Bhuddist Do-over
Copyright© 2026 by Duncan Mickloud
Chapter 23: Finally in St. Augustine
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 23: Finally in St. Augustine - A novel-length do-over about a man born in 1955: he lived until 2038. A retired Buddhist monk befriended Mason and caused strange things to happen. Mace died normally, only to wake up at age 13 with all of his old memories. But he's not living his life over. Everything is really different. He's on a parallel planet with a completely different history and bizarre morals. It is the polar opposite of feminism. Succinctly stated: it's a fun romp. 33 chapters. Slow start.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Coercion Consensual Rags To Riches Restart DoOver Time Travel Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Anal Sex Analingus First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Voyeurism Hairy Size Small Breasts
I began a slow in-and-out motion with a pause, with the root of my cock just rubbing her upper labia. I was not in direct contact with her clit. I somehow knew that would be too much. Having cum already once, it was not long before she was humping up at me urgently. She whimpered and cried “oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,” over and over again.
“EEEEeeee, OHhh ... Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...”
I pressed hard against the end of her tunnel and blasted her insides with my sperm. I envisioned them all rushing in to find Rose O’Neil’s egg.
I looked down at her face, and she had tears coming down her cheeks.
As I got her up off the table, I pulled her into my arms.
I whispered into her ear, “My dear Rose, you did climax indeed. It sounded like you had a good one.”
“I did, didn’t I? I will make some lucky man an excellent wife.”
I kissed her cheek lovingly.
I sat her down and removed all the hair from her legs. I ran my hands over them and found she felt very nice. Very nice on young girls.
When she left, Alannah came in and saw my soggy dick.
She chuckled, “How was it, Tiger? Couldn’t keep your hands off the little bitty redhead?”
I said, “No,” as I began wiping the sex smells from my face and crotch. I wiped myself dry and cracked the door to let the odors abate. I redressed as we talked.
I said, “Um, she needed a hymen removal, an inner lips size reduction, and her nipples turned pink. I told her she needed to send me at least one client if I did all that. She also wanted me to ‘put my penis in her’ to test her vagina for orgasms. She tested just fine.”
She said, “Did you cum in her?”
I said, “Is the sky blue on a bright summer day. I warned her, and she said she’d be very happy if she got pregnant. I had her drop an egg before I enjoyed her tight little cunny.”
Alannah said, “As long as she wants it. She is 19, so she’s the adult. You cannot be expected to support her, and I did not hear that you purposely put a baby in her.”
I said, “I also removed the hair from her legs.”
She said, “I never thought of that. It didn’t drain you any?”
I shook my head.
Alannah continued, “I have a few more things for you. Your next appointment is here, ready; actually, the next three are ready and waiting. You didn’t read the advertisement, I guess. You are here only on weekends. Federal law limits you to 20 hours a week. So to the outside world, that is what I put in the Ad.”
She paused. “I bring this up because if you spend an hour on each one, you will make a lot less money, and so will we. We experimented a lot this week, but it would be wiser to limit yourself to hair removal for now. Another issue is that you haven’t been to St. Augustine yet. There may be hidden dangers in going too far.”
I doubted that. My senses told me what was good and what wasn’t.
I said, “Looking back, too much hanky-panky and using magic to fix people’s bodies takes a lot more out of me. I think hair removal alone works for some odd reason, but healing uses more of my personal energy.”
I paused. “OK, should I spend 30 minutes on each client? I may need a sidekick to prep them before they come in here. Have them show me their hairy areas, and I do my depilation thing on them quickly.”
Alannah said, “That is a good idea. Just so you know, the telephone has been ringing off the hook. I may need a separate phone line. From now on, 30 minutes will be the set time. Let me leave so you can get to work.”
Aiyana brought in a woman.
I said, “Hello, I’m Mason Carpenter, and I will take care of your personal hair removal issues today. Please take your clothes off and get on the table. This will be relatively quick and totally painless.”
She said, “I’m Harriet Kirk. I work at the Post. Francis Palmer, my boss, recommended you.”
She was soon naked, and I helped her up on the table. I opened her legs and used both hands to cover the entire area and used “ Tellenia-ha “ to remove her pubes. I used my hands on her armpits and repeated the process. I gave both a good rub-a-dub to make sure I didn’t miss any hairs.
I subliminally used “ Jonyika “ to get her pussy wet and threw in a soft “ Chookxa “ so she would have a quick, comforting climax.
