The mission

Beneath the I-12 subway, the huddled frame was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few necessary before the predicted tempest front arrived. Wrapped in a shameful garbage bag clutching a small indorsement generation handbag, the hapless figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the exanimate physical body into the back seat before easing back into traffic as a potent wind blow heralded the violent storm arrival. My aim of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless person shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close decent to make 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 friend to the secure car port several minutes away while dodging the newly forming puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a brief eternity to calm my tattered face until the memory of the homeless fig in the spinal column seat spurred me back to world. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete floor and struggled to dredge us into my affectionate apartment where I collapsed into my favorite chair amidst the thundering rain. After a brief break, I studied the broken-down guest on the level of the entree and wondered briefly if a quick birdsong to topical anesthetic law enforcement might have been to a greater extent appropriate. A dampen moan spiked my Adrenalin, and I rushed over to serve. Gently removing the flimsy charge card raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was female, maybe in her early thirties ( hard to tell through all the cake grunge ), and in vital need of a complete wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer dress, I removed her holey soled shoes ; her feet were a painful testimony to too many intemperately tread miles.

wrap her arm around my articulatio humeri, I gently brought her to her feet for the suddenly jaunt to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me adorn in only the bare necessary necessary to observe her reserve ; a moth eaten jersey and holey pantie that barely clung to her anemic coxa. I started the Bath urine and went into the master bedroom to think some of the article of clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased wife. Returning to the steamy toilet with an armload of yarn, I found my client exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pool of bath water. I gestured for her to remove her remaining habiliment and get into the weewee as I gathered her tag end and left her to her own devices. Throwing some hot water on the stove for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several hour passed, and I could still find out the piss running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the bathroom room access to curb on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the end of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny physical body."Great, a brain electrocute junkie,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already mirky and I opened the drainpipe and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every move, and offered no resistance as I pulled the final stage tincture of modesty from her build and dropped them in the food waste 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 bleakness.

Hairless from the cervix down, her young skin and pert titty forced me to reassess my earlier age estimate. Her muck caked body was virtually flawless, without deface or indications of abuse. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her thorax and torso, savoring the texture of her young skin as she closed her centre and leaned back in submission. Her minor breast with erect coffee tree colored nipples were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the aroused bod. Beginning with her tiny feet, I slowly lathered her recollective sultry ramification and thigh, becoming aroused with her quickening sighs of foreplay. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy lips. several emphatic pelvic driving force later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her wooden leg around my invading deal. Lost in orgasmic throe, she thrashed in the H2O shamelessly, contracting her second joint to asseverate atmospheric pressure. Caught off guard duty, I savored the moment, and continued to tease her erogenous zona until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent eubstance, I lathered her little bubble butt and the smooth curves of her back and neck before carefully bathing her face. Her eyes fluttered open, the student a kaleidoscope of colours. I gazed into their depth with enchantment as I motioned for her to digest for the rinse oscillation. The warm body of water flowed through her silky sullen haircloth, dislodging clump of road grime and revealing a naturally beautiful radiancy that could cease traffic. A thorough rinse and soft towel massage later, her translation into a goddess was complete. I stepped back in awe, filling my horse sense with the most beautiful brute with dripping hairsbreadth that I 'd ever seen. A rebuff smile crossed her exquisite grimace and her mesmerizing eyes held me transfixed as the wind outdoors began to yaup. The southeast walls of the apartment were pelted with dust as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; time seemed somehow irrelevant in this thudding egg white room that surrounded me where a material body was sitting at a small round board a short distance away. As I rose to my foot feeling self witting at my nakedness, I surmised I had passed into the realm where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

"Wo n't you conjoin me,"the sit down figure implored with a svelte gesture.

Humbly I crossed the space as a spoonful shaped chair materialized next to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitalia. Her hypnotizing heart stirred a legal brief, indefinable store. As I sat, two small-scale wine glasses partially filled with a ruby colored liquidness appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red lips for a sip. I tried a gustatory modality of the angelic liquid, and prompt felt my face flush and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to inseminate every uncommitted orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence mail service even held appeal.

My host smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your cordial reception was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en road to a developing planet to repopulate the resident species whose males were decimated by a manly cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose extract you just sampled will see you and your server 's virility. Our voyage is brief - Duncan Grant me this opportunity to mate with you and affirm your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful curvature revealed in all their glory. There was not a hair to be seen on her rich olive skin beneath the full dark mane of satiny black hair. A thin trail of essence trickled down the inside of her left second joint, and her typeface reflected long neglected desire.

I was somewhat knocked out ; too much information, too many questions, and hyperactive hormones all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my foundation. Downing the rest of the red liquid state in a swig, the once blank out passion of my younker returned with years of interest and I dove into the two firm globes crowning her heave chest. tongue lashing the erect nipples alternately, she briefly confess and wrapped her legs around me as her respiration cranked up several notches. With a quick sack of her trunk, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of orgasms, bathing my leg with a river of her core. As her breathing slowed with a final violent pelvic thrust, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the tender underside of her tit, wandered down to her expectant vulva.

The cockeyed hairless mouth oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my glossa into the tight slit. I thirstily savored her delightful bouquet, my clapper eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve endings. She grabbed my hair and her hips lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her spasms calmed, I grabbed a lungful of newly air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her trunk trembled and her face contorted with orgasmic X. Quickly positioning my rigid harmonium at her wet garden pink possibility, I waited for her muscle spasm to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and hurtle her hips rhythmically with my own, cumming several more times before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her diffuse throb womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the al-Qaida of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own drive to short thrust. I gave her a tender kiss on the side of her recollective delicate neck, and her eyes flew opened in surprisal. Her hands desperately clutched my butt as another coming overwhelmed her. The vaginal musculus 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-bodied to stem the catamenia before releasing several years of seed explosively into her receptive uterus. She squealed and arched her pelvic arch despite the impact of my full weight, 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 confrontation of my life, her vagina continued to milk my nitty-gritty into her marrow.

I held her gently as we slowly slacken, feeling her throbbing beat radiating through her extremities. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the other side of her neck and her hands wandered through my thinning hair and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the mild white visible light we were bathed in changed to a soft blue and a feminine voice blurted a message in an unknown natural language. She slowly rolled away from our embracement and rose to her knees. Placing her hand gently over my pull up stakes ear, I felt a momentary pin cocksucker within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her infantry as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our comer is imminent. You have been selected to generate a new generation of offspring based on your experience, pity and skill. A translating program was implanted in your ear to help communication with the native metal money. Any resistance to adapting to cultural mores of this world will restrict its organic evolution. Be safe, be happy, and be fruitful."

office I

There was a brief flare of bright light and I was flat on my spine staring at a brighten blue sky in the centre of a tropical forest. The air was fond and sweet ; my horse sense heightened beyond my earlier recollections. With no clothes, no weapon system, and no indistinguishability, I realized my skills would be my only asset. A few pace away, a magnificent fir tree diagram rose at a convenient angle to facilitate a flying ascent, and I scaled up to the gamey point almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean crisp air that invigorated me. The forest was dotted with unknown leaved Tree bearing red fruit - my natural Viagra ! There was locoweed rising from several hundred cadence away and behind was a large lake or open sea. I could hear flaccid feminine spokesperson on the wind ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the voice abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single representative broke the tyrannical silence and stated it sensed a male presence nearby. various former discrete part skeptically questioned her observations but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, bolting for thickset underbrush as soon as my understructure touched solid ground. I ran like the wind instrument with the womanly voices in avocation until I recalled my missionary post and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animate being skinned clad women emerged from the underwood and tumbled over one another when they slid to a stop. Their collective oral fissure dropped open and I suppressed the urge to laugh at the pile of jumbled physical structure. From what I could distinguish, they were physically monovular to the womanhood of my macrocosm with keener instincts. I held my hands out, palm up, in a motion of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the forefront and paused reflecting my gesture. Despite the fur covering her breasts and genitals, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt line starting to take my cock with expectancy as my backtalk lost the net dip of wet. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my middle and my congested crotch. No words were spoken as she reached out to stir my cock with long trembling fingers. I touched her brass lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my penis. The early girls gathered around in a tight circle and stroked my chest 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 bridge player away.

"Does it force out the hallowed cream of life,"she queried."

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu object lesson in canonic human intercourse with mere explanation and gesture. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and occasional rupture as one of the missy manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence seizure of male similitude they fell silent until the leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen star'all men were taken away because the female person had become selfish and neglected to deal for them as the creator intended - a wrongdoing that would cost them a generation of lonesomeness. I briefly considered rewriting their believe opinion but decided against it. crepuscule began to reconcile on the forest with prospicient trace as we made our way back to their camp amidst casual mite and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion fruit'( a figure I termed for their Viagra like core ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a slight psychoactive effect in addition to its hard-on sweetening properties.

By the time we reached the belittled enclave of mud army hut, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the fruits consequence, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the animal skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my human knee burying my human face into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her long overgenerous pegleg. Stumbling over backwards onto a Walter Reed carpet, I savored her vestal labia eagerly. By the third swipe of my tongue, she became a demon, tearing at my hair's-breadth and thrashing around on the carpeting frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first contact, I rolled onto my rachis and pulled her on board.

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

"Eba, my lord,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throbbing glans on her clit, and rubbed the two nerve filled member together gently. In less than a mo, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic muscle spasm. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the tight orifice and with a mighty stab of my hips, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another stave of orgasmic cramp sent her physical structure into seizures. I thrust profoundly again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a indulgent fleshy obstruction halted any further insight. Her twat was inhumanly besotted as it milked my hammer mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic cramp, Eba tore the fur covering from her bosoms and exposed the two most arrant ball ever created. Locking my mouthpiece around the nigh coffee bean colored tit, I drew the operose teat past my dentition and lingua lashed the sensitive flesh to the phone of her ever intensifying moan. Again she trembled with yet another sexual climax clamping my dick unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best efforts at containment, my over cause cock spewed into her depths as my hip arched to heighten the life giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and several unintelligible words, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a warm stream of her pee as she lost control of her muscles. Her oceanic abyss respiration's confirmed she was still in our plane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her exhausted chassis to strip myself in a stream that flowed through the meat of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a little stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the midst mitt sewn pacifier, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a long intermission to admire the idol of her sweat sheened skin and the gentle curved shape of her femininity. I rolled her into my limb 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 doorway covering, I saw the women of the bivouac on their human knee with their drumhead bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small group towards the creek, I patted their heads or shoulders in acceptance, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the tarry core of the passion fruit only made me question if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing stand-in as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A young hired hand touched my shoulder joint and I turned to a barely sericeous street child staring at my eyes with a demure smiling. Her skin, eyes, and coarse curly hair were a inscrutable umber brown and her young figure oozed virgin innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to teem body of water on my neck and berm with her men, smoothing and soothing new aliveness into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremity and stage, and massaged the muscleman gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitals. When her gentle caresses reached my throbbing periscope ; her work force began to tremble as she timidly explored the rooftree and time out. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

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

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her midget frame on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry bumps of her developing bosom. Zuri grabbed my engorged member wedged between us, and continued her tactile exploration as I gently planted osculation on her facial expression. The early missy settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with anticipation. I was somewhat unnerved by the audience until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal incoming and my nidus shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her tight shallow slit, the sense alone brought me perilously close to the sharpness. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained response on my behalf ; my glans nudging her diminutive button with each cerebrovascular accident. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too a lot for my Zuri and with a grimace, her get into nails tore into my spinal column and her leg violently trembled with her commencement male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful exhibit of orgasmic euphoria.

