A Girl Outta Time (closed)

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Veronica hesitated, stalling a moment by continuing to kiss her fiancée passionately, a touch of that heat feigned. If her weekend had gone as planned, she would already be sound asleep after a couple of hours of sweaty sex with one of the men she was fucking outside of her engagement to Isaac

She didn't cheat on Isaac because he didn't do it for her in bed. He made her cum most nights that they fucked, and after some training he'd learned to drive her to two or three rapid fire orgasms every time he put his mouth to her sensitive pussy.

No, her extra curricular bedroom activities were all about networking. She loved Isaac, and she wanted to spend her life with him. But Veronica also felt the need to be with men of higher and more important social stature than Isaac.

It was the reason she was currently sleeping with an internationally renown photographer who was the center of attention at salons all about Central California and whose show of black and white ghetto photos had been traveling American and European exhibit halls for the past two years; as well as a State Representative who had been a professor in social injustice at UCSB and was now being groomed for a future Governorship.

If she hadn't forgotten the name of Isaac's whatever-it-was and felt guilty for having missed his award she would have added the CEO of the California Branch of Doctors Without Borders to her list of socially acceptables tonight.

But, that hadn't happened, so she stretched her legs out and rolled to her front side before rising to her knees and elbows. She parted her thighs for her fiancée and pulled the pillows closer to her face. She'd learned that Isaac was less likely to question the authenticity of her orgasms if she pressed her face into the pillow, hiding her sometimes less than realistic screams.

 

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He watches her get into position pumping his cock as the dream flashed before his eyes. He idly wondered what Jules was doing now and ignored she was by chance thinking about him. It was stupid given he turned her down but a part of him hoped she would be imagining him. Now that Veronica's face was covered he could certainly imagine her....

He slammed his cock into her and grabbed on to her hips. The narrow ones jutted out in a way that slightly soured the fantasy. He knew Jules was a shapely woman after all.

He pushed that away and began ramming into Veronica. His love making was nothing more than fucking. He was hard and rough his heavy balls slapping against her clit as his hand snaked up her spine and grabbed her neck. He replayed the dream as he pounded her on his cock wondering what kind of sex Jules liked. Hot and sweaty like in his dream? The kind of fucking that filled the room with the smell of sexy and sweat? Or was she a girl that liked a softer touch what most people considered "lovemaking".

 

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Veronica cried out in pain and surprise as Isaac buried his cock inside her after just a moment of playing its big head inside her opening. Her cries continued with each deep thrust but lessened in volume as her inner muscles relaxed. Soon enough, the pain was gone and only pleasure was causing Veronica to cry into the pillow pressed against her face. Her D-cups swung to and from below her as Isaac pulled and pushed her ass opposite to the movements of his own groin.

He was fucking her, not making love to her. That became obvious very quickly. Isaac rarely did that to Veronica, and if he did it was because she'd being feeling a little animalistic. She remembered challenging him once to cum as quickly as he could. This fuck seemed very similar to that one, and without having asked such from him, Veronica found herself wondering what was driving him.

Jules, she thought as Isaac's groin and thighs continued slamming against her. He's fucking that curvy bitch.

Veronica wasn't thinking it now, but later she would find it ironic that she could be so jealous and angry about Isaac only imagining fucking Jules while she herself was actually fucking two, almost three other men. What Veronica was thinking at this moment was the truth, that this wasn't about Isaac pleasing her. And that thought was a downer: she was enjoying the pleasure her fiancée's cock was causing her, but Veronica knew she wouldn't reach climax this night.

She just enjoyed the ride as much as she could until she knew Isaac was about to blow, then gave her best feigned orgasm performance, tensing up and trembling her body while she released some screams into the pillow. After she felt her fiancée settling down from his own climax, she reached and hand back and pulled him with her to the mattress.

"Hold me," she whispered between exaggerated breaths. She moved to her side, pulled the blankets up over them, and asked Isaac to spoon with her. After a long moment, she whispered, "I love you, Isaac."

Veronica was done for the night. She could only hope that Isaac was.

 

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She ended it all to quickly giving off a pitiful excuse of a fake orgasm. Hearing her pretend only brought him down more. This wasn't Jules this was Veronica and Veronica was currently faking a orgasm to try and get out of sex with him.

Luckily he was close enough to finish things off. He came but it was a bitter sweet orgasm that meant nothing to him. He even pulled out! Just to cum on her knowing she would hate it.

