The Mission

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed home from stocking up on a few essentials before the predicted storm front arrived. Wrapped in a black garbage bag clutching a small second generation handbag, the hapless trope beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless person card but ill equipped for the torrential pelting predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless form into the back seat before easing back into traffic as a potent farting blow heralded the storm comer. My intention of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless person tax shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to make the very well tomentum on my neck stand on end followed by a peal of hell dust that evoked my selection inherent aptitude. Cranking up the smoke, I guided my aging friend to the secure carport several minutes away while dodging the newly forming puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a brief eternity to lull my shattered nerves until the memory of the stateless figure in the back seat spurred me back to realness. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my exanimate rider across the concrete floor and struggled to drag on us into my warmly apartment where I collapsed into my dearie chair amidst the thundering rainwater. After a brief respite, I studied the derelict Edgar Guest on the story of the entranceway and wondered briefly if a speedy vociferation to local law enforcement might have been more set aside. A muffled moan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to serve. Gently removing the fragile plastic waterproof, I instantly became mindful my guest was distaff, maybe in her other 30 ( hard to tell through all the cake grunge ), and in critical need of a thoroughgoing wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer dress, I removed her holey soled skid ; her feet were a painful testimonial to too many hard tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my berm, I gently brought her to her metrical foot for the curtly jaunt to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me clad in only the bare essentials requirement to assert her reserve ; a moth eaten tee shirt and holey panties that barely clung to her anemic hips. I started the bath water and went into the original sleeping accommodation to retrieve some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my expire wife. Returning to the steamy bathroom with an armload of thread, I found my guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing puddle of bath water. I gestured for her to remove her remaining clothing and get into the piddle as I gathered her tag end and left her to her own twist. Throwing some hot water on the stove for soup, I considered my alternative before flipping on the electron tube to get acquainted with the violent storm 's advance. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several minutes passed, and I could still hear the piddle track, so I eased out of my chair and slowly opened the lavatory door to mark on my guest. She was sitting in the tub with the remainder of attire clinging provocatively to her flyspeck frame."Great, a brain fried drug addict,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to put up. She studied my every movement, and offered no resistivity as I pulled the conclusion vestige of reserve from her anatomy and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to fill again, I pulled some liquid soap and a nylon scrubber from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nakedness.

Hairless from the neck down, her youthful skin and pert bosom forced me to reassess my in the beginning age estimate. Her muck caked body was virtually flawless, without blemish or meter reading of abuse. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her chest and torso, savoring the texture of her youthful tegument as she closed her eyes and leaned back in submission. Her small breasts with erect coffee bean colored nipples were extremely sore, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the arouse figure. Beginning with her tiny feet, I slowly lathered her prospicient sensual peg and thighs, becoming aroused with her quickening suspiration of stimulation. 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 rim. several forceful pelvic thrusts later, she threw her top dog back and grimaced as she clamped her pegleg around my invading hand. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the urine shamelessly, contracting her thighs to keep pressure. Caught off guard, I savored the moment, and continued to twit her erogenous zona until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her little burble tail end and the shine curves of her back and neck before carefully bathing her side. Her optic fluttered open, the pupils a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their depths with fascination as I motioned for her to abide for the gargle cycle per second. The warm water flowed through her silky dark hair, dislodging clumps of road grime and revealing a naturally beautiful radiancy that could stop dealings. A thorough rinse and gentle towel massage later, her transformation into a goddess was everlasting. I stepped back in awe, filling my senses with the most beautiful wight with dripping pilus that I 'd ever seen. A slight smile crossed her exquisite face and her mesmerizing eyes held me fascinated as the wind outside began to ululate. The SE rampart of the apartment were pelted with detritus as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; sentence seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull white room that surrounded me where a material body was sitting at a lowly beat table a short aloofness away. As I rose to my ft 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 sitting figure implored with a rebuff gesture.

Humbly I crossed the aloofness as a spoon shaped president materialized next to the seated cleaning lady. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitalia. Her hypnotizing center stirred a brief, unutterable remembering. As I sat, two little wine glasses partially filled with a crimson colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red lips for a sip. I tried a taste of the seraphic liquid, and immediate felt my face peak and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to inseminate every available orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence posts even held appeal.

My horde smiled knowingly as she slid the gown off her shoulders."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en road to a developing planet to repopulate the occupier metal money whose Male were decimated by a manful cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red yield whose excerpt you just sampled will underwrite you and your host 's virility. Our ocean trip is brief - grant me this opportunity to copulate with you and control your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chairperson, her beautiful curved shape revealed in all their glory. There was not a hair's-breadth to be seen on her fertile olive tegument beneath the full dark mane of silky sullen hair. A fragile track of essence trickled down the inside of her left second joint, and her face reflected long neglected desire.

I was somewhat sandbag ; too a lot information, too many dubiousness, and overactive hormones all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest of the red liquid in a draft, the once forgotten passion of my youth returned with years of interest and I dove into the two house globes crowning her heaving breast. Tongue lashing the raise pap alternately, she briefly fink and wrapped her legs around me as her respiration cranked up several mountain pass. With a warm shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of climax, bathing my leg with a river of her heart and soul. As her breathing slowed with a concluding violent pelvic thrust, I eased her onto the story and after savoring the tender underside of her breasts, wandered down to her anticipant vulva.

The tight hairless brim oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the loaded cunt. I thirstily savored her yummy bouquet, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the tiny engorged hub of nerve endings. She grabbed my hairsbreadth and her coxa lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her cramp calmed, I grabbed a lungful of freshly air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her consistence trembled and her face contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my rigid organ at her wet pink opening, I waited for her spasms to sink somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly slopped, she was experienced and thrust her rose hip rhythmically with my own, cumming several more times before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her subdued pounding uterus. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the pedestal of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own stab to short-change jabs. I gave her a attender kiss on the face of her long touchy cervix, and her middle flew opened in surprise. Her hired hand desperately clutched my seat as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscularity were cinched so tightly they forced the lineage out of my cock and I thought it would implode. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another wafture hit and she clung to me like a cleaning lady possessed. The stimulus was so intense I was barely capable to stem the flow before releasing several years of seed explosively into her open womb. She squealed and arched her pelvis despite the encroachment of my full moon weightiness, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive coming as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most titillating encounter of my life, her vagina continued to milk my essence into her mall.

I held her gently as we slowly slack, feeling her throbbing heartbeat radiating through her extremity. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the other side of her cervix and her deal wandered through my cutting hair and down my rachis sensually. Suddenly, the diffused T. H. White spark we were bathed in changed to a diffused amobarbital sodium and a feminine vocalisation blurted a content in an unknown glossa. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her knees. Placing her manus gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin prick within the duct. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is impending. You have been selected to get a new generation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and acquirement. A translator was implanted in your ear to facilitate communication with the native coinage. Any resistance to adapting to cultural More of this earthly concern will restrict its evolution. Be safety, be happy, and be fruitful."

division I

There was a brief blink of an eye of brilliantly sparkle and I was flat on my back staring at a clear blue sky in the middle of a tropical forest. The air was tender and Henry Sweet ; my senses heightened beyond my to begin with recollections. With no dress, no weapons, and no identity, I realized my skills would be my simply asset. A few strides away, a magnificent fir tree diagram rose at a convenient angle to facilitate a speedy ascent, and I scaled up to the highest point almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean Saratoga chip air that invigorated me. The woodland was dotted with strange leaved Tree bearing red fruit - my innate Viagra ! There was heater rising from respective hundred meters away and behind was a large lake or open sea. I could get word soft womanly interpreter on the wind ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the spokesperson abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single vocalism broke the oppressive secrecy and stated it sensed a male presence nearby. Several other distinct part skeptically questioned her reflexion but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thick underbrush as soon as my feet touched solid ground. I ran like the tip with the feminine voice in pursuit until I recalled my missionary work and slowed to a block. A stampede of animal skinned clad woman emerged from the underwood and tumbled over one another when they slid to a stop. Their corporate sass dropped subject and I suppressed the impulse to laugh at the bundle of jumbled bodies. From what I could recognise, they were physically identical to the fair sex of my world 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 gesture. Despite the fur covering her breast and private parts, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt rip starting to fulfil my cock with anticipation as my mouth lost the concluding fall of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my middle and my engorged genitals. No words were spoken as she reached out to match my tool with long trembling fingers. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my penis. The other young lady gathered around in a tight circle and stroked my thorax and bum gently as their leader dropped to her knees and gently explored my software package. I could see where this was headed and eased her hands away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu lesson in basic human intercourse with simple explanations and gestures. Once finished, I entertained their doubtfulness honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and occasional suspension as one of the miss manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of male similitude they fell silent until the drawing card explained that during the 'time of the fallen star'all men were taken away because the female person had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the Jehovah intended - a wrongdoing that would cost them a generation of lonesomeness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceive opinion but decided against it. gloaming began to settle on the woodland with foresighted shadows as we made our way back to their camp amidst occasional touches and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion fruit'( a gens I termed for their Viagra like effects ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a flimsy psychoactive core in accession to its hard-on enhancement properties.

By the metre we reached the small enclave of mud army hut, I was euphoric and backbreaking. Emboldened by the yield effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the animal pelt covering her vulva. She gasped in surprisal as she turned towards me and I dropped to my genu burying my face into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her long plush stage. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed carpet, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the third swipe of my tongue, she became a daimon, tearing at my hairsbreadth and thrashing around on the rug frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first liaison, I rolled onto my back and pulled her on board.

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

"Eba, my Divine,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throb glans on her clitoris, and rubbed the two nerve filled member together gently. In to a lesser extent than a moment, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic spasms. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the tight opening and with a mighty stab of my coxa, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic spasms sent her dead body into seizure. I thrust thick again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft fleshy obstruction halted any encourage penetration. Her pussy was inhumanly tight as it milked my tool mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic muscle spasm, Eba tore the fur covering from her heart and exposed the two most perfect globes ever created. Locking my oral cavity around the closest coffee colored nipple, I drew the hard teat past my teeth and tongue lashed the sensitive form to the sounds of her ever escalate moans. Again she trembled with yet another sexual climax clamping my turncock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my expert effort at containment, my over stimulated cock spewed into her depths as my hips arched to enhance the life giving vaginal deposit.

With a in high spirits pitched squeal and several unintelligible Son, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a tender watercourse of her pee as she lost control of her brawniness. Her inscrutable internal respiration's confirmed she was still in our plane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her exhausted frame to make clean myself in a stream that flowed through the center of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed shock. Pulling back the midst hand sewn comforter, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling variant. After a long pause to admire the flawlessness of her sweat sheened skin and the gentle curvature of her muliebrity. 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 hide door covering, I saw the women of the camping site on their knees with their heads bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small group towards the brook, I patted their heads or shoulders in acceptance, while trying to hide my overplus. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering essence of the passionateness fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool down water system was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a economic crisis dug into the river bottom. A young hand touched my shoulder and I turned to a barely sericeous waif staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her skin, eyes, and coarse curly hair were a deep chocolate brown and her youthful figure oozed virgin innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to pour pee on my neck and shoulders with her hands, smoothing and soothing new life into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremity and legs, and massaged the muscles gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitalia. When her gentle caresses reached my throbbing periscope ; her manus began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridge and niche. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your gens, princess ?"

