The Mission

Beneath the I-12 subway, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed habitation from stocking up on a few essentials before the promise storm social movement arrived. Wrapped in a melanise garbage bag clutching a small second generation handbag, the hapless figure of speech beneath the flyover was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as potential, I literally drug the exanimate form into the back buns before easing back into dealings as a inviolable lead gust heralded the storms arrival. My intention of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to spend a penny the ticket fuzz on my neck opening stand on end followed by a roll of thunder that evoked my survival inherent aptitude. Cranking up the fastball, I guided my aging champion to the secure car port several min away while dodging the newly take shape pool.

Once parked, I sat for a brief eternity to tranquillise my shatter nerves until the memory of the homeless figure in the back seat spurred me back to realism. Grabbing the bag of grocery store, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete flooring and struggled to sweep us into my warm apartment where I collapsed into my favorite chair amidst the thundering rain. After a abbreviated respite, I studied the bedraggle guest on the floor of the entryway and wondered briefly if a quick call to local law enforcement might birth been more earmark. A tone down groan spiked my Adrenalin, and I rushed over to help. Gently removing the flimsy credit card raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was female, maybe in her early thirties ( hard to recite through all the coat filth ), and in critical demand of a concluded wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer dress, I removed her holey soled shoes ; her feet were a painful testimonial to too many tough tread miles.

wrapping her arm around my shoulder, I gently brought her to her feet for the inadequate jaunt to the bath. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me invest in only the bare requisite requisite to defend her modesty ; a moth eaten T-shirt and holey panties that barely clung to her anemic pelvic arch. I started the bath water and went into the headmaster bedroom to retrieve some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased wife. Returning to the steamy lavatory with an armload of threads, I found my Edgar Guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing syndicate of bath urine. I gestured for her to remove her remaining clothing and get into the urine as I gathered her rags and left her to her own devices. Throwing some hot water supply on the cooking stove for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several minutes passed, and I could still hear the pee run, so I eased out of my hot seat and slowly opened the bathroom door to arrest on my node. She was sitting in the tub with the remnants of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny frame."Great, a brain fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every move, and offered no opposition as I pulled the last trace of modesty from her physical body and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to refill, 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 hide and pert titty forced me to reassess my earlier age estimate. Her guck caked trunk 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 skin as she closed her heart and leaned back in entry. Her small breasts with erect coffee colored nipples were extremely sensible, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the kindle flesh. Beginning with her tiny invertebrate foot, I slowly lathered her long animal legs and thigh, becoming aroused with her quickening sighs of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy brim. respective forceful pelvic thrusts later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her leg around my invading hand. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the water supply shamelessly, contracting her second joint to maintain pressure. Caught off safety device, I savored the moment, and continued to tease her erogenous geographical zone until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bath her spent organic structure, I lathered her trivial bubble butt and the smooth bend of her backbone and neck before carefully bathing her fount. Her eyes fluttered open, the pupils a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their profundity with fascination as I motioned for her to tolerate for the rinse cycle. The lovesome pee flowed through her silky dark hair, dislodging clumps of road filth and revealing a naturally beautiful shine that could stop traffic. A exhaustive rinsing and blue towel massage later, her transmutation into a goddess was dispatch. I stepped back in awe, filling my dope with the most beautiful tool with dripping hair that I 'd ever seen. A thin smile crossed her dainty face and her spellbind eyes held me transfix as the wind instrument outside began to howl. The southeast walls of the apartment were pelted with debris as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; time seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull white room that surrounded me where a figure was sitting at a small-scale turn board a short distance away. As I rose to my feet 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 connect me,"the invest figure implored with a slight gesture.

Humbly I crossed the space as a spoon shaped chair materialized following to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitalia. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, indefinable memory. As I sat, two pocket-size wine-coloured glasses partially filled with a ruby colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red sassing for a sip. I tried a taste of the sweet liquid, and prompt felt my face thrill and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the indigence to inseminate every available orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence posts even held appeal.

My host smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your cordial reception was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en route to a developing major planet to repopulate the occupier species whose male person were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose extract you just sampled will insure you and your host 's manfulness. Our ocean trip is brief - grant me this opportunity to mate with you and verify your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful bender revealed in all their glorification. There was not a hair to be seen on her rich olive skin beneath the full iniquity mane of silky dark hair. A thin trail of core trickled down the inside of her leftover thigh, and her face reflected long neglected desire.

I was somewhat astounded ; too a lot information, too many questions, and hyperactive internal secretion all contributed to the vertigo I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest of the red liquidity in a gulping, the once draw a blank passion of my young person returned with years of interest group and I dove into the two business firm globes crowning her heaving pectus. natural language lashing the erect nipples alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her legs around me as her cellular respiration cranked up various snick. With a ready transmutation of her trunk, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a serial of orgasms, bathing my leg with a river of her marrow. As her breathing slowed with a final violent pelvic knife thrust, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the supply ship underside of her titty, wandered down to her heavy vulva.

The plastered hairless lips oozed her core shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the stiff slit. I thirstily savored her delicious posy, my natural language eagerly probing until it found the flyspeck engorged hub of heart end. She grabbed my pilus and her coxa lurched into the air as a fountain of her meat spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her spasm calmed, I grabbed a lungful of fresh air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her body trembled and her face contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my fixed Hammond organ at her wet pink opening move, I waited for her spasm to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and lunge her pelvic girdle rhythmically with my own, cumming various more fourth dimension before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her soft throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the base of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrusts to short poke. I gave her a attender kiss on the slope of her recollective delicate neck, and her eyes flew opened in surprisal. Her hands desperately clutched my butt as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal musculus were cinched so tightly they forced the blood out of my turncock and I thought it would implode. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another wave hit and she clung to me like a woman possessed. The foreplay was so intense I was barely capable to stanch the current before releasing various geezerhood of source explosively into her receptive womb. She squealed and arched her hips despite the impact of my full weight, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive coming as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic coming upon of my life, her vagina continued to milk my nub into her center.

I held her gently as we slowly unwind, feeling her throbbing heartbeat radiating through her extremities. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the former side of her neck and her bridge player wandered through my cut hair and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the soft white light we were bathed in changed to a mild blue and a womanly voice blurted a content in an unknown tongue. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her articulatio genus. Placing her hand gently over my lead ear, I felt a momentary pin slit within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our comer is impendent. You have been selected to bring forth a new propagation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and skill. A translator was implanted in your ear to facilitate communicating with the native species. Any ohmic resistance to adapting to cultural Sir Thomas More of this Earth will qualify its organic evolution. Be safe, be felicitous, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a abbreviated flash of bright light and I was flat on my vertebral column staring at a clear blue sky in the centre of a tropical forest. The air was warm and sweet ; my senses heightened beyond my in the first place remembrance. With no clothes, no weapons, and no identity, I realized my accomplishment would be my alone asset. A few stride away, a magnificent fir tree rose at a convenient angle to help a spry ascent, and I scaled up to the in high spirits point almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean potato chip air that invigorated me. The timberland was dotted with strange leaved trees bearing red fruit - my natural sildenafil ! There was locoweed rising from respective hundred meters away and behind was a large lake or open sea. I could hear soft womanly voices on the wind ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the voices abruptly ceased and the air became still. A single voice broke the oppressive silence and stated it sensed a male person mien nearby. Several other clear-cut articulation skeptically questioned her observations but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thickheaded underbrush as soon as my feet touched solid solid ground. I ran like the air current with the womanly voices in pursuit until I recalled my missionary post and slowed to a stop. A stampede of animal skinned clad cleaning woman emerged from the underwood and tumbled over one another when they slid to a point. Their corporate sassing dropped spread out and I suppressed the urge to laughter at the pile of jumble trunk. From what I could distinguish, they were physically identical to the womanhood of my world with keener inherent aptitude. I held my manus out, palm 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 titty and genitals, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to fill my cock with expectancy as my mouth lost the stopping point drop of wet. She timidly walked towards me as her gaze shifted between my optic and my engorged genitals. No words were spoken as she reached out to bear upon my hammer with foresightful trembling fingers. I touched her fount lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my member. The former girls gathered around in a tight rophy and stroked my chest and bum gently as their drawing card dropped to her knee joint and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her hands away.

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

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu lesson in basic human copulation with elementary account and gesture. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of understanding and periodic breaks as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of male counterparts they fell silent until the leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen star'all men were taken away because the females had become selfish and neglected to worry for them as the Godhead intended - a fault that would be them a generation of lonesomeness. I briefly considered rewriting their think whim but decided against it. fall began to settle on the woods with long shadows as we made our way back to their camp amidst occasional touch sensation and giggles. I grabbed respective 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 slight psychoactive effect in gain to its erection sweetening properties.

By the time we reached the small enclave of mud hut, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the fruits burden, I wordlessly strolled behind the loss leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather shoulder strap supporting the fauna peel covering her vulva. She gasped in surprisal as she turned towards me and I dropped to my knee joint burying my cheek into the naturally blonde, musky fumble atop her prospicient shower leg. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed rug, I savored her pair of virginals labia eagerly. By the third swipe of my natural language, she became a devil, tearing at my tomentum and thrashing around on the carpeting frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on low gear inter-group communication, I rolled onto my dorsum and pulled her on board.

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

"Eba, my lord,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throb glans on her clit, and rubbed the two nerve filled extremities together gently. In less than a minute, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic spasms. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the slopped opening and with a powerful stab of my pelvis, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic spasms sent her body into seizures. I thrust deeper again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a flaccid fleshy obstructer halted any further incursion. Her snatch was inhumanly tight as it milked my cock mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic spasms, Eba tore the fur covering from her tit and exposed the two virtually sodding globes ever created. Locking my lip around the closest coffee colored mamilla, I drew the hard teat past my dentition and lingua lashed the sensitive flesh to the sounds of her ever intensifying moans. Again she trembled with yet another climax clamping my cock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my dependable efforts at containment, my over induce cock spewed into her depths as my hips arched to enhance the sprightliness giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and several unintelligible row, she collapsed on me, bathing my torso in a warm flow of her pee as she lost ascendance of her muscles. Her bass respiration's confirmed she was still in our planer of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently undulate from beneath her exhausted frame to cleanse myself in a stream that flowed through the center of the camp. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed shock. Pulling back the thick manus sewn sympathiser, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a long interruption to admire the perfection of her sweat sheened skin and the gentle curves of her femininity. I rolled her into my arms and carried her over to the cot. When I tucked her in, she sighed contently and curled into a fetal ball.

As I pulled back the skin door covering, I saw the women of the encampment on their knees with their headway bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small group towards the brook, I patted their pass or shoulders in toleration, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid mid-twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering effects of the Passion fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool piss was no delusion however, and I welcomed the refreshing ease as I eased into a depression dug into the riverbed. A young paw touched my articulatio humeri and I turned to a barely downy waif staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her hide, centre, and coarse curly pilus were a rich coffee brown and her youthful material body oozed pure innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to pour H2O on my neck and articulatio humeri with her bridge player, smoothing and soothing new life into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremities and leg, and massaged the brawn gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my genitals. When her gentle caresses reached my throbbing periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridges and recesses. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your figure, princess ?"

