Bhuddist Do-over
Copyright© 2026 by Duncan Mickloud
Chapter 31: Life Is Like A Melody
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 31: Life Is Like A Melody - 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 was hard, and Melody had taken off her top, and I saw her large rack up close. ‘Mmmm ... she has an awesome pair of slightly soft big tits. She has the same wide, watermelon-pink areolas as Alanna, only one tit size up. Tammy’s areolas are quite similar, but on normal-sized titties. God, all the different titties have me horny.
I leaned forward and took one of Melody’s fat tits into my mouth as I smelled her body and found her to be scrumptious. I was not paying attention, but she’d pushed me over onto my back. Her tit hung in my face with her nipple teasing my lips. I am such a pushover for big, busty blondes. I sucked it in.
She swung her leg over my hips. I had not seen her do anything to remove her skirt, but I felt the heat from a soft, hot pussy as it surrounded me.
Melody sank down fully with a long, loud groan. I felt her golden, very padded fur against me.
She moaned, “UNNNGGGG ... Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it’s been so long - TOO damn long.”
She shifted her hips and moved them in a small circle as she worked me over very well.
Melody grinned down at me, “Are you going to stuff me full of little blonde baby girls, too, Mason?”
I think she was setting the expectation that she wants twin girls.
She is soaking wet inside, and she is making squishy noises as she humps her prominent cunt at me needily. She’s whimpering a steady stream of “eh, eh, eh’s.”
She curled her hips so her cunt really began ramming at me.
“SO GOOD... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... ah ... unnnnnnnnnnn...
Her cunny had tightened up until she could not move. Then her insides fluttered, and her entire body trembled as she collapsed on top of me.
Jeeze, she must have lasted 45 seconds before she blew.
Melody whispered, “Put babies in me, sweetness.”
I sighed as my cum jetted into her. Belly to belly, I ordered an egg to drop. I sensed it was more than one.
Oops. Be careful what you ask for.
Alannah somehow showed up and pushed Melody off. She swooped down on my still firm pecker. She vacuumed it up and slurped and licked me clean as she milked the last dribble of my seed from Junior.
Alannah had deep-throated me!
After the room got quiet, the other females all came in and climbed into bed with us.
There is something to be said for a bed-full of blonde honeys of all ages and sizes; all are naked, soft, and seriously cuddly. I was beat so didn’t even get up to brush my teeth.
I awoke at some point to Tammy suckling at my cock. For once, my morning boner was caused by sexy dreams of a bevy of blondes.
The others woke one by one as Tammy gluck-glucked on me. I know that the magic is making them do this. They need an extra shot of magic in their bellies. Tammy is sucking in a very needy way, eyes closed as she whimpers softly.
June or Julie put a small booby in my mouth. The delicious smell of her teen body and her watermelon colored little nipples got me down in my gonads.
I grunted as Tammy doubled down on getting every drop out of my pecker. The muscles in her throat are doing a number on me.
The others are running their hands all over my body. Alannah Frenched me, and someone was tickling my nuts as I cum hard down Tammy’s talented throat. Her nose made noises as she multi-tasked, suckling my cum and trying to breathe too.
They dragged me into the bathroom. The older women had already sat down on the two commodes. I jumped in the large shower and peed while setting the showerhead to my height. I got turned on when the younger girls and Tammy joined me. They used their soapy hands to wash my body. Their small hands did it. Small delicate touches would drive any man over the abyss.
I found out the twins are June and Julie, 14, but they still have small AA-size cones for boobies, so they look younger. Their pubes are still sparse, which makes them seem really young. Their pubes are sparse enough not to be an issue in the Florida heat.
I had a thought: ‘Oddly, Melody has not asked for me to remove her pubes. She uses a trimmer, so she has a nice, trimmed V-shape down there. Removing pubes is usually the first thing a female wants.’
We dried off and headed downstairs to rustle up some grub.
I was surprised to find two new naked women in the kitchen already. They were wearing skimpy aprons while making our breakfasts. The aprons hid little.
They both had jet-black hair pulled up in buns. That meant they probably weren’t related to the O’Challum sisters and family.
The best part was when one of them bent down to pull the breakfast rolls from the oven. She pulled the rolls out and turned to catch me looking at her, hoo-haw. She smiled as if to say, “Made you look, Sucker.”
