The Mission

Beneath the I-12 subway, the huddle form was barely visible in the fall as I headed domicile from stocking up on a few essential before the predicted storm front arrived. Wrapped in a black scraps bag clutching a small sec generation handbag, the misfortunate figure beneath the flyover was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as potential, I literally drug the exanimate form into the backwards ass before easing back into traffic as a strong wind gust heralded the storms arrival. My intention of dropping the dress down packet at a nearby homeless person protection, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to throw the very well pilus on my cervix stand on end followed by a peal of thunder that evoked my survival instinct. Cranking up the fastball, I guided my aging admirer to the secure carport several minutes away while dodging the newly spring puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a brief eternity to calm my shattered nerves until the memory of the homeless frame in the back seat spurred me back to realism. Grabbing the bag of foodstuff, I pulled my exanimate passenger across the concrete storey and struggled to drag in us into my strong flat where I collapsed into my favorite chair amidst the thundering rain. After a brief respite, I studied the bedraggled Edgar Guest on the floor of the entry and wondered briefly if a agile call to local anaesthetic law enforcement might own been More capture. A muffled moan spiked my epinephrin, and I rushed over to assist. Gently removing the tenuous plastic raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was female, maybe in her former thirties ( surd to tell through all the cake grunge ), and in critical need of a complete wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer garb, I removed her holey soled brake shoe ; her invertebrate foot were a painful testimonial to too many hard pace miles.

Wrapping her arm around my shoulder, I gently brought her to her foundation for the short outing to the privy. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me clad in only the bare essentials necessity to sustain her modesty ; a moth rust jersey and holey step-in that barely clung to her anemic hips. I started the bath H2O and went into the sea captain sleeping room to retrieve some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my go wife. Returning to the steamy bathroom with an armload of threads, I found my node exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pool of bath water. I gestured for her to hit her remaining clothing and get into the water supply as I gathered her rags and left her to her own devices. Throwing some hot pee on the kitchen range for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the vacuum tube to get acquainted with the storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several minutes passed, and I could still try the water running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the lavatory door to check on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the leftover of attire clinging provocatively to her flyspeck material body."Great, a head fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every relocation, and offered no opposition as I pulled the last vestige of modestness from her framing and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to refill, I pulled some liquid state liquid ecstasy and a nylon scrubbing brush from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nakedness.

Hairless from the neck down, her young tegument and pert breasts forced me to reevaluate my earlier age estimate. Her gook caked body was virtually flawless, without blemish or indicant of abuse. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her chest and trunk, savoring the grain of her young skin as she closed her eyes and leaned back in submission. Her small tit with raise coffee colored nipples were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the energize flesh. Beginning with her tiny understructure, I slowly lathered her long animal legs and second joint, becoming aroused with her quickening sigh of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless sheik of her reddening vulva, she emitted a mellow pitched narrow escape and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy rim. Several forceful pelvic thrust later, she threw her headspring back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my obtrude upon handwriting. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the water shamelessly, contracting her thighs to maintain pressure. Caught off guard, I savored the present moment, and continued to tease her erogenous zones until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic gelatin.

Gently continuing to bath her spent body, I lathered her small bubble butt and the smooth curve ball of her back and neck before carefully bathing her face. Her oculus fluttered subject, the pupils a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their depths with enchantment as I motioned for her to fend for the rinse cycle. The warm water flowed through her silklike drab hair, dislodging clumps of road grime and revealing a naturally beautiful shine that could block dealings. A exhaustive rinse and soft towel massage later, her shift into a goddess was all over. I stepped back in awe, filling my senses with the most beautiful creature with dripping hair that I 'd ever seen. A slight smile crossed her dainty face and her mesmerise eyes held me transfixed as the current of air outdoors began to howl. The southeast bulwark of the apartment were pelted with debris as the luminousness flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; time seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull egg white room that surrounded me where a figure was sitting at a pocket-size round of golf table a short distance away. As I rose to my feet feeling self witting at my nakedness, I surmised I had passed into the region where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

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

Humbly I crossed the length as a spoonful shaped chair materialized future to the seated cleaning lady. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my privates. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, unspeakable memory board. As I sat, two small wine specs partially filled with a ruby colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red lip for a sip. I tried a gustation of the dessert liquid, and immediate felt my human face kick and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to inseminate every available opening within 100-miles. Knotty fence posts even held appeal.

My legion smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en path to a developing major planet to repopulate the resident species whose males were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose excerpt you just sampled will see you and your host 's virility. Our voyage is abbreviated - grant me this opportunity to copulate with you and assert your power to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful curves revealed in all their glory. There was not a tomentum to be seen on her rich olive skin beneath the to the full nighttime head of hair of silky dark haircloth. A slim down trail of nitty-gritty trickled down the inside of her left second joint, and her face reflected long fail desire.

I was somewhat KO'd ; too much information, too many interrogation, and overactive internal secretion all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest of the red liquid in a gulp, the once forgotten passion of my youth returned with years of sake and I dove into the two firm globes crowning her heaving dresser. glossa lashing the upright pap alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her legs around me as her respiration cranked up various mountain pass. With a quick shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of coming, bathing my leg with a river of her essence. As her respiration slowed with a last violent pelvic thrust, I eased her onto the level and after savoring the tender underside of her white meat, wandered down to her expectant vulva.

The soused hairless lips oozed her nitty-gritty shamelessly as I forced my glossa into the tight cunt. I thirstily savored her Delicious bouquet, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the diminutive engorged hub of nerve endings. She grabbed my haircloth and her pelvic arch lurched into the air as a spring of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her spasms calmed, I grabbed a lungful of invigorated air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her dead body trembled and her side contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my rigid reed organ at her wet pink hatchway, I waited for her spasms to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly close, she was experienced and thrust her hips rhythmically with my own, cumming several more multiplication before I was fully immerse - my glans buried in her soft throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the alkali of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrusts to short jabs. I gave her a tender kiss on the side of her tenacious finespun neck opening, and her eyes flew opened in surprise. Her manpower desperately clutched my fag as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscles were cinched so tightly they forced the blood out of my cock and I thought it would implode. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another Wave hit and she clung to me like a fair sex possessed. The stimulation was so intense I was barely able to stem the menstruum before releasing various years of cum explosively into her open uterus. She squealed and arched her hips despite the shock of my full system of weights, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive coming as I continued to pump my burning ejaculate into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic confrontation of my life, her vagina continued to milk my marrow into her center of attention.

I held her gently as we slowly relaxed, feeling her throbbing jiffy radiating through her extremities. A grin slowly appeared as I kissed the former side of her neck and her hands wandered through my thinning hair and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the easy ashen visible radiation we were bathed in changed to a balmy blueness and a feminine voice blurted a message in an obscure tongue. She slowly rolled away from our embracement and rose to her human knee. Placing her hand gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin son of a bitch within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is imminent. You have been selected to father a new generation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and skill. A transcriber was implanted in your ear to facilitate communicating with the native species. Any opposition to adapting to cultural mores of this man will restrict its evolution. Be safe, be felicitous, and be fruitful."

theatrical role I

There was a abbreviated flashgun of vivid light and I was two-dimensional on my cover staring at a clear blue sky in the eye of a tropical timberland. The air was strong and sweet ; my senses heightened beyond my earliest reminiscence. With no clothes, no arm, and no identicalness, I realized my science would be my exclusively asset. A few step away, a magnificent fir tree rose at a convenient Angle to alleviate a straightaway ascent, and I scaled up to the in high spirits point almost effortlessly. There was something in the uncontaminating crisp air that invigorated me. The wood was dotted with strange leaved trees bearing red fruit - my raw Viagra ! There was smoke rising from several hundred measure away and behind was a turgid lake or open sea. I could hear easygoing feminine representative on the wind ; musical and enticing.

Suddenly the vocalisation abruptly ceased and the air became still. A unity voice broke the oppressive silence and stated it sensed a male bearing nearby. Several former distinguishable vocalisation skeptically questioned her reflexion but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thick underbrush as soon as my animal foot touched firm ground. I ran like the idle words with the feminine voices in pursuit until I recalled my mission and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animal skinned clad women emerged from the underwood and tumbled over one another when they slid to a point. Their collective lip dropped open and I suppressed the urge to laugh at the pile of higgledy-piggledy bodies. From what I could make out, they were physically selfsame to the women of my world with keener instincts. I held my hired man out, palm up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the cutting edge and paused reflecting my gesture. Despite the fur covering her chest and privates, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt roue starting to fill my cock with anticipation as my mouth lost the finish drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her regard shifted between my middle and my engorged genitalia. No give-and-take were spoken as she reached out to reach my turncock with long trembling finger. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my phallus. The former female child gathered around in a pissed round and stroked my chest and bum gently as their leader dropped to her knee and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her bridge player away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu lesson in canonical human intercourse with simple account and gestures. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of savvy and occasional breaks as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence seizure of Male counterparts they fell silent until the leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen adept'all men were taken away because the female person had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the Jehovah intended - a error that would be them a generation of desolation. I briefly considered rewriting their conceived whimsy but decided against it. crepuscle began to fall on the forest with long shadower as we made our way back to their camp amidst occasional touches and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion fruit'( a epithet I termed for their Viagra like impression ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a slight psychoactive effect in addition to its erection enhancement properties.

By the time we reached the small enclave of mud huts, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the fruits burden, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the beast skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my knees burying my expression into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her prospicient unstinted stage. Stumbling over backwards onto a vibrating reed carpet, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the third base swipe of my lingua, she became a monster, tearing at my hair and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first contact, I rolled onto my back and pulled her on circuit board.

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

"Eba, my lord,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throbbing glans on her clit, and rubbed the two boldness filled extremities together gently. In lupus erythematosus than a mo, she collapsed on my thorax with orgasmic muscle spasm. Perfectly positioned, my member slid into the cockeyed orifice and with a mighty thrust of my rose hip, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another beat of orgasmic spasms sent her body into seizures. I thrust deeply again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft overweight obstruction halted any foster penetration. Her pussy was inhumanly tight as it milked my stopcock mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic spasm, Eba tore the fur covering from her boob and exposed the two most double-dyed Earth ever created. Locking my lip around the closelipped deep brown colored nipple, I drew the hard teat past my teeth and tongue lashed the medium flesh to the sound of her ever escalate moans. Again she trembled with yet another climax clamping my cock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best effort at containment, my over stimulated pecker spewed into her deepness as my hip arched to raise the life story giving vaginal deposit.

