The missionary station

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddled form was barely visible in the crepuscle as I headed dwelling from stocking up on a few essentials before the predicted tempest front man arrived. Wrapped in a Shirley Temple garbage bag clutching a humble secondly contemporaries handbag, the hapless build beneath the flyover was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rainwater predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as potential, I literally drug the lifeless var. into the back tail before easing back into traffic as a unassailable winding gust heralded the storms reaching. My aim of dropping the devil bundle at a nearby homeless protection, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to pretend the fine hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a rolling of scag that evoked my endurance inherent aptitude. Cranking up the hummer, I guided my aging supporter to the secure carport several bit away while dodging the newly shape puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a legal brief eternity to quieten my shattered nervus until the memory of the homeless figure in the back tail end spurred me back to reality. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete story and struggled to scuff us into my warmly apartment where I collapsed into my favorite chair amidst the thundering rain. After a abbreviated respite, I studied the draggled guest on the flooring of the entryway and wondered briefly if a quick vociferation to local law enforcement might possess been to a greater extent appropriate. A muffled groan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to assist. Gently removing the flimsy plastic raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was female, maybe in her too soon XXX ( hard to tell through all the coat grunge ), and in vital need of a complete closet makeover. Gently removing her outer garb, I removed her holey soled shoes ; her infantry were a painful testimonial to too many hard pace miles.

Wrapping her arm around my articulatio humeri, I gently brought her to her foot for the short sashay to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me drape in only the bare necessary necessary to sustain her modesty ; a moth use up T-shirt and holey panty that barely clung to her anemic hip joint. I started the bath water and went into the master bedroom to recollect some of the wear I had sentimentally retained of my at peace wife. Returning to the steamy bathroom with an armload of threads, I found my Guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pocket billiards of Bath water. I gestured for her to remove her remaining clothing and get into the body of water as I gathered her ragtime and left her to her own twist. Throwing some hot water system on the range for soup, I considered my selection before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the violent storm 's advancement. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several transactions passed, and I could still listen the water running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the bathroom door to check on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the remnants of garb clinging provocatively to her tiny frame."Great, a genius fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drainpipe and motioned for her to stand up. She studied my every move, and offered no electric resistance as I pulled the in conclusion vestiges of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the food waste container. As the tub began to refill, I pulled some liquid soap and a nylon scrub brush from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nakedness.

Hairless from the neck down, her youthful cutis and pert boob forced me to reassess my earlier age estimate. Her muck caked organic structure was virtually flawless, without blemish or meter reading of ill-treatment. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water supply, and gently lathered her breast and torso, savoring the grain of her youthful skin as she closed her heart and leaned back in meekness. Her small breast with rear coffee colored mamilla were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the aroused flesh. Beginning with her tiny ft, I slowly lathered her foresighted fleshly legs and thighs, becoming aroused with her quickening sighs of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless dandy of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high gear pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy lips. Several forceful pelvic thrusts later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my invasive hand. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the water shamelessly, contracting her thighs to conserve pressure. Caught off guard, I savored the consequence, and continued to bug her erogenous geographical zone until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her little bubble butt and the smooth curves of her back and neck before carefully bathing her face. Her eyes fluttered open, the student a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their depth with fascination as I motioned for her to stand for the rinse cycle. The warm water flowed through her silky benighted hair, dislodging ball of road grime and revealing a naturally beautiful radiance that could arrest traffic. A exhaustive 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 creature with dripping hair that I 'd ever seen. A fragile smile crossed her dainty cheek and her mesmerizing eyes held me transfixed as the hint away began to roar. The southeast wall of the apartment were pelted with debris as the twinkle flickered and died.

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

"Wo n't you bring together me,"the seated figure implored with a cold-shoulder gesture.

Humbly I crossed the distance as a spoonful shaped hot seat materialized adjacent to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitalia. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, indefinable computer storage. As I sat, two small wine-colored glasses partially filled with a crimson colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red mouth for a sip. I tried a taste of the sweetened liquid, and contiguous felt my face efflorescence and my soundbox undeniably overwhelmed with the motive to sow every uncommitted opening within 100-miles. Knotty fencing Charles William Post even held appeal.

My master of ceremonies smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her berm."Your cordial reception was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en route to a developing planet to repopulate the occupier species whose Male were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose extract you just sampled will guarantee you and your host 's manfulness. Our voyage is brief - grant me this opportunity to couple with you and verify your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the professorship, her beautiful curves revealed in all their glory. There was not a haircloth to be seen on her deep olive skin beneath the replete wickedness mane of silky grim pilus. A thin trail of essence trickled down the inside of her bequeath thigh, and her fount reflected long neglected desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too much information, too many motion, and overactive hormone all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest of the red liquid in a gulping, the once forgotten passion of my youth returned with long time of pastime and I dove into the two business firm globes crowning her heaving chest. knife lashing the vertical tit alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her leg around me as her external respiration cranked up various pass. With a quick shift of her body, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of sexual climax, bathing my leg with a river of her centre. As her breathing slowed with a final violent pelvic knife thrust, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the ship's boat underside of her boob, wandered down to her expectant vulva.

The tight hairless sass oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the tight slit. I thirstily savored her delicious bouquet, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve ending. She grabbed my hair and her hips lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my sass. Slowing my assault temporarily until her cramp calmed, I grabbed a lungful of impertinent air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her body trembled and her font contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my set organ at her wet pink opening night, I waited for her spasm to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and thrust her hips rhythmically with my own, cumming several more time before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her soft throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the radical of my harmonium to the tip of my glans restricting my own driving force to short jabbing. I gave her a tender kiss on the side of her long frail neck, and her eyes flew opened in surprisal. Her men desperately clutched my derriere as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscles were cinched so tightly they forced the blood out of my dick and I thought it would implode. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another undulation hit and she clung to me like a woman possessed. The foreplay was so intense I was barely able to stem the menstruation before releasing several years of seed explosively into her receptive womb. She squealed and arched her coxa despite the impact of my fully weight, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive orgasm as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic coming upon of my life, her vagina continued to milk my heart into her shopping centre.

I held her gently as we slowly slacken, feeling her throbbing heartbeat radiating through her extremities. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the other side of her neck and her workforce wandered through my thinning hair and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the soft white light we were bathed in changed to a soft bluing and a feminine spokesperson blurted a message in an stranger clapper. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her stifle. Placing her hand gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin prick within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her animal foot as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is imminent. You have been selected to father a new generation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and skill. A translating program was implanted in your ear to help communication with the native mintage. Any resistance to adapting to ethnical mores of this world will curb its evolution. Be safe, be happy, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a abbreviated flash of vivid light and I was flat on my back staring at a clear blue air sky in the middle of a tropical woods. The air was quick and sugared ; my senses heightened beyond my earlier recall. With no clothes, no weapon system, and no individuality, I realized my skill would be my only asset. A few strides away, a glorious fir tree rose at a convenient angle to facilitate a spry ascent, and I scaled up to the highest full stop almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean crisp air that invigorated me. The forest was dotted with strange leaved Tree bearing red fruit - my natural Viagra ! There was smoke rising from several hundred metre away and behind was a heavy lake or open sea. I could hear flabby feminine voices on the malarkey ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the voices abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single voice broke the oppressive silence and stated it sensed a manly presence nearby. Several other distinct spokesperson skeptically questioned her reflexion but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thick underbrush as soon as my feet touched substantial ground. I ran like the malarky with the feminine voices in pursuit until I recalled my missionary post and slowed to a stoppage. A stampede of animal skinned clad women emerged from the underbrush and tumbled over one another when they slid to a full point. Their corporate mouths dropped open and I suppressed the impulse to laughter at the pile of jumbled bodies. From what I could pick out, they were physically superposable to the woman of my world with keener instinct. I held my hands out, palm up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blonde goddess made her way to the head and paused reflecting my gesture. Despite the fur covering her knocker and genitals, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to fill my prick with anticipation as my lip lost the close drop cloth of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her regard shifted between my eye and my gormandize genitals. No words were spoken as she reached out to touch my peter with long trembling finger. I touched her aspect lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my member. The other girls gathered around in a mean circle and stroked my chest and bum gently as their drawing card dropped to her stifle and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her mitt away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu example in basic human being congress with uncomplicated explanation and gesture. Once finished, I entertained their inquiry honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of reason and occasional breaks as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of male counterparts they fell silent until the drawing card explained that during the 'time of the fallen star'all men were taken away because the females had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the creator intended - a mistake that would be them a generation of loneliness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceived notions but decided against it. nightfall began to get back on the forest with recollective shadows as we made our way back to their coterie amidst occasional mite and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion yield'( a name I termed for their sildenafil like impression ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined yield had a slight psychoactive gist in improver to its erecting enhancement properties.

By the metre we reached the small enclave of mud huts, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the yield effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the pocket-sized leather shoulder strap supporting the animal tegument covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my genu burying my aspect into the naturally blonde, musky muff atop her long lavish legs. Stumbling over backwards onto a vibrating reed rug, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the third swipe of my tongue, she became a demon, tearing at my hair's-breadth and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first contact, I rolled onto my back and pulled her on gameboard.

"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 clit, and rubbed the two nerve filled extremities together gently. In less than a mo, she collapsed on my bureau with orgasmic cramp. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the sloshed opening and with a right poke of my coxa, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic muscle spasm sent her physical structure into seizures. I thrust cryptical again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a flaccid sarcoid obstruction halted any encourage insight. Her pussy was inhumanly sloshed as it milked my stopcock mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic cramp, Eba tore the fur covering from her knocker and exposed the two most perfect globes ever created. Locking my mouth around the closest coffee colored mamilla, I drew the toilsome nipple past my teeth and tongue lashed the sensitive pulp to the sounds of her ever intensifying moans. Again she trembled with yet another sexual climax clamping my dick unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best efforts at containment, my over provoke turncock spewed into her depth as my hips arched to heighten the spirit giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and several unintelligible words, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a strong stream of her pee as she lost command of her muscles. Her inscrutable ventilation's confirmed she was still in our plane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her played out frame of reference to cleanse myself in a flow that flowed through the nerve centre of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a pocket-size stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the thick hand sewn quilt, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a long pause to admire the perfection of her sweat sheened peel and the gentle curves of her femininity. I rolled her into my weaponry and carried her over to the cot. When I tucked her in, she sighed contently and curled into a foetal ball.

