The Erotic Adventures of a Time Traveler Part III
Copyright© 2025 by CindySinful
Chapter 9: The Final Battle
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 9: The Final Battle - Read the exciting conclusion of this trilogy, where Linda, Babe and friends try to save the world from the confused and incompetent Sappers as he attempts to destroy the world!
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Science Fiction Alternate History DoOver Far Past Post Apocalypse Time Travel Anal Sex Double Penetration Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting
Stacy, Gabby, and I had done everything possible from our little island to make it safe up there.
We watched Linda die seven times up there.
Seven times.
Each time, we could go back in time and save her.
But seven times.
Watching the love of your life die from thousands of miles away seven times hurts a lot. It does much mental damage to you.
There were nights when I did not sleep. I would lie in bed and cry.
I was not the only one. I could hear Gabby and Stacy crying in their rooms.
At first, to ease the tension, we would make love. But, after a while, the thought of making love to anyone but Linda grew ... tiresome.
We stopped.
We all still loved each other. But what we were doing was just too difficult.
Still, to go back in time each time to save Stacy, Gabby and Stacy would have to cum while holding me or my hand. Sometimes I might be playing with them.
But it did get more difficult each time.
Fortunately, the accidents were easy to fix, but still painful to watch. A leak or a tear in the habitat or the rover. Running out of air. A rover flipping over on a rock.
And it was not just Linda who we watched die. In total, the girls on the moon died 74 times.
Seventy-four fucking times. We had grown very close to those other girls, very fond of them. We had never met them, but we had talked with them for countless hours. After all of those period repeats, did we go through the same conversations twice? No. We spoke with them to find out more about them.
We found that girls thought they were the only ones working with Sappers. They thought the other seven rockets on the pads contained supplies. All of them felt they were doing this in the name of research.
And still, we watched our friends die 74 times.
You can see why we were tired?
It took much work, but finally, things fell together. All of the work, all of the blood, sweat, and tears finally paid off. I have no idea how much time went by, especially since time was jumping back and forth and all over the place for us.
It had been years since us.
We stayed in shape and worked out ... but it aged us. One day, I found a clump of grey hair coming from my forehead and going behind my ear. At first, I was going to dye it ... but thought better of it.
Linda noticed our aging and questioned us. We provided enough details to let her know that things had not gone quite right a few times, but we were working on it.
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