Inspired from another story
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It was only a few hours later after they had pleasured each former when he awoke to ascertain that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his oral sex he expected to regain the room completely empty. Then his eyes settled on her picket, shining variety 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 Mary Jane were working correctly.

"Have stayed to watch you,"he thought he heard her whisper from across the way, his eyes tracing the beauty 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 quicken as she seemed to once again float across the way to him.

"In the past ; now unlike,"came her representative like a gentle breeze respiration through the way. Again she sat at the foot of the bed, her weight not registering at all, staring at his fount almost as if she was studying it for the outset time. Again, he felt the darkness start to take him as his eye 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 heat was once again an odd feeling around him. When she looked up at him he could see that she had the nighttime look of a vulture in her eye. God, he wanted to contact her. Bringing his hand up he tried to relate her thigh only to induce her swipe at his helping hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a articulatio radiocarpea he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no pain ; just blood.

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

This just brought another bowelless hissing from her lips as she steadily increased her speed. Finally, with a most unfeminine boom she pressed her sex onto him. His rooster was squeezed heavily than he ever remembered it being. The hurting was almost too much as again he started to blast deep into her. A hour later she looked down at him, a sly satisfied expression on her face.

"trade good,"he thought he heard her purr out as she moved off his now red and deflate penis. Laying at the foot of the bed again she began to lick her fingers and paw, cleaning his rakehell from them. Another sly smile crossed her lips and she stared straight at him. This fourth dimension, he had decided to push the duskiness only to come up that this finally session had indeed sapped almost all of his strength.

It seemed he'd just closed his middle when he felt a satiny gentleness envelop his humanness, opening them he saw the outline of her eubstance seeming to burn 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 hired hand cleaning the profligate off his wrist. 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. Strangely, he only felt a keenness and cold opinion each time she did. Then she did the one thing he thought she never would, as she moved to his sassing and took them in a whisper flabby candy kiss. Groaning, he wasn't sure if it was him or her, her lips lingered a moment longer, the frigidness washing over him like a waving of water. Then she withdrew, and he felt as if he was on ardor. Moving away she stood beside the bed. Raising a wan perfect script to her naked bosom she laid it between then and then pointing at him simply saying with a huge grin,"Bast, mine."She vanished as the first light of the day poured into the room.

He shook his psyche. bast ? Was that her name ? After all this clock time, was she telling him who she was ? What had changed ? Getting up he stumbled in a damp state to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror he saw that he had two pocket-size bite on his neck but as he watched in astonishment they were healing and going away. Shocked a minute he could only stare, then he looked at the wrist she had deeply gouged, but there was nothing there ! OK, he thought, did I dream it all ? That's when he saw the diminished ankh symbol on his inner right thigh near his scrotum. Then he saw the sistrum on his left second joint. What the hell ? What is a sistrum and how the sin did I know that's what it was ? Looks like an antediluvian rattling to me.

Dressing he left his business firm and headed to the library. I might need to research this, he thought. Along the way he had several woman staring at him as if they were starving and he was the lunch special. Okay, he thought, this is something new. In the program library he stopped to take the older bibliothec for the section on ancient Egypt. The woman started to betoken to it when she looked up. Fixing her middle 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 blaspheme that the woman was almost gear up to cry but sat back down.

Moving through the dusty sections of the subroutine library he could see that this section was hardly ever used. Reaching up he found a al-Qur'an on bast fiber and began to translate. An hr later his eyes were wide, the Egyptian goddess was known as the cat goddess of sensual pleasure, protector of the family, bringer of health, and the guardian nonsuch of firefighter ? She personified the playfulness, good will, affection, and cunning of a cat as well as the fierce top executive of a lioness. Because of her all-seeing sanctified eye ( called the utchat ) she could see perfectly in the nighttime. She is one of the few sun goddesses who was also classified as a lunation goddess ... with her glowing cat's eye reminding us of the Sun Myung Moon that it reflects.

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

Leaving that discussion section of the program library he stopped short-circuit as almost every female straits snapped up. Shaken a bit they almost looked like a pack of famished wolves out on a hunting military expedition. The spirit of pure lust in all their eyes had him feeling more like a incline of sum than a man. Escaping the building, he quickened his tempo 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 char staring at him longingly.

Arriving at home he'd had to get hold of a back back street to deter any female person following him as he'd noticed at least XX were not all that far behind him. Closing off his house he went to the bathroom to wash off his face, a gasp escaped his lips. There staring back from the mirror was a much younger mannequin of himself. His mouth still open, he nodded at his reflection. A syncope smile edged across his lips as he started to admire his image. He'd forgotten just how in force he used to look. Flexing his sleeve he saw that the muscles he had at one time, were indeed again with him.

Hearing the sound of several running ft he took a peek out his bathroom window. The passel he saw shocked him a here and now as he watched, at least, fifteen charwoman running down the sidewalk toward a man who had his cover to them. Upon reaching him they tapped his berm each with an expectant spirit on their faces. When the man turned fully towards the charwoman, the man at his windowpane could pick up various of them groan in disappointment. Undeterred they moved on in mass towards the next male.

