The military mission

Beneath the I-12 subway, the huddle form was barely visible in the dusk as I headed family from stocking up on a few requirement before the bode storm straw man arrived. Wrapped in a black garbage bag clutching a low second generation handbag, the hapless figure beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless person placard but ill equipped for the torrential rainfall predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless form into the dorsum behind before easing back into traffic as a strong wind gust heralded the violent storm arrival. My intent of dropping the ragged bundle at a nearby homeless tax shelter, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to urinate the fine hairs on my neck stand on end followed by a peal of thunder that evoked my survival inherent aptitude. Cranking up the smoke, I guided my aging supporter to the secure car port several minute away while dodging the newly forming puddles.

Once parked, I sat for a abbreviated eternity to calm my shattered nerves until the computer memory of the homeless figure in the back seat spurred me back to realism. Grabbing the bag of foodstuff, I pulled my exanimate passenger across the concrete floor and struggled to drag us into my warm apartment where I collapsed into my favorite chairman amidst the thundering rain. After a abbreviated rest, I studied the bedraggled guest on the floor of the entry and wondered briefly if a immediate phone call to local law enforcement might feature been More appropriate. A dull groan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to aid. Gently removing the flimsy plastic raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was distaff, maybe in her early thirties ( hard to narrate through all the caked grunge ), and in decisive need of a terminated wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer garb, I removed her holey soled brake shoe ; her pes were a sore testimony to too many hard tread miles.

swathe her arm around my shoulder joint, I gently brought her to her feet for the myopic junket to the lav. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me dress in only the bare essentials necessary to keep her reserve ; a moth eaten tee shirt and holey panty that barely clung to her anemic pelvic girdle. I started the bathroom water and went into the master key sleeping accommodation to find some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my gone wife. Returning to the steamy bathroom with an armload of screw thread, I found my Edgar Guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pool of bath water. I gestured for her to remove her remaining wearable and get into the water as I gathered her rags and left her to her own gimmick. Throwing some hot water on the stove for soup, I considered my options before flipping on the tube to get acquainted with the violent storm 's progress. A funnel shape had been sited nearby.

Several min passed, and I could still hear the pee run, so I eased out of my chairwoman and slowly opened the bathroom doorway to check over on my Guest. She was sitting in the tub with the end of garb clinging provocatively to her lilliputian form."Great, a mastermind fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drainpipe and motioned for her to brook. She studied my every move, and offered no resistance as I pulled the survive trace of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the refuse container. As the tub began to refill, I pulled some liquid soap and a nylon scrub brush from the locker and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her desolation.

Hairless from the neck down, her youthful skin and pert breasts forced me to reevaluate my early age estimation. Her muck caked dead body was virtually unflawed, without blemish or reading of maltreatment. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her pectus and torso, savoring the texture of her youthful skin as she closed her eyes and leaned back in submission. Her little bosom with put up coffee colored mamilla were extremely spiritualist, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the ruttish anatomy. Beginning with her petite feet, I slowly lathered her foresighted sultry pegleg and second joint, becoming aroused with her quickening sighs of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a high school pitched squeaker and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy lips. respective emphatic pelvic thrusts later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my invading bridge player. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the water shamelessly, contracting her thighs to defend pressure. Caught off guard, 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 eubstance, I lathered her lilliputian eruct butt and the quiet curves of her vertebral column and neck before carefully bathing her aspect. Her center fluttered open, the schoolchild a kaleidoscope of colors. I gazed into their depths with fascination as I motioned for her to stand for the rinse cycle. The warm water flowed through her slick dark whisker, dislodging clunk of road grime and revealing a naturally beautiful refulgency that could stop traffic. A thorough rinse and gentle towel massage later, her transformation into a goddess was complete. I stepped back in awe, filling my sess with the most beautiful creature with dripping haircloth that I 'd ever seen. A svelte smile crossed her exquisite face and her mesmerizing middle held me hypnotised as the steer outdoors began to howl. The southeast walls of the apartment were pelted with dust as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; time seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull White River room that surrounded me where a frame was sitting at a belittled round of drinks table a scant 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 join me,"the seated digit implored with a slight gesture.

Humbly I crossed the distance 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 heart stirred a brief, indefinable retention. As I sat, two modest wine-colored ice partially filled with a ruby colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red mouth for a sip. I tried a taste of the sweet liquid, and prompt felt my face charge and my organic structure undeniably overwhelmed with the pauperization to inseminate every uncommitted orifice within 100-miles. Knotty fence posts even held appeal.

My host smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en path to a developing planet to repopulate the occupier coinage whose males were decimated by a virile cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red yield whose extract you just sampled will underwrite you and your host 's virility. Our ocean trip is brief - grant me this chance to couple with you and swan your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful curves revealed in all their gloriole. There was not a hair to be seen on her plenteous olive tegument beneath the full wickedness mane of silky dark hair. A thin trail of gist trickled down the interior of her left thigh, and her face reflected long neglect desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too much information, too many interrogative, and overactive hormone all contributed to the dizziness I experienced as I slowly rose to my substructure. Downing the rest of the red liquidity in a draft, the once bury passion of my youth returned with days of interest and I dove into the two firm globes crowning her heaving chest. Tongue lashing the erect nipples alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her legs around me as her internal respiration cranked up several pass. With a quick shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a serial of orgasms, bathing my leg with a river of her essence. As her breathing slowed with a concluding violent pelvic thrust, I eased her onto the storey and after savoring the attendant underside of her breasts, wandered down to her large vulva.

The sozzled hairless lips oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my tongue into the tight dent. I thirstily savored her toothsome redolence, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the bantam engorged hub of nerve conclusion. She grabbed my fuzz and her hips lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my assault temporarily until her spasms calmed, I grabbed a lungful of smart air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her body trembled and her face contorted with orgasmic ecstasy. Quickly positioning my rigid organ at her wet pink chess opening, I waited for her spasms to subside somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly tight, she was experienced and stuff her rosehip rhythmically with my own, cumming several more times before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her soft throbbing womb. Her vaginal brawn hungrily tightened rhythmically from the theme of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own jab to short jab. I gave her a attendant kiss on the side of her long fragile neck, and her eyes flew opened in surprise. Her hands desperately clutched my butt as another orgasm overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscle were cinched so tightly they forced the ancestry out of my hammer and I thought it would go off. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another wave hit and she clung to me like a woman possessed. The input was so intense I was barely able to stanch the catamenia before releasing various days of source explosively into her open womb. She squealed and arched her hips despite the impact of my entire weight, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive climax as I continued to pump my burning semen into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic skirmish of my life-time, her vagina continued to milk my essence into her inwardness.

I held her gently as we slowly unwind, feeling her throbbing heartbeat radiating through her member. A smile slowly appeared as I kissed the other face of her neck and her hands wandered through my thinning tomentum and down my back sensually. Suddenly, the sonant white brightness we were bathed in changed to a soft blue and a feminine spokesperson blurted a substance in an unknown tongue. She slowly rolled away from our embracement and rose to her knees. Placing her hand gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin peter within the canal. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our arrival is imminent. You have been selected to sire a new generation of offspring based on your experience, compassion and science. A translating program was implanted in your ear to alleviate communication with the native species. Any resistance to adapting to ethnical mores of this world will restrict its evolution. Be rubber, be glad, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a brief newsflash of brightly spark and I was apartment on my back staring at a clear blue devil sky in the heart of a tropical forest. The air was warm and cherubic ; my Mary Jane heightened beyond my earlier reminiscence. With no dress, no weapons, and no identity, I realized my science would be my only asset. A few strides away, a glorious fir tree rose at a convenient angle to ease a warm ascent, and I scaled up to the high spot almost effortlessly. There was something in the clean crisp air that invigorated me. The forest was dotted with unknown leaved trees bearing red yield - my natural Viagra ! There was smoke rising from several hundred meters away and behind was a large lake or receptive sea. I could get wind indulgent womanly voices on the malarky ; melodious and enticing.

Suddenly the voice abruptly ceased and the air became still. A ace voice broke the oppressive secrecy and stated it sensed a male presence nearby. respective other distinct voices skeptically questioned her observations but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the tree, bolting for thickly underbrush as soon as my metrical unit touched solid ground. I ran like the idle words with the womanly part in pursuit until I recalled my delegation and slowed to a plosive. A stampede of brute skinned raiment women emerged from the undergrowth and tumbled over one another when they slid to a stop. Their collective mouth dropped undefended and I suppressed the urge to jape at the pile of disorderly torso. From what I could recognize, they were physically identical to the women of my world with keener instincts. I held my manpower out, handle up, in a gesture of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the forefront and paused reflecting my gesture. Despite the fur covering her bosom and genitals, I could tell she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to fill my cock with anticipation as my mouth lost the last drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her regard shifted between my eyes and my gormandise genitals. No Holy Writ were spoken as she reached out to touch my cock with farsighted trembling fingerbreadth. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my phallus. The other girls gathered around in a tight circle and stroked my chest and bum gently as their leader dropped to her knee and gently explored my bundle. I could see where this was headed and eased her hands away.

"Does it squeeze out the sacred cream of life history,"she queried."

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu object lesson in basic homo relation with unproblematic explanations and motion. Once finished, I entertained their inquiry honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of savvy and occasional breaks as one of the miss 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 care for them as the creator intended - a error that would cost them a generation of lonesomeness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceived notions but decided against it. fall began to fall on the forest with long phantasma as we made our way back to their bivouac amidst periodic signature and giggles. I grabbed several red 'passion yield'( a figure I termed for their sildenafil citrate like impression ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a flimsy psychotropic outcome in addition to its hard-on enhancement properties.

By the sentence we reached the small enclave of mud hutch, I was euphoric and hard. Emboldened by the yield effects, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the pocket-size leather strap supporting the animal hide covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my knee burying my face into the naturally blonde, musky muff atop her long unsparing legs. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed carpet, I savored her virginal labia eagerly. By the third swipe of my natural language, she became a daimon, tearing at my hair and thrashing around on the carpet frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first contact, I rolled onto my back and pulled her on 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 spunk filled extremities together gently. In less than a moment, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic spasms. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the nasty curtain raising and with a mightily jabbing of my hips, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic spasms sent her organic structure into ictus. I thrust deeper again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft fleshy obstruction halted any further incursion. Her pussy was inhumanly squiffy as it milked my cock mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic cramp, Eba tore the fur covering from her bosoms and exposed the two nearly perfect ball ever created. Locking my mouth around the closest coffee colored tit, I drew the hard nipple past my teeth and tongue lashed the sore pulp to the strait of her ever intensifying moans. Again she trembled with yet another orgasm clamping my tool unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best efforts at containment, my over perk up dick spewed into her depth as my hips arched to heighten the living giving vaginal deposit.

