The Mission

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddle form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few essentials before the predicted storm front line arrived. Wrapped in a black garbage bag clutching a small instant generation handbag, the miserable digit beneath the flyover 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 kind into the rearwards arse before easing back into dealings as a strong wind gust heralded the storm reaching. My design of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close adequate to pee-pee the fine hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a peal of thunder that evoked my survival instincts. Cranking up the heater, I guided my aging supporter to the secure car port respective minutes away while dodging the newly spring puddle.

Once parked, I sat for a legal brief eternity to calm my shatter heart until the memory of the roofless bod in the back seat spurred me back to reality. Grabbing the bag of grocery, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete story and struggled to get behind us into my warm flat where I collapsed into my best-loved chair amidst the thundering rain. After a legal brief respite, I studied the bedraggled guest on the floor of the entryway and wondered briefly if a quick call to local law enforcement might have been Thomas More reserve. A dampen moan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to assist. Gently removing the flimsy charge plate raincoat, I instantly became aware my Edgar Albert Guest was female, maybe in her early thirty-something ( hard to state through all the caked grease ), and in critical need of a complete wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer garb, I removed her holey soled place ; her feet were a atrocious recommendation to too many hard tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my articulatio humeri, I gently brought her to her feet for the scant jaunt to the privy. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me enclothe in only the bare necessity necessary to keep her modestness ; a moth eaten jersey and holey panties that barely clung to her anemic hips. I started the bath water and went into the passe-partout bedroom to think some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased 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 pocket billiards of bathing tub water. I gestured for her to hit her remaining clothing and get into the piddle as I gathered her rags and left her to her own gimmick. Throwing some hot water on the cooking stove for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the subway to get acquainted with the storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several instant passed, and I could still hear the urine running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the can door to check on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the remnants of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny frame."Great, a nous deep-fried junky,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to endure. She studied my every relocation, and offered no opposition as I pulled the last vestiges of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to refill, I pulled some liquid soap and a nylon scrubber from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her desolation.

Hairless from the cervix down, her youthful skin and pert breasts forced me to reevaluate my earlier age estimate. Her muck caked eubstance was virtually flawless, without defect or indication of abuse. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water supply, and gently lathered her chest and torso, savoring the texture of her youthful skin as she closed her eyes and leaned back in entry. Her pocket-size breasts with tumid coffee bean colored mamilla were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the aroused figure. Beginning with her tiny metrical unit, I slowly lathered her long sensual stage and thighs, becoming aroused with her quickening sighs of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless fashion plate of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her bouffant lips. Several forceful pelvic thrusts later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my invading hand. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the water shamelessly, contracting her thigh to maintain press. Caught off guard duty, I savored the moment, and continued to loosen her erogenous zones until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her little burble butt and the smooth breaking ball of her back and neck opening before carefully bathing her facial expression. Her eyes fluttered capable, the educatee a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their depths with fascination as I motioned for her to fend for the rinse Hz. The fond water flowed through her silky gloomy hairsbreadth, dislodging clumps of road filth and revealing a naturally beautiful shine that could kibosh traffic. A exhaustive rinsing and gentle towel massage later, her transformation into a goddess was fill out. I stepped back in awe, filling my horse sense with the most beautiful creature with dripping hairsbreadth that I 'd ever seen. A rebuff smiling crossed her exquisite human face and her mesmeric eye held me transfixed as the fart outside began to howl. The southeast rampart of the apartment were pelted with debris as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; meter seemed somehow irrelevant in this dampen white elbow room that surrounded me where a form was sitting at a little rhythm table a light aloofness away. As I rose to my feet feeling self conscious at my nakedness, I surmised I had passed into the realm where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

"Wo n't you unite me,"the induct frame implored with a slight gesture.

Humbly I crossed the distance as a spoonful shaped chairperson materialized side by side to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitalia. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a legal brief, indefinable memory. As I sat, two belittled wine glasses partially filled with a deep red colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red brim for a sip. I tried a gustatory modality of the sweet liquidness, and prompt felt my face flush and my torso undeniably overwhelmed with the motivation to inseminate every useable opening within 100-miles. Knotty fence station even held appeal.

My Host smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en road to a developing satellite to repopulate the resident specie whose male were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose extract you just sampled will insure you and your host 's virility. Our ocean trip is brief - grant me this opportunity to copulate with you and swan your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the death chair, her beautiful curved shape revealed in all their halo. There was not a hairsbreadth to be seen on her fertile olive skin beneath the to the full iniquity mane of slick dark hair. A slight trail of gist trickled down the interior of her odd thigh, and her nerve reflected long ignore desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too much information, too many questions, and overactive hormones all contributed to the giddiness I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest period of the red liquid state in a draft, the once forget mania of my youth returned with geezerhood of involvement and I dove into the two firm globes crowning her heave chest. spit lashing the erect nipples alternately, she briefly confess and wrapped her stage around me as her respiration cranked up several nick. With a speedy work shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a serial publication of sexual climax, bathing my leg with a river of her gist. As her breathing slowed with a final violent pelvic thrust, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the tender underside of her breasts, wandered down to her expectant vulva.

The soused hairless sass oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my lingua into the tight slit. I thirstily savored her toothsome bouquet, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve endings. She grabbed my haircloth and her hips lurched into the air as a fount of her sum spurted into my lip. 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 look contorted with orgasmic hug drug. Quickly positioning my rigid organ at her wet garden pink opening, I waited for her cramp to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and thrust her pelvis rhythmically with my own, cumming several more prison term before I was fully engross - my glans buried in her soft pounding womb. Her vaginal muscle hungrily tightened rhythmically from the root word of my electronic organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrusts to short jabs. I gave her a legal tender buss on the side of her long delicate neck, and her heart flew opened in surprise. Her hands desperately clutched my backside as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscles were cinched so tightly they forced the roue 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 stimulation was so intense I was barely able to stem the flow before releasing several years of seed explosively into her receptive womb. She squealed and arched her hips despite the impact of my full weight unit, shaking uncontrollably with an volatile sexual climax as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic clash of my life, her vagina continued to milk my centre into her shopping centre.

I held her gently as we slowly relaxed, feeling her throbbing pulse radiating through her appendage. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the other side of her neck and her hands wandered through my thinning hairsbreadth and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the soft white luminousness we were bathed in changed to a soft blue and a feminine voice blurted a message in an unknown tongue. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her knees. Placing her hand gently over my will ear, I felt a momentary pin prick within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our reaching is impendent. You have been selected to engender a new propagation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and acquisition. A translator was implanted in your ear to facilitate communication with the native species. Any resistance to adapting to cultural mores of this earthly concern will restrict its phylogeny. Be safe, be happy, and be fruitful."

character I

There was a brief flash of bright light and I was categoric on my back staring at a clear blue sky in the centre of a tropical forest. The air was warm and sweet ; my pot heightened beyond my early anamnesis. With no clothes, no weapon, and no identity, I realized my skills would be my but asset. A few strides away, a magnificent fir tree rose at a convenient angle to alleviate a flying ascent, and I scaled up to the highest point almost effortlessly. There was something in the pick potato chip air that invigorated me. The woodland was dotted with strange leaved trees bearing red fruit - my natural Viagra ! There was smoke rising from several hundred meter away and behind was a declamatory lake or undetermined sea. I could get a line balmy womanly representative on the idle words ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the voices abruptly ceased and the air became still. A bingle voice broke the tyrannical secretiveness and stated it sensed a male presence nearby. Several early clear-cut voices skeptically questioned her observations but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thick underbrush as soon as my feet touched solid state ground. I ran like the breaking wind with the feminine interpreter in by-line until I recalled my missionary work and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animal skinned clad women emerged from the underbrush and tumbled over one another when they slid to a blockage. Their collective mouths dropped unfastened and I suppressed the urge to laugh at the pile of jumbled dead body. From what I could discern, they were physically identical to the women of my reality with keener inherent aptitude. I held my hands out, palms up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the forefront and paused reflecting my gesture. Despite the fur covering her bosom and privates, I could evidence she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to fill my cock with anticipation as my mouth lost the last drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my middle and my overgorge genitals. No words were spoken as she reached out to pertain my cock with long trembling fingers. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my penis. The other female child gathered around in a wet rope and stroked my pectus and bum gently as their leader dropped to her knees and gently explored my packet. I could see where this was headed and eased her manpower away.

"Does it squeeze out the hallowed pick of life story,"she queried."

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu object lesson in BASIC homo intercourse with round-eyed explanations and gestures. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and occasional breaks as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of male counterparts they fell silent until the leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen lead'all men were taken away because the females had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the Godhead intended - a error that would cost them a generation of forlornness. I briefly considered rewriting their think belief but decided against it. evenfall began to adjudicate on the timberland with long shadows as we made our way back to their camp amidst periodic touches and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion fruit'( a gens I termed for their sildenafil like burden ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a fragile psychoactive effect in gain to its erecting sweetening properties.

By the time we reached the lowly enclave of mud huts, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the yield effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the lowly leather shoulder strap supporting the beast skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my genu burying my facial expression into the naturally blond, musky fumble atop her foresighted lavish wooden leg. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed carpet, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the 3rd 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 initiative contact, I rolled onto my back and pulled her on display board.

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

"Eba, my Godhead,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my pounding glans on her clit, and rubbed the two nerve filled member together gently. In to a lesser extent than a arcminute, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic cramp. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the soaked opening and with a mighty knife thrust of my rosehip, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic spasms sent her physical structure into seizures. I thrust deeper again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft fleshy obstruction halted any boost insight. Her twat was inhumanly tight as it milked my peter mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic muscle spasm, Eba tore the fur covering from her tit and exposed the two most perfect globes ever created. Locking my mouth around the penny-pinching coffee bean colored mamilla, I drew the hard teat past my teeth and tongue lashed the tender flesh to the sounds of her ever deepen moans. Again she trembled with yet another coming clamping my cock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best efforts at containment, my over rush cock spewed into her depths as my hips arched to enhance the animation giving vaginal deposit.

With a heights pitched squeal and several unintelligible watchword, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a warm stream of her pee as she lost mastery of her muscleman. Her cryptic respiration's confirmed she was still in our plane of macrocosm, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her exhausted frame to clean myself in a stream that flowed through the center of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the thick hand sewn comforter, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a hanker pause to look up to the flawlessness of her swither sheened skin and the gentle curves of her muliebrity. 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 door covering, I saw the fair sex of the encampment on their knee joint with their drumhead bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small group towards the brook, I patted their mind or shoulders in acceptance, while trying to conceal my superfluity. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering effects of the mania fruit only made me marvel if I was hallucinating. The watch glass cool water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A Edward Young helping hand touched my shoulder and I turned to a barely sericeous street child staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her skin, center, and coarse curly tomentum were a deep coffee brown and her youthful figure oozed virginal innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to pour water on my cervix and shoulders with her hands, smoothing and soothing new biography into me. She wordlessly bathed my member and pegleg, 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 recesses. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your public figure, princess ?"

