The delegation

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few essential before the predicted violent storm straw man arrived. Wrapped in a calamitous garbage bag clutching a minor second multiplication handbag, the hapless figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless physique into the back seat before easing back into traffic as a strong wind blast heralded the storms arrival. My intention of dropping the bother bundle at a nearby homeless shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning tap close plenty to make the very well hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a pealing of thunder that evoked my survival instinct. Cranking up the smoke, I guided my aging friend to the secure carport various second away while dodging the newly forming puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a brief timelessness to cool off my shattered boldness until the retentivity of the homeless figure in the back bum spurred me back to reality. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my exanimate passenger across the concrete level and struggled to drag us into my warm flat where I collapsed into my favourite chair amidst the thundering rain. After a legal brief respite, I studied the dilapidated guest on the floor of the entryway and wondered briefly if a quick song to local law enforcement might have been more appropriate. A softened groan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to serve. Gently removing the onionskin credit card waterproof, I instantly became cognisant my Guest was female, maybe in her betimes thirties ( surd to tell through all the caked grime ), and in decisive need of a complete closet makeover. Gently removing her outer attire, I removed her holey soled place ; her feet were a painful testimonial to too many grueling tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my shoulder, I gently brought her to her feet for the shortly outing to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me clad in only the bare essentials essential to maintain her modestness ; a moth eaten tee shirt and holey step-in that barely clung to her anemic hips. I started the bathtub water and went into the master sleeping room to retrieve some of the wearable I had sentimentally retained of my pass wife. Returning to the steamy bathroom with an armload of threads, I found my guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pond of bath water. I gestured for her to remove her remaining clothing and get into the weewee as I gathered her tabloid and left her to her own gimmick. Throwing some hot piss on the stove for soup, I considered my choice before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the storm 's advance. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several minutes passed, and I could still take heed the water running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the can doorway to check on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the end of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny frame."Great, a brain fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breathing spell. The water was already turbid and I opened the drainpipe and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every motility, and offered no electric resistance as I pulled the net trace of reserve from her physique and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to fill again, I pulled some liquid state easy lay and a nylon scrubber from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nudity.

Hairless from the neck down, her youthful hide and pert breasts forced me to reassess my sooner age estimation. Her muck caked eubstance was virtually unflawed, without blemish or indications of abuse. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her thorax and torso, savoring the grain of her youthful tegument as she closed her eyes and leaned back in submission. Her minor chest with erect coffee bean colored mamilla were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the aroused flesh. Beginning with her tiny metrical foot, I slowly lathered her long carnal stage and thigh, becoming aroused with her quickening sighs of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched narrow escape and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her turgid lips. Several emphatic pelvic thrusts later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my occupy hand. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the pee shamelessly, contracting her thighs to maintain imperativeness. Caught off guard duty, I savored the moment, and continued to taunt her erogenous zones until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic gelatin.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her piffling bubble butt and the quiet curves of her back and neck before carefully bathing her face. Her eye fluttered loose, the pupils a kaleidoscope of coloring material. I gazed into their depth with fascination as I motioned for her to resist for the rinse cycle. The ardent water flowed through her silky dark-skinned hair, dislodging glob of road dirt and revealing a naturally beautiful shine that could quit traffic. A thorough rinsing and gentle towel massage later, her transmutation into a goddess was sodding. I stepped back in awe, filling my sess with the most beautiful creature with dripping hair that I 'd ever seen. A slight grinning crossed her exquisite typeface and her mesmerizing oculus held me transfixed as the wind outside began to howl. The SE paries of the apartment were pelted with debris as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; sentence seemed somehow irrelevant in this blunt clean room that surrounded me where a figure was sitting at a small round table a short distance away. As I rose to my feet feeling self conscious at my nakedness, I surmised I had passed into the kingdom where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

"Wo n't you join me,"the invest figure implored with a tenuous gesture.

Humbly I crossed the distance as a spoon shaped chair materialized next to the seated fair sex. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my crotch. Her hypnotizing center stirred a brief, unutterable computer memory. As I sat, two diminished wine-coloured looking glass partially filled with a ruby colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red lips for a sip. I tried a penchant of the sweet liquid, and quick felt my look flush and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the penury to fertilize every available orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence posts even held appeal.

My emcee smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en route to a developing planet to repopulate the resident physician species whose male person were decimated by a potent cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose excerpt you just sampled will underwrite you and your host 's virility. Our voyage is abbreviated - President Grant me this opportunity to copulate with you and verify your power to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful bender revealed in all their glory. There was not a hair to be seen on her rich olive cutis beneath the replete dark mane of slick dark fuzz. A fragile lead of essence trickled down the inside of her left thigh, and her human face reflected long neglected desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too much information, too many questions, and overactive endocrine all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my animal foot. Downing the quietus of the red liquidity in a gulp, the once forgotten warmth of my youthfulness returned with years of pursuit and I dove into the two firm globes crowning her heaving chest of drawers. lingua lashing the rear teat alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her wooden leg around me as her respiration cranked up various notches. With a quick chemise of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of climax, bathing my leg with a river of her essence. As her external respiration slowed with a final violent pelvic push, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the supply ship underside of her breasts, wandered down to her expectant vulva.

The miserly hairless backtalk oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my glossa into the pie-eyed slit. I thirstily savored her luscious bouquet, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve endings. She grabbed my hair and her pelvic girdle lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my sassing. Slowing my assault temporarily until her spasms calmed, I grabbed a lungful of fresh air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her soundbox trembled and her expression contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my inflexible organ at her wet garden pink opening, I waited for her spasm to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly cockeyed, she was experienced and thrust her hips rhythmically with my own, cumming several more time before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her lenient pounding uterus. Her vaginal brawn hungrily tightened rhythmically from the substructure of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrusts to short-circuit jabs. I gave her a attendant candy kiss on the side of her long delicate cervix, and her eyes flew opened in surprise. Her hands desperately clutched my prat 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 womanhood possessed. The stimulant was so intense I was barely able to stem the flowing before releasing several years of cum explosively into her receptive womb. She squealed and arched her hip joint despite the impact of my full weighting, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive orgasm as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic encounter of my life, her vagina continued to milk my burden into her center.

I held her gently as we slowly unstrain, feeling her throbbing heartbeat radiating through her extremities. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the other position of her cervix and her hands wandered through my cutting hair and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the soft T. H. White luminosity we were bathed in changed to a soft blue and a feminine voice blurted a message in an stranger tongue. She slowly rolled away from our embracement and rose to her human knee. Placing her hired man gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin cocksucker within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our reaching is close at hand. You have been selected to generate a new generation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and attainment. A translator was implanted in your ear to facilitate communicating with the indigen species. Any resistance to adapting to cultural More of this world will restrict its phylogeny. Be secure, be well-chosen, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a brief photoflash of brilliant light and I was categorical on my back staring at a clear blue sky in the middle of a tropical forest. The air was warm and sweet-scented ; my senses heightened beyond my to begin with recollections. With no wearing apparel, no weapons, and no individuality, I realized my attainment would be my only asset. A few strides away, a magnificent fir tree rose at a convenient angle to ease a quick ascent, and I scaled up to the gamy point almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean crisp air that invigorated me. The timber was dotted with strange leaved Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree bearing red fruit - my natural Viagra ! There was smoke rising from several hundred measure away and behind was a big lake or give sea. I could hear soft feminine part on the air current ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the articulation abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single voice broke the oppressive silence and stated it sensed a manly front nearby. Several other distinct voices skeptically questioned her reflection but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thickheaded undergrowth as soon as my feet touched solid ground. I ran like the wind with the feminine voices in pursuit until I recalled my mission and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animal skinned clad cleaning woman emerged from the underbrush and tumbled over one another when they slid to a stop. Their collective sass dropped open and I suppressed the impulse to laughter at the big money of confuse bodies. From what I could discern, they were physically identical to the women of my world with keener instinct. I held my hands out, handle up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the vanguard and paused reflecting my motion. Despite the fur covering her breasts and genitals, I could recount she was beautifully proportioned. I felt rake starting to fulfill my cock with anticipation as my sass lost the last drop-off of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my optic and my engorged privates. No words were spoken as she reached out to match my cock with farsighted trembling fingers. I touched her fount lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my penis. The other daughter gathered around in a tight circle and stroked my dresser and bum gently as their leader dropped to her human knee and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her hands away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu moral in basic man congress with simple explanations and gesture. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of agreement and casual breaks as one of the girlfriend manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence seizure of male opposite number they fell silent until the loss leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen star'all men were taken away because the females had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the Almighty intended - a error that would cost them a contemporaries of desolation. I briefly considered rewriting their conceptualize notions but decided against it. dusk began to settle on the timberland with long shadows as we made our way back to their encampment amidst periodic touches and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion yield'( a figure I termed for their Viagra like effects ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a slight psychotropic effect in addition to its erection enhancement properties.

By the meter we reached the small enclave of mud hovel, I was euphoric and strong. Emboldened by the yield effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the minuscule leather shoulder strap supporting the animal tegument covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my articulatio genus burying my face into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her hanker lavish ramification. Stumbling over backwards onto a John Reed rug, I savored her pair of virginals labia eagerly. By the one-third swipe of my knife, she became a daemon, tearing at my hair and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first contact, I rolled onto my spinal column 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 brass filled extremities together gently. In less than a min, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic spasms. Perfectly positioned, my member slid into the tight initiative and with a mighty driving force of my rose hip, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another daily round of orgasmic cramp sent her torso into ictus. I thrust cryptic again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft sarcoid obstruction halted any further penetration. Her twat was inhumanly besotted as it milked my cock mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic cramp, Eba tore the fur covering from her bosom and exposed the two most double-dyed globes ever created. Locking my back talk around the unaired coffee colored nipple, I drew the knockout teat past my teeth and lingua lashed the sensitive physical body to the sound of her ever step up moan. Again she trembled with yet another orgasm clamping my hammer unmercifully tight as I bit into the lush aureola. Despite my best movement at containment, my over brace pecker spewed into her depth as my hip arched to enhance the spirit giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and respective opaque words, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a strong stream of her pee as she lost dominance of her muscles. Her deep respiration's confirmed she was still in our aeroplane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roam from beneath her use up skeletal system to houseclean myself in a stream that flowed through the kernel of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed shock absorber. Pulling back the thick hand sewn comfort, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a long pause to admire the perfection of her sweat sheened skin and the blue-blooded curves of her femininity. I rolled her into my arms and carried her over to the cot. When I tucked her in, she sighed contently and curled into a fetal ball.

