Date: Fri, 19 Aug 2005 12:32:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: mary swarthout <mryalis@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Little Harmless Sex/ Greeks Bearing Gifts/ FF/ College
This story contains explicit sexual content between women. Read at your
own risk! if the content offends you, then you are in the wrong place.
So leave. Take care, and enjoy!
A Little Harmless Sex: Greeks Bearing Gifts
Aleppo, Syria.
I was a little early, as I walked through the doors of the Baron
Hotel. I decided to wait on booking a room until my friend Lucy arrived,
via Beirut. Since I was meeting Lucy here at the hotel at seven o?clock,
I decided to go into the bar and have a drink as I waited for her. I sat
drinking my beer anxiously, waiting for Lucy, for what seemed like
hours. Sitting with my right leg crossed over my left, and my left hand
gently toying with the layers of my shoulder length honey brown hair, I
dreamily stared out the window onto the busy streets of Aleppo. I looked
down into my lap, at the wrist watch fastened to the belt loop of my
favorite worn Abercrombie & Fitch low rider jeans. It was now seven
o'clock. I stood up and wandered around the little bar in the lobby,
admiring the architecture. The Baron Hotel was over 200 years old, and
an architectural marvel. The Baron Hotel is a Syrian national treasure
known for its most famous occupant, Lawrence of Arabia. After looking
around, I went back to my table, resumed my relaxed posture and continued
toying with my hair. I sat waiting, and waiting, wandering where Lucy
could be? She was late.
I'd met Lucy two weeks ago in Palmyra, Syria. She was a German
art student from Berlin traveling around Turkey, Lebanon and Syria. We'd
hit it off really well, and spent the weekend together touring Palmyra
and its nearby mountains. We had a great time together; she was fun to
be around, and very easy going. She wasn't hard on the eyes either; she
had a bohemian quality in her appearance, with shoulder length brown hair
and blue eyes. She was short, only around 5'1" but still really cute.
And so when I told her I'd be in Aleppo she decided to meet me on her way
from Beirut before going back to Germany.
I was lost in my thoughts as I was interrupted, by a man pulling
out the left chair to my table. I looked up at him curiously.
"Yes." I questioned in Arabic.
"May I join you." The man asked me in English.
I nodded my head and motioned to the chair he was already pulling
out.
"Hi, I'm Caitlin and you are?" I started the introduction.
"My name is Hani, nice to meet you."
We sat and talked for the next two hours. I was happy for the
conversation while I waited, and Hani, it turned out was easy to talk
to. I glanced down at my watch again, and noticed that it was now nine
o'clock, and still no Lucy. I was a little worried about her.
"Well I guess Lucy is not coming after all, I'd better get a room before
they get booked up. It was really nice to talk to you, take care." I
excused myself, leaving Hani at the table as I gathered my bags and
headed for the front desk.
Luckily I was able to get a single room for the two nights I'd be
staying there. While I was finishing the hotel transaction, I felt a tap
on my shoulder.
"Excuse me." A voice from behind me called..
I turned around to find a smiling woman behind me. The woman was
striking, with dyed blonde hair and brown almost black eyes outlined with
blue eye shadow. The blue was definitely different, kind of punk, but
for an attractive older woman, she pulled it off well. Her clothing was
the next thing that caught my attention. She had on black tight pants
that really seemed to hug the curves of her ass quite nicely, and a red
skimpy shirt that left little to the imagination. She was definitely
dressed for the "come fuck me"clubbing styles of Europe. I bit back a
smile before answering her.
"Yes."
"I was sitting in the lounge near your table and couldn't help but
over hear your conversation. You are from the U.S. No?" She said with a
heavy accent, not Arab but definitely nearby, thick and sexy.
"Um, yeah I am. And what's your name?" I questioned holding out
my right hand for an introduction.
"My name is Alana, and I am from Athens, Greece." She said as she
took my hand, her eyes roamed over my entire body.
"Would you like to join me for dinner? Since your friend can't make it,
I would be happy to take her place and keep you company. I know this
place down the way a bit, that has great food, and rose flavored nargile,
is quite good." Alana asked keeping eye contact.
