Lady Jane Stalwart and the Cock of Osiris Ch8

Chapter 8: Danger in Strasbourg!

“Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,” muttered Patty, looking up when Jane returned to the room. Patty was standing in the center of the room, looking at the pools of sexual fluid all over the floor. Jane's sudden return through the broken door, nude had startled her. “What happened?” asked Patty, taking in Jane's naked body. Half the semen on Jane was still wet and the other half dried flakes.

“Aket, that's what happened,” growled Jane, striding over to the basin. “And he has the COCK!”

“Oh no!” gasped Patty. Her eyes filled with concern for the loss of the COCK and then horror as she once again gazed at her mistress' nude body. “You had relations with a NEGRO!”

“Come now Patricia, it appears you have no choice who you have sex with under the COCK's influence.” Jane picked up the sponge from the basin. She looked distastefully at the water, filled with white clouds and clumps of sperm from where she'd squatted over it earlier. She started to clean herself with it anyway.

“But a NEGRO? Are you alright?”

“I'm fine,” she answered. “Better then fine, it was quite...” Jane stopped. Good, amazing, the best sex of her life, she wanted to answer, but Patty could never comprehend a white woman enjoying sex with a black man. “I'm fine,” she said again, “But we need to worry about getting the COCK back, not me. We have to stop Aket.”

“What do we do?”

“He's not going anywhere until the trains tops in Strasbourg in the morning. A giant black man shouldn't be hard to spot.” Jane watched as Patty took the sponge and helped clean Jane's body. Her nose was crinkled in distaste even yanking her hand back when some dried sperm touched her knuckle, but she stoically did her duty. Jane's nipples hardened again as the cool sponge slid over her breasts. Patty stared at them and Jane detected and increase in her breathing and her cheeks flushed a little. She grabbed Patty's hand to stop her and the two women stared into each others eyes before Jane bent in for a kiss. Patty's eyes partially closed and her lips parted, but at the last second she pulled back, a look of distaste on her face. “What?” asked Jane.

“Your cheeks are puffy like they get when you've been sucking on a man's...” Patty flushed crimson and shook her head like she was trying to fight not to vomit. “Did you have a Negro's phallus in your mouth?”

“Yes,” said Jane watching Patty shake her head in denial again. “Patty, get over it. His cock was amazing, bigger then the COCK and His seed tasted so...”

“STOP!” yelled Patty, dropping the sponge and covering her ears with her hands.

Jane leaned closer, sniffing. “You smell good.” Jane took in her friend. Patty looked great. She was clean, smelled of lavender, and had washed her hair. “Really good. Where have you been anyway?”

Patty flushed some more. “Karl Jaeger's here and he offered to show me his luxury coach.”

“JAEGER!” Jane was surprised, but then remembered the familiar looking German that had arrived on the zeppelin. “Karl's here?”

“Yes and they have a bath tub.” Patty nodded. “A bath tub on a train!”

Jane got a far away look in her eyes, but she wasn't thinking about a bath. “Did he ask about me?”

“Yes, many times,” said Patty, jealous again. “I'm sure you'll see him tomorrow in the dining coach.” Patty paused in thought. “Why don't we ask his help stopping Aket.”

“No,” answered Jane. “The fewer people who know about the COCK, the better.” Jane felt cleaner and grabbed a towel, drying her magnificent body while Patty to her credit, got on all fours and scrubbed up the pools of sperm. Jane pulled a simple dress over her head and grabbed the basin of semen polluted water. “I'm going to dump this over the railing,” said Jane. “Go find the porter and tell him that an inebriated passenger fell against our door and busted the lock. Then ask the steward in the dining coach if we might have some fresh water or better yet, ask if they'll heat it up some. I need to wash my hair.” Large strands of her hair were stuck together bonded by dried sperm. “If he gives you any guff, bat your eyelashes at him a couple times.”

“I'm on it then,” said Patty, exiting through the busted door.

Later, Jane felt quite clean washing in the fresh basin when the porter arrived. The porter apologized profusely and insisted he'd have someone come fix their door immediately as two young ladies traveling alone wouldn't be safe under these conditions. He asked if she'd seen who had fallen into their door and Jane replied that it was the large exotic looking African, hoping to find out Aket's room. The man frowned, saying that he wasn't aware of any African passengers on board the train. This was an upper class passenger train after all.

Early the next morning, Jane hopped off the upper berth, waking Patty. “Come Patricia, “ she said, pulling the shift over her head. “The game is afoot.” Jane dressed in her “working” clothes of brown trousers and a white blouse. She strapped her pack to the outside of her right leg while Patty pulled a green dress over her head. Jane checked the bullets in her Enfield and slid it into the pack on her leg.

“What's the plan then?” asked Patty.

“The train's approaching Strasbourg and we need to find Aket before he can disembark. We'll ask around. A man like Aket stands out.”

Jane and Patty walked the length of the train questioning every porter or passenger they encountered, but the entire staff insisted there was no black man matching that description on the train. There were a few negro porters, but none were giant muscled Egyptian cultists. The train whistled and began to brake. “Damn!” cursed Jane.

“What do we do now then?” asked Patty.

“We disembark first and keep an eye out for Aket,” replied Jane, heading towards the nearest exit. Jane let herself off as soon as the train came to a complete stop in Strasbourg station much to the nearest porter's annoyance. “Patty, you walk to the back of the train and I'll keep an eye on the front section.”

Jane watched her go when it suddenly occurred to her that she might not be asking the right question about Aket. She looked up at the coach door. “Porter?”

“Oui, Mademoiselle,” he replied, still looking irately at her.

“You don't recall seeing a large Negro on board?”

“Non, Mademoiselle, like I informed you earlier....”

“Is there an Egyptian on board, brown skinned not too tall?”