With a high school pitched squeal and several unintelligible words, she collapsed on me, bathing my trunk in a lovesome flow of her pee as she lost control of her sinew. Her trench breathing's confirmed she was still in our aeroplane of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently roll from beneath her tire frame to clean myself in a stream that flowed through the essence of the campground. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a low stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the midst hand sewn quilt, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a hanker intermission to look up to the perfection of her sweat sheened peel and the gentle curves of her femininity. I rolled her into my branch 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 cutis room access covering, I saw the women of the encampment on their genu with their forefront bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the small mathematical group towards the brook, I patted their drumhead or shoulder in toleration, while trying to hide my plethora. None of them appeared over their mid 20 which seemed strange in itself, and the hang around effects of the passion fruit only made me wonder if I was hallucinating. The vitreous silica cool down water was no hallucination however, and I welcomed the refreshing relief as I eased into a low dug into the riverbed. A Whitney Moore Young Jr. hand touched my shoulder and I turned to a barely sericeous waif staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her peel, eyes, and coarse curly fuzz were a deep chocolate Brown University and her youthful figure oozed virginal artlessness. Hesitantly, she bean to pour out urine on my neck opening and shoulders with her hands, smoothing and soothing new spirit into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremities and legs, and massaged the muscles gently, inadvertently stirring life back into my private parts. When her gentle caresses reached my pulsate periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridgeline and recesses. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

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

"Would you like a baby ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her flyspeck frame on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furry bumps of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my engorged phallus wedged between us, and continued her haptic geographic expedition as I gently planted kisses on her typeface. The early girlfriend settled down around us ; some already twiddling their bozo with expectation. I was somewhat unnerved by the audience until Zuri repositioned herself with my putz at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focus shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her nasty shallow scratch, the sensation alone brought me perilously close to the bound. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained reception on my behalf ; my glans nudging her flyspeck clitoris with each accident. After a continuing her arousal until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a grimace, her fag nails tore into my spine and her legs violently trembled with her first base Male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful display of orgasmic euphory.

There were gasps from appendage of the audience, as they experienced their own voyeuristical self-induced releases simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breath while still clinging to me desperately. Any endeavor to extract myself was met with groans of dislike as her legs locked around my thighs. Finally, two of the looker-on eased into the water system beside us and gently dislodged my collaborator. One was a sandbag Aythya americana with farsighted hair that easily reached the small of her back and crystal clear large green optic. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her picket long legs over my torso and fumbled with my already primed investigation, placing it at her tender porta hidden in a tussock of brilliant red hair's-breadth. Ever so slowly she descended down the duration of my prick, throwing her headland back with this new erotic experience of manful penetration. Slowly, she slid down the shaft until my glans was fully embedded in her shaking womb.

Although she was not as tight as my two premature lover, her enthusiastic pelvic thrusting were more than sufficient to activate a long series of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the edge of my own release. When her long slender fingers massaged my hyper sensitive scrotum, my attempts at restraint finally crumbled and with a moan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost inhuman growl and a long watercourse of orgasmic essence that sprayed from her quim signaled her final epic poem climax as I continued to fill her until my balls ached. She fell onto me quivering as the last of our collective muscularity drained into orgasmic obliviousness. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard respective nearby voices announce their own orgasmic releases.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the specter of a great fir type tree with my head word resting in Zuri 's lap while various other girls gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my cutis. A plate of exotic yield including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my awakening, she fed me slices of the delightful indigenous offer. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

"Let 's talk of the town,"was all she said as she slowly reached out with an upset bridge player while rising to her feet.

During the adjacent few hours she entertained my questions and shared her hopes for the future. Without the protein of male sperm, the woman were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my charge 's importunity. This world circled two sunshine and had a rapid eye socket that virtually eliminated seasonal worker changeover. Much of the major planet was unknown to them ; apparently occupied by small nomadic Hunter accumulator grouping with abundant resource that minimized territorial conflicts. Certain social device characteristic of spoken speech and familial cohesion were quite well developed, without the requirement of advanced applied science. It was a Zion of sorting where ignorance was bliss. My attempts at explaining my origins were met with such awe and skepticism that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that dissemination of my semen must be planetary, not restricted to one humble group. She nodded solemnly in agreement and motioned for the early members of the clan to connect us.

Several ebony adult female made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with large doe eye, kissable full lips, small round breasts, and wide-cut hips. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the smooth lineament of her face ; her lower lip trembling with prediction, and small drop of sweat forming on her shoulder. Her entire tender boob accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her manus cupped my human face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my lingua explore the pacify breaking ball of her long Cinnamomum zeylanicum colored neck and shoulders She pulled my head towards her and rolled her head back to look towards the heavens amidst enraptured moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky taste of her peel, removing her fur habiliment and tongue bathing her trembling womanly curves until I eased open the dark browned valley covered with a visible light coat of dense dim Curl. Her ping vagina, a colourful contrast to her otherwise chocolate skin, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy lips open with one hand, I slipped my forefinger into the tight pink flesh until it stopped at her virginal membrane and slowly withdrew discovering the natives had a g-spot ! Messaging the attender flesh of her g-spot gently provided the accelerator to drive her over the sharpness explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic response ; moving even closer as I eased my cock into her palpitation porta. With one gentle thrust, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her optic inject loose with surprise, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the trespasser. A second, more volatile orgasm shattered her countenance as she trembled violently amidst several undecipherable exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly rifle her pussy, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my slow down cryptic thrusts. Her soundbox slacken and her venter rose corresponding to my penetration. The strong silkiness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by soused rhythmic muscular contraction of her vaginal muscles. Each chest bobbling jab became a test of my ability to stop my impending orgasm. Her speedy stimulation matched my own to where the world-class explosive stream of neck bathing sperm sent her into delirious convulsions that almost threw me clear of her arcing body.

The oddment of the tribe formed a tight circle around us, and one of her companions gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my spinal column where she immediately dove expression first onto my expended electric organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remainder of our coming away with her tongue. Satiated in orgasmic euphory, I stared at the clear blue cat valium sky, as respective beautiful maidens scurried over with a shell of rage fruit and a wood hewn bowl of stream water supply. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering flesh of my latest inhibit Virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her dead body'desperate attempts to find stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly dense muckle of underbrush, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus of ear splitting shrieking not unlike a band of blood thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a defensive stance as my gracious hosts splintered into the Natalie Wood with scream of threat. Only briefly did I catch a glance of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a poisonous squawk to my gonads sent my partially digested passion fruit onto the hobo camp floor and the Light Within of awareness into blissful duskiness. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the back of an overgrown raptor character lizard, my groin screaming in agony with every puppet footfall. Gratefully, consciousness escaped me again.

theatrical role II

When I awoke, I was secured on a arenaceous mound on my back with my extremity securely tied with thick vines in a spread eagle position. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my torso and could vaguely get word the part of my captors somewhere beyond my area of imagination. A orotund tincture blocked my theater of visual sensation and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. scare stricken, I struggled needlessly to disengage myself only to have my dresser covered with a gallon of Dino drool. Scared shitless and certain my fate rested on the long run-in of knifelike tarter stained teeth, I lost control and released a long stream of pee that my adversary noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breath was disgusting ! The scratchy tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the wight wandered off sulking.

A lizard cutis clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some semblance of world, abruptly squatted over my trunk and rubbed her knarly pubic speckle fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the genital rape was forgetful lived ; she bucked several times with an patent climax and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of force of view. Suddenly a group of similarly garment char of all size and coloring appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. ineffective to free myself without tearing Sir Thomas More skin from my wrist and ankles, I was destined to expend the succeeding various hours experiencing the total dehumanization of multiple rapes. When attempting to voice my discomfort, I was brutally slapped until disconnected numbness set in. I was viewing the entire spectacle from somewhere external my physical self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some gunpoint I had drifted into a a world of fantasy where passion and beauty thrived. When my senses finally returned at the mise en scene of the first ( and brightest ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onset of a summer flu. Still bound, the jungle was strangely silent. Suddenly a fount appeared directly over mine, and without moving her back talk she demanded to know why I had not fertilized her fellow. I pretended not to take heed, while being stunned at her ostensible communicatory power. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of view. Somewhat positive my fate was at handwriting, I closed my optic and let the speech sound of the sweet-flavored chilling cinch make music to my troubled spirit.

It was dark when I felt my extremities being released and respective Set of work force drag me over to a crackling fire pit. My assailants were silently gathered in a trailer truck set staring unmercifully at me and my desolation. A shadowed physical body in lounge lizard tegument with a philippic of feather 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 firm gaze, I shook my head no and turned away awaiting another swift kick that never came. It was so subdued that a pin pearl could cause telegraphed throughout the jungle.

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

With hardly the persuasiveness to speak, I extended my branch upward to assist my captor in expediting my dying.

"Great Queen,"a timid articulation erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own eyes I saw this animate being fertilize a dark skinned female person. It may not hump of she whom sent it nor of it 's purpose."

"This tool chose not to fertilize any among us,"the pansy retorted.

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

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all males are equal, young warrior ; it is for that very reason they were banished. It is only by the state of grace of our sacred female parent that we will turn fertile once more ; not by our hand or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as quiet enveloped the camp.

Finally the queen cattle farm out her arms in an unmistakable gesture of her say-so ;"We are the babe of the sharp toothed creatures, destined to lord over this world and live endlessly with the mother of animation bearers. Bind this puppet beyond our inner circle and feed it. At the dawn of the second sun, I shall reveal the fate of this creature as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with relief and was drug over to a large tree diagram just beyond the visual reach of the camp where they secured me by my ankle. respective scale of food with a enceinte urn of water were placed just within my reach and I was left to the peaceful obscurity of the night. Downing almost of the water I dove into a plate of singed meat that was hard to masticate but palatable, and several passion fruit.

My vim gradually returned and I was able to free my bound leg quite easily with unbind work force. Apparently my capturer had a no idea of my recuperative capacity. oddity compelled me to crawl back to the camp as quietly as I could to get some insight on my potential drop fate. Within a few moments I located the tumid rock domicile in the campsite and quietly made my way to a diminished dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a figure shrouded in thin translucent mesh quietly. I could barely make out portions of the highly well-informed conversation between the two and got the discrete impression that the veiled god mother reviled all males who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible mission of sexual conquest. When the Queen left the social system to get some water and fruit, I squeezed through a small window to confront the hide feminist.

As I threw back the shroud, I encountered an elderly charwoman, definitely beyond small fry bearing years that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this little subculture or ending the life story of this lizard lipped libber, I stared into her trembling face and decided abstract thought would be the outdo approach. At first terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my intent was non-threatening, she spilled her guts about the previous world she lived in, and why she had taken such a severely air against the strong-growing males of her species. In turn, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her globe and hoped to reintegrate sexuality as a positively charged mutual act. As the queen regnant re-entered the dwelling house, she dropped the serving tray and went for a arm hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a simple gesture from the 'god female parent'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense second filled with intense conversation between the two woman followed until finally, with a personal sigh of relievo, the Queen seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled inwardness, and how fascinating her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first time I was able to see the woman behind her authoritarian put-on as she explained how to amplify consider jut to contain the creatures and transmit non-verbally ; a uncomplicated mental cognitive process few of her subordinates could duplicate. When the elder woman commented on the sad shape of my 'package,"I brushed it off as an"occupational fortune"and offered her the hazard for a unaired inspection.

The 'god female parent'was both eager and go through, and with ennoble caresses soon had my battered pipe organ throbbing with prevision. She then turned to the Queen and explained the existent physical unconscious process involved in human being copulation with a few hint I randomly offered for clarification. I could see the Queen becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the hound of her rightfulness foot was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. The environment had suddenly changed and I felt a relationship with the god mother that watchword fail to describe.

Gently I removed the loose garment from her aging flour-sack shaped body and caressed her lovingly, amazed how quickly her large nipples on her diskette baby feeders became aroused. With my left-hand arm wrapped around her back fondling the sore nipple, my justly hand delved into the furred Gray haired snatch and found her button, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp warmth between the poke out flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sore to my touch, and her breathy low growling encouraged me to get on to the succeeding level. Cradling her head with one hand while supporting myself with the early, I slowly laid her back onto the turd covered level as she positioned my organ between her nether lips. With one quick thrust, I was enveloped in her warmth and she was writhing like a Virgo the Virgin schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally responsive 'package'did not take well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lubricant, burning painfully with each drive. The Queen moved closer with passion filled heart, and stroked the other elder cleaning lady 's hair as she glanced between her legs from time to prison term.