Harriet groaned loudly as she shook for a few minutes, with her eyes closed.
She kissed my cheek and whispered, “So THAT is what one of those feels like. Thank you, dear. I appreciate the freebie.”
As soon as Harriet left, Aiyana brought me another client.
I gave her my spiel about getting naked and on the table. Ida Mitchell is also from the newspaper.
Ida said, “I, uh, I cannot shave or use depilatories. Will that be a problem?”
“No. I won’t be doing either of those. I will use magic to remove your hair, and in almost all cases the hair removal will be permanent. Let me help you up on the table.”
Ida had very thick, dark black bush. I did what I did the last time, used my hands on her hairy pussy to remove that area’s hair, and then did her underarms as well.
Then I checked her and slowly felt her up, then felt her pits, and slid my hands down to her breasts.
She said, “Francis told me you might do a little extra.”
I said, “She did? I can’t do that today unless it’s just hair removal. What I did for Francis took a lot of my energy.
She said, “I have a mustache. For some reason, I can shave it, but in other places I could not shave.”
I saw she had some dark hair on her belly too. I put my finger on her upper lip and my other hand on her tummy and removed the hair. For the hell of it, I touched her legs and removed her leg hair. It was much nicer.
Looking at the clock, I had 5 minutes still, so I gave her a quick Chookxa climax while holding her soft cunny.
My next client was another employee for the Palm Beach Post. Alice Gerard is a tall, slender woman with pale blonde hair, and she’s very well dressed. I gave my opening speech and watched as she took off her clothes.
She stopped and said, “Sir, I feel nervous with you watching.”
I said, “If I joined you in removing my clothes, you would really get nervous then.”
She smiled like I was an idiot.
She said, “What I meant was that you are staring at me.”
I said, “Yes, and in a minute I will be touching your body in very private places. I am looking at the work I need to do.”
Alice said, “Well, uh, Francis told me you did naughty things with her.”
I said, “I had the time when she was here. I handle a new person every 30 minutes. We should get to it.”
When she removed her underwear, I saw she had enough hair on her pussy to hide her cunt. She was really embarrassed that she’d let it go this long. I could braid a dozen little pigtails in that rat’s nest.
I said, “Do you need help getting up on the table?”
“No, I will manage.”
Only she didn’t. She fell to the floor with her legs splayed wide.
“OW! Oh, that hurt bad.”
She was holding her elbow, and it seemed she had broken it badly. I went to her. “Here, let me help you.”
I held her elbow and used “ Salasia “ to warm it and help her relax.
I closed my eyes as I held her elbow and willed it to heal and not hurt any longer.
She looked at me questioningly.
I just smiled in return.
Then I helped her up onto the table and gently laid her down. I scooted her so her legs were dangling and used Tellenia-ha to remove her pussy hair. I said the word aloud in the back of my throat, emphasizing it because I wanted it all gone. I immediately felt her bare vulva.
I peeled back her outer labia, and she tried to close her legs. She is a maiden, still. She has a nice plump mound with all the hair gone.
Alice said, “What are you doing?”
I said, “I am looking at your maidenhead. You are what, 30 years old?”
Alice said, “Uh, a little older than that.”
I said, “Really, it doesn’t look like it. I can remove the maidenhead pain-free, if you would like, but we need to hurry, yes or no?”
Alice said, “Oh, ummmm... - YES!”
“I bent over and stuck my tongue inside her wet, damp slit and concentrated and removed it painlessly.” I felt a little power leave me. It was small by comparison to removing 25 years from a middle-aged woman with a hundred stretch marks.
As she lay there with my tongue still inside her, I used my hands to remove her armpit hair. I checked her armpits for a minute, and then I slid my hands down and grabbed her nipples. I subliminally said “ Chookxa.”
She climaxed, and I held her nipples as she thrashed on the bed, making squeaking noises and panting hard.
Finally, I removed the hair from her legs. She felt baby smooth from the neck down.
I said, “No charge, dear Alice, for the extra.” I wet a washcloth and brought a towel and wiped her vagina and dried it.
I said, “I am sorry, dear; our time is up. Let me help you up. I hate to rush you off, but my boss can be a real meanie if I tick her off.”
I helped her dress. I was headed to the door when Aiyana knocked and came in with another client.
Aiyana, our runner-gofer, said,” Good, your next two clients are Faith and Amy Addington.”
