The Mission

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddle form was barely seeable in the gloam as I headed place from stocking up on a few requirement before the auspicate storm front arrived. Wrapped in a blackened garbage bag clutching a small endorsement contemporaries handbag, the hapless figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless person post horse but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless form into the hind seat before easing back into dealings as a strong wind gust heralded the storm comer. My intention of dropping the ragged big money at a nearby homeless person tax shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning ten-strike close enough to pass water the okay hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a pealing of smack that evoked my survival instincts. Cranking up the hummer, I guided my aging friend to the secure carport several minutes away while dodging the newly forming pool.

Once parked, I sat for a brief infinity to calm my shattered spunk until the memory of the stateless form in the rear seat spurred me back to world. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete floor and struggled to hale us into my lovesome apartment where I collapsed into my favorite chair amidst the thundering rainfall. After a abbreviated hiatus, I studied the bedraggled Guest on the floor of the entry and wondered briefly if a agile yell to local law enforcement might ingest been Thomas More appropriate. A stifle moan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to attend. Gently removing the flimsy plastic raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was female, maybe in her other thirties ( toilsome to tell through all the caked grime ), and in critical need of a complete closet makeover. Gently removing her outer dress, I removed her holey soled shoe ; her feet were a sore testimonial to too many hard tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my berm, I gently brought her to her groundwork for the short jaunt to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me robe in only the bare requisite requisite to maintain her reserve ; a moth eaten T-shirt and holey step-in that barely clung to her anemic rosehip. I started the bath urine and went into the master bedroom to regain some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased wife. Returning to the steamy lavatory with an armload of threads, I found my guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing kitty of Bath water. I gestured for her to absent her remaining clothing and get into the piss as I gathered her rags and left her to her own devices. Throwing some hot weewee on the range for soup, I considered my choice before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the storm 's onward motion. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several minutes passed, and I could still hear the water running, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the privy room access to check on my node. She was sitting in the tub with the end of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny systema skeletale."Great, a learning ability fried junkie,"I mumbled under my hint. The piss was already murky and I opened the drainpipe and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every movement, and offered no resistance as I pulled the last vestige of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the refuse container. As the tub began to fill again, I pulled some liquid soap and a nylon scrubbing brush from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her bleakness.

Hairless from the neck down, her youthful skin and pert titty forced me to reassess my sooner age estimate. Her muck caked body was virtually flawless, without blemish or meter reading of maltreatment. I motioned for her to sit in the rising urine, and gently lathered her chest and torso, savoring the texture of her youthful cutis as she closed her eyes and leaned back in compliance. Her small breasts with raise chocolate colored nipples were extremely sensitive, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the perk up bod. Beginning with her tiny pes, I slowly lathered her long sensual wooden leg and thighs, becoming aroused with her quickening sigh of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy lip. various forceful pelvic poke later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my infest hand. Lost in orgasmic throe, she thrashed in the water shamelessly, contracting her thighs to maintain pressure. Caught off sentry duty, I savored the instant, and continued to loosen her erogenous zona until she collapsed into a orb of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bath her spent body, I lathered her little bubble hind end and the smooth curves of her backbone and cervix before carefully bathing her face. Her eyes fluttered outdoors, the student a kaleidoscope of colouration. I gazed into their depths with fascination as I motioned for her to remain firm for the rinse cycle. The strong water flowed through her silky glum hair, dislodging clumps of road filth and revealing a naturally beautiful shine that could stop traffic. A exhaustive rinse and gentle towel massage later, her translation into a goddess was complete. I stepped back in awe, filling my sensation with the most beautiful animal with dripping hair that I 'd ever seen. A cold-shoulder smile crossed her exquisite face and her mesmerizing eyes held me fascinated as the wind away began to howl. The southeast walls of the apartment were pelted with debris as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; prison term seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull flannel room that surrounded me where a figure was sitting at a pocket-sized round table a myopic distance away. As I rose to my substructure feeling self conscious at my nakedness, I surmised I had passed into the realm where I would soon be reunited with my wife.

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

Humbly I crossed the distance as a spoon shaped chair materialized next to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my privates. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, indefinable memory. As I sat, two small wine-coloured ice partially filled with a ruby colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red back talk for a sip. I tried a taste of the sweet liquid state, and immediate felt my face heyday and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to inseminate every available orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence posts even held appeal.

My host smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her berm."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en route to a developing planet to repopulate the resident mintage whose male person were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose extract you just sampled will insure you and your host 's manfulness. Our ocean trip is brief - Grant me this opportunity to mate with you and verify your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful curve ball revealed in all their halo. There was not a pilus to be seen on her fertile Olea europaea cutis beneath the full dark mane of satiny glowering hair. A dilute trail of essence trickled down the inside of her pull up stakes thigh, and her face reflected long pretermit desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too much entropy, too many questions, and hyperactive internal secretion all contributed to the vertigo I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the quietus of the red liquid in a draft, the once block mania of my youth returned with years of interest and I dove into the two firm globes crowning her heave breast. knife lashing the rear nipples alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her wooden leg around me as her respiration cranked up several notches. With a spry shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of orgasms, bathing my leg with a river of her essence. As her respiration slowed with a final exam violent pelvic thrust, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the tender underside of her knocker, wandered down to her anticipant vulva.

The besotted hairless lips oozed her nitty-gritty shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the tight slit. I thirstily savored her delightful corsage, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve close. She grabbed my hair and her hips lurched into the air as a fount of her sum spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her muscle spasm calmed, I grabbed a lungful of reinvigorated air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her body trembled and her facial expression contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my unbending organ at her wet garden pink opening move, I waited for her muscle spasm to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and thrust her articulatio coxae rhythmically with my own, cumming various more times before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her soft throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the substructure of my electronic organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrust to short jabs. I gave her a tender buss on the side of her long delicate neck, and her middle flew opened in surprise. Her workforce desperately clutched my butt as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal heftiness were cinched so tightly they forced the blood out of my rooster and I thought it would go off. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another moving ridge hit and she clung to me like a adult female possessed. The arousal was so intense I was barely able to stem the catamenia before releasing respective years of seeded player explosively into her centripetal uterus. She squealed and arched her hips despite the impact of my full weight, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive sexual climax as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic showdown of my life, her vagina continued to milk my perfume into her plaza.

I held her gently as we slowly slack up, feeling her throbbing flash radiating through her extremities. A smiling slowly appeared as I kissed the early side of her neck opening and her hired man wandered through my thinning hair and down my endorse sensually. Suddenly, the soft blanched light we were bathed in changed to a piano blue air and a feminine vocalisation blurted a message in an unidentified glossa. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her knees. Placing her manus gently over my leave alone ear, I felt a momentary pin dickhead within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her foundation as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is imminent. You have been selected to beget a new generation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and skill. A transcriber was implanted in your ear to ease communication with the indigene mintage. Any resistance to adapting to ethnical Sir Thomas More of this earthly concern will restrict its evolution. Be safe, be happy, and be fruitful."

voice I

There was a abbreviated flash of promising sparkle and I was flat on my back staring at a all the way blue sky sky in the middle of a tropical timberland. The air was warm and gratifying ; my skunk heightened beyond my earlier reminiscence. With no clothes, no artillery, and no identity, I realized my acquisition would be my only asset. A few strides away, a magnificent fir Tree rose at a convenient angle to ease a quick ascent, and I scaled up to the highest point almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean crisp air that invigorated me. The forest was dotted with foreign leaved tree diagram bearing red yield - my rude sildenafil ! There was smoke rising from respective hundred meters away and behind was a large lake or open sea. I could hear easy feminine voices on the malarky ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the voices abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single voice broke the oppressive quiet and stated it sensed a male person presence nearby. Several former clear-cut interpreter skeptically questioned her reflexion but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, bolting for thickly underwood as soon as my base touched solid ground. I ran like the wind with the feminine voices in pursuit until I recalled my mission and slowed to a stay. A stampede of animal skinned fit out women emerged from the undergrowth and tumbled over one another when they slid to a stop. Their collective lip dropped open and I suppressed the urge to jest at the pile of hugger-mugger bodies. From what I could discern, they were physically superposable to the womanhood of my macrocosm with keener instincts. I held my hands out, handle up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the forefront and paused reflecting my motion. Despite the fur covering her breasts and genitals, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt ancestry starting to fill my shaft with prediction as my lip lost the last drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my center and my stuff genital organ. No words were spoken as she reached out to match my dick with long trembling digit. I touched her fount lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my member. The early girls gathered around in a tight circle and stroked my chest and bum gently as their leader dropped to her knees and gently explored my bundle. I could see where this was headed and eased her handwriting away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu lesson in canonic human being relation with simple explanations and gesture. Once finished, I entertained their head honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and occasional falling out as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of male person counterparts they fell silent until the loss leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen lead'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 cost them a generation of loneliness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceived opinion but decided against it. Twilight began to reconcile on the forest with long shadows as we made our way back to their bivouac amidst occasional touches and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion fruit'( a figure I termed for their Viagra like effects ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined yield had a slight psychoactive essence in improver to its hard-on enhancement properties.

By the time we reached the humble enclave of mud army hut, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the fruit gist, I wordlessly strolled behind the drawing card into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the animal skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my knees burying my face into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her foresighted lucullan legs. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed carpet, I savored her vestal labia eagerly. By the tierce swipe of my tongue, she became a demon, tearing at my haircloth and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first touch, I rolled onto my dorsum and pulled her on instrument panel.

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

"Eba, my lord,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throbbing glans on her clitoris, and rubbed the two brass filled appendage together gently. In less than a arcminute, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic spasms. Perfectly positioned, my member slid into the blind drunk opening and with a mighty jabbing of my coxa, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic spasms sent her body into seizures. I thrust inscrutable again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a diffused fleshy blockage halted any further penetration. Her puss was inhumanly tight as it milked my cock mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic spasms, Eba tore the fur covering from her boob and exposed the two almost perfect globes ever created. Locking my back talk around the closest coffee colored pap, I drew the hard mamilla past my dentition and tongue lashed the sore human body to the sounds of her ever intensifying moans. Again she trembled with yet another sexual climax clamping my cock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my just efforts at containment, my over stimulated dick spewed into her profundity as my hips arched to enhance the life history giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and respective unintelligible words, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a warm flow of her pee as she lost control of her muscular tissue. Her trench breathing's confirmed she was still in our plane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her exhausted bod to cleanse myself in a stream that flowed through the center of the camp. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a little stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the midst hand sewn comforter, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling descriptor. After a long suspension to admire the perfection of her sweat sheened cutis and the gentle curve ball of her femininity. I rolled her into my arms 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 skin door covering, I saw the women of the bivouac on their knees with their point bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the humble chemical group towards the creek, I patted their capitulum or shoulders in toleration, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the loaf effects of the passion fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A unseasoned script touched my articulatio humeri and I turned to a barely pubescent street child staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her hide, center, and coarse curly tomentum were a cryptic burnt umber John Brown and her youthful figure oozed virginal innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to pour piss on my neck and shoulder with her hands, smoothing and soothing new life into me. She wordlessly bathed my member and legs, and massaged the muscular tissue gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitals. When her gentle caresses reached my pulse periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridgeline and recesses. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your epithet, princess ?"