A generation nullity of male society was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her longsighted overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to save my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The fairy eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of unmentionable, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered slit. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering anatomy and positioned my battered tumid cock at the Queen 's intimate entranceway. Unlike her Mother, the pansy was extremely soaked with far to a greater extent energy, forcing my battered organ slowly into her depth with forceful thrusts of her hip. It took the sum of my mental effort to keep my erecting hard, ever frightening it would rupture or collapse. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to splosh the burning soreness and sat on my heels.

For a few legal brief minute, a look of stunned surprise crossed the face of the female monarch, until she realized the cause I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her animal foot, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending anatomy. She clucked her tongue at a mysterious purpleness coagulum near the pedestal and various bleeding lacerations along the shaft. Her girl returned with various thick leaves which she squeezed to distill a white viscous liquid state she gently massaged into the traumatize organ. Almost immediately, a assuredness soothing relief overwhelmed my genital organ and spread throughout my lower trunk. My erection faded quickly along with the burning painful sensation. I reached over and gently kissed the Queen in gratitude.

After a few stunned present moment, the Queen reciprocated, locking sassing with unbridled passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the need for air finally tore us apart. My hands slid from her aspect down her shoulders and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my arms. Somehow, this superfluous curricular activity was sufficient to provide the stock to ease back into my groin, and without further stimulation, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged organ at her entranceway and spread her peg as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my body. With the skill of an experienced whore, she slowly forced herself down on my slipperiness rod until her button was embedded on my pubic bone. Slowly she rose and sank back down amidst throaty moans of contentment ; her leg and vaginal muscles working together in an erotic symphonic music of intimate desire.

Despite the discomfort, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with profligate tainted semen. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my trunk as her own orgasm jolted her muscular frame. Rocking her hip joint as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard cutis covered titty touched my chest. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another foliage to milk the cool extract onto my rapidly deflating genitalia. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her Mother rolled to my vacant slope in a live up to euphoric sandwich. The cool healing balm soothed my battered genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still dark when I was awakened by one of my fellow traveller shifting in her eternal rest. It took a few present moment to benefit my bearings before I awoke my hosts with pacify kisses and advised them that my presence might not be well accepted by their depicted object. The pansy gently caressed my cock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree diagram outside the camp where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the rope that would eradicate my freedom. Breaking our embrace, I leaned over and secured the circle before taking a butt next to the empty photographic plate to look my soon to be disclosed lot. The queen regnant leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the track from whence we came. Despite her unflattering dress, the entire rhythm curves of her coxa left a most delightful vision to flow benumbed to.

The sound of approaching footfalls and the bright public eye of a full sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. Anxious to try my newly acquired cognition of mental manipulation, I focused on the creatures giant cranium and commanded it to lay down. With a flavor of surprise, it slowly lowered it 's Brobdingnagian hulking frame down and rolled next to me with an solid ground shaking clump. Not quite certainly of how to express my gratitude, I patted it 's jawbone gently and it nudged me with it 's snout. By then, the lizard women had arrived and stared at the scene in total disbelief until the Queen moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of radical and spread her munition full as she spoke.

"Sisters,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to accomplish our prayers. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill our lifeless uterus with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my mortise joint and gently touching my leg. Rising to her feet she stretched her limb out again before speaking ;"demand heed of his given blessing and share your feminine gifts freely for surely he will offer the seed we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her hired man and helped me to my substructure. I embraced her gently and kissed her os frontale."My Queen,"I began,"My essence will be willingly shared with all who desire for a time. I only require your trust and understanding."

"Make ready a abode for our seed presenter Sisters, and prepare a spread ! Let us welcome the Fatherhood of our time to come ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The kin broke forth in energise babbling and scurried back towards the pack while I turned to the patient creature and patted his jowl again. Despite his unusual dietetic requisite, his docile servitude was most welcomed. Carefully mounting his scaly back, I asked him to rise. Surprisingly, he stumbled to his feet and slowly rose to his full three story height, adjusting to my extraterrestrial being mien in the process. In surprisingly little fourth dimension, I had my grotesque associate trained to simple hand gestures for direction and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the woodland, bonding like a master and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my younker, he dined on leaves as well as little scurrying gram molecule type critters that wandered across our itinerary while exhibiting a unbelievable gentleness around humans. We took a trip-up through the forest and up the side of an ancient volcano while I grabbed an casual passion fruit and gained a honest feeling of the lay of the land. The geology, botany, and biota were all unfamiliar ; the rocks and plant life, although exchangeable to the natural state of my base humankind, displayed unique evolutionary feature. The creatures were somewhat similar also, although my mount was by far the magnanimous of the animals we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a glacial field, we arrived at the volcanic cone and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the lot in the opposing focusing was a semi desiccated plain with entirely unequalled plant life and ruck of bovines with long antelope curved horns. boo of brilliant feather were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava flow, I found grudge of malleable Harlan Stone that could easily be fashioned into discriminating edge for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the hobo camp, we steered exonerated of a small native settlement as we followed a winding frozen river. Trusting Godzilla 's inherent aptitude, I let him go on at will and we soon returned to the lizard miss 's camp where the girls were scurrying about in anticipation of our take. The fire in the center of the inner circle was roaring in intensity and poles with some eccentric of skinned fowl where stuck in the ground around the border. The babe 's pelt glowed in the firelight and small piffling flowers were sprinkled in there hair and in banding around their ankle. Their lizard skins were replaced by thin green translucent wrapper that barely concealed their feminine assets and blended sensually with their tanned pelt. It was a review sight to my wandering eyes and my rapidly healing software system. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of thrown-away peel and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log dais next to the Queen where the hewn table before me was filled with native slightness. It was and overwhelming display of hospitality.

As a unknown in a strange land with spermatozoan my only bargaining chip, I was compelled to portion some of my transcendental experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her beauty for the maiden time. Her breasts were full-of-the-moon with minor pebbled nipples, her recollective cervix and toned legs oozed sensuality, her long brunette hair and frail facial lineament bestowed with full-bodied full back talk beckoned my arousal, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to move as close to her as possible. She smelled of sweet clove pink that required every ounce of restraint I could summon to prevent a replete frontal passion attack. I took her helping hand and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to stick to my lead. We wandered into the nearby Wood amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a grove of stout President Bush cover with notched branches. Quickly snatching them from the soft earth, I procured the Queen 's gem tongue and quickly fashioned forked supports. Gently kissing her delicious brim passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the rock oil spit over the fire, placing three of the roasting fowl on one cross-member. With a quick tutorial, my hosts soon had all the meat on similar, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the simmering poultry. The Queen and I returned to our preselected tooshie and held hands as we watched the festivity. Savory highly intoxicating boozing were liberally served. various fille sang a strange symmetrical ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several passion fruits, I leaned back to savor the gentle high and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the kernel was served and we feasted. It 's unspoiled to be the king !

Fully satiated from the delicious feast, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my courteous horde gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably numb ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the only strain the came to heed :"Kumbaya."My interpretation did not give the air Department of Justice, but my captive interview was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying hired man in manus from incline to side with close down centre. several cried. I then encourage them to unite me, and soon the evening air was filled with our corporate voice. I wondered briefly if the habitant of Earth could learn us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal vocal. As the melodious sound began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the Queen arose and motioned for me to stand along side.

"It is prison term to commence the extraction of our treasured seed, sisters !"She turned to me with a strange feel on her face and I felt me knees set about to tremble."We can not take into account you the exemption to mate on your own accord. Your are the slave of the Sister of the Knife Toothed wight and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final meal, the extract of the Vermilanda seed was added to your deglutition. This extract enhances your fertility while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her content with a roundabout smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of joining, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sisters first. By this clip on the morrow you shall all have the seed of life growing within you and the sprightliness bestower will join his ban crony !"A shrill, ear piercing sunniness rose from the crowd as two set of script firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed lean to and I was firmly tied bed cover eagle on my back.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the gay environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and misgiving. These remorseless bitches were unrelenting ! As the foremost lizard skinned recipient mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly go through the sensations of being fucked to death. Fate can be a cruel mistress, yet succumbing to a battery of pussy hammering seemed a most agree demise. After spewing my first hot load into the tight orgasmic slit riding me, I felt my feverish sex gland throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing life giving semen at a never before go through rate. Soon the nameless cunt lost their uniqueness and my sensations, save the hyperactive nerve end in my privates, dulled into vacuity. Throughout the night, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton kitty-cat accompanied with suspiration of passion and orgasmic curse word.

By the early morning time, I was fading in and out of reality when a thunderous crash stimulated the terminal ounce of my epinephrin into my arm. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to pull my wrists into purview and undo the knots. I sat up to line up Godzilla staring at me with a rum gaze. I gave him the most upbeat greeting I could rally as I fumbled with the vines around my ankle joint. ineffectual to rise to my fundament, the Jurassic period giant gently nuzzled my side and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the lean to and several nearby dwellings amidst the terrified screams of the occupants. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

character III

I awoke sometime later under a large palm character tree with a diffuse sea breeze massaging my fatigued tree branch. Two brown skinned girlfriend with superb whiteness tooth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of sweet tasting piddle from a shallow bowling ball while the other fumbled with the discolored end of my discolored privates. I rose briefly to my elbow and my two little backer bolted as I felt the intimate gust of disgusting breath on my back. Turning, I wrapped my weapon as far as I could around the scaly neck opening of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bluff rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the earth of the bread and butter. Commanding him to prey, it turned and took a few steps before returning to my side. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an foresighted beach with sparkling white moxie framed by the towering tree of a jungle. A abruptly distance from where we stood was was a belittled gathering of open air air shanty covered with weave palm type leaves and a mathematical group of humans crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden gig at the set. Along the shoring was a jagged channel of small manus hewn vessels with outriggers. Turning towards them with my bridge player extended, I fell case first into the soft backbone. It was too other and I was far to weak to trust my own quickness. The two young maiden over hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my back before forcing several more sips of water down my sunbaked throat.

Despite their care, the leaf clad mathematical group slowly approached with their weapons poised. Ever mindful of my confide companion, they eased ever closer until one of the older charwoman extended a modest portion of fried Pisces. Weakly I reached up and let her order it upon my palm tree before tasting it ; savoring the soft white flesh slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a seat billet. Feebly, I pointed to my familiar and repeated his name slowly respective times before collapsing with debilitation. The gang mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their lance. One of the unseasoned girls slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his monumental head and gently nudged her as she giggled nervously. Soon the integral group gathered around and climbed on Godzilla chatting excitedly while my companion basked in their open attention ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive mass.

Several of the senior cleaning lady broke from the radical and crouched next to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless flesh between my branch. Their hands had evolved with short translucent webs between their fingers which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my arms over their shoulders, they eased me back to one of the huts, and made me comfortable on a sand stuffed shock absorber of parting. various plates of angle meats and fruits were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every fourth dimension I stirred, one of the minuscule girls immediately tried to stuff something in my mouth, while the early gently smoothed a clear refreshing liniment over my tired corpse. Several sidereal day passed before I was able-bodied to take legal brief paseo along the beach with the support of one of my hosts and the devoted date of my two legged fellow.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the suns rays streaming across the story to watch the fleet of a dozen or so dugout canoe canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with various tasks ; cooking, cleanup, 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 plate of food for thought and a small vessel of cream they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful eyes of several fair sex sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing ointment into my reviving genitals. The normal color of my ray of light had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was hope my delegacy could sum up, thanks to the skillful attention of my new found companion.

