The commission

Beneath the I-12 underpass, the huddled form was barely visible in the twilight as I headed plate from stocking up on a few necessity before the predicted storm battlefront arrived. Wrapped in a black food waste bag clutching a belittled second generation purse, the pathetic fig beneath the overpass was well suited for a homeless poster but ill equipped for the torrential rain predicted. Pulling my aging Merc as close as possible, I literally drug the lifeless form into the plump for seat before easing back into traffic as a strong jazz gust heralded the storm arrival. My aim of dropping the have words package at a nearby homeless protection, was irretrievably altered by a lightning strike close enough to make the ticket pilus on my neck outdoor stage on end followed by a peal of thunder that evoked my survival instincts. Cranking up the smoke, I guided my aging friend to the secure carport various instant away while dodging the newly forming puddle.

Once parked, I sat for a abbreviated eternity to tranquillize my tattered boldness until the store of the homeless public figure in the plump for fanny spurred me back to world. Grabbing the bag of groceries, I pulled my lifeless passenger across the concrete floor and struggled to hang back us into my warm apartment where I collapsed into my ducky chair amidst the thundering rain. After a brief respite, I studied the bedraggle guest on the floor of the entryway and wondered briefly if a quick vociferation to topical anaesthetic law enforcement might have been more allow. A muted groan spiked my adrenaline, and I rushed over to assist. Gently removing the flimsy charge card raincoat, I instantly became aware my guest was distaff, maybe in her early thirties ( hard to separate through all the cake grunge ), and in critical pauperism of a gross wardrobe makeover. Gently removing her outer dress, I removed her holey soled shoes ; her metrical foot were a painful testimonial to too many hard tread miles.

Wrapping her arm around my berm, I gently brought her to her animal foot for the short expedition to the bathroom. Completely compliant, she wordlessly stumbled beside me clad in only the bare necessary necessary to keep her modesty ; a moth eaten t-shirt and holey panties that barely clung to her anaemic hips. I started the bath water and went into the master copy bedroom to regain some of the clothing I had sentimentally retained of my deceased wife. Returning to the steamy john with an armload of threads, I found my Guest exactly as I left her staring at the gradually increasing pool of bath urine. I gestured for her to take out her remaining clothing and get into the water as I gathered her sheet and left her to her own gimmick. Throwing some hot water supply on the stove for soup, I considered my option before flipping on the thermionic vacuum tube to get acquainted with the storm 's progress. A funnel had been sited nearby.

Several minutes passed, and I could still get a line the water system running, so I eased out of my professorship and slowly opened the bathroom door to check on my node. She was sitting in the tub with the remnants of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny frame."Great, a mind fried junkie,"I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to digest. She studied my every motility, and offered no opposition as I pulled the survive vestige of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to replenish, I pulled some melted grievous bodily harm and a nylon scrubber from the cabinet and motioned for her to sit as I casually glanced at her nudity.

Hairless from the neck opening down, her youthful skin and pert chest forced me to reassess my earlier age estimate. Her droppings caked physical structure was virtually unflawed, without blemish or indications of abuse. I motioned for her to sit in the rising water, and gently lathered her chest and body, savoring the texture of her young skin as she closed her heart and leaned back in compliance. Her small breasts with erect coffee colored mamilla were extremely sensible, and she audibly gasped as I gently bathed the aroused flesh. Beginning with her petite feet, I slowly lathered her long sensual wooden leg and second joint, becoming aroused with her quickening suspiration of arousal. When I brushed over the hairless swell of her reddening vulva, she emitted a gamy pitched squeak and grabbed my arm, forcing it against her puffy rim. several forceful pelvic poking later, she threw her head back and grimaced as she clamped her legs around my invading hand. Lost in orgasmic throes, she thrashed in the water shamelessly, contracting her thighs to maintain pressure. Caught off sentry go, I savored the import, and continued to cod her erogenous zones until she collapsed into a ball of orgasmic jelly.

Gently continuing to bathe her spent body, I lathered her little bubble tail end and the smooth curves of her back and neck before carefully bathing her face. Her eyes fluttered open, the pupil a kaleidoscope of colouring material. I gazed into their depths with enchantment as I motioned for her to stand for the rinse cycle. The fond water flowed through her silky glum hair, dislodging clustering of route dirt and revealing a naturally beautiful refulgency that could stop traffic. A thorough rinse and aristocratic towel massage later, her transformation into a goddess was complete. I stepped back in awe, filling my senses with the most beautiful puppet with dripping pilus that I 'd ever seen. A slight smile crossed her exquisite face and her mesmerizing eyes held me transfixed as the current of air outside began to wail. The sou'-east bulwark of the flat were pelted with debris as the lights flickered and died.

I awoke sometime later ; clock time seemed somehow irrelevant in this dull white room that surrounded me where a public figure was sitting at a small cycle 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 fall in me,"the seat figure implored with a slight gesture.

Humbly I crossed the distance as a spoon shaped chair materialized next to the seated woman. She studied me intently as I approached focusing primarily on my genitals. Her hypnotizing eyes stirred a brief, indefinable memory. As I sat, two pocket-sized wine glasses partially filled with a ruby colored liquid appeared ; she took one and lifted it to her seductive red lips for a sip. I tried a mouthful of the odoriferous liquid, and immediate felt my face flush and my body undeniably overwhelmed with the need to fecundate every available opening within 100-miles. Knotty fence place even held appeal.

My boniface smiled knowingly as she slid the robe off her shoulders."Your hospitality was well received Terran,"she murmured seductively."We are en road to a developing planet to repopulate the resident metal money whose males were decimated by a manlike cosmic toxin. An abundant incipient red fruit whose excerption you just sampled will insure you and your host 's virility. Our voyage is brief - grant me this chance to copulate with you and verify your ability to procreate."She slowly rose from the chair, her beautiful curvature revealed in all their glory. There was not a pilus to be seen on her full-bodied olive skin beneath the full dark head of hair of satiny dingy hair's-breadth. A thin trail of essence trickled down the interior of her impart thigh, and her face reflected long miss desire.

I was somewhat stunned ; too practically information, too many questions, and overactive hormone all contributed to the vertigo I experienced as I slowly rose to my feet. Downing the rest of the red liquid in a gulp, the once forgotten warmth of my youthfulness returned with days of interest and I dove into the two business firm globes crowning her heave thorax. glossa lashing the erect nipples alternately, she briefly squealed and wrapped her peg around me as her respiration cranked up several pass. With a flying shift of her torso, her vulva slammed into my thigh, and she rode me for a series of coming, bathing my leg with a river of her essence. As her breathing slowed with a net violent pelvic jabbing, I eased her onto the floor and after savoring the bid undersurface of her breasts, wandered down to her gravid vulva.

The smashed hairless lips oozed her essence shamelessly as I forced my clapper into the tight snatch. I thirstily savored her delicious fragrancy, my tongue eagerly probing until it found the flyspeck engorged hub of cheek endings. She grabbed my hairsbreadth and her hips lurched into the air as a fountain of her essence spurted into my mouth. Slowing my ravishment temporarily until her muscle spasm calmed, I grabbed a lungful of tonic air and continued. She shrieked and came again almost immediately. Her body trembled and her grimace contorted with orgasmic Adam. Quickly positioning my fixed harmonium at her wet pink opening, I waited for her muscle spasm to settle somewhat before attempting penetration.

Although she was incredibly blotto, she was experienced and push up her articulatio coxae rhythmically with my own, cumming respective more times before I was fully engulfed - my glans buried in her diffused throbbing womb. Her vaginal muscles hungrily tightened rhythmically from the root word of my organ to the tip of my glans restricting my own thrusts to short-circuit thrusting. I gave her a tender kiss on the incline of her prospicient touchy neck, and her oculus flew opened in surprise. Her hand desperately clutched my butt as another climax overwhelmed her. The vaginal muscles were cinched so tightly they forced the blood out of my cock and I thought it would implode. She gasped and relaxed briefly before another Wave hit and she clung to me like a fair sex possessed. The stimulus was so intense I was barely able to stem the rate of flow before releasing several years of seed explosively into her receptive womb. She squealed and arched her pelvic girdle despite the impact of my broad weighting, shaking uncontrollably with an explosive orgasm as I continued to pump my burning come into her. As we slowly descending from the most erotic encounter of my life, her vagina continued to milk my essence into her center.

I held her gently as we slowly relaxed, feeling her throbbing instant radiating through her member. A smiling slowly appeared as I kissed the former side of her neck opening and her work force wandered through my melt off hair and down my backward sensually. Suddenly, the indulgent white light we were bathed in changed to a soft blue and a womanly spokesperson blurted a message in an unknown tongue. She slowly rolled away from our embrace and rose to her knee. Placing her hired man gently over my left ear, I felt a momentary pin peter within the epithelial duct. I rose shakily and helped her to her feet as I gazed into her beautiful eyes.

"Our reaching is imminent. You have been selected to bring forth a new generation of offspring based on your experience, pity and skill. A translator was implanted in your ear to facilitate communicating with the native species. Any electrical resistance to adapting to cultural mores of this world will curtail its phylogenesis. Be safe, be well-chosen, and be fruitful."

Part I

There was a brief blink of an eye of hopeful light and I was flat on my back staring at a percipient blueing sky in the middle of a tropical timber. The air was ardent and sweet-smelling ; my senses heightened beyond my earliest recollection. With no wearing apparel, no weapon system, and no identicalness, I realized my skill would be my only plus. A few strides away, a magnificent fir tree rose at a convenient angle to facilitate a quick ascent, and I scaled up to the highest point almost effortlessly. There was something in the fair chip air that invigorated me. The wood was dotted with strange leaved trees bearing red yield - my natural Viagra ! There was smoke rising from several hundred meters away and behind was a great lake or open sea. I could hear soft feminine voices on the wind ; melodic and enticing.

Suddenly the voices abruptly ceased and the air became still. A undivided voice broke the oppressive secretiveness and stated it sensed a manlike comportment nearby. various former distinct vox skeptically questioned her watching but she insisted. I panicked not wanting to be cornered, and shinnied down the Tree, bolting for blockheaded underbrush as soon as my understructure touched solid solid ground. I ran like the wind with the womanly vocalization in pursuit until I recalled my mission and slowed to a stop. A stampede of brute skinned clad womanhood emerged from the underbrush and tumbled over one another when they slid to a stop. Their collective lip dropped give and I suppressed the impulse to gag at the mound of disorderly trunk. From what I could pick out, they were physically monovular to the women of my existence with keener instincts. I held my hand out, palms up, in a motion of greeting.

A stately blond goddess made her way to the cutting edge and paused reflecting my gesture. Despite the fur covering her breasts and private parts, I could severalize she was beautifully proportioned. I felt blood starting to fill my putz with prediction as my mouth lost the end drop of moisture. She timidly walked towards me as her regard shifted between my optic and my satiate crotch. No words were spoken as she reached out to touch my cock with long trembling fingers. I touched her face lightly and she smiled firmly squeezing my penis. The other girls gathered around in a nasty band and stroked my chest and bum gently as their loss leader dropped to her knees and gently explored my package. I could see where this was headed and eased her handwriting away.

"Does it squirt the consecrated ointment of life,"she queried."

"When stimulated it will,"I replied and began an impromptu object lesson in basic human sexual intercourse with dewy-eyed account and gestures. Once finished, I entertained their questions honestly without judgment and was rewarded by their nods of savvy and occasional breaks as one of the girls manually frigged herself to orgasm. When I queried about the absence of male counterparts they fell silent until the loss leader explained that during the 'time of the fallen hotshot'all men were taken away because the females had become selfish and neglected to care for them as the creator intended - a mistake that would cost them a generation of loneliness. I briefly considered rewriting their conceived notions but decided against it. Twilight began to settle on the woodland with long shadows as we made our way back to their camp amidst occasional touches and giggles. I grabbed various red 'passion yield'( a gens I termed for their sildenafil citrate like effects ) that grew everywhere and enjoyed one unaware that the non-refined fruit had a tenuous psychoactive impression in gain to its hard-on enhancement properties.

By the time we reached the small enclave of mud hutch, I was euphoric and intemperately. Emboldened by the fruits event, I wordlessly strolled behind the leader into her hut and tugged at the small leather strap supporting the animal skin covering her vulva. She gasped in surprise as she turned towards me and I dropped to my knee joint burying my face into the naturally blond, musky muff atop her long too-generous legs. Stumbling over backwards onto a reed instrument carpet, I savored her vestal labia eagerly. By the third swipe of my clapper, she became a ogre, tearing at my hair and thrashing around on the carpeting frantically. Convinced I would be bucked off her on first impinging, I rolled onto my backrest and pulled her on table.

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

"Eba, my Maker,"she responded breathlessly as she positioned my throbbing glans on her clit, and rubbed the two nerve filled extremities together gently. In less than a minute, she collapsed on my chest with orgasmic cramp. Perfectly positioned, my penis slid into the miserly opening and with a right thrust of my pelvis, I pushed in as far as I could. She groaned as another round of orgasmic cramp sent her body into seizures. I thrust profoundly again and again as she trembled uncontrollably upon me until a soft heavy obstruction halted any further insight. Her pussy was inhumanly wet as it milked my pecker mercilessly. Still wracked with orgasmic spasm, Eba tore the fur covering from her bosoms and exposed the two to the highest degree everlasting globes ever created. Locking my mouth around the nearest coffee colored tit, I drew the tough teat past my dentition and tongue lashed the sensitive flesh to the sounds of her ever escalate moans. Again she trembled with yet another sexual climax clamping my turncock unmercifully tight as I bit into the succulent aureola. Despite my best movement at containment, my over arouse cock spewed into her depths as my hips arched to enhance the lifetime giving vaginal deposit.

With a high pitched squeal and several opaque words, she collapsed on me, bathing my trunk in a warm stream of her pee as she lost control of her musculus. Her deep breathing's confirmed she was still in our sheet of existence, but her rapidly cooling pee spurred me to gently range from beneath her beat physical body to houseclean myself in a stream that flowed through the shopping mall of the encampment. Unsteadily I rose and stumbled over to a small stuffed bed cushion. Pulling back the thick hand sewn teething ring, I arranged the pillow before returning to Aba 's still trembling form. After a foresighted interruption to admire the perfection of her sweat sheened skin and the assuage curved shape of her muliebrity. I rolled her into my munition and carried her over to the cot. When I tucked her in, she sighed contently and curled into a fetal ball.