The porter crinkled his nose in distaste. “Oui, the Egyptian is staying in the cabin beside yours.”

That explains how Aket disappeared so quickly last night, she thought. “And there's no Negro with him?”

The porter sighed, exasperated. “Non, Mademoiselle, there is no Negro staying with him. There is only his wife, a rather large woman, but is is hard to tell with Muslim women being covered up by those heavy burqas. Look, there she is, if you'd like to question her personally.” The porter held his arms out, hands down and made shooing motions towards Jane.

Jane turned and watched the bulky figure striding from the train. Her lip curled up. The dark figure, clad head to toe in a black burqa towered over the other passengers. Patty did a double take and stepped out of his way. “PATRICIA! STOP HIM! THAT'S AKET!” Jane yelled, starting to run.

Aket casually pushed Patty aside causing her to fall backwards on her rump. He pulled off the head piece and started running. Jane took off after him with Patty struggling to catch up. The black Egyptian had a head start and had already disappeared down an alley, heads on the crowded street turning to watch the strange spectacle of a giant black man being pursued by two lovely women.

Jane's strong athletic legs, trousers, and sensible shoes allowed her to make better ground then Patty, but the Irish woman caught up to Jane when she came skidding to a stop where the alley split. “Which way?” gasped Patty, panting.

“I don't know,” said Jane scanning the ground for footprints, but the cobblestones showed nothing. “We'll have to split up.”

Patty's eyes went wide as she stared at her mistress. “But what do I do if I catch him?”

Jane opened her thigh bag and pulled out her pistol. “Here,” she said, handing it to Patty. “You've fired it before. Only use it if necessary. Yell, if you see Aket.” Patty took the gun warily, but took off down the left alley. Jane watched her go, then took off at a steady pace. Jane could run and run well. Gray Wolf had been impressed with her long distance running and ability to pace herself. A Tamahumara Indian of Northern Mexico had helped train her and he too had come to respect her abilities, though his skills far outstripped Jane's. There were few to rival a Tamahumara for long distance running. She didn't need these skills in the tight alleys of Strasbourg however and didn't even consider this type of steady jogging to be an exertion. She could have kept up this pace for hours. There was no sign of Aket and Jane hoped Patty was having better luck. The alley soon ended, splitting into a T shape. Left would take her back towards Patty and right into the unknown. Patty's scream made the decision for her. Jane turned left, picking up speed. “NOOOOOOO!” echoed down the alley up ahead. The alley split again, Jane made a choice and took a random turn. She heard noises ahead around a corner and slowed as she approached.

“Oh no,” muttered Jane, peering around the corner. Patty was nude and straddling Aket's stomach. The burqa had been spread out in the dirty alley. Aket's gold and white robe was flung aside and the black man was laying on his back on the burqa. The COCK was beside his hand and Jane's Enfield lay beside it. Aket's monstrous cock was fully erect and flat against his stomach, but the strange snakelike shape had the serpentine head sticking straight up. Patty was humping the head while running her hands over his hard muscular chest. A golden dust cloud was still settling around them and Jane could detect the scent of sperm even from where she was. Aket had used the COCK again!

“So big... so good,” grunted Patty, grinding her pussy around the head of his cock. She leaned down until her nipples pushed into his chest and kissed him. She pushed back, feeling more of his cock enter her. She reared up, cumming. “No idea... negro cock... would be so good... better then any other cock.”

“Tell Great Aket you love his cock,” ordered the cultist, squeezing her breasts.

“I love your negro cock, Aket,” she moaned.

“PATTY!” Jane screamed, charging the lovers. “I'll save you.”

Patty's green eyes looked on Jane with an insane intensity. Patty scrambled desperately for the gun, raising and aiming it at Jane. “STOP!” she ordered. “Back off.”

Jane froze in her tracks. The gun was shaking as Patty sat up a little and let the entirety of his cock push deep inside her while her eyes rolled up in her head. She looked so beautiful impaled by the black man. The gun fell and Jane stepped closer, but she no longer wanted to rescue her friend. She began unbuttoning her blouse, pulling it off and tossing it to the ground. Aket took his eyes off Patty's breasts to stare at Jane's as she pulled the brassiere off. He had the same delighted little kid look on his face that he'd had discovering sex for the first time last night. “Yes! Great Aket's mighty cock can please you both,” he stated. Jane turned and slipped her trousers down over her round rear end and then slid her bloomers down.

Patty was riding Aket's cock while staring lustfully down at her hand, resting on Aket's black chest. If Jane understood how the COCK worked, poor Patty's sexual preferences were being adjusted to make her desire black men from now on as well as women. Jane felt the same, her own libido was still so overpowering that she wanted to join Patty and Aket and it was a day after Jane's second baptism. Hopefully, it would wear off provided they didn't get the third baptism. For now, the two were having so much fun, Jane was going to join in.

Patty looked up as Jane stepped over Aket's head. The red head found herself staring intently at Jane's black bush until Jane kneeled and lowered her pussy down on Aket's face. The black man had no objections and eagerly pushed his tongue between the folds of Jane's pussy. She moaned, humping the tongue as her back arched and she had her first orgasm. Patty took advantage of the out thrust breasts and sucked one of Jane's nipples past her lips triggering Jane to cum again even as Aket's thrusting cock triggered her own orgasm.

Jane humped his tongue, thrusting her vulva outwards causing his tongue to slide along her perineum to her anus. Aket either didn't notice or didn't care, the end of his tongue eagerly wormed it's way into her anus and Jane gasped at the unexpected pleasure this gave her. She changed her tactic, swinging her crotch so that his tongue slid back and forth between her vagina and anus. Another orgasm was building within her. She looked at Patty. The redhead was trembling too as her own orgasm approached. Both women leaned forwards and kissed, their lips parted, little mewlings of pleasure whispering into each others mouths as they both came.