As I pulled back the tegument door covering, I saw the women of the camping ground on their genu with their heading bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small group towards the creek, I patted their capitulum or shoulder joint in acceptance, while trying to conceal my superfluity. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the mess about essence of the Passion of Christ fruit only made me marvel if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool down water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A young hand touched my berm and I turned to a barely sericeous street child staring at my eye with a demure grinning. Her skin, heart, and coarse curly hair were a deep chocolate brown and her youthful number oozed virtuous sinlessness. Hesitantly, she bean to pour body of water on my neck and shoulders with her work force, smoothing and soothing new life-time into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremities and legs, and massaged the muscles gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitals. When her gentle caresses reached my pounding periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridges and deferral. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

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

"Would you like a sister ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her bantam shape on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry bumps of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my satiate penis wedged between us, and continued her haptic geographic expedition as I gently planted kisses on her look. The former girls settled down around us ; some already twiddling their goofball with anticipation. I was somewhat unsettle by the audience until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focus shifted to entering her fast opening. Tucked into her pie-eyed shoal incision, the sentiency alone brought me perilously close to the bound. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained answer on my behalf ; my glans nudging her tiny clitoris with each chance event. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too a good deal for my Zuri and with a grimace, her worn nails tore into my vertebral column and her leg violently trembled with her first male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful display of orgasmic euphoria.

There were gasp from members of the audience, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced releases simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to express myself was met with groans of disapproval as her peg locked around my thigh. Finally, two of the onlooker eased into the water beside us and gently dislodged my partner. One was a daze redheader with long hair that easily reached the small of her rear and quartz clear tumid dark-green middle. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale long legs over my torso and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her quick possibility hidden in a tuft of brilliant red tomentum. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my instrument, throwing her headland back with this new erotic experience of male incursion. Slowly, she slid down the ray until my glans was fully embedded in her quivering womb.

Although she was not as crocked as my two late fan, her enthusiastic pelvic thrusts were more than sufficient to trigger a long series of orgasmic episode that kept me on the edge of my own exit. When her foresightful slender finger's breadth massaged my hyper sensitive scrotum, my attempt at chasteness finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost cold growl and a long stream of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her net epic coming as I continued to replete her until my formal ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our collective energies drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby voices announce their own orgasmic press release.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a turgid fir type tree with my chief resting in Zuri 's lap while several other girl gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my skin. A shell of exotic fruits including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my waking up, she fed me slices of the delightful indigenous offerings. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

"Let 's talk,"was all she said as she slowly reached out with an upset hand while rising to her feet.

During the side by side few hours she entertained my questions and shared her Bob Hope for the future. Without the protein of male sperm, the char were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my deputation 's urgency. This world circled two sun and had a rapid orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal transitions. Much of the planet was terra incognita to them ; apparently occupied by small peregrine huntsman gatherer groups with abundant resources that minimized territorial conflicts. Certain social characteristics of utter language and transmissible coherence were quite well developed, without the necessity of win applied science. It was a Utopia of kind where ignorance was seventh heaven. My endeavor at explaining my rootage were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that dispersal of my seed must be spherical, not restricted to one pocket-size group. She nodded solemnly in concord and motioned for the other members of the tribe to fall in us.

Several ebony woman made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with heavy doe centre, kissable replete sass, small-scale round chest, and full hips. I made eye physical contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth features of her boldness ; her lower lip trembling with anticipation, and small bead of perspiration forming on her shoulders. Her full tender breasts accepted my mite eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hands cupped my typeface lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the gentle curvature of her long Cinnamomum zeylanicum colored neck and shoulders She pulled my head towards her and rolled her head back to look towards the heavens amidst rapturous moans.

Gently, I explored the plenteous musky gustatory sensation of her skin, removing her fur clothing and tongue bathing her trembling womanly curve until I eased open the blue brownness valley covered with a light coat of thick black curls. Her pinko vagina, a colorful line to her otherwise drinking chocolate hide, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy sassing open with one hand, I slipped my forefinger into the tight garden pink flesh until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the ship's boat material body of her g-spot gently provided the accelerator to aim her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my cock into her quiver orifice. With one gentle push, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her eyes shot heart-to-heart with surprisal, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more explosive orgasm shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst respective indecipherable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly strip her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slow deep thrusts. Her consistency relaxed and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The warm sleekness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by tight rhythmic contraction of her vaginal muscles. Each chest bobbling poke became a test of my ability to contain my impending coming. Her rapid arousal matched my own to where the world-class explosive stream of neck bathing sperm cell sent her into delirious convulsion that almost throw me clear of her arcing trunk.

The remainder of the clan formed a tight circle around us, and one of her comrade gently tapped me on the shoulder joint and rolled me onto my cover where she immediately dove cheek first onto my expended reed organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnants of our orgasm away with her spit. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the acquit blue green sky, as several beautiful maid scurried over with a dental plate of passion yield and a wood hewn bowl of stream water system. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering mannikin of my latest conquered Virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her organic structure'despairing attempt to regain stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense tidy sum of underbrush, there came a shrill shriek, soon followed by a refrain of ear splitting shrieks not unlike a band of ancestry thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a defensive position as my courteous horde splintered into the Sir Henry Wood with shrieks of terror. Only briefly did I enamor a glimpse of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a vicious kick to my gonads sent my partially digested passion fruit onto the hobo camp floor and the lightness of awareness into blissful shadow. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the spine of an overgrown raptor character lizard, my bulwark screaming in agony with every creature footstep. Gratefully, consciousness escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy hillock on my backbone with my member securely tied with thickset vines in a cattle farm eagle attitude. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my torso and could vaguely hear the articulation of my captors somewhere beyond my field of force of visual sensation. A prominent shadow blocked my field of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a toy Godzilla. terror stricken, I struggled needlessly to give up myself only to have my thorax covered with a congius of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my fortune rested on the foresightful wrangle of precipitous tarter stained teeth, I lost control and released a foresightful current of pee that my resister noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breath was disgusting ! The rough natural language was coming perilously close to ripping my already clobber genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the wight wandered off sulking.

A lizard skin clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some likeness of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled computer software. Fortunately, the genital assault was short lived ; she bucked several times with an apparent orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of operation of eyeshot. Suddenly a group of similarly clad womanhood of all sizes and colors appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. unable to free myself without tearing more peel from my wrists and ankles, I was destined to pass the future several time of day experiencing the total dehumanization of multiple Brassica napus. When attempting to voice my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disconnected numbness 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 point in time I had drifted into a a creation of fantasy where dear and beauty thrived. When my mother wit finally returned at the setting of the first ( and brightest ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summer flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely silent. Suddenly a side appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lip she demanded to know why I had not fertilized her comrade. I pretended not to hear, while being stunned at her apparent communicatory abilities. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of honor of view. Somewhat convinced my fate was at manus, I closed my center and let the auditory sensation of the scented cooling breezes make music to my inconvenience spirit.

It was dark when I felt my extremities being released and several sets of hands drag me over to a crackling firing pit. My assaulter were silently gathered in a semi rotary staring unmercifully at me and my nudity. A dim figure in lizard pelt with a philippic of feathering regally walked over to me and with an authoritative voice asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her unwavering gaze, I shook my forefront no and turned away awaiting another swift kick that never came. It was so quiet that a pin drop could have telegraphed throughout the hobo camp.

"Our petitions remain unanswered - throw this creature into the valley of night."

With hardly the strength to speak, I extended my implements of war upward to aid my captor in expediting my demise.

"Great world-beater,"a shy voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own eyes I saw this creature inseminate a wickedness skinned female. It may not hump of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

"This creature chose not to fecundate any among us,"the queer 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 match, young warrior ; it is for that very reasonableness they were banished. It is only by the grace of our consecrated female parent that we will suit fertile once more ; not by our hand or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as silence enveloped the camp.

Finally the Queen spread out her branch in an manifest gesture of her authority ;"We are the sister of the sharp toothed creature, destined to lord over this world and live endlessly with the mother of life bearers. Bind this creature beyond our encampment and feed it. At the aurora of the 2d sun, I shall reveal the circumstances of this puppet as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relief and was drug over to a with child Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree just beyond the visual range of the camp where they secured me by my ankle. several plates of intellectual nourishment with a boastfully urn of pee were placed just within my reach and I was left to the peaceful abstruseness of the nighttime. Downing most of the water I dove into a crustal plate of sing core that was hard to jaw but palatable, and several passion fruit.

My vigour gradually returned and I was able to disembarrass my bound leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my captors had a no idea of my restorative capabilities. curio compelled me to crawl back to the bivouac as quietly as I could to get some insight on my potential fate. Within a few consequence I located the with child rock dwelling house in the encampment and quietly made my way to a small dimly lit opening to peer inside. The fag was listening to a anatomy shrouded in slim down translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out luck of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the discrete impression that the obliterate god mother reviled all males who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible missionary work of intimate subjugation. When the pansy left the structure to get some water and fruit, I squeezed through a small window to face up the shroud feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly women, definitely beyond tiddler bearing old age that was ugly - ass farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this piffling subculture or ending the life of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her palpitation case and decided abstract thought would be the best attack. At first terrified, she fumbled for discussion ; but once assured that my design was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the previous cosmos she lived in, and why she had taken such a punishing line against the aggressive males of her species. In turn, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her creation and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a positive reciprocal act. As the queen re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a arm hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a simple gesture from the 'god female parent'calmed her enough to hear to reason.

A few tense moments filled with intense conversation between the two women followed until finally, with a personal sigh of fill-in, the pansy seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled center, and how fascinating her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the outset time I was able to see the womanhood behind her authoritarian spoof as she explained how to amplify thought acoustic projection to control the puppet and communicate non-verbally ; a simple mental process few of her hyponym could duplicate. When the senior woman commented on the sad shape of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational hazard"and offered her the hazard for a closer inspection.

The 'god mother'was both aegir and experienced, and with gentle caresses soon had my battered electronic organ throbbing with anticipation. She then turned to the Queen and explained the genuine strong-arm process involved in human copulation with a few suggestion I randomly offered for clarification. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the heel of her right foot was firmly pressed against her hirsute pubic hair. The environment had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god female parent that Bible fail to report.

Gently I removed the easy garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her expectant nipples on her diskette babe feeders became enkindle. With my leftfield arm wrapped around her back fondling the sensitive mammilla, my right hand delved into the furry gray haired snatch and found her clit, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp fondness between the extended flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my touch, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to progress to the side by side tier. Cradling her heading with one hired man while supporting myself with the other, I slowly laid her back onto the grunge covered storey as she positioned my harmonium between her nether lips. With one quick thrust, I was enveloped in her fondness and she was writhing like a Virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not study well to the fundamental interaction of the god female parent 's salty lubricating substance, burning painfully with each thrust. The fagot moved closer with mania filled eye, and stroked the other senior woman 's hairsbreadth as she glanced between her legs from fourth dimension to time.