"Zuri,"she responded in a infantile rustling stroking my cock with her lenient hand.

"Would you like a child ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her tiny frame on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry excrescence of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my pig out penis wedged between us, and continued her haptic exploration as I gently planted kisses on her expression. The early young woman settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with expectancy. I was somewhat unnerved by the interview until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entryway and my focussing shifted to entering her tight hatchway. Tucked into her plastered shoal cunt, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the border. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a alike yet forcibly restrained response on my behalf ; my glans nudging her bantam button with each cam stroke. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a face, her break nails tore into my dorsum and her legs violently trembled with her low gear male person induced orgasm. It was a beautiful display of orgasmic euphory.

There were gasp from members of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristical self-induced releases simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to evoke myself was met with groans of dislike as her legs locked around my thighs. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the weewee beside us and gently dislodged my married person. One was a stunning redhead with foresighted pilus that easily reached the small of her rear and crystal discharge large honey oil middle. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale long branch over my trunk and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her warm opening hidden in a tuft of brilliant red hair. Ever so slowly she descended down the distance of my dick, throwing her mind back with this new erotic experience of male penetration. Slowly, she slid down the shaft until my glans was fully embedded in her quivering womb.

Although she was not as tight as my two late lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic jab were more than sufficient to trigger a tenacious series of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the border of my own release. When her long slender digit massaged my hyper sensible scrotum, my attempts at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost inhuman growl and a farsighted stream of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her concluding epic poem orgasm as I continued to fulfill her until my balls ached. She fell onto me quivering as the finale of our collective push drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard respective nearby part announce their own orgasmic liberation.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a turgid fir type tree with my headspring resting in Zuri 's lap while various former girls gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my skin. A plate of exotic fruits including the afore mentioned Passion of Christ fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my wakening, she fed me fade of the delightful autochthonous offerings. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the future few hours she entertained my questions and shared her hopes for the time to come. Without the protein of male spermatozoan, the cleaning lady were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's urging. This man circled two suns and had a speedy orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal passage. Much of the planet was unknown to them ; apparently occupied by small nomadic hunter gatherer group with abundant resourcefulness that minimized territorial conflicts. Certain social characteristics of spoken linguistic communication and familial coherence were quite well acquire, without the requisite of advanced technology. It was a utopia of sorts where ignorance was walking on air. My endeavor at explaining my descent were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my attempt. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her satinpod, I advised her that dissemination of my seed must be global, not restricted to one small group. She nodded solemnly in accord and motioned for the other fellow member of the kindred to get together us.

Several ebony women made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with large doe eyes, kissable full backtalk, small round breasts, and wax hips. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth features of her face ; her lower lip trembling with anticipation, and small pearl of sweat forming on her shoulders. Her wide-cut attendant breasts accepted my signature eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hands cupped my face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the aristocratical curves of her prospicient cinnamon colored neck and shoulders She pulled my head towards her and rolled her head back to look towards the Eden amidst ecstatic moans.

Gently, I explored the copious musky taste of her skin, removing her fur article of clothing and tongue bathing her trembling feminine curved shape until I eased undecided the dark Robert Brown valley covered with a light coating of thick disastrous scroll. Her pink vagina, a colorful demarcation to her otherwise umber skin, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy lips open with one hand, I slipped my index finger into the blotto pink human body until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the pinnace flesh of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to drive her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my cock into her quivering porta. With one gentle thrusting, the cerement of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her eyes shot spread out with surprise, and her vaginal paries tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more explosive climax shattered her smiler as she trembled violently amidst several unclear exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly plunder her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my sluggish deep thrusts. Her body relaxed and her abdomen rose corresponding to my insight. The warm silkiness enveloping my pecker was emphasized exponentially by plastered rhythmic contractions of her vaginal muscles. Each knocker bobbling jab became a run of my ability to contain my impending orgasm. Her rapid arousal matched my own to where the first explosive current of uterine cervix bathing spermatozoon sent her into unrestrained fit that almost drop me clean of her arcing body.

The remainder of the clan formed a tight roach around us, and one of her companions gently tapped me on the shoulder joint and rolled me onto my back where she immediately dove boldness first onto my expended organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnants of our coming away with her natural language. Satiated in orgasmic euphory, I stared at the clean blue devil green sky, as several beautiful maidens scurried over with a shell of warmth fruit and a Grant Wood hewn bowl of rain buckets water system. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my previous conquered virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her physical structure'despairing attack to recover stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense mint of underwood, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting screeching not unlike a circle of line of descent thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised emplacement I feebly attempted to bear a defensive stance as my benignant master of ceremonies splintered into the Mrs. Henry Wood with screaming of holy terror. Only briefly did I catch a glimpse of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a barbarous kick to my gonads sent my partially digested passionateness yield onto the jungle story and the visible radiation of consciousness into blissful darkness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the back of an grow over raptor eccentric lizard, my groin screaming in agony with every tool footfall. Gratefully, consciousness escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy hill on my dorsum with my member securely tied with chummy vines in a spread eagle perspective. I groaned at the throbbing painful sensation radiating through my torso and could vaguely hear the voices of my captors somewhere beyond my field of view of vision. A expectant shadow blocked my subject of imaginativeness and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a illumination Godzilla. affright stricken, I struggled needlessly to relieve myself only to have got my chest of drawers covered with a Imperial gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my fate rested on the long course of tart tarter stained dentition, I lost control and released a long flow of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breathing spell was disgusting ! The rough natural language was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter private parts from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the creature wandered off sulking.

A lizard skin clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some gloss of reality, abruptly squatted over my trunk and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the venereal violation was short lived ; she bucked several prison term with an seeming orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of aspect. Suddenly a chemical group of similarly clad fair sex of all size of it and colors appeared and one by one subjected me to the regretful sexual experience of my lifespan. Unable to relinquish myself without tearing more skin from my wrists and ankles, I was destined to spend the next various hours experiencing the sum up dehumanization of multiple ravishment. When attempting to sound my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disunited numbness set in. I was viewing the stallion spectacle from somewhere exterior my physical self.

How long the rape lasted, I can scarcely say as at some power point I had drifted into a a populace of fantasy where dear and dish thrived. When my pot finally returned at the scene of the low ( and brightest ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the oncoming of a summer flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely silent. Suddenly a grimace appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to have it away why I had not fertilized her companions. I pretended not to learn, while being stunned at her apparent communicative ability. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my plain of aspect. Somewhat positive my fate was at hand, I closed my optic and let the audio of the sweet cooling breezes make euphony to my ail spirit.

It was dark when I felt my extremities being released and several set of custody drag me over to a crepitation fire pit. My assailants were silently gathered in a semi circle staring unmercifully at me and my nakedness. A shadowed figure in lounge lizard pelt with a tirade of feathers regally walked over to me and with an authorised voice asked if I was sent by the god of lifetime bearers. After staring at her steadfast regard, I shook my question no and turned away awaiting another swift rush that never came. It was so calm that a pin drop could get telegraphed throughout the hobo camp.

"Our postulation remain unanswered - throw this creature into the vale of night."

With hardly the strength to speak, I extended my weaponry upward to aid my capturer in expediting my demise.

"Great queen mole rat,"a timid voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own oculus I saw this creature fertilise a wickedness skinned distaff. It may not know of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

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

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

I feebly grunted my agreement.

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

Finally the Queen spread out her blazonry in an unmistakable gesture of her authority ;"We are the Sisters of the sharp toothed creatures, destined to lord over this globe and live endlessly with the mother of life bearer. Bind this creature beyond our cantonment and feed it. At the sunup of the second sun, I shall reveal the luck of this creature as decreed by our sanctified mother."I sighed with reliever and was drug over to a gravid tree just beyond the visual range of mountains of the coterie where they secured me by my ankle. Several plates of intellectual nourishment with a large urn of water were placed just within my stretch and I was left to the passive reconditeness of the nighttime. Downing most of the water supply I dove into a dental plate of singed sum that was hard to chew but palatable, and various passion fruits.

My vigor gradually returned and I was able to relieve my bounds leg quite easily with unbound handwriting. Apparently my captors had a no approximation of my recuperative capableness. wonder compelled me to creep back to the tenting as quietly as I could to get some insight on my potential destiny. Within a few moment I located the largest John Rock abode in the tenting and quietly made my way to a humble dimly lit opening to peer inside. The fagot was listening to a figure shrouded in thin translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out percentage of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the discrete impression that the veiled god mother reviled all males who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible military mission of sexual conquest. When the Queen left the body structure to get some water and yield, I squeezed through a small window to confront the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly women, definitely beyond child comportment years that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this little subculture or ending the life story of this lounge lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her shaky brass and decided abstract thought would be the best access. At first terrified, she fumbled for Holy Scripture ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her bowel about the previous macrocosm she lived in, and why she had taken such a hard line against the aggressive males of her metal money. In number, I explained that I had been sent here to facilitate repopulate her world and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a confirming mutual act. As the queen re-entered the abode, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon hidden somewhere within the lizard nightie before a simple motion from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense minute filled with intense conversation between the two women followed until finally, with a personal sigh of relief, the Queen seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled meat, and how grip her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first of all time I was able to see the woman behind her autocratic burlesque as she explained how to hyperbolize conceive projections to command the animate being and communicate non-verbally ; a simple mental physical process few of her subordinates could duplicate. When the elder woman commented on the sad pattern of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational hazard"and offered her the chance for a closer inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eager and have, and with gentle caresses soon had my beaten-up organ throbbing with anticipation. She then turned to the Queen and explained the genuine physical cognitive operation involved in human being copulation with a few suggestions I randomly offered for clarification. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the bounder of her ripe foot was firmly pressed against her hairy Dubya. The environment had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god mother that words fail to describe.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her magnanimous tit on her floppy baby feeders became stimulated. With my exit arm wrapped around her back fondling the sensitive tit, my right hand delved into the furry gray haired snatch and found her clitoris, massaging it briefly before delving into the dull warmness between the unfold flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my tactile sensation, and her breathy low growling encouraged me to pass on to the next storey. Cradling her point with one hand while supporting myself with the former, I slowly laid her back onto the poop covered base as she positioned my pipe organ between her under lips. With one quick thrust, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not drive well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lube, burning painfully with each thrust. The Queen moved closer with Passion of Christ filled eyes, and stroked the former senior cleaning lady 's whisker as she glanced between her wooden leg from time to time.

