It was 9:00 a.m. when Jamil knocked on my door. I had just gotten out of the shower and put on my makeup and had not yet dressed. I looked through the peep hole to make sure who was there, and decided to have a little fun with Jamil.
I put on the sheer robe and opened the door wide. I stood there with one hand on the door and the other on my hip.
"Good morning Jamil, what can I do for you?" I asked, with a devilish smile on my face.
"Jamil looked at me closely for a minute without saying a word.
"First, you can put some clothes on before someone sees you and the prince removes my head."
"Don't you like what you see?" I asked.
"It matters not what I like, please get dressed. The prince has given orders for you to report to the doctor for examination."
Doctor? I wondered what that was all about. God, I hope he doesn't have any diseases. Oh shit, he may have screwed me in more ways than I thought.
I quickly got dressed while Jamil waited in the hall. He took me to a part of the ship that I had not been to and I found that it was just opposite the prince's quarters. Jamil knocked on the door and we waited a few seconds before it was opened.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Standing before me was one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen.
"Please come in," she said, "My name is Amber." She stepped aside as I entered. Jamil remained outside as Amber closed the door.
"I don't understand," I said, "I was told I was to see the doctor."
"I am the doctor," she said. "I met the prince at the American University in Cairo. We dated, and then we transferred to Harvard Medical School. He paid for my education on the condition that I become his personal physician when I gained my residency."
"Wow." Was all I could think of to say.
"You're so beautiful, being a prince sure does have its privileges," I said.
"The prince and I are no longer involved with each other. In fact, I discovered that I am a lesbian, and the prince is aware of it, so he sees me only as his doctor now."
A lesbian! A beautiful, hot, sumptuous lesbian! My heart was pounding so loud I was sure she could hear it.
"So are you Arab also?" I asked.
"No, I'm Egyptian. My family was poor but I was able to earn my tuition to American university by winning a beauty contest. After that I was fortunate enough to meet the prince. He pays me well, in addition to my accommodations. Now my family is well off and I am happy.
"It must get lonely though, how can you have any social life?" I asked.
"Once in a while the prince allows me to get away and I try to make the most of the opportunity.
We are going to be in Sardinia tomorrow and I will be free for the day. Perhaps we can spend the day together "
"I would be thrilled, but I'm told that Jamil has to accompany me everywhere I go."
"Don't worry, I can get the prince to leave you in my custody," she smiled.
"That sounds wonderful," I said. "I can't wait."
We looked at each other in silence, both wondering.
"So, let's get to this examination," said Amber. "Please step behind that panel and change into this robe. Take off everything else."
I did as she directed and a couple of minutes later emerged wearing a robe that only came halfway down my thighs. I could not help but notice her approving look.
The exam lasted about an hour and there were times when it had to be apparent to Amber that I was aroused. I found myself wondering what she looked like naked and how her lips would feel on mine. Aside from occasional glances and touches that may not have been strictly necessary, Amber was completely professional.
The next day we spent on Sardinia seeing the sights, sampling the food and the wine and shopping in the Bazaars. When we returned to the ship she asked if I would have dinner with her later, after my time with the prince, and I readily agreed.
She had dinner brought to her room, and Jamil escorted me there as well. Her room was large, much larger than mine, but that was to be expected. She lived here for months at a time.
We had dinner and drank some good wine. I over indulged, but I didn't care; I was enjoying myself and fantasizing about getting this beautiful woman into bed.
I was contemplating making the first move when she saved me the trouble.
We were relaxing on a sofa after dinner when she turned to me with a serious look on her face. She moved next to me and placed a hand on one side of my face.
"Do you know why the prince was so willing to pay such a high price for you?" she asked.
"Uh, I guess you're going to tell me it's not because I'm so beautiful and irresistible." I said.
"Oh, you are quite beautiful and very sexy, but that alone is not the reason. You are not just here for the prince, you are also here for me," and she kissed me on the lips.
I responded to her kiss but did not move otherwise, preferring to let her take the lead and see where it went. She was not shy as it turned out. We were both wearing robes and while I was wearing panties underneath, Amber was wearing nothing.
She quickly opened my robe and descended to my large, firm breasts. My nipples had gotten hard instantly when she kissed me, and she was now licking all around one of them. My excitement was growing and I began to squirm. She sucked the nipple into her mouth and bit down lightly. A moan escaped my mouth and I placed a hand behind her head, pulling her against my breast.
While she pleasured my breast with her lips and tongue, her free hand roamed over my body, coming to rest on the mound between my legs. She pressed her hand down and began to stroke my pussy through the thin and now damp material of my panties.