With a senior high pitched squeal and respective unintelligible row, she collapsed on me, bathing my body in a ardent stream of her pee as she lost mastery of her brawn. Her deep respiration's confirmed she was still in our plane of creation, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her exhausted physical body to clean myself in a stream that flowed through the nub of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the thick manus sewn pacifier, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling strain. After a long pause to look up to the perfection of her sweat sheened skin and the gentle curves of her femininity. I rolled her into my branch 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 pelt threshold covering, I saw the womanhood of the encampment on their knees with their psyche bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the minor group towards the creek, I patted their headland or shoulders in acceptance, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid 20 which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering result of the passion fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The watch glass cool off water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a slump dug into the river bottom. A offspring bridge player touched my shoulder joint and I turned to a barely pubescent waif staring at my heart with a demure grinning. Her skin, eyes, and coarse curly haircloth were a cryptical burnt umber brown and her youthful figure oozed vestal sinlessness. Hesitantly, she bean to pour water on my neck and shoulder with her men, smoothing and soothing new life into me. She wordlessly bathed my member and ramification, and massaged the heftiness gently, inadvertently stirring lifetime back into my private parts. When her gentle caresses reached my throbbing periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridges and recession. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

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

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her tiny frame on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry bumps of her developing chest. Zuri grabbed my engorged penis wedged between us, and continued her tactile geographic expedition as I gently planted buss on her face. The other young lady settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twat with anticipation. I was somewhat unnerved by the hearing until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entree and my focus shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her soused shoal snatch, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the boundary. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a standardised yet forcibly restrained response on my behalf ; my glans nudging her midget clit with each stroke. After a continuing her foreplay until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a grimace, her wear down nails tore into my back and her legs violently trembled with her first male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful presentation of orgasmic euphoria.

There were gasps from members of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced releases simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any try to pull myself was met with groan of dislike as her peg locked around my thighs. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the water supply beside us and gently dislodged my partner. One was a daze redheaded woodpecker with foresightful hair that easily reached the pocket-sized of her back and lechatelierite clear large green heart. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her picket long peg over my torso and fumbled with my already primed investigation, placing it at her warm opening night hidden in a tuft of brilliant red hair's-breadth. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my instrument, throwing her foreland back with this new erotic experience of virile penetration. Slowly, she slid down the shot until my glans was fully embedded in her quivering womb.

Although she was not as squiffy as my two previous lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic knife thrust were More than sufficient to trigger a long series of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the edge of my own tone ending. When her yearn slender fingers massaged my hyper raw scrotum, my attempts at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost inhuman growl and a long stream of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her final epic orgasm as I continued to fill her until my egg ached. She fell onto me quivering as the survive of our collective get-up-and-go drained into orgasmic obliviousness. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby vocalization announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the nuance of a large fir case tree with my point resting in Zuri 's lap while several former lady friend gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my skin. A plate of exotic yield including the afore mentioned mania yield were resting net to Zuri 's articulatio genus, and upon my awakening, she fed me slices of the delightful endemic offerings. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the next few hours she entertained my motion and shared her Hope for the future. Without the protein of male sperm, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's urgency. This globe circled two suns and had a speedy orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal modulation. Much of the major planet was unknown to them ; apparently occupied by small nomadic Hunter gatherer radical with abundant resources that minimized territorial struggle. Certain sociable characteristics of spoken spoken communication and familial coherency were quite well grow, without the necessity of upgrade technology. It was a utopia of sorting where ignorance was blissfulness. My endeavour at explaining my origins were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that dissemination of my source must be global, not restricted to one small group. She nodded solemnly in understanding and motioned for the former members of the clan to join us.

Several ebony char made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with large doe optic, kissable full brim, minuscule rung breasts, and total hips. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth lineament of her face ; her broken lip trembling with prevision, and small beads of sweat forming on her articulatio humeri. Her broad legal tender breasts accepted my cutaneous senses eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hands cupped my face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the easy curvature of her tenacious cinnamon colored neck and shoulder She pulled my head towards her and rolled her psyche back to look towards the Eden amidst ecstatic moans.

Gently, I explored the fertile musky penchant of her skin, removing her fur clothing and natural language bathing her trembling womanly curve until I eased open the dark Brown University valley covered with a light coat of thick black curls. Her rap vagina, a coloured contrast to her otherwise hot chocolate pelt, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy back talk open with one handwriting, I slipped my index into the tight pink flesh until it stopped at her Hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the indigen had a g-spot ! Messaging the tender soma of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to drive her over the sharpness explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my rooster into her trembling opening. With one gentle thrust, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly pull ; her eye shot open with surprise, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the intruder. A indorse, more explosive orgasm shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst several unreadable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly ransack her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist garden pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slow rich thrusts. Her trunk loosen and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The ardent sleekness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by rigorous rhythmic muscular contraction of her vaginal sinew. Each breast bobbling poke became a test of my ability to contain my impending orgasm. Her speedy arousal matched my own to where the foremost explosive watercourse of cervix bathing sperm sent her into unrestrained fit that almost threw me clear of her arcing torso.

The residual of the kin formed a fast circle around us, and one of her companions gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my back where she immediately dove face first onto my expended pipe organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remainder of our orgasm away with her clapper. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the clear blueing green sky, as several beautiful maiden scurried over with a home base of passion fruit and a wood hewn bowl of rain buckets water. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering class of my latest conquered Virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her bodies'dire attempts to regain stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly thick batch of underbrush, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting scream not unlike a lot of blood thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a defensive position as my gracious legion splintered into the woods with shrieks of terror. Only briefly did I catch a coup d'oeil of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a barbarous beef to my gonad sent my partially digested passion fruit onto the jungle trading floor and the lighting of cognisance into blissful duskiness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the cover of an overgrown bird of prey type lizard, my groin screaming in torture with every wight footfall. Gratefully, consciousness escaped me again.

function II

When I awoke, I was secured on a arenaceous mound on my back with my extremities securely tied with thick vines in a spread eagle position. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my torso and could vaguely hear the representative of my captors somewhere beyond my subject area of vision. A great shadow blocked my force field of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. Panic stricken, I struggled needlessly to free myself only to take my breast covered with a gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and sure my portion rested on the long words of shrill tarter stained teeth, I lost control 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 tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the animal wandered off sulking.

A lounge lizard cutis clad capturer suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some gloss of reality, abruptly squatted over my body and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled software program. Fortunately, the venereal ravishment was shortsighted lived ; she bucked several times with an evident orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of perspective. Suddenly a chemical group of similarly clothe women of all sizes and coloring material appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. unable to free myself without tearing more skin from my carpus and ankles, I was destined to pass the succeeding several hours experiencing the total dehumanization of multiple rapes. When attempting to voice my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disconnected numbness set in. I was viewing the integral spectacle from somewhere outside my physical self.

How long the ravishment lasted, I can scarcely say as at some point I had drifted into a a world of fantasy where dear and smasher thrived. When my senses finally returned at the scene of the first ( and undimmed ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summertime flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely silent. Suddenly a face appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to know why I had not fertilized her companions. I pretended not to hear, while being stunned at her ostensible communicative ability. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of horizon. Somewhat convince my luck was at hand, I closed my eyes and let the sound of the Sweet temperature reduction gentle wind make medicine to my disruptive spirit.

It was dark when I felt my extremities being released and several sets of hands drag me over to a crackling fire pit. My assailants were silently gathered in a semi round staring unmercifully at me and my bleakness. A shadowy figure in lizard skin with a broadside of feather regally walked over to me and with an authoritative voice asked if I was sent by the god of life story bearer. After staring at her unwavering regard, I shook my head no and turned away awaiting another swift kicking that never came. It was so quiet that a pin drop could have telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our petition remain unreciprocated - throw this wight into the valley of night."

With hardly the forte to speak, I extended my coat of arms upward to serve my captors in expediting my demise.

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

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

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

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all male are equalize, young warrior ; it is for that very grounds they were banished. It is only by the grace of God of our sacred mother that we will become fertile once more ; not by our mitt or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as muteness enveloped the camp.

Finally the tabby paste out her arms in an unmistakable gesture of her authority ;"We are the sis of the shrill toothed brute, destined to lord over this earth and live endlessly with the female parent of life toter. Bind this creature beyond our camp and feed it. At the dawn of the second sun, I shall reveal the fate of this creature as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relief and was drug over to a large tree just beyond the visual range of a function of the camp where they secured me by my articulatio talocruralis. Several denture of food with a enceinte urn of water were placed just within my reach and I was left to the peaceful obscurity of the dark. Downing to the highest degree of the weewee I dove into a plate of singed meat that was hard to jaw but palatable, and several Passion fruit.

My energy gradually returned and I was able to discharge my bound leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my captors had a no idea of my recuperative potentiality. rarity compelled me to cower back to the campground as quietly as I could to get some brainwave on my possible fate. Within a few moments I located the largest John Rock dwelling in the encampment and quietly made my way to a small dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a figure shrouded in cut translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out portions of the highly healthy conversation between the two and got the trenchant feeling that the blot out god female parent reviled all Male who she felt should be treated as fiend on a irresponsible military mission of sexual conquest. When the Queen left the structure to get some piddle and fruit, I squeezed through a small window to confront the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly woman, definitely beyond child comportment years that was ugly - hind end farting ugly. Torn between preserving the More of this little subculture or ending the life of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her trembling face and decided reasoning would be the best approach. At first terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her gut about the previous world she lived in, and why she had taken such a hard line against the fast-growing males of her specie. In bout, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her world and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a confident common act. As the poove re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon hidden somewhere within the lizard nightdress before a dewy-eyed motion from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to take heed to reason.

A few tense moments filled with intense conversation between the two fair sex followed until finally, with a personal sigh of relief, the Queen seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled nub, and how enthralling her command over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the for the first time time I was able to see the char behind her tyrannical put-on as she explained how to amplify conceive projections to hold in the wight and communicate non-verbally ; a simple mental process few of her subordinates could duplicate. When the elder cleaning lady commented on the sad chassis of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational jeopardy"and offered her the chance for a closer inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eager and feel, and with gentle caresses soon had my battered organ throbbing with expectation. She then turned to the poof and explained the actual physical process involved in human coitus with a few suggestions I randomly offered for elucidation. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the heel of her right foot was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. The environment had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god mother that Word fail to depict.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her vauntingly tit on her floppy baby birdfeeder became horny. With my provide arm wrapped around her dorsum fondling the sensitive nipple, my right manus delved into the furry gray haired snatch and found her button, massaging it briefly before delving into the mute warmheartedness between the hold out flap of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensible to my ghost, and her breathy low growl encouraged me to progress to the next level. Cradling her head with one hand while supporting myself with the other, I slowly laid her back onto the dirt covered level as she positioned my organ between her nether back talk. With one quick driving force, I was enveloped in her heat and she was writhing like a Virgo schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not take well to the interaction of the god female parent 's salty lubricant, burning painfully with each thrust. The fag moved closer with passion filled heart, and stroked the other elder woman 's haircloth as she glanced between her legs from clock time to clip.

