Author's note: I know it's been a while since I've written and even longer for another part to the series, but I should be witting more frequently in about a fortnight to a months. This one is for Infinitestrings. I know there's a lot of you asking for requests on Mariah for feet fetish or anal, some even both, but Infinitestrings was the first. The story is a foot fetish one, I couldn't fit anal into it as it stretched out too long. So Mariah fans will be pleased to hear I'll be doing another one soon. Hope you guys enjoy & feel free to leave feedback, positive or negative doesn't really matter to me.
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I woke up with Jennifer Garner on the left off me and Brittany on the right, they both had their arms wrapped around me. Tammy was behind Brittany and had her arms wrapped around her. I got up as carefully as I could, trying my best not to wake any of the sleeping beauties. I hit the shower and got all the morning rituals out the way. I stepped back into the room to get my clothes and noticed that Brittany was gone.
Once I was dressed I went downstairs and was greeted with the smell of bacon and eggs. Straight away I knew that Brittany was in the kitchen. I walked past Melissa, she was passed out on the couch still in her red bikini. She was a heroine addict, it was starting to concern me, but it didn't seem like a big problem, yet.
"Hi babe!" Brittany greeted me with a smile. She wore my shirt from last night, it was too big from her and it looked like she had nothing on underneath. I kissed her on the cheek, sat down at the table and started to eat. Brittany stood behind me, wrapped her arms around me. I could hear her breathing in my ear.
"Kash." She whispered. "I just love your cock!" She whispered as her hand undid my zipper and made its way under my boxers, slowly stroking my cock. After all that fucking last night I don't think she was gonna get me to cum.
She put her head under my arm, took my member out and licked the head. She started to suck my cock. I tried my best to ignore her and finished my breakfast .
"Will you cum in my mouth baby?" She asked. A drop of pre-cum came out and she gave an excited smile and slowly licked my pee hole. "Let's fuck!" I pulled her up, put my dick away and zipped up.
"I can't." I said. Brittany had a disappointed look on her face. I kissed her, lifting her up onto the table. I sat on the seat in front of her and spread her legs. That excited look on her face returned as I leaned forward and started to lick her clit. I had to make this quick, so I forced three fingers into her and started to pound my fingers into her instantly as I carried on licking her clit. It only took a couple of minutes before I felt her sensitive clit start to twitch as she started to came in a screaming climax.
Once I was done I kissed her goodbye while her orgasm was starting to subside, ran over to my car and speeded down at 80mph to the club. I got out in front of the club and headed in. Travis was there at the entrance near the entrance area.
"Can you park my car please?" I asked.
"Sure!" He replied and I tossed the keys. I started to walk away from him, heading towards the office, when Travis said "Marlon is waiting for you in your office."
"What does he want?" Travis shrugged his shoulders. "No worry's." I said as I made my way into my office.
"Hey Dawg!" Marlon said, slapping me a hand shake. When we first started, we worked in teams of two's. It was me and Stefan, but it quickly got to a point where we were doing so well that two people wasn't enough, so Bishop said to hire people and this made every team have a little 'crew' of five or six people. But they had no link to Bishop, they'd be working for us and they'd be paid from our cut. Bishop was paying extra for them. Marlon was the first guy that me and Stefan hired into our group. So he was quite a close friend of ours.
"How's it going? What you want to see me about?" I asked not beating around the bush, taking a seat on my office seat and Marlon took a seat opposite me. He was dressed as a typical hip hop cultured black man. He had a Lakers shirt and baggy jeans, with a thick gold chain that had his name on the end.
"You know how I've been talking about getting out of the drug game?" I nodded. "Well... my uncle is gonna hook me up with a job." He said taking a puff off a cigar. It was one of my expensive Cubans that he had helped himself to. I didn't mind, I probably would've offered him one anyway.
"What are you gonna do?" I asked.
"I am gonna be..." He took a deep breath and proudly said "...a cop!"
"WHAT!?" I said louder than I was suppose to. "You're gonna be a pig?"
"Yeah, yeah! I've heard all the insults before." He laughed it off. "There's nothing you can say to change my mind. I've thought about this for a couple of months and I've made my mind up." I thought about it for a second. He was head strong, just like the rest of the people in our crew and there was no changing his mind.
I extended my hand to him. "I wish you all the best of luck, Marlon." He looked surprised.
"Serious!" He said, shaking my hand.
"If that's what you want, then I'm behind you 100% and if you ever need a job, there's always a spot here for you."
"Thanks man!"
"Does Stefan know?"
"I left him a message to be here so I can tell you both at the same time, but I guess he didn't get the message. Guess I'll catch up with him later." He said. We carried on talking for another half hour until the intercom buzzed.
"Snoop Dogg is here to see you." Travis said. I had completely forgotten why I came here this early. It was to get Snoop Dogg as a permanent customer. He walked into the room. he wore black jeans, and a black shirt. He didn't come in alone. He had the Goddess herself, Mariah Carey with him. She wore a white dress, no straps, very short, a couple of inches and she wore sun glasses. Her hair was blonde and straight going a couple of inches past her shoulders.
"This is my girl MC." Snoop introduced us.
"Hi!" I said, shaking her hand.
"Now let's get down to business." Snoop said. "Now I don't really give a shit who I buy off. I got a regular dealer, but recently he's been giving me some whack hocus pocus, so that's why I got in contact with your people. Word on the street is that you sell the flyest shit around and I thought that you'd be the prefect people to buy off after that whack shit I smoked last night." I sort of followed what he said, most of my focus was on Mariah Carey's tits.
"So what you after?" I asked, instantly trying my best to cover the fact that I'm staring at Mariah Carey, who was looking down at something. Not sure exactly what she was looking at.
"Coke and some high grade weed." Snoop said with a smile on his face, looking back from Mariah than to me, he could tell I was staring at her. I went over to the safe on the wall and took out a bag of coke and weed and handed it to him.
"Where's the ladies bathroom?" Mariah asked.
"Go back the way you came in, towards the entrance on the left." I said and she left. I watched her ass sway side to side as she left the room.
