Lust ... And The Red, White And Blue. A Spy Story PT1  

purejoy4fem 46F/44F
860 posts
6/7/2005 1:00 pm

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Lust ... And The Red, White And Blue. A Spy Story PT1

It was a crisp fall day in 1994, my mission was delicate, yet straight-forward. A simple extraction of a Soviet scientist defecting to the West. I was currently staking out the meet site, the Moscow House Restaurant in East Berlin, not far from checkpoint Charlie. Window shopping, while keeping my attention on the front door of the restaurant in the reflection of the pane glass windows of the various stores across the street. Checking myself out in the window, I adjusted my skirt and USAF hat. I spotted the target, Natalia Batskya entering the restaurant. Waiting ten minutes to ensure that she was not under surveillance, I grabbed my shopping bag and followed her into the restaurant.

I sat at the bar and surreptitiously looked over the crowd of diners. Our eyes met, acknowledging each other and continued on. In that brief glance I was taken back by her beauty. It was hard for a woman to look good in Russian made clothing, and this girl was stunning. She was about 5' 8" tall, with long brown hair, with a hint of Asian in her, giving her a very exotic look about her. Her breasts were testing the buttons on the fabric of the simple white blouse she was wearing, and I was getting wet thinking about how she would look without the clothes.

I waited till we made eye contact again and picking up my shopping bag, headed to the ladies room. Nodding to the old woman who was the attendant, I slipped into the last stall. I sat, and forced myself to wait 90 seconds (timing was everything in this operation). Flushing, I exited the stall and walked over to the sinks. I started a conversation with the attendant, asking in terrible German about her life in East Berlin. Not getting very far, I changed subjects, and yes she did have children and even better, grand-children. She got so animated and engaged in speaking about her grand-children that she never even noticed Natalia entering the lavatory and going to the last stall. A couple minutes later, we heard a flush and Natalia exited, dressed in a US Air Force uniform of her own. I checked to make sure she was carrying the purse with the Military ID card she would need to cross into the West. I made my good-byes to my new friend while waiting for Natalia to finish at the sink. We then walked out the door, down the hall, and out to the street.

We made a right turn and headed towards Checkpoint Charlie, just a couple of service women chatting and enjoying an outing. We noticed quite a few stares, but nothing out of the ordinary. I was getting some good vibes from Natalia, and was anxious to "debrief" her.

At the checkpoint, we surrendered our ID's to the Soviet guard, and sat to wait. This was the worst part of the whole operation. Though the wait at Checkpoint Charlie was usually only a minute or two, it seemed like an eternity. The waits were much longer at Alpha and Bravo, though I know all they did was photo-copy the ID's, they always made Americans wait. The soldier came back with our ID's and waved us through.

We made it back to the West side and hailed a cab to the consulate. Once at the consulate, we got out, paid the fair and started walking towards the gate. Suddenly I grabbed Natalia's arm and steer her across the street, something was wrong.

Whenever there is an ongoing op, a window shade on the second floor of the consulate building would be half-closed, if it was completely closed, we were to go to a safe-house and await instructions. "What is wrong, we were almost there" exclaimed Natalia. "The operation must have been compromised," I answered, "time for plan B. I could see Natalia had more questions, but kept them to herself. We took 2 U-bans (Berlin subway trains), walked a mile, then got on a bus. I was following a rather circuitous route, attempting to throw off any tail that might have picked us up at the Consulate. I saw no one following and headed to the safe house, an apartment building near Addenauer Platz, close to the city center.

We found ourselves in a small 1 bedroom apartment, fully furnished, with clothing and food. I made a quick call to a number engrained in my mind, though I had never had to use it before. "Hello, may I speak to Herr Schmidt?" I asked in textbook perfect German. I hung-up after apologizing for a wrong number. They now knew we were here (each safe-house had a different name, this one was Schmidt), we just had to wait for instructions.