One of the char set down her work and came over, studying me thoroughly before squatting down and carefully examining my private parts and shaking her head sadly. Giving the shaft a gentle hug she quietly queried ;

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a domicile tribe by lounge lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an excerption from a seminal fluid before I was forcibly bunch raped until my two legged companion rescued me and brought me to this place. After a few seconds to analyze my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induced infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a long row of similarly shaped vessels perched atop a long ledge. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee trap ; pouring a few drops of burning liquid state into the magnify opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my shaft into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic condition that the serum only neutralized the poison in my system, and the only potential cure was found in the venom of the ebony sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the home of my penis ( peen ). After the genital revilement I 'd already know, I was n't too eagre to take in a serpent gnaw on my cock, yet the alternative of a lifetime of antisepsis was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my privates lovingly and shared her noesis of this tribe of sea people, how they traded with other tribe than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the Male strangely succumbed overnight and the women were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned kinship group were known throughout the land as merciless warriors with an ad-lib docket of conquest. If my fertility returned, it must be carefully guarded to control the natural selection of her clan and her world. It was manifest her wisdom would be a capital asset to my allowance and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the abandon forlornness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my appreciation as I caressed her exposed weather worn skin. I asked where we could bump this cock biting Hydra and she withdrew slightly with a concern etched on her look.

"We shall find one in the pools of low urine when my companions return - be cognisant few have survived their bite."

"I intend to be one of the few,"I responded stroking her sleek tomentum ;"How a good deal metre will pass until I am once again prolific ?"

"Not long,"she responded in a hush voice,"you are not of this cosmos are you ?"

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to quash any further revealing, and held her tightly once again until the tiredness caused by our awkward position drew us apart. The two Young girls sat following to me, and I showed them how to flirt tic-tic-toe in the gumption. The prominent top dog of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree business line and I rushed out to greet my old friend. I sensed he had found a teammate, and he leaned down to for me to ride him. Once securely on board, we were thundering off into the hobo camp amidst a flock of brightly colored shuttlecock with razor precipitous teeth that circled us squawking gleefully. several hr later, we were close to foothills when my mount slowed his yard close to a large curtain raising in the rock human face. Strolling casually towards the blot out porta, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat humble version of Godzilla with a row of six tit down her pectus appeared and chirped a high pitch twitter in reply. Dino passion ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted stead slowly lowered his top dog and I slid to the background immediately patting her scaly skin with credence. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their jowls simultaneously while they returned gentle jog, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual bond. Projecting a vision of the initiatory meeting and subsequent deliverance, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to mount him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long tread that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a brief glimpse of the lizard bitches bivouac before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the website into oblivion amid a barrage of wooden shaft that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the pansy escorting the shrouded bod of the god mother into the thick underbrush just as my climb flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the debris had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with exertion. Grabbing a spear, I quickly circled the clay of the summer camp on foot, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a fuddled circle. With the towering sanction of two beasts behind me, I commanded the quiver survivors to hold up in serenity with everything and everyone or their fate would would lie in the jaws of my towering"peacemakers."With a threatening shake of my spear, they scattered into the jungle and I turned to my two companions to rub their jowls in gratitude.

Part IV

It was then I noticed the fishgig gibe extending from the diffused lower berth body of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the prick, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came justify and I was drenched with a rain shower of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the with child leaf of a nearby tree, I crammed it against the undecided wound and used my book binding to form a insistency bandage as Godzilla paced back and forth like an expectant father on delivery day. A brusk sentence later, as my lastingness waned, I slowly eased away from the makeshift grooming and grabbed several gourds that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of plants bearing the same leaves the poove had used on my beaten-up genital organ. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off various leaf on my way back to the site hoping they worked as well on dino skin as they worked on my private parts. Gently bathing the injury and applying the foliage infusion onto a fresh leaf, I pressed the dressing to her abdominal cavity and the look of raptus that facing pages across her feature was beyond priceless.

For the adjacent several hr, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her side. The bond of corporate trust we formed that afternoon was impregnable than I had ever known. As the offset sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a brief interchange of grunts, Godzilla bowed it 's headland and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the Greenwich Village by the sea pausing occasionally to lie along the way. The entire group of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the appearance of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the aristocratical attending the women gave. The woman who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the reclining creature with several different ampule of philosopher's stone, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her administration, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two young girls eagerly grabbed my hands and led me past a tidal pool with a enceinte black eel thrashing the water into froth and the first tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my back and my two fiddling guides immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my limb and sat on them with their full weight. I took deep intimation and watched four of the fisherman, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombi, displume a six foot slimy mass of struggling physique into the undetermined air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon respective others joined in to assist them. Losing my face I struggled to free myself. Despite my struggles, the two young daughter continued their gentle and effective stimulation as it gradually subdued my scare response with unmistakable arousal. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the flaccid supple men were withdrawn and my member was engulfed by a insensate slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin motherfucker around the understructure of my cock sent jerking of lightning up my acantha followed by a fiery infernal region that rapidly spread through my body like a wildfire. The inferno increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my infliction brink like a runaway train. I screamed and struggled, my soundbox breaking out into cold pall accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding hurting, I saw my cock had doubled in size and had taken on a purplish hue, while my balls had swollen into toilsome softball game sized gland stretching my scrotal sack so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating pain spread upwards and I voided the contents of my tum, almost choking in the cognitive operation. As my excruciate consciousness began to fleet, an explosive eruption of bloody yogurt textured excreta spewed high into the air from the oral sex of my cock. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my knowingness briefly returned and somebody was spoon feeding me while another held a coldness compress to my forehead ; then darkness. As the first gear streams of sunrise Christ Within glittered across the open sea, I opened my oculus and realized my fever had broken. My groyne felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Steve Reich entering Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the entire settlement in various locating of repose while the tired centre of the healing char studied my every flection intently. Outside, my two dino Quaker peered through the gaps in the leave of absence apparently recovered from their runaway through the lounge lizard bitch den. I mustered a legal brief grin and stretched my limbs as my sleeping familiar began to stir.

With a intimation a fresh sea air I hugged the woman who had remained by my English throughout the entire ordeal and whispered I would now visit her my MD. She smiled wistfully as the two Young girls stumbled to my face, and I hugged them and placed a gentle kiss on each of their brow. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the heading of the sicken tool. Two opposing inch long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two Whitney Young friends gestured towards the sparkling sea. With childlike enthusiasm, they helped me to my infantry and we slowly made our way into the assuredness refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of lifespan and nifty healing philosopher's stone of all drew me into its bosom like a loving female parent. An errant splash and soon the three of us were playing in the bubbly surf. Soon we were joined by the entire disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited play until I was finally drug back up to the medico hut exhausted.

The Dr. immediately forced my branch apart and applied a soothing cream to my privates, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to harden. Discolored and somewhat misshapen, my hammer was alive with sentience. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my get-go, and started to rub my shaft up and down her furred pussy. She murmured a poor lived protest as her natural copulation instincts occluded logical thought. Grinding her coxa against my genitals, her head teacher tilted back and her breathing grew fragmented. As one of my manus encased the full pile of her breast, my early hired man slid between us and positioned my glans at her entree. Her oculus shot open and she gasped as I forced myself into the tender tight opening slowly, savoring the luscious contractions within.

The remainder of the clan gathered closely to view her deflowering as our hips worked in unison and my workforce explored the seasoned softness of her chest. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic muscles squeezed shut and her rosehip dropped forcefully into my lap with a long delinquent coming. The surrounding gang cheered sweet talk and unexpected jape from both of us. Automatically, I began to hurl my hips again and she whimpered another brief dissent as she gently returned my drive. She climaxed various Sir Thomas More times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my seed into the backtalk of her uterus. We held our military position for several blissful minute until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. Bloody ejaculate dribbled between her thigh as she lay on her back staring at the roof. I collapsed under the strain of exertion and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two petty companions with a heaping collection plate of exotic intellectual nourishment and the MD with a broad smile on her aspect. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my seminal fluid and found it contained a moment total of come but more time was required for my to the full manfulness to return. One of the girlfriend named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my genitals ; making my turncock hard only to watch it shrink. The MD produced a orotund modesty leaf and showed me how to fasten it securely around my waist. I could feel my strength returning with every pungency and waved to some of the girls to join me as I drew out a unelaborated model of two of the outriggers lashed together around a round-eyed mast. Collectively sharing ideas, we soon designed a workable theoretical account that I would spend much of my waking hours the next few days constructing and instructing on the use of the heavy folio sail. Caring for me unselfishly, I promised to inseminate my two companions when I was sufficiently healed.

On the day we launched the"Sea duck soup,"there was practically upheaval in the refugee camp. The sturdy little craft took to the water like a seasoned pro, responding to helm and sail gracefully. After several tryout tally, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing tide only to revert several hours later with a score of baskets filled with Pisces the Fishes. There was much celebration that night, and some of the most palatable seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her companion Nell coaxed me away from the festivity, and showed me their secret playground hidden from the camp in the nearby hobo camp. It would be the long awaited 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 multitude of kiss. Her youthful sensitivity brought her to the brink of orgasm almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing torso, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her pinnace puffy opening move, I thrust into her depth. She squealed at the invasion, her nails tearing at my cover as I continued my assault on her plastered pussy, gaining a few centimeter with each drive. My glans kissed her uterine cervix even though my prick was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her mingy vaginal muscles was virtually impossible yet the pressure was Sir Thomas More than sufficient to bring her over the bound with a continuing serial of coming. Pressing my hips against her firmly to prevent muscular expulsion, she bucked her pelvis with youthful elan. After several minutes she wailed a final testimonial of pleasance and collapsed. As she completely relaxed, I was able to draw off amidst the classifiable fluttering sound of a kitty wind.

Nell was sitting with her knees to her chin and her rachis against a marvelous tree with heart as big as silvern dollars. I smiled at her as my breather returned. After a time, her inherent aptitude overwhelmed her fears and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless flesh. Slowly I released one of the firm globes crowning her chest to find a beautifully tumid mouth watering coffee brown nipple. My tool immediately stirred as I engulfed the sensitive pulp with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to expose the remainder of her nubile body.

perception her anxiety, I moved slowly to explore the magical unexplored territory of her physical structure with gentle kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my onward motion to allow her metre to conform to the new sensory faculty. By the clip I had exposed her bright pink clit, her eubstance was writhing. A few swipes through the moist peach fuzz and her first sexual climax erupted violently. I gave her various arcminute to regain stasis, and put back to stimulating her confidant lieu. She grabbed my hair forcing me mysterious into the brown puffy crease as she rapidly ascended to her sec orgasm. Her hips arched with youthful athleticism as she released a long flow of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her quivering chassis, I positioned myself and quickly push into her compressed quim at the moment she began to relax. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained wanted millimeters 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 upwardly thrusting heftiness of of wily tunnel. She quickly rose to another coming, only this time, I continued my assault to keep her over threshold. When the two gentle hands of Sandy began caressing my keister and lower member, I lost the few fibers of restraint holding me back and hurl one final meter as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epic download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting consistence and quickly positioned my still fixed tool at her vaginal opening. Slowly engulfing as much of the distance as her little body could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's duration with Thomas More than enough stimulation to retain me rigid. Her ride was somewhat longer this fourth dimension, nonetheless it provided an even greater numeral of orgasmic releases than during our low gear encounter. How beautiful her bare bouncing tiny nipple breasts appeared now covered with a fine sheen of exertion. One of her free hands reached behind to squeeze my depleted gonads as she approached sexual climax, and I painfully released the remnants of my prostate a second time within just a few minutes of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side of meat and Sandy slid beside me on the other, a silent tear trickling down her buttock.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the company hand in hired hand amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile companion a parting osculation, I strolled into the steady sea and bathed myself before taking a rear end next to the Doctor. She smiled and her free bridge player found the seam in my reserve folio, gently cupping my computer software and leaning against me while the two young women were excitedly babbling to the other char which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my limited resource should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her head still tucked to my chest of drawers ; and I asked her to describe her young person. She was the just nipper of the only Doctor of the tribe. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the mode of make love medicine as her Father eventually became the leader of the tribe. When the"bang-up dying"passed over their macrocosm, her mother resumed the leading role amongst lots turmoil and focused the group on survival of the fittest proficiency and hope.

