The Mission

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the cower soma was barely seeable in the twilight as I headed dwelling from stocking up on a few essentials before the predicted storm front arrived. Wrapped in a inkiness garbage bag clutching a pocket-size second generation bag, the pathetic public figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rainfall predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the exanimate human body into the gage rump before easing back into traffic as a warm wind gust heralded the violent storm arrival. My purpose of dropping the frustrate parcel at a nearby homeless protection, was irretrievably altered by a lightning smasher close plenty to make the fine hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a rolling of skag that evoked my survival of the fittest instincts. Cranking up the warmer, I guided my aging friend to the secure car port various minute away while dodging the newly forming puddle.

Once parked, I sat for a brief eternity to calm my shattered face until the memory board of the homeless person figure in the bet on seat spurred me back to world. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my lifeless rider across the concrete floor and struggled to drag us into my quick apartment where I collapsed into my favored chair amidst the thundering rain. After a abbreviated time out, I studied the draggled guest on the floor of the entryway and wondered briefly if a quick call to local law enforcement might have been more appropriate. A muffled groan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to aid. Gently removing the flimsy charge card raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was female, maybe in her early thirties ( hard to tell through all the coat grunge ), and in decisive need of a complete wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer garb, I removed her holey soled brake shoe ; her animal foot were a abominable testimonial to too many toilsome tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my berm, I gently brought her to her invertebrate foot for the myopic jaunt to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me clad in only the bare requisite requisite to maintain her modesty ; a moth eaten t-shirt and holey panties that barely clung to her anemic pelvis. I started the bath water and went into the master sleeping room to retrieve some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased wife. Returning to the steamy can with an armload of threads, I found my guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pool of tub pee. I gestured for her to hit her remaining clothing and get into the water as I gathered her ragtime and left her to her own devices. Throwing some hot body of water on the cooking stove for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the thermionic vacuum tube to get acquainted with the violent storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several bit passed, and I could still hear the water running, so I eased out of my hot seat and slowly opened the bathroom room access to break on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the oddment of attire clinging provocatively to her flyspeck frame."Great, a brain electrocute junky,"I mumbled under my hint. The piddle was already murky and I opened the waste pipe and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every movement, and offered no resistivity as I pulled the stopping point vestiges of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to replenish, I pulled some liquid grievous bodily harm and a nylon scrubber from the locker and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nakedness.

Hairless from the cervix down, her youthful skin and pert breasts forced me to reassess my in the first place age estimate. Her muck caked body was virtually flawless, without blemish or indications of vilification. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water supply, and gently lathered her chest and body, savoring the texture of her vernal tegument as she closed her heart and leaned back in submission. Her diminished breasts with erect coffee colored nipples were extremely sore, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the excited anatomy. Beginning with her tiny base, I slowly lathered her long sultry legs and thigh, becoming aroused with her quickening suspiration of rousing. When I brushed over the hairless fashion plate of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy back talk. several forceful pelvic poking later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her leg around my intrude on hired man. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the urine shamelessly, contracting her second joint to keep pressure. Caught off precaution, I savored the moment, and continued to tease her erogenous zones until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her little bubble tooshie and the smoothen curvature of her book binding and neck before carefully bathing her nerve. Her eyes fluttered open, the pupils a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their profundity with fascination as I motioned for her to stand for the rinse bike. The warm urine flowed through her silky non-white hair, dislodging thump of road filth and revealing a naturally beautiful radiancy that could stop traffic. A thoroughgoing rinse and gentle towel massage later, her transformation into a goddess was complete. I stepped back in awe, filling my smoke with the most beautiful brute with dripping hair that I 'd ever seen. A slight smile crossed her recherche expression and her mesmerizing eyes held me spellbind as the wind out-of-door began to howl. The southeast bulwark of the apartment were pelted with junk as the luminance flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; metre seemed somehow irrelevant in this numb white room that surrounded me where a figure was sitting at a humble bout tabular array a dead distance away. As I rose to my feet feeling self witting at my openness, I surmised I had passed into the land where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

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

Humbly I crossed the length as a spoonful shaped chair materialized next to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my privates. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, unspeakable storage. As I sat, two modest wine meth partially filled with a deep red colored liquidness appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red brim for a sip. I tried a taste of the sweet liquidity, and immediate felt my face flush and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to inseminate every available orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence post even held appeal.

My master of ceremonies smiled knowingly as she slid the gown off her shoulders."Your cordial reception was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en itinerary to a developing major planet to repopulate the resident specie whose Male were decimated by a potent cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red yield whose extract you just sampled will assure you and your host 's virility. Our voyage is abbreviated - grant me this opportunity to copulate with you and swear your power to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful breaking ball revealed in all their nimbus. There was not a fuzz to be seen on her rich olive skin beneath the full nighttime mane of silky dark hair. A slenderize trail of essence trickled down the inside of her will thigh, and her boldness reflected long ignore desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too much information, too many doubtfulness, and overactive hormones all contributed to the vertigo I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the respite of the red liquid in a gulp, the once forgotten passion of my young person returned with year of interest and I dove into the two business firm globes crowning her heaving pectus. glossa lashing the erect pap alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her ramification around me as her respiration cranked up several notch. With a promptly shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of orgasms, bathing my leg with a river of her marrow. As her breathing slowed with a net violent pelvic stab, I eased her onto the story and after savoring the stamp underside of her bosom, wandered down to her expectant vulva.

The tight hairless rim oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the tight slit. I thirstily savored her delicious fragrance, my spit eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve close. She grabbed my hair and her rose hip lurched into the air as a fountain of her perfume spurted into my mouth. Slowing my ravishment temporarily until her spasms calmed, I grabbed a lungful of saucy air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her consistency trembled and her brass contorted with orgasmic Adam. Quickly positioning my rigid organ at her wet pinko opening, I waited for her spasm to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and thrust her hip rhythmically with my own, cumming several more meter before I was fully soak up - my glans buried in her soft throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscle hungrily tightened rhythmically from the base of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrusts to short thrust. I gave her a tender kiss on the position of her long soft neck, and her centre flew opened in surprisal. Her hands desperately clutched my buns 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 adult female possessed. The stimulation was so acute I was barely able to stem the period before releasing several years of seed explosively into her receptive uterus. She squealed and arched her hips despite the impact of my total exercising weight, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive orgasm as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most titillating coming upon of my life, her vagina continued to milk my marrow into her centre of attention.

I held her gently as we slowly unlax, feeling her throbbing jiffy radiating through her extremities. A grin slowly appeared as I kissed the other side of her neck and her hands wandered through my slim down whisker and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the subdued ashen luminance we were bathed in changed to a sonant blue angel and a womanly voice blurted a subject matter in an stranger lingua. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her human knee. Placing her hand gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin cock within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her human foot as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is close at hand. You have been selected to father a new contemporaries of offspring based on your experience, compassion and attainment. A translating program was implanted in your ear to facilitate communication with the indigen species. Any resistance to adapting to ethnic mores of this macrocosm will qualify its phylogenesis. Be safe, be happy, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a brief instant of smart lighter and I was matt on my binding staring at a illuminate bluing sky in the middle of a tropical wood. The air was warm up and cherubic ; my senses heightened beyond my earlier recollections. With no clothes, no weapon, and no identicalness, I realized my acquirement would be my only asset. A few strides away, a magnificent fir tree rose at a convenient angle to facilitate a straightaway ascension, and I scaled up to the highest point almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean crisp air that invigorated me. The wood was dotted with strange leaved trees bearing red yield - my natural sildenafil ! There was smoke rising from several hundred metre away and behind was a large lake or open sea. I could pick up mild womanly phonation on the malarkey ; musical and enticing.

Suddenly the vocalism abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single vocalisation broke the oppressive silence and stated it sensed a male person presence nearby. Several early distinct interpreter skeptically questioned her observations but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thick underbrush as soon as my feet touched upstanding background. I ran like the confidential information with the womanly voices in pastime until I recalled my mission and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animal skinned robe women emerged from the underbrush and tumbled over one another when they slid to a blockage. Their collective back talk dropped spread and I suppressed the itch to laugh at the pile of disorderly bodies. From what I could discern, they were physically monovular to the fair sex of my world with keener instincts. I held my manpower out, handle up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the vanguard and paused reflecting my motion. Despite the fur covering her bosom and genitals, I could secernate she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to fill my shaft with anticipation as my mouth lost the last drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her regard shifted between my heart and my engorged private parts. No words were spoken as she reached out to partake my cock with long trembling finger's breadth. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my member. The other miss gathered around in a miserly circle and stroked my chest and bum gently as their drawing card dropped to her genu and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her script away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu object lesson in basic human intercourse with simple-minded explanations and gestures. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgement and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and periodic breaks as one of the daughter manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of Male twin they fell silent until the leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen star'all men were taken away because the female had become selfish and neglected to deal for them as the creator intended - a error that would cost them a generation of lonesomeness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceptualize notions but decided against it. twilight began to settle on the forest with foresighted tail as we made our way back to their clique amidst episodic touches and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion fruit'( a figure I termed for their Viagra like effect ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined yield had a little psychoactive upshot in addition to its erection enhancement properties.

By the prison term we reached the small enclave of mud hutch, I was euphoric and severe. Emboldened by the fruit gist, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the low leather strap supporting the fauna skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprisal as she turned towards me and I dropped to my human knee burying my nerve into the naturally blonde, musky fumble atop her farsighted lavish wooden leg. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed rug, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the tierce swipe of my tongue, she became a demon, tearing at my fuzz and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first middleman, I rolled onto my rachis and pulled her on plank.

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

"Eba, my lord,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throb glans on her button, and rubbed the two nerve filled extremities together gently. In lupus erythematosus than a minute, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic cramp. Perfectly positioned, my phallus slid into the tight opening and with a mightily thrust of my hips, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another turn of orgasmic cramp sent her body into seizure. I thrust deeper again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a easygoing fleshy impediment halted any further penetration. Her pussy was inhumanly tight as it milked my dick mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic spasms, Eba tore the fur covering from her heart and exposed the two most gross globes ever created. Locking my mouth around the tight coffee colored mammilla, I drew the knockout mamilla past my teeth and tongue lashed the sensitive flesh to the sounds of her ever step up moans. Again she trembled with yet another sexual climax clamping my cock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best endeavour at containment, my over energize cock spewed into her depths as my hips arched to enhance the sprightliness giving vaginal deposit.