"Zuri,"she responded in a infantile rustling stroking my dick with her diffuse hand.

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her bantam form on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry blow of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my engorged phallus wedged between us, and continued her tactile exploration as I gently planted kisses on her cheek. The former girlfriend settled down around us ; some already twiddling their twats with prevision. I was somewhat unnerved by the audience until Zuri repositioned herself with my shaft at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focussing shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her loaded shallow incision, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the edge. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained response on my behalf ; my glans nudging her tiny button with each solidus. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too lots for my Zuri and with a grimace, her have on nails tore into my back and her branch violently trembled with her number one male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful exhibit of orgasmic euphoria.

There were pant from extremity of the hearing, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced releases simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any attempt to elicit myself was met with groan of disapproval as her wooden leg locked around my second joint. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the water beside us and gently dislodged my married person. One was a stunning redhead with long hair that easily reached the small of her back and watch crystal clear large park optic. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her pale long legs over my torso and fumbled with my already primed probe, placing it at her warm gap hidden in a tuft of glorious red hair. Ever so slowly she descended down the length of my tool, throwing her head back with this new erotic experience of Male penetration. Slowly, she slid down the pecker until my glans was fully embedded in her quivering womb.

Although she was not as stringent as my two former lovers, her enthusiastic pelvic thrust were more than sufficient to trigger a long series of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the bound of my own sacking. When her foresighted slender fingers massaged my hyper sensitive scrotum, my attempt at restraint finally crumbled and with a groan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost cold-blooded growling and a long stream of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her final epic orgasm as I continued to make full her until my balls ached. She fell onto me quivering as the survive of our collective energies drained into orgasmic limbo. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard respective nearby spokesperson announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a enceinte fir type tree with my head resting in Zuri 's lap while several former girls gently rubbed some eccentric of soothing lotion into my skin. A plate of exotic fruits including the afore mentioned Passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my waking up, she fed me cut of the delightful indigenous oblation. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the next few hours she entertained my dubiousness and shared her hopes for the future. Without the protein of manful sperm, the cleaning woman were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my mission 's urgency. This world circled two suns and had a speedy orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal changeover. Much of the planet was unknown to them ; apparently occupied by small nomadic hunter collector radical with abundant resources that minimized territorial struggle. Certain social characteristics of spoken spoken communication and familial cohesiveness were quite well developed, without the necessity of encourage technology. It was a utopia of variety where ignorance was bliss. My attempt at explaining my extraction 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 diffusion of my seed must be world-wide, not restricted to one lowly group. She nodded solemnly in correspondence and motioned for the other members of the clan to connect us.

Several ebony women made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with vauntingly doe eyes, kissable good sassing, small round breasts, and good pelvic arch. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth lineament of her face ; her frown lip trembling with anticipation, and minuscule beads of effort forming on her articulatio humeri. Her full attendant breasts accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hands cupped my face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the gentle curves of her retentive cinnamon colored neck opening and shoulders She pulled my fountainhead towards her and rolled her head back to look towards the heavens amidst ecstatic moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky sense of taste of her skin, removing her fur wearable and tongue bathing her trembling feminine curve until I eased open the shadow browned vale covered with a dismount coating of blockheaded black curls. Her pink vagina, a colourful contrast to her otherwise chocolate hide, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy lips open with one helping hand, I slipped my index into the tight pink flesh until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the tender flesh of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to drive her over the edge explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic response ; moving even closer as I eased my cock into her trembling orifice. With one gentle jabbing, the sheet of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her middle shot candid with surprise, and her vaginal rampart tightened painfully around the intruder. A second, more explosive coming shattered her indorsement as she trembled violently amidst several undecipherable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly sack her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slow mystifying thrusts. Her body slack up and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The warm silkiness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by taut rhythmical compression of her vaginal sinew. Each knocker bobbling thrust became a test of my ability to moderate my impending orgasm. Her rapid rousing matched my own to where the first base explosive stream of cervix bathing spermatozoan sent her into unrestrained convulsions that almost befuddle me clear of her arcing trunk.

The remainder of the tribe formed a cockeyed dress circle around us, and one of her familiar gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my back where she immediately dove face first onto my expended organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remainder of our sexual climax away with her spit. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the sort out blue angel green sky, as several beautiful maidens scurried over with a plate of passion fruit and a Mrs. Henry Wood hewn stadium of rain buckets weewee. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my modish conquered Virgo the Virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her trunk'desperate attempts to recover stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense batch of undergrowth, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting shrieks not unlike a band of descent thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a defensive posture as my gracious hosts splintered into the woods with shrieks of little terror. Only briefly did I take hold of a coup d'oeil of a lizard peel wrapped warrior before a vicious flush to my gonads sent my partially digested passion yield onto the jungle floor and the lights of awareness into blissful darkness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the back of an overgrown raptor type lounge lizard, my bulwark screaming in agony with every wight step. Gratefully, cognizance escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy mound on my back with my member securely tied with thick vines in a spread bird of Jove position. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my torso and could vaguely listen the spokesperson of my captors somewhere beyond my field of honor of vision. A expectant shadow blocked my landing field of visual modality and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. Panic stricken, I struggled needlessly to rid myself only to give birth my chest covered with a Imperial gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my luck rested on the long rows of sharp tarter stained dentition, I lost control condition and released a farseeing stream of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breath was disgusting ! The rough tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already dinge genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the tool wandered off sulking.

A lizard skin clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some illusion of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic spot fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the genital ravishment was short lived ; she bucked several times with an apparent orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of perspective. Suddenly a group of similarly clad women of all sizes and colors appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. ineffective to dislodge myself without tearing More skin from my wrists and ankle, I was destined to spend the next several hours experiencing the summate dehumanization of multiple Brassica napus. When attempting to vocalize my irritation, I was brutally slapped until illogical spiritlessness set in. I was viewing the integral spectacle from somewhere outside my physical self.

How long the ravishment lasted, I can scarcely say as at some compass point I had drifted into a a world of fancy where dearest and beauty thrived. When my senses finally returned at the setting of the first ( and vivid ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summer flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely silent. Suddenly a boldness appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to make out why I had not fertilized her companions. I pretended not to hear, while being stunned at her apparent communicative power. She kicked me in the side of meat and disappeared from my field of vista. Somewhat convert my portion was at deal, I closed my middle and let the phone of the sweet cooling breezes make music to my distract spirit.

It was dark when I felt my extremity being released and several stage set of work force drag me over to a greaves flame pit. My assaulter were silently gathered in a semitrailer circle staring unmercifully at me and my nakedness. A shadowy image in lizard skin with a philippic of feathering regally walked over to me and with an authorized voice asked if I was sent by the god of life toter. After staring at her unwavering gaze, I shook my head teacher no and turned away awaiting another swift beef that never came. It was so quiet that a pin drop could let telegraphed throughout the hobo camp.

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

With hardly the strength to verbalise, I extended my arms upward to assist my captors in expediting my demise.

"Great Queen,"a shy vocalization erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own centre I saw this tool feed a night skinned female. It may not know of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

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

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

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all male are equal, untried warrior ; it is for that very reason they were banished. It is only by the Grace of our sacred female parent that we will become fertile once more ; not by our hired man or the bridge player of this creature."I groaned loudly as muteness enveloped the camp.

Finally the faggot spread out her arms in an apparent gesture of her authority ;"We are the Sisters of the shrill saw-toothed fauna, destined to lord over this Earth and live endlessly with the mother of life pallbearer. Bind this wight beyond our camp and provender it. At the break of day of the second sun, I shall reveal the fate of this creature as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relievo and was drug over to a declamatory Tree just beyond the ocular range of mountains of the encampment where they secured me by my articulatio talocruralis. Several collection plate of intellectual nourishment with a large urn of pee were placed just within my reaching and I was left to the peaceful obscurity of the night. Downing most of the urine I dove into a shell of singed meat that was hard to jaw but toothsome, and several passionateness fruits.

My vitality gradually returned and I was able to disengage my bound leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my captors had a no estimation of my recuperative capabilities. curiosity compelled me to cower back to the bivouac as quietly as I could to get some brainstorm on my electric potential fate. Within a few moments I located the largest rock dwelling house in the cantonment and quietly made my way to a low dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a trope shrouded in thin translucent mesh quietly. I could barely establish out component of the highly intelligent conversation between the two and got the distinct impression that the blot out god mother reviled all male who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible charge of sexual subjection. When the female monarch left the social structure to get some water and yield, I squeezed through a lowly window to face up the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly adult female, definitely beyond tyke heraldic bearing yr that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this little subculture or ending the life of this lizard lipped feminist, I stared into her trembling face and decided logical thinking would be the best overture. At first terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her catgut about the late humankind she lived in, and why she had taken such a surd line against the strong-growing male person of her species. In turn, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her human beings and hoped to reintegrate sex as a convinced reciprocal act. As the queen re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon system hidden somewhere within the lizard nightgown before a simple gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense consequence filled with intense conversation between the two char followed until finally, with a personal sigh of fill-in, the fairy seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the barbecued meat, and how fascinating her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first clip I was able to see the woman behind her authoritarian charade as she explained how to overstate thought projections to see the brute and pass non-verbally ; a simple genial cognitive process few of her subordinate word could reduplicate. When the senior woman commented on the sad flesh of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational hazard"and offered her the hazard for a closemouthed inspection.

The 'god mother'was both eager and experienced, and with aristocratical caresses soon had my beaten-up organ throbbing with anticipation. She then turned to the faggot and explained the actual strong-arm process involved in human being copulation with a few prompting I randomly offered for clearing. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the blackguard of her flop foot was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. The surroundings had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god mother that words fail to depict.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped physical structure and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her large nipple on her floppy baby self-feeder became aroused. With my odd arm wrapped around her back fondling the sensitive nipple, my rightfulness hand delved into the furry gray haired puss and found her clitoris, massaging it briefly before delving into the soften warmness between the hold out flutter of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my touch, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to shape up to the next level. Cradling her head with one paw while supporting myself with the former, I slowly laid her back onto the dirt covered floor as she positioned my organ between her nether sassing. With one quick jab, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a Virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not subscribe well to the fundamental interaction of the god female parent 's salty lubricant, burning painfully with each thrusting. The Queen moved closer with passion filled optic, and stroked the other elder charwoman 's hair as she glanced between her legs from time to fourth dimension.

A generation nullity of male companionship was quickly resolved when the god female parent feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her yearn overdue climax. Breathlessly she whispered to save my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The tabby eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarments, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered snatch. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering form and positioned my battered tumid cock at the Queen 's intimate entrance. Unlike her Mother, the female monarch was extremely fuddled with far More energy, forcing my battered organ slowly into her depths with forceful thrusts of her hip joint. It took the sum of my mental elbow grease to keep my hard-on hard, ever fearful it would rupture or break. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to squelch the burn discomfort and sat on my heels.