As I pulled back the skin door covering, I saw the women of the cantonment on their knees with their school principal bowed in awe. Slowly making my way through the modest group towards the brook, I patted their oral sex or shoulders in sufferance, while trying to hide my embarrassment. None of them appeared over their mid twenties which seemed strange in itself, and the lingering effects of the passion fruit only made me enquire if I was hallucinating. The crystal cool piddle was no delusion however, and I welcomed the refreshing fill-in as I eased into a economic crisis dug into the riverbed. A young mitt touched my shoulder and I turned to a barely pubescent waif staring at my eyes with a demure smile. Her peel, optic, and coarse curly hair were a deep deep brown brown and her youthful figure oozed virginal innocence. Hesitantly, she bean to pour water on my cervix and articulatio humeri with her hands, smoothing and soothing new life into me. She wordlessly bathed my extremities and leg, and massaged the muscularity gently, inadvertently stirring aliveness back into my privates. When her gentle caresses reached my throbbing periscope ; her hands began to tremble as she timidly explored the ridgeline and recess. I was becoming fully aroused.

"What is your name, princess ?"

"Zuri,"she responded in a childish whisper stroking my shaft with her indulgent hand.

"Would you like a sister ?"

She nodded and I gently pulled her tiny physique on to my lap and held her tightly savoring the furred bulge of her developing breasts. Zuri grabbed my satiate member wedged between us, and continued her haptic geographic expedition as I gently planted buss on her look. The other girls settled down around us ; some already twiddling their zany with prediction. I was somewhat unnerved by the interview until Zuri repositioned herself with my cock at her hairless vaginal entrance and my focus shifted to entering her tight opening. Tucked into her tight shallow pussy, the sentience alone brought me perilously close to the bound. Instinctively, Zuri began rocking her hips triggering a similar yet forcibly restrained reaction on my behalf ; my glans nudging her lilliputian button with each stroke. After a continuing her stimulation until I was fully aroused, the experience proved too much for my Zuri and with a grimace, her worn nails tore into my back and her stage violently trembled with her foremost male induced orgasm. It was a beautiful display of orgasmic euphoria.

There were gasp from members of the interview, as they experienced their own voyeuristic self-induced outlet simultaneously. Zuri crumbled, gasping for breathing place while still clinging to me desperately. Any endeavour to pull out myself was met with groan of disapproval as her leg locked around my thigh. Finally, two of the onlookers eased into the water beside us and gently dislodged my partner. One was a stunning redhead with long hair that easily reached the small of her back and crystal clear prominent common middle. Voluptuously endowed, she eased one of her picket long legs over my torso and fumbled with my already primed investigation, placing it at her fond opening hidden in a tussock of brilliant red hair. Ever so slowly she descended down the distance of my tool, throwing her head back with this new titillating experience of male penetration. Slowly, she slid down the irradiation until my glans was fully embedded in her quivering womb.

Although she was not as sloshed as my two premature buff, her enthusiastic pelvic jabbing were Sir Thomas More than sufficient to set off a long series of orgasmic episodes that kept me on the bound of my own release. When her yearn slender finger massaged my hyper sore scrotum, my attempts at simplicity finally crumbled and with a moan I filled her with my burning seed. Her almost insensate growl and a recollective stream of orgasmic perfume that sprayed from her quim signaled her final epic sexual climax as I continued to meet her until my balls ached. She fell onto me quivering as the close of our collective DOE drained into orgasmic oblivion. Somewhere in the afterglow, I heard several nearby voices announce their own orgasmic spill.

When I awoke sometime later, I had been moved beneath the shade of a large fir type tree diagram with my head resting in Zuri 's lap while several other lady friend gently rubbed some type of soothing lotion into my hide. A home plate of exotic fruit including the afore mentioned passion fruit were resting net to Zuri 's knee, and upon my awakening, she fed me slash of the delightful indigenous oblation. Now fully clothed, Aba suddenly appeared and gently kissed my forehead.

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

During the next few hours she entertained my doubtfulness and shared her promise for the future. Without the protein of male sperm, the women were inexplicably dying prematurely, confirming my missionary station 's urging. This man circled two suns and had a rapid orbit that virtually eliminated seasonal transitions. Much of the planet was unsung to them ; apparently occupied by belittled nomadic hunter collector groups with abundant resources that minimized territorial dispute. Certain mixer characteristic of spoken language and transmissible coherence were quite well get, without the necessary of advanced engineering science. It was a utopia of kind where ignorance was blissfulness. My endeavor at explaining my rootage were met with such awe and agnosticism that early on I abandoned my attempts. Kissing her gently in gratitude for her honesty, I advised her that dispersal of my seed must be planetary, not restricted to one small group. She nodded solemnly in accord and motioned for the other members of the kinship group to join us.

Several ebon cleaning woman made their way over and seated themselves close to us. One was strikingly beautiful, with boastfully doe eyes, kissable wax lips, pocket-sized round breasts, and broad hip joint. I made eye contact and nodded and she scurried over. I traced the shine features of her face ; her lower berth lip trembling with prevision, and small beads of sweat forming on her shoulder joint. Her full supply ship titty accepted my touch eagerly - sensuously yet hungrily ; as her hands cupped my face lovingly. I broke the kiss and and let my tongue explore the gentle curves of her long cinnamon colored cervix and shoulder She pulled my head towards her and rolled her headland back to look towards the heavens amidst ecstatic moans.

Gently, I explored the rich musky predilection of her skin, removing her fur vesture and clapper bathing her trembling womanly curve until I eased unresolved the dreary brown vale covered with a light finish of thick blackened Robert F. Curl. Her rap vagina, a colorful contrast to her otherwise umber skin, was slick with desire. Spreading her puffy lips open with one hand, I slipped my index into the close pink build until it stopped at her hymen and slowly withdrew discovering the indigen had a g-spot ! Messaging the tender flesh of her g-spot gently provided the catalyst to drive her over the bound explosively. My audience gasped at her orgasmic reaction ; moving even closer as I eased my rooster into her tremble orifice. With one gentle push, the shroud of her virginity was irreversibly torn ; her center shot open with surprisal, and her vaginal walls tightened painfully around the intruder. A instant, more explosive sexual climax shattered her kisser as she trembled violently amidst respective unclear exclamations.

Fighting the urge to ruthlessly strip her kitty, I held myself firmly inside her moist pink convulsing cavern until she relaxed before gently resuming my tardily deep driving force. Her soundbox relaxed and her abdomen rose corresponding to my penetration. The warm silkiness enveloping my tool was emphasized exponentially by smashed rhythmic muscle contraction of her vaginal muscles. Each boob bobbling knife thrust became a test of my power to stop my impending orgasm. Her rapid arousal matched my own to where the first explosive stream of cervix bathing sperm sent her into mad convulsion that almost throw away me clear of her arcing torso.

The remainder of the clan formed a tight circle around us, and one of her companions gently tapped me on the shoulder and rolled me onto my back where she immediately dove face first onto my spend pipe organ and eagerly cleaned the few remaining remnants of our coming away with her natural language. Satiated in orgasmic euphoria, I stared at the clear blue green sky, as respective beautiful maidens scurried over with a scale of love fruit and a wood hewn bowlful of pour water. As they gently fed and bathed me, I reached over to quivering form of my latest curb Virgin, and squeezed her hand gently. Amidst her body'desperate endeavor to find stasis, she reciprocated and smiled weakly.

From a particularly heavy batch of underbrush, there came a shrill scream, soon followed by a chorus line of ear splitting shriek not unlike a dance band of origin thirsty Seminoles. In a compromised position I feebly attempted to assume a defensive posture as my gracious Host splintered into the woods with shrieks of terror. Only briefly did I catch a glimpse of a lizard skin wrapped warrior before a venomous kick to my gonad sent my partially digested Passion fruit onto the jungle story and the igniter of awareness into blissful shadow. Sometime later, I awoke tied face down on the dorsum of an grow over bird of prey type lizard, my bulwark screaming in agony with every tool footfall. Gratefully, knowingness escaped me again.

Part II

When I awoke, I was secured on a sandy knoll on my back with my extremities securely tied with thick-skulled vines in a banquet eagle location. I groaned at the throbbing pain radiating through my torso and could vaguely get wind the phonation of my captors somewhere beyond my battleground of imaginativeness. A heavy trace blocked my field of vision and I was suddenly staring at the gaping maw of a miniature Godzilla. Panic stricken, I struggled needlessly to exempt myself only to give my chest covered with a gal of Dino drool. Scared shitless and sealed my fortune rested on the long quarrel of sharp tarter stained teeth, I lost control condition and released a long watercourse of pee that my antagonist noted immediately and lapped up greedily. I now understood why it 's breath was disgusting ! The uncut tongue was coming perilously close to ripping my already batter genitals from my torso when a shrill squeal erupted nearby and the puppet wandered off sulking.

A lizard hide clad captor suddenly appeared and upon seeing I had returned to some color of reality, abruptly squatted over my torso and rubbed her knarly pubic plot fervently on my tortuously mangled package. Fortunately, the genital assault was short lived ; she bucked various sentence with an evident orgasm and stood up gesturing to others outside of my field of view. Suddenly a chemical group of similarly clad women of all sizing and colors appeared and one by one subjected me to the worst sexual experience of my life. ineffective to exempt myself without tearing more cutis from my wrists and ankles, I was destined to pass the next several hours experiencing the tally dehumanisation of multiple rape. When attempting to voice my soreness, I was brutally slapped until garbled indifference set in. I was viewing the intact spectacle from somewhere outside my forcible self.

How long the assault lasted, I can scarcely say as at some percentage point I had drifted into a a domain of fantasy where passion and smasher thrived. When my skunk finally returned at the circumstance of the inaugural ( and brightest ) sun, I was dehydrated, exhausted and aching like the onrush of a summer flu. Still bound, the hobo camp was strangely mum. Suddenly a grimace appeared directly over mine, and without moving her lips she demanded to hump why I had not fertilized her fellow traveller. I pretended not to hear, while being stunned at her apparent communicative abilities. She kicked me in the side and disappeared from my field of battle of view. Somewhat convinced my portion was at hand, I closed my eyes and let the speech sound of the sweet cooling breezes make music to my troubled spirit.

It was iniquity when I felt my member being released and various band of hands drag me over to a crackling flame pit. My aggressor were silently gathered in a semitrailer circle staring unmercifully at me and my bleakness. A vague figure in lounge lizard cutis with a tirade of plume regally walked over to me and with an authorised voice asked if I was sent by the god of life bearers. After staring at her unwavering gaze, I shook my straits no and turned away awaiting another Sceloporus occidentalis kick that never came. It was so tranquil that a pin fall could have telegraphed throughout the jungle.

"Our petitions remain unreciprocated - throw this creature into the vale of night."

With hardly the forte to speak, I extended my munition upward to help my captor in expediting my dying.

"Great Queen,"a timid voice erupted from one of the warriors,"With my own centre I saw this creature fertilize a dark skinned distaff. It may not know 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 sexual union is not the way of the creature."

I feebly grunted my agreement.

"The way of all Male are equal, young warrior ; it is for that very reason they were banished. It is only by the Grace of our consecrated mother that we will become fertile once more ; not by our hand or the hands of this creature."I groaned loudly as silence enveloped the camp.

Finally the Queen ranch out her implements of war in an unmistakable gesture of her authority ;"We are the sister of the shrewd toothed creatures, destined to lord over this earthly concern and live endlessly with the mother of life bearers. Bind this animate being beyond our cantonment and provender it. At the dawn of the second sun, I shall disclose the fate of this creature as decreed by our sacred mother."I sighed with substitute and was drug over to a large tree just beyond the optic range of the pack where they secured me by my mortise joint. Several collection plate of nutrient with a tumid urn of water were placed just within my orbit and I was left to the peaceful obscurity of the night. Downing most of the weewee I dove into a plate of blab meat that was hard to chew but palatable, and various passion fruits.

My energy gradually returned and I was able to disembarrass my leaping leg quite easily with unbound hands. Apparently my capturer had a no melodic theme of my restorative capacity. rarity compelled me to crawl back to the encampment as quietly as I could to get some penetration on my potency fate. Within a few moments I located the largest rock abode in the encampment and quietly made my way to a pocket-sized dimly lit opening to peer inside. The Queen was listening to a fig shrouded in thin translucent mesh quietly. I could barely produce out portions of the highly level-headed conversation between the two and got the distinct impression that the veiled god mother reviled all Male who she felt should be treated as monsters on a irresponsible mission of sexual conquest. When the Queen left the structure to get some water and fruit, I squeezed through a belittled windowpane to present the shrouded feminist.

As I threw back the winding-clothes, I encountered an elderly woman, definitely beyond child bearing yr that was ugly - butt farting ugly. Torn between preserving the mores of this small subculture or ending the life story of this lizard lipped women's liberationist, I stared into her quivering side and decided abstract thought would be the best access. At inaugural terrified, she fumbled for words ; but once assured that my purport was non-threatening, she spilled her sand about the late reality she lived in, and why she had taken such a hard strain against the aggressive male of her species. In routine, I explained that I had been sent here to help repopulate her world and hoped to reintegrate gender as a positivist mutual act. As the queen re-entered the dwelling, she dropped the serving tray and went for a weapon hidden somewhere within the lizard gown before a simple gesture from the 'god mother'calmed her enough to listen to reason.

A few tense moments filled with intense conversation between the two char followed until finally, with a personal sigh of relief, the female monarch seated herself and offered me some fruit. I mentioned how I enjoyed the grilled heart and soul, and how trance her control over mini Godzilla was. She warmed considerably and for the first prison term I was able to see the woman behind her authoritarian charade as she explained how to amplify thought projections to see to it the creatures and communicate non-verbally ; a bare mental 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 hazard"and offered her the chance for a closer inspection.

The 'god female parent'was both eager and experienced, and with mollify caresses soon had my battered pipe organ throbbing with prevision. She then turned to the Queen and explained the actual strong-arm process involved in human copulation with a few suggestion I randomly offered for clarification. I could see the fairy becoming aroused, shifting almost continually until the heel of her right fundament was firmly pressed against her hairy bush. The environment had suddenly changed and I felt a kinship with the god mother that words fail to report.

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 floppy disk baby eater became ablaze. With my left hand arm wrapped around her back fondling the medium nipple, my right hand delved into the furry greyness haired snatch and found her button, massaging it briefly before delving into the damp warmth between the expand flaps of her labia. Her g-spot was extremely sensitive to my contact, and her breathy low growls encouraged me to shape up to the next level. Cradling her head with one manus while supporting myself with the other, I slowly laid her back onto the dirt covered floor as she positioned my reed organ between her under lips. With one quick poke, I was enveloped in her heat and she was writhing like a Virgo schoolgirl. Unfortunately, my normally antiphonal 'package'did not take well to the interaction of the god mother 's salty lubricant, burning painfully with each thrust. The Queen moved closer with mania filled eyes, and stroked the other elder charwoman 's hair as she glanced between her peg from clock time to metre.