I could tell they were a mother-daughter pair.
I said, “Thank you, Aiyana. I’ll take it from here.”
I said, “Ladies, I hate to ask you to remove your clothes, but I must see the hairy areas. It’s much safer if I am in contact with the area where the hair is located. Who wants to go first?
Faith, the older female, said, “My daughter will go first. I will watch out for any hanky-panky. I never heard of a male Esthetician Specialist before.”
I said, “There are very few of us Esthetician Specialists around. Young miss, if you will discard your clothing, I can get started. You can leave your shoes on.”
She was slow to get naked. I saw why; she is very young, likely younger than me.
I said, “I have not done anyone this young before. If her hair grows back, she will need to come back later for a touch-up. I have no control over that. Some hair may not have manifested yet.”
Her mother harrumphed. “Whatever, if you do me, will I need a touch-up later?”
I said, “I doubt it. Your hair is mature, so removing all the follicles, the roots of the hair, should be final. With Amy, her hair is still coming in. With your daughter, she is still in puberty, and all the hair she would have may not have come in yet.”
Faith said, “OK, well, go ahead. I don’t want her to get ingrown hairs as I did; that is horrible.”
I moved the girl where I wanted and opened her legs. What a cutie. I put my hand on her genitals.
I said aloud, but quietly,” Tellenia-ha.”
I gave it a quick caress. Her peach fuzz was gone. What a sweet feeling, girl.
I said, Ma’am, did you want to feel how smooth it is? It’s quite bare now.”
She said, “No, that’s fine. Amy, get up and get dressed.”
I said, “Wait a moment, I need to do her underarms, don’t I?”
I put my hands on her armpits and said,” Tellenia-ha.” I gave her pits a quick rub, and I helped her sit up so she could get dressed.
“Ma’am, it’s your turn.”
She undressed slowly.
I helped her onto the table. I leaned in and looked more closely. She is a brunette. I couldn’t tell her hair color, as it was light. Amy’s head was an in-between color, somewhere between blonde and brunette. Her hair was darkening as she got older.
Mom has a meaty-looking cunt with 1/4 inch stubble. She has a trail of hairs tapering up to her belly button.
I saw she had a trail of hairs down her crack to her ass as well. I got down and saw hair around her asshole, too.
I said, “Please turn over; I need to see your buttocks.”
I said, “This will take several small treatments, but you will leave with your pesky hair all gone. Can you spread your legs more?”
After she did, I said, “Thank you.”
From behind, I saw she had hair in many odd places. I went from area to area, saying “ Tellenia-ha “ to remove hair from every area below her neck I could see.
I got her to roll onto her back.
The tricky part wasn’t the belly hair. When I got to her cunt, I pulled the outer labia apart and saw ingrown hair inside her vaginal slit. I used one hand to cover her outer lips and laid a finger along her slit.
I said “ Tellenia-ha.”
“OHHH!” What?
I said, “You had hair inside your pussy.”
She said, “How far down does it go?”
I said, ‘I did not go deeper than the outside.’
“Uh, maybe you should go deeper.”
I said, “OK, will do, ma’am.”
I pushed my finger inside her, and when feeling up her, I found she was one of the lucky ones who has a G-spot. I rubbed it, and she soon became agitated and jumpy.
“What are you doing?”
I said, “Looking for hair. I have not found any inside yet. Should I go in deeper?”
She said, “Yes, of course, you must be sure. Please get it all.”
I added a second finger from the other hand, and while tapping her G-spot, I thrust the second finger all the way in. Making sure to bump lightly on her clitoral hood.
I quietly whispered “ Chookxa.”
“EEeeee, eee, eee, eee, what, OHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh, myyy goodness, that feels so good.”
I checked the clock and still had ten minutes left of the hour they’d given me.
I said, “I have more work to do.”
I got rid of all her pussy hair and her armpit hair too. Then I did her leg hair. The daughter has no leg hair as yet.
I said, “Would you like me to check inside for hairs one more time? We still have five minutes to go.”
“Would you be so kind?”
I said, “I would love to.”
I stuck a forefinger in from my left hand and wormed my middle finger in to palpate and tap her G-spot. I didn’t need any magic to get her off this time. She convulsed and whistled through her nose and shook with the need to keep it quiet while still having a good cum.
I got her dressed and gave her and her daughter a sweet French kiss. The Mom wanted lots of tongue. I pushed them out the door, almost laughing.
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