Third and final part.
We headed to Dorian's car parked on the street. To be continued. . .
As we walked out of Sabor Peruano and through the Pizza Alley, patrons and restaurants' employees stared hard at these two drunk and happy model-type cuties holding our arms. Most likely thinking of Dorian and I as being two lucky mofos. We were lucky all right and were on our way to get luckier. I had to give out a hard Danny Trejo-type dirty look to some dammed waiter making a snake sound. We didn't have to walk far since we parked nearby on the street. Dorian got behind the wheel, I was the co-pilot and our dates sat in the back. As soon as we all got in, Dorian's girl opened her door and started spitting/throwing up on the pavement. My girl (K) helped her clean up, let her head rest on her lap and we drove off to hotel El Pacifico. Without us noticing, two nosy cops in a patrol car parked nearby had been watching us. Most likely they saw these two pretty girls getting in the car and had already decided to follow us even before the spitting incident. We had driven less than two blocks when we noticed the flashing blue lights behind us and were pulled over. We all were cool since Dorian had not had any alcohol and we all knew they were just being nosy. The girls had been in similar situations with cops before due to their Colombian accents and cuteness.
Cop #1 approached Dorian and requested his documents. Cop #2 came around to take a look at me and Dorian's girl that was sleeping behind my seat. I pointed to the cop to go talk to the driver (Dorian) and he immediately went away. Cop #1 did all the talk and after Dorian provided all the paperwork and explained that he was the designated driver, the officer revealed his true intentions for pulling us over. He asked my girl K, sitting behind Dorian, for her ID. Dorian, outside his car, immediate protested and reminded Cop #1 that she was 0nly a passenger and he the driver. The cop offered some lame reason like "she is foreigner." As I was starting to protest asking how did he know she was a foreigner and angrily handed my ID with a foreign address to him, my girl pulled out a peruvian ID (I don't know where she got it from) and charmed the pants off this nosy mofo. For a 22 yo, 105lb beauty that just had 5 shots of tequila, she was more sober than Dorian and I. She was very talkative and acted like she'd been in these situations many times before. Her pretty face coupled with her cute accent was all the cop needed to see and hear. He asked a few dum questions and let us go but not before asking K. for her phone number. I didn't hear it but Dorian and K later told me that he had indeed asked her for her number. That would have made me mad if I heard it. Cops can't be that unprofessional, specially in Miraflores. While all this happened, Dorian's girl was sleeping like a baby on K's lap. She missed the whole thing. Naturally her 100lb frame could not handle 5 tequila shots.
Finally, we were on our way to the hotel. With hand and face signals, Dorian asked me if I had a condom. The answer was negative. He handed me one of his. At the hotel basement parking garage, Dorian's girl again started vomiting outside the car! Dorian had a desperate look in his face. I'm sure it was because he was worried about his GF's wellbeing and not because he realized he was not going to get laid. With horror we looked at what Dorian's Girl was vomiting, Dorian was speechless, it was pure tequila! We didn't see a single grain of rice there! We looked at each other: this girl doesn't eat! I wish a well known cofrade, I think his name is RT, would take her along in one of his eating expeditions.
Her loyal parcera, K. was always there comforting her friend. After she recovered a little, we all decided that K. and I would go up get a room and Dorian would stay in his car comforting his girl. I was kind of relieved. I didn't know what Dorian and the girls' style was, I'm not into the group thing and was glad we wouldn't end up in the same room. I didn't want to see Dorian's naked ass. Nor I want anybody seeing my hairy rear end. I run upstairs to get a room. Sixty soles ($22) and just had to show my ID. I run back down to the car with the room key and K. and I went straight to our room and immediately started with the lovemaking. Lots of kissing. First standing up then on the bed. Her clothes came off first. Perfect body, soft soft tanned skin. Did I mentioned soft skin? And it was flawless. The breasts were beautiful, the vagina small and neatly trimmed. She smelled so good too. She reminded me of Veronica from Archie, the comics, with the same cute small nose. I treated her like I treat my wife and not like a typical whore. I gave her my special royal hindu hand massage. Now I reserve this for special occasions 0nly, and this was it. Judging by the pleasure sounds she made, she loved it. The hand massage was followed by my patent pending tongue massage. I gently kissed and licked her from neck to ankles. Flipped her a couple of times to repeat the process and paid special attention to her cute perfect bubble butt. I left my signature hickey on her right butt cheek. She did not mind. The kissing and licking came close to her privates (inches). Her moist vagina was light brown, about an inch a a half big with medium size lips. She requested additional moist kissing around a particular part of her upper back and on her neck. By this time my dick was hard and up pressing against my belly button. Minimum oral stimulation was needed from her. Just the balls. Earlier in the day I had an appointment with Isabella at R&V#1 at 1:00pm, plus, I did Karina (room 34) at Trocadero at around 5PM. This was my third session of the day but my best friend was still desperate for some more action. We both were ready for the main event, but I still played a little with K. With both of us naked in the missionary position, we kissed and I rubbed her thighs and belly with my rod. She was moving and trying to accommodate a penetration (I still had not put on my rubber). I asked her if she was ready. She said yes. I was tempted to do it bareback. But like I always say, safety first. I have a wife back at home.
We made love like dogs. All the positions I could think of plus a few more. Usually I'm quick, but I was down to my last bullet for the day (just a .22) and it took me forever to cum. Which was good. While doing it k9 style I enjoyed seeing my muchacho slide in and out of that 22 yo small vagina. It was a perfect tight fit. I varied the speed, from slow and gentle to fast and furious. I knew I was going to write about it and tried to take mental pictures of it (I wish I was wearing my GoPro camera around my forehead to immortalize the moment). She came first. I tried a few more positions trying hard to cum. Finally in the spoons position while kissing her neck and grabbing her left breast I came, and we both fell asleep in that position. I don't know how long we slept before Dorian's insistent calls woke me up. He was bored and asked how long we were going to fuck and to hurry up (thank you Dorian). It was after 5am and his GF wanted to leave. I thought that he would at least be sucking her girl's A cup breasts, but apparently he didn't get any action in his car. I told him that K. was asleep but was told to wake her up. Her parcera was asking for her. While we slept, my dick had become flaccid and dislodged from the condom. The condom was hanging out of K's vagina. I gently pull it out without waking her up, threw it away and took a shower. I woke K up with kisses on her cheek and neck. She didn't want to get up and asked me to get back to sleep. She was so cute. But I told her that her parcera was asking for her and waiting. After a few more minutes of trying (I was laying next to her doing a lot of gentle kissing and touching), she got up took a shower, got dressed, and we left. Before leaving we promised to see each other again and I handed her 400 soles ($143). Less than $30/hr - a bargain! In the car, Dorian's girl was sleeping. Dorian asked why it took us so long and K responded jokingly that I had "destroyed her ass." LOL. We dropped them home and Dorian and I went our ways. It was daytime and Lima's rush hour was about to start.
Juan