A generation void of male companionship was quickly resolved when the god mother feebly arched her hips and groaned awash with her longsighted overdue orgasm. Breathlessly she whispered to deliver my seed for her daughter as she squeezed my organ forcefully before letting go. The Queen eagerly rolled onto her back, and devoid of undergarment, opened her legs completely revealing her moist, fur covered slit. With a groan, I rolled off the still quivering form and positioned my dinge raise cock at the Queen 's intimate ingress. Unlike her mother, the queen regnant was extremely tight with far more energy, forcing my dinge organ slowly into her profoundness with forceful thrusts of her hip. It took the sum of my mental elbow grease to keep my erection hard, ever dreadful it would rupture or break. Gratefully, she never heard of an all-niter and climaxed even before I was fully engulfed. I quickly pulled out to squelch the electrocution soreness and sat on my heels.

For a few brief moments, a look of stunned surprise crossed the font of the pouf, until she realized the reason I had withdrawn. Quickly rising to her feet, she stepped outside as her Mother reached over and gently examined the offending chassis. She clucked her tongue at a deep purple clot near the base and respective bleeding lacerations along the putz. Her daughter returned with several thick leaves which she squeezed to take out a Patrick White viscous liquid she gently massaged into the traumatize electric organ. Almost immediately, a cool soothing relief overwhelmed my genitals and spread throughout my lower trunk. My erecting faded quickly along with the burning pain. I reached over and gently kissed the queer in gratitude.

After a few astounded here and now, the Queen reciprocated, locking lips with uncurbed passion. Sensually, we remained locked together until the need for air finally tore us apart. My hand slid from her face down her shoulder and I embraced her lovingly as she melted in my weapon. Somehow, this supererogatory curricular activity was sufficient to allow the line of descent to still back into my groin, and without further foreplay, I fell backward and pulled her on top. She quickly positioned my fully engorged reed organ at her entering and spread her branch as wide as she could slowly lowering herself on my torso. With the acquisition of an know whore, she slowly forced herself down on my slick 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 musculus working together in an erotic symphony of intimate desire.

Despite the discomfort, the stimulation was overwhelming and I soon filled her with descent tainted seed. She cried out while trembling violently and slid down hard on my torso as her own orgasm jolted her brawny frame. Rocking her pelvic arch as her muscles milked me, she fell forward catching herself just as her lizard skin covered breasts touched my chest. Despite her orgasm, she kissed me tenderly and dismounted ; grabbing another leaf to milk the cool infusion onto my rapidly deflating genitals. She continued to tremble as she lay beside me and her Mother rolled to my vacant English in a fulfilling euphoric sandwich. The cool down healing ointment soothed my battered genitals and I drifted into a blissful fulfilling sleep.

It was still dark when I was awakened by one of my companions shifting in her sleep. It took a few moments to gain my heraldic bearing before I awoke my hosts with appease kisses and advised them that my presence might not be well accepted by their subjects. The faggot gently caressed my turncock and nodded and we hurriedly arose and crept back to the tree outside the coterie where I was previously bound. I held her tightly as she sighed and handed me the R-2 that would carry off my exemption. Breaking our bosom, I leaned over and secured the roach before taking a seat next to the empty plateful to expect my soon to be disclosed fate. The female monarch leaned over and kissed me tenderly, before turning back down the lead from whence we came. Despite her uncomplimentary attire, the full troll curves of her hip left a most delightful vision to fall gone to.

The audio of approaching footfalls and the burnished glare of a full sun woke me to find the son of Godzilla hovering over me. Anxious to try my newly acquired knowledge of genial manipulation, I focused on the fauna giant brainpan and commanded it to lay down. With a looking of surprisal, it slowly lowered it 's huge hulking chassis down and rolled next to me with an ground shaking thud. Not quite sure of how to extract my gratitude, I patted it 's jowl gently and it nudged me with it 's neb. By then, the lounge lizard women had arrived and stared at the prospect in sum up disbelief until the pouf moved through the group and smiled at me knowingly. She turned to the remainder of mathematical group and spread her arms wide as she spoke.

"sis,"she began,"The blessed Mother chastised me for abusing he of whom she delivered to meet our prayer. Our ignorance almost destroyed that which would fill our lifeless womb with seed."She slowly strolled over to me and winked before freeing my ankle and gently touching my leg. Rising to her infantry she stretched her limb out again before speaking ;"exact heed of his given blessing and ploughshare your feminine gifts freely for surely he will allow the germ we desperately seek and give offspring to those he favors,"she murmured reverently. She stretched out her bridge player and helped me to my feet. I embraced her gently and kissed her forehead."My Queen,"I began,"My nub will be willingly shared with all who desire for a time. I only require your trust and understanding."

"Make ready a dwelling for our seed giver baby, and prepare a banquet ! Let us welcome the Fatherhood of our future ;"the Queen proclaimed gleefully. The tribe broke Forth River in frantic babble and scurried back towards the camp while I turned to the patient creature and patted his jowl again. Despite his unusual dietetic requirements, 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 good three story height, adjusting to my alien comportment in the process. In surprisingly little time, I had my flagitious associate trained to simple-minded bridge player gesture for focal point and velocity, and soon we were thundering through the forest, bonding like a master and his new puppy.

Unlike the Godzilla that terrified me in my juvenility, he dined on leafage as well as piddling scurrying groin type critters that wandered across our way of life while exhibiting a improbable gradualness around humans. We took a trip through the forests and up the side of an ancient vent while I grabbed an occasional passion fruit and gained a good notion of the lay of the land. The geology, flora, and biology were all unfamiliar ; the rocks and botany, although similar to the wilds of my home mankind, displayed unique evolutionary characteristics. The creatures were somewhat standardised also, although my setting was by far the great of the animals we encountered. Once Godzilla ( as I called him ) had skillfully navigated a frigid field of study, we arrived at the volcanic retinal cone and viewed a vast jungle extending to an ocean filled horizon. Beyond the mountains in the opposing counsel was a trucking rig waterless plain with entirely unique flora and ruck of bovines with long antelope curved horn. Birds of brilliant plumage were abundant. Dismounting on an ancient lava flow, I found rafts of malleable stones that could easily be fashioned into astute edges for carving and cutting.

Returning back to the jungle, we steered clear of a minor aboriginal closure as we followed a winding wintry river. Trusting Godzilla 's instinct, I let him go at will and we soon returned to the lounge lizard female child 's camp where the young lady were scurrying about in prediction of our counter. The fire in the center of the bivouac was roaring in vividness and perch with some type of skinned fowl where stuck in the ground around the perimeter. The Sister 's hide glowed in the firelight and modest short peak were sprinkled in there hair and in isthmus around their ankle joint. Their lizard cutis were replaced by thin leafy vegetable translucent wraps that barely concealed their womanly plus and blended sensually with their tanned pelt. It was a refreshing sight to my wandering optic and my rapidly healing software program. As I dismounted, they coaxed Godzilla over to a pile of discarded skin and entrails where he feasted fitfully, They guided me over to a log stump next to the Queen where the hewn board before me was filled with native delicacies. It was and whelm presentation of hospitality.

As a stranger in a strange land with sperm my only bargaining cow dung, I was compelled to share some of my otherworldly experiences. I turned to the Queen and really noticed her peach for the first of all time. Her titty were full phase of the moon with small pebbled teat, her recollective neck and toned legs oozed sensualism, her long brunette hair and fragile facial feature of speech bestowed with robust full lips beckoned my arousal, and the air of royalty she projected compelled me to move as close to her as possible. She smelled of sweet carnations that required every apothecaries' ounce of chasteness I could muster up to foreclose a wide frontal mania attack. I took her manus and rose to my feet and she quickly rose to watch my lead. We wandered into the nearby woods amidst the wanton glares of the Sisterhood.

I quickly located a orchard of stout Dubya cover with serrated ramification. Quickly snatching them from the diffuse earth, I procured the female monarch 's stone tongue and quickly fashioned forked supports. Gently kissing her luscious mouth passionately, we quickly returned to camp and I set up the petroleum spit over the fire, placing three of the roasting bird on one cross-member. With a ready tutorial, my hosts soon had all the meat on similar, quickly fabricated spits they were slowly turning the simmering fowl. The faggot and I returned to our preselected seats and held hands as we watched the festivities. Micromeria juliana highly intoxicating drinks were liberally served. respective girls sang a strange symmetrical ballad while the others danced around the campfire gleefully. Downing several passion fruits, I leaned back to savour the gentle heights and the happiness surrounding me. Soon the kernel was served and we feasted. It 's near to be the queen !

Fully satiated from the delicious feast, I unsteadily rose and bowed to my gracious server gathered around the campfire. Still comfortably benumbed ; after clearing my throat I began to sing the only birdsong the came to mind :"Kumbaya."My rendition did not give the tune justness, but my captive audience was entranced by the strange other worldly sounds, swaying hand in mitt from side to side with unopen centre. Several cried. I then advance them to join me, and soon the evening air was filled with our collective vocalisation. I wondered briefly if the indweller of globe could hear us and I imagined those I had left behind joining us in universal strain. As the melodious sound began to die down and the jungle returned to stillness, the king arose and motioned for me to stand along side.

"It is time to commence the extraction of our precious seminal fluid, sister !"She turned to me with a strange aspect on her typeface and I felt me knees set out to tremble."We can not allow you the freedom to pair on your own accord. Your are the hard worker of the Sisters of the knife Toothed creatures and we take that which we desire. While you dined on your final repast, the extract of the Vermilanda seed was added to your drink. This elicit enhances your birthrate while depleting your physical strength."She turned to her subjects with a devious smile and ordered ;"Bind him firmly by arm and leg within the shelter of connection, and use him fully beginning with the eldest sis first. By this meter on the morrow you shall all have the seed of life growing within you and the life giver will join his banish brothers !"A shrill, ear piercing cheer rose from the gang as two set of manus firmly pulled me beneath a hastily constructed tend to and I was firmly tied scatter eagle on my back.

Perhaps it was the unexpected hospitality or the bogus bonding the merry environment created that had so effectively clouded both my reasoning and suspicions. These ruthless kick were brutal ! As the first lizard skinned recipient role mounted my painfully throbbing organ, I realized I now had the opportunity to truly experience the superstar of being fucked to expiry. Fate can be a barbarous fancy woman, yet succumbing to a bombardment of pussy pounding seemed a most fitting demise. After spewing my for the first time hot burden into the stiff orgasmic kitty riding me, I felt my feverish sex gland throbbing with hyperactivity ; producing living giving seed at a never before get rate. Soon the nameless pussies lost their singularity and my sensations, save the overactive mettle endings in my genitals, dulled into senselessness. Throughout the Nox, I was ridden by a seemingly never ending barrage of wanton pussies accompanied with sighs of rage and orgasmic swearing.

By the too soon first light, I was fading in and out of world when a thunderous clangor stimulated the death oz. of my adrenaline into my limb. Still bound, the vines were loose enough for me to pull my wrists into opinion and undo the air mile. I sat up to bump Godzilla staring at me with a curious gaze. I gave him the most cheerful greeting I could muster as I fumbled with the vines around my articulatio talocruralis. Unable to rise to my feet, the Jurassic giant gently nuzzled my slope and I rolled onto it 's back. It rose slowly and with one swipe of it 's tail leveled the lean to and several nearby dwelling amidst the terrified sidesplitter of the occupants. My awareness faded as we thundered into the jungle.

Part III

I awoke sometime later under a tumid laurel wreath type tree with a soft sea breeze massaging my fatigued arm. Two brown skinned girls with superb albumen teeth hovered above me ; one was giving me sips of odoriferous degustation piss from a shoal trough while the former fumbled with the discolour end of my discolor genitals. I rose briefly to my elbow joint and my two little angels bolted as I felt the familiar spirit blow of disgusting breath on my cover. turn, I wrapped my weaponry as far as I could around the leprose neck of Godzilla and projected my gratitude for its'bold rescue. It nudged me repeatedly, welcoming me back to the land of the living. Commanding him to fee, it turned and took a few stairs before returning to my slope. I patted it 's huge left leg as I surveyed my surroundings.

I was on an long beach with effervescent whiten sand framed by the towering Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree of a hobo camp. A inadequate distance from where we stood was was a small gather of open air huts covered with interwoven palm type leaves and a grouping of human crouched in a group with hand hewn wooden spears at the quick. Along the shoring was a scraggy line of reasoning of small hand hewn vessels with outriggers. Turning towards them with my men extended, I fell nerve first into the cushy gumption. It was too betimes and I was far to weak to hope my own adroitness. The two young maid hurriedly ran over to me and eased me on my backrest before forcing several more sips of water down my parched throat.

Despite their fearfulness, the leaf clad group slowly approached with their weapons poised. Ever mindful of my intrust companion, they eased ever closemouthed until one of the older women extended a minor portion of fry fish. Weakly I reached up and let her place it upon my palm before tasting it ; savoring the delicate snowy form slowly. I smiled and nodded as I was eased into a sitting spatial relation. Feebly, I pointed to my companion and repeated his name slowly several times before collapsing with exhaustion. The crowd mumbled amongst themselves and lowered their spears. One of the new miss slowly approached Godzilla, and he lowered his massive caput 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 clear attending ; nudging them playfully as they climbed over his massive bulk.

Several of the elder women broke from the radical and crouched following to me. One took my hand and studied it carefully while the other two focused on the lifeless flesh between my legs. Their hands had evolved with little translucent webs between their finger's breadth which explained their curiosity in my mine. Gently wrapping my weaponry over their shoulder, they eased me back to one of the shanty, and made me comfortable on a sand stuffed cushion of leaves. Several plates of fish meats and fruit were placed beside me as I drifted back into dreamland. Every fourth dimension I stirred, one of the little daughter immediately tried to stuff something in my backtalk, while the former gently smoothed a elucidate refreshing liniment over my tired corpse. Several mean solar day passed before I was able to take abbreviated walks along the beach with the support of one of my hosts and the devote escort of my two legged fellow traveler.

One morning I awoke to the warmth of the sun rays streaming across the floor to watch the fleet of a XII or so dugout canoes heading out into the open sea. Those remaining behind were busy with respective task ; 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 miss that had originally tended to me when I arrived scurried over with a plate of food and a small watercraft of emollient they began rubbing on my body. Under the watchful optic of several women sitting at a hewn table sewing leaves together, they fed and massaged me, carefully rubbing the soothing cream into my reviving genitals. The normal people of color of my lance had almost completely returned and my gonads no longer ached. There was hope my deputation could resume, thanks to the skillful upkeep of my new found companions.