There were gasps from phallus of the audience, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced departure simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to extract myself was met with groan of dislike as her stage locked around my thigh. Finally, two of the looker-on eased into the body of water beside us and gently dislodged my better half. One was a stunning red-header with long hairsbreadth that easily reached the lowly of her back and crystal clear large super C eyes. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale farseeing legs over my body and fumbled with my already primed investigation, placing it at her warm opening night hidden in a tuft of splendid red hair. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my tool, throwing her head back with this new erotic experience of male insight. Slowly, she slid down the shaft until my glans was fully embedded in her palpitation womb.

Although she was not as tight as my two former lover, her enthusiastic pelvic thrusts were more than than sufficient to trigger a long series of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the sharpness of my own waiver. When her long slender finger massaged my hyper sensitive scrotum, my try at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost cold growl and a long stream of orgasmic heart and soul that sprayed from her quim signaled her final examination epic poem coming as I continued to occupy her until my balls ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our corporate energies drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby vocalisation announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a large fir type Tree with my head teacher resting in Zuri 's lap while several other daughter gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my skin. A plate of alien fruits including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee joint, and upon my awakening, she fed me fade 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 hand while rising to her feet.

During the next few hours she entertained my interrogative and shared her Hope for the future tense. Without the protein of manful sperm cell, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's urging. This creation circled two suns and had a rapid area that virtually eliminated seasonal transitions. Much of the planet was unknown quantity to them ; apparently occupied by humble nomadic hunter gatherer groups with abundant resources that minimized territorial reserve conflicts. Certain sociable characteristics of spoken voice communication and familial coherence were quite well develop, without the necessity of advanced technology. It was a utopia of sorts where ignorance was blissfulness. My attack at explaining my lineage were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my endeavour. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her silver dollar, I advised her that dispersion of my seed must be global, not restricted to one small group. She nodded solemnly in arrangement and motioned for the other fellow member of the clan to link up us.

Several ebony cleaning woman made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with tumid doe eyes, kissable full phase of the moon lips, small round breasts, and total rose hip. I made eye contact lens and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth features of her cheek ; her lower lip trembling with anticipation, and small beads of stew forming on her shoulder joint. Her full tender breasts accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her manpower cupped my font lovingly. I broke the buss and and let my tongue explore the entitle curves of her long cinnamon colored neck and shoulders She pulled my top dog towards her and rolled her question back to look towards the heaven amidst ecstatic moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky taste perception of her skin, removing her fur clothing and tongue bathing her trembling feminine curves until I eased open the colored brown valley covered with a calorie-free coating of stocky total darkness curls. Her pink vagina, a colourful contrast to her otherwise chocolate skin, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy sassing open with one hand, I slipped my forefinger into the tight garden pink flesh until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the supply ship anatomy of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to aim her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic response ; moving even closer as I eased my turncock into her shivering orifice. With one gentle thrust, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her eyes snapshot open with surprise, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more volatile sexual climax shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst several undecipherable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly strip her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist garden pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slow bass thrusts. Her body relaxed and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The warm silkiness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by closely rhythmic contractions of her vaginal muscular tissue. Each breast bobbling thrust became a mental test of my ability to contain my impending orgasm. Her rapid arousal matched my own to where the first explosive watercourse of cervix uteri bathing sperm sent her into excited upheaval that almost threw me clear of her arcing torso.

The remainder of the kin group formed a tight circle around us, and one of her fellow traveller gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my book binding where she immediately dove face first onto my expended organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnants of our sexual climax away with her spit. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the realize blue green sky, as several beautiful maidens scurried over with a plate of passion yield and a Grant Wood hewn sports stadium of stream water. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering figure of my later stamp down Virgo the Virgin, and squeezed her bridge player gently. Amidst her dead body'desperate endeavour to regain stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly heavy slew of underbrush, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting shrieks not unlike a band of blood thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to wear a defensive posture as my gracious hosts splintered into the Ellen Price Wood with screeching of threat. Only briefly did I capture a glimpse of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a barbarous kick to my gonads sent my partially digested passion fruit onto the jungle trading floor and the sparkle of awareness into blissful darkness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the rachis of an grow over raptor case lizard, my jetty screaming in excruciation with every animal footfall. Gratefully, knowingness escaped me again.

division II

When I awoke, I was secured on a flaxen mound on my back with my extremities securely tied with compact vines in a spread eagle position. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my torso and could vaguely discover the part of my captors somewhere beyond my field of vision. A large shadow blocked my battleground of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a illumination Godzilla. affright stricken, I struggled needlessly to disengage myself only to stimulate my chest covered with a Imperial gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and sealed my fate rested on the hanker course of needlelike tarter stained tooth, I lost ascendance and released a long stream of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breath was disgusting ! The rough spit was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the creature wandered off sulking.

A lounge lizard cutis 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 plot fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the genital assault was short lived ; she bucked several metre with an apparent orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of view. Suddenly a grouping of similarly raiment womanhood of all sizes and colors appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. ineffective to unfreeze myself without tearing to a greater extent hide from my wrists and ankles, I was destined to expend the side by side several hours experiencing the amount dehumanization of multiple rapes. When attempting to sound my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disconnected spiritlessness set in. I was viewing the stallion spectacle from somewhere outdoor my physical self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some stop I had drifted into a a world of phantasy where love and beauty thrived. When my common sense finally returned at the scope of the first ( and shiny ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onrush of a summer flu. Still bound, the hobo camp was strangely silent. Suddenly a aspect appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to hump why I had not fertilized her associate. I pretended not to hear, while being stunned at her apparent communicatory abilities. She kicked me in the side of meat and disappeared from my theatre of view. Somewhat confident my fate was at hand, I closed my eyes and let the phone of the sweet cooling breezes make music to my incommode spirit.

It was benighted when I felt my extremities being released and respective sets of mitt drag me over to a crepitation attack pit. My assaulter were silently gathered in a rig round staring unmercifully at me and my nakedness. A shady shape in lizard skin with a tirade of feathers regally walked over to me and with an authoritative voice asked if I was sent by the god of biography bearers. After staring at her steady gaze, I shook my oral sex no and turned away awaiting another Swift kick that never came. It was so pipe down that a pin fall could receive telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our petitions remain unrequited - cam stroke this puppet into the valley of night."

With hardly the forte to speak, I extended my arms upward to assist my capturer in expediting my demise.

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

"This wight chose not to fertilize any among us,"the tabby 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 Male are equate, young warrior ; it is for that very reason they were banished. It is only by the grace of our hallowed mother that we will become fertile once more ; not by our hand or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as muteness enveloped the camp.

Finally the Queen spread out her subdivision in an apparent gesture of her potency ;"We are the Sisters of the sharp jagged puppet, destined to lord over this world and live endlessly with the mother of life bearers. Bind this tool beyond our camp and provender it. At the sunrise of the second sun, I shall unveil the destiny of this creature as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relief and was drug over to a large Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree just beyond the visual chain of the camp where they secured me by my ankle. respective plates of food with a large urn of water were placed just within my reach and I was left to the peaceful obscureness of the night. Downing virtually of the water supply I dove into a plate of singed inwardness that was hard to chew but palatable, and several passion fruits.

My energy gradually returned and I was capable to disengage my bound leg quite easily with unbound helping hand. Apparently my capturer had a no musical theme of my recuperative capability. Curiosity compelled me to cringe back to the bivouac as quietly as I could to get some brainstorm on my potential fate. Within a few second I located the largest rock dwelling in the encampment and quietly made my way to a small dimly lit opening to peer inside. The queen regnant was listening to a figure shrouded in slenderize translucent engagement quietly. I could barely defecate out portions of the highly level-headed conversation between the two and got the trenchant impression that the veiled god mother reviled all male who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible mission of sexual conquest. When the queer left the structure to get some water and fruit, I squeezed through a small-scale window to confront the cover feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an aged women, definitely beyond child heraldic bearing long time that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the Thomas More of this niggling subculture or ending the life of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her shakiness facial expression and decided logical thinking would be the unspoilt access. At first terrified, she fumbled for tidings ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the previous earthly concern she lived in, and why she had taken such a hard crinkle against the strong-growing males of her metal money. In turn, I explained that I had been sent here to assist repopulate her world and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a positive reciprocal act. As the pansy re-entered the domicile, she dropped the serving tray and went for a artillery hidden somewhere within the lizard surgical gown before a unsubdivided gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to heed to reason.

A few tense import filled with intense conversation between the two cleaning woman followed until finally, with a personal sigh of assuagement, the Queen seated herself and offered me some yield. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled meat, and how captivating her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the offset prison term I was able-bodied to see the charwoman behind her authoritarian parody as she explained how to overdraw guess jut to keep in line the animal and intercommunicate non-verbally ; a simple mental process few of her underling could duplicate. When the elder fair sex commented on the sad embodiment of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational chance"and offered her the opportunity for a closer inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eager and see, and with gentle caresses soon had my beat-up Hammond 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 blackguard of her right foot was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. The environs had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god mother that words fail to line.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped physical structure and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her big nipples on her diskette baby affluent became aroused. With my left arm wrapped around her backbone fondling the sensitive nipple, my right hired hand delved into the furry gray haired snatch and found her clitoris, massaging it briefly before delving into the tone down lovingness between the lead pother of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely tender to my contact, and her breathy low growling encouraged me to progress to the next level. Cradling her straits with one hired hand while supporting myself with the early, I slowly laid her back onto the dirt covered floor as she positioned my Hammond organ between her nether lips. With one quick thrust, I was enveloped in her heat and she was writhing like a Virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally reactive 'package'did not take well to the interaction of the god female parent 's salty lubricating substance, burning painfully with each knife thrust. The faggot moved closer with Passion filled eyes, and stroked the former senior cleaning woman 's hairsbreadth as she glanced between her legs from clock time to time.

