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Billy and Wili: Wound Too Tight. 5 in STOPWATCH

Copyright© 2012 by Old Man with a Pen

Chapter 2

Time Travel Sex Story: Chapter 2 - William Sutherland and his twin sister, Wili, are run out of town in 1963 for incest. Tripping, they end up on the Oklahoma, Texas border. Bonnie and Clyde, fleeing from law enforcement, have somehow come to the future. The bank robbers gift the twins with a bag of the loot. There is a broken watch in the bag. Wendytoo and David, the younger, find them hitchhiking in 2001. Oh My...

Caution: This Time Travel Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   Ma/ft   ft/ft   Fa/ft   Consensual   NonConsensual   Coercion   Hypnosis   Drunk/Drugged   Magic   Slavery   Fiction   Science Fiction   Time Travel   Horror   Extra Sensory Perception   Paranormal   non-anthro   Incest   Brother   Sister   Father   Daughter   BDSM   MaleDom   Rough   Torture   Swinging   Gang Bang   Group Sex   Orgy   Harem   Polygamy/Polyamory   Interracial   Black Male   White Male   White Female   Hispanic Male   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Flatulence   Exhibitionism   Needles   Slow   School  

After the pukefest inspired by the blood, brains and over eating, Wili eventually calmed down ... Oh sure, she had the shakes and a car backfiring would have her scrambling for cover. But she had Bill and the Magnificent Seven to keep her company at night and warm in the morning. Eventually, she got over it. The resiliency of youth is wonderful. It took longer for her so rudely stretched pucker to clench.

But Billy in the morning, Billy in the evening, Billy at supper time, tuned her up and kept her happy.

The Trooper chick, she of the "good eye and steady trigger finger" helped them prove the existence of a genuine bag of Bonnie and Clyde's evil doings.

Just the empty two handed canvas Bank bag netted two grand at an Amarillo public auction house. That purchaser took said 'authenticated' bag to the Museum that displayed the bullet riddled death car and sold it for a LOT more.

The bills and change were parceled out to collectors at need.

After her wildly climatic but enormously traumatic 'rear entry, ' Wili decided that the life of a 'flower child' might not be her piece of cake. That sort of thing was normal in the Haight ... or so she'd heard. In the case of ass over teakettle ... she'd have tea ... please. Earl Grey if you have it. Thank you.

Billy, on the other hand, became a devote (sounds like devo-tay. The weird band with the odd hats and cockney for tea.) of deep throats and big wide mouths with the suction of a vacuum pump or a commercial Hoover. His perfect imaginary date had no teeth and no gag reflex ... and that was available at the nursing home ... EWW!

Billy kept the watch.

For several years it resided in his paisley back pack as a reminder of a wild trip (there's that pun, again.) half way across the United States.

Billy mourned the loss of Route 66,,, not that he's be able to tell you anything about it ... except, "Denny's used to have the Best Flags ... now it's Perkins ... and that's not the same!" And he vividly remembered amber waves of grain.

Where Wili was content with Billy ... Billy was not content with Wili ... Wili did not give great head ... Wili gave OK head ... when she gave head ... which was NOWHERE often enough for Bill and too often for Wili.

No, Billy remembered nearly losing this balls to the mighty suction of a certain skinny blond. SHE gave the BEST head ever. Well best as far his experience went ... stories of girls who could suck a golf ball through a hundred feet of water hose couldn't ALL be rumor. Where there's smoke, there's fire ... isn't there?

One fine morning, when Billy was flush, his Timex stopped ... the Jeweler wouldn't even try.

However, he had a fine selection of restored pocket watches. This jeweler wasn't a display case jeweler. He was a genuine watch repairman and them animals are getting rare!

"Could I interest you in a fine pocket watch?"

And Billy recalled the watch in the paisley backpack.

"I've got an old watch, doesn't run ... enormous sentimental value to me. It won't wind."

"I'll look at it for twenty five dollars. If I can't fix it ... Eh." He shrugged his shoulders ... leaving the impression he'd buy it for parts.

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