Forbidden Surprise — Kandi Kaye

The flight to Alexandria was long. The excitement of making her dream trip to Egypt had finally gotten the best of her. The long journey had exhausted her and she was ready for a long hot bath. As she stepped into the lobby of the lavish hotel Brandy was immediately enchanted.

Behind the front desk was a short Egyptian girl. No more than a fresh and supple 22 or 23 with the most dazzling emerald eyes. They stood out from her olive complexion as the light danced and sparkled on the golden flecks inside them. All of her features were exotic with a long, straight Mediterranean nose and thick, cupids-bow lips. Even with the hijab covering her head, neck and her body drowned in drapes of clothing, she was indeed a pleasure to behold.

Brandy smiled and the girl smiled back brightly. “Marhaba!” The Egyptian said welcoming her warmly. “I am certain you will enjoy your stay here. If there is anything we can do for you , please let us know. We want your stay with us here in Egypt to be memorable. Please sign here Miss Pippin.” She slid over the document and Brandy quickly signed.

“Oh, and its Brandy, Brandy is fine.” She looked directly into those eyes and thought that not even the sometimes cat-headed Egyptian Goddess Bast could have more captivating eyes. “Is that right?” she asked.

“Yes. Yes it is.” The young girl smiled, taking the paper and stamping it.

“Well, Fatima is a beautiful name and I must say, you have really pretty eyes.” Brandy did not let her eyes move from hers as she waited to see her response. Bashful and shy yet determined to meet her eyes with her own she said, “Thank you. And I love your golden hair. I’ve always wanted your color but…” She trailed off pointing at the scarf like hijab that was attractively wrapped around her head, neck and shoulders.

“You could still do it. I mean you don’t have always to wear that, do you?” The sultry lobby girl only smiled in resignation. “I mean, maybe you could just try it out and see if it suits you, ya know?” This time Fatima smiled a deeper, sweeter smile. It was smile that was not made for mere hotel guests. Brandy saw it. It was only a flash but she was certain she saw it. It was a fondness sweeter than honey. The attraction was instantaneous and undeniable.

“I think you should see the sea from the balcony. I upgraded your room.” She flashed the smile again as she reached out. She thought the girl had brushed her hand a little more than incidentally when she handed her the room key. Did she? Perhaps it was only her now quite heated wanting. Ah, it was most definitely a fantasy she would indulge in tonight she thought as she spun briskly around feeling revived.

In the room she picked at some fresh fruit then flounced down on the lusciously comfortable bed before deciding to call her friend Seth who lived there. Fatima was right about the view. From the bed she could see straight through the French doors that opened to an ornately railed balcony. The Mediterranean was like churning turquoise and blue glass.

“ Hello.” Came a male voice that answered her call.

“Sethy, it’s me. I’m here!” She exclaimed popping a cherry into her mouth while propping her head up on her elbow to get just a perfect view of the ocean outside. “I am so excited!” She explained to him. “I can’t believe I’m finally here. And you know, I haven’t thought about Daniel since I boarded the plane.”

Seth had been her co-worker and good friend for years until he was transferred to Alexandria. She missed him but his absence had become the opportunity of a life time for her as well. He’d gotten her an interview with the Egyptian Division of Tourism.

“Well, firstly I am sorry I couldn’t meet you at the airport. There is plenty of work here.” He laughed and sighed at the same time. “And you’re not showing it but I know you must be sad. I mean 5 years is not exactly a short relationship. I know you loved him. But, I am sure you will find someone in no time. You’re beautiful, smart and any guy would be crazy not to wanna have an epic love story with you!” Seth said enthusiastically.

“Oh, that reminds me! There is this girl at the lobby desk… oh she is so incredibly beautiful. I mean she just took my breath away.” She had been bi-sexual as long as she could remember. For Brandy, sexual attraction was chemistry based but she did enjoy beautiful women.

“Oh, really? Well, you better be very careful here. This is a predominantly Muslim country. Same sex, sex is forbidden. You may deeply offend someone. And in the least be promptly sent home.” Seth snickered half serious and half not.

After planning their excursions for the following day, Brandy peeled away the clothes from her tired body. She had long, shapely legs for her 5’5 frame. They tapered smoothly into her plump and bubbled ass cheeks. Her soft hands traveled gently over her rounded hips then sloped inward and back out again when they found her round, fleshy mounds with their tightly perked nipples. She traced each one while imagining them to be Fatima’s, darker and slightly longer than her own pale pink buds.

