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, that you don't remember your own mother, Hetepheres
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," she said, with a tint of sadness in her voice. That was when Andrew finally noticed the necklace, the same necklace they had found in that locked jeweled box. "I put a part of my soul into this gem," her fingers lightly touched the sapphire, "so that we could be together again for one night. That's all the spell would allow for us, so that you and I could finally be together like we've always wanted," Hetepheres said, gazing lovingly at Onouphrios's ghostly spirit and not Andrew's physical body. "Come, the spell won't last forever, and I want to make love to the man I fell in love with all those years ago before we return to the underworld to be judged by Osiris
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," she spoke, holding out her hands to Andrew.
Andrew ran his eyes over his mother's body, wondering if he could just banish the spirit from his mother's body. Yet, how was he to do that? He barely understood the power of the Pharaoh; he wasn't in the position to expel Hetepheres' spirit from his own mother's body. Praying that his mother would return to normal as his hands slid into hers. Her breath was loud in his ears as she kissed him like she hasn't seen him in a thousand years. Then again, that was true if you don't count their time in the Underworld. His mother's sky-blue eyes shimmered in her hunger as their lips pulled away from one another's. Feeling her own tugging lightly on his lower lip when she did.
"Do you remember our time on the barrage?" Hetepheres asked, leading her son towards the bed.
"Yeah..." It was fuzzy, yet the images were clear enough for him to know what was happening.
"Good, then you haven't forgotten what I taught you that day," Hetepheres said, her hands lightly ran down the body her son was inhabiting. The vessel might appear different to her, yet she could feel her son inside of it. "I see you've regained the blessings of the Gods I had the priests of the temples bestow upon you when you were a child," she stated, smelling the scent of pomegranates coming off of Andrew as she undressed her son. "This new body of yours might appear lacking in what you once were, just not where it counts," Hetepheres purred, causing Andrew to jump slightly when she grabbed a handful of his manhood.
"Why was my name erased?" Andrew asked. It had been nagging at him that Onouphrios' name would have been obliterated from history.
"That was due to your brother's greed and lust for power," Hetepheres spoke as she unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoning his jeans. This was all possible due to the memories of the woman she was possessing at the moment. While she would love to explore this new world she had awakened into, yet, the spell would only last for one night. A night she was going to ensure would forever be remembered when they returned to the Duat
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. "That was why I placed your sarcophagus with your father, along with this necklace to show the world my son hasn't been forgotten!" Andrew noted the fire in her eyes; it sort of reminded him of his mother's own fire. Pondering if that was why Hetepheres was able to take over his mother's body, given their lineage. Reaching up, watching her quivering eyes, wondering if they had done this before when Hetepheres and Onouphrios were alive and not spirits inhabiting their bodies as he gently pushed her dress from her shoulders. Observing how that blue linen cascaded down his mother's tanned body earned from her years under the Egyptian sun. "Yes, Onouphrios," Hetepheres moaned, tossing her head back as Andrew cradled his mother's breasts. "You always loved playing with my breasts," she said, smiling sweetly at him as her hand caressed his left cheek. "Now really show your mother how much you've missed them," Hetepheres said, shoving Andrew's face into the valley of her orbs.
All the while Hetepheres was seducing her son, Alex (or Alexandria as her given name was), waded through Hetepheres' memories that were flashing before her eyes. She knew any Egyptologist would give anything to see what life was actually like back in 3500 BC like she had the opportunity to do, although she wouldn't advise on getting possessed to do so. Alex might not be in control of her body at that moment, yet it didn't mean she didn't feel everything Andrew was doing to her. "
Yes, baby, right there
!" Alex moaned out into her mind as she caught flashes of her body squirming on her hotel bed when Andrew's tongue tasted her so well, just like he always has, since she became her son's lover. She could feel her fingers curling around the sheets as that hard, thick cock penetrated her mound. Hearing her own howl of bliss in her ears as that ten and a half inches long and three and a half fingers wide cock of his thrusted deep within the heat of her core.
Alex totally lost track of time and the number of orgasms she'd had so far, along with the number of times Hetepheres made her son cum in and on her body. Her pussy was so damn sore, her body was exhausted, yet it seemed to her Hetepheres didn't care about any of that. No. It seemed to her Hetepheres wanted everything she and her son could give her before whatever was happening to her ended, and she would return to the Land of the Dead. Then, when she thought it would never end, she felt the necklace unclasp and fall to the bed.
"God, Andrew, pull out!" Alex hissed, feeling how her cunt throbbed due to the pounding it had taken. Not that her body wasn't thoroughly satisfied, which it was, it was the fact that they had been fucking nonstop until three am. Tossing the necklace across the room, she wanted nothing more to do with it. She should have never let her curiosity get the better of her. Feeling the tip of his cock leaving her sore cunt, collapsing in exhaustion. Looking over when Andrew fell onto his back, his chest heaving like mad. Feeling his cum flowing like a river from her pussy and all his dried cum on her body. Neither said a word; how could they? How could anyone explain getting possessed by a ghost and fucking your son for almost eight hours? Inching over to him, wrapping her sore and tired body around him, holding her son tight like she had done in her Cairo apartment before he returned to New York and drifted off to sleep.
They both were rudely awakened when Andrew's phone went off at eight the next morning. "Shit!" Andrew hissed, seeing his father calling. "Hey Dad, I know, I know, I'm sorry," he quickly said, as Julián began his tirade about how he didn't call or text about not coming home. "It's just we got caught up in what was going to happen on opening night that we lost track of time, and before I knew it, it was already one o'clock, so I just crashed on the couch in her hotel room," Andrew lied, he didn't think his father would take too kindly to the fact that he had actually been fucking her for most of the night. "It won't happen again, I promise. Yep, I'll be home tonight," he nodded. "Okay, see you when you get home." With that, he ended the call and fell back onto the bed.
"You want to tell me why you were possessed by Hetepheres?" Andrew asked, looking over at his mother who's eyes never left him.
"I don't know, the last thing I remember clearly was having a Skype conference call with the Supreme Council of Antiquities then... a bunch of haze drifting through my head until that necklace came off," Alex said, lightly rubbing her hand along his chest. Wondering if he was dealing with more of this supernatural weirdness that she found silly. Yet, after last night, she couldn't doubt that side of reality didn't exist any longer. Watching how her son pinched the bridge of his nose like this wasn't anything new to him. "Andy, how long has this kind of thing been going on?"
"Told you, since I fell through that floor," Andrew said truthfully, peering over at his mother.
"Can't you... I don't know, tell them you don't want to be Pharaoh or something?"
"Yeah, don't think the Gods are going to take 'no' for an answer, Mom," Andrew stated, rolling out of bed, and walking towards the bathroom.
"Where are you going?" Alex asked, quickly rolling over.
"A shower, then to the Met."
"The Met? Why? What for?" Alex inquired, quickly getting out of bed then slowing, her whole body hurt... She, however, wasn't going to miss showering with her lover. That didn't mean they were going to fuck again; her pussy was just too sore for that right now.
"To visit the Temple of Dendur
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, to ask Osiris to make sure Hetepheres doesn't return," Andrew said, looking at his mother as she sashayed into the bathroom.
"Oh? Would you mind if I came along?" Alex asked, intrigued to see what it meant to be a Pharaoh firsthand.
"You want to come and watch me talk to a God?" Andrew uttered, shaking his head when his mother vehemently nodded hers with this luster in her eyes like she had when she was making some newfound discovery. Just like the look she had when he showed them where Akhenaten
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and Nefertiti
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were buried in the secret chamber that Tutankhamen