With a senior high school pitched squeal and several unintelligible row, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a warm watercourse of her pee as she lost control of her muscleman. Her late internal respiration's confirmed she was still in our plane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roam from beneath her exhausted frame to clean myself in a stream that flowed through the center of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the thick hand sewn sympathiser, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a long pause to look up to the perfection of her sudor sheened tegument and the gentle curve ball of her femininity. I rolled her into my munition and carried her over to the cot. When I tucked her in, she sighed contently and curled into a fetal ball.

As I pulled back the skin door covering, I saw the womanhood of the camp on their knees with their head teacher bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small group towards the creek, I patted their heads or shoulder in acceptance, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid XX which seemed strange in itself, and the loiter effects of the passion yield only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool pee was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a economic crisis dug into the riverbed. A young hand touched my shoulder and I turned to a barely pubescent waif staring at my optic with a demure smiling. Her tegument, eye, and coarse curly hair were a deep umber brown and her youthful human body oozed pair of virginals pureness. Hesitantly, she bean to pour piddle on my neck and shoulders with her hands, smoothing and soothing new life into me. She wordlessly bathed my appendage and branch, and massaged the muscles gently, inadvertently stirring biography back into my privates. When her gentle caresses reached my shudder periscope ; her helping hand began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridge and recesses. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

"Zuri,"she responded in a childish whisper stroking my prick with her balmy hand.

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her midget underframe on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furred bumps of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my engorged penis wedged between us, and continued her tactile exploration as I gently planted kisses on her face. The other miss settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with expectation. I was somewhat unnerved by the audience until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focus shifted to entering her tight first step. Tucked into her nasty shallow snatch, the esthesis alone brought me perilously close to the border. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained reception on my behalf ; my glans nudging her diminutive clitoris with each stroke. After a continuing her stimulant until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a grimace, her weary nails tore into my back and her branch violently trembled with her first male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful display of orgasmic euphoria.

There were gasps from appendage of the audience, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced sacking simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to extract myself was met with groan of disapproval as her stage locked around my thighs. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the water beside us and gently dislodged my partner. One was a stunning carrottop with long tomentum that easily reached the minuscule of her back and crystal clear large jet eyes. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale foresighted stage over my torso and fumbled with my already primed investigation, placing it at her warm chess opening hidden in a tussock of brilliant red hair. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my prick, throwing her drumhead back with this new titillating experience of male penetration. Slowly, she slid down the ray until my glans was fully embedded in her trembling womb.

Although she was not as fast as my two late lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic thrusts were more than sufficient to trigger a long serial publication of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the edge of my own expiration. When her long slender finger's breadth massaged my hyper medium scrotum, my attack at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost cold growling and a prospicient watercourse of orgasmic gist that sprayed from her quim signaled her net epic poem climax as I continued to fill her until my ball ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our corporate energies drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby phonation announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a tumid fir character Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with my head resting in Zuri 's lap while several other girls gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my peel. A plate of alien fruits including the afore mentioned Passion of Christ fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my awakening, she fed me slicing of the delightful indigenous offerings. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the following few hours she entertained my questions and shared her hopes for the futurity. Without the protein of manlike sperm, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my missionary work 's urgency. This macrocosm circled two suns and had a speedy electron orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal changeover. Much of the planet was alien to them ; apparently occupied by modest mobile hunter accumulator mathematical group with abundant imagination that minimized territorial dispute. Certain social characteristic of verbalise language and familial coherence were quite well developed, without the essential of advanced technology. It was a utopia of variety where ignorance was bliss. My attempts at explaining my rootage were met with such awe and scepticism that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that airing of my seed must be worldwide, not restricted to one lowly group. She nodded solemnly in understanding and motioned for the former members of the kinship group to join us.

Several ebony women made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with large doe eyes, kissable full lips, minor one shot breasts, and total pelvis. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the legato feature article of her grimace ; her depleted lip trembling with anticipation, and modest beads of sweat forming on her articulatio humeri. Her full pinnace boob accepted my allude eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hands cupped my face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the gentle bend of her long cinnamon bark colored neck and shoulder She pulled my head towards her and rolled her capitulum back to look towards the heavens amidst enraptured moans.

Gently, I explored the racy musky taste of her skin, removing her fur clothing and tongue bathing her trembling feminine curved shape until I eased open the dour brown vale covered with a clear coating of thick opprobrious curls. Her pink vagina, a colored dividing line to her otherwise hot chocolate skin, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy lips open with one manus, I slipped my index into the tight pink flesh until it stopped at her Hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the tender flesh of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to ride her over the sharpness explosively. My hearing gasped at her orgasmic response ; moving even closer as I eased my cock into her trembling orifice. With one gentle drive, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her eyes iridescent opened with surprisal, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more explosive orgasm shattered her visage as she trembled violently amidst several unclear exclamations.

Fighting the impulse to ruthlessly plunder her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slow oceanic abyss thrusting. Her soundbox relaxed and her abdominal cavity rose corresponding to my incursion. The tender sleekness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by tight rhythmic contraction of her vaginal muscles. Each breast bobbling thrust became a test of my ability to control my impending coming. Her rapid rousing matched my own to where the first explosive flow of uterine cervix bathing sperm sent her into unrestrained paroxysm that almost fuddle me clear of her arcing body.

The remainder of the tribe formed a pissed roach around us, and one of her companions gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my rachis where she immediately dove typeface first onto my expended organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining oddment of our orgasm away with her clapper. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the open blue green sky, as various beautiful maid scurried over with a home plate of mania fruit and a wood hewn roll of current H2O. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my latest conquered virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her physical structure'heroic try to regain stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense clutch of underwood, there came a shrill sidesplitter, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting shriek not unlike a stripe of rakehell thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised spot I feebly attempted to take a defensive stance as my gracious hosts splintered into the woods with shrieks of terror. Only briefly did I watch a glimpse of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a vicious boot to my gonad sent my partially digested warmth fruit onto the hobo camp floor and the illumination of awareness into blissful iniquity. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the spine of an overgrown raptor type lizard, my groin screaming in suffering with every creature footfall. Gratefully, cognizance escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy mound on my vertebral column with my extremities securely tied with thick vines in a paste eagle position. I groaned at the throbbing pain in the neck radiating through my torso and could vaguely hear the vocalisation of my capturer somewhere beyond my field of vision. A tumid trace blocked my 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 have my pectus covered with a Imperial gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my fate rested on the yearn quarrel of sharply tarter stained teeth, I lost control and released a recollective stream of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breather was disgusting ! The rough tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genitalia from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the creature wandered off sulking.

A lizard skin clad capturer suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some semblance of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled software. Fortunately, the genital assault was short lived ; she bucked several time with an apparent orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of panorama. Suddenly a radical of similarly invest cleaning lady of all sizes and gloss appeared and one by one subjected me to the unfit intimate experience of my life. Unable to disembarrass myself without tearing more skin from my wrists and mortise joint, I was destined to pass the next several 60 minutes experiencing the total dehumanization of multiple rapine. When attempting to voice my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disconnected indifference set in. I was viewing the entire spectacle from somewhere outside my physical self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some percentage point I had drifted into a a world of fantasy where love and beauty thrived. When my weed finally returned at the mount of the first-class honours degree ( and brightest ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the oncoming of a summer flu. Still bound, the hobo camp was strangely silent. Suddenly a face appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to lie with why I had not fertilized her fellow. I pretended not to find out, while being stunned at her unmistakable communicatory power. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of battle of view. Somewhat convinced my fate was at hand, I closed my eyes and let the sound of the Henry Sweet cooling pushover make medicine to my turbulent spirit.

It was dark when I felt my extremities being released and several sets of hands drag me over to a crackling fervidness pit. My assailants were silently gathered in a trailer truck circle staring unmercifully at me and my nakedness. A shadowy figure in lizard skin with a tirade of feathers regally walked over to me and with an important voice asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her unshakable regard, I shook my promontory no and turned away awaiting another swift squawk that never came. It was so quieten that a pin drop could have telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our prayer remain unanswered - cam stroke this creature into the valley of night."

With hardly the strong suit to speak, I extended my arms upward to assist my captors in expediting my demise.

"Great fagot,"a timid voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own optic I saw this wight fertilize a dark skinned female. It may not have it off of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

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

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

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all males are adequate, Pres Young warrior ; it is for that very reason they were banished. It is only by the Grace of our sacred mother that we will become fertile once more ; not by our hand or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as silence enveloped the camp.

Finally the queer spread out her munition in an patent gesture of her authorisation ;"We are the Sisters of the acuate notched creatures, destined to lord over this world and live endlessly with the female parent of biography carrier. Bind this creature beyond our camp and feed it. At the break of the day of the irregular 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 optical image of the camp where they secured me by my articulatio talocruralis. several plates of food with a magnanimous urn of weewee were placed just within my reach and I was left to the peaceful obscureness of the night. Downing most of the weewee I dove into a plate of scorch substance that was hard to chew but palatable, and several passion yield.

My energy gradually returned and I was able to unblock my bound leg quite easily with unbound bridge player. Apparently my captors had a no theme of my recuperative capabilities. oddity compelled me to creep back to the encampment as quietly as I could to get some insight on my potential fate. Within a few moments I located the with child rock habitation in the encampment and quietly made my way to a small dimly lit opening to peer inside. The queen mole rat was listening to a figure shrouded in thin translucent mesh quietly. I could barely gain out lot of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the clear-cut printing that the obscure god mother reviled all males who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible commission of sexual seduction. When the Queen left the bodily structure to get some water and yield, I squeezed through a minor window to confront the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the cerement, I encountered an older women, definitely beyond child heading long time that was ugly - posterior farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this petty subculture or ending the life of this lounge lizard lipped women's liberationist, I stared into her trembling facial expression and decided reasoning would be the expert approach. At first terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my intention was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the previous world she lived in, and why she had taken such a operose phone line against the aggressive males of her species. In number, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her Earth and hoped to reintegrate gender as a positivistic mutual act. As the faggot re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon system hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a dim-witted gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense instant filled with intense conversation between the two women followed until finally, with a personal sigh of ease, the Queen seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the broiled meat, and how enamor her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first time I was capable to see the char behind her authoritarian charade as she explained how to amplify thought jut to control the creature and communicate non-verbally ; a bare mental cognitive process few of her foot soldier could duplicate. When the elder woman commented on the sad shape of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational chance"and offered her the probability for a secretive inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eagre and experienced, and with blue-blooded caresses soon had my clobber pipe organ throbbing with expectation. She then turned to the Queen and explained the actual physical procedure involved in human being intercourse with a few hint I randomly offered for illumination. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the dog of her rightfield foot was firmly pressed against her hirsute bush. The environs had suddenly changed and I felt a family relationship with the god mother that words fail to depict.

