The Dynamo From Sao Paulo

Weeks after my adventure with my neighbors, Esteban went home to invite both Elena and me to a dinner they were having with Rosa’s niece Sandra. Elena already had plans for the weekend with her friends, so I told Esteban I would be there.

Next afternoon, I was at my neighbors’ house, sitting at the living room having a drink with Esteban when the doorbell rang and we heard Rosa speaking in Brazilian Portuguese to another woman. Soon after, Rosa came to the living with a petite blond  girl. She was barely 5 feet tall, looked like she was still in high school although she was 20, had blue eyes, and a really cute set of small moles on her face. She was dressed in a rather plain style, adjusted enough to let you know there was a hot body covered with clothes. Esteban nicknamed her “The Dynamo from Sao Paulo” and in fact, she was a dynamo of energy, talking non-stop in a mix of Portuguese, English, and Spanish that any other day would have given me a headache.

We had our dinner without any mention of the adventure or my job, but after dinner, Sandra wanted to go clubbing. There was a very popular club in Manhattan she wanted to visit and she would be only a week in New York City. Esteban said he was too tired to even look, so he suggested the girls to take me instead. Personally, I feel too old in my 40s to be clubbing, but the girls began pestering and finally convinced me to go with them.

They went to change while Esteban looked at me like “Man, you have no idea what you are getting into… Good luck!” Half an hour later, they came down, ready to party. Both were dressed to kill. Rosa had an animal print bodysuit and a corset that made her feline features and her curves more noticeable. Sandra was even more provocative, with a black halter sequin mini dress that was painted on her, high heeled leather boots and a red leather coat. I felt like a pimp taking my two hoes to work.

Inside the club, they looked as if they belonged there. They soon were dancing, teasing all the guys around them. Sandra was the most provocative, dancing on a platform, caressing her body while moving her petite but well formed ass. She would make her short dress get higher and higher, until it was at the spot where you wanted to see a little more.

Meanwhile, I was keeping myself busy having a few drinks and watching everyone dancing. That night I could understand why Esteban liked to do it. Watching the girls dancing was hypnotizing. The way Rosa and Sandra moved and the drinks I was having got me hard soon enough. My eyes were like beams, trying to record each one of her movements.

Sandra noticed the way I was looking at her and as soon as the song ended, she went straight to where I was and began teasing me while drinking next to me. At one time, one of her hands brushed my lap and touched my erection. She looked straight to my eyes and asked if that was her doing. I could not lie and told her that she was responsible for half of the erections in the place… Rosa was to blame for the other half. She laughed and without warning, she kissed me deeply on the mouth while grabbing the bulge inside my pants.

“Hmm, why don’t you fuck me?” she said while passing her tongue over my lips.

I practically dragged her to the male restroom and got inside one of the cubicles. I was so horny and she was so hot that we forgot to close the cubicle door. I grabbed her breasts and her ass while we ate each other’s mouths. While grabbing her ass, I raised her dress, showing her thong to the guys that had accumulated to see the show.

I reacted and wanted to close the cubicle door when she whispered in my ear, “Let them look. I will be your little hoe. Tonight, anything goes.”  

She managed to free my erected cock and began a slow masturbation much to the enjoyment of the group following our actions.

Suddenly I noticed that the people were leaving the restroom when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Two guys with the typical look of bouncers were behind me, telling us to fix our clothes and follow them.

We followed the bouncers to a door with a sign of OFFICE. I was expecting a dark and seedy office, but it was well lit and professional looking. It had a big desk on the far wall, and behind it a guy in his early fifties, dressed with designer clothes. Next to the door, I noticed two other guys of the same age with a similar look. They all looked like educated, rich guys.

The man behind the desk introduced himself as Michael, the owner of the club. He explained that our little show could damage the reputation of his business, one that was becoming a popular spot for tourists. He told us that he had all the right to call the police and charge us with indecent behavior.

I smiled and looking right into his eyes, I told him that he would never call the police. It would be real bad publicity for his business to have a police report about an underage drunk girl arrested for indecent exposure. In the United States, you need to be 21 years old to be allowed into places where alcohol is served. Sandra was 20 and looked younger than that. If it was known that his club allowed an underage drinker inside, he could loose the alcohol license.