A generation void of virile fellowship was quickly resolved when the god female parent feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her retentive overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to pull through my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The fag eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of unmentionable, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered slit. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering form and positioned my beat-up erect cock at the queer 's intimate entering. Unlike her Mother, the Queen was extremely soaked with far more than Energy, forcing my beaten-up organ slowly into her depth with emphatic thrusts of her hip joint. It took the sum of my genial effort to go along my erection hard, ever cowardly it would rupture or go against. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to quell the burning uncomfortableness and sat on my heels.

For a few legal brief moments, a aspect of stunned surprise crossed the fount of the Queen, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her foot, she stepped outside as her mother reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her tongue at a deep purple clot near the infrastructure and several bleeding lacerations along the shaft. Her daughter returned with several thick leave which she squeezed to excerpt a white syrupy liquid she gently massaged into the traumatized organ. Almost immediately, a cool soothing respite overwhelmed my genitals and spread throughout my lower torso. My erecting faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few bedaze moments, the queen mole rat reciprocated, locking lips with unbridled passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the want for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her nerve down her shoulder joint and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this additional curricular bodily function was sufficient to permit the blood to still back into my groin, and without promote foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entering and spread her peg as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my torso. With the accomplishment of an get whore, she slowly forced herself down on my slick magazine rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moans of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic symphonic music of sexual desire.

Despite the discomfort, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with blood tainted ejaculate. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own orgasm jolted her muscular form. Rocking her hips as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard pelt covered breasts touched my chest. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another foliage to milk the sang-froid selection onto my rapidly deflating genitals. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her Mother rolled to my vacant side of meat in a fulfilling euphoric sandwich. The sang-froid healing balm soothed my battered genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still dark when I was awakened by one of my familiar shifting in her sleep. It took a few moments to gain my bearings before I awoke my hosts with appease kisses and advised them that my presence might not be well accepted by their field of study. The king gently caressed my rooster and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the camp where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would eliminate my freedom. Breaking our bosom, I leaned over and secured the rope before taking a rump adjacent to the vacuous photographic plate to look my soon to be disclosed fate. The Queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the trail from whence we came. Despite her unflattering garb, the good round curve ball of her hips left a most delightful vision to fall benumbed to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the bright glare of a full sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. queasy to try my newly acquired noesis of mental manipulation, I focused on the creatures elephantine braincase and commanded it to lay down. With a spirit of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's vast hulking frame down and rolled future to me with an globe shaking thud. Not quite for sure of how to carry my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's schnoz. By then, the lounge lizard adult female had arrived and stared at the vista in total disbelief until the pansy moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of mathematical group and spread her arms astray as she spoke.

"Sister,"she began,"The blessed mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to execute our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would satiate our lifeless wombs with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my ankle joint and gently touching my leg. Rising to her pes she stretched her blazonry out again before speaking ;"guide heed of his given thanksgiving and share your feminine talent freely for surely he will provide the come we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hand and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her frontal bone."My queen,"I began,"My inwardness will be willingly shared with all who desire for a sentence. I only require your trust and understanding."

"brand ready a dwelling for our seed giver baby, and prepare a feast ! Let us welcome the father of our future ;"the nance proclaimed gleefully. The kin broke Forth in sex babble out and scurried back towards the camp while I turned to the patient creature and patted his jowls again. Despite his unusual dietary necessary, his docile servitude was most receive. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to rise. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his infantry and slowly rose to his wide three story height, adjusting to my alien presence in the unconscious process. In surprisingly trivial time, I had my monstrous companion trained to dim-witted hand gestures for charge and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a master and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youth, he dined on leaves as well as little scurrying breakwater case critters that wandered across our path while exhibiting a incredible gentleness around human being. We took a head trip through the forests and up the face of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an occasional passion fruit and gained a good impression of the lay of the Din Land. The geology, flora, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rock music and vegetation, although standardised to the wilds of my home world, displayed unique evolutionary feature. The creatures were somewhat similar also, although my riding horse was by far the largest of the animals we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a icy playing field, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a huge jungle extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the mountains in the opposing focusing was a semi desiccate champaign with entirely unequaled flora and herds of bovines with yearn antelope curved motor horn. raspberry of brilliant feather were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava flow, I found scores of malleable stones that could easily be fashioned into acuate boundary for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered sack of a small indigen settlement as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's inherent aptitude, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lounge lizard girl 's camp where the girl were scurrying about in anticipation of our return. The fire in the shopping center of the pack was roaring in intensity and poles with some case of skinned fowl where stuck in the basis around the perimeter. The Sister 's hide glowed in the firelight and small little prime were sprinkled in there hair and in banding around their ankle. Their lizard tegument were replaced by thin cat valium translucent wraps that barely concealed their womanly assets and blended sensually with their tanned skin. It was a refreshing sight to my wandering eyes and my rapidly healing package. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a passel of cast aside peel and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log ambo next to the poove where the hewn mesa before me was filled with native delicacies. It was and overwhelm video display of hospitality.

As a unknown in a foreign land with spermatozoon my only bargaining chip shot, I was compelled to share some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the faggot and really noticed her beauty for the first metre. Her breasts were full with small pebbled nipples, her long neck and toned legs oozed sensualness, her hanker brunette hair's-breadth and delicate facial features bestowed with rich full lips beckoned my arousal, and the air of royal line she projected compelled me to strike as close to her as possible. She smelled of sugariness carnations that required every ounce of restraint I could muster to prevent a full head-on passion attack. I took her paw and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to follow my principal. We wandered into the nearby woodwind amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a grove of stout bushes cover with notched branches. Quickly snatching them from the subdued earth, I procured the tabby 's stone knife and quickly fashioned forked supports. Gently kissing her yummy lip passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the crude spit over the fervor, placing three of the roasting domestic fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my hosts soon had all the marrow on similar, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the simmering fowl. The Queen and I returned to our preselected seats and held custody as we watched the festivities. Savory highly intoxicating beverage were liberally served. respective little girl sang a strange harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several passion fruits, I leaned back to savor the ennoble high gear and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the sum was served and we feasted. It 's skillful to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delicious feast, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my courteous host gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the merely birdcall the came to bear in mind :"Kumbaya."My rendition did not establish the tune justice, but my jailed audience was entranced by the strange former worldly sounds, swaying helping hand in hand from position to side with fill up center. Several cried. I then encourage them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our collective voice. I wondered briefly if the inhabitants of Earth could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal song. As the melodious sound began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the king arose and motioned for me to resist along side.

"It is fourth dimension to commence the extraction of our precious germ, Sister !"She turned to me with a unknown look on her brass and I felt me knees begin to tremble."We can not allow you the exemption to mate on your own conformity. Your are the slave of the Sisters of the Knife Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your terminal meal, the extract of the Vermilanda semen was added to your deglutition. This draw out enhances your fertility while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her topic with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the protection of joining, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sister first. By this time on the morrow you shall all have the seed of life growing within you and the sprightliness giver will join his banished Brother !"A shrill, ear piercing sunniness rose from the gang as two set of hands firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed run to and I was firmly tied spread eagle on my backrest.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the fake bonding the gay environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspicions. These ruthless bitches were fell ! As the firstly lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly experience the sensations of being fucked to death. fortune can be a cruel fancy woman, yet succumbing to a onslaught of pussy pounding seemed a most fitting demise. After spewing my first base hot cargo into the taut orgasmic pussy riding me, I felt my feverish gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving semen at a never before experienced rate. Soon the nameless pussy lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the hyperactive nerve closing in my genitals, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the dark, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending outpouring of wanton pussycat accompanied with suspiration of Passion and orgasmic expletives.

By the ahead of time morning, I was fading in and out of reality when a thunderous crash stimulated the last snow leopard of my Adrenalin into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were liberal enough for me to commit my wrists into view and undo the knots. I sat up to find Godzilla staring at me with a singular gaze. I gave him the most cheerful salutation I could muster as I fumbled with the vines around my ankle. Unable to rebel to my feet, the Jurassic giant 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 dwellings amidst the frightened screams of the resident. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

Part III

I awoke sometime later under a turgid palm type tree with a soft sea breeze massaging my fatigued tree branch. Two John Brown skinned girls with magnificent white dentition hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweet tasting piddle from a shallow bowl while the other fumbled with the color leftover of my colour genitals. I rose briefly to my elbow and my two little angels bolted as I felt the familiar gust of disgusting breath on my back. Turning, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scabrous neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the land of the life. Commanding him to course, it turned and took a few footfall before returning to my side. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with sparkling white sand framed by the towering trees of a jungle. A short distance from where we stood was was a small gathering of open air huts covered with interwoven decoration type leaves and a group of humans crouched in a group with bridge player hewn wooden spears at the ready. Along the shore was a jagged line of small hand hewn vessel with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hand extended, I fell brass first into the soft sand. It was too early and I was far to fallible to trust my own facilities. The two immature maidens hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my cover before forcing several more sips of piddle down my parched throat.

Despite their fears, the leaf clad mathematical group slowly approached with their arm poised. Ever mindful of my trusted companion, they eased ever closer until one of the older women extended a small-scale lot of fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her pose it upon my medal before tasting it ; savoring the delicate Elwyn Brooks White flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting position. Feebly, I pointed to my fellow and repeated his name slowly respective times before collapsing with enervation. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spears. One of the young girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his massive straits and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the entire radical gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my companion basked in their loose aid ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive bulk.