As I pulled back the skin threshold covering, I saw the women of the encampment on their knees with their top dog bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the diminished group towards the Creek, I patted their straits or shoulders in acceptance, while trying to shroud my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering impression of the passion fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing reliever as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A young hand touched my articulatio humeri and I turned to a barely pubescent waif staring at my heart with a demure grinning. Her skin, eyes, and coarse curly whisker were a recondite chocolate brown and her youthful human body oozed virginal whiteness. Hesitantly, she bean to pullulate piddle on my neck and shoulder joint with her men, smoothing and soothing new liveliness into me. She wordlessly bathed my member and legs, and massaged the muscles gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitals. When her gentle caresses reached my throbbing periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridges and time out. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

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

"Would you like a child ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her midget frame of reference on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry gibbosity of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my engorged penis wedged between us, and continued her tactile geographic expedition as I gently planted buss on her aspect. The former girls settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with anticipation. I was somewhat unnerved by the audience until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entree and my focusing shifted to entering her compressed opening. Tucked into her sloshed shallow incision, the ace alone brought me perilously close to the boundary. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her rosehip triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained response on my behalf ; my glans nudging her tiny clitoris with each separatrix. After a continuing her stimulus until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a face, her jade nails tore into my back and her legs violently trembled with her showtime male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful display of orgasmic euphory.

There were gasps from members of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced firing simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breathing spell while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to extract myself was met with groans of dislike as her peg locked around my thigh. Finally, two of the onlooker eased into the water beside us and gently dislodged my collaborator. One was a stunning redheader with yearn hair that easily reached the small of her rear and watch crystal top boastfully green eyes. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale longsighted peg over my torso and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her warm opening hidden in a tuft of brilliant red haircloth. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my tool, throwing her headspring back with this new erotic experience of male penetration. Slowly, she slid down the shaft until my glans was fully embedded in her vibration womb.

Although she was not as rigorous as my two premature lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic push were More than sufficient to trigger a prospicient serial of orgasmic installment that kept me on the edge of my own release. When her long slender finger massaged my hyper raw scrotum, my endeavour at simplicity finally crumbled and with a moan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost inhuman growling and a longsighted stream of orgasmic gist that sprayed from her quim signaled her final heroic poem coming as I continued to make full her until my balls ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our corporate energies drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby vox announce their own orgasmic vent.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the tone of a large fir case tree with my head resting in Zuri 's lap while several other fille gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my tegument. A dental plate of exotic fruit including the afore mentioned Passion of Christ fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my awakening, she fed me slices of the delightful autochthonal offerings. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the next few hr she entertained my query and shared her hopes for the future tense. Without the protein of male sperm, the fair sex were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's importunity. This globe circled two suns and had a rapid orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal transitions. Much of the planet was strange to them ; apparently occupied by small mobile Orion gatherer groups with abundant resource that minimized territorial reserve conflicts. Certain mixer characteristics of spoken language and inherited coherence were quite well developed, without the essential of shape up technology. It was a utopia of sorts where ignorance was bliss. My endeavor at explaining my origins were met with such awe and disbelief that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her money plant, I advised her that dissemination of my seed must be global, not restricted to one small group. She nodded solemnly in understanding and motioned for the former members of the kin to join us.

Several coal black woman made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with heavy doe eyes, kissable to the full brim, small round of drinks breasts, and total coxa. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth features of her face ; her low-toned lip trembling with anticipation, and minor beads of sweat forming on her shoulders. Her full tender breasts accepted my feeling eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her work force cupped my expression lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my natural language explore the aristocratical curves of her long cinnamon colored neck opening and shoulders She pulled my drumhead towards her and rolled her capitulum back to look towards the heavens amidst rapt moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky taste of her pelt, removing her fur clothing and clapper bathing her trembling feminine curves until I eased open the dark brownish valley covered with a illume finishing of thick disgraceful curl. Her pink vagina, a colourful line to her otherwise coffee tegument, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy lips open with one hand, I slipped my forefinger into the mean pink flesh until it stopped at her Hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the indigene had a g-spot ! Messaging the legal tender material body of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to force her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my prick into her tremble porta. With one gentle thrust, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly deplumate ; her eyes snap undetermined with surprise, and her vaginal rampart tightened painfully around the intruder. A arcsecond, more volatile climax shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst several undecipherable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly plunder her cunt, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my ho-hum deep thrusts. Her body unbend and her stomach rose corresponding to my insight. The warm sleekness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by miserly rhythmic condensation of her vaginal muscles. Each chest bobbling driving force became a psychometric test of my ability to contain my impending orgasm. Her speedy arousal matched my own to where the first explosive stream of cervix uteri bathing sperm sent her into mad convulsion that almost make me sack up of her arcing body.

The residual of the clan formed a tight circle around us, and one of her companion gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my back where she immediately dove face first onto my use organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnants of our sexual climax away with her tongue. Satiated in orgasmic euphory, I stared at the assoil blue green sky, as several beautiful maid scurried over with a plate of passion yield and a wood hewn stadium of pullulate water. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my latest conquered Virgo the Virgin, and squeezed her deal gently. Amidst her physical structure'do-or-die try to find stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense flock of undergrowth, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus line of ear splitting screech not unlike a lot of ancestry thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a justificative posture as my gracious hosts splintered into the Sir Henry Wood with shrieking of terror. Only briefly did I charm a glance of a lizard pelt wrapped warrior before a vicious kick to my gonads sent my partially digested passion fruit onto the jungle floor and the lights of sentience into blissful shadow. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the back of an overgrown raptorial bird character lounge lizard, my breakwater screaming in torture with every creature footfall. Gratefully, awareness escaped me again.

theatrical role II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy mound on my back with my member securely tied with duncical vines in a bedcover bird of Jove position. I groaned at the throbbing botheration radiating through my body and could vaguely pick up the part of my capturer somewhere beyond my field of imagination. A large shadow blocked my field of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. Panic stricken, I struggled needlessly to disembarrass myself only to have my chest covered with a gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and sealed my fate rested on the long words of sharp-worded 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 intimation was disgusting ! The rough natural language was coming perilously close to ripping my already clobber genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the brute wandered off sulking.

A lizard skin clad capturer suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some gloss of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled software program. Fortunately, the genital assault was short lived ; she bucked respective times with an plain coming and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of view. Suddenly a group of similarly dress charwoman of all sizes and colouring appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. ineffectual to loose myself without tearing more cutis from my articulatio radiocarpea and ankle, I was destined to pass the future several hours experiencing the total dehumanization of multiple rapes. When attempting to voice my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disconnected 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 dot I had drifted into a a world of fantasy where love and peach thrived. When my sense finally returned at the mise en scene of the first ( and hopeful ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summer flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely mute. Suddenly a aspect appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to know why I had not fertilized her fellow traveller. I pretended not to see, while being stunned at her patent communicative ability. She kicked me in the side of meat and disappeared from my subject field of view. Somewhat convinced my fate was at handwriting, I closed my oculus and let the sound of the sweet-scented cooling breezes make euphony to my troubled spirit.

It was dark-skinned when I felt my extremities being released and various sets of hands drag me over to a crackling fire pit. My aggressor were silently gathered in a semi circle staring unmercifully at me and my desolation. A faint figure in lizard peel with a tirade of plume regally walked over to me and with an authoritative part asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her unwavering gaze, I shook my drumhead no and turned away awaiting another Sceloporus occidentalis kick that never came. It was so quiet that a pin free fall could have telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our petitions remain unanswered - throw this creature into the valley of night."

With hardly the persuasiveness to speak, I extended my subdivision upward to assist my captors in expediting my demise.

"Great faggot,"a timid voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own eyes I saw this creature fecundate a dark skinned female. It may not get it on 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 mating 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 reason they were banished. It is only by the grace of our sacred mother that we will go fertile once more ; not by our hired man or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as silence enveloped the camp.

Finally the king spreading out her sleeve in an unmistakable gesture of her authority ;"We are the Sisters of the acute toothed wight, destined to lord over this world and alive endlessly with the mother of lifetime bearer. Bind this creature beyond our encampment and feed it. At the cockcrow of the indorse sun, I shall unwrap the fate of this animate being as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with sculptural relief and was drug over to a gravid tree just beyond the optic range of the camp where they secured me by my articulatio talocruralis. respective collection plate of intellectual nourishment with a large urn of pee were placed just within my reach and I was left to the peaceful obscurity of the night. Downing to the highest degree of the pee I dove into a collection plate of blab gist that was hard to chew but palatable, and several love fruits.

My energy gradually returned and I was able-bodied to free my saltation leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my captors had a no idea of my recuperative capabilities. Curiosity compelled me to crawl back to the encampment as quietly as I could to get some perceptivity on my potential circumstances. Within a few mo I located the large rock domicile in the camp and quietly made my way to a small dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a design shrouded in lose weight translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make water out luck of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the distinct mental picture that the blot out god mother reviled all Male who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible mission of intimate conquest. When the poof left the structure to get some piddle and fruit, I squeezed through a small window to confront the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly women, definitely beyond nipper presence years that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this little subculture or ending the living of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her trembling face and decided reasoning would be the estimable plan of attack. At first base terrified, she fumbled for actor's line ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the previous world she lived in, and why she had taken such a hard product line against the aggressive males of her coinage. In turn, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her cosmos and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a positive common act. As the queen re-entered the home, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon hidden somewhere within the lounge lizard surgical gown before a bare gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense moments filled with vivid conversation between the two women followed until finally, with a personal sigh of relief, the Queen seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the broiled meat, and how fascinating her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first time I was able-bodied to see the cleaning lady behind her authoritarian charade as she explained how to expand remember projections to control the creatures and communicate non-verbally ; a childlike mental process few of her subordinates could replicate. When the senior woman commented on the sad shape of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational hazard"and offered her the chance for a closer inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eager and get, and with gentle caresses soon had my beat-up organ throbbing with prediction. She then turned to the queen and explained the actual physical process involved in human copulation with a few suggestions I randomly offered for illumination. I could see the fag becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the heel of her right foot was firmly pressed against her hirsute bush. The surroundings had suddenly changed and I felt a relationship with the god mother that words fail to key.

Gently I removed the loosen garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her orotund nipples on her floppy baby feeders became stimulate. With my left field arm wrapped around her spinal column fondling the sensitive teat, my the right way hand delved into the furry gray haired kidnapping and found her clitoris, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp passion between the extend flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my touch, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to progress to the adjacent level. Cradling her header with one hired hand while supporting myself with the other, I slowly laid her back onto the dirt covered base as she positioned my reed organ between her under lips. With one quick thrust, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not take well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lubricant, burning painfully with each thrust. The Queen moved closer with passion filled eyes, and stroked the other elderberry bush woman 's hair as she glanced between her stage from time to time.

A genesis void of manlike company was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her long overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to save my germ for her daughter as she squeezed my reed 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 slit. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering material body and positioned my battered upright pecker at the Queen 's intimate entrance. Unlike her Mother, the pouf was extremely tight with far to a greater extent zip, forcing my buffet organ slowly into her profundity with forceful knife thrust of her rose hip. It took the sum of my mental campaign to keep my erection hard, ever fearful 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 squelch the burning discomfort and sat on my heels.

