Lost In Time (closed)

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Jonas Davies, 28, 5 foot 9, black hair, worn short. Derssed in a formal suit of the period.

IC
I remember the date so well, it is ingrained upon my memory now. May 17th, 1905.
My father, and his infernal machine. it was in my opinion, all the fault of one Herbert George Wells, and his book about a time machine. My father, a maths professor was enthralled by the story, and then when he heard about the Wright Brothers and thier flying machine, well, there was no stopping him.

He wanted his own time machine!

It sat in the garden shed, well, it was not really a shed, at 20 feet square, but that was where it was, he had been pestering me for weeks to, in his words, "take a trip in my machine Jonas, it is quite safe." I tried to talk him out of it, I tried reasoning with him, nothing worked. According to him he had sent a bowl of fruit into the future, and then brought it back again. Eventually, to keep the peace I gave in.

"I will do as you ask father, but with a proviso, you send me to tomorrow, and bring me straight back here, is that agreeable to you? If not, then I will just go back to the office tomorrow,and that will be that, never ask me again. He agreed, and, like a fool, I allowed myself to be strapped into the seat, for my own safety he said, which did not exactly allay any of my fears.

"I tell you Jonas, it will pass in a moment, when it stops, open the door, and I will not be here, for it will be Monday morning. Then simply, press the return lever, until the bell rings, and you will be returned to me, within seconds."

All that I really expected to happen was nothing, the machine, and I would not move. So I settled into my seat, and I waited, knowing that this farce would soon be over..

First I heard a whirring noise, and it was loud, and getting louder, then the machine began to spin, the belt was cutting into me, and I struggled frantically to free myself, and that was all that I could remember before the explosion, if that is what it was........

I awoke lying on some sand, and face down.
Itwas hot, unusually hot for May in England. I tried to look around, but my vision was a little blurred, I could here a noise, like water splashing. Slowly I got onto my knees, but as I tried to stand, I fell down. I got onto my hands and knees instead, and as my vison cleared, I looked around. I could hear something, someone was shouting, I looked off to my left, there was a figure, running towards me, a young woman, and, she was naked...........
 
23 Madilynn, 36C-28-34 Red hair, Green eyes, Investor

22 Vivian 38D-28-32 Black hair Blue eyes, dancer

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There was something about the two of us. We were the complete Ying Yang of people, yet we complimented each other so well. Where I was the more conservative home body, Vivian was the outgoing partier. It was like any other Saturday in Miami for us. Since I worked in investments, I mainly stayed at home watching the stocks all day. Working Monday through Friday from 4 am til 5pm, by the end of the week I was dead and in desperate need to get out. Vivian on the other hand danced 4 nights a week for 6 hours a night. She is always looking to get out and do something. The scary part of our two jobs, they brought in almost the same amount of money.

Every day had its own ritual, but Saturdays were my favorite days of the week. One, I could sleep in until 9. Secondly, Saturday was our beach day. We always pack a cooler in the morning after breakfast and travel the 15 minutes to the nude beach for some R&R. There was something about having tan lines that disgusted the both of us. Plus in Vivian’s profession it wouldn’t look right when she stripped to nothing. Something I was always jealous of watching her do.

Going to throw some of our trash away, I had noticed a guy lying on the beach. Since he was fully clothed, I knew something must have been wrong. No one know *on this beach ever wears clothes. Running towards him, my full breasts bounced up and down. If anyone was watching I would have been embarrassed as it looked like I was trying to be Pamela Anderson on Baywatch. Dropping to my knees where the young man lay, I checked on him.

“Hey you ok man? You look like you just fell from the sky lying here like that. Name is Madilynn. You look lost. Come on let me help you up.”

All I could do is actually get him to sit up in the sand, without falling back over. I knelt before him and checked his eyes and some of his vitals. It was the most I could do from the little first aid class that I had taken a few months ago.

“Well everything sounds like it’s working, but by the looks of it you’re not from around here. Where did you come from?”
 
