Chaos at Cahokia State Park: Part 2Paul and Beth get it on.
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"How
old is he?" Anna wondered aloud. Mentally wondering why watching a baby
nurse at his mother's tit would have her nether lips dripping like a
faucet. Anna had never found women sexually attractive before.
"He
turned two months old, yesterday." Replied Beth with a dreamy look in
her eyes. "I have to tell you for the first five days after I stopped
jumping through gates I was incredibly and easily aroused. I even felt
desire for my own gender. Every time I have found someone, that has
recently jumped through a gate, I have wanted them. Man or woman it
didn't matter. I am not a queer or what is that term they are using now?
Lesbian, I think it is. My point is, quite simply, I desire you, but I
think about Paul and how he would feel if I took you to my bed and left
so, I have never desired a woman, but I find myself wet and throbbing
around you. I watched you nurse your son and for some reason I was
incredibly aroused by the sight. Like you I don't consider myself a
lesbian either. I don't want to put a strain on your relationship with
Paul as well. So now the question is what do we do about this?" Anna
said as she reached out to stroke Beth's child free tit. Feeling its
heft and swell in the palm of her hand.
"Mum?
Dad says the tea will get too cold to eat if we wait any longer." Said
the young blonde haired man with the week old stubble and piercing grey
blue eyes that matched Anna's own.
God
I want him! He is an absolutely gorgeous man! I'd strip off my clothes
and let him have me if I had a bed to use! Anna thought as she felt her
petals swell and drip. Thankful that she could let her body air out,
from under the long skirt.
"Thank
you, Andrew. Tell Dad, you can start without us. We will be down
shortly." said Beth as she popped her nipple out of a sleeping Jimmy's
mouth. "We shall have to find you somewhere to sleep tonight, Do you
want to go back to your own time and place, or do you want to stay here?
You should decide before you lay your head down." Beth said as she
replaced her top and tucked in her skirt. "I know for me; I like this
century far more than my own. The living is easier, and I am already
older than my grandmother ever got! She died just before her thirty
seventh birthday trying to give birth to her twentieth child. I was
fortunate that my mother stopped being able to conceive children after
my birth. I was unfortunate to have brothers who wanted adventure and
were able to sneak away to the sea, leaving the drudgery of farm life
far behind them. I don't think they ever, even looked back." Beth said
with a tear in her eye. "Let's get you fed, before you attack me for
what milk might be left in my body!" she said with a wink.
At
the table, It was decided that Anna would share a bed with the youngest
boy, Timothy. However, Paul never took his eyes off of Anna. Delighted
now, the cute, little six year old, Timmy, finally got to have someone
to keep him company at night and chase away the monsters from under the
bed, and out of the wardrobe. Timmy loved his new found American Auntie
and couldn't wait to snuggle up with her.
"Anna
let me show you the shower here. I will scrub your back for you." said
Beth with a very seductive smile. "Paul, why don't you put the ladder up
the hay loft so I can get into the steamer trunk. It just dawned on me,
that Anna will need night clothes."
"What,
did the girl come here with? She didn't run about the countryside
starker's, did she?" said an incredulous Paul as he had just sat down
with the paper that Beth had discarded earlier. He didn't really feel
like putting the heavy ladder against the side of the hayloft. He was
tired and just wanted his bed. Though if it put him back in Beth's good
graces and allowed him back between her thighs he would drag his balls
across broken glass. The pull of Anna was almost more than he could
bear. If he didn't know any better he would have sworn Anna was a
looked around and said "Maybe, I want you to get me with child again,
you randy old goat and with a house full of lads and a wee bairn there's
privacy to be had in the hay loft, like when we were young. Plus, Anna
is an intact jumper and we both feel her pull on us! Unlike the others, I
have allowed you to have, Paul, this one is from the future. She
doesn't belong here. If she stays you know it will corrupt the
continuum. The next full moon she has to go back that's five days away.
If you seed her like you did me and the others she will be stuck here as
well. I hate to remind you about Sharon and Wesley., That looked like
it was very painful for both the new and old versions of themselves. Now
follow me and try not to get your tally whacker stuck on a rung." Paul
looked up to see a beautiful sight. The back side of his mate and her
strawberry blond bush unfettered by knickers.
