intriguess
sexual catalyst
- Joined
- Sep 3, 2000
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It was time for me to select a partner, lover, fucker, whatever you wish to call it. I was well past the usual age of 18-19 for a first partner, but I had been busy studying and now that I had settled into my position as intergalatic ambassador.
I looked at the applicants, there were so many, men, women, aliens with a mix of body types and parts as well as offers of gifts, slaves, pets for my use. I glanced over them, a non Caladorian partner would undoubtedly be warranted considering my position. I sorted through by experience and ticked off a few that were looking for experienced partners. Then I deleted those that were too far away or unable to travel. Once I had the list trimmed down I looked at the profiles and scheduled meetings
Not that I was looking to have children anytime soon, at 26 I was just hitting my sexual prime and luckily Caladorian woman could breed well into their 50's.
I glanced in the mirror taking a note of my appearance, dark violet eyes marking me as an empath, my skin pale as the Caladorian sun was mild by any standards. I had casual offers for sex, but felt it was unfair as most would assume I had experience befitting my age, figure, and position.
I was 5'2" slightly tall for a Calador, but short compared to most species, full hips, well muscled legs, and breasts most women would envy as they were more than a handful for most species. I let my fingers play with my silky raven violet hair, and wondered if any of them knew anything of Caladorian sexuality.
I looked at the applicants, there were so many, men, women, aliens with a mix of body types and parts as well as offers of gifts, slaves, pets for my use. I glanced over them, a non Caladorian partner would undoubtedly be warranted considering my position. I sorted through by experience and ticked off a few that were looking for experienced partners. Then I deleted those that were too far away or unable to travel. Once I had the list trimmed down I looked at the profiles and scheduled meetings
Not that I was looking to have children anytime soon, at 26 I was just hitting my sexual prime and luckily Caladorian woman could breed well into their 50's.
I glanced in the mirror taking a note of my appearance, dark violet eyes marking me as an empath, my skin pale as the Caladorian sun was mild by any standards. I had casual offers for sex, but felt it was unfair as most would assume I had experience befitting my age, figure, and position.
I was 5'2" slightly tall for a Calador, but short compared to most species, full hips, well muscled legs, and breasts most women would envy as they were more than a handful for most species. I let my fingers play with my silky raven violet hair, and wondered if any of them knew anything of Caladorian sexuality.