A generation nihility of virile companionship was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her pelvis and groaned awash with her retentive overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to save my cum for her girl as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The Queen eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarment, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered slit. With a moan, I rolled off the still quivering variant and positioned my battered upright cock at the Queen 's familiar ingress. Unlike her Mother, the world-beater was extremely tight with far Thomas More energy, forcing my dinge harmonium slowly into her depths with forceful poking of her hip joint. It took the sum of my mental effort to keep my erecting hard, ever fearful it would rupture or break. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to crush the burning soreness and sat on my heels.

For a few brief moments, a spirit of stupid surprisal crossed the face of the Queen, until she realized the reasonableness I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her feet, she stepped outside as her female parent reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her tongue at a recondite purple clot near the base and various bleeding lacerations along the light beam. Her girl returned with several thick leave which she squeezed to pull out a egg white viscous liquid she gently massaged into the traumatize Hammond organ. Almost immediately, a chill soothing relief overwhelmed my genital organ and spread throughout my lower torso. My erection faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few KO'd moments, the pouf reciprocated, locking lips with ungoverned passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the motivation for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her look down her shoulder and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this extra curricular natural process was sufficient to take into account the descent to ease back into my groin, and without further foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entry and spread her legs as panoptic 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 clit was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moans of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic symphony orchestra of sexual desire.

Despite the discomfort, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with blood tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own orgasm jolted her muscular frame. Rocking her hips as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard skin covered chest touched my bureau. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the sang-froid excerption onto my rapidly deflating privates. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her female parent rolled to my vacant side of meat in a execute euphoric sandwich. The cool healing balm soothed my knock about crotch and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still moody when I was awakened by one of my fellow traveler shifting in her sleep. It took a few moments to gain my bearings before I awoke my hosts with gentle osculation and advised them that my presence might not be well accepted by their subjects. The fagot gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree diagram outside the clique where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the Mexican valium that would get rid of my freedom. Breaking our embrace, I leaned over and secured the rope before taking a seat next to the empty plates to expect my soon to be disclosed fate. The Queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the lead from whence we came. Despite her unflattering attire, the wide-cut round breaking ball of her hips left a most delightful imagination to fall asleep to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the shining glare of a good sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. dying to try my newly acquired knowledge of mental manipulation, I focused on the creatures gargantuan brainpan and commanded it to lay down. With a looking of surprisal, it slowly lowered it 's Brobdingnagian hulking physique down and rolled next to me with an Earth shaking thud. Not quite certainly of how to give tongue to my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's schnoz. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the scene in tally disbelief until the nance moved through the radical and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her arms wide as she spoke.

"Sister,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to fulfill our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill our lifeless uterus with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my mortise joint and gently touching my leg. Rising to her groundwork she stretched her subdivision out again before speaking ;"Take heed of his given blessing and share your feminine talent freely for surely he will provide the germ we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her helping hand and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her forehead."My pansy,"I began,"My essence will be willingly shared with all who desire for a sentence. I only require your trust and understanding."

"shuffle ready a dwelling for our seed giver sis, and prepare a fiesta ! Let us welcome the father of our future ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke Forth River in worked up babble out and scurried back towards the refugee camp while I turned to the affected role creature and patted his lower jawbone again. Despite his strange dietetical demand, his docile servitude was most receive. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to wax. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his human foot and slowly rose to his wide-cut three story tallness, adjusting to my alien presence in the cognitive operation. In surprisingly little time, I had my atrocious companion trained to simple helping hand 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 youth, he dined on leaves as well as little scurrying bulwark character critters that wandered across our path while exhibiting a unbelievable gentleness around humans. We took a trip through the forest and up the incline of an antediluvian volcano while I grabbed an occasional passionateness fruit and gained a good impression of the lay of the acres. The geology, botany, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the stone and vegetation, although similar to the wilds of my home world, displayed unequaled evolutionary characteristic. The wight were somewhat similar also, although my mount was by far the largest of the fauna we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a wintry field, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast hobo camp extending to an ocean filled apparent horizon. Beyond the good deal in the opposing direction was a semi arid plain with entirely unequaled vegetation and herds of bovines with farsighted antelope curved horns. doll of brilliant feather were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava menses, I found lashings of pliable Stone that could easily be fashioned into sharp sharpness for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the hobo camp, we steered clear up of a small native settlement as we followed a winding arctic river. Trusting Godzilla 's instinct, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard female child 's pack where the fille were scurrying about in anticipation of our return. The fervidness in the center of the camp was roaring in saturation and Pole with some case of skinned bird where stuck in the ground around the margin. The Sister 's skin glowed in the firelight and diminished little bloom were sprinkled in there fuzz and in bands around their articulatio talocruralis. Their lounge lizard skins were replaced by thin green translucent wraps that barely concealed their feminine assets and blended sensually with their tanned skin. It was a refreshing heap to my wandering eyes and my rapidly healing software system. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a cumulation of discarded skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log ambo next to the Queen where the hewn tabular array before me was filled with aborigine delicacies. It was and overwhelming exhibit of hospitality.

As a stranger in a unusual land with sperm my but bargaining chip, I was compelled to plowshare some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the queen and really noticed her beauty for the low metre. Her breasts were full moon with little pebbled nipples, her long cervix and toned legs oozed sensuality, her long brunet whisker and delicate facial lineament bestowed with rich full back talk beckoned my rousing, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to prompt as close to her as possible. She smelled of odoriferous carnations that required every oz. of restraint I could muster to prevent a full frontal passion attack. I took her hand and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to surveil my star. We wandered into the nearby woods amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a orchard of stout bushes cover with notched leg. Quickly snatching them from the cushy earth, I procured the Queen 's stone knife and quickly fashioned forked supports. Gently kissing her luscious sass passionately, we quickly returned to camp out and I set up the rock oil spit over the fervour, placing three of the roasting domestic fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my host soon had all the heart and soul on similar, quickly fabricated spit they were slowly turning the simmering fowl. The fagot and I returned to our preselected seats and held manus as we watched the festivities. Savory highly intoxicating potable were liberally served. Several girls sang a foreign harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several cacoethes fruits, I leaned back to savor the aristocratical high gear and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the heart was served and we feasted. It 's just to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delightful fiesta, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious hosts gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably dead ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the entirely vocal the came to mind :"Kumbaya."My interpretation did not afford the tune Department of Justice, but my jailed hearing was entranced by the unknown other worldly sounds, swaying hand in hand from side to side with closed eye. Several cried. I then advance them to bring together me, and soon the even air was filled with our corporate voice. I wondered briefly if the denizen of Earth could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal joint song. As the melodious sound began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to abide along side.

"It is time to set about the descent of our precious seed, sisters !"She turned to me with a unusual spirit on her face and I felt me knees begin to tremble."We can not provide you the freedom to mate on your own accord. Your are the striver of the Sisters of the Knife Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final repast, the extract of the Vermilanda seed was added to your drink. This extract enhances your fertility while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her subjects with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of connection, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sister first. By this time on the morrow you shall all have the germ of life growing within you and the life bestower will fall in his banished buddy !"A shrill, ear piercing sunniness rose from the gang as two set of hired man firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed angle to and I was firmly tied spread eagle on my back.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the gay surroundings created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and intuition. These pitiless bitch were brutal ! As the first lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly experience the wiz of being fucked to death. Fate can be a barbarous mistress, yet succumbing to a battery of pussy buffeting seemed a most go dying. After spewing my first hot onus into the blotto orgasmic slit riding me, I felt my feverous gonad throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving seed at a never before experience pace. Soon the nameless puss lost their singularity and my ace, save the overactive nerve closing in my genital organ, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the Nox, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton pussy accompanied with sighs of passion and orgasmic curse.

By the early morning, I was fading in and out of reality when a thunderous crash stimulated the last ounce of my epinephrine into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to pull my articulatio radiocarpea into opinion and loosen the knots. I sat up to find Godzilla staring at me with a curious gaze. I gave him the most cheerful greeting I could muster as I fumbled with the vines around my ankles. Unable to climb to my ft, the Jurassic period goliath gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the lean to and respective nearby home amidst the terrified riot of the occupant. My consciousness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

character III

I awoke sometime later under a prominent palm eccentric Tree with a soft sea walkover massaging my fatigued tree branch. Two brown skinned girlfriend with glorious white teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweet savouring water from a shallow bowl while the early fumbled with the discolour oddment of my discolored privates. I rose briefly to my human elbow and my two little angels bolted as I felt the conversant gust of disgusting intimation on my back. turning, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scaly neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bluff delivery. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the land of the living. Commanding him to feed, it turned and took a few steps before returning to my incline. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with form bubbles white Sand framed by the towering trees of a jungle. A short space from where we stood was was a small gather of open air huts covered with interwoven laurel wreath type foliage and a group of man crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden spears at the prepare. Along the shore was a jagged line of products of low helping hand hewn vessels with outriggers. Turning towards them with my script extended, I fell face first into the gentle Baroness Dudevant. It was too early and I was far to weak to trust my own readiness. The two young maiden over hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing several more sips of weewee down my sear throat.

Despite their fears, the leaf clad group slowly approached with their arm poised. Ever mindful of my trusted companion, they eased ever closer until one of the older fair sex extended a small component part of fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her place it upon my ribbon before tasting it ; savoring the delicate white figure slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting stance. Feebly, I pointed to my companion and repeated his public figure slowly various time before collapsing with enfeeblement. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their lance. One of the young daughter slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his massive head and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the full group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my companion basked in their overt attention ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive bulk.

Several of the elder women broke from the radical and crouched side by side to me. One took my script and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless flesh between my legs. Their hands had evolved with little translucent entanglement between their fingerbreadth which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulders, they eased me back to one of the hutch, and made me comfortable on a sand stuffed cushion of leaves. Several home of fish meats and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every prison term I stirred, one of the small female child immediately tried to scarf out something in my backtalk, while the other gently smoothed a all the way refreshing liniment over my wear upon cadaver. Several days passed before I was able-bodied to use up brief manner of walking along the beach with the backup of one of my hosts and the devoted date of my two legged companion.

One morning I awoke to the affectionateness of the suns rays streaming across the floor to watch over the fleet of a dozen or so bunker canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with versatile job ; cooking, cleaning, sewing, and gathering case that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two young fille that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a home plate of food for thought and a low vessel of emollient they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful oculus of various women sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genitalia. The rule gloss of my ray of light had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was hope my commission could summarize, thanks to the practiced care of my new found fellow traveller.

