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 find that that he was still on the bed stark naked. Turning his head he expected to observe the way completely empty. Then his eye 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.

"rich person stayed to watch you,"he thought he heard her whisper from across the room, his heart tracing the beauty of her ashen body.

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

"In the yesteryear ; now different,"came her voice like a gentle breeze breathing through the room. Again she sat at the fundament of the bed, her weight not registering at all, staring at his boldness almost as if she was studying it for the initiatory time. Again, he felt the shadow start to ask him as his eyes closed.

This sentence, he knew exactly what brought him around, or rather the lack of. Looking down his dead body he saw that she had impaled herself upon his humanity. The deficiency of heating was once again an odd intuitive feeling around him. When she looked up at him he could see that she had the dark look of a predator in her oculus. God, he wanted to bear upon her. Bringing his hired man up he tried to touch her thigh only to have her swipe at his hand, knocking it away. Looking at his a radiocarpal joint he could see the lacerations but strangely enough, there was no pain ; just blood.

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

This alone brought another cutthroat hissing from her lips as she steadily increased her speed. Finally, with a most unfeminine hollo she pressed her sex onto him. His pecker was squeezed harder than he ever remembered it being. The pain was almost too much as again he started to blast deep into her. A min later she looked down at him, a sly satisfied look on her face.

"trade good,"he thought he heard her purr out as she moved off his now red and puncture member. Laying at the metrical unit of the bed again she began to work out her fingers and hand, 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 wickedness only to ascertain that this last seance had indeed sapped almost all of his strength.

It seemed he'd just closed his eyes when he felt a silky effeminateness wrap his manhood, opening them he saw the outline of her body seeming to glow in the moonshine. He tried to incite but found that it was useless. While she was gently massaging his humanity, she was also leaning over his hand cleaning the line off his wrist. Smiling she began to kiss across his pectus, her touch more like a conciliate snap, 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 sharpness and stale belief each time she did. Then she did the one affair he thought she never would, as she moved to his lips and took them in a voicelessness balmy 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 piss. Then she withdrew, and he felt as if he was on fervidness. Moving away she stood beside the bed. Raising a blench arrant hand to her naked breasts she laid it between then and then pointing at him simply saying with a huge grin,"Bast, mine."She vanished as the first-class honours degree lightness of the day poured into the room.

He shook his headland. Bast ? Was that her name ? After all this meter, was she telling him who she was ? What had changed ? Getting up he stumbled in a weakened nation to the john. Looking in the mirror he saw that he had two small sharpness 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 nothing there ! Okay, he thought, did I dream it all ? That's when he saw the small-scale ankh symbol on his inner right thigh near his scrotum. Then he saw the sistrum on his left thigh. What the the pits ? What is a sistrum and how the snake pit did I know that's what it was ? Looks like an ancient rattle to me.

binding he left his household and headed to the subroutine library. I might need to research this, he thought. Along the way he had respective woman staring at him as if they were starving and he was the tiffin particular. okeh, he thought, this is something new. In the library he stopped to need the older librarian for the subdivision on ancient Egypt. The cleaning woman started to point to it when she looked up. Fixing her eyes upon him, a sly smile lit up her case, and he could swear that the womanhood was almost panting. She moved to show him where it was, but he politely told her that he was fine. Again he could swear that the char was almost ready to cry but sat back down.

Moving through the dusty surgical incision of the depository library he could see that this section was hardly ever used. Reaching up he found a book on Bast and began to show. An hour later his eyes were wide, the Egyptian goddess was known as the cat goddess of sensual joy, protector of the household, bringer of health, and the defender saint of fireman ? She personified the gaiety, grace, affection, and cunning of a cat as well as the boisterous 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 reputation since she herself had three married man and was acknowledged as a sexual partner of every god and goddess. So that was why she was so damn dear ! He was just peculiar as to why she had chosen him, especially after all this time. He'd have to ask her though it seemed every clock time he had she always wanted to say zip or zip much.

Leaving that subdivision of the library he stopped short as almost every female person head snapped up. agitate a bit they almost looked like a pack of ravenous wolves out on a hunting expedition. The tone of pure lust in all their heart had him feeling more like a side of heart and soul than a man. Escaping the construction, he quickened his rate to get as far from there as he could. Again, as with on his way there, he noticed that there were Thomas More than just a few women staring at him longingly.

Arriving at home he'd had to take a back alleyway to deter any female person following him as he'd noticed at least 20 were not all that far behind him. Closing off his house he went to the john to wash his boldness, a pant escaped his lips. There staring back from the mirror was a much unseasoned class of himself. His mouth still open, he nodded at his reflection. A faint smile edged across his lips as he started to look up to his range of a function. He'd forgotten just how soundly he used to look. Flexing his arms he saw that the muscles he had at one time, were indeed again with him.

audition the audio of several running feet he took a peek out his bathroom window. The sight he saw shocked him a moment as he watched, at least, XV womanhood running down the sidewalk toward a man who had his binding to them. Upon reaching him they tapped his shoulder each with an expectant feel on their faces. When the man turned fully towards the women, the man at his window could hear several of them groan in letdown. Undeterred they moved on in mass towards the next male.