One of the women set down her oeuvre and came over, studying me thoroughly before squatting down and carefully examining my crotch and shaking her head sadly. Giving the shaft of light a gentle squeeze she quietly queried ;

"Your peen. . .how ?"

I explained how I had been taken from a domicile tribe by lizard clothed warriors who fed me with an extract from a ejaculate before I was forcibly pack raped until my two legged companion rescued me and brought me to this billet. After a few seconds to canvas my explanation, she nodded and confirmed my induced infertility. She rose and grasped a vile from a long row of similarly shaped vessel perched atop a long shelf. Returning, she squatted and gently opened my pee hole ; pouring a few drops of burning liquid state into the enlarged opening. It burned briefly as it traveled down the length of my shaft into my prostrate. She then explained slowly in very basic term that the serum only neutralized the poison in my system, and the only probably cure was found in the spite of the ebony sea snake that was otherwise fatal unless administered directly to the base of my penis ( peen ). After the genital abuse I 'd already have, I was n't too eager to have a ophidian gnaw on my dick, yet the alternative of a lifetime of sterility was even less appealing.

As she spoke, she stroked my privates lovingly and shared her cognition of this kindred of sea the great unwashed, how they traded with other tribes than lived deeper in the jungle and how their world had been affected by the 'great dying'when the male person strangely succumbed overnight and the cleaning woman were left to fend for themselves. The lizard skinned kindred were known throughout the land as merciless warriors with an unwritten order of business of conquest. If my fecundity returned, it must be carefully guarded to control the survival of her kin group and her world. It was apparent her Wisdom of Solomon would be a great asset to my readjustment and I gently pulled her towards me and felt the void loneliness she harbored as I embraced her. She trembled in my grasp as I caressed her exposed weather worn cutis. I asked where we could get hold this cock biting Hydra and she withdrew slightly with a concern etched on her facial expression.

"We shall determine one in the kitty of low water when my fellow return - be mindful few have survived their bite."

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

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

I shook my head no and smiled, hoping to avoid any further revealing, and held her tightly once again until the weariness caused by our awkward emplacement drew us apart. The two Young girls sat following to me, and I showed them how to toy tic-tic-toe in the gumption. The large header of Godzilla appeared suddenly appeared above the tree pedigree and I rushed out to recognise my old friend. I sensed he had found a match, and he leaned down to for me to mount him. Once securely on plank, we were thundering off into the jungle amidst a flock of brightly colored wench with razor sharp dentition that circled us squawking gleefully. Several minute later, we were close to foothills when my setting slowed his rate close to a enceinte first step in the rock boldness. Strolling casually towards the isolated curtain raising, he bellowed a jungle jarring growl and a somewhat lowly variation of Godzilla with a row of six mamilla down her chest appeared and chirped a heights pitch twitter in response. Dino love ! Hesitantly, she sniffed me before nudging her mate playfully.

My trusted place slowly lowered his head and I slid to the ground immediately patting her scaly skin with acceptation. The she beast seemed both intelligent and accepting dispelling any fear I harbored. I gently patted their mandible simultaneously while they returned gentle jog, and we almost immediately formed a most unusual bond. Projecting a vision of the first meeting and subsequent delivery, Godzilla became visibly agitated and restless, and nudged me to mount him. Soon we were thundering through the jungle on long stride that nearly threw me with every footfall. I caught just a abbreviated glance of the lounge lizard bitches camp before the team of dinosaurs set about stomping the site into oblivion amid a barrage of wooden spears that fell harmlessly to the ground. I briefly spotted the fairy escorting the shrouded form of the god mother into the dense underwood just as my mount flattened them into a puddle of goo.

Once the junk had settled, I slid from Godzilla 's back as he wheezed with travail. Grabbing a fishgig, I quickly circled the remains of the refugee camp on human foot, and goaded the handful of remaining warriors into a mean Mexican valium. With the towering indorsement of two beast behind me, I commanded the vibration survivors to live in peace of mind with everything and everyone or their circumstances 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.

component part IV

It was then I noticed the spear shaft extending from the soft crushed torso of the female dinosaur. I gently patted her, and grabbing the shaft, pulling it from her with all my strength. She bellowed pitifully as the spear came free and I was drenched with a cascade of fouls smelling fluid. Quickly grabbing the largest leaf of a nearby tree, I crammed it against the open wound and used my back to form a atmospheric pressure patch as Godzilla paced back and Forth River like an gravid father on pitch day. A short-change clock time later, as my strength waned, I slowly eased away from the makeshift dressing and grabbed various gourds that appeared intact. Racing to the river, I found a growth of industrial plant bearing the same leaves the Queen had used on my battered privates. Quickly filling the gourds, I ripped off several leaves on my way back to the site hoping they worked as well on dino skin as they worked on my secret parting. Gently bathing the combat injury and applying the leaf extract onto a fresh leafage, I pressed the dressing to her abdominal cavity and the look of go that spread head across her features was beyond priceless.

For the next several hours, I changed her dressing periodically while she quietly rested on her face. The James Bond of confidence we formed that afternoon was stronger than I had ever known. As the maiden sun waned and the lesser sun reached apogee, Ms Godzilla suddenly rose and, after a legal brief telephone exchange of oink, Godzilla bowed it 's head word and I climbed aboard. Slowly we headed back towards the village by the sea pausing occasionally to breathe along the way. The entire mathematical group of women quickly assembled when we arrived, and although briefly intimidated by the coming into court of a second dinosaur, she was warmly received and lie down amidst the lenify tending the women gave. The womanhood who had been with me earlier in the day, gently tended to the the reclining fauna with several different vials of elixir, before gently applying fern leaves. When she finished her administration, she rose and turned to me.

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

The two Pres Young girls eagerly grabbed my manus and led me past a tidal pocket billiards with a orotund black eel thrashing the water into foam and the world-class tendrils of fear gripped my gut. I was eased onto my back and my two little usher immediately began to fondle my genitals, while others straightened out my arm and sat on them with their full weight. I took deep breaths and watched four of the fisher, now fully wrapped in leaves like zombies, pull a six animal foot slimy mass of struggling physique into the open air. It was whipping them to and fro savagely, and soon respective others joined in to facilitate them. Losing my face I struggled to unloose myself. Despite my struggle, the two young miss continued their gentle and efficacious input as it gradually subdued my panic response with unmistakable arousal. A bit was forced between my teeth just as the soft supple hands were withdrawn and my penis was engulfed by a cold slimy sheath.

Suddenly, several pin pricks around the base of my cock sent jolts of lightning up my spine followed by a fiery inferno that rapidly spread through my body like a wildfire. The infernal region increased in intensity exponentially, whisking past my botheration limen like a runaway train. I screamed and struggled, my trunk breaking out into cold chills accompanied by an escalating fever. Through a fog of blinding painfulness, I saw my cock had doubled in size of it and had taken on a purplish hue, while my egg had swollen into hard softball sized secretory organ stretching my scrotal sack so tightly in was almost transparent. The excruciating pain ranch upwards and I voided the depicted object of my stomach, almost choking in the procedure. As my torment sentience began to fade, an volatile volcanic eruption of bloody yogurt textured voiding spewed high into the air from the nous of my cock. Blissful darkness overwhelmed me.

Sometime during the night, my awareness briefly returned and individual was spoon feeding me while another held a frigid compress to my forehead ; then darkness. As the for the first time current of morning light glittered across the open sea, I opened my eyes and realized my fever had broken. My mole felt like it was the welcome mat for the 3rd Reich entering Republic of Poland yet any feeling was far preferred over the alternative. Surrounding me was the entire small town in various positions of relaxation while the trite eyes of the healing women studied my every prosody intently. Outside, my two dino friends peered through the gap in the leaf apparently recovered from their frolic through the lizard bitch lair. I mustered a abbreviated smile and stretched my branch as my sleeping companions began to stir.

With a breath a sweet sea air I hugged the woman who had remained by my incline throughout the entire ordeal and whispered I would now squall her my Doctor. She smiled wistfully as the two young young lady stumbled to my incline, and I hugged them and placed a gentle kiss on each of their frontal bone. A brawny, partially dressed woman stepped forward with the nous of the revolting creature. Two opposing in long incisors jutted from its toothy lined jaws. I nodded and turning to my two Brigham Young admirer gestured towards the sparkling sea. With childlike enthusiasm, they helped me to my substructure and we slowly made our way into the poise refreshing environment. The sea, cradle of life and groovy healing elixir 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 stallion disrobed tribe in gleeful uninhibited play until I was finally drug back up to the doctors hut exhausted.

The Dr. immediately forced my legs apart and applied a soothing pick to my private parts, gently coating the entire length and recesses until I began to harden. Discolored and somewhat deformed, my pecker was alive with sensations. Pulling the doctor roughly onto my lap facing me, I informed her she would be my first, and started to rub my shaft up and down her furry slit. She murmured a short go protest as her innate relation instincts occluded logical intellection. Grinding her pelvic girdle against my crotch, her school principal tilted back and her breathing grew disunited. As one of my hand encased the full pile of her tit, my other hand slid between us and positioned my glans at her entrance. Her eyes shot open and she gasped as I forced myself into the warm tight opening slowly, savoring the delicious contractions within.

The remainder of the tribe gathered closely to view her deflowering as our coxa worked in unison and my helping hand explored the season softness of her breasts. She gasped for breath and grimaced when her pubic heftiness squeezed shut and her hips dropped forcefully into my lap with a long overdue orgasm. The surrounding gang cheered blarney and unexpected laugh from both of us. Automatically, I began to push up my hips again and she whimpered another brief objection as she gently returned my thrusting. She climaxed several more times forcefully until, somewhat painfully, I released my source into the mouth of her womb. We held our position for several blissful minutes until she awkwardly rolled off my hips and trembled with orgasmic euphoria. all-fired semen dribbled between her second joint as she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. I collapsed under the strain of sweat and drifted back to the land of dreams.

Awaking somewhat later, I was greeted by my two slight companion with a heaping plateful of alien nutrient and the doc with a broad smile on her look. As I slept, she had taken a sample of my ejaculate and found it contained a minute total of semen but more time was required for my full virility to pass. One of the miss named Sandy fed me while the other stroked my genitals ; making my cock hard only to follow it shrivel. The doctor produced a vauntingly reserve leaf and showed me how to fix it securely around my waist. I could feel my strong suit returning with every raciness and waved to some of the girls to join me as I drew out a sketchy manikin of two of the outriggers lashed together around a childlike mast. Collectively sharing approximation, we soon designed a workable theoretical account that I would spend much of my waking time of day the next few Day constructing and instructing on the use of the large leaf 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 lots excitement in the ingroup. The stout footling craft took to the water like a season pro, responding to helm and sail gracefully. After several trial runs, she sailed out of sight on the outgoing tide only to bring back several hours later with a score of baskets filled with fish. There was very much solemnization that dark, and some of the most toothsome seafood dishes I 've ever tasted. Sandy and her companion Nell coaxed me away from the festivities, and showed me their private vacation spot hidden from the refugee camp in the nearby jungle. It would be the retentive counter end of their innocence.

I lay Sandy an her dorsum gently, slowly removing her leaf shrouded body and covering the newly exposed flesh with a multitude of buss. Her vernal sensitivity brought her to the verge of sexual climax almost immediately. She pulled me atop her sensuously writing soundbox, clawing at my genitals wildly. Quickly positioning myself at her supply ship puffy opening, I thrust into her depth. She squealed at the encroachment, her nails tearing at my back as I continued my assault on her tight puss, gaining a few centimeters with each stab. My glans kissed her cervix even though my cock was barely halfway within. Thrusting against her tight vaginal heftiness was virtually insufferable yet the pressure was to a greater extent than sufficient to land her over the sharpness with a continuing serial publication of orgasms. Pressing my pelvic girdle against her firmly to prevent muscular expulsion, she bucked her rosehip with young ardor. After various minute she wailed a concluding good word of pleasure and crumple. As she completely relaxed, I was able to seclude amidst the classifiable flutter sound of a pussy wind.

Nell was sitting with her genu to her chin and her book binding against a tall Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree with center as big as silvery dollar mark. I smiled at her as my breathing spell returned. After a time, her instinct overwhelmed her veneration and she slowly crawled over to me while staring at my flaccid reed organ. I ran my hand gently up her arm reassuringly as she timidly squeezed the lifeless chassis. Slowly I released one of the house globes crowning her chest to get hold a beautifully puffy mouth watering coffee brownish nipple. My dick immediately stirred as I engulfed the raw flesh with my mouth. She subtly leaned forward and I took the opportunity to debunk the remainder of her nubile body.

Sensing her anxiety, I moved slowly to search the charming unexplored territory of her body with patrician kisses. When I arrived at her puffy down covered vulva, she momentarily tensed and I slowed my progress to set aside her time to adapt to the new sensations. By the time I had exposed her burnished pink clit, her body was writhing. A few swipes through the moist sweetheart fuzz and her low orgasm erupted violently. I gave her respective minutes to recover stasis, and put back to stimulating her intimate piazza. She grabbed my tomentum forcing me cryptical into the brown puffy flexure as she rapidly ascended to her back orgasm. Her hip arched with youthful strenuosity as she released a long stream of orgasmic ejaculate.

Quickly moving up her trembling skeleton, I positioned myself and quickly driving force into her tight quim at the consequence she began to slow down. Gently thrusting, I slowly gained cute millimeters within the moist tight opening until my glans nudged her throbbing uterine cervix. Ever so slowly, I partially withdrew as her puss accommodated my girth and eased back in ; not fully engulfed, but pleasantly surrounded with the the upwards thrusting muscles of of slick burrow. She quickly rose to another orgasm, only this sentence, I continued my ravishment to keep her over doorway. When the two gentle hands of Sandy began caressing my cigarette and scummy appendage, I lost the few fibers of control holding me back and force one concluding time as we simultaneously lost ourselves in the sea of orgasms.

Barely recovering from the epos download, Sandy pulled me from Nell 's jolting body and quickly positioned my still rigid cock at her vaginal porta. Slowly engulfing as a lot of the length as her little body could tolerate, she eagerly moved up and down it 's distance with more than enough stimulant to hold open me stiff. Her ride was somewhat longer this prison term, nonetheless it provided an even greater issue of orgasmic release than during our maiden encounter. How beautiful her bare bouncing tiny nipple chest appeared now covered with a hunky-dory lustre of exertion. One of her relinquish mitt reached behind to compact my depleted gonad as she approached orgasm, and I painfully released the remainder of my prostate gland a second base meter within just a few minutes of the first. Exhausted, I reached over to Nell as she snuggled on one side and Sandy slid beside me on the former, a silent tear trickling down her boldness.

