(A.N) This story is my first composition—ever!— and it is not short. It has a plot and purpose that I hope you all enjoy. This is the first part of coming stories in a series called Touched By Divinity.
Please remember that this story was written purely for pleasure and is in no way meant to insult Anyone.
Thank you for readin :)
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Egypt, 2413 BC
Isali was admiring the crystal-white stars when it had happened. A star, only a small dot upon the darkness yet it was brightest and when it fell, when it passed-by all the others leaving in its wake a thick streak of silvers; Isali made one single wish.
That he would return. Even if he had vowed and whispered a sweet and truthful promise, Isali wished for her god to return to her. It had only been near a day since he had descended with her in his arms to the place beside the Nile.
She remembered the Sun God's mouth on hers, his hot fingers rubbing over her breasts, and his cock drilling into her dripping womanhood. Remembered the love he poured into her in the end. And she wanted more. So much more.
She rubbed a breast through the material of her tunic, allowing the memory to float to the surface. So clearly, Isali could recall their unions, the second much slower and lovelier than the first. She could not decide which she enjoyed more: Hard and fast or slow and sensuous? Perhaps she needed to test the God a second—no third and fourth—time to be certain, she thought with a one-sided smirk.
By now her womanhood was slick with moisture and a subtle breeze on the winds brushed against her sex through the fabric, inciting a small moan to fall from her lips. She thought about relieving herself with her fingers but she had no desire to pleasure herself in such an open place. Although, to her knowledge, she is alone—her home is not as concealed from other's in the city as much as she liked.
Yet, Isali could neither deny nor stop herself from desiring the carnal pleasures that came with the act. So she acted without care of who might be watching her, slithering a hand down her front. She'd just slipped her fingers through the opening of her tunic when something stopped her—
"Here, let me." Isali yelped in surprise; the hand was much hotter than her own, the wall of hard muscle against her back as familiar to her as the palm of her hand and when she settled into him, Ra dipped his fingers into the slit of her womanhood.
"Did you miss me?" He whispered, a hot caress against her ear. Isali nodded her head in answer and moved her hands to join his one on her breasts, tweaking her nipples while he rubbed at them roughly. His hot fingers, circling her sensitive nub of flesh moved with earnest. And Isali could feel herself nearing her peak.
She wanted to scream out as she'd done in the clouds, but knew the entire city would hear. Her breaths quickened, became harsher. His tongue licked at the pulse her neck while she bucked her hips against him. His cock pressed into her bottom and Isali rocked back to meet his hard movements. His breath ghosted over her chin, the hand on her breasts turned her face toward him and his lips met her open mouth in a kiss that was both passion and lust. Always lust.
Her knees felt weak from the ministrations of his fingers, and when Ra shoved two inside of her forcefully, stretching her even though she'd already had his cock in her only hours before, her womanhood clamped down on them tightly, trying to swallow them whole. Isali moaned, and Ra muffled it with his mouth.
With stars behind her eyes, the Sun God removed his fingers from her womanhood and turned her to face him. Smiling at her, he took those fingers in his mouth and sucked them clean, tasting her. "I do believe I said I'd take you to touch the stars." He said, dropping to his knees before her. Before Isali realized what he was doing, Ra had cut away the straps of her gown so it dropped to her feet. He lifted her legs over his shoulders, holding her up with a hand on her bottom and the other on the small of her back and when he put his mouth on her—his eagle wings flared out and the loud scream that she could not contain, was lost to the midnight air.
This descent was fast, almost as fast at the tongue darting around and through her nether lips. Isali gripped at his hair lovingly, urging him further. With bleary eyes, she realized just how high he'd taken her. She could touch the stars, if she reached out for them—something she'd wanted to do since she was a child—but something she wanted more was the Sun God's tongue on her.
Ra, a hand on each cheek, gave her soaking wet womanhood a long slow lick, unable to suppress a smile as he heard her moan his name. Loudly. He let his tongue explore her, the soft folds of her womanhood he grazed and teased with his teeth. He found her clitoris with his tongue and the way she writhed, the hand in his hair only encouraged him more. Soon he was licking at her greedily, hungrily, replacing her sweet nectar with his own wetness. He plunge his tongue into her hole and pierced her with it as if it were his cock.