Oh how I cursed my father, here I was, God knew where? And a naked woman was standing over me.

“Hey you ok man? You look like you just fell from the sky lying here like that. Name is Madilynn. You look lost. Come on let me help you up.”

"Wha...wha...what are you?"

She sat me up, and knelt in the sand, her voluminous breasts almpst taking my eye out. I wondered, was I now in South America? Was she one of those Amazon women I had read about?

“Well everything sounds like it’s working, but by the looks of it you’re not from around here. Where did you come from?”


"I have not come from anywhere, this is England, but you, you have no clothes on!"

I pulled at my jacket, trying to get it off, so that she could cover herself.

"Let me give you my jacket, so you can cover yourself, if one of His Majesty`s Policeman come by, you will go to jail, please, cover yourself. "

I jumped up, holding out my coat, trying to shield her breasts from public view.
 
“I’m Human.” Giving him an odd look with a smart ass answer. I took a step back pushing down the coat.*

“His what?” in complete shock. “I don’t know where you came from sir, but definitely you are not from this century. You are not in England. You’re in Miami, Florida and this is the year 2012. There are no such people as his Majesty policemen. I mean we have police, but they won’t bother us here because we can roam free on this beach.”; Rambling on.

I stifled a laugh when he continued to try to cover my nude body. Grabbing his hand before he did something stupid, I started walking him towards our spot.

“I think you hit your head or something. I have some ice over here. Come on.”

He followed me looking around like a lost puppy. I thought he was kind of cute, but wondered what Vivian would say. Then again, I really wondered who the heck he was when he was saying His Majesty too.

“Hey Viv, looks like I found a puppy. Can I keep him?” laughing at the pun. “This is…ah… What’s your name again?”

Vivian looked at him like he was a freak and ripped me away from his grasp.

"Do you know what you are doing Madi? He could be some serial stalker or killer or something like that."

Grimmacing, I turned around. "You don't know that Viv. Plus I found him on the beach over there all sprawled out. It looked like he was hurt. I was just trying to help."

The both of us looked at him and took caution.
 

"Do you know what you are doing Madi? He could be some serial stalker or killer or something like that."


I had absolutely no idea what a serial stalker was, nor did I care at that moment. Miami? Where on earth was Miami? I looked at both of them, both naked, and acting as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Then my eye sopened wide, and I staggered backwards.

I had looked well, down below, at the one called Maddy or something like that, and she had no hair, down there. I was shocked, my own late wife Mary had a profuse amount. I looked at the other girls body, the one Maddy had called Viv, she did have hair, but only a thin strip.

This was wierd, there were like people from, well, God knows where. I knelt down on the sand, with my head in my hands, and cursed my father to hell and back. With my gaze lowered, I spoke to them once more.

"Ladies, pray forgive me if I do not gaze upon you, but it is unseemly for men or women, to be seen nake d in public, and i personally am extremely embarassed. I beg your forgiveness for this intrusion upon your life.

My name is Jonas, Jonas Davies, and half an hour ago I was in my father`s house in London, sitting in his so called time machine."

I glanced up at them, and they sat there, almost open mouthed as I continued.

"The date is May 17th, in the year 1905, and King George the Fifth is on the throne. That is all I know, my father switched his infernal machine on, it whirred a little, started to spin, and then it exploded, and I, for my sins, ended up here. Can you help me to get back to my home ladies, please?"
 
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Both Vivian and I looked at each other wondering what he was really talking about. When Jonas explained where he was from, Vivian wondered was this guy for real. While I sat there and pondered.

"Well you have the right date, just a few years later. Well centuries later. It's May 17th, 2012. You are in Miami, Florida in the United States. A long way from this place you are talking about. As for getting back you are on your own."; Vivian said smugly.

"Vivian! Jonas, I'm sorry about that and that you are so far away. Who did you say your father was?" asking inquisitively.

I knew that there were some rumors of a time machine that was being tested. Yet the man who did it was thrown into the looney bin and never heard from again. I just had to remember what history book I read it in. That was the only good thing of being home alone while Vivian danced.