Why was e so angry at her? He was the one who was imagining fucking another woman! Yet something about the whole thing put him in a bad mood. Her sudden arrival and insisting he had sex with her bothered him more than he originally thought. Why did she come back? What was the point?

"I'm going to get out for a while" Isaac said sliding out of his bed "stay here if you want"

He went into his closet and quickly pulled on a pair of dark jeans and a t shirt. He ignored her words and protest and hurried out of his small apartment. He breathed in the fresh night time air for a second before moving to his car and backing out of the driveway.

 

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"Don't go, Zac," Veronica pleaded with a sincere tone. "Please, lay with me."

Despite having started this by crawling naked into his bed, Veronica hadn't been disappointed that he'd gotten it over as quickly as he had. But, she'd wanted him to feel as though she was here for him, that she'd cancelled her plans with her mother to be with him in his time of need. She'd failed, and watching him walk out the door caused her eyes to well with tears.

Veronica knew that she was fucking this up, and she knew that she was going to lose him. Oh, sure, she could find another lover with the snap of her fingers. Hell, she had two now. Three, if she made a phone call and caught another flight back to Santa Barbara. And she could easily get one of them to propose to her. Hell, Isaac hadn't truly wanted to marry her, Veronica had always believed. But when she'd made some casual, vague comments about how she needed their relationship to achieve the next level, he'd gone out and bought her a modest diamond and got down onto one knee.

But finding another fiancée was a lot easier than finding another Isaac. He was unique, and her friends liked him, even if he didn't like them. After one particularly obvious flaunting of his intellect to one of her social groups, he'd complained that sometimes he felt like one of the bicycle riding monkeys at the circus. Veronica had done her best to dispel his feelings, but fearful that she hadn't done a good enough job, she'd taken his mind of the earlier evening by going down on him for the first time in their then-7 month old relationship.

I should have blown him first, she thought as she wiped the tears away and crawled out of his bed. She felt something on her back and, reaching back to find his discharge smeared all over her, cringed and cursed him. As much as she hated sucking cock, Veronica would have much rather had his cum on her tongue that her skin. Ick!

She showered, donned a comfortable pair of sweats and deck shoes, and headed for home, knowing she couldn't stay here the night.



Across town, Jules stood on her balcony looking out over the city. Isaac's San Francisco of 2017 looked so much different than her San Francisco of 2107. 2017, 2107, she mused. Coincidence that they are same digits? She didn't believe that. But then, that would imply that her jump back in time had been intentional, and Jules didn't believe that. She and her team hadn't been stealing a time machine: they'd been stealing an anti-matter/matter collision machine that was supposed to revolutionize power creation.

Weren't they?

Maybe they hadn't been told everything. She thought she'd seen the last of need to know secrecy when she'd left Corporate Security Forces. Could her crime boss had been keeping things back, too?

A tone audible only to Jules's brain told her that the body stocking she'd donned before coming out on the balcony had fully recharged her HUD batteries. She activated it with a thought and looked off in the direction of Isaac's house. She couldn't see the house, of course: there was a hill between. But the HUD used her installed memories plus data quickly downloaded from a number of current data bases to create an image that -- if Jules had been able to see through a mile of rock and dirt -- would have been Isaac's house.

Jules didn't understand what her obsession with this man was. She looked over her shoulder at the man in her bed, thinking You can have anyone you want, so, what is it about Isaac? She looked back out onto the city again without knowing the answer. It wasn't just that he'd been the first man she'd met upon coming to this time. After she'd been in his apartment that first time, Jules had felt there was something special about him, some link between them.

Not even realizing that she'd consciously done it, Jules wondered Where are you right now, Isaac Newland? Suddenly, her HUD came alive: a diamond symbol appeared, labeled Target: Isaac Newland; a map of the city much different than the one she'd been seeing earlier displayed a First Person view of the city before her with streets, and a whole array of figured and symbols told Jules that Isaac was out in the city and on the move.

She smiled, looking back at the man in her bed again. In equestrian terminology, Jules had ridden him hard and put him away wet, and he wouldn't be returning to consciousness until well after sunrise. She went back inside, donned some running sweats, and made her way downstairs, intent on finding the man she wished she'd had between her thighs this evening.

 

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He drove without a destination in mind. The blacktop stretched out before him the narrow light of the SUV giving him tunnel vision. His mind was a fragmented mess as he drove cycling through different themes and topics as he tried to figure out what he was doing.

