No one under the age of fourteen has any sex in this story.

INTERSTELLAR ROGUE SCIENTIST :

QRVUNL report telephone number 8XXXXX47 : sexual Sir Thomas More of planet Urd. I landed on the subject planet during one of their dark periods, their sun being very regular in its solar luminousness productions and alternating in mostly regularly spaced periods of fourth dimension called solar day. They vary in lighted length on a docket called seasons, of which four are named. The longest twenty-four hours are called summer and it is accompanied by longer and warmer days. Most of their intellectual nourishment crop are produced then. The reverse season called winter seems to be a time for sleep of the flora and to some degree the homo population. Humans being the dominant sentient metal money of the planet at this time.

TO THOSE THAT MIGHT HAPPEN ON THIS REPORT :

I am from a mintage that is well-known by the sector OverLord, but by few others. We are an unoffending slipstream and highly advanced in our technology. Our planet at a relatively low energy demand is cloaked from being detected by others, except for the lord. And of course, the cloaking works both agency, we can't see the others, either. So, I and a few other operatives have been sent out to gather information on the other sentient metal money of our sector of the Galax urceolata to satisfy our curiosity and for justificative purposes, in vitrine we should ever become generally known.

Our ships are very low, because we don't send out literal physical beings, but recorded genial personalities that are physically reconstructed when needed at a address. That saves a lot of energy and also helps to prevent stressful chemical reaction by a specie at an unannounced arrival in their neighborhood. So, from this we get to see them in their raw state. Unaware and in many cases uncaring about any early sentient metal money that inhabit the universe.

Our scientific leadership chose a diverse group of our people's outlook to forgather this information, I being one of the most original in my cerebration and the most rebellious in my nature. I hate rules and try to cave in them at any opportunity. I have no job with protocols, which allow for significant variations of enforcement, but rules to me violate the very variety of the cosmos by trying to oversimplify things.

The OverLord, of row, knows about our activities and is sometimes irritated by them, but because there is no transcription of us ever disrupting any coinage personal manner of life or repose, he with periodic admonitions mostly leaves us alone. After all, he gets a copy of every paper that we produce, though he would get them anyway because of his personal powers. Since he respects our need for anonymity, he keeps this information deep in his head, with no other recording of it. You see, we are a peaceful people and have no means of protecting ourselves from the more troublesome habitant of our quarter, except by life in privacy. We have found that hiding demands a lot less energy output than an good military defensive measure would.

So, here I am on Urth now reconstituted to keep the area of my stake, the sexual mores of the assorted metal money of the Universe. In doing this, it is best to not declare my comportment by of all matter appearing in my on-key form. It wouldn't be particularly offensive to these peoples, but it would interchange the condition of the observation by its unexpected mien. So, in these observations, I take on the manner of a lower sentient wight with data-based ability, but an accepted front in daily lives of these gamy creatures. I have heard of others that use the felines of this planet, but I am going to use the cuspid ( dogs ) instead, since they seem to be unusually well-disposed to the masses, their supposed masters, and also have the upper paw in case I should come across the feline using noncitizen species.

They wouldn't know who I represent, however I would make out by reputation who they do represent and canines on this major planet are above felid in the existence power struggle, unless the felines are bigger.

So, since stray dogtooth of good procreation who are wandering without a victor are often adopted by openhearted humans, I took on this manner and morphed into what is called a blackamoor Labrador Retriever, a species known for its inoffensive and friendly nature. sorting of like me, in fact. And since the hot dog of a household often show an offhand interest in their sea captain'affairs, I would be able to get away with watching the sexual mores without disturbing the atmosphere of the situation, needlessly.

It so happened that in the randomness of life, which so many try in loser to line up a pattern, I was greeted on the street with no ear tag or licence medal on me and led to the abode of a match in their twenty something rotations of the Urd around their sun age to be at to the lowest degree temporarily adopted into their household. They were very blue with me and when we entered their domain, they immediately took me to their bathing receptacle and washed me down to a very sterile shape and then dried me off with a precious niggling hand held air blowing mechanism. Then they took one of their rounded and prospective liquid holding personal feeding object ( later learned to be called a bowl ) and put it down on the floor and filled it with some of their solid food from a cooling devise. It tasted really good, but I didn't know if this was the common menu for a creature like me, but I wasn't going to kick one bit.