Patty's eyes flew open and her mewling turned into a scream. She broke the kiss and fell back on her hands. Aket grunted into Jane's pussy. She looked down and watched the glistening base of the black shaft just under Patty's fluffy red bush. White rivulets of sperm appeared sliding down the shaft to coat his curly black pubes and his big heaving ball sack. “Fuck!” cried Patty in awe. “Fuck! FUCK!”

Patty had fallen backwards on her hands and feet and was pushing her body up. Aket's cock slid from her pussy and popped out, still spraying more semen then Jane had ever seen produced by one man. A deluge of white sperm began flowing from Patty's pussy. Jane leaned forwards burying her mouth in her friend's vagina and started lapping up Aket's seed as fast as it was pouring out. It was as delicious as she remembered from yesterday and still hot. Patty moaned pushing her pussy into Jane's mouth even as Jane's wiggling tongue teased another orgasm from the red head. Her orgasmic contractions forced even more semen into Jane's thirsty mouth.

Patty reached the point where she couldn't take anymore and fell back entirely. Jane lowered her head, raising Aket's shaft so that she could suck the head and lick the shaft clean. She worked fast, trying to keep him hard as they positioned themselves in what the French referred to as the soixante-neuf. He stayed hard and after slurping on the traingular head of his cock for awhile, Jane crawled forwards until she could forced her vagina down around his cock head. She pushed down and out, his cock pushing inside her as she sat back on Aket's chest. His sat up a little, his strong arms wrapping around her back to grab her breasts. “You have taught me so many things, my queen,” he moaned as she road his cock backwards. “Come serve Great Aket and rule by my side. You shall be my wife and your friend will be first concubine of my seraglio. Aket can keep many women satisfied.”

“Your ah-offer is very Ahh-tempting, my AH pharaoh,” she moaned, her hips enthusiasticallly raising a little too high and his cock plopped out. Jane groaned in lust, but when she looked down for his shaft, she saw only Patty's red hair bobbing between her legs. Patty looked up and Jane was impressed to see that she'd swallowed more of Aket's serpent shaped cock then Jane had been able too. Patty moaned working her jaw around the end of Aket's cock until Jane begged, “Please, put it back in.”

Patty reluctantly parted with sucking his cock and kissed the tip before bending it back so that Jane could spread her pussy lips back around the head. “It tastes really good Jane,” she said watching Jane's tight white pussy engulf the giant black shaft.

“You need to taste his cum,” answered Jane, crying out in joy at having Aket back inside her. This time she sat up to avoid letting his cock fall out again. Jane bounced in his lap, looking down to see Patty licking the huge testicals spread out between the black man's legs. Jane came, half a dozen times, her own orgasmic fluids coating Aket's scrotum only to be lapped up by Patty's tongue.

“My seed comes forth,” growled Aket.

Jane slammed her pussy down and closed her eyes. His cock throbbed within her and she whimpered with pleasure. His cock bucked and she cried out as the first blast of his seed filled her womb. The cry turned to a scream as her vaginal muscles clamped down over the cock trying to hold it still even as it fought to jerk. More powerful blasts of his fertile seed filled her womb triggering an intense wave a multiple orgasms. Patty cried out in delight as her tongue tasted his fresh semen for the first time. Jane could feel her tongue licking his shaft and the spread out folds of her labia eager for more. Jane gave her more, though reluctant to release his cock, there was little room inside her for Aket's large volume of ejaculate and she lifted herself off the shaft.

Instantly, Patty turned her head up, mouth open to get the flood of hot cum pouring from Jane's well fucked pussy. Patty gulped it down, but she wanted more straight from the well. Aket's cock was still bucking off his stomach, spraying Jane's ass with sperm. Patty bent forward and took it in her mouth, moaning with lust as she gulped his sperm down.

Jane collapsed on Aket's chest and then rolled off him until she found herself on her side on the spread out burqa. Patty continued kneeling in the dirty alley, moaning as she licked his shaft clean.

“Come, I would fuck you both in the manner of beasts. Get on all fours beside each other,” ordered Aket.

Jane was exhausted, but she obeyed him. She got on all fours on the burqa and looking down saw her right hand near the COCK and her pistol. Pattty was crawling up beside her when there was a feminine scream from the alley followed by, “GENDARMES! GENDARMES!”

Aket sighed and stood. He bent to retrieve Jane's Enfield pistol. “I'll silence the bitch,” he growled.

Jane didn't hesitate. She grabbed the COCK and jumped to her feet even as Aket was turning to aim the pistol at an old French woman. Grabbing the COCK by the base, she brought it down hard on Aket's head. He flinched and froze and for a moment, Jane feared she had only stunned him, but then he slowly fell over to collapse in the alley. Jane retrieved her gun and clothes. “Come on Patty, let's go.”

“But I want to fuck some more,” Patty pleaded in disappointment.

“Here, take the COCK,” said Jane stepping into her trousers.

“GENDARMES!” screamed the old woman again.

“Patty, run,” ordered Jane, pulling her naked friend down the alley.

They paused around the corner and Patty dropped the COCK while Jane fixed her thigh bag and buttoned the front of her blouse. She'd missed her brasierre somehow and the large erect nipples sticking out from her heavy bosom were clearly visible through the top. Patty skipped her underwear too and simply slipped her dress over her head.

The train whistled.

“We need to move,” said Jane, peering around the corner. Aket had pushed himself to his feet while the old woman screamed nearby.

Jane turned back to see Patty pointing the COCK at her. “NO!” shouted Patty. “I want to go with him. I want more... Negro.... cock.” Patty frowned appearing to start coming back to her senses.

“PATTY!” Jane stared in horror as the COCK started giving off it's green radiance again and it was pointed right at her. Patty looked confused and stepped forward just as Jane grabbed her arm and turned the COCK away from her just as it blew.