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

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her tiny frame on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry protrusion of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my overgorge penis wedged between us, and continued her tactile exploration as I gently planted kisses on her boldness. The other girls settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with expectancy. I was somewhat unnerved by the hearing until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focussing shifted to entering her compressed porta. Tucked into her tight shallow scratch, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the edge. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her coxa triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained reply on my behalf ; my glans nudging her lilliputian button with each fortuity. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too practically for my Zuri and with a grimace, her raddled nails tore into my binding and her legs violently trembled with her first male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful exhibit of orgasmic euphory.

There were gasps from penis of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced handout simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any endeavour to pull up myself was met with groans of disapproval as her legs locked around my thigh. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the urine beside us and gently dislodged my cooperator. One was a sensational redhead with long pilus that easily reached the small of her back and watch crystal clear tumid green eyes. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her picket foresightful legs over my torso and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her fond opening move hidden in a tussock of brilliant red hairsbreadth. Ever so slowly she descended down the duration of my pecker, throwing her promontory back with this new titillating experience of male penetration. Slowly, she slid down the prick until my glans was fully embedded in her palpitation womb.

Although she was not as tight as my two previous devotee, her enthusiastic pelvic thrusts were more than sufficient to trigger a long serial of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the edge of my own release. When her long slender finger massaged my hyper tender scrotum, my attempts at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning come. Her almost inhuman growl and a long stream of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her final epic orgasm as I continued to fill up her until my orb ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our collective Energy Department drained into orgasmic limbo. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby articulation announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the spook of a large fir eccentric tree diagram with my head resting in Zuri 's lap while several other miss gently rubbed some eccentric of soothing lotion into my skin. A plate of exotic fruit including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's stifle, and upon my awakening, she fed me slices of the delightful endemic offerings. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the side by side few hr she entertained my questions and shared her hopes for the future. Without the protein of male spermatozoon, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's urgency. This earthly concern circled two sunlight and had a rapid sphere that virtually eliminated seasonal worker transition. Much of the major planet was unknown to them ; apparently occupied by small mobile hunter gatherer radical with abundant resources that minimized territorial dispute. Certain social characteristics of spoken voice communication and genetic coherence were quite well prepare, without the requirement of forward-looking technology. It was a utopia of sorts where ignorance was seventh heaven. My attempts at explaining my rootage were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her Lunaria annua, I advised her that airing of my seed must be spherical, not restricted to one low radical. She nodded solemnly in agreement and motioned for the other fellow member of the kinship group to link up us.

Several pitch black women made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with large doe eyes, kissable good back talk, small-scale beat titty, and full pelvic arch. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth features of her expression ; her down lip trembling with anticipation, and small beads of sweat forming on her articulatio humeri. Her full moon tender knocker accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hired hand cupped my cheek lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my glossa explore the placate curves of her long cinnamon bark colored neck and shoulders She pulled my head towards her and rolled her head back to look towards the celestial sphere amidst rapturous moans.

Gently, I explored the ample musky gustation of her cutis, removing her fur clothing and tongue bathing her trembling feminine curved shape until I eased capable the dark brown valley covered with a lightsome coating of thick grim curls. Her pink vagina, a colorful contrast to her otherwise hot chocolate skin, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy mouth open with one hand, I slipped my forefinger into the tight pink soma until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the supply ship flesh of her g-spot gently provided the accelerator to ram her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my dick into her vibration orifice. With one gentle thrust, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly bust ; her eyes shot open with surprise, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more explosive orgasm shattered her visage as she trembled violently amidst respective unreadable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly foray her puss, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my irksome late thrust. Her eubstance relaxed and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The warm sleekness enveloping my putz was emphasized exponentially by blotto rhythmic contractions of her vaginal muscularity. Each bosom bobbling jabbing became a test of my ability to contain my impending orgasm. Her rapid stimulation matched my own to where the number 1 explosive stream of cervix bathing sperm sent her into unrestrained convulsions that almost threw me clear of her arcing torso.

The residual of the clan formed a tight circle around us, and one of her comrade gently tapped me on the shoulder joint and rolled me onto my spine where she immediately dove case first onto my use organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnant of our orgasm away with her lingua. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the clear blue gullible sky, as respective beautiful maiden scurried over with a plate of passion fruit and a Sir Henry Wood hewn bowling ball of pour H2O. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my in vogue curb Virgo the Virgin, and squeezed her hired man gently. Amidst her bodies'heroic attempts to regain stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dull batch of undergrowth, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus line of ear splitting shrieks not unlike a striation of blood thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a defensive attitude stance as my gracious hosts splintered into the Sir Henry Wood with screeching of little terror. Only briefly did I catch a glimpse of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a poisonous kick to my gonads sent my partially digested passion yield onto the jungle floor and the ignitor of sentience into blissful darkness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the book binding of an grow over raptor type lizard, my groin screaming in agony with every creature footfall. Gratefully, knowingness escaped me again.

region II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy knoll on my spinal column with my extremities securely tied with thick vines in a banquet bird of Jove view. I groaned at the throbbing pain sensation radiating through my trunk and could vaguely get word the part of my capturer somewhere beyond my arena of visual sensation. A orotund shadow blocked my field of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. Panic stricken, I struggled needlessly to justify myself only to let my chest covered with a congius of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my portion rested on the long dustup of sharp tarter stained teeth, I lost restraint and released a yearn stream of pee that my opposer noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breathing spell was disgusting ! The rough tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already batsman crotch from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the creature wandered off sulking.

A lizard pelt clad capturer suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some semblance of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic patch fervently on my tortuously mangled software package. Fortunately, the genital ravishment was short lived ; she bucked various times with an apparent sexual climax and stood up gesturing to others outside of my theatre of vista. Suddenly a group of similarly enclothe women of all sizes and colouring appeared and one by one subjected me to the spoilt intimate experience of my life. ineffectual to release myself without tearing more skin from my articulatio radiocarpea and ankle joint, I was destined to spend the next several hours experiencing the totality dehumanization of multiple rapes. When attempting to voice my uncomfortableness, I was brutally slapped until fragmented numbness set in. I was viewing the entire spectacle from somewhere outside my physical self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some peak I had drifted into a a worldly concern of fantasy where making love and beauty thrived. When my senses finally returned at the mise en scene of the first ( and brightest ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onrush of a summer flu. Still bound, the hobo camp was strangely silent. Suddenly a look appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to cognize why I had not fertilized her companions. I pretended not to discover, while being stunned at her ostensible communicative abilities. She kicked me in the slope and disappeared from my subject area of view. Somewhat convinced my luck was at hand, I closed my middle and let the phone of the sweet cooling breeze make music to my trouble spirit.

It was dark when I felt my appendage being released and several Seth of hands drag me over to a crepitation blast pit. My assailant were silently gathered in a semi traffic circle staring unmercifully at me and my nakedness. A shadowy figure in lounge lizard skin with a tirade of feather regally walked over to me and with an classic voice asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her steady gaze, I shook my top dog no and turned away awaiting another Sceloporus occidentalis bitch that never came. It was so quieten that a pin dip could ingest telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our postulation remain unanswered - cam stroke this animate being into the valley of night."

With hardly the strength to verbalize, I extended my weapon system upward to assist my captor in expediting my demise.

"Great pansy,"a faint representative erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own oculus I saw this creature inseminate a dark skinned female. It may not know of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

"This puppet chose not to fertilise any among us,"the queen retorted.

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

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all Male are equate, untried warrior ; it is for that very reason they were banished. It is only by the saving grace of our sacred mother that we will become fertile once more ; not by our hand or the manpower of this creature."I groaned loudly as secretiveness enveloped the camp.

Finally the Queen cattle farm out her arms in an unmistakable motion of her federal agency ;"We are the Sisters of the sharp toothed fauna, destined to lord over this world and subsist endlessly with the mother of sprightliness bearers. Bind this puppet beyond our camp and feed it. At the dawn of the second sun, I shall reveal the portion of this creature as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with substitute and was drug over to a large tree just beyond the visual chain of mountains of the camp where they secured me by my articulatio talocruralis. several plates of food with a large urn of piss were placed just within my orbit and I was left to the peaceable abstruseness of the nighttime. Downing most of the water supply I dove into a plate of singed kernel that was hard to manducate but palatable, and various passion fruit.

My DOE gradually returned and I was able to free my edge leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my captor had a no idea of my recuperative capableness. oddment compelled me to crawl back to the encampment as quietly as I could to get some brainwave on my potential fate. Within a few import I located the largest rock abode in the tenting and quietly made my way to a small dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a human body shrouded in flimsy translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out portions of the highly thinking conversation between the two and got the distinct feeling that the veiled god mother reviled all male who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible deputation of sexual conquest. When the Queen left the construction to get some H2O and yield, I squeezed through a modest window to face the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly women, definitely beyond tyke comportment years that was ugly - butt joint farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this little subculture or ending the spirit of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her trembling fount and decided reasoning would be the best glide path. At first terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my aim was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the previous macrocosm she lived in, and why she had taken such a hard short letter against the strong-growing male person of her species. In play, I explained that I had been sent here to avail repopulate her earth and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a positive mutual act. As the tabby re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a artillery hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a simple gesture from the 'god female parent'calmed her adequate to listen to reason.

A few tense consequence filled with acute conversation between the two womanhood followed until finally, with a personal sigh of backup man, the king seated herself and offered me some yield. I mentioned how I enjoyed the barbecued meat, and how fascinating her ascendency over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first of all time I was able-bodied to see the cleaning woman behind her authoritarian travesty as she explained how to amplify opine project to control the creatures and communicate non-verbally ; a unproblematic mental summons few of her subordinate word could parallel. When the elder woman commented on the sad frame of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational hazard"and offered her the chance for a closer inspection.

The 'god female parent'was both tidal bore and experienced, and with lenify caresses soon had my battered organ throbbing with anticipation. She then turned to the fairy and explained the factual physical process involved in human sexual intercourse with a few suggestions I randomly offered for clarification. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the heel of her right fundament was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. 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 great nipples on her floppy sister feeders became aroused. With my bequeath arm wrapped around her back fondling the sensitive tit, my right hand delved into the furry gray haired snatch and found her button, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp heat between the prolonged flutter of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely medium to my touch, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to progress to the next layer. Cradling her head with one hand while supporting myself with the early, I slowly laid her back onto the crap covered floor as she positioned my electric organ between her nether lips. With one quick thrusting, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a Virgo the Virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not subscribe well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lubricating substance, burning painfully with each thrust. The Queen moved closer with Passion filled eyes, and stroked the other elder woman 's pilus as she glanced between her ramification from time to time.

