The Infinity Linga 3

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

The Infinity Linga 2

The Infinity Linga, Part 2

This is an except from the second installment in this story in the Erotic Sci-Fi Tales of Yore series.

One day, when Rahh-thar and Xøren were out hunting, and Eirissi remained home by herself, composing Lü poetry as was her wont, an old woman came to the gate of their home and desired to use their outdoor shrine to say her prayers to Lord Rahh as it was the hour for worship.

The servants went to ask the permission of Eirissi but were startled to find her not at poetry but working away at a soulful, womanly onanism with her pleasure saber.  Though being used to seeing her and her brothers at such play, the servants knew they should not interrupt.  Eirissi espied them anyway and commanded that they let the woman tramp worship at their garden alter.

She instructed the servants thus, “The great deity, our Lord Rahh, wishes no greater sacrifice to his black hole, then that of sapphism. I shall join the old woman at our temple outside.”

Eirissi’s clitoris dripped with lust and erotic perspiration at the thought of this uninvited guest.  She hoped that the old woman would be horrendous-looking, wrinkled, rickety, and deformed in her old age.  Eirissi had tired of pleasuring her demanding brothers and had bored of seducing the servants of the house.

She saw the old woman prostrated before the family’s alter to Lord Rahh in the garden and placed herself between the tritium idol and the tramp.  Opening her legs and leaning her back against the ground, face tilted away from the woman and cunt facing her, Eirissi ordered the tramp, “Display thy tongue in service, sacrifice, and merit of our darkest most supreme god, Lord Rahh, and lick my cunt till she bleed with pleasure.”

In perfect equanimity, the old woman fell upon the gapping twat and worked Eirissi into a state of ecstatic nirvana at the feet of the idol Lord Rahh.

The sun shone brightly upon their reverence to the deity of the universe’s black hole.  The servants, hiding around the fence of the garden caught the eye of the princess, who smiled at them to join.  The boy servant proceeded to fondle the old woman’s nether regions before ramming his member between her loose labia.  The girl servant devoted her tongue to the pink areole of Eirissi as the old woman tickled the girl’s spring-like pubic hairs.

The boy servant came in the old woman and fell to the side before falling asleep.  The women laughed at the pathetic nature of the race of space men and enjoyed themselves in tripartite lesbian embrace for another half hour.

They went indoors to one of the house’s many pillowed rooms, the silver-eyed princess lounging in one corner, whilst the old woman settled herself in another.

Eirissi looked toward the devout woman and said to her, “My good mother, come near and sit down by me. I am overjoyed at the happiness of having the opportunity of profiting for some moments by the example and conversation of such a person as you, who have taken the right way by dedicating yourself to the service of Lord Rahh. I wish everyone were as wise.”

The devout woman would not sit on sofa, but only next to one.  Eirissi would not let her act like this and took her hand, having the visitor sit next to herself.

The old woman spoke: “Madam, I ought not to have so much respect shown me; but since you command, and are mistress of your own house, I will obey you.”

One of the servants brought in a golden rosé tray, full of cakes and treats and fruits picked from all across the galaxy.

The princess Eirissi took one of cakes and presented it to the old woman, saying, “Eat, good mother, and make choice of what you like best; you had need to eat after coming so far.”

“Madam,” replied the vaster, “I am not used to eat such delicacies, but will not refuse what Lord Rahh has sent me by so liberal a hand as yours.”

Whilst the devout woman ate, Eirissi asked her many questions about the exercise of devotion she practiced to Lord Rahh and how she lived.  Eirissi quickly learnt that the woman had been a lust maiden of a famous fifth-dimensional temple outside the Lücrezian Empire in the two star systems of Himfeltalt.  Now, in advanced age, she was something of a nun, but one who was still active in the ancient space magic so well known in Himfeltalt yet so little practiced, or understood, outside of that quadrant.

“Madam,” answered the old pleasure nun, “I must certainly have very bad taste to disapprove of anything in this, since it is beautiful, regular, and magnificently furnished with exactness and judgment, and all its ornaments adjusted in the best manner. Its situation is an agreeable spot, and no garden can be more delightful; but yet, if you will give me leave to speak my mind freely, I will take the liberty to tell you that this house would be incomparable if it had three things which are wanting to complete it.”

“My good mother,” replied the young Eirissi, “what are those? I entreat you to tell me what they are; I shall spare nothing to get them.”

“Madam,” answered the woman, “the first of these three things is the Infinity Linga, so singular a creature, that it draws round it all the exotic feelings and desires of the neighborhood which come to accompany its erection. The second is the Murmuring Yoni, the pubes of which are so many mouths which form a harmonious concert of different voices and never cease. The third is the Golden Water, a single drop of which being poured into a vessel properly prepared, it increases so as to fill it immediately, and rises up in the middle like a fountain, which continually plays, and yet the basin never overflows... [read more]

Love you as always! 

-Virginia de Sade

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