Time Travel Cum Part Iii

Chapter One: The reboot

Once again, dear reader, I will not insult your intelligence by rehashing the events from the last two books. You read them. If you did not, read them.

So, we start this telling where we left off at the last: Babe had just made me cum, we travelled into the past after watching the moon disintegrate.

And I realized I was living in a time loop. Babe would train me. We would kidnap Sappers and take them to the past.

But the moon would still disintegrate.

Over and over and over and over, the same fucking thing was going to happen. I have now realized this.

Babe could see in my eyes that something serious was bothering me. She had not seen me for years at that point. But she still remembered everything about me; she knew everything about me. That is what happens when someone is in love with the other - they see things other people do not see.

So, I did something I should not have done: I told her everything. And I mean, everything. Even the part about her death.

It was like a weight had been taken from my shoulders.

It was like a new little wrinkle in the universal timeline. I could not tell if it was a good or bad one; I wasn't even sure if there was such a thing. I just felt something was a little bit different.

Babe took it better than I would have. She took it like Babe had - she played it logically.

"This is most likely the first time in any timeline you have told me this," she stated.

I nodded in agreement, but I had no idea how she had reached that conclusion. "How the fuck do you know that, though?"

"Because you do not remember telling me any of this before, do you?"

I nodded. She was right.

"So...what the hell do we do?"

"We get some help."

"Who. I mean, no offence, but you admitted to being a loner. Do you have anyone whom you can ask for a favor to help save the world?"

She shook her head. "No, but I know a couple of people who will. Gabby and Stacy."

My mouth popped open. Babe always was the smart one. "Yeah. I bet they will," I mused. "But I think we will still need more help."

"Well, how about we enlist the aid of future Linda and future Babe?"

It felt like my mouth was going to pop out of its joint. Like I said, Babe always was the smart one.

"It is going to take much work. And I think it would be best if we enlisted with the aid of Gabby and Stacy after our first encounter. You take us to about a week or so after we fucked them. I can start working on them. While I am doing that, you go into various parts of the future and start enlisting ourselves."

I let out a breath. "This feels like some cheap plot twist in some cheap sex novel, and there are a ton of plot holes..." I snapped my fingers. "What about Sappers? How do we find out what he is doing, what he is doing to fuck things up like this?"

"I am afraid that will have to be you again," she said. "But perhaps you can enlist the help of a couple of our future selves to give you some help."

I nodded in agreement. "I guess the next thing on the list is teaching you how to make me cum at just the right time, so we end up in the right time."

Babe smiled. "I have long dreamed of something like this," she said with a smile, then a wave. "Maybe not quite like this, but you know what I mean."

I nodded as she leaned over to give me a deep, passionate kiss.

We had all the time in the world. After all, I am a time traveler. So, for a couple of years, we ate each other and fucked each other almost every living day we were together, and never immensely grew tired of each other. Fuck yeah, she could make me cum, and in the end, she was able to do it to such perfection as to put us in the right time and place almost to the hour.

First, I had to drop Babe off to see Gabby and Stacy.

Chapter Two: Babe, Gabby, and Stacy

Linda thought it was best to drop me off at the house we had used as practice, which made sense.

During this round of training (the first round, as far as my memory was concerned), we still stopped by to see Gabby and Stacy for Butt plugs. And we still had a seriously extraordinary love fest with those two cuties.

As far as I was concerned, our encounter happened a year and a half ago.

Linda dropped me off for a week after that encounter. And, yes, before you ask: I did hear the screams of pleasure vocalizing from Linda and me coming from the bedroom when I arrived. And, yes, I sorely wanted to take a peek, but I had work to do. Damn it.

Even though we had only that one encounter with Gabby and Stacy, we still got to know them quite well and became good friends. We found that they loved to run.

So, I put on my cutest running outfit, checked the time, and went to the recreation path for some exercise.

Gabby and Stacy did not run together often, at least not now. Later on, they would move in and run with each other at every opportunity. That had not happened yet, however.

I knew Stacy would be out running at this time, however.

Sure enough, I ran into her a few miles into my run.

"I was just thinking about you a couple of minutes ago!" She said with a laugh. She looked at me from under fluttering eyelashes. "How is the plug doing? Are you using it right now?"

