Sao Paulo Reports

**Steve 9696** · 03-31-20 02:08

OK so here is the final chapter. We stayed in touch after this but she soon got engaged and it was bittersweet to see her so happy with him (pro-tip following your girl on Instagram has the potential to break your heart! In the end I am super happy for her. I care for her and wish her the best. Strangely my first Scandallo girl, Karina, got engaged a month after we were together. So if you know any girls that want to get engaged they should hook up with me!

Anyhow here tis. Still my most magical experience to date. But it won't stay that way — I am determined to exceed it!

Where we left off we just finished her birthday dinner at Chichettis and were looking to go dance.

Little did I know when I suggested we might go dancing I had hit the hot button. First we went walking. We just wandered hand-in-hand like a couple in love and found Chinatown and wandered the streets together. Eventually we found some street performers and I got the first glimpse of what a human whirlwind this girl is. Her English gets better when she drinks and suddenly she is engaging with the street performers and onlookers — "That is amazing. You are so pretty. What's your name?" She is just so outgoing and engaging.

Eventually we ask about for a good dance club and end up at Bar Soho.

This is where I get the second — but still reserved — view of her goddess-like magnetism. As we are dancing in the club she is just so free and on fire. She is dancing mostly with me but suddenly she is dancing with another girl or maybe another guy — it's quite crowded. She is really a highlight on the floor. I get a little jealous but I shrug it off. It is electric being with her.

When slow songs come on, we go in, hip to hip, and just swing and DFK. Sigh. The best. She is really on her good behavior when I suggest we pack it in around 1 AM and we head back.

Back in the room she literally pushes me on the bed and says I will do a strip tease for you. And sure enough she does the sexiest strip and then climbs on me and pushes me on my back. Of course the DFK is legendary -- I could kiss her 24 x7 and never get bored. We have lots of fun but what I remember most is her taking charge -- just pushing me down and blowing the fuck out of me. Then riding me like a blue-ribbon cowgirl. I can still visualize her biting her lip as she rides towards an O.

Had to move her to a different hotel the next day because I was, as far as my work knows, "staying" in a different city, so I was footing the bill for her room in London. Had a definite hiccup that day. She went to see a friend in London and when I got back to the hotel at 11 PM she wasn't there! I'the already paid the full allowance for the week and I thought OMG she ditched me!

After a bunch of angst, she finally got in contact and said she would be there soon. This was on Brasileira time (where being an hour late is being on time) and so about 12:15 she shows up. I had remembered earlier that this is just a Brazilian thing (Carolina was an hour late to our second date — same thing) and decided to not make a big deal. Sure enough she bops out of the Uber all smiles and giggles like nothing is wrong and indeed nothing is in fact wrong. She is here and the world is right again.

Tiny little room. Barely room for a bed. We both get naked and do various things but what I remember best was this interesting modified mish. I was trying to do her in mish but a little too soft after a long day. Rather than traditional mish where I do all the work, she pushes me up on my knees and arches her back so her butt is in the air and she starts fucking the hell out of me. I don't really understand how she did it to this day but it was like a strong cowgirl riding from the bottom! She's a fucking wizard! And she had this smile the whole time as she rode me to a strong finish inside her.

Tuesday I came back late by train again and she was a good girl in apologetic mode -- she was in the room a half hour before I got there. I got there about 10:30 and suggested we go dancing. She was like "really?" And I said yes. Wow she lit up like fireworks. And off we went back to Bar Soho to start.

We danced there for a while, but when we were on a smoke break, there was one of those bicycle rickshaws waiting at the curb. We'the seen several of these but this one was decked out in pink fur with Drake and Kanye blasting out of a custom sound system. The driver is very cool and lets us take some pics and poses and then we go for a spin. He takes us all over and really this was close to a trip highlight. Zooming around London, my best girl on my arm. At one point we shoot a little music video of her dancing on the sidewalk to KIki Do you Luv Me. I probably watch it weekly. I am such a sap but it just makes me happy -- she's just such an amazing force of life and fuck she is beautiful.

After wrapping the video, we ask for a bigger, more happening club and he takes us to The Zoo. Wow. Great vibe. We dance upstairs for quite a while and then the upstairs closes and we move to the basement, where it turns out the party is even more off the hook. This is where Thifany becomes totally alive and I see the true party-girl goddess that she is.

We dance like maniacs and she finds a drink she likes — Midori and Red Bull and it just gets crazier and crazier. She is the life of the party and by inference so am I. She brings people into our dance circle and it's girl on girl guy with guy, whatever goes. But, just like the night before, I start to feel that jealous pang -- why is she dancing with others?

