Grand Theft Auto: Hot Coffee Stories Chapter 2 (Patreon)

Chapter 2: El Cachudo y la mujer interesada

Tanisha never thought she'd see herself here at the Vanilla Unicorn. But times were tough and so she had to do a little something extra in order to earn that money. Namely, work as a stripper.

The manager Leon liked the look of her already. Of all the girls he had working for him, she was the only black one. During the interview, he even snickered when he shared that little tidbit with her. Tanisha was angry hearing that, but she just smiled as politely as she could. She didn't intend to stay here long anyway. She just wanted this gig to be a part time hustle.

Not that that made the regular clientele of this strip club any less lewd than they already were. She didn't like doing lap dances for strange men, but at the same time, she was glad there were guards around who would make sure these guys wouldn't get too handsy both on the pole and back in the private rooms. And these cads were ever so eager to give away their money.

At the time, Franklin had started working with Michael and Trevor. In another part of Los Santos, they were up in the air, rescuing Mr. K from a debriefing courtesy of the IAA. She still didn't understand any of it, but she knew no matter what house he had up in Vinewood, he was still part of that life. And she wanted no part of it.

Tanisha was just about ready to clock out. She was only wearing a white thong and pink top over her tits and put her over coat on, ready to head back home to her boyfriend, the same one Lamar couldn't be sure whether he was a brain surgeon or lawyer. Then another man came in.

He was definitely a little on the older side. That didn't surprise her so much, but there was a fierce gleam in his eyes. Well dressed too, this guy was definitely living the high life. He looked right at her when he came in.

“You miss, I'd like to have a dance,” he said.

“What? No, I'm headed out.”

“I said I want to have a dance.”

“Uh, security!” The guard popped around to see who the troublemaker was. But as soon as he did, he almost recoiled at the sight of the man. Then he walked away.

“Forget this, I'm going to see my manager,” Tanisha said.

“I don't mind, I'll come along with you,” said the pushy customer. Tanisha ignored him and went to Leon's office. The man followed closely behind her. When they got to Leon's office, he had been looking over some documents. He looked up at Tanisha and the man. But he had to do a double take, and the moment he saw who it was, he almost jumped out of his seat.

“Tanisha, why is he here with you?” Leon said. His voice was shaky and jittery as he spoke.

“Leon, this clown won't leave me alone!”

“Do you know who I am?” the man said.

“Yessir, yes I do,” Leon said. “Martin Madrazo.”

“Good. All I want is to have a dance with this fine young lady. Is that too much to ask?”

“No sir, not at all. Tanisha, please...”

“Like the one and only Martin Madrazo would be here!” Tanisha said. “Leon, this guy is a fake!”

“Sir, if you want the young lady to continue working here, you'll see to it that she gives me a dance.”

“Yessir,” Leon said. “Tanisha do as the nice man says.”

“All I want is a dance,” Madrazo said to Tanisha. “That's what you're here for, eh?”

“And my shift is over!” Tanisha said.

“I pay well.” He pulled out a stack of cash. “Does that satisfy you?”

Tanisha looked over to Leon. Still petrified. And money like this didn't come cheap. She realized he was probably the real deal after all. She nervously swallowed a lump in her throat and looked right back at Madrazo.

He smiled as cordially as a man like him could. “Come now. It's good yes?” he said, offering her the money.

“Fine,” she grumbled to herself. “Come this way, sir.” He smiled to himself as she led him out of the office, down the hallway and into the room for private dances. Sitting himself down, he grinned when Tanisha undid her top, revealing her dark breasts before him.

She got on top of him and gave him a lap dance. She knew all the moves, it was expected of all the girls here to know how to work a pole as well as gyrate herself just right on a man for his maximum satisfaction. But she kept looking back, hoping that the guards would be keeping a close eye on this one.

