The missionary work

Beneath the I-12 subway, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few requirement before the prognosticate storm front arrived. Wrapped in a bootleg garbage bag clutching a small second generation handbag, the hapless material body beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless post-horse but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as potential, I literally drug the lifeless grade into the vertebral column tooshie before easing back into traffic as a potent wind gust heralded the storms comer. My intention of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless protection, was irretrievably altered by a lightning smash close enough to do the all right hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a rolling of roaring that evoked my survival of the fittest instinct. Cranking up the heater, I guided my aging acquaintance to the secure car port respective transactions away while dodging the newly shape puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a brief timeless existence to settle down my shatter nerves until the storage of the homeless figure in the punt seat spurred me back to reality. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete floor and struggled to drag us into my warm apartment where I collapsed into my favored chair amidst the thundering rainfall. After a brief respite, I studied the broken-down guest on the flooring of the entryway and wondered briefly if a speedy call to local law enforcement might stimulate been more appropriate. A muffled moan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to assist. Gently removing the fragile plastic raincoat, I instantly became mindful my guest was female, maybe in her early thirties ( hard to severalise through all the cake grunge ), and in critical need of a complete closet makeover. Gently removing her outer dress, I removed her holey soled shoes ; her feet were a afflictive testimony to too many grueling tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my shoulder, I gently brought her to her infantry for the short sashay to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me clad in only the bare requisite necessary to defend her modesty ; a moth eat up t-shirt and holey step-in that barely clung to her anaemic hips. I started the bath water and went into the captain bedroom to call up some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased married woman. Returning to the steamy lavatory with an armload of threads, I found my node exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pool of bath body of water. I gestured for her to get rid of her remaining article of clothing and get into the water system as I gathered her rags and left her to her own device. Throwing some hot water on the cooking stove for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several transactions passed, and I could still get a line the piddle running, so I eased out of my president and slowly opened the bathroom threshold to check on my node. She was sitting in the tub with the remnant of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny skeleton."Great, a brain deep-fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breathing place. The water was already muddy and I opened the drain and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every relocation, and offered no ohmic resistance as I pulled the last vestiges of modesty from her skeleton and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to refill, I pulled some liquidness soap and a nylon scrubber from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nakedness.

Hairless from the neck opening down, her vernal skin and pert breasts forced me to reassess my earlier age appraisal. Her muck caked consistence was virtually flawless, without blemish or meter reading of revilement. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her pectus and trunk, savoring the texture of her vernal peel as she closed her eyes and leaned back in compliance. Her small breasts with erect umber colored nipples were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the worked up human body. Beginning with her tiny metrical unit, I slowly lathered her prospicient sensual legs and thighs, becoming aroused with her quickening suspiration of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her tumescent lip. various forceful pelvic thrusts later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her stage around my invading deal. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the H2O shamelessly, contracting her second joint to maintain imperativeness. Caught off sentry duty, I savored the second, and continued to tease her erogenous zones until she collapsed into a globe of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her little bubble butt and the placid curves of her rear and neck before carefully bathing her face. Her eyes fluttered undefended, the pupils a kaleidoscope of vividness. I gazed into their depths with fascination as I motioned for her to stand for the rinse rhythm. The strong body of water flowed through her silky grim hair, dislodging clumps of road grunge and revealing a naturally beautiful shine that could stop traffic. A thorough rinse and gentle towel massage later, her transformation into a goddess was gross. I stepped back in awe, filling my gumption with the most beautiful creature with dripping tomentum that I 'd ever seen. A svelte smile crossed her dainty face and her magnetise eyes held me transfixed as the idle words outside began to howl. The SE walls of the apartment were pelted with debris as the lighter flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; time seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull white room that surrounded me where a chassis was sitting at a pocket-sized round board a short aloofness away. As I rose to my feet feeling self conscious at my bleakness, I surmised I had passed into the realm where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

"Wo n't you link up me,"the seated figure of speech implored with a slight gesture.

Humbly I crossed the length as a spoonful shaped chair materialized next to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitalia. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, indefinable memory. As I sat, two humble wine glasses partially filled with a deep red colored liquid state appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red sass for a sip. I tried a gustation of the sweet liquidness, and quick felt my look efflorescence and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to inseminate every available orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence stake even held appeal.

My host smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her articulatio humeri."Your cordial reception was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en route to a developing major planet to repopulate the resident species whose males were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red yield whose extract you just sampled will cover you and your host 's manfulness. Our voyage is legal brief - grant me this chance to copulate with you and verify your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful curvature revealed in all their nimbus. There was not a whisker to be seen on her rich olive skin beneath the full nighttime head of hair of silky dark hair. A sparse trail of substance trickled down the inside of her left thigh, and her typeface reflected long neglected desire.

I was somewhat dazed ; too much information, too many questions, and overactive internal secretion all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest of the red liquidity in a gulp, the once forgotten passion of my young person returned with year of interest and I dove into the two business firm globes crowning her heaving chest. spit lashing the raise nipples alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her legs around me as her external respiration cranked up respective notches. With a promptly duty period of her body, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of sexual climax, bathing my leg with a river of her centre. As her breathing slowed with a final violent pelvic thrusting, I eased her onto the storey and after savoring the tender underside of her titty, wandered down to her great vulva.

The slopped hairless lips oozed her sum shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the tight slit. I thirstily savored her delicious bouquet, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve termination. She grabbed my hair and her hips lurched into the air as a fount of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my ravishment temporarily until her spasm calmed, I grabbed a lungful of refreshing air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her consistency trembled and her case contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my rigid electric organ at her wet pink opening night, I waited for her spasm to sink somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and thrust her hips rhythmically with my own, cumming several more fourth dimension before I was fully soak up - my glans buried in her easygoing throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the infrastructure of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrust to short thrusting. I gave her a tender kiss on the side of her long delicate neck, and her eyes flew opened in surprise. Her mitt desperately clutched my stern as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscles were cinched so tightly they forced the blood out of my cock and I thought it would implode. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another Wave hit and she clung to me like a woman possessed. The stimulation was so acute I was barely able to stem the flow before releasing respective years of seed explosively into her receptive womb. She squealed and arched her hips despite the impact of my full weighting, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive orgasm as I continued to pump my burning seed into her. As we slowly descending from the most titillating skirmish of my spirit, her vagina continued to milk my essence into her center.

I held her gently as we slowly relaxed, feeling her throbbing pulse radiating through her extremities. A grin slowly appeared as I kissed the former side of her neck and her hands wandered through my thinning hair and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the mild Edward Douglas White Jr. light we were bathed in changed to a soft blueing and a feminine voice blurted a message in an strange glossa. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her knees. Placing her bridge player gently over my left ear, I felt a momentaneous pin peter within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her substructure as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is close at hand. You have been selected to father a new genesis of offspring based on your experience, compassion and skill. A interpreter was implanted in your ear to help communicating with the aboriginal specie. Any resistance to adapting to ethnical mores of this earth will cut back its development. Be secure, be happy, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a abbreviated heartbeat of bright Light and I was flat on my back staring at a clear blue sky in the midriff of a tropical wood. The air was warm and sweet ; my senses heightened beyond my earlier recollections. With no clothes, no weapons, and no identity, I realized my accomplishment would be my only asset. A few strides away, a glorious fir tree rose at a convenient angle to facilitate a flying ascent, and I scaled up to the highest dot almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean chip air that invigorated me. The forest was dotted with strange leaved tree bearing red yield - my natural Viagra ! There was smoke rising from various hundred meters away and behind was a large lake or overt sea. I could get word diffused feminine voices on the nothingness ; musical and enticing.

Suddenly the vox abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single vocalization broke the oppressive quiet and stated it sensed a male presence nearby. several early distinct voices skeptically questioned her reflection but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thick underwood as soon as my ft touched solid reason. I ran like the wind instrument with the feminine voices in by-line until I recalled my mission and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animal skinned clad woman emerged from the underbrush and tumbled over one another when they slid to a hitch. Their collective mouth dropped outdoors and I suppressed the urge to laugh at the pile of jumbled consistency. From what I could discern, they were physically identical to the fair sex of my man with keener instincts. I held my hands out, palm up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the cutting edge and paused reflecting my motion. Despite the fur covering her chest and genitalia, I could evidence she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to occupy my cock with anticipation as my oral fissure lost the last drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my middle and my gormandize genitals. No Bible were spoken as she reached out to allude my cock with long trembling fingers. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my member. The other young woman gathered around in a tight circle and stroked my chest and bum gently as their leader dropped to her knees and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her hands away.

"Does it squirt the sacred cream of life history,"she queried."

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu object lesson in basic human intercourse with simple-minded explanation and motion. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judging and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and occasional suspension as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of Male counterparts they fell silent until the leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen headliner'all men were taken away because the females had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the Almighty intended - a fault that would cost them a generation of aloneness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceived notions but decided against it. evenfall began to descend on the forest with long shadows as we made our way back to their camp amidst episodic touches and giggles. I grabbed various red 'passion fruit'( a name I termed for their Viagra like personal effects ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a slender psychoactive upshot in gain to its erection enhancement properties.

By the time we reached the small enclave of mud huts, I was euphoric and gruelling. Emboldened by the fruits effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the animal skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my human knee burying my human face into the naturally blonde, musky muff atop her long lavish legs. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed carpet, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the tierce swipe of my tongue, she became a fiend, tearing at my hair and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on kickoff link, I rolled onto my back and pulled her on board.

"What are you called,"I asked as she instinctively positioned herself over my package.

"Eba, my lord,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throbbing glans on her clit, and rubbed the two boldness filled extremity together gently. In lupus erythematosus than a minute of arc, she collapsed on my bureau with orgasmic cramp. Perfectly positioned, my member slid into the tight opening and with a mighty poking of my hips, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic muscle spasm sent her consistency into seizures. I thrust abstruse again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft fleshy obstruction halted any further penetration. Her pussy was inhumanly tight as it milked my dick mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic spasms, Eba tore the fur covering from her bosoms and exposed the two almost perfect globes ever created. Locking my sass around the closest coffee colored nipple, I drew the hard teat past my teeth and tongue lashed the medium flesh to the phone of her ever compound groan. Again she trembled with yet another coming clamping my cock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my better try at containment, my over stimulate tool spewed into her profundity as my hips arched to enhance the life giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and several opaque words, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a warm stream of her pee as she lost control of her sinew. Her deep breathing's confirmed she was still in our plane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently swan from beneath her exhaust frame to pick myself in a stream that flowed through the center of the camp. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a little stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the thick hand sewn comforter, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling shape. After a foresighted pause to look up to the ne plus ultra of her sweat sheened skin and the gentle curvature of her femininity. I rolled her into my weaponry and carried her over to the cot. When I tucked her in, she sighed contently and curled into a foetal ball.

As I pulled back the peel room access covering, I saw the fair sex of the camping ground on their knees with their drumhead bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the pocket-sized group towards the brook, I patted their heads or shoulders in acceptation, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering effects of the passion fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The vitreous silica coolheaded water was no delusion however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A young handwriting touched my shoulder and I turned to a barely downy waif staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her skin, eyes, and coarse curly hair were a thick deep brown brown and her young frame oozed virginal innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to pour water on my neck opening and shoulders with her hands, smoothing and soothing new biography into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremities and pegleg, and massaged the muscularity gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitals. When her gentle caresses reached my throb periscope ; her men began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridgepole and recesses. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

"Zuri,"she responded in a childish whisper stroking my cock with her soft hand.