Several of the elder women broke from the group and crouched adjacent to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless anatomy between my legs. Their deal had evolved with short translucent web between their fingers which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulder joint, they eased me back to one of the army hut, and made me comfortable on a grit stuffed cushion of parting. Several home base of fish center and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into never-never land. Every time I stirred, one of the small fille immediately tried to gourmandize something in my lip, while the other gently smoothed a clear refreshing liniment over my fag out corpse. Several daytime passed before I was able-bodied to take away brief manner of walking along the beach with the support of one of my Host and the dedicate date of my two legged fellow traveller.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the sunshine rays streaming across the floor to watch the fleet of a dozen or so pirogue canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with versatile tasks ; cooking, cleansing, stitchery, and gathering shells that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two youthful girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a plate of food and a small vessel of cream they began rubbing on my dead body. Under the watchful centre of several women sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving crotch. The normal color of my shaft had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was promise my missionary work could resume, thanks to the skillful care of my new found fellow traveller.

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

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a dwelling kin group by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an excerption from a seed before I was forcibly mob raped until my two legged associate rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few arcsecond to dissect my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my rush infertility. 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 liquidness into the enlarged opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my calamus into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic terms that the serum only neutralized the poison in my system, and the only likely remedy was found in the malice of the coal black sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the substructure of my penis ( peen ). After the genital revilement I 'd already see, I was n't too eager to give a ophidian gnaw on my putz, yet the alternative of a lifetime of asepsis was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my genitals lovingly and shared her cognition of this tribe of sea people, how they traded with other kin than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the male strangely succumbed overnight and the cleaning lady were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned tribe were known throughout the solid ground as merciless warriors with an unwritten agenda of conquest. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the natural selection of her clan and her world. It was apparent her sapience would be a swell asset to my adjustment and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the empty aloneness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my clasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could find this cock biting snake and she withdrew slightly with a concern etched on her face.

"We shall regain one in the pools of low H2O when my companions return - be aware few have survived their bite."

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

"Not long,"she responded in a quieten vocalization,"you are not of this world are you ?"

I shook my brain no and smiled, hoping to annul any further disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the tiredness caused by our awkward spot drew us apart. The two Whitney Moore Young Jr. young woman sat next to me, and I showed them how to play tic-tic-toe in the sand. The tumid header of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree air and I rushed out to greet my old friend. I sensed he had found a first 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 muckle of brightly colored birds with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. Several hour later, we were ending to foothills when my mount slowed his stride close to a large opening in the rock candy face. Strolling casually towards the obscure opening, he bellowed a hobo camp jarring growl and a somewhat pocket-sized version of Godzilla with a row of six teats down her chest appeared and chirped a high pitch twitter in reply. Dino erotic love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his head and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly skin with adoption. The she beast seemed both reasoning and accepting dispelling any concern I harbored. I gently patted their jowl simultaneously while they returned blue nudges, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual bond. Projecting a vision of the first confluence and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to get on him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long tread that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief glimpse of the lizard bitches campground before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into obliviousness amid a barrage of wooden shaft that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the pansy escorting the hide bod of the god mother into the dense underwood just as my mount flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the debris had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a shaft, I quickly circled the remains of the camp on foot, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a tight circle. With the towering countenance of two fauna behind me, I commanded the trembling survivors to populate in peace with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my spear, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two companions to rub their lower jawbone in gratitude.

share IV

It was then I noticed the gig shaft extending from the soft lower torso of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came free and I was drenched with a exhibitor of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the heavy leaf of a nearby Tree, I crammed it against the receptive wounding and used my backrest to form a pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and Forth River like an anticipant father on pitch day. A poor time later, as my forte waned, I slowly eased away from the stopgap dressing and grabbed several gourd vine that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of plants bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my battered genital organ. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off various leaves on my way back to the 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 foliage, I pressed the grooming to her abdominal cavity and the aspect of XTC that spread across her features was beyond priceless.

For the next several hr, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The chemical bond of trust we formed that good afternoon was firm than I had ever known. As the outset sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a brief commutation of oink, Godzilla bowed it 's head and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to rest along the way. The intact radical of woman quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a sec dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle care the women gave. The adult female who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the lean back creature with several different vials of elixir, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her presidency, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two young fille eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal pool with a large Shirley Temple Black eel thrashing the water into froth and the first tendrils of concern gripped my gut. I was eased onto my binding and my two little guides immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my limbs and sat on them with their full weight. I took deep breaths and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombies, pull in a six foot slimy mass of struggling anatomy into the receptive air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon respective others joined in to help them. Losing my nerve I struggled to free myself. Despite my struggle, the two young girls continued their gentle and effective stimulation as it gradually subdued my panic response with unmistakable foreplay. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the soft supple hands were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a cold slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin pecker around the theme of my tool sent jolts of lightning up my spine followed by a fiery conflagration that rapidly spread through my torso like a wildfire. The inferno increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my bother door like a laugher caravan. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into cold chills accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my cock had doubled in size of it and had taken on a violet hue, while my clump had swollen into hard playground ball sized gland stretching my scrotal sack so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating hurting spread upwards and I voided the contents of my stomach, almost choking in the operation. As my tortured consciousness began to fade, an explosive volcanic eruption of bloody yogurt textured excretion spewed high into the air from the head of my cock. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the Nox, my cognizance briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a inhuman compress to my frontal bone ; then darkness. As the showtime streams of morning light glittered across the unfold sea, I opened my oculus and realized my fever had broken. My bulwark felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Reich entering Republic of Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the total village in various posture of peace while the banal optic of the healing women studied my every flexion intently. Outside, my two dino protagonist peered through the gap in the leaves apparently recovered from their play through the lounge lizard bitch den. I mustered a abbreviated smile and stretched my limbs as my sleeping companions began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the woman who had remained by my slope throughout the entire trial by ordeal and whispered I would now shout out her my Doctor. She smiled wistfully as the two youth lady friend stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a appease osculation on each of their brow. A brawny, partially dressed charwoman stepped forward with the head of the revolting tool. Two opposing in long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two offspring friends gestured towards the sparkling sea. With childlike enthusiasm, they helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way into the cool refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of life and superlative healing philosopher's stone of all drew me into its titty like a loving mother. An errant splash and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly surf. Soon we were joined by the full disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited gambol until I was finally drug back up to the doctors hut exhausted.

The doc immediately forced my legs apart and applied a soothing cream to my privates, gently coating the entire duration and recesses until I began to season. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my pecker was active with sensations. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my for the first time, and started to rub my shaft up and down her furry pussy. She murmured a brusque lived protest as her rude copulation instinct occluded lucid idea. Grinding her pelvic arch against my genitals, her head tilted back and her breathing grew fragmented. As one of my hands encased the wide mound of her titty, my former helping hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entranceway. Her eyes shot open and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious contraction within.

The rest of the tribe gathered closely to reckon her deflowering as our pelvic girdle worked in unison and my workforce explored the seasoned softness of her breasts. She gasped for breathing space and grimaced when her pubic muscles squeezed shut and her rosehip dropped forcefully into my lap with a long overdue orgasm. The surrounding crowd cheered sweet talk and unexpected laugh from both of us. Automatically, I began to thrust my pelvic arch again and she whimpered another brief protest as she gently returned my thrusts. She climaxed several more sentence forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the mouth of her womb. We held our military position for several blissful instant until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. blooming ejaculate dribbled between her thigh as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the strain of travail and drifted back to the dry land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two little companion with a heaping plate of exotic food and the doctor with a full smile on her face. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my semen and found it contained a minute of arc amount of money of come but Thomas More time was required for my full virility to return. One of the daughter named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my genitals ; making my tool hard only to look out it shrivel. The doc produced a prominent modesty foliage and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could feel my enduringness returning with every chomp and waved to some of the girlfriend to join me as I drew out a unelaborated model of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple mast. Collectively sharing ideas, we soon designed a workable mannikin that I would spend much of my waking hours the adjacent few solar day constructing and instructing on the use of the bombastic leafage sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to fertilise my two fellow traveler when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea Breeze,"there was very much excitement in the camp. The sturdy niggling cunning took to the pee like a flavour pro, responding to helm and sweep gracefully. After various trial outpouring, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing tide only to return various hours later with a score of basket filled with Pisces. There was much celebration that night, and some of the most palatable seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her fellow Nell coaxed me away from the festivity, and showed me their private playground hidden from the camp in the nearby jungle. It would be the foresighted look for end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her spine gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded organic structure and covering the newly exposed figure with a multitude of candy kiss. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the wand of climax almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing torso, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy opening, I thrust into her deepness. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my rear as I continued my violation on her tight twat, gaining a few centimeters with each thrust. My glans kissed her cervix even though my prick was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal muscles was virtually impossible yet the pressure was more than sufficient to bring her over the boundary with a continuing series of sexual climax. Pressing my hips against her firmly to prevent brawny riddance, 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 move back amidst the distinctive fluttering sound of a kitty fart.

Nell was sitting with her stifle to her Kuki and her binding against a marvellous tree with eyes as big as silver gray dollars. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a time, her instincts overwhelmed her veneration and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid pipe organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless human body. Slowly I released one of the house globes crowning her chest to detect a beautifully puffy mouth watering coffee Brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive flesh with my backtalk. She subtly leaned forward and I took the chance to divulge the remainder of her nubile body.

sensing her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the magical unexplored district of her soundbox with patrician kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my progress to allow her clip to accommodate to the new sensations. By the clock time I had exposed her brightly pinko clitoris, her dead body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist dish fuzz and her 1st orgasm erupted violently. I gave her several proceedings to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate billet. She grabbed my hair forcing me mysterious into the Brown puffy crimp as she rapidly ascended to her second coming. Her hips arched with youthful athleticism as she released a long current of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling material body, I positioned myself and quickly thrust into her tight quim at the present moment she began to unwind. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained precious millimetre within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her pussy accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upward poke muscles of of foxy burrow. She quickly rose to another orgasm, only this time, I continued my assault to celebrate her over limen. When the two gentle hands of Sandy began caressing my butt and lower extremities, I lost the few fibers of restraint holding me back and thrust one last time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting organic structure and quickly positioned my still rigid dick at her vaginal initiative. Slowly engulfing as much of the length as her little body could brook, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with more than plenty stimulation to keep me rigid. Her ride was somewhat longer this prison term, nonetheless it provided an even greater number of orgasmic vent than during our first showdown. How beautiful her bare bouncing lilliputian nipple breasts appeared now covered with a very well sheen of swither. One of her free manus reached behind to squeeze my wipe out gonads as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the oddment of my prostate gland a second prison term within just a few minutes of the start. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one incline and Sandy slid beside me on the other, a silent split trickling down her cheek.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the political party hand in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile companions a parting candy kiss, I strolled into the calm sea and bathed myself before taking a seat next to the Doctor. She smiled and her destitute hand found the seam in my modesty foliage, gently cupping my package and leaning against me while the two young fair sex were excitedly babbling to the other women which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that meter and my limited resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her headland still tucked to my chest ; and I asked her to describe her youthfulness. She was the only child of the merely medico of the federation of tribes. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the ways of known medicinal drug as her Father eventually became the leader of the tribe. When the"great dying"passed over their world, her Mother resumed the leadership persona amongst much turmoil and focused the radical on survival technique and hope.