The Doctor rose to her fundament and called the clan together asking them to form a line from the youthful first to the oldest. Numbering them in order from the youngest to the onetime, she explained her methodological analysis of fertilizing the most virile initiatory while monitoring my progress through the numeric onward motion while assuring I would not be"overextended."The initiatory girlfriend was a roly-poly piffling morsel, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the first of all. The Doctor explained my soundbox necessitate prison term to rejuvenate more semen between encounters, and my mission was to repopulate the full planet, not just their tribe. A collective groan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach path.

Taking center stage, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the genital mechanisms, methods of strong-arm arousal, and the genial connection. I then asked my kickoff partner to step forward and explained the distaff reproductive scheme as she nervously wrung her hands. Gently guiding her to the sand I encouraged the others to join us, as I massaged her hummock and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her optic dig open in surprise as my one script gently circled her clit and the other applied gently stroked the anterior wall of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a flesh rippling coming ejecting a small consortium of creamy white essence. Gently removing my digit, I licked the delightful emollient from my fingerbreadth as several of the participating consultation breathed their own self induced acquittance. Kissing the girl gently on the cheek as she continued to pinch with sensual release, I wandered through the supine crowd, encouraging and assisting where necessary to insure they all would experience the joys of orgasm.

Shortly before daybreak, I filled the cute sweetheart at my face with a load of my seminal fluid and held her finish as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a brief dip in the rising lunar time period. The cool down refreshing pee invigorated my spirit, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering associate I had ruefully ignored over the past several days. Rubbing and tickling their rough skin, we were soon frolicking in the gray morning lighter invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a increment of towering swamp grass. I noticed the give theme were dig and remembered the tribe collecting water supply from a nearby flow. Stumbling to my substructure, I tried to exterminate one of the larger Tree to no service until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it free. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the magnetic pole back to camp I had hurriedly tied to his tail with some nearby vines.

The interest Doctor greeted us as we neared and received lenify jog from my two unlikely escorts. I described my thought of a community heart and soul with feed water for the rustic kitchen and bathroom with a rock 'n' roll lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled several designs and as the small fleet left on the early dawn tide, we assembled workplace work party and began expression. The two giant lounge lizard were irreplaceable, digging deep with their tails and dragging the fallen logarithm to their required address. By fall, leaves were being intertwined on the rafters of the solid structure and body of water trickled along the piping on the wall to debilitate into a rock lined cistern close to the low tide levels. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the joy of intercourse and filling them with my revitalize seed.

By evenfall, we were exhausted. A gentle breeze whispered through the leave-taking and my new, strawberry blond fellow traveler was eagerly demonstrating her arousal proficiency, sucking my shaft deep into her throat as I fought to deter the overwhelming itch to take her entrails. Finally pulling her complimentary, I rolled her onto her rear and plunged into her depths like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our stimulation. I awoke to the former sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn George Herbert Walker Bush against my peter in barbarian abandon. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed deepness, and let her own her way with me, to a greater extent as a spectator than a participant. Our mutual sexual climax awoke half the camp and pulled out every ounce of seed my consistency had stored within. The beaming sun was at wax force by the sentence I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made bathroom to wash the blood and orgasmic essence from my chopfallen genitals. Sex with this group was far from subroutine and beyond my wildest dreaming.

Several more resplendent Clarence Day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the open body of water and regain the connection I had made years earlier as a young navy man in the Navy. One shining morn, I disentangled myself from the loving arms of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the little girl were stowing their nets on board. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launch and stepped aboard amidships of the newest catamaran, the Sea faery. As the shoreline faded into a thinly strain on the horizon, the cleaning lady evolved into a brash, uninhibited band of longshoreman. We worked hard to pull the net filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. primitive Flint tongue flashed as the Fish were cleaned and gutted, their innards saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst crude temper and a lean of never before heard profanities that left my incline aching from laughter.

Once the Pisces the Fishes were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the haste water as we turned about to return to their home plate beyond the horizon. First, however, it was essential to clean house the scales and viscera from our skin and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the crisp chill water supply with careless abandon. We were engaged in an extemporaneous interlingual rendition of pee tag, when two warm handwriting tugged me subaqueous and pulled me downward at an incredible velocity ; my ears popping and lungs painfully burning from the speedy blood line. My final cognitive thoughts were the duskiness that now enveloped us, as we continued to fall further into the depths.

character VI

I awoke in a warm lit room with a breathing apparatus covering my nozzle and back talk and a humming mechanical device poised over my privates. Adorned with a white surgical cap, mask, and full length operative scrubs, a figure appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an angelic vox. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the masquerade and turned to a bank of cat's-paw punctuated with flashing multicolored luminance and a depository financial institution of IBM data tapeline spinning at random speeds. It looked like a property for a 50 's era science fiction B motion picture. She finally turned to confront me again while gingerly holding a strip of wide-cut white tape punctuated by an undecipherable serial of holes.

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

A door silently slid open and a beautiful brunet dressed in a pearl littered gown entered oozing of aristocracy. With a nod, she dismissed the medical helper and stared at my nakedness passively."We regret your abduction, and ask for your cooperation,"she finally spoke unemotionally.

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

"You are rich, and despite the scarring on your egg, subject of producing the cum required to repopulate this world. With your consent, we shall extract the yield of your testes and parcel out it throughout our sterile world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my eyes, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine existence housed the most evolved culture I 'd encountered, the inevitable forfeiture of my solitary exploration and insemination exploit were unwished. Further, the humanitarian procedure of repopulating an unsuspecting worldly concern by any one subculture would certainly evoke sure conditions not unlike the governments of my aboriginal world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your concerns are noted ; and there will be no conditions to our fecundity dissemination other than your cuss hope to retain the secrecy of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful assemblage of your life giving semen, to pursue your aliveness of nondiscriminatory copulation for pleasure without the pressures of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be courteous to take of your domain and engineering science developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to part the secret of my native Earth for fear it may alter your evolution,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my essence may display a host of interbreeding variables that will invariable alter the phylogenesis of your inherent species."

"We must intrust our destinies to our creator for the future tense is beyond our construct ; and have faith in our given ability to resolve whatever incongruousness that may originate,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most freshen up, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an purity to experience the futurity of our world comes from the lumbus of such a nobleman creature."

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

Reanna nodded, as several attendants scurried over to the bank of dials and clitoris, while another gently lowered a large mechanically skillful device over my pubic region, fumbling to take my cringe organ into a tender synthetic opening. She then slid a small probe into my derriere, and placed a smooth bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two life generating orbs within. After a few slight instant, the machine hummed to life ; gentle electrical charges bathed my ball and prostrate, while blue-blooded suction pulled my dick fully into the a sleeve with a small inflatable ring that secured the device to the al-Qaeda of my cock. Varying electrical electric shock surged through cascading doughnut that sequentially tightened around my shaft. Although the sensations were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic arousal encountered in Recent twenty-four hour period and coming eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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

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

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your reproductive scheme exceeded our expectations and even now continues to produce at a highly quicken pace. By tomorrow, you will have generated more than sufficient cum to bang up any potential partner."She examined my private parts momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a delicate cloth."The slight discoloration and discomfort will disappear shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several shift on the control condition panel. With a smile, she disappeared out of sentiment, and with a pearl realigning stretch, I sat up and studied my surroundings.

The room access slid opened and Reanna appeared adorned in a white flowing nightdress. I smiled at her and she took my manus and patted the back gently.

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

"ejaculate,"she commanded a she grasped my hand gently and pulled me from the extraction room."This habitat and the one under grammatical construction in the North Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding needs far into the foreseeable future tense. In this facility your semen was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environments it encounters - superintendent ejaculate if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large hangar with a mathematical group of sleek boring bleak workmanship resembling the manta rays of my home world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known wise water artificial lake that supply over 98 % of the native population under cover of darkness with these craftiness. Within a few cycles, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a huge way with one rampart viewing the sea and the remaining bulwark lined with rows upon quarrel of texts."Our depositary of collective cognition,"she waved her arms gracefully and led me through a set of double threshold ;"Our nutritional essence,"a long walking through another set of door ;"Our sterilisation and recyclable facility,"and finally through a utmost set of door"Our berthing facility."Above us are Thomas More laboratories and information collecting facilities, and below our fish cleaning woman reside. Well organized, the social system reeked of infertility and armed forces subject area ; I was a client in a uninventive Sion. Although I was tempted to portion my observations, the unmistakable age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my perspicacity and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my approval. She extended an invitation to join their community but after several feigned moments of intense introspection, I declined on the basis of harmfully altering the preset trend of this humans'phylogeny.

I was offered a meal of my choice before departure, but upon finding the card was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few beat from the fleet of diminished fishing vessel with a lung full of novel air. Once spotted, I was treated like royal line, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretending naif women, who 's simple mindedness and warmth provided a welcome alleviation from the land below. Immediately, I assisted with the catch and played with my companions, taking one particularly nubile Virgo the Virgin within my embrace and under the hungriness gazes of the others, made soft passionate love as the Wave caressed us gently. unknown region to any of us, a solitary half- adult female, half-fish fauna gazed longingly from just below our enlace legs.

My reunion with the village was joyous. The Dr. fell at my feet and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking turns riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the fille literally danced and thumped their tails forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the ledge in the lodge. In this clothing optional jubilation, I was the centerpiece, sharing bosom from everyone and tit pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A spread was prepared to everyone 's pleasure and I learned I had disappeared for two cycles and was feared forever lost. Despite the Dr. telephone call for restraint, I soon found myself buried face first in the furry muff of a nighttime skinned Virgo the Virgin, tugging on the unusually large 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 nighttime in a loving embrace.

character VII

The excited babble of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over several figures lying in lifeless repose just above the body of water line. As we closed in at a full phase of the moon sprint, I immediately recognized them as resident of the grinder realm of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable features of the nursemaid that had removed the ironware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a coup d'oeil of various question bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the fish women and waved to promote them closer. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as potential and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Dr. 's quarters.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the Pisces the Fishes adult female drew near, and I knelt into the piddle to recognize them with a gentle touches. Their eyes were abnormally large, small flipper sprouted from the English of the necks, and their helping hand were fully webbed. Just below their navels, at the flair of their full feminine hips, the soft scales of pastel tones began ; descending down their second joint to the beautifully formed quarter. With long flowing hair, and perfectly prepare breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and swam around me in a close-fitting knit rotary, pinching and probing my body curiously. My verbal communicating was failing miserably until I heard their voices in my head, a good deal like the genial imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this world. An alien that had landed in the sea centuries earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their mates with some sort of ultrasonic irradiation. They built the underwater kingdom for her and speed to do her summons for fear of their lives. The pull up seed I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to ferment the multitude of future offspring into fatuous morons. Unfortunately, these three woman had neutralized the seminal fluid but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destroy our world and must be stopped, but the min they returned below, they were unable to do anything except action Reanna 's commands. The medico embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victim. One had succumbed but the early two showed positive signal of convalescence.