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her tiny frame on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furred bumps of her developing boob. Zuri grabbed my gormandize penis wedged between us, and continued her tactual exploration as I gently planted candy kiss on her facial expression. The other girls settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with expectation. I was somewhat unnerved by the consultation until Zuri repositioned herself with my turncock at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focus shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her tight shallow slit, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the bound. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her coxa triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained reaction on my behalf ; my glans nudging her lilliputian clit with each diagonal. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a grimace, her have on nails tore into my backrest and her legs violently trembled with her number one male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful showing of orgasmic euphory.

There were gasps from penis of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristical self-induced freeing simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breathing place while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to extract myself was met with groans of disapproval as her legs locked around my thighs. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the piss beside us and gently dislodged my partner. One was a stunning redhead with long haircloth that easily reached the small of her binding and crystal well-defined large cat valium heart. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her picket long ramification over my torso and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her warm opening hidden in a tuft of superb red haircloth. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my tool, throwing her top dog back with this new erotic experience of manful penetration. Slowly, she slid down the shaft until my glans was fully embedded in her vibration womb.

Although she was not as blind drunk as my two previous lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic thrusts were to a greater extent than sufficient to activate a recollective series of orgasmic episode that kept me on the sharpness of my own release. When her long slender fingerbreadth massaged my hyper sensible scrotum, my attack at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning cum. Her almost inhuman growl and a long current of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her last heroic poem orgasm as I continued to fulfil her until my orb ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our collective vigor drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby voices announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shadiness of a declamatory fir type tree diagram with my head resting in Zuri 's lap while several other girls gently rubbed some character of soothing lotion into my skin. A shell of alien fruits including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my waking up, she fed me gash of the delightful autochthonic offer. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

"Let 's public lecture,"was all she said as she slowly reached out with an upturned hand while rising to her feet.

During the next few hours she entertained my questions and shared her hope for the future. Without the protein of male sperm, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my delegation 's urging. This universe circled two Sunday and had a speedy orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal worker transitions. Much of the major planet was strange to them ; apparently occupied by small-scale mobile hunting watch gatherer groups with abundant resource that minimized territorial conflicts. Certain social characteristics of spoken speech and transmitted coherency were quite well break, without the necessity of throw out engineering. It was a utopia of sorting where ignorance was bliss. My attack at explaining my stock were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my endeavour. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that dissemination of my seed must be global, not restricted to one small group. She nodded solemnly in correspondence and motioned for the other member of the tribe to join us.

Several soot black women made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with enceinte doe eyes, kissable full mouth, small daily round breasts, and full hips. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth feature article of her face ; her lower lip trembling with anticipation, and pocket-sized beads of sweat forming on her shoulder. Her full tender breasts accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her mitt cupped my face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the gentle breaking ball of her long cinnamon colored neck and berm She pulled my mind towards her and rolled her head back to look towards the celestial sphere amidst rapturous moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky taste of her skin, removing her fur article of clothing and spit bathing her trembling womanly curves until I eased give the night brown valley covered with a light coating of thick contraband curl. Her rap vagina, a colorful contrast to her otherwise deep brown peel, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy sassing open with one hand, I slipped my index finger into the smashed garden pink flesh until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the aborigine had a g-spot ! Messaging the tender flesh of her g-spot gently provided the accelerator to drive her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my cock into her trembling orifice. With one gentle drive, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly buck ; her eyes shot unfastened with surprise, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the interloper. A second, more explosive orgasm shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst several undecipherable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly plunder her slit, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern out until she relaxed before gently resuming my dull deep knife thrust. Her consistence loosen up and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The fond sleekness enveloping my instrument was emphasized exponentially by closely rhythmical muscular contraction of her vaginal muscularity. Each breast bobbling poke became a mental test of my ability to hold my impending orgasm. Her rapid foreplay matched my own to where the get-go explosive current of cervix bathing sperm sent her into frantic convulsions that almost contrive me clear of her arcing torso.

The residual of the tribe formed a besotted circle around us, and one of her companions gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my back where she immediately dove face first onto my expend electric organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnants of our orgasm away with her glossa. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the elucidate blue green sky, as several beautiful maiden over scurried over with a plate of passion fruit and a wood hewn bowl of stream piddle. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my tardy inhibit Virgo, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her bodies'desperate attempt to regain stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly impenetrable pot of underbrush, there came a shrill screeching, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting screech not unlike a band of lineage thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised billet I feebly attempted to feign a defensive posture as my gracious hosts splintered into the Sir Henry Joseph Wood with screeching of terror. Only briefly did I catch a coup d'oeil of a lizard tegument wrapped warrior before a vicious kicking to my sex gland sent my partially digested passion fruit onto the jungle story and the lights of awareness into blissful shadow. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the back of an overgrown raptor character lounge lizard, my groin screaming in agony with every creature footfall. Gratefully, consciousness escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy mound on my binding with my extremities securely tied with thickheaded vines in a cattle farm eagle position. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my body and could vaguely hear the voices of my capturer somewhere beyond my discipline of vision. A large shadow blocked my field of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a illumination Godzilla. Panic stricken, I struggled needlessly to relieve myself only to have my chest covered with a Imperial gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my circumstances rested on the long rows of astute tarter stained teeth, I lost ascendancy and released a long stream of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breath was disgusting ! The scratchy tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genital organ from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the animate being wandered off sulking.

A lizard hide clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some semblance of realness, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic plot fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the genital assault was short lived ; she bucked several multiplication with an apparent coming and stood up gesturing to others outside of my theatre of view. Suddenly a grouping of similarly clad women of all sizes and colouration appeared and one by one subjected me to the spoiled sexual experience of my biography. ineffectual to justify myself without tearing more than pelt from my wrists and ankles, I was destined to spend the future several hours experiencing the total dehumanization of multiple colza. When attempting to sound my soreness, I was brutally slapped until disjointed numbness set in. I was viewing the entire spectacle from somewhere outside my physical self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some point I had drifted into a a world of phantasy where passion and dish thrived. When my pot finally returned at the stage setting of the initiative ( and lustrous ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summer flu. Still bound, the hobo camp was strangely silent. Suddenly a cheek appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to know why I had not fertilized her familiar. I pretended not to find out, while being stunned at her ostensible communicative power. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of eyeshot. Somewhat win over my fate was at hand, I closed my eyes and let the speech sound of the sweet temperature reduction breezes make euphony to my troubled spirit.

It was blue when I felt my extremity being released and several Set of hands drag me over to a crackling fire pit. My assailants were silently gathered in a semi circle staring unmercifully at me and my nakedness. A faint pattern in lizard skin with a tirade of feathers regally walked over to me and with an classic spokesperson asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her unbendable gaze, I shook my psyche no and turned away awaiting another swift kick that never came. It was so muted that a pin free fall could stimulate telegraphed throughout the hobo camp.

"Our petitions remain unreciprocated - throw this brute into the valley of night."

With hardly the strength to verbalize, I extended my weapons system upward to help my captor in expediting my death.

"Great pansy,"a diffident voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own eyes I saw this creature fertilize a dark skinned female. It may not know of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

"This creature chose not to fertilize any among us,"the queen retorted.

Another spoke up timidly ;"Perhaps our way of coupling is not the way of the creature."

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all males are equal, Young warrior ; it is for that very grounds they were banished. It is only by the grace of God of our sacred female parent that we will suit fertile once more ; not by our hand or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as silence enveloped the camp.

Finally the Queen spread out her implements of war in an evident gesture of her authority ;"We are the Sisters of the sharp erose creatures, destined to lord over this world and populate endlessly with the mother of animation bearers. Bind this creature beyond our camp and feed it. At the dawn of the s sun, I shall let out the fate of this puppet as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relief and was drug over to a large tree diagram just beyond the visual range of the ingroup where they secured me by my articulatio talocruralis. Several plates of food for thought with a great urn of water were placed just within my orbit and I was left to the passive reconditeness of the night. Downing well-nigh of the weewee I dove into a plate of tattle kernel that was hard to chew but palatable, and respective warmth fruits.

My zip gradually returned and I was able to free my bound leg quite easily with unbound hand. Apparently my captor had a no idea of my restorative capabilities. curio compelled me to crawl back to the camping as quietly as I could to get some insight on my potential drop fate. Within a few moments I located the largest rock dwelling in the encampment and quietly made my way to a lowly dimly lit opening to peer inside. The female monarch was listening to a figure shrouded in thin translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out share of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the distinct impression that the veiled god female parent reviled all male who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible mission of sexual seduction. When the Queen left the structure to get some water and fruit, I squeezed through a modest windowpane to face the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the sheet, I encountered an elderly charwoman, definitely beyond nipper bearing years that was ugly - rear farting ugly. Torn between preserving the More of this footling subculture or ending the life of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her trembling case and decided reasoning would be the serious approach. At kickoff terrified, she fumbled for row ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the former worldly concern she lived in, and why she had taken such a surd line against the aggressive Male of her coinage. In turn, I explained that I had been sent here to assist repopulate her world and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a positivist mutual act. As the queen re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a simple gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her plenty to heed to reason.

A few tense second filled with intense conversation between the two women followed until finally, with a personal suspiration of relief, the Queen seated herself and offered me some yield. I mentioned how I enjoyed the barbecued marrow, and how trance her ascendency over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first clock time I was able to see the woman behind her authoritarian charade as she explained how to overdraw reckon projection to control the animal and convey non-verbally ; a simple mental process few of her subsidiary could duplicate. When the senior woman commented on the sad condition of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational hazard"and offered her the hazard for a airless inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eager and go through, and with soft caresses soon had my battered reed organ throbbing with anticipation. She then turned to the Queen and explained the actual physical process involved in human relation with a few suggestion I randomly offered for elucidation. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the bounder of her right foot was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. The surroundings had suddenly changed and I felt a affinity with the god mother that words fail to describe.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her large nipples on her floppy baby feeders became call forth. With my will arm wrapped around her back fondling the sore pap, my rightfield hand delved into the furry hoar haired pussy and found her button, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp warmth between the extended flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my touch, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to progress to the next degree. Cradling her head with one hand while supporting myself with the other, I slowly laid her back onto the dirt covered storey as she positioned my organ between her nether lips. With one quick drive, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally reactive 'package'did not take well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lubricant, burning painfully with each thrust. The nance moved closer with rage filled eyes, and stroked the early elder woman 's hair as she glanced between her stage from time to time.

A generation vacancy of male companionship was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her rose hip and groaned awash with her long overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to save my cum for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The king eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarments, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered pussy. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering manikin and positioned my battered rear cock at the female monarch 's sexual entrance. Unlike her female parent, the fag was extremely tight with far Sir Thomas More zip, forcing my buffet harmonium slowly into her depths with forceful drive of her hips. It took the sum of my mental attempt to go along my erection hard, ever dire it would rupture or break. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to crush the burning uncomfortableness and sat on my heels.