Remembering his plea, I wanted to make it easier on him. Let alone, having a man stare at my naked body was odd. Bending down, I picked up my robe and covered myself up. Nudging Vivian, she huffed and did the same.

"I'm going to change since Mr. Weirdo decided to ruin our fun. Are you going to be safe?"

Nodding, I couldn't stop to look at Jonas and how he was dressed. He wouldn't be able to get too far the way he was dressed. Slipping on my clothes under the robe, I started instructing him.

"Listen, I don't know how to get you back. However, I can make it a little easier. Take off some of your clothes. It will make it easier and not make you stand out so much."
 

"Listen, I don't know how to get you back. However, I can make it a little easier. Take off some of your clothes. It will make it easier and not make you stand out so much."


I watched as she wrapped some thin strips around herself, nothing more than handkerchiefs it seemed. Take my clothes off? "But why" I thought to myself, then I looked around this beach in myami or wherever it was. the were naked people lying down, and some playing with a ball/ What a strange place this America was?

"I will take off my coat, and my shirt. But my trousers and longjohns stay on, I am not showing anybody here big Willie, only my wife, God rest her soul, saw him."

I held my coat and shirt, and waited for he rto tell me where to go, this woman who liked to prance around naked, with very little hair. I heard a roaring noise, behind me, getting louder, very loud. Then something flew right over us, like a bird, but it was not a bird, it was metal, with flames leaping from the back.
I threw myself down on the sand, and shouted at her.

"GET DOWN, GET DOWN< SOMETHING IS TRYING TO KILL US!"
 
Vivian looked to me and I looked at her then back to him on the ground. She hit the ground laughing while stifling a laugh myself. It was funny to see someone react to a commercial plane flying over head like that. Jonas face planted himself into the sand as it flew over us.

"Umm... Jonas, that was just a plane darling. It is nothing to worry about. You have a lot to learn about our time. Get up and let's brush you off."

Vivian tried to stop laughing, but instead kept saying "GET DOWN, GET DOWN SOMETHING IS TRYING TO KILL US!" and bust out in more laughter. I felt bad for the guy, but it was kind of funny.

"Viv, let's get our stuff together before we have another... attack and go home. I don't think society is ready for our new friend or vice versa."; slipping on a cover.

Jonas got up and I helped him brush off, then helped Vivian picking up our things. Our time might have been cut short, but we have a new toy to play with. He stood there looking around in shock with other people walking around in the nude. It was like a child on Christmas opening new presents. Viv put her ear phones in and turned on the iPod as we began our journey back to the apartment. Since we didn't live far from the beach, we always walked there and back.

Walking with us, I kept Jonas close just in case he felt the need to do a nose dive into the concrete. There was only so much I could do as a non medic to help him. Plus the thought of him being asked questions of where he was from actually scared me. Everyone filed in to the apartment once the door opened. As a ritual, the television was turned on and the sandy stuff placed into the bathroom.

"Sit there Jonas, we will be right back. Need to get a shower to wash off. Unless you want to join us." Vivian joked.

Throwing a death glare over to her, I tossed our towels and bathing suits into the wash machine.

"What? Don't tell me any man wouldn't like to jump into the shower with two girls." she recited.

"Hand me your clothes too. You got them pretty sandy and they look like they need to be washed." holding out my hand to Jonas. "You can keep your boxers or nickers, whatever you call them, on"
 
I took off my shirt, to try and live up to whatever he rname was expected of me, and I followed the two of them across the beach. Everywhere I looked there were naked nubile woman, all flaunting their bodies for all to see. It was disgusting, but it was also exciting, and I used my jacket and shirt to hide the fact that big willie was very interested. And, there were men too, showing everything, and I do mean EVERYTHING, old Queen Victoria would have had them put in the tower no doubt, and the women too.

Then before I knew it, we were off the sand, and on some kind of pathway. and the strangest thing, there were people here, all virtually naked as well, with wheels on their feet. They came flying past me at all sorts of speed, from all directions, it was indeed frightening. But at least the metal bird with the darts underneath had gone.