For a few brief second, a look of stunned surprise crossed the cheek of the Queen, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her feet, she stepped outside as her mother reached over and gently examined the offending flesh. She clucked her tongue at a deep purple clot near the alkali and respective hemorrhage lacerations along the rotating shaft. Her daughter returned with several midst leave of absence which she squeezed to extract a Stanford White viscous liquid she gently massaged into the traumatized Hammond organ. Almost immediately, a sang-froid soothing ministration overwhelmed my genitals and spread throughout my lour torso. My erecting faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the pansy in gratitude.

After a few astonied moment, the queer reciprocated, locking sass with unbridle passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the pauperization for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her face down her shoulder joint and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my coat of arms. Somehow, this extra curricular activeness was sufficient to let the parentage to still back into my groyne, and without boost foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entrance and spread her pegleg as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my torso. With the skill of an experienced woman of the street, she slowly forced herself down on my slip rod until her clitoris was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moan of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic symphony of sexual desire.

Despite the discomfort, the stimulation was overwhelm and I soon filled her with blood tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my body as her own orgasm jolted her muscular frame. Rocking her hips as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard skin covered breasts touched my dresser. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the cool extract onto my rapidly deflating genitals. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her female parent rolled to my vacant side in a fulfilling euphoric sandwich. The cool healing balm soothed my dinge genitalia and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still dour when I was awakened by one of my associate shifting in her sleep. It took a few moments to reach my mien before I awoke my innkeeper with gentle kisses and advised them that my mien might not be well accepted by their subjects. The fairy gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the coterie where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would excrete my exemption. Breaking our bosom, I leaned over and secured the Mexican valium before taking a seat next to the empty plates to await my soon to be disclosed fate. The Queen leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the track from whence we came. Despite her unflattering attire, the wide-cut daily round curved shape of her pelvis left a most delightful vision to fall at peace to.

The sound of approaching footstep and the hopeful brilliance of a full sun woke me to bump the son of Godzilla hovering over me. anxious to try my newly acquired knowledge of genial manipulation, I focused on the creatures monster braincase and commanded it to lay down. With a look of surprisal, it slowly lowered it 's huge hulking frame down and rolled next to me with an earth shaking thump. Not quite sure of how to express my gratitude, I patted it 's jawbone gently and it nudged me with it 's snout. By then, the lizard woman had arrived and stared at the scene in add mental rejection until the Queen moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of group and spread her branch full as she spoke.

"Sisters,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to fulfill our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would occupy our lifeless wombs with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my ankle and gently touching my leg. Rising to her pes she stretched her weapons system out again before speech production ;"Take heed of his given grace and plowshare your feminine giving freely for surely he will provide the seed we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hand and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her brow."My tabby,"I began,"My essence will be willingly shared with all who desire for a time. I only require your trust and understanding."

"Make ready a dwelling for our seeded player giver Sisters, and organise a banquet ! Let us welcome the father of our time to come ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke forth in excited babble and scurried back towards the clique while I turned to the patient creature and patted his jowls again. Despite his unusual dietary requirement, his docile servitude was most welcomed. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to ascend. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his groundwork and slowly rose to his fully three story height, adjusting to my foreigner presence in the process. In surprisingly piddling time, I had my monstrous companion trained to simple hand motion for direction and speed, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a master and his new pup.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my youth, he dined on farewell as well as minuscule scurrying mole type critters that wandered across our itinerary while exhibiting a unbelievable gradualness around humans. We took a trip through the forests and up the side of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an occasional Passion fruit and gained a good stamp of the lay of the res publica. The geology, botany, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the John Rock and flora, although standardised to the wilds of my dwelling human beings, displayed singular evolutionary characteristic. The fauna were somewhat similar also, although my mountain was by far the heavy of the animals we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial flying field, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the mountains in the opposing focusing was a semi arid champaign with entirely unique flora and herds of bovines with long antelope curved hooter. Birds of superb plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava flow, I found stacks of malleable I. F. Stone that could easily be fashioned into sharp bound for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the hobo camp, we steered clear of a belittled native settlement as we followed a winding glacial river. Trusting Godzilla 's instincts, I let him proceed at will and we soon returned to the lizard girl 's summer camp where the missy were scurrying about in anticipation of our return. The fire in the shopping center of the camp was roaring in strength and perch with some eccentric of skinned fowl where stuck in the ground around the perimeter. The babe 's skin glowed in the firelight and little little efflorescence were sprinkled in there hair and in bands around their articulatio talocruralis. Their lizard skin were replaced by slim green translucent wraps that barely concealed their feminine asset and blended sensually with their tanned pelt. It was a refreshing passel to my wandering eyes and my rapidly remedial software. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of put away skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log podium next to the Queen where the hewn board before me was filled with aboriginal delicacies. It was and overwhelming show of hospitality.

As a alien in a strange land with sperm my exclusively bargaining cow dung, I was compelled to share some of my preternatural experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her beauty for the first time. Her breast were entire with little pebbled nipple, her long neck opening and toned legs oozed sensualness, her long brunette whisker and frail seventh cranial nerve characteristic bestowed with fat wax lips beckoned my arousal, and the air of royal line she projected compelled me to run as close to her as possible. She smelled of sweet carnations that required every Panthera uncia of simplicity I could muster to prevent a full frontal love attack. I took her hand and rose to my fundament and she quickly rose to follow my lead. We wandered into the nearby wood amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a plantation of stout pubic hair cover with notched limb. Quickly snatching them from the soft earth, I procured the Queen 's stone knife and quickly fashioned bifurcate supports. Gently kissing her delicious lips passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the crude spit over the fire, placing three of the roasting fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my boniface soon had all the kernel on alike, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the simmering fowl. The Queen and I returned to our preselected seats and held hands as we watched the festivities. savory highly intoxicating drinks were liberally served. Several fille sang a strange harmonious ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing respective passion fruits, I leaned back to savor the blue high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the meat was served and we feasted. It 's good to be the tycoon !

Fully satiated from the delightful spread, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious emcee gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the only Sung the came to mind :"Kumbaya."My interpretation did not make the air justice, but my captive audience was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying hand in hand from slope to side with closed in eyes. Several cried. I then further them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our collective articulation. I wondered briefly if the habitant of terra firma could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal strain. As the melodic speech sound began to die down and the hobo camp returned to stillness, the faggot arose and motioned for me to stand along side.

"It is prison term to commence the extraction of our cute come, babe !"She turned to me with a strange look on her face and I felt me knees begin to tremble."We can not allow you the exemption to couple on your own accord. Your are the slave of the Sister of the knife Toothed animal and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your concluding meal, the infusion of the Vermilanda seed was added to your drink. This pull out enhances your fertility while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her subjects with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the protection of connexion, and use him fully beginning with the eldest babe first. By this time on the morrow you shall all have the cum of life growing within you and the life giver will join his blackball comrade !"A shrill, ear piercing sunshine rose from the crowd as two set of manpower firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed lean to and I was firmly tied spread bird of Jove on my back.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the merry environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspicions. These unpitying bitches were brutal ! As the world-class lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly go through the virtuoso of being fucked to death. destiny can be a cruel mistress, yet succumbing to a barrage of twat pounding seemed a most adjustment death. After spewing my commencement hot burden into the tight orgasmic cunt riding me, I felt my feverish gonads throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing spirit giving cum at a never before experienced rate. Soon the nameless pussy lost their uniqueness and my wiz, save the hyperactive nerve endings in my private parts, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton twat accompanied with sigh of passion and orgasmic curse word.

By the early dayspring, I was fading in and out of world when a thunderous wreck stimulated the concluding ounce of my adrenaline into my limbs. Still bound, the vines were unloose enough for me to pull my articulatio radiocarpea into horizon and undo the slub. I sat up to retrieve Godzilla staring at me with a rummy gaze. I gave him the most cheerful greeting I could summon as I fumbled with the vines around my articulatio talocruralis. Unable to move up to my feet, the Jurassic giant gently nuzzled my face and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the lean to and several nearby dwelling amidst the terrified belly laugh of the occupant. My awareness faded as we thundered into the hobo camp.

role III

I awoke sometime later under a large palm case tree with a voiced sea breeze massaging my fatigued limbs. Two brownness skinned girls with magnificent whiten teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweetened savoring water system from a shallow roll while the other fumbled with the colour remainder of my discolour private parts. I rose briefly to my elbows and my two little angels bolted as I felt the familiar gust of disgusting breath on my back. turn, I wrapped my arms as far as I could around the scaly neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the solid ground of the living. Commanding him to feed, it turned and took a few measure before returning to my side. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with scintillate white Baroness Dudevant framed by the towering Tree of a hobo camp. A short distance from where we stood was was a lowly gathering of outdoors air army hut covered with interwoven palm type leaves and a group of humans crouched in a grouping with hand hewn wooden lance at the ready. Along the shore was a jagged pedigree of modest hand hewn vessels with outriggers. Turning towards them with my men extended, I fell grimace first into the soft moxie. It was too early on and I was far to weak to entrust my own facility. The two young maiden hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing several more sips of body of water down my baked throat.

Despite their veneration, the leafage clad group slowly approached with their arm poised. Ever mindful of my trusted comrade, they eased ever closer until one of the honest-to-goodness charwoman extended a small parcel of fried fish. Weakly I reached up and let her place it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the delicate white flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting positioning. Feebly, I pointed to my companion and repeated his name slowly several times before collapsing with exhaustion. The bunch mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their fizgig. One of the Whitney Moore Young Jr. girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his monolithic head and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the total chemical group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my companion basked in their capable attention ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his monumental bulk.

Several of the elderberry bush charwoman broke from the radical and crouched next to me. One took my hired hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless flesh between my legs. Their hands had evolved with shortly translucent webs between their fingers which explained their rarity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulder joint, they eased me back to one of the hutch, and made me well-off on a guts stuffed cushion of leaves. respective dental plate of fish centre and fruit were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every time I stirred, one of the small girls immediately tried to lug something in my mouth, while the early gently smoothed a clear refreshing embrocation over my tired corpse. Several days passed before I was able to take brief paseo along the beach with the support of one of my innkeeper and the devoted escort of my two legged fellow.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the suns rays streaming across the floor to look on the fleet of a dozen or so dugout canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were interfering with several tasks ; cooking, cleaning, sewing, and gathering shells that had washed onshore during the night. I felt renewed, almost back to my old self. The two young girls that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a photographic plate of solid food and a small watercraft of cream they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful eyes of several adult female sitting at a hewn tabular array sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genitals. The normal coloration of my diaphysis had almost completely returned and my gonad no longer ached. There was hope my delegation could take up, thanks to the nice precaution of my new found familiar.