"Zuri,"she responded in a infantile rustle stroking my cock with her soft hand.

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her tiny physique on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furred bumps of her developing chest. Zuri grabbed my satiate penis wedged between us, and continued her tactile exploration as I gently planted kisses on her face. The former little girl settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with prevision. I was somewhat unnerve by the hearing until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focusing shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her soaked shallow prick, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the edge. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a standardized yet forcibly restrained response on my behalf ; my glans nudging her flyspeck button with each stroke. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too a lot for my Zuri and with a face, her worn nails tore into my back and her leg violently trembled with her number one male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful presentation of orgasmic euphoria.

There were gasps from phallus of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced releases simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for intimation while still clinging to me desperately. Any try to extract myself was met with groans of disapproval as her ramification locked around my second joint. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the water beside us and gently dislodged my cooperator. One was a daze Melanerpes erythrocephalus with yearn hair's-breadth that easily reached the small of her spinal column and crystallization clear vauntingly green eyes. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale long legs over my torso and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her warm up gap hidden in a tuft of brilliant red hair's-breadth. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my tool, throwing her head back with this new erotic experience of manful penetration. Slowly, she slid down the shaft until my glans was fully embedded in her quivering womb.

Although she was not as tight as my two premature lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic jab were Sir Thomas More than sufficient to touch off a long series of orgasmic episode that kept me on the bound of my own release. When her yearn slender fingerbreadth massaged my hyper sensitive scrotum, my attempt at chasteness finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning ejaculate. Her almost inhuman growl and a long stream of orgasmic center that sprayed from her quim signaled her final epic orgasm as I continued to fill her until my musket ball ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our collective energies drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby voices announce their own orgasmic expiration.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a heavy fir eccentric Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with my forefront resting in Zuri 's lap while respective other female child gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my skin. A plate of exotic yield including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's articulatio genus, and upon my awakening, she fed me slices of the delightful indigenous 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 helping hand while rising to her feet.

During the next few minute she entertained my interrogative sentence and shared her Bob Hope for the future. Without the protein of male sperm cell, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's urgency. This world circled two sunshine and had a speedy celestial orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal conversion. Much of the planet was unknown to them ; apparently occupied by small nomadic hunter gatherer group with abundant resources that minimized territorial conflicts. Certain mixer characteristic of spoken language and inherited cohesion were quite well developed, without the necessary of gain applied science. It was a Sion of sorting where ignorance was seventh heaven. My attempts at explaining my root were met with such awe and disbelief that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that dissemination of my seed must be global, not restricted to one small grouping. She nodded solemnly in agreement and motioned for the former extremity of the kin group to join us.

Several coal black charwoman made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with large doe center, kissable full moon lips, small round chest, and full rose hip. I made eye middleman and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth lineament of her cheek ; her modest lip trembling with anticipation, and belittled beads of sweat forming on her articulatio humeri. Her entire pinnace tit accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her work force cupped my face lovingly. I broke the candy kiss and and let my tongue explore the docile curves of her farseeing cinnamon colored cervix and shoulders She pulled my nous towards her and rolled her forefront back to attend towards the heavens amidst ecstatic moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky perceptiveness of her skin, removing her fur clothing and knife bathing her trembling feminine curves until I eased overt the dark brown valley covered with a unhorse coating of loggerheaded dark roll. Her pink vagina, a colorful contrast to her otherwise deep brown hide, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy rim open with one hand, I slipped my forefinger into the fuddled pink flesh until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the supply ship bod of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to drive her over the bound explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my dick into her vibration orifice. With one gentle jab, the pall of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her center shot open with surprise, and her vaginal bulwark tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more explosive sexual climax shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst several unreadable exclamations.

Fighting the itch to ruthlessly plunder her slit, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slowly deep thrusting. Her body decompress and her venter rose corresponding to my insight. The ardent silkiness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by tight rhythmic contraction of her vaginal muscularity. Each boob bobbling drive became a test of my power to contain my impending orgasm. Her rapid arousal matched my own to where the first volatile stream of neck bathing spermatozoan sent her into unrestrained fit that almost make me light up of her arcing torso.

The difference of the clan formed a tight band around us, and one of her fellow traveller gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my binding where she immediately dove face first onto my expended pipe organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining end of our orgasm away with her tongue. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the clear Amytal green sky, as several beautiful maiden over scurried over with a scale of passion yield and a wood hewn bowl of rain cats and dogs piss. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering signifier of my latest inhibit Virgo, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her bodies'desperate attempts to retrieve stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense batch of underbrush, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting shrieking not unlike a ring of blood thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to acquire a justificatory stance as my gracious horde splintered into the woods with shrieks of affright. Only briefly did I fascinate a glimpse of a lizard hide wrapped warrior before a vicious thrill to my gonads sent my partially digested cacoethes fruit onto the jungle floor and the lights of awareness into blissful darkness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the back of an overgrown bird of prey type lizard, my seawall screaming in agony with every puppet step. Gratefully, knowingness escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy mound on my rear with my extremity securely tied with thick vines in a counterpane eagle position. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my body and could vaguely hear the voices of my captors somewhere beyond my field of study of vision. A large shadow blocked my battlefield of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. affright stricken, I struggled needlessly to unblock myself only to have my chest covered with a gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and sealed my circumstances rested on the long course of sharp tarter stained teeth, I lost control condition and released a yearn watercourse of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's intimation was disgusting ! The rough spit was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genitals from my body when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the wight wandered off sulking.

A lizard skin clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some semblance of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the genital rape was unawares lived ; she bucked several multiplication with an apparent orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of honor of perspective. Suddenly a group of similarly drape women of all size and colors appeared and one by one subjected me to the whip sexual experience of my sprightliness. Unable to free myself without tearing Thomas More cutis from my wrists and articulatio talocruralis, I was destined to spend the next several hours experiencing the number dehumanization of multiple assault. When attempting to voice my soreness, I was brutally slapped until disconnected numbness set in. I was viewing the full spectacle from somewhere external my forcible self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some point I had drifted into a a world of fantasy where love and beaut thrived. When my senses finally returned at the mount of the first ( and shining ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summertime flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely unsounded. Suddenly a face appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to know why I had not fertilized her fellow. I pretended not to hear, while being stunned at her apparent communicative ability. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of sight. Somewhat win over my portion was at hand, I closed my eye and let the audio of the sweet cooling breezes make music to my trouble spirit.

It was drear when I felt my extremity being released and respective sets of hands drag me over to a crackling fire pit. My assailants were silently gathered in a tractor trailer rophy staring unmercifully at me and my bareness. A shadowy figure in lizard pelt with a tirade of feathers regally walked over to me and with an authoritative voice asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her unwavering gaze, I shook my caput no and turned away awaiting another Gustavus Franklin Swift kick that never came. It was so quiet that a pin free fall could have telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our request remain unanswered - throw this wight into the valley of night."

With hardly the effectiveness to speak, I extended my arms upward to aid my capturer in expediting my dying.

"Great queer,"a faint voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own eyes I saw this puppet fertilize a dark skinned female person. It may not experience of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

"This brute 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 compeer, young warrior ; it is for that very understanding they were banished. It is only by the goodwill of our sacred female parent that we will get rich once more ; not by our hand or the custody of this creature."I groaned loudly as silence enveloped the camp.

Finally the Queen scatter out her arm in an unmistakable gesture of her authority ;"We are the sister of the tart toothed brute, destined to lord over this human beings and hold up endlessly with the female parent of animation bearers. Bind this creature beyond our camp and feed it. At the aurora of the minute sun, I shall let on the circumstances of this puppet as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relief and was drug over to a large Tree just beyond the visual compass of the camp where they secured me by my ankle. various denture of intellectual nourishment with a big urn of water supply were placed just within my ambit and I was left to the peaceful reconditeness of the Night. Downing well-nigh of the water I dove into a plate of singed meat that was hard to jaw but palatable, and respective warmth fruit.

My Department of Energy gradually returned and I was able to dislodge my bound leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my capturer had a no idea of my recuperative capabilities. Curiosity compelled me to crawl back to the camping site as quietly as I could to get some perceptivity on my potential drop fate. Within a few present moment I located the enceinte rock dwelling in the encampment and quietly made my way to a minor dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a figure shrouded in cut translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out dower of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the discrete impression that the veiled god mother reviled all male person who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible mission of intimate subjection. When the world-beater left the structure to get some water and fruit, I squeezed through a pocket-size window to confront the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the winding-sheet, I encountered an aged charwoman, definitely beyond baby bearing geezerhood that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this little subculture or ending the life story of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her trembling aspect and decided abstract thought would be the beneficial approach. At first terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her gumption about the previous Earth she lived in, and why she had taken such a punishing melodic phrase against the aggressive male person of her species. In act, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her world and hoped to reintegrate sex as a confident mutual act. As the queen re-entered the habitation, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a bare gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense moments filled with intense conversation between the two women followed until finally, with a personal suspiration of relief, the Queen seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled meat, and how bewitch her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first time I was able-bodied to see the cleaning woman behind her authoritarian burlesque as she explained how to amplify call back projections to control the creatures and pass non-verbally ; a simple-minded mental process few of her subordinates could twin. When the elder cleaning woman commented on the sad physique 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 experienced, and with gentle caresses soon had my battered pipe organ throbbing with anticipation. She then turned to the Queen and explained the actual physical process involved in human relation with a few suggestions I randomly offered for clarification. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the heel of her right animal foot was firmly pressed against her hairy scrub. The surroundings had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god mother that words fail to describe.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her vauntingly nipples on her floppy child self-feeder became aroused. With my left over arm wrapped around her back fondling the sore nipple, my mighty hand delved into the furry gray-haired haired grab and found her clitoris, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp affectionateness between the extended flapping of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my touch, and her breathy low growling encouraged me to progress to the following level. Cradling her psyche with one hired hand while supporting myself with the early, I slowly laid her back onto the stain covered base as she positioned my Hammond organ between her nether back talk. With one quick thrust, I was enveloped in her fondness and she was writhing like a Virgo the Virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not train well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lubricator, burning painfully with each jab. The Queen moved closer with mania filled optic, and stroked the other elder woman 's hairsbreadth as she glanced between her peg from time to prison term.

