Jan 292014

Queen Secmis slumbered. The rituals had been denied her. Instead of having her body dismembered according to tradition, her brother/husband/king had ruled that she be mummified without honor. She died wrapped in cloth hearing the screams of her beloved.

Anubis did not appear to weigh her heart.

The afterlife eluded her.

Queen Secmis dreamed of her loved one. She dreamed of warm thighs and dusky skin. A never ending river of pleasure flowed from between the queen’s thighs. Her tongue grew thirsty for something sweeter than water. Endless dreams were her life.

She heard sounds. The cracking of rock. Strange voices and stranger words.

She felt herself be moved. She felt the sway of camels. She felt the rocking of a boat. She felt the rumble of a thing she did not know.

More strange voices speaking so many words that she didn’t understand.

The silence returned. Queen Secmis returned to the sleep of dreams.


Kimberly Wei, sexual archeologist, gently applied the calipers to the bust of the mummy. The wrappings had carefully preserved the ancient breasts for thousands of years but no one had even taken a measurement. It simply just wasn’t done at these proper museums which is why Kimberly was doing it. She understood that such a magnificent bust wouldn’t have been so protected if it wasn’t important to the people who wrapped the mummy.

“I estimate the bust to be 42D,” Kimberly said out loud.

She waited for confirmation from her assistant, Gerald. All she heard were snores.

Kimberly shook her head. Gerald was out cold. Well, it had been a late night. She and Gerald had been working on this Mummy since early this morning and it as now pushing midnight. Honestly, she was surprised that he had lasted this long.

Kimberly still had plenty of energy. This was a rare opportunity for her. When the British Museum of Egyptian Antiquities asked her to examine the mummy of the Unknown Queen, Kimberly had jumped at the chance. The Unknown Queen had been acquired in 1923 but the obscene nature of her sarcophagus had intimidated the archeologists of the time. Besides, her name had been removed from the official records of her era, so how important could she be? This mummy had lain here in the Museum storage room for ages.

She leaned back and took a look at the sarcophagus again. An endless series of cocks have been carved into the stone. Fat cocks, thin cocks, cocks that leaned, cocks that stood straight, limp cocks, hard cocks, cocks with rings, cocks with jewels, cocks with ridges, cocks that were smooth and cocks with veins surrounded the sarcophagus. It was just the kind of thing that male archeologists averted their eyes from and museums stored far away from public eyes.

“Why so many cocks?” Kimberly asked. It didn’t make sense. Actually, not a lot about the Unknown Queen made sense. She was found in a burial chamber far away from the King she was married to. There were no pots holding her organs. There were no treasures for her to take into the afterlife. Only one servant was buried near her and that was of another woman who’s corpse was mangled.

“The Unknown Queen was in serious disfavor with her husband,” Kimberly said out loud.

Gerald’s snores didn’t add much to the conversation.

Kimberly leaned back in her chair and looked at Unknown Queen’s body. The tight wrappings revealed a shapely body. Heavy breasts had survived the ravages of time. Wide hips tapered down to long legs. She would have been a beauty.

A familiar heat blossomed between Kimberly’s legs. There was a tingling in her nipples. Lurid thoughts danced through her mind.

“She must have been an adulterer,” Kimberly said. Her hand drifted down to her shorts. “As pretty she was, I bet she had no shortage of admirers.”

Kimberly tried to imagine how bored a Queen might be. Pampered, cared for and powerful yet ultimately an object of statehood. How easy it must be to loose one’s self in an affair.

Kimberly slipped her hand under her shorts. She was tired. She was too excited for sleep. She had spent the day examining the remains of a beautiful woman. Her body was aroused and Kimberly was just tired enough to rub one out while her assistant slept at his desk.

She unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down. She ran her fingers through her hairy sex. A moan escaped her lips as her fingernails brushed her lips.

Queen Secmis heard a sound. It was different from the strange voices and the click tick of things she did not know. This sound she knew.

It was a moan.

Kimberly blushed with the wrongness of what she was doing. She was a guest in the British Museum of Egyptian Antiquities; she shouldn’t be masturbating like some sort of sex freak. She certainly shouldn’t be masturbating right next to the mummy of the Unknown Queen. Most of all, she really shouldn’t be masturbating so close to her sleeping assistant. Gerald might think it was an invitation.

All of these thoughts just made her stroke faster. She unbuttoned her shirt with one hand and pulled a breast from the cup of her bra. She pinched her nipple and shuddered.