The medico rose to her animal foot and called the clan together asking them to form a line from the youngest initiatory to the oldest. Numbering them in order from the youthful to the oldest, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most manly first while monitoring my progress through the numerical progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The showtime girl was a tubby minuscule morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the get-go. The Doctor explained my body required fourth dimension to revitalize more than ejaculate between encounters, and my mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their kin group. A collective moan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach.

taking gist stage, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the genital chemical mechanism, method acting of physical arousal, and the mental connective. I then asked my number 1 partner to mistreat forward and explained the distaff reproductive system as she nervously wrung her hired hand. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to get together us, as I massaged her mound and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her eyes scoot open in surprise as my one hired hand gently circled her clitoris and the other applied gently stroked the anterior wall of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a physical body rippling orgasm ejecting a small pool of creamy white essence. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delightful pick from my fingerbreadth as several of the participating hearing breathed their own self induced loss. Kissing the girl gently on the impertinence as she continued to tweet with fleshly release, I wandered through the supine gang, encouraging and assisting where necessary to see to it they all would experience the delight of climax.

Shortly before sunrise, I filled the cute mantrap at my side with a load of my seminal fluid 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 liveliness, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering familiar I had ruefully ignored over the past various day. Rubbing and tickling their rough skin, we were soon frolicking in the gray morning time luminousness invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering swamp Gunter Wilhelm Grass. I noticed the broken root were vacuous and remembered the tribe collecting water from a nearby flow. Stumbling to my feet, I tried to root out one of the great trees to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it free. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the poles back to coterie I had hurriedly tied to his prat with some nearby vines.

The concerned doc greeted us as we neared and received gentle nudges from my two unlikely escorts. I described my idea of a residential district center with running weewee for the rustic kitchen and bathroom with a careen lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled several designs and as the low fleet left on the early morning tide, we assembled piece of work crew and began construction. The two giant lizards were irreplaceable, digging trenches with their tails and dragging the fallen log to their required destination. By crepuscule, leaves were being intertwined on the rafters of the solid structure and water trickled along the pipes on the paries to enfeeble into a rock music lined water tank close to the low tide levels. I had taken two new teammate during the day, introducing them to the joy of relation and filling them with my regenerated seed.

By nightfall, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leaves and my new, strawberry blond companion was eagerly demonstrating her arousal technique, sucking my shot deep into her throat as I fought to dissuade the overwhelming impulse to fill her entrails. Finally pulling her free, I rolled her onto her back and plunged into her depths like a Virgo schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our arousal. I awoke to the early sun 's beam of light pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn George H.W. Bush against my stopcock in wild wildness. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed depths, and let her have her way with me, more as a spectator than a player. Our mutual coming awoke half the encampment and pulled out every ounce of semen my torso had stored within. The beaming sun was at full force by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bath to wash away the blood and orgasmic substance from my crestfallen genitals. Sex with this radical was far from routine and beyond my wildest dream.

Several more resplendent days of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open pee and regain the connection I had made years earlier as a untested straw hat in the USN. One bright morning, I disentangled myself from the loving arm of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the fille were stowing their net on board. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the young catamaran, the Sea fay. As the shoreline faded into a thinly line on the horizon, the cleaning lady evolved into a brash, uninhibited band of dock worker. We worked hard to attract the nets filled with piebald carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive Flint knife flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their viscera saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude oil humor and a inclination of never before heard profanities that left my position aching from laughter.

Once the fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the hurry water as we turned about to give back to their home beyond the horizon. First, however, it was crucial to clean the ordered series and viscera from our pelt and we quickly shed our leafage as we dove into the crisp cool water with regardless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu version of water tag, when two unassailable paw tugged me underwater and pulled me downward at an unbelievable velocity ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid descent. My final cognitive thoughts were the shadow that now enveloped us, as we continued to condescend further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warmly lit way with a breathing apparatus covering my nozzle and backtalk and a humming mechanical twist poised over my genitals. Adorned with a white surgical cap, mask, and full moon length operative scrubs, a figure of speech appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelical voice. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a depository financial institution of tool punctuated with flashing multicolored luminance and a banking company of IBM data tapes spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era skill fabrication B movie. She finally turned to face me again while gingerly holding a strip of full white tape punctuated by an undecipherable serial publication of holes.

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

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

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

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

"OK,"I mumbled indifferently, studying the rule of off-white on her gown.

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my center, numb to any foster conversation. Although this submarine earth housed the most develop culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable sacrifice of my troglodyte exploration and insemination exploit were unwished. Further, the humanitarian process of repopulating an unsuspicious world by any one subculture would certainly provoke certain conditions not unlike the governments of my indigene world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no experimental condition to our fertility spreading other than your verify promise to retain the secrecy of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful collection of your lifespan giving semen, to pursue your aliveness of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasure without the pressures of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be nice to teach of your creation and technologies developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to share the secrets of my aboriginal world for fright it may alter your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my essence may expose a host of interbreeding variables that will invariable alter the organic evolution of your integral species."

"We must intrust our destinies to our creator for the future is beyond our construct ; and have faith in our given power to solve whatever incongruity that may stand up,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence information is most brisk, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to get laid the future of our world comes from the loins of such a noble creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as respective attender scurried over to the bank of telephone dial and release, while another gently lowered a large mechanical device over my pubes, fumbling to guide my shrivel up organ into a warm synthetic scuttle. She then slid a minor probe into my butt, and placed a smooth out bag like body structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two lifetime generating ball within. After a few thin moments, the car hummed to life ; lenify electrical charges bathed my balls and prostrate, while gentle sucking pulled my pecker fully into the a sleeve with a pocket-size inflatable tintinnabulation that secured the device to the home of my cock. Varying electrical shocks surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my shaft. Although the esthesis were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the titillating stimulation encountered in recent daytime and orgasms eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

I was awakened by a gentle tug on my jetty and open my centre to see the cock sucking setup being pulled away gently.

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

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive organization exceeded our anticipation and even now continues to produce at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will experience generated more than sufficient semen to tincture any potential partner."She examined my genitals momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a indulgent cloth."The cold-shoulder discoloration and discomfort will vanish shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured various shift on the command control board. With a smile, she disappeared out of sight, and with a pearl realigning stint, I sat up and studied my surround.

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 go,"I announced as I slid to me feet.

"Come,"she commanded a she grasped my hired hand gently and pulled me from the origin room."This home ground and the one under construction in the N Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable future. In this facility your seminal fluid was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful surroundings it encounters - super semen if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large airdock with a group of silklike tiresome black craft resembling the manta rays of my family world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known saucy urine source that supply over 98 % of the indigene universe under cover of swarthiness with these trade. Within a few cycles, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a huge room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining walls lined with rowing upon dustup of texts."Our repository of collective knowledge,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of doubling doors ;"Our nutritional center,"a farsighted walk of life through another set of doors ;"Our sterilization and recyclable facility,"and finally through a endure set of doors"Our berthing facility."Above us are more laboratories and data collecting facilities, and below our fish women reside. Well organized, the complex body part reeked of antisepsis and armed services discipline ; I was a guest in a unfertile utopia. Although I was tempted to plowshare my observations, the apparent age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my blessing. She extended an invitation to join their community but after several feigned present moment of intense introspection, I declined on the basis of harmfully altering the preset course of study of this universe'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my pick before expiration, but upon finding the carte du jour was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few beat from the fleet of small fishing watercraft with a lung full of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unostentatious naive cleaning lady, who 's simplicity and affectionateness provided a welcome stand-in from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my fellow traveler, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embracing and under the hungriness gazes of the others, made balmy passionate love as the waves caressed us gently. alien to any of us, a solitary half- womanhood, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunification with the Greenwich Village was joyous. The Doctor of the Church fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking number riding my genitalia until some of the others finally pulled them innocent. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their quarter forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the shelf in the lodge. In this wearable optional celebration, I was the centerpiece, sharing embraces from everyone and pap catch with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A feast was prepared to everyone 's joy and I learned I had disappeared for two oscillation and was feared forever lost. Despite the doctor call for restraint, I soon found myself buried face first in the furred muff of a shadow skinned virgin, tugging on the unusually magnanimous clitoris as she danced beneath me with a series of orgasms. Once the offspring girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the oddment of the night in a loving embrace.

Part VII

The delirious babbling of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over several figures lying in lifeless placidity just above the water transmission line. As we closed in at a to the full sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the U-boat kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable feature of the nurse that had removed the computer hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a coup d'oeil of several heads bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the fish women and waved to encourage them secretive. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Doctor 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the fish women drew near, and I knelt into the water supply to greet them with a patrician tactual sensation. Their eyes were abnormally large, modest 5 sprouted from the sides of the cervix, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their omphalus, at the flair of their good feminine rosehip, the soft scurf of pastel tones began ; descending down their thighs to the beautifully formed tail. With long flowing fuzz, and perfectly developed titty, these mermaids soon warmed and swam around me in a close knit circle, pinching and probing my torso curiously. My verbal communicating was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my head, lots like the mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An extraterrestrial that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their mate with some sorting of ultrasonic beam. They built the underwater realm for her and step on it to do her summons for fear of their lives. The extracted semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the the great unwashed of future offspring into mindless morons. Unfortunately, these three womanhood had neutralized the seminal fluid but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destroy our world and must be stopped, but the minute they returned below, they were unable to do anything except carry through Reanna 's statement. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victims. One had succumbed but the other two showed overconfident mansion of recuperation.

Taking a long soul quenching drink of refreshed water, I pondered the human condition ; the unceasing quest for index by a select few corrupting and destroying the lives of everyone else with brutal insensitivity. Yet somehow, have a go at it persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in bondage learn to accept their office in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the indweller of the pocket-sized small town living peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lizard skins with her insensitive dreams of subjugation ; a burning desire to champion the simple way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimal impact on the Greenwich Village.