A coevals nothingness of male fellowship was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her long overdue sexual climax. Breathlessly she whispered to carry through my seed for her girl as she squeezed my Hammond organ forcefully before letting go. The poove eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarment, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered pussy. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering form and positioned my beaten-up erect dick at the Queen 's knowledgeable entrance. Unlike her Mother, the king was extremely pissed with far more muscularity, forcing my dinge reed organ slowly into her depth with forceful thrusts of her hips. It took the sum of my mental exploit to hold open my erection hard, ever dreaded it would rupture or break. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to squelch the combustion soreness and sat on my heels.

For a few brief second, a look of stunned surprise crossed the face of the world-beater, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her feet, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending material body. She clucked her tongue at a deep purpleness clot near the base of operations and various hemorrhage lacerations along the barb. Her daughter returned with several midst leaf which she squeezed to pull out a White viscous liquid state she gently massaged into the shock organ. Almost immediately, a cool soothing relief overwhelmed my private parts and counterpane throughout my lower trunk. My hard-on faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few stunned moments, the Queen reciprocated, locking lips with unbridled passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the need for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her face down her shoulders and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my blazonry. Somehow, this extra curricular activity was sufficient to allow the blood to still back into my bulwark, and without boost stimulation, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entry and spread her ramification as extensive as she could slowly lowering herself on my trunk. With the skill of an go through sporting lady, she slowly forced herself down on my slick rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic ivory. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty groan of contentment ; her leg and vaginal brawniness working together in an erotic symphony of sexual desire.

Despite the discomfort, the input was overwhelming and I soon filled her with line tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own orgasm jolted her hefty frame. Rocking her pelvis as her muscular tissue milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lounge lizard peel covered breasts touched my chest. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the nerveless 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 poise healing unguent soothed my dinge genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still blue when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her sleep. It took a few moments to take in my charge before I awoke my hosts with gentle kisses and advised them that my presence might not be well accepted by their subject field. The Queen gently caressed my shaft and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the clique where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would eliminate my freedom. Breaking our embrace, I leaned over and secured the rope before taking a seat succeeding to the void shell to await my soon to be disclosed lot. The Queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the trail from whence we came. Despite her unflattering attire, the to the full rhythm curvature of her hips left a most delicious imaginativeness to settle at peace to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the bright spotlight of a replete sun woke me to witness the son of Godzilla hovering over me. Anxious to try my newly acquired noesis of mental manipulation, I focused on the creatures elephantine cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a flavour of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's huge hulking frame down and rolled next to me with an earth shaking thud. Not quite sure of how to express my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's snoot. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the scene in tote up disbelief until the Queen moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the oddment of group and spread her limb wide as she spoke.

"Sisters,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to carry through our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill up our lifeless uterus with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my ankle and gently touching my leg. Rising to her metrical unit she stretched her arms out again before speech production ;"take away heed of his given approval and share your feminine endowment freely for surely he will provide the seed we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her script and helped me to my substructure. I embraced her gently and kissed her os frontale."My queen mole rat,"I began,"My marrow will be willingly shared with all who desire for a prison term. I only require your trust and understanding."

"Make ready a dwelling for our seed presenter Sisters, and prepare a spread ! Let us welcome the father of our future tense ;"the fag proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke Forth in commove babble and scurried back towards the bivouac while I turned to the patient creature and patted his mandible again. Despite his unusual dietary requisite, his teachable servitude was most welcome. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to uprise. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his feet and slowly rose to his full three story acme, adjusting to my alien presence in the process. In surprisingly niggling metre, I had my monstrous comrade trained to wide-eyed hand motion for direction and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a headmaster and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youth, he dined on farewell as well as short scurrying mole type critters that wandered across our path while exhibiting a incredible gentleness around humanity. We took a trip through the forests and up the side of an antediluvian volcano while I grabbed an occasional heat fruit and gained a good picture of the lay of the land. The geology, botany, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rock and roll and flora, although similar to the natural state of my family world, displayed unique evolutionary characteristics. The creatures were somewhat exchangeable also, although my mountain was by far the great of the brute we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial field, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled sensible horizon. Beyond the deal in the opposing focus was a trailer truck desiccate plain with entirely unique flora and herds of bovines with long antelope curved cornet. Birds of splendid plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava flow, I found scores of malleable stones that could easily be fashioned into shrewd edges for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered earn of a small aborigine settlement as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's instincts, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard young woman 's ingroup where the miss were scurrying about in anticipation of our return. The fervour in the core of the coterie was roaring in saturation and poles with some case of skinned poultry where stuck in the ground around the perimeter. The baby 's skin glowed in the firelight and humble little prime were sprinkled in there hair and in ring around their ankle joint. Their lizard pelt were replaced by thin common translucent wraps that barely concealed their womanly plus and blended sensually with their tanned skin. It was a refreshing batch to my wandering eyes and my rapidly remedial computer software. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of discarded pelt and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log soapbox next to the Queen where the hewn table before me was filled with aboriginal treat. It was and overwhelming display of hospitality.

As a stranger in a unknown land with spermatozoon my only bargaining microchip, I was compelled to share some of my nonnatural experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her beauty for the first-class honours degree sentence. Her knocker were full with small pebbled nipples, her recollective neck and toned pegleg oozed sensuality, her prospicient brunette hair and soft facial characteristic bestowed with plenteous full brim beckoned my stimulation, and the air of royal house she projected compelled me to move as close to her as possible. She smelled of sweet-smelling carnations that required every ounce of chasteness I could come up to keep a full frontal passion attack. I took her hand and rose to my groundwork and she quickly rose to stick to my lead. We wandered into the nearby Natalie Wood amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a plantation of stout Bush cover with jaggy branches. Quickly snatching them from the diffused worldly concern, I procured the Queen 's stone knife and quickly fashioned pronged supports. Gently kissing her delicious lips passionately, we quickly returned to camp down and I set up the crude expectoration over the flame, placing three of the roasting domestic fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my hosts soon had all the gist on interchangeable, quickly fabricated spit they were slowly turning the stewing bird. The Queen and I returned to our preselected tail and held handwriting as we watched the festivities. Savory highly intoxicating drinking were liberally served. Several missy sang a strange harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several Passion of Christ fruits, I leaned back to savor the gentle high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the meat was served and we feasted. It 's serious to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delicious fiesta, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious master of ceremonies gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my pharynx I began to sing the simply vocal the came to bear in mind :"Kumbaya."My rendition did not consecrate the melodic phrase justice, but my captive consultation was entranced by the unusual other worldly sounds, swaying hand in handwriting from face to side with close down center. Several cried. I then encourage them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our corporate articulation. I wondered briefly if the inhabitants of ground could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal proposition Sung. As the melodious phone began to die down and the hobo camp returned to stillness, the female monarch arose and motioned for me to stand along side.

"It is metre to get down the extraction of our preciously ejaculate, sister !"She turned to me with a strange look on her face and I felt me knees set about to tremble."We can not allow you the freedom to mate on your own accord. Your are the slave of the sis of the Knife Toothed animate being and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final meal, the extract of the Vermilanda seed was added to your drink. This extract enhances your fertility while depleting your forcible strength."She turned to her issue with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of joining, and use him fully beginning with the eldest babe first. By this time on the morrow you shall all have the seed of aliveness growing within you and the life giver will join his bar brothers !"A shrill, ear piercing sunniness rose from the crowd as two set of hired man firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed lean to and I was firmly tied spread bird of Jove on my backrest.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the festive environment created that had so effectively clouded both my logical thinking and distrust. These remorseless bitches were brutish ! As the beginning lounge lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the chance to truly experience the sensations of being fucked to death. Fate can be a cruel mistress, yet succumbing to a barrage of pussy buffeting seemed a most fitting death. After spewing my first hot lading into the plastered orgasmic cunt riding me, I felt my feverish gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing animation giving semen at a never before experienced pace. Soon the nameless pussies lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the hyperactive nerve close in my privates, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending shelling of wanton twat accompanied with sighs of cacoethes and orgasmic expletives.

By the early morning, I was fading in and out of realness when a thunderous crash stimulated the last snow leopard of my Adrenalin into my branch. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to overstretch my articulatio radiocarpea into view and undo the knots. I sat up to encounter Godzilla staring at me with a curious gaze. I gave him the most cheerful greeting I could summon as I fumbled with the vines around my ankle joint. Unable to rise to my feet, the Jurassic monster gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's stern leveled the tilt to and various nearby dwellings amidst the panic-stricken shrieking of the occupier. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

Part III

I awoke sometime later under a declamatory palm type tree with a soft sea cinch massaging my fatigued tree branch. Two brown skinned girls with brilliant whitened teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweet-smelling tasting piss from a shallow roll while the other fumbled with the discolour remnants of my discolour genitals. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two minuscule holy man bolted as I felt the comrade blow of disgusting breathing time on my back. Turning, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scaled neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bluff rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the Din Land of the living. Commanding him to tip, it turned and took a few steps before returning to my face. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with foam white sand framed by the towering trees of a jungle. A short distance from where we stood was was a minuscule gathering of undefendable air huts covered with interwoven palm type leaves and a group of world crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden shaft at the ready. Along the shore was a jagged line of small helping hand hewn watercraft with outriggers. Turning towards them with my hands extended, I fell face first into the soft sand. It was too early on and I was far to imperfect to trust my own facilities. The two young maidens hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing various more sips of water down my parched throat.

Despite their fear, the foliage clad chemical group slowly approached with their arm poised. Ever mindful of my bank companion, they eased ever closer until one of the former adult female extended a small portion of fried Pisces. Weakly I reached up and let her grade it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the touchy white human body slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting position. Feebly, I pointed to my comrade and repeated his name slowly respective times before collapsing with debilitation. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their fizgig. One of the Edward Young girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his monumental brain and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the full mathematical group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my companion basked in their out-of-doors attention ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his monumental bulk.

Several of the elder women broke from the group and crouched following to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless figure between my stage. Their hands had evolved with short translucent webs between their fingers which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulders, they eased me back to one of the huts, and made me well-off on a sand stuffed cushion of leaves. Several dental plate of Pisces gist and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every sentence I stirred, one of the small girls immediately tried to overindulge something in my mouth, while the other gently smoothed a clear refreshing liniment over my weary stiff. Several years passed before I was able to convey brief walks along the beach with the livelihood of one of my master of ceremonies and the devoted date of my two legged associate.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the suns rays streaming across the floor to watch the fleet of a dozen or so bunker canoes heading out into the spread out sea. Those remaining behind were in use with diverse tasks ; cooking, cleaning, sewing, and gathering cuticle that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two Pres Young girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a plateful of food and a small vas of emollient they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful eyes of several womanhood sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genitals. The normal coloring of my beam of light had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was hope my charge could resume, thanks to the good fear of my new found comrade.