Before HER Isaac thought he has a handle on life. He was trying to start his own tech form and would hopefully get financial backing from Veronica. I he was being honest that was part of the reason why he was marrying her. Using her like she used him. It wasn't but perfect but it was SOMETHING.

Then Jules fell quite literally in his life bringing with her a host of indecision and mystery. Their meeting and then the convention the day before ran through his mind once more. All the little things she's did and said scrutinized as he tried to justify his theory.

There was a lot of evidence to support his theory

He stopped the car and found himself outside of her apartment. He popped the door open and walked out nodding at the sleeping security guard and quickly introducing himself. He was marked at a guest so he let him through without a second thought.

He moved to the elevator and hit the button for her floor. The doors slid open and he strode in waiting as the elevators flided up and reached her floor.

 

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When the elevator doors opened, Isaac found himself staring into Jules's eyes. He looked surprised, but for some reason, she didn't. She just smiled, her HUD having alerted to his approach because of having already been tagged as a person of interest.

"I'm glad to see you," she said as she stepped into the elevator, urging him all the way back to the far wall before she pressed hard against him with both her body and mouth. After a long, passionate kiss, she stepped back, telling him, "We can't go to my apartment. There's a strange man in my bed."

She pressed L on the elevator's control panel, looked to Isaac, and laughed. "Kidding! You're gonna have to learn one day that you can't believe everything I say the first time round. I was going out for a run. I like the city this time of the night, when last call sounds and all the drunks are spilling out onto the sidewalks. It's like going to the circus."

She laughed, moving back against the wall opposite him. She knew that if she moved to him again she'd be undressing him before they got to the lobby. She didn't know that his reason for being out was Veronica, of course, so she asked simply, "Why are you here, Isaac?"

 

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Isaac spent the elevator preparing to tear into her. He carefully worded his speech and double checked himself at least four times in the thirty second elevator ride. He even rehearsed it!

Then she fucked it up

The kiss... the damn kiss! Full of passion and fire just like before. He eagerly responded back his hand snaking into her hair and keeping her her firmly on his lips before she finally pulled away. He panted and watched her go growling as she said something else the changed her story.

"No!" He shouted growling "I'm tired of the lies"

He grabbed her arm and jerked her to a stop.

"You have a man in there don't you?" He said growling and turning to the apartment. He reached the door and turned to her.

"Kick him out" he said "we need to talk...future girl"

 

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Future girl...

Jules's skin crawled with goose bumps. She had meant to eventually tell Isaac all about herself, including the fact that while she appeared to be younger than him at the present, she wouldn't actually be born until he was a very old man or possibly even worm food already.

She wasn't exactly comfortable with bringing Isaac into her apartment while she had a naked man sleeping off a very energetic fuck, but after a moment's hesitation, she turned and unlocked the door.

"Wet bar's over there," she said, pointing one direction, pointing toward the now closed glass door to finish, "Best view in the Bay Area's over there. Gimme a minute."

She passed through the open door of her bedroom, pulled the bedding off her play mate, and slapped him roughly on his bare ass. He jerked awake, rose to his elbows, and asked what was going on.

"My Homeland Security husband wasn't supposed to be back until tomorrow night," she lied convincingly. The man's eyes widened, and he looked toward the door with shock. "Last man he caught in my bed is still at Gitmo, I think."

As the man scrambled to slip into his slacks and bundle the rest of his clothes in his arms, Jules told him to use the door that led from the master bedroom to the fire access hall that ran between the condos. The man escaped, thinking he hadn't been discovered.

"So, what do we need to talk about, Isaac?" Jules asked when she returned to the living area, heading for the wet bar for a badly needed vodka on the rocks. "And what is this about me being a future girl?"

 

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Isaac moved to the wet bar and quickly fixed himself an old fashion. His fathers drink brought back memories that were of some comfort while he listened to the women he has FEELINGS for rouse her sleeping lover. He supposed he couldn't be to upset given an hour ago he came all over his fiancé ass but it still rubbed him the wrong way.

Still made him jealous

"You know what it means" he said turning and lifting the brightly colored drink in his hands. He took a measured sip and brought it down as his eyes regarded her.

"Your from the future" he told her not even accusing her because he was all but sure "I think what you said before was the truth your story. Just like tonight when you claimed to have a man in your bed and then said you were running. I think it was your future technology that found the flaw in my machine not your bull shot google story"

"You can deny it but it's what I believe" he said "I just need to know did you come back for me? Or am I your target"

 

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"Target?" Jules asked with quick surprise. "I don't have a target, Isaac."