“ I believe that we are all reasonable adults here…” Michael said. He told the bouncers to leave.

Sandra haven’t realized we had the upper hand in the negotiation and began sobbing. “Sir, please don’t call the police. Everything was my fault. I told him I was going to be his for the weekend and we could not hold ourselves… I dressed like this, danced sexy, and had been flirting with him to provoke him…”

I could notice by the tent in his pants that Michael was getting interested in the story. His friends had a similar interest, so I decided to take advantage of the situation.

“You know Sandra, I believe that the only way to get out of this one is by you behaving like a little hoe.”

“What are are you saying?” Sandra asked, surprised at the turn of events. She looked around and realized what the answer was.

“If I am going to be a hoe, I want $1,000 for it!” she said with fake bravado. Michael laughed and took out $5,000 from the desk and gave it to me.

“If she is a hoe, you must be the pimp,” he said, laughing while I took the money and put it in my pocket.

“Enjoy.” I said while sitting down to enjoy the show.

Sandra was surprised, but she played her part. Without a word, she went around the desk and began giving Michael a hot lap dance that soon had Michael completely hard. She turned to face Michael and placed her breasts right on his face, allowing him to grope those beautiful breasts without mercy. She had a face of pure lust when she grabbed Michael’s erection. He told her to suck his dick and before he finished the sentence, Sandra was already kneeling in front of him, liberating a fat cock she began to suck with abandon.

She was sucking as if Michael’s cock was the last candy on Earth. Michael asked her to stop and guided her to sit with his friends sitting on the sofa. The two guys began to caress Sandra, rubbing her pussy over her thong and her breasts. Soon Sandra was caressing their erections through their pants and urging them to undress. They complied and she instructed them to sit as close to each other as possible. As soon their asses were on the sofa, Sandra was kneeling between them, masturbating their cocks at the same time. Then, she began sucking their cocks alternately while masturbating the other guy.

“Dear, don’t you think it’s time these gentlemen fuck you as you deserve?” I said, while having a drink that Michael offered me.

Sandra looked at me with a look that could kill, but smiled and following the sound of the music from the club, began a striptease that made all our cocks hard as rocks. When she was completely naked, she went to Michael’s desk and lied face-up, offering her body to the guys. They reacted as I expected and jumped right over her.

Michael went directly to her pussy, while the other two guys went to her breasts. Sandra continued sucking their cocks when suddenly she let out a scream, announcing that Michael had just penetrated her. He began the in-and-out, fucking her pussy hard. One of his friends pushed his cock inside her mouth and began fucking her mouth at the same rhythm imposed by Michael.

Soon Sandra changed positions and was standing, bent over the desk. The guys also changed positions and one of the guys fucked her from behind while she sucked the remaining two guys. Michael soon sat on the other sofa and asked Sandra to ride him. She was more than obedient and sat on his fat cock, riding him with all that she had. Meanwhile the other two guys were jacking off like mad men and soon both were cumming all over Sandra’s childish face. That was too much for Michael who took her off and making her kneel in front of his cock, he showered her face with more cum. They left Sandra on the floor, with her face, neck and even her shoulders covered in cum.

“Have I been a good little hoe?” Sandra asked me.

“No, you still have another cock to drain,” I said, taking my pants off and telling her to sit on the sofa. As soon she sat, I opened her legs and fucked her pussy without mercy. Her pussy was on fire and she was so smooth that my cock barely felt any friction. I fucked her hard, making her breasts bounce and Sandra reached a hard orgasm that drove me to the edge, making me cum hard inside her.

We all cleaned up in a small bathroom Michael had in his office. When Sandra finished cleaning herself, Michael gave her two VIP passes valid for a year.

We went out to the club where Rosa had been looking for us for a while. We left the club and told Rosa what happened during the drive back to the house. As soon as we got there, Sandra ask me to take her to her hotel, where I fucked her again.

Definitely a dynamo!

 

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