Grand Theft Auto: Hot Coffee Stories (GTA) Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Chapter 3: The Cortez Job

Tommy Vercetti was in his mansion with Mercedes. He was sitting at his desk making out with the sultry Latina right on his lap. Someone like him had gone well out of his way to acquire the power that he had, making his way up from a grunt out of prison to being the don of his own personal mafia here in Vice City. Fooling around when he should have been working was typically not in his nature. But he was hardly averse to the pleasures of life either and with a woman as beautiful and wicked as this one, he was not going to pass this chance up.

She was sitting on her side, her arms wrapped around his neck. His hands ran all over her shapely legs all so open to his touches in her little miniskirt. He was dressed up in his typical attire of Hawaiian shirts but she on the other hand was far more exposed as was typical of a woman of her beauty and decadence, a little sleeveless dress shirt that with as much of it unbuttoned as it was, revealed so much of her cleavage, and fancy little high heels. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes, shining with menace just as much as his, and buried his face into her ample bosom. He kissed and sucked all over her collarbone and delicious cleavage. Moving a hand up her miniskirt to feel her lovely tush only wearing a thong, he pulled down her shirt and roughly pulled down her bra so he could get a handful of her naked breasts himself.

She growled pleasantly from his rapacious nature. She resituated herself so that now she was sitting right on top of his crotch and holding onto his shoulders. He greedily moved up her miniskirt so that her bare ass was exposed and she started riding the bulge in his pants. His hands cupping her ass, he ravenously ate her breasts. Her nipples were already hard on his tongue and he spanked one of her ass cheeks.

“Oh Tommy...tengo caliente.”

He knew what that meant. His Spanish wasn’t as good as he liked yet, but with his alliance with the colonel and his lovely daughter right here, he knew it was in his best interests to keep on improving. Still, he knew exactly what she just said to him.

“Mucho caliente?” he said, teasing one of her nipples with his teeth. At first he would gently graze the stiff caps but then as he felt her body get hotter and heard her pleasured murmurs, he actively bit into it.

“Si. Mucho caliente!” She was moving her crotch right up on his. He didn’t need to get her panties off to know how wet she was. Her hands moved down to the zipper on his pants and went at getting them down while he reached up and yanked her thong down. He moved his fingers into her puffy slit and felt just how hot and wet she was. She hissed, she couldn’t concentrate on getting him undone with him touching her so strongly.

He was not so patient. He took care of his fly and getting his pants down all the way, got his penis out. Holding onto her hips, he jammed her down all the way onto his cock. They gasped from the instant of their joining, it was not the first time. But it was always so sweet.

But this time was better than ever. She felt better on his member better than ever, and he pumped deeply into her. He always was a man who could look dignified when wanted to, yet no matter how hard he tried, most people would always get a hint of his true menace shining through. This time though he let out his true nature with her, not giving her one moment of peace while he devoured each of her breasts. She was hardly put off from it though and held onto the back of his head while fucking him right back.

Moving his hands lower, he dipped his fingers into the cleft of her ass cheeks. He found her lovely rosebud and teased it with his digit before poking the end right inside of her. Already moaning from the pounding she was getting, Mercedes bit her lip from getting it both her holes. Despite his brutal nature in his public persona and what he was showing her right now, he still had his refined tastes and didn’t probe her opening roughly, only teasing it. He was an amazing lover all on his own, but for a woman as beautiful as she was and just as deadly as he was, it was breaking her.

She suddenly climaxed on his dick. Her whole body jerked up from it and she couldn’t ride him as well as she was before. He still showed her no mercy, viciously attacking her cunt with his cock. She weakly clung to him with the ferocity of his dick drilling inside of her, wrapping her arms around his neck and laying her head on his shoulder, bucking back against him with what energy she had. He did not relent one bit.

