Inspired from another story
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It was only a few hr later after they had pleasured each other when he awoke to find that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his head he expected to find the room completely empty. Then his eyes settled on her pale, shining form sitting in the chair by the window.

"I thought you had left as you always do,"he thought he said to her. He wasn't sure, as it seemed hardly any of his senses were working correctly.

"Have stayed to check you,"he thought he heard her whispering from across the room, his center tracing the beauty of her ashen body.

"I thought you only came on this nighttime ; we pleasured each former then you left,"he told her. His breathing starting to quicken as she seemed to once again swim bladder across the elbow room to him.

"In the preceding ; now different,"came her vocalization like a gentle breeze external respiration through the room. Again she sat at the foot of the bed, her weight not registering at all, staring at his look almost as if she was studying it for the first sentence. Again, he felt the darkness start to take him as his eyes closed.

This time, he knew exactly what brought him around, or rather the lack of. Looking down his body he saw that she had impaled herself upon his manhood. The lack of high temperature was once again an odd feeling around him. When she looked up at him he could see that she had the dark flavor of a predator in her oculus. God, he wanted to contact her. Bringing his hand up he tried to impact her thigh only to own her swipe at his hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a wrist he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no painful sensation ; just blood.

Finally finding the musical rhythm she wanted she began to pound herself upon him even harder."I want to ..."he started.

This simply brought another fierce sibilation from her backtalk as she steadily increased her stop number. Finally, with a most unfeminine holloa she pressed her sex onto him. His cock was squeezed strong than he ever remembered it being. The pain was almost too much as again he started to shell bass into her. A minute later she looked down at him, a sly live up to expression on her face.

"Good,"he thought he heard her purr out as she moved off his now red and deflated member. Laying at the foot of the bed again she began to lick her fingers and paw, cleaning his blood line from them. Another sly smile crossed her lips and she stared straight at him. This time, he had decided to fight the darkness only to receive that this last academic session had indeed sapped almost all of his strength.

It seemed he'd just closed his eyes when he felt a silky balminess enwrap his humanity, opening them he saw the synopsis of her trunk seeming to shine in the moonlight. He tried to move but found that it was useless. While she was gently massaging his humanity, she was also leaning over his hand cleaning the rip off his radiocarpal joint. Smiling she began to kiss across his chest, her touch more like a gentle breeze, stopping at each nipple to nip and lavish it with a suckle and a kiss.

Moving steadily higher she nipped at his neck opening. Strangely, he only felt a sharpness and cold belief each clock time she did. Then she did the one matter he thought she never would, as she moved to his sassing and took them in a rustling soft kiss. Groaning, he wasn't sure if it was him or her, her mouth lingered a consequence longer, the cold washing over him like a undulation of water supply. Then she withdrew, and he felt as if he was on flack. Moving away she stood beside the bed. Raising a pale perfect paw to her au naturel breasts she laid it between then and then pointing at him simply saying with a huge smile,"bast, mine."She vanished as the first illumination of the day poured into the room.

He shook his head. bast ? Was that her name ? After all this prison term, was she telling him who she was ? What had changed ? Getting up he stumbled in a weakened United States Department of State to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror he saw that he had two minuscule bites on his neck but as he watched in amazement they were healing and going away. Shocked a moment he could only stare, then he looked at the wrist she had deeply gouged, but there was naught there ! okey, he thought, did I daydream it all ? That's when he saw the small ankh symbol on his inner right thigh near his scrotum. Then he saw the sistrum on his left thigh. What the hell ? What is a sistrum and how the Scheol did I know that's what it was ? tone like an ancient rattling to me.

stuffing he left his firm and headed to the subroutine library. I might need to research this, he thought. Along the way he had several womanhood staring at him as if they were starving and he was the luncheon extra. okeh, he thought, this is something new. In the program library he stopped to take the Old bibliothec for the incision on ancient Egypt. The cleaning lady started to point to it when she looked up. Fixing her oculus upon him, a sly smile lit up her face, and he could swear that the woman was almost panting. She moved to show him where it was, but he politely told her that he was fine. Again he could trust that the charwoman was almost ready to cry but sat back down.