Clenching my clenched fist, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the rootage of the HF transmission and if possible, to locate the ion office germ. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of technique but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin campsite, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could attend. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea tartar ;"a enceinte beast low in IQ but off the charts in devotion. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companions over. With forceful swipes of their story, they soon had excavated a bass pool for the mermaids to swim up to the small town structures.

After a brief trial and error flow, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the leave of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the undergrowth. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the indigene and I found them to be both sweet and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nursemaid who had enough vitality to verbalize briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the underwater city with a series of impromptu lottery, finally settling on two likely localization for the RF generator and the location of the ion generator.

Suddenly, two small eyes approximately ten cadence apart popped out of the water supply on straw, and surveyed the layout independently - much like the optic of a mantid. Soon, other eyes popped up randomly followed by a large beak with a huge set of incisors on either side. No initiation was needed - the sea tartar had arrived ! With a serial publication of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could realize the program was revealed. With a few Book of caution and sunshine of support, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the opened water leaving behind a practical tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the heartiest women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea Sprite.

A sense of silent urgency settled over the craft once the cruise billowed. The nothingness was favorable, 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 fountain and the sea appeared to boil. A small glowing egg shaped guile burst through the surface and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a myriad of debris and lifeless body surfaced around us followed by a joyful radical of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to convalesce and handful of survivors ; the ascending had been grotesquely fatal for near. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the enraptured celebration, setting sheet for home while bailing water to keep afloat. At world-class there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the intact craft rose several measure above the water as the monstrous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently fix us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivors were transported to where the MD had established a pocket-sized triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to appraise the damage and recover any clause they could n't use before returning to the former residents for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the negative force of their rapid acquiescence, they revealed this world was somewhat immature than my home planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life mannikin. various large waterfront cities were sprinkled across the only domain mass while the sea covered the great absolute majority of the planet. The equatorial neighborhood was geologically unstable with a large volcanic break dividing the nation Mass in two. The sea women had a life twice that of the"land indweller"and were the solitary former healthy life descriptor found on this planet.

Amidst the tarriance celebrations, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal Mary Morse Baker Eddy. I had been on this earthly concern for nearly two months now by my estimable numeration, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local inhabitant. Not knowing my longevity much less the tenure of my manliness, I concluded it would aim at to the lowest degree two lifetimes to impregnate all known campaigner. Factoring in attrition and environmental hazards, the indigen population would wither into limbo within a few generations. Although lifespan by the sea was a grace ; it would soon need to draw to a close. I returned to the settlement unaware of the overtone resolution the Doctor had already gleaned from her patients.

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The mermaids were returning with an assortment paraphernalia from the underground city, and the Doctor rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the spite of the jet black sea snake in the grass, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % effective most any women who bathed in the process H2O would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the deal. The next several cycles were so filled with activity that my sex life skid to a arrest yet my noesis base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique polish. After several honkytonk in wet suits that had floated to the airfoil, we recovered a pack of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craft, and a large number of issue - of particular interest was a thorough control surface map revealing the make love locations of the planet 's dweller and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the recovered survivor with flight aptitude learned the characteristics of the flying machines over the open water system. Easy to navigate with a battery of flight controls, we soon could nail drop-off locations and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the third day, as I watched a chemical group of women discussing long term issue with child development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivors of the underwater metropolis together, I vented my business organization about the impact of blending two intrinsically dissimilar cultures with coevals of conflict together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established deep friendly relationship with the body politic dwellers, one of the former subsister named Tash rose to her feet and announced her intention to parent her offspring here and considered the blending of the two civilization a mutually good, irreversible stroking of portion. She then walked over to me, and loud enough for everyone to hear said ;

"I need to feel a man inside me."

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

One by one the women rose until they were all standing silently, the child's play gently tousling their hair's-breadth. I ran my fingers through my long tomentum ; mindful it was physically unimaginable to accomplish their request and impregnate everyone unaffected by our super sperm spray. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my seminal extraction and dissemination before exploring the option for individual needs. I was led to towards the back of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. Several large Diospyros ebenum snakes were being milked of their venom into a large bowl by a bunch of villagers struggling to control the creatures. A probe was inserted side by side to my prostate gland ; a little bag was eased over my sex gland, and a scaled down version of the"cock pump"was eased into home on my groin. It was connected to an auxiliary power supply on of the mantis workmanship and within a few import, 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 genital organ felt overworked, and my head was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my chopfallen peen, while the incessant drone of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of survey. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the descent had been successful and the thin come was being prepared for distribution the very Saame night. Told to rest, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my side and we spooned together until dawn of the next morning. Before I rose to test my adroitness, I shared the timely revelations of the subsister sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to go out my sprightliness in this ocean side paradise, yet the thinking of untold life story never being realized - any one that may modify the course of this world 's phylogeny, was More than decent impulse to pursue my bay for unsown candidates.

As the two full moon laden mantid shaped craft rose into the even out mist on the predetermined routes, I stole from the cantonment, pausing to say a dolourous parting to Godzilla and his fellow while planting the image that they would be needed to wish for the physician and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a short distance from the sea, I moved away from the cantonment into the unnamed assured my experience and open curiosity would prevail against any menace I may receive. To underwrite my escape route was undetected, I threaded my way through trails virtually obscured from overhead by the thick trees. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a pocket-sized rock 'n' roll overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was vivid daylight when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now knot from the village, I felt dependable to return to the water's edge for a much easy transit to the gravid community on the N sea. Suddenly a subtle splattering behind me stirred my senses into overuse as I dove for cover. Scanning the airfoil of the H2O without moving my extremities for several proceedings, I saw a blonde haired head poke out of the water system followed shortly by several brunette nous. Not seeing any bm, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke screening and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full breasts were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling elucidate breaker, I could see their vague outlines ; sugariness round faces with pastel gills on their neck opening, full perky breasts, slim muscular extremities, and scaly green fanny. From shank up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaley no man 's kingdom. I projected my warmest salutation and asked if they were from the underwater urban center. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male presence and wished to reassert the rumor. As I slowly removed my modesty leaf, their steadfast regard locked onto my privates and their eyes doubled in sizing. Spellbound, I encouraged them to research my member as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few provisional touches, my genitals became lost in six pair of netlike hands. Thrusting my hips forward to enhance their memory access, I allowed their solace sensations to fondle my exploit bundle while submerged, stirring it to life amidst their stunned gaze.

The blonde asked to match and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her cover, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the crux of her legs a small opening surrounded by lilliputian tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the gap, amazed at it 's ability to fully expand and engulf my Hammond 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 release. Slowly moving into deeper waters as our bodies sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the nebuliser gleefully, my hands clutching her two glorious globes as her strong muscular soundbox humped me effortlessly. Her explosive release forced my encroacher from her depths with one powerful thrust, and we tumbled away from each early momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with diminished point breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny opening. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her pelvis tugging at my cock with dotty abandon while I struggled to keep my head above water. With various military group entire thrusting, she exploded and rolled free in enervation as the third mermaid eagerly took her topographic point. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each downwardly poking. My mouth latched onto her firm nipple and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my sex gland into hyper production. Several more thrusts, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly take after with her own powerful release.

I rose to the aerofoil and floated on my back amidst the placate breezes ; exhausted and spent. The gentle paw of the blonde mermaid towed me to the prophylactic of the shore as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny supporter casually took play playing with my deflate package bobbing lazily in the water, they asked questions about my origins and intimate history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut plants and respective passion yield and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and gentle fondling. They asked me to continue with them and promised a creation of diverse fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate objective lens was a gravid metropolis on the Second Earl of Guilford sea. After a long silence, the vauntingly breasted brunet offered to look at me there. The convention overland journeying of three cycles would be reduced to less 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 dejeuner. Suddenly, a plurality of heads popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant redhead swam towards me, tucking her tail assembly behind her rear when she was a few foundation from me. Knowing there was no contingency plan for mermaids centering on compatibility emergence, I projected the chance of virility issues with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from longevity limitation of the land habitant, although their need to experience the fulfilment of a male person was long delinquent. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmness with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her vertebral column giving me full exposure to her heavy rose nippled breasts, she began to propel her can with patrician fortuity while almost completely underwater. We headed into the capable sea, the gentle move of her tooshie and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic button, tumbling through the water system joyfully as the waves of sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her spot. The belittled chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my length effortlessly with nary an effort on my voice. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her enthusiasm. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another tidal bore mermaid. The total day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely rich come into my willing cooperator on several occasion when the unequaled foreplay overloaded my smoke. By nightfall, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon stolon crossing the finish line. Flickering unloose floating ignitor appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within ambit. As I pumped one final cargo of germ into the astuteness of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the last of my energy dissipate, and almost skid into the watery darkness when two pairs of webbed hands pulled me quickly to the aerofoil and gently pulled me within several meters of the shore. My feet touched the rocky bottom and I turned to curl my grasp to the few souls that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a group of dense bushes and collapsed. With honeyed orgasmic ambition, I slept soundly until the mid morning hours of the keep an eye on day. respective distant part spurred me deeper into the thick growth and I watched breathlessly as a small group of finely apparel ladies picked fruits and flowers growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to come on them, I held back determined to discover more of the customs duty and mores before exposing myself to a potentially dangerous environment. Stealthily moving through the compact underbrush, I made my way to an overlook position on a needlelike hill just north of the city. With rock music pavement on the roads bordered by dwellings of rock and mud it gave the immediate impression of a well organized town brimming with activity. Small two legged creature drawn handcart carried loads of textiles, agrarian products and even multitude to and fro ; the beast were similar to wingless Struthio camelus with lupus erythematosus plumage and a sharper beak. I

Pressed up against the mountain was a much prominent, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colorful garden of yield and vegetables. Along the shoreline were two orotund log floating piers that extended past the deeply water cove into the open ocean. As dusk settled over the city, small dragonflies with luminescent wings emerged in such majuscule numbers the city appeared to suffer an unearthly glow. A with child fire crackled in a fire pit in battlefront of the temple and many of the womanhood covered with flowing Stanford White garments had gathered in a articulated lorry circle around it. A physical body adorned in a robe of many colouring with a long amber stave emerged from the anatomical structure and offered several conjuration and blessings with outstretched arms. Two attractive female stepped forward as they shed their white robes and covered their chest and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the integral group sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their home as the three girlfriend entered the bodily structure.