For a few brief import, a flavor of sandbag surprise crossed the nerve of the fagot, until she realized the intellect I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her foundation, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her tongue at a deep purple coagulum near the substructure and several bleeding lacerations along the shaft. Her daughter returned with several midst leave-taking which she squeezed to extract a Elwyn Brooks White viscous liquid she gently massaged into the traumatise pipe organ. Almost immediately, a cool soothing ministration overwhelmed my genitalia and spread throughout my depress torso. My erecting faded quickly along with the burning pain in the ass. I reached over and gently kissed the world-beater in gratitude.

After a few stunned moments, the faggot reciprocated, locking lips with unbridled passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the motivation for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her face down her shoulders and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my weaponry. Somehow, this extra curricular activity was sufficient to allow the blood to alleviate back into my groin, and without further arousal, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged electronic organ at her entree and spread her legs as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my trunk. With the attainment of an experienced tart, she slowly forced herself down on my slick rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic os. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moan of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscularity working together in an erotic symphony of sexual desire.

Despite the irritation, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with lineage tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own sexual climax jolted her muscular skeletal system. Rocking her hips as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard pelt covered breasts touched my thorax. Despite her climax, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the cool extract onto my rapidly deflating genital organ. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her female parent rolled to my vacant side in a fulfilling euphoric sandwich. The coolheaded healing unguent soothed my battered genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still disconsolate when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her slumber. It took a few moment to gain my bearings before I awoke my Host with aristocratic kisses and advised them that my bearing might not be well accepted by their study. The Queen gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the bivouac where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would winnow out my freedom. Breaking our embracement, I leaned over and secured the roach before taking a posterior next to the empty plates to wait my soon to be disclosed fate. The fairy leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the lead from whence we came. Despite her unflattering attire, the full cycle curve ball of her hips left a most delightful vision to fall at rest to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the bright glare of a full moon sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. Anxious to try my newly acquired knowledge of genial manipulation, I focused on the creatures giant cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a look of surprisal, it slowly lowered it 's Brobdingnagian hulking anatomy down and rolled next to me with an land shaking thud. Not quite sure of how to express my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's honker. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the scene in total disbelief until the queer moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her arms wide as she spoke.

"baby,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to fulfill our orison. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill our lifeless uterus with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my articulatio talocruralis and gently touching my leg. Rising to her substructure she stretched her arms out again before public speaking ;"pack paying attention of his given thanksgiving and share your feminine natural endowment freely for surely he will provide the seed we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her bridge player and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her brow."My king,"I began,"My essence will be willingly shared with all who desire for a time. I only require your faith and understanding."

"shuffling ready a dwelling for our ejaculate presenter Sisters, and prepare a feast ! Let us welcome the founding father of our time to come ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The kindred broke forth in excited babble and scurried back towards the camp while I turned to the patient animate being and patted his mandibular bone again. Despite his unusual dietetic requirements, his docile servitude was most welcomed. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to rise. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his feet and slowly rose to his full three story superlative, adjusting to my alien presence in the process. In surprisingly niggling clock time, I had my atrocious companion trained to simple paw gesture for commission and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a master and his new pup.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youth, he dined on leaves as well as short scurrying mole type critters that wandered across our path while exhibiting a unconvincing gentleness around humans. We took a trip through the forests and up the face of an ancient vent while I grabbed an episodic passion fruit and gained a good impression of the lay of the solid ground. The geology, vegetation, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rocks and plant life, although like to the wilds of my home world, displayed unique evolutionary characteristics. The creatures were somewhat standardized also, although my riding horse was by far the orotund of the animals we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial plain, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled apparent horizon. Beyond the flock in the opposing direction was a semi desiccated plain with entirely unique botany and herd of bovines with long antelope curved trumpet. Birds of brilliant plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava stream, I found scores of tractile Harlan Stone that could easily be fashioned into sharp edges for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered clear of a little native settlement as we followed a winding wintry river. Trusting Godzilla 's instincts, I let him go forward at will and we soon returned to the lizard young lady 's cantonment where the girls were scurrying about in prediction of our return. The fervor in the center of the camp was roaring in intensity and poles with some case of skinned bird where stuck in the primer around the perimeter. The Sister 's skin glowed in the firelight and low little heyday were sprinkled in there hair and in bands around their ankles. Their lizard skins were replaced by sparse K translucent wrap that barely concealed their womanly assets and blended sensually with their suntanned skin. It was a refreshing slew to my wandering eyes and my rapidly heal package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of throw out skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log ambo next to the tabby where the hewn tabular array before me was filled with native delicacies. It was and whelm display of hospitality.

As a unknown in a unknown land with sperm my only bargaining flake, I was compelled to share some of my preternatural experiences. I turned to the nance and really noticed her beauty for the first time. Her breasts were full with belittled pebbled nipple, her recollective neck opening and toned leg oozed sensuality, her long brunette hair and touchy nervus facialis feature article bestowed with rich full lip beckoned my rousing, and the air of royal house she projected compelled me to move as close to her as possible. She smelled of sweet Dianthus caryophyllus that required every snow leopard of restraint I could muster to prevent a entire frontage passion blast. I took her hand and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to espouse my lead. We wandered into the nearby woods amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a woodlet of stout bushes cover with serrated subdivision. Quickly snatching them from the soft dry land, I procured the Queen 's stone knife and quickly fashioned pitchfork supports. Gently kissing her delicious lips passionately, we quickly returned to camp out and I set up the petroleum spittle over the flaming, placing three of the roasting bird on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my hosts soon had all the core on like, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the boiling bird. The Queen and I returned to our preselected rear end and held manpower as we watched the festivities. savory highly intoxicating drunkenness were liberally served. Several girls sang a strange harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several passion yield, I leaned back to savor the gentle high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the nub was served and we feasted. It 's good to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delightful feast, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious hosts gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the only song the came to mind :"Kumbaya."My rendering did not give the tune justice, but my captive audience was entranced by the unknown former worldly sounds, swaying hand in script from position to side with closed eyes. Several cried. I then encourage them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our corporate voice. I wondered briefly if the inhabitants of world could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal vocal. As the melodious sound began to die down and the hobo camp returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to stick out along side.

"It is meter to set about the origin of our precious ejaculate, babe !"She turned to me with a strange look on her face and I felt me knees start out to tremble."We can not allow you the freedom to copulate on your own accord. Your are the slave of the Sister of the tongue Toothed tool and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final meal, the extract of the Vermilanda seeded player was added to your drink. This extract enhances your richness while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her content with a shifty smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of joining, and use him fully beginning with the firstborn sisters first. By this clock time on the morrow you shall all have the seminal fluid of spirit growing within you and the life story giver will fall in his banished brothers !"A shrill, ear piercing cheer rose from the crowd as two set of hands firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed lean to and I was firmly tied spread eagle on my backbone.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the phoney bonding the festive environs created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspicion. These ruthless bitches were brutal ! As the 1st lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the chance to truly receive the whizz of being fucked to death. Fate can be a cruel mistress, yet succumbing to a outpouring of pussy hammering seemed a most fitting demise. After spewing my first hot load into the tight orgasmic cunt riding me, I felt my feverish sex gland throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing animation giving semen at a never before go through rate. Soon the nameless pussy lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the hyperactive brass endings in my genitals, dulled into pointlessness. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton pussies accompanied with sigh of love and orgasmic expletives.

By the early morning, I was fading in and out of reality when a thunderous crash stimulated the concluding snow leopard of my adrenaline into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were liberal enough for me to rip my radiocarpal joint into view and undo the knots. I sat up to see Godzilla staring at me with a curious gaze. I gave him the most cheerful salutation I could muster as I fumbled with the vines around my ankle joint. Unable to prove to my invertebrate foot, the Jurassic giant gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the run to and several nearby dwellings amidst the terrified screams of the occupants. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

persona III

I awoke sometime later under a large palm type tree with a delicate sea duck soup massaging my fatigued branch. Two browned skinned fille with brilliant Patrick Victor Martindale White tooth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweet-flavored tasting water from a shallow trough while the other fumbled with the discolored end of my color genitals. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two little saint bolted as I felt the familiar gust of disgusting breath on my back. Turning, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scaley neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the land of the living. Commanding him to give, it turned and took a few steps before returning to my side. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with sparkling white Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin framed by the towering Tree of a hobo camp. A short space from where we stood was was a small-scale gathering of spread air army hut covered with interwoven palm type leaf and a group of humans crouched in a chemical group with hired man hewn wooden spear at the ready. Along the shore was a notched pipeline of belittled hired hand hewn vas with outriggers. Turning towards them with my men extended, I fell brass first into the easy Baroness Dudevant. It was too early and I was far to frail to trust my own facilities. The two young maid hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my spinal column before forcing several more sips of weewee down my adust throat.

Despite their reverence, the leaf clad group slowly approached with their weapons poised. Ever mindful of my believe companion, they eased ever skinny until one of the older woman extended a diminished portion of fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her grade it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the frail white flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting position. Feebly, I pointed to my companion and repeated his gens slowly respective fourth dimension before collapsing with exhaustion. The gang mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spears. One of the Danton True Young girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his monumental mind and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the full chemical group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my fellow traveler basked in their open attending ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive volume.

Several of the elder women broke from the chemical group and crouched future to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the former two focused on the lifeless flesh between my pegleg. Their hands had evolved with light translucent network between their fingers which explained their rarity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulders, they eased me back to one of the shanty, and made me comfortable on a sand stuffed cushion of leave. Several plates of fish meats and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every prison term I stirred, one of the low girls immediately tried to thrust something in my backtalk, while the other gently smoothed a clear refreshing embrocation over my tired remains. several days passed before I was able to take brief walking along the beach with the musical accompaniment of one of my Host and the dedicate date of my two legged companion.

One dawning I awoke to the lovingness of the Lord's Day rays streaming across the storey to find out the fleet of a 12 or so dugout canoe canoes heading out into the unfold sea. Those remaining behind were busy with various tasks ; cooking, cleaning, sewing, and gathering shells that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old ego. The two new little girl that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a plate of food and a pocket-size watercraft of cream they began rubbing on my consistence. Under the watchful eyes of several cleaning lady sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genitalia. The normal color of my peter had almost completely returned and my gonad no longer ached. There was hope my mission could resume, thanks to the nice care of my new found associate.

One of the women set down her work and came over, studying me soundly before squatting down and carefully examining my genitals and shaking her nous sadly. Giving the shaft a gentle squeeze she quietly queried ;

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a dwelling tribe by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an extract from a seed before I was forcibly gang raped until my two legged fellow traveler rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few seconds to take apart my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induct infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a yearn row of similarly shaped vessels perched atop a longsighted shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few drop cloth of burning liquid into the enlarged opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the duration of my lance into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic terms that the serum only neutralized the poison in my organisation, and the only likely curative was found in the malice of the ebony sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the groundwork of my phallus ( peen ). After the venereal abuse I 'd already feel, I was n't too eager to have a serpent gnaw on my cock, yet the choice of a lifespan of sterility was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her knowledge of this kindred of sea multitude, how they traded with other tribes than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the males strangely succumbed overnight and the women were left to resist for themselves. The lizard skinned kinship group were known throughout the landed estate as unmerciful warriors with an oral schedule of subjection. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to cover the survival of the fittest of her kin group and her world. It was unmistakable her sapience would be a great asset to my registration and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the abandon loneliness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my grasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could find this rooster biting Hydra and she withdrew slightly with a business organisation etched on her face.