She hadn't yet decided whether or not to tell him the truth tonight, but Jules's quick reassurance that she wasn't a threat to him pretty much took care of that. She turned away and began a slow pace about the large condo's living area as she considered what and how to tell him. The time travel part was a given. But, what about her desertion from Corporate Security Forces? Her desertion from their service? The bounty on her head? The death sentence CSF had given her and could legally carry out, despite being a private entity and not a government agency? What about her turn to crime? Her team's many robberies, during one of which she had been somehow transported back in time, to this time, to Isaac's time.

Jules needed more from Isaac before she could give more to him. She activated her HUD, wanting to know whether he was more driven by anger at her lies and omissions or his inherent curiosity in who and what she was. She studied him for a moment and arrived at her answer, but the HUD gave her something else that caused her to suddenly chuckle and blush.

"So, Veronica," Jules began cryptically. "She came home from her mother's house early? What happened? She feel guilty about not being there for your big win?"

Jules's memory implants had registered Veronica in Jules's person of interest list the first time the two of them had met, and during that hug when Jules had been feigning such relief at Isaac's rescue in the park, Veronica's DNA had been scanned and logged. And now, Isaac was wearing his fiancée all over him: saliva on his lips, cheeks, and neck; sweat all up and down his from side from chest to knees; and vaginal fluid on his family jewels and thighs.

"I'll tell you about me and the future, Isaac," Jules said with a tone of challenge, "if you'll tell me why you aren't still in bed with Ronnie, fucking."

Before he could respond, though, Jules added quickly, "But first, why don't you go take a shower. You reek of sex."

She was very near the door to the balcony, so she casually turned, slid the glass aside, and stepped out into the crisp breeze. This isn't how I saw my life unfolding, she thought to herself. Then, with a wide pleased smile, as she scanned the view of a city of possibilities, Jules thought, Oh, this is SO much better.

 

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His eyes widened when she casually mentioned he and Veronica having sex a few hours ago. She claimed he reeled of sex but he didn't smell it. So how did she know?! It could only be future tech!

"Your just proving my point more" he growled moving across the bar and heading towards the shower "I'm not leaving without a answer. That's why I came here for you and for the truth!"

He left her with that as he went to shower. He showered quickly and efficiently washing away any hint of Veronica and cleaning up. Once he was done he stepped out noting with some surprise the big fluffy robe that was left out for him.

He shrugged it on and moved into the bedroom where a waiting surprise caused his eyes to grow wide.

 

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Just as he'd seen her the first time they'd met, Jules was wearing her full CFP uniform. In contrast, though, this time her weapon dangled from her hand, having been located and retrieved from the bushes after she'd left Isaac and Veronica that first night. She displayed it with a twist and turn.

"Non lethal plasma charge, capable of knocking King Kong on his ass," she began explaining. She flipped a switch, then another as she continued, "For those guys you really don't like, 50 caliber ballooning round. Goes in, disintegrates. Cuts you into a million pieces without fear of a through'n'through hitting a bystander in the background. And for those situations where the bad guy's behind bullet proof glass or steel up to half an inch thick, uranium coated two stage explosive shell. First stage blows a hole through, second stage passed through and explodes inside."

She gave the weapon an Old West gunslinger's twirl, and stuffed it skillfully into its holster. Then, smiling, she told him, "And if there are too many King Kongs or guys behind glass..."

Then, with just a thought, Jules disappeared before Isaac's eyes. She moved slowly to her right, then closer toward him as she explained, "PSD, personal stealth device. Recreates a view of what's beyond me and projects it to the front of the suit. Makes me appear invisible."

With another thought, she deactivated the PSD and reappeared, causing Isaac to shift his gaze again. She playfully gave a little ta daaa like pose.

 

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Isaac started open mouth at her his eyes sweeping up and down the suit as she explained the many features of her suit. He tried to make a mental note of what she was saying but the sheer shock of seeing something so futuristic boggled his mind. He sunk down into the bed sitting and starring at it.

"This is amazing" he said softly "I knew it!"

He jumped up a triumphant look on his face. He moved over to her circling her body and eyeing it before coming back in front of her. He stepped forward and gave her a deep kiss one filled with passion before stepping back.