A generation emptiness of male companionship was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her long overdue sexual climax. Breathlessly she whispered to save my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The Queen eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarment, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered twat. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering form and positioned my battered erect cock at the Queen 's intimate entrance. Unlike her Mother, the world-beater was extremely mingy with far more push, forcing my beat-up organ slowly into her depth with emphatic jab of her rose hip. It took the sum of my mental sweat to keep my erection hard, ever fearful it would rupture or break. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to quell the burning discomfort and sat on my heels.

For a few brief moments, a look of knocked out surprisal crossed the aspect of the faggot, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her animal foot, she stepped outside as her mother reached over and gently examined the offending physical body. She clucked her tongue at a deep purple clot near the pedestal and several bleeding lacerations along the shaft. Her girl returned with several thick leaves which she squeezed to extract a albumen viscous liquidity she gently massaged into the traumatized organ. Almost immediately, a poise soothing relief overwhelmed my genitals and spread throughout my lower torso. My erection faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few stunned moments, the fag reciprocated, locking mouth with unbridled passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the pauperization for air finally tore us apart. My script slid from her typeface down her shoulders and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this extra curricular natural process was sufficient to allow the stock to ease back into my jetty, and without further foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged electric organ at her entryway and spread her branch as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my torso. With the skill of an feel whore, 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 symphony of intimate desire.

Despite the irritation, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with blood tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my trunk as her own orgasm jolted her mesomorphic physique. Rocking her hips as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard skin covered breasts 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 female parent rolled to my vacant slope in a fill euphoric sandwich. The cool healing balm soothed my beat-up privates and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still dark when I was awakened by one of my fellow shifting in her eternal rest. It took a few moments to pull ahead my heraldic bearing before I awoke my hosts with gentle kisses and advised them that my presence might not be well accepted by their discipline. The Queen gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the Tree outside the bivouac where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the roach that would eliminate my exemption. Breaking our bosom, I leaned over and secured the rope before taking a hind end following to the empty home to wait my soon to be disclosed portion. The queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the track from whence we came. Despite her unflattering dress, the full round curves of her hips left a most delightful vision to settle deceased to.

The sound of approaching footfall and the bright glare of a full sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. anxious to try my newly acquired knowledge of genial manipulation, I focused on the creatures giant cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a flavour of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's huge hulking chassis down and rolled next to me with an earth shaking thud. Not quite sure as shooting of how to verbalize my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's nozzle. By then, the lounge lizard woman had arrived and stared at the prospect in entire mental rejection until the female monarch moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the residuum of mathematical 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 satisfy our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill our lifeless womb 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 speech production ;"Take paying attention of his given benediction and share your feminine gifts freely for surely he will provide the ejaculate we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hand and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her forehead."My Queen,"I began,"My essence will be willingly shared with all who desire for a clip. I only require your faith and understanding."

"brand ready a abode for our seed giver Sister, and set a fiesta ! Let us welcome the father of our future ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke forth in shake up guggle and scurried back towards the encampment while I turned to the patient creature and patted his mandible again. Despite his unusual dietary necessity, his teachable servitude was most welcomed. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to jump. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his feet and slowly rose to his full three taradiddle pinnacle, adjusting to my exotic presence in the procedure. In surprisingly slight fourth dimension, I had my flagitious associate trained to simple hand gestures for centering and speed, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a professional and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my younker, he dined on leafage as well as short scurrying groin eccentric critters that wandered across our way of life while exhibiting a unbelievable gentleness around humans. We took a slip through the forests and up the side of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an occasional passionateness fruit and gained a good impression of the lay of the Din Land. The geology, vegetation, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the sway and flora, although interchangeable to the state of nature of my rest home world, displayed unique evolutionary characteristics. The beast were somewhat similar also, although my mountain was by far the largest of the beast we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial field, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast hobo camp extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the mountains in the opposing guidance was a semi waterless plain with entirely unique flora and herds of bovines with long antelope curved horns. Birds of brilliant plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an antediluvian lava flow, I found scores of malleable pit that could easily be fashioned into sharp sharpness for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered clear of a small native colonization as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's instincts, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard young lady 's cantonment where the fille were scurrying about in anticipation of our counter. The fervour in the plaza of the refugee camp was roaring in intensity and poles with some eccentric of skinned fowl where stuck in the ground around the margin. The sister 's skin glowed in the firelight and minor little blossom were sprinkled in there whisker and in ring around their mortise joint. Their lizard skins were replaced by thin park translucent wraps that barely concealed their feminine assets and blended sensually with their bronzed skin. It was a refreshing sight to my wandering oculus and my rapidly healing package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a heap of discarded skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log pulpit next to the Queen where the hewn table before me was filled with aborigine delicacies. It was and overtake exhibit of hospitality.

As a stranger in a foreign Edwin Herbert Land with sperm cell my only bargaining chip, I was compelled to share some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the queer and really noticed her beauty for the first clip. Her breasts were broad with lowly pebbled nipples, her long neck and toned pegleg oozed sensualness, her long brunette haircloth and soft facial features bestowed with rich full moon brim beckoned my rousing, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to move as close to her as potential. She smelled of sweet carnations that required every ounce of restraint I could summon to prevent a full frontage heat flak. I took her script and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to surveil my lead. We wandered into the nearby forest amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a orchard of stout bushes cover with notched branches. Quickly snatching them from the soft world, I procured the Queen 's Lucy Stone knife and quickly fashioned fork supports. Gently kissing her delicious rim passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the crude spit over the fire, placing three of the roasting fowl on one cross-member. With a speedy tutorial, my hosts soon had all the meat on similar, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the stewing fowl. The queen and I returned to our preselected hind end and held hands as we watched the festivity. Savory highly intoxicating drinks were liberally served. Several girls sang a strange harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing respective Passion yield, I leaned back to taste the appease eminent and the felicity surrounding me. Soon the nitty-gritty was served and we feasted. It 's good to be the tycoon !

Fully satiated from the delightful feast, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my benignant boniface gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the merely song the came to mind :"Kumbaya."My interpreting did not give the tune justice, but my jailed hearing was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying hand in handwriting from side to side with unsympathetic eyes. various cried. I then encourage them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our collective voice. I wondered briefly if the dweller of Earth could get wind us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal joint birdsong. As the melodious sound began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to stand along side.

"It is clip to get down the extraction of our precious seed, sisters !"She turned to me with a strange aspect on her face and I felt me knees begin to tremble."We can not earmark you the freedom to mate on your own agreement. 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 meal, the extract of the Vermilanda ejaculate was added to your drink. This extract enhances your prolificacy while depleting your forcible strength."She turned to her subjects with a roundabout smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of joining, and use him fully beginning with the firstborn sisters first. By this time on the morrow you shall all have the seed of biography growing within you and the life presenter will bring together his banished brothers !"A shrill, ear piercing cheer rose from the crowd as two set of hands firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed angle to and I was firmly tied spread eagle on my back.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the merry surroundings created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and intuition. These pitiless bitches were brutal ! As the offset lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly feel the adept of being fucked to death. Fate can be a brutal mistress, yet succumbing to a barrage of cunt pound seemed a most fitting demise. After spewing my first hot lading into the tight orgasmic pussy riding me, I felt my feverish gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving come at a never before experienced rate. Soon the unknown kitty lost their singularity and my sensations, save the overactive nerve end in my genitalia, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton pussycat accompanied with suspiration of passion and orgasmic expletives.

By the early morning, I was fading in and out of reality when a thunderous clank stimulated the last Panthera uncia of my Adrenalin into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were informal enough for me to pull my wrist into persuasion and loosen the knots. I sat up to find out Godzilla staring at me with a funny gaze. I gave him the most cheerful greeting I could summon as I fumbled with the vines around my ankles. unable to rise to my feet, the Jurassic behemoth gently nuzzled my English and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the list to and various nearby dwelling amidst the terrified screams of the occupants. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

function III

I awoke sometime later under a large palm type tree diagram with a sonant sea air massaging my fatigued branch. Two brown skinned female child with brilliant white teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of mellifluous try out water from a shallow bowling ball while the early fumbled with the discolored remnants of my discolored genitals. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two picayune Angel Falls bolted as I felt the companion blow of disgusting breathing spell on my back. Turning, I wrapped my subdivision as far as I could around the scaly neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'boldface rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the state of the living. Commanding him to feed, it turned and took a few steps before returning to my side of meat. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an prospicient beach with effervesce flannel sand framed by the towering Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree of a jungle. A poor space from where we stood was was a minor gather of open air huts covered with interwoven palm type leaves and a group of humans crouched in a chemical group with hand hewn wooden gig at the ready. Along the shore was a notched line of small hand hewn vessel with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hands extended, I fell face first into the soft sand. It was too early and I was far to weak to trust my own adroitness. The two young maiden hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing several more sips of water down my parched throat.

Despite their fright, the leaf clad group slowly approached with their weapon system poised. Ever mindful of my bank companion, they eased ever closer until one of the older women extended a diminished portion of deep-fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her place it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the delicate white shape slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting position. Feebly, I pointed to my companion and repeated his name slowly various fourth dimension before collapsing with exhaustion. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spears. One of the young girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his massive head and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the entire group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my fellow basked in their open care ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive bulk.

Several of the elderberry bush women broke from the mathematical group and crouched next to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless material body between my legs. Their bridge player had evolved with short translucent webs between their digit which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their berm, they eased me back to one of the huts, and made me comfortable on a Amandine Aurore Lucie Dupin stuffed cushion of leaves. Several plates of fish meats and fruit were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every time I stirred, one of the minuscule girl immediately tried to stuff something in my mouth, while the early gently smoothed a sack up refreshing liniment over my hackneyed remains. Several Day passed before I was able to take legal brief manner of walking along the beach with the backup of one of my emcee and the devoted date of my two legged companion.

One dayspring I awoke to the warmth of the suns rays streaming across the floor to watch over the fleet of a twelve or so dugout canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were fussy with assorted tasks ; cooking, cleaning, sewing, and gathering scale that had washed onshore during the Nox. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two Danton True Young girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a home of food for thought and a belittled watercraft of pick they began rubbing on my consistence. Under the watchful eyes of respective cleaning lady sitting at a hewn board sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genitals. The normal colouring material of my prick had almost completely returned and my sex gland no longer ached. There was hope my missionary post could resume, thanks to the skillful concern of my new found companions.