The cloud didn't billow out or erupt in a bubble around the two women. Instead, it shot out like a jet of ejaculate for twenty feet and struck Aket. He doubled over coughing and then stod straight up his arms out fists raised to the sky, bulging muscles flexed. The black man's muscles looked larger and he even appeared to have grown several inches. More amazing was the huge cock dangling limp between his legs grew several more inches and began to rise again, bigger and even more serpentlike then before. He threw his head back and bellowed like a bull infused with power.

“I fear our enemy just became even more dangerous,” said Jane staring at the scene in amazement. The old woman hadn't been hit by the COCK's blast, but her hand had come out to stroke Aket's now monster cock as if compelled to do so. The first policeman ran up, skidding to a stop and staring on in disbelief at what he was seeing in the alley. “Lets go,” said Jane, just as the train whistled again.

The train was slowly moving just when the women raced up to it. The irrate porter stared in shock at Jane's heaving breasts even as he leaned down to take her hand, helping first her and then Patty back on board towards their final stop in Paris.

This week...

1) Work kept me busy and I got very little writing down.

2) Just noticed the "The Unwanted Houseguest" past the million reads mark on literotica. It took fifteen years, but still it's a MILLION!

3) Kaos updated The Wife and the Black gardeners 2 today.

4) Someone asked over at blacknwhitecomics about the status of Throbbin Hood. Apparently the artist quit. They are considering using another.






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Lady Jane Stalwart and the Cock of Osiris Ch7

Chapter 7: The Serpent Cock of Set!

Aket pushed his way into the room and shut the door behind him. “Where is it? Where is the COCK OF OSIRIS?”

“I found it master,” said Hassan still aiming the gun at Jane. “It's in the box.”

Aket lovingly ran one large black hand along the hieroglyphics on the box. “At last,” he cried, eyes wide and glowing maniacally. He opened the box. “Interesting, I thought it would be bigger,” said Aket reaching in for the COCK. “But then Osiris is the smaller and weaker brother.” He lifted the COCK from the box and it was glowing green. “Great Set, I bring you the gift of your brother's COCK, lost for 5000 years.” The green light grew brighter.

“Be careful,” Jane reached out for it, but Hassan waved the gun at her. “It does that when it wants to go off.”

“Nonsense, it works by willpower, Miss Stalwart.” He waved the glowing COCK around staring at the trail of green light.

“No, it went off on it's own last night,” she pleaded. “It went off in my friend's hand and infected us both.”

Aket cackled, his eyes and pupils narrowed making them more snakelike. “The redhead's subconscious will called to it. It's given her what she desired even if she didn't realize it. Besides Lady Jane, what makes you think I don't want it to go off.” Aket stooped and brought the base of the COCK down hard on the floor. The semen smelling gaseous cloud erupted from the head and filled the room. Hassan coughed and lowered the gun, but before Jane could make a play for it, the cloud enveloped her.

Jane doubled over coughing. She felt her nipples elongate, straining against her dress. Arousal started flowing down her thighs. She looked up, Hassan was grabbing his crotch. Aket was turned slightly, removing his robe. His back bulged with muscles and his buttocks were hard and taut. He was staring down at his crotch as he turned around. Aket was a huge hulking brute. His arms and chest rippled with muscles. He was still staring down at his crotch. When his face turned up, he was grinning broadly. Her gaze left his and moved downwards. What gasped in fear at what she saw between his legs even as her pussy began leaking even faster with arousal. “BEHOLD!” Aket stood up straight until his penis stuck out even further. “THE SERPENT COCK OF SET!”

Aket had the strangest cock Jane had ever seen. It was certainly the biggest, but the shape was what

made it strange. His cock had an upwards curve to the shaft, but then the long serpentine head curved back down making it perpendicular to the body. A large baggy foreskin clung tightly to the head. It did bare a strong resemblance to a serpent. As she stared in shock at it, Aket's beefy hand gripped it just under the head and pulled the foreskin back until the snakelike head emerged. He released the shaft, his cock now looked not just like a snake, but like a rearing cobra. The foreskin spread out like a fan around the head and hung down like a cobra's hood or a pharaoh's headdress. She half expected to see a tongue flicker out from the rather large urethra. It's thickness and length matched the COCK, but the elongated head made Aket's about an inch longer. His testicles matched his hung cock, hanging low in a hairy black sack beneath the snake cock. Each ball was as big as her fist. Jane licked her lips. She wanted the contents of those balls more then she'd wanted anything in her life.

Hassan reached behind his back and brought out the multi-bladed throwing knife, he'd used to kill the professor. Fear for her life was the only thing that could take her attention off Aket's cock. Hassan raised the knife, which she now recognized as a Kpinga, the weapon of the Zande warriors of Central Africa. Hassan cut the knife down, the end blade slicing down through the top of her dress, splitting her brassiere and her bloomers. Every piece of her clothing fell to her feet, stripping her in just a few seconds. Hassan stared lustfully at her buxom athletic figure.

Aket stepped forward, grabbed Jane's arms and pulled her nude body against his own. She turned her head up to meet his lips and she was the first to push her tongue between his lips. Jane was more open minded then most people of the day. She'd experienced interracial sex, most notably with Master Takeda Ueshida, who instructed her in the new martial art of aikido and the Japanese sword fighting technique known as kendo. The Japanese turned everything into an art and Master Takeda had been a master of love making techniques as well. Then there was Nantan Lupan, the Grey Wolf, her Apache guide while searching for Francisco Coronado's lost treasure of the legendary city of Cibola. Grey Wolf was not a particularly skilled lover, but he could last forever and just kept going after ejaculating several times. Many in British high society would be scandalized by these interracial affairs, but none came close to the scandal that copulating with a dark skinned jigaboo would cause. The mating of a negro and a white woman was culturally inconceivable, she thought, even as she reached down and grabbed his cock.