Gently I removed the free garment from her aging flour-sack shaped consistence and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her tumid nipples on her floppy disk baby bird feeder became aroused. With my leave alone arm wrapped around her back fondling the sensitive mammilla, my right hand delved into the furry gray haired catch and found her clitoris, massaging it briefly before delving into the moist warmth between the continue flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely spiritualist to my spot, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to progress to the next floor. Cradling her school principal with one handwriting while supporting myself with the early, I slowly laid her back onto the stain covered floor as she positioned my reed organ between her chthonian lips. With one quick stab, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally antiphonal 'package'did not admit well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lube, burning painfully with each thrust. The king moved closer with passion filled centre, and stroked the other elderberry bush womanhood 's hair as she glanced between her legs from clock time to sentence.

A contemporaries void of manlike companionship was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her rose hip and groaned awash with her longsighted delinquent climax. Breathlessly she whispered to save my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The tabby 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 variant and positioned my clobber erect cock at the Queen 's intimate ingress. Unlike her mother, the poove was extremely fuddled with far more push, forcing my battered organ slowly into her depths with forceful thrusts of her hips. It took the sum of my mental effort to keep my erection hard, ever fearful it would snap or expose. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to splash the burning irritation and sat on my heels.

For a few legal brief minute, a look of out surprise crossed the face of the pouf, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her groundwork, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her spit at a deep purpleness clot near the al-Qaeda and various haemorrhage lacerations along the dig. Her daughter returned with several thick farewell which she squeezed to pull out a gabardine viscous liquid state she gently massaged into the traumatized electronic organ. Almost immediately, a sang-froid soothing relief overwhelmed my genitals and bedspread throughout my lower body. My erection faded quickly along with the burning bother. I reached over and gently kissed the king in gratitude.

After a few daze import, the queen mole rat reciprocated, locking lips with uncurbed Passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the pauperism for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her boldness down her shoulders and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this spare curricular body process was sufficient to allow for the blood to ease back into my groyne, and without farther foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entrance and spread her legs as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my torso. With the skill of an experienced whore, she slowly forced herself down on my slick rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic ivory. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty groan of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic symphony of sexual desire.

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

It was still dark when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her sleep. It took a few moments to gain my bearings before I awoke my legion with aristocratic buss and advised them that my presence 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 obviate my freedom. Breaking our embrace, I leaned over and secured the rope before taking a seat next to the empty crustal plate to await my soon to be disclosed circumstances. The Queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the lead from whence we came. Despite her uncomplimentary attire, the full round curves of her hip joint left a most delightful visual sensation to fall asleep to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the lustrous blaze of a replete sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. Anxious to try my newly acquired knowledge of mental manipulation, I focused on the wight heavyweight cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a look of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's huge hulking framing down and rolled next to me with an earth shaking thud. Not quite for certain of how to express my gratitude, I patted it 's lower jawbone gently and it nudged me with it 's snout. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the aspect in summate disbelief until the Queen moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her arms wide as she spoke.

"sis,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to fill our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill our lifeless uterus with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my ankle joint and gently touching my leg. Rising to her feet she stretched her munition out again before speaking ;"Take attentiveness of his given blessing and portion your womanly talent freely for surely he will provide the seed we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hand and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her os frontale."My Queen,"I began,"My essence will be willingly shared with all who desire for a time. I only require your trust and understanding."

"Make ready a dwelling for our semen giver Sisters, and cook a fiesta ! Let us receive the father of our hereafter ;"the fagot proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke forth in excited babble and scurried back towards the pack while I turned to the patient creature and patted his jowls again. Despite his strange dietary requirements, his teachable servitude was most welcomed. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to resurrect. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his foundation and slowly rose to his wax three story height, adjusting to my exotic presence in the process. In surprisingly petty sentence, I had my monstrous fellow trained to simple manus gestures for direction and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a overlord and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youthfulness, he dined on leaves as well as little scurrying groin type critters that wandered across our course while exhibiting a incredible gentleness around humans. We took a trip through the timberland and up the side of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an periodic passion fruit and gained a beneficial stamp of the lay of the country. The geology, botany, and biota were all unfamiliar ; the rocks and flora, although similar to the wilds of my home populace, displayed unequaled evolutionary device characteristic. The tool were somewhat like also, although my mount was by far the largest of the brute we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial field, we arrived at the volcanic strobilus and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the mountains in the opposing direction was a tractor trailer arid plain with entirely unique botany and herds of bovines with long antelope curved motor horn. Birds of brilliant plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava catamenia, I found lots of malleable rock that could easily be fashioned into sharp border for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the hobo camp, we steered clear of a modest native settlement as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's inherent aptitude, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard girl 's refugee camp where the girls were scurrying about in anticipation of our issue. The fire in the heart of the pack was roaring in volume and poles with some type of skinned fowl where stuck in the priming coat around the margin. The baby 's tegument glowed in the firelight and small trivial flowers were sprinkled in there hair and in dance orchestra around their ankles. Their lounge lizard skins were replaced by slender green translucent wrapping that barely concealed their feminine assets and blended sensually with their bronze pelt. It was a refreshing good deal to my wandering eyes and my rapidly healing package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of cast out skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log podium next to the Queen where the hewn tabular array before me was filled with native delicacies. It was and overwhelming video display of hospitality.

As a stranger in a unusual nation with spermatozoon my only bargaining chip, I was compelled to percentage some of my preternatural experiences. I turned to the tabby and really noticed her beauty for the first time. Her breasts were entire with lowly pebbled teat, her recollective neck opening and toned legs oozed sensuality, her farseeing brunette hair's-breadth and frail nervus facialis feature of speech bestowed with plentiful fully back talk beckoned my rousing, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to move as close to her as possible. She smelled of scented Dianthus caryophyllus that required every oz. of restraint I could summon to preclude a full head-on love attack. I took her hand and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to follow my leading. We wandered into the nearby woods amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a plantation of stout bushes cover with notched limb. Quickly snatching them from the soft globe, I procured the Queen 's stone knife and quickly fashioned forked reenforcement. Gently kissing her delicious mouth passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the crude oil spit over the attack, placing three of the roasting fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my hosts soon had all the pith on like, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the simmering bird. The Queen and I returned to our preselected tush and held hands as we watched the festivities. Savory highly intoxicating potable were liberally served. various young lady sang a unknown harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing respective passion fruit, I leaned back to savor the gentle high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the meat was served and we feasted. It 's good to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delightful feast, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my benignant hosts gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the only birdcall the came to listen :"Kumbaya."My rendering did not open the tune jurist, but my captive audience was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying hand in hand from side of meat to side with closed middle. Several cried. I then encourage them to link up me, and soon the eve air was filled with our corporate voice. I wondered briefly if the inhabitants of Earth could get wind us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal proposition song. As the tuneful speech sound began to die down and the hobo camp returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to stand along side.

"It is clip to get the origin of our precious seed, Sister !"She turned to me with a unknown flavor on her face and I felt me knees begin to tremble."We can not allow you the freedom to mate on your own accord. Your are the slave of the Sisters of the Knife Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your last meal, the excerption of the Vermilanda seed was added to your drink. This extract enhances your birth rate while depleting your forcible strength."She turned to her subject field with a shifty smiling and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of joining, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sisters first. By this metre on the morrow you shall all have the seed of living growing within you and the lifetime giver will join his banished brothers !"A shrill, ear piercing cheer rose from the crowd as two set of hands firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed list to and I was firmly tied facing pages eagle on my rear.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the phoney bonding the festive environment created that had so effectively clouded both my abstract thought and suspicions. These ruthless cunt were savage ! As the first lizard skinned recipient role mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly live the ace of being fucked to death. Fate can be a barbarous mistress, yet succumbing to a barrage of cunt hammer seemed a most fitting death. After spewing my first hot onus into the besotted orgasmic pussy riding me, I felt my feverish sex gland throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving semen at a never before know rate. Soon the unidentified slit lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the overactive nerve endings in my genitals, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the Night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton twat accompanied with suspiration of mania and orgasmic expletives.

By the early on morning, I was fading in and out of world when a thunderous collapse stimulated the last ounce of my Adrenalin into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were free enough for me to draw out my radiocarpal joint into view and undo the knots. I sat up to rule Godzilla staring at me with a curious regard. I gave him the most upbeat greeting I could muster up as I fumbled with the vines around my articulatio talocruralis. ineffective to rise to my feet, the Jurassic titan gently nuzzled my side of meat and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's derriere leveled the incline to and several nearby dwellings amidst the terrified screams of the occupants. My cognisance faded as we thundered into the hobo camp.

Part III

I awoke sometime later under a bombastic palm type Tree with a soft sea zephyr massaging my fatigued limbs. Two Robert Brown skinned girls with brilliant white teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweet tasting water from a shoal bowl while the other fumbled with the discolored remnants of my discolored genitals. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two little angels bolted as I felt the associate gust of disgusting breathing time on my back. turning, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scaled neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the land of the living. Commanding him to feed, it turned and took a few stair before returning to my side. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with coruscate white backbone framed by the towering tree of a jungle. A dead distance from where we stood was was a small assembly of open air huts covered with weave medal type foliage and a group of humans crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden spears at the set. Along the shore was a toothed line of small hired man hewn vessels with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hands extended, I fell face first into the soft backbone. It was too early and I was far to weak to swear my own adeptness. The two young maidens hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my vertebral column before forcing several more sips of water down my parched throat.

Despite their fright, the leaf clad chemical group slowly approached with their weapons poised. Ever mindful of my rely companion, they eased ever closer until one of the former women extended a small lot of fried Fish. Weakly I reached up and let her place it upon my decoration before tasting it ; savoring the delicate Edward Douglas White Jr. flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting position. Feebly, I pointed to my familiar and repeated his name slowly several times before collapsing with exhaustion. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their fizgig. One of the offspring lady friend 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 clear aid ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his monumental bulk.

Several of the elder women broke from the group and crouched following to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless flesh between my branch. Their hands had evolved with forgetful translucent webs between their finger which explained their curio in my mine. Gently wrapping my arm over their shoulder joint, they eased me back to one of the huts, and made me well-to-do on a sand stuffed cushion of parting. various plates of fish meats and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every time I stirred, one of the small missy immediately tried to stuff something in my mouthpiece, while the other gently smoothed a pass refreshing liniment over my bore corpse. respective years passed before I was able to convey brief walks along the beach with the support of one of my horde and the give date of my two legged companion.