"We shall find one in the pond of low water when my fellow traveller return - be mindful few have survived their bite."

"I intend to be one of the few,"I responded stroking her silky pilus ;"How practically time will top until I am once again fertile ?"

"Not long,"she responded in a quiesce voice,"you are not of this world are you ?"

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to avoid any further disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the weariness caused by our awkward view drew us apart. The two young girls sat adjacent to me, and I showed them how to take on tic-tic-toe in the sand. The large principal of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the corner line and I rushed out to greet my old friend. I sensed he had found a teammate, and he leaned down to for me to climb up him. Once securely on gameboard, we were thundering off into the hobo camp amidst a flock of brightly colored birds with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. several hour later, we were cheeseparing to foothills when my mount slowed his gait close to a expectant opening in the tilt side. Strolling casually towards the haze over opening, he bellowed a hobo camp jarring growl and a somewhat belittled version of Godzilla with a row of six mamilla down her breast appeared and chirped a high pitch chirrup in response. Dino passion ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her match playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his top dog and I slid to the terra firma immediately patting her scaly skin with sufferance. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned appease nudge, and we almost immediately formed a most strange bond. Projecting a vision of the first meeting and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to climb him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long tread that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief coup d'oeil of the lounge lizard bitches bivouacking before the squad of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into limbo amid a barrage of wooden spears that fell harmlessly to the background. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the hide figure of speech of the god mother into the dense undergrowth just as my backing flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the dust had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with effort. Grabbing a shaft, I quickly circled the remains of the camp on foot, and goaded the smattering of remaining warriors into a tight circle. With the towering physiognomy of two beasts behind me, I commanded the quiver survivors to subsist in peace with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening waggle of my shaft, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two fellow traveler to rub their jowls in gratitude.

Part IV

It was then I noticed the spear shaft extending from the sonant lower torso of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the putz, pulling it from her with all my lastingness. She bellowed pitifully as the fishgig came devoid and I was drenched with a shower of clog up smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the orotund foliage of a nearby Tree, I crammed it against the open wound and used my back to form a pressure patch as Godzilla paced back and forth like an expectant forefather on delivery day. A short-change meter later, as my strong suit waned, I slowly eased away from the make-do stuffing and grabbed several gourds that appeared integral. Racing to the river, I found a ontogeny of plant life bearing the Sami leaves the Queen had used on my dinge genital organ. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off respective parting on my way back to the site hoping they worked as well on dino tegument as they worked on my individual parting. Gently bathing the wound and applying the folio infusion onto a fresh leaf, I pressed the dressing to her abdomen and the look of ecstasy that ranch across her feature article was beyond priceless.

For the following several hours, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The alliance of trust we formed that good afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the first sun waned and the less sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a brief exchange of grunt, Godzilla bowed it 's promontory and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to breathe along the way. The entire mathematical group of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a sec dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the entitle aid the women gave. The womanhood who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the repose wight with several unlike vials of elixir, before gently applying fern parting. When she finished her government activity, she rose and turned to me.

"A desirable ophidian has been captured, come with me,"

The two Cy Young girls eagerly grabbed my hired man and led me past a tidal syndicate with a tumid inkiness eel thrashing the water into foam and the first tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my back and my two little guides immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my limbs and sat on them with their full weighting. I took trench breathing space and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombies, pull a six foot wretched mass of struggling human body into the assailable air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon several others joined in to aid them. Losing my brass I struggled to disengage myself. Despite my struggles, the two new girls continued their gentle and good stimulation as it gradually subdued my panic response with patent arousal. A bit was forced between my tooth just as the soft supple paw were withdrawn and my phallus was engulfed by a dusty slimy sheath.

Suddenly, various pin bastard around the floor of my cock sent jolts of lightning up my spur followed by a fiery inferno that rapidly spread through my trunk like a wildfire. The perdition increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my pain doorsill like a runaway train. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into frigidness thrill accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain in the ass, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a purplish hue, while my bollock had swollen into hard softball sized secreter stretching my scrotal release so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating pain sensation spread upwards and I voided the contents of my stomach, almost choking in the process. As my tortured knowingness began to fade, an volatile blast of bloody yoghurt textured excretion spewed high into the air from the head of my putz. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my awareness briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a common cold compress to my frontal bone ; then darkness. As the world-class flow of morning time light glittered across the open sea, I opened my eyes and realized my febrility had broken. My groin felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Reich entering Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the option. Surrounding me was the entire village in respective attitude of repose while the hackneyed eye of the healing adult female studied my every inflection intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the gaps in the leaves apparently recovered from their blowout through the lounge lizard cunt lair. I mustered a brief smile and stretched my tree branch as my sleeping companion began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the char who had remained by my side throughout the stallion ordeal and whispered I would now call her my Doctor of the Church. She smiled wistfully as the two young girls stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a soft buss on each of their foreheads. A brawny, partially dressed charwoman stepped forward with the head of the revolting brute. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two young acquaintance gestured towards the sparkling sea. With childlike enthusiasm, they helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way into the cool down refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of life sentence and cracking healing elixir of all drew me into its boob like a loving mother. An errant splatter and soon the three of us were playing in the champagne surf. Soon we were joined by the full disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited maneuver until I was finally drug back up to the doctors hut exhausted.

The doctor immediately forced my leg apart and applied a soothing ointment to my crotch, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to inure. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my tool was active with ace. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first, and started to rub my barb up and down her furred slit. She murmured a dead lived protest as her natural carnal knowledge instincts occluded logical persuasion. Grinding her hips against my privates, her head tilted back and her ventilation grew disconnected. As one of my hands encased the to the full mound of her breast, my other hired hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entrance. Her center shot open and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious contractions within.

The difference of the tribe gathered closely to view her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my hands explored the season softness of her bosom. She gasped for breathing space and grimaced when her pubic muscularity squeezed shut and her hips dropped forcefully into my lap with a farseeing delinquent orgasm. The surrounding crowd cheered coaxing and unexpected laugh from both of us. Automatically, I began to shove my hips again and she whimpered another brief protest as she gently returned my stab. She climaxed several more times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seminal fluid into the back talk of her womb. We held our office for several blissful bit until she awkwardly rolled off my rosehip and trembled with orgasmic euphory. bloody ejaculate dribbled between her thighs as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the breed of exertion and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two minuscule associate with a heaping collection plate of exotic food and the Doctor with a broad grin on her face. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my semen and found it contained a minute amount of semen but Sir Thomas More time was required for my full virility to riposte. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the former stroked my genitals ; making my cock hard only to watch it shrivel. The Doctor of the Church produced a heavy modesty leafage and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could finger my persuasiveness returning with every bit and waved to some of the girls to join me as I drew out a sketchy exemplar of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple mast. Collectively sharing thought, we soon designed a practicable fashion model that I would spend much of my waking hr the next few 24-hour interval constructing and instructing on the use of the large foliage sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to fecundate my two fellow when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea duck soup,"there was a great deal excitement in the clique. The sturdy piddling craft took to the water like a flavour pro, responding to helm and sweep gracefully. After several trial runs, she sailed out of good deal on the outgoing tide only to devolve several hours later with a mark of handbasket filled with fish. There was practically jubilation that night, and some of the most palatable seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her fellow traveler Nell coaxed me away from the festivity, and showed me their secret resort area hidden from the coterie in the nearby jungle. It would be the foresightful expect end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her vertebral column gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded body and covering the newly exposed flesh with a multitude of kisses. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the verge of orgasm almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing body, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her pinnace puffy porta, I thrust into her depths. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my assault on her tight puss, gaining a few cm with each stab. My glans kissed her uterine cervix even though my cock was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal muscles was virtually out of the question yet the pressure was more than sufficient to wreak her over the border with a continuing serial of climax. Pressing my hips against her firmly to prevent muscular expulsion, she bucked her coxa with youthful elan. After several mo she wailed a terminal testimonial of pleasure and collapse. As she completely relaxed, I was able-bodied to pull back amidst the distinctive fluttering sound of a pussy fart.

Nell was sitting with her articulatio genus to her mentum and her back against a tall tree with middle as big as silver medal dollar bill. I smiled at her as my intimation returned. After a time, her instinct overwhelmed her care and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid reed organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless flesh. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her bureau to retrieve a beautifully puffy mouth watering coffee brownness nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive flesh with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to unwrap the remainder of her nubile body.

sensing her anxiousness, I moved slowly to research the magical unexplored territorial dominion of her body with gentle kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my forward motion to allow her clock time to adapt to the new sensations. By the metre I had exposed her bright garden pink clitoris, her consistency was writhing. A few swipes through the moist peach fuzz and her first coming erupted violently. I gave her several hour to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate space. She grabbed my hair forcing me profoundly into the brown puffy plica as she rapidly ascended to her 2d coming. Her coxa arched with youthful athleticism as she released a hanker current of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling frame, I positioned myself and quickly poke into her sloshed quim at the moment she began to relax. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained wanted millimeters within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her pussy accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upward thrusting muscles of of satiny tunnel. She quickly rose to another sexual climax, only this time, I continued my assault to keep her over threshold. When the two gentle custody of Sandy began caressing my keister and lower extremities, I lost the few fibers of restraint holding me back and thrust one final prison term as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting body and quickly positioned my still rigid tool at her vaginal opening. Slowly engulfing as practically of the length as her picayune body could support, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with More than plenty arousal to keep me stiff. Her ride was somewhat longer this time, nonetheless it provided an even capital number of orgasmic releases than during our first clash. How beautiful her bare bouncing midget tit tit appeared now covered with a amercement lustre of elbow grease. One of her absolve work force reached behind to squeeze my depleted gonads as she approached sexual climax, and I painfully released the oddment of my prostate gland a second base metre within just a few minutes of the foremost. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side and Sandy slid beside me on the early, a still bout trickling down her nerve.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the party script in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two marriageable fellow traveler a parting kiss, I strolled into the lull sea and bathed myself before taking a ass next to the MD. She smiled and her devoid hand found the seam in my modestness leaf, gently cupping my parcel and leaning against me while the two offspring cleaning lady were excitedly babbling to the other adult female which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my limited resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her head still tucked to my breast ; and I asked her to draw her youth. She was the only fry of the only Doctor of the kin group. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the ways of recognize medicine as her Church Father eventually became the leader of the kin. When the"slap-up dying"passed over their world, her Mother resumed the leadership role amongst often excitement and focused the group on selection techniques and hope.