To her disappointment, there was nobody looking in from time to time. The same music was playing like just any other day, but this definitely wasn't like any other day. She kept on making the same practiced moves, the same positions. Not that she felt any less awkward doing it. He bared his teeth in a cold smile, never looking away from her eyes.

Tanisha turned around and shook her ass in his face, anything so that she didn't have to look at him. Though she wasn't expected him to reach his hands up and feel the back of her shapely legs. She bristled and was about to turn back to glare at him. But she realized that with the way things were, that wouldn't do much. He might even get off on it.

For a cartel gangster, the palms of his hands were a lot gentler and softer than she expected. Now that he was getting handsy, she couldn't turn around or he might decide to touch something else instead. As long as it was just like this, it was fine.

Madrazo smiled to himself. A man like him enjoyed all the finer things in life, including women. After his wife had started to age, his power always allowed him to find other women more suited to fulfilling certain needs of his. And having such a range of beauties at his disposal, he learned just how to tease and please them just right.

He moved his hands up to her bare donk. Her face blushed from embarassment and anger. Thankfully he wasn't being as lewd as she expected him to be. He was simply moving his soft hands up and down her legs and ass, almost like he was admiring a work of art, not saying a word. She knew she would have to do this for awhile, all the guys liked to take their time, and if she stopped too soon, he might even demand more of her.

That didn't change the strange feelings welling up in her from him trespassing onto those boundaries. His big hands massaged all over her legs and butt, he really was paying her a lot of attention for being a cartel kingpin casually paying a visit to the strip club. It touched something in her heart, but as much as she hated it, there was a strong heat growing between her legs.

He noticed it too. He didn't touch the piece of fabric covering her box, but with all the women he had daily, he recognized certain patterns and knew from the way that her body was moving that she was feeling it. It was time to step things up a notch.

He moved a finger to the mound of her vagina. Her body was on alert and this time she did look back at him. Not returning her gaze, he didn't stop touching her there and even dipped a finger further into the cleft of her mound.

“This wasn't part of the deal!” Tanisha said. She turned around fully to look him right in the eyes.

“If that's how you want it,” he said, still smiling. She had gotten a little wet at this point. He had felt some of her dampness seeping through the bikini bottom onto his finger. But he made no indication that he knew this.

“Come now,” he said, his face resuming it's normal seriousness.

Tanisha started dancing again, not giving him the satisfaction of an angry reply. This time she refused to get him get a look at her backside. Not that he minded, the sight of her tits jiggling with every move she made was a sight from heaven. Not to mention her black nipples were protruding from her luscious breasts. She knew that he saw them so pointy and erect, and that they were a prime target for him. Still he made no move, only touching all over her thighs and her hips.

Madrazo was content taking his time. Even if he hadn't gotten a bit of her wetness on his finger, the sight of her nipples sticking out was proof she was getting all hot and bothered. But he refused to touch them, instead touching the rest of her body, knowing that she would be craving stimulation there soon. Once he made his move again, she wouldn't be feisty at all.

It was a mix of unease and arousal that was getting to her right now. She knew her whole body was at his command for whatever he wanted to do with it. Yet he was being as respectful as someone like him could be, not pouncing on the opportunity. She knew that didn't make him an angel at all, but it allowed her some relief.

He said nothing, touching her as she pleased. That initial relief she felt only made her feel so much better all over, it made her feel safe with him even knowing his reputation. She tried to not show it though, he didn't need an invitation to step things up a notch. All the while, he fondled her hips and legs as much as he wanted.

Any guy would be plenty happy to touch one of the girls that worked at the Vanilla Unicorn like this. Some had, and would have to be sneaky about it. But few had the power that Martin Madrazo had, and even the most bold customers here would have to run off to other places to fuck the object of their affections. Here he intended to make his move.

He suddenly pinched her nipples. She couldn't stifle in a cry from how sudden a move it was, and for several moments she stopped dancing. Madrazo grinned, still holding onto her caps. Then he moved his hands to envelop the whole of her breasts while pushing her nipples into areolas with his fingers.