Aket shuddered and moaned when she touched it. He trembled even more when her hand slid up and down the long shaft. He grunted and pushed her away, towards the bed even as his hand pushed the upper bunk up and away to make more room for him. Jane fell on the bed, reaching down and guiding his rampant cock towards her ready pussy. They both gasped as the head slithered it's way inside her. “Great Set,” he groaned. “You're so hot inside.” He seemed in awe of her as he pushed his cock deeper. “It's so wet and tight. I like this.”

“I like it too,” moaned Jane, wrapping her legs around him and pulling his black cock deeper into her body. “Oh god! Fuck me! Fuck me, Aket!”

The priest of Set, grunted and pushed his cock in deeper. He climbed over her and began pumping his huge cock in and out of her. “It's so good,” he groaned. “Tell me you love my cock?”

“I love your big black cock,” she screamed, confused by the question. It had come out of him, not like a dominant male, but pleadingly like he wanted reassurance. Her arms were stretched wide wrapped around his back and she was pulling her entire body up into him to meet each thrust of his cock. “It so big.. so big.. so good,” she whimpered as her pussy contracted around the thick shaft and she came. “Your the best... best cock ever... it makes me cum so good.” And she came again, clinging tightly to his chest until her arms relaxed and she fell to the bed.

“So fucking good,” he growled, grabbing the sides of her head with his strong hands. He squeezed her so tightly, it hurt and she feared he might crush her head like a melon. He stared into her eyes. “I love you,” he told her with all seriousness, just before kissing her lips. He was humping her pussy as fast as he could now. “I think.. I think I'm about to cum.”

“Do it!” she ordered. “Seed my pussy.”

“Yesssss,” hissed Aket sibilantly. “Take my seed. Let the fertile SEED OF SET fill your womb.” He buried his cock inside her just as Jane raised her hips to take him as deep as it would go. The serpent cock spat it's hot venom and Jane screamed. A hand slapped over her mouth when their neighbor banged on the wall. Her eyes moved to see a nude Hassan covering her mouth even as she continued screaming into his hand. Jane had seen geysers blowing in Yellowstone and once she'd witnessed an active volcano erupt. Aket's blast of sperm felt more powerful than any geyser and as hot as lava flowing from the volcano. And it was good! Her scream was one of awe, her pussy was contracting like mad with each jerk of the huge cock in her. His cock trembled again and a second huge blast of sperm filled her followed by at least a dozen more jets of his seed. Her body was racked by a series of powerful orgasm that had her writhing with pleasure underneath the strong protective presence of Aket's body. Jane's eyes rolled up in her head and she stopped screaming.

When she came to her sense, Aket had rolled off her, but pulled her with him so that they were laying on their sides facing each other. His cock was still in her, limp, but still fat and huge. It felt uncomfortable as her abdomen felt bloated from all the semen trapped inside her. Some was leaking out, but his mighty cock was doing a good job plugging her up. “Wow!” she whispered.

“You liked it!” answered Aket. His eyes were closed as he rested. “I hoped you'd like it.”

“I've never been fucked so good before.”

Aket smiled. “I had no idea that fucking would be so good.”

Jane wiggled free of his cock and swung around so that she could sit up on the bed. Immediately a virtual Victoria Falls of white semen began flowing out of her pussy and pooling on the floor at her feet. Her eyes went wide as it suddenly dawned on her. “Holy smokes! You're a virgin?”

Aket slid up and sat on the bed after she stood. “Yes, you are my first.” He watched her walk over to the stand with the wash basin and move the basin to the floor. She squatted over it, letting his sperm dribble into the water in an attempt to drain her pussy of all his seed. “Every generation, a child is born with a cock shaped like mine and that child becomes the high priest of Set when the previous one travels to the halls of the dead. But Set decried that his servant would never know the pleasures of the flesh until his hated brother's COCK was found. For generations we scoured Egypt for the lost COCK OF OSIRIS. Our spies hid among groups of tomb robbers and among the European rapists you call archaeologists, like your father or Howard Carter, but there was no sign of the COCK until Professor Al-Arash excavated it last month. Hassan informed me of it immediately even though the professor was familiar with the cult of Set and sought to hide it from me.” Jane glanced at Hassan, the ugly brown skinned Egyptian was staring lustfully at her, slowly pulling on his unimpressive skinny little penis. Aket finished, “Mine is the first serpent cock to awaken in 5000 years.” Aket paused and cocked his head in thought. “I think I'll be doing this a lot from now on.”

Jane tried not to laugh. Aket had to have been close to fifty years old, but he was acting like a teenager that had just experienced sex for the first time. Hassan was tired of waiting for his turn. He approached Jane and pushed her down on her knees. She glanced over at her pistol on the floor, within reach of her hand as was the COCK itself and the Kpinga sat on Hassan's clothes. She could easily have grabbed it with a quick roll. Instead, she leaned forward and licked the tip of Hassan's penis still compelled by the COCK to desire these men.

Compared to great Aket, Hassan's penis was pathetic. It's length was about half the size of the COCK, normal for a man, but it was skinny and the tip looked like a small grape. It was a simple thing to take down her throat. It tasted dirty and sweaty. He stank, but not of sweat. He stank of the thick cologne he used to hide his body odor and she could taste it on him as her lips kissed his pubes. She reached up and tickled his testicles, small little walnuts. They would hold little seed, but her body craved it inside her. Jane bobbed her head, moaning, lusting after even this ugly little man's penis.

Aket was staring at them intently. “I think I'd like to try that.”