We arrived at what they called the apartment, as soon as I entered the room, a picture on the wall started moving, and there were voices coming from it! I stared at it in astonishment, until the other woman spoke to me, breaking the spell that this picture thing had cast over me.


"Sit there Jonas, we will be right back. Need to get a shower to wash off. Unless you want to join us."

Then she was naked again, they both were in fact, I was mesmerised, and totally lost

"What? Don't tell me any man wouldn't like to jump into the shower with two girls."

The other one chimed in

"Hand me your clothes too. You got them pretty sandy and they look like they need to be washed. You can keep your boxers or nickers, whatever you call them, on"

Boxers? Did they have a dog I wondered, and what in Gods name were knickers?

"If you say so ladies, a shower, so it does rain here, that is good, and yes I am a little sandy."

Turning away, I dropped my trousers, and then stepped out of my long johns, I turned back to face them, naked now, with my hands barely covering big willie, I hoped that they would not be too upset if they saw him. My wife was a little frightened on our wedding night, but it all ended well.
 
He turned away from us and stripped. Vivian and both tilted our heads at the well sculptured body that was revealing itself. *When he dropped his pants and long johns, I tried to be nice and look away. However with Vivian smacking my arm, I couldn’t help to look. It was that all forever known smack of “OH MY GOD LOOK AT THAT.” we both did when we wanted the other to look.

“Of course it rains here, this is Miami, we get rain showers every day? What does that have to deal with getting a shower though?”; Vivian asked confused.

Jonas’ hand barely covered his manhood and of course we could see his sack. Amazed, Vivian’s eyes bulged at the site of it. As for myself, I tried to be cordial and not be so obvious in his large endowment. Picking up his clothes, I piled them in the hamper and took them to the laundry room. In the midst of walking back there, my foot met up with Vivian’s ass and a warning glance was given. I didn’t want Vivian to just jump the guy and then leave him. He was too…. How could I say it? Well straight out, He was naïve to today’s standards.

“Viv, go show him the shower and STAY out of it. I will join you in ours in a minute. Let me get the wash started.”

“Come on Jonas. I will show you the shower and wash you up. Clean ALL of your pipes.” Vivian took Jonas by the hand and led him to the bathroom.

When I heard that, I was going to kill her. She would break him and then never look at a woman the same. Quickly throwing the clothes in the washer, I ran to the spare bathroom to see it empty. “She didn’t” I said to myself and then went into our fairly large bathroom. Knowing the contractor to the building actually had the benefits when it was being built. Our master bath had a huge stand up shower and a Jacuzzi tub for two. It was almost the size of the spare bedroom itself.
 
It was very very disconcerting. Not just, if I was to believe these two ladies, that I had been thrust forward over a hundred years.
It was the ladies them selves, both naked, and completely unabashed by their nakedness. Unfortunately, big willie did not have thier self control, he was reacting, and they had noticed. It would have been silly of me to think otherwise, I saw the look that passed between them, and the touches on the arm. I cannot say that I understood it though, big willie was just my wife`s name for him,surely though, all men had the same. Maybe if I had taken more notice on the beach, I could have answered that question.

Anyway, I followed the one known as Viv to this place they called the shower, and it did not escape my attention, how her rear end sort of rolled as she walked, now that was a fine sight, indeed it was. Then we passed through a doorway, into a room with strange looking devices.

There was a large sort of rectangular part, isolated from the rest of the room, and it had glass sides, but there was nothing inside the glass! I did recognise the toilet, although there was no handle, or chain that I could see. Next to the toilet was a device about half as high, shaped like an elongated tea cup, with a shiny piece of metal at one end. "How strange these people are" is what I was thinking. Then there was a bath, well it looked like one, but much grander than my tin bath at home.