Part V

After we partially recovered, we wandered back to the party hired hand in deal amidst knowing looks. Giving my two nubile companions a parting kiss, I strolled into the tranquillise sea and bathed myself before taking a seat side by side to the doc. She smiled and her free hand found the seam in my modesty leaf, gently cupping my package and leaning against me while the two young adult female were excitedly babbling to the other charwoman which had gathered around them. I quietly explained that time and my limited resourcefulness should be exploited appropriately. She nodded with her head still tucked to my chest ; and I asked her to describe her younker. She was the only child of the only Doctor of the Church of the tribe. They grew up together happily, and she was taught the means of known music as her beginner eventually became the loss leader of the kindred. When the"great dying"passed over their world, her Mother resumed the leadership role amongst much turmoil and focused the group on endurance proficiency and hope.

The Doctor of the Church rose to her infantry and called the clan together asking them to mould a cable from the youngest first to the oldest. Numbering them in order from the untried to the oldest, she explained her methodology of fertilizing the most virile starting time while monitoring my progress through the numerical progression while assuring I would not be"overextended."The number one young woman was a pudgy small bite, that trembled eagerly when she learned she would be the inaugural. The Doctor explained my eubstance involve time to reform more semen between showdown, and my charge was to repopulate the entire satellite, not just their tribe. A collective groan rose from the crowd and subdued conversation followed while I marveled at her approach.

Taking middle stage, I grabbed a slender gourd and explained the genital mechanism, methods of physical arousal, and the mental joining. I then asked my first partner to mistreat forward and explained the female person reproductive system of rules as she nervously wrung her manpower. Gently guiding her to the backbone I encouraged the others to join us, as I massaged her hill and slowly entered her moist vagina and curled up my fingertip against her g-spot. Her eyes shot out-of-doors in surprisal as my one hand gently circled her clit and the other applied gently stroked the front tooth wall of her vagina. With a grunt she succumbed to a flesh rippling sexual climax ejecting a small pool of creamy Edward Douglas White Jr. center. Gently removing my finger, I licked the delightful cream from my fingerbreadth as several of the participating audience breathed their own self induced releases. Kissing the girl gently on the cheek as she continued to nip with sensual vent, I wandered through the supine bunch, encouraging and assisting where necessary to guarantee they all would know the delight of orgasm.

Shortly before dawn, I filled the cute sweetheart at my side with a load of my source and held her close as she drifted off to sleep before rising quietly and taking a abbreviated dip in the rising tide. The cool refreshing water supply invigorated my spirit, and I strolled down the beach happily ; soon joined by my two towering companions I had ruefully ignored over the past various years. Rubbing and tickling their rough skin, we were soon frolicking in the grey-haired morning luminance invigorated with our renewed friendship. Nearly exhausted, I fell back against a growth of towering flood weed. I noticed the broken stems were dig and remembered the kin group collecting H2O from a nearby flow. Stumbling to my groundwork, I tried to uproot one of the prominent Tree to no avail until Godzilla bit off the top and easily yanked it relinquish. Soon he was dragging a dozen of the poles back to encampment I had hurriedly tied to his rear end with some nearby vines.

The refer Doctor greeted us as we neared and received lenify jog from my two unlikely escorts. I described my approximation of a community center with incline H2O for the rustic kitchen and lav with a rock and roll lined tub. She enthusiastically scribbled respective designs and as the small fleet left on the too soon daybreak tide, we assembled body of work crews and began construction. The two giant lounge lizard were unreplaceable, digging trench with their ass and dragging the fallen logs to their required goal. By nightfall, leaves were being intertwined on the rafters of the solid complex body part and water trickled along the pipes on the wall to drain into a rock lined cistern close to the low lunar time period spirit level. I had taken two new mates during the day, introducing them to the joys of relation and filling them with my renew seed.

By nightfall, we were exhausted. A placate breeze whispered through the leave of absence and my new, hemangioma simplex blond companion was eagerly demonstrating her arousal techniques, sucking my diaphysis deep into her pharynx as I fought to deter the overwhelming itch to meet her entrails. Finally pulling her unfreeze, I rolled her onto her rachis and plunged into her depth like a virgin schoolboy ; ravaging her tender vulva until we both explosively released the essence of our rousing. I awoke to the betimes sun 's rays pinned beneath her, as she rubbed her auburn chaparral against my dick in violent wildness. I slipped in easily to her over abundantly creamed depth, and let her give her way with me, More as a spectator than a player. Our reciprocal orgasms awoke half the camp and pulled out every apothecaries' ounce of semen my body had stored within. The beaming sun was at broad force by the time I rolled away from her and stumbled over to the newly made toilet to wash the rakehell and orgasmic essence from my deflated privates. Sex with this group was far from routine and beyond my wildest pipe dream.

Several more brilliant day of lovemaking passed, but I longed to get out on the out-of-doors water supply and regain the association I had made twelvemonth earlier as a Loretta Young sailor in the Navy. One bright dawning, I disentangled myself from the loving arms of a passionate brunette and strolled down to the shoreline where the girls were stowing their earnings on board. Wordlessly, I assisted them with the launching and stepped aboard amidships of the newest catamaran, the Sea Sprite. As the shoreline faded into a slenderize line on the skyline, the char evolved into a brash, uninhibited band of longshoremen. We worked arduous to get out the nets filled with multicolored carp like critters aboard. We then sorted out the undesirables and released them back to the sea. Primitive flint knives flashed as the fish were cleaned and gutted, their viscera saved for the Godzilla 's awaiting ashore. We all worked together professionally amidst rock oil humor and a list of never before heard profanities that left my English aching from laughter.

Once the Pisces were cleaned and stowed in the loosely weaved baskets, they were thrown overboard to be preserved in the rush pee as we turned about to fall to their place beyond the horizon. First, however, it was essential to clean house the scurf and entrails from our skin and we quickly shed our leaves as we dove into the nappy cool water with careless unconstraint. We were engaged in an impromptu translation of piss tag, when two inviolable hands tugged me submerged and pulled me downward at an unbelievable velocity ; my spike popping and lungs painfully burning from the rapid descent. My terminal cognitive view were the darkness that now enveloped us, as we continued to descend further into the depths.

Part VI

I awoke in a warmly lit room with a breathing apparatus covering my olfactory organ and oral cavity and a thrum mechanically skillful twist poised over my private parts. Adorned with a White surgical cap, mask, and entire duration surgical scrubs, a physique appeared beside me and asked how I felt with an saintly representative. I responded"OK,"and asked where I was. She removed the mask and turned to a money box of instruments punctuated with flashing multicolored twinkle and a bank of IBM data point tapeline spinning at random speeds. It looked like a prop for a 50 's era science fable B pic. She finally turned to front me again while gingerly holding a comic strip of widely white taping punctuated by an indecipherable serial of holes.

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

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

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

"You are fertile, and despite the scarring on your egg, adequate to of producing the seed required to repopulate this world. With your consent, we shall extract the yield of your testes and circularize it throughout our sterile world."

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

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

Indifferently, I nodded and closed my heart, numb to any further conversation. Although this submarine human race housed the most develop refinement I 'd encountered, the inevitable sacrifice of my solitary exploration and insemination exploits were unwelcome. Further, the humanitarian process of repopulating an unsuspecting humankind by any one subculture would certainly conjure up certain experimental condition not unlike the governments of my native world. Reanna studied my face intently and nodded ;

"Your vexation are noted ; and there will be no conditions to our natality public exposure other than your swear hope to hold the secrecy of my domain. You shall be safely returned to the surface upon the successful collection of your life giving seminal fluid, to pursue your life of nondiscriminatory sexual intercourse for pleasure without the atmospheric pressure of repopulating the planet. This I vow. It would be gracious to learn of your humanity and technologies developed there."

"OK, but I hesitate to share the closed book of my native domain for fear it may neuter your phylogeny,"I replied."Further, the indiscriminate distribution of my heart and soul may expose a horde of interbreeding variables that will invariable change the phylogenesis of your inherent species."

"We must intrust our fate to our Creator for the future is beyond our conception ; and have faith in our given power to resolve whatever incongruities that may arise,"she replied solemnly."Your intelligence is most novel, possibly surpassing my own,"she confessed,"It is truly an purity to have a go at it the future of our earthly concern comes from the loins of such a noble creature."

"Let the milking commence,"I conceded,"And upon its'successful resultant, permit me to consider the curiosity of your kingdom."

Reanna nodded, as several attendants scurried over to the money box of dials and clit, while another gently lowered a orotund mechanical twist over my lumbus, fumbling to manoeuvre my contract organ into a warm synthetic substance opening. She then slid a modest probe into my rear end, and placed a smooth bag like structure gently around my scrotum securely encasing the two biography generating orb within. After a few flimsy import, the machine hummed to sprightliness ; gentle electrical charges bathed my glob and prostrate, while gentle suction pulled my dick fully into the a sleeve with a pocket-size inflatable band that secured the device to the base of my rooster. Varying electrical impact surged through cascading closed chain that sequentially tightened around my quill. Although the star were quite pleasant, they were nowhere near the erotic stimulus encountered in recent days and orgasm eluded me. I relaxed and drifted into a peaceable slumber.

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

"Were you able-bodied to evoke sufficient seed,"I asked somewhat incredulously.

"Oh yes, with a surplus,"the nurse replied reassuringly,"Your procreative system exceeded our expectations and even now continues to get at a highly accelerated rate. By tomorrow, you will take generated Sir Thomas More than sufficient semen to saturate any potential partner."She examined my crotch momentarily before cleaning them thoroughly with a flaccid cloth."The slight stain and discomfort will disappear shortly,"she murmured as she gathered her equipment on a tray and secured several electrical switch on the control instrument panel. With a smile, she disappeared out of view, and with a pearl realigning reaching, I sat up and studied my milieu.

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

"I 'm gear up for the duty tour,"I announced as I slid to me feet.

"Come,"she commanded a she grasped my helping hand gently and pulled me from the extraction room."This home ground and the one under construction in the N Sea are powered by a self regenerating, environmentally enhancing ion station that will provide for our expanding motivation far into the foreseeable future. In this facility your ejaculate was processed, diluted and enhanced with proteins to enhance its pro-creativity despite whatever harmful environments it encounters - super cum if you will."We left the laboratory and entered a large repair shed with a group of sleek dull melanize craftiness resembling the manta rays of my home plate world."The super-semen is already being distributed on the known new water reservoirs that supply over 98 % of the native population under back of duskiness with these craft. Within a few cycle, those compatible with you semen will conceive."

We then entered a immense room with one wall viewing the sea and the remaining rampart lined with rows upon row of textual matter."Our depositary of corporate knowledge,"she waved her blazonry gracefully and led me through a set of reduplicate doors ;"Our nutritional center,"a long walk through another set of threshold ;"Our sterilization and reclaimable readiness,"and finally through a last set of doors"Our berthing facility."Above us are more laboratories and datum collecting facilities, and below our Pisces the Fishes char reside. Well organized, the social organisation reeked of sterility and military field ; I was a guest in a unimaginative Zion. Although I was tempted to share my notice, the plain age and continuing success of this subculture restrained my sagaciousness and I complemented the goddess who anxiously awaited my approving. She extended an invitation to link their residential area but after several feigned moments of intense self-contemplation, I declined on the basis of harmfully altering the bias course of this worlds'evolution.

I was offered a meal of my choice before departure, but upon finding the computer menu was strictly vegetarian, I declined and was soon bobbing gratefully a few measure from the fleet of modest sportfishing watercraft with a lung full of fresh air. Once spotted, I was treated like royalty, enthusiastically welcomed and playfully stroked by by the unpretentious naive women, who 's simmpleness and passion provided a welcome relief from the land below. Immediately, I assisted with the arrest and played with my fellow traveller, taking one particularly nubile virgin within my embracing and under the longing gaze of the others, made soft passionate sexual love as the waves caressed us gently. Unknown to any of us, a solitary half- woman, half-fish brute gazed longingly from just below our intertwine legs.

My reunion with the Greenwich Village was joyous. The Doctor fell at my invertebrate foot and cried. Sandy and Nell shamelessly gang tackled me, taking crook riding my genitals until some of the others finally pulled them free. Godzilla and the misses literally danced and thumped their tail assembly forcibly enough to dislodge everything stowed on the shelves in the lodge. In this vesture optional celebration, I was the centerpiece, sharing bosom from everyone and nipple pinches with those whom I 'd shared my bed. A fiesta was prepared to everyone 's pleasure and I learned I had disappeared for two bike and was feared forever lost. Despite the doctor outcry for constraint, I soon found myself buried typeface first in the furry muff of a night skinned Virgin, tugging on the unusually gravid clitoris as she danced beneath me with a series of orgasms. Once the Loretta Young girl was inseminated and resting, the Doctor motioned me over to her bed, and we spent the remnant of the night in a loving bosom.

contribution VII

The excited babble of the fishermen awakened us as they hovered over several human body lying in lifeless repose just above the water phone line. As we closed in at a full sprint, I immediately recognized them as residents of the hoagy kingdom of REA ; one of them with the unmistakeable features of the nurse that had removed the hardware from my package. Further out to sea, I caught a coup d'oeil of various heads bobbing on the waves and immediately identified them as the Pisces woman and waved to encourage them airless. In the confusion, I calmed everyone as best as potential and helped get the three lifeless refugees back to the Doctor 's tail.

It was n't until I waded into the surf, that the Pisces women drew near, and I knelt into the water to greet them with a entitle jot. Their middle were abnormally large, belittled fins sprouted from the sides of the cervix, and their paw were fully webbed. Just below their bellybutton, at the flair of their full moon feminine pelvis, the soft scurf of pastel tones began ; descending down their thighs to the beautifully formed tail. With prospicient flowing hair, and perfectly modernize breasts, these mermaids soon warmed and swim around me in a close up knitwork circle, pinching and probing my body curiously. My verbal communication was failing miserably until I heard their interpreter in my head word, much like the mental mental imagery of Godzilla !

It was then I learned the goddess Reanna was not of this humanity. An noncitizen that had landed in the sea 100 earlier, she had enslaved the mermaids and their spouse with some sort of ultrasonic beam of light. They built the underwater kingdom for her and hurry to do her bidding for reverence of their lives. The press out semen I 'd supplied was to be genetically altered to turn the multitude of future offspring into mindless retard. Unfortunately, these three adult female had neutralized the semen but were discovered and ejected by the goddess. They warned she would destroy our world and must be stopped, but the arcminute they returned below, they were unable to do anything except fill Reanna 's command. The Dr. embraced them and those watching on the beach joined her, as I stumbled back to the three victims. One had succumbed but the other two showed positive mark of recovery.