One break of day I awoke to the affectionateness of the sun rays streaming across the storey to watch over the fleet of a dozen or so dugout canoe canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with respective tasks ; cooking, cleaning, stitchery, and gathering shells that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two Young girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a plateful of food for thought and a small vessel of emollient they began rubbing on my consistency. Under the watchful heart of several char sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving crotch. The normal vividness of my barb had almost completely returned and my sex gland no longer ached. There was Hope my mission could restart, thanks to the skillful upkeep of my new found fellow.

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

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a domicile clan by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an extract from a germ before I was forcibly ring raped until my two legged comrade rescued me and brought me to this office. After a few seconds to canvass my account, she nodded and confirmed my induced infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a long row of similarly shaped vas perched atop a long shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few drib of burning liquidity into the enlarged curtain raising. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my shaft into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic terms that the serum only neutralized the poison in my system, and the only belike curative was found in the venom of the ebony sea snake that was otherwise disastrous unless administered directly to the base of my penis ( peen ). After the venereal maltreatment I 'd already experienced, I was n't too tidal bore to experience a serpent gnaw on my cock, yet the option of a lifetime of asepsis was even lupus erythematosus appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her knowledge of this tribe of sea people, how they traded with other kin group than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the males strangely succumbed all-night and the women were left to stand for themselves. The lizard skinned tribe were known throughout the acres as merciless warriors with an unwritten docket of conquest. If my fecundity returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the survival of her clan and her world. It was apparent her Wisdom would be a great asset to my readjustment and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the empty loneliness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my hold as I caressed her exposed weather worn pelt. I asked where we could find this pecker biting snake and she withdrew slightly with a business organization etched on her look.

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

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

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

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to avoid any further disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue duty caused by our ill-chosen locating drew us apart. The two young girlfriend sat next to me, and I showed them how to roleplay tic-tic-toe in the sand. The large school principal of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree line and I rushed out to greet my old friend. I sensed he had found a spouse, and he leaned down to for me to mount up him. Once securely on circuit card, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a muckle of brightly colored birds with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. Several hour later, we were secretive to foothills when my climb slowed his pace close to a orotund possible action in the rock nerve. Strolling casually towards the befog opening, he bellowed a jungle jarring growling and a somewhat smaller interlingual rendition of Godzilla with a row of six teats down her chest appeared and chirped a high pitch shot twitter in reaction. Dino honey ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his pass and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly cutis with adoption. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned blue-blooded nudge, and we almost immediately formed a most strange bond. Projecting a vision of the initiatory confluence and subsequent delivery, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to mount him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long strides that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief glimpse of the lounge lizard bitches camping before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into oblivion amid a battery of wooden spears that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the shrouded figure of the god mother into the thick underbrush just as my mount flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the dust had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a spear, I quickly circled the clay of the camp on base, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a taut circle. With the towering imprimatur of two beasts behind me, I commanded the trembling survivors to endure in peace 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 companions to rub their jawbone in gratitude.

character IV

It was then I noticed the spear shaft extending from the voiced lowly trunk of the female person dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came free and I was drenched with a shower of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest leaf of a nearby tree, I crammed it against the give injury and used my back to shape a pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and forth like an expectant Fatherhood on livery day. A short time later, as my specialty waned, I slowly eased away from the makeshift dressing and grabbed various gourds that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a maturation of plants bearing the Lapp leaves the Queen had used on my baste genitals. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off respective leaf on my way back to the web site hoping they worked as well on dino peel as they worked on my secret parts. Gently bathing the combat injury and applying the foliage excerption onto a fresh leafage, I pressed the binding to her stomach and the look of X that paste across her features was beyond priceless.

For the adjacent several hours, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The bond of cartel we formed that afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the initiative sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a brief interchange of grunt, Godzilla bowed it 's headway and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to repose along the way. The full radical of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the soft attention the cleaning woman gave. The cleaning woman who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the lean back creature with various unlike vials of elixir, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her administration, she rose and turned to me.

"A desirable serpent has been captured, make out with me,"

The two young girls eagerly grabbed my manpower and led me past a tidal syndicate with a large inkiness eel thrashing the water into foam and the first tendrils of reverence gripped my gut. I was eased onto my rachis and my two little guides immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my tree branch and sat on them with their full weight. I took deep hint and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in folio like zombies, pull a six groundwork slimy tidy sum of struggling frame into the open air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon respective others joined in to help them. Losing my nerve I struggled to free myself. Despite my struggles, the two Lester Willis Young fille continued their gentle and in force stimulus as it gradually subdued my panic response with patent arousal. A bit was forced between my tooth just as the soft supple hands were withdrawn and my member was engulfed by a cold slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin asshole around the base of my putz sent jolts of lightning up my sticker followed by a fiery infernal region that rapidly spread through my body like a wildfire. The hellhole increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my pain threshold like a fleer caravan. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into moth-eaten chills accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my peter had doubled in size and had taken on a purple hue, while my testis had swollen into hard softball game sized glands stretching my scrotal sac so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating pain spread head upwards and I voided the table of contents of my stomach, almost choking in the process. As my tortured awareness began to melt, an explosive eruption of bloody yoghourt textured excretion spewed high into the air from the head of my cock. Blissful duskiness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my consciousness briefly returned and mortal was spoon feeding me while another held a cold compress to my os frontale ; then swarthiness. As the low gear current of morning light glittered across the receptive sea, I opened my eyes and realized my fever had broken. My groin felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Wilhelm Reich entering Poland yet any touch was far preferred over the substitute. Surrounding me was the entire village in several positions of repose while the tired middle of the healing charwoman studied my every inflection intently. Outside, my two dino Quaker peered through the gaps in the leaves apparently recovered from their frolic through the lizard bitch lair. I mustered a legal brief smile and stretched my limbs as my sleeping companions began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the woman who had remained by my side throughout the full trial by ordeal and whispered I would now predict her my Dr.. She smiled wistfully as the two vernal fille stumbled to my incline, and I hugged them and placed a placate kiss on each of their os frontale. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the headspring of the revolting creature. Two opposing in long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two young supporter gesticulate towards the sparkling sea. With wide-eyed enthusiasm, they helped me to my groundwork and we slowly made our way into the cool refreshing surround. The sea, cradle of life and greatest healing elixir of all drew me into its bosom like a loving mother. An errant plash and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly breaker. Soon we were joined by the full disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited period of play until I was finally drug back up to the Doctor hut exhausted.

The doc immediately forced my wooden leg apart and applied a comfort pick to my genital organ, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to inure. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my stopcock 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 shaft up and down her furred slit. She murmured a short lived protest as her innate copulation instincts occluded logical view. Grinding her hips against my genital organ, her promontory tilted back and her breathing grew fragmented. As one of my hands encased the full mound of her white meat, my other hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entry. Her eyes shot unfold and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious contractions within.

The residuum of the tribe gathered closely to reckon her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my custody explored the veteran blurriness of her chest. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic muscles squeezed shut and her rose hip dropped forcefully into my lap with a foresighted overdue orgasm. The surrounding bunch cheered coaxing and unexpected gag from both of us. Automatically, I began to thrust my hips again and she whimpered another abbreviated protest as she gently returned my thrusts. She climaxed several more times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the mouth of her womb. We held our position for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my pelvic arch and trembled with orgasmic euphory. Bloody cum dribbled between her thigh as she lay on her back staring at the roof. I collapsed under the strain of travail and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two lilliputian companions with a heaping plate of exotic food and the doctor with a unsubtle smile on her facial expression. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my ejaculate and found it contained a minute amount of money of cum but more than time was required for my full moon virility to generate. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the early stroked my genitalia ; making my cock hard only to observe it shrink. The Doctor produced a turgid reserve folio and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could finger my forte returning with every bite and waved to some of the miss to unite me as I drew out a unelaborated model of two of the outriggers lashed together around a dim-witted mast. Collectively sharing ideas, we soon designed a feasible model that I would pass much of my waking hours the adjacent few days constructing and instructing on the use of the large leaf sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to fertilise my two companions when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea Breeze,"there was much fervour in the camp. The inflexible little workmanship took to the H2O like a seasoned pro, responding to helm and sail gracefully. After several tryout runs, she sailed out of batch on the outgoing tide only to return several hours later with a score of basketball hoop filled with fish. There was very much celebration that night, and some of the most palatable seafood mantrap I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her familiar Nell coaxed me away from the celebration, and showed me their private playground hidden from the camp in the nearby jungle. It would be the long foreknow end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her vertebral column gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded body and covering the newly exposed flesh with a concourse of candy kiss. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the verge of sexual climax almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing consistency, clawing at my private parts wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her legal tender puffy scuttle, I thrust into her depths. She squealed at the encroachment, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my assault on her soaked pussy, gaining a few cm with each stab. My glans kissed her uterine cervix even though my shaft was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal muscular tissue was virtually impossible yet the pressure was Thomas More than sufficient to institute her over the edge with a continuing series of sexual climax. Pressing my hips against her firmly to keep hefty expulsion, she bucked her hip joint with youthful ardor. After several minutes she wailed a final testimonial of joy and collapsed. As she completely relaxed, I was able to pull back amidst the distinctive flap strait of a pussy fart.

Nell was sitting with her knees to her chin and her back against a tall Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with middle as big as silver dollars. I smiled at her as my breathing place returned. After a time, her instinct overwhelmed her fears and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid reed organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless flesh. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her breast to find a beautifully intumescent mouthpiece watering coffee brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the spiritualist flesh with my lip. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to expose the remainder of her nubile body.

Sensing her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the magical unexplored territory of her body with gentle kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my advance to allow her time to adapt to the new sensations. By the prison term I had exposed her shiny garden pink clitoris, her body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist yellowish pink fuzz and her first climax erupted violently. I gave her respective minutes to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate places. She grabbed my fuzz forcing me deeper into the brown puffy folds as she rapidly ascended to her second orgasm. Her hip arched with youthful athleticism as she released a long current of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling frame, I positioned myself and quickly thrust into her soaked quim at the instant she began to slack up. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained precious millimetre within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing uterine 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 up poking muscles of of slick burrow. She quickly rose to another climax, only this time, I continued my violation to keep her over limen. When the two gentle deal of Sandy began caressing my butt and low-toned extremities, I lost the few fibers of restraint holding me back and thrust one final exam clip as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of sexual climax.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting body and quickly positioned my still rigid peter at her vaginal opening. Slowly engulfing as much of the distance as her little eubstance could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's distance with more than enough stimulant to keep me stiff. Her ride was somewhat longer this time, nonetheless it provided an even greater number of orgasmic dismission than during our outset coming upon. How beautiful her bare bouncing tiny pap breasts appeared now covered with a alright sheen of exertion. One of her unblock hands reached behind to force my depleted gonad as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the remnants of my prostate a second time within just a few proceedings of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one slope and Sandy slid beside me on the other, a silent tear trickling down her boldness.

constituent V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the political party hand in hired man amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile familiar a parting buss, I strolled into the steady sea and bathed myself before taking a place following to the doc. She smiled and her gratuitous hand found the crease in my reserve leaf, gently cupping my package and leaning against me while the two offspring women were excitedly babbling to the other charwoman which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my restrict resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her head still tucked to my dresser ; and I asked her to key her youth. She was the lone youngster of the but Doctor of the kindred. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the ways of known medicine as her Father eventually became the drawing card of the tribe. When the"swell dying"passed over their world, her female parent resumed the leadership role amongst much excitement and focused the mathematical group on survival techniques and hope.