Viv then stood next to what looked like a whirlpool, it was circular, and very noisy with bubbles everywhere, I was totally bemused. She stepped into this cauldron, leaving me to wonder if they actually witches. She held out he rhand to me, and being a gentleman, I took it, my other hand in the air to steady myself as I too stepped forward.

This of course meant that I was no longer covering big willie, and he was waving around a lot as I moved. I looked at her, and I was about to apologise, but she was not looking at me, she was smiling, and staring, at my waving flagpole.
Then I heard the other one Madi, approaching, I turned to face her, to speak, but she stopped dead, and just looked at me, and then,at willie.

I began to fear for my safety at that point.
 
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"Come on Jonas. Join me in the jacuzzi it doesn't hurt." Viv called him in.

I froze in my place as I walked into the bathroom and saw Jonas and his "big willie" as he called it. Never have I seen something so large and thick. Jonas wasn't shaved to make it looked larger either. Instantly I was wet with anticipation with the thought of having it drilled into me multiple times.

"Jonas, it's ok. It's just water with air being blown in via jets. See?" trying to speak while my mind was preoccupied with the thoughts of him.

Turning off the jets, I showed him it's just a pool of water. He still stood there kind of amazed. Then it hit me, if he was in the past; this was all new to him. Glancing to Vivian, she looked at me confused.

"Viv, if he is who he says he is and when he is from. He's going to think we are witches. Think about it. He's from the 1900's, we are in 2012. Think from when you were a kid to now how much has been developed. Cell phones, personal computers, iPods.... Now add light bulbs, cars, airplanes. It all makes sense. He thinks we are witches."

She looked bewildered at the thought and then looked at him. "Do you think this is a basin where I will cook your body Jonas? I rather fuck it, but after you shave your bush there."

"VIVIAN!"

"What? It's true. Plus then he can say he at least was fucked in the future." she answered laughing.

The glances between us were just in a little bit of shock. Laughing Vivian didn't believe a word I thought. Then again she thought Jonas was a serial killer too. However, everything I just explained made sense. That was why he was dressed the way he was and why he face planted himself in the sand when the airplane went over him.

"Jonas, This is like a bath from your time. The only difference is this motor that sucks in air from the outside and then blows them out here."; pointing to the holes in the tub. "See? It's not going to cook you. If it was Vivian would be a hamburger now."

She didn't quite like my analogy, but I had to put it in the most basic terms necessary. Hitting the button to turn on the jets again, I stepped in and waved to him to come along. Jonas stood there hesitant watching both Vivian and I in the tub. Her hands caressed my skin and I shifted to lean against her. This was another one of our weekend rituals. To spend time enjoying each other completely. A great stress reliever and it always got her going for the show later tonight.

As Vivian's hands drifted over my chest and her fingers found my nipples, I pointed to the shower. "If you don't want to join us in here Jonas. You are welcome to use the shower. Just hit the button and it will start."
 
I took a look at the tub shaped thing, the water seemed to be boiling, and yet, no steam, "How odd "I thought to myself.

The other woman arrived, and spoke sharply to the one called Viv, who in turn responded. They said something about being witches, and I could believe that, as they indeed spoke in tongues most of the time.

I heard the word fuck, which did indeed dismay me, and when I heard it again I was shocked. No respectable young woman in 1905 would dare to say such a word in public, I had never even used it while having relations with my wife. It was a word only used in working men`s conversations, and by prostitutes in Whitechapel.

Maddy, as I think she was called, then started the water boiling again, and stepped into the cauldron. I could not believe my eyes at what happened next, the other one moved behind her, and then started playing with her breast, Maddy`s breast I mean, she was pulling and twisting a nipple.

Maddy meanwhile, pointed to the empty room, with the glass walls and said.

[color]"If you don't want to join us in here Jonas. You are welcome to use the shower. Just hit the button and it will start." [/color]

Looking around, I saw something that looked like a seat, or stool, and I sat down, and I looked, first at Maddy's breast, then at her hairless mound, and finally at big willie, then I surrendered.