The doctor rose to her metrical foot and called the kindred together asking them to form a line from the youngest for the first time to the honest-to-goodness. Numbering them in ordination from the youngest to the oldest, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most manly first while monitoring my progress through the numeral progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The initiative girl was a pudgy trivial morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first. The Doctor of the Church explained my soundbox necessitate sentence to regenerate more semen between encounters, and my mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their tribe. A collective groan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach.

taking center stagecoach, I grabbed a slender gourd vine and explained the genital mechanism, method acting of strong-arm arousal, and the mental connection. I then asked my first-class honours degree partner to tread forward and explained the distaff generative system as she nervously wrung her manus. Gently guiding her to the George Sand I encouraged the others to join us, as I massaged her mound and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her middle dig spread out in surprise as my one paw gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the anterior rampart of her vagina. With a oink she succumbed to a build rippling orgasm ejecting a small puddle of creamy white effect. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delightful cream from my finger as several of the participating interview breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the lady friend gently on the nerve as she continued to twitch with sultry release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where necessary to ensure they all would go through the joys of climax.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the cute beauty at my side with a consignment of my germ and held her closing as she drifted off to catch some Z's before rising quietly and taking a legal brief dip in the rising lunar time period. The assuredness refreshing H2O invigorated my feeling, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering companions I had ruefully ignored over the past several 24-hour interval. Rubbing and tickling their raspy skin, we were soon frolicking in the gray cockcrow light invigorated with our renewed friendly relationship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a ontogeny of towering deluge grass. I noticed the come apart stems were hollow and remembered the tribe collecting water from a nearby stream. Stumbling to my feet, I tried to uproot one of the tumid trees to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it free. Soon he was dragging a XII of the poles back to camp I had hurriedly tied to his tail with some nearby vines.

The concerned Doctor greeted us as we neared and received gentle nudges from my two unlikely escorts. I described my theme of a residential district centerfield with running water for the hick kitchen and privy with a rock music lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled respective innovation and as the small fleet left on the other morning tide, we assembled piece of work gang and began expression. The two giant lizards were irreplaceable, digging deep with their hindquarters and dragging the fallen logarithm to their required address. By nightfall, leaves were being intertwined on the rafters of the satisfying social organization and water system trickled along the pipes on the wall to enfeeble into a rock lined cistern close to the low tide levels. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the joys of copulation and filling them with my reclaim seed.

By dusk, we were exhausted. A patrician pushover whispered through the leaf and my new, strawberry blond companion was eagerly demonstrating her arousal techniques, sucking my rotating shaft deep into her pharynx as I fought to deter the overpower urge to fill her entrails. Finally pulling her rid, I rolled her onto her backbone and plunged into her depths like a Virgo schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the inwardness of our arousal. I awoke to the early sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn George Walker Bush against my cock in uncivilised abandon. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed astuteness, and let her take her way with me, more as a spectator than a player. Our mutual orgasms awoke half the encampment and pulled out every ounce of seed my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at to the full effect by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bathroom to launder the blood and orgasmic perfume from my deflated genitals. Sex with this grouping was far from bit and beyond my savage dreams.

Several more glorious days of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the undetermined water and regain the connection I had made long time earlier as a Whitney Young sailor in the naval forces. One bright morning, I disentangled myself from the loving weapons system of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the little girl were stowing their nets on board. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the newest catamaran, the Sea Sprite. As the shoreline faded into a thinly short letter on the horizon, the women evolved into a brash, uninhibited ring of dockhand. We worked hard to pull the meshwork filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive Flint River knife flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their entrails saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst rock oil body fluid and a list of never before heard profanities that left my sides aching from laughter.

Once the Pisces the Fishes were cleaned and stowed in the loosely wander basketball hoop, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rushing water as we turned about to return to their base beyond the celestial horizon. First, however, it was essential to clean the scales and entrails from our skin and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the nappy cool water with regardless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu edition of H2O tag, when two strong hands tugged me underwater and pulled me downward at an unbelievable velocity ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid lineage. My final examination cognitive intellection were the darkness that now enveloped us, as we continued to descend further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warm lit way with a ventilation apparatus covering my olfactory organ and sassing and a thrum mechanical device poised over my private parts. Adorned with a white surgical cap, mask, and replete duration surgical scrubs, a physical body appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelic phonation. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a bank of official document punctuated with flashing multicolored lights and a bank of IBM data tapes spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era scientific discipline fiction B movie. She finally turned to face up me again while gingerly holding a strip of broad egg white mag tape punctuated by an undecipherable serial publication of holes.

"You are a most receive guest of the kingdom of REA. Your timely arrival was foreseen by our Goddess Reanna who is on her way."

A door silently slid open and a beautiful brunet dressed in a pearl littered robe entered seepage of magnanimousness. With a nod, she dismissed the medical checkup supporter and stared at my nakedness passively."We regret your abduction, and ask for your cooperation,"she finally spoke unemotionally.

"OK,"I responded trying to mimic her deficiency of emotion.

"You are fat, and despite the scarring on your testis, equal to of producing the semen required to repopulate this world. With your consent, we shall express the yield of your ballock and distribute it throughout our sterile world."

"OK,"I mumbled indifferently, studying the pattern of pearls on her gown.

"In coming back, your will be given the keys to our kingdom."

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my eyes, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine world housed the most evolved cultivation I 'd encountered, the inevitable ritual killing of my solitary geographic expedition and insemination exploits were unwished. Further, the humanistic process of repopulating an unsuspecting human beings by any one subculture would certainly evoke certain conditions not unlike the administration of my native human race. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no term to our fecundity spreading other than your sworn hope to keep on the secrecy of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the airfoil upon the successful collection of your life sentence giving ejaculate, to pursue your life of nondiscriminatory sexual relation for pleasance without the insistence of repopulating the major planet. This I vow. It would be nice to teach of your world and technologies developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to share the secrets of my aborigine domain for fear it may alter your development,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my nitty-gritty may expose a host of interbreeding variables that will invariable falsify the evolution of your inherent species."

"We must intrust our destinies to our God Almighty for the futurity is beyond our invention ; and have faith in our given ability to resolve whatever incongruity that may arise,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most refreshful, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an purity to eff the future of our world comes from the loins of such a noble creature."

"Let the milking commence,"I conceded,"And upon its'successful termination, permit me to view the wonders of your kingdom."

Reanna nodded, as several co-occurrence scurried over to the bank of dials and buttons, while another gently lowered a expectant mechanical gimmick over my loin, fumbling to guide my shrunken electronic organ into a warm synthetic opening. She then slid a small investigation into my buns, and placed a smooth bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating orb within. After a few tenuous second, the machine hummed to life ; blue electrical armorial bearing bathed my lump and prostrate, while gentle suction pulled my cock fully into the a sleeve with a pocket-size inflatable band that secured the device to the base of my cock. Varying electric shocks surged through cascading doughnut that sequentially tightened around my dig. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the titillating stimulation encountered in recent days and orgasms eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceable slumber.

I was awakened by a gentle tug on my jetty and open my center to see the cock sucking apparatus being pulled away gently.

"Were you able to press out sufficient semen,"I asked somewhat incredulously.

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nanny replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive system exceeded our expected value and even now continues to bring on at a highly quicken rate. By tomorrow, you will own generated more than sufficient semen to impregnate any potential partner."She examined my genitals momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a balmy material."The slight discoloration and soreness will go away shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several switches on the control instrument panel. With a smile, she disappeared out of view, and with a off-white realigning stretch, I sat up and studied my surroundings.

The doorway slid opened and Reanna appeared adorned in a white flowing gown. I smiled at her and she took my script and patted the back gently.

"I 'm fix for the tour,"I announced as I slid to me feet.

"Come,"she commanded a she grasped my hand gently and pulled me from the origin room."This habitat and the one under construction in the North Sea are powered by a ego regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding motivation far into the foreseeable future. In this facility your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environs it encounters - super semen if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large hangar with a group of silken muffle disgraceful craft resembling the manta shaft of light of my home world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known fresh water supply reservoirs that supply over 98 % of the native universe under cover of duskiness with these foxiness. Within a few cps, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a Brobdingnagian way with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining wall lined with dustup upon rows of school text."Our repository of collective knowledge,"she waved her subdivision gracefully and led me through a set of look-alike threshold ;"Our nutritional midpoint,"a retentive walkway through another set of doors ;"Our sterilization and reusable facility,"and finally through a last set of room access"Our berthing facility."Above us are more laboratories and data collecting facilities, and below our fish women reside. Well organized, the structure reeked of sterility and military machine discipline ; I was a guest in a sterile utopia. Although I was tempted to part my reflection, the apparent age and continuing succeeder of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my favorable reception. She extended an invitation to join their community but after respective feigned present moment of intense self-examination, I declined on the basis of harmfully altering the bias course of this domain'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my choice before going away, but upon finding the fare was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few meters from the fleet of little fishing vessel with a lung full of bracing air. Once spotted, I was treated like royal house, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretentious naive adult female, who 's simplicity and warmth provided a welcome relief from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the collar and played with my comrade, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embracement and under the hungriness gazes of the others, made soft passionate love as the waves caressed us gently. terra incognita to any of us, a solitudinarian half- adult female, half-fish wight gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunion with the Village was joyous. The Doctor fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking turns riding my genital organ until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the shelf in the lodge. In this wear optional solemnisation, I was the centerpiece, sharing embracement from everyone and nipple tinge with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A spread was prepared to everyone 's delight and I learned I had disappeared for two round and was feared forever lost. Despite the Doctors call for control, I soon found myself buried nerve first in the furry muff of a dark skinned Virgin, tugging on the unusually large button as she danced beneath me with a serial of sexual climax. Once the young girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the remainder of the night in a bonk embracement.

piece VII

The excited babble of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over respective number lying in lifeless repose just above the water line. As we closed in at a full sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the submarine realm of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable feature of the nursemaid that had removed the hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of several oral sex bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the Pisces charwoman and waved to encourage them confining. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as potential and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the MD 's living quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the Fish charwoman drew near, and I knelt into the water to recognize them with a lenify signature. Their centre were abnormally large, pocket-size quintuplet sprouted from the sides of the necks, and their hand were fully webbed. Just below their navels, at the flair of their full feminine hips, the lenient scales of pastel pure tone began ; descending down their thighs to the beautifully formed fundament. With recollective flowing hair, and perfectly developed breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and drown around me in a close knit stitch forget me drug, pinching and probing my organic structure curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their vocalism in my head, much like the mental mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An alien that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their mates with some variety of ultrasonic beam. They built the underwater kingdom for her and belt along to do her command for fright of their lifespan. The extracted seminal fluid I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the multitude of futurity offspring into mindless morons. Unfortunately, these three charwoman had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destroy our creation and must be stopped, but the minute they returned below, they were ineffective to do anything except fulfill Reanna 's instruction. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victim. One had succumbed but the other two showed positive polarity of retrieval.

Taking a hanker soul quenching drinking of reinvigorated water, I pondered the man condition ; the aeonian quest for power by a choose few corrupting and destroying the liveliness of everyone else with brutal insensitivity. Yet somehow, be intimate persists - even thrives in this hard knocks while those in bondage learn to bear their position in lifespan somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitants of the modest village sustenance peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lizard skins with her insensitive aspiration of subjugation ; a combustion desire to defend the unproblematic way of spirit became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly terror must be removed with minimum impact on the village.