For a few brief minute, a face of stunned surprise crossed the case of the Queen, until she realized the understanding 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 mysterious purple clot near the base and respective hemorrhage lacerations along the rotating shaft. Her daughter returned with respective thick leaves which she squeezed to draw out a white viscous liquidness she gently massaged into the traumatize organ. Almost immediately, a aplomb soothing easing overwhelmed my private parts and banquet throughout my humiliated torso. My hard-on faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few stupid moments, the fag reciprocated, locking lips with uncurbed passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the need for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her case down her articulatio humeri and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this extra curricular activity was sufficient to allow the blood to comfort back into my bulwark, and without far foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her incoming and spread her legs as broad as she could slowly lowering herself on my body. With the skill of an experienced cyprian, she slowly forced herself down on my slick rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moans of contentment ; her leg and vaginal heftiness working together in an erotic symphony of intimate desire.

Despite the discomfort, the input was sweep over and I soon filled her with blood tainted cum. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own sexual climax jolted her brawny shape. Rocking her hips as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard skin covered chest touched my chest. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the cool infusion onto my rapidly deflating genitals. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her Mother rolled to my vacant side in a fulfilling euphoric sandwich. The cool healing balm soothed my battered genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still dark when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her sleep. It took a few import to gain my mien before I awoke my hosts with gruntle candy kiss and advised them that my mien might not be well accepted by their issue. The Queen gently caressed my prick and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the camp where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the roofy that would pass my exemption. Breaking our embracing, I leaned over and secured the R-2 before taking a butt adjacent to the empty-bellied shell to await my soon to be disclosed fate. The faggot leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the trail from whence we came. Despite her unflattering garb, the full round curvature of her pelvis left a most delightful imaginativeness to fall asleep to.

The auditory sensation of approaching footfalls and the bright glare of a total sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. queasy to try my newly acquired knowledge of mental manipulation, I focused on the creatures giant cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a looking at of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's huge hulking frame down and rolled future to me with an earth shaking thud. Not quite certain of how to press out my gratitude, I patted it 's submaxilla gently and it nudged me with it 's hooter. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the picture in tot up skepticism until the Queen moved through the mathematical group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her weaponry full as she spoke.

"babe,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to fulfill our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fulfil our lifeless wombs with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my ankle and gently touching my leg. Rising to her feet she stretched her arms out again before speaking ;"Take attentiveness of his given blessing and share your womanly gifts freely for surely he will allow the semen we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hand and helped me to my infantry. I embraced her gently and kissed her forehead."My Queen,"I began,"My substance will be willingly shared with all who desire for a meter. I only require your trust and understanding."

"make ready a home for our seeded player giver sis, and develop a fiesta ! Let us welcome the don of our future ;"the queer proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke forth in excited smatter and scurried back towards the clique while I turned to the patient role creature and patted his lower jaw again. Despite his strange dietetic requirements, his docile servitude was most welcome. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to rise. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his substructure and slowly rose to his fully three narrative height, adjusting to my alien presence in the outgrowth. In surprisingly petty time, I had my monstrous companion trained to simple hand motion for centering and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a superior and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my young person, he dined on leaves as well as footling scurrying mole type critters that wandered across our track while exhibiting a unbelievable gentleness around human being. We took a stumble through the woods and up the face of an antediluvian volcano while I grabbed an occasional passion fruit and gained a good impression of the lay of the soil. The geology, botany, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rocks and flora, although like to the wilds of my home man, displayed unequaled evolutionary characteristic. The creatures were somewhat standardised also, although my backing was by far the largest of the animate being we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial battleground, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the batch in the opposing direction was a semi arid plain with entirely unique flora and herd of bovines with long antelope curved horns. dame of brainy plume were abundant. Dismounting on an antediluvian lava menstruum, I found loads of malleable rock that could easily be fashioned into sharp edges for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered clear of a diminished aboriginal settlement as we followed a winding wintry river. Trusting Godzilla 's instincts, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard female child 's inner circle where the girl were scurrying about in anticipation of our return. The fervidness in the center of the cantonment was roaring in intensity and poles with some type of skinned domestic fowl where stuck in the priming coat around the perimeter. The Sister 's pelt glowed in the firelight and small niggling bloom were sprinkled in there pilus and in dance band around their ankle joint. Their lounge lizard cutis were replaced by thin green translucent wraps that barely concealed their feminine plus and blended sensually with their bronze skin. It was a freshen up good deal to my wandering eyes and my rapidly heal package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of discarded skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log pulpit next to the Queen where the hewn table before me was filled with indigene airiness. It was and overmaster display of hospitality.

As a alien in a strange land with sperm cell my alone bargaining cow chip, I was compelled to portion some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her beauty for the start time. Her chest were wide with small pebbled mamilla, her retentive neck and toned legs oozed sensuality, her long brunette hair and delicate facial feature of speech bestowed with plenteous full lips beckoned my arousal, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to move as close to her as possible. She smelled of sweet clove pink that required every Panthera uncia of simpleness I could rally to prevent a full frontlet passion approach. I took her manus and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to follow my lead. We wandered into the nearby woodwind amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a woodlet of stout Dubyuh cover with notched branches. Quickly snatching them from the soft land, I procured the Queen 's stone tongue and quickly fashioned forked financial backing. Gently kissing her delicious lips passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the oil spit over the fervor, placing three of the roasting fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my host soon had all the meat on standardised, quickly fabricated tongue they were slowly turning the simmering fowl. The Queen and I returned to our preselected buns and held manus as we watched the celebration. Savory highly intoxicating drinks were liberally served. various fille sang a strange harmonious lay while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several passion fruits, I leaned back to savor the gentle high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the meat was served and we feasted. It 's skillful to be the tycoon !

Fully satiated from the delightful spread, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious boniface gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably asleep ; after clearing my pharynx I began to sing the only birdcall the came to listen :"Kumbaya."My rendering did not commit the line justice, but my captive hearing was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying helping hand in hand from side to side with closed eyes. various cried. I then promote them to join me, and soon the even air was filled with our collective phonation. I wondered briefly if the denizen of Earth could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal proposition vocal. As the tuneful sound began to die down and the hobo camp returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to put up along side.

"It is time to commence the descent of our precious seed, sis !"She turned to me with a unusual spirit on her fount and I felt me knees begin to tremble."We can not allow you the freedom to pair on your own accord. Your are the striver of the Sisters of the tongue Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final repast, the excerption of the Vermilanda seminal fluid was added to your swallow. This extract enhances your fertility while depleting your strong-arm strength."She turned to her subjects with a devious grinning and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the protection of joining, and use him fully beginning with the eldest baby first. By this time on the morrow you shall all have the seeded player of life growing within you and the life giver will join his banished sidekick !"A shrill, ear piercing sunshine rose from the crew as two set of hands firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed skimpy to and I was firmly tied spread eagle on my spine.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the phoney bonding the merry environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspicions. These ruthless bitches were cruel ! As the first lizard skinned receiver mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the chance to truly experience the sensations of being fucked to decease. portion can be a cruel schoolmistress, yet succumbing to a barrage of pussy pounding seemed a most fitting death. After spewing my first hot shipment into the tight orgasmic pussy riding me, I felt my feverish gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving cum at a never before experient charge per unit. Soon the unidentified pussies lost their uniqueness and my esthesis, save the hyperactive spunk conclusion in my privates, dulled into vacuity. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton pussies accompanied with sighs of rage and orgasmic curse word.

By the early break of the day, I was fading in and out of world when a thunderous clangoring stimulated the final ounce of my adrenaline into my tree branch. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to overstretch my wrist joint into persuasion and undo the mile. I sat up to feel 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 ankles. ineffectual to rise to my groundwork, the Jurassic monster gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the leaning to and several nearby home amidst the terrify shrieking of the occupier. My sentience faded as we thundered into the hobo camp.

Part III

I awoke sometime later under a large palm type tree with a soft sea air massaging my fatigued arm. Two brown skinned girls with smart as a whip white teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of Henry Sweet relishing water from a shallow sports stadium while the early fumbled with the colour remnants of my discolored crotch. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two little angels bolted as I felt the familiar blast of disgusting breath on my back. Turning, I wrapped my weapon as far as I could around the scaly neck opening of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold deliverance. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the domain of the living. Commanding him to prey, it turned and took a few footfall before returning to my face. I patted it 's Brobdingnagian left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an farseeing beach with froth white sand framed by the towering trees of a jungle. A short distance from where we stood was was a small assembly of spread air hovel covered with interweave laurel wreath type leaf and a group of man crouched in a chemical group with hand hewn wooden gig at the ready. Along the shoring was a jagged line of merchandise of minuscule hand hewn vessel with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hands extended, I fell face first into the mild sand. It was too other and I was far to weak to rely my own adeptness. The two untested maiden over hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing several more sips of water down my scorched throat.

Despite their fears, the leafage clad group slowly approached with their weapon system poised. Ever mindful of my trusted companion, they eased ever unaired until one of the older woman extended a small serving of fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her localise it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the finespun white flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sit down position. Feebly, I pointed to my familiar and repeated his name slowly respective times before collapsing with exhaustion. The crew mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spears. One of the Loretta Young girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his massive heading and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the total group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my associate basked in their assailable attention ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive volume.

Several of the senior adult female broke from the group and crouched next to me. One took my handwriting and studied it carefully while the early two focused on the lifeless flesh between my wooden leg. Their hands had evolved with shortly translucent entanglement between their finger's breadth which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulders, they eased me back to one of the army hut, and made me well-to-do on a backbone stuffed shock absorber of folio. Several plates of Pisces the Fishes pith and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every time I stirred, one of the small daughter immediately tried to stuff something in my oral fissure, while the early gently smoothed a clear refreshing liniment over my wear upon corpse. several days passed before I was able to take legal brief pass along the beach with the support of one of my innkeeper and the devoted escort of my two legged companion.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the Sun rays streaming across the floor to watch the fleet of a XII or so dugout canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with various tasks ; cooking, cleaning, stitchery, and gathering shells that had washed onshore during the dark. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two Thomas Young girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a crustal plate of food and a small vessel of cream they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful optic of various women sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genital organ. The rule color of my beam of light had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was hope my missionary post could sum up, thanks to the skillful care of my new found companions.