One of the women 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 shaft a gentle squeeze she quietly queried ;

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a dwelling house federation of tribes by lounge lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an selection from a seed before I was forcibly gang raped until my two legged comrade rescued me and brought me to this office. After a few seconds to analyze my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induced infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a recollective row of similarly shaped vessels perched atop a yearn shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few bead of burning liquidity into the exposit opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the duration of my jibe into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very staple full term that the blood serum only neutralized the toxicant in my organization, and the only likely remedy was found in the venom of the sable sea snake that was otherwise black unless administered directly to the Qaeda of my penis ( peen ). After the venereal maltreatment I 'd already know, I was n't too eager to hold a serpent gnaw on my peter, yet the choice of a lifetime of sterility was even LE appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my private parts lovingly and shared her knowledge of this clan of sea multitude, how they traded with other clan 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 women were left to fend for themselves. The lounge lizard skinned kinship group were known throughout the land as unmerciful warriors with an oral docket of conquering. If my natality returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the survival of her clan and her world. It was apparent her wiseness would be a dandy plus 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 grasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could find this cock biting snake and she withdrew slightly with a headache etched on her side.

"We shall encounter one in the syndicate of low water when my associate return - be aware few have survived their bite."

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

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

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to deflect any advance disclosure, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue caused by our ill at ease lieu drew us apart. The two vernal girls sat following to me, and I showed them how to play tic-tic-toe in the George Sand. The vauntingly head of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree diagram line of products and I rushed out to greet my old friend. I sensed he had found a spouse, and he leaned down to for me to mount him. Once securely on board, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a flock of brightly colored birds with razor sharp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. Several hr later, we were cheeseparing to foothills when my saddle horse slowed his pace close to a large opening in the rock face. Strolling casually towards the obscure opening, he bellowed a jungle jarring growling and a somewhat littler edition of Godzilla with a row of six tit down her breast appeared and chirped a gamy pitch twitter in response. Dino love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his capitulum and I slid to the earth immediately patting her scaly skin with acceptation. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned gentle jog, and we almost immediately formed a most strange bond. Projecting a imaginativeness of the starting time get together and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to wax him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long strides that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a abbreviated glimpse of the lounge lizard bitches bivouac before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into oblivion amid a outpouring of wooden gig that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the shrouded figure of the god mother into the dull undergrowth just as my setting flattened them into a pool of goo.

Once the debris had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with sweat. Grabbing a spear, I quickly circled the remains of the pack on ft, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a tight circle. With the towering countenance of two beasts behind me, I commanded the trembling survivors to live in peace with everything and everyone or their portion would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening milk shake of my fishgig, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two fellow traveler to rub their mandible in gratitude.

region IV

It was then I noticed the spear shaft extending from the sonant lower trunk of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the putz, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the fizgig came unloose and I was drenched with a shower of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest leaf of a nearby tree, I crammed it against the open wound and used my back to form a pressure bandage as Godzilla paced back and Forth River like an big Church Father on delivery day. A short time later, as my specialty waned, I slowly eased away from the stopgap dressing and grabbed various gourd vine that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of industrial plant bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my beaten-up genital organ. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off several leaves on my way back to the site hoping they worked as well on dino peel as they worked on my private component. Gently bathing the wounding and applying the leaf extract onto a invigorated leaf, I pressed the salad dressing to her abdomen and the look of hug drug that bedcover across her features was beyond priceless.

For the next various hours, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her incline. The bond of trust we formed that good afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the maiden sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a legal brief rally of grunts, Godzilla bowed it 's capitulum and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the small town by the sea pausing occasionally to repose along the way. The entire group of char quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle attention the women gave. The adult female who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the reclining creature with various different vials of elixir, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her organization, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two young lady friend eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal pool with a large black eel thrashing the water into foam and the first tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my binding and my two little template immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my limbs and sat on them with their wide weight. I took abstruse breathing time and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombi, root for a six foot slimy Mass of struggling human body into the undefendable air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon several others joined in to help them. Losing my boldness I struggled to free myself. Despite my conflict, the two Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl continued their gentle and effective stimulus as it gradually subdued my panic reception with unmistakable arousal. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the soft supple hands were withdrawn and my phallus was engulfed by a frigidity slimy sheath.

Suddenly, various pin mother fucker around the base of my putz sent jounce of lightning up my spur followed by a fiery hell on earth that rapidly spread through my torso like a wildfire. The inferno increased in intensity level exponentially, whisking past my pain sensation brink like a runaway gearing. I screamed and struggled, my torso breaking out into cold frisson accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my rooster had doubled in size of it and had taken on a violet hue, while my orb had swollen into voiceless playground ball sized glands stretching my scrotal release so tightly in was almost lucid. The excruciating painful sensation spread upwards and I voided the contents of my venter, almost choking in the procedure. As my tortured awareness began to fade, an explosive eruption of bloody yogurt textured excretion spewed high into the air from the head of my rooster. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my sentience briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a cold-blooded compress to my forehead ; then darkness. As the first streams of morning light glittered across the open sea, I opened my heart and realized my feverishness had broken. My groin felt like it was the receive mat for the 3rd Reich entering Poland yet any touch was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the full Village in assorted positions of ataraxis while the wear middle of the healing women studied my every modulation intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the gaps in the leaves apparently recovered from their hoyden through the lizard bitch den. I mustered a brief smile and stretched my limbs as my sleeping companions began to stir.

With a breath a fresh sea air I hugged the adult female who had remained by my side of meat throughout the entire ordeal and whispered I would now call her my doctor. She smiled wistfully as the two unseasoned girls stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a blue kiss on each of their forehead. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the forefront of the repellant tool. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two young supporter gestured towards the sparkling sea. With childlike exuberance, they helped me to my feet and we slowly made our way into the cool refreshing surroundings. The sea, birthplace of life and enceinte healing elixir of all drew me into its bosom like a loving mother. An errant plash and soon the three of us were playing in the champagne surf. Soon we were joined by the integral disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited looseness until I was finally drug back up to the MD hut exhausted.

The doctor immediately forced my wooden leg apart and applied a console emollient to my genitals, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to indurate. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my pecker was alive with sensations. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first, and started to rub my shaft of light up and down her furry slit. She murmured a short live on dissent as her natural sexual congress inherent aptitude occluded logical mentation. Grinding her hips against my genitals, her school principal tilted back and her respiration grew fragmented. As one of my custody encased the full heap of her breast, my other script slid between us and positioned my glans at her entrance. Her center shot undefendable and she gasped as I forced myself into the fond tight opening slowly, savoring the delightful condensation within.

The remnant of the federation of tribes gathered closely to reckon her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my hands explored the seasoned softness of her breasts. She gasped for hint and grimaced when her pubic muscles squeezed shut and her hips dropped forcefully into my lap with a long overdue orgasm. The surrounding gang cheered soft soap and unexpected laugh from both of us. Automatically, I began to squeeze my rose hip again and she whimpered another legal brief protest as she gently returned my knife thrust. She climaxed respective more than fourth dimension forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the mouth of her uterus. We held our position for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. all-fired ejaculate dribbled between her thighs as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the strain of exertion and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two small companions with a heaping home base of exotic food and the doctor with a full smile on her face. As I slept, she had taken a sampling of my cum and found it contained a minute sum of money of semen but to a greater extent clock time was required for my full manfulness to generate. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the early stroked my privates ; making my cock hard only to watch it wither. The medico produced a large modesty leafage and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waistline. I could feel my strength returning with every bite and waved to some of the miss to get together me as I drew out a sketchy mannequin of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple-minded mast. Collectively sharing thought, we soon designed a viable example that I would spend much of my waking 60 minutes the next few Clarence Day constructing and instructing on the use of the large folio sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to inseminate my two companions when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea gentle wind,"there was often excitement in the bivouac. The sturdy little craft took to the water like a flavour pro, responding to helm and sail gracefully. After respective trial ladder, she sailed out of passel on the outgoing tide only to bring back several time of day later with a score of basketful filled with Pisces the Fishes. There was much celebration that dark, and some of the most palatable seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her fellow traveler Nell coaxed me away from the festivities, and showed me their private playground hidden from the encampment in the nearby jungle. It would be the long promise end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her back gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded body and covering the newly exposed flesh with a people of candy kiss. Her youthful predisposition brought her to the verge of coming almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing body, clawing at my private parts wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy possibility, I thrust into her depths. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my assault on her nasty kitty-cat, gaining a few centimeter with each jabbing. My glans kissed her cervix even though my cock was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal muscles was virtually insufferable yet the pressure was Sir Thomas More than sufficient to play her over the edge with a continuing series of orgasms. Pressing my pelvic girdle against her firmly to keep brawny ejection, she bucked her hips with youthful zeal. After respective minutes she wailed a final exam testimonial of pleasure and give. As she completely relaxed, I was capable to withdraw amidst the distinctive flapping sound of a pussy wind.

Nell was sitting with her knee joint to her chin and her binding against a tall tree with eyes as big as silver buck. I smiled at her as my breath returned. After a time, her instinct overwhelmed her concern and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless flesh. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her chest to find a beautifully puffy mouth watering coffee John Brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive flesh with my oral cavity. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to display the difference of her nubile body.

detection her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the magic unexplored territory of her consistence with gentle kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my progress to give up her time to adapt to the new sensations. By the time I had exposed her bright garden pink clit, her body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist peach fuzz and her first orgasm erupted violently. I gave her various minutes to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate places. She grabbed my hair forcing me thick into the Brown puffy folds as she rapidly ascended to her second orgasm. Her rose hip arched with youthful athleticism as she released a long flow of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling frame, I positioned myself and quickly jab into her stiff quim at the moment she began to relax. 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 thrusting musculus of of slickness tunnel. She quickly rose to another climax, only this time, I continued my ravishment to keep her over threshold. When the two aristocratic hands of Sandy began caressing my hind end and miserable extremity, I lost the few fibers of restraint holding me back and thrust one concluding clock time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of climax.

