Location: Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
It was my last weekend in the Dominican Republic. I was exhausted. My penis was tired, as I made sure to see all of my favorite lovers before I left and I squeezed in a few new ones too. Yet, I knew I still wanted to go out. Even when a man is over sexed and under rested, he still feels the need to hunt. So I met up with my man El Conquistador. I drank a bottle of wine roaming the streets outside the bars as we got warmed up for the night. An approach here, an approach there – hoes just giggled while they kept walking. Do what you do babe.
With the bottle of wine finished, we strolled off to one of the best clubs in Santo Domingo. I had a sneaking suspicion it was going to be too packed and I was right. As we walk up to the club, there are about 100 people outside. We walk up to the bouncer and strolled right in without a wait. Inside, you couldn’t move – the spot was packed to the brim. I glanced over at El Conquistador and we bounced.
Roaming the Streets
I’m buzzed and El Conquistador is always ready. We needed to start flirting with some chicks, so we begin to roam the streets. One blowout and a quick creep session on girls standing in line at the pharmacy later – we decide it’s time to get back into a club. So we walk to an upper-class joint that has been proven to be a difficult spot, but is always filled with babes.
Once inside the joint, it’s clear tonight is an off night. There is maybe 30% of the normal people inside the spot on a Saturday, but at this point we don’t really care. Drinks are grabbed and a quick attempt to flirt is shut down by a stunner. She didn’t appreciate my, “Te vez bien” with her sponsor standing next to her. Surprising.
We check out the outdoor patio and begin chatting a bit. Ideas are spun and plans are made. It’s always good to chat with your boy on a night out. However, we both agree it’s time to mack on some babes after a while and I begin to look around. I spot a nice looking mixed girl sitting with her sexy, thick friend. She gives me a glance and I get that pull in my drained loins. I tell El Conquistador to check her friend and make sure she’s to his liking. He approves and we head over to their couch. I tap her on her should as I stumble trying to speak Spanish and she giggles my way:
“You speak English?”
I laugh, “It’s pretty obvious, huh?”
She giggles again, “I do too. Don’t worry.”
We begin chatting and it’s going well from the jump. I didn’t know if she was just into me or bored as hell talking with her friends, but I didn’t care. She’s laughing and smiling. Turns out, she is half Dominican and half European. Quite a a sexy mix. Twenty minutes later, she starts giving me that look – the one where you can see she went from enjoying the conversation to imagining your dick deep inside her. I notice this look and my wheels begin to spin. El Conquistador is seemingly doing just as well with “miss thickness” as I glance over. We need to bounce them to a different spot is all I can think about. Ten minutes pass and I suggest a venue change:
“We should get out of here and go dance.” I say as she stares into my eyes.
Enthusiastically she replies, “Yes!” while stroking my bicep.
I yell over and El Conquistador agrees. So we grab the two girls and call a taxi. As we are waiting for the cab, I sneak behind a car with my girl and grab her ass as I kiss her. She moans and we continue to make out before the cab arrives. My mind goes into strict “don’t fuck this up” mode. I’m all in on this one.
What is a Chapiadora?
The girls had suggested a club neither of us had been to. It turns out the place was expensive and my pockets we almost empty. Well, shit. I look over at El Conquistador and he’s in the same boat. We have a quick conference and decide to go all in on the one-night stands. He runs to grab some money out of the ATM and I chill with the chicks.
Money in hand – we hit the club. The spot is packed as hell and the music is blaring. Table and bottles surround us and we begin to dance. We grab a few drinks and begin grinding with the chicks. My girl is moving her fat light-skin ass all over my dick and even in my state of “oversexedness” I’m getting horny. A few songs and make outs roll by before I glance up to see El Conquistador by himself. I go see what’s up with him and he says his girl started to act weird when we didn’t buy a bottle. So he decided to ditch her. She was a chapiadora to the fullest. However, there were not any approach opportunities in the club. So he decided call it a night and loaned me some pesos for the rest of the night.
I head back to my girl and tell her my friend is leaving. I tell her I’m a bit tired and that she should leave with me. As I tell her she gets a look on her face that I struggle to describe. It’s like she was lost in thought and confused. I stop talking. She’s just looking up at me for what seems like thirty seconds before she speaks:
“Not yet. Let’s do some shots.”
I start to get the confused look on my face. I begin to think she might be a chapiadora just like her homegirl. However, she didn’t say no and my instinct was telling me to play it out. So I asked what type of shots she wanted to take. She didn’t hesitate:
I took that as a green light. Any girl wanting to take tequila shots wants to get fucked. And hard. We make our way to the bar together and slam a shot down together. I squeeze her ass and make out with her. Then I hand her another. And another. One more for good measure. That should suffice. We hit the dance floor again. I ask her to leave after two songs. She smiles up and nods her head. Good chapiadora.
It’s Not Over Until the Chapiadora Signs
We jump in a taxi and make our way back to the crib. I thought the conversion was going to be a layup. She had other plans. In my room, we begin to make out. Then she stops me and asks for more wine. Jesus! How drunk do you need to be to fuck a stranger? I grab some wine and a glass for her. Then she asked for music. Then she wanted to go to the bathroom.
I was getting annoyed. I let her finish a glass of wine. Then I went caveman. Clothes came flying off. She started to suck my dick. Then she stopped and looked up at me as my penis sat on her cheek:
“Can I have just one more glass?”
I was pissed and I think she noticed. She started to blow me again and then turned around and wiggled her fat ass at me:
“One more please?”
I poured her a dainty glass and she slowly sipped. She knew I was getting annoyed, but she was a chapiadora about to get fucked in a $15 a night guesthouse. She had to get something out of it – even if that something was just some alcohol. She finished her wine and began sucking my cock again, but this time she put that effort into it. She tilted her body to the side and stuck her ass straight up in the air. She then pulled my dick and her head to the side. She knew exactly what she was doing. I’d never seen such an ass in such an absolute perfect position. So round, such a hip-to-ass ratio, and in a wonderful skin tone.
I shoved her throat down my dick as I leaned forward and begin fingering her from behind. Then I flipped her over and grabbed the condom. Her pussy was soaked and she moaned loudly as I plunged into her. I’d be lying if I said the sex was great. She had to blow me twice again because I went limp a couple of times. Due to having way too much sex already that week and a lot of alcohol, I was struggling. However, I finally flipped her over and stared at that fat ass. She had just got me hard as a rock with her mouth and I knew there would be no issue once I got behind my little chapiadora. I hit from behind for about ten minutes – as I spanked that ass, choked her from behind, and pulled her hair. I came hard as she moaned.
Then I realized the condom broke…