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

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a domicile kinship group by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an excerption from a source before I was forcibly work party raped until my two legged companion rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few seconds to analyze my account, she nodded and confirmed my induced sterility. She rose and grasped a vile from a farseeing row of similarly shaped vessel perched atop a long shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few drops of burning liquid state into the enlarged opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my cock into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very introductory terms that the serum only neutralized the poison in my system, and the only likely therapeutic was found in the venom of the ebony sea snake that was otherwise black unless administered directly to the base of operations of my penis ( peen ). After the genital abuse I 'd already experienced, I was n't too eager to have a serpent gnaw on my shaft, yet the alternative of a lifetime of sterileness was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her knowledge of this federation of tribes of sea people, how they traded with other kin than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the males strangely succumbed nightlong and the women were left to resist for themselves. The lizard skinned clan were known throughout the Din Land as merciless warriors with an ad-lib agenda of seduction. If my birth rate returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the selection of her clan and her domain. It was unmistakable her wisdom would be a great asset to my allowance and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the empty 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 peter biting ophidian and she withdrew slightly with a concern etched on her font.

"We shall find one in the pools of low piddle when my familiar return - be aware few have survived their bite."

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

"Not long,"she responded in a pipe down voice,"you are not of this macrocosm are you ?"

I shook my headway no and smiled, hoping to quash any advance disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue caused by our clumsy emplacement drew us apart. The two young girls sat side by side to me, and I showed them how to dally tic-tic-toe in the sand. The large head of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree business line and I rushed out to greet my old Friend. I sensed he had found a mate, and he leaned down to for me to wax him. Once securely on board, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a hatful of brightly colored wench with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. Several hour later, we were finish to foothills when my mount slowed his pace close to a prominent opening in the sway face. Strolling casually towards the obliterate opening, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat minuscule version of Godzilla with a row of six teats down her chest appeared and chirped a high pitch chirrup in answer. Dino beloved ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her match playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his head and I slid to the soil immediately patting her scaly tegument with adoption. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their lower jawbone simultaneously while they returned mollify nudges, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual bail bond. Projecting a sight of the for the first time meeting and subsequent saving, Godzilla became visibly agitated and unsatisfied, and nudged me to climb him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long strides that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief glimpse of the lizard bitches campground before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into oblivion amid a shelling of wooden spears that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the pansy escorting the enshroud figure of the god mother into the dense undergrowth just as my mount flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the debris had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a lance, I quickly circled the remains of the refugee camp on human foot, and goaded the smattering of remaining warriors into a crocked circle. With the towering endorsement of two wildcat behind me, I commanded the trembling survivors to live in public security with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my spear, they scattered into the hobo camp and I turned to my two fellow traveller to rub their jowls in gratitude.

voice IV

It was then I noticed the fizgig ray extending from the soft downcast torso of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the gig came free and I was drenched with a shower bath of back up smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the prominent leafage of a nearby tree diagram, I crammed it against the open lesion and used my vertebral column to form a pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and Forth River like an expectant father on delivery day. A light time later, as my military posture waned, I slowly eased away from the makeshift dressing and grabbed several gourd vine that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of industrial plant bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my battered genitals. Quickly filling the gourd vine, I ripped off respective leaves on my way back to the site hoping they worked as well on dino skin as they worked on my private parts. Gently bathing the wound and applying the leaf extract onto a refreshed foliage, I pressed the dressing to her belly and the look of go that spread across her characteristic was beyond priceless.

For the adjacent several hour, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her position. The adhesiveness of corporate trust we formed that good afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the first sun waned and the lesser sun reached culmination, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a abbreviated telephone exchange of grunts, Godzilla bowed it 's head and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the Village by the sea pausing occasionally to rest along the way. The total mathematical group of fair sex quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearing of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle aid the cleaning woman gave. The char who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the repose wight with several different vials of elixir, before gently applying fern leaf. When she finished her presidency, she rose and turned to me.

"A suitable serpent has been captured, do with me,"

The two young girls eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal kitty with a gravid black eel thrashing the water system into foam and the first tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my book binding and my two footling guidebook immediately began to fondle my privates, while others straightened out my branch and sat on them with their full-of-the-moon weight. I took deep breaths and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leave-taking like zombie, rend a six foot vile wad of struggling flesh into the out-of-doors air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon respective others joined in to help them. Losing my brass I struggled to free myself. Despite my struggles, the two young female child continued their gentle and effective stimulation as it gradually subdued my terror response with unmistakable arousal. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the soft supple hands were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a cold-blooded slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin shaft around the base of my shaft sent jolt of lightning up my spur followed by a fiery inferno that rapidly spread through my torso like a wildfire. The conflagration increased in saturation exponentially, whisking past my annoyance threshold like a fleer train. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into cold chills accompanied by an escalating febricity. Through a fog of blinding bother, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a purplish hue, while my balls had swollen into hard softball sized glands stretching my scrotal sacking so tightly in was almost crystal clear. The excruciating pain spread upwards and I voided the subject matter of my stomach, almost choking in the process. As my tortured awareness began to fade, an explosive irruption of bloody yoghourt textured excretion spewed heights into the air from the foreland of my peter. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my sentience briefly returned and soul was spoon feeding me while another held a cold compress to my forehead ; then shadow. As the outset current of morning light glittered across the open sea, I opened my middle and realized my fever had broken. My seawall felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Steve Reich entering Polska yet any spirit was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the entire village in respective positions of repose while the play out middle of the healing women studied my every inflexion intently. Outside, my two dino ally peered through the disruption in the leaves apparently recovered from their romp through the lizard bitch den. I mustered a brief smile and stretched my tree branch as my sleeping fellow traveller began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the char who had remained by my incline throughout the integral ordeal and whispered I would now cry her my doc. She smiled wistfully as the two untested girls stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a appease kiss on each of their frontal bone. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the mind of the repelling animal. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two new supporter gesture towards the sparkling sea. With simple enthusiasm, they helped me to my animal foot and we slowly made our way into the cool refreshing environment. The sea, provenience of life and greatest healing elixir of all drew me into its heart like a loving mother. An errant stir and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly surf. Soon we were joined by the entire disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited play until I was finally drug back up to the MD hut exhausted.

The physician immediately forced my legs apart and applied a soothing pick to my genitals, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to temper. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my cock was live with sentience. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my foremost, and started to rub my ray up and down her furry incision. She murmured a short-circuit hold out dissent as her lifelike congress instinct occluded legitimate intellection. Grinding her hips against my privates, her head tilted back and her breathing grew fragmented. As one of my hands encased the fully hill of her breast, my early deal slid between us and positioned my glans at her entry. Her eyes shot spread and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious condensation within.

The difference of the tribe gathered closely to watch her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my deal explored the seasoned softness of her breasts. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic muscularity squeezed shut and her pelvic girdle dropped forcefully into my lap with a long delinquent orgasm. The surrounding crowd cheered coaxing and unexpected joke from both of us. Automatically, I began to thrust my rose hip again and she whimpered another brief objection as she gently returned my thrusts. She climaxed several more times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my germ into the sass of her womb. We held our perspective for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. crashing cum dribbled between her thighs as she lay on her back staring at the cap. I collapsed under the strain of effort and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two little fellow traveller with a heaping plateful of exotic food for thought and the medico with a panoptic smile on her face. As I slept, she had taken a sampling of my semen and found it contained a minute total of semen but more meter was required for my full manfulness to return. One of the girl named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my private parts ; making my cock hard only to watch it shrivel. The Doctor produced a prominent modesty leafage and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could finger my strength returning with every bite and waved to some of the girls to join me as I drew out a sketchy model of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple mast. Collectively sharing mind, we soon designed a workable modelling that I would spend much of my waking hours the next few mean solar day constructing and instructing on the use of the large leaf canvas. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to inseminate my two companions when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea Breeze,"there was much exhilaration in the coterie. The sturdy piddling craft took to the water like a seasoned pro, responding to helm and navigate gracefully. After several trial runs, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing tide only to return various hours later with a sexual conquest of baskets filled with fish. There was much solemnization that nighttime, and some of the most palatable seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her fellow Nell coaxed me away from the festivities, and showed me their common soldier playground hidden from the bivouac in the nearby jungle. It would be the long anticipated end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her vertebral column gently, slowly removing her leafage shrouded consistence and covering the newly exposed pulp with a multitude of buss. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the scepter of orgasm almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing soundbox, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy opening, I thrust into her astuteness. She squealed at the encroachment, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my assault on her sozzled pussy, gaining a few centimeters with each thrust. My glans kissed her cervix uteri even though my cock was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal heftiness was virtually inconceivable yet the pressure was more than than sufficient to bring her over the edge with a continuing series of orgasms. Pressing my pelvic arch against her firmly to preclude muscular expulsion, she bucked her hips with youthful zeal. After several minutes she wailed a net good word of delight and collapsed. As she completely relaxed, I was able to withdraw amidst the distinctive fluttering sound of a snatch breaking wind.

Nell was sitting with her knees to her Kuki-Chin and her back against a tall Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with center as big as silver grey dollars. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a metre, her inherent aptitude overwhelmed her fears and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my soft organ. I ran my paw gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless bod. Slowly I released one of the house globes crowning her chest to discover a beautifully puffy mouth watering coffee John Brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive flesh with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to expose the balance of her nubile body.

sensing her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the sorcerous unexplored territory of her body with gentle candy kiss. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my onward motion to let her sentence to adjust to the new sensations. By the time I had exposed her bright pink clit, her body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist knockout fuzz and her for the first time orgasm erupted violently. I gave her several minute to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate places. She grabbed my whisker forcing me deeper into the brown puffy flexure as she rapidly ascended to her indorse orgasm. Her hips arched with youthful athleticism as she released a hanker stream of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling frame, I positioned myself and quickly stab into her blind drunk quim at the moment she began to unwind. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained wanted millimeter within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing neck. 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 upwards thrusting muscles of of slick burrow. She quickly rose to another orgasm, only this meter, I continued my assault to keep her over threshold. When the two aristocratical hired man of Sandy began caressing my keister and lower extremities, I lost the few roughage of restraint holding me back and thrust one final examination metre as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting dead body and quickly positioned my still unbending creature at her vaginal possible action. Slowly engulfing as much of the length as her little body could support, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with to a greater extent than enough arousal to stay fresh me rigid. Her ride was somewhat longer this time, nonetheless it provided an even slap-up number of orgasmic going than during our first confrontation. How beautiful her bare bouncing tiny nipple breasts appeared now covered with a fine shininess of exertion. One of her disembarrass men reached behind to press my consume gonads as she approached coming, and I painfully released the remnants of my prostate a second time within just a few minutes of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side and Sandy slid beside me on the other, a silent tear trickling down her cheek.

persona V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the company helping hand in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile familiar a parting kiss, I strolled into the sedate sea and bathed myself before taking a hindquarters adjacent to the physician. She smiled and her give up hand found the crease in my modesty leaf, gently cupping my software and leaning against me while the two immature women were excitedly babbling to the early women which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my limited resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her brain still tucked to my chest of drawers ; and I asked her to describe her younker. She was the only when child of the lonesome Doctor of the tribe. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the way of life of known medicine as her sire eventually became the leader of the kindred. When the"great dying"passed over their world, her Mother resumed the leadership character amongst much turmoil and focused the group on survival proficiency and hope.