I consider this quite seriously while dancing away and realize that I can sit here and stew or I can join the party. I mean what the fuck am I jealous about? Dance with my girl all you want, but she's going home with me! So I put the jealousy aside because I realize this-is-who-she-is — and wow, it changes my whole perspective. Once I get past this I have the time of my life. I am even learning how to pull the wallflowers into our mosh pit. It is just electrifying. I remember distinctly thinking around 2 AM that this is the most fun I've had in my entire life!

It is so obvious she is the WOW girl that I get no less than three people commenting to me:

Guy — Dude she's with you? Goddamn you are lucky. She is so fucking hot!

Girl — Man you need to put a ring on that!

Guy — Did you come with your daughter?

Me — Ha. She's my girlfriend!

Guy — What? Man, you are the man. Mad props!

We party till they kick us out at 3:30 AM and head back home for another hot session but we are both pretty beat. Some nice 69 and finish with her spectacular BJ and me FIV.

Oh I am reminded we had another little rough spot that night. There is this African guy that bums smokes off us and come to find out he is selling ecstasy and she wants some. I say no way — I don't like this guys vibe. She eventually agrees but gives me the cold shoulder for a half hour or so.

It is funny because we talk about this later and it turns out, it wasn't about the drugs. She was mad at me for giving away stuff so easily! — I told the guy take 3 cigs. I tossed the bartender a 20 £ tip after quite a few rounds of excellent service in a busy club. She was mad at me for spending so freely! I guess she comes from a different economic situation!

So on Wednesday I was able to get off work around 3 and we were able to get back to our big comfy room at the business hotel across town. We went shopping for souvenirs and had another funny moment. She confessed she wasn't sleeping well because of my snoring so we were going to get earplugs while out shopping. At one point she says we need to remember to get "tampons" and I think OH SHIT of all times to get her period. But it turns out it was just a translation error! She means EARPLUGS! Whew!

She loves seafood, so for dinner we pick out a great seafood restaurant. Unfortunately they don't have scallops but they have crab and she says she loves it. She is going to order this big crab. I tell her it's super messy and are you sure. She says yes, I will have the crab.

When it comes, they of course bring a nutcracker. She says "for what?" and I patiently explain they are for cracking the legs. She says "don't need. " And she sticks a leg in her mouth, cracks it with her back teeth and sucks the meat out, slurping and all. OMG it is the sexiest thing on the planet. Her mouth is her finest feature and watching it in action for a half hour is breathtaking.

At one point I comment it's very sexy and she says "not sexy" in her incredibly sexy Portuguese accent which is very sexy itself!. And this becomes a little joke back and forth. So sexy. Not sexy. So sexy. Not sexy. God she is beautiful.

That night, we plan to head straight to the basement of The Zoo. As we approach the club there is a huge line. But the bouncer sees us and waves us to the front. Obviously they were paying attention! They open the VIP rope and send us right in. (Still pay the cover) Wow. King of the world -- and you know I love that!

I have really gotten the hang of being the center of attention and making the party happen. We have our own little mosh pit of admirers going. I am even dancing with other guys if the flow goes there and suddenly it is no big deal. She's even cured my touch of homophobia!

In addition to further spectacular dancing till the wee hours, we get fish and chips from across the street at 1:30 AM and feed it to each other outside the club on the steps. It's memories like this that stick with you.

With her spectacular magnetism, we gather a group of new friends and go looking for an after party at 3:30 AM. But with nothing open, some guys go for a beer run and we end up just partying on the street till 5 AM. I really can't describe what a force of nature this girl is -- the party just happens wherever she is. .

Thursday is our last day and we do touristy London stuff like shop and go to the big Ferris Wheel called the London Eye. It is so fun to just kick around with this doll on my arm. I buy her a couple little birthday gifts but frankly she is pretty low maintenance putting stuff back as way too expensive.

She has this amazing model-like capability of changing her look. She is sort of Latina with some black mixed in somewhere maybe way back. She bought some track pants with zirconia down the legs and some big glasses. She teams this up with a wife beater T-shirt (no bra — hasn't worn one the whole trip. She has a perfect firm be cup) and a backwards ball cap and she is a girl from the hood. She totally rocks this look Thursday night.