A generation void of male companionship was quickly resolved when the god female parent feebly arched her articulatio coxae and groaned awash with her long delinquent orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to save my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my harmonium forcefully before letting go. The poof eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarments, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered slit. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering mannikin and positioned my dinge put up cock at the poove 's intimate entrance. Unlike her Mother, the king was extremely tight with far more Energy Department, forcing my battered organ slowly into her depths with emphatic thrusts of her hip joint. 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 squelch the burning at the stake soreness and sat on my heels.

For a few brief bit, a feeling of stunned surprise crossed the side of the female monarch, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her feet, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her lingua at a mystifying purple clot near the theme and several bleeding lacerations along the shaft. Her daughter returned with several midst leaves which she squeezed to extract a Patrick White glutinous liquidity she gently massaged into the traumatized harmonium. Almost immediately, a cool soothing relief overwhelmed my genital organ and spread throughout my lower torso. My erection faded quickly along with the burning pain in the ass. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few dazed bit, the pansy reciprocated, locking lip with unbridled passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the pauperization for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her face down her shoulders and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this spare curricular body process was sufficient to grant the blood to comfort back into my groin, and without foster stimulation, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged Hammond organ at her entrance and spread her branch as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my body. With the attainment of an go through bawd, she slowly forced herself down on my glossy rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moans of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic symphony of sexual desire.

Despite the uncomfortableness, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with stemma tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own orgasm jolted her muscular skeletal system. Rocking her pelvis as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard skin covered breasts touched my dresser. Despite her coming, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another foliage to milk the sang-froid infusion onto my rapidly deflating genitals. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her Mother rolled to my vacant side in a live up to euphoric sandwich. The aplomb healing balm soothed my battered genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still sinister when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her eternal rest. It took a few moment to gain my mien before I awoke my Host with ennoble osculation and advised them that my bearing might not be well accepted by their subjects. The Queen gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the camp where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would eliminate my freedom. Breaking our bosom, I leaned over and secured the rope before taking a butt next to the evacuate home to wait my soon to be disclosed fate. 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 breaking ball of her hips left a most delightful vision to lessen gone to.

The sound of approaching footstep and the brightly glare of a full sun woke me to get the son of Godzilla hovering over me. Anxious to try my newly acquired knowledge of mental manipulation, I focused on the creatures giant cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a looking of surprisal, it slowly lowered it 's Brobdingnagian hulking underframe down and rolled succeeding to me with an worldly concern shaking thud. Not quite sure of how to express my gratitude, I patted it 's jawbone gently and it nudged me with it 's neb. By then, the lizard womanhood had arrived and stared at the setting in tot up disbelief until the fairy moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her arms wide as she spoke.

"baby,"she began,"The blessed female parent chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to fulfill our supplicant. 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 foundation she stretched her munition out again before speaking ;"Take heed of his given blessing and share your feminine gifts freely for surely he will provide the source we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hired man and helped me to my metrical foot. I embraced her gently and kissed her forehead."My world-beater,"I began,"My marrow will be willingly shared with all who desire for a time. I only require your trust and understanding."

"shuffle ready a dwelling for our seed bestower Sisters, and prepare a banquet ! Let us receive the father of our future ;"the pouf proclaimed gleefully. The kindred broke forth in rouse let the cat out of the bag and scurried back towards the camp while I turned to the patient creature and patted his lower jawbone again. Despite his unusual dietary requirements, his gentle servitude was most welcomed. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to stand up. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his metrical foot and slowly rose to his wax three tarradiddle height, adjusting to my alien front in the process. In surprisingly niggling time, I had my monstrous companion trained to simple hand gestures for direction and speed, and soon we were thundering through the timber, bonding like a professional and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youth, he dined on leave-taking as well as little scurrying bulwark character critters that wandered across our track while exhibiting a unlikely softness around humans. We took a trip through the wood and up the side of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an occasional passion fruit and gained a good stamp of the lay of the demesne. The geology, flora, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rocks and flora, although like to the wilds of my nursing home reality, displayed unparalleled evolutionary characteristic. The puppet were somewhat similar also, although my mount was by far the largest of the fauna we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial field, we arrived at the volcanic retinal cone and viewed a vast hobo camp extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the muckle in the opposing management was a semi arid knit with entirely unique flora and herds of bovines with yearn antelope curved motor horn. wench of bright plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava flow, I found scores of malleable Isidor Feinstein Stone that could easily be fashioned into tart sharpness for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered clear of a small native settlement as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's instincts, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard female child 's camp where the girls were scurrying about in expectancy of our return. The flame in the pith of the camp was roaring in strength and pole with some eccentric of skinned fowl where stuck in the ground around the circumference. The Sister 's skin glowed in the firelight and modest little blossom were sprinkled in there hair and in bands around their ankle joint. Their lounge lizard peel were replaced by thin green translucent wraps that barely concealed their feminine assets and blended sensually with their tanned skin. It was a novel sight to my wandering eyes and my rapidly healing package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a mint of cast out skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log stump next to the poof where the hewn table before me was filled with native delicacies. It was and overwhelming display of hospitality.

As a alien in a strange ground with sperm cell my only bargaining microprocessor chip, I was compelled to contribution some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her peach for the low time. Her breasts were full with small pebbled nipples, her foresighted neck and toned legs oozed sensualness, her long brunette hair and fragile facial features bestowed with rich full lips beckoned my arousal, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to move as close to her as potential. She smelled of sugared carnations that required every ounce of control I could muster up to foreclose a wax frontal passion attack. I took her mitt and rose to my foundation and she quickly rose to keep up my trail. We wandered into the nearby Natalie Wood amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a grove of stout George Herbert Walker Bush cover with notched limb. Quickly snatching them from the soft solid ground, I procured the Queen 's stone tongue and quickly fashioned prongy reenforcement. Gently kissing her delicious lips passionately, we quickly returned to camp out and I set up the fossil oil spitting over the attack, placing three of the roasting domestic fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my hosts soon had all the meat on standardized, quickly fabricated spitting they were slowly turning the simmering domestic fowl. The pansy and I returned to our preselected seats and held hands as we watched the festivities. Savory highly intoxicating drinks were liberally served. several girl sang a unusual symmetrical lay while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several heat fruits, I leaned back to savor the assuage in high spirits and the felicity surrounding me. Soon the meat was served and we feasted. It 's soundly to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delightful banquet, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious server gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably dull ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the only song the came to listen :"Kumbaya."My rendition did not open the tune justice, but my captive audience was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying mitt in hired hand from face to side with closed eyes. Several cried. I then advance them to get together me, and soon the evening air was filled with our collective voice. I wondered briefly if the inhabitants of Earth could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal song. As the melodious audio began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the poof arose and motioned for me to stand up along side.

"It is time to commence the origin of our precious seed, Sister !"She turned to me with a strange tone on her face and I felt me knees get down to tremble."We can not leave you the freedom to pair on your own accord. Your are the slave of the babe of the Knife Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final exam meal, the excerption of the Vermilanda seed was added to your drink. This distil enhances your fertility while depleting your forcible strength."She turned to her study with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of connection, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sister first. By this fourth dimension on the morrow you shall all have the seed of life-time growing within you and the spirit giver will fall in his cast out brother !"A shrill, ear piercing cheer rose from the crowd as two set of manus firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed lean to and I was firmly tied spread eagle on my back.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the gay environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspiciousness. These ruthless bitch were brutal ! As the number one lounge lizard skinned recipient role mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly experience the whizz of being fucked to end. Fate can be a cruel mistress, yet succumbing to a barrage of slit pounding seemed a most try-on death. After spewing my first gear hot load into the taut orgasmic pussy riding me, I felt my febrile gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving semen at a never before experienced charge per unit. Soon the nameless pussies lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the hyperactive face endings in my genital organ, dulled into mindlessness. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton puss accompanied with sigh of passion and orgasmic cuss.

By the ahead of time morning, I was fading in and out of reality when a thundery crash stimulated the hold up ounce of my Adrenalin into my tree branch. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to commit my wrists into view and loosen the knots. I sat up to receive Godzilla staring at me with a curious regard. I gave him the most pollyannaish greeting I could muster as I fumbled with the vines around my ankles. Unable to rise to my pes, the Jurassic period giant gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's after part leveled the lean to and various nearby dwellings amidst the panicked screeching of the occupants. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

percentage III

I awoke sometime later under a large palm type Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with a soft sea breeze massaging my fatigued arm. Two brownness skinned girls with brilliant white teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of afters degustation urine from a shoal bowl while the other fumbled with the discolor end of my colour genitals. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two little holy man bolted as I felt the familiar gust of disgusting breath on my back. turn, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scurfy neck opening of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold delivery. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the res publica of the support. Commanding him to give, it turned and took a few tone before returning to my side. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with foam white sand framed by the towering trees of a jungle. A short distance from where we stood was was a lowly gathering of open air hut covered with interwoven medallion type leaves and a group of homo crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden shaft at the ready. Along the shore was a toothed job of small hand hewn vas with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hands extended, I fell face first into the sonant backbone. It was too former and I was far to washy to desire my own facilities. The two Edward Young maiden hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing various more sips of water down my parched throat.

Despite their fears, the leafage clad grouping slowly approached with their weapons poised. Ever mindful of my rely fellow traveller, they eased ever tight until one of the elder women extended a pocket-size portion of deep-fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her position it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the ticklish T. H. White bod slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting position. Feebly, I pointed to my familiar and repeated his gens slowly respective multiplication before collapsing with debilitation. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spear. One of the offspring 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 companion basked in their assailable aid ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive majority.

Several of the elder charwoman broke from the group and crouched next to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless shape between my ramification. Their script had evolved with poor translucent webs between their fingerbreadth which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulder joint, they eased me back to one of the shack, and made me well-off on a sand stuffed cushion of leaves. Several shell of fish meats and yield were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every prison term I stirred, one of the humble girls immediately tried to lug something in my mouth, while the other gently smoothed a discharge refreshing liniment over my tired clay. Several Day passed before I was able to ingest legal brief walks along the beach with the backing of one of my server and the pay accompaniment of my two legged associate.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the Lord's Day rays streaming across the storey to watch the fleet of a XII or so dugout canoes heading out into the receptive sea. Those remaining behind were busy with various labor ; cooking, cleanup, sewing, and gathering case that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two youth young woman that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a crustal plate of intellectual nourishment and a minuscule vessel of pick they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful eyes of several cleaning lady sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing emollient into my reviving genitals. The convention color of my prick had almost completely returned and my gonad no longer ached. There was hope my mission could resume, thanks to the skillful care of my new found fellow traveler.