All of those thoughts were perfectly good reasons to stop so she thought of a few reasons to keep going. She was doing the Museum a favor by examining a Mummy they were too prudish to check out. The Unknown Queen was long dead and wouldn’t mind her pleasure. As for Gerald, well this is what he misses for falling asleep.

Kimberly plunged her fingers inside her sex.

Queen Secmis heard the wonderful sounds of a wet delta. Her tongue ached with thirst. Her own delta began to flow after ages of dryness.

A smell came to her. After ages of dust, stone and death, this new smell was from paradise. It was the smell of a woman in heat.


Kimberly squeezed her breast as she stroked her pussy. She looked at the mummy of the Unknown Queen and tried to imagine her life. Did she sleep with the woman that was found in her chamber? Yes, that was most likely. The cocks painted on her sarcophagus were some sort of ancient lesbian shaming.

The Unknown Queen liked women. She probably would have liked Kimberly. They would have been lovers in secret until tragically found and executed.

Kimberly almost cried out but she bit her lip hard to keep quiet.


Queen Secmis shuddered. She knew that sound. Tawa had made that sound while in her arms. It was the sound of pleasure bitten back by teeth and lips.

Queen Secmis slept no more.


Kimberly paused in midstroke. There was a sound of cracking paper. There was a charge in the air. There was a smell of sex that did not come from Kimberly.

The mummy of the Unknown Queen sat up. The ancient bindings held on as the body rose to her feet. The Mummy turned and stepped out of her sarcophagus.

Kimberly pulled her fingers out of her sex. The mummy tilted her head as if listening.

Kimberly released her breast. The mummy took a step towards her.

Kimberly licked her lips and debated what to do.

The mummy knelt down before Kimberly. Wrappings parted to reveal a jaw opening. Dark lips glistened as a red tongue licked them.

Gerald kept snoring.

Kimberly’s heart was pounding. She was a sex archeologist; this wasn’t her first mysterious resurrection of an ancient corpse. It was her first mummy and she wasn’t sure what to do. There was no training for this.

Kimberly Wei parted her legs. Sometimes it was best to go by instincts.

The mummy crawled forward on her knees. Cloth covered hands grabbed Kimberly’s thighs. The mummy’s head dipped down towards her sex.

“Oh God,” Kimberly whispered. The mummy was as cold as stone but her mouth was as warm as the desert. Hot lips nibbled on her sex while a nimble tongue lapped at her.

The mummy drank from Kimberly’s pussy. Kimberly almost grabbed the mummy’s head but remembered how fragile mummies are. She grabbed her own breasts instead; her fingers sinking into her ample flesh as she sought to control herself.

The mummy lapped at her sex. Wider and wider the mummy pushed Kimberly’s thighs as the tongue went deeper and deeper inside her. The mummy didn’t need to breathe as it licked, licked, licked and licked.

Kimberly squirmed in pleasure. She had never felt a tongue so nimble. She had never been devoured so utterly. She had never been eaten by someone who had waited ages to taste pussy again.

“Oh, oh, oh, yes!” Kimberly whispered. She felt her orgasm ripple through body. Her toes curled. Her fingers clenched painfully hard around her breasts. Her teeth bit hard into her lip. The pleasure exploded thought her body and Kimberly loss consciousness.

Kimberly awoke in her chair. Her seat was drenched. Gerald still snored.

The mummy of the Unknown Queen rested in her sarcophagus. Kimberly stood up on shaking knees and approached it. She looked at the mouth and it appeared dried and cracked.

“Did I just imagine the whole thing?” she whispered out loud.

That was when she saw the delicate hand prints on her thighs.

Queen Secmis slumbered. It was a deep sleep devoid of strange voices and stranger words.

She dreamed of a hairy oasis that quenched her thirst.

  2 Responses to “Fiction: The Mummy of the Unknown Queen”

  1. How did you know that I just had an incredibly crappy day? Thank you! I absolutely love it!

    Yeah, I find mummys absolutely sexy. I recently dredged up two short stories I cut from The Mummy’s Girl and was thinking about doing something with them.

    Thank you for making my day.

    “this wasn’t her first mysterious resurrection of an ancient corpse.” This line I love.

    • I was stumped for what to write about with Kimberly and when I thought of Mummies, my response was, “Well, I know at the very least that T’Sade will like it” :)

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