We are headed to The Zoo again and I get another glimpse that she is not so young and naive. One of the guys we met the night before, can also supply X and I tell her it would be OK but she should not buy any to take back on the plane. She says why not? I explain about drug sniffing dogs and all, feeling I've made an important lesson. She says "it's no problem. I will put it in my pussy and my pussy smells way more than drugs!" LOL I about fell off the bed. Not so naive after all. Fortunately that doesn't pan out.

Before going to The Zoo, we are walking down the street and she says (I shit you not). "I've had such a good time. If you want to do this again I won't charge you anything. " I could never let her do that but wow the way it makes me feel.

Tonight we go to Zoo and not only do they wave through the VIP they comp our entry and wave us all the way in! True royalty. We have another great night, then go to an after party club till 4:30 Friday morning. We end up leaving because she says she was throwing up. But trooper she is, when we get back, we still have some epic sex and a CIM finish. Now that is a girl dedicated to your happiness. Barf up one minute and take a load of CIM the next.

Unfortunately we are winding it down from here. We have to get up at 9:30 and are still pretty hungover. We know we want to get one more quickie in, so we get some coffee and croissants from a nearby cafe and come back to the room for a final session. Honestly, it's not the best as I am worrying about missing our flights and I struggle to keep the focus. I do like the part where she is slowly slurping my dick and says "hmmm like an ice cream cone. " Watching her suck cock with those gorgeous lips will be forever etched in memory. Despite the flight worries, somehow I bless her with a hot load in her mouth. I am such a nice guy.

Parting at the airport is epically hard and on the plane I literally shed tears (she says she did too). It is like heroin withdrawal — the high is so high — coming down is tragically hard. Took me a couple weeks to even get my head back in the game. And thus ends the Thifany saga. Hope you enjoyed it!

**Steve 9696** · 03-30-20 22:12

Originally Posted by Kelso1 [View Original Post]

To Steve 9696.

You are the man. What I liked most about your post was your courage. You saw what you wanted and you did not hold back.

Can't wait for the finish of your adventure.

Thanks Kelso, Cane, and others for the kind words. I enjoy writing up my adventures makes it easier to relive them. Must have read the Thifany story a hundred times. I get more than just value at the time of experience! LOL.

That said, to balance the Thifany story I do have a cautionary tale where I tried to repeat it with a girl from Buenos Aires, and ended up with a broken heart and out $2500! That said, my glass half full attitude pays off spectacularly at least 90% of the time. And my time with Valentina (20 year old Peruvian hottie the one that dumped me) was still totally worth it. I spent 20 hours with her over three days including her inviting me to a sex club, which was mind blowing!

Last Thifany installment coming up! It was the best part IMO. As u will see all the pain and trouble is about getting true GFE 24x7 not just a few hours in the sack. I have become addicted to it — been able to replicate for several hours to an overnight with several Seeking Arrangement girls. But still looking to repeat the Thifany home run! I enjoy the pursuit!

**Kelso1** · 03-30-20 13:33

To Steve 9696.

You are the man. What I liked most about your post was your courage. You saw what you wanted and you did not hold back.

Can't wait for the finish of your adventure.

**The Cane** · 03-30-20 12:51

Steve, you have more patience and resolve than I do hombre. I like bedding these pretty tutes down just as much as the next guy, but there's no way in hell I'm going through that kind of stress and drama from one of these chicks. Only to have her eventually dump you and disappear too after a free trip (and an extra expensive one for you too) all the way to London? Not happening here. A key reason why I like mongering is the power it gives me to bang pretty girls without all of the "girl drama", whatever it may be. So, no way would I ever try to play like you do. Now, I have flown a couple of "regular" women (non-tutes) to be with me, but that was over a very short distance (like an hour or so by air) in the same country, and it cost me relatively little out of my pockets. But hell yeah you do tell your story so well! Quite interesting and looking forward to reading the rest of it!

**Steve 9696** · 03-30-20 00:27

So recall in Part 1 that we had just had cake for breakfast (common in SP!) at the hooker late night buffet and parted ways.

She gives me her number and we stay in touch on WhatsApp. All the Brazilian girls have WhatsApp so I had them send me pics and such. But somehow the interaction with Thifany is special. She's on my mind the whole trip and beyond. Back home she sends me a few professional pics (she is a model or at least trying to be one) and wow. I feel like the king having bedded that goddess.

Chatting starts pretty slow and I say I had such a great time with her. She writes back and says she had a great night too best night of her life. We'll surely that is BS but it feels great. A couple days into our chat, I say "I know this is kinda crazy but would you ever join me on a business trip" She says she'the love to! I say maybe London or Vegas. She says it doesn't matter as long as I'm with you. Again I know it's a bit of hyperbole, but damn it feels good!