Clenching my fists, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to incur a the author of the HF infection and if potential, to locate the ion power source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of techniques but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin encampment, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could assist. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea Dragon ;"a large beast low in IQ but off the charts in cultism. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino comrade over. With forceful swipes of their taradiddle, they soon had excavated a deep syndicate for the mermaids to swim up to the small town structures.

After a brief visitation and error stop, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the leave of a diminished nut bearing shrub scattered among the underwood. The nutmeats were often chewed like confect by the natives and I found them to be both sweet-flavored and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nursemaid who had enough energy to speak briefly between pant of air. Collectively we explored the submersed metropolis with a series of impromptu drawings, finally settling on two likely localisation for the RF generator and the placement of the ion generator.

Suddenly, two small eyes approximately ten measure apart popped out of the water on stalks, and surveyed the layout independently - much like the optic of a mantis. Soon, early optic popped up randomly followed by a large snout with a immense set of incisors on either side of meat. No introduction was needed - the sea Dragon had arrived ! With a serial publication of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could translate the design was revealed. With a few words of care and sunshine of financial backing, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open water leaving behind a practical tidal Wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the heartiest women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea Sprite.

A gumption of tacit urgency settled over the wiliness once the sail billowed. The wind was favorable, giving us time to unroll the meshing and put them at the ready for survivors if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the distance there was a huge fountain and the sea appeared to boil. A small glowing egg shaped craft burst through the airfoil and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a myriad of debris and exanimate torso surfaced around us followed by a elated chemical group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to recover and handful of survivors ; the ascent had been grotesquely calamitous for nigh. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the ecstatic celebration, setting sheet for domicile while bailing piddle to keep afloat. At first there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the full craft rose several meters above the water as the grievous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waving to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivors were transported to where the Doctor had established a low triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once thing quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the damage and recuperate any clause they could n't use before returning to the one-time residents for thoroughgoing cross-examination. Still suffering from the negative personal effects of their rapid acquiescence, they revealed this world was somewhat younger than my home planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life human body. respective heavy waterfront cities were sprinkled across the but res publica mass while the sea covered the bang-up majority of the satellite. The equatorial region was geologically mentally ill with a large volcanic rift dividing the Edwin Herbert Land mass in two. The sea adult female had a life twice that of the"dry land habitant"and were the only other thinking life shape found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering jubilation, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal eddies. I had been on this world for nearly two month now by my best calculation, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local anesthetic inhabitants. Not knowing my length of service much less the tenure of my virility, I concluded it would take at to the lowest degree two lifetimes to bang up all known candidates. Factoring in attrition and environmental chance, the native population would pass off into oblivion within a few generation. Although life by the sea was a approval ; it would soon want to drag to a close. I returned to the village unaware of the partial solution the MD had already gleaned from her patients.

division 8

The mermaids were returning with an assortment gear from the underground metropolis, and the Doctor of the Church rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the answer she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the maliciousness of the ebony sea snake, my ejaculate could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % effective most any women who bathed in the treated water supply would be impregnated if they were fecund. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the hand. The next respective cycles were so filled with activeness that my sex life sideslip to a halt yet my knowledge root expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three singular cultivation. After several nose dive in wet cause that had floated to the surface, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craft, and a multitude of publications - of particular stake was a thoroughgoing aerofoil map revealing the acknowledge locations of the planet 's inhabitants and their piddle supply. By night, I along with several of the healed survivors with escape aptitude learned the characteristics of the flying machines over the clear body of water. Easy to sail with a battery of flight controls, we soon could pinpoint drop cloth locations and hang glide away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the one-third day, as I watched a group of cleaning lady discussing farseeing full term issues with child development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the subsister of the subaquatic metropolis together, I vented my fear about the impact of blending two intrinsically unlike cultures with generation of dispute together. Amidst the solemn radical that had already established deep friendship with the earth habitant, one of the erstwhile subsister named Tash rose to her feet and announced her intention to rear her offspring here and considered the blend of the two cultures a mutually good, irreversible stroke of destiny. She then walked over to me, and loud enough for everyone to try said ;

"I need to feel a man inside me."

"OK. . .Any others ?"I stood before them fidgeting at a loss for words.

One by one the cleaning woman rose until they were all standing silently, the breeze gently tousling their hair. I ran my fingers through my longsighted haircloth ; cognizant it was physically impossible to fulfill their petition and infuse everyone unaffected by our super sperm spray. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my seminal extraction and dissemination before exploring the options for mortal want. I was led to towards the back of a shelter and laid down on a specially set cot. Several large ebony ophidian were being milked of their spitefulness into a large bowl by a crowd of villagers struggling to contain the creatures. A probe was inserted adjacent to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my sex gland, and a scaled down version of the"pecker heart"was eased into home on my groin. It was connected to an auxiliary power supply on of the mantis slyness and within a few import, I was asleep with the machine gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my privates felt overworked, and my capitulum was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my puncture peen, while the changeless droning of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of view. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the thin out ejaculate was being prepared for distribution the very same Night. Told to remain, I pulled the physician weakly to my side and we spooned together until daybreak of the next morning. Before I rose to test my facilities, I shared the timely revelations of the survivors sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with small fry. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to dwell out my sprightliness in this ocean side Shangri-la, yet the view of untold lives never being realized - any one that may change the course of this world 's development, was more than tolerable impetus to quest for my quest for unseeded candidates.

As the two fully laden mantis shaped craftsmanship rose into the evening mist on the predetermined routes, I stole from the camp, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his mate while planting the image that they would be needed to worry for the Doctor and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a short length from the sea, I moved away from the encampment into the unknown secure my experience and open rarity would prevail against any scourge I may receive. To insure my escapism itinerary was undetected, I threaded my way through track virtually obscured from overhead by the thick trees. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a small John Rock overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was brightly day when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camo. Now naut mi from the village, I felt safe to repay to the water's edge for a much sluttish transit to the large community on the Union sea. Suddenly a pernicious splash behind me stirred my Mary Jane into overdrive as I dove for cover. Scanning the surface of the urine without moving my extremity for various minutes, I saw a blond haired head poke out of the weewee followed shortly by various brunette heads. Not seeing any movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke cover and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a light time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full breast were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling clear breakers, I could see their vague schema ; sweet turn faces with pastel gills on their neck opening, full perky white meat, slenderize hefty extremities, and scaly green seat. From waist up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaly no man 's estate. I projected my affectionate salutation and asked if they were from the subaquatic city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a manful presence and wished to confirm the hearsay. As I slowly removed my modesty leaf, their steadfast gaze locked onto my genital organ and their eyes doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to search my outgrowth as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative tinge, my privates became lost in six duo of netlike hands. Thrusting my hips forward to enhance their memory access, I allowed their soothing sense to caress my exploit software while submerged, stirring it to life amidst their stunned regard.

The blonde asked to couple and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her book binding, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the Crux Australis of her branch a minor opening night surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's ability to fully inflate and engross my electric organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the affectionateness of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature release. Slowly moving into deeper waters as our body sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the nebuliser gleefully, my hired man clutching her two resplendent world as her secure muscular body humped me effortlessly. Her explosive dismissal forced my invader from her depths with one muscular thrust, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the chance, a brunet mermaid with small pointed breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her diminutive porta. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her hips tugging at my cock with wild abandon while I struggled to continue my headland above body of water. With various force to the full push, she exploded and rolled release in exhaustion as the 3rd mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downward thrust. My mouth latched onto her house teat and she immediately increased her beat as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonad into hyper product. Several more poke, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly follow with her own powerful release.

I rose to the airfoil and floated on my spine amidst the gentle breezes ; exhausted and spent. The docile hands of the blonde mermaid towed me to the safety of the shoring as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny friends casually took turns playing with my puncture bundle bobbing lazily in the urine, they asked interrogative about my origin and sexual chronicle. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut plants and several passion yield and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and ennoble fondling. They asked me to remain with them and promised a universe of diverse fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my prompt object glass was a large metropolis on the magnetic north sea. After a long muteness, the boastfully breasted brunette offered to take me there. The formula overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their go unaware of the clod draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the former mermaids as we finished our lunch. Suddenly, a mass of header popped up above the bubbling surf and a rife redhead swam towards me, tucking her tail behind her spine when she was a few metrical unit from me. Knowing there was no contingence program for mermaids centering on compatibility issues, I projected the probability of manliness issuance with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from length of service restriction of the land dwellers, although their demand to live the fulfillment of a male person was farseeing overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmth with one fluid cause. Rolling onto her back giving me full exposure to her large rose nippled breasts, she began to move her can with gentle strokes while almost completely submerged. We headed into the opened sea, the gentle question of her keister and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic release, tumbling through the body of water joyfully as the waves of sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her office. The small chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my distance effortlessly with nary an sweat on my part. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her exuberance. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The intact day would be spent in uninhibited relation ; pumping barely fat seed into my unforced better half on various occasions when the unique stimulation overloaded my sess. By evenfall, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a Marathon Caranx crysos crossing the finish line. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my terminus was within ambit. As I pumped one final exam load of seed into the profundity of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the in conclusion of my Department of Energy dissipate, and almost slither into the watery darkness when two pairs of web hands pulled me quickly to the control surface and gently pulled me within various meters of the shore. My fundament touched the rocky bottom and I turned to flourish my taste to the few individual that remained.

voice IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a mathematical group of dense Dubya and collapsed. With sweet-flavored orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid dawning hr of the take after day. respective remote voices spurred me deeper into the boneheaded increase and I watched breathlessly as a small-scale group of finely drape ladies picked fruit and blossom growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to approach them, I held back determined to learn Sir Thomas More of the customs and mores before exposing myself to a potentially life-threatening environment. Stealthily moving through the heavyset underwood, I made my way to an overlook position on a sharp pitcher's mound just north of the city. With sway pavement on the roads bordered by abode of rock and roll and mud it gave the immediate picture of a well organized town brimming with activity. belittled two legged creature drawn cart carried loads of cloth, farming products and even people to and fro ; the fauna were similar to wingless Struthio camelus with to a lesser extent plumage and a sharper snoot. I

Pressed up against the flock was a much with child, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colorful garden of fruit and vegetable. Along the shoreline were two prominent log floating wharfage that extended past the cryptic water cove into the open ocean. As gloam settled over the urban center, small snake doctor with luminescent wings emerged in such great routine the city appeared to take in an unearthly gleaming. A large fervour crackled in a ardour pit in forepart of the temple and many of the women covered with flowing White person garments had gathered in a semi circle around it. A frame adorned in a robe of many people of colour with a long Au staff emerged from the structure and offered several incantations and blessings with outstretched arms. Two attractive female person stepped forward as they shed their White person gown and covered their breasts and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the entire chemical group sang a beautiful melody of renascence before wandering back to their home base as the three girls entered the structure.

Tomorrow I would discover my mien, but for now, a few passion fruit and a flying cleansing splash in one of respective current that fed the now tranquillise city would be a suitable precursor to a replete night 's repose. Sometime later, a young girl 's shriek that nearly assuredly would have shattered glass erupted from the tumid social structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation post and circled the magnanimous structure quickly. The only entrance, was in front, but there were large initiative with wooden Browning automatic rifle every two or three meter. Finding a window to an untenanted room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a military strength of extreme caution, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a large room concealed by double doors. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two safeguard and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit chamber.

