Having received another visa, I, at the invitation of my friend, went to visit him. As a hospitable host, he gave me another tour of the sights of the capital of the Baltic state, with the obligatory visit to drinking and entertainment venues. The year was 2003 or 2004, I do not remember exactly, but it does not matter.
Once again, after seeing the September beauty of the city, we headed to the bowels of the Roxy club. Almost always a club full of fun people, this day was, perhaps, empty than even half empty. Having drunk a couple of glasses behind the bar, we, as almost free people, set off in search of a female company. The night was apparently not ours. Most of the girls were with their cavaliers, and we didn’t absolutely fit into their plans. Having added a couple of glasses of beer to the body, my friend lost interest in this undertaking, and soon quietly left me, shaking my hand, leaving me in splendid isolation. Standing in the corner of the hall, I chose who would be able to make me a company for tonight. I did not see suitable candidates, and moved to another room.
Two girls stood near the bar, with glasses of beer in their hands, leisurely talking about something. When I was about to approach them, suddenly, like a little devil from a box, a young man materialized, one of them. Standing apart, I continued to watch them. As I understood, the one that was prettier was with her boyfriend, and her plump girlfriend was alone. Having chosen a convenient moment, I approached them. Exchanging a few words, we met.
- Sophia! - the pretty brunette held out her hand to me.
How strange it was when a woman stretched out her hand, as if we were in business negotiations.
“Zane,” the plump friend introduced herself to her.
In the meantime, a young man of one of them reappeared, assessing me very unfriendly and carefully.
I introduced myself.
- Alex! - the young man extended his hand to me.
I told them that I was a guest in their city, and it was boring to be alone at such a late hour.
I gave them a beer, and we stood behind the bar talking, mainly about Riga, and about the country as a whole. Alex, all the time somewhere disappeared, and appeared again, like a small club drug dealer.
I began to look closely at Zane. She was taciturn, and, unlike her friends, she spoke Russian very poorly, so badly that her friend constantly translated into Latvian almost everything I said. Here is a difficult equation that I had to solve that night, how to drag me to a hotel room, a girl who does not understand me. The girls were nineteen years old, they were friends, but they studied in different places. Sophia studied at the university, and her plump girlfriend for some reason chose a marine specialty. We continued to dance, drink and chat until half past three in the morning, when, suddenly, Alex appeared again, did not pick up his girlfriend, and they left leaving us alone. We circled in a rare slow dance, I hugged her around the waist, and wondered how to force events. She was completely not in my taste, but fate sent only her, and I did not intend to leave empty-handed.
- The main thing is to get involved in a fight, but we'll see! - as the great commander said.
To my surprise, she rather calmly reacted to my proposal to continue the meeting in the room, and after a couple of minutes the taxi driver dropped us off at the door of the hotel. Passing through the hollow empty hall, we took the elevator to the desired floor.
The room was quiet in the morning and dark. I turned on the wall light. A muffled light illuminated the room. I had a bottle of warm sparkling wine on the table, and opening it I poured it into glasses.
- For us! - I raised the glass up, looking into her eyes.
We drank champagne, I said something, she understood half of the words, which did not prevent her nodding in the affirmative. In this light, she even began to seem pretty pretty to me. I sat closer to her, and put my hand on my thigh. She did not lift her hand, and I continued to sit side by side, stroking her thigh. She looked at me waryly and attentively, which did not stop me, having caught a good moment to get a kiss at her. Our teeth funny knocked about each other at the same time. Initially, she pulled away, but after a few seconds, she kissed me. Putting the glass back on the table, I hugged it with one hand, and with the other without embarrassment, caressed through dense denim, her hips. The palm slid along the inside of the thigh, with a force pressing into her hidden slit. The hand slipped under the blouse, capturing her breasts. She did not resist allowing me to do this. Taking advantage of my freedom, I undid the bra hook, and now nothing prevented my fingers from enjoying the elasticity of her breasts. Without embarrassment, I squeezed her protruding nipples, at the same time feeling like a member began to move in my pants. Preferring not to tinker with the many buttons of the blouse, I pulled it over my head, revealing a wonderful view of her protruding breasts. Clinging my lips to them and gently biting my nipples, I finally heard the first soft moan coming out of her lips. It was a very good sign, and I began to move forward.
I tried to unbutton her jeans, but her fingers wouldn't let me do this.
I did not understand what was happening. She began to hastily explain something to me, and all I said was that she had periods.
- How? - I thought, starting to get angry, - why the hell did you go with me, you fool!
It didn't go according to plan, at least not according to my plan. There was only hope for her mouth. Unceremoniously, I unbuttoned my trousers and released the imprisoned prisoner to freedom. The blood-filled head glistened in the meager rays of the wall sconce, swaying with each heartbeat. I tried again to penetrate her panties, and I even managed to do it. More precisely, Zane let me make sure that she is not deceiving. Fingers stumbled on the gasket, and slipping on the wet hot sponges slightly plunged into her hole. Everything was very wet. Pulling out my fingers, I saw that they were richly covered in brown mucus.
Wiping my fingers on the bedspread, I stood up. I stood exactly opposite the girl. A member swaying a few inches from her face, very close to her plump lips.
- Take it in your mouth! - in an ordering voice I said.
To fulfill my request, she was not particularly in a hurry, but only squeezed a member in her palm, making several translational movements with her fingers. This was not enough for me, and I brought the member close to her lips so that the head rested on her closed lips. She tried to pull away, but I grabbed her hair again pressed his penis to his lips. I felt the heat of her lips and the excitement grew stronger and stronger. She tried to say something, and at that moment the head, hurting her teeth, completely hurt her mouth. Continuing stubbornness, she refused to suck, I had to try to move myself. I tried to fuck her mouth, several times plunging the penis almost to the throat. With obvious displeasure, she allowed me to do this for a while, silently shaking her breasts in time with my movements. Deciding to move a little faster, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in the penis, she purposely quite noticeably bitten.
I could not help but notice the smile on her face. I pulled out a sallow cock from a toothy trap.
- I do not want that! - With a terrible accent she said, enjoying my reaction.
A ringing slap erased a smile from her face, returning to reality. Now, with fright, she was looking at me, and taking advantage of her confusion, she again plunged the protruding member behind her cheek. Recovering, she bit me again.
I started to bother it. Dropping down, I grabbed her by the leg, and shook her out of them along with her panties. She naked helplessly fluttered on the bed, trying to close her shaved pubis with her fluffy hands. I stepped right through her and pressed the knees of her hand.
- Come on, suck! - I said in a cold and angry tone, - come on, bitch!
- Bite again - you will regret! - I added.
Without giving her time to think again, I pressed my head and began to masturbate her lips. She tried to free herself, but her legs rattled the air helplessly, and finally realizing that she had lost, opening her jaws, opened her mouth. Carelessly, I once again thrust my member, which was trembling with excitement, by almost half, and having picked up her head with my hand, with quick movements moving her, I quickly brought the orgasm closer. She mumbled something inarticulate, when a hot jet of sperm suddenly flew into her mouth. Fearing that she would bite me again, I quickly extracted a pulsating member, and new and new trickles covered her lips, cheeks, eyes, forehead and hair. Her hands remained pressed against my knees, and she could not even wipe her eyes closed and her lips thickly covered with seed. I did not let her go too quickly, enjoying her beautiful and helpless look, spreading the sperm on the puffy lips of an intractable student still firmly in her lips.