Again
Copyright© 2007-2022 by Timm
Chapter 7
Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Have you ever wanted to fix a mistake you have made in your life? Perhaps a mistake one of your loved ones made in theirs? Have you ever wondered what would have happened if you had chosen a different path... in your life? your education? job choice? or perhaps a spouse? The question is, would you take the chance? Well I did not get a choice.
Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Heterosexual Science Fiction DoOver Time Travel Sharing Pregnancy
Annette showed up on the first day of school as a new student. Beth introduced herself to Annette and they became friends. It was funny, in a way, because after she did it, I remembered that I’d seen them around together in my first run through life. Annette joined us for lunch almost every day There were days we didn’t have hot lunch. Normally, that was when they served tomato soup or a few other things that were not fit for human consumption.
In fact, Annette became so attached to us, that Beth confessed that she was asking very personal questions about the two of us. Now Annette was not Bi (well, my previous Annette wasn’t, anyway), but she stuck around us like glue. She became affectionate with lots of hugs. Then that jerk tried to horn in. Carl was his name, and he had been her first husband. Annette was a real people pleaser, so she didn’t know how to say no. But Beth and I did and we sent him packing the first chance we could. It was easy. He was only interested in getting laid in the first place. A rumor about her, and a sly reference, and the jerk went off to find greener pastures.
Annette was not happy when she heard she liked girls. So, I asked her to the next dance, and Beth insisted she had better go. She did, much to my mom’s consternation. Mom thought I was dumping Beth. She had no clue as to what Beth and I were up to. Beth was at the dance with a camera in hand. She got lots of nice shots of Annette and me. That wasn’t all she shot, but it was all I was interested in.
Annette seemed confused about the whole thing. I mean, on the one hand, I was with Beth and on the other hand, I was with her. It was time to come clean.
Beth asked that all three of us go out afterward, and we did. At the restaurant, we confessed all to her. She didn’t believe a word of it of course but she couldn’t deny we had become her best friends. I briefly wished that The Three Thieves would intervene again. I guess they decided to be nice because the next day, Beth and I got a call from Annette at three in the morning.
Oh! I might have forgotten to mention that half the time we sleep at my place and the other half we sleep at Beth’s. That night we were at Beth’s house. Mom likes the arrangement because she had her girlfriend over the nights I was gone. My poor mother, still trying to hide her preferences from me. She did a lousy job of it. Then again, she was discreet about it.
Anyways, The Three Thieves did a pickup of Annette, and she was convinced after that. She needed us, and she was coming over, right now. What could we do? We got up and met her out front. She fell into our arms. Seems that she got a glimpse of her life if she didn’t stay with the two of us. It was a lot more intervention than I had hoped for, even if it did leave Annette quite upset over the experience, at least she didn’t take it out on Beth and me.
It was going to be a night to remember for the three of us. We snuck Annette into the house and the bedroom. We talked for over an hour before we started to drift off to sleep. I think I was the first to fall asleep because the two of them took advantage of me in that state.
Not that I was going to complain at all. I had never had a double blowjob in my prior life. I was getting one when I awoke, and it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. They were licking up and down my shaft and seemed to be playing tag with their tongues at the same time. It was a bit overwhelming, and the goop started spurting all too soon. They were both gobbling it up, and then to my surprise, they started to share it with each other.
It turned into the hottest kiss I think I have ever seen. I had recovered enough that I started to rub them both with my hands. Soon they joined their hands with mine and we all became naked.
I managed to be the first one to get my head between Annette’s legs and started kissing her clitoris just the way I knew she liked it best. She went ballistic and was thrashing around uncontrollably. My tongue finally tired and I pulled away. Annette settled down and you could see the sweat sheen on her body from the glow of the streetlight outside the window.
Beth wanted her turn and stuck her face down there next. I laid down next to Annette and massaged her breast as Beth ate her out better than I ever could. Annette had all she could do not to scream. She clutched at Beth’s head pulling it away because she couldn’t take any more.
Beth lay down on the other side of her and started to kiss her some more. Annette turned to me, and I kissed her as well. Then my hand drifted down between her legs and Beth’s mouth settled around her nipple. God, I missed Annette’s nipples, so I took the other one in my mouth as well.
