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Tuesday Mar 31, 2009

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Sandstorm

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1815 North, 5339 East, Dhofar, Oman
March 2nd, 1992, 2:18pm local time

The world had disappeared beneath a curtain of wind blown sand and premature night. The wind roared like a beast while it clawed brutally at his clothes and the scarf wrapped around is mouth and nose. Thankful for his goggles, he could still see no further than a few yards.
The sand storm had rolled in from the north, gathering strength as it crossed the border from Saudi Arabia. It descended on them with surprising speed, giving them only half an hour to secure the dig sight and all of the equipment before the first sands began to swirl. Having weathered two smaller storms in as many weeks, the team had reacted well. Now, everyone was sealed in their tents taking advantage of the unscheduled rest.
Buffeted by a powerful gust of wind, Nick decided hed follow suit. He skipped down the side of the dune and moved toward his tent navigating by memory more than vision. Theyd been at the dig sight for six weeks and in that time, Nick had made this place like a second home. Finding the lost city of Ubar had been a dream of his since he was a kid. His father had read him accounts of expeditions to the legendary city of a thousand pillars back in the 30s. Many great archeologists had come in search for this place. It had been nicknamed the atlantis of the sands.
And now hed found it.
Of course, the reality was somewhat less fantastic than his childhood dreams had imagined. Instead of piles of gold, angry djinn, and ancient curses, there was rock, sand, and hours of pain staking toil. Most of the excavation work had to be done paint brushes and dental equipment to keep from damaging the thirty-five hundred year old artifacts.
Arriving at his tent, Nick quickly unzipped the outer zipper. and ducked inside. The four-room tent had been erected downwind of his Land Rover but even still the winds buffeted the walls loudly. Nick unwound his scarf and slipped the googles from his face and began extracting himself from his sand infested clothes. Naked, he moved into the central chamber of the tent where he flipped on a small electric lamp. Pulling on a light robe, Nick sat down at his small desk where a dozen small artifacts awaited his scrutiny. He scanned each one briefly, noting the hue of the clay used or the pattern and style of the pottery itself until one specific piece caught his attention. Gently he picked it up for a closer look.
The fist sized artifact was not clay at all, he realized. It seemed to be a sort of light rock - something like limestone but much harder and perhaps even lighter. He was no metallurgist, but the sheer unfamiliarity of this substance had him puzzled. Roughly cubic, the object showed surprisingly well preserved etchings of five of its sides. The style was reminiscent of the Ad tribe - the same people who had built Ubar - but seemed also distinct in some ways. On the sixth side was an indentation which seemed about the size of an index finger. Nick placed his finger inside and found it fit down to the first knuckle.
Click.
Nick jumped slightly as he heard the sound from within the object. He felt the metal in his hand slowly begin to warm and vibrate.
What the hell...
The box, now almost hot, shifted in Nicks hand. The edges split open and the surfaces each quickly turned as though it were some sort of clockwork puzzle. With a hiss, a white gas began seeping from within the box. Startled, nick placed the box on the desk and covered is nose and mouth with his free hand.
Instead of dissipating, the gas stayed in coherent cloud as it descended toward the floor in front of Nicks desk. Miraculously, it began to expand upwarard and take on a vaguely humanoid form. Nick watched, his eyes wide with shock, as the cloudy shape flashed with a burst of heat and light and changed into the form of a woman.
Maybe five feet tall, her skin was nearly black. Her glassy eyes were uniformly black, sclera and all, and in them Nick could see his own astonished gaze reflected back at him. Her hair hair shone black as pitch and curled down past her shoulders. Nick could not help but admire her nakedness. Her heavy breasts were full and round with large erect nipples as black as night. Her hips were beautifully curved. Her pussy was hairless and glistening.
She gave a slight bow. I am Jahi. The words she spoke were unintelligible to Nicks ears but somehow, he heard and echo in his mind in english. Her voice was silken.
What manner of spirit are you? Nick asked. Jahis head tilted curiously.
You do not know me?
I am not familiar with your name. Are you a Djinn? Nick said, keeping the fear from his voice.
I do not know of this DJinn. She said. I believe I have slumbered for many seasons.
Were you a servant of the Ad?
