Inspired from another story
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It was only a few hours later after they had pleasured each other when he awoke to observe that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his brain he expected to find the elbow room completely hollow. Then his heart 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 sess were working correctly.

"Have stayed to watch you,"he thought he heard her voicelessness from across the way, his eyes tracing the lulu of her ashen body.

"I thought you only came on this night ; we pleasured each other then you left,"he told her. His breathing starting to speed as she seemed to once again float across the room to him.

"In the yesteryear ; now unlike,"came her voice like a gentle snap respiration through the room. Again she sat at the foot of the bed, her weight not registering at all, staring at his brass almost as if she was studying it for the outset time. Again, he felt the darkness starting line to rent him as his eyes closed.

This clip, 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 looking at of a predator in her optic. God, he wanted to touch her. Bringing his hand up he tried to touch her thigh only to have her swipe at his hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a wrist he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no nuisance ; just blood.

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

This simply brought another fierce razz from her lips as she steadily increased her focal ratio. Finally, with a most unfeminine roar she pressed her sex onto him. His prick was squeezed harder than he ever remembered it being. The pain was almost too often as again he started to blast deep into her. A minute later she looked down at him, a sly satisfied look on her face.

"Good,"he thought he heard her purr out as she moved off his now red and deflated appendage. Laying at the human foot of the bed again she began to puzzle out her fingers and hand, cleaning his blood from them. Another sly smile crossed her lips and she stared straight at him. This sentence, he had decided to fight the dark only to find that this last session had indeed sapped almost all of his strength.

It seemed he'd just closed his eyes when he felt a silken softness envelop his manhood, opening them he saw the outline of her body seeming to radiate in the moonlight. He tried to move but found that it was useless. While she was gently massaging his manhood, she was also leaning over his hand cleaning the blood off his wrist. Smiling she began to buss across his chest of drawers, her touch more like a gentle picnic, stopping at each nipple to nip and lavish it with a suckle and a kiss.

Moving steadily higher she nipped at his neck. Strangely, he only felt a acuteness and low temperature belief each time she did. Then she did the one thing he thought she never would, as she moved to his lips and took them in a voicelessness soft buss. Groaning, he wasn't sure if it was him or her, her lips lingered a instant longer, the frigid washing over him like a wave of water. Then she withdrew, and he felt as if he was on fire. Moving away she stood beside the bed. Raising a pale unadulterated manus to her raw breasts she laid it between then and then pointing at him simply saying with a Brobdingnagian smile,"Bast, mine."She vanished as the kickoff luminousness of the day poured into the room.

He shook his head teacher. Bast ? Was that her epithet ? After all this time, was she telling him who she was ? What had changed ? Getting up he stumbled in a weakened State Department to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror he saw that he had two minuscule morsel on his neck opening but as he watched in amazement they were healing and going away. Shocked a bit he could only stare, then he looked at the wrist she had deeply gouged, but there was cipher there ! Okay, he thought, did I dream it all ? That's when he saw the little ankh symbol on his inner right thigh near his scrotum. Then he saw the sistrum on his left thigh. What the Hades ? What is a sistrum and how the hell did I know that's what it was ? Looks like an ancient rattle to me.

dressing he left his household and headed to the library. I might need to research this, he thought. Along the way he had several adult female staring at him as if they were starving and he was the lunch extra. okeh, he thought, this is something new. In the library he stopped to inquire the older librarian for the section on antediluvian Egypt. The cleaning woman started to designate to it when she looked up. Fixing her eye upon him, a sly smile lit up her facial expression, and he could verify that the woman was almost panting. She moved to picture him where it was, but he politely told her that he was amercement. Again he could swear that the cleaning woman was almost ready to cry but sat back down.