I was hungry, and I never say no to nargile, but I was a little
hesitant. The Greek woman had an edge to her; something authoritative,
it's was as if, she told me what we were doing instead of asking. I also
knew that she was coming on to me, but since I knew no one else here, my
stomach won out in the end and I decided to accept.
Just as I was accepting Alana's dinner invitation and god knows
what else, the hotel's front door swings open and in fly's Lucy. With
her arms outstretched, standing in the middle of the hotel lobby, as she
proclaims for all to hear;
"CAITLIN I MADE IT!"
Truly the most dramatic entrance I've ever seen. Lucy then runs
up to me and wraps her arms around me like we haven't seen each other in
years.
"Lucy, what happened to you?" I asked, questioning her lateness.
"The Bus was late, and we got held up at the border! I'm so glad
your still here, I was worried that you would leave, and I would have no
one here!" Lucy blurted out as she noticed that Alana was staring at
her. I took my cue.
"Lucy, this is Alana....Alana this is Lucy." They each exchanged
their greetings.
"Well Lucy, we were just making plans for dinner, are you hungry?"
I asked my travel worn friend.
"Oh yes, I'm starving!" Lucy said.
"Good then, ladies meet me in my room in a half an hour, I want to
take a shower before we go, is that alright?" Alana asked looking to me.
"Sure, we'll go to our room and get situated and meet you at
yours, what's your room number?" I asked Alana.
"Room 23."
"Ok, see you in half an hour." I said as we parted ways.
Lucy and I went in search of our room. Our room was small with a
tiny twin sized bed, one window and a bathroom, with a shower. The
shower was really just a tub with a make shift shower head attached to
it, with no shower curtain. After inspecting the little room we'd be
living in for the next two days, Lucy told me all the details of her
Beirut three day adventure, protesting in a Palestinian march. She was
still talking about her trip as we left to go to Alana's room. I was
doing a lot of nodding and wowing as I knocked on the door. As the door
opened, I stood amazed at the sight that greeted me.
There stood Alana, completely naked! I was shocked to say the
least, with a tongue gaping stare, but I couldn't help but take in her
beautifully naked, freshly showered body. She was in good shape for a
late thirties early forties woman. Her tits were still perky, and
believe it or not the carpet did match the drapes, judging by the little
blonde landing strip just visible at the top of her mound. Alana noticed
me noticing her, and stood there for a minute, allowing me to take the
full measure of her, before finally grabbing the lapel of my jacket and
half dragging me inside.
"Oh, come on in ladies, take a seat, I am almost ready." Alana
said motioning to the sofa as she sauntered off to the bathroom. I
looked at Lucy, who didn't seem the least bit phased by the way Alana had
answered the door. Modesty or not, Aleppo is an extremely conservative
Muslim city, the women here barely show any skin behind their veils,
sunglasses and gloves, let alone prance around completely nude for all to
see. It was a little alarming the way Alana seemed to disregard and
disrespect the cultural complexities of the Arab world.
Alana was talking from the bathroom to Lucy, as we sat on the
sofa, waiting. I took a moment to look at Alana's room, it was really
nice! Where as Lucy and I had a dive to sleep in, Alana definitely had a
suite by any western hotel standards, very nice indeed.
I heard Alana's voice getting closer as I turned around to join in
on their conversation. Once again, utter shock! Alana had reemerged
from the bathroom, still naked and had positioned herself directly in
front of me, with one leg up on the coffee table lathering her body with
lotion as she and Lucy talked. As I stared at the sight before me, I
realized that she was giving me a show! Alana made eye contact briefly
with me, and as I averted my eyes and started to nervously squirm, she
let out a little giggle. She knew she was making me nervous, and seemed
to be enjoying that fact very much. I quickly looked around for
something to look at instead of Alana. Aha! There on a side table was a
magazine. I quickly grabbed it and buried my face in it. Alana finally
finished lathering herself, got dressed and we were finally off to the
restaurant.
Once seated at a table, Alana placed all the orders never asking
what we wanted, just ordered a round of beers, rose nargile and a bunch
of entrees. As we waited for the main courses, we chatted about Alana's
past and current lovers in Athens, while we smoked and ate an appetizer
of olives and bread. When the food arrived, my belly was full and I was
content on smoking the rose nargile while the other two ate. However my
lack of appetite did not sit well with Alana.