"So the story you said about trying to steal something and being knocked out of time were true!" He said happily "are you going back? Do you have some mission in this time?"

 

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(OOC: I added a paragraph to my last post to make it possible for Isaac to see her again. She was still in stealth mode, and he can't simply touch her in that mode, not that you would have known that. )

(OOC: Also, for the uniform pictures below, use a little imagination to make them fit the situation. Picture her hair as in the second image, and the little details like each picture's location as totally irrelevant. The first picture is her with full body armor; the second is what she considers her actual uniform because it can be worn without the body armor and would not include the weapon; and the third is her kinetic energy body stocking, which you have to imagine does not include the bracelet on her wrist.)


Jules hadn't known how Isaac was going to react. Would he come at it from the point of view of a man to whom a woman had lied and deceived? Or from the point of view of a tech developer who'd been shown something by a time traveler, something that had to have seemed as unimaginable to him as space shuttle to a Neanderthal.

She found herself tickled with the direction. Then, Isaac recalled a portion of her true lie that Jules would have preferred: the robbery that had resulted in her jumping 90 years into the past. She led him into the living room portion of the condo, pointed to the couch and told him to take a seat.

"I'm not a criminal," she told him as she began loosing a variety of fasteners holding her body armor in place. Piece after piece fell away to the floor. Despite the composite material being strong enough to stop a .50 caliber bullet, they hit the tile sounded as light as modern day plastic She continued about her criminality, "Not really, I mean. You have to understand what my time is like. What San Francisco is like in my time. What the United States, what the world is like."

He asked when she came from.

"14 February 2107, Valentines Day of all times," she told him, grinning, still in disbelief herself. "Everything is different in my time. 2107 San Francisco would be as alien to you 2017 San Francisco is to me. Only difference is, I could really come to like living here in this time. You? You'd want to get back here as fucking fast as possible."

The last of her body armor fell away, leaving Jules in her uniform.

"Really, it's the same old story about the rich and powerful becoming richer and more powerful," she explained as she continued to unfasten snaps, buckles, buttons, and zippers. "Corporations bought up every politician. Republican, Democrat, Independent. It didn't matter. Elections became farces. Moot. At some point, the parties began to work with one another to divide power equally. And the money, of course."

Jules sat and squeezed a magnetic fitting at front of her boots, causing them to snap open all the at to her toes. She dropped the boots from her feet, stood, and pressed a finger tip to her uniform's front side magnetic zipper. With her gaze set on Isaac's eyes, she slid the finger down her front side, from clavicles to groin. The front of her uniform opened, and after she pulled it off her shoulders and wiggled it past her hips and off her legs, she stood before Jules in only her body stocking. It fit her like a second skin, revealing and emphasizing every curve. The simple act of being so exposed again before Jules caused her nipples to harden to twice their normal size.

"Kinetic energy conversion suit," she said, striking a pose. She turned, pausing to give him another nice look at her firm ass as she explained, "Converts my body movements into an electrical charge which is transferred to a pair of micro batteries under my skin."

She pointed to her left shoulder and right inner thigh, continuing, "They provide the power to my implants via micro fibers running through forty feet of blood vessels and arteries."

She smiled, knowing he would want to know about the implants. She crossed to a laptop she'd purchased her first day here, tapped a key to bring it out of sleep mode, turned it toward Isaac, and gave her HUD an inaudible command. Suddenly, the view from Jules's own eyes, the view of Isaac sitting on her couch, appeared on the screen.

"You can see by the readings on the sides and across the bottom, measurements of your heart beat, blood pressure, breathing rate, and hormone production," she told him, smiling devilishly, "that you are so fucking hot for me right now that I'd bet money you're going to be naked before I can get this stocking off."

And knowing full well that she had avoided his question about being a criminal, Jules began to shed the stocking and would soon be standing before him in all her naked glory.

 

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She was right

So fucking right

She probably didn't even need the HUD to tell herself that. The arousal and interest was plain as fucking day on the young tech genius face. The entire time she told her tale and stripped isaacs arousal grew. He was practically panting by the time she got to her stockings!

It wasn't just the stripping but the tale she was telling. The simple fact that she was revealing the fact that she wa from the future and telling him about it! He curiosity and questions grew the more she explained. They threatened to spill out of his mouth to wash over her and possibly drown her before awh could answer.

The chance that he would be able to have hot sex with a girl from the future was to much to handle. Who cared that he had a fiancé? He was about to live out every nerds fantasy!