Barely recovering from the epos download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting body and quickly positioned my still unbending tool at her vaginal hatchway. Slowly engulfing as a lot of the length as her short organic structure could endure, she eagerly moved up and down it 's distance with more than enough stimulation to keep me rigid. Her drive was somewhat longer this time, nonetheless it provided an even greater figure of orgasmic releases than during our firstly meeting. How beautiful her bare bouncing tiny teat white meat appeared now covered with a fine shininess of sweat. One of her free hands reached behind to crush my low gonads as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the end of my prostate a second time within just a few minutes of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side and Sandy slid beside me on the former, a silent rip trickling down her cheek.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the political party bridge player in hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile companion a farewell osculation, I strolled into the calm sea and bathed myself before taking a seat next to the physician. She smiled and her free paw found the seam in my reserve leaf, gently cupping my package and leaning against me while the two Cy Young women were excitedly babbling to the other women which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my express resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her head still tucked to my thorax ; and I asked her to describe her young. She was the only child of the simply Doctor of the tribe. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the ways of get laid medication as her sire eventually became the leader of the federation of tribes. When the"great dying"passed over their world, her Mother resumed the leadership theatrical role amongst much excitement and focused the group on natural selection technique and hope.

The Doctor rose to her base and called the clan together asking them to take shape a line from the unseasoned first to the oldest. Numbering them in order from the vernal to the old, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most virile commencement while monitoring my progress through the mathematical progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The first girl was a pudgy piffling morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the commencement. The Doctor explained my body required time to regenerate more come between face-off, and my mission was to repopulate the entire planet, not just their tribe. A collective moan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her attack.

Taking center leg, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the venereal mechanisms, methods of physical rousing, and the genial connection. I then asked my number 1 mate to mistreat forward and explained the female generative organization as she nervously wrung her hands. Gently guiding her to the George Sand I encouraged the others to conjoin us, as I massaged her mound and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her centre germinate undefendable in surprise as my one helping hand gently circled her clit and the other applied gently stroked the prior wall of her vagina. With a oink she succumbed to a flesh rippling climax ejecting a belittled pool of creamy blank essence. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delightful cream from my finger's breadth as several of the participating audience breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the young woman gently on the cheek as she continued to tweet with sensual release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where necessity to ensure they all would experience the joys of orgasm.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the cute beauty at my side with a cargo of my ejaculate and held her finish as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising tide. The cool refreshing water invigorated my spirit, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering companion I had ruefully ignored over the preceding respective days. Rubbing and tickling their rough cutis, we were soon frolicking in the Robert Gray morning ignitor invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering swamp grass. I noticed the wiped out prow were hollow and remembered the tribe collecting water from a nearby stream. Stumbling to my feet, I tried to exterminate one of the larger tree to no service until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it justify. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the poles back to cantonment I had hurriedly tied to his fanny with some nearby vines.

The touch doc greeted us as we neared and received gentle nudges from my two unlikely accompaniment. I described my idea of a community center with running weewee for the hick kitchen and bathroom with a rock lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled several plan and as the small fleet left on the early dawn tide, we assembled work crowd and began construction. The two hulk lounge lizard were irreplaceable, digging trenches with their tails and dragging the fallen logs to their required destination. By nightfall, leaf were being intertwined on the raftsman of the solidness social structure and water trickled along the pipes on the rampart to enfeeble into a rock lined cistern close to the low lunar time period tier. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the pleasure of sexual intercourse and filling them with my reclaim seed.

By evenfall, we were exhausted. A gentle duck soup whispered through the leaves and my new, strawberry blonde companion was eagerly demonstrating her stimulation technique, sucking my shaft deep into her throat as I fought to dissuade the overwhelming urge to fill her entrails. Finally pulling her free, I rolled her onto her dorsum and plunged into her depths like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our stimulation. I awoke to the early sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn President George W. Bush against my cock in crazy abandon. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed depth, and let her have her way with me, more as a spectator than a player. Our mutual coming awoke half the ingroup and pulled out every ounce of cum my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at total strength by the metre I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bathroom to wash off the blood and orgasmic inwardness from my chopfallen genitals. Sex with this radical was far from routine and beyond my wildest dreaming.

Several more glorious day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open pee and regain the connection I had made yr earlier as a young sailor in the US Navy. One shiny morning, I disentangled myself from the loving branch of a passionate brunet and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their nets on table. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the young catamaran, the Sea fairy. As the shoreline faded into a thin assembly line on the skyline, the womanhood evolved into a brash, uninhibited stria of longshoremen. We worked hard to pull the profit filled with multicolored 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 humor and a lean of never before heard profanities that left my sides aching from laughter.

Once the fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the hurry H2O as we turned about to bring back to their house beyond the apparent horizon. beginning, however, it was essential to clean the scales and entrails from our tegument and we quickly shed our leave of absence as we dove into the frizzly aplomb water with regardless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu variant of body of water tag, when two unassailable hands tugged me submerged and pulled me downward at an incredible speed ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid descent. My final cognitive opinion were the wickedness that now enveloped us, as we continued to derive further into the depths.

function VI

I awoke in a warm lit room with a ventilation apparatus covering my nose and oral fissure and a humming mechanical gimmick poised over my genitals. Adorned with a white surgical cap, mask, and full length operative scrubs, a figure appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelic voice. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a camber of legal document punctuated with flash multicolored Inner Light and a cant of IBM data tape spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era science fiction B moving picture. She finally turned to face up me again while gingerly holding a strip of wide of the mark white magnetic tape punctuated by an undecipherable series of holes.

"You are a most welcomed guest of the realm of REA. Your timely 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 night-robe entered oozing of nobility. With a nod, she dismissed the medical 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 mime her lack of emotion.

"You are fertile, and despite the scarring on your testes, up to of producing the seed required to repopulate this reality. With your consent, we shall elicit the fruit of your egg and distribute it throughout our sterile world."

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

"In take, your will be given the Francis Scott Key to our kingdom."

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my eyes, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine world housed the most acquire culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable forfeiture of my solitary exploration and insemination exploits were unwelcome. Further, the humanist process of repopulating an unsuspecting domain by any one subculture would certainly provoke sealed conditions not unlike the governments of my native world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no conditions to our fertility dissemination other than your avow promise to keep back the secretiveness of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the aerofoil upon the successful collection of your liveliness giving seminal fluid, to pursue your life-time of nondiscriminatory sexual relation for pleasure without the pressure of repopulating the major planet. This I vow. It would be Nice to learn of your world and engineering developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to parcel the secrets of my native earth for fear it may alter your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my nitty-gritty may unwrap a host of interbreeding variables that will invariable interpolate the evolution of your inherent species."

"We must entrust our destiny to our Maker for the future tense is beyond our creation ; and have faith in our given ability to purpose whatever incongruousness that may arise,"she replied solemnly."Your news is most refreshing, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honor to have it off the hereafter of our world comes from the lumbus 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 several co-occurrence scurried over to the bank of telephone dial and buttons, while another gently lowered a great mechanical device over my loins, fumbling to guide my squinch electric organ into a lovesome synthetic opening. She then slid a modest probe into my backside, and placed a smooth bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating orbs within. After a few tenuous bit, the auto hummed to life ; blue electrical charges bathed my bollock and prostrate, while gentle suction pulled my cock fully into the a sleeve with a minor inflatable ring that secured the device to the bag of my turncock. Varying electrical daze surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my ray. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in recent 24-hour interval and orgasms eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

I was awakened by a lenify tug on my inguen and open my eye to see the peter sucking apparatus being pulled away gently.

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

"Oh yes, with a surplusage,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your generative arrangement exceeded our expectations and even now continues to produce at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will have generated more than sufficient semen to impregnate any potential difference partner."She examined my genitals momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a voiced cloth."The slight stain and uncomfortableness will melt shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several switches on the control panel. With a grin, she disappeared out of scene, and with a ivory realigning stretch, I sat up and studied my surroundings.

The threshold slid opened and Reanna appeared adorned in a Patrick Victor Martindale White flowing nightie. I smiled at her and she took my hand and patted the back gently.

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

"come,"she commanded a she grasped my hired man gently and pulled me from the origin way."This habitat and the one under grammatical construction in the North Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding pauperization far into the foreseeable future. In this adroitness your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environments it encounters - super semen if you will."We left the science laboratory and entered a orotund hangar with a grouping of silklike mute black wiliness resembling the manta rays of my home world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known fresh water reservoirs that supply over 98 % of the native population under screen of duskiness with these craft. Within a few cycles, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a huge elbow room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining walls lined with dustup upon rowing of texts."Our deposit of collective noesis,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of double threshold ;"Our nutritionary nub,"a prospicient walk of life through another set of doorway ;"Our sterilization and reclaimable facility,"and finally through a final stage set of room access"Our berthing facility."Above us are more laboratories and data collecting facilities, and below our angle char reside. Well organized, the structure reeked of sterility and military discipline ; I was a guest in a sterile utopia. Although I was tempted to share my watching, the apparent age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my sound judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my approval. She extended an invitation to join their community but after several feigned import of intense introspection, I declined on the ground of harmfully altering the predetermined course of this worlds'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my choice before departure, but upon finding the menu was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few meters from the fleet of minor sportfishing vessels with a lung total of impudent air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretending uninstructed women, who 's simplicity and lovingness provided a receive relief from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my companions, taking one particularly nubile Virgin within my embrace and under the longing gaze of the others, made soft passionate making love as the waves caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a alone half- cleaning woman, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our intertwined legs.

My reunion with the Village was joyous. The doctor fell at my understructure and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking turns riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the miss literally danced and thumped their keister forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the shelf in the lodge. In this wearable optional celebration, I was the centrepiece, sharing bosom from everyone and pap pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A feast was prepared to everyone 's joy and I learned I had disappeared for two cycles and was feared forever lost. Despite the doctor call for constraint, I soon found myself buried face first in the furred fumble of a dark skinned virgin, tugging on the unusually large clitoris as she danced beneath me with a serial publication of orgasms. Once the new girlfriend was inseminated and resting, the physician motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the rest of the nighttime in a loving embrace.

Part VII

The delirious babble of the fisher awakened us as they hovered over respective digit lying in lifeless ataraxis just above the water line. As we closed in at a replete sprint, I immediately recognized them as occupant of the submarine realm of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable features of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my software system. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of several mind bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the fish cleaning lady and waved to encourage them snug. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as potential and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Dr. 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the breaker, that the fish women drew near, and I knelt into the H2O to greet them with a soft trace. Their eyes were abnormally large, small-scale fins sprouted from the sides of the cervix, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their omphalus, at the flair of their full phase of the moon feminine hip, the sonant musical scale of pastel tint began ; descending down their thighs to the beautifully formed tail. With farsighted flowing tomentum, and perfectly developed chest, these mermaids soon warmed and swim around me in a close knitting circle, pinching and probing my torso curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my fountainhead, much like the mental imagination of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this humanity. An alien that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their married person with some kind of ultrasonic beam. They built the underwater kingdom for her and stimulate to do her summons for fear of their lives. The elicit semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the pack of future offspring into inane retard. Unfortunately, these three charwoman had neutralized the ejaculate 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 ineffective to do anything except live up to Reanna 's commands. The doc 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 positively charged signs of recovery.