I laughed and, without a word, dropped my shorts and showed her the plug. She laughed and dropped her shorts, showing me hers. We quickly pulled our shorts back up and bumped butts.

"Clink!" she said with a giggle.

We exchanged pleasantries for a while - she asked about Linda, and I told her she was out doing some research. Stacy said Gabby was working on some of the displays at the shop.

We then exchanged hugs and ran in our merry ways.

I was not going to move too fast.

Meanwhile, Linda bought a house a couple of blocks from Main Street. As much as I would have loved to watch her and me have sex, I did have a job to do.

The house was also near the bike path. Because I didn't have anything else to do, I used it extensively.

And, yes, I ran into Stacy or Gabby every time I went out there. Those were not coincidences.

Gabby was a little bit more mysterious to talk to. I figured on that happening. And, again, I was not in a rush.

Stacy, meanwhile, grew comfortable quickly. Within a week, she was visiting my house, and I was visiting her.

And, before you get all judgy or anything here, let me set the record straight: Linda and I love each other dearly. We have both let each other know we love each other dearly and intend to spend the rest of our lives together.

However, we also have no room for jealousy. I understand an emergency could arise where I am not around, and she needs to move through time quickly. If another person is required to help her achieve that orgasm, then it is in her best interest.

We had also both had sex with Gabby, Stacy, and Real Man. Many times, with the presence of the other. It was pretty hot watching her with another woman.

She also knew that, for all of this to work, I would very most likely have to have sex with Gabby or Stacy or both. She encouraged it. I also knew that she was most likely going to have to have sex with future me and future Linda, which was a hot thought. I also encouraged her.

So, when Stacy walked into my house for the first time and casually pulled off her shirt, I would not argue. And when her shorts hit the ground, my mouth was practically watering.

She turned to me with a smile while walking towards the living room. "You've already seen me naked before, so no biggie, right?"

I nodded eagerly, taking off my shirt and shorts.

Before I knew it, she was lying on top of me on the sofa, kissing me passionately, both of our hands between the legs of the other. I honestly have no recollection of the events that led there, but I certainly was not going to argue.

Passionately, we kissed. Passionately, we fingered each other, grunting lovingly with the touch of the other.

By the time we got done fingering each other, I had cum three times, she had cum four, our fingers were soaked, and the sofa cushions were going to need a good washing.

She stood up, took my hand, and walked me over to the nearest door, letting a little huff of frustration at finding a closed door. I nudged her to a door on the other side of the room. "Bedroom is over there, sweetie," I said.

She grinned and led me into the bedroom, pushing me into the sheets, spreading my legs, and going down on me with a hungry gusto that made me explode almost immediately.

Her phone pinged. She glanced at it as she fingers fucked me briefly. "It's Gabby. What should I tell her, "She said with a giggle as she devoured my pussy again.

"Tell her you are catching up with an old friend," I groaned. "One who is very happy to see you." She looked up at me with glowing eyes. She quickly grabbed the phone, typed, and returned her mouth to my watering tunnel.

Her phone pinged again. "She wants to know if it's anybody she knows."

I let out a deep breath, my chest heaving in pleasure. "Let her know that it is...and it is someone who would love to see her again, as well."

She giggled and typed.

The phone pinged. "She said she is not sure who you are, that I should stop playing games (she giggled at that) and that I need to be a good girl and tell her who you are."

Stacy giggled again and continued to give me an excellent head. She had used fingers from both hands to spread me wide, running her tongue around in circles inside of my tunnel and along my spread lips, driving me crazy.

"Tell her that you are driving me so fucking crazy that I am having a difficult time thinking straight, so I do apologize. But let her know that we have both enjoyed each other's company in the recent past intimately and intensely."

Stacy giggled and typed in my message. She continued eating me lovingly.

The phone rang.

She picked it up. "Hello? Oh, sorry. Video. Damn rings sound the same." She pulled the phone from her ear, looking at the screen. "Heya, Gabby!" She said, curling her hair with one finger, waving her other hand, grinning, and glancing at me.

"Why Stacy," I heard Gabby's posh, professional voice say. "I do believe your face is quite drenched. Did I catch the two of you at a bad time?"