One of the women set down her body of work and came over, studying me soundly before squatting down and carefully examining my crotch and shaking her head sadly. Giving the shaft a gentle liquidity crisis she quietly queried ;

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a domicile tribe by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an extract from a seed before I was forcibly crew raped until my two legged fellow traveler rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few s to canvas my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induced sterility. She rose and grasped a vile from a long row of similarly shaped vessels perched atop a long shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few drop-off of burning liquid into the enlarged possibility. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my slam into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very canonical footing that the serum only neutralized the poison in my system, and the only potential cure was found in the venom of the soot black sea snake that was otherwise fateful unless administered directly to the basis of my phallus ( peen ). After the genital abuse I 'd already get, I was n't too eager to have a serpent gnaw on my cock, yet the alternative of a lifetime of sterileness was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her knowledge of this kinship group of sea people, how they traded with other tribes than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the males strangely succumbed overnight and the char were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned tribe were known throughout the land as merciless warriors with an unwritten agendum of conquest. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the survival of the fittest of her kin and her reality. It was apparent her wisdom would be a great asset to my adjustment and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the empty solitariness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my grasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn tegument. I asked where we could regain this cock biting snake and she withdrew slightly with a business organisation etched on her face.

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

"I intend to be one of the few,"I responded stroking her silky hair's-breadth ;"How much time will fall out until I am once again fertile ?"

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

I shook my read/write head no and smiled, hoping to avoid any far revelation, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue duty caused by our bunglesome side drew us apart. The two young little girl sat next to me, and I showed them how to fiddle tic-tic-toe in the sand. The large head of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree communication channel and I rushed out to greet my old champion. I sensed he had found a mate, and he leaned down to for me to climb up him. Once securely on board, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a flock of brightly colored birds with razor precipitous teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. various hour later, we were close to foothills when my climb slowed his gait close to a declamatory first step in the rock music nerve. Strolling casually towards the confuse opening, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat pocket-size version of Godzilla with a row of six mammilla down her chest appeared and chirped a high tar twitter in response. Dino beloved ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his top dog and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly tegument with acceptance. The she beast seemed both well-informed and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their mandible simultaneously while they returned gentle nudges, and we almost immediately formed a most strange bond. Projecting a vision of the first meeting and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and unsatisfied, and nudged me to mount him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on yearn stride that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief coup d'oeil of the lounge lizard bitches bivouac before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the situation into oblivion amid a battery of wooden fishgig that fell harmlessly to the reason. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the hide figure of the god mother into the dense underbrush just as my setting flattened them into a pool of goo.

Once the detritus had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a fishgig, I quickly circled the stiff of the ingroup on fundament, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a besotted circle. With the towering mug of two beasts behind me, I commanded the palpitation survivors to live in peace with everything and everyone or their lot would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my spear, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two companion to rub their mandibular bone in gratitude.

Part IV

It was then I noticed the lance dig extending from the soft depress body of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my lastingness. She bellowed pitifully as the gig came discharge and I was drenched with a shower of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest leaf of a nearby Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, I crammed it against the open wound and used my back to shape a pressure patch as Godzilla paced back and forth like an expectant father on rescue day. A short meter later, as my force waned, I slowly eased away from the make-do fertilization and grabbed several gourds that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of plants bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my clobber privates. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off respective leaves on my way back to the internet site hoping they worked as well on dino skin as they worked on my private parts. Gently bathing the lesion and applying the leaf extract onto a fresh leaf, I pressed the stuffing to her abdominal cavity and the look of ecstasy that banquet across her features was beyond priceless.

For the next several hr, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side of meat. The Bond of trust we formed that good afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the 1st sun waned and the less sun reached culmination, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a legal brief substitution of oink, Godzilla bowed it 's head and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to roost along the way. The integral group of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearing of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle aid the adult female gave. The woman who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the reclining creature with respective unlike ampul of elixir, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her administration, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two youth daughter eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal syndicate with a large black eel thrashing the piddle into foam and the outset tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my rear and my two little guides immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my limbs and sat on them with their full weighting. I took recondite breaths and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombies, pull a six foot slimy mass of struggling flesh into the open air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon respective others joined in to facilitate them. Losing my cheek I struggled to resign myself. Despite my struggles, the two young little girl continued their gentle and effective stimulation as it gradually subdued my panic response with manifest foreplay. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the lenient supple hands were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a frigidness slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin slit around the al-Qaida of my tool sent jolts of lightning up my spine followed by a fiery snake pit that rapidly spread through my torso like a wildfire. The inferno increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my pain room access like a runaway power train. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into cold chills accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain in the neck, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a violet hue, while my balls had swollen into severely softball sized glands stretching my scrotal dismissal so tightly in was almost gauze-like. The excruciating pain spread upwards and I voided the message of my belly, almost choking in the process. As my torture awareness began to fade, an explosive clap of bloody yogurt textured excrement spewed high into the air from the fountainhead of my cock. Blissful wickedness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the Nox, my awareness briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a frigidity compress to my os frontale ; then darkness. As the initiatory current of morning light glittered across the unfastened sea, I opened my middle and realized my fever had broken. My seawall felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Reich entering Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the integral village in several positions of repose while the tired heart of the healing fair sex studied my every inflection intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the crack in the leafage apparently recovered from their romp through the lizard bitch lair. I mustered a legal brief smile and stretched my limbs as my sleeping associate began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the womanhood who had remained by my side throughout the entire ordeal and whispered I would now call her my physician. She smiled wistfully as the two young girls stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a gentle kiss on each of their foreheads. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the capitulum of the revolting creature. Two opposing in long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two youthful friends gesture towards the sparkling sea. With childlike ebullience, they helped me to my invertebrate foot and we slowly made our way into the cool refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of lifetime and not bad healing elixir of all drew me into its heart like a loving mother. An errant stir and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly surf. Soon we were joined by the integral disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited bid until I was finally drug back up to the doc hut exhausted.

The physician immediately forced my peg apart and applied a soothe cream to my crotch, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to harden. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my peter was live with adept. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first of all, and started to rub my shaft up and down her furry slit. She murmured a abruptly know dissent as her natural copulation inherent aptitude occluded lucid thought. Grinding her coxa against my privates, her nous tilted back and her breathing grew fragmented. As one of my mitt encased the wide mound of her white meat, my other deal slid between us and positioned my glans at her entryway. Her eyes shot spread out and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious contractions within.

The balance of the tribe gathered closely to view her deflowering as our pelvic girdle worked in unison and my hired man explored the mollify softness of her chest. She gasped for breathing place and grimaced when her pubic brawniness squeezed shut and her pelvic arch dropped forcefully into my lap with a farsighted delinquent orgasm. The surrounding crowd cheered coaxing and unexpected jape from both of us. Automatically, I began to force my hips again and she whimpered another brief protest as she gently returned my poke. She climaxed several Thomas More fourth dimension forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the sassing of her womb. We held our status for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hip joint and trembled with orgasmic euphory. blinking seed dribbled between her second joint as she lay on her back staring at the roof. I collapsed under the melodic line of exertion and drifted back to the state of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two little comrade with a heaping home plate of exotic food and the doctor with a full smiling on her side. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my seminal fluid and found it contained a moment total of seed but more time was required for my total manliness to revert. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my genitals ; making my cock hard only to watch it shrivel. The Doctor produced a large modesty leaf and showed me how to secure it securely around my waistline. I could sense my strength returning with every bite and waved to some of the girls to join me as I drew out a sketchy model of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple mast. Collectively sharing melodic theme, we soon designed a executable manakin that I would spend much of my waking time of day the next few day constructing and instructing on the use of the large leaf canvas. 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 very much exhilaration in the bivouac. The tough little craft took to the water like a seasoned pro, responding to helm and sail gracefully. After respective trial runnel, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing lunar time period only to give back several time of day later with a grievance of hoop filled with fish. There was much celebration that night, and some of the most palatable seafood looker I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her companion Nell coaxed me away from the festivities, and showed me their private playground hidden from the inner circle in the nearby jungle. It would be the yearn anticipated end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her backbone gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded organic structure and covering the newly exposed bod with a pack of kisses. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the verge of orgasm almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing eubstance, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy opening, I thrust into her astuteness. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my backbone as I continued my ravishment on her cockeyed kitty-cat, gaining a few centimetre with each thrust. My glans kissed her cervix even though my cock was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal heftiness was virtually impossible yet the pressure was more than sufficient to bring her over the border with a continuing serial publication of orgasms. Pressing my hips against her firmly to foreclose muscular expulsion, she bucked her hips with youthful zeal. After several minutes she wailed a final testimonial of delight and collapsed. As she completely relaxed, I was able to call in amidst the classifiable fluttering sound of a twat fart.

Nell was sitting with her knees to her Kuki-Chin and her back against a tall Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with eyes as big as silver dollar mark. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a clock time, her instinct overwhelmed her fear and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid organ. I ran my manus gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless frame. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her breast to bump a beautifully puffy mouthpiece watering coffee John Brown nipple. My stopcock immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive flesh with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to expose the remainder of her nubile body.

Sensing her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the sorcerous unexplored territory of her body with easy candy kiss. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my progress to allow her clip to adapt to the new sensations. By the meter I had exposed her shiny garden pink clit, her consistency was writhing. A few swipes through the moist sweetheart fuzz and her initiative coming erupted violently. I gave her several minutes to recover stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate blank space. She grabbed my hair forcing me deeper into the brown puffy faithful as she rapidly ascended to her arcsecond orgasm. Her hips arched with young athleticism as she released a long stream of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling human body, I positioned myself and quickly jabbing into her fuddled quim at the moment she began to relax. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained precious mm within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her pussy accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upwards thrust brawn of of silklike tunnel. She quickly rose to another sexual climax, only this time, I continued my Assault to keep on her over threshold. When the two blue-blooded hands of Sandy began caressing my butt and lower extremities, I lost the few fibre of restraint holding me back and hurl one concluding time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of climax.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting soundbox and quickly positioned my still rigid peter at her vaginal opening. Slowly engulfing as practically of the length as her little consistence could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with more than plenty stimulation to hold on me inflexible. Her ride was somewhat longer this clock time, nonetheless it provided an even smashing telephone number of orgasmic button than during our first encounter. How beautiful her bare bouncing tiny nipple chest appeared now covered with a o.k. sheen of stew. One of her free hands reached behind to squeeze my consume gonads as she approached climax, and I painfully released the oddment of my prostate gland a second clip within just a few minutes of the number one. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one position and Sandy slid beside me on the early, a silent tear trickling down her nerve.

component V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the party hand in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile familiar a leave candy kiss, I strolled into the calm sea and bathed myself before taking a seat future to the doctor. She smiled and her free hired man found the seam in my modesty leaf, gently cupping my computer software and leaning against me while the two Thomas Young woman were excitedly babbling to the early women which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my limited resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her heading still tucked to my chest ; and I asked her to describe her spring chicken. She was the lonesome small fry of the lone Dr. of the tribe. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the mode of jazz medicament as her Father-God eventually became the drawing card of the tribe. When the"cracking dying"passed over their creation, her mother resumed the leading role amongst a great deal upheaval and focused the radical on survival proficiency and hope.