Taking a long person quenching drink of overbold water, I pondered the homo precondition ; the perpetual quest for business leader by a select few corrupting and destroying the spirit of everyone else with fell insensitiveness. Yet somehow, have it away persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in bondage learn to accept their view in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the denizen of the small village living peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lizard skins with her insensitive pipe dream of conquest ; a burning desire to defend the simple way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly scourge must be removed with minimum encroachment on the settlement.

Clenching my fists, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the source of the HF transmissions and if possible, to turn up the ion big businessman source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a 10000 of technique but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard peel encampment, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could assist. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea dragon ;"a large animate being low in IQ but off the charts in devotion. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companion over. With emphatic swipes of their narration, they soon had excavated a cryptical pocket billiards for the mermaids to float up to the village structures.

After a brief trial and error time period, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the leaves of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the aborigine and I found them to be both gratifying and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nurse who had enough DOE to speak briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the subaquatic city with a series of impromptu lottery, finally settling on two probable locations for the RF generator and the emplacement of the ion author.

Suddenly, two small eyes approximately ten meters apart popped out of the water on chaff, and surveyed the layout independently - a great deal like the eyes of a mantis. Soon, other eyes popped up randomly followed by a with child honker with a Brobdingnagian set of incisors on either side of meat. No intro was needed - the sea flying lizard had arrived ! With a series of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could empathize the plan was revealed. With a few words of caution and cheers of backing, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open H2O leaving behind a virtual tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the solid fair sex, and we hurriedly launched the Sea Sprite.

A sense of tacit urgency settled over the craft once the canvas billowed. The confidential information 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 churn. A small glowing egg shaped cunning burst through the open and accelerated as it climbed heterosexual person up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a ten thousand of dust and lifeless bodies surfaced around us followed by a joyful group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to find and fistful of survivors ; the upgrade had been grotesquely disastrous for most. Filled beyond capability, we slipped away from the rhapsodic solemnization, setting sheet for home while bailing water supply to keep afloat. At first there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the integral craft rose several meters above the H2O as the flagitious leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the subsister were transported to where the Doctor had established a small triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the damage and recover any articles they could n't use before returning to the former residents for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the negative force of their rapid assent, they revealed this world was somewhat younger than my plate satellite and currently supported approximately 50,000 man aliveness frame. respective large waterfront cities were sprinkled across the only res publica people while the sea covered the greatest majority of the planet. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a large volcanic rift dividing the ground mint in two. The sea adult female had a lifetime twice that of the"earth inhabitant"and were the simply other sound life forms found on this planet.

Amidst the tarriance celebrations, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal twist. I had been on this earth for nearly two months now by my near enumeration, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local inhabitants. Not knowing my length of service much less the tenure of my virility, I concluded it would take at least two life to impregnate all known candidate. Factoring in attrition and environmental hazards, the indigen population would melt into oblivion within a few generations. Although life by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon need to draw to a finish. I returned to the Village unaware of the partial result the Doctor of the Church had already gleaned from her patients.

Part ogdoad

The mermaids were returning with an mixture paraphernalia from the underground urban center, and the Doctor rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the maliciousness of the coal black sea ophidian, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % effective most any adult female who bathed in the treated H2O would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craftiness were salvageable sealed the lot. The next respective cycle were so filled with natural action that my sex life brake shoe to a halt yet my noesis al-Qaida expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three singular cultures. After several nosedive in wet courtship that had floated to the open, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craftiness, and a multitude of publication - of particular pastime was a thorough surface map revealing the get laid emplacement of the planet 's inhabitants and their water supplying. By dark, I along with several of the recovered survivor with flight of stairs aptitude learned the feature of the flying simple machine over the open water. Easy to navigate with a battery of flight controller, we soon could pinpoint drop locations and zoom away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the third day, as I watched a group of women discussing long term emergence with child growth, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivors of the underwater city together, I vented my worry about the impact of blending two intrinsically unlike cultures with generations of differences together. Amidst the solemn grouping that had already established deep friendships with the earth inhabitant, one of the Old survivors named Tash rose to her feet and announced her purpose to lift her offspring here and considered the blending of the two cultures a mutually beneficial, irreversible stroke of destiny. She then walked over to me, and tawdry enough for everyone to pick up said ;

"I need to find a man inside me."

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

One by one the women rose until they were all standing silently, the air gently tousling their hair. I ran my digit through my long hair ; mindful it was physically unimaginable to satisfy their petition and bang up everyone unaffected by our super sperm nebuliser. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my originative extraction and dissemination before exploring the choice for individual needs. I was led to towards the back of a shelter and laid down on a specially make cot. respective gravid ebony Snake were being milked of their venom into a large bowl by a crowd of villagers struggling to control the animate being. A probe was inserted conterminous to my prostate ; a small-scale bag was eased over my gonads, and a scaled down version of the"hammer pump"was eased into place on my groin. It was connected to an supplemental power supply on of the mantid craftiness and within a few moments, I was asleep with the machine gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my pass was spinning. The medico was fidgeting over my chapfallen peen, while the constant pilotless aircraft of a separator whirred just above my domain of sentiment. The nursemaid suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the dilute semen was being prepared for statistical distribution the very like night. Told to rest, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my face and we spooned together until dawn of the succeeding morning. Before I rose to try out my installation, I shared the seasonably disclosure of the survivor sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to hold out out my animation in this ocean side paradise, yet the opinion of untold lives never being realized - any one that may change the course of this world 's development, was more than adequate impetus to pursue my quest for unsown candidates.

As the two full laden mantis shaped craftsmanship rose into the evening mist on the predetermined road, I stole from the camp, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his mate while planting the image that they would be needed to care for the Doctor and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a curt length from the sea, I moved away from the inner circle into the unknown assured my experience and open curiosity would prevail against any terror I may encounter. To ensure my escape route was undetected, I threaded my way through lead virtually obscured from overhead by the midst Tree. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a belittled rock and roll overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was bright daytime when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camo. Now miles from the Greenwich Village, I felt safe to return to the water supply's edge for a much easy theodolite to the gravid community on the North sea. Suddenly a subtle splash behind me stirred my senses into overuse as I dove for concealment. Scanning the surface of the water without moving my extremities for various minutes, I saw a blond haired head poke out of the weewee followed shortly by respective brunette chief. Not seeing any apparent movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke cover version and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short clock time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their entire bosom were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling clear surf, I could see their vague outlines ; sweet circle faces with pastel gills on their cervix, full perky breasts, slim muscular extremities, and scaly green dress suit. From waistline up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaly no man 's land. I projected my warmest greeting and asked if they were from the underwater urban center. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male comportment and wished to confirm the rumor. As I slowly removed my modesty leafage, their steadfast regard locked onto my genitals and their centre doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my appendage as long as they kept it integral. The three giggled, and after a few tentative touches, my genitals became lost in six yoke of net deal. Thrusting my hips forward to raise their admission, I allowed their console sensations to fondle my overworked software program while submerged, stirring it to living amidst their stunned gazes.

The blond asked to copulate and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her back, she tucked her stern behind her and there, at the crux of her legs a small opening surrounded by tiny tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the hatchway, amazed at it 's ability to fully inflate and engulf my Hammond organ. The tiny tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the fondness of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature sacking. Slowly moving into deeper waters as our bodies sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the spray gleefully, my mitt clutching her two glorious globe as her unassailable hefty body humped me effortlessly. Her explosive press release forced my invader from her depth with one muscular thrust, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with small manoeuvre breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her petite orifice. Immediately, we were climbing ever gamy in each others embrace ; her hips tugging at my cock with baseless abandon while I struggled to maintain my head above water. With respective force broad thrusts, she exploded and rolled give up in exhaustion as the third base mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with eminent pitched"chirps"accompanying each down thrust. My mouth latched onto her firm nipple and she immediately increased her beat as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonads into hyper production. Several more driving force, and I released into her hot womb providing the foreplay for her to quickly follow with her own herculean press release.

I rose to the surface and floated on my back amidst the docile breezes ; exhausted and spent. The gentle hands of the blond mermaid towed me to the base hit of the shore as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny Quaker casually took turns playing with my deflated package bobbing lazily in the piddle, they asked questions about my origins and intimate history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut plants and respective passionateness yield and we dined in the breaker amidst relaxed conversation and docile petting. They asked me to persist with them and promised a universe of discourse of diverse fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate objective was a vauntingly city on the north sea. After a foresightful silence, the declamatory breasted brunette offered to take me there. The normal overland journey of three hertz would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their offering unaware of the bollock draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the former mermaids as we finished our tiffin. Suddenly, a multitude of head popped up above the bubbling breaker and a dominant redhead swam towards me, tucking her ass behind her backbone when she was a few feet from me. Knowing there was no contingence programme for mermaids centering on compatibility effect, I projected the probability of virility offspring with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not stomach from seniority limitation of the land dwellers, although their pauperism to experience the fulfilment of a male person was foresightful overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded fondness with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her back giving me full vulnerability to her big rose nippled breasts, she began to move her tail with ennoble separatrix while almost completely overwhelm. We headed into the open sea, the ennoble motions of her tail and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic release, tumbling through the water system joyfully as the waves of sensual fulfilment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her stead. The small chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my duration effortlessly with nary an travail on my part. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her ebullience. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The entire day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely fertile ejaculate into my leave mate on several affair when the unique stimulation overloaded my common sense. By crepuscule, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a endurance contest moon curser crossing the finish railway line. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my terminus was within reach. As I pumped one final exam payload of seed into the astuteness of my enthusiastic spouse, I felt the live of my energy dissipate, and almost slid into the watery darkness when two twosome of webbed hands pulled me quickly to the aerofoil and gently pulled me within several measure of the shore. My feet touched the rocky tooshie and I turned to wave my grasp to the few someone that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a group of dense George Walker Bush and collapsed. With sweet-scented orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid morning hours of the chase day. several upstage voices spurred me deeper into the thickheaded development and I watched breathlessly as a little group of finely clad dame picked yield and efflorescence growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to approach them, I held back determined to get word more of the tradition and mores before exposing myself to a potentially dangerous surround. Stealthily moving through the wooden-headed underbrush, I made my way to an overlook position on a sharp J. J. Hill just north of the city. With rock 'n' roll pavement on the route bordered by dwelling of rock candy and mud it gave the immediate depression of a well organized Ithiel Town brimming with activeness. pocket-size two legged creature drawn carts carried encumbrance of textile, agricultural product and even hoi polloi to and fro ; the beast were similar to wingless Struthio camelus with less plumage and a sharper schnozzle. I

Pressed up against the mountain was a much larger, ornately decorated construction surrounded by a colorful garden of fruit and vegetable. Along the shoreline were two large log floating piers that extended past the deep piss cove into the open ocean. As crepuscle settled over the city, diminished dragonflies with luminescent offstage emerged in such great numbers the metropolis appeared to bear an unearthly glowing. A large flack crackled in a fire pit in straw man of the temple and many of the women covered with flowing white garments had gathered in a semi circle around it. A anatomy adorned in a robe of many color with a foresighted atomic number 79 stave emerged from the structure and offered several incantation and blessings with outstretched arms. Two attractive females stepped forward as they shed their white robes and covered their breasts and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the total group sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their base as the three missy entered the anatomical structure.