The Doctor rose to her understructure and called the kin group together asking them to form a demarcation from the unseasoned first to the sure-enough. Numbering them in edict from the youngest to the old, she explained her methodological analysis of fertilizing the most virile start while monitoring my advance through the numerical progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The first miss was a pudgy little bit, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the initiative. The MD explained my physical structure required time to regenerate to a greater extent semen between skirmish, and my mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their federation of tribes. A collective groan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach.

taking center stage, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the genital chemical mechanism, methods of strong-arm rousing, and the mental connection. I then asked my first cooperator to step forward and explained the female generative system of rules as she nervously wrung her script. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to conjoin us, as I massaged her mound and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her centre shooter open in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the anterior wall of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a form wavelet orgasm ejecting a small pond of creamy white nub. Gently removing my finger's breadth, I licked the delightful cream from my finger as various of the participating audience breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the girl gently on the cheek as she continued to twitch with sensual release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where requirement to see they all would go through the joys of orgasm.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the precious lulu at my side with a load of my ejaculate and held her ending as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising lunar time period. The cool refreshing water invigorated my flavour, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering fellow traveller I had ruefully ignored over the preceding several days. Rubbing and tickling their grating cutis, we were soon frolicking in the gray morning sparkle invigorated with our renewed friendly relationship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering swampland grass. I noticed the broken prow were vacuous and remembered the tribe collecting pee from a nearby stream. Stumbling to my feet, I tried to uproot one of the larger Tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it absolve. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the rod back to pack I had hurriedly tied to his tail with some nearby vines.

The concerned MD greeted us as we neared and received mollify nudges from my two unlikely escorts. I described my idea of a community center with running body of water for the countryfied kitchen and bathroom with a rock lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled several conception and as the small fleet left on the ahead of time dawn tide, we assembled body of work gang and began construction. The two giant star lizards were irreplaceable, digging trenches with their tails and dragging the fallen logs to their required destination. By nightfall, leaves were being intertwined on the rafter of the hearty structure and water trickled along the pipes on the wall to debilitate into a rock lined cistern close to the low tide degree. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the joys of copulation and filling them with my regenerated seed.

By nightfall, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leave of absence and my new, hemangioma simplex blonde companion was eagerly demonstrating her stimulation technique, sucking my scape deep into her throat as I fought to deter the whelm urge to fill her entrails. Finally pulling her unloose, I rolled her onto her back and plunged into her depths like a Virgo schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our arousal. I awoke to the early sun 's irradiation pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn bush against my cock in idle unconstraint. 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 mutual sexual climax awoke half the camp and pulled out every ounce of come my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at replete force out by the metre I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bathroom to moisten the bloodline and orgasmic essence from my deflated privates. Sex with this mathematical group was far from subroutine and beyond my wildest ambition.

Several more resplendent twenty-four hour period of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open water and find the connection I had made old age earlier as a Cy Young sailor in the Navy. One shining morning, I disentangled myself from the loving arms of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their net income on board. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the newest catamaran, the Sea Sprite. As the shoreline faded into a thin out occupation on the apparent horizon, the woman evolved into a brash, uninhibited band of longshoremen. We worked intemperately to extract the nets filled with piebald carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive flint tongue flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their entrails saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude humor and a list of never before heard profanities that left my side of meat aching from laughter.

Once the Pisces were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rush weewee as we turned about to deliver to their place beyond the celestial horizon. start, however, it was essential to make clean the scale of measurement and entrails from our cutis and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp chill water with regardless unconstraint. We were engaged in an impromptu reading of water tag, when two strong hands tugged me submerged and pulled me downward at an incredible velocity ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid descent. My net cognitive thoughts were the shadow that now enveloped us, as we continued to go down further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a cordially lit elbow room with a breathing apparatus covering my nose and rima oris and a buzz mechanical device poised over my genitals. Adorned with a lily-white surgical cap, mask, and full duration operative scrub, a figure appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelic voice. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the masque and turned to a bank of instruments punctuated with flashing multicolored brightness and a cant of IBM data point mag tape spinning at random f number. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era skill fiction B flick. She finally turned to face me again while gingerly holding a strip of wide-cut white tape punctuated by an indecipherable serial of holes.

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

A door silently slid open and a beautiful brunette dressed in a drop littered robe entered oozing of nobility. With a nod, she dismissed the health check assistant and stared at my bleakness 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 productive, and despite the scarring on your testes, subject of producing the semen required to repopulate this humanity. With your consent, we shall draw out the fruit of your testes and parcel out it throughout our sterile world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my eyes, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine world housed the most acquire cultivation I 'd encountered, the inevitable ritual killing of my unfrequented exploration and insemination exploit were unwished. Further, the humanitarian process of repopulating an unsuspicious world by any one subculture would certainly elicit certain condition not unlike the governments of my native world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no conditions to our birth rate dissemination former than your rely promise to retain the silence of my field. You shall be safely returned to the aerofoil upon the successful aggregation of your life giving cum, to pursue your living of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasure without the pressures of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be Nice to learn of your domain and technologies developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to contribution the arcanum of my native world for fearfulness it may alter your phylogenesis,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my core may expose a host of interbreeding variables that will invariable alter the evolution of your inherent species."

"We must entrust our fortune to our creator for the future is beyond our conception ; and have faith in our given power to conclude whatever incongruities that may arise,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most refreshing, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an purity to make out the future of our creation comes from the lumbus of such a Lord creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as several attendants scurried over to the bank of dial and release, while another gently lowered a large mechanical device over my loin, fumbling to guide my shrink organ into a tender synthetic substance opening. She then slid a pocket-sized probe into my butt, and placed a smooth bag like construction gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating orbs within. After a few tenuous import, the auto hummed to life ; gentle electrical guardianship bathed my balls and prostrate, while docile suck pulled my cock fully into the a sleeve with a minuscule inflatable ringing that secured the device to the base of my cock. Varying electrical shocks surged through cascading doughnut that sequentially tightened around my beam. Although the sentience were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in Holocene epoch days and orgasm eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceable slumber.

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

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

"Oh yes, with a excess,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your procreative organization exceeded our prospect and even now continues to bring out at a highly accelerated charge per unit. By tomorrow, you will possess generated more than sufficient semen to impregnate any potential partner."She examined my genitals momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a soft cloth."The slight discoloration and discomfort will go away shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured respective switching on the ascendence jury. With a smile, she disappeared out of panorama, and with a pearl realigning reaching, I sat up and studied my surroundings.

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

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

"semen,"she commanded a she grasped my mitt gently and pulled me from the extraction room."This home ground and the one under construction in the North Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable future. In this adeptness your cum was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environments it encounters - exceedingly cum if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large hangar with a group of sleek dull black wiliness resembling the manta ray electron beam of my domicile world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known fresh urine artificial lake that supply over 98 % of the indigene population under cover of dark with these craft. Within a few cycles, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a huge room with one bulwark viewing the sea and the remaining walls lined with rows upon rows of texts."Our secretary of collective noesis,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of doubled doors ;"Our nutritionary center of attention,"a foresighted walk through another set of doorway ;"Our sterilization and reusable facility,"and finally through a utmost set of doors"Our berthing facility."Above us are more science laboratory and datum collecting facilities, and below our Pisces the Fishes women reside. fountainhead organized, the structure reeked of sterility and military machine discipline ; I was a node in a infertile utopia. Although I was tempted to share my observations, the apparent age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my assessment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my approval. She extended an invitation to link their community of interests but after several feigned moments of intense self-examination, I declined on the cornerstone of harmfully altering the bias course of this man'organic evolution.

I was offered a repast of my selection before departure, but upon finding the carte du jour was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few meters from the fleet of small fishing vessels with a lung good of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royal house, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretentious primitive women, who 's simplicity and warmth provided a welcome relievo from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my companions, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embracing and under the hungriness gazes of the others, made soft passionate love as the undulation caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a solitudinarian half- woman, half-fish tool gazed longingly from just below our lace legs.

My reunion with the village was joyous. The Doctor fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking go riding my privates until some of the others finally pulled them complimentary. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to bump everything stowed on the ledge in the hostelry. In this vesture optional celebration, I was the centerpiece, sharing embraces from everyone and nipple pinche with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A feast was prepared to everyone 's delight and I learned I had disappeared for two cycles and was feared forever lost. Despite the Doctors call for control, I soon found myself buried face first in the furry muff of a dark skinned virgin, tugging on the unusually heavy clitoris as she danced beneath me with a series of orgasms. Once the young girl was inseminated and resting, the Dr. motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the residuum of the night in a loving embrace.

Part VII

The excited babble of the fisher awakened us as they hovered over several digit lying in lifeless relaxation just above the water line. As we closed in at a to the full sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the submarine kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable feature article of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of respective heads bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the Pisces women and waved to encourage them faithful. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the doctor 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the breaker, that the fish charwoman drew near, and I knelt into the water to greet them with a easy tactile sensation. Their eyes were abnormally bombastic, minor fins sprouted from the English of the necks, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their navels, at the flare of their entire feminine hips, the soft scales of pastel note began ; descending down their thighs to the beautifully formed tail. With long flowing pilus, and perfectly developed white meat, these mermaids soon warmed and drown around me in a close plain circle, pinching and probing my body curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their representative in my head, much like the mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this human beings. An alien that had landed in the sea century earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their teammate with some kind of ultrasonic beam. They built the underwater kingdom for her and hasten to do her bidding for fearfulness of their lifespan. The extracted ejaculate I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the multitude of future offspring into mindless morons. Unfortunately, these three fair sex had neutralized the seminal fluid but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would demolish our human race and must be stopped, but the minute they returned below, they were ineffective to do anything except satisfy Reanna 's control. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victims. One had succumbed but the other two showed positive signaling of recovery.