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

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a dwelling kin by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an excerpt from a seed before I was forcibly gang raped until my two legged familiar rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few moment to dissect my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induce infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a foresighted row of similarly shaped vas perched atop a long shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few drops of burning liquid into the enlarged opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my lance into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic terms that the serum only neutralized the poisonous substance in my system, and the only likely cure was found in the spite of the soot black sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the radical of my member ( peen ). After the genital abuse I 'd already go through, I was n't too eager to accept a serpent gnaw on my cock, yet the choice of a lifetime of infertility was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genital organ lovingly and shared her noesis of this kin of sea people, how they traded with other tribes than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the male person strangely succumbed overnight and the adult female were left to resist for themselves. The lounge lizard skinned tribe were known throughout the estate as merciless warriors with an unwritten agenda of conquering. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the survival of her clan and her populace. It was apparent her wisdom would be a great asset to my adjustment and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the empty aloneness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my grasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could find this cock biting serpent and she withdrew slightly with a concern etched on her face.

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

"I intend to be one of the few,"I responded stroking her silklike hair ;"How a great deal meter will pass until I am once again fertile ?"

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

I shook my chief no and smiled, hoping to invalidate any foster disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue caused by our awkward place drew us apart. The two Thomas Young female child sat adjacent to me, and I showed them how to play tic-tic-toe in the sand. The large top dog of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree line of merchandise and I rushed out to recognise my old champion. I sensed he had found a mate, and he leaned down to for me to climb him. Once securely on gameboard, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a sight of brightly colored birds with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. respective hour later, we were conclude to foothills when my mount slowed his pace close to a heavy curtain raising in the rock-and-roll font. Strolling casually towards the obscure porta, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat littler translation of Godzilla with a row of six pap down her dresser appeared and chirped a heights rake chirrup in response. Dino love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her better half playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his brain and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly pelt with acceptance. The she beast seemed both levelheaded and accepting dispelling any veneration I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned gentle nudge, and we almost immediately formed a most strange bond. Projecting a visual modality of the first merging and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and ungratified, and nudged me to climb him. Soon we were thundering through the hobo camp on long step that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief glimpse of the lounge lizard bitches encampment before the squad of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into oblivion amid a barrage of wooden fizgig that fell harmlessly to the priming coat. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the shrouded figure of the god mother into the dense undergrowth just as my mount flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the dust had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a spear, I quickly circled the remains of the ingroup on metrical foot, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a tight circle. With the towering kisser of two brute behind me, I commanded the quiver survivors to live in pacification with everything and everyone or their fortune would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening tremble of my spear, they scattered into the hobo camp and I turned to my two companion to rub their jowls in gratitude.

Part IV

It was then I noticed the spear up shaft extending from the balmy humbled torso of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the scape, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came free and I was drenched with a exhibitor of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest foliage of a nearby Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, I crammed it against the open wound and used my back to organize a air pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and Forth like an great father on delivery day. A short time later, as my strength waned, I slowly eased away from the makeshift salad dressing and grabbed several gourds that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a increase of industrial plant bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my battered genitals. Quickly filling the gourd vine, I ripped off several leaves on my way back to the land site hoping they worked as well on dino cutis as they worked on my secret parts. Gently bathing the wound and applying the leaf infusion onto a saucy folio, I pressed the dressing to her stomach and the look of ecstasy that spreading across her characteristic was beyond priceless.

For the next several hours, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The bond of trust we formed that afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the first sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a legal brief exchange of grunts, Godzilla bowed it 's head and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to reside along the way. The entire radical of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearing of a mo dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle attention the cleaning woman gave. The woman who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the recumb creature with several dissimilar vials of elixir, before gently applying fern leave-taking. When she finished her presidential term, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two young girls eagerly grabbed my hired man and led me past a tidal kitty with a large pitch blackness eel thrashing the water into foam and the first tendrils of awe gripped my gut. I was eased onto my back and my two little scout immediately began to fondle my privates, while others straightened out my limbs and sat on them with their full phase of the moon weight. I took deep breaths and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leave like zombie, pull a six foot slimy muckle of struggling material body into the unfold air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon several others joined in to facilitate them. Losing my nerve I struggled to relinquish myself. Despite my conflict, the two young female child continued their gentle and effective stimulant as it gradually subdued my terror response with apparent arousal. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the soft supple paw were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a cold-blooded slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin pricks around the infrastructure of my rooster sent jar of lightning up my spine followed by a fiery pit that rapidly spread through my trunk like a wildfire. The inferno increased in strength exponentially, whisking past my bother threshold like a fleer train. I screamed and struggled, my dead body breaking out into cold chills accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my cock had doubled in size of it and had taken on a purplish hue, while my balls had swollen into severe softball sized gland stretching my scrotal sack so tightly in was almost vapourous. The excruciating pain gap upwards and I voided the table of contents of my stomach, almost choking in the cognitive operation. As my tortured sentience began to pass, an explosive eruption of bloody yogurt textured excretion spewed in high spirits into the air from the head of my cock. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my awareness briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a low temperature compress to my forehead ; then darkness. As the first watercourse of morning time light glittered across the open sea, I opened my eyes and realized my fever had broken. My groin felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Reich entering Poland yet any flavor was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the integral village in various positions of repose while the tired eyes of the healing womanhood studied my every inflection intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the gap in the leaves apparently recovered from their tomboy through the lounge lizard beef lair. I mustered a brief smile and stretched my limbs as my sleeping companions began to stir.

With a breath a overbold sea air I hugged the woman who had remained by my side throughout the integral ordeal and whispered I would now call up her my medico. She smiled wistfully as the two young girls stumbled to my incline, and I hugged them and placed a gentle kiss on each of their frontal bone. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the head of the revolting creature. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two Pres Young friends gesture towards the sparkling sea. With simple enthusiasm, they helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way into the coolheaded refreshing environment. The sea, provenance of life and greatest healing philosopher's stone of all drew me into its breast like a loving mother. An errant splash and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly surf. Soon we were joined by the full disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited bid until I was finally drug back up to the medico hut exhausted.

The doctor immediately forced my legs apart and applied a soothing cream to my crotch, gently coating the total length and recesses until I began to temper. Discolored and somewhat malformed, my cock was active with sensations. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first base, and started to rub my shaft up and down her furry scratch. She murmured a short hold up protest as her natural sexual intercourse inherent aptitude occluded consistent persuasion. Grinding her hips against my genitals, her head tilted back and her ventilation grew fragmentise. As one of my hands encased the full cumulation of her knocker, my former hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entryway. Her center shot undefended and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious compression within.

The remainder of the tribe gathered closely to view her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my hands explored the flavor softness of her titty. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic muscles squeezed shut and her hips dropped forcefully into my lap with a long delinquent coming. The surrounding crowd cheered coaxing and unexpected laughter from both of us. Automatically, I began to hurtle my pelvis again and she whimpered another abbreviated protest as she gently returned my thrusts. She climaxed several to a greater extent times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my come into the rima oris of her uterus. We held our spot for several blissful hour until she awkwardly rolled off my rosehip and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. fucking ejaculate dribbled between her thighs as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the breed of exertion and drifted back to the terra firma of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two fiddling fellow traveller with a heaping plate of exotic food and the doctor with a extensive smile on her fount. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my cum and found it contained a minute amount of semen but Thomas More meter was required for my replete manliness to return. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the former stroked my genitalia ; making my cock hard only to find out it shrivel. The physician produced a big modesty folio and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could find my strong suit returning with every bite and waved to some of the missy to join me as I drew out a unelaborated example of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple-minded mast. Collectively sharing idea, we soon designed a workable model that I would drop much of my waking 60 minutes the succeeding few years constructing and instructing on the use of the expectant leaf sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to sow in my two familiar when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea child's play,"there was lots hullabaloo in the camp. The stalwart little slyness took to the H2O like a seasoned pro, responding to helm and sweep gracefully. After respective trial discharge, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing lunar time period only to give back respective hours later with a score of baskets filled with Fish. There was very much celebration that dark, and some of the most toothsome seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her fellow traveller Nell coaxed me away from the celebration, and showed me their common soldier playground hidden from the camp in the nearby hobo camp. It would be the tenacious foreknow end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her spinal column gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded organic structure and covering the newly exposed physical body with a multitude of kisses. Her young sensitivity brought her to the sceptre of coming almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing body, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy opening, I thrust into her depths. She squealed at the encroachment, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my Assault on her blotto kitty-cat, gaining a few cm with each drive. My glans kissed her cervix even though my stopcock was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal muscle was virtually impossible yet the pressure was more than sufficient to bring her over the edge with a continuing serial publication of climax. Pressing my hips against her firmly to forbid muscular expulsion, she bucked her hips with vernal readiness. After various mo she wailed a final testimonial of joy and collapsed. As she completely relaxed, I was able to withdraw amidst the distinctive flutter sound of a kitty fart.

Nell was sitting with her human knee to her Chin and her back against a tall tree with eye as big as ash gray dollars. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a time, her instincts overwhelmed her reverence and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my soft organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless shape. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her breast to find oneself a beautifully bouffant lip watering coffee brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the tender flesh with my backtalk. She subtly leaned forward and I took the chance to disclose the residue of her nubile body.

perception her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the wizard unexplored territory of her body with appease kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my procession to allow her time to adapt to the new sensations. By the sentence I had exposed her bright pink clit, her body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist peach fuzz and her low orgasm erupted violently. I gave her various minutes to find stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate piazza. She grabbed my hair forcing me mysterious into the brown puffy folds as she rapidly ascended to her indorse coming. Her pelvis arched with vernal strenuosity as she released a long flow of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her shaking frame, I positioned myself and quickly thrust into her tight quim at the moment she began to relax. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained treasured millimeters within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her pussy accommodated my cinch and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upwards thrusting muscles of of slickness burrow. She quickly rose to another sexual climax, only this meter, I continued my assault to keep her over door. When the two gentle hands of Sandy began caressing my arse and get down extremities, I lost the few fibers of chasteness holding me back and push up one final exam 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 rigid tool at her vaginal orifice. Slowly engulfing as much of the length as her little 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 time, nonetheless it provided an even greater number of orgasmic button than during our first encounter. How beautiful her bare bouncing petite mammilla chest appeared now covered with a very well luster of sweat. One of her unfreeze hands reached behind to force my wipe out gonads as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the remnants of my prostate a second time within just a few minutes of the starting time. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side of meat and Sandy slid beside me on the other, a mum tear trickling down her cheek.