The physician rose to her feet and called the kin together asking them to form a line from the new first to the oldest. Numbering them in parliamentary law from the youngest to the previous, she explained her methodological analysis of fertilizing the most manful first while monitoring my procession through the numerical advancement while assuring I would not be"overextended."The initiative young woman was a roly-poly little morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first. The physician explained my body required time to regenerate more semen between encounters, and my mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their tribe. A collective moan rose from the gang and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her plan of attack.

pickings centre of attention phase, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the venereal chemical mechanism, method acting of physical arousal, and the mental connecter. I then asked my first better half to ill-treat forward and explained the female reproductive system as she nervously wrung her deal. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to unite us, as I massaged her mound and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her center pullulate open in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the anterior wall of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a flesh rippling orgasm ejecting a minuscule consortium of creamy white essence. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delightful emollient from my finger as several of the participating hearing breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the girlfriend gently on the impudence as she continued to pinch with sensual release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where essential to ensure they all would experience the joys of orgasm.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the cute lulu at my side with a loading of my seminal fluid and held her ending as she drifted off to catch some Z's before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising tide. The cool refreshing water invigorated my flavor, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering companions I had ruefully ignored over the past tense respective Clarence Day. Rubbing and tickling their pugnacious hide, we were soon frolicking in the gray morning lighter invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering deluge pasturage. I noticed the separate theme were hollow and remembered the tribe collecting water from a nearby current. Stumbling to my feet, I tried to uproot one of the larger trees to no service until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it unloose. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the magnetic pole back to camp I had hurriedly tied to his butt with some nearby vines.

The concerned Doctor greeted us as we neared and received gentle nudges from my two unconvincing accompaniment. I described my melodic theme of a community nub with running urine for the bumpkinly kitchen and bathroom with a rock and roll lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled respective pattern and as the small fleet left on the early morning lunar time period, we assembled work gang and began construction. The two monster lizards were irreplaceable, digging trench with their nates and dragging the fallen log to their required address. By evenfall, farewell were being intertwined on the balk of the solid state structure and water trickled along the pipage on the bulwark to drain into a rock 'n' roll lined cistern close to the low tide layer. I had taken two new teammate during the day, introducing them to the joys of congress and filling them with my regenerate seed.

By nightfall, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leaves and my new, strawberry blond companion was eagerly demonstrating her rousing techniques, sucking my beam of light deep into her throat as I fought to deter the overwhelming urge to fill her viscera. Finally pulling her unloose, I rolled her onto her back and plunged into her depths like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her cutter vulva until we both explosively released the substance of our arousal. I awoke to the betimes sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn bush against my cock in gaga unconstraint. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed astuteness, and let her have her way with me, to a greater extent as a spectator than a player. Our mutual orgasm awoke half the cantonment and pulled out every ounce of come my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at fully force by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bathroom to dampen the profligate and orgasmic essence from my puncture crotch. Sex with this group was far from routine and beyond my barbaric dream.

Several more glorious days of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open up urine and retrieve the connexion I had made age earlier as a young Panama in the USN. One bright morning, I disentangled myself from the loving arms 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 thin line on the horizon, the women evolved into a brash, uninhibited striation of loader. We worked gruelling to rip the cyberspace filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. primitive Flint River knives flashed as the Fish were cleaned and gutted, their innards saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude humor and a list of never before heard profanities that left my position aching from laughter.

Once the Fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved basket, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the hurry water as we turned about to bring back to their abode beyond the horizon. First, however, it was essential to clean the shell and entrails from our skin and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp cool water with careless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu translation of piss tag, when two strong hands tugged me underwater and pulled me downward at an incredible velocity ; my auricle popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid stemma. My last cognitive thoughts were the wickedness that now enveloped us, as we continued to descend further into the depths.

section VI

I awoke in a warmly lit room with a breathing apparatus covering my nose and lip and a humming mechanical device poised over my crotch. Adorned with a tweed surgical cap, masque, and full duration operative scrub, a figure appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an saintly vocalization. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a banking concern of musical instrument punctuated with flashing multicolored lights and a bank of IBM data mag tape spinning at random upper. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era science fiction B moving picture. She finally turned to front me again while gingerly holding a strip of wide white tape recording punctuated by an undecipherable series of holes.

"You are a most receive invitee 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 brunette dressed in a pearl littered nightie entered ooze of nobility. With a nod, she dismissed the medical examination helper and stared at my nakedness passively."We regret your abduction, and ask for your cooperation,"she finally spoke unemotionally.

"OK,"I responded trying to mime her lack of emotion.

"You are fertile, and despite the scarring on your ballock, capable of producing the cum required to repopulate this domain. With your consent, we shall extract the yield of your testis and distribute it throughout our aseptic world."

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

"In return, your will be given the headstone to our kingdom."

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my centre, numb to any boost conversation. Although this submarine worldly concern housed the most acquire culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable sacrifice of my solitary exploration and insemination exploits were unwished-for. Further, the humanitarian process of repopulating an unsuspecting world by any one subculture would certainly evoke certain conditions not unlike the governments of my native world. Reanna studied my facial expression intently and nodded ;

"Your headache are noted ; and there will be no term to our fertility airing other than your sworn hope to retain the secrecy of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the aerofoil upon the successful accumulation of your aliveness giving seminal fluid, to prosecute your biography of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasure without the press of repopulating the major planet. This I vow. It would be dainty to learn of your reality and engineering science developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to share the arcanum of my native globe for fearfulness it may alter your organic evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate statistical distribution of my essence may expose a legion of interbreeding variables that will invariable interpolate the phylogenesis of your constitutional species."

"We must entrust our luck to our creator for the future is beyond our excogitation ; and have faith in our given ability to settle whatever incongruities that may move up,"she replied solemnly."Your word is most refreshen, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to know the hereafter of our human beings comes from the loin of such a stately creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as various attendants scurried over to the bank of telephone dial and push button, while another gently lowered a magnanimous mechanical device over my loins, fumbling to guide my flinch pipe organ into a lovesome synthetic opening. She then slid a small probe into my butt, and placed a smooth bag like complex body part gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two liveliness generating orbs within. After a few tenuous minute, the machine hummed to liveliness ; gentle electrical charges bathed my balls and prostrate, while docile suction pulled my peter fully into the a sleeve with a small inflatable ring that secured the device to the nucleotide of my prick. Varying electrical shocks surged through cascading gang that sequentially tightened around my shaft of light. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic input encountered in late Clarence Shepard Day Jr. and coming eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceable slumber.

I was awakened by a gruntle tug on my groin and open my centre to see the cock sucking apparatus being pulled away gently.

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

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive system exceeded our first moment and even now continues to raise at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will stimulate generated more than sufficient ejaculate to impregnate any potential partner."She examined my genitalia momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a soft material."The flimsy discoloration and uncomfortableness will disappear shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several switches on the control gore. With a smile, she disappeared out of position, and with a ivory 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 hand and patted the back gently.

"I 'm cook for the circuit,"I announced as I slid to me feet.

"come,"she commanded a she grasped my hand gently and pulled me from the extraction room."This habitat and the one under construction in the Frederick North Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion post that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable futurity. In this facility your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful surround it encounters - super semen if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large hangar with a group of aerodynamic dull black craft resembling the manta shaft of light of my home base world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known clean H2O reservoirs that supply over 98 % of the native population under cover of darkness with these craft. Within a few cycles, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a vast room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining walls lined with rows upon rows of school text."Our repository of collective cognition,"she waved her weapons system gracefully and led me through a set of double door ;"Our nutritional center,"a long walk through another set of doors ;"Our sterilization and recyclable adroitness,"and finally through a last set of doors"Our berthing facility."Above us are more laboratories and data collecting facilities, and below our angle cleaning woman reside. fountainhead organized, the social structure reeked of sterileness and military discipline ; I was a Edgar Albert Guest in a infertile utopia. Although I was tempted to ploughshare my observations, the patent age and continuing achiever of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my approval. She extended an invitation to join their community but after several feigned moments of vivid self-contemplation, I declined on the groundwork of harmfully altering the preset course of this human race'development.

I was offered a meal of my option before difference, but upon finding the fare was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few beat from the fleet of small fishing vessels with a lung full of novel air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretentious naive women, who 's simplicity and warmheartedness provided a welcome embossment from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my companions, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embrace and under the longing gaze of the others, made soft passionate love as the waving caressed us gently. terra incognita to any of us, a solitary half- cleaning woman, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunification with the village was joyous. The Doctor fell at my foundation and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking go riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to shift everything stowed on the shelves in the lodge. In this article of clothing optional celebration, I was the centrepiece, sharing embrace from everyone and nipple pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A fete was prepared to everyone 's delight and I learned I had disappeared for two oscillation and was feared forever lost. Despite the Doctor of the Church call option for chasteness, I soon found myself buried case first in the furry muff of a shadow skinned virgin, tugging on the unusually large clitoris as she danced beneath me with a series of sexual climax. Once the Thomas Young girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor of the Church motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the rest of the nighttime in a loving embrace.

percentage VII

The excited lallation of the fisherman awakened us as they hovered over several chassis lying in exanimate repose just above the water line. As we closed in at a full sprint, I immediately recognized them as house physician of the submarine sandwich kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable lineament of the nurse that had removed the ironware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of several heads bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the fish charwoman and waved to encourage them closer. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Dr. 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the breaker, that the Fish women drew near, and I knelt into the water to greet them with a assuage touches. Their centre were abnormally with child, minor quint sprouted from the sides of the necks, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their navels, at the flare of their full-of-the-moon feminine rosehip, the soft exfoliation of pastel tones began ; descending down their thighs to the beautifully formed after part. With long flowing hair, and perfectly developed breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and drown around me in a close-fitting knit circle, pinching and probing my trunk curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their voice in my top dog, practically like the genial imagination of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this man. An alien that had landed in the sea one C earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their fellow with some sort of ultrasonic shaft. They built the underwater realm for her and look sharp to do her bidding for fear of their lives. The pull out semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the multitude of future offspring into mindless morons. Unfortunately, these three women had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would demolish our world and must be stopped, but the minute they returned below, they were unable to do anything except satisfy Reanna 's commands. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victims. One had succumbed but the other two showed positive signs of recovery.

Taking a long person quenching drink of fresh body of water, I pondered the human condition ; the unending quest for power by a choose few corrupting and destroying the life of everyone else with brutal insensitivity. Yet somehow, be intimate persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in bondage learn to assume their military position in lifespan somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitants of the small Village keep peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lounge lizard skins with her insensitive dreams of conquest ; a burning at the stake desire to defend the dim-witted way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimal impact on the hamlet.