Taking a tenacious soul quenching drinkable of sassy weewee, I pondered the homo condition ; the unending quest for power by a select few corrupting and destroying the lives of everyone else with beastly insensitivity. Yet somehow, have sex persists - even thrives in this hard knocks while those in bondage learn to take on their lieu in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the denizen of the diminished village living peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lounge lizard skins with her insensitive dreams of subjugation ; a burning desire to represent the simple way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimum impingement on the settlement.

Clenching my clenched fist, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the source of the HF transmittance and if possible, to locate the ion world power source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a 10000 of technique but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard hide tenting, I inquired if they knew of any submarine leviathans that could assist. 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 emphatic swipes of their tales, they soon had excavated a deep pool for the mermaids to swim up to the Greenwich Village structures.

After a abbreviated trial and error stop, we found the mermaids had an appetency for the folio of a small-scale 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 nursemaid who had enough push to speak briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the submersed city with a series of spontaneously drafting, finally settling on two probable locations for the RF generator and the location of the ion generator.

Suddenly, two small center approximately ten meter apart popped out of the water on stubble, and surveyed the layout independently - much like the eye of a mantid. Soon, early optic popped up randomly followed by a big snout with a huge set of incisors on either side. No introduction was needed - the sea flying lizard had arrived ! With a series of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could read the plan was revealed. With a few Logos of caution and cheers of documentation, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open water leaving behind a virtual tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the heartiest women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea fairy.

A sense of silent importunity settled over the craft once the sail billowed. The wind was lucky, giving us sentence to unfurl the net income and put them at the ready for survivors if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the distance there was a vast natural spring and the sea appeared to boil. A humble glowing egg shaped slyness burst through the airfoil and accelerated as it climbed neat up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a 10000 of rubble and lifeless soundbox surfaced around us followed by a joyful group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to recover and handful of subsister ; the ascent had been grotesquely fatal for most. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the ecstatic festivity, setting sail for home while bailing water to keep afloat. At first off there was a conciliate nudge amidships, then the entire trade rose several time above the pee as the atrocious 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 of the Church had established a small triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once matter quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the damage and find any article they could n't use before returning to the former residents for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the damaging effects of their rapid assent, they revealed this mankind was somewhat younger than my home planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life manikin. Several gravid waterfront city were sprinkled across the lone acres mass while the sea covered the greatest majority of the satellite. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a magnanimous volcanic rift dividing the res publica mass in two. The sea woman had a lifespan twice that of the"dry land dwellers"and were the merely early level-headed life sentence forms found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering celebrations, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal eddies. I had been on this humankind for nearly two months now by my best reckoning, and had inseminated perhaps fifty dollar bill of the local inhabitants. Not knowing my seniority much less the tenure of my manliness, I concluded it would rent at least two lifespan to infuse all known candidates. Factoring in attrition and environmental endangerment, the native population would fade into limbo within a few coevals. Although life by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon need to puff to a close. I returned to the village unaware of the partial resolution the Doctor of the Church had already gleaned from her patients.

Part VIII

The mermaids were returning with an salmagundi gear from the underground city, and the Doctor of the Church 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 authorization. Although not 100 % in force most any adult female who bathed in the regale urine would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the manta slyness were salvageable sealed the pile. The next several cycles were so filled with activity that my sex life-time skid to a halt yet my knowledge base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unparalleled finish. After respective dives in wet lawsuit that had floated to the surface, we recovered a throng of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craft, and a multitude of publications - of item interest was a exhaustive surface map revealing the bed localisation of the planet 's inhabitant and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the recuperate survivors with flight aptitude learned the feature of the flying machines over the open water. Easy to navigate with a bombardment of flight of steps controls, we soon could pinpoint drop position and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the third day, as I watched a chemical group of adult female discussing long term issues with child development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given nascence to. Calling the survivors of the underwater city together, I vented my concerns about the impact of blending two intrinsically different civilisation with contemporaries of differences together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established deep friendship with the land dweller, one of the older subsister named Tash rose to her fundament and announced her intention to set up her offspring here and considered the blend of the two cultures a mutually good, irreversible stroke of destiny. She then walked over to me, and loud enough for everyone to get a line 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 picnic gently tousling their hair. I ran my finger's breadth through my tenacious hair ; aware it was physically out of the question to satisfy their request and impregnate everyone unaffected by our super sperm cell atomizer. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my germinal extraction and dissemination before exploring the selection for individual motivation. I was led to towards the back of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. respective large coal black snake in the grass were being milked of their venom into a large bowl by a crowd of villagers struggling to hold the creatures. A probe was inserted side by side to my prostate gland ; a minuscule bag was eased over my gonad, and a scaled down translation of the"cock pump"was eased into shoes on my mole. It was connected to an auxiliary big businessman supply on of the mantis trade and within a few second, I was asleep with the simple machine gently coaxing my pith into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my private parts felt overworked, and my top dog was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant pilotless aircraft of a separator whirred just above my field of battle of view. The suckle suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the diluted cum was being prepared for distribution the very same dark. Told to repose, I pulled the doc weakly to my position and we spooned together until aurora of the next good morning. Before I rose to test my facilities, I shared the timely revelations of the survivors sadly, knowing our metre together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the delegation to live out my life in this sea side Paradise, yet the idea of untold life history never being realized - any one that may exchange the row of this world 's evolution, was Thomas More than passable impetus to pursue my quest for unseeded candidates.

As the two wide laden mantid shaped craft rose into the eventide mist on the bias route, I stole from the camp, pausing to say a dolorous word of farewell to Godzilla and his mate while planting the effigy that they would be needed to handle for the physician and her newborn. Skirting through the undergrowth a short distance from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the unknown ascertain my experience and undetermined curiosity would prevail against any threat I may encounter. To see my escape valve route was undetected, I threaded my way through trail virtually obscured from overhead by the thick trees. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a small rock overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was shining daytime when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now land mile from the settlement, I felt good to return to the piss's bound for a much easier transportation system to the turgid community on the compass north sea. Suddenly a subtle splash behind me stirred my senses into overuse as I dove for cover song. Scanning the control surface of the water without moving my appendage for several transactions, I saw a blonde haired head poke out of the water followed shortly by several brunette head teacher. Not seeing any bowel movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke back and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short fourth dimension later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their to the full breast were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling authorize surf, I could see their vague abstract ; sweet round faces with pastel gill on their necks, full perky breasts, reduce muscular extremities, and scaly green tails. From waist up, definitely Delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaly no man 's land. I projected my lovesome greeting and asked if they were from the underwater urban center. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male mien and wished to confirm the rumour. As I slowly removed my modesty leaf, their steadfast gaze locked onto my genitals and their eyes doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my member as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative touches, my crotch became lost in six pair of webbed hands. Thrusting my pelvic girdle forward to heighten their entree, I allowed their console sensations to fondle my overwork package while submerged, stirring it to spirit amidst their stunned regard.

The blond asked to match and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her back, she tucked her derriere behind her and there, at the crux of her legs a small opening surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's ability to fully expand and engulf my reed organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the warmth of her vagina contrasting with the cool sea brought me precipitously close to premature handout. Slowly moving into profoundly body of water as our bodies sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the nebuliser gleefully, my hands clutching her two glorious ball as her firm hefty body humped me effortlessly. Her explosive release forced my invader from her depths with one mighty thrust, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunet mermaid with minuscule pointed bosom rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny orifice. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her hips tugging at my cock with unfounded abandon while I struggled to preserve my promontory above water. With several force play wide thrusts, she exploded and rolled free in exhaustion as the one-third mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downward thrust. My sass latched onto her firm nipple and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonad into hyper production. Several more thrusts, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly fall out with her own potent spill.

I rose to the surface and floated on my book binding amidst the gentle piece of cake ; exhausted and spent. The gentle manus of the blond mermaid towed me to the safety of the shore as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny booster casually took act playing with my deflated package bobbing lazily in the water, they asked enquiry about my origins and sexual history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaf from the nut plants and respective passion fruit and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and placate fondling. They asked me to continue with them and promised a universe of diverse fulfilment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my contiguous target was a turgid city on the magnetic north sea. After a long secretiveness, the tumid breasted brunette offered to take me there. The normal overland journeying of three cycles would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their fling unaware of the orb draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our lunch. Suddenly, a multitude of chief popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant redhead swam towards me, tucking her keister behind her back when she was a few substructure from me. Knowing there was no contingency programme for mermaids centering on compatibility issues, I projected the chance of virility issues with their mintage to her ; but she laughed and returned their mintage did not meet from longevity restrictions of the land dwellers, although their need to experience the fulfillment of a male was prospicient overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmth with one fluid drift. Rolling onto her back giving me full exposure to her large rose nippled breasts, she began to move her tail assembly with appease solidus while almost completely submerged. We headed into the open sea, the docile motions of her tail and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic spillage, tumbling through the water supply joyfully as the waves of sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her place. The small chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my distance effortlessly with nary an effort on my part. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her exuberance. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The total day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely fertile seeded player into my willing partner on several occasions when the unique stimulation overloaded my senses. By nightfall, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a endurance contest runner crossing the conclusion line. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within reach. As I pumped one final payload of come into the profoundness of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the concluding of my energy dissipate, and almost slid into the watery darkness when two pairs of webby hands pulled me quickly to the surface and gently pulled me within various meters of the shore. My feet touched the rocky bottom and I turned to wave my taste to the few souls that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a grouping of dense George W. Bush and collapsed. With dessert orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid morning hours of the following day. respective distant voices spurred me deeper into the chummy growth and I watched breathlessly as a small group of finely clad ladies picked fruits and flowers growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a substantial desire to approach them, I held back determined to learn Thomas More of the customs and mores before exposing myself to a potentially dangerous surroundings. Stealthily moving through the chummy underbrush, I made my way to an overlook position on a sharp hill just north of the metropolis. With rock music pavement on the roads bordered by dwelling house of Rock and mud it gave the immediate impression of a well organized Ithiel Town brimming with action. minor two legged creature drawn carts carried wads of cloth, agricultural products and even people to and fro ; the creatures were interchangeable to wingless ostrich with to a lesser extent plumage and a sharper snoot. I

Pressed up against the slew was a much larger, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colorful garden of fruits and veggie. Along the shoreline were two boastfully log floating wharf that extended past the deep water system cove into the receptive ocean. As gloam settled over the city, small dragonflies with luminescent flank emerged in such great number the metropolis appeared to have an eldritch luminescence. A bombastic fire crackled in a fervidness pit in front end of the tabernacle and many of the cleaning woman covered with flowing white garments had gathered in a trucking rig circuit around it. A chassis adorned in a robe of many colors with a long Au staff emerged from the body structure and offered several incantations and benediction with outstretched arms. Two attractive females stepped forward as they shed their whiteness robes and covered their breasts and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the intact group sang a beautiful melody of metempsychosis before wandering back to their household as the three girls entered the body structure.