Stacy giggled. "Nope! Caught us at a great time!" I giggled too, then let out a small groan as she stuck a finger inside of me, her thumb flicking at my clit. "Just catching up with old times and stuff like that. You know. Girl stuff!"

Gabby gave a hearty laugh. "I do know you quite enjoy your girl stuff, Stacy."

Stacy dropped the phone and giggled, her eyes squeezing shut. She picked the phone up, putting on her best pouting face. "A girl's gotta have fun, you know! All work and all sex make Stacy very happy!" She smiled into my eyes and handed the phone to me, the screen still facing her. "Here, watch this trick!"

I held the phone towards her as she once again passionately devoured me, as she made slurping noises for the phone and my pleasure. She was once again using both hands to spread me wide, this time drilling her tongue under my hood and onto my button like mad, making me angry.

"That is very lovely, Stacy. And I do hope you will forgive me for my belated hello to you, my dear Babe," Gabby said.

I swallowed and nodded, though she could not see me as I had almost lost consciousness with my next orgasm, as I shook the bed intensely. Furiously, Stacy licked up my juices.

"Good girl," Gabby purred.

I dropped the phone beside me, picked it up, and looked at it. Gabby's face glowed at me, and she had a sweet smile. "She is such a sweetheart," I gasped.

Gabby nodded. "It is wonderful to see you again, Babe. I had worried we might never see you again."

I smiled and nodded as Stacy snuggled, kissing my neck. I fondled her cute butt with my free hand. "We thought we might never see you again, too. But I am happy. We will have to talk."

Gabby's face grew serious. "Is it about Linda?"

I nodded.

"Then I look forward to our next meeting! In the meantime, allow my assistant to be of any use she might," she said with a smile.

"I will," I said, handing the phone back to Stacy and kissing down her body until wrapping my mouth around her pussy.

I glanced up as I sucked Stacy's labia into my mouth. The phone was still facing me. Gabby's face was still on the phone, watching me intently, glancing in a different direction from where she was watching. I watched a couple of shadows quickly pass over her face. I realized she was in a car.

Gently but persistently, I sucked on Stacy's labia, flickering my tongue over every inch of her vagina that I could reach without breaking the suction. Stacy panted in delight.

I nuzzled my face in her pussy, her juices spreading over my face. She smelled wonderful.

I again sucked her labia into my mouth, this time it was a little bit deeper and more complex.

I glanced up again. Gabby's face was still on the phone, facing me, as she bit her lower lip.

Suddenly, a flash of action like her phone, and she moved. Simultaneously, I could hear the car door shut on the phone and outside the house.

"I told her where you live," Stacy whispered with a sweet smile. "I hope you don't mind."

I shook my head. I certainly did not mind.

I heard my front door close and open.

I heard footsteps slowly approach the bedroom, sometimes stopping.

I heard the bedroom door open.

Reluctantly, I stopped devouring Stacy's pussy and turned towards the door.

A very elegant Gabby, completely nude, stood in the frame.

"Do you ladies have room for another?" she asked with a sweet smile, as she walked to the bed. She climbed into the bed, crawled over between my legs, and spread my butt cheeks. "I remember this derriere fondly, Babe. I am so glad to see it again, so soon."

"You don't realize how lovely it is for me to see you, too," I said, my voice muffled by my muff.

Gabby lay face-first between my legs, planting soft kisses along my cheeks. She gently spread them a little bit, tongue withering beside my plug. She gave me a butt a friendly slap. "I trust you are still enjoying the plug?" she asked.

I nodded as I went back to give Stacy a head.

Gabby continued to lick, as her fingers lightly traced me on the other side, running along my lips, my hood, every inch of skin getting her light, expert tickle.

"You do not mind if I pull it out, do you?" Gabby asked as she gently removed it with a slight popping. "We know your orgasms will not send us into the past or a dark future," she whispered as her long tongue slid deep into my hole, licking at the sensitive inner walls of my opening.

I let out a harsh gasp.

Part of it was the fact that her tongue was inside my butthole, working magic.

The second was her words.

I tried to stutter my own words out. After all we had been through, little could surprise me.

This surprised me. It shocked me. A part of me was even concerned that they were working with Sappers.