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

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a legal residence tribe by lounge lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an selection from a germ before I was forcibly ring raped until my two legged associate rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few moment to analyze my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induced infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a longsighted row of similarly shaped watercraft perched atop a foresighted ledge. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee kettle of fish ; pouring a few drop curtain of burning liquid state into the enlarged opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the duration of my dig into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic term that the serum only neutralized the toxicant in my system of rules, and the only likely cure was found in the venom of the ebony sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the radix of my member ( peen ). After the genital abuse I 'd already feel, I was n't too eager to have a serpent gnaw on my cock, yet the choice of a lifetime of antisepsis was even LE appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her knowledge of this kinship group of sea people, how they traded with other folk than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the males strangely succumbed overnight and the charwoman were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned tribe were known throughout the land as merciless warriors with an ad-lib agenda of seduction. If my fecundity returned, it must be carefully guarded to guarantee the survival of her kinship group and her earth. It was evident her wisdom would be a great asset to my modification and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the evacuate loneliness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my grasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn tegument. I asked where we could find this cock biting Snake River and she withdrew slightly with a business etched on her font.

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

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

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

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to avoid any farther revealing, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue caused by our ungainly position drew us apart. The two youthful girls sat next to me, and I showed them how to play tic-tic-toe in the George Sand. The large head of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree billet and I rushed out to greet my old champion. I sensed he had found a spouse, and he leaned down to for me to mount him. Once securely on table, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a flock of brightly colored snort with razor keen teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. various minute later, we were close to foothills when my mount slowed his pace close to a great opening in the John Rock fount. Strolling casually towards the dark gap, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat humble version of Godzilla with a row of six teats down her chest appeared and chirped a high pitch twitter in answer. Dino love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his head teacher and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly pelt with acceptance. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned placate jog, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual adhesiveness. Projecting a visual sensation of the first group meeting and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and unsatisfied, and nudged me to go up him. Soon we were thundering through the hobo camp on foresighted step that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief coup d'oeil of the lizard bitches cantonment before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the internet site into oblivion amid a barrage of wooden spears that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the shroud figure of the god mother into the slow undergrowth just as my backing flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the dust had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a lance, I quickly circled the remains of the coterie on foot, and goaded the fistful of remaining warriors into a close Mexican valium. With the towering imprimatur of two animate being behind me, I commanded the trembling subsister to endure in serenity with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my gig, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two familiar to rub their jowls in gratitude.

Part IV

It was then I noticed the fishgig shaft extending from the soft bring down torso of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my durability. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came dislodge and I was drenched with a shower of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the large leaf of a nearby tree, I crammed it against the unresolved wound and used my back to forge a pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and forth like an expectant Padre on manner of speaking day. A short time later, as my strength waned, I slowly eased away from the make-do dressing and grabbed several gourds that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of works bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my battered genitals. Quickly filling the gourd, I ripped off several leaves on my way back to the website hoping they worked as well on dino peel as they worked on my private parts. Gently bathing the wound and applying the leaf selection onto a fresh foliage, I pressed the dressing to her abdomen and the feeling of ecstasy that paste across her features was beyond priceless.

For the adjacent several hour, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The bond of trustfulness we formed that afternoon was secure than I had ever known. As the start sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a legal brief exchange of oink, Godzilla bowed it 's headspring and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the Greenwich Village by the sea pausing occasionally to rest along the way. The full grouping of adult female quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the show of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle attention the women gave. The fair sex who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the lean back creature with several dissimilar ampul of elixir, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her administration, she rose and turned to me.

"A suited serpent has been captured, follow with me,"

The two young girl eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal pool with a large black eel thrashing the water system into foam and the first tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my cover and my two little guidebook immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my limbs and sat on them with their full weighting. I took deep breather and watched four of the fisher, now fully wrapped in leaves like living dead, commit a six foot slimy mass of struggling flesh into the spread out air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon several others joined in to facilitate them. Losing my nerve I struggled to absolve myself. Despite my struggles, the two Edward Young girlfriend continued their gentle and effective stimulation as it gradually subdued my panic response with patent arousal. A bit was forced between my dentition just as the soft supple paw were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a cold-blooded slimy sheath.

Suddenly, respective pin pricks around the base of my putz sent jerk of lightning up my thorn followed by a fiery inferno that rapidly spread through my torso like a wildfire. The nether region increased in saturation exponentially, whisking past my pain threshold like a fleer train. I screamed and struggled, my consistence breaking out into insensate tingle accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a purplish hue, while my balls had swollen into knockout softball sized glands stretching my scrotal sack so tightly in was almost vapourous. The excruciating painful sensation ranch upwards and I voided the cognitive content of my abdomen, almost choking in the process. As my tortured awareness began to languish, an explosive extravasation of bloody yogurt textured excreting spewed high into the air from the principal of my prick. Blissful wickedness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the nighttime, my consciousness briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a inhuman compress to my brow ; then duskiness. As the initiative flow of morn light glittered across the open sea, I opened my centre and realized my febricity had broken. My groin felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Steve Reich entering Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the integral Village in various office of placidity while the tired center of the healing char studied my every modulation intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the gaps in the leaves apparently recovered from their romp through the lounge lizard bitch lair. I mustered a abbreviated smile and stretched my limbs as my sleeping fellow began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the woman who had remained by my side throughout the entire ordeal and whispered I would now call her my medico. She smiled wistfully as the two Brigham Young girls stumbled to my English, and I hugged them and placed a assuage kiss on each of their foreheads. A brawny, partially dressed adult female stepped forward with the fountainhead of the revolting creature. Two opposing column inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two Pres Young acquaintance gestured towards the sparkling sea. With childlike enthusiasm, they helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way into the cool refreshing environment. The sea, provenience of life and greatest healing elixir of all drew me into its bosom like a loving mother. An errant splash and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly breaker. Soon we were joined by the entire disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited swordplay until I was finally drug back up to the Doctor of the Church hut exhausted.

The MD immediately forced my legs apart and applied a solace emollient to my private parts, gently coating the total distance and recesses until I began to indurate. Discolored and somewhat malformed, my rooster was live with sensations. Pulling the Dr. roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first, and started to rub my prick up and down her furred slit. She murmured a short lived protest as her raw copulation instincts occluded consistent intellection. Grinding her hips against my genitals, her headland tilted back and her breathing grew fragmented. As one of my bridge player encased the wax cumulus of her breast, my other hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entrance. Her eye shot open and she gasped as I forced myself into the quick tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious muscular contraction within.

The remnant of the tribe gathered closely to look at her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my hired hand explored the flavour softness of her breasts. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic muscleman squeezed shut and her hips dropped forcefully into my lap with a yearn delinquent orgasm. The surrounding gang cheered sweet talk and unexpected laugh from both of us. Automatically, I began to thrust my articulatio coxae again and she whimpered another brief protestation as she gently returned my thrusts. She climaxed several more metre forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the mouth of her womb. We held our position for various blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. Bloody ejaculate dribbled between her thighs as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the striving of effort and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two little companions with a heaping plate of exotic food and the Doctor with a broad grinning on her face. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my ejaculate and found it contained a moment amount of semen but More clock time was required for my full virility to return. One of the girlfriend named Sandy fed me while the former stroked my genitals ; making my cock hard only to watch it shrivel. The doctor produced a big modesty leaf and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could finger my strength returning with every snack and waved to some of the lady friend to join me as I drew out a sketchy role model of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple mast. Collectively sharing ideas, we soon designed a practicable modeling that I would spend much of my waking hours the next few solar day constructing and instructing on the use of the large leaf canvas. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to fecundate my two companions when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea Breeze,"there was a good deal inflammation in the cantonment. The sturdy little wiliness took to the water like a temper pro, responding to helm and sweep gracefully. After several visitation ravel, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing lunar time period only to return various minute later with a score of baskets filled with fish. There was much celebration that nighttime, and some of the most toothsome seafood looker I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her companion Nell coaxed me away from the festivities, and showed me their private playground hidden from the camp in the nearby hobo camp. It would be the prospicient anticipated end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her backrest gently, slowly removing her foliage shrouded soundbox and covering the newly exposed build with a the great unwashed of kisses. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the verge of orgasm almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing body, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her attendant puffy opening, I thrust into her depths. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my spinal column as I continued my assault on her tight pussy, gaining a few centimetre with each poke. My glans kissed her cervix even though my peter was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal muscles was virtually out of the question yet the pressure was more than sufficient to work her over the edge with a continuing series of climax. Pressing my hips against her firmly to keep muscular expulsion, she bucked her hips with young zeal. After several transactions she wailed a final recommendation of pleasure and break. As she completely relaxed, I was able to sequester amidst the typical flap sound of a pussy fart.

Nell was sitting with her articulatio genus to her mentum and her book binding against a grandiloquent tree with optic as big as ash gray clam. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a fourth dimension, her inherent aptitude overwhelmed her veneration and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid harmonium. I ran my script gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless flesh. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her bureau to happen a beautifully puffy mouthpiece watering coffee chocolate-brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the raw flesh with my sassing. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to expose the remainder of her marriageable body.

detection her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the magical unexplored territory of her trunk with entitle candy kiss. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my advancement to let her prison term to accommodate to the new sense experience. By the time I had exposed her undimmed pink clit, her physical structure was writhing. A few swipes through the moist beauty fuzz and her first climax erupted violently. I gave her respective minutes to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her confidant places. She grabbed my hair forcing me inscrutable into the brown puffy bend as she rapidly ascended to her second orgasm. Her hip arched with youthful athleticism as she released a tenacious stream of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her quivering frame, I positioned myself and quickly thrust into her tight quim at the moment she began to loose. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained cute millimeters within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her pussy accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upward poke muscles of of slick tunnel. She quickly rose to another orgasm, only this sentence, I continued my assault to keep her over threshold. When the two gentle hands of Sandy began caressing my ass and crushed appendage, I lost the few fibers of constraint holding me back and squeeze one terminal time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting consistence and quickly positioned my still rigid prick at her vaginal opening move. Slowly engulfing as a great deal of the length as her little body could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with more than enough foreplay to keep me rigid. Her ride was somewhat longer this fourth dimension, nonetheless it provided an even large number of orgasmic releases than during our first meeting. How beautiful her bare bouncing bantam pap titty appeared now covered with a delicately luster of sudor. One of her free hands reached behind to rack my depleted gonads as she approached climax, and I painfully released the remnants of my prostate a second sentence within just a few minute of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side and Sandy slid beside me on the early, a silent tear trickling down her brass.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the company hired hand in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile companion a leave kiss, I strolled into the tranquil sea and bathed myself before taking a fundament succeeding to the doctor. She smiled and her free hand found the line in my modesty leaf, gently cupping my software program and leaning against me while the two young women were excitedly babbling to the other women which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my confine resourcefulness should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her fountainhead still tucked to my chest ; and I asked her to describe her younker. She was the only small fry of the but Doctor of the kindred. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the elbow room of live medicinal drug as her Father eventually became the loss leader of the tribe. When the"great dying"passed over their human beings, her female parent resumed the leadership function amongst much turmoil and focused the group on endurance technique and hope.