So we start planning and I consult various experts on sugar baby dating for the watch outs there are plenty. The first experts tell me whatever you do don't send her money for her plane ticket. She will just grab and go. Others say no you should pay her cash for her ticket. If she takes the money and runs valuable lesson learned without getting emotionally engaged. Turns out I kinda did both.

I decide to send her the money. But she says she has never booked a ticket online before and can I do it for her. I say yeah but I will need to know your real name and your passport number and all that. She immediately texts me a photo of her passport page. What? She is so young and free and naive. Good thing I am a nice guy.

Earlier when chatting she says she will have her birthday with me in London and she is so excited. I figure this is a bunch of escort BS who the fuck wants to have their birthday with an old man they hardly know? Well I guess she does, because when I get her passport I see she is not joking. She will turn 23 on the Monday of our trip together! So I need to make sure it's special.

The couple weeks leading up to our rendezvous are quivering with excitement. I am sneaking out on various errands at night just to check my burner phone and see what she just texted me. I am like a fucking teenager but it feels good.

Then, the appointed day comes but holy crap the drama. I have arranged our flights to line up. So I am at the airport waiting for my outbound leg and she is at her connection city So Paulo. I should have figured something was up when she was texting me and should have boarded already.

Well I get to my connecting city and I have a WhatsApp of her bawling her eyes out and that she missed her connecting flight. My scam radar is on high alert but I can't think of anything that really could be going on. I tell her I will look into another flight. Geez this is dicey. I am sitting on the floor between connections and talking to the agent. For $1500 I can get her another flight. I obviously seriously consider just bagging it all that is a ton of money but she was so sad and I was pretty devastated too.

So I pull the trigger, but the drama does not end there. Since I am buying a ticket for someone else, they need a photo of my drivers license to prove I am who I say I am. I am REALLY careful about keeping all this private so doing that was really out of the question. But I did it anyhow! I was all in.

Ticket issued but she will arrive 5 hours later at London City airport coming from Porto Portugal. But the drama does not end there!

Our additional complication is that neither of us has a European data plan so we can only communicate on Wifi. At the hotel I am able to confirm she made her connection woohoo! But when I show up at LC their wifi does not work. I am waiting for her and trying to get it but no luck. People are coming out but not her. People are coming from her flight but not her. I check the counter. They won't tell me if she was on the flight private info.

I am sooooo frustrated. I think OMG after all this she is not coming. I think all I can do is leave and find a bar somewhere and get on WiFi and regroup. Just as I am leaving, there she is all smiles and hugs and OMG she looks AMAZING! I kid you not that she is a model.

So we get one of those big London cabs and are way in the back. We start a little touching and light kissing and next thing you know we are DFKing like teenagers again in the back of the cab! This is one of the things I love most about her. All the girlfriends I've ever had have that American inhibitions thing going on "not now honey, someone might see" Not Thifany. If she wants to make out we are going to make out doesn't matter where.

The other great thing in the cab is her 22 ness. She is like a school girl. "Oh my god, look at that. It is soooo beautiful. " Seeing London through her eyes is just intoxicating.

Sooo much to cover in London. I will just hit the highlights. The summary is it could have been an awkward weird mess staying with someone you've know a total of Five hours. But instead it is completely awesome.

So I have work out of town on Monday and won't be "home" until 11 PM so we decide to have her birthday dinner Sunday night just a few hours after she arrived. We hit a couple stores on Regent street briefly and then head to Chichettis for dinner. Great seafood tapas. Turns out scallops are both are favorites and we have some brilliant ones and all the other stuff was good too. I have the waiter bring a chocolate cupcake with a candle for her birthday. She is pretty stoked.

I think the waiter was very amused watching us with English Portuguese and Google Translate (and probably amusedly noting our 30 year age difference). It should have been awkward but it was awesome.

Little did I know when I suggested we might go dancing I had hit the hot button and the next four days would be non-stop dancing and drinking till 3 Am every night. With fab sex before or after. But that's all happening in Part 3! Stay tuned.

**SexInCity** · 03-29-20 23:39

Originally Posted by Steve9696 [View Original Post]

This is part one of the story where I meet her at a Boate outside Campinas. Stay tuned for remainder.

Another master piece! Thanks Steve for sharing!

SiC.

**HarvestBoi** · 03-29-20 19:03

Originally Posted by Rovnak [View Original Post]