"Yes ladies, I do think that you two are witches, you speak in tongues, now you are standing in boiling water, and you have no pain. You use words that you should not even know, a word that only whores know. You also speak of shaving me. I beg of you ladies, whatever it is that you have brought me here for, please do it. Take what it is that you want, and then please, take me back to the machine. I wont complain, or scream, I just want to go home, and have things as they were this morning, please?"
 
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They both looked at Jonas as he sat on the toilet, then busted out laughing. They both could see he was completely serious. Vivian kept playing with my breasts and whispered in my ear. "I'll break him." I knew she was right because he was rough. Though me getting a crack at Jonas first, I might break him myself.

"Jonas, stand up and walk forward. Stick your hand in the tub. This is not some witches cauldron. This is a tub with bubbles. And I hate to break it to you. However when I found you, there was no time machine. I think you are stuck here with us."

Jonas was disappointed at the thought of not going home. There was no way he would ever see his father or wife's grave again. Pissed at his father for placing him in the contraption, he stood up. I got out and didn't take his hand, but by his cock. Guiding him to the tub, I stepped back in and pulled him a little more. His protests were enough to tell me that he was never handled by a woman like this. Let alone into a tub that had bubbles.

"Come on Jonas. I won't hurt you. Step in." grinning from ear to ear as he stepped into the water after the bubbles were turned off.

"Hmmmm Hey Madi, can we suck his cock for the first time?"

"I think so. But what about the hair Viv?

"Get the scissors. We can clean him up, rinse him off and suck him dry."

They both chuckled at the pun in the statement and kept him calm.

"Sit Jonas on the edge. Madi and I are going to take REAL good care of you."
 
So, the time machine was gone, and as the nake dlady said, I was stuck, with them. I actually had very little choice, if I left thier house, where would I go? I had no clothes, these two well, vixens I suppose, had stolen them. The way that they were touching each other, it was becoming abvious that they had plans for me, well, more for what was now standing proud between us, and I could see no way out of it.

I did as requested, and placed a hand, somewhat tentatively, into the water. It was true, the water was cold, which certainly alleviated some of my fears, until I heard one of them say something about "sucking cock!"

I was astounded, stunned, respectable girls never, never ever would say that in public. Good grief, my own poor late wife had refused to even kiss Big Willie, she would hold him, and stroke sometimes, but suck? Never

The mention of scissors disconcerted me also, but I somehow realised, that, if they were bald down there......


"Sit Jonas on the edge. Madi and I are going to take REAL good care of you."

I sat, feet in the water, and my arms out to the side, like a lamb, ready for the slaughter. Well, looking at Big Willie, not a lamb, more a bull, or a stallion?
 
Vivian turned around and had Jonas move to the side of the wall where he could lean back a little and relax. However I doubted he was going to relax. Jonas’ grip to the side of the tub was straining as I got the scissors. This was one thing that we both enjoyed, washing the men that got to enjoy the both of us. Well mainly Vivian, I only came in occasionally since she would bring them home from the club most of the time. I wasn’t going to get into the scene for that. That was the one difference between Viv and me. Vivian was the outgoing and brings any one home from the bar that she pleased. While she did that, I stayed loyal to one man. That’s when I had one.

Pulling out one of the shaving scissors, I stepped back into the tub. Not really wanting to get any of the long hair into our tub, a towel was tucked under him. Vivian loved when I did this because it could be very erotic if it was done right. Vivian managed to get behind him and leaned him back against her. The tension in his hands were there, but relaxed when she started to massage his shoulders.

“Should we do this in the bed instead of here? He might relax a little more.” I asked her while standing in the water. “We can always come back here to finish.”

Vivian agreed with me and pulled on Jonas’ hand, guiding him out of the tub and into our room.

“Just lay down here big boy. We will take good care of you from here on out.” Vivian purred out.

I stifled a laugh and watched them lay down. She had him lying down on her leg as he protested.

“Don’t worry. Madi has a steady hand. She won’t cut off your big member there.”; she laughed.