Jane slurped Hassan's penis, her eyes glanced sideways, watching Aket's cock slowly rising, the cobra readying to strike again. She bobbed her head faster eager to get her lips around a real man's cock. Hassan didn't care about her technique, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her lips down into his crotch. He began thrusting his cock until with a grunt, it jerked. A little wad of cum struck her uvula, some falling on her tongue. Something clicked when she tasted him. His seed was delicious!

Jane pulled back so that the grape head rested on her tongue while she used some fingers to stroke more out of the thin shaft. More sperm pooled on her tongue. It wasn't a fluke. She'd given blowsies before, but had never enjoyed the taste until now. Hassan had the best tasting sperm ever! She bent her head and kissed his dick while looking up at him. She had a strong urge to thank him for letting her suck his dick, but she hated the man and she resisted.

Jane stalwart turned away from Hassan and crawled towards Aket, still sitting on the bed, the serpent cock of Set fully risen between his legs. She licked the tip of his cock and kissed the head. His shaved brow shot up in apparent delight. Her belly craved more semen and Aket's black balls held a lot of it. The COCK had given her a taste for women, now she wondered if it had given her a craving for sperm.

Just the taste of a small teaspoon of Hassan's seed had given her a an almost addictive need for more.

The weird S-curve and thickness of Aket's cock prevented her from sucking it like he deserved. She had to contend with only swallowing the serpentine head while stroking the thick shaft with both hands. She looked up at him and let the head pop out of her mouth. “I love sucking your big black cock,” she told him truthfully before swallowing the head again. She stroked his shaft faster with both hands. It was coated with a slick film of his own semen and her hands slid easily along the shaft.

“Yes,” hissed Aket, seemingly delighted by his first blow job. “Fellate me... I mean suck that big black cock you European whore. Suck my big cock.”

Jane bobbed her head faster. She felt hands on her hips just before Hassan's penis slid between the folds of her pussy. She could barely feel him in her and it did nothing to distract her from giving Aket his first blowsie. Aket's cock was swelling up in her hands. Her belly ached with her need to taste his semen. His cock behaved exactly like a spitting cobra. It jerked backward and then forward, pushing

the head into her mouth just before is spit it's first wad of sperm. She gulped it down and then her mouth filled and his seed was just as delectable as Hassan's only there was oh so much more of it, finally enough to satisfy her craving. The cobra struck again and again and again, each time spitting more sperm down her throat and one time jerking out of her mouth, spraying a load over her face before she could wrap her lips around it again. Jane sat up on her knees and wrapped her breasts around his cock, sliding them up and down while squeezing them against his shaft. This delighted him even more as his cock seemed to struggle to break free of her breasts coating her cleavage with several more wads of sperm.

Jane realized Hassan must have cum inside her and she hadn't even noticed it. She didn't even think about it as she moaned, her hands spreading Aket's seed over her breasts, and nipples. Her tongue flickered out to lick his tasty sperm from around her lips before bringing the palms of her hands up and licking more of his sperm off them. She'd had plenty of passionate sex before, but had never behaved this slutty. “I definitely want to do that again,” said Aket, in all seriousness, nodding his head like a schoolboy staring hungrily at her full white breasts.

“We're not done yet or we?” Jane laid back and spun around getting on all fours again. She wiggled her ass at him. “There's more I can teach you.” Aket growled and jumped off the bed kneeling behind her. His cock head pushed through her labia. “Ooomph!” grunted Jane, still not used the large cock. “Th.. the Romans ca.. called this the coitus more ferarum.”

Aket grabbed her hips and pulled back, forcing more of his cock into her. “Sexual intercourse in the manner of wild beasts,” he stated, confirming his knowledge of Latin. “I feel powerful in this position.”

“You feel BIGGER in this position,” gasped Jane. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” Aket started bucking his hips, pumping his cock in and out of her. Jane trembled from an intense orgasm. The unusual shape of his cock was hitting all the right places. “HARDER!” she screamed.

“Give it to her, Master,” hissed Hassan. “Show the bitch who's in charge.” Hassan walked around and kneeled before Jane's head.

“SILENCE WORM!” yelled Aket. “You will respect the Lady Jane. This is your new Queen, you are addressing.

Suddenly her “vision” didn't seem so bad to Lady Jane. Provided she got this cock every day, ruling beside Aket might have it's benefits. “So ugly,” said Jane, staring at Hassan's hideous face. She took her gaze off his face by turning it on his little brown cock and soon after took it in her mouth, suddenly craving another taste of his delicious sperm.

“Suck my prick,” he hissed, sarcastically adding, “My queen.” Hassan jerked when her teeth abruptly scraped along his shaft, but she quickly went back to sucking. Hassan looked over her at Aket. “You know what else they like, Master? They like it when you slap your hand against their buttocks.”

Jane glared up angrily at Hassan with half his dick in her mouth just as Aket's hand came down hard on her left fanny. She gagged around the little cock in her mouth as she came hard. Jane moaned and started sucking Hassan faster even as Aket's palm came down hard on her right buttock.

Aket slapped her left cheek again. He watched the taut flesh jiggle under his blow. He smacked her right cheek again, noticing her flawless skin was turning red. He placed both hands on her ass and pushed forwards staring at his glistening shaft slowly emerging from her pussy. Her folds clung tightly to his shaft, reluctant to let it go. The folds pushed inwards as his cock disappeared again. “It's so hot and wet,” he said, still in disbelief over how good this felt.

Hassan fell back on his ass, his dick spitting a teaspoons worth of semen into her mouth. The harlot whimpered to taste him again, her lips tightly squeezing the base of his shaft and pulling upwards, to milk it of every last drop. His penis quickly turned too sensitive, and he slid back until it plopped out of her mouth. Jane's empty mouth immediately cried out in another orgasm.

“You like that my Queen?” asked Aket.

“I love your cock,” she groaned, “But I don't like being spanked.”