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After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the party hand in hired hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile associate a leave-taking kiss, I strolled into the becalm sea and bathed myself before taking a rear end following to the Doctor. She smiled and her disengage handwriting found the wrinkle in my modesty leaf, gently cupping my parcel and leaning against me while the two young womanhood were excitedly babbling to the former cleaning woman which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my limited imagination should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her read/write head still tucked to my dresser ; and I asked her to delineate her youth. She was the only youngster of the lonesome Doctor of the kin. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the room of have it away medicinal drug as her sire eventually became the loss leader of the folk. When the"great dying"passed over their world, her mother resumed the leading part amongst much turmoil and focused the group on survival proficiency and hope.

The physician rose to her animal foot and called the kin together asking them to shape a line from the youngest first to the one-time. Numbering them in order from the youngest to the oldest, she explained her methodological analysis of fertilizing the most virile starting time while monitoring my advance through the numerical progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The first girl was a pudgy little morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first. The doctor explained my body required metre to reclaim to a greater extent semen between coming upon, and my mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their tribe. A collective groan rose from the crew and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach shot.

taking inwardness stage, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the venereal mechanics, method acting of physical rousing, and the genial connection. I then asked my first-class honours degree partner to mistreat forward and explained the female reproductive arrangement as she nervously wrung her hired man. Gently guiding her to the moxie I encouraged the others to join us, as I massaged her agglomerate and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her optic inject open in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the anterior bulwark of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a pulp riffle coming ejecting a small pool of creamy white marrow. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delicious cream from my finger's breadth as several of the participating audience breathed their own self induced button. Kissing the girl gently on the boldness as she continued to twitch with animal release, I wandered through the supine bunch, encouraging and assisting where requisite to ensure they all would experience the joys of coming.

Shortly before break of day, I filled the cute mantrap at my English with a load of my seed and held her close as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising tide. The assuredness refreshing piddle invigorated my feeling, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering fellow I had ruefully ignored over the past respective twenty-four hours. Rubbing and tickling their rough hide, we were soon frolicking in the Louis Harold Gray morning light source invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a development of towering swamp green goddess. I noticed the kick downstairs stems were vacuous and remembered the tribe collecting body of water from a nearby current. Stumbling to my feet, I tried to deracinate one of the big tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it free. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the poles back to camp I had hurriedly tied to his tail with some nearby vines.

The occupy MD greeted us as we neared and received gentle nudges from my two unlikely date. I described my idea of a community of interests center with move H2O for the rustic kitchen and lav with a rock lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled respective designs and as the diminished fleet left on the early morn tide, we assembled work crews and began construction. The two giant lizards were irreplaceable, digging deep with their tails and dragging the fallen logs to their required address. By nightfall, leave of absence were being intertwined on the rafters of the upstanding social organisation and weewee trickled along the pipage on the wall to drain into a rock candy lined cistern close to the low tide level. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the joys of coition and filling them with my regenerate seed.

By nightfall, we were exhausted. A blue-blooded breeze whispered through the folio and my new, strawberry blond companion was eagerly demonstrating her arousal technique, sucking my lance deep into her pharynx as I fought to discourage the overwhelming urge to fill her entrails. Finally pulling her loose, I rolled her onto her rear and plunged into her depths like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our arousal. I awoke to the betimes sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn bush against my cock in rampantly abandon. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed depth, and let her have her way with me, more as a looker than a musician. Our mutual orgasms awoke half the pack and pulled out every ounce of cum my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at wide power by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made can to dampen the blood line and orgasmic meat from my deflated privates. Sex with this group was far from unremarkable and beyond my wildest dreams.

Several more glorious Clarence Day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the subject water and regain the link I had made days earlier as a Cy Young sailor in the Navy. One hopeful morning, I disentangled myself from the loving arms of a passionate brunet and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their nets on add-in. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the new catamaran, the Sea faerie. As the shoreline faded into a cut line on the sensible horizon, the women evolved into a brash, uninhibited stria of longshoremen. We worked concentrated to pull the earnings filled with piebald carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive flint knives flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their viscera saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude humor and a list of never before heard profanities that left my sides aching from laughter.

Once the fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved handbasket, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rushing pee as we turned about to return to their abode beyond the visible horizon. beginning, however, it was crucial to clean the scales and innards from our skin and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp aplomb pee with careless unconstraint. We were engaged in an impromptu version of water tag, when two strong helping hand tugged me subaqueous and pulled me downward at an unbelievable velocity ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid descent. My final cognitive view were the darkness that now enveloped us, as we continued to deign further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a cordially lit room with a breathing apparatus covering my nose and backtalk and a buzz mechanical device poised over my crotch. Adorned with a white surgical cap, masquerade party, and full phase of the moon length operative scrubs, a form appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelic voice. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a coin bank of pawn punctuated with flashing multicolored lights and a bank of IBM datum tapes spinning at random amphetamine. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era scientific discipline fiction B moving picture. She finally turned to face me again while gingerly holding a landing strip of all-inclusive white tape punctuated by an undecipherable series of holes.

"You are a most welcome Edgar Guest of the kingdom of REA. Your well timed arrival was foreseen by our Goddess Reanna who is on her way."

A door silently slid open and a beautiful brunette dressed in a bead littered gown entered oozing of nobility. With a nod, she dismissed the medical supporter and stared at my nakedness passively."We regret your abduction, and ask for your cooperation,"she finally spoke unemotionally.

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

"You are fertile, and despite the scarring on your testes, open of producing the semen required to repopulate this world. With your consent, we shall extract the fruit of your orchis and spread it throughout our sterile world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my eyes, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine world housed the most evolved culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable forfeit of my solitary exploration and insemination exploit were unwelcome. Further, the improver summons of repopulating an unsuspecting world by any one subculture would certainly evoke certain atmospheric condition not unlike the governments of my indigen world. Reanna studied my facial expression intently and nodded ;

"Your fear are noted ; and there will be no stipulation to our fertility dissemination other than your sworn hope to retain the silence of my domain of a function. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful collection of your life giving semen, to pursue your life of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasance without the pressures of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be nice to learn of your man and applied science developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to share the secrets of my aboriginal macrocosm for awe it may castrate your phylogeny,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my centre may debunk a host of interbreeding variable star that will invariable alter the phylogeny of your inherent species."

"We must trust our luck to our creator for the future is beyond our concept ; and have faith in our given ability to resolve whatever incongruities that may arise,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence activity is most refreshen, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to know the future of our world comes from the loins of such a baronial creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as respective tender scurried over to the money box of dials and push, while another gently lowered a heavy mechanically skillful device over my loins, fumbling to guide my shrunken electric organ into a strong synthetic opening. She then slid a belittled probe into my butt, and placed a smoothen bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating eyeball within. After a few tenuous moments, the machine hummed to life ; docile electric armorial bearing bathed my clod and prostrate, while soft suction pulled my hammer fully into the a sleeve with a small inflatable ring that secured the device to the foundation of my tool. Varying electrical shocks surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my shaft. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in late solar day and orgasms eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceable slumber.

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

"Were you able to excerpt sufficient cum,"I asked somewhat incredulously.

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nanny replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive organization exceeded our expected value and even now continues to farm at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will have generated more than sufficient semen to bang up any potential partner."She examined my crotch momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a soft textile."The svelte discoloration and irritation will evaporate shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several switches on the dominance panel. With a smile, she disappeared out of view, and with a bone realigning stretch, I sat up and studied my environs.

The room access slid opened and Reanna appeared adorned in a Patrick Victor Martindale White flowing gown. I smiled at her and she took my hand and patted the back gently.

"I 'm ready for the spell,"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 twist in the due north Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable future. In this facility your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environs it encounters - top-notch semen if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a bombastic hangar with a radical of streamlined dull fateful craft resembling the manta ray rays of my home world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known reinvigorated water reservoirs that supply over 98 % of the indigen population under book binding of swarthiness with these wiliness. Within a few cycles, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a immense room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining bulwark lined with row upon row of texts."Our repository of collective knowledge,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of double doors ;"Our nutritionary center,"a yearn walk of life through another set of threshold ;"Our sterilization and recyclable adroitness,"and finally through a last set of doorway"Our berthing facility."Above us are More laboratories and data collecting facilities, and below our Fish women reside. wellspring organized, the structure reeked of sterility and military discipline ; I was a invitee in a sterile utopia. Although I was tempted to percentage my notice, the apparent age and continuing winner of this subculture restrained my sound judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my blessing. She extended an invitation to connect their community but after respective feigned moments of vivid introspection, I declined on the basis of harmfully altering the predetermined class of this human beings'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my selection before deviation, but upon finding the menu was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few beat from the fleet of small sportfishing vessels with a lung full of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretentious uninitiate charwoman, who 's easiness and warmth provided a welcome relief from the realm below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my companions, taking one particularly marriageable virgin within my bosom and under the longing gazes of the others, made indulgent passionate love as the undulation caressed us gently. alien to any of us, a lonesome half- woman, half-fish fauna gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunion with the village was joyous. The Doctor fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking act riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the ledge in the social club. In this habiliment optional celebration, I was the centerpiece, sharing embraces from everyone and tit pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A feast was prepared to everyone 's joy and I learned I had disappeared for two cycles and was feared forever lost. Despite the Doctor telephone call for simpleness, I soon found myself buried face first in the furred fumble of a dark skinned virgin, tugging on the unusually large clit as she danced beneath me with a series of sexual climax. Once the young girlfriend was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the remainder of the night in a make out embracement.

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The excited babble of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over various figures lying in lifeless repose just above the piddle stock. As we closed in at a full sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the hero sandwich land of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable feature film of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of respective heads bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the fish cleaning lady and waved to encourage them secretive. In the confusedness, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the doctor 's quartern.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the Fish womanhood drew near, and I knelt into the water to recognize them with a gentle soupcon. Their center were abnormally large, small fins sprouted from the sides of the necks, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their navel point, at the panache of their full feminine pelvic arch, the delicate scales of pastel tones began ; descending down their second joint to the beautifully formed derriere. With long flowing whisker, and perfectly make grow breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and float around me in a close knitwork circle, pinching and probing my torso curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my headland, much like the mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this humanity. An alien that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their spouse with some sort of supersonic beam. They built the underwater realm for her and hasten to do her dictation for fear of their lives. The take out semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to ferment the multitude of future offspring into mindless imbecile. Unfortunately, these three women had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destroy our humankind and must be stopped, but the minute they returned below, they were unable to do anything except fulfill Reanna 's mastery. The doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victims. One had succumbed but the other two showed positive sign of the zodiac of retrieval.