A generation void of male companionship was quickly resolved when the god female parent feebly arched her hip and groaned awash with her long overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to economise my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my Hammond organ forcefully before letting go. The faggot 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 anatomy and positioned my beaten-up raise cock at the world-beater 's sexual entranceway. Unlike her Mother, the world-beater was extremely loaded with far more energy, forcing my battered organ slowly into her depths with forceful thrusts of her hips. It took the sum of my genial feat to continue my erecting 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 quench the burning at the stake irritation and sat on my heels.

For a few brief moments, a feeling of stunned surprise crossed the face of the Queen, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her feet, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her tongue at a deep purple clot near the groundwork and several bleeding lacerations along the dig. Her girl returned with several thick leaves which she squeezed to extract a flannel syrupy liquidness she gently massaged into the traumatized organ. Almost immediately, a assuredness soothing alleviation overwhelmed my crotch and spreading throughout my bring down torso. My erection faded quickly along with the burning annoyance. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few kayoed import, the poof reciprocated, locking sassing with unbridled Passion of Christ. Sensually, we remained locked together until the need for air finally tore us apart. My workforce slid from her face down her articulatio humeri and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arm. Somehow, this spare curricular natural process was sufficient to let the blood to ease back into my groin, and without farther foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entry and spread her legs as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my torso. With the acquisition of an experienced sporting lady, she slowly forced herself down on my slick rod until her clit was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moans of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic philharmonic of sexual desire.

Despite the soreness, the foreplay was overwhelming and I soon filled her with rake tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my trunk as her own coming jolted her muscular frame. Rocking her articulatio coxae as her muscular tissue milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard pelt covered breast touched my chest. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the nerveless extract onto my rapidly deflating genitals. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her Mother rolled to my vacant side in a live up to euphoric sandwich. The poise healing balm soothed my buffet private parts and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still gloomy when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her slumber. It took a few moment to bring in my bearings before I awoke my hosts with gentle kisses and advised them that my front might not be well accepted by their case. The fag gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree diagram outside the inner circle where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would get rid of my freedom. Breaking our embracement, I leaned over and secured the Mexican valium before taking a seat next to the void home plate to wait my soon to be disclosed fate. The Queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the trail from whence we came. Despite her unflattering attire, the full moon round breaking ball of her pelvic girdle left a most delightful imaginativeness to fall departed to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the bright glare of a full sun woke me to get the son of Godzilla hovering over me. nervous to try my newly acquired cognition of mental manipulation, I focused on the beast giant cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a look of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's vast hulking frame down and rolled next to me with an earth shaking thud. Not quite sure as shooting of how to utter my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's schnoz. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the tantrum in tot disbelief until the Queen moved through the grouping and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her arms wide as she spoke.

"sister,"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 fill up our lifeless uterus 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 paying attention of his given blessing and share your feminine gifts freely for surely he will provide the seed we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her deal and helped me to my groundwork. I embraced her gently and kissed her forehead."My Queen,"I began,"My nub will be willingly shared with all who desire for a clip. I only require your trust and understanding."

"Make ready a abode for our source giver Sister, and prepare a feast ! Let us welcome the father of our time to come ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The kindred broke Forth in energize babbling and scurried back towards the inner circle while I turned to the patient creature and patted his jowls again. Despite his unusual dietary demand, his gentle servitude was most welcome. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to resurrect. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his feet and slowly rose to his full three tarradiddle height, adjusting to my alien presence in the process. In surprisingly little time, I had my monstrous associate trained to simple hand gestures for direction and speed, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a master and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youth, he dined on leaves as well as little scurrying mol case critters that wandered across our path while exhibiting a unlikely gentleness around mankind. We took a trip through the forests and up the slope of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an occasional Passion yield and gained a good impression of the lay of the land. The geology, phytology, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rock and roll and plant life, although exchangeable to the wild of my home earth, displayed alone evolutionary device characteristic. The creatures were somewhat alike also, although my saddle horse was by far the bombastic of the fauna we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial airfield, we arrived at the volcanic strobile and viewed a immense jungle extending to an ocean filled visible horizon. Beyond the mountains in the opposing direction was a semi arid plain stitch with entirely unique plant and ruck of bovines with longsighted antelope curved automobile horn. skirt of brilliant feather were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava stream, I found scores of malleable stones that could easily be fashioned into penetrating border for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered light up of a small aboriginal small town as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's instinct, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard fille 's coterie where the girls were scurrying about in prediction of our riposte. The fire in the gist of the refugee camp was roaring in strength and perch with some case of skinned fowl where stuck in the ground around the perimeter. The baby 's cutis glowed in the firelight and diminished little flowers were sprinkled in there hair and in bands around their mortise joint. Their lizard tegument were replaced by thin green translucent wrap that barely concealed their feminine assets and blended sensually with their bronzed skin. It was a refresh mountain to my wandering eyes and my rapidly mend package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a stilt of discarded skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log rostrum next to the world-beater where the hewn table before me was filled with indigene airiness. It was and submerge show of hospitality.

As a stranger in a strange land with sperm my but bargaining chip, I was compelled to part some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her beauty for the first time. Her breasts were replete with small pebbled teat, her long neck and toned legs oozed sensualism, her long brunet hair and frail seventh cranial nerve feature article bestowed with rich full lips beckoned my arousal, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to displace as close to her as possible. She smelled of seraphic carnations that required every troy ounce of restraint I could come up to prevent a full frontage passion attack. I took her hand and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to follow my lead. We wandered into the nearby Mrs. Henry Wood amidst the wanton brilliance of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a woodlet of stout bushes cover with jaggy branches. Quickly snatching them from the indulgent earth, I procured the queen regnant 's stone tongue and quickly fashioned pitchfork supports. Gently kissing her delicious sass passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the oil spit over the fervency, placing three of the roasting domestic fowl on one cross-member. With a fast tutorial, my hosts soon had all the gist on similar, quickly fabricated spit they were slowly turning the stewing fowl. The Queen and I returned to our preselected prat and held hands as we watched the festivity. Micromeria juliana highly intoxicating drinks were liberally served. respective girls sang a strange symmetrical ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several Passion fruit, I leaned back to relish the gentle senior high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the substance was served and we feasted. It 's dear to be the King !

Fully satiated from the delicious banquet, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious hosts gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the sole Sung dynasty the came to bear in mind :"Kumbaya."My rendition did not turn over the melodic line justice, but my captive audience was entranced by the unknown other worldly sounds, swaying hand in hired man from incline to side with closed eyes. Several cried. I then boost them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our corporate voice. I wondered briefly if the inhabitants of Earth could take heed us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal proposition song. As the melodious phone began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to tolerate along side.

"It is fourth dimension to commence the descent of our preciously seed, sis !"She turned to me with a strange flavour on her face and I felt me knees get to tremble."We can not allow you the freedom to mate on your own pact. Your are the slave of the sister of the Knife Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final repast, the extract of the Vermilanda germ was added to your crapulence. This take out enhances your birth rate while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her guinea pig with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of joining, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sis first. By this meter on the morrow you shall all have the seeded player of sprightliness growing within you and the life presenter will join his banished brothers !"A shrill, ear piercing cheer rose from the crowd as two set of manus firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed lean to and I was firmly tied facing pages eagle on my backrest.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the fake bonding the merry environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspicions. These pitiless bitches were brutal ! As the first lizard skinned recipient role mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly have the sensations of being fucked to destruction. lot can be a barbarous mistress, yet succumbing to a shelling of pussy pound seemed a most fitting demise. After spewing my firstly hot warhead into the pie-eyed orgasmic pussy riding me, I felt my feverish gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing sprightliness giving ejaculate at a never before experienced pace. Soon the nameless snatch lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the overactive nerve endings in my crotch, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the Nox, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending battery of wanton puss accompanied with sighs of passion and orgasmic curse word.

By the early morning, I was fading in and out of realness when a thunderous crash stimulated the finale Panthera uncia of my epinephrin into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to pull my wrist joint into survey and untie the mi. I sat up to find Godzilla staring at me with a curious gaze. I gave him the most cheerful greeting I could come up as I fumbled with the vines around my ankles. Unable to rise to my feet, the Jurassic giant gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the lean to and several nearby domicile amidst the terrify screams of the occupier. My cognisance faded as we thundered into the jungle.

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I awoke sometime later under a large palm type Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with a soft sea zephyr massaging my fatigued limbs. Two Robert Brown skinned young lady with splendid white tooth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of Sweet tasting piss from a shallow arena while the other fumbled with the discolored remnants of my discolored genitals. I rose briefly to my human elbow and my two lilliputian Angel Falls bolted as I felt the familiar gust of disgusting breath on my rachis. Turning, I wrapped my blazonry as far as I could around the leprose neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bluff rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the land of the animation. Commanding him to feed, it turned and took a few stair before returning to my incline. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an foresightful beach with spark white gumption framed by the towering tree diagram of a jungle. A shortstop distance from where we stood was was a small assemblage of undecided air huts covered with interlocking palm type leaves and a mathematical group of human being crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden spears at the prepare. Along the shore was a notched personal line of credit of small paw hewn vessels with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hand extended, I fell face first into the soft sand. It was too ahead of time and I was far to weak to trust my own facility. The two young maidens hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing respective more sips of water down my parched throat.

Despite their fears, the leaf clad grouping slowly approached with their artillery poised. Ever mindful of my trusted companion, they eased ever snug until one of the older women extended a pocket-sized dowery of fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her place it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the delicate bloodless flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a seance position. Feebly, I pointed to my companion and repeated his epithet slowly several times before collapsing with exhaustion. The bunch mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spears. One of the Whitney Moore Young Jr. girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his monolithic head and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the stallion group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my associate basked in their open attention ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his monumental bulk.

Several of the elder women broke from the grouping and crouched adjacent to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the early two focused on the lifeless flesh between my ramification. Their hands had evolved with shortsighted translucent webs between their fingerbreadth which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my weapon system over their shoulders, they eased me back to one of the shanty, and made me comfortable on a sand stuffed shock of leaves. several photographic plate of Pisces the Fishes meats and yield were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamworld. Every time I stirred, one of the lowly girls immediately tried to stuff something in my mouth, while the former gently smoothed a clear refreshing liniment over my tired corpse. respective day passed before I was able to take brief manner of walking along the beach with the support of one of my master of ceremonies and the devoted escort of my two legged companion.

One break of day I awoke to the warmth of the suns rays streaming across the floor to watch the fleet of a dozen or so pirogue canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with various tasks ; cooking, cleanup, sewing, and gathering carapace that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two Cy Young girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a plate of solid food and a small vessel of cream they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful eye of several cleaning woman sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing pick into my reviving genitalia. The normal color of my shaft had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was hope my delegacy could take up, thanks to the skillful care of my new found companions.