Tomorrow I would reveal my presence, but for now, a few warmth fruit and a quick cleansing splash in one of respective watercourse that fed the now silence urban center would be a suitable precursor to a full nighttime 's relaxation. Sometime later, a young girl 's shriek that nigh assuredly would have shattered glass erupted from the largest structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulsation, I quickly descended from my observation postal service and circled the declamatory structure quickly. The only when entrance, was in presence, but there were large openings with wooden bars every two or three meters. Finding a windowpane to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a posture of extreme carefulness, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a orotund room concealed by double room access. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two sentry go and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit sleeping accommodation.

One of the two girls was laying over a large bed with the fair sex in the multicolored robe reaming the the living daylights out of the young girls vagina with an outsized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only Christian Bible that came to mind when a sharp jab behind my stifle sent me to the rock floor. The woman stopped her ravishment and whirled to get in my prone variant ;

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

I slowly rose to my knee joint and brushed the tomentum from my typeface,"How daring you brutally sully this untried dame,"I spat giving her the vicious eye.

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

"I was sent to facilitate repopulate your populace ; some of my seed was already placed in your water supply. 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 flaccid member momentarily before pitching it over in the quoin."It would be most fresh to go back them and treat them with the dignity young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a meter to fertilize the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the great deal and the peachy champaign beyond."

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

Gently easing her onto her vertebral column, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two bout Earth neatly tipped with promiscuous Brown nipples until they were aroused and my congregation shaft were engorged. Trailing down her trunk as it rapidly rose and descended with foreplay, I found the slipperiness engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant centre that was forming there. With a momentaneous interruption to position myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her pith, giving a momentary pause as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with eager cerebrovascular accident. Soon she ascended to a toe curling handout and I let my centre erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with live up to exhaustion, hoping enough semen had developed since my ball draining showdown with the mermaids to be fertile.

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

"And ability gentlewoman ; It is unlikely any More than three or four mate can be fertilized within a cycle. I propose those remaining barren who desire my seed to contribution their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a private chamber and the freedom to move freely through the city - and please get rid of that puss raider !"

"You will remain within my domicile in a room reserved for only the most honored guests. I shall scream my children together and choose the most probably prospect, and will honor your petition for freedom along with all your needs,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant supplying of heat fruit and a assuasive bath."I kissed her gingerly on the impudence and rose. The two guards stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a untested blond waif burst through the submission and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nakedness and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping pipe organ hanging down from my torso.

"Come on man,"I blurted,"It 's an cavernous pipe organ filled with a mess of nervousness, not a demigod !"

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

I turned to the leader who remained partially bedspread bird of Jove on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would render me with a crotch cover ?"I gently cradled my crotch with mock modestness and turned to the untried victim laying half senseless face down on the bed and advised her to be wary of those pretending to be what they aren't.

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored gown calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the royal seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awed female child and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn baby while mentioning that I was responsible for the life within. Motioning to the guard duty, she whispered a brief set of instructions and motioned for me to follow one of them into the butt on chamber while the other made haste to exhaust the sizzling Whitney Moore Young Jr. mothers. The quarters were well maintained with a Edward Durell Stone tub and a overlooking view of the urban center and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the chill weewee in the tub and let soothing melted informality the fatigue duty from my intent. A small wench flew in the surface window and began to sing a melodious tune as I dozed. A short prison term later, a young fille came to the chamber door and knocked quietly.

The Brigham Young girl had frail lineament with pale ashen hide and almond eyes with just the tiniest beginning of breasts. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly stumbled twice as I motioned her over to the water filled cistern. Her oculus became tumid as silver medal buck when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to slip her gaze on various function, it was apparent her oddment had early ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her hand down to my shrunken crotch, and encouraged her to explore my software. As it grew under her docile exploratory touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine blush creeping down her neck and articulatio humeri, and her mingy nipples poking through the material of her dress. imprecate the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her attire to expose the pristine alabaster skin and her midget sour brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her supply ship flesh as she clung firmly to my cock. Her tender body trembled beneath my hint as I asked if she was with baby. She shook her head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged harmonium and positioned myself at the down treat lips of her entrance. Pulling her close, gently I thrust my hips upwards, pushing past her labia into her warmly inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as closely as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her trunk up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my control, savoring the delicious sense experience as she rode me ; her plastered fanny a joy to curb. A low pitched grunt escaped her mouth as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life from my Hammond organ. Satiated but unrealised, I assumed the driving strength until my searing semen burned through my resistivity and erupted into her profundity. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to biography, Lina quickly scrambled from the tight confines and struggled into her saturated gown. From a hidden pocket, she produced a exquisitely greenness screw thread, and took a few measuring when I stood for her. She muttered a quick thank you as hurriedly left, passing the fair sex with multicolored robe as she entered. Taking a seat on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her title was. She asked me to call up her Mary ; the name her mother had given. I squeezed her script and advised her to remove Lina from the list. Blessed Virgin smiled broadly and confessed it was her starting time selection. The watchword was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my first partner would link me. I patted her hand and reminded her she was my first-class honours degree drawing a warm smiling from her. For the succeeding several arcminute, I taught The Virgin how to kiss until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

Part X

Thanking them both with a quick candy kiss, I slipped the soft material over my seawall and wandered out into the daylight to explore the city. Despite many peculiar looks from the local anesthetic resident, I found the occupant warm and bore to plowshare their noesis and experiences. The instinctive harbour was active with bodily function, the surrounding champaign were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were alive with diverse obscure bodily process. Nowhere did I see idle deal or panhandlers ; everyone set about their tasks eagerly, and I could n't help but impart a paw from meter to time. As the day waned, a womanhood of particularly muscular stature, an virago if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the condition given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by nearly standards a naturalise beast of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the tabernacle, my bones shaken to their core by the beasts gait. When we arrived at the tabernacle, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the double doors as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large banquet table with a motley of the local fare was lavishly laid out including a bombastic bowling ball with a locally distilled wine-colored. Behind, the table a railway line of beautiful lady, adorned in sensual nightie stood nervously. Despite the appetency the counter before me awakened, I took the time to kiss each girls hand gently and offer compliments on their unequaled feature film before requesting Bench where we could all share the meal together. The vino was little more than juice, but a refreshen alteration from the water system which I was accustomed. Moreover, the party was delightful. Once the original irritation passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Mary had instilled mutuality on her subordinates.

As the eventide wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the Passion of Christ yield and new wine had the desired effect and soon we were all in assorted microscope stage of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the young lady began to dance to unheard music, her branch swaying gracefully as her pelvic girdle undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive intoxicated beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the secrecy. I rose and wandered through the erotic fairyland, caressing the captivating ballerina and planting random buss on their graceful flowing helping hand. My foreplay was now painfully seeming, and I shucked my loincloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was flavorless on my book binding and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo eager for their beginning male incursion. Every single pussy that plunged on my turncock was dripping with arousal as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't know how many kitty-cat I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill shriek stilled the havoc. In a condescending tone, Mary chastened the gang and sent them scurrying into the eventide mist as my battered trunk relaxed and a sense of control condition returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced cock still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a loud wolf tin whistle while gesturing to my guests to return. Fighting struggle of authority and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Mary all was well, and her bearing was welcomed. A inadequate, somewhat stumpy girl entered and began to sing a delicious recourse and soon I was flat on my back again, savoring a pack of pussy with my oral cavity as my cock continued its destined service.

Several hours later, the elbow room was filled with eat maidens in various positions of ease as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the temptation and several near young woman, I had somehow retained my ejaculate knowing once spent, the rampantly evening would immediately conclude. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my grimace gently, and I eased her over my rigid fellow member and slid into her profoundness effortlessly. Mary toyed with her nipples and my hands went to her hips to regulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with risky abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed burst inside her. Her deep blue centre shot open with my interjection as she collapsed on my bureau. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless frame and carried her into my Sir William Chambers with a warmly grinning to Mary as she followed us with her eyes.

The future morning, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another turn of pussy pounding insuring her Henry Sweet release before rising to use up in the view and cleansing bath. A suddenly metre later, she reluctantly rose, and with a flying kiss, disappeared into the sweet good morning air. I downed a passion fruit, savoring the rich sweet-scented ambrosia as it slid down my throat and pondered a amble down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a grandiloquent slender brunet entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in front of me and massaging a white lilac odored cream into my low private parts. I pulled her succeeding to me, and ran my fingers through her long silky hair and down her long shapely neck. Gently tracing sluggish erotic patterns to her full titty, I uncovered her large firm teat and eased the stiff textured areola into my lip as her grasp on my penis tightened and she grimaced with rousing. Knowing my payload would be slight at best, I covered her bosoms, and pulled my breechclout on before grabbing her hand to head out in the city.

Our conversations were light and easy, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. Most of the inhabitants were out-of-doors and bore to discuss their spirit but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the pier, we helped to off cargo the sidereal day arrest and repair a few network before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plots and talking with the the growers. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my room and spent much of the afternoon and evening exploring each others plus and sensitivities, avoiding penetration until our reciprocal lecherousness 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 bicycle were marked with a swinging room access of nubile partner, all unique yet gratifyingly similar in their eagerness and orgasmic potential drop. Experience had taught me the trigger full point of feminine arousal to a level of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative power. It would soon be meter to move on. After I had filled a particularly eager blond houri with dark tanned pelt one good afternoon, I went to Mary 's sleeping accommodation and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my close at hand deviation. She was saddened. We spent the night in her chamber and I filled her pussy on various occasions. In the predawn hours, I filled her one last prison term with fresh germ before I disentangled myself from her embrace and silently slid into my loincloth. With a twinge of sadness, I looked back on the waking community of interests before beginning the steady climb up the foothills towards the solid ground beyond the C. P. Snow covered mountains.

voice XI

The retentive climb was filled with anticipation as imaginativeness of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming water would be scarce, I cut a twain of the tubular limbs interchangeable to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with coolheaded gelid runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller heyday and gazed over the senior high plain as I took to myself a passion fruit. In the length was a dust cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of colorful razor toothed wench lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shadiness was at a premium, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any course of reptiles that may not take a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the valley base, I strolled from one tad seaport to another, sucking in the dry slim air alive with a pack of syncope dusty odors.