She looked away from him as he fondled her breasts. Then he let go of her tits. Her nipples suddenly popped right back out, hard and pointing straight up. He moved his hands over the rest of her body again. All the while her nipples were needing, craving his stimulation.

Tanisha was so flustered that she barely registered him touching all over her again. But he suddenly said, “Dance for me. Eh? You want to be paid, don't you? Or we can step this up a notch and that will be that. I leave.”

“I dont...I don't want that...” She could barely think straight to find the right words to say.

“What about this?” He grabbed onto her tits and pinched onto her sensitive nipples again. She bit her lip to keep the moan of pleasure from escaping her lips. But he knew it was having an effect on her. “Or maybe this?” He darted a hand into her cleft, now very wet and leaking through the bikini bottom with her vaginal lips fully aroused. “Dance for me. Or I continue to keep doing this.” Before she could answer, he leaned forward and took one of her tits into his mouth. Tanisha grunted in a fit of shameful pleasure as he sucked and bit all into her sensitive tit while he continued moving his finger between the cleft of her wet vulva.

Then he suddenly stopped. He cupped her chin and moved her face to look at him, peering into her eyes with a predatory gaze.

“Fine!” she said, and took off her bikini bottom. With her fully naked before him, Madrazo smiled, undoing his fly. He grabbed her hips and, turning her around, jammed her down onto his dick.

She started moaning uncontrollably, as he pumped into her hard and fast. The pleasure was so good that she could barely move, she was just taking it on top of him. He moved his hands right back up to her sensitive tits, groping onto them with full force while he continued fucking her with full speed.

He was content with this outcome. Even with her not giving it back to him as much as he wanted, he didn't care one bit. He just kept on pumping into her.

He moved his hands to her face to look at him. She looked back at him helplessly, not turning her head away from him. He suddenly pulled his face to his, locking lips with her in a cruel kiss. At first she didn't kiss him back, she refused to give him the joy of knowing he was winning against her. But his tongue was so forceful inside her mouth and his dick was plowing her cunt so roughly that she suddenly started kissing back. He also didn't mind that she started moving herself on top of him now.

For several moments they kissed each other like that, him out of his natural drive to dominate, and she just a slave of her instincts. Letting of her head, she was still sucking face with him. But he moved that hand which cupped her face to his like they were lovers and moved it down to her clit.

She had to break the kiss to cry out. He just grit his teeth in a cruel smile, still working on the erect nub while fucking her hard. He kissed and bit all over her naked shoulders while playing with her tits and clit like her body was a toy to sate her perverted urge of his, all the while his dick ramming her needy twat.

Her vagina was so good on his penis. As much as she hated to admit it, he had a really big dick too. She still just wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. But there was another side of her right now that was genuinely enjoying this encounter. Her moans had turned into breathless whimpers as the two fucked each other hard.

Then grabbing the top of her thighs with both hands, he suddenly slammed her down all the way onto his dick. Tanisha jolted from the force of that motion and her voice barely escaped her throat from the sheer pleasure of his domination. But his dick suddenly tensed up, spraying several loads of his seed deep inside her wet cunt.

This time she did scream as loud as possible, her already lubricated pussy moved to it's own state of climax. He kept on viciously pummeling inside of her as her cum mixed in with his. She could barely move, her body only started trembling from the force of their mutual climax.

When he was finished, his thick semen was oozing out of her and all over his dick. He picked her up and she immediately fell to her knees. He smiled and stood up over her with his penis out, rubbing it over her face.

“Clean me.” Without thinking, she just did as she was told, fellating his member until he was cleaned up. “Good, good. Maybe I pay you another visit, eh?” he said, tossing her the stack of money. Then pulling his pants back up, he walked out and left the strip club.

Eight months later, she would give birth. Franklin would only think it was an early conception. Nor did he pay too much heed to how much lighter the child was than either of them.