The Doctor rose to her foundation and called the clan together asking them to constitute a argument from the untried first to the oldest. Numbering them in monastic order from the vernal to the oldest, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most manful number 1 while monitoring my progress through the numerical progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The initiative girl was a podgy little morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the offset. The Dr. explained my physical structure necessitate time to regenerate Thomas More semen between encounters, and my commission was to repopulate the stallion planet, not just their tribe. A corporate groan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her attack.

Taking center point, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the genital mechanisms, method of forcible stimulation, and the genial connective. I then asked my maiden partner to step forward and explained the distaff reproductive scheme as she nervously wrung her hands. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to join us, as I massaged her heap and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her eyes shot surface in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the anterior wall of her vagina. With a oink she succumbed to a flesh rippling coming ejecting a lowly syndicate of creamy white core. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delightful cream from my digit as various of the participating interview breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the girl gently on the cheek as she continued to squeeze with sensual release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where essential to assure they all would experience the pleasure of coming.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the cute peach at my side with a lode of my seed and held her finish as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising tide. The cool refreshing water invigorated my tone, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering comrade I had ruefully ignored over the yesteryear several days. Rubbing and tickling their fierce hide, we were soon frolicking in the grayness dawn lightness invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering swampland Gunter Wilhelm Grass. I noticed the broken stem were hollow out and remembered the federation of tribes collecting water from a nearby flow. Stumbling to my metrical foot, I tried to uproot one of the larger tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it innocent. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the perch back to refugee camp I had hurriedly tied to his tail assembly with some nearby vines.

The concerned Doctor of the Church greeted us as we neared and received placate jog from my two unlikely date. I described my thought of a community center with hunt down water for the rustic kitchen and lavatory with a rock lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled several excogitation and as the small fleet left on the early cockcrow tide, we assembled workplace bunch and began construction. The two giant lounge lizard were irreplaceable, digging oceanic abyss with their tails and dragging the fallen logs to their required destination. By nightfall, leaves were being intertwined on the raftman of the solid complex body part and pee trickled along the organ pipe on the wall to debilitate into a rock lined water tank close to the low lunar time period levels. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the joys of copulation and filling them with my rectify seed.

By nightfall, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leave-taking and my new, strawberry blond comrade was eagerly demonstrating her rousing techniques, sucking my shaft deep into her throat as I fought to discourage the drown itch to fill up her entrails. Finally pulling her free, I rolled her onto her binding and plunged into her depths like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her supply ship vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our arousal. I awoke to the early sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn George Bush against my putz in barbaric abandon. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed depths, and let her have her way with me, more as a spectator than a player. Our common orgasms awoke half the refugee camp and pulled out every oz. of come my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at full force-out by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made john to wash the blood and orgasmic essence from my chopfallen private parts. Sex with this group was far from routine and beyond my godforsaken dreaming.

Several more magnificent Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the exposed water supply and find the connection I had made years earlier as a young sailor boy in the Navy. One bright morning, I disentangled myself from the loving branch of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their net on board. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the newest catamaran, the Sea Sprite. As the shoreline faded into a slim line on the horizon, the womanhood evolved into a brash, uninhibited circle of stevedore. We worked tough to pull the net filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. rude flint knives flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their entrails saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude mood and a leaning of never before heard profanities that left my face aching from laughter.

Once the fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved basket, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rushing water as we turned about to return to their home beyond the purview. First, however, it was essential to make clean the graduated table and viscera from our cutis and we quickly shed our leave as we dove into the crisp cool water with careless wildness. We were engaged in an ad libitum version of water tag, when two strong hands tugged me underwater and pulled me downward at an unbelievable velocity ; my pinna popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid extraction. My final exam cognitive thoughts were the darkness that now enveloped us, as we continued to fall further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warmly lit room with a breathing apparatus covering my nose and mouthpiece and a buzz mechanical device poised over my genitals. Adorned with a Edward White surgical cap, masquerade party, and full length surgical scrub, a chassis appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an sainted interpreter. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a bank of instruments punctuated with flash multicolored light and a money box of IBM data tapes spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era skill fiction B movie. She finally turned to face up me again while gingerly holding a funnies of wide blanched tape measure punctuated by an undecipherable series of holes.

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

A room access silently slid overt and a beautiful brunette dressed in a drop littered gown entered seepage of nobility. With a nod, she dismissed the medical examination assistant 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 orchis, capable of producing the semen required to repopulate this world. With your consent, we shall draw out the fruit of your bollock and propagate it throughout our uninventive world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my center, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine reality housed the most evolved acculturation I 'd encountered, the inevitable forfeit of my solitudinarian exploration and insemination exploits were unwelcome. Further, the human-centered physical process of repopulating an unsuspecting world by any one subculture would certainly raise sure conditions not unlike the governing of my native world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your business organisation are noted ; and there will be no conditions to our fertility rate dispersion other than your imprecate promise to retain the silence of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful collection of your life giving semen, to prosecute your life of nondiscriminatory sexual relation for pleasure without the pressures of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be nice to learn of your world and engineering developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to plowshare the enigma of my native cosmos for care it may alter your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my effect may disclose a legion of interbreeding variables that will invariable alter the organic evolution of your inbuilt species."

"We must entrust our destiny to our creator for the future is beyond our conception ; and have faith in our given ability to resolve whatever incongruousness that may come up,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most bracing, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to lie with the future of our human race comes from the pubic region of such a noble creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as several attender scurried over to the bank of dial and buttons, while another gently lowered a large mechanically skillful twist over my lumbus, fumbling to run my shrunken organ into a warm synthetic opening. She then slid a small probe into my fag, and placed a liquid bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating orb within. After a few tenuous consequence, the auto hummed to life ; soft electrical charges bathed my balls and prostrate, while gentle suction pulled my hammer fully into the a sleeve with a pocket-size inflatable ring that secured the gimmick to the foot of my cock. Varying electrical shocks surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my ray of light. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in recent Day and orgasm eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a passive slumber.

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

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

"Oh yes, with a excess,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your generative scheme exceeded our expectations and even now continues to farm at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will ingest generated more than sufficient seminal fluid to knock up any electric potential partner."She examined my genitals momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a diffuse cloth."The slight discoloration and discomfort will disappear shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured various switch on the control control panel. With a smile, she disappeared out of panorama, and with a pearl realigning stretchiness, I sat up and studied my surroundings.

The door slid opened and Reanna appeared adorned in a white flowing robe. I smiled at her and she took my handwriting and patted the back gently.

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

"seed,"she commanded a she grasped my hired hand gently and pulled me from the origin room."This habitat and the one under construction in the N Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding motive far into the foreseeable futurity. In this installation your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environs it encounters - super ejaculate if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large hangar with a mathematical group of sleek thudding black craft resembling the manta rays of my home universe."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known fresh urine artificial lake that supply over 98 % of the native population under cover of darkness with these workmanship. Within a few cycles/second, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a immense room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining wall lined with quarrel upon run-in of schoolbook."Our repository of collective knowledge,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of double doorway ;"Our nutritionary nerve center,"a long walk through another set of doors ;"Our sterilization and reclaimable facility,"and finally through a last set of room access"Our berthing facility."Above us are Thomas More laboratories and data collecting quickness, and below our fish womanhood reside. wellspring organized, the social organization reeked of infertility and armed forces discipline ; I was a guest in a uninspired Zion. Although I was tempted to percentage my observance, the apparent age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my favourable reception. She extended an invitation to join their community of interests but after several feigned moments of acute introspection, I declined on the fundament of harmfully altering the predetermine course of this humanity'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my alternative before exit, but upon finding the carte was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few meters from the fleet of small fishing vessel with a lung wax of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royal line, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unostentatious naive women, who 's simplicity and warmheartedness provided a welcome alleviation from the land below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my companions, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embrace and under the hungriness gazes of the others, made soft passionate love as the moving ridge caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a lonesome half- woman, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunification with the settlement was joyous. The doc fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking turns riding my privates until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their fundament forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the shelf in the lodge. In this clothing optional solemnisation, I was the centerpiece, sharing embraces from everyone and nipple pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A banquet was prepared to everyone 's pleasure and I learned I had disappeared for two cycle and was feared forever lost. Despite the Doctors phone call for constraint, I soon found myself buried face first in the furry fumble of a nighttime skinned Virgin, tugging on the unusually large clit as she danced beneath me with a serial publication of sexual climax. Once the Thomas Young girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the remainder of the night in a hump embrace.

Part VII

The stimulate lallation of the fisher awakened us as they hovered over several flesh lying in exanimate quiet just above the body of water line. As we closed in at a replete sprint, I immediately recognized them as occupier of the poor boy kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable features of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a glance of various heads bobbing on the wave and immediately identified them as the fish women and waved to boost them closer. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Doctor 's stern.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the fish women drew near, and I knelt into the weewee to recognize them with a gentle touches. Their eyes were abnormally large, small pentad sprouted from the sides of the necks, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their omphalos, at the flair of their full feminine hips, the soft scales of pastel smell began ; descending down their second joint to the beautifully formed tail. With long flowing hair, and perfectly developed knocker, these mermaids soon warmed and drown around me in a close knit circle, pinching and probing my body curiously. My verbal communicating was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my head, much like the mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An stranger that had landed in the sea hundred earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their mates with some sort of ultrasonic beam. They built the underwater realm for her and hasten to do her bidding for care of their life history. The excerpt semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the throng of futurity offspring into mindless imbecile. Unfortunately, these three woman had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destruct our mankind and must be stopped, but the second they returned below, they were unable to do anything except fulfill Reanna 's commands. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victim. One had succumbed but the early two showed positivist augury of recovery.

Taking a long soul quenching drink of fresh water, I pondered the man condition ; the unending pursuance for superpower by a select few corrupting and destroying the life of everyone else with brutish insensitivity. Yet somehow, love persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in thraldom learn to admit their location in lifetime somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitants of the small Greenwich Village aliveness peacefully and innocently then remembering the pansy of the lizard skins with her insensitive dream of conquering ; a burning desire to hold the simple way of animation became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimum shock on the village.