Taking a long somebody quenching drink of fresh water, I pondered the human condition ; the unending quest for power by a select few corrupting and destroying the biography of everyone else with brutal insensitivity. Yet somehow, love persists - even thrives in this adversity while those in bondage learn to admit their position in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the inhabitants of the small village living peacefully and innocently then remembering the pansy of the lizard skins with her insensitive aspiration of conquest ; a electrocution desire to defend the unsubdivided way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimal impact on the village.

Clenching my fists, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the origin of the HF transmissions and if possible, to locate the ion power source. They responded they had tried, utilizing a myriad of technique but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard skin camping site, I inquired if they knew of any undersea leviathans that could assist. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea firedrake ;"a turgid creature low in IQ but off the charts in cultism. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companions over. With emphatic swipes of their narrative, they soon had excavated a deep pool for the mermaids to drown up to the settlement structures.

After a legal brief trial and misplay period, we found the mermaids had an appetite for the leaves of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the natives and I found them to be both sweet and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nursemaid who had enough energy to talk briefly between pant of air. Collectively we explored the subaqueous city with a serial publication of unrehearsed drawing off, finally settling on two probable localization for the RF generator and the placement of the ion generator.

Suddenly, two small center approximately ten beat apart popped out of the water on chaff, and surveyed the layout independently - much like the eyes of a mantis. Soon, former oculus popped up randomly followed by a bombastic snout with a huge set of incisors on either English. No entry was needed - the sea dragon had arrived ! With a serial publication of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could understand the architectural plan was revealed. With a few intelligence of caution and cheers of support, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the open piddle leaving behind a virtual tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the heartiest women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea faery.

A mother wit of silent importunity settled over the craft once the sail billowed. The farting was friendly, giving us time to unroll the nets and put them at the ready for survivor if any escaped. Time passed slowly until, in the space there was a huge spring and the sea appeared to boil. A small glowing egg shaped craft explosion through the surface and accelerated as it climbed straight up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a 10000 of debris and exanimate bodies surfaced around us followed by a gleeful group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to recuperate and handful of survivors ; the ascent had been grotesquely calamitous for most. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the ecstatic jubilation, setting cruise for home while bailing water to keep afloat. At inaugural there was a mollify nudge amidships, then the entire craft rose several meters above the water as the monstrous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the waves to gently deposit us just offshore of the village.

Once the subsister were transported to where the MD had established a modest triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to measure the harm and recover any article they could n't use before returning to the sometime resident physician for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the blackball effects of their speedy assent, they revealed this world was somewhat untried than my house satellite and currently supported approximately 50,000 homo life story frame. Several magnanimous waterfront city were sprinkled across the only res publica masses while the sea covered the superlative majority of the major planet. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a large volcanic rift dividing the Edwin Herbert Land mass in two. The sea fair sex had a lifespan twice that of the"farming dwellers"and were the lonesome other levelheaded living forms found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering celebrations, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the assuredness tidal Eddy. I had been on this worldly concern for nearly two calendar month now by my topper reckoning, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local dweller. Not knowing my length of service much less the term of office of my virility, I concluded it would take aim at least two life-time to prang up all known candidates. Factoring in attrition and environmental hazards, the native population would fade into oblivion within a few generations. Although life by the sea was a boon ; it would soon take to draw to a finis. I returned to the Greenwich Village unaware of the partial solution the doc had already gleaned from her patients.

constituent eight

The mermaids were returning with an assortment paraphernalia from the subway system city, and the medico rushed to embrace me before excitedly babbling about the answer she and the nurse had discovered. By utilizing the venom of the ebony sea snake in the grass, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's potency. Although not 100 % efficient most any women who bathed in the treated water would be impregnated if they were fertile. News from the mermaids that two of the manta workmanship were salvageable sealed the deal. The next several bicycle were so filled with natural action that my sex life history skid to a halt yet my knowledge base expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique refinement. After several dives in wet courting that had floated to the surface, we recovered a multitude of equipment, two fully functioning mantis craft, and a multitude of issue - of particular interest was a exhaustive airfoil map revealing the cognise localisation of the major planet 's dweller and their water supply. By night, I along with several of the recovered subsister with flight aptitude learned the characteristics of the flying machines over the open piss. Easy to pilot with a battery of flight ascendance, we soon could nail drop locating and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the 3rd day, as I watched a mathematical group of womanhood discussing foresighted term return with baby exploitation, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blend I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivors of the underwater metropolis together, I vented my headache about the shock of blending two intrinsically unlike cultures with generations of deviation together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established late friendships with the land indweller, one of the older survivors named Tash rose to her base and announced her intention to rear her offspring here and considered the blending of the two finish a mutually beneficial, irreversible shot of fortune. She then walked over to me, and loud enough for everyone to hear said ;

"I need to palpate a man inside me."

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

One by one the fair sex rose until they were all standing silently, the breeze gently tousling their hair. I ran my finger through my farseeing hair ; aware it was physically unimaginable to fulfill their request and infuse everyone unaffected by our first-rate spermatozoon nebuliser. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my seminal extraction and spreading before exploring the option for individual pauperization. I was led to towards the spine of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. various large ebony snakes were being milked of their venom into a enceinte bowlful by a crowd of villagers struggling to control the creatures. A probe was inserted adjacent to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my gonad, and a scaled down version of the"cock pump"was eased into station on my bulwark. It was connected to an auxiliary force supply on of the mantis craft and within a few here and now, I was asleep with the car gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my psyche was spinning. The physician was fidgeting over my deflated peen, while the constant droning of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of force of opinion. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the descent had been successful and the diluted cum was being prepared for statistical distribution the very same night. Told to remain, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my side and we spooned together until dawn of the next morning. Before I rose to test my facilities, I shared the well timed Revelation of the survivors sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with nestling. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to live out my life sentence in this ocean side paradise, yet the view of untold lives never being realized - any one that may change the course of study of this mankind 's evolution, was more than adequate drift to follow my bespeak for unseeded candidates.

As the two full phase of the moon laden mantis shaped cunning rose into the evening mist on the predetermine road, I stole from the bivouac, pausing to say a tearful farewell to Godzilla and his mate while planting the paradigm that they would be needed to care for the physician and her newborn infant. Skirting through the underbrush a curtly length from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the terra incognita see my experience and unfastened curiosity would rule against any scourge I may run into. To secure my escape valve path was undetected, I threaded my way through trails virtually obscured from operating cost by the thick Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a humble stone overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was lustrous daylight when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now international mile from the village, I felt prophylactic to bring back to the water's edge for a much well-heeled transportation system to the large community on the due north sea. Suddenly a subtle splash behind me stirred my sentiency into overdrive as I dove for cover. Scanning the surface of the piddle without moving my extremities for several minutes, I saw a blond haired header poke out of the water followed shortly by several brunette head. Not seeing any movement, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke cover and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full phase of the moon breasts were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling clearly surf, I could see their wispy outlines ; perfumed one shot faces with pastel branchia on their neck opening, full perky breasts, slim hefty extremities, and scaly special K shadower. From waist up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a scaly no man 's land. I projected my warmest greeting and asked if they were from the underwater city. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male presence and wished to reassert the rumor. As I slowly removed my modesty leaf, their steadfast gaze locked onto my private parts and their eyes doubled in size. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my appendage as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative touches, my genitals became lost in six yoke of webbed hands. Thrusting my hips forward to enhance their access code, I allowed their assuasive sensory faculty to caress my overworked package while submerged, stirring it to aliveness amidst their stunned gaze.

The blond asked to pair and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her back, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the crux of her legs a small opening surrounded by lilliputian tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's ability to fully expound and immerse my organ. The midget tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the warmth of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature spillage. Slowly moving into deeper Waters as our bodies sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the spray gleefully, my handwriting clutching her two glorious globes as her strong muscular eubstance humped me effortlessly. Her explosive outlet forced my invader from her depths with one hefty thrust, and we tumbled away from each other momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunette mermaid with low pointed breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her bantam opening. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her pelvic arch tugging at my tool with raving mad wantonness while I struggled to hold my nous above weewee. With respective military force full thrusts, she exploded and rolled free in exhaustion as the tertiary mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with high-pitched pitched"chirps"accompanying each downward drive. My mouth latched onto her firm nipple and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonad into hyper production. Several more drive, and I released into her hot uterus providing the stimulation for her to quickly follow with her own powerful release.

I rose to the aerofoil and floated on my rear amidst the entitle breezes ; exhausted and spent. The placate hands of the blond mermaid towed me to the safety of the shore as our collective libidos slowly returned to stasis. As my three finny ally casually took spell playing with my chopfallen package bobbing lazily in the water, they asked questions about my origins and sexual story. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some parting from the nut plant life and several passion fruits and we dined in the surf amidst relaxed conversation and gentle smooching. They asked me to rest with them and promised a cosmos of divers fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate target was a large city on the north sea. After a farsighted silence, the heavy breasted brunette offered to take me there. The normal overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to less than one. I graciously accepted their go unaware of the ball draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the early mermaids as we finished our lunch. Suddenly, a concourse of capitulum popped up above the bubbling breaker and a prevalent redhead swam towards me, tucking her tail behind her back when she was a few feet from me. Knowing there was no contingency plan for mermaids centering on compatibility topic, I projected the probability of virility return with their species to her ; but she laughed and returned their species did not suffer from longevity restrictions of the land indweller, although their pauperization to have the fulfillment of a male was retentive delinquent. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded heat with one fluid movement. Rolling onto her back giving me full exposure to her with child rose nippled breasts, she began to run her shadower with entitle shot while almost completely submerged. We headed into the opened sea, the docile motions of her tail and vaginal tendrils providing a most animal and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic spill, tumbling through the piss joyfully as the undulation of animal fulfilment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her place. The lowly chested houri eagerly positioned herself and slid down my distance effortlessly with nary an endeavor on my component. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her enthusiasm. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The intact day would be spent in uninhibited coition ; pumping barely prolific seed into my willing spouse on several occasions when the unique arousal overloaded my senses. By nightfall, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a marathon contrabandist crossing the goal line. Flickering unloosen floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within compass. As I pumped one final load of seed into the profoundness of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the finish of my energy dissipate, and almost slither into the watery wickedness when two pair of web hands pulled me quickly to the aerofoil and gently pulled me within various metre of the shore. My feet touched the rocky bottom and I turned to wave my appreciation to the few souls that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a grouping of dense bushes and collapsed. With sweet-scented orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid morning hours of the following day. Several aloof voices spurred me deeper into the thick outgrowth and I watched breathlessly as a small mathematical group of finely invest Lady picked fruits and efflorescence growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to approach them, I held back determined to learn to a greater extent of the usance and mores before exposing myself to a potentially dangerous surround. Stealthily moving through the thick underbrush, I made my way to an command perspective on a astute J. J. Hill just north of the metropolis. With rock pavement on the roads bordered by dwelling of rock and mud it gave the immediate mental picture of a well organized townsfolk brimming with activity. belittled two legged creature drawn carts carried lode of textiles, agricultural product and even the great unwashed to and fro ; the creatures were similar to wingless Struthio camelus with to a lesser extent plume and a sharper beak. I

Pressed up against the mountain was a much larger, ornately decorated structure surrounded by a colourful garden of fruits and vegetables. Along the shoreline were two large log floating wharfage that extended past the deep water cove into the unresolved sea. As dusk settled over the city, small mosquito hawk with luminescent wings emerged in such peachy phone number the city appeared to have an unearthly glow. A bombastic ardor crackled in a fire pit in front line of the synagogue and many of the cleaning woman covered with flowing albumen garments had gathered in a semi circuit around it. A trope adorned in a robe of many colors with a tenacious Au faculty emerged from the complex body part and offered several conjuration and approval with outstretched blazonry. Two attractive females stepped forward as they shed their white robes and covered their breasts and vulva's modestly. An incantation was spoken and the entire group sang a beautiful tune of renascence before wandering back to their plate as the three missy entered the structure.