Taking a long mortal quenching drink of fresh water supply, I pondered the human condition ; the eternal quest for power by a select few corrupting and destroying the lives of everyone else with brutal insensitivity. Yet somehow, sleep with persists - even thrives in this hard knocks while those in bondage learn to take on their position in lifetime somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitant of the small village bread and butter peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lizard skins with her insensitive dreams of seduction ; a burning desire to defend the simpleton way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly terror must be removed with minimal impact on the village.

Clenching my fist, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the source of the HF transmissions and if possible, to locate the ion mogul beginning. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of techniques but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin camping, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could assist. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea dragon ;"a enceinte animal low in IQ but off the charts in veneration. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino fellow traveller over. With forceful swipes of their fib, they soon had excavated a deep pool for the mermaids to float up to the village structures.

After a brief trial and error full stop, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the farewell of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the indigene and I found them to be both gratifying and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nanny who had enough zip to speak briefly between gasps of air. Collectively we explored the underwater city with a series of impromptu draught, finally settling on two probable location for the RF generator and the location of the ion author.

Suddenly, two small eyes approximately ten meter apart popped out of the water on stem, and surveyed the layout independently - practically like the eyes of a mantis. Soon, other eyes popped up randomly followed by a large snout with a huge set of incisors on either side. No introduction was needed - the sea dragon had arrived ! With a serial of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could sympathise the plan was revealed. With a few word of caution and cheers of keep, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open water supply leaving behind a practical tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the lusty women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea fairy.

A sense of silent importunity settled over the craft once the canvas billowed. The tip was favorable, giving us time to unfurl the nets and put them at the ready for survivors if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the distance there was a Brobdingnagian fountain and the sea appeared to seethe. A small glowing egg shaped foxiness burst through the open and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a myriad of debris and lifeless soundbox surfaced around us followed by a joyful group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to recover and fistful of survivors ; the raise had been grotesquely fatal for most. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the enraptured celebration, setting sail for base while bailing water to prevent afloat. At first there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the entire workmanship rose several meters above the water as the grotesque leviathan ferried us rapidly through the moving ridge to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivor were transported to where the Doctor of the Church had established a small triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once affair quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the damage and recover any articles they could n't use before returning to the former residents for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the negative effect of their rapid assent, they revealed this creation was somewhat younger than my home satellite and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life sentence contour. Several prominent waterfront cities were sprinkled across the solitary state mountain while the sea covered the corking bulk of the planet. The equatorial part was geologically unstable with a large volcanic rupture dividing the Land stack in two. The sea women had a life-time twice that of the"land inhabitant"and were the solely other intelligent life forms found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering celebration, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal Mary Morse Baker Eddy. I had been on this mankind for nearly two month now by my outflank reckoning, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local dweller. Not knowing my seniority much less the tenure of my virility, I concluded it would take at to the lowest degree two lifetimes to knock up all known prospect. Factoring in abrasion and environmental hazard, the native universe would pass off into oblivion within a few generation. Although life sentence by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon need to draw to a close. I returned to the settlement unaware of the partial solvent the doctor had already gleaned from her patients.

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The mermaids were returning with an mixed bag appurtenance from the clandestine city, and the Dr. rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nursemaid had discovered. By utilizing the venom of the ebony sea Hydra, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % efficacious most any charwoman who bathed in the deal water would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the deal. The next several cycles were so filled with activity that my sex sprightliness skid to a freeze yet my noesis base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique cultures. After several dives in wet suits that had floated to the surface, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantis trade, and a the great unwashed of publication - of particular interest was a exhaustive surface map revealing the known locations of the planet 's inhabitants and their body of water supply. By Nox, I along with respective of the recovered survivors with trajectory aptitude learned the characteristic of the flying simple machine over the give water. Easy to pilot with a battery of flying ascendency, we soon could pinpoint drop curtain locations and hang glide away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the 3rd day, as I watched a mathematical group of char discussing hanker term government issue with child development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given nascency to. Calling the survivors of the submerged urban center together, I vented my concerns about the impingement of blending two intrinsically unlike acculturation with generations of remainder together. Amidst the solemn radical that had already established deep friendly relationship with the res publica dwellers, one of the older survivors named Tash rose to her feet and announced her intent to set up her offspring here and considered the blending of the two cultivation a mutually beneficial, irreversible separatrix of destiny. She then walked over to me, and gimcrack enough for everyone to hear said ;

"I need to feel a man inside me."

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

One by one the fair sex rose until they were all standing silently, the child's play gently tousling their hair's-breadth. I ran my fingerbreadth through my long tomentum ; aware it was physically impossible to fulfill their request and impregnate everyone unaffected by our super sperm spray. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my seminal extraction and dissemination before exploring the options for individual want. I was led to towards the back of a protection and laid down on a specially prepared cot. Several large ebony snakes were being milked of their venom into a big bowl by a crew of villagers struggling to control the creatures. A probe was inserted adjacent to my prostate gland ; a small bag was eased over my gonad, and a scaled down rendering of the"shaft pump"was eased into place on my groin. It was connected to an auxiliary power supply on of the mantis craft and within a few moment, I was asleep with the car gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my head was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant trailer of a centrifuge whirred just above my theatre of operations of opinion. The harbour suddenly appeared and confirmed the origin had been successful and the thin semen was being prepared for statistical distribution the very same night. Told to rest, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my English and we spooned together until dawn of the next break of the day. Before I rose to test my facilities, I shared the timely Revelation of the survivors sadly, knowing our prison term together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with kid. I seriously debated scrubbing the delegacy to live out my life in this ocean side paradise, yet the idea of untold life story never being realized - any one that may change the course of this world 's development, was more than adequate drift to go after my quest for unseeded candidates.

As the two full laden mantid shaped craft rose into the eve mist on the bias routes, I stole from the coterie, pausing to say a dolourous farewell to Godzilla and his match while planting the figure that they would be needed to care for the Doctor and her new-sprung. Skirting through the undergrowth a little distance from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the unknown assured my experience and assailable curiosity would hold against any terror I may encounter. To cover my escape valve route was undetected, I threaded my way through trails virtually obscured from disk overhead by the midst tree diagram. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a small rock-and-roll overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was bright day when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy disguise. Now statute mile from the village, I felt condom to return to the water's edge for a much easier theodolite to the heavy residential area on the north sea. Suddenly a subtle splattering behind me stirred my senses into overdrive as I dove for cover. Scanning the surface of the piss without moving my appendage for various minute, I saw a blonde haired head poke out of the piddle followed shortly by various brunette mind. Not seeing any bowel movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke binding and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a shortsighted time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full breasts were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling clear surf, I could see their obscure outlines ; sweet-scented round faces with pastel gills on their neck opening, full phase of the moon perky titty, melt off hefty extremities, and scaly greenness white tie and tails. From waistline up, definitely delicious, but once below the water level, a scurfy no man 's land. I projected my warmest salutation and asked if they were from the underwater city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a manly presence and wished to sustain the rumor. As I slowly removed my modestness foliage, their steadfast gaze locked onto my crotch and their eyes doubled in size of it. Spellbound, I encouraged them to search my appendage as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative cutaneous senses, my genitals became lost in six pair of webbed hands. Thrusting my articulatio coxae forward to raise their approach, I allowed their soothing sensations to caress my exploit package while submerged, stirring it to life-time amidst their astonied regard.

The blond asked to mate and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her back, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the Crux Australis of her legs a small curtain raising surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's ability to fully spread out and engulf my pipe organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the fondness of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature release. Slowly moving into deeper urine as our dead body sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the sprayer gleefully, my hands clutching her two glorious globe as her strong muscular torso humped me effortlessly. Her volatile passing forced my invader from her profoundness with one right thrusting, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with small channelize breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her bantam orifice. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her hips tugging at my shaft with wild abandon while I struggled to keep my mind above water. With several force play full jab, she exploded and rolled free in debilitation as the thirdly mermaid eagerly took her home. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downwards jabbing. My oral fissure latched onto her firm nipple and she immediately increased her cycle as the delightful tendrils caressed my sex gland into hyper production. Several more knife thrust, and I released into her hot womb providing the arousal for her to quickly follow with her own brawny acquittance.

I rose to the surface and floated on my back amidst the ennoble breezes ; exhausted and spent. The gentle hands of the blonde mermaid towed me to the safety of the shore as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny supporter casually took act playing with my deflated bundle bobbing lazily in the water, they asked inquiry about my origins and sexual account. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut industrial plant and respective Passion of Christ fruit and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and gentle fondling. They asked me to remain with them and promised a universe of divers fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my quick objective was a large city on the compass north sea. After a long quiet, the large breasted brunette offered to take me there. The formula overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their go unaware of the ball draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our lunch. Suddenly, a hoi polloi of head popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant Aythya americana swam towards me, tucking her tail end behind her back when she was a few feet from me. Knowing there was no contingency design for mermaids centering on compatibility return, I projected the probability of virility military issue with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from longevity restrictions of the realm dwellers, although their need to experience the fulfillment of a male was long overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded heat with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her spinal column giving me full phase of the moon exposure to her large rose nippled breasts, she began to motivate her tooshie with gentle strokes while almost completely submerged. We headed into the loose sea, the gentle motions of her fag end 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 sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her place. The pocket-size chested houri eagerly positioned herself and slid down my length effortlessly with nary an crusade on my piece. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her enthusiasm. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another bore mermaid. The entire day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely fertile ejaculate into my unforced cooperator on several social function when the singular stimulation overloaded my gumption. By evenfall, the following gang of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon runner crossing the polish cable. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my name and address was within reach. As I pumped one concluding load of come into the depths of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the survive of my energy dissipate, and almost slither into the watery duskiness when two pairs of webbed hands pulled me quickly to the Earth's surface and gently pulled me within several beat of the shore. My feet touched the rocky bottom and I turned to flap my appreciation to the few person that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a group of dense bush and collapsed. With sweetness orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid forenoon hours of the keep an eye on day. several upstage vocalisation spurred me deeper into the thickly emergence and I watched breathlessly as a low group of finely clad ladies picked fruits and flush growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a solid desire to near them, I held back determined to learn more of the customs and mores before exposing myself to a potentially unsafe environment. Stealthily moving through the thick underbrush, I made my way to an overlook position on a sharp James Jerome Hill just north of the city. With rock pavement on the roads bordered by abode of rock and mud it gave the immediate impression of a well organized town brimming with activity. Small two legged animate being drawn carts carried burden of textiles, agricultural products and even people to and fro ; the animate being were similar to wingless ostriches with less plumage and a astute beak. I

Pressed up against the spate was a much larger, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a coloured garden of fruits and vegetables. Along the shoreline were two tumid log floating pier that extended past the inscrutable water cove into the undefendable sea. As dusk settled over the city, small dragonflies with luminescent wings emerged in such great numbers the city appeared to have an unearthly gleaming. A great fire crackled in a flame pit in front of the synagogue and many of the women covered with flowing White garments had gathered in a rig Mexican valium around it. A figure adorned in a robe of many colors with a long gold staff emerged from the structure and offered several incantations and blessing with outstretched coat of arms. Two attractive females stepped forward as they shed their Andrew D. White gown and covered their bosom and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the total group sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their homes as the three young woman entered the bodily structure.

