A Divine Deal

Sarah was not a religious person by any stretch of the imagination. She preferred to put her faith in logic and science, not silly superstition. That's why she had such a difficult time accepting that the stranger who approached her in Times Square was not only a being of supernatural origin, but was, in fact, a god.

The god Heka, he said. Egyptian god of magic and healing. He was handsome, his dark skin was complimented perfectly by a gold suit with a blue tie. On anyone else it would have looked cheesy, maybe even ugly. But on him... They had met in Time Square (In good old New York City) while Sarah was studying the statue of George Cohen.

Sarah didn't believe him when he claimed to be an ancient Egyptian god, but even she had to eventually give in after he had performed miracle after miracle. Once they had finally settled the issue of his identity, Heka invited her to share a table with him at a classy restaurant in Little Italy. There, he got down to business.

"Sarah, my dear, you are familiar with mythology, correct? You certainly know that those barbarous Greeks liked to come down from Olympus and mate with mortals on a regular basis, no? What you may not know is that us Egyptians are quite interested in the same thing." He laughed at her look of alarm. "Oh don't worry, dear, I don't want to make any children with you. That's messy and bad for business. But I would like to procure your physical affections. That is to say, I wish to engage in intercourse with you. As a god, I can give you many things; gold, jewels, perfect health. Name anything, if it is in my power to grant, it shall be yours. Afterwards, if you feel so inclined, we can retire to my private room at the Hilton. What say you?"

Sarah considered this. Under normal circumstances she would have refused from the sheer audacity of it, but he was a god. There was so much he could do for her... And admittedly it had been a long time since she'd had sex. Guys weren't too interested in her with her small, mousy frame. Her breasts were small, practically flat under her sweater and her hair was brown and not in a good way. Heka was incredibly attractive. He seemed to radiate light (And being a god, maybe he actually did) and had the most charming smile. Taking a deep breath to steel herself, Sarah made her decision.

"Ok, suppose I agree to this. I need you to do one thing for me. It might seem like a lot, but it's a dealbreaker. I need it done."

"Anything you want, lover" he purred.

"Once a week I volunteer at a children's hospital. There's a little girl there, her name is Amy. I read to her and we play board games and make up secret codes and things like that. She's eleven years old and a tumor is destroying her brain. It's inoperable. She'll be dead in six months. I want you to save her. Take away her tumor and let her live a long, happy life."

Heka regarded her solemnly. Finally he spoke; "That's one of the things that attracted me to you. Your kindness towards other humans. It's such a beautiful quality and you take it to lengths rarely seen. I accept your terms, my dearest Sarah."

Several miles away, a tumor withered away into nothing inside a sleeping girl's brain.

***

Heka had a personal limo that took them to the Hilton. He kept a permanent room on the top floor. Sarah couldn't help but be impressed by it. She had grown up in a house smaller than this. Heka led her to his private bar.

"Can I get you anything to drink? The pomegranate beer is especially delicious, as my colleague, Sekhmet can attest."

Sarah politely declined and made herself at home. She stripped off her jacket and sat down on the couch. It was comfy. The 72 inch flatscreen sat on a pedestal in the center of the room. A collection of movies were stacked beside it. Antony and Cleopatra, The Mummy, the DVD box set of Tutenstein... Heka had a specific taste, it seemed.

She heard voices from behind her. "Why, Heka, of course I don't hate you but you didn't even invite me..."

"I'm sorry, I assumed your presence would make her uncomfortable. You know how mortals can get."

"Honestly! This is the 21st century. Times have changed."

Sarah turned around and gaped at the beautiful woman standing next to Heka. She had the same dark skin as he did, with bright green eyes. She was also completely nude. Sarah couldn't help but appreciate the strange woman's body. The breasts were perfectly proportioned to her frame. A small tuft of dark hair was neatly trimmed at her mound. Sarah felt herself warming.

The strange woman smiled at her. "Hello, Sarah. My name is Quetesh. I'm the goddess of lust and sexual pleasure. I heard on the grapevine that Heka had designs on you and I decided to join in."

Heka grinned sheepishly at her. "I hope this does not bother you. If you wish, I can send her away..."

"No," Sarah was surprised at herself. "She can stay."

Quetesh slowly approached her, giving Sarah the opportunity to admire her body in motion. "Remove your clothes." Her tone was kind but firm. There would be no disobeying this goddess.

Sarah stripped off her shirt and pants. Blushing, she unsnapped and removed her bra, fully aware that her breasts were tiny compared to Quetesh's. The goddess nodded encouragingly at her. Sarah's panties came off last, her unshaven groin exposed to the two gods.

