Flail of the Pharoah by Rosanna Challis

must be so. Fear and excitement gripped Charmian equally as she contemplated the prospect of submitting her body to the Pharaoh’s will.

Chapter 5
    Mira felt the Pharaoh’s hand strike her trembling buttocks yet again, but a forefinger was gently caressing the swelling nub between her labia, the part the poetic Egyptians called the ‘lotus bud at the delta of heaven’. He knew so well how to pleasure her and he had lost none of his touch. She could feel the coming wave of ecstasy long before it flooded through her, inflaming her whole body with exquisite sensation.
    Just before the climax engulfed her, Seti slapped her bottom one more time precipitating one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. The world was lost to her as she moaned and writhed, pushing her throbbing mound against the Pharaoh’s unyielding thighs. The rapture continued from peak to incredible peak, filling her with pulsating energy that took a long while to subside.
    Eventually she flopped onto the bed, utterly exhausted, and Seti sat beside her, softly caressing her naked bottom, soothing her flesh back to normality. She breathed in the heady fumes of the incense and felt her senses reel, but she had no desire for sleep. Her desire fully aroused, she longed for nothing more than to feel the king’s shaft moving inside her, completing her satisfaction.
    She had completely forgotten the presence of the foreigner, the new girl in the harem. Only when she sat up and looked beyond her husband’s smiling face was she aware of the pale-faced one, sitting there bemused in the half-shadow. A sense of irritation seized her, despite the extreme pleasure she had just experienced, and she wished the creature would just melt away into the darkness – but she knew that could not be.
    ‘My love,’ the king murmured. It was a while since Mira had heard those words and they went some way towards mollifying her. She reached up and pulled his mouth to hers, for a long kiss. Seti’s fingers deftly untied the knot between her breasts and they fell out of the flimsy garment like ripe fruit. His mouth fastened eagerly on one erect nipple and she moaned and threw back her head as the fire in her belly was rekindled.
    The Pharaoh was also inflamed with desire for her and threw open his tunic to reveal his huge phallus, rearing like the snake on the Egyptian royal crown, the sacred uraeus. Almost roughly he turned his wife over facedown on the bed and clambered astride her. For a moment Mira thought he was going to enter her anally as he used to do after she had borne him two male heirs, to spare her the rigours of more childbirth. His hands felt beneath her to lift her hips, but then she felt his glans nudging at her tumid lips and soon he was lodged in the entrance to her quim, making the sweet juices flow from the secret springs within.
    Mira moaned as his hands moved to caress her smarting buttocks. The length of him slowly slipped inside her and she squeezed the rigid flesh, feeling the dizzying sensations return to her lower regions. She began to grind into the mattress to stimulate her throbbing bud and soon the steady climb towards orgasm was initiated again.
    Seti thrust more powerfully into her, nibbling the nape of her neck the way she loved. Now, oblivious of her smarting buttocks, Mira started to move her pelvis in reckless abandon in order to increase both her own pleasure and that of her husband. Soon the two were working in complete harmony, each seeking to fulfil both their own desire and their partner’s.
    It didn’t take long for the queen to reach her second climax and then she remained tumid while the stout penis drove into her throbbing cunny, again and again, bringing her to the brink and then into the full flood of her third orgasm. She groaned and thrashed on the bed, and this time her pleasure triggered his. Seti gave a roar like a lion as he shot his seed into the heart of her womb, clinging to his wife’s shoulders all the