It was obvious to her from the first words out of my mouth that I didn't really understand any part of her language.
It's not the easiest one in the world to say the least. but from the way she smiled or rather smirked at me and didn't walk away, I gathered she was interested in what I had to say. I held her by her hand as we talked or didn't talk and kept inching her closer to my body. The music in the nightclub was far too loud and most of my ramblings were lost to beats and electronic sounds.
After a minute of just smiling at each other I managed to get her within inches of my face. I try to order mixed drinks at the bar when I'm on a pussy hunt so at least my breath smells like orange juice or black licorice instead of beer. It paid off tonight as she decided she like the smell and the taste of me. We kissed for at least five minutes. She was quite the fan of tongue and pushed my kissing to its limits.
I'm not sure if she just liked black men, or if tonight I had the right combo of looks, style, game and lucky to get this far, but it didn't matter, I had one thing in mind.
Apparently I was thinking far too much about it because the next few minutes consisted mainly of her pawing playfully at my crotch while I groped her ass and hips. It was unclear if I had properly explained that I wanted to take her to my hotel room and fuck the shit out of her, so I decided to test it and go for the door. Not letting go of her hand was more or less the universal signal and she was soon in tow. As we headed out I passed some friends from work who were buried in their travel dictionaries trying to get through to some seriously hot girls at the bar. So much for the learning process. I waved on our way out just to be polite..
She rattled something off to our taxi driver and I sat there like a dumb-ass pretending to understand. He replied what I understood to be a question to her and she took my hotel key from my pocket. That must have cleared up the matter because we were soon in lip lock and on our way to the place.
After some hardcore foreplay in the backseat we made it to our destination.
As soon as the elevator door shut we went into high gear. I held her against the back of the elevator as I probed her mouth and lavished her neck.
Her pleasure was in the language of moans and pants as she now gripped one hand around my dick and rubbed my chest with the other. I wanted to see how far I could push this so on our short ride up I managed to get half of one hand in her pants, around her panties and in her shaved pussy. She was so wet I easily slid two finger in her without ever getting her zipper all the way down. The other hand had been gently tugging and was now wrestling with her beautiful nipples. This girl was on fire.
We fell into the doorway and she wasted no time getting her pants down around those sexy hips and ass. I was up to knuckle number two in her cunt. she was going to make this really fucking hot, I could tell. We continued our tongue battle. We managed to call a truce long enough to pull shirts over heads and then the war was on again. God she had a great body. Full c cups and a nice round ass that would make any mans mouth water.
I dropped just low enough to kiss my way around her neck as she fumbled with my belt...seeing her round perfect tits in the bra was too much and I had to have a taste.
I pulled the front of her lacy cups just low enough to get both nipples in an alternating tongue bath...her moans got louder and turned to "yeas"...her nipples tasted like strawberries and felt just as hard....I had tried to maneuver her towards the bed but she seemed to really enjoy doing all this on the wall.