By late good afternoon as I had stumbled into a small group of tree surrounding a kitty of warm piddle that oozed from the astuteness, the deal had become a faint outline and I congratulated myself for my apropos forward motion. Perhaps I could realise it across the the intact continent if given sufficient time ! The affectionate breezes and a few sips of the crystal clear water had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a dream of a beautifully stoical Amerindian language womanhood on a throne of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clad subjects within an underground chamber gesturing at me with a lusty looking at of cacoethes and mystery. Behind her throne was a mountain of what I suspect was rare muffin in various sizing, glittering in a kaleidoscope of people of colour. I awoke with a get-go ; face to face with a large iguana eccentric lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fibers of my brainpower and said ;

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

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

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

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

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

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

The lizard studied me and snapped a fly from the air with its uncharacteristic longsighted glossa ; choking it down noisily."A minor taste, perhaps,"it conceded.

I set the electron tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to endure the lizard 's final request. A lip less blow job held a certain perverse appeal, but the persuasion of a lounge lizard with my most prize self-possession probing its moxie 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 versed with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't prejudice and promised to be gruntle. The stallion vista was too phantasmagorical, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilt cock, and it quickly slithered between my pegleg and sniff my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the head and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two rows of minor sharp tooth into its gorge. The sensations were rattling and I felt my cock filling with pedigree as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two barbellate claws began kneading my gonads gently as my pelvic arch rocked with unawares copulatory jabbing. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing pace until my gonads tightened against my torso and the companion burning that precedes an upcoming release arose. I announced my release and arched my back as the lizard hung on and ingest every drop I could ptyalise.

I collapsed as the lounge lizard slowly pulled itself costless from its impalement and licked its lizard mouth several times. Its form then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all quaternary ; her long inglorious hair touching the footing and her deep blackamoor eye piercing my someone. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a shape shifting warrior with an oral fetich. She rose to her fundament stealthily and stretched her mitt for me to consume. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to embrace her gently.

"We must hasten, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the thermionic valve of water and turned to detect her already several footstep upstage. Her pace was smooth and effortless and I struggled to keep up with her. I learned they had gleaned my arrival by my scent, and followed me to the pee kitty through the eye of the Tyto bird. She explained the mystical fowl was an extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until early evening when the George Sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a deal atop a slew of flossy plume. As my aspiration had clearly foretold, a stately Princess, surrounded by a entourage of beautiful women, sat in stately grace of God eying my every move unemotionally. Two girls rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my loincloth and rubbing a clear soothing ointment all over my body gently. They restored my breechclout with a bow before returning to the fellowship of the Princess. I took to my knees and bowed in a universal gesture of respect.

"cost increase and rack before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her hand face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless people. Your sacrifices are slap-up and unending ; your future tense uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall chemical bond to make my predecessor. Then, you shall ingest nonsensitive accession to those with whom you choose to mate before you are compelled to bequeath this lifeless plateau on your ongoing quest."Her face slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating regard. She had summed up my mission perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, white and simple ; although the ethereal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much info. Suddenly, my breechcloth fell to my knees and my package became completely exposed. After a legal brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my procreative system of rules as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my manliness augmented to live up to my mission. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her medallion and closed her heart as the way began to drown with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with varicolored ice and our bodies twirling like two well versed ballet terpsichorean. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the olive drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth tones, sweet backtalk watering scent, and angelic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless pussy sliding over my cock like a glove as my sex gland tingled delightfully. Her mellisonant suspiration and the milking contraction of her vagina quickly brought me to the edge, as my hands grasped onto her knockout sparkling nipples and she gasped with her blessing. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the peak of our orgasmic transport swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the longest, most explosive coming we would ever go through. I could feel my seminal fluid thundering through my cock, coating her womb with waves of spermatozoon filled pick as her uterine cervix throbbed with pulsating transport and hungrily pull my life sentence giving essence into her deepness. Slowly, the experience faded, our bodies slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the dull surroundings of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the macrocosm I had known, and a aeroplane of endless Adam, we floated in orgasmic answer, holding hands gently as my nous struggled to analyze our preternatural journey beyond the threshold of percept. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft feathers where I had originally entered this kingdom with my loincloth entire. On the crapper, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a large E. B. White genus Tyto bird perched behind her. Humbled beyond Logos, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesea Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the qualities of nobility ; dead on target to my word, my land is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow life-time to their waste wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to complete the rhythm she already began."A blushing, lanky, fille stepped forward and identified herself as my guide. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her forehead gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hands quickly freed with my loincloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward garb amidst her trembling eagerness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my expression in her President Bush. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a foresighted woeful swearword as her body succumbed to to my oral presidential term. I eased her down on her backrest before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her belittled chocolate nipples as her torso jerked with every tongue swipe across her button. She suddenly squealed and thrust upward forcefully as a long stream of authorize liquid seed bathed my grimace and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling dead body had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my cock into her saturated lips, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery hole. Despite her lack of maidenhead, she was delightfully pixilated and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrusts eagerly and grabbing my gonads with an almost painful grip. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the construction pressure and groaned her sacking triggering my own formal draining bam. Her eyes shoot opened as she exclaimed she could experience my seed spirt into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious organic structure. Within a few brief present moment she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged snatch forcefully against my pubic off-white ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another climax. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous woman with fire in her centre stepped forward and shed her scrubs with one swift motion. Her tumid tit begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed Vannevar Bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my face between her milk bags, savoring the musky perfume and tangy gustatory sensation of her young skin. She fumbled with my still erect electric organ, pulling it into her sexual entry. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her deepness with one swift driving force and we collapsed on the base as one mass of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic releases and focusing on my constant foreplay. She was a action comrade, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My handout required a lifetime of endeavour ; more of a substitute than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering corpse exhausted.

persona XII

The Princess rose from her crapper incidentally baring one of her foresightful sensuous ramification and a small delicate animal foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a pocket-size multicolor gem in the palm tree of my hired hand before closing my fingers around it. My hand began to glow and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my chest, and down into my trunk and soon my soundbox was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitiveness. The Princess returned to her voyeuristical throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long fine hair whispering across her bare shoulders as she squatted over my genital organ. As she positioned herself and slid down my distance, I could find her painfully aroused nipple and enveloping vagina as if her genius became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolutions were intimately shared ; our torso united sensually to become one. I could palpate my essence fill her wanton womb, and the joy of declaration in her sleeve. It was the beginning of a new date of reference that would endure a lifetime ; a talent of remarkable value.

For the adjacent several bike, I was subjected to a continual stream of beautifully sultry spouse ; experiencing their ace with the special power to fulfil their somebody needs as if they were my own. By the end of the second gear round, the continual line of partners dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a shadow hugger-mugger cavern that dwelt near the great nihility. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic natural process that constantly placed the lives of the dweller in peril. I silently concurred that my bearing was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of jewels. I held the Princess in my weapons system as our common respectfulness flowed freely between us with gloominess and infer. Two Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my arms and, with their three measure wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a ten thousand of tunnel into the warm blue sky towards the end of this world.

An endless wall of thick foul smelling smoke, occasionally punctuated by fit of blueness green flames entered our view as we neared our destination. The barren geological shaping and want of flora made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnawing sense of foreboding as my two escorts slowly circled their landing place site and gently dropped me within a meter above the warm up volcanic Harlan Fisk Stone. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, dark skinned natives wielding primitive person nerve artillery. They escorted me through a dusty snarl of dimly lit volcanic underground to a vauntingly clandestine vault lit with primitive oil lamps and fanned with a constant air. Although the heat energy was tyrannous, the duck soup generated by several vast agrestic lover powered by the hot rising air coming from various small vertical outlet made life bearable.

I stood in the middle of a silent R-2 of glaring captor pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than stomach offspring in this unrelenting surround. Finally, a well evolve captor slowly approached me and I extended my hired hand with slight surrender. She timidly patted my blench pectus and patted the jut in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a collective gasp escaped the group. Their weapons slowly lowered as they stared at my bareness and another stepped forward and grasped my script with surprising gentleness. She led me into and adjoining bedroom and gestured to a bubbling stone cauldron filled with swimming brass and various countryfied stone molds nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a find well worth notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube-shaped structure for the expiration, I grabbed my breechcloth and covered my scent and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the escapism road by following the outbound rush airflow. As I broke into the dope filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the good high point to survey the surround. All around me was smoking desolation yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journeying on foot, was a flimsy line of reasoning of dispel trees. Followed curiously by the cave indweller, I set course for the trees, ever wary of potential chance and fresh water. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my hands for something to drink. Two of my date immediately tumbled across the rocks and disappeared over a ridgeline. The others moved closer to me, obviously eagre to get a closer feel at my genitals.

half baked, these tough skinned women were live with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my software system at will ; chastening only when my sex gland were roughly handled. The two daughter suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby spring of warm ( yet potable ) water bubbling from an cloak-and-dagger leap. I let them all drink their fill before diving cheek first into the small pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the toy oasis to the expectant gazes of my comrade and slowly rolled onto my spinal column with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the expectant penis dropped heavily on my thighs and manually manipulated my shaft to fullness. Her tight pink puss, a beautiful contrast to the wickedness folding of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my cock within her sloshed dehydrated pussy.

In a land where water is just, the man trunk accommodates desiccation by redistributing its imagination. Since reproduction was never required, their natural vaginal lubricant had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar pipe patch puss. After respective abominable downwardly strokes, I had to roll out from beneath her to save my remaining skin. I was able to roll over to the outpouring to bathe my throbbing fellow member before easing my saturated cock back into her deepness. It went much easier this time, when our silent percipient suddenly envisioned an tack solution. Soon respective other char climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist tongues until we both went over the top and my thickheaded emollient splashed against her scorched uterus. She was quickly pulled relinquish and another took her piazza. 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 combat-ready and would remain so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combining of oral and vaginal arousal, I was able-bodied to propel my sister making batter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of orgasms was sweet music to my soul and lasted well into the night as nap finally overcame my last orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the night, the gaggle of dark skinned companions faded into memory board ; undoubtedly returning to their hellish lair and the lives few desired. Upon my wakening, I donned my breechclout and drank as much water as I could without drowning, before heading towards the tenuous corner line and the unfilled wombs beyond.

Prologue


Many more dangerous undertaking awaited before the margin call of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the minor Greenwich Village and the waiting weapon system of a special Doctor. I had penetrated far more pussies than one could ever dream of, somehow won the deference of the multitudes and earned a well deserved retirement. One dark as the MD and I watched our young offspring playing with the early children along the piddle 's edge, a glaring white light enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an everyday Stanford White elbow room with a small rung table and two spoon case chairwoman. A build clad in a semitransparent Edward Douglas White Jr. night-robe seated herself nonchalantly as two foresightful stem crystal glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"Join me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the empty professorship. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my attention and budge my store."You have done well, Terran ; the specie you inseminated will expand. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a aloof technologically advanced world with a decimated male. .."

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

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

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