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The Timepiece Traveler

Copyright© 2021 by Meteoguy

Chapter 7

Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Richard's love of antiques has unexpected consequences. This is the start of a series that I anticipate will have many chapters! Comments are appreciated.

Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   mt/mt   Teenagers   Consensual   Romantic   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Humor   Aliens   DoOver   Time Travel   Genie   Cheating   Incest   Brother   Sister   Interracial   Black Male   First   Facial   Massage   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Voyeurism   Big Breasts  

The old house looked the same as I walked up the sidewalk, magically passed through the front door, paused for a moment, wondering what to do next. There were voices coming from the kitchen. I got closer to hear what they were saying.

“Paula, there was a letter in the mail yesterday from the college. Can you please take it over to Richie? I think it’s his grades.”

“I guess I can mom, but why don’t you just phone him and get him to come over here?” she said, with attitude, slumping on one of the island stools.

“The phone hasn’t been installed at his apartment yet. It won’t take long for you to go there and back. Honestly, I don’t know what’s come over you lately.”

Thinking back, I remembered that Paula was a real pain in the butt in her early to mid teens. Mom and her had had a lot of fights about boyfriends, clothes, parties, grades, her messy room etc. Dad wasn’t home much, but when he was, he tried to lay down the law but to no avail. We had been quite close until she was around twelve. Now at fifteen, we didn’t have much to say to each other and when we did it always seemed to end up in heated arguments.

“Okay fine, I’ll do it,” she said, snatching the letter, stomping her feet down the hall, opening the door and slamming it loudly as she exited.

As I followed her down the street, I was thinking that this could be a positive development. I had always wanted to have my own place after starting college. This, my new reality, was a few years earlier than when I’d finally moved out, a couple of months before I’d met Annette in 2009.

After about ten minutes, Paula walked up to an apartment building and was about to press the button to gain access when a guy opened the door and held it for her.

“You don’t look too threatening. I guess I can let you in,” he said, looking her up and down.

I quickly realized that it was more of an ogling. This forty something guy thought my sister was hot! Fuck, I suppose he’s right, as I took a close look at her... short shorts, long and shapely legs, tank top revealing nicely formed boobs, nipples showing through the thin Lycra material. I actually felt a bit of stirring in my groin, as I followed her inside. I have to stop that, I thought, she’s my fucking sister!

She, or should I see we, took the elevator to the third floor and then she knocked on a door, half way down the hallway. There wasn’t any response, even though there were some weird noises coming from inside. After a while, she tried the door and it wasn’t locked. She opened it, calling out “Hey Richie, what’s going on?” No answer.

The noise was coming from the bedroom, clearly audible as we edged into the apartment.

“Harder Richard, go deeper, yeah that’s it! O fuck, how I love your cock!” the high pitched female voice shouted.

Paula was transfixed, a look on her face saying, Okay, what should I do now? Clutching the letter in her hand, she tiptoed to the small kitchen table and set it down. She started to leave but suddenly stopped, turned around and crept towards the partially open bedroom door.

The loud shrieks and grunts of pleasure, as well as a pounding rhythm of creaking bedsprings continued as I followed her. Her expression was changed. It was now pure lust, her tongue out, licking her lips, her fingers tweaking her erect nipples. She pushed the door open to get a better view, being very quiet so it wouldn’t disturb them. Yeah, like there was any danger of that!

Paula was crouched on the floor focusing intently on them as I passed through the wall to get a closer look, wondering if I knew her. It didn’t take long to recognize my teenage heartthrob Leah! Well now I was sure that things had been a lot better for my younger self, after the big game. She was lying on her back, legs spread wide and he was pushing them upward towards her shoulders as he pumped her fast and deep. After all my years of fantasizing what it would be like to fuck her, I just had to see what that would feel like.

After a few moments looking intently and concentrating on my younger self, I took over his thoughts and then suddenly got a rush of sexual passion that rivaled anything I’d ever felt before. I had a good view of her tits bobbing around as I continued to ram my/his cock deep inside her. I bent over so I could lick her nipples while I kept up the frenzied pace.

“Oh fuck, Richard, I’m cumming!” she screamed, writhing around on the bed in a herky-jerky motion.

Getting close to the edge myself, I really wanted to prolong this as long as I could. I backed off just a bit to delay my/our climax.

Hmmmm, I thought, I wonder what Paula is up to.

