Lost My Innocence Abroad

I remember reading parts of Mark Twain's Innocence Abroad. I always thought it was kind of lame, considering how much we travel these days. But we are all innocent until we are not. My innocence was about older women. I was 30 and we had a branch in bum fuck Egypt and I was flying over on the overnight flight. Beside me in coach, in one of those two seats by the window thing, was a woman in her late thirties or forties. She wore a skirt on the plane which I thought was strange because it gets so cold. She was a talker and we talked a lot and she kept grabbing my hand to get my attention. Her skirt had moved up to the point that her panties were showing and she caught me looking at her panties, she apologized and pulled her skirt down.

She was working with her sister in law who had a store selling original all cotton stuff and she was on her way to Egypt to buy some towels, sheets, and things like that. She had never been, in fact it was her first trip abroad. She told me she was scared about customs and if I could walk her through, tell her what to do. Me being the experienced one. When we got through customs and had collected our bags and were out of customs, I had a car waiting sent by the company, she told me she didn't know where to stay. Well, standing there right outside the airport I told her she should ride with me and find a room at my hotel.

We checked in and she got a room and she checked to see what room I had and gave me her room number and she asked if I would take her to dinner. I had plans, the normal plans were get there, shit, shower and shave and go to the office. I told her fine, I had to turn down the office. I told her I would be back around 6 and we could have a drink and just eat in the hotel, usually you fall right to sleep after dinner when you are jet lagged. When I got back to my hotel there was a little bag from the g*ft shop hanging on the door. A pair of panties, not new, the panties she had on worn the plane.

Don't ask me why because it just happened, I took the panties out of the bag and smelled them and I got a boner right then, straight up, I smelled her panties and felt like masturbating. I usually did after a long overseas flight. I stood at the window with the panties in my hand with my boner out of my pants just stroking and smelling the panties. The knock on the door shocked me, I wasn't expecting it. I tossed he panties on the dresser, got my boner back in my pants and went to the door and there she was, in a short dress and red shoes and all made up.

She came into the room and sat straight on the bed. Her skirt quite high on her hips, her panties clearly visible, her pubic hair sticking out of the sides. She fell back on her back and her legs opened up just enough that the panties pulled into her crack. She looked at me, stared at me, followed me with her eyes, asked me if I liked my surprise, and kicked off her shoes and opened her legs, exposing much of her pussy and the fabric slipping into her crack. She said two words, "eat me".

She didn't wait for me to make a move, she slipped her panties off and tossed them at me and spread her legs wide apart, and before dinner treat she said. "Eat me and make it count". Her pussy was so wet, I dug in as deep as I could, she grabbed my head and took my mouth onto her clit and after she came she told me to fuck her and don't be nice. Half way through the fuck she told me she wanted it in the ass, she turned over and got on her knees and leaned down and grabbed a pillow and told me to plow her a new asshole, just shove it in and fuck her.

I lay on my back while she washed my dick with a wet warm cloth, she was still in her dress, and she sat on my chest, her pussy open in my eyes. She told me she liked dick, hard dick, before leaning forward and sitting on my face. I had to move my head back to breathe and she worked her clit over my mouth and face and she told me I could stick my finger in her ass.

The one thing I knew was that I wasn't in charge, she was and she knew what she was doing and she wasn't held back, She had a pussy and a clit and an ass and she wanted to be fucked. After my second round, this time in her pussy, she asked if I wanted to see some tits, and she lowered the top of her dress to expose her tits, not too big, not too small, just right. I grabbed them and she told me to have fun and remember that she liked it rough.

We never got down to dinner, we ordered room service and ate naked, she sucked my cock after dinner and told me she wanted me to wash her ass and lick her. She spent the night and we woke up early because of the jet lag and she toyed with me half asleep. I made it to work, and she did some shopping for her sister in law and we met for an afternoon fuck. Anything and everything, uninhibited, wide open, things I had never done and would never think of doing with my wife. If I was innocent then I was, I had never expected to meet a woman like that. And I never did again, to my knowledge. She went back to San Francisco and I went back to our offices in Duncan, Oklahoma.