One of the two fille was laying over a large bed with the woman in the multicoloured gown reaming the the living daylights out of the Cy Young lady friend vagina with an oversized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only words that came to take care when a sharp jab behind my human knee sent me to the rock floor. The woman stopped her Assault and whirled to take in my prone form ;

"How daring you defile the sacred fertilization ritual,"she screamed angrily.

I slowly rose to my stifle and brushed the hair from my face,"How daring you brutally defile this young chick,"I spat giving her the wickedness eye.

Her gaze dropped to my breakwater ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled extremity sprouting from my groin. It was a favourable opportunity to voice my wrath, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her pelvis viciously only to feel it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much smaller and cushy outgrowth. I sat on the bed and extended my hand for hers. She timidly grasped it and seated herself beside me.

"I was sent to help repopulate your world ; some of my seminal fluid was already placed in your pee supply. I have come to insure all who desire have an opportunity to conceive."

"Some of my children have spoken of fulfilment ; those I have not prepared were sent to the burning lake as delusional."

I picked up the brutal dildo, easily twice my girth, and compared it to my soft phallus momentarily before pitching it over in the corner."It would be most wise to recover them and care for them with the dignity Loretta Young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will stay for a meter to fertilize the waste who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the with child champaign beyond."

"How can we fuck it is the the true you speak ?"

Gently easing her onto her back, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two circle globe neatly tipped with Light brownness nipples until they were aroused and my faithful shaft were engorged. Trailing down her torso as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slickness engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant essence that was forming there. With a momentary pause to billet myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her kernel, giving a momentary pause as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with eager cam stroke. Soon she ascended to a toe curling discharge and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled exhaustion, hoping sufficiency seed had developed since my ball draining encounters with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should favor to hold you spend what time you have within my Chambers,"she finally whispered sensuously as her breathing calmed,"But our endurance quietus on your virility."

"And ability ma'am ; It is unlikely any Sir Thomas More than three or four partners can be fertilized within a rhythm. I propose those remaining barren who desire my seminal fluid to share their desires with you, and you decide who my married person shall be. I ask only for a private bedroom and the freedom to motivate freely through the city - and please get rid of that pussy plunderer !"

"You will remain within my dwelling in a way reserved for only the most prestigious invitee. I shall prognosticate my children together and select the most probable candidates, and will abide by your asking for freedom along with all your motivation,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a changeless supply of passion fruit and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the brass and rose. The two guards stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a young blonde street child burst through the entry and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nakedness and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping pipe organ hanging down from my torso.

"Come on man,"I blurted,"It 's an cavernous organ filled with a peck of nerve, not a demigod !"

She slowly lifted her gaze to study the flabby appendage and murmured"It 's so beautiful."

I turned to the leader who remained partially paste eagle on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would render me with a crotch cover ?"I gently cradled my genitals with mock modesty and turned to the Edward Young victim laying half senseless face down on the bed and advised her to be untrusting of those pretending to be what they aren't.

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the royal modiste immediately."She turned to the still awestruck missy and congratulated her, giving her program line for protecting herself and the unborn child while mentioning that I was responsible for the life within. Motioning to the sentry go, she whispered a brief set of instructions and motioned for me to follow one of them into the adjoining chamber while the former made haste to release the sizzling unseasoned mothers. The after part were well maintained with a stone tub and a commanding view of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool water in the tub and let soothing liquid ease the fatigue from my emotional state. A lowly snort flew in the undetermined window and began to sing a melodious tune as I dozed. A curt clock time later, a vernal girl came to the chamber door and knocked quietly.

The Loretta Young fille had frail features with pale white skin and almond eyes with just the tiniest root of breasts. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly hit twice as I motioned her over to the piss filled cistern. Her oculus became large as ash gray dollars when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her regard on various social function, it was apparent her curiosity had other ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her deal down to my shrunken genitals, and encouraged her to search my bundle. As it grew under her gentle exploratory touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine flush creeping down her neck and articulatio humeri, and her nasty nipples poking through the material of her apparel. maledict the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the puddle and awkwardly removed her attire to expose the pristine alabaster skin and her tiny sour embrown nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender flesh as she clung firmly to my cock. Her tender trunk trembled beneath my touches as I asked if she was with child. She shook her pass no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged organ and positioned myself at the down covered brim of her ingress. Pulling her conclusion, gently I thrust my hips upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting astuteness. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and More than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the rhythm method of birth control and gradually seceded my control, savoring the delicious sensations as she rode me ; her taut fanny a joy to arrest. A low pitched grunt escaped her back talk as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life-time from my reed organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving force play until my searing semen burned through my resistance and erupted into her astuteness. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to liveliness, Lina quickly scrambled from the tight confines and struggled into her saturated robe. From a shroud air hole, she produced a fine green screw thread, and took a few mensuration when I stood for her. She muttered a warm thank you as hurriedly left, passing the womanhood with multicolor robe as she entered. Taking a seat on the sharpness of the tub, I gently grasped her hired man and asked what her deed was. She asked me to call her Virgin Mary ; the gens her mother had given. I squeezed her hand and advised her to withdraw Lina from the list. Mary smiled broadly and confessed it was her first choice. The discussion was being spread throughout the metropolis, and by nightfall my inaugural mate would conjoin me. I patted her hand and reminded her she was my foremost drawing a strong grin from her. For the next various moment, I taught Mary how to kiss until we were interrupted by an aroused Lina with a finely crafted breechcloth.

Part X

Thanking them both with a warm kiss, I slipped the voiced material over my seawall and wandered out into the daylight to explore the city. Despite many odd looks from the local residents, I found the residents quick and eager to plowshare their cognition and experiences. The rude haven was alive with activity, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the home plate were alive with respective apart activeness. Nowhere did I see idle manus or panhandlers ; everyone set about their tasks eagerly, and I could n't help but contribute a manus from sentence to time. As the day waned, a women of particularly hefty height, an Amazon River if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the condition given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by most banner a domesticated animal of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the synagogue, my os shaken to their core by the beasts gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the flat coat and staggered unsteadily through the double threshold as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large banquet table with a diverseness of the local anaesthetic menu was lavishly laid out including a prominent bowl with a locally distilled wine-colored. Behind, the table a bloodline of beautiful ladies, adorned in fleshly nightie stood nervously. Despite the appetence the buffet before me awakened, I took the time to kiss each girls hand gently and offer regard on their unique features before requesting work bench where we could all percentage the meal together. The wine was little more than juice, but a freshen modification from the water which I was accustomed. Moreover, the company was delightful. Once the original discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Mary had instilled interdependency on her subordinates.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion yield and new wine-coloured had the desired effect and soon we were all in various microscope stage of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the girls began to dance to unheard medicine, her limbs swaying gracefully as her pelvic girdle undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive drunk beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the silence. I rose and wandered through the erotic fantasy world, caressing the captivating ballerina and planting random kiss on their graceful flowing hands. My foreplay was now painfully unmistakable, and I shucked my loincloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was savorless on my back and swarmed with sex crazed virgins eager for their first male penetration. Every undivided pussy that plunged on my rooster was dripping with arousal as I became the amusement centerpiece. I do n't cognise how many kitty-cat I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill shriek stilled the havoc. In a condescending look, Virgin Mary chastened the crowd and sent them scurrying into the level mist as my battered torso relaxed and a sense of dominance returned. Slowly rising to my understructure, my drug-induced rooster still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a loud wolf whistle while gesturing to my node to return. Fighting conflicts of authority and desire, the slowly filled the sleeping accommodation as I advised Madonna all was well, and her mien was welcomed. A short, somewhat chunky girl entered and began to sing a delicious recourse and soon I was flat on my book binding again, savoring a multitude of pussies with my oral fissure as my rooster continued its destined service.

Several hours later, the room was filled with expel maid in various emplacement of repose as Madonna stumbled over to me with a cup of wine-colored. Despite the temptation and several near misses, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wild even would immediately conclude. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my cheek gently, and I eased her over my rigid member and slid into her depths effortlessly. Mary toyed with her teat and my workforce went to her hips to modulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with baseless abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my germ explosion inside her. Her deep blue eyes shot undefended with my interjection as she collapsed on my chest. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless frame and carried her into my chambers with a fond grinning to Mary as she followed us with her eyes.

The next morning, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another round of snatch pounding insuring her scented release before rising to aim in the view and cleansing Bath. A curt time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick kiss, disappeared into the sweet first light air. I downed a passion fruit, savoring the rich sweet nectar as it slid down my pharynx and pondered a amble down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a tall slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in figurehead of me and massaging a Stanford White lilac odored cream into my wipe out private parts. I pulled her future to me, and ran my digit through her foresightful silklike hair and down her long shapely neck. Gently tracing slow erotic figure to her full boob, I uncovered her large firm pap and eased the rigid textured areolas into my mouth as her grip on my phallus tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my payload would be slight at safe, I covered her heart, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her mitt to head out in the city.

Our conversations were light and easy, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. Most of the inhabitants were open and eager to discuss their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the wharf, we helped to off load the days pinch and repair a few cyberspace before strolling over to one of the many agrarian plot of ground and talking with the the raiser. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my room and fagged much of the afternoon and evening exploring each others asset and sensitivity, avoiding incursion until our mutual lust could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a series of climax before I finally let go.

The next few cycles were marked with a swinging door of marriageable pardner, all unequaled yet gratifyingly standardised in their eagerness and orgasmic potential. Experience had taught me the trigger points of womanly arousal to a spirit level of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative power. It would soon be sentence to impress on. After I had filled a particularly eager blonde nymph with dark tanned hide one afternoon, I went to Mary 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my imminent departure. She was saddened. We spent the Night in her bedchamber and I filled her cunt on respective occasions. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final meter with fresh semen before I disentangled myself from her embrace and silently slid into my loincloth. With a stab of unhappiness, I looked back on the waking biotic community before beginning the steady climb up the foothills towards the lands beyond the snow covered mountains.

persona XI

The long climb was filled with prevision as visual sense of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like plant. Assuming water would be scarce, I cut a span of the vasiform limbs similar to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with coolheaded polar runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the modest blossom and gazed over the high plains as I took to myself a passion fruit. In the space was a scatter cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a sight of colorful razor toothed chick lazily circled. The sun was hot, and refinement was at a agio, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated James Jerome Hill and watched for any variant of reptiles that may not remove a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the valley floor, I strolled from one shade haven to another, sucking in the dry thin air alive with a multitude of faint dusty odors.

By belatedly afternoon as I had stumbled into a small group of trees surrounding a pool of warm water that oozed from the depths, the mountains had become a swoon outline and I congratulated myself for my timely forward motion. Perhaps I could get it across the the entire continent if given sufficient fourth dimension ! The affectionate walkover and a few sips of the crystal gain water supply had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a dreaming of a beautifully stoic Amerindian language woman on a throne of carven obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clad subjects within an underground chamber gesturing at me with a salacious look of passionateness and mystery. Behind her pot was a mountain of what I suspect was uncommon muffin in various sizes, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colors. I awoke with a showtime ; face to face with a large Iguana iguana type lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining character of my wit and said ;

"She awaits you,"My ears rang with the balmy, feminine sound it projected.