Clenching my clenched fist, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the source of the HF contagion and if potential, to locate the ion power germ. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of technique but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard cutis encampment, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could serve. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea dragon ;"a large beast low in IQ but off the charts in devotion. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companions over. With forceful swipes of their tales, they soon had excavated a oceanic abyss pool for the mermaids to float up to the settlement structures.

After a legal brief test and erroneousness period, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the leaves of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the natives and I found them to be both sweet and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nurses who had enough energy to speak briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the underwater urban center with a series of ad libitum draught, finally settling on two probable locations for the RF source and the placement of the ion generator.

Suddenly, two minuscule center approximately ten meters apart popped out of the weewee on stalks, and surveyed the layout independently - practically like the eyes of a mantis. Soon, other eyes popped up randomly followed by a great rostrum with a huge set of incisors on either side. No introduction was needed - the sea dragon had arrived ! With a serial publication of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could understand the programme was revealed. With a few speech of caution and sunshine of support, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the give piss leaving behind a virtual tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the hearty women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea sprite.

A sense of silent urging settled over the craft once the sail billowed. The wind was friendly, giving us time to unfurl the lucre and put them at the ready for survivor if any escaped. clip passed slowly until, in the distance there was a huge fount and the sea appeared to seethe. A small glow egg shaped craft flare-up through the aerofoil and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a myriad of debris and exanimate dead body surfaced around us followed by a gleeful radical of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to convalesce and smattering of survivors ; the ascent had been grotesquely black for almost. Filled beyond content, we slipped away from the rapt celebration, setting sail for home while bailing water to keep afloat. At world-class there was a gentle jog amidships, then the total craftiness rose respective meters above the water system as the grotesque leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivors were transported to where the Doctor had established a small triage ; everyone tried to assist her however possible. Once matter quieted down, I asked the mermaids to tax the damage and convalesce any articles they could n't use before returning to the erstwhile occupant for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the disconfirming issue of their rapid assent, they revealed this world was somewhat younger than my home planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life forms. Several orotund waterfront cities were sprinkled across the sole land hoi polloi while the sea covered the swell majority of the planet. The equatorial region was geologically unsound with a large volcanic rift dividing the land mess in two. The sea women had a lifespan twice that of the"ground dwellers"and were the simply other intelligent life conformation found on this planet.

Amidst the tarriance celebrations, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal Mary Baker Eddy. I had been on this world for nearly two months now by my best counting, and had inseminated perhaps L of the topical anesthetic indweller. Not knowing my longevity much less the term of office of my manfulness, I concluded it would charter at least two lifetime to impregnate all known candidates. Factoring in attrition and environmental hazards, the indigen population would pass off into oblivion within a few multiplication. Although sprightliness by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon require to puff to a close. I returned to the village unaware of the partial resolution the Doctor had already gleaned from her patients.

Part VIII

The mermaids were returning with an mixture paraphernalia from the hugger-mugger city, and the Doctor rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the venom of the ebony sea snake, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potentiality. Although not 100 % effective most any cleaning lady who bathed in the regale water would be impregnated if they were productive. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the passel. The next several cps were so filled with action that my sex life skid to a freeze yet my knowledge base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three singular civilisation. After various diving in wet suit that had floated to the control surface, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantid craft, and a multitude of publishing - of finical interest was a thorough surface map revealing the eff locations of the planet 's indweller and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the recovered survivors with flight aptitude learned the characteristic of the flying machine over the open water. Easy to voyage with a battery of flight ascendency, we soon could pinpoint drop-off locations and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the third base day, as I watched a group of women discussing long terminus issues with shaver development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given parentage to. Calling the subsister of the underwater metropolis together, I vented my business organisation about the impingement of blending two intrinsically different civilisation with generations of differences together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established deep friendships with the land dwellers, one of the older survivor named Tash rose to her fundament and announced her purpose to rear 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 loud 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 women rose until they were all standing silently, the breeze gently tousling their hair. I ran my fingerbreadth through my recollective hair ; cognisant it was physically unacceptable to fulfill their petition and prang up everyone unaffected by our super sperm nebuliser. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my germinal extraction and dissemination before exploring the pick for case-by-case pauperism. I was led to towards the vertebral column of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. Several large sable Snake River were being milked of their spitefulness into a heavy roll by a crowd of villagers struggling to hold the brute. A probe was inserted next to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my sex gland, and a scaled down rendering of the"putz pump"was eased into space on my breakwater. It was connected to an adjunct exponent provision on of the mantid craft and within a few present moment, I was asleep with the car gently coaxing my substance into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my private parts felt overworked, and my head teacher was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant drone of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of view. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the diluted seminal fluid was being prepared for dispersion the very same night. Told to rest, I pulled the Doctor of the Church weakly to my side and we spooned together until cockcrow of the side by side morning. Before I rose to screen my facilities, I shared the timely Book of Revelation of the subsister sadly, knowing our clip together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to live out my life in this ocean side Paradise, yet the thought of untold lives never being realized - any one that may change the course of this world 's evolution, was more than passable drift to pursue my quest for unseeded candidates.

As the two full laden mantis shaped craft rose into the flush mist on the predetermined road, I stole from the camp, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his mate while planting the image that they would be needed to care for the Doctor and her newborn baby. Skirting through the underbrush a short distance from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the alien assured my experience and candid wonder would hold against any terror I may run into. To insure my leak route was undetected, I threaded my way through trails virtually obscured from overhead by the thick trees. 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 daylight when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now naut mi from the village, I felt safe to return to the piddle's edge for a much easier transit to the large community on the north sea. Suddenly a subtle splash behind me stirred my locoweed into overdrive as I dove for covering. Scanning the surface of the H2O without moving my extremities for several minute, I saw a blond haired drumhead poke out of the water followed shortly by several brunette heads. Not seeing any front, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke screen and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a shortstop fourth dimension 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 sack up surf, I could see their wispy outlines ; dulcet round of drinks faces with pastel gills on their neck, full perky breasts, slim brawny extremity, and scaly green behind. From shank up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaled no man 's land. I projected my warmest greeting and asked if they were from the underwater city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male presence and wished to confirm the rumour. As I slowly removed my modesty leaf, their steadfast gaze locked onto my privates and their middle doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to research my appendage as long as they kept it integral. The three giggled, and after a few provisionary signature, my genitals became lost in six pair of webbed bridge player. Thrusting my hips forward to heighten their access, I allowed their soothing star to fondle my overworked package while submerged, stirring it to life amidst their stupefied regard.

The blond asked to twin and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her rear, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the Crux Australis of her legs a small scuttle surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the curtain raising, amazed at it 's ability to fully blow up and engulf my organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the passion of her vagina contrasting with the nerveless sea brought me precipitously close to premature release. Slowly moving into deeper waters as our organic structure sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the nebulizer gleefully, my bridge player clutching her two resplendent globes as her strong sinewy torso humped me effortlessly. Her volatile release forced my invader from her profoundness with one powerful thrust, and we tumbled away from each former momentarily.

Seizing the chance, a brunet mermaid with small-scale aim titty rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny opening. Immediately, we were climbing ever mellow in each others embrace ; her articulatio coxae tugging at my cock with wild wildness while I struggled to keep my headspring above water. With various force full thrusts, she exploded and rolled free in exhaustion as the tertiary mermaid eagerly took her shoes. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downward stab. My mouth latched onto her house mamilla and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonads into hyper production. Several more poke, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly follow with her own powerful release.

I rose to the surface and floated on my back amidst the mollify pushover ; exhausted and spent. The mollify hands of the blonde mermaid towed me to the safety of the shoring as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny friends casually took turns playing with my deflated packet bobbing lazily in the water, they asked interrogative about my rootage and sexual history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut plants and several passion fruits and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and gentle fondling. They asked me to remain with them and promised a universe of diverse fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate objective was a large city on the northward sea. After a long silence, the prominent breasted brunet offered to take on me there. The normal overland journey of three cycle per second would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their offer unaware of the chunk draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our tiffin. Suddenly, a people of foreland popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant redhead swam towards me, tucking her hindquarters behind her cover when she was a few metrical unit from me. Knowing there was no contingence plan for mermaids centering on compatibility issues, I projected the probability of virility issues with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from longevity restrictions of the land dwellers, although their want to feel the fulfillment of a male was long delinquent. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmth with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her book binding giving me full exposure to her large rose nippled breasts, she began to travel her hindquarters with gentle stroking while almost completely submerged. We headed into the surface sea, the docile movement of her buns and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic passing, tumbling through the water joyfully as the Wave of sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her property. The little chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my duration effortlessly with nary an effort on my function. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her ebullience. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another aegir mermaid. The stallion day would be spent in uninhibited sex act ; pumping barely fertile germ into my willing partner on various occasions when the unequaled foreplay overloaded my skunk. By nightfall, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon smuggler crossing the fetch up course. Flickering complimentary floating brightness appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within stretch. As I pumped one last load of seed into the astuteness of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the terminal of my vigor dissipate, and almost skid into the watery darkness when two pairs of webbed work force pulled me quickly to the open and gently pulled me within various metre of the shoring. My base touched the rocky bottom and I turned to wave my appreciation to the few mortal that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a group of dense bushes and collapsed. With scented orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid morning 60 minutes of the following day. Several distant spokesperson spurred me deeper into the deep growth and I watched breathlessly as a small-scale group of finely clad madam picked fruits and flower growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to approach them, I held back determined to learn more of the customs and mores before exposing myself to a potentially dangerous environs. Stealthily moving through the stocky undergrowth, I made my way to an overlook position on a acuate hill just north of the city. With stone pavement on the roads bordered by dwellings of rock and mud it gave the contiguous imprint of a well organized townsfolk brimming with activity. little two legged creature drawn carts carried scores of textiles, agrarian merchandise and even the great unwashed to and fro ; the creature were similar to wingless ostrich with less plumage and a acuate hooter. I

Pressed up against the mountain was a much with child, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colorful garden of fruits and vegetable. Along the shoreline were two with child log floating piers that extended past the cryptic water cove into the spread out ocean. As twilight settled over the city, small dragonflies with luminescent backstage emerged in such smashing numbers the urban center appeared to induce an eldritch incandescence. A large fire crackled in a fire pit in front of the tabernacle and many of the adult female covered with flowing white-hot garments had gathered in a semitrailer R-2 around it. A figure adorned in a robe of many colors with a farseeing gold staff emerged from the structure and offered several incantations and approval with outstretched arms. Two attractive females stepped forward as they shed their white gown and covered their bosom and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the entire group sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their homes as the three miss entered the structure.

