The Queen of the Nile Chapter 6, a short story by harrylime. Date added: 2011-12-11. Times viewed: 3807.
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- Intro: She instinctively reached back with both hands and pulled her ass cheeks open for the introduction of his cock into her heated crack.
THE QUEEN OF THE NILE CHAPTER 6
Sir Harold entered into the underground chamber with two sturdy workers to assist his wife in the removal of the mummy from the sarcophagus.
He noticed right away that his spouse was a bit out of breath and appeared a trifle disheveled.
“Are you all right, my dear?”
Not pausing for an answer, he continued,
“It is rather close in here. Ramses, you must take better care of my little rosebud.”
Ramses, the Egyptian excavation guide nodded his head in agreement, but refrained from commenting on the delicious tightness of Lady Constance’s little rosebud which he had just recently sampled.
Lady Constance was still trembling inside from the spirited “doggy style” loving she had received from the amorous dark-skinned guide. Her female juices were seeping through her conservative cotton knickers down the inside of her smooth hairless legs. She prayed that her husband could not discern the heavy scent of the recent sex she had experienced at the hands of the muscular guide.
Ever since she had touched the royal sarcophagus of the uncrowned Queen Neferuptah, The English lady had been aware of the presence of another entity inside her besides the growing seed of her unborn child. This unknown entity had spread its tendrils to every part of her body and even controlled her very thoughts. She was a trifle dismayed at the sheer raw sexual desire that emanated from the unseen force. Lady Constance knew she was not entirely unreceptive to aggressive coupling of the dark-skinned guide, but she was certain that absent the controlling presence of the unknown force, she would never have allowed such liberties from a commoner.
It was certainly too late now.
She dreaded the consequences of her actions in the immediate future. Lady Constance was certain that the over-sexed Egyptian man would make demands on her body whenever her husband was distracted by more mundane matters. Just the thought of such depraved activities excited the presence inside her to manipulate the nerve endings and muscles in her female private parts to such a pitch that her juices began to flow with each picture of her abject submission crossing her mind.
The unspeakable vile thing inside her wanted her to fall on her hands and knees and request all four males present to mount her one after the other in a frenzy of complete abandon. Lady Constance was able to repress the urge to debase herself in such a degrading manner. She convinced her unwelcome traveler that discretion was tantamount to non-discovery.
It was decided that the intact mummy and the sarcophagus be transferred to the base camp for safe-keeping. Lady Constance insisted that the coffin be placed in her own tent so it would not be stolen by unscrupulous thieves.
The very next morning, Sir Harold left to Alexandria to secure the proper permits for transferring the items out of the Country. It was usually just a formality provided the certification was made that no jewelry or items of monetary value were included in the shipment.
No sooner had her husband disappeared over the horizon then the horny Ramses appeared at the flap of her tent.
”Does Madam require my services this morning?”
Lady Constance knew exactly what the large, muscular man wanted. It was on the tip of her tongue to deny him entrance when she heard herself exclaim,
“Yes, Ramses, I certainly do. Would you be able to repeat your recent performance in the tunnel after I taste the juices from your magnificent tool?”
The dark-skinned Egyptian man closed and tied the entrance with the study cord inside the doorway. He moved to the side of the beautiful English lady and lowered his loose pants to the carpet.
“Open your pretty little mouth, my proud Lady. My cock needs the suction of your wet tongue. Wrap your red lips around my shaft and make me shoot my creamy load right into your throat.”
Lady Constance had not had much experience in oral satisfaction and the sight of the huge member frightened her just a little bit.
Neferuptah was delighted with the self-confidence and the well-toned muscles of the man in front of her. She had much experience with such matters and willed the proud English lady’s head to envelope the long, thick shaft sucking it deep back into her throat. She showed the host how to subdue her need to gag and loosened her throat muscles to allow deep passage.
The tears of complete humiliation welled up at the corners of Lady Constance’s brimming eyes. The thing inside her made her own hand fall to her dampening slit and expert fingers quickly brought her to the very brink of an earth-shattering release. The dark-skinned man shouted at her in his own language and in English as well. The English she could understand and it made her whimper in total acceptance of her submission.
“English bitch. Suck harder and take my cum inside. Don’t spill a drop of my seed. You are a good cocksucker, you worthless female piece of meat. Soon I will be digging my long shaft into your proud bum. I will make you beg for mercy this time.”
Neferruptah was enjoying every minute of the debasement. Even Lady Constance waited impatiently for the spurting flood she knew was coming any second. Her own orgasm came first and then she felt the first spurt hit the back of her throat. She swallowed frantically to keep all the cum inside.
Ramses was in state of total rapture.
His cock was draining into the beautiful English Lady’s mouth. He pushed on the back of her head with both hands and made her suck up the remaining drops of his copious load. He bent down and looked into the bottomless depths of her eyes and lightly slapped her face to demonstrate he was in total control.
The proud English lady moaned in distress.
“Turn around on your knees and elbows, my little bitch. Time to take my meat up deep in your little pucker hole again.”
Ramses rubbed Constance’s naked rump with his rough calloused hand.
She could not help but whimper at the touch. Then, he began to spank each cheek alternately with firm blows that made her entire body shake with desire. When he stopped, she instinctively reached back with both hands and pulled her ass cheeks open for the introduction of his rock hard cock into her heated crack.
Ramses paused only momentarily at the entrance. Both Constance and Neferuptah desired this impalement and they both willed the entrance to their ass to open to Ramses cock with little resistance. He slowly slid inside and was rewarded with a sigh of complete satisfaction from the female form beneath him as he bottomed out inside the clutching rectal walls.
Neferuptah and Lady Constance were so melded into each other that they were now inseparable.
After short rest to restore their vitality, Ramses flipped the English lady over on her back and placed her delicate ankles around his muscular neck. His rampant cock was poised to enter her interesting almost nude pussy slit. He saw her eyes fall down to his erect member and swore there was a green light flashing inside when he stuck her deep with a single motion. His stalwart thrust shoved his entire shaft deep inside and he felt it hit against her cervix wall. The woman was rolling her hips and humping back against his groin to get his cock in even deeper. He thought he heard her cry out in the familiar tones of an ancient language not spoken in these lands for thousands of years. It must have been his imagination because the silly English lady was now groaning her pleasure into his satisfied ears.
The flood of his creamy cum filled the woman’s vagina to the brim.
Ramses left her on the carpet. He would return when the need arose again.
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