She loved her body and never made any apologies for fucking herself. In fact, she loved it and now, in front of the giant mirror in her room was no exception. Remembering Fatima, the enticing thought of what was under all of the garb she wore set her pussy on fire. She could see her thick body, petite, plump and firm. Brandy’s own skin was much more pale then the Egyptians and the thought of both shades meshing and pressing together made her pussy swell. She imagined them welded together cunt to cunt. Now she hungered for her like a starving lioness on the African plain. She would devour every inch of her.

Stepping close to the mirror now, her slippery, hot hole begged for attention. As she slid her hand down to her baby smooth mound she pressed her sexy, fat lips against the glass. Kissing herself as she felt the cool smoothness against the hot skin of her lips. Instinctively her mouth opened and her soft reptilian tongue snaked out to meet itself. “Mmhhh…” she moaned heavily, exhaling to form a foggy spot on the glass. “Ahhh, yesss… I love you no matter what and fuck him for not.” Brandy whispered breathily.

She wasted no time letting her right finger find its way between the two fleshy folds of her flower. Her clit, swollen and stretching in every direction was insisting on attention. Even at the first taunting with her fingertip, it demanded more. “Ah yeah, baby.” She moaned to herself through another long, sloppy tongue kiss. The mirror blurred and dripping with her saliva she slid down to the plush, plumb colored carpet. She quickly parted her legs so she could admire her beautiful pussy with its fresh pink innards. “Wider baby.” She whispered to herself as she pulled her knees further apart and back.

Seeing her pale skin contrast with the dark carpeting, viewing her aroused hole was more than she could stand. Her middle finger plunged into the well of juices that were flowing from her hole. Her hips bucked upward meeting her deep thrusts as she worked herself. Pumping in and out she watched her body move. She twisted, she humped and with each thrust she became wilder and more wanton. “Oh yeah, mmmhh… fuck yourself, fuck me…” Her moans were hard as she worked two fingers deep into her cunt canal. “Yessss…” She hissed at her image in the mirror. “ Do it bitch. Fuck that pretty pussy.”

She wanted the Egyptian girl. She wanted her with a fervor she had not felt in so long. She imagined smelling a spicy musk. Oh, how she lusted for this. How she wanted to feel her tight, fat pussy contracting around her tongue and fingers at the moment of her sensuous and juicy climax. Spewing forth her molten cunt lava with every hard contraction Brandy was going to consume her.

As she continued her self fuck, she found herself flat on her back but now she was rubbing her clit with her left hand as she plunged in and out of her own fuck hole. Soon mere finger fucking wasn’t enough she needed something more. She needed the ache from a deep hard fuck. The deep hard twisting motions of a good fisting were exactly what she craved.

She considered it momentarily as she imagined doing this to Fatima. She closed her eyes and saw herself slowly, gently opening her tight little cunt hole. Working, working her fingers into her one by one, hearing the hot girl whimper and moan, but spreading her legs for more, stretching until Brandy was able to get her hand inside and ball up a nice tight fist. As she did so Fatima released a deep guttural sound that made Brandy suddenly suck in a sharp breath and feel the first wave of her ferocious orgasm begin. The first spasm was sharp and so violent it was almost painful. Her stomach tightened, and she let out an animal grunt through clenched teeth. The waves came quickly after that raising her to a height in self-lust she had not previously known. “Oh my god! Yes, yes! Oh, fuck yes!” Her hips moved like a machine as she worked through her cum. She pumped through it thinking only of her new fascination.

As it ebbed now, she felt herself relax into a slower rhythm until soon she was still. The room was quiet and she could hear her own breathing. She could feel her heart as it still pounded and her pussy as it tried to comprehend the new level of ecstasy it had just experienced. She too was in awe of the raw power exhibited by her body. And even more perplexing was where it had come from. Sure it was her own but it was spurned forth by this new creature she had discovered. “Fatima…” She whispered and then smiled a shy mischievous smile.

The girl was forbidden. And this prohibition was advertised by the covering of her body. Not even a strand of hair was allowed to show. And though she had an intensely erotic look she also saw a sincere innocence in her dazzling cat eyes. The tender, dark tinted lips seemed to not know a kiss but long for its touch. Her large, full breasts were ripe and seemed to push forth under her clothing as though to burst through at any moment for caressing.

Brandy’s longing seared through her now. The fire of her desire reached a white hot peak and she wanted another go at her wanton cunt. But Fatima was downstairs and that was something she wanted much more. Egypt was already so much more beautiful than she’d ever dreamed. And it was becoming so much more than she could have ever hoped.