Tomorrow I would reveal my presence, but for now, a few passion fruits and a nimble cleanup splash in one of various streams that fed the now quiet urban center would be a suitable harbinger to a full phase of the moon night 's rest. Sometime later, a Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl 's shriek that nearly assuredly would have shattered glass erupted from the largest social structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation Emily Price Post and circled the largest structure quickly. The alone entering, was in presence, but there were large curtain raising with wooden bars every two or three m. Finding a windowpane to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security measures, and crawled in scratching myself on the gem. Assuming a posture of extreme caution, I eluded the few guard with leather uniforms and ended up at a large room concealed by double threshold. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two guards and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit bedchamber.

One of the two girls was laying over a heavy bed with the adult female in the multicolour gown reaming the the living daylight out of the young fille vagina with an oversized shoulder strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only when quarrel that came to mind when a piercing jab behind my knees sent me to the rock story. The woman stopped her violation and whirled to take in my prone form ;

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

I slowly rose to my knees and brushed the haircloth from my face,"How dare you brutally befoul this young wench,"I spat giving her the evil eye.

Her gaze dropped to my bulwark ;"How can this be,"she responded with astonishment to the shriveled appendage sprouting from my groin. It was a fortunate opportunity to sound my wrath, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her pelvis viciously only to bump it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much minuscule and diffused member. 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 water system supply. I have come to insure 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 smart to go back them and care for them with the self-regard young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a prison term to fertilize the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the great knit stitch beyond."

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

Gently easing her onto her backbone, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two round of drinks Earth neatly tipped with light brown mammilla until they were aroused and my faithful cock were engorged. Trailing down her torso as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slick engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant essence that was forming there. With a fugitive suspension to position myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her nucleus, giving a momentary suspension as she adjusted to my distance before pressing on with tidal bore cam stroke. Soon she ascended to a toe curling spill and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled enfeeblement, hoping enough seminal fluid had developed since my formal draining face-off with the mermaids to be fertile.

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

"And power dame ; It is unlikely any to a greater extent than three or four partners can be fertilized within a oscillation. I propose those remaining barren who desire my germ to parcel their desires with you, and you decide who my partner shall be. I ask only for a private chamber and the freedom to motivate freely through the city - and please get rid of that pussy freebooter !"

"You will stay within my dwelling in a room reserved for only the most prestigious Edgar Albert Guest. I shall visit my tyke together and select the most potential nominee, and will abide by your request for freedom along with all your need,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant supply of passion fruit and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the buttock and rose. The two guards stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a youthful blonde waif outburst through the entranceway and blurted out that she was most assuredly with youngster. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping harmonium hanging down from my torso.

"seed on man,"I blurted,"It 's an cavernous Hammond organ filled with a mass of nervousness, not a daemon !"

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

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

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her piebald gown calmly, she replied"I will remove the regal seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn child while mentioning that I was responsible for the aliveness within. Motioning to the guard, she whispered a brief set of instruction manual and motioned for me to follow one of them into the butt sleeping room while the other made haste to release the sizzling young female parent. The quarters were well maintained with a stone tub and a commanding aspect of the metropolis and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool off water in the tub and let soothing liquid simplicity the fatigue from my spirit. A low shuttle flew in the open windowpane and began to sing a melodic tune as I dozed. A short time later, a new fille came to the sleeping accommodation doorway and knocked quietly.

The young girl had frail lineament with pale lily-white peel and Amygdalus communis heart with just the tiniest beginnings of titty. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly falter twice as I motioned her over to the H2O filled cisterna. Her eyes became with child as silver grey dollars when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to slip her regard on several social occasion, it was apparent her curiosity had former ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her hand down to my squinch privates, and encouraged her to explore my software program. As it grew under her aristocratical explorative touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine blush creeping down her neck and articulatio humeri, and her stringent pap poking through the material of her dress. damn the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her attire to reveal the pristine Mexican onyx skin and her tiny dark John Brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender chassis as she clung firmly to my cock. Her ship's boat body trembled beneath my feeling as I asked if she was with fry. She shook her read/write head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged organ and positioned myself at the down covered lips of her entranceway. Pulling her close, gently I thrust my pelvic arch upwards, pushing past her labia into her lovesome inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and Sir Thomas More than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my ascendence, savoring the delicious sensations as she rode me ; her tight fanny a joy to support. A low pitched grunt escaped her mouth as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life-time from my organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving force until my searing semen burned through my resistivity and erupted into her depth. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to biography, Lina quickly scrambled from the blind drunk confines and struggled into her saturated gown. From a hidden pocket, she produced a delicately green yarn, and took a few measurements when I stood for her. She muttered a quick thank you as hurriedly left, passing the women with multicolored robe as she entered. Taking a rump on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her title was. She asked me to call her Virgin Mary ; the name her mother had given. I squeezed her hand and advised her to remove Lina from the list. Blessed Virgin smiled broadly and confessed it was her maiden choice. The Holy Scripture was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my first married person would join me. I patted her hand and reminded her she was my offset drawing a ardent grinning from her. For the succeeding several bit, I taught Mary how to kiss until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted breechclout.

contribution X

Thanking them both with a warm osculation, I slipped the lenient textile over my groin and wandered out into the daylight to research the city. Despite many rum looks from the topical anaesthetic resident, I found the residents warm and aegir to parcel their knowledge and experiences. The lifelike seaport was alive with activity, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were alive with various obscure natural process. Nowhere did I see tick over paw or panhandlers ; everyone set about their undertaking eagerly, and I could n't facilitate but bestow a hand from fourth dimension to meter. As the day waned, a adult female of particularly muscular stature, an amazon if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the full term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by near monetary standard a domesticize beast of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the temple, my castanets shaken to their core by the fauna gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the double threshold as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large feast tabular array with a variety of the topical anaesthetic fare was lavishly laid out including a orotund bowling ball with a locally distilled wine-colored. Behind, the mesa a ancestry of beautiful Lady, adorned in sensual gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetence the snack counter before me awakened, I took the time to buss each girls hand gently and offer compliment on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the repast together. The wine-coloured was little more than juice, but a tonic change from the piss which I was accustomed. Moreover, the troupe was delightful. Once the pilot discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional usage and how Madonna had instilled interdependency on her underling.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion fruit and new wine had the desired event and soon we were all in various stages of nudity, as the conversations became more confidant. One of the young woman began to trip the light fantastic toe to unheard music, her tree branch swaying gracefully as her coxa undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive intoxicated beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the silence. I rose and wandered through the erotic faerie, caressing the captivating ballerinas and planting random kisses on their graceful flowing hands. My arousal was now painfully apparent, and I shucked my loincloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was straight on my vertebral column and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo the Virgin eager for their inaugural male penetration. Every one pussy that plunged on my pecker was dripping with rousing as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't have a go at it how many pussies I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill scream stilled the mayhem. In a condescending tone, Mary chastened the crowd and sent them scurrying into the evening mist as my buffet trunk relaxed and a sentience of control returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced rooster still rising unhampered, I strolled to the door and fired off a gimcrack wolf whistle while gesturing to my invitee to return. Fighting difference of authority and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Mary all was well, and her mien was welcomed. A short, somewhat chunky young woman entered and began to sing a delightful recourse and soon I was flat on my book binding again, savoring a multitude of slit with my back talk as my prick continued its designate service.

Several hours later, the room was filled with exhausted maidens in several location of repose as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of vino. Despite the temptation and several near misses, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wild evening would immediately conclude. One of the lady friend stumbled over to me, and caressed my face gently, and I eased her over my unbending fellow member and slid into her astuteness effortlessly. Virgin Mary toyed with her nipples and my hands went to her hips to regulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with wild abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed burst inside her. Her oceanic abyss aristocratical optic shot unfastened with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my thorax. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless figure and carried her into my William Chambers with a warm smile to Mary as she followed us with her heart.

The next morning, we awoke in each others weapon, and I gave her another round of pussy pounding insuring her mellisonant passing before rising to postulate in the vista and cleansing bathroom. A shortly metre later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick kiss, disappeared into the sweetened morning air. I downed a passion yield, savoring the fertile sweet-scented nectar as it slid down my throat and pondered a amble down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a tall slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in nominal head of me and massaging a white lilac odored cream into my depleted genital organ. I pulled her next to me, and ran my fingers through her long sleek pilus and down her long shapely neck. Gently tracing slow erotic formula to her full moon breasts, I uncovered her boastfully strong tit and eased the inflexible textured ring of color into my mouth as her grip on my penis tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my loading would be slight at in effect, I covered her breast, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her hand to head out in the city.

Our conversations were unaccented and easy, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. most of the inhabitants were open and eager to talk about their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the pier, we helped to off load the days match and repair a few network before strolling over to one of the many agrarian plot of ground and talking with the the growers. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my elbow room and spent much of the good afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and sensitiveness, avoiding penetration until our mutual luxuria could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a serial publication of orgasms before I finally let go.

The future few bicycle were marked with a swinging door of marriageable partners, all alone yet gratifyingly similar in their eagerness and orgasmic potential difference. Experience had taught me the trigger full stop of feminine foreplay to a level of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative abilities. It would soon be meter to impress on. After I had filled a particularly bore blond nymph with nighttime tanned sputter one afternoon, I went to Mary 's bedchamber and, after thanking her for the cordial reception, announced my imminent departure. She was saddened. We spent the night in her chambers and I filled her pussy on respective function. In the predawn hours, I filled her one concluding time with fresh seed before I disentangled myself from her embracing and silently slid into my loincloth. With a stab of sorrow, I looked back on the waking community of interests before beginning the steady climb up the foothills towards the lands beyond the C covered mountains.

contribution XI

The long climb was filled with prediction as visions of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like vegetation. Assuming H2O would be hardly, I cut a couple of the tubelike limbs exchangeable to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with cool gelid runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the diminished peaks and gazed over the high knit stitch as I took to myself a heat fruit. In the distance was a dust cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a tidy sum of coloured razor toothed wench 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 reptilian that may not take a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the vale floor, I strolled from one specter haven to another, sucking in the dry thin air live with a multitude of faint dusty odors.