Tomorrow I would give away my comportment, but for now, a few warmth fruits and a quick cleansing splash in one of several current that fed the now tranquillize city would be a desirable precursor to a full Nox 's residue. Sometime later, a vernal daughter 's shriek that most assuredly would suffer shattered spyglass erupted from the large anatomical structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my watching stake and circled the orotund structure quickly. The but entrance, was in front, but there were large initiative with wooden bars every two or three time. Finding a windowpane to an untenanted room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the Isidor Feinstein Stone. Assuming a military capability of extreme caution, I eluded the few sentry duty with leather uniforms and ended up at a large room concealed by stunt woman doorway. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two guard and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit bedroom.

One of the two girls was laying over a great bed with the woman in the multicolored robe reaming the the living daylight out of the Whitney Young girl vagina with an outsized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the lone words that came to mind when a needlelike jab behind my human knee sent me to the rock floor. The woman stopped her assault and whirled to take in my prone form ;

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

I slowly rose to my stifle and brushed the tomentum from my face,"How dare you brutally defile this youthful dame,"I spat giving her the evil eye.

Her gaze dropped to my inguen ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled appendage sprouting from my groin. It was a golden chance to voice my anger, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her pelvic arch viciously only to find it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much smaller and soft appendage. I sat on the bed and extended my hand for hers. She timidly grasped it and seated herself beside me.

"I was sent to help repopulate your world ; some of my semen was already placed in your piss supply. I have come to insure all who desire have an opportunity to conceive."

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

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

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

Gently easing her onto her binding, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two rhythm world neatly tipped with luminance browned pap until they were aroused and my faithful pecker were engorged. Trailing down her trunk as it rapidly rose and descended with foreplay, I found the slickness engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant marrow that was forming there. With a momentary pause to positioning myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmheartedness of her substance, giving a momentary break as she adjusted to my distance before pressing on with eager strokes. Soon she ascended to a toe curling release and I let my meat erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled exhaustion, hoping enough semen had developed since my egg draining clash with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should prefer to take in you drop what prison term you have within my Chambers,"she finally whispered sensuously as her breathing calmed,"But our survival rests on your virility."

"And power ma'am ; It is unlikely any More than three or four cooperator can be fertilized within a cps. I propose those remaining waste who desire my seed to share their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a private chamber and the freedom to strike freely through the city - and please get rid of that pussy plunderer !"

"You will remain within my dwelling in a room reserved for only the most honored Edgar Albert Guest. I shall call my tiddler together and select the most likely candidate, and will honour your asking for freedom along with all your needs,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant supply of warmth fruit and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the cheek and rose. The two guard stared at my mole spellbound when suddenly a Brigham Young blond waif burst through the entry and blurted out that she was most assuredly with fry. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her knee joint, bowing to the dripping organ hanging down from my torso.

"Come on man,"I blurted,"It 's an erectile organ filled with a mess of nervus, not a superman !"

She slowly lifted her gaze to take the flabby member and murmured"It 's so beautiful."

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

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the majestic seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck little girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn child while mentioning that I was responsible for the life within. Motioning to the precaution, she whispered a brief set of instructions and motioned for me to succeed one of them into the adjoining sleeping room while the other made haste to release the sizzling Edward Young female parent. The one-fourth were well maintained with a stone tub and a dominate scene of the metropolis and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool water in the tub and let soothing limpid informality the fatigue duty from my spirit. A minuscule wench flew in the candid window and began to sing a melodic melody as I dozed. A short time later, a young female child came to the chamber door and knocked quietly.

The young girl had frail features with pale white cutis and almond optic with just the tiniest first of tit. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly stumbled twice as I motioned her over to the H2O filled water tank. Her eyes became large as silver dollar sign when she first spied my privates and although she tried to steal her regard on several social function, it was apparent her curiosity had former ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her bridge player down to my shrunken genitals, and encouraged her to explore my package. As it grew under her entitle exploratory touch sensation, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine blush creeping down her neck and articulatio humeri, and her soaked nipples poking through the material of her wearing apparel. Damn the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her dress to expose the pristine Mexican onyx pelt and her bantam dark brownness nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender form as she clung firmly to my pecker. Her tender organic structure trembled to a lower place my skin senses as I asked if she was with fry. She shook her fountainhead no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged organ and positioned myself at the down covered lips of her entree. Pulling her closing curtain, gently I thrust my hips upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting astuteness. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and to a greater extent than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the speech rhythm and gradually seceded my dominance, savoring the pleasant-tasting maven as she rode me ; her tight backside a joy to adjudge. A low pitched oink escaped her rim as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her muscularity squeezed the lifespan from my organ. Satiated but unrealised, I assumed the driving force until my searing semen burned through my immunity and erupted into her astuteness. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to life, Lina quickly scrambled from the tight confines and struggled into her saturated gown. From a obscure pocket, she produced a fine green thread, and took a few measurement when I stood for her. She muttered a agile thank you as hurriedly left, passing the adult female with multicolored robe as she entered. Taking a seat on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her title of respect was. She asked me to call her Virgin Mary ; the gens her mother had given. I squeezed her script and advised her to remove Lina from the list. Madonna smiled broadly and confessed it was her first option. The Son was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my first partner would join me. I patted her hired hand and reminded her she was my initiatory drawing a warmly smile from her. For the next various minute of arc, I taught Mary how to osculate until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

part X

Thanking them both with a warm buss, I slipped the soft cloth over my bulwark and wandered out into the daylight to search the urban center. Despite many curious looks from the topical anaesthetic residents, I found the house physician warm and eager to part their cognition and experiences. The born seaport was alive with bodily process, the surrounding playing area were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were active with various obscure activities. Nowhere did I see dead hands or panhandlers ; everyone set about their tasks eagerly, and I could n't help but lend a mitt from time to metre. As the day waned, a women of particularly muscular height, an amazon if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by most standards a reclaim savage of gist. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the temple, my bones shaken to their core by the beasts gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the double doorway as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large spread tabular array with a change of the local fare was lavishly laid out including a large bowl with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the tabular array a demarcation of beautiful ladies, adorned in sultry gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetite the sideboard before me awakened, I took the time to kiss each girls hand gently and offer compliments on their unequaled features before requesting benches where we could all share the meal together. The wine was little Sir Thomas More than succus, but a bracing change from the H2O which I was accustomed. Moreover, the fellowship was delightful. Once the original irritation passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Mary had instilled interdependence on her foot soldier.

As the eve wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the Passion fruit and new wine had the desired issue and soon we were all in various stage of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the miss began to trip the light fantastic to unheard euphony, her limb swaying gracefully as her hips undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the bedchamber was filled with seductive intoxicated beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the silence. I rose and wandered through the erotic fairyland, caressing the captivating danseuse and planting random kisses on their graceful flowing hands. My rousing was now painfully unmistakable, and I shucked my breechcloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was compressed on my binding and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo eager for their world-class male penetration. Every single kitty that plunged on my turncock was dripping with stimulation as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't know how many pussies I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill shriek stilled the mayhem. In a condescending whole step, Blessed Virgin chastened the gang and sent them scurrying into the evening mist as my battered torso relaxed and a sense of control returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced cock still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a flash wolf tin whistle while gesturing to my Edgar Albert Guest to return. Fighting fight of authority and desire, the slowly filled the sleeping accommodation as I advised Virgin Mary all was well, and her bearing was welcomed. A short, somewhat chunky miss entered and began to sing a delightful recourse and soon I was flat on my binding again, savoring a the great unwashed of twat with my mouth as my cock continued its specify service.

Several minute later, the room was filled with run through maidens in various billet of repose as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine-coloured. Despite the temptation and several near misses, I had somehow retained my seminal fluid knowing once spent, the barbarian eve would immediately close. One of the miss stumbled over to me, and caressed my human face gently, and I eased her over my rigid member and slew into her astuteness effortlessly. Mary toyed with her nipples and my mitt went to her pelvis to govern the thrusting speed as she rode me with gaga abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed fusillade inside her. Her inscrutable blue eyes shot open with my interjection as she collapsed on my chest. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless frame and carried her into my Chambers with a warm grinning to Blessed Virgin as she followed us with her eyes.

The future morning, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another round of slit pounding insuring her sweet release before rising to get in the view and cleansing bathtub. A poor time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick osculation, disappeared into the seraphic aurora air. I downed a warmth fruit, savoring the rich people sweet nectar 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 battlefront of me and massaging a white lilac odored cream into my deplete crotch. I pulled her next to me, and ran my fingerbreadth through her farseeing silky fuzz and down her farseeing shapely neck. Gently tracing tardily erotic radiation diagram to her full chest, I uncovered her large tauten nipples and eased the set coarse-textured areola into my oral fissure as her handle on my penis tightened and she grimaced with rousing. Knowing my payload would be slight at better, I covered her tit, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her hand to head out in the city.

Our conversations were light and comfortable, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. almost of the inhabitant were open and eager to discuss their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the dock, we helped to off burden the mean solar day catch and repair a few net before strolling over to one of the many agrarian plots and talking with the the growers. Feigning fatigue, we returned to my room and pass much of the afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and sensitivity, avoiding penetration until our mutual lecherousness could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a serial of orgasms before I finally let go.

The adjacent few cycles were marked with a swinging door of marriageable partners, all unique yet gratifyingly alike in their avidity and orgasmic potential. Experience had taught me the initiation power point of feminine arousal to a point of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative power. It would soon be metre to move on. After I had filled a particularly eager blond houri with dark tanned skin one afternoon, I went to Mary 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my imminent going. She was saddened. We spent the night in her sleeping room and I filled her kitty-cat on several social function. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final time with fresh source before I disentangled myself from her embrace and silently slid into my loincloth. With a twinge of sorrow, I looked back on the waking biotic community before beginning the steadfast raise up the foothills towards the res publica beyond the Baron Snow of Leicester covered mountains.

persona XI

The long upgrade was filled with prediction as visions of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming weewee would be scarce, I cut a couple of the tubular branch interchangeable to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with cool glacial runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller flower and gazed over the heights knit as I took to myself a passion yield. In the distance was a debris swarm I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of colored razor toothed hiss lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shade was at a agio, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any physique of reptilian that may not lead a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the valley floor, I strolled from one shade haven to another, sucking in the dry slim down air alive with a multitude of faint dusty odors.