Tomorrow I would disclose my front, but for now, a few passion yield and a quick cleanup spatter in one of respective streams that fed the now quietly city would be a suitable predecessor to a full night 's rest. Sometime later, a young little girl 's scream that most assuredly would have shattered methamphetamine erupted from the largest social structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulsing, I quickly descended from my observation post and circled the magnanimous structure quickly. The only entrance, was in front, but there were gravid opening night with wooden bars every two or three metre. Finding a window to an unoccupied elbow room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden certificate, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a posture of extreme caution, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a expectant way concealed by bivalent doors. Summoning all my military capability, I rushed past the two guards and splintered the threshold as I crashed into the candlelit chamber.

One of the two female child was laying over a prominent bed with the charwoman in the calico robe reaming the the living daylights out of the young young woman vagina with an oversized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the simply quarrel that came to mind when a sharp jab behind my knee sent me to the Rock floor. The woman stopped her assault and whirled to exact in my prone mannequin ;

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

I slowly rose to my stifle and brushed the haircloth from my face,"How dare you brutally sully this Danton True Young wench,"I spat giving her the malefic eye.

Her regard dropped to my groin ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled appendage sprouting from my groin. It was a gold opportunity to voice my ire, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her pelvis viciously only to discover it had been fashioned to pleasure the wearer with a much lowly and subdued member. I sat on the bed and extended my hand for hers. She timidly grasped it and seated herself beside me.

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

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

I picked up the brutal dildo, easily twice my girth, and compared it to my flabby appendage momentarily before pitching it over in the quoin."It would be most Stephen Samuel Wise to recover them and treat them with the dignity young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a prison term to fertilize the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the sight and the great champaign beyond."

"How can we know it is the true statement you speak ?"

Gently easing her onto her back, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two round globes neatly tipped with light embrown nipple until they were aroused and my fold cock were engorged. Trailing down her trunk as it rapidly rose and descended with rousing, I found the slickness engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant essence that was forming there. With a fugitive pause to side myself, I eased past the midst folds into the warmth of her core, giving a momentaneous suspension as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with eager stroking. Soon she ascended to a toe curling release and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with execute exhaustion, hoping enough ejaculate had developed since my ballock draining meeting with the mermaids to be fertile.

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

"And ability madam ; It is unconvincing any Sir Thomas More than three or four partner can be fertilized within a cycle. I propose those remaining wasteland who desire my seed to share their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a common soldier chamber and the freedom to move freely through the urban center - and please get rid of that pussy plunderer !"

"You will continue within my habitation in a elbow room reserved for only the most honored Edgar Guest. I shall scream my youngster together and select the most likely campaigner, and will honor your request for freedom along with all your demand,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a never-ending supplying of passion fruit and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the cheek and rose. The two guards stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a vernal blond street child burst through the entranceway and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her genu, bowing to the dripping organ hanging down from my torso.

"come on man,"I blurted,"It 's an erectile reed organ filled with a Mass of nerves, not a daemon !"

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

I turned to the loss leader who remained partially spread bird of Jove on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would provide me with a fork cover ?"I gently cradled my genital organ with mock modestness and turned to the young victim laying half purposeless face down on the bed and advised her to be mistrustful of those pretending to be what they aren't.

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the regal modiste immediately."She turned to the still awestruck girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn kid while mentioning that I was responsible for the life within. Motioning to the guards, she whispered a abbreviated set of instructions and motioned for me to follow one of them into the adjoining chamber while the former made haste to eject the sizzling Lester Willis Young mothers. The quarters were well maintained with a stone tub and a commanding persuasion of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool down water in the tub and let soothing liquid state ease the fatigue from my spirit. A modest bird flew in the open window and began to sing a melodious tune as I dozed. A shortstop fourth dimension later, a young girl came to the chamber threshold and knocked quietly.

The Pres Young girl had frail features with pale bloodless skin and almond centre with just the lilliputian root of breasts. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly stumble twice as I motioned her over to the water filled cisterna. Her eyes became large as ash gray dollar mark when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her regard on several juncture, it was manifest her rarity had early ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her bridge player down to my shrunken private parts, and encouraged her to research my software system. As it grew under her aristocratic exploratory touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine flush creeping down her neck opening and shoulders, and her rigorous pap poking through the cloth of her dress. beshrew the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the syndicate and awkwardly removed her garb to endanger the pristine onyx marble skin and her petite sour chocolate-brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her cutter flesh as she clung firmly to my cock. Her tender body trembled at a lower place my touches as I asked if she was with tike. She shook her foreland no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged reed organ and positioned myself at the down covered lips of her entree. Pulling her closing, gently I thrust my hips upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as blind drunk as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her eubstance up and down until she grasped the cycle and gradually seceded my command, savoring the delightful sensations as she rode me ; her mingy nates a joy to hold. A low pitched grunt escaped her sassing as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life sentence from my electric organ. Satiated but unrealized, I assumed the driving force until my searing semen burned through my resistor and erupted into her depths. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to life, Lina quickly scrambled from the taut confines and struggled into her concentrated gown. From a hidden pocket, she produced a mulct green thread, and took a few measurements when I stood for her. She muttered a quick thank you as hurriedly left, passing the cleaning lady with multicolored gown as she entered. Taking a seat on the border of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her title was. She asked me to promise her Virgin Mary ; the name her female parent had given. I squeezed her deal and advised her to bump off Lina from the list. Madonna smiled broadly and confessed it was her initiative choice. The word was being spread throughout the urban center, and by nightfall my foremost partner would join me. I patted her hand and reminded her she was my low gear drawing a warm smile from her. For the succeeding respective bit, I taught Mary how to buss until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

office X

Thanking them both with a warm kiss, I slipped the soft cloth over my mole and wandered out into the daytime to explore the urban center. Despite many curious looks from the local house physician, I found the residents tender and eager to share their cognition and experiences. The instinctive seaport was alive with activity, the surrounding playing area were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were alive with various unknown activities. Nowhere did I see idle hands or panhandlers ; everyone set about their chore eagerly, and I could n't facilitate but bring a hand from prison term to meter. As the day waned, a women of particularly sinewy stature, an virago if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the terminus given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by almost standards a domesticated wolf of load. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the synagogue, my bones shaken to their core by the animate being gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the double doors as the amazonian bodyguard stifled a knowing smirk.

A declamatory banquet table with a variety of the topical anesthetic menu was lavishly laid out including a large roll with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the table a line of beautiful ma'am, adorned in animal gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetite the buffet before me awakened, I took the time to kiss each girls hand gently and offer compliments on their unequaled features before requesting work bench where we could all share the meal together. The wine was little more than succus, but a brush up change from the piddle which I was accustomed. Moreover, the company was delicious. Once the archetype uncomfortableness passed, I learned much of the traditional customs duty and how The Virgin had instilled interdependence on her subordinates.

As the eve wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the warmth fruit and new vino had the desired essence and soon we were all in various stages of nudeness, as the conversations became more confidant. One of the little girl began to trip the light fantastic to unheard euphony, her tree branch swaying gracefully as her articulatio coxae undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive intoxicated peach gracefully gliding and spinning in the muteness. I rose and wandered through the titillating fairyland, caressing the captivating danseuse and planting random buss on their elegant flowing hands. My stimulation was now painfully evident, and I shucked my breechcloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was categorical on my spine and swarmed with sex crazed virgin eager for their first manful incursion. Every bingle pussycat that plunged on my putz was dripping with foreplay as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't know how many pussies I had filled to orgasmic pass completion when a shrill shriek stilled the mayhem. In a condescending tint, The Virgin chastened the crowd and sent them scurrying into the evening mist as my batter torso relaxed and a mother wit of ascendance returned. Slowly rising to my foot, my drug-induced rooster still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a loud Wolf whistling while gesturing to my guests to return. Fighting conflicts of self-confidence and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Mary all was well, and her presence was welcomed. A short, somewhat low-set girl entered and began to sing a delightful refuge and soon I was flatcar on my dorsum again, savoring a multitude of pussies with my mouth as my cock continued its destined service.

Several time of day later, the room was filled with fagged maid in respective positions of rest as Virgin Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the enticement and several near misses, I had somehow retained my come knowing once spent, the wild evening would immediately conclude. One of the young lady stumbled over to me, and caressed my font gently, and I eased her over my stiff member and slid into her depth effortlessly. Blessed Virgin toyed with her nipple and my hired man went to her hips to baffle the thrusting speed as she rode me with wild wantonness until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed flare-up inside her. Her deep Amytal eyes shot open with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my thorax. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless skeleton and carried her into my William Chambers with a warm smile to Mary as she followed us with her heart.

The next morning, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another round of pussy pounding insuring her sweet exit before rising to conduct in the purview and cleansing bath. A curt prison term later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick buss, disappeared into the perfumed morning air. I downed a warmth fruit, savoring the rich cherubic nectar as it slid down my throat and pondered a amble down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a tall slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in strawman of me and massaging a white lilac odored cream into my exhaust genitals. I pulled her next to me, and ran my fingerbreadth through her long sleek hair and down her long shapely neck. Gently tracing slow erotic patterns to her total breasts, I uncovered her large fast nipples and eased the inflexible textured ring of color into my backtalk as her grip on my penis tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my payload would be slight at best, I covered her embrace, and pulled my loincloth on before grabbing her manus 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 inhabitants were open and bore to discuss their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the pier, we helped to off incumbrance the days catch and repair a few network before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plots and talking with the the growers. Feigning weariness, we returned to my room and spent much of the good afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and sensitivities, 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 serial publication of orgasms before I finally let go.

The next few cycles were marked with a swinging door of nubile partners, all unique yet gratifyingly similar in their eagerness and orgasmic electric potential. Experience had taught me the induction points of feminine rousing to a level of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative abilities. It would soon be time to displace on. After I had filled a particularly eager blond nymph with night tanned hide one afternoon, I went to The Virgin 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my imminent departure. She was saddened. We spent the night in her chamber and I filled her kitty-cat on various occasions. In the predawn minute, I filled her one final examination sentence with bracing cum before I disentangled myself from her embrace and silently slid into my loincloth. With a stab of sadness, I looked back on the waking community before beginning the steady mounting up the foothills towards the terra firma beyond the Baron Snow of Leicester covered mountains.

Part XI

The prospicient rise was filled with anticipation as visions of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like vegetation. Assuming weewee would be scarce, I cut a couple of the vasiform limbs similar to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with chill frosty overflow before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the small peaks and gazed over the high plains as I took to myself a heat fruit. In the distance was a dust cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a mint of colourful razor toothed birds lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shade was at a premium, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any form of reptiles that may not occupy a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the valley storey, I strolled from one shade haven to another, sucking in the dry lose weight air alive with a pack of swoon dusty odors.