“But you came several times while I did it?”

“Only because your big black cock feels so good, Great Aket. It wasn't from the spanking.”

“I am sorry, Lady Jane. I promise never to spank you again.” He paused. “Unless you need disciplining, of course.”

“Thank you,” she said, rolling her eyes.

“You are welcome. Now what can I do for you, my Queen?”

“Fuck me hard, my King. Give me your big cock. Seed my pussy again.” Gasps came from Jane's throat as Aket slammed his cock hard into her well used pussy. His heavy scrotum slapped her thighs so hard, she imagined they were turning her thighs as red as his hands had made her buttocks. The way the head of his cock was bent forwards had it constantly rubbing her sensitive spot deep inside her. It was triggering a series of strong orgasms that left her so weak, she fell on the floor with her ass still raised to receive the powerful serpent cock of Set. Aket buried his cock and bellowed like a bull. His cock jerked and another geyser of the African's hot negro seed filled her womb, triggering multiple contractions around his spurting cock as Jane came again and again.

Afterwards, Aket pulled out and fell to his side. “That was amazing. You are amazing my love.”

Jane muttered something into her arms. “What was that?” he gasped, still panting from the exertion.

“More,” she said, louder. “I want more.”

“Great Aket will give you more,” he said arrogantly. “But the serpent cock of Set appears to be sleeping.”

Jane pushed herself up on all fours and turned. She bent her head and took the serpentine glans into her mouth. She immediately moaned with lust and the delicious taste of his cock. It was coated in a film of his sperm and her own vaginal fluid. Jane relaxed her throat muscles sucking it deep in her throat to taste more of their combined orgasmic fluids. In it's soft state, she was able to take more then she had giving him the blowsie, but it quickly began to swell forcing her to release it lest she choke.

“The cock awakens!” The giant black man placed his hand on the shaft and stroked it, acting like a child with a new toy.

“Lay down on your back,” she said. Apparently he didn't mind taking orders from a woman. He quickly did as told, looking on eagerly as she straddled him. His bent cock laid against his stomach, but since the head stuck straight up, she easily got it inside her. “I can't believe how good you feel inside me,” she moaned, eyes closed as she worked his cock fully inside her.

“I don't as powerful like this, but I like the view.” Aket stared at her flawless white skin as she sat up to ride him. His huge hands couldn't even cover her large bosom. He squeezed and tugged on them fascinated with her breasts and hard nipples. He leaned up even as she leaned down so that he could take one of her freakishly long nipples in mouth. He was rewarded by a large squeal and tight spasms of her pussy around his shaft as she came. His crotch felt sopping wet from all the fluids pouring from her pussy.

Jane opened her eyes and looked down at him in a state of complete sexual bliss. Her hands pushed down on his chest as she road him. The contrast of her white hands on his muscled dark black chest was fascinating to her. It was sexily erotic to see her white body mated with his dark black skin and feel his big negro cock fulfilling her completely. Jane felt a new preference for black men click in her brain.

A preference that could create a scandal in British society if she were ever caught with an African male.

Aket laid back gazing up at her magnificent body slowly riding his cock. One hand squeezed her breast, pinching her thick nipple while his other hand rand down her white throat, down her breast to her belly also fascinated with the skin contrast. He rubbed her belly around her navel. “I want to swell this with my child,” he said. “I hope my seed has already been planted, my queen.”

“I hope it has too, my king,” she lied. Lady Jane and Patty both shared a weekly tea that derived from an herbal mixture Jane had discovered in India. The tea kept them from getting pregnant and even kept their monthly periods at bay. “Put a baby in my belly, great Aket.” He growled in lust at her words pulling Jane down so that he could kiss her lips. “The idea of carrying his child was starting not to sound all that bad and she was grateful to her tea.

Jane felt hands on her rear, spreading her buttocks apart. Hassan's cock pressed down hard on her rosebud. “Hey! That's off lim...” Jane's words trailed off at the surge of pleasure she felt having two men inside her.

“Take it all... my Queen,” hissed Hassan. He pushed his entire penis inside her rectum. Her ass gripped it almost as tightly as her vagina gripped Aket.

“F-FUCK! I”M CUMMING!” she screamed. Jane sat still, panting from the intense orgasm. Aket's cock was jerking inside her, wanting her to keep moving. “Never had two men before,” she gasped. “Thank god, yours is so little, Hassan.”

“Thank Set, mine is so big so that you can experience true pleasure,” interjected Aket.

Hassan hunched over her, some of his penis slipping out as he moved. Jane felt his foul breath in her ear. “Litle for now, Queen Bitch,” he hissed. “The Master has promised to give me three baptisms from the COCK. Two more times and mine will be as big as his. I'll be sure to try it out in your ass first.” Hassan cackled and fell back, working his penis hard and fast into her ass.

Body transformation, she thought. Jane was well aware of the propensity of divinely powered artifacts to cause body parts to grow. The COCK had to be kept out of Aket's hands. Jane couldn't think much more on it as her ass was already rising over Aket's cock, trying to time it with Hassan's thrusts. The newly awakened wanton slut inside her was already hoping Hassan's was bigger to stretch her ass even more. She mewled again, closing her eyes to enjoy the pleasure, but quickly opening them as she missed the image of Aket's black body beneath her. She squeezed his hard chest while behind her, Hassan pushed deep, his prick giving a little spasm, and sending a small wad of sperm into her bowels.

Jane moaned, grinding her ass and pussy over the two penises as she came again. Her body seemingly relished every time a man ejaculated in her.

“Go away little man,” ordered Aket as Hassan pulled out. “Let my eyes feast upon you.” Aket's hands pressed against her ribs and pushed her up. Jane kept bouncing in his laps. His stamina was beginning to tax her strength. “”I love you Jane Stalwart. Tell me you love me.”