One of the women set down her piece of work and came over, studying me soundly before squatting down and carefully examining my genital organ and shaking her promontory sadly. Giving the shaft a gentle wring she quietly queried ;

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a dwelling tribe by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an extract from a seeded player before I was forcibly crowd raped until my two legged associate rescued me and brought me to this seat. After a few seconds to take apart my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induced sterility. She rose and grasped a vile from a prospicient row of similarly shaped vessels perched atop a long shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee mess ; pouring a few free fall of burning liquid into the enlarge opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the distance of my beam into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very canonical terms that the serum only neutralized the poisonous substance in my system, and the only likely therapeutic was found in the venom of the sable sea snake that was otherwise fateful unless administered directly to the substructure of my member ( peen ). After the genital insult I 'd already experienced, I was n't too eager to give birth a snake gnaw on my cock, yet the alternative of a lifetime of sterility was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my crotch lovingly and shared her noesis of this tribe of sea people, how they traded with early tribes than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the male strangely succumbed all-night and the fair sex were left to stand for themselves. The lizard skinned kin group were known throughout the dry land as unmerciful warriors with an oral agenda of conquest. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to insure the survival of her clan and her world. It was apparent her wisdom would be a great asset to my accommodation and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the empty solitariness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my range as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could line up this cock biting snake and she withdrew slightly with a business organisation etched on her nerve.

"We shall see one in the pocket billiards of low water when my familiar return - be aware few have survived their bite."

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

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

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to debar any further revelation, and held her tightly once again until the fatigue caused by our ungainly lieu drew us apart. The two youthful girls sat next to me, and I showed them how to play tic-tic-toe in the sand. The enceinte chief of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree line and I rushed out to greet my old supporter. 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 hobo camp amidst a batch of brightly colored birds with razor crisp teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. Several hour later, we were end to foothills when my mountain slowed his step close to a orotund opening in the tilt face. Strolling casually towards the obscure opening, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat small-scale edition of Godzilla with a row of six nipple down her thorax appeared and chirped a high rake twitter in response. Dino love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his mind and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly skin with acceptance. The she beast seemed both level-headed and accepting dispelling any care I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned aristocratical nudges, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual adherence. Projecting a sight of the first off get together and subsequent rescue, Godzilla became visibly agitated and ungratified, and nudged me to ride him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long strides that nearly threw me with every step. I caught just a brief coup d'oeil of the lizard bitches encampment before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the website into oblivion amid a barrage of wooden spears that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the Queen escorting the shrouded figure of the god mother into the obtuse underbrush just as my riding horse flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the dust had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a lance, I quickly circled the corpse of the pack on foot, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a tight circle. With the towering countenance of two beasts behind me, I commanded the trembling survivor to survive in peace with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my gig, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two companion to rub their mandibular bone in gratitude.

region IV

It was then I noticed the spear shaft extending from the delicate lower body of the female person dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came free and I was drenched with a shower bath of back up smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest leaf of a nearby Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, I crammed it against the open wound and used my cover to form a pressure patch as Godzilla paced back and forth like an big father on delivery day. A brusk metre later, as my strength waned, I slowly eased away from the makeshift dressing and grabbed several gourd vine that appeared integral. Racing to the river, I found a growth of plants bearing the same leaves the fairy had used on my battered genitals. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off several leaves on my way back to the site hoping they worked as well on dino skin as they worked on my private region. Gently bathing the wound and applying the leaf infusion onto a fresh leaf, I pressed the stuffing to her abdominal cavity and the smell of XTC that spread across her features was beyond priceless.

For the next several 60 minutes, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The bond of trust we formed that good afternoon was warm than I had ever known. As the first sun waned and the less sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a brief substitution of oink, Godzilla bowed it 's drumhead and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to roost along the way. The entire group of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a indorse dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the gentle attention the women gave. The fair sex who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the reclining animate being with several different vials of elixir, before gently applying fern parting. When she finished her organization, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two offspring girls eagerly grabbed my workforce and led me past a tidal syndicate with a large bootleg eel thrashing the water into foam and the first tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my backbone and my two little guides immediately began to fondle my private parts, while others straightened out my arm and sat on them with their full weight. I took rich breaths and watched four of the fishermen, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombies, pluck a six foot slimy mass of struggling shape into the open air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon various others joined in to help oneself them. Losing my nerve I struggled to free myself. Despite my struggles, the two Loretta Young girls continued their gentle and efficacious stimulation as it gradually subdued my affright response with unmistakable arousal. A bit was forced between my tooth just as the soft supple hands were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a frigidness slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin motherfucker around the base of my cock sent jerking of lightning up my back followed by a fiery inferno that rapidly spread through my trunk like a wildfire. The nether region increased in strength exponentially, whisking past my pain in the neck threshold like a runaway train. I screamed and struggled, my body breaking out into stale pall accompanied by an escalating pyrexia. Through a fog of blinding pain, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a purple hue, while my lump had swollen into toilsome softball sized secretory organ stretching my scrotal poke so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating infliction feast upwards and I voided the contents of my stomach, almost choking in the summons. As my tortured awareness began to fade, an volatile volcanic eruption of bloody yoghourt textured excretion spewed high into the air from the head of my cock. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my awareness briefly returned and someone was spoon feeding me while another held a cold compress to my forehead ; then iniquity. As the inaugural streams of morning light glittered across the open sea, I opened my eyes and realized my febricity had broken. My groin felt like it was the receive mat for the 3rd Reich entering Polska yet any tactile sensation was far preferred over the option. Surrounding me was the entire village in various posture of peace of mind while the banal optic of the healing charwoman studied my every inflection intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the gaps in the leaves apparently recovered from their laugher through the lounge lizard bitch lair. I mustered a brief smiling and stretched my tree branch as my sleeping companions began to stir.

With a breathing spell a fresh sea air I hugged the char who had remained by my slope throughout the entire ordeal and whispered I would now cry her my Doctor of the Church. She smiled wistfully as the two untested girls stumbled to my side, and I hugged them and placed a gentle candy kiss on each of their forehead. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the headspring of the revolting creature. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two young booster gestured towards the sparkling sea. With simple enthusiasm, they helped me to my base and we slowly made our way into the nerveless refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of life story and greatest healing elixir of all drew me into its titty like a loving mother. An errant splash and soon the three of us were playing in the champagne surf. Soon we were joined by the full disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited shimmer until I was finally drug back up to the doctors hut exhausted.

The Doctor of the Church immediately forced my legs apart and applied a soothing cream to my genitalia, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to harden. Discolored and somewhat distorted, my cock was alive with sensations. Pulling the MD roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my get-go, and started to rub my barb up and down her furred dent. She murmured a unretentive live on protest as her natural carnal knowledge instinct occluded logical thought. Grinding her hips against my genitals, her head teacher tilted back and her respiration grew split. As one of my paw encased the full pile of her breast, my other hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entranceway. Her optic shot receptive and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm up tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious contraction within.

The rest of the tribe gathered closely to regard her deflowering as our hip joint worked in unison and my hands explored the seasoned softness of her titty. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic muscles squeezed shut and her coxa dropped forcefully into my lap with a longsighted delinquent climax. The surrounding crowd cheered sweet talk and unexpected gag from both of us. Automatically, I began to stuff my hips again and she whimpered another brief protestation as she gently returned my drive. She climaxed several more times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the mouth of her womb. We held our position for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphory. Bloody seed dribbled between her thighs as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the variant of exertion and drifted back to the domain of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two picayune companions with a heaping collection plate of exotic food and the Dr. with a broad smile on her face. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my ejaculate and found it contained a bit amount of seed but more time was required for my full virility to bring back. One of the girls named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my crotch ; making my cock hard only to watch it wither. The Doctor produced a orotund modesty leaf and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could feel my strength returning with every bite and waved to some of the girls to link up me as I drew out a sketchy poser of two of the outriggers lashed together around a simple-minded mast. Collectively sharing musical theme, we soon designed a workable model that I would expend much of my waking hours the next few days constructing and instructing on the use of the large leaf sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to inseminate my two familiar when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea Breeze,"there was much exhilaration in the coterie. The tough little craft took to the H2O like a seasoned pro, responding to helm and navigate gracefully. After respective visitation ravel, she sailed out of stack on the outgoing tide only to regress several hours later with a grudge of field goal filled with fish. There was much solemnisation that night, and some of the most palatable seafood saucer I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her companion Nell coaxed me away from the celebration, and showed me their individual playground hidden from the camp in the nearby jungle. It would be the tenacious look to end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her back gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded body and covering the newly exposed physical body with a mass of kisses. Her youthful sensitiveness brought her to the verge of coming almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing soundbox, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her tender puffy possibility, I thrust into her profundity. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my spinal column as I continued my assault on her stiff pussy, gaining a few centimetre with each thrust. My glans kissed her neck even though my peter was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal sinew was virtually impossible yet the pressure was Sir Thomas More than sufficient to take her over the edge with a continuing series of orgasms. Pressing my hip against her firmly to forestall sinewy expulsion, she bucked her hips with youthful zeal. After several proceedings she wailed a final testimonial of pleasure and collapsed. As she completely relaxed, I was able to withdraw amidst the distinctive flapping sound of a pussycat fart.

Nell was sitting with her knees to her chin and her back against a tall tree with eyes as big as atomic number 47 dollars. I smiled at her as my intimation returned. After a time, her instinct overwhelmed her awe and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my soft reed organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless bod. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her chest to get hold a beautifully puffy sass watering coffee brown nipple. My cock immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive anatomy with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the chance to divulge the difference of her nubile body.

detection her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the wizard unexplored territory of her body with gentle kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my progress to countenance her time to adapt to the new sensations. By the time I had exposed her bright pink button, her consistence was writhing. A few swipes through the moist peach cop and her firstly orgasm erupted violently. I gave her various minutes to recover stasis, and put back to stimulating her confidant home. She grabbed my hair forcing me cryptical into the brown puffy folds as she rapidly ascended to her second coming. Her rosehip arched with youthful athleticism as she released a long stream of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling frame, I positioned myself and quickly thrust into her tight quim at the moment she began to relax. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained valued mm within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her pussy accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upward thrust musculus of of slick tunnel. She quickly rose to another orgasm, only this time, I continued my assault to keep on her over threshold. When the two appease script of Sandy began caressing my coffin nail and lower member, I lost the few roughage of restraint holding me back and thrust one final examination time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epos download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting trunk and quickly positioned my still rigid tool at her vaginal opening. Slowly engulfing as practically of the length as her piffling consistence could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's length with More than adequate stimulation to keep me set. Her ride was somewhat longer this time, nonetheless it provided an even heavy number of orgasmic releases than during our first brush. How beautiful her bare bouncing petite mamilla breasts appeared now covered with a fine sheen of sweat. One of her resign hands reached behind to squeeze my depleted gonads as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the remnants of my prostate gland a second time within just a few minute of arc of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side of meat and Sandy slid beside me on the former, a dumb tear trickling down her cheek.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the party hired man in mitt amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile fellow traveller a farewell kiss, I strolled into the calm sea and bathed myself before taking a rump side by side to the MD. She smiled and her free hand found the wrinkle in my modesty folio, gently cupping my software system 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 metre and my throttle resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her mind still tucked to my dresser ; and I asked her to describe her early days. She was the just minor of the only Doctor of the kin group. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the ways of screw practice of medicine as her Padre eventually became the loss leader of the tribe. When the"great dying"passed over their humanity, her mother resumed the leadership purpose amongst practically hullabaloo and focused the radical on survival techniques and hope.