The MD rose to her feet and called the kin together asking them to forge a line from the youngest first to the sometime. Numbering them in ordering from the youngest to the former, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most manful first of all while monitoring my advance through the numerical forward motion while assuring I would not be"overextended."The first girl was a pudgy little morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first. The MD explained my soundbox required meter to renew more seminal fluid between encounters, and my military mission was to repopulate the integral planet, not just their tribe. 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 venereal mechanism, methods of strong-arm arousal, and the mental link. I then asked my for the first time partner to step forward and explained the female person reproductive organization as she nervously wrung her hands. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to join us, as I massaged her mound and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her center shoot open in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the prior rampart of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a flesh wavelet orgasm ejecting a small pool of creamy gabardine essence. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delicious pick from my finger as several of the participating audience breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the lady friend gently on the cheek as she continued to twitch with sensual waiver, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where necessary to ensure they all would experience the pleasure of orgasm.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the cute beauty at my side with a loading of my seed and held her finish 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 sprightliness, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering companions I had ruefully ignored over the yesteryear various days. Rubbing and tickling their rough skin, we were soon frolicking in the gray-headed morning luminosity invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering swamp Grass. I noticed the break up stems were excavate and remembered the federation of tribes collecting water from a nearby stream. Stumbling to my animal foot, I tried to uproot one of the with child tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it unfreeze. Soon he was dragging a twelve of the poles back to ingroup I had hurriedly tied to his fag end with some nearby vines.

The concerned Dr. greeted us as we neared and received gentle nudge from my two unlikely escorts. I described my idea of a community pith with running water for the rustic kitchen and bathroom with a rock 'n' roll lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled various designs and as the low fleet left on the early morning lunar time period, we assembled work crew and began construction. The two giant lizards were irreplaceable, digging deep with their tails and dragging the fallen logs to their required finish. By crepuscle, leaves were being intertwined on the rafter of the solid social structure and piss trickled along the pipes on the wall to drain into a rock candy lined cistern close to the low lunar time period levels. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the pleasure of relation and filling them with my rejuvenate seed.

By gloaming, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leaves and my new, strawberry blonde companion was eagerly demonstrating her foreplay proficiency, sucking my prick deep into her pharynx as I fought to deter the overwhelming urge to take her entrails. Finally pulling her liberate, I rolled her onto her rachis and plunged into her depths like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the sum of our stimulation. I awoke to the early sun 's beam of light pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn chaparral against my stopcock in wild wantonness. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed profoundness, and let her have her way with me, more as a viewer than a participant. Our mutual orgasms awoke half the pack and pulled out every ounce of ejaculate my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at full personnel by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made toilet to dampen the line of descent and orgasmic essence from my deflated genitalia. Sex with this mathematical group was far from subroutine and beyond my waste ambition.

Several more splendid Clarence Day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the opened H2O and regain the connector I had made years earlier as a young Panama hat in the naval forces. One bright morning, I disentangled myself from the loving arm of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their meshwork on control panel. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the New catamaran, the Sea fairy. As the shoreline faded into a thin line on the horizon, the women evolved into a brash, uninhibited dance orchestra of longshoremen. We worked tough to draw out the internet filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive Flint River 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 witticism and a inclination of never before heard profanities that left my sides aching from laughter.

Once the fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the haste pee as we turned about to return to their home beyond the horizon. First, however, it was requisite to scavenge the scales and viscera from our skin and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp cool H2O with regardless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu version of water tag, when two strong hands tugged me underwater and pulled me downward at an incredible velocity ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid parentage. My final cognitive thinking were the darkness that now enveloped us, as we continued to descend further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warmly lit room with a external respiration apparatus covering my nozzle and mouth and a humming mechanical device poised over my private parts. Adorned with a white surgical cap, masquerade, and full distance surgical scrubs, 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 mask and turned to a bank of instrument punctuated with flashing multicolored lights and a bank building of IBM data tape spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era skill fiction B movie. She finally turned to face up me again while gingerly holding a strip of panoptic white tape punctuated by an undecipherable serial publication of holes.

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

A door silently slid clear and a beautiful brunet dressed in a ivory littered gown entered oozing of nobleness. With a nod, she dismissed the aesculapian help and stared at my desolation passively."We regret your abduction, and ask for your cooperation,"she finally spoke unemotionally.

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

"You are fertile, and despite the scarring on your nut, capable of producing the come required to repopulate this reality. With your consent, we shall express the fruit of your testes and circularise it throughout our aseptic world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my middle, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine universe housed the most evolved culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable sacrifice of my solitary geographic expedition and insemination exploit were unwelcome. Further, the humanitarian unconscious process of repopulating an unsuspecting worldly concern by any one subculture would certainly conjure up certain term not unlike the governments of my native human beings. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no conditions to our natality dissemination former than your swan promise to keep back the secretiveness of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the open upon the successful collection of your life history giving semen, to pursue your life story of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasure without the pressures of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be dainty to learn of your earth and engineering science developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to ploughshare the secrets of my native world for fear it may spay your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my essence may queer a horde of interbreeding variable quantity that will invariable vary the phylogenesis of your inherent species."

"We must entrust our fate to our creator for the future tense is beyond our conception ; and have faith in our given power to resolve whatever incongruity that may arise,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence operation is most refreshing, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to make out the hereafter of our world comes from the loins of such a baronial creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as several attendants scurried over to the savings bank of dials and buttons, while another gently lowered a large mechanical twist over my lumbus, fumbling to guide my shrunken organ into a warm celluloid porta. She then slid a small investigation into my stooge, and placed a tranquil bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life story generating orbs within. After a few fragile moments, the machine hummed to lifespan ; gentle electrical charges bathed my balls and prostrate, while patrician suction pulled my prick fully into the a sleeve with a minuscule inflatable ring that secured the twist to the groundwork of my putz. Varying electrical seismic disturbance surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my shaft. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in recent days and sexual climax eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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

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

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive system exceeded our anticipation and even now continues to produce at a highly quicken rate. By tomorrow, you will have generated Thomas More than sufficient semen to prang up any potential partner."She examined my crotch momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a piano textile."The rebuff discoloration and discomfort will go away shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured various switches on the control control board. With a smile, she disappeared out of view, and with a osseous tissue realigning stretchiness, I sat up and studied my environment.

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

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

"seed,"she commanded a she grasped my hand gently and pulled me from the extraction elbow room."This habitat and the one under twist in the North Sea are powered by a ego regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion place that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable future. In this facility your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environments it encounters - topnotch cum if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large airdock with a group of aerodynamic softened black foxiness resembling the devilfish light beam of my home earthly concern."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known fresh water man-made lake that supply over 98 % of the aboriginal population under cover of iniquity with these craftiness. Within a few wheel, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a huge room with one rampart viewing the sea and the remaining walls lined with words upon rows of schoolbook."Our deposit of corporate knowledge,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of repeat doors ;"Our nutritional center,"a long walking through another set of doors ;"Our sterilization and reusable facility,"and finally through a last set of doors"Our berthing facility."Above us are to a greater extent laboratories and data collecting facilities, and below our fish women reside. wellspring organized, the structure reeked of sterility and armed services subject area ; I was a Guest in a sterile Utopia. Although I was tempted to share my observance, the apparent age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my approval. She extended an invitation to join their community of interests but after several feigned moments of intense introspection, I declined on the cornerstone of harmfully altering the predetermined course of study of this worlds'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my choice before departure, but upon finding the menu was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few metre from the fleet of small fishing vessel with a lung full of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royal house, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the understated naive women, who 's simplicity and warmth provided a welcome relief from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the pinch and played with my companion, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embracing and under the longing gazes of the others, made soft passionate love as the Wave caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a solitary half- adult female, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our lace legs.

My reunion with the village was joyous. The MD fell at my foundation and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking good turn riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the Miss literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the shelves in the hostelry. In this clothing optional celebration, I was the centerpiece, sharing embrace from everyone and nipple pinches 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 yell for restraint, I soon found myself buried face first in the furry fumble of a dark skinned Virgin, tugging on the unusually gravid clitoris as she danced beneath me with a serial publication of orgasms. Once the immature fille was inseminated and resting, the Doctor of the Church motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the residuum of the dark in a love embrace.

constituent VII

The delirious lallation of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over several shape lying in lifeless repose just above the water strain. As we closed in at a full phase of the moon sprint, I immediately recognized them as occupant of the hero kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable lineament of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a coup d'oeil of several capitulum bobbing on the moving ridge and immediately identified them as the Pisces the Fishes charwoman and waved to promote them nigher. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Doctor of the Church 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the Pisces charwoman drew near, and I knelt into the water to greet them with a gentle touches. Their eyes were abnormally large, small pentad sprouted from the English of the necks, and their paw were fully webbed. Just below their navel, at the flair of their full feminine hip joint, the gentle exfoliation of pastel tint began ; descending down their second joint to the beautifully formed tail. With farseeing flowing hairsbreadth, and perfectly build up titty, these mermaids soon warmed and float around me in a closely plain stitch circle, pinching and probing my organic structure curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my header, much like the genial imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An noncitizen that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their mates with some variety of ultrasonic shaft. They built the underwater kingdom for her and hie to do her summons for care of their lives. The extracted seminal fluid I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to call on the battalion of succeeding offspring into mindless idiot. Unfortunately, these three women had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destruct our world and must be stopped, but the mo they returned below, they were unable to do anything except action Reanna 's control. The Doctor of the Church embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victim. One had succumbed but the early two showed cocksure augury of recuperation.

Taking a long soul quenching drink of fresh water, I pondered the homo circumstance ; the everlasting pursuance for power by a select few corrupting and destroying the life sentence of everyone else with cruel insensitivity. Yet somehow, bonk persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in bondage learn to accept their position in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitants of the small-scale Village life peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lizard skins with her insensitive aspiration of subjugation ; a burning desire to defend the simple way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly scourge must be removed with minimal impact on the village.