One of the charwoman set down her work 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 dwelling house federation of tribes by lounge lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an extract from a seed before I was forcibly work party raped until my two legged companion rescued me and brought me to this blank space. After a few seconds to analyze my account, she nodded and confirmed my have infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a tenacious row of similarly shaped vessels perched atop a retentive shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee muddle ; pouring a few drop cloth of burning liquid 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 canonic terms that the blood serum only neutralized the poison in my system of rules, and the only likely cure was found in the malice of the jet black sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the base of my member ( peen ). After the genital contumely I 'd already receive, I was n't too eager to experience a ophidian gnaw on my cock, yet the option of a lifetime of infertility was even lupus erythematosus appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitalia lovingly and shared her knowledge of this kindred of sea people, how they traded with other tribe than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the Male strangely succumbed all-night and the women were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned kin group were known throughout the terra firma as merciless warriors with an unwritten agendum of conquest. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the selection of her kindred and her public. It was apparent her wisdom would be a great asset to my adjustment and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the hollow loneliness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my compass as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could find this cock biting snake and she withdrew slightly with a concern etched on her face.

"We shall observe one in the pools of low water when my fellow traveler return - be aware few have survived their bite."

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

"Not long,"she responded in a hushed articulation,"you are not of this public are you ?"

I shook my top dog no and smiled, hoping to ward off any promote disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue caused by our awkward side drew us apart. The two new girls sat next to me, and I showed them how to make for tic-tic-toe in the sand. The large head word of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree line and I rushed out to greet my old protagonist. I sensed he had found a mate, and he leaned down to for me to put on him. Once securely on add-in, we were thundering off into the hobo camp amidst a flock of brightly colored birds with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. respective hour later, we were close to foothills when my mount slowed his stride close to a big opening in the rock face. Strolling casually towards the obscure possibility, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat pocket-sized version of Godzilla with a row of six teats down her chest of drawers appeared and chirped a luxuriously sales pitch twitter in response. Dino making love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her match playfully.

My trusted place slowly lowered his brain and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly pelt with acceptation. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any reverence I harbored. I gently patted their mandibula simultaneously while they returned gentle nudge, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual adherence. Projecting a vision of the number one get together and subsequent deliverance, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to mount him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long pace that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief coup d'oeil of the lizard bitches bivouac before the squad of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into obliviousness amid a barrage of wooden shaft that fell harmlessly to the priming coat. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the shrouded figure of the god mother into the dense underbrush just as my mount flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the junk had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a shaft, I quickly circled the cadaver of the camp on understructure, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a tight circle. With the towering physiognomy of two wolf behind me, I commanded the shakiness survivors to live in repose with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my shaft, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two companions to rub their lower jawbone in gratitude.

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It was then I noticed the spear shaft extending from the soft lower 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 detached and I was drenched with a shower of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest leaf of a nearby tree diagram, I crammed it against the open injury and used my back to form a pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and forth like an with child Father on bringing day. A suddenly time later, as my strength waned, I slowly eased away from the stopgap dressing and grabbed several calabash that appeared integral. Racing to the river, I found a growth of plants bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my battered crotch. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off several leaves on my way back to the internet site hoping they worked as well on dino skin as they worked on my secret role. Gently bathing the wound and applying the leafage extract onto a impudent leaf, I pressed the fecundation to her abdomen and the look of ecstasy that bed cover across her features was beyond priceless.

For the next several minute, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The bond paper of combine we formed that afternoon was impregnable than I had ever known. As the beginning sun waned and the less sun reached culmination, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a abbreviated exchange of grunt, Godzilla bowed it 's nous and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the Greenwich Village by the sea pausing occasionally to rest along the way. The total group of fair sex quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a sec dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle care the womanhood gave. The cleaning woman who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the lean back creature with several different ampul of philosophers' stone, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her administration, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two Lester Willis Young girls eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal syndicate with a large black eel thrashing the weewee into froth and the first tendrils of reverence gripped my gut. I was eased onto my backbone and my two little templet immediately began to caress my genitals, while others straightened out my branch and sat on them with their full exercising weight. I took oceanic abyss breathing place and watched four of the fisher, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombies, pull a six foot slimy mass of struggling flesh into the capable air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon several others joined in to help them. Losing my spunk I struggled to unloose myself. Despite my battle, the two Danton True Young girls continued their gentle and in force stimulation as it gradually subdued my panic reaction with unmistakable stimulation. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the soft supple work force were withdrawn and my member was engulfed by a cold slimy sheath.

Suddenly, various pin prick around the base of my pecker sent jounce of lightning up my spine followed by a fiery inferno that rapidly spread through my torso like a wildfire. The Inferno increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my pain threshold like a runaway railroad train. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into dusty quiver accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a purplish hue, while my formal had swollen into hard softball sized secretor stretching my scrotal sack so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating pain spread upwards and I voided the contents of my venter, almost choking in the appendage. As my tortured awareness began to fade, an explosive eruption of bloody yogurt textured elimination spewed high school into the air from the head of my cock. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my awareness briefly returned and somebody was spoon feeding me while another held a frigidness compress to my forehead ; then darkness. As the first streams of dayspring light glittered across the open sea, I opened my middle and realized my febricity had broken. My groin felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Reich entering Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the entire village in assorted stead of ease while the tired center of the healing women studied my every flection intently. Outside, my two dino Friend peered through the spread in the leaves apparently recovered from their romp through the lizard bitch den. I mustered a brief smiling and stretched my limbs as my sleeping fellow traveller began to stir.

With a breathing spell a bracing sea air I hugged the cleaning woman who had remained by my side throughout the entire trial by ordeal and whispered I would now name her my Doctor of the Church. She smiled wistfully as the two new young woman stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a gentle kiss on each of their os frontale. A brawny, partially dressed adult female stepped forward with the head of the loathsome creature. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two Brigham Young supporter gestured towards the sparkling sea. With simple enthusiasm, they helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way into the poise refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of life and expectant healing philosophers' stone of all drew me into its bosom like a loving female parent. An errant splash and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly surf. Soon we were joined by the entire disrobed federation of tribes in gleeful uninhibited play until I was finally drug back up to the doctors hut exhausted.

The doctor immediately forced my legs apart and applied a assuasive cream to my genitals, gently coating the integral length and recesses until I began to harden. Discolored and somewhat ill-shapen, my peter was awake with star. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first, and started to rub my scape up and down her furry slit. She murmured a short lived protest as her instinctive congress inherent aptitude occluded logical thought. Grinding her pelvis against my genital organ, her head tilted back and her breathing grew fragment. As one of my deal encased the to the full mound of her chest, my early hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entrance. Her eyes shot spread out and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious muscle contraction within.

The remainder of the tribe gathered closely to watch her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my work force explored the seasoned softness of her knocker. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic brawn squeezed shut and her articulatio coxae dropped forcefully into my lap with a retentive overdue coming. The surrounding crowd cheered coaxing and unexpected jest from both of us. Automatically, I began to shove my hips again and she whimpered another brief dissent as she gently returned my thrusts. She climaxed several more times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my semen into the mouth of her uterus. We held our position for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphory. bloody ejaculate dribbled between her second joint as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the melodic phrase of exertion and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two footling companions with a heaping plate of exotic food and the doctor with a broad smile on her boldness. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my come and found it contained a minute total of cum but more fourth dimension was required for my full virility to return. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my private parts ; making my cock hard only to watch it shrivel. The Doctor produced a large modesty leaf and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waistline. I could feel my enduringness 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 elementary mast. Collectively sharing melodic theme, we soon designed a executable framework that I would spend much of my waking minute the next few day constructing and instructing on the use of the large folio sheet. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to inseminate my two fellow traveler when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea picnic,"there was much agitation in the pack. The stalwart little trade took to the water like a veteran pro, responding to helm and sail gracefully. After several trial tally, she sailed out of visual modality on the outgoing tide only to return various hours later with a grade of baskets filled with fish. There was a great deal celebration that night, and some of the most palatable seafood stunner I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her fellow traveller Nell coaxed me away from the festivities, and showed me their buck private playground hidden from the cantonment in the nearby jungle. It would be the farsighted anticipated end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her dorsum gently, slowly removing her foliage shrouded consistence and covering the newly exposed flesh with a multitude of candy kiss. Her vernal predisposition brought her to the verge of orgasm almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing dead body, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy opening, I thrust into her depths. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my ravishment on her nasty cunt, gaining a few centimeters with each thrust. My glans kissed her cervix even though my dick was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her crocked vaginal muscularity was virtually inconceivable yet the pressure was more than sufficient to get her over the border with a continuing series of orgasms. Pressing my hip joint against her firmly to forestall powerful expulsion, she bucked her hips with youthful zeal. After several minute she wailed a final good word of pleasure and crack. As she completely relaxed, I was able-bodied to withdraw amidst the distinctive fluttering sound of a pussy wind.

Nell was sitting with her knees to her Kuki-Chin and her back against a tall tree with oculus as big as ash grey dollars. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a fourth dimension, her instincts overwhelmed her fears and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid electric organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless flesh. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her chest to find a beautifully puffy rima oris watering coffee brown nipple. My rooster immediately stirred as I engulfed the spiritualist flesh with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to expose the remainder of her nubile body.

Sensing her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the magical unexplored territory of her body with gentle kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my forward motion to permit her time to accommodate to the new sense impression. By the clip I had exposed her bright pink clit, her body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist peach fuzz and her first orgasm erupted violently. I gave her several minutes to find stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate places. She grabbed my haircloth forcing me deeper into the Brown puffy congregation as she rapidly ascended to her sec orgasm. Her rosehip arched with youthful athleticism as she released a retentive stream of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling frame, I positioned myself and quickly thrust into her tight quim at the moment she began to slack up. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained precious millimeter within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix uteri. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her snatch accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upward poking muscles of of glossy tunnel. She quickly rose to another climax, only this sentence, I continued my assault to celebrate her over door. When the two gentle hands of Sandy began caressing my butt and lower extremities, I lost the few character of chasteness holding me back and thrust one last time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting body and quickly positioned my still stiff dick at her vaginal opening. Slowly engulfing as often of the length as her piddling body could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with more than enough stimulation to keep me rigid. Her ride was somewhat longer this sentence, nonetheless it provided an even bully number of orgasmic handout than during our first encounter. How beautiful her bare bouncing lilliputian mamilla breasts appeared now covered with a fine sheen of sweat. One of her unloosen paw reached behind to squeeze my depleted sex gland as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the end of my prostate a second metre 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 still tear trickling down her cheek.

parting V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the company deal in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile companions a part candy kiss, I strolled into the calm sea and bathed myself before taking a bum side by side to the Doctor. She smiled and her free hand found the furrow in my modesty leaf, gently cupping my package and leaning against me while the two new fair sex were excitedly babbling to the other char which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my determine resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her brain still tucked to my chest ; and I asked her to key out her youth. She was the only child of the only Doctor of the tribe. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the ways of known medicine as her beginner eventually became the drawing card of the kinship group. When the"great dying"passed over their world, her Mother resumed the leadership role amongst much turmoil and focused the grouping on survival techniques and hope.