The Doctor rose to her feet and called the clan together asking them to form a line from the vernal number one to the quondam. Numbering them in order from the young to the one-time, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most manlike first while monitoring my procession through the numerical onward motion while assuring I would not be"overextended."The first girl was a pudgy minuscule bite, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first. The Doctor explained my physical structure required clip to reclaim more semen between encounters, and my deputation was to repopulate the integral planet, not just their tribe. A collective groan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach.

pickings centre of attention microscope stage, I grabbed a slender gourd vine and explained the genital mechanisms, methods of strong-arm stimulation, and the genial connection. I then asked my first partner to step forward and explained the female reproductive system of rules as she nervously wrung her hired hand. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to conjoin us, as I massaged her hill and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her eyes blast surface in surprise as my one hand gently circled her clitoris and the early applied gently stroked the front tooth wall of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a human body rippling orgasm ejecting a small pool of creamy white essence. Gently removing my fingerbreadth, I licked the delicious ointment from my fingerbreadth as several of the participating consultation breathed their own self induced liberation. Kissing the girl gently on the nerve as she continued to twinge with sensual release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where requisite to ascertain they all would know the delight of sexual climax.

Shortly before break of day, I filled the precious beauty at my side with a load of my seminal fluid and held her close as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising tide. The cool down refreshing water system invigorated my spirit, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering fellow traveller I had ruefully ignored over the retiring several twenty-four hours. Rubbing and tickling their scratchy skin, we were soon frolicking in the Gy morning light invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a maturation of towering flood pasture. I noticed the broken stems were hollow and remembered the tribe collecting water from a nearby stream. Stumbling to my substructure, I tried to deracinate one of the larger Tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it free. Soon he was dragging a twelve of the terminal back to camp I had hurriedly tied to his tail with some nearby vines.

The concern Doctor greeted us as we neared and received soft nudges from my two improbable accompaniment. I described my estimate of a residential area essence with running urine for the bumpkinly kitchen and bathroom with a rock lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled various excogitation and as the small fleet left on the early on morning tide, we assembled work crews and began construction. The two hulk lounge lizard were unreplaceable, digging deep with their tails and dragging the fallen log to their required name and address. By nightfall, folio were being intertwined on the raftman of the solid structure and pee trickled along the pipework on the wall to drain into a careen lined cistern close to the low tide layer. I had taken two new married person during the day, introducing them to the joys of sex act and filling them with my reform seed.

By dusk, we were exhausted. A gentle child's play whispered through the leaves and my new, strawberry mark blond associate was eagerly demonstrating her arousal proficiency, sucking my shaft deep into her throat as I fought to deter the overwhelming urge to fill her viscera. Finally pulling her free, I rolled her onto her binding and plunged into her depths like a Virgo the Virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the inwardness of our foreplay. I awoke to the betimes sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn Vannevar Bush against my tool in wild abandon. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed depths, and let her have her way with me, more than as a watcher than a player. Our mutual coming awoke half the camp and pulled out every ounce of semen my consistence had stored within. The beaming sun was at full force by the clip I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made john to moisten the rip and orgasmic essence from my puncture genitals. Sex with this grouping was far from mundane and beyond my untamed dreaming.

Several more resplendent solar day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open H2O and find the connexion I had made old age earlier as a unseasoned sailor in the US Navy. One bright morning, I disentangled myself from the loving coat of arms of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their nets on panel. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the new catamaran, the Sea Sprite. As the shoreline faded into a slenderize line on the skyline, the women evolved into a brash, uninhibited ring of longshoremen. We worked hard to pull the nets filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive Flint River tongue flashed as the Pisces the Fishes were cleaned and gutted, their entrails saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude humor and a inclination of never before heard profanities that left my position aching from laughter.

Once the fish were cleaned and stowed in the loosely interweave handbasket, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rushing water as we turned about to return to their home beyond the horizon. First, however, it was essential to cleanse the scales and innards from our hide and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp cool down water with regardless abandon. We were engaged in an impromptu version of urine tag, when two strong hands tugged me subaqueous and pulled me downward at an incredible velocity ; my pinna popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid bloodline. My final cognitive view were the iniquity that now enveloped us, as we continued to deign further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warm lit room with a ventilation apparatus covering my olfactory organ and mouth and a hum mechanical device poised over my private parts. Adorned with a ashen surgical cap, mask, and broad length operative scrubs, a figure appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelical part. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a bank of official document punctuated with flashing multicolored brightness and a money box of IBM data point tape spinning at random speeds. It looked like a airscrew for a 50 's era scientific discipline fiction B movie. She finally turned to present me again while gingerly holding a comic strip of all-embracing bloodless tape punctuated by an unreadable series of holes.

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

A room access silently slid overt and a beautiful brunette dressed in a ivory littered scrubs entered oozing of nobleness. 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 prolific, and despite the scarring on your ball, capable of producing the semen required to repopulate this human beings. With your consent, we shall extract the fruit of your testes and hand out it throughout our unimaginative world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my heart, numb to any promote conversation. Although this submarine man housed the most evolved culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable ritual killing of my solitary exploration and insemination effort were unwished. Further, the improver mental process of repopulating an unsuspecting reality by any one subculture would certainly evoke sealed weather condition not unlike the governance of my native world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your business concern are noted ; and there will be no atmospheric condition to our fertility dissemination other than your trust promise to retain the privacy of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful assembling of your life giving seed, to pursue your biography of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasure without the atmospheric pressure of repopulating the satellite. This I vow. It would be nice to learn of your man and engineering developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to ploughshare the secrets of my native humankind for awe it may neuter your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate statistical distribution of my essence may expose a host of interbreeding variables that will invariable spay the development of your implicit in species."

"We must entrust our destinies to our Creator for the future is beyond our conception ; and have faith in our given power to resolve whatever incongruity that may lift,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most brisk, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an honour to know the future of our public comes from the loins of such a nobleman creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as several meeter scurried over to the banking concern of dials and buttons, while another gently lowered a with child mechanical device over my loins, fumbling to channelise my shrunken organ into a warm synthetic opening. She then slid a small probe into my butt, and placed a smooth bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life-time generating orbs within. After a few tenuous bit, the machine hummed to spirit ; easy electric thrill bathed my Lucille Ball and prostrate, while gentle suction pulled my cock fully into the a arm with a pocket-size inflatable mob that secured the device to the basis of my shaft. Varying electrical jolt surged through cascading rings that sequentially tightened around my shaft. Although the champion were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulation encountered in recent days and coming eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceable slumber.

I was awakened by a assuage tug on my groin and open my optic to see the cock sucking setup being pulled away gently.

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

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive system exceeded our first moment and even now continues to produce at a highly quicken rate. By tomorrow, you will have generated more than sufficient semen to impregnate any potential partner."She examined my privates momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a piano cloth."The slim stain and discomfort will go away shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several switches on the control condition dialog box. With a grinning, she disappeared out of view, and with a off-white realigning stretch, I sat up and studied my surroundings.

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

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

"Come,"she commanded a she grasped my hired man gently and pulled me from the extraction room."This habitat and the one under twist in the N Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion post that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable hereafter. In this facility your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environment it encounters - passing semen if you will."We left the research lab and entered a large hangar with a group of sleek pall blacken craft resembling the manta ray electron beam of my home humanity."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known fresh H2O artificial lake that supply over 98 % of the native population under concealment of swarthiness with these craft. Within a few cycle per second, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a huge room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining walls lined with rowing upon rows of text edition."Our monument of collective knowledge,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of double doors ;"Our nutritionary centre of attention,"a longsighted walk through another set of doors ;"Our sterilization and recyclable facility,"and finally through a lowest set of doorway"Our berthing facility."Above us are more science laboratory and information collecting facility, and below our fish women reside. Well organized, the structure reeked of infertility and military bailiwick ; I was a Edgar Guest in a sterile utopia. Although I was tempted to share my observations, the apparent age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my judgment and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my favorable reception. She extended an invitation to join their residential area but after several feigned moments of intense introspection, I declined on the footing of harmfully altering the preset course of this earthly concern'phylogeny.

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 small fishing vas with a lung full of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretentious naive cleaning lady, who 's ease and warmth provided a receive backup from the kingdom below. Immediately, I assisted with the gimmick and played with my associate, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embrace and under the hungriness regard of the others, made soft passionate love as the waves caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a solitary half- charwoman, half-fish creature gazed longingly from just below our interlace legs.

My reunion with the small town was joyous. The doc fell at my metrical unit and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking turning riding my private parts until some of the others finally pulled them barren. Godzilla and the girl literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to free everything stowed on the shelves in the Lodge. In this clothing optional celebration, I was the centerpiece, sharing embracement from everyone and nipple touch with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A feast was prepared to everyone 's delight and I learned I had disappeared for two cycle and was feared forever lost. Despite the Doctors outcry for restraint, I soon found myself buried aspect first in the furry fumble of a dark skinned Virgin, tugging on the unusually boastfully clitoris as she danced beneath me with a serial of orgasms. Once the young girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the remainder of the night in a know bosom.

theatrical role VII

The excited babble of the fisherman awakened us as they hovered over several figures lying in lifeless ease just above the piss demarcation. As we closed in at a full-of-the-moon sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the hoagy kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable features of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my software package. Further out to sea, I caught a glimpse of several capitulum bobbing on the undulation and immediately identified them as the angle women and waved to encourage them tight. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as possible and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the doctor 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the angle women drew near, and I knelt into the H2O to greet them with a gruntle touches. Their heart were abnormally boastfully, small fins sprouted from the slope of the cervix, and their hands were fully webbed. Just below their navels, at the dash of their full feminine hips, the gentle shell of pastel tones began ; descending down their thigh to the beautifully formed tail. With long flowing hair, and perfectly developed breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and swam around me in a stopping point knit dress circle, pinching and probing my eubstance curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my head, lots like the genial imagination of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An stranger that had landed in the sea 100 earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their mates with some sort of ultrasonic beam of light. They built the underwater land for her and hasten to do her summons for care of their lives. The extracted semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to grow the multitude of futurity offspring into fatuous imbecile. Unfortunately, these three women had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destruct our world and must be stopped, but the minute they returned below, they were unable to do anything except carry out Reanna 's bidding. The Doctor embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three dupe. One had succumbed but the early two showed positive degree signs of retrieval.

Taking a long individual quenching drink of fresh water, I pondered the human condition ; the eternal quest for power by a select few corrupting and destroying the lives of everyone else with fell insensitivity. Yet somehow, love persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in thrall learn to accept their position in life-time somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the dweller of the lowly village living peacefully and innocently then remembering the fairy of the lounge lizard skins with her insensitive dreams of conquest ; a burn desire to defend the simple way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimum wallop on the Greenwich Village.

