"I have a story that's somewhat related"

"Pageantry and Ceremony by there very nature can add quite a bit of sensation to a sensual activity," quietly remarks a gaunt man idly stoking his goatee. Realizing this casual comment has turned attention towards him, the stranger continued, "perhaps I can provide an example most likely unnecessary yet hopefully entertaining."

Rising to his feet, he introduced himself, "I am Theodore an explorer of some distinction on my world, with a specialization in the advanced mechanisms of the ancient cultures. In point of fact, my peers fear that I will be the first to rediscover a way to the inner earth." He proudly straightens his bow-tie.

"In point of fact, this story I'm about to tell you took place on an expedition with just that goal in mind. I was earnestly traversing the dense jungles of an island that can only be found during a new moon." He mimes the journey with large steps and swings from an invisible machete.

"How I discovered such an island is another tale, but needless to say, I was the first human to set foot on this place in a very long time. I was greedily sketching the strange flora and fungi like I was in a candy shop, making notes of where they grew and what alchemical properties they might poses. I'd also found strange pillars with ancient markings that I followed hoping they were sigh posts, but I was unprepared and indeed utterly surprised for what they would lead me too." Theodore pauses dramatically under the guise of mixing a drink for himself.

"I was taking a rubbing of one of these marking stones when she approached me, a creature of ebony wood with joints seemingly of liquid gold. You can see I'm of above average height, so when I say she was tall, please believe me. I confess that while I had my tape with me, I forgot to take her measurements, but she must have been seven feet at the least. And she had quite a pleasing shape, perfectly mirroring a Venus sculpture with full breasts, and gentle curves. She wore clothing; a simple tube dress had the enviable task of hugging her curves. This garment must have been made for someone shorter as it was thoroughly incapable of covering the woman's league-long legs. I tried to greet her, but the proper words seemed to clog my throat." He takes two sips from his cup.

"She spoke first, saying something to the effect of 'do you understand this language?' in an ancient Rucine dialect. I nodded wary to test my own pronunciation of that tongue. Anyway she introduced herself as Seruh and extended her hand. I touched her fingers in the Rucine greeting of peace and was pleasantly surprised to find her touch warm and welcoming. She expressed to me that she and her people were in need of help and asked if I'd be willing to exert myself as her servant; she explained the labor would leave me temporarily exhausted but that there would be no permanent damage. I agreed; it seemed a decent way to learn more about this strange woman and perhaps her people too. And it wouldn't be too shameful to take a few turns on the crank for the knowledge it could provide."

Theodore sets his drink down and cups his hands behind him before resuming his narration. "Serah guided me deeper into the island's jungle and I carefully probed her for information. She told me she was an artificial being as may have been obvious, but in matters of the ancient civilizations, one should assume only when necessary. She was a guardian of sorts to oversee a process of hibernation and had surfaced to correct a lacking catalyst which is where a was to help. I tried to learn more, but there was only so much I could understand with my limited knowledge of Rucine." Theodore shrugs apologetically.

"Our destination was a pyramidic temple of greenish stone chiselled with micro pathways through which thin streams of purple energy flowed. Upon its sight, my escort informed me that if I wished to enter I must leave my possessions. I set down my pack and begrudgingly left my notebook, but when I took a step to approach, she gently stopped me and repeated her statement. Catching her meaning the second time, a stripped to my skin and was then allowed to walk with her to the temple. It felt strange, for though she wasn't wearing much, I wore nothing at all. Often my instinct requested I cover my nudity with my hands at the very least, yet I ignored it. Her eyes would sometimes linger upon me gazing with a hint of hunger at my presented member, and I didn't want her to think such glances were unwanted." A giddy grin tugs at his lip.

"Before we crossed the threshold into the temple, she stopped me again and plucked a flower emerald in color and with the cup shape of a tulip growing near the entrance. She asked if she could apply it to me, and I agreed. Thus this so finely sculpted woman knelt before me and tenderly wrapped my fertility pair within the flower's pedals, securing it by winding two tendrils around the base of my shaft. I felt a strange pattering of sensations from the applied flora. It seemed to cause a pleasing tingle throughout the entirety of my family purse. The process of erection, which had already been started by previous events, was spurred on greatly by this sensation, and I stepped into the ancient structure at full mast.

"Serah lead me through halls of stone and into a chamber with a raised disk like a round table in its center. She bid me to lie on the table with my limbs spread, which I did. The stone was smooth and cool, a welcome relief from the warm jungle. Quite startlingly, bands sprung up to encircle my wrists and ankles. Seeing my surprise Serah explained I could cease our activity at any time, but I was of a great desire to keep going and expressed as much."

He takes up his drink again and sips at it more. "With a grace I hadn't know artificial life possessed, she snaked her hands behind her back. This gave me a healthy view of her full chest as she arched her spine, but the view got all the better when she undid the first clasp of her dress. Her breasts were quite a sight, perfectly round and tipped with nipples of glittering gold. They jiggled ever so slightly as she continued to unhook the fasteners behind her back. After a moment lengthened by anticipation, her dress fell limp and she flung it aside. I was blessed with the sight of her bare womanhood a thin slit also of gilded lips to welcome me in.

"Without yet touching my eager body she climbed above me, straddling me while on her knees. She spread her tunnel and lowered to my engorged shaft. The feeling as she dipped me into her was intense; inside, it felt soft and flowing like water, yet was firm as it grabbed me and slurped me deeper. The beautiful woman rode me slow at first but sped up as the passion between us grew. Her breasts bounced invitingly above me, begging to be squeezed and massaged, but bound as I was, I was helpless to answer their pleas. Serah eventually sated them herself clasping them in her hands and pinching the nipples; it was quite a sight to behold.

"I tried to match her speed and passion, thrusting in time to her. But if I'm honest with myself, there were times she cared little for my movements and only wanted me for a rod within her. She reached what I suspect were three climaxes. In these instances, she called out, thanking the heavens in her ancient tongue, while her body convulsed. Then a ruby liquid, thin as water slipped from her tender pocked and dripped onto my hips." This memory appears to temporarily distract Theodore; he stares off stroking his beard for a moment.

He brings himself back to task clearing his throat. "My own orgasm arrived soon after her third as my will to continue was overwhelmed by her skilful milking of my cock. I felt myself tighten and bucked as high as my bonds would allow. For a moment, I froze as pleasure coursed me. My seed shot into her. Repeatedly. Spurt after spurt blasted through my shaft. She continued to ride me; her tunnel switched techniques rubbing up my shaft, like a swallowing throat such that not a drop of my gift escaped her. And a released quite an amount. My cock barrage lasted for several minutes. I assumed this was due to the flower applied to my purse earlier, or perhaps a mechanism with in the table, but I was unable to confirm." He shrugs with admittance.

"Regardless of the cause, my ejaculation seemed to bring about a shift. I felt the temple shake as lumbering mechanisms came to life, but I did not see more as the total pleasure I experienced dragged me into oblivion. When I came I was on a soft bed of cool grass, Serah and her temple nowhere to be found. The setting sun told me several hours had passed. A gord with a purplish fruit juice had been left to quench my understandable thirst, and a trail of luminous stones lead me back to my belongings. It took me several days to return to my full strength, during which I continued to explore the island but saw no hint of Serah or her charges. In point of fact, I left with very little answers, yet I had enough questions to form many hypotheses and thereby considered that expedition a success."