The Doctor rose to her feet and called the clan together asking them to spring a line from the youngest for the first time to the Old. Numbering them in order from the new to the oldest, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most virile first while monitoring my progress through the mathematical onward motion while assuring I would not be"overextended."The first girl was a pudgy trivial morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first. The Doctor explained my torso required sentence to regenerate more semen between face-off, and my military mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their folk. A corporate moan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach.

Taking center stage, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the genital mechanism, methods of physical arousal, and the mental connection. I then asked my starting time married person to step forward and explained the female reproductive system as she nervously wrung her hands. Gently guiding her to the backbone I encouraged the others to link up us, as I massaged her knoll and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her eyes pip outdoors in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clit and the other applied gently stroked the anterior wall of her vagina. With a oink she succumbed to a flesh riffle orgasm ejecting a small pond of creamy white gist. Gently removing my fingerbreadth, I licked the delightful cream from my digit as several of the participating audience breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the girl gently on the buttock as she continued to squeeze with sensual passing, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where necessary to insure they all would get the joys of orgasm.

Shortly before sunup, I filled the precious beauty at my side with a incumbrance of my source and held her close as she drifted off to slumber before rising quietly and taking a legal brief dip in the rising lunar time period. The coolheaded refreshing water invigorated my liveliness, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering companions I had ruefully ignored over the past several twenty-four hours. Rubbing and tickling their roughly skin, we were soon frolicking in the gray dawning brightness level invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a development of towering swamp Gunter Grass. I noticed the broken stems were hollow and remembered the tribe collecting H2O from a nearby stream. Stumbling to my infantry, I tried to extirpate one of the larger Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it liberate. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the rod back to camp I had hurriedly tied to his tail with some nearby vines.

The concerned medico greeted us as we neared and received aristocratical nudges from my two unlikely escorts. I described my estimation of a community center with running water for the unsophisticated kitchen and bathroom with a rock lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled several intention and as the small fleet left on the early morning tide, we assembled work bunch and began twist. The two giant lizards were irreplaceable, digging trenches with their tails and dragging the fallen logs to their required address. By crepuscule, leaves were being intertwined on the raftsman of the self-colored social structure and water trickled along the tube on the wall to drain into a rock lined cisterna close to the low tide levels. I had taken two new couple during the day, introducing them to the joys of copulation and filling them with my reclaim seed.

By dusk, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leaves and my new, hemangioma simplex blond fellow was eagerly demonstrating her stimulation techniques, sucking my shaft deep into her throat as I fought to deter the overwhelming urge to fulfill her entrails. Finally pulling her free, I rolled her onto her back and plunged into her depth like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the heart and soul of our arousal. I awoke to the early sun 's re pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn George Bush against my cock in wild wantonness. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed profundity, and let her make her way with me, more as a spectator than a actor. Our mutual orgasms awoke half the clique and pulled out every ounce of semen my dead body had stored within. The beaming sun was at full moon force out by the clock time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bathroom to wash the bloodline and orgasmic essence from my chapfallen privates. Sex with this grouping was far from mundane and beyond my fantastic dreams.

Several more glorious day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open water and regain the association I had made years earlier as a Lester Willis Young sailor in the Navy. One shining first light, I disentangled myself from the loving arms of a passionate brunet and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their net income 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 of business on the apparent horizon, the women evolved into a brash, uninhibited dance band of dockworker. We worked punishing to pull out the meshwork filled with multicoloured carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. primitive flint knife flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their entrails saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude oil sense of humour and a list of never before heard profanities that left my sides aching from laughter.

Once the Fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rushing body of water as we turned about to return to their home beyond the horizon. number one, however, it was essential to clean the scales and innards from our peel and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp assuredness water with regardless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu translation of water tag, when two unattackable hands tugged me underwater and pulled me downward at an unbelievable speed ; my auricle popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid ancestry. My final cognitive opinion were the darkness that now enveloped us, as we continued to come down further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warmly lit way with a breathing setup covering my nose and mouthpiece and a seethe mechanical device poised over my genitals. Adorned with a white surgical cap, mask, and full distance surgical scrubs, a number appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an saintlike spokesperson. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the masquerade party and turned to a banking concern of instruments punctuated with flashing multicolored lights and a bank of IBM datum tapeline spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era science fiction B movie. She finally turned to confront me again while gingerly holding a strip of wide whitened tape measure punctuated by an unreadable series of holes.

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

A door silently slid heart-to-heart and a beautiful brunet dressed in a pearl littered gown entered oozing of nobility. With a nod, she dismissed the medical exam assistant and stared at my openness passively."We regret your abduction, and ask for your cooperation,"she finally spoke unemotionally.

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

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

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my eye, numb to any boost conversation. Although this submarine world housed the most evolved culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable forfeiture of my solitary exploration and insemination effort were unwelcome. Further, the human-centred summons of repopulating an unsuspecting world by any one subculture would certainly evoke certain conditions not unlike the authorities of my native Earth. Reanna studied my case intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no consideration to our fertility dissemination other than your sworn promise to retain the secrecy of my orbit. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful collection of your life giving semen, to follow up on your life story of nondiscriminatory sexual intercourse for pleasure without the insistency of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be Nice to learn of your humankind and technologies developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to share the closed book of my native world for fear it may castrate your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate dispersion of my essence may expose a host of interbreeding variable star that will invariable alter the evolution of your inherent species."

"We must entrust our destinies to our Jehovah for the future is beyond our conception ; and have faith in our given ability to settle whatever incongruities that may rise,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most refresh, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to jazz the future of our world comes from the lumbus of such a baronial creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as various co-occurrence scurried over to the banking concern of dials and push button, while another gently lowered a large mechanical device over my pubes, fumbling to point my withered electric organ into a affectionate synthetical opening. She then slid a minuscule probe into my tooshie, and placed a liquid bag like social organization gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating globe within. After a few fragile second, the machine hummed to life ; easy electrical charges bathed my ball and prostrate, while soft suction pulled my cock fully into the a sleeve with a small-scale inflatable ring that secured the device to the al-Qaeda of my dick. Varying electrical shocks surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my shaft. Although the sense datum were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in Recent epoch days and climax eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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

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

"Oh yes, with a excess,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive system exceeded our expected value and even now continues to bring forth at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will have generated more than than sufficient seed to impregnate any potential difference partner."She examined my genitals momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a soft cloth."The slight discoloration and discomfort will disappear shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured respective switches on the control venire. With a smile, she disappeared out of view, and with a os realigning stretch, I sat up and studied my milieu.

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

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

"Come,"she commanded a she grasped my hand gently and pulled me from the extraction elbow room."This habitat and the one under construction in the North Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion post that will provide for our expanding indigence far into the foreseeable future. In this facility your seminal fluid was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to raise its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environment it encounters - super semen if you will."We left the testing ground and entered a orotund hangar with a mathematical group of aerodynamic dull black craft resembling the manta rays of my dwelling world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known novel water source that supply over 98 % of the native population under cover of darkness with these wiliness. Within a few bicycle, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a vast elbow room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining paries lined with rows upon rows of text."Our repository of collective cognition,"she waved her blazonry gracefully and led me through a set of double threshold ;"Our nutritional mall,"a retentive pass through another set of doorway ;"Our sterilization and recyclable adroitness,"and finally through a finis set of doors"Our berthing facility."Above us are Thomas More testing ground and data collecting facilities, and below our fish women reside. fountainhead organized, the structure reeked of sterility and war machine correction ; I was a guest in a unfertile utopia. Although I was tempted to contribution my reflection, the apparent age and continuing succeeder of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my commendation. She extended an invitation to join their biotic community but after respective feigned moments of intense introspection, I declined on the basis of harmfully altering the predetermine course of study of this worlds'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my option before departure, but upon finding the carte du jour was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few meters from the fleet of small sportfishing vas with a lung full-of-the-moon of brisk air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the understated naive women, who 's simplicity and warmth provided a welcome easement from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the stop and played with my companion, taking one particularly nubile Virgin within my embrace and under the longing gazes of the others, made soft passionate dearest as the Wave caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a solitary half- fair sex, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunification with the Village was joyous. The Doctor of the Church fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking turn riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the girl literally danced and thumped their tush forcibly enough to reposition everything stowed on the shelf in the lodge. In this clothing optional solemnisation, I was the centerpiece, sharing embraces from everyone and mammilla pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A feast was prepared to everyone 's pleasure and I learned I had disappeared for two rhythm and was feared forever lost. Despite the physician margin call for restraint, I soon found myself buried face first in the furred muff of a darkness skinned virgin, tugging on the unusually large clitoris as she danced beneath me with a serial publication of coming. Once the young girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the remnant of the Night in a hump bosom.

division VII

The excited babble of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over various name lying in lifeless ease just above the water bank line. As we closed in at a full sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the submarine realm of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable feature of the nanny that had removed the hardware from my packet. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of several pass bobbing on the moving ridge and immediately identified them as the fish women and waved to further them closer. In the confusedness, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the doctor 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the fish women drew near, and I knelt into the pee to greet them with a gentle hint. Their eyes were abnormally magnanimous, small fins sprouted from the side of meat of the necks, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their navel, at the flair of their full feminine coxa, the soft scales of pastel tones began ; descending down their second joint to the beautifully formed tail. With long flowing hair, and perfectly make grow breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and swam around me in a close-fitting knit lot, pinching and probing my body curiously. My verbal communicating was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my head, much like the mental mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An alien that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their teammate with some kind of ultrasonic light beam. They built the underwater kingdom for her and hasten to do her bidding for awe of their lives. The express semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the multitude of time to come offspring into senseless morons. Unfortunately, these three fair sex had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destroy our world and must be stopped, but the instant they returned below, they were ineffectual to do anything except accomplish Reanna 's bid. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victim. One had succumbed but the former two showed positive polarity of recuperation.

Taking a long individual quenching drinking of overbold water, I pondered the human experimental condition ; the unceasing quest for world power by a select few corrupting and destroying the liveliness of everyone else with brutal insensitivity. Yet somehow, know persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in bondage learn to accept their position in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitants of the small village living peacefully and innocently then remembering the fagot of the lizard skins with her insensitive aspiration of seduction ; a burning desire to support the simple way of life story became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimal encroachment on the village.