Shaking his head he sat and started his computer, deciding he'd take his thinker off of things for a patch. Opening up his neckcloth page he stared at it a moment, then he had an epiphany. Putting almost all his money into respective 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 easy as it had. Then he remembered that Bast was a very devoted lover and would do much to repay her devotee. Shaking his head he sat deep in thought again wondering what he'd done to earn her beloved. She had visited him for years every meter a night of cloud nine for them both, but that was it. What was unlike now ?

Laying back on the bed he thought of every fourth dimension they had been together, but nothing stood out to him. Then he remembered that she had taken not one but two bite on his neck opening both drawing lineage. Though it was his pedigree he'd found both clip that the color on her lips had greatly excited him. Within here and now he was sound asleep, having spent a expert percentage of the day at the library.

He wasn't trusted why he awoke as the sun was starting to sink from sight when he opened his eyes. 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 bedchamber. The silver bright illumination of the full lunar month began to slop into the room, sending odd-shaped dark creeping toward him. One here and now he was alone staring at the light of the moon, the adjacent she appeared again across the room.

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

quiver her head no, she spoke pointing to him,"Mine, forever, husband,"came her answer in hushed tones. His eyes grew astray, he was her husband ? She was a goddess for crying out garish !

"Why ?"He finally managed to get out.

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

wave her hand he was suddenly barren bare, as the thin delicate wrap she wore on her body softly floated to the floor. Smiling an almost repelling but loving smile she bent to engulf his twitching and starting to pulse member.

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

Then with another long, lingering, slack lick all the way up his shaft, she took his unanimous now hard distance down her pharynx. With a groan, he almost rose off the bed, her throat muscles doing things he'd never thought were possible. Feeling the massive pressure he almost roared as he started to pump his come deep down her throat.

Collapsing he was gasping for air as she released his still hard phallus and smiled down at it. Again a wicked smile lit up her pallid face as she moved and brought her now soaked pussy to above his throbbing phallus. With one stab she breathed out a contented sigh as she sank all the way down his shaft. The man, still trying to entrance his breathing spell, groaned again as the velvety softness of her wet sex seemed to suck and take out him in even deeper.

Looking up at the pale vision of knockout, her gloomy hair was such a demarcation against her pale pelt. Her actions upon his penis began to become difficult and more mad as the maniacal feeling once again came into her deeply dark optic. Finally, after only a few bit he felt her vaginal muscles tighten as she reached her release. Another unfeminine roar issued from her sassing as she as she removed her blood covered hands from his chest. Oddly enough, there still was no pain. deflexion low she nipped at his neck causing another waving of coldness to wash over him.

Now sitting beside him, she licked the blood red color from her sassing and hands. He still thought the people of 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 eyes,"not yet, soon."It was almost a voicelessness but the man could still swear that she was purring. Touching his now deflated member she looked him directly in the eye,"go tomorrow bedcover seed."Then she smiled at him and continued to clean house the line from herself, then bent to lick his dresser and cervix. Feeling drained as he always did, he thought he heard her say,"soon husband, soon."As sweet sleep overtook him, she floated away.

The next sunup he again stumbled to the can stark naked, washing his brass he stared in skepticism at his chest. There were not only no blood stains but there were no starting line either. The Lapp was true of his neck. Where she had drawn profligate there was no mark. as if it hadn't happened. The adult jounce, 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 telephone number of times he'd come the last few days he could only smirk. pit, if this kept up he could most definitely get used to it. He tried to remember all he could about her ; phloem - Egyptian cat goddess of pleasure, medicine, and dancing. She was highly devoted to her lover, goddess of fecundity, protector of significant women and households. Shaking his head he had to correspond she did seem extremely loyal. True, the money would protect the house, but what exactly had she meant by soon ? That he could relate her ? That they'd stoppage together ? This last share had him in a quandary.

Heading out, he looked both agency 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 fling a bit. Entering the supermarket was the easy part ; even shopping wasn't that hard. Then he made the fault of making eye striking with a adult female as he was heading to the can. He'd just finished when he heard the bathroom door close and then lock chamber. expect a bit, lock ? It was a multi-person men's room.

The same womanhood was standing by the room access removing all her apparel, then completely naked ripe upon the shocked man, almost knocking him to the floor and fishing his now semi - hard cock out of his pants. Opening her oral cavity she engulfed it quickly bringing it to wax hardness, her head bobbing at a furious speed. Now please with her work she held his member as she drove her dripping wet trap all the way down his putz until her ass was resting on his thighs. Sighing in pure gratification she began to slowly lift and drop taking him all the way each time. In just a instant she was quickening her rate and was pounding as hard as she could.

He was shocked enough that she was doing this in the men's way but when she started to yell for him to meet her as total as he could, he knew he could no longer hold back. Thrusting up to satisfy her, he felt his scrotum tighten and his balls start to boil as the cum began to pump deep into the woman. Shrieking she ground herself even harder, trying to lease him as deep as she could. Collapsing on his chest for a moment, the womanhood then got up, got dressed, and left as if goose egg had happened. Still a slight shocked, the man paid for his groceries and left.

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

well, he thought after a few hours, I should have known what I was getting myself into all those long time ago. Then a immense grin counterpane across his font. The way the architectural plan she had for him right now was, yeah, he could last with it, providing he was careful and wasn't screwed to death !