Tomorrow I would discover my presence, but for now, a few passion fruits and a warm cleansing stir in one of several streams that fed the now hushed city would be a worthy precursor to a full night 's rest. Sometime later, a young young woman 's screaming that almost assuredly would have shattered spyglass erupted from the with child structure chasing catch some Z's away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my reflexion post and circled the largest structure quickly. The lonesome entrance, was in forepart, but there were great openings with wooden bars every two or three meters. Finding a window to an unoccupied elbow room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security measure, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a military strength of utmost precaution, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a boastfully elbow 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 bedroom.

One of the two miss was laying over a tumid bed with the womanhood in the particoloured robe reaming the the life day out of the young girls vagina with an outsize strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only words that came to beware when a sharp jab behind my knees sent me to the rock music floor. The woman stopped her assault and whirled to take in my prone form ;

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

I slowly rose to my articulatio genus and brushed the hair from my face,"How daring you brutally defile this young wench,"I spat giving her the evil eye.

Her gaze dropped to my groin ;"How can this be,"she responded with astonishment to the shriveled outgrowth sprouting from my groyne. It was a golden opportunity to voice my angriness, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her hip viciously only to retrieve it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much smaller and softer appendage. I sat on the bed and extended my paw for hers. She timidly grasped it and seated herself beside me.

"I was sent to avail repopulate your world ; some of my germ was already placed in your body of water supply. I have come to insure all who desire have an chance to conceive."

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

I picked up the brutal dildo, easily twice my girth, and compared it to my flaccid member momentarily before pitching it over in the recess."It would be most wise to retrieve them and treat them with the gravitas young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a prison term to inseminate the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the great knit stitch beyond."

"How can we know it is the Sojourner Truth you speak ?"

Gently easing her onto her rachis, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two troll globe neatly tipped with short brown nipple until they were aroused and my close cock were engorged. Trailing down her torso as it rapidly rose and descended with foreplay, I found the slick engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant essence that was forming there. With a momentary interruption to place myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her centre, giving a momentary pause as she adjusted to my distance before pressing on with eager shot. Soon she ascended to a toe curling dismissal and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfil debilitation, hoping sufficiency seminal fluid had developed since my orchis draining meeting with the mermaids to be fertile.

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

"And power madam ; It is unlikely any more than three or four partners can be fertilized within a wheel. I propose those remaining wasteland who desire my seed to percentage their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a private bedroom and the freedom to move freely through the city - and please get rid of that pussy plunderer !"

"You will stay within my dwelling in a way reserved for only the most honored guests. I shall send for my kid together and take the most in all probability candidate, and will honor your petition for freedom along with all your needs,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a unremitting supply of passion fruit and a assuasive bath."I kissed her gingerly on the cheek and rose. The two sentry go stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a immature blond street child outburst through the entry and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her articulatio genus, bowing to the dripping harmonium hanging down from my torso.

"ejaculate on man,"I blurted,"It 's an erectile organ filled with a good deal of face, not a demigod !"

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

I turned to the drawing card who remained partially spread bird of Jove on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would provide me with a crotch cover ?"I gently cradled my privates with mock reserve and turned to the Brigham Young dupe laying half witless face down on the bed and advised her to be wary of those pretending to be what they aren't.

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her calico gown calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the regal seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn nipper while mentioning that I was responsible for for the life history within. Motioning to the guard duty, she whispered a abbreviated set of instructions and motioned for me to watch over one of them into the adjoining chamber while the other made precipitation to release the sizzling young mother. The quarters were well maintained with a Isidor Feinstein Stone tub and a require survey of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool down water system in the tub and let soothing liquidness ease the fatigue from my tone. A small razz flew in the spread window and began to sing a melodious tune as I dozed. A short prison term later, a young girl came to the chamber room access and knocked quietly.

The young girlfriend had frail feature film with pale lily-white cutis and almond eyes with just the tiniest beginnings of chest. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly trip twice as I motioned her over to the water filled cistern. Her centre became large as silver dollars when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her gaze on several occasions, it was apparent her rarity had other ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her mitt down to my withered genital organ, and encouraged her to explore my bundle. As it grew under her easy exploratory soupcon, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine rosiness creeping down her neck and shoulders, and her sozzled tit poking through the textile of her dress. Damn the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her attire to expose the pristine alabaster skin and her tiny iniquity brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender pulp as she clung firmly to my tool. Her tender body trembled beneath my ghost as I asked if she was with child. She shook her head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged pipe organ and positioned myself at the down track rim of her entrance. Pulling her close, gently I thrust my coxa upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than than pleasantly surprised by the intrusion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my ascendency, savoring the luscious ace as she rode me ; her tight fanny a joy to hold. A low pitched grunt escaped her lips as she crested, trembling like a leafage in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life from my electronic organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving military unit until my searing semen burned through my electrical resistance and erupted into her depths. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to life sentence, Lina quickly scrambled from the tight confines and struggled into her saturated gown. From a hidden sac, she produced a finely Green ribbon, and took a few measure when I stood for her. She muttered a ready thank you as hurriedly left, passing the women with multicolored robe as she entered. Taking a seat on the border of the tub, I gently grasped her hired hand and asked what her deed of conveyance was. She asked me to call in her The Virgin ; the name her female parent had given. I squeezed her hand and advised her to remove Lina from the list. Virgin Mary smiled broadly and confessed it was her first pick. The give-and-take was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my showtime partner would join me. I patted her paw and reminded her she was my first drawing a warm up grin from her. For the next several arcminute, I taught Blessed Virgin how to kiss until we were interrupted by an stimulate Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

function X

Thanking them both with a quick kiss, I slipped the soft cloth over my groin and wandered out into the day to explore the metropolis. Despite many odd looks from the local resident, I found the residents warm and eager to ploughshare their knowledge and experiences. The natural seaport was alive with activity, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the menage were alive with several obscure activities. Nowhere did I see idle helping hand or panhandlers ; everyone set about their tasks eagerly, and I could n't facilitate but impart a manus from time to prison term. As the day waned, a womanhood of particularly hefty height, an Amazon River if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by to the highest degree standards a reclaim beast of encumbrance. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the tabernacle, my bone shaken to their core by the animal gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the forked doors as the amazonian date stifled a knowing smirk.

A with child feast table with a potpourri of the local anesthetic fare was lavishly laid out including a large pipe bowl with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the table a line of beautiful dame, adorned in sensual gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetency the buffet before me awakened, I took the time to buss each girls hand gently and offer compliments on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the meal together. The wine was little more than juice, but a refreshing change from the H2O which I was accustomed. Moreover, the caller was delightful. Once the master discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional usance and how Mary had instilled interdependency on her subordinates.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion fruit and new wine had the desired effect and soon we were all in various phase of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the lady friend began to dance to unheard medicine, her arm swaying gracefully as her hip undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive intoxicated beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the secretiveness. I rose and wandered through the titillating faery, caressing the captivating ballerina and planting random kisses on their graceful flowing hands. My arousal was now painfully plain, and I shucked my breechcloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was matte on my spine and swarmed with sex crazed virgins eager for their first male penetration. Every single pussy that plunged on my cock was dripping with arousal as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't be intimate how many twat I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill shriek stilled the mayhem. In a condescending timbre, Mary chastened the gang and sent them scurrying into the even out mist as my knock about torso relaxed and a signified of control returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced shaft still rising unhampered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a garish wolf pennywhistle while gesturing to my guests to return. Fighting conflicts of authorization and desire, the slowly filled the sleeping room as I advised Mary all was well, and her comportment was welcomed. A little, somewhat low-set girl entered and began to sing a delightful refuge and soon I was unconditional on my rachis again, savoring a the great unwashed of pussies with my mouthpiece as my rooster continued its destined service.

Several hours later, the room was filled with tire maidens in various positions of repose as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the enticement and several near misfire, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the uncivilized evening would immediately conclude. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my case gently, and I eased her over my set member and skid into her profoundness effortlessly. Mary toyed with her nipple and my manus went to her hips to regulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with risky wildness until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seeded player burst inside her. Her deep blue devil eyes shot exposed with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my dresser. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless physique and carried her into my Sir William Chambers with a warmly grinning to Mary as she followed us with her centre.

The following morning, we awoke in each others weapon system, and I gave her another cycle of cunt pounding insuring her sweet discharge before rising to get hold of in the view and cleansing bath. A brusque sentence later, she reluctantly rose, and with a warm kiss, disappeared into the sweet morning air. I downed a passion fruit, savoring the rich honeyed ambrosia as it slid down my throat and pondered a stroll down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a tall slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in front of me and massaging a Patrick White lilac odored cream into my depleted genitals. I pulled her future to me, and ran my finger through her long silky hair and down her long shapely neck. Gently tracing slow erotic patterns to her to the full breasts, I uncovered her declamatory solid tit and eased the rigid coarse-textured areola into my back talk as her grip on my penis tightened and she grimaced with stimulation. Knowing my payload would be slight at near, I covered her bosoms, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her manus to channelize out in the city.

Our conversations were low-cal and wanton, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. Most of the inhabitants were open and eager to discourse their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the pier, we helped to off warhead the days snap and repair a few meshwork before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plots and talking with the the cultivator. Feigning fatigue, we returned to my room and spent much of the afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and sensitivities, 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 orgasm before I finally let go.

The next few round were marked with a swinging doorway of nubile partners, all unique yet gratifyingly standardised in their eagerness and orgasmic potential. Experience had taught me the gun trigger points of womanly arousal to a level of technique to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative abilities. It would soon be clip to move on. After I had filled a particularly eager blond nymph with dark tanned scrape one afternoon, I went to Mary 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my imminent departure. She was saddened. We spent the night in her chambers and I filled her snatch on several occasions. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final exam clock time with brisk source before I disentangled myself from her embrace and silently slid into my loincloth. With a twinge of sadness, I looked back on the waking residential district before beginning the steady climbing up the foothills towards the solid ground beyond the snow covered mountains.

Part XI

The retentive acclivity was filled with expectancy as visions of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming water supply would be scarce, I cut a couple of the tubular limb similar to those I used to reroute the pee into the village by the sea, and filled them with poise glacial runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the pocket-sized peaks and gazed over the eminent knit stitch as I took to myself a mania yield. In the distance was a dust swarm I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of coloured razor toothed chick 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 on a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the vale flooring, I strolled from one shade haven to another, sucking in the dry fragile air alive with a multitude of faint dusty odors.

By late afternoon as I had stumbled into a small grouping of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree surrounding a pool of warm water system that oozed from the depths, the mountains had become a faint synopsis and I congratulated myself for my seasonably procession. Perhaps I could earn it across the the entire continent if given sufficient time ! The warm child's play and a few sips of the crystal clear water had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a dream of a beautifully stoic Amerind woman on a throne of carven obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily apparel topic within an underground chamber gesturing at me with a lustful tone of Passion of Christ and mystery. Behind her crapper was a pot of what I suspect was rarefied gem in several sizes, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colours. I awoke with a kickoff ; face to face with a declamatory iguana case lounge lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fiber of my humor and said ;

"She awaits you,"My spike rang with the diffused, feminine phone it projected.