Meanwhile, my hand was rubbing her swollen mound. Annette responded by grasping my cock in her hand. It wasn’t long before I got the message that she was trying to pull me on top of her. I followed along and soon found myself back inside my true first love. I looked down into her face as she smiled at the motion my hips were making. Beth looked up into my eyes and smiled.
Then she switched her mouth from Annette’s nipple to one of mine. It was overwhelming, to say the least. I started pumping for all I was worth. I came so hard I collapsed on top of Annette. I was worried for a moment that I might hurt her. I mean my weight on her that is. Then I remembered that she liked it. We had done that frequently in our prior lives.
I was feeling a bit guilty that I had nothing left for Beth that night. Well, it turned out that Annette was the one to solve that problem. She had tugged Beth’s hips into place over her head and she dug in.
That’s when I remembered that she had once told me she had tried it with a girl once. Did she actually say only once, or was that just my interpretation? She had said it was different with a woman, well that is how she described it. She had left me feeling that it was better with a man, and I never really pried. Beth was a bit louder than normal given we were in her parents’ house. In the end, we were just three hot sweaty bodies lumped together on the bed. Somehow, I was in the middle when I fell asleep.
Beth’s Dad seemed very concerned with Annette being there when we finally got up at noon that Saturday. He didn’t say much and Edith, his wife, kept it that way. I did not know that Beth had told her mother everything about me. In the end, I guess he just accepted the fact that his daughter wanted a man and a woman in her life. He never said anything else on the subject. Not where I could hear him, anyway.
The girls started referring to the three of us as a triad. It was Annette’s idea that we should take photos of our sex play. God, it was a good thing the child porn laws were not in place yet. I was 18, and so was Beth, but Annette was still seventeen and would be until January. We had months before she would be legal to do that.
Annette turned into a quick study, however. She mastered photography like a pro and we bought her an F-2 also. She was getting shots of Beth and me that could win awards in photo magazines. Well, I was sure they would, if we submitted them.
I wanted to be a pro photographer, so I decided a BS in liberal arts was the way to go. Annette followed suit for the degree anyway. She was leaning towards social work of some kind. I remembered that it was a very bad thing for her in the future. Not that being in a triad was going to help her position much. I could just hear the state’s decisions to pull her licenses for lack of good moral character when it came out. It was Beth that convinced her to become a nurse. She wanted Annette to work alongside her in her practice. As I said, Annette was a people pleaser and went along for the ride on that one.
Well all was going well, and Annette’s birthday was approaching, so we planned a very private party at Momma Lois’ restaurant for her. Family only, mainly ours.
That’s when Carl showed his ugly head again and started making trouble at school. It was right after winter break, and he was determined I would give him Annette back. The first thing that started to go around was a rumor that Annette had dumped me because she was unwilling to share with Beth. Then it was Beth that had dumped me rather than share with Annette. Then the two of them had been fighting like cats and dogs. Finally, I had been arrested over summer break for prostitution.
This rumor caused problems for the lawsuit against the school. The lawyer had informed us that it probably wouldn’t be settled until after we graduated. I think that was because it kept the school from acting against Beth and me. After all, any action the school took, could be viewed by a juror as being proof we were harmed by the school. Now how is being raped in the principal’s office, not ‘harmed’? Ok, he didn’t rape me, but he did plead guilty to doing so. It’s not like he wasn’t guilty of the other fourteen rapes.
Carl approached Annette when she was alone and demanded that she go out with him. She said no, of course, but he didn’t like that. So, the day before her birthday, he hit her and gave her a black eye. He then claimed that she had walked into a door. The police were called in when she complained a bit forcefully that he had attacked her. In the end, it was his word against her word and his tale of her running into the door was a good one. After all, he loved her so why would he hit her.
The police decided that they didn’t have a good enough case and left. Annette was now in a bad way because basically the only ones that believed her were Beth and me. Most of the rest of the school believed the two of them were going out. You would think the fact that the three of us hung out all the time would have some effect on them. Well, gossip has a life of its own. People would rather believe the unbelievable than what they can see with their own eyes, as long as it’s “juicy”.
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