Inspired from another story
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It was only a few time of day later after they had pleasured each former when he awoke to see that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his school principal he expected to observe the room completely abandon. Then his eyes settled on her pale, shining figure sitting in the chairperson 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 sense were working correctly.

"Have stayed to watch you,"he thought he heard her whisper from across the elbow room, his eye 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 quicken as she seemed to once again ice-cream soda across the elbow room to him.

"In the past ; now different,"came her voice like a entitle breeze breathing through the room. Again she sat at the pes of the bed, her weight not registering at all, staring at his grimace almost as if she was studying it for the start fourth dimension. Again, he felt the iniquity start to take him as his eye closed.

This clip, he knew exactly what brought him around, or rather the deficiency 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 grim look of a vulture in her eyes. God, he wanted to touch her. Bringing his hand up he tried to stir her thigh only to bear her swipe at his hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a wrist he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no annoyance ; just blood.

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

This sole brought another fierce razz from her lips as she steadily increased her speed. Finally, with a most unfeminine boom she pressed her sex onto him. His cock was squeezed intemperately than he ever remembered it being. The pain was almost too lots as again he started to blast late into her. A bit 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 member. Laying at the metrical foot of the bed again she began to lick her fingers and hand, cleaning his blood from them. Another sly grin crossed her lips and she stared straight at him. This metre, he had decided to fight the darkness only to happen that this finish session had indeed sapped almost all of his strength.

It seemed he'd just closed his eyes when he felt a slick softness envelop his manhood, opening them he saw the scheme of her soundbox seeming to shine in the moonlight. He tried to locomote but found that it was useless. While she was gently massaging his humanness, she was also leaning over his hand cleaning the blood off his wrist. Smiling she began to osculate across his pectus, her stir 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 bite and cold feeling each meter she did. Then she did the one thing he thought she never would, as she moved to his backtalk and took them in a whisper diffused kiss. Groaning, he wasn't sure if it was him or her, her lips lingered a moment longer, the cold 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 sick consummate hand to her raw bosom she laid it between then and then pointing at him simply saying with a huge smile,"bast, mine."She vanished as the first-class honours degree light of the day poured into the room.

He shook his head. bast fiber ? Was that her name ? After all this time, was she telling him who she was ? What had changed ? Getting up he stumbled in a weakened res publica to the john. Looking in the mirror he saw that he had two small collation on his neck 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 zilch there ! okay, he thought, did I dream it all ? That's when he saw the humble ankh symbol on his inner right thigh near his scrotum. Then he saw the sistrum on his left thigh. What the netherworld ? 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 house and headed to the library. I might need to enquiry this, he thought. Along the way he had several cleaning lady staring at him as if they were starving and he was the lunch especial. Okay, he thought, this is something new. In the library he stopped to ask the old librarian for the section on ancient Egypt. The cleaning woman started to place to it when she looked up. Fixing her centre upon him, a sly smile lit up her brass, and he could swear that the woman was almost panting. She moved to exhibit him where it was, but he politely told her that he was fine. Again he could affirm that the cleaning woman was almost ready to cry but sat back down.

Moving through the dust-covered discussion section of the library he could see that this discussion section was hardly ever used. Reaching up he found a book on Bast and began to read. An time of day later his oculus were all-inclusive, the Egyptian goddess was known as the cat goddess of fleshly pleasure, protector of the household, bringer of health, and the protector holy man of fireman ? She personified the gaiety, thanksgiving, 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 lunation goddess ... with her glowing cat's eye reminding us of the moon that it reflects.

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

Leaving that division of the library he stopped short-circuit as almost every female head snapped up. escape from a bit they almost looked like a pack of ravenous wolves out on a hunting expedition. The flavour of pure lecherousness in all their eyes had him feeling more like a side of meat than a man. Escaping the construction, 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 adult female staring at him longingly.

Arriving at home he'd had to contain a back alleyway to deter any females following him as he'd noticed at to the lowest degree twenty were not all that far behind him. Closing off his house he went to the bathroom to wash his face, a pant escaped his back talk. There staring back from the mirror was a much younger form of himself. His mouth still open, he nodded at his thoughtfulness. A syncope grinning edged across his lips as he started to admire his image. He'd forgotten just how good he used to look. Flexing his branch he saw that the muscleman he had at one clock time, were indeed again with him.

auditory sense the sound of various running feet he took a peep out his bathroom window. The sight he saw shocked him a moment as he watched, at least, 15 womanhood 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 hear several of them groan in disappointment. Undeterred they moved on in mass towards the next male.

Shaking his question he sat and started his figurer, deciding he'd use up his mind off of things for a spell. Opening up his stock varlet he stared at it a moment, then he had an epiphany. Putting almost all his money into several caudex 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 devotee and would do much to reward her lovers. Shaking his head he sat deep in thought process again wondering what he'd done to earn her passion. She had visited him for days every time a night of bliss for them both, but that was it. What was unlike now ?

Laying back on the bed he thought of every meter 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 both drawing blood. Though it was his ancestry he'd found both prison term that the color on her lip had greatly excited him. Within moments he was sound asleep, having spent a respectable function of the day at the library.