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

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

"I have trivial water and will gladly portion it with you,"I offered knowing this baby dinosaur wanted recompense as a tour guide.

"water I have, but it is the cream of your lumbus I desire."

My creative thinker conjured an simulacrum of me humping a lizard and I swallowed hard, repulsed by the conception."I do n't think I can go there,"I muttered as I began to fill the weewee tubes.

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

I set the subway down and slowly capped it while attempting to digest the lizard 's concluding postulation. A lip less blow job held a certain obstinate prayer, but the intellection of a lizard with my most prized possession probing its guts took a jumbo leap of imagination."No tooth,"I queried skeptically.

"What do you get 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 prepossess and promised to be gentle. The entire vista was too surreal, but I eased my loin fabric aside exposing my droop cock, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniffed my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the point and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two quarrel of diminished acuate teeth into its gullet. The whiz were wonderful and I felt my cock filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two prickly claws began kneading my sex gland gently as my hip joint rocked with short copulatory dig. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing pace until my gonads tightened against my body and the companion burning that precedes an approaching button arose. I announced my press release and arched my rear as the lizard hung on and ingested every drop I could ptyalize.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself free from its impalement and licked its lizard lip several clock time. Its physique then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all 4 ; her long black pilus touching the land and her mysterious black-market eyes piercing my psyche. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a shape shifting warrior with an unwritten fetich. She rose to her substructure stealthily and stretched her hand for me to deal. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to bosom her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the vacuum tube of water system and turned to witness her already respective strides distant. Her gait was smooth and effortless and I struggled to maintain up with her. I learned they had gleaned my comer by my smell, and followed me to the body of water pool through the eyes of the Tyto hiss. She explained the mystical fowl was an extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until betimes even when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a heap atop a big bucks of downy feathering. As my dream had clearly foretold, a noble Princess, surrounded by a suite of beautiful women, sat in stately free grace eying my every move unemotionally. Two girls rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my loincloth and rubbing a percipient soothing ointment all over my organic structure gently. They restored my breechcloth with a bow before returning to the party of the Princess. I took to my knees and bowed in a universal motion of respect.

"hike and stand before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her middle, placing her handwriting face up on her knee joint."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless masses. Your ritual killing are great and aeonian ; your hereafter uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall bond to make my predecessor. Then, you shall have nonsensitive access to those with whom you choose to match before you are compelled to pass on this lifeless plateau on your ongoing quest."Her cheek slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my delegacy perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, clean and simple ; although the celestial tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much information. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my articulatio genus and my software program became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my procreative system as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my manliness augmented to live up to my delegacy. She produced a glow multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her eyes as the room began to swim with vibrant hue that slowly gathered around her form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with calico sparklers and our bodies twirling like two well midazolam ballet terpsichorean. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft terra firma tones, confection sass watering bouquet, and angelic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless pussy sliding over my cock like a glove as my gonads tingled delightfully. Her unfermented sigh and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the boundary, as my hands grasped onto her hard scintillation nipple and she gasped with her commendation. Joined only by our genitalia and caressing fingertips, we rose to the elevation of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensational overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the long, most explosive orgasm we would ever experience. I could feel my semen thundering through my putz, coating her uterus with waves of spermatozoon filled cream as her cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily pull my life giving meat into her profoundness. Slowly, the experience faded, our bodies slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory show diminished into the dull surround of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the earth I had known, and a plane of endless ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic resolution, holding workforce gently as my head struggled to analyze our transcendental journey beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of easy plume where I had originally entered this kingdom with my loincloth integral. On the crapper, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a boastfully Stanford White genus Tyto chick perched behind her. Humbled beyond Christian Bible, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesea Island Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the lineament of nobility ; dependable to my word, my land is yours. hire whomever you desire and bestow life to their barren wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to complete the cycle she already began."A blushing, lanky, girl stepped forward and identified herself as my 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 dress amidst her trembling keenness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my human face in her crotch hair. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her nitty-gritty as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a foresightful woeful oath as her consistency succumbed to to my oral administration. I eased her down on her back before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her small hot chocolate nipples as her trunk jerked with every spit swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and thrust upward forcefully as a recollective flow of acquit liquid cum bathed my case and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling soundbox had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my turncock into her saturated lips, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery hole. Despite her lack of Hymen, she was delightfully tight and enthusiastically driven, meeting my stab eagerly and grabbing my gonads with an almost afflictive grip. Arching her backrest like an gymnastic contortionist, she succumbed to the edifice pressure and groaned her spill triggering my own ball draining bam. Her eyes dash open as she exclaimed she could feel my seed pip-squeak into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delectable soundbox. Within a few brief here and now she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her overgorge puss 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 voluptuous woman with blast in her eyes stepped forward and shed her gown with one swift motion. Her enceinte tit begged for my feeling, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with stimulation. I buried my grimace between her milk bags, savoring the musky scent and tangy taste perception of her youthful skin. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her intimate entrance. Foregoing stimulation, I slid into her depths with one swift drive and we collapsed on the floor as one mass of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic freeing and focusing on my constant foreplay. She was a fulfilling associate, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My vent required a lifespan of cause ; more of a embossment than an climax. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering corpse exhausted.

region XII

The Princess rose from her potty incidentally baring one of her foresightful sensuous pegleg and a small soft foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a small multicolored gem in the palm of my paw before closing my fingers around it. My hand began to glow and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my chest, and down into my trunk and soon my body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her farsighted fine hair whispering across her bare berm as she squatted over my genitals. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could feel her painfully aroused nipples and enveloping vagina as if her sense impression became portion of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolutions were intimately shared ; our body united sensually to suit one. I could palpate my essence make full her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her blazon. It was the beginning of a new epoch that would tolerate a lifetime ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the succeeding several hertz, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully sultry pardner ; experiencing their sensations with the special ability to gratify their individual motivation as if they were my own. By the end of the second Hz, the continual strain of partners dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a dark underground cavern that dwelt near the outstanding void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activity that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitants in peril. I silently concurred that my presence was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of jewels. I held the Princess in my weaponry as our mutual respect flowed freely between us with lugubriousness and interpret. Two Tyto wench were dispatched who gently grasped my arm and, with their three meter wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnels into the warmly blue sky towards the end of this world.

An eternal rampart of loggerheaded foul smelling smoke, occasionally punctuated by bursts of blue green flames entered our scene as we neared our destination. The barren geological shaping and lack of botany made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnawing sense of boding as my two escorts slowly circled their landing place site and gently dropped me within a meter above the quick volcanic stones. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by au naturel, dark skinned native wielding primitive cheek weapon. They escorted me through a dusty maze of dimly lit volcanic tubes to a large underground vault lit with primitive oil lamps and fanned with a constant snap. Although the heat was oppressive, the picnic generated by several huge rustic fan powered by the hot rising air coming from several small vertical outlet made life bearable.

I stood in the middle of a silent circle of glaring capturer pondering if it would more merciful to let them drop dead, rather than gestate offspring in this unforgiving environment. Finally, a well developed capturer slowly approached me and I extended my hands with tenuous resignation. She timidly patted my wan chest and patted the extrusion in my breechcloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my breechcloth and a corporate gasp escaped the mathematical group. Their weapon slowly lowered as they stared at my nakedness and another stepped forward and grasped my handwriting with storm gentleness. She led me into and adjoining sleeping accommodation and gestured to a bubbling Lucy Stone cauldron filled with liquid brass and several countryfied stone molds nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth notoriety despite the Hades it was developed within.

Pointing towards the thermionic tube for the exit, I grabbed my breechclout and covered my wind and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the dodging route by following the outward-bound rush airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest in high spirits point to survey the surroundings. All around me was smoking bareness yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journey on foot, was a thin line of credit of dispel tree diagram. Followed curiously by the cave inhabitant, I set course for the tree diagram, ever suspicious of potential difference hazards and sassy water. As the second gear sun hovered over the celestial horizon, I sat down and gestured with my hands for something to drink. Two of my bodyguard immediately tumbled across the rock-and-roll and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a closer look at my genitals.

Half baked, these baffling skinned women were alive with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them research my packet at will ; chastening only when my gonads were roughly handled. The two fille suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby leap of warm ( yet potable ) water bubbling from an surreptitious spring. I let them all drink their fill before diving face first into the minuscule puddle and quenching my hunger. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the miniature oasis to the expectant gaze of my fellow traveller and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the larger extremity dropped heavily on my second joint and manually manipulated my rooster to fullness. Her pie-eyed pink kitty, a beautiful contrast to the grim folds of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my cock within her sozzled dehydrated pussy.

In a land where weewee is scarce, the human trunk accommodates dehydration by redistributing its imagination. Since procreation was never required, their natural vaginal lubricating substance had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar spot slit. After several painful downwardly strokes, I had to roll out from beneath her to save my remaining hide. I was able-bodied to roll over to the spring to bath my throbbing penis before easing my saturated cock back into her deepness. It went much easier this sentence, when our silent observers suddenly envisioned an alternate resolution. Soon several former char climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist spit until we both went over the top and my thick emollient splashed against her parched womb. She was quickly pulled free and another took her plaza. This lowly chested sweetheart had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on plank smoothly.

The outcome of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active and would remain so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral and vaginal stimulation, I was capable to propel my babe making batter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was sugariness music to my soul and lasted well into the night as sleep finally overcame my close orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the Nox, the gaggle of dark skinned companions faded into retentiveness ; undoubtedly returning to their satanic lair and the life history few desired. Upon my wakening, I donned my breechclout and drank as much water as I could without drowning, before heading towards the thinly tree line and the unfilled womb beyond.

Prologue


Many to a greater extent adventures awaited before the call of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the small-scale village and the waiting arms of a especial Doctor. I had penetrated far more pussycat than one could ever dream of, somehow won the respect of the multitudes and earned a well deserved retreat. One night as the Doctor and I watched our Cy Young offspring playing with the early nipper along the water 's border, a blinding white Christ Within enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an unremarkable white way with a small troll mesa and two spoonful type chairwoman. A figure of speech clad in a translucent bloodless gown seated herself nonchalantly as two long root crystal methamphetamine hydrochloride appeared filled with deep red colored liquid.

"articulation me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the vacuous chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my attention and invoke my storage."You have done well, Terran ; the species you inseminated will thrive. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a upstage technologically gain ground world with a decimated male. .."

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

"Upon completion of your intimate viability examination,"she replied caressing my hand.

"Let 's not keep on a dying world waiting,"I suggested as I drained the deep red colored liquid and watched her gown slide from her flawless trunk .