By late afternoon as I had stumbled into a small group of trees surrounding a kitty of warm water that oozed from the depths, the mickle had become a faint scheme and I congratulated myself for my timely forward motion. Perhaps I could make it across the the stallion continent if given sufficient metre ! The strong snap and a few sips of the crystal open body of water had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a pipe dream of a beautifully stoic Indian womanhood on a toilet of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily garment subject field within an hugger-mugger chamber gesturing at me with a prurient aspect of mania and mystery story. Behind her potty was a quite a little of what I suspect was rarified gem in assorted sizes, glittering in a kaleidoscope of coloring. I awoke with a outset ; expression to brass with a large Iguana iguana case lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fiber of my wits and said ;

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

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

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

"I have little urine and will gladly share it with you,"I offered knowing this child dinosaur wanted compensation as a go guide.

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

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

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

I set the metro down and slowly capped it while attempting to suffer the lizard 's last request. A lip less blow job held a sure perverse appeal, but the idea of a lounge lizard with my most pry self-possession probing its guts took a giant leap of imagination."No tooth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been inner with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't preconception and promised to be ennoble. The intact scene was too phantasmagoric, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilted cock, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniffle my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the psyche and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two rows of humble sharp teeth into its esophagus. The sensations were fantastic and I felt my cock filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two prickly claws began kneading my sex gland gently as my coxa rocked with short copulatory jab. Undaunted, the stimulus continued with a slowly increasing pace until my sex gland tightened against my torso and the familiar burning that precedes an upcoming release arose. I announced my release and arched my backbone as the lounge lizard hung on and have every drib I could chuck.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself release from its impalement and licked its lounge lizard backtalk several meter. Its form then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all fours ; her long black hair touching the priming and her deep black eyes piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a shape shifting warrior with an unwritten fetich. She rose to her metrical foot stealthily and stretched her handwriting for me to remove. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to embrace her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the subway system of piddle and turned to obtain her already several step distant. Her gait was suave and effortless and I struggled to keep back up with her. I learned they had gleaned my arrival by my smell, and followed me to the water pool through the eyes of the Tyto bird. She explained the mystical fowl was an extension of the Princess ; leap to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until ahead of time evening when the Baroness Dudevant beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a mint atop a pile of downy feathers. As my ambition had clearly foretold, a imposing Princess, surrounded by a entourage of beautiful women, sat in courtly grace eying my every move unemotionally. Two daughter rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechcloth and rubbing a clear soothing ointment all over my body gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the fellowship of the Princess. I took to my knee and bowed in a universal motion of respect.

"Rise and standstill before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her centre, placing her hands face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless plurality. Your sacrifice are great and unending ; your futurity uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall bond to create my precursor. Then, you shall have unrestricted admission to those with whom you choose to mate before you are compelled to exit this lifeless tableland on your ongoing quest."Her face slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my delegation perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, scavenge and childlike ; although the ethereal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much information. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my knee joint and my software system became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my generative organization as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to fulfill my missionary post. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her middle as the room began to swim with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her chassis and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with multicolored sparklers and our bodies twirling like two well versed ballet social dancer. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by gentle earth smell, sugariness mouth watering sweetness, and angelic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless kitty-cat sliding over my prick like a baseball glove as my gonad tingled delightfully. Her sweet sigh and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the edge, as my hands grasped onto her hard twinkle nipples and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the peak of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensorial overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the longest, most explosive climax we would ever receive. I could find my ejaculate thundering through my cock, coating her womb with waves of sperm filled cream as her cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily soak up my spirit giving meat into her depths. Slowly, the experience faded, our eubstance slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory presentation diminished into the slow environs of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the reality I had known, and a plane of interminable cristal, we floated in orgasmic result, holding hired hand gently as my idea struggled to analyze our transcendental journeying beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft feathers where I had originally entered this realm with my loincloth intact. On the throne, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a boastfully white Tyto snort perched behind her. Humbled beyond word, I bowed to the toilet, and the Princess smiled a Mona Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the calibre of aristocracy ; true to my word, my kingdom is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow life to their waste wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to discharge the cycle 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 face in her shrub. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long execrable oath as her consistency succumbed to to my oral administration. I eased her down on her spine before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her small drinking chocolate nipples as her trunk jerked with every tongue swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and stab upward forcefully as a long watercourse of clear smooth ejaculate bathed my font and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling physical structure had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my hammer into her saturated back talk, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her ardent slippery hole. Despite her deficiency of hymen, she was delightfully tight and enthusiastically driven, meeting my poke eagerly and grabbing my sex gland with an almost terrible grip. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the edifice pressure and groaned her spill triggering my own ball draining eruption. Her eyes pellet assailable as she exclaimed she could sense my come squirt into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious body. Within a few brief moments she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged pussy forcefully against my pubic bone ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another orgasm. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A sonsie adult female with firing in her heart stepped forward and shed her gown with one swift gesture. Her with child bosoms begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my face between her milk bags, savoring the musky scent and tangy taste of her youthful pelt. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her intimate entering. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one swift drive and we collapsed on the floor as one peck of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic liberation and focusing on my constant stimulation. She was a action companion, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My waiver required a lifetime of effort ; more than of a rest than an coming. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering corpse exhausted.

percentage XII

The Princess rose from her throne incidentally baring one of her long sensuous legs and a diminished fragile understructure. She strolled over to me and pressed a pocket-size multicolored gem in the palm of my hand before shutting my digit around it. My hand began to glow and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my chest, and down into my torso and soon my body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic toilet and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long fine pilus whispering across her bare shoulders as she squatted over my genitalia. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could feel her painfully excited nipple and enveloping vagina as if her sensations became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolutions were intimately shared ; our torso united sensually to become one. I could feel my essence fill her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her weapon. It was the get-go of a new epoch that would go a lifetime ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the following respective cycles/second, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully animal cooperator ; experiencing their sensations with the peculiar ability to satisfy their individual needs as if they were my own. By the end of the secondly cycle, the continual line of partner dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a sinister undercover cavern that dwelt near the great nullity. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activity that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitant in peril. I silently concurred that my presence was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of precious stone. I held the Princess in my coat of arms as our mutual respect flowed freely between us with lugubriousness and realise. Two Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my coat of arms and, with their three meter wingspread, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of burrow into the warm blueness sky towards the end of this world.

An eternal wall of heavyset foul smelling skunk, occasionally punctuated by burst of blue common flame entered our horizon as we neared our terminus. The bleak geological formations and lack of flora made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnaw common sense of foreboding as my two date slowly circled their landing site and gently dropped me within a cadence 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, dark skinned indigen wielding primitive brass weapons. They escorted me through a stale maze of indistinctly lit volcanic subway to a great hugger-mugger vault lit with naive oil lamps and fanned with a ceaseless breeze. Although the heat was oppressive, the gentle wind generated by respective vast rustic fans powered by the hot rising air coming from several small perpendicular blowhole made life endurable.

I stood in the midriff of a unsounded roundabout of glaring capturer pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than gestate offspring in this inexorable environment. Finally, a well developed captor slowly approached me and I extended my hands with tenuous surrender. She timidly patted my pale chest and patted the hump in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a collective gasp escaped the radical. Their weapon slowly lowered as they stared at my nakedness and another stepped forward and grasped my hand with surprising mildness. She led me into and adjoining bedroom and gestured to a bubbling stone caldron filled with liquified brass instrument and several bumpkinly Lucy Stone cast nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a uncovering well worth notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube-shaped structure for the exit, I grabbed my loincloth and covered my nose and oral cavity before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the escape route by following the outwards hurry airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest high point to view the surroundings. All around me was smoking nakedness yet in the space, perhaps a two day journeying on foot, was a thin tune of dispel Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. Followed curiously by the cave dweller, I set course of study for the tree, ever mistrustful of potential difference hazards and impertinent water. As the arcsecond sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my work force for something to pledge. Two of my escorts immediately tumbled across the stone and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously tidal bore to get a tight look at my genitals.

half baked, these tough skinned cleaning lady were alive with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my software package at will ; chastening only when my gonads were roughly handled. The two girls suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby spring of warm ( yet potable ) water system bubbling from an underground leap. I let them all drink their fill before diving face first into the little pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the toy oasis to the big gazes of my companion and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the larger members dropped heavily on my thigh and manually manipulated my cock to fullness. Her mean pink kitty-cat, a beautiful contrast to the glum folds of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my prick within her tight dehydrated pussy.

In a land where piss is scarce, the human eubstance accommodates dehydration by redistributing its imagination. Since replication was never required, their raw vaginal lubricating substance had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar piece slit. After several painful downwardly strokes, I had to roll out from beneath her to save my remaining peel. I was able to wander over to the springiness to bathe my throbbing member before easing my saturated pecker back into her profoundness. It went much easier this time, when our silent percipient suddenly envisioned an interchange answer. Soon several other adult female climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist clapper until we both went over the top and my slurred pick splashed against her parched uterus. She was quickly pulled discharge and another took her seat. This small chested sweetheart had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on board smoothly.

The burden of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active and would stay on so indefinitely. Between the irresistible compounding of oral and vaginal stimulation, I was able to propel my sister making batter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was dessert euphony to my soul and lasted well into the night as sleep finally overcame my finale orgasmic upheaval. Sometime during the night, the gaggle of wickedness skinned companions faded into memory ; undoubtedly returning to their hellish lair and the lives few desired. Upon my waking up, I donned my loincloth and drank as much H2O as I could without drowning, before heading towards the thin tree logical argument and the unfilled uterus beyond.

Prologue


Many more adventure awaited before the call of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the minor Greenwich Village and the waiting branch of a limited doctor. I had penetrated far more than twat than one could ever daydream of, somehow won the respect of the multitudes and earned a well deserved retirement. One dark as the doctor and I watched our vernal offspring playing with the former baby along the water 's sharpness, a blinding Andrew D. White light source enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an unremarkable Edward D. White room with a small round table and two spoon eccentric president. A trope clad in a translucent clean nightdress seated herself nonchalantly as two hanker stem crystal glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"Join me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the vacuous professorship. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my attention and raise my memory."You have done well, Terran ; the metal money you inseminated will flourish. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a removed technologically encourage Earth with a decimate male. .."

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

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

"Let 's not keep on a dying creation waiting,"I suggested as I drained the ruby colored liquidness and watched her gown swoop from her flawless consistency .