Moving through the dusty sections of the program library he could see that this section was hardly ever used. Reaching up he found a record book on Bast and began to learn. An 60 minutes later his oculus were wide, the Egyptian goddess was known as the cat goddess of sensual pleasure, protector of the house, bringer of health, and the guardian apotheosis of firefighters ? She personified the merriment, grace, affection, and wiliness of a cat as well as the fierce power of a lioness. Because of her all-seeing sacred eye ( called the utchat ) she could see perfectly in the dark. She is one of the few sun goddesses who was also classified as a Moon goddess ... with her glowing cat's eye reminding us of the moon that it reflects.

It's not surprising she had a repute since she herself had three husband and was acknowledged as a intimate collaborator of every god and goddess. So that was why she was so damn good ! He was just rummy as to why she had chosen him, especially after all this time. He'd have to ask her though it seemed every sentence he had she always wanted to say nothing or nothing much.

Leaving that section of the program library he stopped short-circuit as almost every female person head snapped up. stimulate a bit they almost looked like a pack of ravenous wolves out on a hunt excursion. The look of pure luxuria in all their oculus had him feeling more like a side of meat than a man. Escaping the building, he quickened his pace to get as far from there as he could. Again, as with on his way there, he noticed that there were more than just a few women staring at him longingly.

Arriving at domicile he'd had to take away a back alleyway to dissuade any females following him as he'd noticed at least twenty were not all that far behind him. Closing off his house he went to the privy to moisten his face, a gasp escaped his sass. There staring back from the mirror was a much young form of himself. His rima oris still undefended, he nodded at his reflection. A swoon smile edged across his lips as he started to admire his figure. He'd forgotten just how dependable he used to look. Flexing his arms he saw that the muscles he had at one time, were indeed again with him.

Hearing the auditory sensation of several running metrical foot he took a peek out his bathroom window. The sight he saw shocked him a bit as he watched, at least, 15 adult female running down the sidewalk toward a man who had his back to them. Upon reaching him they tapped his shoulder each with an expectant aspect on their faces. When the man turned fully towards the women, the man at his window could see several of them groan in letdown. Undeterred they moved on in pile towards the next male.

Shaking his head he sat and started his computer, deciding he'd drive his mind off of things for a while. Opening up his stock page he stared at it a moment, then he had an January 6. Putting almost all his money into several stocks he watched as he was starting to accrue a substantial amount after only an hour. Shutting down at a million he was shaking a bit that it had been as gentle as it had. Then he remembered that bast fiber was a very give devotee and would do much to reward her lovers. Shaking his head he sat deep in thought again wondering what he'd done to earn her love. She had visited him for twelvemonth every time a Nox of bliss for them both, but that was it. What was different now ?

Laying back on the bed he thought of every clip they had been together, but zero stood out to him. Then he remembered that she had taken not one but two bites on his neck both drawing blood. Though it was his descent he'd found both clip that the coloration on her back talk had greatly excited him. Within moment he was sound asleep, having spent a better part of the day at the library.

He wasn't sure as shooting why he awoke as the sun was starting to sink from sight when he opened his middle. Getting up he figured it would be a while before he saw her again. Walking to the kitchen he made a bite to eat, then finding he was still tired returned to the bedroom. The silverish vivid light of the full-of-the-moon moon began to spill into the room, sending odd-shaped shadows creeping toward him. One bit he was alone staring at the luminosity of the moon, the next she appeared again across the room.

"phloem,"he said making her smile and nod,"I thought I wouldn't see you again."

Shaking her head no, she spoke pointing to him,"Mine, forever, husband,"came her resolution in hush tones. His eyes grew wide, he was her husband ? She was a goddess for crying out loudly !

"Why ?"He finally managed to get out.

As far as he knew no mortal man had ever ended up on the estimable side of being an Egyptian goddess's husband.

wave her hand he was suddenly perfect naked, as the thin delicate wrapper she wore on her trunk softly floated to the floor. Smiling an almost loathly but loving grin she bent to engulf his twitching and starting to throb member.

"Good,"lifting her head, she repeated from the Nox before,"mine, spread seed."

Then with another prospicient, lingering, tedious lick all the way up his spear, she took his whole now hard length down her throat. With a moan, he almost rose off the bed, her pharynx muscles doing things he'd never thought were possible. Feeling the massive pressure he almost roared as he started to pump his seed deep down her throat.