Taking a long somebody quenching drink of fresh water, I pondered the human condition ; the unending quest for king by a select few corrupting and destroying the liveliness of everyone else with fell insensitivity. Yet somehow, get laid persists - even thrives in this hardship while those in bondage learn to take their position in life somewhat indifferently. Looking around at the dweller of the pocket-size village living peacefully and innocently then remembering the queen of the lizard skins with her insensitive dreams of conquest ; a burning desire to defend the childlike way of life became overbearing. Somehow, this otherworldly threat must be removed with minimum shock on the village.

Clenching my fists, I stormed over to the mermaids and mentally urged them to find a the reservoir of the HF infection and if possible, to locate the ion exponent reference. They responded they had tried, utilizing a ten thousand of techniques but all had failed. Remembering how Godzilla had decimated the lizard hide encampment, I inquired if they knew of any submarine leviathans that could assist. Immediately they responded simultaneously with the"sea dragon ;"a large beast low in IQ but off the charts in idolatry. As they called to him with shrill inhuman chirps, I called my two dino companions over. With forceful swipes of their tales, they soon had excavated a late puddle for the mermaids to float up to the Greenwich Village structures.

After a brief trial run and mistake menstruum, we found the mermaids had an appetency for the leaf of a small nut bearing shrub scattered among the underbrush. The nutmeats were often chewed like candy by the indigen and I found them to be both sweet and energizing. We gathered with the mermaids, and one of the nanny who had enough zip to speak briefly between gasps of air. Collectively we explored the underwater urban center with a series of ad libitum drawings, finally settling on two probable locations for the RF generator and the position of the ion source.

Suddenly, two small oculus approximately ten time apart popped out of the urine on still hunt, and surveyed the layout independently - a lot like the heart of a mantis. Soon, other oculus popped up randomly followed by a large neb with a huge set of incisors on either position. No institution was needed - the sea Dragon had arrived ! With a serial publication of chirps only the mermaids and the leviathan could understand the plan was revealed. With a few language of carefulness and cheers of support, the mermaids grabbed onto the scaly back, and sped off into the undefendable weewee leaving behind a practical tidal wave from the leviathans wake. I immediately chose two of the heartiest women, and we hurriedly launched the Sea faerie.

A horse sense of silent urgency settled over the wiliness once the sail billowed. The wind was favorable, giving us time to unroll the nets and put them at the ready for survivors if any escaped. clock time passed slowly until, in the aloofness there was a huge fountain and the sea appeared to boil. A pocket-size glow egg shaped craft flare-up through the surface and accelerated as it climbed straight person up into the cloudless sky. Suddenly a ten thousand of debris and lifeless bodies surfaced around us followed by a joyful group of mermaids. We secured and lowered the net before diving into the sea to reclaim and smattering of survivors ; the ascent had been grotesquely disastrous for virtually. Filled beyond capacity, we slipped away from the ecstatic celebration, setting canvas for home while bailing urine to keep afloat. At initiatory there was a gentle nudge amidships, then the stallion craftsmanship rose respective meter above the piss as the monstrous leviathan ferried us rapidly through the wave to gently lodge us just offshore of the village.

Once the survivors were transported to where the Dr. had established a pocket-sized triage ; everyone tried to help her however possible. Once things quieted down, I asked the mermaids to assess the impairment and recover any articles they could n't use before returning to the former occupant for thorough cross-examination. Still suffering from the minus upshot of their rapid acquiescence, they revealed this world was somewhat younger than my home base planet and currently supported approximately 50,000 homo life forms. Several large waterfront city were sprinkled across the lonesome land mass while the sea covered the greatest majority of the planet. The equatorial region was geologically unstable with a large volcanic falling out dividing the demesne mass in two. The sea women had a lifespan twice that of the"Edwin Herbert Land inhabitant"and were the but other intelligent life forms found on this planet.

Amidst the lingering celebration, I wandered further up the beach and sat in the cool tidal eddies. I had been on this world for nearly two month now by my best reckoning, and had inseminated perhaps fifty of the local anesthetic inhabitant. Not knowing my longevity much less the tenure of my virility, I concluded it would take at least two life-time to impregnate all known candidates. Factoring in contriteness and environmental luck, the aborigine universe would fade into obliviousness within a few generations. Although life by the sea was a blessing ; it would soon need to draw to a close. I returned to the village unaware of the partial derivative solution the Doctor of the Church had already gleaned from her patients.

Part VIII

The mermaids were returning with an compartmentalisation appurtenance from the underground city, and the Doctor rushed to adopt me before excitedly babbling about the solution she and the nanny had discovered. By utilizing the venom of the coal black sea serpent, my semen could be diluted exponentially without losing it 's authority. Although not 100 % effective most any char who bathed in the do by water would be impregnated if they were productive. News from the mermaids that two of the manta craft were salvageable sealed the great deal. The next respective cycles were so filled with activity that my sex life story skid to a halt yet my knowledge substructure expanded exponentially as I became a coordinator between the three unique civilisation. After several honkytonk in wet suits that had floated to the surface, we recovered a large number of equipment, two fully functioning mantid wiliness, and a plurality of issue - of particular stake was a thorough surface map revealing the known locations of the major planet 's inhabitants and their water supply. By Night, I along with several of the recovered survivors with flight aptitude learned the feature of the flying machines over the loose water. Easy to navigate with a barrage of flight controls, we soon could pinpoint drop curtain locations and soar away noiselessly on the wind.

It was n't until the tierce day, as I watched a mathematical group of women discussing long term issues with child maturation, that I realized the miracle of intercultural blending I had unwittingly given birth to. Calling the survivors of the underwater city together, I vented my concerns about the impact of blending two intrinsically unlike cultures with contemporaries of departure together. Amidst the solemn group that had already established deep friendships with the land indweller, one of the onetime survivors named Tash rose to her feet and announced her purpose to rear her offspring here and considered the blending of the two cultures a mutually beneficial, irreversible stroke of luck. She then walked over to me, and tawdry enough for everyone to discover said ;

"I need to feel a man inside me."

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

One by one the women rose until they were all standing silently, the pushover gently tousling their hair. I ran my fingers through my long hairsbreadth ; cognizant it was physically impossible to fulfill their asking and impregnate everyone unaffected by our super sperm spray. I nodded and recommended we proceed with my seminal extraction and diffusion before exploring the options for person penury. I was led to towards the back of a shelter and laid down on a specially prepared cot. Several turgid ebony ophidian were being milked of their venom into a turgid pipe bowl by a crowd of villagers struggling to control the creatures. A probe was inserted neighboring to my prostate ; a small bag was eased over my gonad, and a scaled down version of the"cock pump"was eased into space on my groin. It was connected to an accessory tycoon supplying on of the mantid craft and within a few instant, I was asleep with the auto gently coaxing my essence into beakers placed neatly in a row on a nearby table.

When I awoke, my genitals felt overworked, and my principal was spinning. The Doctor was fidgeting over my chopfallen peen, while the constant poke of a centrifuge whirred just above my field of view. The nurse suddenly appeared and confirmed the extraction had been successful and the stretch cum was being prepared for distribution the very like night. Told to pillow, I pulled the Doctor weakly to my side and we spooned together until dawn of the next morning. Before I rose to test my adroitness, I shared the apropos revelations of the survivors sadly, knowing our time together was limited. She wept and revealed she was with child. I seriously debated scrubbing the mission to live out my life in this sea side of meat paradise, yet the thought of untold lives never being realized - any one that may interchange the course of this world 's phylogenesis, was Thomas More than decent impetus to pursue my quest for unseeded candidates.

As the two full-of-the-moon laden mantis shaped craftiness rose into the level mist on the predetermined path, I stole from the clique, pausing to say a dolorous farewell to Godzilla and his partner while planting the image that they would be needed to care for the Doctor and her newborn. Skirting through the underbrush a short distance from the sea, I moved away from the camp into the unnamed assured my experience and undetermined rarity would prevail against any terror I may encounter. To insure my escape itinerary was undetected, I threaded my way through trail virtually obscured from overhead by the thick Tree. Tired and still sore from the extraction, I curled up beneath a small sway overhang and covered myself with leaves.

It was brilliant day when I finally awoke and shook off my leafy camouflage. Now mil from the village, I felt safe to give to the water system's edge for a much easier transit to the large biotic community on the north sea. Suddenly a insidious stir behind me stirred my senses into overdrive as I dove for blanket. Scanning the surface of the H2O without moving my extremities for several instant, I saw a blond haired head poke out of the water followed shortly by several brunette heads. Not seeing any campaign, they slowly proceeded up the shoreline until I broke cover charge and waved. They immediately disappeared before resurfacing a short time later. I waved again. Timidly they approached until their full-of-the-moon titty were exposed. I walked towards them slowly and waved again.

Slowly entering the sparkling authorise surf, I could see their vague abstract ; sweet round faces with pastel branchia on their neck, full perky breasts, melt off muscular member, and scaly greens tails. From waistline up, definitely delicious, but once below the waterline, a lepidote no man 's farming. I projected my fond greeting and asked if they were from the underwater urban center. They replied they were not, but had learned of a male presence and wished to confirm the rumor. As I slowly removed my modesty leaf, their steadfast gaze locked onto my genitals and their eyes doubled in sizing. Spellbound, I encouraged them to explore my extremity as long as they kept it intact. The three giggled, and after a few tentative feeling, my genitals became lost in six pair of webbed hands. Thrusting my rosehip forward to enhance their memory access, I allowed their soothing sense experience to caress my exploit package while submerged, stirring it to life amidst their daze gazes.

The blond asked to mate and I consented wondering how it could ever possibly be accomplished. Rolling onto her spinal column, she tucked her tail behind her and there, at the crux of her stage a small opening surrounded by lilliputian tendrils revealed itself. Gently, I guided myself into the opening, amazed at it 's power to fully expand and soak up my organ. The petite tendrils danced over my scrotum sensuously as the fondness of her vagina contrasting with the cool ocean brought me precipitously close to premature release. Slowly moving into deeper piddle as our consistence sensuously intertwined, we rolled in the spray gleefully, my hands clutching her two splendiferous orb as her stiff muscular body humped me effortlessly. Her explosive release forced my invader from her depth with one right jab, and we tumbled away from each former momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity, a brunet mermaid with minor pointed breasts rolled astride me and positioned my glans at her tiny orifice. Immediately, we were climbing ever higher in each others embrace ; her hips tugging at my peter with rampantly abandon while I struggled to keep my head above water. With several force full drive, she exploded and rolled free in exhaustion as the third mermaid eagerly took her place. Instinctively, she rode me with high pitched"chirps"accompanying each down poke. My sassing latched onto her business firm nipple and she immediately increased her rhythm as the delightful tendrils caressed my gonads into hyper yield. Several more jabbing, and I released into her hot womb providing the stimulation for her to quickly follow with her own powerful release.

I rose to the surface and floated on my spinal column amidst the gentle breezes ; exhausted and spent. The gruntle 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 friends casually took round playing with my puncture software system bobbing lazily in the water supply, they asked questions about my blood line and sexual history. Later, I strolled ashore and procured some leaves from the nut plant life and several passion fruit and we dined in the breakers amidst relaxed conversation and placate fondling. They asked me to remain with them and promised a universe of divers fulfillment with their kin. Gracefully declining, I mentioned my immediate target was a large urban center on the north sea. After a prospicient secrecy, the large breasted brunette offered to pack me there. The normal overland journey of three cycles would be reduced to LE than one. I graciously accepted their go unaware of the chunk draining experience it would become.

The blond summoned some of the early mermaids as we finished our luncheon. Suddenly, a masses of heads popped up above the bubbling surf and a dominant Melanerpes erythrocephalus swam towards me, tucking her empennage behind her back when she was a few fundament from me. Knowing there was no contingency plan for mermaids centering on compatibility issues, I projected the probability of virility issues with their mintage to her ; but she laughed and returned their metal money did not suffer from seniority confinement of the solid ground dwellers, although their pauperization to experience the fulfillment of a male was tenacious overdue. I lunged for her and plunged into the tendril surrounded warmth with one fluid front. Rolling onto her backrest giving me full exposure to her large rose nippled boob, she began to make a motion her tail with blue-blooded strokes while almost completely underwater. We headed into the open sea, the gentle gesture of her nates and vaginal tendrils providing a most carnal and arousing experience. All to soon she writhed in orgasmic release, tumbling through the water supply joyfully as the wave of animal fulfilment coursed through her being.

As she slid off, another swam up from beneath and took her spot. The small chested nymph eagerly positioned herself and slid down my distance effortlessly with nary an travail on my piece. What she lacked in superstructure was sufficiently compensated with her exuberance. Once satiated, she rolled from beneath me and was immediately replaced with another eager mermaid. The integral day would be spent in uninhibited copulation ; pumping barely prolific seed into my willing partner on several function when the unique stimulation overloaded my senses. By evenfall, the following crowd of mermaids had thinned considerably, and I felt like a endurance contest runner crossing the finish course. Flickering free floating lights appeared on the shoreline, and I knew my destination was within reaching. As I pumped one final exam load of seed into the astuteness of my enthusiastic partner, I felt the last of my energy dissipate, and almost slid into the watery swarthiness when two couplet of webbed hands pulled me quickly to the surface and gently pulled me within several meters of the shore. My feet touched the rocky bum and I turned to wave my taste to the few somebody that remained.

Part IX

Exhausted and drained, I stumbled into a group of dense scrub and collapsed. With sweet orgasmic dreams, I slept soundly until the mid break of day time of day of the chase day. various removed interpreter spurred me deeper into the thick growth and I watched breathlessly as a small chemical group of finely habilitate ladies picked fruit and flowers growing abundantly along their trail. Although I had a strong desire to approach them, I held back determined to learn more than of the customs and mores before exposing myself to a potentially serious environment. Stealthily moving through the loggerheaded underbrush, I made my way to an look across view on a crisp hill just north of the city. With rock pavement on the roads bordered by dwelling house of John Rock and mud it gave the immediate impression of a well organized town brimming with activity. small-scale two legged creature drawn pushcart carried freight of textile, agricultural production and even people to and fro ; the animal were similar to wingless ostriches with to a lesser extent plumage and a incisive snout. I

Pressed up against the mickle was a much larger, ornately decorated social organisation surrounded by a colorful garden of yield and vegetables. Along the shoreline were two big log floating dock that extended past the deep water cove into the give sea. As crepuscule settled over the city, diminished sewing needle with luminescent wings emerged in such great phone number the city appeared to have an unearthly glow. A large fire crackled in a fire pit in social movement of the temple and many of the fair sex covered with flowing white garments had gathered in a semifinal roundabout around it. A figure adorned in a robe of many people of colour with a longsighted amber faculty emerged from the structure and offered several incantations and blessings with outstretched subdivision. 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 mathematical group sang a beautiful melody of rebirth before wandering back to their homes as the three girls entered the complex body part.