"Here try this." Alana says as she started piling food on my
plate.
"No, no, I don't want any." I said as I put the food back in its
original spot.
"Why?" She asked with her eyebrow raised.
"Because I'm full, and I don't like anything that you ordered." I
replied simply, inhaling on the pipe. Every ounce of food on the table
was some sort of a lamb concoction.
"Don't you know that it's rude to refuse the food on your plate."
Alana said with a drawn out emphasis on "Your plate."
"Look, I'm picky about what I eat, and I don't like lamb...no let
me rephrase that I detest lamb, so I am not going to eat any of it, nor
do I want it, thank you."
This pushy Greek was not going to force food down my throat. God
damn it! I thought as she stared at me. The food issue seemed like a
battle of the wills.
"So, Caitlin is a picky American princess, huh?" Alana said as she
smiled at Lucy then back at me.
"Yep, something like that..you guys eat, I'll smoke and we can all
enjoy our evening!?" This time I smiled at her, and went back to
smoking. All the while I'm thinking "Fuck off." I'm not eating because
you tell me to. I felt like a child at the dinner table. The rest of
the meal was eaten in relative silence, and there seemed to be a hint of
tension on our walk back to the hotel.
When we got back to the hotel, Alana asked me to come up to her
room, because she had something to give me. I agreed, and while Lucy
went on to our room, I followed the now curiously quite Alana to her
room. At the door, Alana unlocked it, pushed it open and motioned for me
to go on in. As I crossed the threshold, I felt a powerful whoosh of
wind behind me and was suddenly slammed against the now closed door.
Stunned, I watched Alana press her body against the full length of mine
with her arms outstretched on either side of my head, with her hands
resting on the door, effectively pinning me against it. I tried to get
out an "Ow."But was cut off as her lips covered mine and her tongue
slipped into my mouth. As her tongue battled with mine, I tried to break
the kiss by struggling free. Then she all of a sudden stopped cold and
pulled away, not completely unpinning me, but enough so I could move a
little. I struggled to catch my breath, as I looked at her. She was now
regarding me with a crazed hunger glow in her eyes.
"When you told me no, at the restaurant, you made me so hot...I
knew I had to have you! And then when you defiantly sat there smoking,
you made me even hotter... and now we're going to fuck!" She said huskily
as she came in for another kiss. This time as her lips touched mine I
pushed her back!
"Whoa,.. wait a second, I don't think..."
Too late, as the words left my mouth, I felt a sharp stinging
sensation across my right cheek! She slapped me! That bitch actually
slapped me! I lost it, and before she knew what happened, I'd slapped
her just as hard across her left cheek! Alana stood in complete shock as
she looked at me. She brought her hand to her face, feeling the stinging
heat. By the look in her eye I could tell she was thinking the same
thing I had. "Bitch slapped me!"
At that moment, the dam burst! Before any cognitive thought fired
in my brain, Alana and I were once again locked in a wild passionate
kiss! I could barely contain myself. We went at each other like wild
animals. What happened? Alana reached for the lapels of my jacket and
ripped the top down around my shoulders, once again pinning my arms at my
sides, as she violently kissed my neck around my collar bone. Still
kissing my neck she yanked the jacket all the way off my arms, freeing my
hands, as they went to her head leading her back to my waiting, wanting
mouth. Still kissing and groping, Alana reached down to the wrist watch
still fastened to my bet loop and pulled me to the bed. There, rushing,
we started to strip each other. Tonight, there would be no slow dance of
seduction, no tantalizing strip tease; it was purely raw, need fulfilling
lust, the whole way. She wanted to get fucked! Well I was happy to
oblige her, with a night full of passion that she soon wouldn't forget.
That night she took me twice as many times as I took her, pushing us both
to the point of exhaustion, giving me a whole new perspective on the old
phrase; "Beware Greeks bearing gifts!"
That is it y'all Hope you all enjoyed it!. As usual any comments
appreciated at mryalis@hotmail.com