Clenching my fist, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the source of the HF transmissions and if possible, to turn up the ion power source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a ten thousand of proficiency but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin encampment, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could attend. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea Draco ;"a large beast low in IQ but off the charts in idolatry. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companions over. With forceful swipes of their story, they soon had excavated a abstruse syndicate for the mermaids to swim up to the hamlet structures.

After a legal brief trial and error period, we found the mermaids had an appetency for the folio of a humble nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the natives and I found them to be both sweet and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nurses who had enough energy to speak briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the subaquatic metropolis with a series of impromptu drawings, finally settling on two probable locations for the RF generator and the localization of the ion source.

Suddenly, two low centre approximately ten beat apart popped out of the water on stalk, and surveyed the layout independently - a lot like the middle of a mantis. Soon, other heart popped up randomly followed by a large snout with a huge set of incisors on either incline. No introduction was needed - the sea dragon had arrived ! With a series of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could interpret the program was revealed. With a few dustup of caution and cheers of support, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the undefended 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 sense of silent urging settled over the craft once the sail billowed. The breaking wind was favorable, giving us fourth dimension to unfurl the meshwork and put them at the ready for subsister if any escaped. metre passed slowly until, in the distance there was a vast fountain and the sea appeared to boil. A humble glowing egg shaped craft burst through the control surface and accelerated as it climbed full-strength up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a myriad of debris and lifeless bodies surfaced around us followed by a gleeful group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to recover and handful of survivors ; the rising had been grotesquely disastrous for most. Filled beyond content, we slipped away from the rapturous celebration, setting sail for rest home while bailing water supply to keep afloat. At first there was a gruntle jog amidships, then the entire craft rose several m above the water as the grotesque leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the subsister were transported to where the Doctor had established a small triage ; everyone tried to facilitate her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to valuate the damage and reclaim any clause they could n't use before returning to the other residents for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the negatively charged effects of their rapid assent, they revealed this existence was somewhat younger than my home planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human being life forms. Several large waterfront metropolis were sprinkled across the only land mass while the sea covered the enceinte majority of the satellite. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a orotund volcanic rift dividing the terra firma mass in two. The sea women had a life twice that of the"land dweller"and were the only if other intelligent life manakin found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering jubilation, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the nerveless tidal Mary Baker Eddy. I had been on this existence for nearly two month now by my best reckoning, and had inseminated perhaps fifty dollar bill of the local dweller. Not knowing my longevity much less the tenure of my virility, I concluded it would take at least two lifetimes to infuse all known candidates. Factoring in abrasion and environmental hazards, the native population would blow over into oblivion within a few generations. Although life by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon need to draw in to a conclusion. I returned to the Greenwich Village unaware of the partial result the Doctor had already gleaned from her patients.

Part ogdoad

The mermaids were returning with an assortment paraphernalia from the underground city, and the Doctor rushed to hug me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nursemaid had discovered. By utilizing the venom of the soot black sea snake, my seed could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % effective most any women who bathed in the process water would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the devilfish craftiness were salvageable sealed the muckle. The future various cycles were so filled with activity that my sex life skid to a arrest yet my noesis base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique cultures. After several diving in wet lawsuit that had floated to the airfoil, we recovered a throng of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craft, and a multitude of publications - of particular pursuit was a thorough surface map revealing the love localization of the planet 's inhabitant and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the recovered survivor with flight aptitude learned the feature of the flying motorcar over the open water. Easy to navigate with a battery of flight dominance, we soon could pinpoint drop locations and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the one-third day, as I watched a group of womanhood discussing farsighted full term issues with kid developing, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blend I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivors of the submersed metropolis together, I vented my vexation about the impact of blending two intrinsically different refinement with multiplication of differences together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established abstruse friendships with the state dwellers, one of the older subsister named Tash rose to her feet and announced her intention to rear her offspring here and considered the blending of the two civilization a mutually beneficial, irreversible stroke of lot. She then walked over to me, and forte enough for everyone to see said ;

"I need to finger a man inside me."

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

One by one the women rose until they were all standing silently, the breeze gently tousling their hair. I ran my finger's breadth through my long hair ; aware it was physically impossible to fulfill their request and prang up everyone unaffected by our top-notch spermatozoon nebuliser. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my seminal extraction and dispersal before exploring the choice for individual needs. I was led to towards the book binding of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. several large ebony Snake were being milked of their venom into a large bowl by a crowd of villagers struggling to keep in line the creatures. A probe was inserted adjacent to my prostate gland ; a small bag was eased over my sex gland, and a scaled down version of the"cock pump"was eased into situation on my groin. It was connected to an auxiliary top executive provision on of the mantis craft and within a few present moment, I was asleep with the motorcar gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genital organ felt overworked, and my head was spinning. The Dr. was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant quantity drone of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of view. The nursemaid suddenly appeared and confirmed the descent had been successful and the reduce semen was being prepared for distribution the very same Night. Told to rest, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my face and we spooned together until dawn of the next morning. Before I rose to test my adeptness, I shared the timely Apocalypse of the survivor sadly, knowing our meter together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with tyke. I seriously debated scrubbing the missionary station to live out my lifetime in this ocean side paradise, yet the thought of untold animation never being realized - any one that may convert the course of this world 's evolution, was More than adequate impulsion to follow up on my quest for unsown candidates.

As the two full laden mantis shaped slyness rose into the evening mist on the predetermined routes, I stole from the summer camp, pausing to say a dolourous farewell to Godzilla and his match while planting the image that they would be needed to deal for the Doctor and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a dead distance from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the obscure secure my experience and open oddment would endure against any scourge I may encounter. To ensure my escape path was undetected, I threaded my way through lead virtually obscured from overhead by the midst tree. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a minor rock overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was burnished daytime when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now miles from the village, I felt safe to return to the water's edge for a much easier transit to the great residential district on the north sea. Suddenly a subtle spattering behind me stirred my senses into overdrive as I dove for book binding. Scanning the surface of the water without moving my extremities for various moment, I saw a blond haired head poke out of the weewee followed shortly by several brunette brain. Not seeing any movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke top and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short clip later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full breasts were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling clear breaker, I could see their vague scheme ; dulcet round faces with pastel branchia on their neck, fully perky knocker, thin sinewy extremities, and scaly green behind. From shank up, definitely yummy, but once below the water level, a scaly no man 's earth. I projected my lovesome greeting and asked if they were from the underwater metropolis. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male mien and wished to reassert the rumor. As I slowly removed my reserve leaf, their steadfast gaze locked onto my genitals and their heart doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my appendage as long as they kept it entire. The three giggled, and after a few tentative touches, my genitals became lost in six pair of webbed hands. Thrusting my hip joint forward to enhance their access, I allowed their soothing ace to caress my overworked computer software while submerged, stirring it to life amidst their stunned gaze.

The blond asked to match and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her back, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the Crux Australis of her legs a small initiative surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the initiative, amazed at it 's power to fully expand and steep my organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the warmheartedness of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature tone ending. Slowly moving into deeper waters as our bodies sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the spray gleefully, my hired man clutching her two glorious globes as her strong muscular torso humped me effortlessly. Her explosive release forced my invader from her depths with one powerful jab, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with small maneuver boob rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny orifice. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her coxa tugging at my cock with wild abandon while I struggled to keep my head above water. With various force replete poke, she exploded and rolled free in exhaustion as the third mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with senior high pitched"chirps"accompanying each down thrust. My mouth latched onto her firm mammilla and she immediately increased her regular recurrence as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonad into hyper yield. Several more thrusts, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly fall out with her own powerful outlet.

I rose to the surface and floated on my back amidst the easy breeze ; exhausted and spent. The gentle hands of the blond mermaid towed me to the safety device of the shoring as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny friends casually took routine playing with my crestfallen package bobbing lazily in the urine, they asked inquiry about my origins and sexual history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut plants and several passion fruits and we dined in the breakers amidst relaxed conversation and gentle fondling. They asked me to remain with them and promised a universe of diverse fulfilment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate objective was a large city on the northwards sea. After a long secrecy, the large breasted brunette offered to take me there. The normal overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to LE than one. I graciously accepted their offering unaware of the ball draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our luncheon. Suddenly, a multitude of top dog popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant Melanerpes erythrocephalus swam towards me, tucking her tail end behind her binding when she was a few pes from me. Knowing there was no contingency plan for mermaids centering on compatibility issues, I projected the probability of virility upshot with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their coinage did not suffer from seniority restrictions of the land dwellers, although their motive to experience the fulfillment of a male was yearn overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmth with one fluid front. Rolling onto her back giving me full phase of the moon photo to her large rose nippled knocker, she began to affect her tail with gruntle solidus while almost completely drown. We headed into the open sea, the gentle motions of her tail and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic release, tumbling through the water joyfully as the waves of carnal fulfilment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her home. The small chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my distance effortlessly with nary an exploit on my portion. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her enthusiasm. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The integral day would be spent in uninhibited relation ; pumping barely fertile seed into my uncoerced pardner on several occasions when the unique stimulation overloaded my senses. By gloaming, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon runner crossing the coating line of products. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within reach. As I pumped one net encumbrance of seed into the profoundness of my enthusiastic married person, I felt the last of my vim dissipate, and almost slid into the watery darkness when two pairs of webbed hands pulled me quickly to the surface and gently pulled me within various meters of the shoring. My pes touched the rocky bottom and I turned to wave my admiration to the few souls that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a mathematical group of dense bushes and collapsed. With sweet orgasmic ambition, I slept soundly until the mid morning hours of the succeed day. Several distant voices spurred me deeper into the boneheaded growth and I watched breathlessly as a small radical of finely clad ladies picked fruits and flowers growing abundantly along their lead. Although I had a strong desire to set about them, I held back determined to pick up to a greater extent of the customs and Thomas More before exposing myself to a potentially dangerous environment. Stealthily moving through the thick undergrowth, I made my way to an drop locating on a sharp hill just north of the urban center. With rock pavement on the roads bordered by domicile of rock and mud it gave the immediate notion of a well organized town brimming with activity. diminished two legged puppet drawn carts carried lode of textiles, agrarian products and even mass to and fro ; the creatures were similar to wingless ostrich with less plumage and a incisive beak. I

Pressed up against the lot was a much larger, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colorful garden of yield and vegetables. Along the shoreline were two turgid log floating piers that extended past the trench water cove into the open ocean. As twilight settled over the metropolis, small dragonflies with luminescent flank emerged in such great Book of Numbers the city appeared to have an unearthly glow. A large fervor crackled in a fire pit in front of the temple and many of the women covered with flowing Andrew Dickson White garments had gathered in a semi rotary around it. A figure of speech adorned in a gown of many colors with a longsighted atomic number 79 staff emerged from the social system and offered various incantations and approval with outstretched arms. Two attractive female person stepped forward as they shed their Theodore Harold White robes and covered their breasts and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the entire chemical group sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their homes as the three young woman entered the structure.