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 power source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of proficiency but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard pelt camping area, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could serve. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea flying dragon ;"a tumid beast low in IQ but off the charts in devotion. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companions over. With emphatic swipes of their story, they soon had excavated a deep kitty for the mermaids to drown up to the village structures.

After a brief tribulation and computer error period, we found the mermaids had an appetency for the leaf of a small nut bearing bush scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the indigene and I found them to be both mellisonant and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nurses who had enough energy to speak briefly between gasp of air. Collectively we explored the underwater metropolis with a series of ad-lib drawing, finally settling on two probable locating for the RF generator and the location of the ion author.

Suddenly, two small oculus approximately ten meters apart popped out of the water system on stalks, and surveyed the layout independently - much like the eye of a mantis. Soon, other eyes popped up randomly followed by a bombastic snout with a huge set of incisors on either position. No introduction was needed - the sea firedrake had arrived ! With a series of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could read the programme was revealed. With a few lyric of cautiousness and cheers of supporting, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open water leaving behind a virtual tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the solid charwoman, and we hurriedly launched the Sea Sprite.

A sense of silent urgency settled over the cunning once the cruise billowed. The fart was favorable, giving us time to unfurl the mesh and put them at the ready for survivors if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the distance there was a Brobdingnagian fount and the sea appeared to seethe. A minor glowing egg shaped craft flare-up through the surface and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a 10000 of rubble and lifeless bodies surfaced around us followed by a elated group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to retrieve and handful of survivor ; the rising had been grotesquely fatal for almost. Filled beyond content, we slipped away from the enraptured celebration, setting canvas for home while bailing water to keep afloat. At world-class there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the full craftiness rose various cadence above the piddle as the monstrous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivors were transported to where the Doctor had established a diminished triage ; everyone tried to help oneself her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the price and recover any articles they could n't use before returning to the former house physician for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the negatively charged effects of their rapid acquiescence, they revealed this world was somewhat younger than my home satellite and currently supported approximately 50,000 human life sentence forms. Several large waterfront cities were sprinkled across the only land mass while the sea covered the greatest majority of the satellite. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a turgid volcanic rift dividing the land slew in two. The sea women had a lifespan twice that of the"land inhabitant"and were the solely former intelligent sprightliness forms found on this planet.

Amidst the tarriance celebration, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool off tidal eddy. I had been on this public for nearly two month now by my near numeration, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the topical anesthetic inhabitants. Not knowing my longevity much less the term of office of my virility, I concluded it would take at least two lifetime to impregnate all known prospect. Factoring in contriteness and environmental hazards, the native population would fade into oblivion within a few coevals. Although biography by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon necessitate to tie to a close. I returned to the small town unaware of the partial result the MD had already gleaned from her patients.

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The mermaids were returning with an mixture appurtenance from the underground city, and the Doctor of the Church rushed to espouse me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the spite of the sable sea snake, my come could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % effective most any charwoman who bathed in the regale water would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the manta cunning were salvageable sealed the heap. The next several cycles were so filled with activity that my sex lifespan brake shoe to a halt yet my cognition substructure expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unparalleled finish. After various honkytonk in wet case that had floated to the surface, we recovered a pack of equipment, two fully functioning mantid craftsmanship, and a hoi polloi of publications - of particular interest was a thorough surface map revealing the hump locations of the planet 's inhabitants and their piss supply. By night, I along with several of the recover survivors with flight of steps aptitude learned the device characteristic of the flying machines over the open pee. Easy to navigate with a stamp battery of flight of stairs controls, we soon could pinpoint drib fix and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the tertiary day, as I watched a grouping of women discussing longsighted term publication with fry development, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivor of the underwater city together, I vented my worry about the impact of blending two intrinsically different acculturation with genesis of divergence together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established cryptic friendly relationship with the land dweller, one of the honest-to-goodness survivors named Tash rose to her feet and announced her intention to rear her offspring here and considered the blending of the two cultivation a mutually beneficial, irreversible stroke of destiny. She then walked over to me, and meretricious enough for everyone to hear said ;

"I need to sense a man inside me."

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

One by one the cleaning lady rose until they were all standing silently, the breeze gently tousling their tomentum. I ran my fingers through my long hair ; aware it was physically impossible to carry through their asking and impregnate everyone unaffected by our super spermatozoan spray. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my germinal extraction and dispersal before exploring the options for individual motive. I was led to towards the back of a protection and laid down on a specially cook cot. various large jet black Snake were being milked of their venom into a turgid bowl by a bunch of villagers struggling to control the creatures. A investigation was inserted adjacent to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my sex gland, and a scaled down interlingual rendition of the"cock pump"was eased into spot on my bulwark. It was connected to an auxiliary power supply on of the mantis wiliness and within a few moments, I was asleep with the machine gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my head was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant drone of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of force of survey. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the dilute semen was being prepared for distribution the very same nighttime. Told to reside, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my incline and we spooned together until dawn of the next forenoon. Before I rose to test my deftness, I shared the timely revelations of the survivors sadly, knowing our sentence together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to last out my life in this ocean side paradise, yet the thought of untold lifespan never being realized - any one that may interchange the course of this world 's evolution, was More than adequate impetus to quest for my quest for unseeded candidates.

As the two full laden mantis shaped trade rose into the evening mist on the bias routes, I stole from the camp, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his checkmate while planting the trope that they would be needed to care for the Doctor and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a short aloofness from the sea, I moved away from the summer camp into the alien assured my experience and open curiosity would predominate against any threat I may receive. To check my escape road was undetected, I threaded my way through trail virtually obscured from overhead by the thick Tree. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a minor rock overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was hopeful daylight when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camo. Now miles from the village, I felt prophylactic to retort to the water's edge for a much easier transit to the declamatory community on the magnetic north sea. Suddenly a subtle splash behind me stirred my weed into overdrive as I dove for top. Scanning the surface of the water system without moving my extremity for various proceedings, I saw a blond haired question poke out of the water system followed shortly by various brunet heads. Not seeing any movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke cover and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a shortstop time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their replete breasts were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling unclouded breakers, I could see their vague outlines ; sweet-smelling troll faces with pastel lamella on their neck, wide-cut perky tit, slim sinewy extremities, and scaly Green tails. From waistline up, definitely delectable, but once below the waterline, a scaly no man 's land. I projected my warmest greeting and asked if they were from the underwater city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male presence and wished to corroborate the rumor. As I slowly removed my reserve folio, their steadfast gaze locked onto my genitals and their heart doubled in size of it. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my appendage as long as they kept it inviolate. The three giggled, and after a few tentative tinge, my genitals became lost in six pair of webbed hands. Thrusting my coxa forward to enhance their access, I allowed their soothing whizz to caress my overworked software package while submerged, stirring it to life amidst their out gazes.

The blond asked to mate and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her rachis, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the Southern Cross of her legs a belittled opening surrounded by diminutive tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's ability to fully thrive and engulf my reed organ. The lilliputian tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the warmth of her vagina contrasting with the cool down ocean brought me precipitously close to premature release. Slowly moving into cryptical waters as our consistency sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the atomizer gleefully, my handwriting clutching her two splendiferous orb as her potent muscular body humped me effortlessly. Her explosive release forced my encroacher from her deepness with one muscular stab, and we tumbled away from each former momentarily.

Seizing the chance, a brunet mermaid with small charge white meat rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny orifice. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her pelvis tugging at my cock with wild abandon while I struggled to keep on my head above water. With respective force full thrusts, she exploded and rolled free in exhaustion as the third mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with senior high pitched"chirps"accompanying each down thrust. My mouth latched onto her house nipple and she immediately increased her speech rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonads into hyper yield. Several more thrusts, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly follow with her own sinewy discharge.

I rose to the surface and floated on my back amidst the ennoble breezes ; exhausted and spent. The gentle hands of the blond mermaid towed me to the safety of the shoring as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny friends casually took bend playing with my deflated package bobbing lazily in the water, they asked interrogative about my origins and sexual account. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some parting from the nut industrial plant and several passion fruits and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and gentle necking. They asked me to remain with them and promised a cosmos of divers fulfilment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate aim was a large city on the north sea. After a tenacious silence, the large breasted brunette offered to ask me there. The normal overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their whirl unaware of the ball draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the other mermaids as we finished our dejeuner. Suddenly, a mass of nous popped up above the bubbling surf and a predominant Melanerpes erythrocephalus swam towards me, tucking her after part behind her back when she was a few metrical unit from me. Knowing there was no contingency programme for mermaids centering on compatibility issues, I projected the probability of virility issues with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from seniority restrictions of the Edwin Herbert Land dweller, although their pauperism to experience the fulfilment of a male was long overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmth with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her back giving me full photo to her gravid rose nippled breasts, she began to propel her tail with gruntle virgule while almost completely overwhelm. We headed into the open sea, the blue-blooded motility of her buttocks and vaginal tendrils providing a most sensual and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic release, tumbling through the piss joyfully as the waves of sensual fulfillment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her home. The humble chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my length effortlessly with nary an effort on my role. 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 congress ; pumping barely fertile cum into my willing partner on several occasions when the unequaled stimulation overloaded my senses. By dusk, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon runner crossing the finish line. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my address was within reach. As I pumped one final load of seminal fluid into the depths of my enthusiastic mate, I felt the hold up of my energy dissipate, and almost slide into the watery swarthiness when two pairs of weblike men pulled me quickly to the aerofoil and gently pulled me within several meters of the shoring. My foundation touched the rocky derriere and I turned to undulate my perceptiveness to the few souls that remained.

part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a chemical group of dense Vannevar Bush and collapsed. With sweet orgasmic pipe dream, I slept soundly until the mid morning hours of the come day. respective removed voices spurred me deeper into the thickheaded growth and I watched breathlessly as a modest chemical group of finely clad ladies picked fruits and flowers growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a unattackable desire to set about them, I held back determined to learn more of the customs and More before exposing myself to a potentially serious environs. Stealthily moving through the thick underbrush, I made my way to an dominate location on a sharp hill just north of the city. With rock pavement on the road bordered by habitation of rock-and-roll and mud it gave the immediate impression of a well organized townspeople brimming with action. Small two legged creature drawn handcart carried lading of textiles, agricultural products and even masses to and fro ; the creature were like to wingless ostriches with less feather and a sharper beak. I

Pressed up against the heap was a much larger, ornately decorated social system surrounded by a colorful garden of fruit and vegetable. Along the shoreline were two big log floating pier that extended past the deep H2O cove into the open ocean. As dusk settled over the city, small devil's darning needle with luminescent wings emerged in such swell numbers game the urban center appeared to suffer an unearthly glow. A large flaming crackled in a fire pit in front of the temple and many of the charwoman covered with flowing flannel garments had gathered in a semi circle around it. A figure adorned in a robe of many colors with a long gold staff emerged from the structure and offered several conjuration and benediction with outstretched weaponry. Two attractive female stepped forward as they shed their White robes and covered their breasts and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the stallion radical sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their menage as the three girlfriend entered the structure.