I gazed to my left and she was still in the same position on the floor. But, what the hell, her shorts were unzipped and her hand was moving up and down. She’s fingering herself! She had a vacant stare, her eyes glazed, as she pleasured herself. Shortly after, she let out a muffled shriek, her hand clamped over her mouth, that Leah didn’t notice. She backed away and seconds later, I heard the door latch click as she left.

I increased the speed of my thrusts, stopped thinking about nuns, and then pulled out, shot a few spurts up over her stomach that almost reaching her tits.

“Richard, that was incredible,” she said, getting up from the bed, grabbing her clothes lying on a chair and heading towards the bathroom to clean up. She turned her head around. “Oh, by the way, you didn’t have to take your cock out. I’m on the pill now.”

I stayed connected but was just along for the ride as Richard got dressed, went into the kitchen, took out a coke from the fridge, sat down at the table and then suddenly noticed the letter.

What the fuck, I was aware of him thinking. How did that get there? Who was here? Shit, was it mom?

After a few minutes, Leah emerged, embraced and kissed him, her tongue fully inserted. Not getting much reaction, she stepped back.

“Richard you seem a bit distracted. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“What’s that?” she said, picking up the letter. “It’s from the college. Aren’t you going to open it?”

“I just got it today, guess I should see what it says, my exam marks I think.”

“Open it, let’s see how you did!”

It was a list of marks - English A+, History of Art, Architecture & Design A, Classic Literature A+, Mathematics A+, Anthropology A GPA 3.9

“Wow, that’s incredible Richard! I had no idea you were taking those subjects. They look pretty tough, and you aced them all! So what is it you want to do for a career?”

“I’m not sure. I love architecture and books, but I also have a strong interest in ancient civilisations. I thought I’d take a general list of subjects, see how it worked out and then specialize next year,” I heard myself saying.

Well this was definitely different. In my former life, I had only taken one year of college, a mix of fairly easy arts and language courses, with no idea of where it was going to lead to.

“That sounds great Richard! You’re fucking awesome in bed and very smart too! Gotta go, see you later at the reunion. Britney is going to be there. Remember how much fun the three us had the last time we got together,” she said, looking at me seductively.

Scanning his brain, I discovered that some of the grads, our closest friends were getting together at a local restaurant for dinner. What the hell does she mean about Britney? I delved deeper into his mental pathways but couldn’t discover what she was alluding to. It really turned me on thinking about what had happened, possibly a threesome!

After she left, I willed younger Richard to peruse his journal over the past three years to get up to speed on his/my life. Of course, it wasn’t all positive, but most of the entries showed that changing the game result was a major turning point in my teen years that built my confidence and self esteem in a major way. I had a lot more friends and social activities. I had just about giving up seeing anything about Britney when I found his entry for June 9th, 2005, six days after grad:

‘Leah asked me if I wanted to go to a dance with her at the community centre. I said sure. We had a lot of fun. Britney was there too and I danced with both of them. It was a great band and we were all feeling pretty good after drinking the spiked punch! When it was over, Leah asked me to walk them home as it was past midnight. After we got there she asked me in. I of course said yes. I asked Leah where her parents were and she said that they were away for the weekend. We sat down on the couch in the downstairs rec room, the girls on either side of me. Britney made the first move. She leaned over and kissed me. I felt a hand on my crotch. I looked down to see Leah pulling down my zipper. “We want to thank you for such a fantastic evening and making sure we got home safe,” Leah said, reaching down and pulling out my cock. It was already very hard in anticipation. They played with me for a while and I thought that might be all we’d do. But they had other plans. They stood up and took off all their clothes and then quickly undressed me. “Lay down on the carpet, Richard,” Leah ordered. She got between my legs and started licking my cock while Britney lowered her pussy onto my mouth and then leaned forward. They took turns sucking me. About twenty seconds later I came! They kept sucking and swallowing until I was finished. I told them I was sorry. “Don’t worry about it, you taste great.” Britney said with smear of cum still showing on her lips. “And the night is young, you’re not going anywhere right?” Leah pulled out the sofa bed and we lay under a blanket, still naked and watched TV. Every ten minutes or so. one or both of them would play with my cock to see if I was ready for more action. After about 45 minutes I was recharged and horny. Leah had a condom ready and put it on me. They took turns riding my cock for about an hour until I finally came again. As I sit back in my room, I’m thinking that I must have dreamt this!’

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