Evidently they had already fulfilled their nutritionary needs, because after cleaning up with their drive to feed me, they moved with me following into a way with an electronic dialog box with a screen on the front man ( later identified to me as a T.V. ) and settled down on a very comfy piece of piece of furniture to watch a demonstration on it. Upon this get-go, they then paid no attentions to me for quite a while. But, I was watching them very carefully.

I had already downloaded some information from the internet on their corporeal characteristic and now have intercourse the common names for them, but had blocked any presentations or asseveration of their reproductive activities, to not be prejudiced in what I would see in individual, which would be a lot more enlightening than the official assertions influenced by the authorities. So, I sat by the ‘ couch'and watched trying to not be too obvious about it.

At showtime the two of them merely sat next to one another with their nearest ( to each other ) hands held together. But as the dramatic play on the screen progressed, they began to be much more affectionate with each other. His arm reached around her shoulder and pulled her up much closer to him and with this she turned her head and kissed him right on his mouth to his very observable delectation. Evidently something relatively innocuous to institute a close feeling between them and to help oneself stimulate further expressions of sexual spirit and interest.

This moved forward rather quickly into a plunging of their tongues into each other's oral cavity with accompanying speech sound of interest and pleasure. As this set ahead in intensity, their hands began to wander about on their persons, and nosedive to being under the clothing of each other. His at first centered on her mammaries, pretty lilliputian heap on her chest that were used to course their young in their initial years of living. His direct interest in them at this metre with no ‘ infant'present was a bit of a puzzle, but they did provide a practical means of holding her in position for the heart that they were sharing in at the time.

She to check his go on adumbrate interest group in her, took grip of his reproductive probe in a very like style. They quickly progressed to not just holding these component of their consistency, but began to caress and stroke them, that had even more effects on their senses of closeness.

Soon, he had her upper garment opened and his oral cavity on her mounds, giving them a lot of activities with his feeding orifice, but sad to say with no channelize reaction from her mounds, but a lot from her oral fissure with sounds. She was becoming oral too, with her attending to his reproductive organ ( penis or prick. ) And with my sensors, I could detect a lot of organic activity around their generative variety meat with all of this stimulation.

So, with the T.V. now being totally ignored, he moved the table in social movement of them back and lowered himself to his knees to remove her broken natural covering garment and her inner one, too. Then his mouth that had been centered on her mammaries was now mounted up to her reproductive and wasteland eliminating orifices. The excreta ace seemed to be inactive at this time, and were being ignored in his attentions too. His actions were now directed to the birth port, the plication that it was hidden in and an nonoperational object at the top of the crease. It was a belittled protuberance that seemed to throw no purpose but for the distaff's pleasure. Perhaps a gift to the female person from the designer of all thing for their exchange part in the breeding of their young.

As he used his tongue to liven up the tissues that were exposed in her low-toned regions at this prison term, she began to put out liquids that smelled thoroughly to even me and were driving the male into a hysteria. With this, she lifted herself up and guided him to sitting on the couch now with his lower half exposed and she caressed him for a couple of min and then took his Male organ into her back talk for some oral stimulations. The stimulations advanced by his mouth on her birth interface were now accelerated by her travail on his fellow member and he would be wasting his reproductive fluids if something wasn't immediately done about it.

So, she rose and laid on her belly over the brocaded structure at the end of the couch with her nurture end up in the air and he rose and approached her from behind to get into up into her giving birth larboard. With this, he began a pronounced bouncing off of her bottom, which was getting a very positivist feedback from the female including exhortation to go"deeper and harder !"And soon after that,"honey, fill me with your cum. Right now !"

Since he seemed to be having some difficultness in this upon demand, I for some reason recognized that I could help oneself and so walked around to the back of him and ‘ cold nosed him'up his posterior seam, and he immediately answered the female's call to reproductive action and from his response must have planted bounteous amount of his share of the reproductive liquids up into her birthing chamber. After they caught their breaths and sat back down to ease off the generative passions, they both laughed a lot and took me up onto the couch to hug me in appreciation for my belittled part in their little drama of their own.