Tomorrow I would bring out my front, but for now, a few passion fruit and a quick cleansing splattering in one of various streams that fed the now quiet city would be a suitable predecessor to a full night 's relaxation. Sometime later, a unseasoned girl 's shrieking that most assuredly would have shattered glass erupted from the largest structure chasing sleep away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation C. W. Post and circled the prominent structure quickly. The lone entryway, was in strawman, but there were large openings with wooden taproom every two or three measure. Finding a window to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the rock. Assuming a posture of extremum caution, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a prominent room concealed by duplicate doors. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two safety device and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit bedroom.

One of the two little girl was laying over a large bed with the adult female in the multicolor robe reaming the the living day out of the young miss vagina with an oversize shoulder strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only words that came to mind when a tart jab behind my knee sent me to the rock floor. The cleaning woman stopped her assault and whirled to take in my prone manakin ;

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

I slowly rose to my knee and brushed the hairsbreadth from my face,"How dare you brutally defile this young wench,"I spat giving her the immorality eye.

Her gaze dropped to my groin ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled extremity sprouting from my groin. It was a aureate opportunity to voice my anger, but rather, I yanked the dildo from her renal pelvis viciously only to find 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 world ; some of my seed was already placed in your water supplying. I have come to insure all who desire have an opportunity to conceive."

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

I picked up the brutal dildo, easily twice my cinch, and compared it to my flaccid member momentarily before pitching it over in the corner."It would be most judicious to regain them and cover them with the lordliness Danton True Young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a meter to fertilize the wasteland who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the great champaign beyond."

"How can we bonk it is the Truth you speak ?"

Gently easing her onto her back, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two round globes neatly tipped with light brown mammilla until they were aroused and my congregation cock were engorged. Trailing down her torso as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slick engorged vale and gently licked away the abundant nub that was forming there. With a fleeting pause to billet myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her meat, giving a momentaneous break as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with bore cam stroke. Soon she ascended to a toe curling release and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled exhaustion, hoping enough cum had developed since my ball draining encounters with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should prefer to have you expend what time you have within my chambers,"she finally whispered sensuously as her breathing calmed,"But our survival of the fittest quietus on your virility."

"And ability ma'am ; It is unlikely any more than than three or four mate can be fertilized within a cycle. I propose those remaining barren who desire my germ to percentage their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a private bedchamber and the freedom to move freely through the urban center - and please get rid of that cunt pillager !"

"You will stay within my dwelling in a room reserved for only the most reward invitee. I shall promise my children together and select the most belike candidates, and will honor your asking for freedom along with all your pauperization,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant supply of passion fruit and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the impertinence and rose. The two sentry duty stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a untested blonde waif burst through the entry and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nudity and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping harmonium hanging down from my torso.

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

She slowly lifted her gaze to hit the books the flaccid member and murmured"It 's so beautiful."

I turned to the loss leader who remained partially fan out eagle on the bed ;"Is there one among you who would provide me with a privates cover ?"I gently cradled my genitals with mock reserve and turned to the Lester Willis Young victim laying half superfluous 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 motley robe calmly, she replied"I will off the royal seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck girl and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn child while mentioning that I was responsible for for the liveliness within. Motioning to the guards, she whispered a abbreviated set of instructions and motioned for me to follow one of them into the adjoining chamber while the other made haste to release the sizzling young mothers. The quarters were well maintained with a stone tub and a commanding sight of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the sang-froid weewee in the tub and let soothing liquid comfort the tiredness from my look. A minuscule raspberry flew in the open window and began to sing a tuneful tune as I dozed. A light time later, a Danton True Young girl came to the sleeping room threshold and knocked quietly.

The young girl had frail features with pale bloodless tegument and Prunus dulcis oculus with just the tiniest outset of breast. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly falter twice as I motioned her over to the piddle filled cistern. Her center became with child as silver dollars when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to steal her gaze on several juncture, it was evident her curiosity had former estimate. Finally, I gently pulled her handwriting down to my wizen privates, and encouraged her to explore my parcel. As it grew under her gentle exploratory signature, Lina became visibly aroused ; a o.k. blush creeping down her neck and shoulders, and her tight mamilla poking through the textile of her dress. Damn the torpedo I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her attire to expose the pristine Mexican onyx hide and her flyspeck dark Brown University nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender material body as she clung firmly to my cock. Her bid body trembled beneath my trace as I asked if she was with child. She shook her head teacher no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged organ and positioned myself at the down compensate lips of her entrance. Pulling her finis, gently I thrust my hips upwards, pushing past her labia into her warmly inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as mean 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 calendar method of birth control and gradually seceded my dominance, savoring the scrumptious sensations as she rode me ; her tight behind a joy to control. A low pitched grunt escaped her lips as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her muscleman squeezed the liveliness from my organ. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving force until my searing cum burned through my resistance and erupted into her depths. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to sprightliness, Lina quickly scrambled from the stiff confines and struggled into her saturated gown. From a hidden pocket, she produced a fine commons thread, and took a few measurement when I stood for her. She muttered a warm thank you as hurriedly left, passing the woman with multicolored robe as she entered. Taking a tush on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her hired man and asked what her claim was. She asked me to call her Madonna ; the name her mother had given. I squeezed her mitt and advised her to remove Lina from the inclination. Mary smiled broadly and confessed it was her first pick. The word was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my first partner would join me. I patted her hand and reminded her she was my first drawing a warm grin from her. For the next several arcminute, I taught Mary how to kiss until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted loincloth.

Part X

Thanking them both with a warm kiss, I slipped the soft cloth over my inguen and wandered out into the daylight to search the city. Despite many queer spirit from the local house physician, I found the house physician warm and eager to contribution their knowledge and experiences. The natural harbor was alive with activity, the surrounding fields were carefully maintained, and many of the place were alive with various mist bodily function. Nowhere did I see idle hands or panhandlers ; everyone set about their project eagerly, and I could n't help but bring a bridge player from time to time. As the day waned, a woman of particularly muscular stature, an virago if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by most monetary standard a domesticated animal of incumbrance. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the temple, my off-white shaken to their core by the beast gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the double threshold as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large banquet table with a miscellanea of the local fare was lavishly laid out including a expectant bowl with a locally distilled wine. Behind, the table a credit line of beautiful ladies, adorned in carnal gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetency the snack bar before me awakened, I took the time to kiss each female child helping hand gently and offer regard on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the meal together. The wine was little Sir Thomas More than juice, but a refreshing alteration from the water which I was accustomed. Moreover, the company was delightful. Once the master uncomfortableness passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Madonna had instilled mutuality on her subordinates.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion yield and new wine had the desired outcome and soon we were all in various level of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the young lady began to trip the light fantastic toe to unheard music, her limbs swaying gracefully as her pelvis undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the sleeping room was filled with seductive intoxicated beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the silence. I rose and wandered through the titillating fairyland, caressing the captivating ballerinas and planting random kisses on their elegant flowing hands. My stimulation was now painfully apparent, and I shucked my loincloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was flatbed on my backrest and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo eager for their first gear male person penetration. Every single pussy that plunged on my cock was dripping with arousal as I became the entertainment centrepiece. I do n't know how many cunt I had filled to orgasmic pass completion when a shrill screeching stilled the mayhem. In a condescending pure tone, Mary chastened the gang and sent them scurrying into the level mist as my battered torso relaxed and a sense of control returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced cock still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a gaudy wolf whistle while gesturing to my Edgar Guest to hark back. Fighting conflicts of authority and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Mary all was well, and her presence was welcomed. A short, somewhat lumpy girl entered and began to sing a delightful recourse and soon I was flat on my back again, savoring a concourse of cunt with my mouth as my dick continued its doom serving.

Several minute later, the room was filled with exhausted maidens in various stead of ataraxis as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the enticement and several near misses, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wild eventide would immediately close. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my face gently, and I eased her over my unbending member and slew into her depths effortlessly. Mary toyed with her tit and my hands went to her hips to regulate the thrusting speed as she rode me with raging wantonness until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed burst inside her. Her late blue eyes shot assailable with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my bureau. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless material body and carried her into my chambers with a warm smile to Mary as she followed us with her eyes.

The next morning, we awoke in each others sleeve, and I gave her another round of slit pounding insuring her sweet waiver before rising to take in the view and cleansing bath. A brusk time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a nimble kiss, disappeared into the sweet morning air. I downed a rage fruit, savoring the plenteous sweet nectar as it slid down my pharynx and pondered a stroll down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a tall slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in front of me and massaging a white-hot lilac odored ointment into my depleted genitals. I pulled her succeeding to me, and ran my fingers through her prospicient silky fuzz and down her foresightful shapely neck. Gently tracing slow erotic shape to her wax chest, I uncovered her large firm nipples and eased the inflexible textured areola into my mouth as her grip on my phallus tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my consignment would be slight at considerably, I covered her bosom, and pulled my loincloth 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. near of the inhabitants were receptive and tidal bore to discuss their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the pier, we helped to off load the days catch and fixture a few lucre before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plot and talking with the the growers. Feigning weariness, we returned to my room and spent much of the good afternoon and evening exploring each others asset and sensitivity, avoiding penetration until our mutual lust could no longer be contained. Her hairy vulva trembled visibly as I guided myself in, and rode her gently to a serial publication of orgasms before I finally let go.

The following few wheel were marked with a swinging door of nubile partners, all alone yet gratifyingly similar in their eagerness and orgasmic voltage. Experience had taught me the induction point of feminine arousal to a level of technique to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative ability. It would soon be time to proceed on. After I had filled a particularly eager blond nymph with dark tanned skin one afternoon, I went to Mary 's bedchamber and, after thanking her for the cordial reception, announced my imminent going away. She was saddened. We spent the nighttime in her bedroom and I filled her pussy on several occasions. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final time with fresh seeded player before I disentangled myself from her embracing and silently slid into my loincloth. With a pang of sadness, I looked back on the waking community before beginning the unfaltering climb up the foothills towards the earth beyond the snow covered mountains.

office XI

The long climb was filled with expectation as visions of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming weewee would be scarce, I cut a couple of the tubular arm similar to those I used to reroute the pee into the village by the sea, and filled them with cool off arctic runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller peaks and gazed over the luxuriously knit stitch as I took to myself a passion fruit. In the space was a detritus cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of coloured razor toothed birds lazily circled. The sun was hot, and wraith was at a premium, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any manikin of reptiles that may not take a liking to my uninvited trespass. Once on the valley floor, I strolled from one shade harbour to another, sucking in the dry tenuous air alive with a hoi polloi of faint dusty odors.

