Sarah Young rolled over on the soft green grass and ended up on her butt with her legs spread out.
She had just reappeared from the time vortex and had been unceremoniously dumped back on solid earth once more.
It looked like she was in a forest of oak trees with a tiny meadow of lush grass by a slow moving stream. In her ears was the sound of bird call and the rustling of the trees.
The sun was high in the sky and the light broke through the leaves and made a pattern of shadows that constantly changed.
Sarah studied herself as she rose from the ground and shook her mane of dark brown curls. She had successfully traveled in time twice since stepping into the time tunnel and each time her attire had changed to align her appearance to the current period she arrived at. This was something Project Tic Toc could never had known would occur if she hadn't taken it on herself to be a test model and trigger the tunnel.
With both hands she smoothed out the long sleeved white and cream chemise dress she found herself in. Around her small waist was a green suede corset bodice with ribbon lacing. The tight corset raised her mammoth 42DD breasts high up on her chest.
Apart from the scent of the forest Sarah could not detect any motor oil in the air which suggested to her this was not the modern era. Together with the mediaeval appearance of her outfit she guessed this may be hundreds of years in the past.
She saw something move in the corner of her eye and to her left a grey coloured hare studied the brunette with big eyes, twitched his nose then ran off.
Her thoughts turned to her recent adventures, everything seemed a dream now in this serene setting and she closed her eyes and raised her face to the sun.
The dress felt heavy and hot so Sarah decided to cleanse her body in the enticing stream.
She carefully walked to the water's edge, splashes of colour sparkled off the surface.
There was a carpet of leaves in front of an enormous tree trunk near the bank and she sat and removed the sandals she wore and rubbed her feet.
She ruffled her mass of dark brown hair then pulled the long dress up over her head followed by the under garment and stood up naked.
After having been fucked by a gorgeous hunk in ancient Egypt and twice more on the Orient Express in 1931 Sarah Young caressed her curvy body from top to bottom. Her soft skin showed no marks and she felt perfectly well.
She wasn't quite sure who had ravished her aboard the famed steam engine but she licked her lips and recalled the erotic sex with the two broody strangers.
Likewise the tall muscled Briton named Garth had given her great pleasure in the chamber of Cleopatra and had brought her to a glorious orgasm.
As Sarah dipped a toe in the water to test the temperature she was unaware of a figure hidden by the banks opposite the small stream. The tall fair haired man with a tuft of hair on his chin had eyes out on stalks as he watched the big breasted beauty wade into the water up to her delectable thighs.
He noted her absolutely stunning boobs which were the biggest he had ever seen on a wench. The nipples were stiff in the fresh air and Sarah cupped the large mounds of flesh and bathed them with the delicious water.
The aroused man believed her to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, plump breasts stacked on a slim body, masses of hair which settled on her creamy shoulders and down her narrow back. He smoothed out his beard as he looked at her shaven labia with the little patch of dark brown at the top.
A smooth cunt! Gadzooks, how marvellous!
Sarah emerged from the cool cleansing stream and fine droplets of water covered her sensuous body. As she stood on the bank she threw her head back and shook from side to side which made her thick tresses fly around in the warm air.
On the bank opposite the man rubbed his erection through his suede trousers at the sight and squinted his blue eyes in an attempt to focus even more. He gasped as Sarah's hand went to her parted legs and look down at her puffy mound.
After accommodating several large cocks she spread her pussy with one hand and examined herself. Her finger gently dipped into her hole and moved it in and out.
She shivered at the touch, she still felt sensitive and a tingle coursed through her lower region.
Remembering how she had been licked and sucked down there Sarah shut her eyes and bent her left leg at the knee. With the tip of a finger she made slow circular motions on her clitoris which brought a moan to her pursed lips.
She gulped as she quickened her strokes and held her left big boob in her hand and squeezed.
The man in the deep green tunic had lowered his trousers down to his knees and wanked his rigid pole fast. The large foreskin was pulled back and the fat crown was swollen, the shaft felt warm in his clenched fist.
Close to her climax the naked lovely made little sobs as her breath quickened and the prominent boobs bounced lightly above her ribcage.
A warm and welcome rush between her thighs made her cry out and she felt a sublime orgasm and her pussy squirted her fluids over her hand.
Across the stream the man pumped and pumped then let out a groan as he came and let his seed splash on the grass.
He drew in his breath and wished it had been the face of the astounding maiden and not the ground he had come on.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The general consensus is that time is a non spatial continuum in which events occur in irreversible succession from past to future.
The principal of Project Tic Toc was that if a large cylindrical tunnel spun fast enough on its long axis it would allow a person in it travel back through time and actually live the past. This elaborate machine had been built and was now being monitored by the specialists and engineers back at the base in Arizona.
"We lost her again when she disappeared from the Orient Express."
Doctor Ann McGregor looked at General Kirk and shrugged.
"Any opinion Doctor Swain?" Kirk turned to a bald short man in a white coat.
"Its a question of power General, the more boost we can generate in the time tunnel, the more chance we have of pulling Sarah back to 1993. Time is a static continuum and if we can just keep a short lock for only about five minutes on Sarah we can bring her in."
"Ann, get on it right away, I want that woman back here as soon as possible."
The General walked away as the two specialists got to work.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sarah Young had dressed herself and set out to see where she was. She felt refreshed and clean after her dip in the stream and had found some berries to eat. She saw no homes or people around and could not figure out her location or time period.
"Stand quite still maiden!"
A loud command from behind her made her turn and find three uniformed men on horseback.
"Hither woman, prey tell me your name?"
The tallest of the men dismounted and drew his sword and crooked a finger at her.
Sarah had never seen a real blade before and felt a cold shiver up her spine. She approached the men in silence and looked at all three in turn.
"I said, by what name are you called wench?"
"S...S...Sarah" she whispered and trembled.
She saw they all had swords, wore chain mail head wear and had long robes over their tunics. Dirty boots rode up to their trousers.
The lead man gripped her roughly by the chin and squeezed her face together and ran the flat of the blade over her cheek.
Sarah gasped as he lowered it to her cleavage and ripped the material down to her belly. Her outstanding breasts now exposed caused the shorter yeoman to whistle at the sight of the boobs. Her nipples were erect with the arousal and fear of what may come next.
Behind her another man held her arms to her side and she heaved up which made her chest thrust out. Her dress dropped lower down so her upper body was bared.
Tall man laughed and held both her remarkable orbs in his hands and felt the ample flesh.
"Look at these titties lads, ever seen bigger?"
He pulled the comely girl to him and grabbed her ass hard through the dress and kissed her on the mouth. She tasted his rancid breath and gagged but could not get free.
"What say we have some fun boys, its not every day we find some cunt in the Sherwood forest."
Now Sarah's dress was rent from her and fell to her feet in a heap which left her fabulous body naked in the afternoon sun. She squirmed in the arms of shorty as his mate moved his hand over her mound and felt her pussy liquid which drooled out.
He stroked her, his fingers brushed her brown haired muff then found the shaven lips and cried out.
"The wench has no cunt hair!"
Sarah sobbed and wriggled her ass as fingers were inserted inside her soft labia and up her crack between her thighs.
Now tall man dropped his lower uniform half and pulled out his erection which he jerked in his fist.
"Turn her around."
The helpless brunette was spun and bent at the waist so her naked rump was raised up.
The man sighed at the sight of the toned buttocks that faced him and he gave her a slap. She yelped and looked over her shoulder with big eyes.