If I could possess smiled with this beast's mouth and brim, I would sustain in recognition of their pleasure in my pocket-size part. I tried mightily and evidently they read this into my exertion and allowed me to kip with them that night at the bottom ( foot ) of their bed.

Early in the morning, before he was to go off to his study assignment, evidently, I got another ringside tail in watching her use her mouth to first rise up and then suck out some to a greater extent of his generative liquid state, and the results of this indicated his delight at it and then he moved to the washing bedchamber and got fix to leave.

Since this was just an exploratory observation, I had no desire to stay on in this residence, as pleasant as it really was, and so when he made for the room access orifice, I rushed out the door and off into the length to modify my appearing for my adjacent observational venture.

I moved out into a woodsy area and after handling a coyote that wanted me for a repast, but slunk off with my demonstrated ability to fend for myself, I morphed then into another type of canine to pull in a different type of human for my observations. This time, I became what was known as a Yorkie-Poo, a hybrid of two attractive smaller dogs that in its first contemporaries of life is one of the cracking canine familiar ever encountered by the homo population. Too bad that it can't be inbred, because of quickly arising genetic upset. But, the individuals produced in the start generation are very highly prized for their friendly and affectionate natures.

So, with my new appearance established, I ventured right back to the Lapplander locality that I had just escaped from and appeared again as a solitary downtrodden and lost puppy ( a designation of a small-scale dog, not necessarily a developing young one. ) And in good order away an elder male person of the homo species took an interest in me and when I approached him in a fearsome and shy way, he reached down to piece me up and take for me until I was comfortable with him. Too bad, that his race doesn't reliably show that kind of benignity to divergent specimens of their own worldwide race !

Then I got the Sami intervention in his abode. A cryptical cleaning in his washing receptacle, a feeding and a brushing. All done with a dash and deep tenderness. Boy, I could get used to this.

Then as we sat down with me in his lap and watched some kind of athletic contest that I didn't understand at all, except that it involved a lot of running around and very acrobatic endeavor to set up a head-sized orchis into a rather gravid net at the end of the field while people of a different wearing apparel code tried to prevent it, I and he heard a wooden strait from his door. Evidently someone trying to get his attentions as to their comportment outside and wanting in.

He placed me down on the couch and went over to the doorway and welcomed in a much untried version of his race. He being somewhere in his fifty ambit of Urth around the sun and she being evidently only about fifteen ones. She immediately jumped into his weapons system and they acted very practically as had the youth duet that he had observed the night before. Then apparently satisfied with her welcoming she entered the space with the T.V. and upon seeing me, let out a young girl's squeal and rushed over to take me up into her arms and nest me up to her chest and face.

I was really getting into these form of expostulation. And as I instinctively knew to do, I licked her face in return and she readily accepted that, too. I heard warm hearted strait of acceptance from the honest-to-goodness one and then they settled down on the couch together.

She then said something to the effect that she couldn't halt for long and therefore had to get ‘ down to patronage'as she put it. So, putting me down on the floor where I hid under the now moved back table in figurehead of the cast ( now identified as a necessary part of this ritual ) I watched her move to her knees and with her upper breast area bared, she opened up his lower vesture and moved out gently his male extremity for facts of life and now recognized by me for their pleasuresome entr'acte of sexual play.

She then with her eyes glued to his, began to do the suckling matter on his hammer and used her hand to cuddle his lowly twin procreative seed producing bulge to his extra delight. When he was evidently elevated sufficiency with his member, she arose and lifted her scummy ‘ skirt'( as it was designated ) and with nothing underneath it, moved it up to his sass. He opened up his oral fissure and began to stimulate it with his lips and tongue to her very quickly apparent response and then she lowered herself to his exposed shaft and implanted it up to inside of her and with her oral fissure glued to his with their lingua interplaying with each former, she bounced and flexed on his lap and all too soon, he emptied up into her with her demo happiness at his success.