Bringing over a bowl of water, soap, scissors and a towel; I thought of making a joke of it. However with the fear on his face, I was sure he would freak out and run out of the apartment naked. Something that was as common as it was not. I just didn’t want it to happen on my watch. Placing the towel under his rear, I laid between his legs.

“Just relax.”; Vivian cooed running a finger along his cheek bone as I went to work.

Taking his proud member in my one hand I smoothed out the hair of his groin. Then placing it between my lips, I moved accordingly to start my trimming of his area. Each time I would cut close to his skin, I would sink down over his shaft and up again before the next cut.
 
The one called Viv was behind me, and mad eme lean back against her body. And I relaxed, it felt well, comfortable, feeling her firm breasts pressing against me. And then I heard Maddy say something about the bed, and I started to understand what they were planning.

If, as they said, this was the 21st century, then there had been major changes in society. Women who went around naked, and men as well. Women who shaved hair from off their bodies, around their private parts. The problem was, that I was beginning to find it all very exciting.

I saw the scissors, and the razor, and I realised what they were going to do, they were not going to cut Big Willie off, he was getting a hair cut.

Maddy held Willie, and that was exquisite, as she made the first cut into my pubic hair with the scissors. Then she kissed Willie, and I jumped, and then she opened her mouth, and took Willie in. It was heaven. I looked up at Viv, and she smiled, before leaning over me, I thought she might kiss me, and that would have been fine, for at that moment i was open to kissing her.

But instead, she took hold of her breast, and pushed her nipple between my lips, saying

"Here you go big boy, suck this while Madi sucks your cock."

I did too, licking, and then sucking, something that I had not done since my wife died. I pulled away a moment , to take a breath, and noticed that Viv was shaking a little, her hand was between her legs, and she was rubbing it, her sex.

"What are you doing that for? Does it hurt, or itch?"
 
Vivian lightly laughed and let a kiss linger on his lips as she spoke. “No dear boy. I am going to cum while you suck my tits and Madi sucks your cock. Would you like to partake in doing so?”

Taking his hand in hers, she linked their fingers together and placed it over her mound. He attempted to jerk back, however Viv wasn’t going to allow this. She was going to make sure he experienced this first hand. I hummed a giggle when I could see how determined she was to make sure he got her off. Dipping his fingers in her soaked twat and then rubbing her clit again. Now that the cutting was done, I kept my mouth on his tip and washed off his groin.

Once I was satisfied with how it looked, I pushed the wet stuff aside and went to work over his cock. Teasing his ball sac with my nails, my mouth sunk down over his hardness. It was big enough to make me gag, yet not big enough that I would actually die on it. I could easily deep throat his cock. Probably an experience he has never had either. Never thinking of the sensual overload that Jonas could have, I started to deep throat his head and then the shaft. Swallowing it down to the base, his cock was lodged in my throat.

Vivian’s cooing became louder as he brought her closer to orgasm. He must have picked up the rhythm well since she was now grabbing at her breast, pushing them together for him and his willing mouth. The room was filled with the sounds of slurping from my sucking on his rigid cock and her being finger fucked hard by Jonas.
 
Jonas could not believe all that was happening to him, it had to be a dream, but it was not. No dream was ever like this.

He was having trouble realising the simple fact that his father`s time machine had worked, and that he, Jonas, was now stranded in the unbelievable year of 2012.

He stopped for a moment, looking around, there was naked nubile woman sucking on Big Willie, which was something that he had never known before, but by God he liked it. And there was another woman in front of him, legs spread wide, showing him her bald cunt, as he fuingered her, she was writhing, and pulling on he rnipples. Jonas knew that he had surrendered to his own lust, his own need for sexual fulfillment, but he had no choice, it was basically, do as we say, or else.

But as the time went by, he began to realise that he did have a say in what was happening, and right now he wanted to fuck one, or even both of them.
He looked at the one sucking on Big Wille, and spoke to her.

Excuse me miss, but Big Willie wants to know if he can, well, have you, now, you know, get inside you, please?"
 
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