Grabbing her hips again, he pulled her down on him all the way and came, blasting his cum inside of her. Already weak from his dick plowing her cunt still shaking with ecstasy, she gave out a pathetic little squeak before she relaxed completely onto him, unable to move anymore. He made sure to still hold her as the two of them felt that mutual orgasm, drilling into her cunt like he owned it. She might as well have just been a hooker prowling the streets with the way he was holding her.

As the two of them settled down, he sighed happily. This woman could fuck like a pro just like how her beauty was natural, but this time she really brought it out of him. He couldn’t even think straight. 

And he had a mind for more. Those tits were so inviting to his eyes and felt so good on his hands and tasted great. They felt really good on a certain something else though. As she was lying there, he shoved his cock in between them.

She was unbothered by it. It wasn't the first time he had fooled around with her breasts, and she smiled as she brought them around his big dick and took the head of his penis into her mouth. She moaned as she nursed the head, sucking out of the rest of his excess cum and tasting his goo mixed with her pussy juice.

He was just getting used to it when she surprised him with the power of her fellatio, bringing him to another quick nut. She made sure to swallow every last bit of it that she could, and then he was spent. He smiled. 

She looked up at him tenderly. She looked as evil as ever, but even a woman as devious as this one could look cute like this one. She stuck out her tongue, now free of cum. They kissed each other wearily before he took her off him and, standing up, sat her down on the chair he was sitting on, his cum pouring out of her. He pulled up his pants and getting his gun and putting it in the back hem of his pants, left his office. He had another arrangement to see through.

He went through his mansion. The sight of his men saluting him always filled his kingpin heart with pride and he made sure to admire his fine art paintings adorning the walls. He went to his private meeting room and shut the door behind him.

Waiting for him was Catalina. This girl still in her teens wasn’t well known yet, she hadn't met Carl Johnson or Claude, woe be to those poor souls. But she had fire and was eager to prove herself to him. And someone as crazy as her would do the job. There was always the plus side that if she got caught, nobody in their right mind would believe that someone as calculating and ruthless as Tommy Vercetti had sent a spitfire like her on a mission.

This job was no exception. She had sniped and murdered any potential threats to his power. So he trusted her with this latest assignment. And more importantly, this job was international. On paper trusting such an important task to someone as fiery as her sounded dangerous, but if she was caught, someone like her was not the type to make deals or talk under pressure. Not in Vice, not in a strange land either. Her instability worried him at first, but she was crazy and efficient, not crazy and incompetent like Diaz.

“Is it taken care of?” he said.

“Yeah it’s taken care of. I killed every one of those fucking mooks. Who the hell do you think I am?” He was about to ask her if it was true when she shoved him a bunch of photos. It was the heads of several big time politicians native to Central and South America. Enemies of his good friend Cortez who had come here to Vice for some much needed R&R from all their usual seedy underworld killings and backstabbings and instead get a taste of seedy underworld pussy. The best was made in the USA.

The colonel and him ran deep. It paid to have friends in the criminal underworld. And Tommy already was on the lookout for other gangs, he did not need anyone connecting these hits to him. He had an eye for an up and comer like her. Far away from Los Santos to find herself as she put it, her cousin Cesar would always be in the dark when it came to how crazy she was.

“You’ve got a way with words. But I’d watch it. Don’t forget where you are.”

“Don’t forget who you’re talking to pendejo! I killed enough of those Central American puta's to get sent to way more dangerous prisons you were in for twice your time! Harwood butcher, more like Harwood pussy!”

He cocked an eyebrow at her. His look was never overtly angry and instead only gave out shimmers of the potent rage he held underneath, but for that reason, it was always more terrifying than an overt look of rage. “Maybe I should take care of all my loose ends,” he said, advancing on her. He intended to pay her and be done with it, but now he had second thoughts. The high from that sweet lovemaking with Mercedes was wearing off, filling him with an all too familiar bloodlust. He reached behind for the piece he kept in the scuff of his pants.