Tomorrow I would discover my comportment, but for now, a few passion fruits and a warm cleansing splash in one of several streams that fed the now tranquil urban center would be a desirable predecessor to a entire night 's rest. Sometime later, a young fille 's scream that most assuredly would have shattered drinking glass erupted from the prominent construction chasing sopor away instantly. With a racing pulse, I quickly descended from my observation post and circled the with child structure quickly. The exclusively entrance, was in front, but there were large openings with wooden bars every two or three meters. Finding a window to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the stones. Assuming a posture of extreme caution, I eluded the few precaution with leather uniforms and ended up at a large room concealed by double over doors. Summoning all my force, I rushed past the two guards and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit bedroom.

One of the two young woman was laying over a large bed with the woman in the multicolored robe reaming the the life daylights out of the young girl vagina with an oversized shoulder strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the only words that came to take care when a sharp jab behind my knees sent me to the stone floor. The cleaning lady stopped her assault and whirled to consume in my prone form ;

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

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

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

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

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

I picked up the brutal dildo, easily twice my girth, and compared it to my flaccid member momentarily before pitching it over in the corner."It would be most wise to recover them and handle them with the dignity young mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a time to fertilize the wasteland who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the outstanding plain beyond."

"How can we know 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 brownish nipples until they were aroused and my faithful prick were engorged. Trailing down her trunk as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slipperiness engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant core that was forming there. With a momentary pause to position myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her center, giving a fleeting intermission as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with eagre separatrix. Soon she ascended to a toe curling sacking and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with carry out exhaustion, hoping adequate cum had developed since my ball draining encounters with the mermaids to be fertile.

"I should favour to let you pass what meter you have within my bedchamber,"she finally whispered sensuously as her breathing calmed,"But our endurance ease on your virility."

"And power madam ; It is unlikely any more than three or four partners can be fertilized within a cycle. I propose those remaining waste who desire my seed to share their desires with you, and you decide who my mates shall be. I ask only for a secret chamber and the exemption to move freely through the city - and please get rid of that pussycat plunderer !"

"You will remain within my dwelling in a room reserved for only the most honored client. I shall call my fry together and select the most in all probability candidates, and will honor your petition for exemption along with all your needs,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant supply of love yield and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the cheek and rose. The two guards stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a Young blond street child fusillade through the entry and blurted out that she was most assuredly with child. She stopped suddenly when she saw my nakedness and fell to her knees, bowing to the dripping organ hanging down from my torso.

"come on man,"I blurted,"It 's an erectile electronic organ filled with a mass of nerves, not a demigod !"

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

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

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will complete the regal seamstress immediately."She turned to the still awestruck missy and congratulated her, giving her instructions for protecting herself and the unborn shaver while mentioning that I was creditworthy for the life within. Motioning to the guards, she whispered a abbreviated set of instructions and motioned for me to follow one of them into the march sleeping room while the other made hurry to bring out the sizzling young female parent. The twenty-five percent were well maintained with a rock tub and a commanding view of the city and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the poise water in the tub and let soothing liquid state ease the fatigue from my flavor. A small razzing flew in the open window and began to sing a melodious strain as I dozed. A light sentence later, a young girl came to the chamber room access and knocked quietly.

The Danton True Young girl had frail feature with pale white skin and Amygdalus communis eyes with just the tiniest beginnings of breasts. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly stumble twice as I motioned her over to the water filled cisterna. Her eyes became large as silver dollar sign when she first spied my genitals and although she tried to slip her regard on various social occasion, it was apparent her curiosity had early approximation. Finally, I gently pulled her hired man down to my wince privates, and encouraged her to explore my package. As it grew under her gentle explorative touches, Lina became visibly aroused ; a fine blush creeping down her neck and berm, and her loaded nipples poking through the material of her frock. anathemise the torpedoes I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the consortium and awkwardly removed her attire to divulge the pristine alabaster hide and her tiny glum Robert Brown nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender material body as she clung firmly to my turncock. Her tender torso trembled below my touches as I asked if she was with child. She shook her head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged harmonium and positioned myself at the down incubate lips of her incoming. Pulling her closing, gently I thrust my rose hip upwards, pushing past her labia into her warm inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and more than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my restraint, savoring the delicious sensations as she rode me ; her pissed fanny a joy to carry. A low pitched oink escaped her lips as she crested, trembling like a leaf in a gale as her sinew squeezed the life from my organ. Satiated but unrealized, I assumed the driving military unit until my searing semen burned through my electric resistance and erupted into her depths. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to animation, Lina quickly scrambled from the wet confines and struggled into her pure nightgown. From a hidden pocket, she produced a fine green thread, and took a few measurement when I stood for her. She muttered a quick thank you as hurriedly left, passing the women with varicoloured robe as she entered. Taking a seat on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her paw and asked what her title of respect was. She asked me to call her The Virgin ; the name her mother had given. I squeezed her hand and advised her to remove Lina from the listing. Madonna smiled broadly and confessed it was her first base alternative. The word was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my first partner would connect me. I patted her helping hand and reminded her she was my commencement drawing a quick grin from her. For the next several second, I taught Madonna how to buss 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 diffuse fabric over my groin and wandered out into the daylight to explore the metropolis. Despite many rummy looks from the local resident physician, I found the residents affectionate and aegir to plowshare their knowledge and experiences. The natural seaport was live with activity, the surrounding field of study were carefully maintained, and many of the homes were alive with versatile hide activities. Nowhere did I see idle hands or panhandlers ; everyone set about their undertaking eagerly, and I could n't help but loan a hand from clock time to clip. As the day waned, a fair sex of particularly muscular stature, an amazon if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by virtually standard a domesticated savage of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the temple, my pearl shaken to their core by the beasts gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the priming and staggered unsteadily through the treble threshold as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A prominent spread table with a diverseness of the local anesthetic fare was lavishly laid out including a large roll with a locally distilled wine-coloured. Behind, the table a line of reasoning of beautiful dame, adorned in sensual gown stood nervously. Despite the appetency the buffet before me awakened, I took the metre to kiss each girlfriend paw gently and offer compliments on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the repast together. The vino was little more than juice, but a refresh variety from the weewee which I was accustomed. Moreover, the caller was delightful. Once the master discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how Blessed Virgin had instilled interdependency on her hyponym.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion yield and new wine had the desired effect and soon we were all in versatile phase of nudity, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the girls began to dance to unheard music, her arm swaying gracefully as her hip joint undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive lift up peach gracefully gliding and spinning in the secrecy. I rose and wandered through the erotic fairyland, caressing the captivating ballerinas and planting random kiss on their graceful flowing manpower. My stimulation was now painfully apparent, and I shucked my breechcloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was flat on my back and swarmed with sex crazed virgins eager for their first male penetration. Every single cunt that plunged on my cock was dripping with arousal as I became the entertainment centerpiece. I do n't know how many puss I had filled to orgasmic mop up when a shrill screeching stilled the havoc. In a condescending flavor, Mary chastened the gang and sent them scurrying into the even mist as my battered body relaxed and a mother wit of dominance returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced cock still rising unhindered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a loud wolf tin whistle while gesturing to my guests to return. Fighting conflicts of authority and desire, the slowly filled the chamber as I advised Mary all was well, and her presence was welcomed. A shortsighted, somewhat chunky missy entered and began to sing a delightful refuge and soon I was flat on my back again, savoring a multitude of pussies with my sassing as my shaft continued its destined service.

Several minute later, the room was filled with exhausted maiden over in various berth of repose as Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the temptation and several near girl, I had somehow retained my seed knowing once spent, the wild evening would immediately resolve. One of the girls stumbled over to me, and caressed my face gently, and I eased her over my rigid member and slid into her profoundness effortlessly. Blessed Virgin toyed with her mammilla and my hired man went to her hips to regulate the thrusting amphetamine as she rode me with wild abandon until she clenched tightly, and I felt my seed burst inside her. Her trench blue eyes shot open with my interjection as she collapsed on my breast. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless frame and carried her into my William Chambers with a warm up smile to Virgin Mary as she followed us with her heart.

The next morning, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another round of pussy pounding insuring her sweet release before rising to contract in the view and cleansing tub. A short time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick kiss, disappeared into the sweet-smelling break of the day air. I downed a passionateness yield, savoring the rich afters nectar as it slid down my throat and pondered a stroll down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a marvellous slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in front line of me and massaging a white lilac odored pick into my deplete genitals. I pulled her following to me, and ran my digit through her yearn silken hair and down her longsighted shapely neck opening. Gently tracing slow erotic patterns to her full breasts, I uncovered her large solid nipples and eased the strict rough-textured ring of color into my mouth as her clench on my penis tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my cargo would be slight at best, I covered her bosoms, and pulled my breechclout on before grabbing her manus to head out in the city.

Our conversations were lighter and easy, introducing ourselves to those we met along the way to the sea. most of the inhabitants were opened and eager to discuss their lives but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the wharfage, we helped to off load the years catch and fix a few profits before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plots and talking with the the agriculturist. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my room and spent much of the afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and sensitivities, avoiding penetration until our reciprocal 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 climax before I finally let go.

The next few bicycle were marked with a swinging door of nubile partners, all unique yet gratifyingly like in their eagerness and orgasmic voltage. Experience had taught me the trigger pointedness of feminine arousal to a point of proficiency to where my insemination solely depended on my regenerative abilities. It would soon be time to move on. After I had filled a particularly tidal bore blond nymph with shadow tanned skin one afternoon, I went to Mary 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my impending expiration. She was saddened. We spent the nighttime in her chamber and I filled her cunt on respective occasions. In the predawn 60 minutes, I filled her one final clock time with invigorated seeded player before I disentangled myself from her embracing and silently slid into my loincloth. With a stab of sadness, I looked back on the waking residential area before beginning the unshakable climb up the foothills towards the domain beyond the snow covered mountains.

Part XI

The foresighted ascent was filled with anticipation as visual sense of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like botany. Assuming water would be scarce, I cut a yoke of the tubular limbs similar to those I used to reroute the body of water into the village by the sea, and filled them with aplomb glacial overflow before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller summit and gazed over the high plain stitch as I took to myself a warmth fruit. In the distance was a sprinkle cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of colorful razor toothed skirt lazily circled. The sun was hot, and ghost was at a insurance premium, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated James Jerome Hill and watched for any grade of reptiles that may not occupy a liking to my uninvited intrusion. Once on the valley base, I strolled from one shadiness seaport to another, sucking in the dry thin air live with a multitude of faint dusty odors.

By tardily afternoon as I had stumbled into a small group of Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree surrounding a pool of warm water supply that oozed from the profoundness, the quite a little had become a faint lineation and I congratulated myself for my timely progress. Perhaps I could make it across the the full Continent if given sufficient meter ! The warm air and a few sips of the crystal clear body of water had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a dream of a beautifully stoic Indian woman on a throne of carved obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily clad matter within an hugger-mugger chamber gesturing at me with a lewd look of passion and mystery. Behind her throne was a mickle of what I suspect was uncommon precious stone in various sizing, glittering in a kaleidoscope of colors. I awoke with a start ; font to human face with a large Iguana iguana type lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining character of my witticism and said ;

"She awaits you,"My capitulum rang with the soft, womanly audio it projected.

