CaroleX: Egyptian fuck

It’s very rare that I don’t see in advance an opportunity to have sex and then get surprised when it occurs.


In fact, before I was married if any guy showed the slightest interest in me we’d usually end up fucking - which, if you’ve read my profile you will know.

But on this occasion it really did take me by surprise.

We were a few days into our holiday in Egypt and had enjoyed a day of snorkelling and sailing locally.

After dinner we met up with a number of the people who had also been on the boat and we were later joined by a few of the local crew who recognised us.

The restaurant was a few minutes walk from our hotel and by 1am I was getting tired and as we had an early start the next day to see the pyramids I said to hubby that we should call it a day.

He was engrossed in conversation with some of the guys and so when Abdul (one of the crew from the boat trip) suggested that he’d be happy to walk me back to the hotel neither of us batted an eye and so I set off and hubby said he’d follow a few minutes later.

On the journey back Abdul told me his real name was Abdilihiti and that everyone called him Abdul by mistake.
We got back to the hotel and he also walked with me to my room, which didn’t seem odd at the time as we’d been in deep conversation.

As I opened the door my mobile phone rang and it was hubby asking if I’d got back to the room OK.
I said that Abdul has been a perfect gent and had escorted me right to the room.
Clearly suspicious of his motives he asked: “That was kind of him. Does he want to fuck you?”

Abdul was still in the room as I turned around and still speaking to hubby said: “I don’t know if he wants to fuck me? Shall I ask him?”

Abdul was stunned by the comment and clearly embarrassed by the situation but as he didn’t run off I replied to my hubby: “Well he might not have planned it but he’s not refusing either. Better give us half an hour before you come back”.

I wasn’t going to miss the chance to increase my international repertoire and Abdul wasn’t going to turn down the opportunity for some free white meat either.

And boy did he take advantage. His early shyness soon turned to lust once I’d pulled my top off over my head revealing my tits. He made a bee line for them ******* them and sucking my nipples. It was like he was possessed grabbing handfuls and feasting on my tits.



I pulled him off my chest long enough to go in for a passionate kiss and suggested he might like to strip off too. He removed his shirt to reveal the hairiest chest I’d ever seen and once he’d removed his pants I saw that he was pretty hairy all over.

He sat on the bed naked with his legs apart and asked if I’d suck his cock to get him erect. Well that didn’t take long but he begged me not to stop and ten minutes later I was still at it, stroking his cock and sucking his balls until he could restrain himself no longer and he fired his cum inside my mouth.

But that wasn’t the end of it either. As he withdrew his cock from my mouth he insisted that I should let him suck my pussy.

So I dropped my trousers and as I was going commando he sighed as my hairy cunt came into view.


It was my turn now to lie on the bed and Abdul pushed my legs apart and dived face first into my pussy with the same enthusiasm he’d shown for my tits earlier.

He feasted on my clit and sucked every inch of my cunt and inside my back passage. It went on for ages.



I felt drained and must have climaxed two or three times but he still wasn’t finished. He turned me over so I was laying face down on the bed and shoving my legs apart he rammed his cock into my pussy and started to fuck me.

It was relentless as he pounded away occasionally hoisting my hips up to get a better view of my arse and freeing my tits that were now swaying with the motion of him screwing me.

I climaxed frequently oblivious to the fact that we’d been over an hour but with perfect timing Abdul finally pulled his cock out of my cunt and sprayed his cum all over my bottom just a few seconds before the phone rang again.

It was hubby of course to say he was on his way back. Abdul hurriedly dressed and left the room and when hubby came in I was still laying on the bed face down with a pool of cum on my backside.

That’s not the first time hubby has had to clean up someone else’s mess but that’s another story...