I told Natalia, to go ahead and find some clothes, and wash up, I didn't know how long we had, so we had to take advantage of our time. I started laying out a pair of jeans, t-shirt and some comfortable shoes while Natalia was in the shower. Presently I heard the shower turn off and a couple of minutes later Natalia came out, wrapped in a towel. My eyes lingered, perhaps too long on the contour of her neck and shoulders, the curves of her body, hidden beneath the towel. I was startled out of my almost trance-like state by her words, "next". Laughing slightly, I told Natalia to pick out some clothes from the closet, and I went in to shower up. I was just lathering up when the door opened and Natalia came in all excited, "they have such lovely things here in the West", Natalia cooed. She was dressed in a silk teddy, and looking absolutely delicious. "Do you need any help?" Natalia asked coquettishly. "I could use someone to wash my back," I replied, my voice growing husky from the lust welling up. "I should take this off first, lest it get ruined" and in an instant, Natalia was standing before me in all her naked glory. Her body was perfect, about a 34C, thin waisted and firm. Her nipples were sticking out about an inch, begging to be sucked. "Turn around," Natalia ordered, and she began washing my back. This lasted about 30 seconds, till I couldn't take it any more. I turned around, grabbed her and kissed her. There was no resistance, tongues combating each other for supremacy, hands exploring every inch of our wet bodies. I slowly traced my way down her body with my tongue, weaving my way with licks, nibbles and little kisses to her nipples. I took one between my teeth, flickering it with my while pressing down gently with my teeth. One hand caressed her other breast, thumb and forefinger playing with the nipple, causing it to grow even more. I slipped my other hand between her thighs, her legs opened to accept first one, then two fingers into her waiting pussy. Licking, nibbling and finger-fucking my beautiful Russian, I felt her rocking faster and faster against my hand, suddenly, her back arched, and she let out a scream, da, da, da!!!

Natalia sank down to her knees, grabbing me by my ass, and burying her tongue deep in my pussy. She wasn't too skilled, but what she lacked in experience, she more than made up in enthusiasm. After about 5 minutes of the most intense tongue-fucking I have ever experienced, my toes were curling, my legs started shaking and .... BAMM gunshot from outside the apartment, downstairs.

purejoy4fem 46F/44F
682 posts
6/7/2005 1:28 pm

Boy this was the most mentally tiring post yet, if you want the story continued, let us know. Of course once it's finished, it might be fun to turn it into a movie

expatbrit49 62M

6/7/2005 1:42 pm

Ok that BAMM wasnt a gun shot it was me cumming LOL

Good story I wait for the next installment

Thank You for Your Time and Attention

Barbiebunny69 43F

6/7/2005 3:06 pm

oh yes yes yes more!!

ltjo2xd 58M

6/7/2005 3:37 pm

p -

Nice to know that someone else enjoys the lead up and can take their time getting to the rest. If you like to read as much as you like to write then check out some of my postings.

Meanwhile...with juices still flowing from your pussy and a sense of euphoria clearing from your head Natalia licks the last taste of you from her tongue. You both stumble from the shower to retrieve your clothes as there is loud knock on the door of your room.

Whoops, sorry, can't wait to hear what comes next...

bella_ 47F
4030 posts
6/7/2005 4:11 pm

Great story!

KEV25071970 46M

6/7/2005 5:32 pm

Thaks for the fantastic story can't wait for the next part

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KEV25071970 46M

6/7/2005 5:32 pm

Thanks for the fantastic story can't wait for the next part

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GleesFlakyShawl 50M
1620 posts
6/8/2005 7:31 am

great story!!!, its like John Le Carre meets soft porn, lol
btw, i guess i can have a hint about the asian look of the russian lady (lol)

mindybaby 36F
2 posts
6/8/2005 7:47 am

ooh i just loooved it.cant wait for next installment.when will it be finished

teachhotnique 52M

6/8/2005 8:32 am

Very hot!

elle_gant1 45F
78 posts
6/8/2005 9:19 am

When it gets made into a movie, can I get a part?

rm_pchamp012004 55M
2672 posts
6/8/2005 5:22 pm

I'll direct the movie, or produce it, or go for sandwiches, or anything, please...

rm_BigDnLady 43M/40F
1140 posts
6/8/2005 7:12 pm

great story!!! Hey I agree with elle, but I want to be the uhmmm coach for the leading ladies!!!!


KlassDancer 59F

6/8/2005 7:53 pm

that got me all squishy...could you continue please?

rm_indophilist 36M

6/10/2005 8:15 am

That was a first-rate guilty-pleasure.
Can I be the key grip?
(By the way, what is a key grip?)
I need a drink.

purejoy4fem 46F/44F
682 posts
6/10/2005 4:23 pm

If anyone knows what a key grip is, please let us know.

keithcancook 60M
17718 posts
6/15/2005 7:37 am

Hmm, not sure but I think the grips are responsible for making sure all the electrical connections (among other duties) are set up properly on a film set.

*heading for part II...

rm_lady69licker 48F
3 posts
6/21/2005 4:48 am

Fantastic!!!!!! Totally glued to the screen with my eyes and stuck to the chair with excitement.........
more please xxxx

jim5131 55M
1296 posts
8/3/2005 8:41 pm

great stuff....! Spy stuff for the guys..and girl-on-girl stuff for the...well....guys, again.

rm_rjbrasileua 48M

10/21/2005 1:45 pm

Do you like in the brazil, i am brazil. sorry i don`t speak ingles.

bigdaddy1431000 36M
3 posts
12/28/2005 4:56 pm

wow that was the mostempressive blog yet

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