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

"The journey is long, and safety transit only I can assure."

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

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

My mind conjured an double of me humping a lounge lizard and I swallowed hard, repulsed by the conception."I do n't think I can go there,"I muttered as I began to fill the pee tubes.

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

I set the underground down and slowly capped it while attempting to digest the lounge lizard 's last request. A lip less blow job held a certain perverse appeal, but the idea of a lizard with my most prized self-will probing its guts took a giant leap of imagination."No teeth,"I queried skeptically.

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

I chuckled and confessed I 'd never been intimate with a four legged critter before. It responded it was n't bias and promised to be gentle. The full scene was too surreal, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilt peter, and it quickly slithered between my legs and sniffle my glans. It 's tongue gently probed my urethra before encircling the head and pulling it into it 's utter past the two wrangle of small acutely teeth into its gullet. The sense experience were wonderful and I felt my dick filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted windpipe. Two setose claws began kneading my gonads gently as my hip joint rocked with myopic copulatory thrusting. Undaunted, the stimulation continued with a slowly increasing pace until my gonad tightened against my trunk and the conversant burning at the stake that precedes an upcoming exit arose. I announced my press release and arched my spine as the lizard hung on and ingested every drop I could spew.

I collapsed as the lizard slowly pulled itself exempt from its impalement and licked its lounge lizard mouth various multiplication. Its form then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all fours ; her long disastrous pilus touching the ground and her deep fatal center piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a SHAPE shifting warrior with an oral fetich. She rose to her infantry stealthily and stretched her deal for me to involve. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to encompass her gently.

"We must look sharp, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the metro of water and turned to receive her already several footstep distant. Her gait was liquid and casual and I struggled to keep back up with her. I learned they had gleaned my comer by my olfactory property, and followed me to the water pool through the eyes of the genus Tyto dame. She explained the secret fowl was an extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until other evening when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a pile atop a pile of downy feathers. As my dream had clearly foretold, a imposing Princess, surrounded by a cortege of beautiful women, sat in formal grace of God eying my every motion unemotionally. Two girls rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my loincloth and rubbing a brighten soothing balm all over my eubstance gently. They restored my breechcloth with a bow before returning to the ship's company of the Princess. I took to my stifle and bowed in a universal gesture of respect.

"Rise and bandstand before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her heart, placing her paw face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our world from your own to repopulate the childless battalion. Your ritual killing are great and eternal ; your future uncertain. This day was foretold by the ancients and we shall bond to create my predecessor. Then, you shall have unrestricted access to those with whom you choose to mate before you are compelled to depart this lifeless plateau on your on-going quest."Her facial expression slowly lowered as her middle opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my mission perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, cleanse and simple ; although the ethereal flavor was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much information. Suddenly, my breechclout fell to my knees and my software program became completely exposed. After a abbreviated visual inspection, the Princess decried my reproductive arrangement as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to carry through my missionary station. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her palm and closed her centre as the room began to swim with vibrant hues that slowly gathered around her shape and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with multicolored sparklers and our torso twirling like two well versed ballet social dancer. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the olive drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth tint, sweet mouth watering fragrance, and angelic sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her moist hairless puss sliding over my cock like a glove as my gonad tingled delightfully. Her honeyed suspiration and the milking contraction of her vagina quickly brought me to the sharpness, as my handwriting grasped onto her arduous twinkle pap and she gasped with her approval. Joined only by our genitals and caressing fingertips, we rose to the prime of our orgasmic ecstasy swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensorial overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the tenacious, most volatile climax we would ever experience. I could sense my cum thundering through my hammer, coating her womb with wafture of sperm filled cream as her cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily absorb my lifetime giving essence into her depth. Slowly, the experience faded, our physical structure slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the leaden milieu of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the world I had known, and a sheet of endless ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic firmness, holding hands gently as my mind struggled to analyze our transcendental journey beyond the threshold of perceptual experience. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of soft feathering where I had originally entered this land with my loincloth intact. On the stool, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a large white genus Tyto bird perched behind her. Humbled beyond lyric, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Mona Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the calibre of aristocracy ; true to my word, my realm is yours. read whomever you desire and bestow life to their barren wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to nail the hertz she already began."A blushing, lanky, girl stepped forward and identified herself as my guide. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her forehead gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her paw quickly freed with my loincloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward dress amidst her quivering forwardness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my side in her Bush. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her nub as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a long woeful expletive as her consistence succumbed to to my oral governance. I eased her down on her book binding before I dove in again. She was extremely responsive, writhing and tweaking her lowly chocolate nipples as her torso jerked with every tongue swipe across her clit. She suddenly squealed and squeeze upward forcefully as a foresightful watercourse of pull in liquid state ejaculate bathed my face and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling body had barely recovered when I found the grip and guided my cock into her saturate lips, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warm slippery hole. Despite her lack of hymen, she was delightfully tight and enthusiastically driven, meeting my thrusts eagerly and grabbing my gonads with an almost painful grip. Arching her back like an athletic contortionist, she succumbed to the building imperativeness and groaned her release triggering my own bollock draining eruption. Her oculus shot open as she exclaimed she could palpate my seed squirt into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her delicious body. Within a few brief moment she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged kitty-cat forcefully against my pubic pearl ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another sexual climax. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous woman with flak in her middle stepped forward and shed her gown with one Dean Swift motion. Her large knocker begged for my soupcon, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with foreplay. I buried my brass between her Milk River bags, savoring the musky scent and tangy taste of her youthful tegument. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her knowledgeable entryway. Foregoing foreplay, I slid into her depths with one Jonathan Swift thrust and we collapsed on the floor as one spate of copulating shape. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic sack and focusing on my changeless stimulant. She was a fulfilling companion, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My spill required a life-time of effort ; more than of a relief than an orgasm. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering clay exhausted.

component XII

The Princess rose from her throne incidentally baring one of her long sensuous legs and a small frail foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a small multicolored gem in the palm of my bridge player before closing my fingers around it. My hand began to shine and sparkle. The sensation moved up my arm, across my dresser, and down into my torso and soon my body was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensitivity. The Princess returned to her voyeuristic throne and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long fine fuzz whispering across her bare shoulders as she squatted over my privates. As she positioned herself and slid down my length, I could feel her painfully aroused mamilla and enveloping vagina as if her sensations became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and resolve were intimately shared ; our consistency united sensually to become one. I could feel my substance fill her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her arms. It was the beginning of a new date of reference that would digest a lifetime ; a gift of remarkable value.

For the next several Hz, I was subjected to a continual flow of beautifully fleshly pardner ; experiencing their sensations with the peculiar ability to meet their person needs as if they were my own. By the end of the s round, the continual line of mate 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 body process that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitant in peril. I silently concurred that my presence was surely required there despite my chemical attraction with the euphory I experienced in the cave of jewels. I held the Princess in my arms as our mutual respectfulness flowed freely between us with sadness and see. Two Tyto raspberry were dispatched who gently grasped my arms and, with their three m wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a ten thousand of tunnel into the warm blue sky towards the end of this world.

An endless wall of thick foul smelling smoking, occasionally punctuated by explosion of blue green flaming entered our view as we neared our destination. The barren geological formations and lack of vegetation made the surrealistic scenario prohibitive. I had a gnawing sense of foreboding as my two escorts slowly circled their landing site and gently dropped me within a beat above the warmly volcanic stones. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, sullen skinned aborigine wielding crude brass instrument artillery. They escorted me through a moth-eaten maze of pallidly lit volcanic tubing to a declamatory underground vault lit with crude oil lamps and fanned with a incessant gentle wind. Although the heat was oppressive, the child's play generated by several huge rustic fans powered by the hot rising air coming from respective diminished vertical vents made life story bearable.

I stood in the midsection of a understood roundabout of glaring captors pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than bear offspring in this stern environment. Finally, a well modernize captor slowly approached me and I extended my hands with slight surrender. She timidly patted my pallid chest and patted the gibbosity in my breechclout and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a corporate gasp escaped the group. Their weapon system slowly lowered as they stared at my nakedness and another stepped forward and grasped my hired hand with storm gentleness. She led me into and adjoining chamber and gestured to a bubbling Lucy Stone caldron filled with melted brass and various agrestic Harlan Fiske Stone molding nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube for the loss, I grabbed my breechcloth and covered my nose and mouth before wandering into the snarl ; easily finding the escape cock road by following the outbound hurry air flow. As I broke into the smoking filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest high point to survey the milieu. All around me was smoking devastation yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journey on metrical foot, was a melt off channel of scatter trees. Followed curiously by the cave dwellers, I set course for the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, ever mistrustful of potential hazards and new water. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my hired hand for something to drink. Two of my escort immediately tumbled across the rocks and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a stuffy feel at my genitals.

Half baked, these baffling skinned adult female were live with curiosity and desire, and I leaned back and let them search my software 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 leap of warm ( yet potable ) water bubbling from an underground spring. I let them all drink their fill before diving typeface first into the diminished pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the toy oasis to the expectant gazes of my companion and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the large fellow member dropped heavily on my second joint and manually manipulated my cock to fullness. Her wet pinko snatch, a beautiful contrast to the dark crimp of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my turncock within her slopped dehydrated pussy.

In a land where piss is just, the human body accommodates drying up by redistributing its resource. Since reproduction was never required, their natural vaginal lubricating substance had dried up, leaving behind their own personal briar patch cunt. After several painful downwards apoplexy, I had to roll out from beneath her to economise my remaining pelt. I was able to roll over to the spring to bathe my throbbing member before easing my saturated putz back into her astuteness. It went much easier this time, when our silent commentator suddenly envisioned an alternate root. Soon several former women climbed between us, natural language bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist lingua until we both went over the top and my thick cream splashed against her adust womb. She was quickly pulled complimentary and another took her place. This small chested beauty had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissue paper, and slid on board smoothly.

The effects of the jewel the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully dynamic and would persist so indefinitely. Between the resistless compounding of oral and vaginal stimulation, I was able to move my baby making batter abundantly into all takers. The continual shower of orgasms was honeyed euphony to my soul and lasted well into the night as sleep finally overcame my survive orgasmic upthrust. Sometime during the Nox, the gaggle of nighttime skinned companions faded into computer storage ; undoubtedly returning to their hellish lair and the lives few desired. Upon my awakening, I donned my loincloth and drank as practically water as I could without drowning, before heading towards the slim tree line and the unfilled wombs beyond.

Prologue


Many Thomas More adventures awaited before the song of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the small Greenwich Village and the waiting munition of a special Doctor. I had penetrated far more slit than one could ever woolgather of, somehow won the regard of the hoi polloi and earned a well merit retirement. One dark as the Doctor and I watched our young offspring playing with the other children along the water 's border, a blinding whiten sparkle enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an unremarkable Andrew Dickson White room with a small round board and two spoonful case chair. A number clad in a translucent white-hot scrubs seated herself nonchalantly as two retentive base crystal shabu appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"juncture me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the empty chair. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my care and stirred my remembering."You have done well, Terran ; the specie you inseminated will thrive. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a distant technologically make headway reality with a decimated Male. .."

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

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

"Let 's not hold on a dying world waiting,"I suggested as I drained the crimson colored liquidness and watched her gown slide from her flawless body .