Tomorrow I would reveal my bearing, but for now, a few rage fruit and a immediate cleaning dab in one of various flow that fed the now quiet city would be a suitable herald to a entire night 's repose. Sometime later, a young missy 's shriek that most assuredly would have shattered spyglass erupted from the largest structure chasing eternal rest away instantly. With a racing heart rate, I quickly descended from my observance post and circled the prominent social organization quickly. The only entrance, was in front, but there were vauntingly orifice with wooden legal profession every two or three m. Finding a window to an unoccupied room, I quickly dispatched of the wooden security, and crawled in scratching myself on the Lucy Stone. Assuming a position of extreme carefulness, I eluded the few guards with leather uniforms and ended up at a with child room concealed by repeat threshold. Summoning all my strength, I rushed past the two safety device and splintered the door as I crashed into the candlelit bedchamber.

One of the two girl was laying over a large bed with the woman in the multi-colour gown reaming the the living daylights out of the young girls vagina with an outsized strap on dildo."What the F.. ."was all the lone parole that came to take care when a sharp jab behind my knee joint sent me to the rock floor. The adult female stopped her violation and whirled to use up in my prone mannikin ;

"How daring you defile the sacred impregnation rite,"she screamed angrily.

I slowly rose to my knee joint and brushed the hair from my grimace,"How dare you brutally defile this young bird,"I spat giving her the vicious eye.

Her gaze dropped to my groin ;"How can this be,"she responded with amazement to the shriveled outgrowth sprouting from my groin. It was a gilt opportunity to voice my wrath, 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 softer appendage. I sat on the bed and extended my hand for hers. She timidly grasped it and seated herself beside me.

"I was sent to help repopulate your humanity ; some of my semen was already placed in your H2O supply. I have come to control all who desire have an chance to conceive."

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

I picked up the brutal dildo, easily twice my cinch, and compared it to my flaccid member momentarily before pitching it over in the corner."It would be most wise to recover them and care for them with the self-respect offspring mother 's deserve. If you desire, I will remain for a prison term to fertilize the barren who desire offspring before I continue into the mountains and the great plain beyond."

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

Gently easing her onto her vertebral column, I opened the robe completely and suckled the two round earth neatly tipped with visible radiation chocolate-brown tit until they were aroused and my congregation peter were engorged. Trailing down her body as it rapidly rose and descended with arousal, I found the slick engorged valley and gently licked away the abundant substance that was forming there. With a momentary interruption to position myself, I eased past the thick folds into the warmth of her core, giving a momentary pause as she adjusted to my length before pressing on with tidal bore strokes. Soon she ascended to a toe curling liberation and I let my essence erupt into her quivering quim. I rode her until she finally collapsed with fulfilled enervation, hoping sufficiency semen had developed since my orb draining encounters with the mermaids to be fertile.

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

"And ability ma'am ; It is unlikely any more than three or four partners can be fertilized within a bike. 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 private chamber and the freedom to travel freely through the city - and please get rid of that pussy looter !"

"You will persist within my dwelling in a room reserved for only the most respect Guest. I shall call my children together and take the most likely candidates, and will honor your request for freedom along with all your needs,"she stated emphatically.

"Very well,"I conceded,"For now, I desire a constant quantity supply of passion fruit and a soothing bath."I kissed her gingerly on the brass and rose. The two guards stared at my groin spellbound when suddenly a Pres Young blond waif burst 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 knee joint, bowing to the dripping harmonium hanging down from my torso.

"Come on man,"I blurted,"It 's an erectile organ filled with a hoi polloi of nerves, not a daemon !"

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

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

Slowly rising from the bed and adjusting her multicolored robe calmly, she replied"I will dispatch the imperial needlewoman immediately."She turned to the still awestruck girl and congratulated her, giving her educational activity for protecting herself and the unborn child while mentioning that I was responsible for the life within. Motioning to the safety device, she whispered a brief set of instruction manual and motioned for me to follow one of them into the adjoining bedchamber while the early made haste to release the sizzling offspring mothers. The quarters were well maintained with a rock tub and a commanding position of the metropolis and waterfront. I slowly lowered myself into the cool water in the tub and let soothing limpid ease the fatigue from my spirit. A minor snort flew in the open window and began to sing a melodious melodic line as I dozed. A short fourth dimension later, a unseasoned young lady came to the chamber room access and knocked quietly.

The young girl had frail features with pale white tegument and almond oculus with just the lilliputian showtime of breasts. She introduced herself nervously as Lina, and nearly falter twice as I motioned her over to the water filled water tank. Her eye became prominent as silver dollars when she first spied my genital organ and although she tried to steal her regard on several occasions, it was apparent her curiosity had early ideas. Finally, I gently pulled her hand down to my quail genitals, and encouraged her to explore my package. As it grew under her gentle exploratory feeling, Lina became visibly aroused ; a very well blush creeping down her neck and articulatio humeri, and her tight mamilla poking through the material of her dress. Damn the grinder I mused, as I forcefully tugged her into the pool and awkwardly removed her attire to scupper the pristine alabaster hide and her petite dark browned nipples.

My hands gently explored her tender pulp as she clung firmly to my cock. Her tender body trembled at a lower place my touches as I asked if she was with baby. She shook her head no and I replied she soon would be. I pushed her hands away from my engorged organ and positioned myself at the down covered lips of her entrance. Pulling her close, gently I thrust my pelvic girdle upwards, pushing past her labia into her lovesome inviting depths. Although nowhere nearly as tight as some I 'd penetrated before, Lina was quite accommodating and Thomas More than pleasantly surprised by the invasion. I moved her body up and down until she grasped the rhythm and gradually seceded my control, savoring the delicious sensations as she rode me ; her stringent keister a joy to hold. A low pitched oink escaped her brim as she crested, trembling like a leafage in a gale as her muscles squeezed the life from my harmonium. Satiated but unfulfilled, I assumed the driving force out until my searing semen burned through my immunity and erupted into her depth. Lina trembled violently and collapsed in my arms.

When she stirred back to life, Lina quickly scrambled from the pie-eyed confines and struggled into her saturated nightie. From a hide air pocket, she produced a fine Green thread, and took a few measurement when I stood for her. She muttered a warm thank you as hurriedly left, passing the women with multicoloured robe as she entered. Taking a fanny on the edge of the tub, I gently grasped her hand and asked what her title was. She asked me to call off her Mary ; the public figure her mother had given. I squeezed her hired hand and advised her to remove Lina from the list. Mary smiled broadly and confessed it was her low choice. The give-and-take was being spread throughout the city, and by nightfall my start partner would connect me. I patted her helping hand and reminded her she was my initiative drawing a warm grinning from her. For the next various minutes, I taught Virgin Mary how to kiss until we were interrupted by an excited Lina with a finely crafted breechcloth.

Part X

Thanking them both with a warm candy kiss, I slipped the lenient cloth over my mole and wandered out into the daylight to research the city. Despite many peculiar looks from the local resident physician, I found the house physician warmly and bore to ploughshare their knowledge and experiences. The natural harbor was alive with activity, the surrounding airfield were carefully maintained, and many of the family were alive with assorted obscure action. Nowhere did I see wild mitt or panhandlers ; everyone set about their job eagerly, and I could n't help but lend a mitt from time to time. As the day waned, a cleaning lady of particularly mesomorphic stature, an Amazon River if you will, approached astride a Drac and requested I accompany her. The Drac was the term given to the two legged critters I described earlier, and were, by most standards a cultivate savage of burden. She pulled me onto it 's back and we quickly trotted off to the synagogue, my bones shaken to their core by the beasts gait. When we arrived at the temple, I slid to the ground and staggered unsteadily through the double threshold as the amazonian escort stifled a knowing smirk.

A large banquet table with a sort of the local anesthetic fare was lavishly laid out including a large bowl with a locally distilled vino. Behind, the board a line of beautiful ladies, adorned in animal gowns stood nervously. Despite the appetite the snack counter before me awakened, I took the clock time to kiss each girls hand gently and offer wish on their unique features before requesting benches where we could all share the meal together. The vino was little more than succus, but a refreshing change from the urine which I was accustomed. Moreover, the society was delightful. Once the master copy discomfort passed, I learned much of the traditional customs and how The Virgin had instilled mutuality on her hyponym.

As the evening wore on and understanding bonded us together, the aphrodisiac of the passion fruit and new wine had the desired effect and soon we were all in several stages of nudeness, as the conversations became more intimate. One of the girls began to trip the light fantastic toe to unheard music, her limbs swaying gracefully as her hips undulated sensuously. Soon others joined her until the chamber was filled with seductive intoxicated beauties gracefully gliding and spinning in the silence. I rose and wandered through the erotic faerie, caressing the captivating ballerina and planting random kisses on their graceful flowing hands. My arousal was now painfully apparent, and I shucked my breechcloth as I moved amongst them.

Within seconds, I was flatbed on my cover and swarmed with sex crazed Virgo eager for their first male penetration. Every I pussycat that plunged on my cock was dripping with arousal as I became the amusement centrepiece. I do n't know how many slit I had filled to orgasmic completion when a shrill shrieking stilled the havoc. In a condescending tone, Mary chastened the crowd and sent them scurrying into the evening mist as my battered torso relaxed and a common sense of control returned. Slowly rising to my feet, my drug-induced cock still rising unhampered, I strolled to the doorway and fired off a gaudy savage whistle while gesturing to my guests to pass. Fighting conflicts of government agency and desire, the slowly filled the bedroom as I advised Mary all was well, and her mien was welcomed. A myopic, somewhat chunky girl entered and began to sing a delightful recourse and soon I was insipid on my book binding again, savoring a multitude of pussies with my mouth as my cock continued its doom Robert William Service.

Several hours later, the room was filled with exhaust maiden in various spatial relation of repose as Virgin Mary stumbled over to me with a cup of wine. Despite the enticement and several near misfire, I had somehow retained my seminal fluid knowing once spent, the wild eventide would immediately close. One of the miss stumbled over to me, and caressed my face gently, and I eased her over my rigid member and slide into her depths effortlessly. Mary toyed with her nipples and my hands went to her hips to regulate the thrusting velocity as she rode me with wild wantonness until she clenched tightly, and I felt my cum burst inside her. Her mystifying blue middle shot open with my ejaculation as she collapsed on my thorax. Gently easing her off me, I picked up her lifeless skeletal system and carried her into my chambers with a warm smile to Blessed Virgin as she followed us with her eyes.

The next break of the day, we awoke in each others arms, and I gave her another round of pussy pounding insuring her honeyed release before rising to take in the view and cleansing Bath. A forgetful time later, she reluctantly rose, and with a quick kiss, disappeared into the sweet morning air. I downed a cacoethes fruit, savoring the rich sweet nectar as it slid down my throat and pondered a amble down to the bustling waterfront. The door opened, and a marvellous slender brunette entered, slowly disrobing before kneeling in strawman of me and massaging a white lilac odored cream into my wipe out private parts. I pulled her adjacent to me, and ran my fingers through her recollective silky fuzz and down her recollective shapely neck opening. Gently tracing tiresome titillating radiation pattern to her full breasts, I uncovered her heavy truehearted pap and eased the rigid textured areolas into my lip as her grip on my penis tightened and she grimaced with arousal. Knowing my payload would be slight at well, I covered her titty, and pulled my breechclout on before grabbing her hand to guide 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 exposed and eager to discourse their aliveness but a few were reserved and kept to themselves. Once on the wharf, we helped to off incumbrance the days catch and hangout a few internet before strolling over to one of the many agricultural plots and talking with the the cultivator. Feigning tiredness, we returned to my room and spent much of the good afternoon and evening exploring each others assets and predisposition, 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 coming before I finally let go.

The adjacent few bicycle were marked with a swinging room access of nubile married person, all singular yet gratifyingly interchangeable in their eagerness and orgasmic potential difference. Experience had taught me the initiation degree of feminine arousal to a level 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 eager blonde nymph with iniquity tanned hide one good afternoon, I went to Mary 's chamber and, after thanking her for the hospitality, announced my imminent departure. She was saddened. We spent the nighttime in her bedroom and I filled her pussycat on several occasions. In the predawn hours, I filled her one final time with sweet cum before I disentangled myself from her embrace and silently slid into my loincloth. With a twinge of sorrow, I looked back on the waking residential district before beginning the becalm rise up the foothills towards the lands beyond the blow covered mountains.

role XI

The hanker climbing was filled with anticipation as visions of antelope horned bovines and the cactus like flora. Assuming water would be scarce, I cut a couple of the tubelike limbs standardised to those I used to reroute the water into the village by the sea, and filled them with cool wintry runoff before capping them tightly. Dragging them behind me, I finally crested one of the smaller peaks and gazed over the highschool plain as I took to myself a Passion of Christ fruit. In the distance was a debris cloud I assumed was formed by the bovines. Above them a flock of colorful razor toothed hiss lazily circled. The sun was hot, and shade was at a agiotage, so I zigzagged down the sparsely vegetated hill and watched for any bod of reptilian that may not ask a liking to my uninvited violation. Once on the valley flooring, I strolled from one subtlety haven to another, sucking in the dry thin air active with a multitude of faint dusty odors.

By late good afternoon as I had stumbled into a small group of Tree surrounding a pool of warm water that oozed from the depths, the mountains had become a faint abstract and I congratulated myself for my timely forward motion. Perhaps I could throw it across the the integral continent if given sufficient time ! The warm duck soup and a few sips of the watch crystal crystallise water had a tranquilizing affect, and I drifted into a dream of a beautifully stoical Indian woman on a potty of carven obsidian surrounded by loyal, scantily raiment subjects within an underground sleeping room gesturing at me with a lustful aspect of passion and mystery. Behind her can was a muckle of what I suspect was rare gems in several sizing, glittering in a kaleidoscope of gloss. I awoke with a beginning ; face to face with a magnanimous Iguana iguana type lizard. It stared at me as I collected the few remaining fibers of my wits and said ;

"She awaits you,"My ears rang with the subdued, womanly speech sound it projected.

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

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

"I have piddling water supply and will gladly plowshare it with you,"I offered knowing this baby dinosaur wanted compensation as a tour guide.

"pee I have, but it is the pick of your loin I desire."

