by Sally J.
The steward looked down, his eyes wide with shock. He couldn’t take his eyes of the scene. Trisha sat in the middle with her legs spread wide. Her thin panties were moved to the side and her hairy patch barely covered her crotch., Jonas three fingers moved in and out of her wide open slit and Mark’s fingers had rubbed her pussy lips to a deep pink color. Her snatch glistened with her own dripping moisture. Mark sat with his cock out, stroking it with his hand as he looked at Trisha, gyrating from their pleasuring. Trisha’s hand jerked off Jonas’ cock wildly as he sat there under her control, ready to come on her hands. She could feel the two hands and fingers working her gash, giving her the ultimate pleasure, in the most forbidden of spots.
Trisha noticed the steward as he stared at Mark’s thumb working over her massive swollen clit. In the height of pure ecstatic delight everything became blurry in front of Trisha and just before she threw her head back to give the boys their ‘wet gift’, she saw the huge bulge in the steward’s trousers. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She clawed at the two men beside her, digging her nails deep into their arms as wave after wave of sheer orgasmic delight flowed through her body. She didn’t let up her stroking motion on Jonas’ cock wanting him to join her in her orgasm. It was right on time. She turned her head to see him spurt his thick hot load over her hands. It dribbled over her wedding ring and she continued stroking him hard, milking him till the last drop. As she turned to the left she saw Mark have his moment of joy. The sight of her pleasuring a stranger had been enough for him. He came as he usually did, in thick sudden spurts as Trisha looked on at him affectionately. Looking up, she saw Thomas and again she did what she had never done before, she leaned over and kissed him this time on his lips. It was a strange feeling – to do that just after he had watched her allow two men finger fuck her publicly. They all zipped themselves up and tidied up as best they could. Trisha kissed both men beside her, Mark and Jonas on the cheek.
“That was great guys!”
They relaxed back in to the comfort of their seats. It was then that they all noticed the steward. He was still standing there, in the same position, almost frozen. There was small wet patch in the front of his trousers.
Chapter 4
The plane did a last swirl around the sky and as it descended the tiny houses below slowly became bigger. Soon the runway was right up ahead and as the plane’s wheels touched down with a bounce on the tarmac the bright daylight of Cairo swarmed in through the windows. As they got off the aircraft, Trisha felt the warm Egyptian summer air hit her face and body. The three off them walked across landing bay to the terminal building in front with the rest of the passengers. Once inside, they felt relieved, the cool air conditioning providing a welcome respite from the blazing sun outside. After going through the different checks and formalities they arrived at the baggage carousel and waited. Trisha looked around. On the opposite side stood the same Japanese man who she had seen in the aircraft. He was looking intently at the rotating carousel, waiting for his bags. She looked around and realized that the floor was swarming with tourists, and a lot of them were indeed Japanese.
Soon they spotted their bags and Mark and Thomas were quick in arranging everything on the trolley. They started walking out towards the exit gate. From the shaded interiors the outside shone like a blinding white light through the small door as people hurriedly walked out. They had already booked a hotel in downtown Cairo, near the library, before hand. They hotel would be sending a pickup service car. As they crossed the gate and their eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight, things slowly became clearer. There was a sea of people waiting for their families, business partners and clients at the arrival gate. In front of her she could see numerous placards with people’s names written on it. It was still very bright and Trisha put on her sunglasses. She tried to locate their names. Spencer? Doyle? No she couldn’t see anything like that. The three of them walked away from the mouth of the gate so as not to block the ongoing traffic of people strolling out with their luggage laden trolleys. They walked slowly away from the noise and din of the main gate, still looking around for their man. Suddenly Trisha felt something poke her from behind. It was sharp. She was about to turn around a look, but a big hand held her from the back of her neck and directed her head to look forward. A thick Egyptian voice said,
“Don’t move, Mrs. Spencer. There’s a knife at your back.” This was no hotel pickup.
Trisha stood petrified. Through the corner of her eye, she stole a quick glance at Thomas and Mark who were standing just beside her. They seemed frozen in time, too. Then suddenly, as if out of nowhere, a black Mercedes Benz with dark tinted windows pulled up in front. Trisha felt a sharp jab in her back,
“Get in,” the voice from behind said.
A hand appeared from the side and opened the door back door. Trisha stepped in and Thomas and Mark stumbled in after her. Before they could get a quick glance at the person, the door shut on their faces and the locks clicked shut. They looked up in front; a huge man wearing a white Egyptian robe, sat in front. The three looked at each other. They knew it was useless shouting and they none of them even dared so. They felt, from the movement of the car, that the back boot space was being opened and things were being put inside it. Was their luggage being loaded? Where were they being taken?
The movement stopped and Trisha heard footsteps come round to the driver’s window side. It wasn’t possible to see anything as the windows were tinted heavily even from the inside. Two hard knocks rang out on the driver’s window. The driver started up the car and stepped on the gas. The car slowly slid out and as Trisha cupped her hands and put it on the window pane, she could faintly make out the images outside. They were passing the arrival gate area; people were still busily gathered round the exit and she realized no one had noticed their ordeal. Inside, she, Thomas and Mark sat silently, in shock, locked in the back seat of their moving prison. Trisha looked at the back of the head of the gigantic robed man in the driver’s seat. She knew there was no use asking him where he was taking them. The car rolled past the airport gates and joined a sea of cars on the busy city road outside, soon getting lost in the mayhem of Cairo.
Conclusion
As the three sit quietly in the back seat of the ominous car, terrifying questions swirled around in each of their minds. Where was the car taking them? There was no question that these were dangerous people – people who abducted at knife point – but who were they and what did they want from them? Had somebody come to learn of the secret treasure of the Dei Pi Rings? With each step the game grew more dangerous and they seemed to be hurtling uncontrollably towards disaster. But even amidst these adverse circumstances only two lines kept on flashing before Trisha’s eyes.
From the biggest lion upon the land,
Three days west across the sand.
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