After a few sips of my coffee, my stomach let its feelings be known loudly.
One of the black-haired women slapped down a small plate with four slices of egg toast. A quarter stick of butter had to be slathered over my egg toast.
In the close-up, I saw the cook had dark brown areolas.
As the other butter-blondes trooped down to the dining room, food began appearing in front of them too.
I had seven females in the room wrestling with knives and forks, chattering like only a room full of females can. So I dug into my cinnamon-flavored egg toast breakfast so I didn’t have to share. A growing stud needs sustenance to keep his balls going all day.
When we got upstairs, I found that Alannah had bought me a couple of changes of clothes. I was worried about wearing the same clothes two days in a row.
The problem was that she’d bought me tight, thin shorts. Without a speedo, you can distinctly see the shape of my cock and balls. They are very distinctively outlined.
I’m concerned that may cause me issues all day. Besides being blatantly sexual, I knew that the pre-cum from my cock tended to make women go a little cock crazy.
I knew that almost anything would dampen my shorts just enough to send my fuck-me pheromones into the air. Then, trouble was sure to follow.
We arrived at work a little early. Strangely, Alannah didn’t strip for a morning pick-me-up screw. She did take off her top to display her awesome tits. She had me sit on her desk, whereupon she whipped my shorts down and went down on me all the way. She inhaled my cock whole. Gluck - gluck - gluck - gluck, her throat worked at me to get me to cum down her throat.
With her tantalizing tits in my hands, it took only minutes before she was swallowing my magical juice contribution for her baby.
I pulled my pants back up, looked at her, and used Chookxa twice to give her a long climax. I rubbed my middle finger over her inner lips as she continued to quiver. I licked my fingers on my way out. Yummy!
I entered my cubicle, and Sadie’s nostrils widened as she took in my scent. I knew it. I had just a minute, so I grabbed her cunt and used Chookxa to quickly make her cum so we could get some work done today.
I used the sink and a washcloth to remove any remaining smegma from my cock-head.
Sadie came right back holding out a white frock. She skinned my shorts down and used soap and water to really clean Mace Jr. She removed my muscle shirt and put the smock on me.
I said, “Thank you, sweetie.”
She smiled as she removed my clothes to get them washed in the back. In the smock, my testicles and cock are dangling down underneath and feel weird. I went to the front to get my first client.
Pearl Porter says she is 17, but looks younger. It mattered less when we got in the room, and she stripped. She had 1/4 inch of stubble, enough brunette-shaded hair below to be a nuisance. Her armpits were also stubbly.
I lifted her onto the padded table and opened her legs; she tried to close them.
I said, “I have to see all the hair, dear; if I can’t see it, it can’t be removed.”
She nodded dumbly and trembled as she opened up her legs to allow me access to her fuzzy vulva.
I said, “Now, I am going to place my forehead against your Fanny and my hands on your armpits. That way I am making sure the spell goes only there, where it needs to go.”
I caught a good whiff of her virgin scent. “FUCK ME,” I thought. She really smells delightful.
Can I smell female virgins now? This gets weirder as it goes along.
I stuck my tongue right into Pearl.
“UNNNNNnnnnnn ... Oooooooooooooooo...”
With my hands on her armpits, I used Tellenia-ha to pull her hair out. Then I used Chookxa softly to draw out her climax. I had stretched the word out in my head.
She wriggled slightly, trying to pretend this wasn’t affecting her body. A low, quiet whine told me otherwise.
I stood there with my cock pointing up as I looked down at her young, nubile body. She’s quivering and thrashing in her first full climax. I used my hands on her boobs and her now puffy vulva. I really wanted to plug into her fat, juicy snatch. Her cunt is real wet and damn me, but I want her.
I did check everywhere, and she’s hair-free.
She now has my ‘Modified by Mace’ puffy vulva. I knelt back down and licked her for a while, one eye on the wall clock.
I used Chookxa to make her cum again as I thrust my tongue through her tough cherry. She never felt it go. Her hips came up off the table rapidly and hammered her cunny into my face in orgasm. I did go back and lick her again until she was totally and completely wrung out.
Sadie was back grinning crazily. She got the girl dressed and gone. She came back alone. It wasn’t time for the next client yet.
I knew Sadie had caught a whiff of my scent, and it was becoming a big problem for both of us.
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