the cash game/Livin' in the fast lane/I'm for real. The song always made me feel good!
I turned to Skin Diamond and said, "When I give it to you, you're going to love it!"
"Oh, yeah, you're going to blow my back out?"
"Yes, I have a great reputation in the bedroom," I continued. "I know Juan told you some stories about the girls we ran through. There are renowned! I was the worse; I used to switch chicks every day. I had dudes mad for real like 'I wish Mar'e was gay'."
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