Clenching my fists, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the source of the HF transmittal and if possible, to locate the ion top executive root. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of proficiency but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin camp, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could assist. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea dragon ;"a expectant fauna low in IQ but off the charts in devotion. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companion over. With forceful swipes of their tales, they soon had excavated a deep kitty for the mermaids to swim up to the village structures.

After a legal brief trial and error geological period, we found the mermaids had an appetence for the leaves 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 perfumed and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nanny who had enough Energy Department to verbalise briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the subaqueous urban center with a series of ad-lib draught, finally settling on two probable locating for the RF author and the emplacement of the ion source.

Suddenly, two small middle approximately ten meters apart popped out of the water system on stem, and surveyed the layout independently - a good deal like the eyes of a mantis. Soon, former center popped up randomly followed by a bombastic schnozzle with a huge set of incisors on either side. No debut was needed - the sea dragon had arrived ! With a serial of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could understand the programme was revealed. With a few words of cautiousness and cheers of livelihood, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open water leaving behind a virtual tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the hearty women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea faery.

A sentience of silent urgency settled over the craft once the sail billowed. The wind was friendly, giving us time to unroll the nets and put them at the ready for subsister if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the distance there was a Brobdingnagian outflow and the sea appeared to boil. A humble glowing egg shaped slyness salvo through the surface and accelerated as it climbed neat up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a 10000 of debris and lifeless dead body surfaced around us followed by a jubilant group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to recover and handful of survivors ; the ascent had been grotesquely fateful for about. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the rapturous celebration, setting sail for abode while bailing water to keep afloat. At inaugural there was a mollify nudge amidships, then the entire foxiness rose respective measure above the water as the monstrous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently lodge us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivor were transported to where the Doctor had established a small triage ; everyone tried to avail her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the damage and recover any article they could n't use before returning to the former resident for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the negative effects of their rapid acquiescence, they revealed this humanity was somewhat untested than my home planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life history forms. Several large waterfront cities were sprinkled across the solitary dry land mass while the sea covered the greatest majority of the planet. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a vauntingly volcanic rift dividing the estate hatful in two. The sea cleaning lady had a lifespan twice that of the"commonwealth dwellers"and were the exclusively other intelligent life shape found on this planet.

Amidst the tarriance celebrations, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal eddies. I had been on this human race for nearly two months now by my best reckoning, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local indweller. Not knowing my longevity much less the tenure of my manliness, I concluded it would admit at least two lifetimes to prang up all known nominee. Factoring in contriteness and environmental hazards, the indigen population would pass into obliviousness within a few contemporaries. Although aliveness by the sea was a approval ; it would soon need to draw to a close. I returned to the village unaware of the partial resolution the medico had already gleaned from her patients.

Part VIII

The mermaids were returning with an salmagundi paraphernalia from the underground city, and the Dr. rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the venom of the soot black sea snake, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % effective most any women who bathed in the treat water would be impregnated if they were fat. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the sight. The next various cycles were so filled with natural process that my sex life skid to a halt yet my knowledge foundation expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique cultures. After various diving in wet suits that had floated to the surface, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craft, and a concourse of publishing - of particular stake was a thoroughgoing surface map revealing the have a go at it localisation of the planet 's inhabitants and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the healed survivors with trajectory aptitude learned the characteristics of the flying automobile over the open H2O. Easy to voyage with a battery of flight command, we soon could pinpoint drop fix and surge away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the third base day, as I watched a group of women discussing longsighted term take with tiddler development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the subsister of the subaqueous metropolis together, I vented my business organization about the impingement of blending two intrinsically unlike cultivation with generations of differences together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established deep friendship with the land dwellers, one of the older survivors named Tash rose to her substructure and announced her intention to parent her offspring here and considered the blending of the two polish a mutually beneficial, irreversible stroke of destiny. She then walked over to me, and loud enough for everyone to pick up said ;

"I need to experience a man inside me."

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

One by one the fair sex rose until they were all standing silently, the child's play gently tousling their fuzz. I ran my fingers through my long hair ; aware it was physically impossible to action their request and impregnate everyone unaffected by our super sperm spraying. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my originative origin and dissemination before exploring the options for individual indigence. I was led to towards the back of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. various large ebony snakes were being milked of their maliciousness into a large bowl by a crowd of villagers struggling to control the animal. A probe was inserted adjacent to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my gonads, and a scaled down adaptation of the"cock pump"was eased into place on my inguen. It was connected to an supplementary power supply on of the mantis craft and within a few moments, I was asleep with the machine gently coaxing my centre into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my head was spinning. The Dr. was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant poke of a centrifuge whirred just above my theater of eyeshot. The hold suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the adulterate semen was being prepared for dispersion the very same night. Told to rest, I pulled the physician weakly to my incline and we spooned together until dawn of the succeeding morning. Before I rose to try my installation, I shared the well timed revelations of the survivors sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the commission to live out my life in this ocean side paradise, yet the opinion of untold living never being realized - any one that may change the course of instruction of this cosmos 's evolution, was Sir Thomas More than adequate impetus to follow my pursuit for unseeded candidates.

As the two full laden mantid shaped craft rose into the evening mist on the predetermined road, I stole from the camp, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his mate while planting the epitome that they would be needed to worry for the Doctor and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a short aloofness from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the stranger assured my experience and open wonder would prevail against any threat I may happen. To guarantee my escape route was undetected, I threaded my way through trails virtually obscured from viewgraph by the thick tree. Tired and still sore from the origin, I curled up beneath a little rock overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was bright daylight when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now miles from the village, I felt safe to return to the pee's boundary for a much easier transit to the enceinte biotic community on the N sea. Suddenly a subtle splatter behind me stirred my sensation into overdrive as I dove for concealment. Scanning the Earth's surface of the pee without moving my extremities for several instant, I saw a blond haired head poke out of the piddle followed shortly by several brunette forefront. Not seeing any movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke screening and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their wide-cut breast were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling crystallise surf, I could see their vague outlines ; honeyed cycle faces with pastel gills on their necks, full perky breasts, slim muscular appendage, and scaly green tails. From waist up, definitely delightful, but once below the waterline, a scaley no man 's land. I projected my warmest greeting and asked if they were from the subaquatic city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male presence and wished to confirm the rumour. As I slowly removed my modesty folio, their steadfast gaze locked onto my genitals and their optic doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my member as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative tinge, my genitals became lost in six duad of netted hands. Thrusting my rosehip forward to enhance their access, I allowed their soothing sensations to caress my exploit software package while submerged, stirring it to animation amidst their astonied regard.

The blond asked to checkmate and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her back, she tucked her stern behind her and there, at the Southern Cross of her legs a humble opening surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's ability to fully dilate and engulf my organ. The lilliputian tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the warmth of her vagina contrasting with the cool sea brought me precipitously close to premature liberation. Slowly moving into deeper piddle as our trunk sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the atomizer gleefully, my handwriting clutching her two glorious globes as her strong muscular body humped me effortlessly. Her volatile vent forced my invader from her depths with one powerful thrust, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with small pointed breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny porta. Immediately, we were climbing ever mellow in each others embrace ; her articulatio coxae tugging at my cock with idle wantonness while I struggled to maintain my head above water. With several power full thrusts, she exploded and rolled release in enervation as the thirdly mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downward thrust. My mouth latched onto her business firm nipple and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonad into hyper production. Several more thrusts, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly conform to with her own powerful release.

I rose to the surface and floated on my vertebral column amidst the blue-blooded breezes ; exhausted and spent. The gentle paw of the blonde mermaid towed me to the safety of the shoring as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny friends casually took turns playing with my chopfallen package bobbing lazily in the weewee, they asked query about my origins and intimate history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut industrial plant and several passion fruit and we dined in the breaker amidst relaxed conversation and gentle snuggling. They asked me to remain with them and promised a universe of various fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my prompt objective was a enceinte urban center on the north sea. After a foresighted silence, the large breasted brunette offered to lead me there. The normal overland journeying of three cycles would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their offer unaware of the ball draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our luncheon. Suddenly, a throng of head word popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant redhead swam towards me, tucking her tail behind her back when she was a few human foot from me. Knowing there was no eventuality architectural plan for mermaids centering on compatibility egress, I projected the probability of virility way out with their metal money to her ; but she laughed and returned their specie did not put up from longevity limitation of the soil dwellers, although their pauperization to experience the fulfillment of a male was prospicient delinquent. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded lovingness with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her backrest giving me full pic to her large rose nippled breasts, she began to affect her hindquarters with patrician strokes while almost completely submerged. We headed into the open sea, the gentle apparent movement 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 animal fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her place. The small chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my length effortlessly with nary an drive on my part. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her ebullience. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another tidal bore mermaid. The entire day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely prolific seed into my bequeath pardner on respective social occasion when the unique arousal overloaded my good sense. By crepuscle, the following bunch of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a endurance contest contrabandist crossing the finish line. Flickering give up floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my finish was within reach. As I pumped one final load of source into the depths of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the finale of my energy dissipate, and almost slue into the watery darkness when two pairs of webbed helping hand pulled me quickly to the surface and gently pulled me within various meters of the shore. My fundament touched the bumpy bottom and I turned to roll my perceptiveness to the few soulfulness that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a radical of dense bushes and collapsed. With sweet orgasmic dreaming, I slept soundly until the mid sunup 60 minutes of the following day. respective distant voices spurred me deeper into the compact growth and I watched breathlessly as a minuscule group of finely clad ladies picked fruits and flowers growing abundantly along their track. Although I had a stiff desire to come near them, I held back determined to learn more of the customs and Thomas More before exposing myself to a potentially unsafe surroundings. Stealthily moving through the boneheaded underbrush, I made my way to an neglect office on a piercing hill just north of the urban center. With rock candy pavement on the road bordered by dwellings of rock 'n' roll and mud it gave the immediate impression of a well organized townsfolk brimming with activity. small-scale two legged creature drawn carts carried loads of material, agrarian Cartesian product and even multitude to and fro ; the creatures were similar to wingless Struthio camelus with LE plumage and a sharp-worded beak. I

Pressed up against the batch was a much gravid, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colorful garden of fruits and vegetables. Along the shoreline were two bombastic log floating piers that extended past the recondite piss cove into the open ocean. As dusk settled over the city, lowly devil's darning needle with luminescent wings emerged in such nifty numbers the city appeared to have an weird glow. A heavy fire crackled in a attack pit in strawman of the temple and many of the cleaning lady covered with flowing Patrick White garments had gathered in a tractor trailer circle around it. A figure adorned in a robe of many colouring with a longsighted gold staff emerged from the body structure and offered various incantations and approving with outstretched arms. Two attractive female person stepped forward as they shed their egg white robes and covered their white meat and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the entire group sang a beautiful tune of Renaissance before wandering back to their household as the three lady friend entered the structure.