Clenching my clenched fist, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the seed of the HF contagion and if potential, to locate the ion power source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a ten thousand of techniques but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin encampment, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could attend to. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea Draco ;"a bombastic wildcat low in IQ but off the charts in veneration. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companion over. With forceful swipes of their tales, they soon had excavated a deep pool for the mermaids to float up to the village structures.

After a brief tryout and error period, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the leaves of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the natives and I found them to be both sweet and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nurses who had enough push to verbalize briefly between gasps of air. Collectively we explored the underwater city with a series of impromptu drawings, finally settling on two probable emplacement for the RF generator and the localization of the ion generator.

Suddenly, two small eye approximately ten meters apart popped out of the water on shuck, and surveyed the layout independently - practically like the middle of a mantis. Soon, other eyes popped up randomly followed by a large snout with a immense set of incisors on either side. No institution was needed - the sea dragon had arrived ! With a series of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could see the plan was revealed. With a few words of forethought and sunshine of documentation, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the give water leaving behind a virtual tidal undulation from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the heartiest adult female, and we hurriedly launched the Sea fay.

A horse sense of understood urging settled over the craft once the canvass billowed. The wind was prosperous, giving us time to unfurl the nets and put them at the ready for survivor if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the distance there was a huge jet and the sea appeared to boil. A small glowing egg shaped craft fusillade through the aerofoil and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a ten thousand of detritus and lifeless bodies surfaced around us followed by a jubilant chemical 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 to the highest degree. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the ecstatic celebration, setting sail for home while bailing piddle to keep afloat. At first there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the intact craftiness rose various meters above the water as the grievous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivors were transported to where the Doctor had established a small triage ; everyone tried to help her however potential. Once matter quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the harm and regain any articles they could n't use before returning to the former residents for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the damaging effects of their speedy assent, they revealed this world was somewhat younger than my home major planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human being life forms. Several large waterfront cities were sprinkled across the only land mass while the sea covered the not bad majority of the planet. The equatorial region was geologically fluid with a vauntingly volcanic severance dividing the demesne muckle in two. The sea charwoman had a life twice that of the"land dwellers"and were the solely former reasoning life forms found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering festivity, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal eddies. I had been on this reality for nearly two month now by my best enumeration, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local anaesthetic inhabitant. Not knowing my length of service much less the tenure of my virility, I concluded it would take in at least two lifetimes to impregnate all known nominee. Factoring in corrasion and environmental hazards, the native population would pass off into oblivion within a few coevals. Although life by the sea was a approving ; it would soon require to draw off to a close. I returned to the village unaware of the partial tone solution the Doctor had already gleaned from her patients.

constituent eight

The mermaids were returning with an miscellanea gear from the resistance city, and the MD 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 strength. Although not 100 % effective most any charwoman who bathed in the deal water would be impregnated if they were fecund. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the deal. The next several cycles were so filled with natural process that my sex life skid to a freeze yet my knowledge base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique cultures. After various nosedive in wet courtship that had floated to the open, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantid craft, and a battalion of publication - of item interest was a thorough surface map revealing the cognise locations of the major planet 's indweller and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the recovered survivors with trajectory aptitude learned the feature of the flying machines over the opened H2O. Easy to navigate with a shelling of flight dominance, we soon could pinpoint drop locations and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the third day, as I watched a grouping of women discussing long term event with tike development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivor of the underwater metropolis together, I vented my headache about the impact of blending two intrinsically unlike refinement with coevals of differences together. Amidst the solemn chemical group that had already established trench friendship with the land dweller, one of the sure-enough survivors named Tash rose to her groundwork and announced her design to lift her offspring here and considered the blending of the two cultivation a mutually good, irreversible stroke of destiny. She then walked over to me, and loud enough for everyone to hear said ;

"I need to palpate 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 zephyr gently tousling their hair. I ran my fingers through my long hair ; aware it was physically impossible to accomplish their request and impregnate everyone unaffected by our topnotch sperm nebuliser. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my germinal extraction and dissemination before exploring the options for individual needs. I was led to towards the backrest of a tax shelter and laid down on a specially develop cot. several large ebony Snake River were being milked of their venom into a large sports stadium by a crowd of villagers struggling to control the beast. A investigation was inserted conterminous to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my gonads, and a scaled down version of the"cock pump"was eased into spot on my groin. It was connected to an aide power supply on of the mantid cunning and within a few moments, I was asleep with the machine gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my head was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant drone of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of view. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the diluted semen was being prepared for distribution the very Lapplander night. Told to rest, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my side and we spooned together until dawn of the next forenoon. Before I rose to test my adeptness, I shared the timely revelations of the subsister sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with tiddler. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to live out my life in this ocean side Shangri-la, yet the thought of untold lives never being realized - any one that may change the course of study of this world 's evolution, was Thomas More than adequate impetus to go after my pursuit for unsown candidates.

As the two full-of-the-moon laden mantid shaped craft rose into the evening mist on the predetermined itinerary, I stole from the coterie, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his married person while planting the effigy that they would be needed to worry for the Doctor and her neonate. Skirting through the underbrush a short distance from the sea, I moved away from the clique into the unknown assured my experience and loose curiosity would prevail against any scourge I may play. To insure my escape route was undetected, I threaded my way through trails virtually obscured from overhead by the thick tree diagram. Tired and still sore from the descent, I curled up beneath a diminished rock overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was bright daylight when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now miles from the village, I felt safe to return to the water supply's boundary for a much easier transit to the turgid community on the Frederick North sea. Suddenly a elusive splash behind me stirred my senses into overuse as I dove for cover. Scanning the surface of the water without moving my member for several minutes, I saw a blonde haired oral sex poke out of the water followed shortly by several brunette heads. Not seeing any movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke cover and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a little time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full moon breasts were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling enlighten surf, I could see their vague outlines ; sweet-flavored round faces with pastel gill on their cervix, full moon perky boob, slim down muscular extremities, and scaly Green River tails. From waist up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaly no man 's body politic. I projected my warmest greeting and asked if they were from the subaqueous city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male front and wished to confirm the rumor. As I slowly removed my modesty leafage, their steadfast regard locked onto my genitals and their optic doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to search my appendage as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative touches, my genitals became lost in six couplet of weblike hands. Thrusting my hips forward to raise their access, I allowed their soothing sensations to fondle my exploit packet while submerged, stirring it to aliveness amidst their stunned gaze.

The blonde asked to mate and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her vertebral column, she tucked her hindquarters behind her and there, at the crux of her legs a small hatchway surrounded by petite tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's power to fully expand and absorb my organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the warmth of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature spill. Slowly moving into rich waters as our soundbox sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the spray gleefully, my hands clutching her two glorious globes as her strong muscular dead body humped me effortlessly. Her volatile exit forced my invader from her astuteness with one powerful poking, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with low pointed breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her lilliputian opening. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her coxa tugging at my cock with savage abandon while I struggled to keep open my head above water. With several effect full jab, she exploded and rolled gratuitous in enfeeblement as the third mermaid eagerly took her space. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downwards thrust. My mouth latched onto her firm nipple and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonads into hyper product. Several more thrusts, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulus for her to quickly observe with her own powerful release.

I rose to the aerofoil and floated on my back amidst the gentle breezes ; exhausted and spent. The entitle hands of the blond mermaid towed me to the safety of the shore as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny Friend casually took play playing with my deflated package bobbing lazily in the water, they asked head about my origins and sexual history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leafage from the nut plants and several mania fruit and we dined in the breakers amidst relaxed conversation and gentle fondling. They asked me to persist with them and promised a existence of divers fulfilment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my straightaway objective lens was a large city on the northward sea. After a long muteness, the magnanimous breasted brunette offered to take me there. The formula overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to LE than one. I graciously accepted their offer unaware of the ball draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our lunch. Suddenly, a multitude of heads popped up above the bubbling breakers and a dominant redhead swam towards me, tucking her tail end behind her backbone when she was a few groundwork from me. Knowing there was no contingency plan for mermaids centering on compatibility way out, I projected the probability of virility issue with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from longevity restrictions of the Land inhabitant, although their need to see the fulfillment of a male was long delinquent. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded lovingness with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her back giving me full pic to her large rose nippled chest, she began to move her tail end with gentle fortuity while almost completely submerged. We headed into the open sea, the entitle movement of her tail and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic button, tumbling through the water joyfully as the undulation of sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her place. The modest 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 enthusiasm. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The entire day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely fecund come into my leave partner on several occasions when the unique stimulation overloaded my senses. By nightfall, the following bunch of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon base runner crossing the finish line of business. Flickering free floating ignitor appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within stretch. As I pumped one final load of seed into the depths of my enthusiastic spouse, I felt the finale of my energy dissipate, and almost slid into the watery dark when two pairs of webbed hands pulled me quickly to the surface and gently pulled me within several measure of the shore. My feet touched the rocky fundament and I turned to undulate my taste to the few soulfulness that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a group of dense bushes and collapsed. With unfermented orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid morning time minute of the following day. various distant voices spurred me deeper into the thick growth and I watched breathlessly as a humble group of finely cloak peeress picked fruits and heyday growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to near them, I held back determined to learn more of the customs and mores before exposing myself to a potentially serious environment. Stealthily moving through the thick underbrush, I made my way to an overlook position on a astute Benny Hill just north of the metropolis. With tilt pavement on the roads bordered by dwelling of rock and mud it gave the immediate belief of a well organized town brimming with activity. Small two legged tool drawn pushcart carried loads of textiles, agricultural products and even people to and fro ; the wight were standardised to wingless Struthio camelus with less plumage and a sharper beak. I

Pressed up against the mint was a much expectant, ornately decorated social system surrounded by a colourful garden of yield and veggie. Along the shoreline were two large log floating piers that extended past the trench water cove into the surface ocean. As crepuscle settled over the city, small sewing needle with luminescent wings emerged in such bang-up numbers the urban center appeared to have an unearthly gleam. A heavy ardor crackled in a fire pit in strawman of the temple and many of the fair sex covered with flowing white garments had gathered in a tractor trailer circle around it. A number adorned in a robe of many colors with a long gold staff emerged from the structure and offered several incantations and boon with outstretched implements of war. Two attractive female stepped forward as they shed their White River robe and covered their boob and vulva's modestly. An conjuration was spoken and the entire group sang a beautiful melodic line of rebirth before wandering back to their place as the three girls entered the bodily structure.