“I was thinking the same thing!” She got up and kicked him right in the balls. Even a bigtime kingpin like Tommy Vercetti was weak in a certain place like any other guy. They liked to brag about their balls or whatever, but she always thought it was hilarious that the bigger they were, the harder they fell.

She quickly pushed him down so that he was on the floor. Before he could react she was right on top of him. He made to shout for his men but then he remembered that this room was soundproof. Despite this meeting being about political assassinations, he had talked with people about far more dangerous jobs involving local gangs vying for power just like he had once done himself. Those people scared him way more, but with his connections to Cortez, he could not take the risk that some gangster he never heard of in some Central American country he didn't even know would want to put out a hit on his head. The webs of power were long and deep.

Not that he much time to think about that though. As soon as he fell to the floor, his gun fell out of his back onto the floor and away from his hands. He reached for it but she grabbed his arm.

“I'm gonna treat you all nice and gentle okay?” she said, and reached down, undid his pants and pulled his penis out. He was still a bit sore after she hit him, but her handjob was so soft and nice that he was momentarily frozen from how good it felt.

That brief distraction was enough for her to overpower him. Before he knew it, she had gotten herself undressed and then he felt her hot and wet pussy on his dick. He gasped from how sweet she felt in comparison to both that kick she gave him as well as her overall spicy personality. He hated to admit it, but she felt way better than Mercedes.

He tried getting up, but she kept him down. She was still a teenager, barely indistinguishable from the other countless street thugs that made Vice City and so many other places like it their home, but her ferocity and spirit was more than a match for him. He was stronger than her but he could not hope to contend with her insanity. Not now, not ever.

She was already feeling really good, but the strength of her humps was become stronger. With him on the ground he was actually starting to become a little uncomfortable from the force of her riding him. He had no choice but to give it back to her just as good.

She actually smiled and that scared him most of all. The way she was rotating her hips to work his penis almost like she was a stripper in one of the clubs around town, he was no longer thinking of escaping and after doing it with Mercedes so good, he pumped right back into her so hard. No longer an unwelcome participant in this encounter, he grabbed her rammed her good. Just like with Mercedes, he was a beast when he was under a woman.

He grinned when she came on his dick. He always had a way with the ladies, even crazy bitches like this one. But unlike Mercedes, this she-devil was still riding him good and hard. She sounded weak, like some siren lost and pining for whatever poor sailor had caught her eye, yet anyone seeing her would have thought it was an act with the power of her fucking him. Then she came again.

Tommy grit his teeth. The pressure of her vagina was unreal, he never thought he could feel so weak. Between the sweetness of her teenage twat and the strength of her on top of him, he couldn't fuck her as hard as he wanted to. Like a wolf smelling blood, whatever act or even genuine emotion she had in her seemingly gentle smile faded totally as she looked down upon him and gave it to him even harder, completely immersed in her own pleasure and not sparing any concern for him.

She almost laughed as she cried out in dark euphoria. After two orgasms with Mercedes he hadn't been as hard as he liked. But the way she was using him, he was rising back to attention fast. Honestly intrigued, he just sat back and watched her go at it. 

She looked down at him. He knew he might in trouble but that wicked look in her eyes, that deranged smile, it spoke to something in him, and he just nodded in approval.

"Give me the best you got you little bitch."

Then she deliberately squeezed herself on him, harder than he had expected from her. It was enough to push him past his known limits. He let out a low breath when he came, his dick bursting his cum deep inside of her. Her crazy mood faded just as fast from feeling him nut inside her and she looked like a happy little girl who just got a pony. The two of them breathed hard and moaned as they settled into that mutual climax.

From that point on, Tommy would use her to dispatch of other threats to his power in Vice City. It was always a wash on what kind of payment she would take, whether it was cold hard cash or big hot dick. Fortunately Mercedes never found out. But after he dug up info on his new protege's background, he said he got word of a big score involving the Vagos back in Los Santos. She left without even saying a word. It wasn't true, but he had enough of her kind of crazy to last him a lifetime.