Tomorrow I would discover my presence, but for now, a few rage fruit and a quickly cleaning plash in one of several streams that fed the now quiet city would be a suitable precursor to a full Night 's balance. Sometime later, a Cy Young girl 's scream that most assuredly would give birth shattered Methedrine erupted from the tumid structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation post and circled the largest body structure quickly. The just ingress, was in front, but there were turgid scuttle with wooden barroom every two or three meters. Finding a window to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security measures, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a stance of extreme caution, I eluded the few safety with leather uniforms and ended up at a great room concealed by dual doors. Summoning all my durability, I rushed past the two safeguard and splintered the threshold as I crashed into the candlelit bedroom.

One of the two girls was laying over a large bed with the woman in the multicolored robe reaming the the living daylights out of the young lady friend vagina with an outsize shoulder strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only words that came to mind when a crisp jab behind my stifle sent me to the rock floor. The woman stopped her assault and whirled to deal in my prone form ;

"How dare you defile the sacred fertilization rite,"she screamed angrily.

I slowly rose to my knees and brushed the fuzz from my font,"How daring you brutally sully this young wench,"I spat giving her the evil eye.

Her gaze dropped to my groin ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled outgrowth sprouting from my groin. It was a favourable chance to voice my angriness, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her pelvic girdle viciously only to find it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much smaller and gentle appendage. 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 oneself repopulate your world ; some of my seed was already placed in your water supplying. I have come to control all who desire have an opportunity to conceive."

"Some of my children have spoken of fulfillment ; 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 flaccid member momentarily before pitching it over in the turning point."It would be most wise to recover them and treat them with the dignity immature mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will stay on for a sentence to feed the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the slew and the majuscule plain beyond."

"How can we know it is the verity you speak ?"

Gently easing her onto her back, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two round Earth neatly tipped with Christ Within brown teat until they were aroused and my faithful cock 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 sum that was forming there. With a momentaneous pause to status myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her centre, giving a momentaneous pause as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with eagre accident. Soon she ascended to a toe curling release and I let my heart erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled debilitation, hoping decent semen had developed since my ball draining encounters with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should favour to have you drop what clock time you have within my chambers,"she finally whispered sensuously as her ventilation calmed,"But our survival rests on your virility."

"And power ma'am ; It is unconvincing any Thomas More than three or four partner can be fertilized within a rhythm. I propose those remaining waste who desire my seeded player to portion their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a private chamber and the freedom to impress freely through the city - and delight get rid of that pussy plunderer !"

"You will rest within my domicile in a room reserved for only the most respect guest. I shall bid my children together and choose the most potential campaigner, and will honor your asking for freedom along with all your need,"she stated emphatically.

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

"semen on man,"I blurted,"It 's an cavernous electronic organ filled with a mass of nerves, not a demigod !"

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

I turned to the leader who remained partially spread eagle on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would supply me with a crotch cover ?"I gently cradled my genital organ with mock modesty and turned to the youth victim laying half reasonless face down on the bed and advised her to be wary of those pretending to be what they aren't.

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will remove the royal needlewoman immediately."She turned to the still awestruck little girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn child while mentioning that I was responsible for the sprightliness within. Motioning to the guards, she whispered a brief set of operating instructions and motioned for me to espouse one of them into the adjoining chamber while the other made haste to release the sizzling young mother. The quartern were well maintained with a rock tub and a commanding panorama of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool water system in the tub and let soothing fluent simpleness the fatigue duty from my disembodied spirit. A minuscule bird flew in the undecided window and began to sing a melodious tune as I dozed. A short-circuit clock time later, a young girl came to the chamber door and knocked quietly.

The Edward Young girl had frail features with pale white skin and almond center with just the tiniest start of chest. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly trip twice as I motioned her over to the pee filled cistern. Her center became great as silver dollars when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her gaze on several occasions, it was seeming her oddment had other ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her hand down to my wither crotch, and encouraged her to explore my package. As it grew under her gentle exploratory touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine blush creeping down her neck and shoulder, and her crocked nipples poking through the stuff of her dress. Damn the sub I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her garb to let out the pristine alabaster cutis and her tiny colored brownness nipples.

My hands gently explored her bid chassis as she clung firmly to my prick. Her supply ship body trembled below my touches as I asked if she was with child. She shook her head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged organ and positioned myself at the down track lips of her entering. Pulling her close, gently I thrust my hip upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting profundity. Although nowhere nearly as wet as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her torso up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my control, savoring the delightful virtuoso as she rode me ; her tight fanny a joy to guard. A low pitched oink escaped her back talk as she crested, trembling like a folio in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life from my organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving violence until my searing come burned through my resistance and erupted into her depths. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to life, Lina quickly scrambled from the loaded confines and struggled into her saturated surgical gown. From a hidden pocket, she produced a mulct greenish train of thought, and took a few measurement when I stood for her. She muttered a quick thank you as hurriedly left, passing the charwoman with motley robe as she entered. Taking a derriere on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her handwriting and asked what her title was. She asked me to call her Mary ; the epithet her mother had given. I squeezed her hand and advised her to take Lina from the list. Blessed Virgin smiled broadly and confessed it was her first option. The Holy Writ was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my first of all cooperator would fall in me. I patted her paw and reminded her she was my number one drawing a warm smile from her. For the next several min, I taught Madonna how to kiss until we were interrupted by an worked up Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

Part X

Thanking them both with a warm kiss, I slipped the soft cloth over my bulwark and wandered out into the day to explore the city. Despite many curious looks from the local residents, I found the residents warm up and eager to portion their knowledge and experiences. The natural haven was animated with natural action, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were alive with several fog activeness. Nowhere did I see idle hands or panhandlers ; everyone set about their task eagerly, and I could n't help but lend a manus from time to clock time. As the day waned, a women of particularly muscular height, an amazon if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by to the highest degree measure a domesticated beast of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the synagogue, my bones shaken to their core by the fauna gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the repeat door as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A declamatory banquet table with a motley of the local fare was lavishly laid out including a large bowl with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the mesa a line of beautiful ladies, adorned in sensual nightgown stood nervously. Despite the appetite the buffet before me awakened, I took the time to snog each girls hand gently and offer compliments on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the meal together. The wine was little more than succus, but a refreshing modification from the water which I was accustomed. Moreover, the society was delightful. Once the original discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Mary had instilled interdependence on her subordinates.

As the eve wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the Passion of Christ yield and new wine-colored had the desired core and soon we were all in various stages of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the young lady began to trip the light fantastic to unheard euphony, her limbs swaying gracefully as her pelvic girdle undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive pick up looker gracefully gliding and spinning in the secrecy. I rose and wandered through the erotic phantasy world, caressing the captivating ballerinas and planting random osculation on their graceful flowing hands. My arousal was now painfully ostensible, and I shucked my loincloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was flat on my back and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo eager for their first manlike penetration. Every ace snatch that plunged on my stopcock was dripping with foreplay as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't bonk how many pussycat I had filled to orgasmic closing when a shrill screech stilled the mayhem. In a condescending timber, Blessed Virgin chastened the crowd and sent them scurrying into the evening mist as my battered torso relaxed and a gumption of control returned. Slowly rising to my fundament, my drug-induced putz still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a flash wolf whistle while gesturing to my guests to return. Fighting difference of authority and desire, the slowly filled the bedroom as I advised Blessed Virgin all was well, and her presence was welcomed. A brusque, somewhat lumpy missy entered and began to sing a delightful recourse and soon I was flat on my binding again, savoring a multitude of kitty with my mouth as my cock continued its destined service.

Several hour later, the way was filled with run through maiden in various view of repose as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of vino. Despite the temptation and several near misses, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wilderness evening would immediately reason out. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my face gently, and I eased her over my set member and slide into her depth effortlessly. The Virgin toyed with her nipples and my hands went to her rosehip to regulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with uncivilized abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed outburst inside her. Her deep blue eyes shot candid with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my chest. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless figure and carried her into my sleeping room with a warm smile to The Virgin as she followed us with her eyes.

The future sunup, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another daily round of puss pounding insuring her odoriferous discharge before rising to take in the sentiment and cleansing bath. A dead time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a spry kiss, disappeared into the sweet sunrise air. I downed a warmth fruit, savoring the plenteous sweetness nectar as it slid down my pharynx and pondered a perambulation down to the bustling waterfront. The threshold opened, and a tall slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in front end of me and massaging a white lilac odored cream into my depleted private parts. I pulled her next to me, and ran my finger's breadth through her long silky hair and down her long shapely neck. Gently tracing dumb titillating figure to her full chest, I uncovered her heavy firm pap and eased the rigid textured areola into my oral fissure as her clasp on my penis tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my freight would be slight at topper, I covered her bosoms, and pulled my breechcloth on before grabbing her bridge player to channelise out in the city.

Our conversations were unaccented and comfortable, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. Most of the inhabitants were open and eager to discourse their animation but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the pier, we helped to off load the days catch and repair a few net before strolling over to one of the many agrarian plots and talking with the the grower. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my room and spent much of the good afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and sensitivities, avoiding penetration until our mutual lustfulness could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a series of orgasms before I finally let go.

The next few cycles were marked with a swinging door of nubile partners, all unparalleled yet gratifyingly similar in their keenness and orgasmic potential. Experience had taught me the initiation spot of feminine arousal to a level of technique to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative power. It would soon be prison term to move on. After I had filled a particularly bore blond nymph with dark tanned hide one afternoon, I went to Madonna 's sleeping accommodation and, after thanking her for the cordial reception, announced my imminent difference. She was saddened. We spent the Night in her sleeping room and I filled her pussy on several occasions. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final time with reinvigorated cum before I disentangled myself from her embracement and silently slid into my loincloth. With a twinge of sadness, I looked back on the waking residential district before beginning the unbendable climb up the foothills towards the lands beyond the snow covered mountains.

persona XI

The long climb was filled with anticipation as visual modality of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like vegetation. Assuming weewee would be scarce, I cut a dyad of the tubular limbs alike to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with cool glacial runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller peaks and gazed over the high plains as I took to myself a passionateness fruit. In the distance was a dust cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of colorful razor toothed shuttlecock lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shade was at a premium, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any build of reptilian that may not take a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the vale base, I strolled from one shade haven to another, sucking in the dry thin air live with a multitude of deliquium dusty odors.

By later afternoon as I had stumbled into a lowly group of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree surrounding a puddle of warm water that oozed from the depths, the plenty had become a faint outline and I congratulated myself for my well timed progress. Perhaps I could wee-wee it across the the entire continent if given sufficient time ! The lovesome breezes and a few sips of the crystal clear water system had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a pipe dream of a beautifully stoic Indian woman on a throne of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clad subjects within an underground chamber gesturing at me with a lustful look of mania and mystery. Behind her throne was a pile of what I suspect was uncommon gems in various sizes, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colors. I awoke with a start ; face to cheek with a large iguana type lounge lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining roughage of my wits and said ;

"She awaits you,"My ears rang with the soft, 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 share it with you,"I offered knowing this baby dinosaur wanted compensation as a tour guide.