He wasn't sure why he awoke as the sun was starting to pass from sight when he opened his eyes. Getting up he figured it would be a patch before he saw her again. Walking to the kitchen he made a collation to eat, then finding he was still tired returned to the sleeping accommodation. The silverish bright light of the full moonshine began to spill into the way, sending odd-shaped fantasm creeping toward him. One here and now he was alone staring at the ignitor of the moon, the next she appeared again across the room.

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

Shaking her caput no, she spoke pointing to him,"Mine, forever, husband,"came her resolution in hush up tones. His middle grew wide-cut, he was her hubby ? She was a goddess for crying out loud !

"Why ?"He finally managed to get out.

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

waving her hand he was suddenly bleak naked, as the sparse delicate wrapping she wore on her body softly floated to the floor. Smiling an almost wicked but loving smile she bent to absorb his twitching and starting to throb member.

"good,"lifting her head, she repeated from the night before,"mine, propagate seed."

Then with another prospicient, lingering, behind lick all the way up his prick, she took his totally now hard distance down her pharynx. With a moan, he almost rose off the bed, her throat muscleman doing things he'd never thought were potential. Feeling the massive pressure he almost roared as he started to pump his seminal fluid deep down her throat.

Collapsing he was gasping for air as she released his still hard penis and smiled down at it. Again a wicked smile lit up her pale face as she moved and brought her now dowse pussy to above his throbbing penis. With one poke she breathed out a contented sigh as she sank all the way down his beam of light. The man, still trying to catch his breath, groaned again as the velvety softness of her wet sex seemed to suck and pull in him in even deeper.

Looking up at the blanch vision of beauty, her grim hair was such a demarcation against her pale skin. Her actions upon his member began to become harder and more frenetic as the maniac feeling once again came into her deeply glum center. Finally, after only a few transactions he felt her vaginal heftiness tighten as she reached her release. Another unfeminine bellowing issued from her brim as she as she removed her blood covered hands from his bureau. Oddly enough, there still was no pain. Bending low she nipped at his neck causing another wave of cold to lap over him.

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

"I so want to have-to doe with you,"he told her an almost desperation in his voice.

"Shhh,"she told him as she looked at him through slitted middle,"not yet, soon."It was almost a susurration but the man could still curse that she was purring. Touching his now deflated appendage she looked him directly in the eyes,"go tomorrow scatter seed."Then she smiled at him and continued to clean the profligate from herself, then bent to puzzle out his chest and neck. Feeling drained as he always did, he thought he heard her say,"soon hubby, soon."As Sweet eternal rest overtook him, she floated away.

The side by side morning he again stumbled to the toilet 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 same was true of his neck. Where she had drawn blood line there was no mark. as if it hadn't happened. The biggest 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 issue of times he'd do the last few Clarence Day he could only smirk. perdition, if this kept up he could most definitely get used to it. He tried to commemorate all he could about her ; Bast - Egyptian cat goddess of joy, medicine, and dancing. She was highly devoted to her lover, goddess of fertility, guardian of significant womanhood and household. Shaking his head word he had to agree she did seem extremely loyal. True, the money would protect the household, but what exactly had she meant by soon ? That he could extend to her ? That they'd arrest together ? This last part had him in a quandary.

Heading out, he looked both ways before he left in his car. He had to get a few affair at the computer storage, and with the money he'd made he decided that he could fling a bit. Entering the supermarket was the soft character ; even shopping wasn't that hard. Then he made the mistake of making eye contact with a char as he was heading to the bathroom. He'd just finished when he heard the john door close and then curl. Wait a minute, curl ? It was a multi-person men's room.

The same cleaning woman was standing by the threshold removing all her clothes, then completely bare advanced upon the shocked man, almost knocking him to the floor and fishing his now semi - hard shaft out of his pants. Opening her mouth she engulfed it quickly bringing it to good rigor, her head bobbing at a furious speed. Now pleased with her oeuvre she held his penis as she drove her dripping wet hole all the way down his shaft until her ass was resting on his thighs. Sighing in utter expiation she began to slowly raising and drop-off 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 way but when she started to yell for him to sate her as entire as he could, he knew he could no longer go for back. Thrusting up to foregather her, he felt his scrotum tighten and his musket ball 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 bureau for a import, the womanhood then got up, got dressed, and left as if naught had happened. Still a minuscule appalled, the man paid for his food market and left.

Arriving home he quickly made his way into the house not sure if there were a horde of cleaning lady waiting on him or not. Sitting in his chair he began to think over what he'd learned : one, he was Bast's married man. Two, he was obviously irresistible to all women, three, he was going to see her again, at least, more than once a twelvemonth plus four, he was almost half his age. So she wanted him to diffuse his seed, she had obviously done something to him.

wellspring, he thought after a few hr, I should hold known what I was getting myself into all those years ago. Then a immense smile spread head across his face. The way the programme she had for him right now was, yeah, he could last with it, providing he was careful and wasn't screwed to dying !