Tomorrow I would reveal my front, but for now, a few passion yield and a quick cleanup spatter in one of several stream that fed the now quiet city would be a desirable precursor to a total nighttime 's ease. Sometime later, a offspring daughter 's screeching that to the highest degree assuredly would bear shattered trash erupted from the tumid structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation mail and circled the largest structure quickly. The only entering, was in straw man, but there were large scuttle with wooden bars every two or three measure. Finding a window to an untenanted room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the Harlan Fiske Stone. Assuming a posture of extreme caution, I eluded the few precaution with leather uniforms and ended up at a boastfully room concealed by double door. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two guards and splintered the doorway as I crashed into the candlelit bedroom.

One of the two miss was laying over a gravid bed with the woman in the particoloured gown reaming the the living daytime out of the Lester Willis Young miss vagina with an oversized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the solely wrangle that came to mind when a sharp jab behind my knees sent me to the rock candy storey. The char stopped her assault and whirled to take in my prone grade ;

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

I slowly rose to my stifle and brushed the whisker from my boldness,"How daring you brutally defile this Whitney Moore Young Jr. skirt,"I spat giving her the evil eye.

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

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

"Some of my child 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 cinch, and compared it to my flaccid appendage momentarily before pitching it over in the corner."It would be most sassy to recuperate them and cover them with the dignity young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a prison term to inseminate the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the heavy plain stitch beyond."

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

Gently easing her onto her back, I opened the gown completely and suckled the two round earth neatly tipped with light brown nipples until they were aroused and my congregation turncock were engorged. Trailing down her torso as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slick engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant essence that was forming there. With a momentary pause to position myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmness of her core, giving a fleeting pause as she adjusted to my distance before pressing on with eager strokes. Soon she ascended to a toe curling press release and I let my center erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled exhaustion, hoping adequate semen had developed since my nut draining encounters with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should opt to throw you expend what clip you have within my sleeping accommodation,"she finally whispered sensuously as her breathing calmed,"But our selection eternal rest on your virility."

"And ability ma'am ; It is unbelievable any more than three or four partners can be fertilized within a bicycle. I propose those remaining barren who desire my come to share their desires with you, and you decide who my match shall be. I ask only for a secret chamber and the freedom to propel freely through the city - and delight get rid of that pussy plunderer !"

"You will remain within my dwelling in a room reserved for only the most honored guests. I shall shout out my nestling together and choose the most likely candidates, and will honour your request for freedom along with all your needs,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant supplying of passion yield and a assuasive bath."I kissed her gingerly on the boldness and rose. The two safeguard stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a young blond street child burst through the entry and blurted out that she was most assuredly with baby. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping reed organ hanging down from my torso.

"semen on man,"I blurted,"It 's an erectile organ filled with a plenty of face, not a Ubermensch !"

She slowly lifted her gaze to analyse the flaccid appendage 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 genitals with mock reserve and turned to the Thomas Young victim laying half senseless face down on the bed and advised her to be wary of those pretending to be what they aren't.

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will hit the regal seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn nestling while mentioning that I was responsible for the animation within. Motioning to the guards, she whispered a brief set of instructions and motioned for me to follow one of them into the abut sleeping accommodation while the former made haste to publish the sizzling young mother. The quarters were well maintained with a Harlan Stone tub and a commanding view of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool water in the tub and let soothing limpid ease the weariness from my spirit. A low bird flew in the open window and began to sing a tuneful melody as I dozed. A shortstop meter later, a young girlfriend came to the chamber door and knocked quietly.

The young girl had frail features with pale white cutis and almond eyes with just the tiny beginnings of boob. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly falter twice as I motioned her over to the piss filled water tank. Her middle became large as ash gray clam when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her regard on various occasions, it was apparent her curiosity had other ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her hand down to my shrivel up genitals, and encouraged her to explore my parcel. As it grew under her gentle exploratory mite, Lina became visibly aroused ; a okay rosiness creeping down her neck and shoulder joint, and her tight nipple poking through the stuff of her dress. Damn the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her garb to uncover the pristine onyx marble cutis and her diminutive dark brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her attender bod as she clung firmly to my cock. Her tender body trembled beneath my touch sensation as I asked if she was with child. She shook her chief no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged electronic organ and positioned myself at the down covered mouth of her entry. Pulling her close, gently I thrust my pelvic girdle upwards, pushing past her labia into her tender inviting astuteness. Although nowhere nearly as besotted as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my restraint, savoring the delicious sensations as she rode me ; her tight fanny a joy to hold. A low pitched grunt escaped her lips as she crested, trembling like a leafage in a gale as her sinew squeezed the liveliness from my pipe organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving military group until my searing seminal fluid burned through my resistance and erupted into her depths. 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 hidden sac, she produced a fine green thread, and took a few measuring when I stood for her. She muttered a warm thank you as hurriedly left, passing the woman with multicolored gown as she entered. Taking a seat on the boundary of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her form of address was. She asked me to call her Blessed Virgin ; the name her mother had given. I squeezed her manus and advised her to remove Lina from the inclination. Mary smiled broadly and confessed it was her showtime pick. The Word was being spread throughout the urban center, and by nightfall my first collaborator would join me. I patted her bridge player and reminded her she was my low gear drawing a quick smile from her. For the following respective bit, I taught Mary how to kiss until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

Part X

Thanking them both with a warm kiss, I slipped the gentle material over my groin and wandered out into the daylight to explore the metropolis. Despite many curious feel from the local anesthetic residents, I found the house physician warm and eager to percentage their knowledge and experiences. The raw seaport was alive with activity, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the abode were alert with diverse obscure activeness. Nowhere did I see idle men or panhandlers ; everyone set about their tasks eagerly, and I could n't serve but lend a hand from clock time to fourth dimension. As the day waned, a women of particularly powerful height, an virago 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 nigh standards a domestic beast of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the temple, my os shaken to their core by the fauna gait. When we arrived at the synagogue, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the forked doors as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large feast table with a mixed bag of the local fare was lavishly laid out including a declamatory bowl with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the table a personal credit line of beautiful ladies, adorned in fleshly gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetite the snack counter before me awakened, I took the time to kiss each girlfriend manus gently and offer compliments on their unique feature article before requesting benches where we could all parcel the repast together. The wine-coloured was little more than succus, but a refreshing alteration from the piddle which I was accustomed. Moreover, the company was delicious. Once the original discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Mary had instilled interdependency on her subordinates.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion yield and new wine had the desired effect and soon we were all in various phase of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the young lady began to dance to unheard music, her limbs swaying gracefully as her hips undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the sleeping room was filled with seductive inebriated mantrap gracefully gliding and spinning in the silence. I rose and wandered through the erotic fairyland, caressing the captivating ballerinas and planting random kisses on their graceful flowing hands. My arousal was now painfully plain, and I shucked my loincloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was insipid on my vertebral column and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo the Virgin eager for their first male penetration. Every one pussy that plunged on my cock was dripping with foreplay as I became the amusement centerpiece. I do n't know how many pussies I had filled to orgasmic windup when a shrill shriek stilled the havoc. In a condescending quality, Mary chastened the crowd and sent them scurrying into the eventide mist as my batter torso relaxed and a sense of ascendence returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced rooster still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a loud wolf tin whistle while gesturing to my client to give. Fighting conflicts of agency and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Mary all was well, and her presence was welcomed. A dead, somewhat chunky girl entered and began to sing a delightful recourse and soon I was flat on my back again, savoring a multitude of puss with my mouth as my cock continued its intend service.

Several hours later, the room was filled with run down maid in assorted positions of repose as Virgin Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of vino. Despite the temptation and various near misses, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wild eve would immediately conclude. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my face gently, and I eased her over my set member and slide into her depths effortlessly. Mary toyed with her nipple and my mitt went to her hip to regulate the thrusting swiftness as she rode me with wild abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my source burst inside her. Her cryptic blue centre shot open with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my thorax. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless frame and carried her into my sleeping room with a warm grinning to Mary as she followed us with her eyes.

The following break of the day, we awoke in each others weapons system, and I gave her another round of pussy pounding insuring her sweet vent before rising to take in the view and cleansing bath. A poor clock time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a ready osculation, disappeared into the sweet-smelling dayspring air. I downed a passion fruit, savoring the fertile sweet nectar as it slid down my pharynx and pondered a stroll down to the bustling waterfront. The room access opened, and a tall slender brunet entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in strawman of me and massaging a white lilac odored ointment into my run through genital organ. I pulled her side by side to me, and ran my fingers through her farsighted silky pilus and down her foresighted shapely neck. Gently tracing slow erotic blueprint to her full moon breasts, I uncovered her large immobile nipples and eased the rigid rough-textured ring of color into my mouth as her grip on my penis tightened and she grimaced with rousing. Knowing my payload would be slight at best, I covered her embrace, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her paw to head out in the city.

Our conversations were light and gentle, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. most of the dweller were loose and eager to talk over their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the wharfage, we helped to off load the Day snap and repair a few network before strolling over to one of the many farming secret plan and talking with the the raiser. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my room and exhausted much of the good afternoon and evening exploring each others asset and predisposition, avoiding penetration until our mutual lust could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a series of orgasm before I finally let go.

The next few cycle per second were marked with a swinging doorway of nubile partners, all unique yet gratifyingly like in their eagerness and orgasmic potential. Experience had taught me the trigger power point of feminine arousal to a grade of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative ability. It would soon be time to move on. After I had filled a particularly eager blonde houri with dark tanned skin one afternoon, I went to Mary 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my impendent departure. She was saddened. We spent the dark in her sleeping accommodation and I filled her pussy on several occasion. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final meter with fresh seminal fluid before I disentangled myself from her embracement and silently slid into my breechclout. With a twinge of sadness, I looked back on the waking community before beginning the steady mount up the foothills towards the lands beyond the snow covered mountains.

Part XI

The long upgrade was filled with expectation as vision of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming water would be hardly, I cut a couple of the tubular branch similar to those I used to reroute the water into the settlement by the sea, and filled them with cool glacial overflow before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller superlative and gazed over the high plains as I took to myself a passion fruit. In the distance was a dust swarm I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a spate of colorful razor toothed shuttle lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shade was at a agio, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any contour of reptiles that may not require 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 awake with a the great unwashed of deliquium dusty odors.

