Maxine vine is my online girl friend she inspired me to write this story which she believes is our past life her beautiful pictures stimulated my mind ,body & heart .I have a strange feeling towards her like she gives me a motherly or a sisterly feeling or sometimes its a sexual attraction .This story is about our life in Egypt .Nora has edited this story and she did a great work , I am thankful for her valuable feedbacks .
THE GREAT ROYAL WIFE
Although we live thousands of miles apart and our bodies have been ground in the wheel of time, the spirits are alive. Thanks to the internet we've met again in a different life and time. Race, and culture don't affect the bond that our spirits feel; we are one and it doesn't matter what race or culture we belong to. Today you are my vintage beauty in the west and I am your young lover in the east.
It gives me immense pleasure to experience the taste of the forbidden fruit which we tasted thousands of years ago. You were my great royal wife, my official consort, and most importantly, 'my older sister.' I was eighteen and you were twenty-four when I succeeded as the emperor of Egypt. The reason I became the emperor was because our father died in a war fighting against the Berber tribe and our older brother died of typhoid. If he had lived, you would be married to him. He had plenty of wives and concubines, but to keep the royal bloodline, marriage with you would become mandatory.
Incestuous marriages were common in Egypt among the royal families. They (our father & brother) died in unfortunate circumstances and when their spirits left the planet the last stone of pyramids is laid. They are now mummified with a strange ritual and left in the pyramid with their best food and wine.
You are so beautiful but not the vintage beauty one. You care about me like a good older sister and a faithful wife. You shower me with the love of a sister and a sensual wife. As a dedicated royal wife you take an important part in the religion of the country and officiated the rites in the temples as a priestess. My name was Akhom, and you were Nafrini.
You are the most beautiful princess of Egypt and the nation knows of your beauty and playfulness. Our affair started out in secret- neither our parents nor the royal noble knew about our love affair when we were teenagers. I was thirteen and you were nineteen then. Your strange mystical beauty was irresistible and your sensual, eye-catching clothes captured my imagination and my heart. You always wore the most beautiful gowns that always seemed to be transparent as was the fashion with all nobles. Egyptian men and women alike wore long transparent cloths with under garments of simple loin clothes.
You, my beautiful sensual sister, walked around the court in a transparent dress with the traditional loin-cloth inside. Your deep colored-loin cloth always added a contrast to your dress and your beautiful white skin; you were always a playful teaser. Watching your see-through dress was a spectacular sight. The way you moved around and walked varied and that made your lovely breast bounce. Watching those huge jugs bounce was a delight.
Your beauty was a miracle in the desert land where almost nothing grew- few tree except date tree. You had the miraculous powers and one miraculous incident happened when the empire was going through drought. At that time there was a special ritual and prayers happening in a remote location, which was the home for the priestess. The ritual was for prosperity and was meant to overcome the drought.