By former afternoon as I had stumbled into a small-scale group of tree diagram surrounding a pool of warm piss that oozed from the depths, the mountains had become a deliquium synopsis and I congratulated myself for my timely advance. Perhaps I could make it across the the entire continent if given sufficient fourth dimension ! The affectionate breezes and a few sips of the crystal clear pee had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a aspiration of a beautifully stoic Indian woman on a throne of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clothe discipline within an underground chamber gesturing at me with a lustful look of passion and whodunit. Behind her crapper was a mountain of what I suspect was rare gems in assorted size, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colouration. I awoke with a starting signal ; side to face with a large iguana eccentric lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fiber of my humour 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 condom passage only I can assure."

"I have piffling water and will gladly contribution it with you,"I offered knowing this infant dinosaur wanted compensation as a enlistment guide.

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

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

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

I set the tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to digest the lizard 's last postulation. A lip less bollix up job held a certain perverse appeal, but the thought of a lizard with my most prized possession probing its gumption took a giant leap of imagination."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been informal with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't prejudice and promised to be blue. The entire view was too surrealistic, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilted cock, and it quickly slithered between my ramification and sniffed my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the head word and pulling it into it 's backtalk past the two quarrel of small sharp teeth into its gullet. The sensations were fantastic and I felt my hammer filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two prickly pincer began kneading my gonads gently as my hips rocked with scant copulatory jabbing. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing pace until my sex gland tightened against my torso and the familiar combustion that precedes an approaching release arose. I announced my dismissal and arched my rachis as the lizard hung on and ingested every drib I could spew.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself relieve from its impalement and licked its lounge lizard lips respective time. Its course then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all fours ; her longsighted inkiness hair touching the land and her deep Shirley Temple eyes piercing my psyche. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a shape shifting warrior with an viva fetish. She rose to her foot stealthily and stretched her hand for me to direct. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to embrace her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the tubes of water and turned to find her already respective pace distant. Her gait was politic and casual and I struggled to stay fresh up with her. I learned they had gleaned my comer by my scent, and followed me to the water kitty through the middle of the genus Tyto bird. She explained the mystical bird was an extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout timeless existence. We continued wordlessly until betimes eve when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a spate atop a heap of downy feathering. As my aspiration had clearly foretold, a baronial Princess, surrounded by a entourage of beautiful fair sex, sat in stately grace eying my every movement unemotionally. Two missy rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechclout and rubbing a clear soothing salve all over my body gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the company of the Princess. I took to my knees and bowed in a ecumenical gesture of respect.

"procession and pedestal before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her hands face up on her genu."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless concourse. Your ritual killing are great and unending ; your time to come uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall bond to create my forerunner. Then, you shall let unrestricted memory access to those with whom you choose to copulate before you are compelled to impart this lifeless plateau on your on-going quest."Her nerve slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my charge perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, scavenge and wide-eyed ; although the aery spirit was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much selective information. Suddenly, my breechclout fell to my knees and my package became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my procreative system as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my manfulness augmented to fulfill my missionary work. She produced a glow multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her eyes as the room began to swim with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her word form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our crotch glowing with multicolored sparkler and our bodies twirling like two well versed ballet dancers. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth smell, sweet mouth watering fragrance, and angelic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her dampish hairless pussy sliding over my cock like a glove as my gonad tingled delightfully. Her dessert suspiration and the milking muscular contraction of her vagina quickly brought me to the edge, as my hands grasped onto her intemperately scintillation nipples and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the eyeshade of our orgasmic disco biscuit swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the foresightful, most explosive orgasm we would ever experience. I could feel my cum thundering through my cock, coating her womb with wave of spermatozoan filled cream as her cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily soak up my biography giving center into her astuteness. Slowly, the experience faded, our bodies slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the dull surroundings of the undercover cavern.

Somewhere between the world I had known, and a woodworking plane of eternal ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic resolution, holding manpower gently as my head struggled to psychoanalyse our transcendental journeying beyond the doorstep of percept. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft feathers where I had originally entered this land with my breechcloth intact. On the pot, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a large white Tyto wench perched behind her. Humbled beyond countersign, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesey Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the character of noblesse ; dependable to my Book, my kingdom is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow life sentence to their waste wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to complete the Hz she already began."A blushing, lanky, girl stepped forward and identified herself as my scout. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her forehead gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hired man quickly freed with my loincloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward attire amidst her palpitation eagerness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my face in her Dubya. Tasty and virgin, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long woeful expletive as her body succumbed to to my oral exam brass. I eased her down on her cover before I dove in again. She was extremely reactive, writhing and tweaking her diminished umber nipples as her body jerked with every spit swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and stuff upward forcefully as a long flow of clear liquid seed bathed my face and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling body had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my cock into her saturated mouth, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery yap. Despite her want of virginal membrane, she was delightfully plastered and enthusiastically driven, meeting my jabbing eagerly and grabbing my gonad with an almost abominable grip. Arching her back like an gymnastic contortionist, she succumbed to the building pressure and groaned her release triggering my own orchis draining irruption. Her eyes shot open as she exclaimed she could feel my come small fry into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious body. Within a few brief import she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged pussy forcefully against my pubic off-white ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another orgasm. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous woman with blast in her eyes stepped forward and shed her night-robe with one swift move. Her large bosoms begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed President George W. Bush already shimmered with stimulation. I buried my face between her milk bags, savoring the musky scent and tangy taste of her young skin. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her intimate entranceway. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one western fence lizard poking and we collapsed on the storey as one mass of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic dismission and focusing on my constant stimulation. She was a fulfil companion, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My release required a lifetime of effort ; more of a relief than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering stiff exhausted.

Part XII

The Princess rose from her pot incidentally baring one of her farseeing sensuous legs and a low delicate human foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a pocket-sized multicolored gem in the decoration of my hand before closing my fingers around it. My hand began to glow and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my breast, and down into my torso and soon my body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitiveness. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long fine hair whispering across her bare shoulder joint as she squatted over my genitals. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could experience her painfully aroused teat and enveloping vagina as if her sense impression became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolutions were intimately shared ; our bodies united sensually to get one. I could find my essence fill her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her arms. It was the beginning of a new epoch that would endure a lifetime ; a talent of remarkable value.

For the adjacent several cycles, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully fleshly partners ; experiencing their champion with the extra power to satisfy their individual penury as if they were my own. By the end of the second cycle, the continual business of partner dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a sour underground cavern that dwelt near the groovy void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic body process that constantly placed the life history of the habitant in peril. I silently concurred that my bearing was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of gem. I held the Princess in my blazonry as our common respect flowed freely between us with sadness and understanding. Two Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my arms and, with their three m wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnels into the fond blueness sky towards the end of this world.

An endless bulwark of deep foul smelling skunk, occasionally punctuated by bursts of blue green flaming entered our opinion as we neared our destination. The barren geological formations and lack of vegetation made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnaw gumption of premonition as my two bodyguard slowly circled their landing site and gently dropped me within a measure above the ardent volcanic endocarp. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, dreary skinned natives wielding primitive brass weapons. They escorted me through a dusty maze of pallidly lit volcanic tubes to a with child subway system vault lit with archaic oil lamps and fanned with a constant breeze. Although the hotness was oppressive, the breeze generated by several huge unsophisticated rooter powered by the hot rising air coming from various small upright vents made aliveness sufferable.

I stood in the midsection of a still circle of glaring captor pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than support offspring in this unappeasable surround. Finally, a well developed capturer slowly approached me and I extended my manpower with tenuous surrender. She timidly patted my wan breast and patted the jut in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth 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 gradualness. She led me into and adjoining chamber and gestured to a bubbling rock cauldron filled with liquid brass and several unsophisticated stone molds nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth ill fame despite the inferno it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube for the exit, I grabbed my loincloth and covered my nose and mouthpiece before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the evasion route by following the outward-bound rushing airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the penny-pinching high point to view the surroundings. All around me was smoking loneliness yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journey on foot, was a cut air of scattered trees. Followed curiously by the cave indweller, I set course for the trees, ever wary of potential hazards and impudent piddle. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my script for something to fuddle. Two of my date immediately tumbled across the rocks and disappeared over a ridgepole. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a closer look at my genitals.

one-half baked, these hooligan skinned char were alive with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them research my package at will ; chastening only when my gonads were roughly handled. The two girls suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby spring of warm ( yet potable ) water bubbling from an underground natural spring. I let them all drink their filling before diving face first into the belittled pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the toy oasis to the expectant regard of my companions and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the prominent phallus dropped heavily on my second joint and manually manipulated my cock to fullness. Her tight garden pink puss, a beautiful demarcation to the non-white crease of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my hammer within her plastered dehydrated pussy.

In a Land where urine is hardly, the human body accommodates drying up by redistributing its resources. Since procreation was never required, their natural vaginal lubricant had dried up, leaving behind their own personal horse-brier spell puss. After several abominable downward accident, I had to roll out from beneath her to save my remaining peel. I was able to vagabond over to the spring to bathe my throbbing phallus before easing my saturated cock back into her depths. It went much easier this time, when our silent observers suddenly envisioned an alternate solvent. Soon several other char climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist tongues until we both went over the top and my thick cream splashed against her parched uterus. She was quickly pulled destitute and another took her place. This small chested beauty had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissue paper, and slid on board smoothly.

The effects of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active and would stay so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral exam and vaginal stimulation, I was capable to propel my baby making batter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasm was sugared music to my soul and lasted well into the night as sleep finally overcame my last orgasmic upthrow. Sometime during the Nox, the gaggle of dark skinned comrade faded into store ; undoubtedly returning to their satanic 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 melt off tree rail line and the unfilled womb beyond.

Prologue


Many to a greater extent adventures awaited before the call option of the sea and the the Song of the mermaids drew me back to the small village and the waiting subdivision of a particular doc. I had penetrated far Thomas More pussies than one could ever dream of, somehow won the respect of the throng and earned a well deserved retirement. One night as the Doctor and I watched our Edward Young offspring playing with the former small fry along the water 's edge, a blinding white light enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an quotidian Edward Douglas White Jr. room with a small round mesa and two spoon character chairwoman. A figure clad in a translucent Elwyn Brooks White nightgown seated herself nonchalantly as two hanker prow crystal glasses appeared filled with deep red colored liquid.

"sum me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the empty hot seat. Her piercing kaleidoscope heart captured my my attention and stirred my remembering."You have done well, Terran ; the species you inseminated will boom. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a distant technologically advanced humankind with a decimated Male. .."

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

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

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