The Infinity Linga, Part 3
This is an except from the third installment in this story in the Erotic Sci-Fi Tales of Yore series.
Emperor Zaphine was struck with an intense desire by what
Eirissi had told him. Like many people of neon green Lü blood, the Emperor had never
visited Himfeltalt’s solar systems. The erection under the Emperor’s space
robes began to pitch a tent. Unable to hold back the mounting lust agitated by
the sonorous pussy fart melodies of the Murmuring Yoni, Emperor Zaphine
brandished his imperial cock from underneath his robes for the young Eirissi to
see. The royal space penis stood mightily in the cool morning air of planet
Yüfji in his hosts’ garden.
Eirissi, too, became mesmerized by the scene unfolding in
front of her.
But before Eirissi could maneuver herself nearer the
Emperor, so that he may do with her as his imperial prerogative may have
wished, the Emperor shot a load of sticky, Lü cum across the garden. The quif music was so intoxicating
that Emperor Zaphine needed no hand upon his erection to make it explode in
joyful lust.
Eirissi whipped away some of the royal cum that had
spattered her person. She apologized for not being quicker to take care of the
Emperor needs as an acolyte of Lord Rahh. She asked if the Emperor wished to
relax, for he looked dangerously drained of energy now.
“My daughter,” replied Emperor Zaphine, “my fatigue is so
well recompensed by the wonderful things you have shown me, that I do not feel
it in the least. Let me see the Golden Water, for I am impatient to see and
admire afterward the Infinity Linga as well.”
Eirissi brought the Emperor to the brim of the fountain and
let him splash his hands in the Golden Water.
After tasting some of the Golden Water, Emperor Zaphine
commented, “As you tell me, daughter, that this water has no spring or
communication, I conclude that it is foreign, as well as the Murmuring Yoni.”
“Sir,” replied Eirissi, “it is as your majesty conjectures;
and to let you know that this water has no communication with any spring, I
must inform you that the basin is one entire space marble, so that the Golden
Water cannot come in at the sides or underneath. But what your majesty will
think most wonderful is that all this Golden Water proceeded but from one small
flask, emptied into this basin, which increased to the quantity you see, by a
property peculiar to itself, and formed this yellow fountain.”
“Well,” said the Emperor, going from the fountain, “this is
enough for one time. I promise myself the pleasure to come and visit it often
and shower myself with Golden Water; but now let us go and see the Infinity
Linga.”
As they moved toward the shrine to Lord Rahh, the Emperor
perceived a prodigious number of space purÿms, galactic tãlmitters, black-hole
čozhchevites, and interstellar lœwquaks flying about the altar. He asked why so
many rare space birds seemed keen to visit her garden.
“The reason, sir,” answered Erissi, “is because they come
from all parts to accompany the song of the Infinity Linga, which your majesty
may see on the altar to Lord Rahh we are approaching; and if you attend, you
will perceive that his notes are sweeter than those of any of the other space
birds, even sweeter than the majestic pussy farts of the Murmuring Yoni, which
just caused his imperial highness to ejaculate on my face.”
Now in front of Lord Rahh’s shrine, the Infinity Linga
stopped his singing, causing all the other space birds to stop as well.
Eirissi said, “The Emperor is welcome; Lord Rahh prosper him
and prolong his life!”
Emperor bowed and then sat into front of the shrine to Lord
Rahh, upon which the Infinity Linga sat, gazing down with his single one eye
upon the couple.
“Infinity Linga, greatest and most ribald of all the cocks
of the Triangulum Galaxy, I thank you, and am overjoyed to find in you the
sultan and king of these space birds, this Golden Water, and those enchanting
quif-making Murmuring Yoni.”
The special lunch prepared for the Emperor was then brought
out to the garden in from of the altar so that he may enjoy his meal in front
of the Infinity Linga
As soon as Emperor Zaphine saw the dish of sausages, he
could tell that they had been cooked by a professional. They looked highly
appetizing. The Emperor reached out his hand and took one. When he cut it open,
however, he was surprised to see white cum spilling out onto his plate where he
expected to find neon-green blood of the normal space blutwurst.
“What novelty is this?” said the Emperor; “and with what
design were these sausages stuffed thus with pearly white cum, since cum are
not to be eaten without first sucking someone off?”
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Love and love and lusting buggery!
-Virginia de Sade
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