Quetesh breathed in deeply, smelling her womanhood even from across the room. She signaled to Sarah with her finger to come closer.

Sarah cautiously approached her. The goddess embraced her in a tight hug. Her nipples felt hard against Sarah's chest. "Don't be afraid," Quetesh whispered. "We won't hurt you, unless you ask us too."

Suddenly Sarah was embraced from behind. Heka's erection was pressing against her bare rump. His hands reached around and cupped her petite breasts. "I desire you greatly," he murmured.

Heka picked her up as if she weighed nothing and carried her to the bedroom. He lay her down on the softest sheets Sarah had ever felt. He grinned at her. "Egyptian cotton. Isn't it unparalleled?" He surprised her by burying his face into her groin. His tongue flicked across her pussy, and she felt her juices burst forth.

Quetesh slipped into bed next to her and kissed her deeply. The goddess' tongue probed her mouth, leaving nothing unturned. Her hands pinched Sarah's nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through her.

Sarah moaned, enjoying the sensations. Heka nibbled her clitoris gently and she could already feel the explosion coming. Her breathing turned into heavy pants as the gods pleasured her.

Quetesh took Sarah's hand and pressed it to her breast. "Do you like touching me, Sarah?" Sarah could only moan in affirmation, Heka's skills were denying her speech. Quetesh enjoyed the feeling of Sarah's fingers squeezing her breast. "Do you want this tit, Sarah? Do you want it in your mouth?" Sarah looked up at her, eyes pleading. "Suck on it, Sarah. Enjoy my body. It is yours."

Quetesh lowered her breast to Sarah's mouth, where she hungrily took in her nipple. Heka took her clitoris entirely into his mouth and sucked, not so gently. Sarah's whole body shook as her orgasm built up. Quetesh grasped her hair as Sarah's sucking intensified. "Bite it, Sarah. As hard as you want. I am a goddess, you can't hurt me. Bite it hard." Sarah's teeth clamped down on the goddess' nipple and Quetesh moaned in pleasure.

Sarah muffled a scream as her orgasm finally broke through, wracking her body in waves of pleasure. You haven't lived until you've gotten head from a god, she thought to herself feverishly. Quetesh shifted her body so her other breast was in front of Sarah's face now. Needing no invitation, she latched on and sucked her nipple hard, all fears of hurting the goddess evaporating. Heka positioned his body over hers, rubbing the tip of his shaft along her swollen labia. Quetesh growled at him; "Heka, quit teasing the girl and fuck her already."

With a strong thrust, Heka sunk into Sarah, all the way to the base of his penis. Sarah gasped and started thrusting upward, trying to keep as much of his cock in her as was possible. He tortured her with a few slow insertions, then starting pounding vigorously. It was all Sarah could do to keep from screaming with pleasure. Quetesh, seemingly having had enough of suckling, kneeled over Sarah's head. "Eat me, Sarah. You'll like my pussy, I promise." She pressed down onto Sarah's eager waiting face. "That's it, baby, eat me. It feels so fucking good."

Quetesh's juices flowed down Sarah's face. They tasted sweet, almost like honey, she thought. Her tongue worked furiously as the goddess ground her pussy into her face. Heka was thrusting furiously, as well. Sarah's pussy gripped his hard dick, eager for more. He gave a few more grunts and a final thrust and warm fluid filled Sarah's womb. The feeling was amazing and she was plunged into another orgasm herself. Heka pulled out and continued stroking his cock in his hand. More semen shot out, coating Sarah's body. He rubbed the tip of his shaft on her nipple, oozing out more of his juice and coating her breast with it.

Quetesh dismounted from Sarah's face and enjoyed her handiwork. The gods had left her a quivering mass of pleasure. She couldn't even move. Wordlessly, they both snuggled up to her, Heka licking the juices from Sarah's face while Quetesh sucked her semen-soaked breast. Sarah reached out to touch the gods, she didn't care where and let herself slip into blissful oblivion.

***

Sarah awoke in her own bed, fully clothed and alone. Had it all been a dream then? The thought was incredibly depressing and she almost broke into tears before noticing the letter on her nightstand. It was addressed to her in golden ink.

Dearest Sarah,

You are spectacular in every way. We regret having to bring our passions to an end, but such is the nature of things. Please enjoy the gifts left on your nightstand.

With sincerest love,

H and Q

Sarah looked at her nightstand. She could have sworn those things hadn't been there before. The first item was a large scarab beetle, carved from turquoise and decorated with gold and small jewels. The other was a pair of cotton panties with a large stain on the front. Sarah held them to her face and inhaled deeply. They smelled sweet, almost like honey.