True to her own words he was clad in only his boxers before she even removed her stockings. His tight black boxers showed off his prominently bulge and muscular calves as he starred openly at her.

"Why me?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

 

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"Why you?" Jules asked as she crossed the room to a lamp table, retrieved a paper sack bearing a local pharmacy's logo, and crossed to stand before Isaac. She smiled broadly. "Why not you?"

Jules hadn't chosen Isaac, of course. He'd simply been in the right place at the right time. Or, maybe, she had. She had no reason to believe that there had been anything planned about her transport through time.

"Can we not concern ourselves with such things for the moment?" she asked playfully as she dumped the paper sack, revealing its contents as being three boxes of variously sized condoms onto the bed and giving him a knowing glance with a raised eye brow. "I went with large, larger, and oh my god. Why don't you stand up and lose those."

Jules dropped to her knees before him and waited.

 

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"Sure!" He said to both her comment about her command. He stumbled a bit as he got up his body burning and slightly jerky under his command. He panted ag the image of her kneeling down in front of him and all but ripped his boxers off. He exposed himself to her without a second thought or care for concern.

His impressively long cock popped out and bobbed in front of her Ann incredibly long muscular shaft greeted her. It was capped with a large distinct mushroom head and the skin was tan and supple.

"Fuck I need you" he said panting out softly "please Jules"

 

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Jules urged Isaac back to the bed once he was naked, selected one of what she'd called the oh my god condoms, and ripped open a package. She held the rolled prophylactic at the end of his bulbous head, then tossed it onto the nearby lamp table.

"Just a hair too big," she said, going for one of the larger ones instead. As she removed it, she looked up into Isaac's eyes, explaining about the second rubber, "It won't be long enough, but it'll fit your girth better."

Jules had never been a fan of fat cocks. They stretched her out but did nothing to increase her pleasure. Length, however, like Isaac had, was a big turn on for her. Jules had some very sensitive spots deep inside her, G-spots she thought they'd called them in this time, that only a man of Isaac's length or better could reach.

"Don't try to hold back," she told him as she rose tall on her knees to give her a better position for what was to come. "I don't find manly man delay, ego, a turn on. Cum for me."

Then she did something a female Ménage à trois partner had taught her once. She popped the vanilla flavored condom into her mouth, lowered her head to Isaac's cock, pressed the circle of protection against his end, and -- as her fingers worked his shaft and balls -- unrolled the condom around his length with her tongue and lips.

Soon enough, it was fully extended, and Jules's head was bobbing quickly up and down over his groin. He was too long for her to take fully at this angle, but the five inches or so that were encased in the raincoat were easily moving in and out of her mouth.

 

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Pleasure exploded through his body and his head dropped back. His mouth began slack and his tongue fell out blown away by the pleasures of her skillful mouth. His cock grinned in her mouth pulsating with need and pleasure.

"Fuck fuck" he moaned reaching out and stroking her hair. His balls twitched and pulsated against her chin.

He continue doing to run his hands through her hair. He didn't feel the need to cum not after having had a realease an hour and a half ago. He let Her know that casually as She continued To suck and play with him.

 

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Jules's head continued to bob up and down, taking Isaac's cock in and out of her warm, wet mouth. But just as he knew he wouldn't be quick to orgasm, having just sent a shower of cum all over his fiancée's back an hour earlier, Jules knew it, too, from the earlier HUD announcement that he'd only recently had some more of such fun with Veronica.

She knew she wasn't going to be able to keep this up long enough to make him explode, so Jules stood suddenly, shed her panties, and crawled up into Isaac's lap. As one hand went to the back of his neck for support, the other reached down between their bodies to grasp his long shaft and feed it to her awaiting hole. She pushed forward, and while she was still tight enough to cause his face to show the pleasure of entry, she easily took all of Isaac's above average length deep inside her in one slow but steady intrusion.

Jules had been staring intently into Isaac's eyes but now looked away. She was embarrassed that her own sex of just a couple of hours ago had already stretched her out enough to allow him full and unhindered access. She hesitated, just feeling him deep inside her for a long moment, before looking back into his eyes.

"I'm not usually like this," she asked with a sincere tone, clarifying as she began shifting her lower body to and fro, taking Isaac's shaft in and out of her, "a slut."

 

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"And I'm not usually a cheater" Isaac said shaking his head and chuckling softly.