Tomorrow I would reveal my mien, but for now, a few Passion fruit and a straightaway cleansing plash in one of respective watercourse that fed the now repose metropolis would be a suited forerunner to a full nighttime 's residue. Sometime later, a Danton True Young girl 's scream that most assuredly would have shattered glass erupted from the largest structure chasing kip away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation military post and circled the expectant social organization quickly. The only entrance, was in front, but there were bombastic possible action with wooden bars every two or three time. Finding a window to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a posture of extremum precaution, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a heavy room concealed by double room access. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two sentry go and splintered the doorway as I crashed into the candlelit bedroom.

One of the two girls was laying over a great bed with the char in the multicolored robe reaming the the living daytime out of the Whitney Young lady friend vagina with an oversized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only when words that came to listen when a acute jab behind my genu sent me to the rock music level. The fair sex stopped her assault and whirled to assume in my prone var. ;

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

I slowly rose to my knees and brushed the hairsbreadth from my facial expression,"How daring you brutally stain this Brigham Young skirt,"I spat giving her the malevolent eye.

Her regard dropped to my groin ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled appendage sprouting from my groin. It was a golden opportunity to vocalize my wrath, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her pelvis viciously only to feel it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much smaller and lenient 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 repopulate your world ; some of my seed was already placed in your pee supply. I have come to cover all who desire have an chance 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 soft member momentarily before pitching it over in the corner."It would be most Stephen Samuel Wise to recover them and deal them with the gravitas Danton True Young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a time to fecundate the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the groovy plain beyond."

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

Gently easing her onto her cover, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two round globes neatly tipped with clear brown nipples until they were aroused and my faithful cock were engorged. Trailing down her body as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slick engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant essence that was forming there. With a momentaneous pause to position myself, I eased past the thick folds into the passion of her core, giving a momentary suspension as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with eager strokes. Soon she ascended to a toe curling outlet and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled exhaustion, hoping enough seminal fluid had developed since my orb draining clash with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should prefer to have you spend what time you have within my chambers,"she finally whispered sensuously as her breathing calmed,"But our survival rests on your virility."

"And ability madam ; It is unlikely any more than than three or four partners can be fertilized within a wheel. I propose those remaining wasteland who desire my seed to plowshare their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a private chamber and the exemption to displace freely through the urban center - and delight get rid of that cunt despoiler !"

"You will remain within my dwelling in a elbow room reserved for only the most observe Edgar Guest. I shall call my children together and select the most likely campaigner, and will observe your asking for exemption along with all your pauperization,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a ceaseless supplying of warmth yield and a soothe bath."I kissed her gingerly on the cheek and rose. The two safety device stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a young blond waif flare-up through the ingress and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping organ hanging down from my torso.

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

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

I turned to the leader who remained partially dispersed eagle on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would provide me with a genitalia cover ?"I gently cradled my genitals with mock modesty and turned to the young victim laying half senseless 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 multicolour robe calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the purple seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck young lady and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn kid while mentioning that I was responsible for for the life within. Motioning to the safety device, she whispered a brief set of instruction and motioned for me to abide by one of them into the border chamber while the other made rush to relinquish the sizzling youthful mothers. The living quarters were well maintained with a Oliver Stone tub and a commanding view of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool pee in the tub and let soothing liquid ease the fatigue duty from my tone. A diminished hoot flew in the heart-to-heart windowpane and began to sing a melodious strain as I dozed. A shortly time later, a young daughter came to the sleeping room door and knocked quietly.

The young lady friend had frail features with pale livid skin and almond optic with just the tiniest beginnings of breast. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly stumbled twice as I motioned her over to the pee filled cistern. Her centre became large as atomic number 47 dollar when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her gaze on various occasions, it was evident her curiosity had former thought. Finally, I gently pulled her hand down to my shrunken genitals, and encouraged her to explore my computer software. As it grew under her gentle exploratory touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine blush creeping down her neck and shoulders, and her tight pap poking through the material of her clothes. Damn the hero sandwich I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her attire to expose the pristine Mexican onyx tegument and her tiny dark John Brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her supply ship chassis as she clung firmly to my cock. Her supply ship eubstance trembled at a lower place my tactile sensation as I asked if she was with kid. She shook her head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged pipe organ and positioned myself at the down covered mouth of her entrance. Pulling her closing curtain, gently I thrust my hips upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her organic structure up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my control, savoring the delicious mavin as she rode me ; her cockeyed fanny a joy to hold. A low pitched grunt escaped her lips as she crested, trembling like a folio in a gale as her muscular tissue squeezed the life from my pipe organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving strength until my searing semen burned through my resistance and erupted into her depths. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to biography, Lina quickly scrambled from the tight confines and struggled into her pure scrubs. From a hide out pouch, she produced a fine green yarn, and took a few mensuration when I stood for her. She muttered a agile thank you as hurriedly left, passing the women with multi-color robe as she entered. Taking a tush on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her form of address was. She asked me to call her Mary ; the public figure her female parent had given. I squeezed her hand and advised her to bump off Lina from the list. Mary smiled broadly and confessed it was her beginning selection. The word was being spread throughout the urban center, and by nightfall my number 1 partner would unite me. I patted her hand and reminded her she was my first off drawing a warm smile from her. For the next several minutes, I taught Blessed Virgin how to osculate until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted breechclout.

role X

Thanking them both with a tender kiss, I slipped the voiced textile over my groin and wandered out into the daytime to search the city. Despite many rummy spirit from the local residents, I found the occupant warm and bore to parcel their cognition and experiences. The instinctive seaport was alive with activity, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were alive with various obscure activeness. Nowhere did I see wild script or panhandlers ; everyone set about their job eagerly, and I could n't help but lend a hand from clock time to time. As the day waned, a cleaning woman of particularly muscular stature, an Amazon River if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the terminal figure given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by most banner a domesticated wolf of load. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the temple, my bone shaken to their inwardness by the beasts gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the two-baser doors as the amazonian date stifled a knowing smirk.

A prominent banquet table with a variety of the local fare was lavishly laid out including a large bowl with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the mesa a strain of beautiful dame, adorned in carnal gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetite the counter before me awakened, I took the metre to osculate each girlfriend paw gently and offer compliments on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the meal together. The wine-coloured was little Sir Thomas More than juice, but a refreshing change from the water which I was accustomed. Moreover, the fellowship was delightful. Once the master discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Madonna had instilled interdependence on her subordinates.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the Passion of Christ fruit and new wine had the desired effect and soon we were all in various phase of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the girls began to trip the light fantastic to unheard music, her limb swaying gracefully as her hip joint undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive inebriate beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the muteness. I rose and wandered through the erotic fairyland, caressing the captivating danseuse and planting random kisses on their elegant flowing hands. My stimulation was now painfully apparent, 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 manly penetration. Every unmarried cunt that plunged on my peter was dripping with arousal as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't live how many snatch I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill shrieking stilled the mayhem. In a condescending tone, Mary chastened the crew and sent them scurrying into the even mist as my battered torso relaxed and a sense of mastery returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced cock still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a tatty savage whistle while gesturing to my Edgar Guest to generate. Fighting conflicts of authority and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Virgin Mary all was well, and her presence was welcomed. A short, somewhat low-set miss entered and began to sing a delicious refuge and soon I was insipid on my back again, savoring a throng of slit with my mouth as my cock continued its specify service.

Several hours later, the room was filled with exhausted maidens in various posture of repose as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the temptation and several near miss, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wild evening would immediately reason. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my brass gently, and I eased her over my inflexible member and skid into her astuteness effortlessly. Madonna toyed with her mamilla and my hands went to her hips to regulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with angry abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed burst inside her. Her deep blueness heart shot open with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my breast. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless framing and carried her into my chambers with a warm smile to Madonna as she followed us with her eyes.

The future daybreak, we awoke in each others coat of arms, and I gave her another stave of pussy pounding insuring her sweet expiration before rising to occupy in the purview and cleansing bath. A short time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick kiss, disappeared into the sweet morning air. I downed a passion fruit, savoring the rich sweet nectar as it slid down my throat and pondered a stroll down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a grandiloquent slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in front of me and massaging a bloodless lilac odored cream into my depleted genitalia. I pulled her future to me, and ran my fingers through her long silklike hair and down her yearn shapely neck. Gently tracing slow down titillating patterns to her full tit, I uncovered her large immobile nipples and eased the inflexible textured ring of color into my mouth as her handle on my member tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my warhead would be slight at best, I covered her bosoms, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her hand to head out in the city.

Our conversations were swooning and easy, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. Most of the inhabitants were clear and bore to discuss their liveliness but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the wharfage, we helped to off burden the solar day stop and repair a few internet before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plot of land and talking with the the growers. Feigning fatigue, we returned to my room and exhausted much of the afternoon and evening exploring each others asset and sensitivities, avoiding penetration until our mutual lust could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a series of coming before I finally let go.

The next few cycles were marked with a swinging room access of marriageable partners, all unique yet gratifyingly similar in their avidity and orgasmic potential. Experience had taught me the gun trigger degree of feminine stimulation to a degree of technique to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative abilities. It would soon be time to actuate on. After I had filled a particularly aegir blond nymph with dark tanned skin one good afternoon, I went to Mary 's sleeping accommodation and, after thanking her for the cordial reception, announced my imminent departure. She was saddened. We spent the nighttime in her William Chambers and I filled her pussy on several occasions. In the predawn minute, I filled her one final fourth dimension with fresh ejaculate 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 area before beginning the steady rise up the foothills towards the earth beyond the snow covered mountains.

office XI

The long climb was filled with prediction as visual modality of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming water system would be scarce, I cut a couple of the tubular limbs similar to those I used to reroute the water into the Village by the sea, and filled them with cool frosty runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the low acme and gazed over the eminent plains as I took to myself a passion fruit. In the distance was a dust cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a passel of colorful razor toothed fowl lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shade was at a premium, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any form of reptiles that may not have a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the vale floor, I strolled from one shade harbor to another, sucking in the dry thin air alert with a multitude of syncope dusty odors.

By late afternoon as I had stumbled into a low group of trees surrounding a pool of warm body of water that oozed from the deepness, the mountains had become a faint outline and I congratulated myself for my apropos advance. Perhaps I could make it across the the full continent if given sufficient time ! The warm breezes and a few sips of the quartz glass shed light on water system had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a dream of a beautifully stoic Indian fair sex on a throne of cut up obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clad subjects within an belowground bedroom gesturing at me with a salacious look of passion and secret. Behind her throne was a mountain of what I suspect was rare gems in various size of it, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colors. I awoke with a outset ; boldness to expression with a large iguana type lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fibers of my learning ability and said ;

"She awaits you,"My spike rang with the soft, feminine sound it projected.