Gabby smiled at me, as she quickly spread some lube on a finger and slid it inside of me, fucking my ass gently. "I am sorry, dear. Stacy and I should have been up front with you. We know of Linda's powers."

I swallowed, feeling like blood was draining from my face. "I am so sorry," I whispered, unsure what to be sorry about. I honestly did not know if I was in danger at that moment.

Gabby smiled at me again. "Please, dear, do not worry. I know you feel. I understand them. But I assure you, we will not hurt you. We will not harm you. We want to help you defeat Sappers."

Against my sexual will, I bolted up and sat up in bed. Sure, it was against my sexual will, but my brain was working overtime. "You know about Sappers?" I said quickly.

Gabby nodded. "Yes. We have encountered him."

She sighed and sat beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist. Stacy also sat up on my other side, kissing my shoulder lightly, then laying her head on it.

If this was going to be some murder thing, it was going to be a very erotic one.

But I knew around then it was not going to be some murder thing.

Still, I was confused.

"How do you know about Sappers?" I asked.

Gabby sighed. "I will simply say that it is difficult not to run into someone like him. That boy, he gets around," she said, shaking her head. "Time travelers tend to do that."

My eyes shot wide open. "Sappers is a time traveler??!!??" I almost shouted.

Gabby nodded.

I shook my head and looked at my hands. "Well, that would explain a lot." I thought for a moment. "We left him with a friend of ours..."

Gabby smiled, reassured. "I assure you; Real Man is quite all right in his natural time zone. The sprayers tied him up, but he did not do an excellent job. He was loose by the time we found him."

"So, you have met Real Ma.... wait..."

Gabby nodded. She slid her hand under her tush and pulled out her plug with a soft sigh. "Stacy and I both need these, or we will...well, you know the consequences."

Stacy smiled at me.

I looked at them both in confusion. "So, I'm the only fucking one who cannot travel though time? Does everyone on Earth do it?"

Gabby laughed, and Stacy giggled. I was not all that amused.

"There are only about 20 of us," Gabby said. "Most of us are good people, but six...are not. Including Sappers."

"Are they the ones responsible for blowing up the moon?"

Gabby nodded.

"How?" I asked. "This could save Linda a hell of much trouble.

Gabby pursed her lips. "I do not. But I believe we are going to find out very soon."

She looked at her watch.

There was a loud "pop" outside the bedroom.

A naked Linda walked in and looked around the room at all of our faces. "OK, good. You are all here. I have a story to tell you..."

Chapter Three: Linda Finds a Secret

There is a secret about people who always want to be the center of attention: They can't keep fucking secrets.

Sappers is an attention whore. Loves to be at the center of attention.

Yeah, sure, when we first found him, he was "hiding," but he was hiding in a fucking frat party.

The dude also has a fucking ego bigger than the moon he blew up. He thought he could not get caught; he felt he could not get found out.

What I am trying to say here is that it was very fucking easy to find the fucker.

The dude was reckless. He did it way too obviously.

He got his money the crooked time-traveling way: he bought super-cheap stock before they went big. You know, IBM, Sears, oil, that kind of shit.

Then, depending on the time, he would hide them in a safe, book, or computer.

It was just a matter of finding where all that stuff was. It was not too difficult.

It was that fucking frat house.

Of course it was the fucking frat house.

The damn place had been around for decades, built with the rest of the campus in the 1840s. It belonged to one of the special big frats that had been around since the beginning of time, a secure, safe spot-on campus forever and forever for the rich kids whose daddies gave the university a bunch of money.

The thing is Sapper's dad was not rich. No, the money came from Sappers. So, Sappers would go into the past, buy stuff up, cash it out, slide the cash into the accounts of his mother and father, and there you go, they became a wealthy family from their son, who was not even born yet.

But he needed to be richer, which is where those stocks originated.

Like I said, the guy was not bright.

During the summer, the campus and that frat house were usually empty. Sure, somebody would come in and clean the dust away once a week, but it was empty the rest of the time.

Getting a key was pretty easy, all I had to do was blow some frat dude from the 1960s, and he handed one over "for just a moment" very readily so I could "use the bathroom."

He did get it back after just a moment and a quick bathroom break for me, but that was a moment of his time. In my time, I popped into our time, went to the hardware store, made a few copies of the key, then popped back into his time.