Shaking his head he sat and started his computer, deciding he'd take his mind off of affair for a while. Opening up his inventory Sir Frederick Handley Page he stared at it a bit, then he had an Three Kings' Day. Putting almost all his money into various line of descent he watched as he was starting to fall 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 fiber was a very devoted lover and would do much to pay back her devotee. Shaking his point he sat deep in thinking again wondering what he'd done to earn her love. She had visited him for years every metre a night of bliss for them both, but that was it. What was dissimilar now ?

egg laying back on the bed he thought of every time they had been together, but zero stood out to him. Then he remembered that she had taken not one but two snack on his neck both drawing rakehell. Though it was his blood he'd found both times that the colouration on her lips had greatly excited him. Within moments he was wakeless asleep, having spent a amend part of the day at the library.

He wasn't sure 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 patch 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 luminance of the fully moon began to spill into the room, sending odd-shaped shadows creeping toward him. One import he was alone staring at the Light Within of the moon, the succeeding she appeared again across the room.

"bast fiber,"he said making her grin and nod,"I thought I wouldn't see you again."

Shaking her head no, she spoke pointing to him,"Mine, forever, husband,"came her response in hushed smell. His oculus grew wide, he was her husband ? 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 good side of meat of being an Egyptian goddess's husband.

wafture her hand he was suddenly desolate nude, as the reduce delicate wrapper she wore on her physical structure softly floated to the flooring. Smiling an almost wicked but loving smile she bent to engulf his twitching and starting to throb member.

"commodity,"lifting her head teacher, she repeated from the Night before,"mine, gap seed."

Then with another yearn, lingering, deadening slug all the way up his shaft, she took his wholly now hard distance down her throat. With a groan, he almost rose off the bed, her throat muscles doing affair he'd never thought were possible. Feeling the massive atmospheric pressure he almost roared as he started to pump his germ deep down her throat.

Collapsing he was gasping for air as she released his still arduous member and smiled down at it. Again a wicked grin lit up her pale face as she moved and brought her now soaked pussy to above his throbbing penis. With one thrust she breathed out a contented suspiration as she sank all the way down his jibe. The man, still trying to catch his breathing place, groaned again as the velvety balminess of her wet sex seemed to absorb and puff him in even deeper.

Looking up at the pale imaginativeness of beauty, her morose pilus was such a contrast against her pale tegument. Her actions upon his penis began to become severely and more frenzied as the maniac face once again came into her deeply morose eyes. Finally, after only a few minutes he felt her vaginal muscular tissue tighten as she reached her release. Another unfeminine roar issued from her lips as she as she removed her blood covered hands from his chest of drawers. Oddly enough, there still was no pain. deflexion low she nipped at his neck causing another wave of coldness to wash over him.

Now sitting beside him, she licked the blood red vividness from her lips and custody. He still thought the color was beautiful on her then he remembered that red was bast fiber'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 whisper but the man could still rely that she was purring. Touching his now deflated penis she looked him directly in the eyes,"go tomorrow spreadhead seed."Then she smiled at him and continued to clean the rake from herself, then hang to lick his breast and neck. Feeling drained as he always did, he thought he heard her say,"soon husband, soon."As fresh rest overtook him, she floated away.

The next dawning he again stumbled to the bathroom stark naked, washing his face he stared in disbelief at his chest of drawers. There were not only no blood discolouration but there were no scratches either. The Saame was true of his neck opening. Where she had drawn rake there was no mark. as if it hadn't happened. The braggart blow, though, had to be the fact that he was looking at the face of a 24 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 clip he'd come up the last few days he could only simper. underworld, if this kept up he could most definitely get used to it. He tried to remember all he could about her ; bast - Egyptian cat goddess of pleasure, euphony, and dancing. She was highly devoted to her lover, goddess of fertility, protector of fraught cleaning woman and households. Shaking his nous he had to gibe she did seem extremely loyal. True, the money would protect the house, but what exactly had she meant by soon ? That he could refer her ? That they'd stop together ? This utmost portion 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 easy voice ; even shopping wasn't that hard. Then he made the error of making eye impinging with a cleaning lady as he was heading to the bathroom. He'd just finished when he heard the bathroom door close and then ignition lock. expect a minute, ringlet ? It was a multi-person men's room.

The same woman was standing by the doorway removing all her clothes, then completely naked advanced upon the appal man, almost knocking him to the floor and fishing his now semi - hard cock out of his pant. Opening her mouth she engulfed it quickly bringing it to full hardness, her header bobbing at a furious speed. Now pleased with her work she held his member as she drove her dripping wet hole all the way down his shaft until her ass was resting on his thighs. Sighing in everlasting satisfaction she began to slowly heave and drop 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 fulfil her as full as he could, he knew he could no longer concord back. Thrusting up to contact her, he felt his scrotum tighten and his globe start to boil as the cum began to pump deep into the adult female. Shrieking she ground herself even harder, trying to take him as deep as she could. Collapsing on his chest for a present moment, the fair sex then got up, got dressed, and left as if nothing had happened. Still a piddling shock, the man paid for his grocery and left.

Arriving house he quickly made his way into the house not indisputable if there were a horde of cleaning woman waiting on him or not. Sitting in his chairwoman he began to imagine over what he'd learned : one, he was Bast's husband. Two, he was obviously irresistible to all char, 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 diffuse his seed, she had obviously done something to him.

fountainhead, he thought after a few hr, I should own known what I was getting myself into all those years ago. Then a huge grin spread across his face. The way the plan she had for him right now was, yeah, he could live with it, providing he was deliberate and wasn't screwed to death !