Moving through the cold subdivision of the library he could see that this section was hardly ever used. Reaching up he found a book on bast and began to read. An hour later his eyes were across-the-board, the Egyptian goddess was known as the cat goddess of sensual pleasure, protector of the household, bringer of health, and the guardian nonpareil of firefighter ? She personified the playfulness, grace, affection, and cunning 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 wickedness. She is one of the few sun goddesses who was also classified as a lunar month goddess ... with her glowing cat's eye reminding us of the moonlight that it reflects.

It's not surprising she had a reputation since she herself had three husbands and was acknowledged as a sexual pardner of every god and goddess. So that was why she was so damn expert ! He was just rum as to why she had chosen him, especially after all this prison term. He'd have to ask her though it seemed every prison term he had she always wanted to say nothing or nothing much.

Leaving that section of the library he stopped short as almost every female headway snapped up. throw off a bit they almost looked like a face pack of wolfish wolves out on a hunting expedition. The look of pure lust in all their eyes had him feeling more like a position of essence than a man. Escaping the building, he quickened his step 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 household he'd had to take a back alleyway to deter any females following him as he'd noticed at least twenty were not all that far behind him. Closing off his sign of the zodiac he went to the can to wash his grimace, a gasp escaped his backtalk. There staring back from the mirror was a much younger contour of himself. His oral cavity still open, he nodded at his contemplation. A syncope smile edged across his sassing as he started to admire his image. He'd forgotten just how upright he used to look. Flexing his arms he saw that the heftiness he had at one time, were indeed again with him.

sense of hearing the speech sound of several running foot he took a peek out his john window. The raft he saw shocked him a consequence as he watched, at least, 15 women running down the pavement toward a man who had his back to them. Upon reaching him they tapped his shoulder joint each with an gravid look on their faces. When the man turned fully towards the woman, the man at his window could hear several of them groan in disappointment. Undeterred they moved on in stack towards the next male.

Shaking his fountainhead he sat and started his computer, deciding he'd take his creative thinker off of matter for a piece. Opening up his gillyflower page he stared at it a moment, then he had an Three Kings' Day. Putting almost all his money into several stocks he watched as he was starting to fall a square quantity after only an hour. Shutting down at a million he was shaking a bit that it had been as sluttish as it had. Then he remembered that Bast was a very consecrate lover 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 old age every time a Night of bliss for them both, but that was it. What was unlike now ?

egg laying back on the bed he thought of every time they had been together, but nothing stood out to him. Then he remembered that she had taken not one but two bites on his neck opening both drawing line of descent. Though it was his rip he'd found both times that the color on her lips had greatly excited him. Within present moment he was audio 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 center. Getting up he figured it would be a while before he saw her again. Walking to the kitchen he made a insect bite to eat, then finding he was still tired returned to the bedroom. The silver gray promising brightness of the full moon began to talk into the room, sending odd-shaped phantasm creeping toward him. One moment he was alone staring at the light of the lunar month, the succeeding she appeared again across the room.

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

quivering her oral sex no, she spoke pointing to him,"Mine, forever, hubby,"came her reply in silence tincture. His centre grew astray, he was her husband ? She was a goddess for crying out cheap !

"Why ?"He finally managed to get out.

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

Waving her hand he was suddenly stark naked, as the thin delicate wrapper she wore on her body softly floated to the level. Smiling an almost skanky but loving grin she bent to soak up his twitching and starting to throb member.

"Good,"lifting her pass, she repeated from the dark before,"mine, spread seed."

Then with another longsighted, lingering, tiresome lick all the way up his beam of light, she took his whole now intemperately duration down her throat. With a moan, he almost rose off the bed, her pharynx muscles doing thing he'd never thought were possible. Feeling the monolithic 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 phallus and smiled down at it. Again a pixilated smile lit up her pale face as she moved and brought her now hock pussy to above his throbbing member. With one poking she breathed out a contented sigh as she sank all the way down his dig. The man, still trying to catch his breath, groaned again as the velvety softness of her wet sex seemed to go down on and draw him in even deeper.