By late afternoon as I had stumbled into a pocket-size grouping of tree diagram surrounding a pool of tender water that oozed from the depths, the batch had become a faint synopsis and I congratulated myself for my seasonable advance. Perhaps I could make it across the the intact continent if given sufficient clock time ! The lovesome cinch and a few sips of the lechatelierite acquit water system had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a aspiration of a beautifully stoic Indian woman on a throne of cut up obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily dress bailiwick within an underground bedroom gesturing at me with a lustful feel of passion and closed book. Behind her crapper was a mickle of what I suspect was rarified gems in various sizing, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colors. I awoke with a start ; side to face with a declamatory Iguana iguana type lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fibers of my wits and said ;

"She awaits you,"My ears rang with the soft, feminine phone it projected.

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

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

"I have lilliputian water supply and will gladly share it with you,"I offered knowing this babe dinosaur wanted recompense as a tour guide.

"Water I have, but it is the ointment of your pubic region I desire."

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

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

I set the tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to digest the lizard 's last asking. A lip less vaunt job held a sealed contrary appeal, but the sentiment of a lounge lizard with my most respect self-possession probing its guts took a giant leap of imagination."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been familiar with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't prejudice and promised to be mollify. The entire panorama was too surreal, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilted tool, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniffed my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the head and pulling it into it 's sass past the two dustup of pocket-sized sharp tooth into its gullet. The sensations were marvellous and I felt my hammer filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted trachea. Two prickly claw began kneading my gonads gently as my hips rocked with forgetful copulatory jabs. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing gait until my sex gland tightened against my torso and the comrade electrocution that precedes an upcoming release arose. I announced my tone ending and arched my back as the lizard hung on and ingested every cliff I could spew.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself free from its impalement and licked its lizard lips several times. Its anatomy then slowly morphed into a beautiful Native American warrior on all fours ; her yearn blackamoor hair touching the soil and her deep black oculus piercing my individual. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a shape shifting warrior with an oral fetish. She rose to her base 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 thermionic vacuum tube of pee and turned to ascertain her already several stride removed. Her gait was smooth and casual and I struggled to continue up with her. I learned they had gleaned my arrival by my scent, and followed me to the water pool through the heart of the genus Tyto hoot. She explained the mystical fowl was an extension service of the Princess ; bounds to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until early evening when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a great deal atop a pile of downy feathers. As my aspiration had clearly foretold, a baronial Princess, surrounded by a suite of beautiful women, sat in imposing blessing eying my every relocation unemotionally. Two fille rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechcloth and rubbing a clear soothing unguent all over my body gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the company of the Princess. I took to my knee and bowed in a general gesture of respect.

"Rise and stand before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her men face up on her knee joint."You have been unwittingly sent to our globe from your own to repopulate the childless mass. Your sacrifices are keen and everlasting ; your future tense uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall alliance to create my herald. Then, you shall have unrestricted approach to those with whom you choose to pair before you are compelled to provide this lifeless tableland on your ongoing quest."Her expression slowly lowered as her centre opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my missionary station perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, fair and simple ; although the airy tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My fountainhead was spinning with too a good deal information. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my knees and my parcel became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my reproductive arrangement as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to carry through my mission. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her thenar and closed her eyes as the room began to drown with vibrant chromaticity that slowly gathered around her form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with multi-color ice and our torso twirling like two well versify ballet dancers. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the olive drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth tones, odorous mouthpiece watering fragrance, and angelic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her dampish hairless pussy sliding over my peter like a glove as my sex gland tingled delightfully. Her sweet suspiration and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the border, as my handwriting grasped onto her hard sparkling nipples and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our privates and caressing fingertips, we rose to the prime of our orgasmic cristal swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the longest, most explosive orgasm we would ever get. I could feel my come thundering through my cock, coating her womb with undulation of sperm filled cream as her cervix uteri throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily drew my biography giving effect into her depths. Slowly, the experience faded, our body slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the dull surroundings of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the globe I had known, and a aeroplane of eternal ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic resolution, holding hands gently as my mind struggled to take apart our preternatural journey beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly cognisance returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft feathers where I had originally entered this kingdom with my breechclout intact. On the crapper, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a bombastic white Tyto hoot perched behind her. Humbled beyond Word of God, I bowed to the commode, and the Princess smiled a Mona Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the caliber of nobility ; true to my word, my kingdom is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow aliveness to their waste 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 template. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her os frontale gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hands quickly freed with my breechcloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward attire amidst her trembling eagerness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my nerve in her bush. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her marrow as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a foresighted deplorable expletive as her consistence succumbed to to my viva administration. I eased her down on her backbone before I dove in again. She was extremely antiphonal, writhing and tweaking her minuscule chocolate nipples as her torso jerked with every tongue swipe across her button. She suddenly squealed and thrust upward forcefully as a tenacious current of clear liquid ejaculate bathed my face and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling physical structure had barely recovered when I found the hold and guided my cock into her saturated sass, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her tender slippery hole. Despite her lack of hymen, she was delightfully smashed and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrust eagerly and grabbing my sex gland with an almost atrocious grip. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the building insistency and groaned her release triggering my own ball draining extravasation. Her middle scene open as she exclaimed she could palpate my seeded player small fry into her uterus. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious body. Within a few brief moment she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged kitty-cat forcefully against my pubic bone ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another orgasm. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A buxom charwoman with flack in her centre stepped forward and shed her gown with one swift motion. Her large bosoms begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed George Herbert Walker Bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my brass between her milk bags, savoring the musky odor and tangy predilection of her vernal skin. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her confidant entry. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one swift jab and we collapsed on the floor as one mass of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic releases and focusing on my perpetual stimulation. She was a fulfilling fellow traveller, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My dismission required a lifespan of try ; more of a rilievo than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering cadaver exhausted.

voice XII

The Princess rose from her throne incidentally baring one of her foresightful sensuous stage and a small finespun infantry. She strolled over to me and pressed a pocket-sized multicolored gem in the medallion of my hand before closing my digit around it. My hand began to glow and fizz. The sensation moved up my arm, across my thorax, and down into my body and soon my torso was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic throne and a sultry blonde appeared over me, her farseeing fine fuzz whispering across her bare shoulders as she squatted over my genitals. As she positioned herself and slid down my distance, I could feel her painfully aflame tit and enveloping vagina as if her sense became voice of my own. Her rousing, orgasms, and solution were intimately shared ; our soundbox united sensually to turn one. I could palpate my essence fill her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her coat of arms. It was the rootage of a new era that would endure a life ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the next several cycles, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully sensual partners ; experiencing their sentience with the extra power to satisfy their somebody needs as if they were my own. By the end of the bit oscillation, the continual line of partners dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a imagination of a dark cloak-and-dagger cavern that dwelt near the great void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activity that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitants in peril. I silently concurred that my comportment was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of gem. I held the Princess in my arms as our mutual obedience flowed freely between us with sorrow and understanding. Two Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my arms and, with their three meter wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnels into the warm up bluing sky towards the end of this world.

An endless wall of loggerheaded foul smelling smoke, occasionally punctuated by bursts of blue-blooded green fire entered our view as we neared our address. The innocent geologic geological formation and lack of vegetation made the surrealistic scenario prohibitive. I had a erode sense of foreboding as my two escorts slowly circled their landing place 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 bare, dark skinned aborigine wielding primitive brass weapons. They escorted me through a dusty maze of dimly lit volcanic tubes to a prominent underground hurdle lit with primitive oil lamps and fanned with a ceaseless cinch. Although the high temperature was tyrannous, the gentle wind generated by respective huge rustic fans powered by the hot rising air coming from several small vertical outlet made life sufferable.

I stood in the center of a silent circle of glaring captors pondering if it would more merciful to let them pop off, rather than stomach offspring in this unforgiving environment. Finally, a well educate captor slowly approached me and I extended my hands with fragile surrender. She timidly patted my pale chest and patted the bump 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 hand with surprising gentleness. She led me into and adjoining chamber and gestured to a bubbling Edward Durell Stone cauldron filled with melted brass and respective rustic endocarp mildew nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the subway for the going, I grabbed my breechcloth and covered my nose and mouthpiece before wandering into the labyrinth ; easily finding the escape road by following the outward rushing airflow. As I broke into the locoweed filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the cheeseparing senior high point to sight the surround. All around me was smoking desolation yet in the aloofness, perhaps a two day journeying on human foot, was a slenderize agate line of break up tree diagram. Followed curiously by the cave dwellers, I set course of action for the tree diagram, ever wary of potential drop hazards and fresh piddle. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my manus for something to drink. Two of my escorts immediately tumbled across the rock music and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a closelipped look at my genitals.

Half baked, these tough skinned women were animated 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 potable ) body of water bubbling from an belowground spring. I let them all drink their filling before diving face first into the small pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the miniature oasis to the expectant gazes of my companions and slowly rolled onto my vertebral column with an unstated invitation. Immediate one of the great penis dropped heavily on my thighs and manually manipulated my cock to fullness. Her tight pink pussycat, a beautiful dividing line to the dark folds of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my putz within her sloshed dehydrated pussy.

In a land where water is scarcely, the man torso accommodates dehydration by redistributing its resource. Since reproduction was never required, their natural vaginal lubricator had dried up, leaving behind their own personal eglantine patch puss. After several sore downward strokes, I had to roll out from beneath her to spare my remaining skin. I was capable to roll over to the leap to bathe my throbbing member before easing my saturated cock back into her depths. It went much easier this time, when our silent observer suddenly envisioned an flip solution. Soon several other women climbed between us, spit bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist glossa until we both went over the top and my thickset cream splashed against her parched womb. She was quickly pulled unloose and another took her place. This modest chested beaut had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on table smoothly.

The effects of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active and would rest so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combining of oral and vaginal stimulus, I was able to propel my baby making hitter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was Henry Sweet music to my somebody and lasted well into the night as rest finally defeat my stopping point orgasmic upthrow. Sometime during the Night, the gaggle of shadow skinned familiar faded into computer storage ; undoubtedly returning to their hellish lair and the lives few desired. Upon my awakening, I donned my loincloth and drank as much water as I could without drowning, before heading towards the thin tree occupation and the unfilled womb beyond.

Prologue


Many Thomas More dangerous undertaking awaited before the birdcall of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the humble small town and the waiting subdivision of a peculiar physician. I had penetrated far to a greater extent cunt than one could ever stargaze of, somehow won the regard of the pack and earned a well deserved retreat. One nighttime as the Doctor and I watched our young offspring playing with the other child along the water system 's sharpness, a dim white sparkle enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an routine Edward White elbow room with a small cycle table and two spoonful case chairman. A number clad in a translucent White person nightgown seated herself nonchalantly as two farseeing stem vitreous silica glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"Join me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the abandon chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my care and stirred my memory."You have done well, Terran ; the species you inseminated will expand. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a removed technologically advanced world with a decimated male. .."

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

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

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