I was moaning louder now and thrusting my hips against her hand. She lifted the elastic at the top of my panties and slid her hand inside. When her fingers came into contact with my wet swollen lips I arched my back and moaned loudly. I wanted her fingers inside me; my excitement was getting out of control.
She moved her mouth to my other breast and as she bit down on my nipple she inserted a finger between my soft wet lips. A second finger soon joined the first and she began to explore the depths of my canal. The myriad of pleasures I was feeling had brought me to the edge and one stroke across my G-spot sent me into a shivering orgasm.
Amber took off her robe, then moved down and pulled my panties off. She got on the floor to clear the panties off of my feet, then moved between my legs and began kissing and licking her way up my inner thighs. I watched in fascination as this beautiful Egyptian woman licked around my outer labium in a circle, slowly working her way inward across my inner labium to the opening of my vagina and up to the clitoral hood.
I had another orgasm. I wanted to grab her head and force her tongue inside me, but I resisted, wanting to see what she was going to do. She continued to work her tongue as before, but she slipped two fingers inside me and began to slide them in and out. That was when she finally worked her tongue in between my lips and pushed up, sliding the clitoral hood back and exposing my clit to her lips.
I had another orgasm and my moans were very loud. She sucked on my clit as she continued to finger fuck me and I was almost delirious with orgasmic pleasure. My back was arched and my hips were thrusting so hard that the movements of her head looked like she was giving a blow job.
"Amber, please," I said, "come up." She looked at me briefly, but kept working until she brought me to another screaming orgasm. Finally she stopped and moved up, kissing my breasts in turn, then my mouth. I kissed her back eagerly and pushed her back onto the sofa.
Now it was my turn. I caressed her magnificent breasts as I looked her body up and down. Her golden skin was beautiful, soft and inviting. I kissed her lips as I massaged her breasts, and then moved my mouth to her breasts. She had large, dark nipples and I sucked and nibbled on them eagerly. I caressed her silky skin with my hand, moving down across her hip to her outer thigh, then back up the inside.
Amber was moaning now and I could feel her excitement building. I wanted to give her as much pleasure as she had given me. I was not as experienced with women as she was, but I had watched what she did and was prepared to duplicate it as close as possible.
It took only a moment for me to work my tongue to the center of her love nest. I didn't have the patience to tease her like she teased me, so as I found her to be quite wet already, I slipped two fingers inside and began to fuck her pussy while simultaneously licking up between her folds to her clit.
Her hips began to buck violently and her screams were apparently in Egyptian as I could not understand what she was saying. It was apparent that I was at least pleasing her and I continued to lick and fuck her into several more orgasms.
At this point she stopped me. She took my hand and led me over to her bed. I laid down in the middle as she opened a drawer in the night stand and pulled out a strap on dildo. After strapping it on she moved between my legs and lay on top of me. We began to kiss as she maneuvered the dildo with one hand and soon I felt it sliding slowing between my lips.
I wrapped my legs around her waist as she began to thrust. Our breasts pressed against each other and I could feel her large hard nipples pressing into my soft breasts. Our lips and tongues twirled about each other as she began to thrust the dildo into me. I turned my head as she began to kiss my neck and I saw a mirror on the wall. What I saw reflected there was her hips thrusting and pulling, thrusting and pulling, with my legs wrapped around her waist. My skin was white compared to hers. The image excited me even more, to be laying there with a beautiful, dark skinned woman fucking my pussy with long, deep strokes.
I began having orgasms again, and after each orgasm it seemed she was fucking me harder and deeper. I watched the scene in the mirror in rapt fascination and saw the expressions my face went through with each orgasm.
So this was why people videotaped themselves having sex. I could not take my eyes off of the mirror, I did not want the scene to stop, and my orgasms were getting more and more intense. I watched myself place my hands on her ass, pulling her into me with each stroke of her hips.
I was dimly aware that my screams could likely be heard outside the room and wondered if Jamil was still out there. My mind jumped quickly back to the scene on the bed as Amber pulled my face up to her and began kissing my lips. She was slowing down now and I felt she must be getting tired. There were little beads of sweat on her forehead and she was breathing hard.
My orgasms began to subside and soon Amber collapsed on top of me. We lay there in each other's arms, catching our breath. Finally she lay down beside me and we looked at each other. She smiled broadly but said nothing. I leaned over and kissed her tenderly.
"When can we do this again?" I asked.
"Every day," she said.
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