"OK,"I stammered somewhat taken aback by a talking lizard.

"The journey is long, and safe passage only I can assure."

"I have little water and will gladly portion it with you,"I offered knowing this infant dinosaur wanted compensation as a tour guide.

"Water I have, but it is the pick of your loins I desire."

My thinker conjured an figure of me humping a lizard and I swallowed hard, repulsed by the concept."I do n't recall I can go there,"I muttered as I began to fill the water tubes.

The lizard studied me and snapped a fly from the air with its uncharacteristic hanker knife ; choking it down noisily."A small taste, perhaps,"it conceded.

I set the tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to support the lounge lizard 's last request. A lip less swash job held a certain wayward entreaty, but the intellection of a lizard with my most prize possession probing its catgut took a goliath leap of imagination."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

"What do you film me for, a carnivore ?"

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been intimate with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't prejudice and promised to be gentle. The integral scene was too phantasmagorical, but I eased my lumbus cloth aside exposing my wilt cock, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniffed my glans. It 's knife gently probed my urethra before encircling the head and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two rows of minuscule shrewd teeth into its gullet. The adept were howling and I felt my peter filling with line as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two briary pincer began kneading my gonad gently as my hip rocked with short copulatory poke. Undaunted, the arousal continued with a slowly increasing pace until my gonads tightened against my body and the fellow electrocution that precedes an coming firing arose. I announced my waiver and arched my back as the lizard hung on and consume every drop I could spew.

I collapsed as the lounge lizard slowly pulled itself free from its impalement and licked its lizard lips several multiplication. Its word form then slowly morphed into a beautiful American-Indian language warrior on all fours ; her retentive black fuzz touching the ground and her deeply blacken eyes piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a configuration shifting warrior with an oral fetish. She rose to her metrical foot stealthily and stretched her helping hand for me to take. I grasped it and slowly rose falteringly to embrace her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the tubes of weewee and turned to find her already several strides distant. Her gait was placid and effortless and I struggled to keep up with her. I learned they had gleaned my comer by my scent, and followed me to the piss pool through the eyes of the Tyto bird. She explained the mystical fowl was an extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until other eventide when the grit beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a heap atop a galvanic pile of downy feathers. As my ambition had clearly foretold, a noble Princess, surrounded by a retinue of beautiful women, sat in stately grace eying my every relocation unemotionally. Two miss rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechclout and rubbing a clear soothing ointment all over my body gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the fellowship of the Princess. I took to my genu and bowed in a universal gesture of respect.

"cost increase and base before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her hands face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless large number. Your sacrifices are great and unending ; your future uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall bond to create my predecessor. Then, you shall have unrestricted access to those with whom you choose to twin before you are compelled to leave this lifeless plateau on your on-going quest."Her aspect slowly lowered as her center opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my mission perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, clean and simple ; although the supernal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much information. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my knees and my package became completely exposed. After a abbreviated visual inspection, the Princess decried my procreative system as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my manliness augmented to fulfil my mission. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her eyes as the room began to swim with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitalia glowing with multicolored sparklers and our organic structure twirling like two well versed concert dance dancer. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by flabby earthly concern tint, sweet back talk watering sweetness, and saintly strait.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless pussy sliding over my putz like a glove as my sex gland tingled delightfully. Her sweet suspiration and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the bound, as my hand grasped onto her unvoiced sparkling nipples and she gasped with her favourable reception. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the peak of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the farseeing, most explosive orgasm we would ever experience. I could feel my semen thundering through my cock, coating her womb with waves of sperm filled emollient as her cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily drew my lifespan giving nub into her depths. Slowly, the experience faded, our torso slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory presentation diminished into the dim surroundings of the subway system cavern.

Somewhere between the macrocosm I had known, and a planer of endless ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic resolution, holding hands gently as my mind struggled to analyze our preternatural journeying beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft plume where I had originally entered this kingdom with my loincloth intact. On the throne, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a large Caucasian Tyto bird perched behind her. Humbled beyond words, I bowed to the toilet, and the Princess smiled a Anglesea Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the qualities of grandeur ; true to my discussion, my kingdom is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow spirit to their barren wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to complete the cps she already began."A blushing, lanky, fille stepped forward and identified herself as my scout. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her brow gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hands quickly freed with my loincloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward attire amidst her shakiness eagerness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my face in her bush. Tasty and pure, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long woeful swearword as her eubstance succumbed to to my viva administration. I eased her down on her spinal column before I dove in again. She was extremely antiphonal, writhing and tweaking her little chocolate mammilla as her torso jerked with every spit swipe across her button. She suddenly squealed and thrust upward forcefully as a tenacious watercourse of clear liquid ejaculate bathed my face and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling body had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my cock into her impregnate back talk, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery fix. Despite her deficiency of hymen, she was delightfully blind drunk and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrusts eagerly and grabbing my sex gland with an almost painful traveling bag. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the building pressure and groaned her acquittance triggering my own globe draining eructation. Her eyes shoot open as she exclaimed she could finger my come squirt into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her pleasant-tasting body. Within a few brief moments she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged pussy forcefully against my pubic ivory ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another orgasm. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous char with flame in her eyes stepped forward and shed her surgical gown with one Jonathan Swift motion. Her large heart begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my look between her Milk River bags, savoring the musky scent and tangy taste of her youthful tegument. She fumbled with my still upright organ, pulling it into her intimate entrance. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one swift thrust and we collapsed on the floor as one heap of copulating pulp. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic discharge and focusing on my unremitting foreplay. She was a execute companion, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My release required a lifetime of drive ; more of a relievo than an coming. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering corpse exhausted.

role XII

The Princess rose from her throne incidentally baring one of her longsighted sensuous legs and a low delicate foundation. She strolled over to me and pressed a belittled multicolored gem in the palm of my hand before conclusion my digit around it. My bridge player began to glow and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my chest, and down into my trunk and soon my trunk was fully engulfed, tingling with stimulation and sensitiveness. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long mulct pilus whispering across her bare articulatio humeri as she squatted over my genitals. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could finger her painfully aroused nipple and enveloping vagina as if her sensations became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and result were intimately shared ; our consistency united sensually to become one. I could feel my heart and soul satiate her wanton womb, and the joy of firmness of purpose in her arms. It was the source of a new era that would endure a lifetime ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the next several cycles, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully sensual married person ; experiencing their sensations with the special ability to live up to their private demand as if they were my own. By the end of the secondment Hz, the continual line of spouse dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a benighted underground cavern that dwelt near the peachy void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activity that constantly placed the life of the inhabitants in peril. I silently concurred that my comportment was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of jewels. I held the Princess in my arms as our reciprocal respectfulness flowed freely between us with sadness and understanding. Two genus Tyto hoot were dispatched who gently grasped my blazonry and, with their three meter wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnel into the strong blue sky towards the end of this world.

An dateless wall of thick foul smelling grass, occasionally punctuated by flare-up of blue cat valium flames entered our view as we neared our name and address. The destitute geological formations and lack of vegetation made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnawing common sense of presentiment as my two escorts slowly circled their landing situation and gently dropped me within a measure above the ardent volcanic Harlan F. Stone. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, iniquity skinned natives wielding primitive brass weapon system. They escorted me through a dusty maze of palely lit volcanic tubes to a tumid underground hurdle lit with primitive person oil lamps and fanned with a constant breeze. Although the heat was oppressive, the breeze generated by various huge unsophisticated rooter powered by the hot rising air coming from several small vertical venthole made lifetime bearable.

I stood in the midriff of a mute circle of glaring captor pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than wear offspring in this unforgiving surround. Finally, a well developed captor slowly approached me and I extended my hands with slight surrender. She timidly patted my wan dresser and patted the bulge in my breechcloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a collective gasp escaped the mathematical group. Their artillery slowly lowered as they stared at my nakedness and another stepped forward and grasped my handwriting with surprising gentleness. She led me into and adjoining chamber and gestured to a bubbling stone caldron filled with liquid brass and several rustic Harlan Fisk Stone modeling nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a find well deserving ill fame despite the Hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube for the exit, I grabbed my loincloth and covered my nose and oral cavity before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the escapism route by following the outbound rushing airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest richly degree to survey the surroundings. All around me was smoking desolation yet in the aloofness, perhaps a two day journey on foot, was a thin line of disconnected trees. Followed curiously by the cave dwellers, I set line for the tree, ever wary of potential hazards and fresh weewee. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my handwriting for something to drink. Two of my escorts immediately tumbled across the John Rock and disappeared over a ridgepole. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a faithful flavor at my genitals.

Half baked, these tough skinned cleaning woman were alive with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them search my package at will ; chastening only when my gonad were roughly handled. The two fille suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby spring of warm ( yet beverage ) water bubbling from an underground outpouring. I let them all drink their fill before diving face first into the small pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the toy oasis to the expectant gaze of my comrade and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the larger extremity dropped heavily on my thighs and manually manipulated my rooster to fullness. Her besotted pink pussy, a beautiful contrast to the dark crimp of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my cock within her pie-eyed dehydrated pussy.

In a dry land where water is scarce, the human consistence accommodates dehydration by redistributing its resourcefulness. Since reproduction was never required, their natural vaginal lubricating substance had dried up, leaving behind their own personal brier patch pussy. After various painful downward shot, I had to roll out from beneath her to redeem my remaining skin. I was able to roll over to the spring to bathe my throbbing extremity before easing my saturated cock back into her deepness. It went much easier this time, when our silent observer suddenly envisioned an alternate solution. Soon several other women climbed between us, lingua bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist tongues until we both went over the top and my slurred ointment splashed against her scorched womb. She was quickly pulled free and another took her office. This small chested lulu had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on add-in smoothly.

The gist of the precious stone the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active agent and would remain so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral and vaginal stimulation, I was able to prompt my infant making slugger abundantly into all takers. The continual shower of orgasms was sweet music to my mortal and lasted well into the night as rest finally have the best my hold out orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the night, the gaggle of darkness skinned familiar faded into memory ; undoubtedly returning to their unholy lair and the lives few desired. Upon my waking up, I donned my loincloth and drank as much H2O as I could without drowning, before heading towards the slight tree line and the unfilled uterus beyond.

Prologue


Many More adventures awaited before the birdcall of the sea and the the Song dynasty of the mermaids drew me back to the minor small town and the waiting arms of a special Dr.. I had penetrated far more pussies than one could ever daydream of, somehow won the respect of the multitude and earned a well merited retreat. One Nox as the Doctor and I watched our youth offspring playing with the other baby along the water 's border, a blinding white-hot spark enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an unremarkable Edward White elbow room with a small bout table and two spoonful type chairs. A figure clad in a translucent ashen gown seated herself nonchalantly as two long radical vitreous silica specs appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"joint me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the empty chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my attention and stirred my memory."You have done well, Terran ; the coinage you inseminated will thrive. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a removed technologically advanced world with a decimated male. .."

"When shall we go far,"I interrupted taking a sip of the delightful stimulant."

"Upon mop up of your sexual viability examination,"she replied caressing my hand.

"Let 's not observe a die out mankind waiting,"I suggested as I drained the ruby colored liquid and watched her gown microscope slide from her flawless body .