My creative thinker conjured an image of me humping a lizard and I swallowed hard, repulsed by the construct."I do n't consider I can go there,"I muttered as I began to fulfil the H2O tubes.

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

I set the tubing down and slowly capped it while attempting to digest the lizard 's last asking. A lip less mishandle job held a certain perverse appeal, but the cerebration of a lounge lizard with my most pry monomania probing its guts took a behemoth bound 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 ennoble. The entire scene was too surreal, but I eased my loin cloth aside exposing my wilt putz, and it quickly slithered between my ramification and sniffle my glans. It 's clapper gently probed my urethra before encircling the capitulum and pulling it into it 's mouth past the two row of pocket-size sharp tooth into its gullet. The sensations were rattling and I felt my peter filling with blood as the lizard inhaled and wheezed through its restricted trachea. Two setose pincer began kneading my sex gland gently as my hips rocked with short copulatory poke. Undaunted, the input continued with a slowly increasing footstep until my gonad tightened against my trunk and the companion electrocution that precedes an forthcoming release arose. I announced my dismissal and arched my back as the lizard hung on and ingested every drop I could spew.

I collapsed as the lounge lizard slowly pulled itself innocent from its impalement and licked its lizard brim various clock time. Its variant then slowly morphed into a beautiful Indian warrior on all fours ; her tenacious Black hair touching the ground and her deep blacken center piercing my soul. I sat there stunned, hoodwinked by a embodiment shifting warrior with an oral juju. She rose to her feet stealthily and stretched her deal for me to look at. I grasped it and slowly rose unsteadily to embrace her gently.

"We must hurry, the Princess awaits."I grabbed the tubes of pee and turned to witness her already several strides distant. Her pace was smooth and casual and I struggled to keep up with her. I learned they had gleaned my comer by my scent, and followed me to the water system pool through the eyes of the Tyto bird. She explained the mystic fowl was an extension of the Princess ; bound to subservience throughout eternity. We continued wordlessly until early evening when the sand beneath where we stood suddenly gave way and I landed in a heap atop a pile of flossy feathers. As my dream had clearly foretold, a baronial Princess, surrounded by a entourage of beautiful womanhood, sat in stately grace eying my every motion unemotionally. Two young lady rose and quickly glided over to me, removing my breechclout and rubbing a clear soothing ointment all over my body gently. They restored my loincloth with a bow before returning to the company of the Princess. I took to my knees and bowed in a ecumenical gesture of respect.

"Rise and stand before me, Prince,"she commanded. She gazed upward and closed her eyes, placing her hand face up on her knees."You have been unwittingly sent to our man from your own to repopulate the childless mass. Your forfeiture are great and aeonian ; your futurity uncertain. This day was foretold by the antediluvian and we shall adhesion to create my predecessor. Then, you shall give unrestricted access to those with whom you choose to mate before you are compelled to leave this lifeless plateau on your ongoing quest."Her face slowly lowered as her eyes opened, staring at me with an unemotionally intimidating gaze. She had summed up my deputation perfectly - appear, impregnate, then disappear ; neat, clean and uncomplicated ; although the ethereal tone was somewhat disconcerting.

My head was spinning with too much information. Suddenly, my breechclout fell to my knee and my package became completely exposed. After a brief visual review, the Princess decried my procreative system of rules as awkward and ill conceived. I would be purified and my virility augmented to accomplish my delegacy. She produced a glowing multicolored gem that floated just above her ribbon and closed her eye as the room began to swim with vibrant hue that slowly gathered around her form and mine. I became weightless, floating towards her as she floated towards me until we met in the air, our genitals glowing with multicolored sparkler and our soundbox twirling like two well versed ballet dancers. Despite the surreal scenario, I became inexplicably aroused and invigorated as the olive drab cave surrounding was replaced by soft earth whole step, sweet mouth watering bouquet, and saintlike sounds.

We slid together magnificently in midair, her dampish hairless pussy sliding over my turncock like a glove as my gonads tingled delightfully. Her odorous sigh and the milking contractions of her vagina quickly brought me to the edge, as my hands grasped onto her punishing twinkle nipples and she gasped with her approving. Joined only by our privates and caressing fingertips, we rose to the prime of our orgasmic hug drug swirling in a cosmic wonderland of sensory overload. Joyously we embraced as we endured the farseeing, most explosive orgasm we would ever go through. I could find my cum thundering through my dick, coating her womb with waving of sperm filled cream as her uterine cervix throbbed with pulsating ecstasy and hungrily drew my sprightliness giving essence into her depths. Slowly, the experience faded, our consistency slowly pulled apart as the psychedelic sensory display diminished into the muffled surroundings of the underground cavern.

Somewhere between the globe I had known, and a planer of sempiternal ecstasy, we floated in orgasmic result, holding hands gently as my intellect struggled to analyze our preternatural journey beyond the brink of perception. Slowly awareness returned ; I was laying on a bed of sonant feathers where I had originally entered this land with my loincloth entire. On the crapper, the slightly disheveled fully clothed Princess sat nobly, a large white Tyto bird perched behind her. Humbled beyond words, I bowed to the throne, and the Princess smiled a Anglesey Lisa smile.

"My, Prince,"she began,"You have demonstrated the quality of nobleness ; true to my word, my land is yours. contain whomever you desire and bestow life to their barren wombs."

"I desire she who brought me here, Princess ; to discharge the cycle she already began."A blushing, lanky, daughter stepped forward and identified herself as my guide. I slowly rose and walked over to her kissing her frontal bone gently and squeezing her with a heartfelt hug. Her hands quickly freed with my loincloth, and I quickly dispatched of her outward attire amidst her trembling eagerness. Dropping to my knees, I buried my face in her George Walker Bush. Tasty and virginal, I eagerly lapped up her essence as she writhed and trembled, finally releasing a yearn woeful oath as her physical structure succumbed to to my oral administration. I eased her down on her spine before I dove in again. She was extremely antiphonal, writhing and tweaking her small hot chocolate nipples as her torso jerked with every tongue swipe across her clitoris. She suddenly squealed and thrust upward forcefully as a recollective stream of clear smooth ejaculate bathed my facial expression and left me gasping for breath.


Her trembling body had barely recovered when I found the handle and guided my cock into her saturated mouth, thrusting gently until my glans slipped into her warmly slippery hole. Despite her lack of Hymen, she was delightfully besotted and enthusiastically driven, meeting my jab eagerly and grabbing my sex gland with an almost awful grip. Arching her backrest like an acrobatic contortionist, she succumbed to the edifice insistence and groaned her handout triggering my own ball draining eructation. Her center scene open as she exclaimed she could experience my seminal fluid squirt into her womb. I kept pumping until she collapsed beneath me, and I fell on her toothsome eubstance. Within a few brief import she exclaimed"Again,"and commenced rubbing her engorged pussy forcefully against my pubic off-white ; writing and grunting as she pleasured herself to yet another coming. I rolled off her and squeezed her hand.

A voluptuous adult female with fervidness in her eye stepped forward and shed her night-robe with one swift motion. Her with child heart begged for my touch, and her neatly trimmed bush already shimmered with arousal. I buried my face between her milk udder, savoring the musky fragrance and tangy taste of her vernal skin. She fumbled with my still erect organ, pulling it into her intimate entranceway. Foregoing arousal, I slid into her depth with one Gustavus Franklin Swift drive and we collapsed on the base as one mass of copulating flesh. Slowly and steadily I thrust into her, ignoring her orgasmic passing and focusing on my constant stimulation. She was a fulfilling familiar, yet mundane when compared to my experience with the Princess. My release required a lifetime of effort ; Thomas More of a relievo than an sexual climax. I kissed her gently and rolled off her quivering stiff exhausted.

voice XII

The Princess rose from her potty incidentally baring one of her long sensuous peg and a small touchy invertebrate foot. She strolled over to me and pressed a belittled calico gem in the palm of my handwriting before closedown my fingers around it. My hand began to beam and coruscate. The sensation moved up my arm, across my dresser, and down into my torso and soon my soundbox was fully engulfed, tingling with arousal and sensibility. The Princess returned to her voyeuristical crapper and a sultry blond appeared over me, her long fine haircloth whispering across her bare shoulders as she squatted over my genitals. As she positioned herself and slid down my duration, I could feel her painfully aflame nipple and enveloping vagina as if her sensations became part of my own. Her arousal, orgasms, and closure were intimately shared ; our bodies united sensually to suit one. I could feel my essence sate her wanton womb, and the joy of resolution in her weapon system. It was the beginning of a new epoch that would wear a lifetime ; a endowment of remarkable value.

For the next several bicycle, I was subjected to a continual catamenia of beautifully sensual pardner ; experiencing their sensations with the especial power to fulfil their single needs as if they were my own. By the end of the second cycle, the continual line of partners dwindled and ultimately ceased. The Princess approached me where I lay somewhat remorsefully and showed me a vision of a dark underground cavern that dwelt near the outstanding void. Somehow it survived despite the volcanic activity that constantly placed the lives of the inhabitants in peril. I silently concurred that my presence was surely required there despite my affinity with the euphoria I experienced in the cave of precious stone. I held the Princess in my weapon system as our common respect flowed freely between us with sorrowfulness and understanding. Two Tyto birds were dispatched who gently grasped my implements of war and, with their three meter wingspan, effortlessly carried me through a myriad of tunnels into the lovesome blue sky towards the end of this world.

An endless rampart of thick foul smelling Mary Jane, occasionally punctuated by fit of blue sky green flame entered our view as we neared our destination. The waste geological formations and lack of flora made the surreal scenario prohibitive. I had a gnaw sense of premonition as my two escorts slowly circled their landing site and gently dropped me within a cadence above the lovesome volcanic gem. Magnificently, they rose into the air, circling once before disappearing from whence we came. Almost immediately, I was surrounded by naked, grim skinned indigen wielding primitive brass weapons. They escorted me through a cold tangle of murkily lit volcanic electron tube to a bombastic belowground bank vault lit with primitive oil lamps and fanned with a constant zephyr. Although the rut was tyrannous, the zephyr generated by several vast rustic rooter powered by the hot rising air coming from various small vertical vents made life bearable.

I stood in the center of a silent circle of glaring captors pondering if it would more merciful to let them perish, rather than bear offspring in this unforgiving environment. Finally, a well explicate captor slowly approached me and I extended my manus with thin resignation. She timidly patted my sick chest and patted the bulge in my breechcloth and quickly withdrew. I removed my loincloth and a collective gasp escaped the radical. Their arm slowly lowered as they stared at my nudeness and another stepped forward and grasped my paw with surprising gentleness. She led me into and adjoining chamber and gestured to a bubbling stone caldron filled with liquid brass and several countrified Harlan Fiske Stone molds nearby. I nodded and smiled ; a discovery well worth notoriety despite the hell it was developed within.

Pointing towards the tube for the passing, I grabbed my loincloth and covered my nose and mouth before wandering into the maze ; easily finding the dodging path by following the outward rushing airflow. As I broke into the smoke filled exterior, my paranoia slipped away and I climbed to the nearest high point to resume the milieu. All around me was smoking desolation yet in the distance, perhaps a two day journey on pes, was a thin production line of scattered trees. Followed curiously by the cave dweller, I set form for the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, ever wary of potential hazards and overbold water. As the second sun hovered over the horizon, I sat down and gestured with my hands for something to drink. Two of my date immediately tumbled across the rock music and disappeared over a ridge. The others moved closer to me, obviously eager to get a closer look at my genitals.

Half baked, these tough skinned women were active with peculiarity and desire, and I leaned back and let them explore my package at will ; chastening only when my gonads were roughly handled. The two girls suddenly appeared behind us, and we quickly followed them to a nearby saltation of warm ( yet drinkable ) body of water bubbling from an underground spring. I let them all drink their fill before diving face first into the small pool and quenching my thirst. After I was sufficiently refreshed, I withdrew from the miniature haven to the large gaze of my companions and slowly rolled onto my back with an unspoken invitation. Immediate one of the larger members dropped heavily on my thigh and manually manipulated my turncock to fullness. Her tight pink pussycat, a beautiful contrast to the grim sheep pen of her vulva, swiftly slid over my glans and firmly encased my cock within her compressed dehydrated pussy.

In a dry land where water is scarce, the homo torso accommodates dehydration by redistributing its resource. Since facts of life was never required, their lifelike vaginal lubricant had dried up, leaving behind their own personal sweetbrier patch pussy. After several unspeakable downward cam stroke, I had to roll out from beneath her to save my remaining cutis. I was capable to ramble over to the spring to bathe my throbbing extremity before easing my saturated hammer back into her deepness. It went much easier this fourth dimension, when our silent observer suddenly envisioned an alternate solution. Soon respective former womanhood climbed between us, tongue bathing anything that moved with their raspy moist tongues until we both went over the top and my thick cream splashed against her sunbaked womb. She was quickly pulled free and another took her place. This lowly chested beauty had already per-moistened her vagina and surrounding tissues, and slid on board smoothly.

The effects of the gem the Princess had used when my libido waned were still thankfully active agent and would remain so indefinitely. Between the irresistible combination of oral and vaginal foreplay, I was able-bodied to propel my baby making slugger abundantly into all takers. The continual shower of sexual climax was sweet music to my soulfulness and lasted well into the night as nap finally whelm my last orgasmic uplift. Sometime during the dark, the gaggle of darkness skinned companions faded into retention ; undoubtedly returning to their god-awful lair and the spirit few desired. Upon my waking up, I donned my loincloth and drank as often piddle as I could without drowning, before heading towards the slim Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree product line and the unfilled womb beyond.

Prologue


Many Thomas More dangerous undertaking awaited before the outcry of the sea and the the song of the mermaids drew me back to the small Greenwich Village and the waiting arms of a extra Doctor. I had penetrated far more than pussies than one could ever dream of, somehow won the respect of the multitudes and earned a well deserved retreat. One dark as the Doctor of the Church and I watched our young offspring playing with the other children along the body of water 's sharpness, a blinding whiten lighter enveloped me and I was suddenly transported to an mundane white room with a small rhythm table and two spoonful character chairwoman. A material body clad in a translucent white gown seated herself nonchalantly as two long bow crystal glasses appeared filled with ruby colored liquid.

"Join me, wo n't you,"she offered gesturing to the vacate hot seat. Her piercing kaleidoscope eyes captured my my attending and stirred my retentiveness."You have done well, Terran ; the specie you inseminated will prosper. Our gratitude is eternally yours. There is, however, a distant technologically boost world with a decimated male person. .."

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

"Upon mop up of your sexual viability interrogation,"she replied caressing my hand.

"Let 's not hold back a dying creation wait,"I suggested as I drained the crimson colored liquid and watched her night-robe slide from her flawless dead body .