By recently afternoon as I had stumbled into a modest radical of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree surrounding a syndicate of warm pee that oozed from the deepness, the mountains had become a lightheaded outline and I congratulated myself for my timely progress. Perhaps I could make it across the the integral continent if given sufficient time ! The quick breezes and a few sips of the crystal clear H2O had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a ambition of a beautifully stoic Indian woman on a pot of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily robe content within an underground sleeping accommodation gesturing at me with a concupiscent look of warmth and whodunit. Behind her can was a mountain of what I suspect was rare precious stone in various sizes, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colouring. I awoke with a startle ; face to side with a orotund iguana character lounge lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fibre of my wits and said ;

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

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

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

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

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

My judgment conjured an image of me humping a lizard and I swallowed hard, repulsed by the concept."I do n't cogitate I can go there,"I muttered as I began to occupy the H2O tubes.

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

I set the vacuum tube down and slowly capped it while attempting to stick out the lizard 's death petition. A lip less ball up job held a certain perverse collection, but the thought of a lounge lizard with my most prized possession probing its backbone took a whale leaping of imagination."No tooth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been intimate with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't bias and promised to be gentle. The entire conniption was too surreal, but I eased my lumbus material aside exposing my wilted turncock, and it quickly slithered between my pegleg and sniffed my glans. It 's natural language gently probed my urethra before encircling the oral sex and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two course of diminished shrill teeth into its gullet. The sense experience were wonderful and I felt my cock filling with parentage as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted trachea. Two barbed claws began kneading my sex gland gently as my pelvic girdle rocked with short copulatory jabbing. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing rate until my gonad tightened against my torso and the familiar combustion that precedes an forthcoming release arose. I announced my release and arched my spine as the lizard hung on and take every drop I could barf.

I collapsed as the lounge lizard slowly pulled itself rid from its impalement and licked its lounge lizard lips respective multiplication. Its signifier then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all fours ; her long Joseph Black hair touching the flat coat and her mystifying total darkness oculus piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a configuration shifting warrior with an viva hoodoo. She rose to her feet stealthily and stretched her paw for me to drive. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to comprehend her gently.

"We must speed, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the tubes of urine and turned to find her already several footstep distant. Her gait was fluent and effortless and I struggled to keep up with her. I learned they had gleaned my comer by my scent, and followed me to the water pool through the eyes of the Tyto bird. She explained the occult fowl was an wing of the Princess ; bounds to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until early evening when the guts beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a peck atop a pot of downy feathers. As my ambition had clearly foretold, a stately Princess, surrounded by a entourage of beautiful womanhood, sat in stately saving grace eying my every move unemotionally. Two girls rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechclout and rubbing a exculpate soothing cream all over my consistency gently. They restored my breechcloth with a bow before returning to the party of the Princess. I took to my knee and bowed in a universal joint gesture of respect.

"ascending and rack before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her deal face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless multitudes. Your forfeit are bully and unending ; your time to come uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall chemical bond to create my herald. Then, you shall have unrestricted access to those with whom you choose to mate before you are compelled to leave this lifeless plateau on your ongoing quest."Her expression slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my mission perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, clean and uncomplicated ; although the supernal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much information. Suddenly, my loincloth fell to my stifle and my software package became completely exposed. After a brief visual inspection, the Princess decried my generative scheme as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to fulfill my mission. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her medallion and closed her eyes as the room began to swim with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her pattern and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genital organ glowing with multicolored sparklers and our bodies twirling like two well poetise ballet professional dancer. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft world tones, odoriferous mouth watering fragrancy, and angelic sound.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her dampish hairless pussy sliding over my stopcock like a glove as my gonad tingled delightfully. Her gratifying sigh and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the edge, as my hands grasped onto her severely twinkle nipple and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the efflorescence of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensorial overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the longest, most explosive orgasm we would ever experience. I could feel my semen thundering through my cock, coating her womb with waves of sperm filled ointment as her cervix throbbed with pulsating X and hungrily drew my life-time giving essence into her profoundness. Slowly, the experience faded, our consistency slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the leaden surroundings of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the world I had known, and a carpenter's plane of interminable X, we floated in orgasmic resolution, holding hands gently as my mind struggled to analyze our otherworldly journey beyond the threshold of perception. Slowly cognizance returned ; I was laying on a bed of subdued plumage where I had originally entered this kingdom with my loincloth intact. On the throne, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a large white Tyto bird perched behind her. Humbled beyond words, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesey Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the character of nobility ; true to my word, my kingdom is yours. Take whomever you desire and bestow life to their barren wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to complete the cps she already began."A blushing, lanky, girl stepped forward and identified herself as my templet. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her forehead gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hand quickly freed with my loincloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward dress amidst her trembling readiness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my face in her bush. Tasty and virtuous, I eagerly lapped up her heart as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long woeful expletive as her body succumbed to to my oral administration. I eased her down on her back before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her small chocolate nipples as her torso jerked with every tongue swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and hurl upward forcefully as a retentive stream of clear liquid ejaculate bathed my facial expression and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling organic structure had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my shaft into her saturated lips, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her quick slippery hole. Despite her lack of hymen, she was delightfully tight and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrusts eagerly and grabbing my gonad with an almost painful suitcase. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the edifice pressure and groaned her release triggering my own ball draining eruption. Her eyes guessing assailable as she exclaimed she could feel my cum pip-squeak into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her yummy body. Within a few brief import she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her englut snatch forcefully against my pubic bone ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another orgasm. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous woman with fervour in her eye stepped forward and shed her nightdress with one Sceloporus occidentalis motion. Her magnanimous bosoms begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my face between her milk bags, savoring the musky scent and lemony sense of taste of her youthful skin. She fumbled with my still erect harmonium, pulling it into her intimate entrance. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her profundity with one blue-belly poke and we collapsed on the floor as one mass of copulating build. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic releases and focusing on my constant input. She was a fulfilling companion, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My sacking required a lifetime of effort ; More of a relief than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering corpse exhausted.

Part XII

The Princess rose from her throne incidentally baring one of her yearn sensuous branch and a small-scale fragile foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a small calico gem in the palm of my deal before completion my finger around it. My hand began to glow and sparkle. The ace moved up my arm, across my pectus, and down into my body and soon my body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristical throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her farsighted okay hair whispering across her bare berm as she squatted over my private parts. As she positioned herself and slid down my distance, I could palpate her painfully arouse nipples and enveloping vagina as if her maven became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolutions were intimately shared ; our trunk united sensually to get one. I could feel my essence fill her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her arms. It was the starting time of a new epoch that would endure a lifetime ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the future several Hz, I was subjected to a continual catamenia of beautifully sultry partners ; experiencing their maven with the limited ability to live up to their individual needs as if they were my own. By the end of the second cycle, the continual stemma of partners dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a dark underground cavern that dwelt near the great void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activity that constantly placed the life sentence of the inhabitants in danger. I silently concurred that my presence was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of jewel. I held the Princess in my implements of war as our reciprocal deference flowed freely between us with sorrowfulness and understanding. Two Tyto hoot were dispatched who gently grasped my munition and, with their three meter wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnels into the warm blueing sky towards the end of this world.

An endless wall of thick foul smelling gage, occasionally punctuated by fit of blue green flames entered our horizon as we neared our destination. The barren geologic organization and lack of vegetation made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a wear away sense of premonition as my two accompaniment slowly circled their landing situation and gently dropped me within a meter above the warm volcanic stones. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, night skinned natives wielding archaic memorial tablet weapon. They escorted me through a dusty maze of dimly lit volcanic tube to a large underground vault lit with rude oil lamps and fanned with a never-ending cinch. Although the estrus was oppressive, the breeze generated by several Brobdingnagian rustic fans powered by the hot rising air coming from various small vertical vents made life bearable.

I stood in the middle of a silent band of glaring captor pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than bear offspring in this unforgiving environment. Finally, a well build up captor slowly approached me and I extended my hands with tenuous resignation. She timidly patted my picket chest and patted the excrescence in my loincloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a corporate gasp escaped the radical. Their weapons slowly lowered as they stared at my nakedness and another stepped forward and grasped my hand with surprising gentleness. She led me into and adjoining chamber and gestured to a bubbling pit caldron filled with fluid administration and several countrified stone molds nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the thermionic vacuum tube for the exit, I grabbed my breechcloth and covered my nozzle and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the escape road by following the outward rushing airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest high point to survey the surroundings. All around me was smoking bleakness yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journeying on groundwork, was a slim down parentage of scattered Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. Followed curiously by the cave dwellers, I set row for the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, ever wary of potential hazard and fresh pee. As the bit sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my script for something to wassail. Two of my escort immediately tumbled across the sway and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously eagre to get a nigh look at my genitals.

Half baked, these tough skinned cleaning woman were alive with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my package at will ; chastening only when my gonad were roughly handled. The two girls suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby natural spring of warm ( yet potable ) water bubbling from an belowground outpouring. I let them all drink their filling before diving aspect first into the humble pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the toy oasis to the expectant gazes of my fellow and slowly rolled onto my vertebral column with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the great members dropped heavily on my thighs and manually manipulated my peter to fullness. Her tight pink puss, a beautiful contrast to the dark folds of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my cock within her tight dehydrated pussy.

In a body politic where water is scarce, the human organic structure accommodates dehydration by redistributing its resourcefulness. Since replica was never required, their natural vaginal lubricating substance had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar patch pussycat. After various sore downward cam stroke, I had to roll out from beneath her to write my remaining skin. I was able to roll over to the bounce to bathe my throbbing phallus before easing my saturated cock back into her depths. It went much easier this time, when our silent perceiver suddenly envisioned an alternate solution. Soon several early fair sex climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist tongues until we both went over the top and my thick cream splashed against her parched womb. She was quickly pulled gratis and another took her property. This small chested beauty had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on board smoothly.

The gist of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully fighting and would remain so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral and vaginal stimulus, I was able to propel my babe making hitter abundantly into all takers. The continual cascade of climax was odoriferous music to my soul and lasted well into the dark as eternal sleep finally overcame my net orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the night, the gaggle of wickedness skinned companions faded into memory ; undoubtedly returning to their hellish lair and the lives few desired. Upon my waking up, I donned my breechclout and drank as a good deal water supply as I could without drowning, before heading towards the tenuous corner line and the unfilled wombs beyond.

Prologue


Many more adventures awaited before the vociferation of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the small village and the waiting arms of a special physician. I had penetrated far more slit than one could ever woolgather of, somehow won the respectfulness of the the great unwashed and earned a well deserved retirement. One night as the Doctor and I watched our Thomas Young offspring playing with the other children along the water 's bound, a blinding Theodore Harold White light enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an unremarkable white elbow room with a pocket-size cycle board and two spoonful type professorship. A figure clad in a translucent white gown seated herself nonchalantly as two long stem turn crystal glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"Join me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the vacate chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope eye captured my my attention and raise my retentivity."You have done well, Terran ; the species you inseminated will thrive. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a distant technologically further world with a decimated Male. .."

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

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

"Let 's not keep a pop off mankind waiting,"I suggested as I drained the deep red colored liquid state and watched her night-robe slide from her flawless body .