"So we are both doing things we wouldn't for the other" he said reaching up grabbing her hips and forcing his cock down deeper inside of her.

"So let's just be with each other tonight" he said slapping her ass before bucking his hips against her "I want YOU Jules no one else"

And so he began to push his cock deeper inside of her. He painted as gen worked bouncing her up and down and his warm firm hands kneading and massaging her hips.

 

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You would have thought that after two solid hours of sex with the man whose name she had already forgotten that Jules would have been good for the night. But she could be insatiable at times, and tonight was one of those times. She began riding Isaac like a wild bronco, rocking to and fro with speed, depth, and consistency that she knew would drive her to orgasm in short order.

When she was close to her first explosion, she intertwined her fingers with Isaac's, arched back to look toward the ceiling, and shifted to cause his long cock to touch that spot. The pleasure took a sudden jump in intensity, and a moment later she screamed out toward the heavens. Her body began trembling in ecstasy, her lungs gasping for air as the euphoria took hold of her.

After almost a full minute of being overwhelmed with the greatest of possible pleasures, Jules literally collapsed down onto Isaac's body, drawing a final, deep breath, and expelling it in a gasp of obvious delight. She began laughing.

"My god!" she called out, laying there like a discarded rag doll upon him. After a moment, Jules demanded, "I need to rest. Gimme a minute."

She stretched her legs out behind her, her arms under Isaac's shoulders, her hands up to intertwine her fingers in his hair, and just laid there. Her heart pounded against Isaac's chest while the fluids leaked out of her pussy all about his groin and down between his thighs. She laughed, knowing the mess she was made, and told him, "At least, since its my bed, Ronnie won't come home to find a puddle of me on her mattress."

It probably wasn't an appropriate time to be reminding Isaac that he was a taken man, but she didn't care. At this point, any concerns about infidelity were second to her, a distant follow up to the euphoria he was causing her. Several minutes passed, and her body was almost back to its normal self when she pulled her arms free and sat up to look down into Isaac's eyes.

"Round two," she said with a devilish smirk.

And she went back to riding Isaac hard and fast again. She orgasmed yet again, then a third time. While not as loud and obvious, the intensity was just as deep. Jules wanted more, so much more, but after two hours with John Doe and then another with Isaac, she was nearly tapped out.

"Fuck me," she told him, slipping off body and laying face down next to him. She lifted her ass in the air, but didn't really rise to her hands and knees. She simply didn't have the energy. "Fuck me hard."

She didn't know how long Isaac could last, but Jules wasn't going to quit until he was tapped out.

 

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Isaac wasn't the type of nerd who was forever a virgin. Even before Veronica he had had plenty of sex with other girls. It helped that he kept himself in good shape and knew at least how to act around girls to get them interested.

Jules brought an entire new meaning to the word however.

He didn't know if it was bio engineering, her future suit, or just plain evolution that gave her the insatiability and prowess of a lioness. He only knew two things.

1. She had the stamina of a long distant runner

2. She could fuck any man into submission

She was wild! A hell cat in bed as she rode him so fast her body began to blur. All he could do was hold on for dear life and try and reciprocate as she brought herself to her first orgasm of the night. It didn't take her long to cum either a fact he was thankful for versus Ronnie who damn near needed an hour just to get close. The break they took was mostly him panting and offering soft moans. He didn't have the strength to talk! Not when she rode him like THAT.

Then round two began

Round two was somehow more intense than round one! She seemed possessed with getting as much out of his cock as possible. she rode and bounced on his cock grinding him as deep as possible as she brought herself to a second then third orgasm. The thick smell of their sex filled the room mixed with his own sweat which soaked the bed. Things became almost animalistic as he was reduced to grunting and moaning.

Finally she seemed to slow and moved away. He thought she was done but she surprised him by sticking her ass in the air. At this point his cock was a hard numb piece of meat between his legs having been fucked so hard it seemed to be stuck in hard mode.

He could do something about that though

He got behind her and pushed her head into the smell of their cum and sex. He growled and began to thrust in and out of her hard and faster and with all of his remaining energy. He fucked her for another hour trying in vain to get himself to cum as he pushed himself harder and harder. The bed creaked from his efforts threatening to break.

Then he finally came! Spurting his seed into the condom and adding to the load inside of it. He sighed in relief and toppled to the bed his eyes sliding shut as he reached for her. He pulled her close laying her on his sweaty chest as he began to drift off.