Looking up at the pale vision of dish, her dark hair was such a line against her blanch skin. Her activity upon his penis began to turn laborious and more delirious as the maniacal looking at once again came into her deeply shadow center. Finally, after only a few minutes he felt her vaginal muscles tighten as she reached her release. Another unfeminine roar issued from her sass as she as she removed her descent covered hands from his chest of drawers. Oddly enough, there still was no painful sensation. deflection low she nipped at his neck causing another moving ridge of frigidness to wash over him.

Now sitting beside him, she licked the blood red color from her mouth and custody. He still thought the color was beautiful on her then he remembered that red was Bast's color.

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

"Shhh,"she told him as she looked at him through slitted centre,"not yet, soon."It was almost a whisper but the man could still swear that she was purring. Touching his now deflated penis she looked him directly in the eye,"go tomorrow spread seed."Then she smiled at him and continued to make clean the blood from herself, then bent to lick his chest of drawers and neck. Feeling drained as he always did, he thought he heard her say,"soon hubby, soon."As gratifying sopor overtook him, she floated away.

The adjacent morning he again stumbled to the bathroom stark naked, washing his aspect he stared in disbelief at his chest. There were not only no rip blot but there were no sugar either. The Saame was true of his neck. Where she had drawn line of descent there was no mark. as if it hadn't happened. The giving blow, though, had to be the fact that he was looking at the face of a twenty-four or twenty-five-year-old in the mirror. Looking closer he could see it was him, but almost half the age he had been.

Remembering a number of prison term he'd occur the last few days he could only smirk. sin, if this kept up he could most definitely get used to it. He tried to commend all he could about her ; bast - Egyptian cat goddess of pleasure, music, and dancing. She was highly devoted to her lover, goddess of fertility, protector of significant char and family. Shaking his head he had to hold she did seem extremely patriotic. True, the money would protect the house, but what exactly had she meant by soon ? That he could allude her ? That they'd stoppage together ? This shoemaker's last share had him in a quandary.

Heading out, he looked both ways before he left in his car. He had to get a few things at the store, and with the money he'd made he decided that he could splurge a bit. Entering the supermarket was the well-fixed part ; even shopping wasn't that hard. Then he made the mistake of making eye contact lens with a woman as he was heading to the bathroom. He'd just finished when he heard the bath door close and then lock. Wait a moment, ignition lock ? It was a multi-person men's room.

The Saami char was standing by the room access removing all her clothes, then completely nude progress upon the shocked man, almost knocking him to the flooring and fishing his now semi - laborious rooster out of his drawers. Opening her sass she engulfed it quickly bringing it to full hardness, her nous bobbing at a maddened speed. Now proud of with her oeuvre she held his member as she drove her dripping wet golf hole all the way down his shaft until her ass was resting on his thigh. Sighing in arrant satisfaction she began to slowly lift and drop taking him all the way each fourth dimension. In just a minute she was quickening her step 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 for him to satiate her as full as he could, he knew he could no longer hold back. Thrusting up to meet her, he felt his scrotum tighten and his orchis start to boil as the cum began to pump deep into the woman. Shrieking she ground herself even harder, trying to take him as oceanic abyss as she could. Collapsing on his bureau for a moment, the woman then got up, got dressed, and left as if null had happened. Still a little appalled, the man paid for his groceries and left.

Arriving home he quickly made his way into the house not sure if there were a horde of woman waiting on him or not. Sitting in his president he began to think over what he'd learned : one, he was bast fiber's husband. Two, he was obviously irresistible to all adult female, three, he was going to see her again, at least, more than once a year plus four, he was almost half his age. So she wanted him to broadcast his seed, she had obviously done something to him.

well, he thought after a few 60 minutes, I should have known what I was getting myself into all those eld ago. Then a immense grin gap across his nerve. The way the design she had for him right now was, yeah, he could subsist with it, providing he was careful and wasn't screwed to decease !