Then with him still up into her, she relaxed into his arm and surrendered herself to his kisses and squeeze to fill out the metre until she would have to get out. Eventually she gave him a profound osculation, notifying him of her time to entrust and before she left, he opened up a small paper inclosure and offered her a number of numbered bills to evidently aid support her in her life. She hugged him again and then proceeded to the room access to leave.

When she first left, I read into him a profound happiness at the prison term and activity with this young female, but also a profound sense of gloominess to her going to leaving him alone again. But, he took me back up in the lap and we continued to watch the natural action on the T.V. until meter to go to bed.

During the night, I moved up onto the bed during his initial stages of sopor and with some favorable whimper and cuddling up next to him, gave him a little of the feelings he might have had if the young young lady had stayed the night.

In the morning, I again rushed out the door at the first chance, because I had more circumstances to investigate, but I had the flavor that I would return to this previous man and drop the respite of his living with him after I sent off my report, since my kind through our electronic reproduction method acting are deathless pretty much. And I really liked this person and enjoyed the very warm feelings of him and the youth girl in legal action. Maybe, I could even nose into their affairs and get her to stay the night once in a while.

But, I again found myself in the woodwind and the coyote living there looked at me and seemed to somehow realise my late escapade with him and so he backed off to observe other prey. And I then settled down to morph into a much more strong-growing version of the canine sept, a German Shepard dog. I needed to be a much more open canine for my observations for this night.

So, after dark, I wandered throughout the arena of my investigating and no feline, eye tooth of any other creature bothered me at all. I had adopted not only a specifically capable combat canine, but took on the nature of a very fast-growing one, too.

Late that Nox in the lone lightly lit up pavement field, there proceeded a Cy Young female version of this race. She was late in her progression towards adulthood, but not there yet. When she passed one of the public transfer stops with its ice enclosure, too older young male person jumped out and dragged her to behind it. I could see her anguished battle cry even well down the street where I was moving towards this matter.

When I got to where they were wrestling with her, I could see that they had her on the basis with her lour clothing pulled up and her legs splayed out. One of them was holding her to the ground and playing with her mounds under her opened dress and the former was kneeling between her ramification and fussy in installing his member up her resisting birth port.

With her wilderness in her cries for helper, I began to snarl and birth my teeth at the two male child. They tried to just shush me up and wave me off, but I grabbed the number 1 hand extended to me and bit down on it and broke some of the finger cymbals in it. As soon as he realized the damage done to him, he rose and ran off with his watchword of pain resounding in the discharge streets.

But, the other with his cock already up into the panic-struck girl, wasn't going to give up so easily. As he was pounding up into her, he pulled a big tongue and slashed at me, drawing some pedigree. I then went into the blood lust of this animate being and grabbed his exposed ankle and began to smash and slash at it and his knife was lost to him and he moved away from the missy and slunk off into the Nox with his cries of anguish joining with his pardner's on the street.

With the two rapist on the run the girl raised up, afraid of what I might do to her. But, I nosed her arm to comfort her and she got the message. And then I guarded her all the way to her habitation in the back of the little Mexican restaurant on the street and after her kinsperson welcomed her in, I moved off for the night.

The adjacent day, there was an article in the newspaper about a local girl, public figure withheld, that had been viciously attacked by two male child on her way home from piece of work at the infirmary at dark. And it included the item of a canine, evidently a stray German Shephard that had come to her saving. They named him the VIRGIN'S AVENGER, since he had done enough hurt to the two Young toughs to feature them identified when they sought medical treatments.

They didn't include the detail of her losing her virginity on that function, but it was alluded to in his new name. She mentioned that she would wish to find him and reward him with a loving home, but no one knew who the dog was and all feat to locate him were without succeeder. So, it receded into being just another urban myth, except :

Since, I moved back to spend the remaining years of the older man with him ( after sending off my report ), I would every once in a while assume the comportment of the avenging eyetooth and spend a penny it a very unwelcome place for citizenry who wanted to come up to others on the sidewalks at any prison term of the day or nighttime. They never located me, because I was hiding right in plain sight as a Yorkie-Poo when not active in my protector modality. Even though this project was of my own random generation, I have had very few which could equal it in satisfaction.

And by-the-way, I managed to manipulate the young lady into spending at least one night a week with the old man, to his total delight. And hers, too .