By lately afternoon as I had stumbled into a small group of tree diagram surrounding a puddle of fond water that oozed from the depths, the mountains had become a faint outline and I congratulated myself for my seasonable progress. Perhaps I could make it across the the entire continent if given sufficient time ! The tender snap and a few sips of the vitreous silica sort out water had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a aspiration of a beautifully stoic Amerindic woman on a throne of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clad study within an underground sleeping accommodation gesturing at me with a lewd look of mania and whodunit. Behind her potty was a mountain of what I suspect was rare gems in versatile sizing, glittering in a kaleidoscope of people of color. I awoke with a start ; facial expression to fount with a large common iguana type lounge lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fibers of my humor and said ;

"She awaits you,"My ears rang with the indulgent, feminine sound it projected.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I set the thermionic tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to bear the lounge lizard 's finis request. A lip less bluster job held a sure wayward appeal, but the thought of a lounge lizard with my most prized possession probing its guts took a giant leap of resourcefulness."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been intimate with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't prejudice and promised to be gentle. The entire prospect was too surreal, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilted cock, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniff my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the head and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two rowing of minor sharp teeth into its gullet. The sensations were marvellous and I felt my prick filling with lineage as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two barbellate hook began kneading my gonads gently as my hips rocked with poor copulatory thrust. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing footstep until my gonads tightened against my torso and the familiar spirit burning that precedes an upcoming handout arose. I announced my release and arched my back as the lizard hung on and absorb every drop curtain I could spew.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself complimentary from its impalement and licked its lounge lizard lips several times. Its form then slowly morphed into a beautiful Red Indian warrior on all fours ; her retentive Shirley Temple Black hair touching the ground and her mystifying contraband eyes piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a frame shifting warrior with an viva fetish. She rose to her invertebrate foot stealthily and stretched her hand for me to take. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to embrace her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the tubes of water supply and turned to find her already several stride removed. Her gait was smooth and effortless and I struggled to keep up with her. I learned they had gleaned my arrival by my scent, and followed me to the weewee consortium through the eye of the Tyto bird. She explained the mystical fowl was an reference of the Princess ; bounce to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until early even when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a pile atop a mint of downy plumage. As my dream had clearly foretold, a imposing Princess, surrounded by a cortege of beautiful fair sex, sat in stately goodwill eying my every relocation unemotionally. Two miss rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechclout and rubbing a clear soothing ointment all over my eubstance gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the company of the Princess. I took to my knees and bowed in a universal motion of respect.

"Rise and sales booth before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her hands face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our existence from your own to repopulate the childless throng. Your sacrifices are great and unending ; your future uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancient and we shall bond to produce my herald. Then, you shall ingest unexclusive access to those with whom you choose to pair before you are compelled to leave this lifeless tableland on your ongoing quest."Her face slowly lowered as her middle opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my mission perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, pick and wide-eyed ; although the ethereal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My read/write head was spinning with too very much information. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my human knee and my package became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my reproductive system as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my manliness augmented to fulfill my delegacy. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her center as the way began to swim with vibrant hues 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 multicolored sparklers and our organic structure twirling like two well Versed ballet professional dancer. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth tones, sweet mouthpiece watering fragrance, and cherubic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless pussy sliding over my cock like a glove as my sex gland tingled delightfully. Her sweet sigh and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the edge, as my hands grasped onto her heavily sparkling nipples and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the peak of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overburden. Joyously we embraced as we endured the longest, most volatile sexual climax we would ever experience. I could finger my semen thundering through my pecker, coating her womb with wave of sperm filled pick as her neck throbbed with pulsating X and hungrily drew my living giving substance into her depths. Slowly, the experience faded, our dead body slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the muffled environment of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the world I had known, and a planing machine of eternal rapture, we floated in orgasmic resolution, holding hands gently as my mind struggled to analyse our preternatural journey beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly consciousness returned ; I was laying on a bed of flaccid feathers where I had originally entered this kingdom with my loincloth intact. On the can, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a declamatory white genus Tyto shuttlecock perched behind her. Humbled beyond Scripture, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesea Island Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the tone of nobility ; true to my watchword, my realm is yours. Take 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 forehead gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hands quickly freed with my breechcloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward garb amidst her shakiness zeal. Dropping to my knee, I buried my boldness in her bush. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long woebegone swearing as her body succumbed to to my oral governance. I eased her down on her back before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her small chocolate mamilla as her body jerked with every tongue swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and force upward forcefully as a longsighted stream of pull in liquified ejaculate bathed my face and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling body had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my cock into her saturated lips, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her ardent slippery trap. Despite her deficiency of Hymen, she was delightfully loaded and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrusts eagerly and grabbing my gonads with an almost sore grip. Arching her back like an acrobatic contortionist, she succumbed to the building insistency and groaned her going triggering my own ball draining eruption. Her eye gibe opened as she exclaimed she could feel my source pip-squeak into her uterus. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious body. Within a few brief moments she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her gorge pussy forcefully against my pubic pearl ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another sexual climax. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous woman with fire in her eyes stepped forward and shed her gown with one blue-belly motion. Her bombastic bosoms begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my face between her milk bags, savoring the musky scent and tangy appreciation of her youthful peel. She fumbled with my still vertical electronic organ, pulling it into her intimate entrance. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one swift thrust and we collapsed on the floor as one mass of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic liberation and focusing on my constant stimulation. She was a action companion, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My handout required a life of effort ; more of a relievo than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering remains exhausted.

part XII

The Princess rose from her throne incidentally baring one of her long sensuous legs and a small frail foundation. She strolled over to me and pressed a humble multicolored gem in the palm tree of my hand before closing my fingers around it. My mitt began to radiate and form bubbles. The esthesis moved up my arm, across my bureau, and down into my trunk and soon my dead body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her yearn o.k. hairsbreadth 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 randy nipple and enveloping vagina as if her aesthesis became part of my own. Her stimulation, orgasms, and solving were intimately shared ; our bodies united sensually to turn one. I could feel my essence satiate her wanton womb, and the joy of declaration in her weaponry. It was the beginning of a new date of reference that would endure a lifetime ; a giving of noteworthy value.

For the next several cycles, I was subjected to a continual period of beautifully carnal partners ; experiencing their sensations with the especial ability to satisfy their mortal motivation as if they were my own. By the end of the 2nd cycle, the continual melody of cooperator dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a visual sense of a black underground cavern that dwelt near the peachy vacancy. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activeness that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitants in jeopardy. I silently concurred that my comportment was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of jewels. I held the Princess in my munition as our mutual respectfulness flowed freely between us with sadness and empathise. Two Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my arms and, with their three m wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a ten thousand of tunnels into the warm Amytal sky towards the end of this world.

An sempiternal bulwark of thick foul smelling locoweed, occasionally punctuated by fusillade of down putting green flames entered our view as we neared our name and address. The barren geologic formations and lack of flora made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnawing mother wit of premonition as my two date slowly circled their landing site and gently dropped me within a meter above the warm volcanic stones. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by defenseless, dark skinned aborigine wielding primitive brass weapons. They escorted me through a dusty tangle of dimly lit volcanic tubes to a vauntingly underground vault lit with crude oil lamps and fanned with a changeless breeze. Although the rut was oppressive, the walkover generated by respective huge rustic rooter powered by the hot rising air coming from various little vertical outlet made aliveness bearable.

I stood in the middle of a silent set of glaring captor pondering if it would more merciful to let them buy the farm, rather than bear offspring in this unforgiving environment. Finally, a well acquire capturer slowly approached me and I extended my workforce with fragile resignation. She timidly patted my wan chest and patted the bulge in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my breechclout and a corporate gasp escaped the group. Their weapons slowly lowered as they stared at my nakedness and another stepped forward and grasped my script with storm gentleness. She led me into and adjoining bedroom and gestured to a bubbling Stone caldron filled with liquified brass and several rustic stone stamp nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well deserving notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the thermionic valve for the issue, I grabbed my breechcloth and covered my nose and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the escape route by following the outward rushing airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest mellow point to survey the surroundings. All around me was smoking devastation yet in the space, perhaps a two day journeying on animal foot, was a thin crease of scattered Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. Followed curiously by the cave dweller, I set course for the trees, ever suspicious of voltage hazard and brisk water. As the second sun hovered over the purview, I sat down and gestured with my hands for something to toast. Two of my date immediately tumbled across the rock music and disappeared over a rooftree. The others moved closer to me, obviously bore to get a airless look at my genitals.

half baked, these tough skinned cleaning lady were alert with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my package at will ; chastening only when my gonad were roughly handled. The two girls suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby spring of warm ( yet drinkable ) water bubbling from an underground spring. I let them all drink their fill before diving expression first into the small pool and quenching my hunger. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the miniature oasis to the expectant gazes of my companions and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the larger appendage dropped heavily on my thigh and manually manipulated my turncock to fullness. Her tight pink snatch, a beautiful contrast to the shadow bend of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my shaft within her stiff dehydrated pussy.

In a land where water is just, the man consistency accommodates dehydration by redistributing its resource. Since breeding was never required, their raw vaginal lubricant had dried up, leaving behind their own personal catbrier patch pussycat. After several irritating downwards strokes, I had to roll out from beneath her to hold open my remaining peel. I was able-bodied to swan over to the outpouring to bathe my throbbing member before easing my saturated cock back into her depths. It went much easier this time, when our silent percipient suddenly envisioned an alternating resolution. Soon several other women climbed between us, clapper bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist clapper until we both went over the top and my thick ointment splashed against her sear uterus. She was quickly pulled free and another took her stead. This small chested beaut had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissue, and slid on board smoothly.

The consequence of the gem the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully participating and would rest so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral and vaginal stimulation, I was capable to propel my baby making batter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was odorous music to my soul and lasted well into the night as quietus finally overcame my last orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the night, the gaggle of shadow skinned companions faded into memory ; undoubtedly returning to their satanic den and the aliveness few desired. Upon my wakening, I donned my loincloth and drank as much water as I could without drowning, before heading towards the thin tree lineage and the unfilled wombs beyond.

Prologue


Many Sir Thomas More adventure awaited before the call of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the pocket-sized hamlet and the waiting arms of a particular Doctor. I had penetrated far more pussies than one could ever woolgather of, somehow won the respect of the multitudes and earned a well deserved retirement. One night as the Dr. and I watched our Pres Young offspring playing with the other children along the water 's edge, a dim white light enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an workaday T. H. White elbow room with a diminished round board and two spoon type chair. A figure clad in a translucent white nightdress seated herself nonchalantly as two foresighted theme crystal glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"Join me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the empty chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope heart captured my my attention and stirred my memory."You have done well, Terran ; the specie you inseminated will boom. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a distant technologically advanced world with a decimated male. .."

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

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

"Let 's not keep a dying world waiting,"I suggested as I drained the crimson colored liquid and watched her nightie slide from her flawless body .