I was not and that name has no meaning for me. It matters not, however. I have been awakened and must remain true to the geis placed upon my imprisonment.
Jahi dropped to her knees and flipped open Nicks robe. She lifted his cock in her hand and began to stroke him. Nicks breath caught in his throat as she stroked his length. His cock began to harden.
Mmmm, she mouthed. Some things do not change. She leaned forward and engulfed him with her mouth. Breathing through her nose, Jahi slid his entire length - now fully hardened - into her mouth and down her throat. Nick breathed a sigh of pleasure and began to rock his hips back and forth. Jahis hands did not remain idle, going to work on Nicks balls and rubbing his thighs while he fucked her mouth. She seemed to have no gag reflex at all. The head of Nicks thick cock pressed the back of her throat with each thrust.
Her black eyes looked up at Nick and he could not believe what was happening. He could feel her tongue flicking against his shaft. For a moment, she slipped his cock out of her mouth and sucked each testicle, rolling and flicking them with the tip of her tongue while her hand stroked his shaft.
I have not seen a man with skin as pale as yours, nor with a penis without a hood. She said as she stroked. But I am pleased to see that the essentials work the same.
Without reply, Nick stood up and lifted Jahi to her feet. He pushed her back so that she was sitting on the edge of his desk and dropped to his knees between her legs. He moved forward, trailing his tongue along the inside of her thigh. When he reached her pussy, she was oozing wetness and he dove right in, his tongue darting out to taste her.
Jahi gasped. This.... this is not done! Smiling, Nick moved up to her clit and circled it with his tongue. Jahis sucked her breath and arched her back and outside, the wind buffeted the tent with a particularly strong blast. Nick kept licking and sucking her clit, pausing from time to time to dart his tongue down and lap up her wetness. As Jahi neared orgasm, she grabbed the back of Nicks head and pushed his face hard against her. Nick wrapped his lips around her clit and flicked his tongue rapidly.
As she came, Jahi let out a long, keening scream. Her first orgasm in five thousand years. The wind echoed her explosion.
Nick stood before her and leveled his cock at her pussy. Jahi was still recovering but he could wait no longer. He placed the tip against her wetness and pushed, entering her fully. Jahi gasped and opened her black eyes.
Nick began with long, slow strokes. All the way in and all the way out again. Jahi moaned with pleasure and frustration each time he pulled out and gasped each time he slid back in. She wrapped her legs around his waist, opening herself wider for him.
Before long, Nick felt himself begin to speed up. His cock was drenched with her sweet juices and she was tight around his shaft, almost milking him as he fucked her. She began pulling him in with her legs and their bodies were slapping together faster and faster.
She moaned a deep, hungry moan. Her whole body shook with each thrust. Her big tits bounced in circles with the rhythm. With each push, Nick could feel his orgasm building.
Reaching down, he began to rub her clit, soliciting a cry of pleasure. Nick felt Jahis pussy begin to pulse as she came again and seconds later, he erupted inside of her. Jahis legs clamped around Nicks waist, holding him deep inside of her as he pumped her full of his seed. He kissed her deeply while they came and her lips were like satin.
Finally, he was spent. They were both breathing hard and fast and Nick could hear the storm raging outside as though it mirrored their passion. Moments passed and, still inside of her, he felt himself begin to soften.
He went to pull out of her but realized that her legs were still holding him tightly. He smiled at her.
Thank you for your seed. She said. Nick gave her a puzzled look.
Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest. He coughed once, then again. Jahi only smiled at him. The tightness quickly spread to his arms and legs. Nick began to feel dizzy.
Of course, the child will require the entirety of your essence if it is to be a proper vessel for Ahrimans return. She said. Nick couldnt move and his vision was beginning to blur.
Had she said Ahirman? The Zoroastrian Ahriman? The original satan?
Suddenly, it all fell into place. Jahi was Ahrimans concubine. A demon of the ancient world. She must have been trapped in that thing.
And I set her free, Nick thought. Then the world around him went dark and he knew no more.

The following morning, Nicks tent was found empty. It was assumed that hed been taken by the storm and that his body was hidden beneath the sands of the Rub Al Khali.

VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
david_prophet:
I AM a tease. It's not ready yet.
Mar 31, 2009
evangelin:
Busy Bee... wink
Apr 1, 2009

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