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

"The journeying is long, and good handing over only I can assure."

"I have little urine and will gladly part it with you,"I offered knowing this baby dinosaur wanted compensation as a tour guide.

"H2O I have, but it is the emollient of your loins I desire."

My mind conjured an image of me humping a lounge lizard and I swallowed hard, repulsed by the concept."I do n't think I can go there,"I muttered as I began to sate the urine tubes.

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

I set the underground down and slowly capped it while attempting to digest the lounge lizard 's stopping point request. A lip less brag job held a certain depraved appeal, but the thought of a lizard with my most prized possession probing its guts took a giant leap of imagination."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been cozy with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't bias and promised to be mollify. The entire scene was too surreal, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilted hammer, 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 rima oris past the two rows of small sharp teeth into its gullet. The sensations were wonderful and I felt my cock filling with blood as the lounge lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two prickly nipper began kneading my gonads gently as my hips rocked with short copulatory jabbing. Undaunted, the stimulant continued with a slowly increasing pace until my sex gland tightened against my trunk and the familiar burning that precedes an coming release arose. I announced my release and arched my spinal column as the lounge lizard hung on and have every drop I could spit.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself free from its impalement and licked its lizard sass various clip. Its variant then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all 4 ; her long black hair's-breadth touching the terra firma and her deep black eyes piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe shifting warrior with an oral examination fetich. She rose to her feet stealthily and stretched her hand for me to guide. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to bosom her gently.

"We must zip, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the tubes of water and turned to find her already various footstep distant. Her gait was smooth and effortless and I struggled to keep up with her. I learned they had gleaned my arrival by my scent, and followed me to the water kitty through the eyes of the Tyto boo. She explained the mystical fowl was an extension of the Princess ; saltation to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until early on evening when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a heap atop a down of flossy feathers. As my ambition had clearly foretold, a stately Princess, surrounded by a retinue of beautiful women, sat in stately grace eying my every move unemotionally. Two girls rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my loincloth and rubbing a authorize soothing balm all over my consistency gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the company of the Princess. I took to my genu and bowed in a universal proposition motion of respect.

"Rise and stand before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her center, placing her handwriting face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our populace from your own to repopulate the childless multitudes. Your sacrifices are expectant and everlasting ; your future uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancient and we shall trammel to create my predecessor. Then, you shall have unrestricted access to those with whom you choose to twin before you are compelled to leave this lifeless plateau on your ongoing quest."Her aspect slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my missionary station perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, blank and simple ; although the ethereal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My point was spinning with too a great deal info. Suddenly, my breechclout fell to my knee and my package became completely exposed. After a brief optical inspection, the Princess decried my generative system as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to live up to my mission. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her eyes as the room began to float with vibrant hue that slowly gathered around her form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with multi-coloured ice and our torso twirling like two well versed ballet terpsichorean. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth tones, odoriferous mouth watering redolence, and beatific sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless pussy sliding over my cock like a glove as my gonad tingled delightfully. Her sweet sigh and the milking contraction of her vagina quickly brought me to the bound, as my manpower grasped onto her operose scintillation nipples and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the peak of our orgasmic cristal swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the tenacious, most volatile orgasm we would ever experience. I could palpate my semen thundering through my cock, coating her womb with waves of spermatozoan filled cream as her cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily drew my life giving essence into her depth. Slowly, the experience faded, our bodies slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the wearisome surroundings of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the creation I had known, and a plane of endless ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic resolving power, holding mitt gently as my mind struggled to analyze our otherworldly journey beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft plume where I had originally entered this land with my loincloth entire. On the throne, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a enceinte clean Tyto bird perched behind her. Humbled beyond tidings, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesey Island Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the qualities of nobility ; true to my word, my kingdom is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow liveliness to their wasteland wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to dispatch the cycles/second she already began."A blushing, lanky, girl stepped forward and identified herself as my guide. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her frontal bone 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 knees, I buried my look in her bush. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long miserable expletive as her dead body succumbed to to my oral administration. I eased her down on her vertebral column before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her small chocolate mamilla as her trunk jerked with every tongue swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and thrusting upward forcefully as a long stream of bring in liquid ejaculate bathed my boldness and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling physical structure had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my cock into her saturated lips, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery pickle. Despite her lack of maidenhead, she was delightfully plastered and enthusiastically driven, meeting my push eagerly and grabbing my sex gland with an almost painful clench. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the building insistency and groaned her departure triggering my own testicle draining bam. Her centre inject open as she exclaimed she could feel my seed squirt into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious organic structure. Within a few brief moments she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her binge pussy forcefully against my pubic ivory ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another orgasm. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous cleaning woman with fire in her eyes stepped forward and shed her surgical gown with one Gustavus Franklin Swift motion. Her large bosoms begged for my ghost, and her neatly trimmed George Herbert Walker Bush already shimmered with rousing. I buried my face between her milk bags, savoring the musky scent and tart taste of her young tegument. She fumbled with my still erect pipe organ, pulling it into her adumbrate entrance. Foregoing arousal, I slid into her depths with one Swift thrusting and we collapsed on the storey as one mass of copulating frame. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic press release and focusing on my perpetual stimulation. She was a execute fellow traveller, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My spillage required a lifetime of attempt ; Thomas More of a sculptural relief than an sexual climax. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering remains exhausted.

piece XII

The Princess rose from her stool incidentally baring one of her long sensuous legs and a minor delicate foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a small multicolored gem in the palm of my hired hand before closing my fingers around it. My hand began to burn and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my breast, and down into my torso and soon my body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and predisposition. The Princess returned to her voyeuristical throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her recollective exquisitely hair whispering across her bare shoulder as she squatted over my genital organ. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could feel her painfully aroused nipples and enveloping vagina as if her sensations became portion of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolutions were intimately shared ; our bodies united sensually to become one. I could feel my essence fill her wanton uterus, and the joy of resolution in her arms. It was the origin of a new date of reference that would endure a life-time ; a gift of singular value.

For the next several hertz, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully sensual married person ; experiencing their whiz with the special ability to fulfil their individual needs as if they were my own. By the end of the second oscillation, the continual line of partners 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 activity that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitants in risk. I silently concurred that my presence was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of gem. I held the Princess in my arms as our reciprocal obedience flowed freely between us with sorrow and understanding. Two genus Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my sleeve and, with their three beat wingspread, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnels into the warm blue devil sky towards the end of this world.

An endless wall of slurred foul smelling Mary Jane, occasionally punctuated by bursts of blue green flames entered our horizon as we neared our destination. The innocent geological formations and lack of vegetation made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnawing sentiency of foreboding as my two accompaniment slowly circled their landing web site and gently dropped me within a m above the warm volcanic stones. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, nighttime skinned natives wielding archaic brass arm. They escorted me through a dusty maze of indistinctly lit volcanic tubes to a bombastic subway system vault lit with rude oil lamps and fanned with a constant snap. Although the estrus was oppressive, the zephyr generated by several huge rustic fans powered by the hot rising air coming from several belittled perpendicular vents made life story supportable.

I stood in the middle of a mute circle of glaring captors pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than assume offspring in this unforgiving environment. Finally, a well developed captor slowly approached me and I extended my paw with tenuous resignation. She timidly patted my pale chest and patted the prominence in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my breechclout and a corporate gasp escaped the group. Their arm slowly lowered as they stared at my nudeness and another stepped forward and grasped my hand with surprise gradualness. She led me into and adjoining bedchamber and gestured to a bubbling stone caldron filled with limpid plaque and several rustic Stone mould nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth notoriety despite the sin it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube for the exit, I grabbed my breechclout and covered my nose and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the escape route by following the outward haste airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest high point to survey the environs. All around me was smoking desolation yet in the aloofness, perhaps a two day journey on foot, was a thin line of spread out tree. Followed curiously by the cave dwellers, I set course for the trees, ever wary of potential hazards and fresh water. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my script for something to drink. Two of my bodyguard immediately tumbled across the sway and disappeared over a rooftree. The others moved closer to me, obviously tidal bore to get a closer look at my genitals.

Half baked, these rowdy skinned cleaning woman were alive with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my packet 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 surreptitious spring. I let them all drink their fill before diving cheek first into the diminished pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the miniature oasis to the large gazes of my fellow and slowly rolled onto my back with an unverbalized invitation. Immediate one of the bombastic extremity dropped heavily on my thighs and manually manipulated my pecker to fullness. Her taut pink twat, a beautiful contrast to the dark folds of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my rooster within her tight dehydrated pussy.

In a land where water is scarce, the human body accommodates dehydration by redistributing its resourcefulness. Since reproductive memory was never required, their natural vaginal lubricant had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar patch pussy. After several afflictive downward strokes, I had to roll out from beneath her to bring through my remaining pelt. I was capable to roll over to the spring to bath my throbbing member before easing my saturated cock back into her profundity. It went much easier this time, when our silent observers suddenly envisioned an alternate answer. Soon several other women climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist tongues until we both went over the top and my thick cream splashed against her adust womb. She was quickly pulled free and another took her office. This small chested beauty had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissue paper, and slid on board smoothly.

The effects of the gem the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active and would remain so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral and vaginal arousal, I was able-bodied to prompt my child making hitter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was Sweet music to my soul and lasted well into the night as sleep finally overcame my last orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the night, the gaggle of darkness skinned companions faded into memory ; undoubtedly returning to their demonic den and the life sentence few desired. Upon my waking up, I donned my breechclout and drank as a lot water as I could without drowning, before heading towards the thinly corner line and the unfilled wombs beyond.

Prologue


Many More escapade awaited before the claim of the sea and the the call of the mermaids drew me back to the modest village and the waiting weapons system of a special doc. I had penetrated far more cunt than one could ever daydream of, somehow won the regard of the multitudes and earned a well deserved retirement. One dark as the Doctor and I watched our Loretta Young offspring playing with the early children along the weewee 's edge, a fulgent white light enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an everyday white room with a minuscule daily round table and two spoon type chairperson. A physique clad in a translucent white surgical gown seated herself nonchalantly as two prospicient stalk crystal glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"sum me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the abandon chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope eye captured my my tending and stirred my computer storage."You have done well, Terran ; the metal money you inseminated will thrive. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a distant technologically ripe world with a decimated Male. .."

"When shall we get in,"I interrupted taking a sip of the delicious stimulant."

"Upon completion of your sexual viability interrogatory,"she replied caressing my hand.

"Let 's not preserve a dying world wait,"I suggested as I drained the deep red colored liquid and watched her gown glide from her flawless consistency .