Brazian brothers …

I went to support a friends performance in the city and the show was incredible, but what followed, is I think by far the most exciting encounter I think I’ve ever had…

I had left the venue after the show and was waiting outside, about to book my Uber. I was approached by two extremely hot gentleman. Introducing themselves as brothers from Brazil. I was cheeky and made them show their ID to prove they were siblings as I didn’t believe them. They weren’t lying! They were 22 & 33.

They held a conversation well and made me laugh, I think we knew where this was going. Physical contact was minimal, but the lust from all parties was extremely evident.

The brothers invited me to come with them, we walked, the conversation was cheeky and suggestive, while eye contact would linger with desire. On arrival a code was needed for door entry, it was upstairs to a club I that hadn’t been to before, still in the city though, and it was completely vacant. We passed through the bar and went upstairs. The Brazilian music as we entered the room was loud, there were lounges, mood lighting and the brothers were verrry attentive.

I made myself comfortable on the lounge, loosening the laces to my boots. The eldest brother sat beside me and spanked me, only to be called a bitch by this little bratty sub... I asked if his brother can do it better; Antagonising them both against each other was fuel to the fire. The chemistry was electric!

We couldn’t take it any more, both brothers started to take my clothes off as we made out. Hands were everywhere. My mini skirt was gone, and my panties too.. I was getting so wet and they were both hard. I dropped to my knees. The older brother just kept saying ‘fuuuuhk’ as I took every inch of him in. When you moan while I have you deep in my throat, I only want you more!

‘I’ll take good care of you’ the little brother says as he peels me away from his sibling. They speak in their native tongue before big bro disappears. A socials stalk shows that his wifey would be glad he left. Naughty!!

The younger brother takes ahold of my body and lays me on one of the lounges, again he says ‘I’ll take good care of you’ as he slides his fingers into my wet pussy. I squirt everywhere!!! There’s only one other person who can make this happen, so I was genuinely caught off guard.

He holds my face firmly, with piercing eye contact, ‘you’re such a sexy little slut’ look at the mess you’ve made. I smirk, telling him that it’s only going to get a lot messier. He lost it, getting up from laying beside me, rapidly flinging my legs towards my head out of pure desire, thrusting himself deep inside me while holding my thick thighs to the sides.

With every thrust I gasp and my eyes widen, it excites him, but it’s not a performance. He is huge and I can barely take him but he’s not even fully hard yet!

The way he picks me up and fucks me while straddled around his waist, or the way he threw me around the room, spanking, chocking, throat fucking me. While being the sweetest guy at the same time. The way he held my body made me feel like the sexiest human alive!

We had been playing for hours by this point, the sun was up. I start to find my panties first, but out of no where he grabs me and takes me to the bathroom with a firm hand holding the back of my neck to direct me. His eagerness drove me wild. Positioning me up against the black marble walls and into the mirror.

Look at yourself, you fucking slut! I licked the mirror and grin back at his reflection. Harder, I say. Being caught off guard has me waaaay too heightened and dripping again. Another round.

I go to find my skirt, he grabs me again. Throwing me on the lounge, I squirt everywhere… Again! It’s dripping all over my legs at this stage… I go to clean myself in the bathroom, he appears again. His eyes mean business. I want to fill you with every drop. Do it, I say. He slaps me, grabs my hips and spins me around. I nearly trip because I’ve made everywhere so damn wet and now the floor is slippery. He enters me. I moan, but he covers my mouth. I cum again and again.

As we’re actually getting dressed, he puts his shirt on. It says staff from the night club we venue we are in, it just keeps getting better. We exchange socials and do the polite goodbyes, all I can hope is that I’m not too wet for Uber ride home. Bruises were already starting to show and it made me smirk, I was so tired, but still on such a high from the nights excitement.

My friends say I’m grounded, but I sent him a voice note to say thank you for the fun and memories x