- WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: Oral sex…

- Disclaimer: I own it not.

- A/N: I've just realised that at the very beginning of last chapter, my 'warnings' section said 'warnings for this story'. I didn't notice until now, and apparently neither did anyone else XD

Mariah and Maxie… Oh dear.

Enjoy!


Black Mariah

Chapter Three: Mariah/Max

A few hours after her encounter with Kai, Mariah was cuddled up on the sofa at home with Ray. He was absent-mindedly stroking her arm, and Mariah was thinking. She was so ready to cheat on Ray, but would he ever cheat on her?

"Ray?"

"Mhmm?"

"Would you ever cheat on me?"

Ray looked down at Mariah and raised his eyebrows. What on Earth had caused her to ask a question like that?

"Of course I wouldn't. What's brought this on?"

Mariah shrugged her shoulders and shook her head. For a moment, just a moment, she almost felt guilty for wanted sex with someone other than Ray. Ray continued to look at Mariah, but didn't ask her any more about it. He was curious about why she would ask such a thing, but he knew from past experiences that pestering her made her irritant and she'd snap.

Mistaking the look on Mariah's face for one that said she still didn't believe him, Ray got up and switched the TV off, and led Mariah by the hand up the stairs.


Mariah grumbled as she walked down the street. She retreated further into her coat, cursing the activities that she and Ray had gotten up to. There was no variation with him. They hardly ever did foreplay, and just jumped right into sex. It was like he wasn't even bothered, and just lay on his back, boner flying in the air just to make her happy.

It didn't make her happy. It just satisfied her hunger for sex for an hour or so.

Mariah sighed as she stopped outside her destination. The Hobby Shop. Also known as Max's Dad's shop, and Max's home. Mariah smirked as she walked into the warmth, and she waved at Max's Dad, who was stood behind the counter.

"Mariah! What can I do for you?" he asked.

"I was wondering if Max was here?" Mariah replied innocently, fluttering her eyelashes.

"Yup, he is. He's upstairs in his room. You go right on up," Max's Dad said, gesturing to the stairs on his left, and greeting another customer.

Mariah made her way up the stairs, a little out of breath when she reached the top. Damn her big boobs. She could immediately tell which room was Max's. He had a name plate with 'Maxwell' written on it, and he had also stuck various sweet wrappers to the door.

As she tentatively knocked on the door, Mariah undone her coat, ready to thrust her big bust into Max's face the moment he opened the door. She got a shock then, when the door in front of her didn't open, but the door on her right did, and out stepped Max, who looked rather bewildered.

"Er, Mariah… What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I came to see you," Mariah replied, flashing a toothy grin. "How come you weren't in your room?"

"Bathroom," Max said shortly.

"Ahh, I see. Well, why don't we go into your room and talk?" Mariah suggested, still grinning.

Max scowled, but let her into his room all the same. She took a good look around, and realised that Max's room was just like Tyson's. Full of useless crap. Max sat on his bed, and looked up at the girl looking around his room.

"What did you want to talk about?" he asked.

"Oh, y'know… Stuff," Mariah replied, not really answering his question. "There's something I wanted to do, actually. And it doesn't really involve a lot of talking."

Max watched apprehensively as Mariah advanced on him, flashing her cheeky grin again. He got up to move away, but Mariah pushed him back down on the bed.

"What are you doing?!" Max asked angrily.

"Something that you clearly want," Mariah replied, gesturing to his groin.

Max looked down and groaned when he saw a little tent. Being pushed about by a woman like this always made him horny. Mariah pushed him back so he was lying down, and began to work on undoing his trousers. Max tried to protest, and tried to push Mariah away, but it all fell on deaf ears and Mariah just slapped Max's hands away.

Mariah pulled down Max's trousers, and began rubbing his clothed groin, making him moan. She giggled as she took out Max's full erection, and began stroking it. It pulsed under her touch, and she was sure that Max would come at any second.

"You're easily pleased," she commented, still stroking.

Max didn't reply, but pushed his head right back into the duvet of his bed, giving into the waves of pleasure washing over him. Those waves got even more intense when Mariah slowly took his erection into her mouth, sucking down to the base, and deep-throating him.

As Mariah set up a rhythm, moving her mouth up and down Max's shaft, she let her hand also move up and down. As Max began to come, she let everything he was spilling shoot into her mouth, whilst her hand continued to pump him, milking him for all he was worth.

Max lay panting on his bed, and Mariah swallowed the load in her mouth. She let go of Max's now flaccid penis, and tucked it back into his boxers. Mariah stood up, and straightened her clothes out. She wiped a bit of come from the corner of her mouth, and walked over to the door.

"Thanks, Max. That was most pleasurable," she said, before exiting.

Max watched as she left, and threw his head back into his duvet when she had gone. What had he done?!


A/N: I liked this chapter vair muchly. Even though it was tres short. It was also tres amusant - from my perspective anyway. Writing it just cracked me up.

I dunno why I was inserting random French words…

My Media Player just played both versions of "I Kissed A Girl" one after another :S it's on random, for fuck's sake!

Sorry I didn't update anything yesterday - I'm super ill, but I FORCED myself to write this today. I have a load of things to do this afternoon, but if I can update 'Chronicles', I will. Don't hold your breath, though.

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