Collapsing he was gasping for air as she released his still hard fellow member and smiled down at it. Again a wicked smile lit up her pallid brass as she moved and brought her now overcharge pussy to above his throbbing member. With one thrust she breathed out a contented sigh as she sank all the way down his shaft. The man, still trying to catch his breath, groaned again as the velvety softness of her wet sex seemed to suck and draw him in even deeper.

Looking up at the pale sight of beauty, her dark-skinned hair was such a contrast against her pale peel. Her natural process upon his member began to become harder and more frenzied as the maniacal flavor once again came into her deeply dark centre. Finally, after only a few minutes he felt her vaginal muscles tighten as she reached her going. Another unfeminine roar issued from her backtalk as she as she removed her blood covered bridge player from his chest. Oddly enough, there still was no botheration. deflection low she nipped at his cervix causing another wave of frigidity to wash over him.

Now sitting beside him, she licked the line of descent red gloss from her backtalk and deal. He still thought the colouration was beautiful on her then he remembered that red was phloem's color.

"I so want to tinge you,"he told her an almost desperation in his voice.

"Shhh,"she told him as she looked at him through slitted heart,"not yet, soon."It was almost a whispering but the man could still swear that she was purring. Touching his now deflated member she looked him directly in the oculus,"go tomorrow spreading seed."Then she smiled at him and continued to clean house the blood from herself, then bent to bat his chest and neck. Feeling drained as he always did, he thought he heard her say,"soon husband, soon."As sweet sleep overtook him, she floated away.

The future aurora he again stumbled to the bathroom stark naked, washing his face he stared in disbelief at his chest. There were not only no blood stains but there were no scratches either. The Sami was true of his cervix. Where she had drawn blood there was no grade. as if it hadn't happened. The biggest shock absorber, though, had to be the fact that he was looking at the human face of a XXIV or twenty-five-year-old in the mirror. Looking finisher he could see it was him, but almost half the age he had been.

Remembering a number of times he'd arrive the go few solar day he could only smirk. the pits, if this kept up he could most definitely get used to it. He tried to remember all he could about her ; bast fiber - Egyptian cat goddess of pleasance, music, and dancing. She was highly devoted to her lover, goddess of birthrate, protector of pregnant cleaning woman and households. Shaking his head he had to harmonize she did seem extremely loyal. True, the money would protect the home, but what exactly had she meant by soon ? That he could concern her ? That they'd stay together ? This in conclusion part had him in a quandary.

Heading out, he looked both ways before he left in his car. He had to get a few matter at the store, and with the money he'd made he decided that he could splurge a bit. Entering the supermarket was the comfortable part ; even shopping wasn't that hard. Then he made the error of making eye liaison with a woman as he was heading to the john. He'd just finished when he heard the bathroom doorway close and then lock. Wait a hour, lock ? It was a multi-person men's room.

The same cleaning lady was standing by the room access removing all her clothes, then completely naked advanced upon the scandalize man, almost knocking him to the story and fishing his now semi - heavily shaft out of his pants. Opening her oral fissure she engulfed it quickly bringing it to full phase of the moon hardness, her brain bobbing at a furious speed. Now pleased with her work she held his fellow member as she drove her dripping wet hole all the way down his shaft until her ass was resting on his thigh. Sighing in utter satisfaction she began to slowly lift and drop curtain taking him all the way each time. In just a minute she was quickening her pace and was pounding as hard as she could.

He was shocked enough that she was doing this in the men's room but when she started to shout out for him to fulfill her as fully as he could, he knew he could no longer hold back. Thrusting up to meet her, he felt his scrotum tighten and his testis start to boil as the cum began to pump deep into the woman. Shrieking she ground herself even harder, trying to take him as deep as she could. Collapsing on his chest of drawers for a moment, the woman then got up, got dressed, and left as if nothing had happened. Still a petty floor, the man paid for his grocery store and left.

Arriving nursing home he quickly made his way into the house not sure if there were a drove of women waiting on him or not. Sitting in his chair he began to mean over what he'd learned : one, he was Bast's husband. Two, he was obviously irresistible to all cleaning woman, three, he was going to see her again, at to the lowest degree, more than once a year plus four, he was almost half his age. So she wanted him to unfold his seed, she had obviously done something to him.

Well, he thought after a few hours, I should feature known what I was getting myself into all those year ago. Then a huge smiling banquet across his face. The way the plan she had for him right now was, yeah, he could experience with it, providing he was heedful and wasn't screwed to death !