Jane panted while riding him. She could only rise several inches off his lap before slamming back down. “I love your cock, Great Aket,” she said. “And I love how you fuck me with it.”

“NO! Tell me that you love me.”

“I can't,” she groaned. He had released her and she fell forward again. This time Jane used her arms to lift her up, fucking even more of his shaft.

“How can you not love me? No one can fuck you like Aket.”

“Please?” she begged, thrashing a little over his shaft. “I lov...” Jane was terrified of this man's growing power. Sex with him was the best ever and he'd just lost his virginity. As his skill grew, he'd only get better. No woman could resist him. Not even Lady Jane Stalwart. “I love you. I love you, Master Aket.” Jane fell forward and kissed him passionately. Their lips parted, tongues intertwined. One encounter with a negro and she'd fallen in love with him, but she was still Jane Stalwart. Jane sat up in his lap, feeling his cock swelling with impending orgasm. “I LOVE you!” she screamed, cumming. “I'm so sorry that I have to kill you.”

“WHAT?” bellowed Aket even as his cock erupted sending more powerful blasts of semen straight into her womb.

“SEED SO HOT!” Jane cried with tears of pleasure and sadness at what she had to do, but Aket had to be stopped. “CUMMING! I”M CUMMING!” Stupid herbal tea! Why couldn't he give her his baby before she killed him? Jane collapsed from the intensity of all the orgasms.

Aket rolled her off him before his cock had even finished squirting. It bucked so powerfully, the crown of the serpent's head smacked his torso as it spit streams of cum. The first stream of venom coated her torso, soaking her nipples and leaving sperm spattered all over her belly. Another lash forwards by the black cobra hit her thighs as he stood. Aket grabbed the writhing shaft in his hand and jerked it, shooting his hot seed to coat her face. The wanton slattern writhed on the floor, still cumming. Her tongue licking out greedy to taste the seed on her face. Her hands slid over her lovely body, rubbing his sperm into her skin.

Aket dressed in his robe. Hassan was already dressed. “I told you, she couldn't be trusted, Master.”

The ugly little Egyptian clutched his Kpinga, staring hungrily at her body. “There will be other women, Master.”

“Not like that one,” he growled. Aket grabbed the COCK and the Enfield off the floor. He pointed the gun at Jane's nude body. His hand shook as his face scrunched up in anger. Aket lowered the gun, angry at his own weakness. “Here,” he told Hassan, handing him the Enfield. “You kill her.” Aket took one last look at her before tucking the COCK into his robe and leaving the cabin.

“Of course, Master.” Hassan looked back at the white bitch. He aimed the gun at her, but lowered it. She was still in the throes of pleasure she'd gotten taking the two cultists cock in her and wasn't even aware of her own peril. “Hassan will kill you alright, but not with a bullet.” He raised the Kpinga. He

kept the blades very sharp for Hassan liked to cut things. The only question was where to cut her first.

Hassan raised the multi bladed throwing weapon, looking up and down her body, but before he could bring it down on her, Jane's heel caught him in the knee. He screamed in pain as his knee shattered.

Jane grinned, spinning around in a slick pool of sperm and rising to stoop. She heard a thud as the Enfield hit the floor. Hassan hadn't dropped the Kpinga. His eyes were filled with rage and pain as he raised it again. Jane put all the weight on her left foot, lashing out with her tight for his other knee, but she slipped a little on the pool of sperm and Hassan managed to turn slightly. He caught her kick in the back of the knee, hurting him, but not breaking anything and fell through the cabin door.

Jane dropped and rolled, grabbing the gun and bringing it up to a firing position, but Hassan had vanished. “DAMN!” she growled, racing to the door. He hadn't gotten far. He was at the end of the corridor, but headed the wrong way. “Freeze,” she ordered, but Hassan just limped his way through the door.

Luckily the aisle was empty. Most of the passengers would still be in the dining coach, but not for much longer. Hassan hadn't headed towards the dining coach, he'd turned heading towards the baggage coach just behind the engine, but that would be locked. Jane followed him out the coach and sure he enough he was trying to force the next coach's door open. There was a ladder to access the top of the coach, but with his busted knee, Hassan wouldn't be climbing anything. Trapped, he turned and raised the Kpinga.

“Drop it,” yelled Jane. She aimed the gun at his head. “Surrender and I'll turn you over to Egyptian authorities for the murder of Professor Al Arash.”

“I don't think so, bitch,” he hissed. Hassan stepped forward, dragging his bad leg behind him.

Jane smiled and shrugged. “I actually prefer it this way, too.” She pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.

Hassan laughed at the shocked look on her face. She pulled the trigger again, but nothing happened.

He reached in his pocket and held his fist up, dropping the bullets he'd removed from her gun while searching her room. “Time to die, bitch.” His arm went back and then swung forward, releasing the Kpinga.

Unfortunately for Jane, a huge wad of semen chose to slide down her forehead and into her eyes. Still, she managed to jerk her head sideways, feeling a breeze pass her ear and the knife stuck into the door with a thunk. Jane quickly wiped her eyes. As soon as her vision cleared, she saw Hassan crossing between the coachs. His face was pale, contorted with pain and disbelief that he had missed. The Kpinga had been so close, it had taken a strand of her hair. Jane yanked it out of the wood and stepped forward. She hefted it, testing the weight and smirked. It felt very close to Grey Wolf's tomahawk and she was very good with it. She flipped the Kpinga and tossed it underhand.

It struck Hassan with a crunch as the main blade broke through his sternum. He didn't even have time to look shocked. The blade had pierced his heart. Hassan fell backward, flipping over the railing and falling between the coaches. There was a louder crunch and then nothing as the train continued it's journey with one less passenger.

“That's for Omar,” said Jane, licking some sperm off her hand.