"Water I have, but it is the cream of your pubes I desire."

My mind conjured an image 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 occupy the water tubes.

The lounge lizard studied me and snapped a fly from the air with its uncharacteristic long spit ; choking it down noisily."A humble predilection, perhaps,"it conceded.

I set the tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to endure the lizard 's last request. A lip less blow job held a sure perverted appeal, but the thought of a lizard with my most prized possession probing its guts took a goliath leap of imagination."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been internal with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't bias and promised to be gentle. The full scene was too surreal, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my limp shaft, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniffed my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the head and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two rows of minuscule incisive tooth into its oesophagus. The sensations were wonderful and I felt my cock filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two prickly claws began kneading my gonads gently as my pelvis rocked with short copulatory jabs. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing pace until my gonad tightened against my torso and the familiar spirit burning that precedes an upcoming release arose. I announced my loss and arched my dorsum as the lizard hung on and take in every drop cloth I could disgorge.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself free from its impalement and licked its lizard rim several fourth dimension. Its form then slowly morphed into a beautiful Native American warrior on all four ; her farseeing black whisker touching the primer coat and her deep black middle piercing my psyche. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a contour shifting warrior with an oral exam fetish. She rose to her foot stealthily and stretched her hand for me to acquire. I grasped it and slowly rose falteringly to espouse her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the metro of pee and turned to encounter her already various strides distant. Her gait was smooth and casual and I struggled to go on up with her. I learned they had gleaned my arrival by my scent, and followed me to the water supply pool through the eyes of the Tyto chick. She explained the mysterious fowl was an university extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until ahead of time evening when the moxie beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a heap atop a stilt of downy plume. As my dream had clearly foretold, a noble Princess, surrounded by a entourage of beautiful women, sat in stately blessing eying my every relocation unemotionally. Two girls rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechcloth and rubbing a crystallise soothing ointment all over my consistence gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the company of the Princess. I took to my articulatio genus and bowed in a universal gesture of respect.

"climb and bandstand before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her helping hand face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless multitudes. Your sacrifice are great and ageless ; your future uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall bond to create my predecessor. Then, you shall have got unrestricted approach to those with whom you choose to mate before you are compelled to give this lifeless plateau on your ongoing quest."Her boldness slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating regard. She had summed up my mission perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, clean and unproblematic ; although the ethereal feeling was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too a lot data. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my knees and my package became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my reproductive system as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to fulfill my mission. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her ribbon and closed her eyes as the room began to swim with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her class and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with multi-colour sparklers and our eubstance twirling like two well versed concert dance dancers. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by flabby Earth tones, sweet mouthpiece watering redolence, and angelic strait.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her dampish hairless slit sliding over my cock like a baseball glove as my sex gland tingled delightfully. Her sweet-smelling sigh and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the sharpness, as my deal grasped onto her concentrated sparkling nipple and she gasped with her blessing. Joined only by our privates and caressing fingertips, we rose to the meridian of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensorial overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the longest, most explosive climax we would ever experience. I could sense my semen thundering through my cock, coating her womb with Wave of spermatozoan filled emollient as her cervix uteri throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily drew my life giving inwardness into her profoundness. Slowly, the experience faded, our eubstance slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the numb surroundings of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the creation I had known, and a woodworking plane of endless ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic closure, holding hands gently as my mind struggled to canvas our transcendental journey beyond the threshold of perceptual experience. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of easygoing feathers where I had originally entered this kingdom with my loincloth intact. On the throne, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a boastfully egg white genus Tyto skirt perched behind her. Humbled beyond Son, I bowed to the crapper, and the Princess smiled a Mona Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the qualities of nobleness ; genuine to my Holy Writ, my land is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow spirit to their barren wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to complete the cycle she already began."A blushing, lanky, girl stepped forward and identified herself as my guidebook. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her forehead 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 trembling eagerness. Dropping to my human knee, I buried my grimace in her scrub. Tasty and virgin, I eagerly lapped up her centre as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a yearn woeful oath as her body succumbed to to my viva voce administration. I eased her down on her back before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her diminished chocolate tit as her torso jerked with every tongue swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and thrust upward forcefully as a long current of absolved smooth seminal fluid bathed my face and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling body had barely recovered when I found the grip and guided my peter into her saturated rim, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery hole. Despite her lack of hymen, she was delightfully soaked and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrusts eagerly and grabbing my gonad with an almost painful clench. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the building insistence and groaned her firing triggering my own orchis draining eruption. Her oculus shot undetermined as she exclaimed she could feel my germ squirt into her uterus. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her yummy physical structure. Within a few brief moments she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged pussy forcefully against my pubic bone ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another coming. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A luxurious woman with flaming in her eyes stepped forward and shed her gown with one Sceloporus occidentalis movement. Her bombastic bosoms begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my face between her Milk travelling bag, savoring the musky perfume and sourish predilection of her vernal hide. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her familiar incoming. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one blue-belly driving force and we collapsed on the base as one deal of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic releases and focusing on my never-ending stimulant. She was a fill fellow traveler, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My expiration required a lifetime of attempt ; Thomas More of a relief than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering corpse exhausted.

function XII

The Princess rose from her stool incidentally baring one of her long sensuous ramification and a pocket-size delicate foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a humble multicolored gem in the palm of my hand before closing my finger around it. My handwriting began to glow and scintillate. The sensation moved up my arm, across my chest, and down into my torso and soon my soundbox was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic commode and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long alright fuzz whispering across her bare shoulder joint as she squatted over my genitals. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could feel her painfully excited pap and enveloping vagina as if her sensations became part of my own. Her rousing, orgasms, and resolve were intimately shared ; our body united sensually to get one. I could feel my marrow fill her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her arms. It was the beginning of a new epoch that would live on a life-time ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the next several cycles, I was subjected to a continual menses of beautifully sensual mate ; experiencing their sensations with the limited power to live up to their individual needs as if they were my own. By the end of the secondment rhythm, the continual line of mate dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a dark underground cavern that dwelt near the great void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic bodily process that constantly placed the life of the habitant in peril. I silently concurred that my mien was surely required there despite my chemical attraction with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of jewels. I held the Princess in my arms as our mutual respect flowed freely between us with sadness and understanding. Two genus Tyto dame were dispatched who gently grasped my arms and, with their three measure wingspread, effortlessly carried me through a 10000 of tunnel into the warm blue sky towards the end of this world.

An endless wall of boneheaded foul smelling Mary Jane, occasionally punctuated by bursts of blue air greenish flames entered our view as we neared our destination. The barren geological formations and lack of flora made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a wear away sense of foreboding as my two bodyguard slowly circled their landing place site and gently dropped me within a measure above the fond volcanic Edward Durell Stone. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, dark skinned natives wielding primitive establishment weapon. They escorted me through a dusty tangle of dimly lit volcanic subway to a large underground vault lit with primitive oil lamps and fanned with a unceasing breeze. Although the oestrus was oppressive, the breeze generated by several huge rustic rooter powered by the hot rising air coming from various minuscule perpendicular venthole made life story bearable.

I stood in the middle of a silent circle of glaring captor pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than contain offspring in this unrelenting surroundings. Finally, a well developed capturer slowly approached me and I extended my hands with flimsy resignation. She timidly patted my pale bureau and patted the bulge in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a corporate gasp escaped the mathematical group. Their weapon 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 gemstone cauldron filled with liquid plaque and various rustic stone stamp nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well Charles Frederick Worth notoriety despite the infernal region it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube for the exit, I grabbed my loincloth and covered my nose and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the dodging route by following the outward rushing airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nigh high point to sketch the surroundings. All around me was smoking desolation yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journeying on pes, was a thin railway line of scattered trees. Followed curiously by the cave dwellers, I set course for the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, ever wary of potential hazards and sweet water. As the back sun hovered over the purview, I sat down and gestured with my work force for something to fuddle. Two of my escorts immediately tumbled across the rock candy and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a closer aspect at my genitals.

one-half baked, these roughneck skinned women were alive with curio and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my software package at will ; chastening only when my gonads were roughly handled. The two daughter suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby spring of warm ( yet potable ) water bubbling from an underground springiness. I let them all drink their filling before diving face first into the small syndicate and quenching my hunger. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the miniature haven to the large regard of my fellow traveler and slowly rolled onto my rear with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the with child members dropped heavily on my thighs and manually manipulated my dick to fullness. Her taut pink pussy, a beautiful contrast to the dark folds of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my cock within her closely dehydrated pussy.

In a landed estate where water is scarce, the human torso accommodates evaporation by redistributing its resource. Since reproductive memory was never required, their natural vaginal lubricant had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar patch pussy. After several painful downwardly strokes, I had to roll out out from beneath her to redeem my remaining peel. I was able to roam over to the spring to bath my throbbing extremity before easing my saturated cock back into her depths. It went much easier this time, when our silent observers suddenly envisioned an alternate root. Soon various early women climbed between us, spit bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist lingua until we both went over the top and my thick cream splashed against her parched uterus. She was quickly pulled free and another took her place. This small chested beauty had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on board smoothly.

The effects of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active and would persist so indefinitely. Between the resistless compounding of viva voce and vaginal stimulus, I was able to propel my baby making batsman abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was Sweet music to my soul and lasted well into the Night as rest finally overtake my last orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the Night, the gaggle of wickedness skinned comrade faded into memory ; undoubtedly returning to their hellish lair and the life-time few desired. Upon my wakening, I donned my loincloth and drank as much H2O as I could without drowning, before heading towards the thin tree business line and the unfilled wombs beyond.

Prologue


Many more escapade awaited before the call of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the small village and the waiting weapon system of a special Doctor. I had penetrated far more pussies than one could ever stargaze of, somehow won the respect of the multitude and earned a well deserved retirement. One night as the physician and I watched our young offspring playing with the other fry along the water 's edge, a blind Andrew Dickson White Light enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an unremarkable white room with a small round of golf table and two spoonful case chairs. A form clad in a translucent white surgical gown seated herself nonchalantly as two recollective root word crystallization glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"union me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the evacuate chairwoman. Her piercing kaleidoscope middle captured my my care and stirred my memory."You have done well, Terran ; the species you inseminated will prosper. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a upstage technologically advanced worldly concern with a decimated male. .."

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

"Upon culmination of your sexual viability testing,"she replied caressing my hand.

"Let 's not preserve a dying public wait,"I suggested as I drained the ruby colored liquid and watched her gown slide from her flawless trunk .