Beth,
finished climbing the ladder, looking around for the rope to the barn
attic. Unlike most barns that only have a hayloft, this one had a garret
beyond the loft. The barn's garret is where the old, rounded top cedar
chest with the thin, wrought iron bands and corners was resting. In the
antique cedar chest, was where a spare night gown could be found.
Plus,
the oil paint encrusted, heavy and thick cotton duck, tarp that covered
the chest currently, would be helpful in providing a barrier between
the hay bales, and the quilt her and Paul would lay on, when they had
their shag. Beth knew if she and Paul came back in the house with straw
or pieces of grass sticking to them everyone would know what "the
adults" had been up to.
Beth, knew that if the "kids" saw them in such a state, they'd get the ribbing of a life time.
There
it was in the far corner, just as her grandfather had placed the
original one back in the year1620. The original rope and wood ladder had
been replaced some time ago, when she wasn't sure as she hadn't been
around when it happened sometime in the 1800's she suspected as "the new
one" was wider and had metal hardware.
Beth
was just a little too short to reach the rope, one of the other reasons
to have Paul climb into the hay loft with her., could she hold out for a
few minutes longer? She wondered as she smelled that masculine scent of
a hardworking man. "Hurry up Paul! I need you to be of service. Either
myself or the rope is too short, perhaps both of us are too short for
each other. I need to get into the cedar chest or as you call it the
steamer trunk, so that you can shag me properly."
"I
can shag you properly, here and now, woman! We don't need the cedar
chest for that, just bend over!" said a red faced and sweating Paul as
he wiped the salty liquid out of his eyes one second and playfully
reaching for her the next." Come here, my wee lassie!"
Giggling
now, she danced away from him saying "Get the tarp and our quilt down
and then you can have me, you randy old sod. I'll not be taken and bred,
like one of the farm animals below! Plus, if the lads should suspect
their mum and dad shagging in the barn, there will be no end of the
then!" said Paul as he reached up to the rope that was easily in his
grasp and with a good firm couple of tugs pulled down the ladder. Once
again blessed with the sight of Beth’s woman hood, now clearly
displaying her arousal as well with the moisture of her desire as she
climbed the ladder ahead of him.
Paul
spied it first in the dim light of the open ladder door. Removing the
tarp was a harder endeavor than Beth had planned for. She struggled to
get it to budge. She heaved and heaved, but the stubborn old tarp, was
still laughing at her feeble attempts to dislodge it from its perch atop
of the chest. "Paul, I need your help with this. It is far too heavy
for me to move by myself. Waiting a few minutes as she didn't hear any
movement from her mate to aid her. She asked Paul? "Paul, are you going
to help or not?" She turned around to find a naked Paul with an enormous
the hay lass! I have need of you now and you have need to be serviced.
Your mouth says no, but your other lips say, shag me now!" with that
Paul grabbed her in a tight hold to his bare chest and began probing her
mouth with his tongue before she could protest. Several seconds later
he picked her up in a bridal carry and strode to the old rope bed he and
the lads had stored up here. Its straw filled mattress still where they
had laid it months ago. Depositing Beth on the bed Paul declared, "Lift
your skirt or take it off, makes no difference to me, but make it
quick, woman! I am fair to bursting, with the need to spill my seed in
rose from the bed, pulling her dress overhead, her nipples standing
proudly on her chest as she laid the garment over the end of the head
board. "God! Take me, you randy old bugger! I need servicing, husband!"
as she laid back on the bed not caring that she could feel some of the
ropes under her where the mattress was thin. She didn't care one Iota!
She wanted to feel him plunging in her depths! Spreading her legs now
the strawberry blond fur lined border to her sex having retreated into
her body as her somewhat still inner lips were splayed out in welcome
wasted no time in plunging into her depths until he was completely
embedded in her channel. It forced the air out of Beth with a gasping
"oof!" sound. The smooth inward glide of Paul's shaft tapped the doorway
to Beth’s womb, as his balls collided with her ass and her pleasure nub
was squashed by his pubic bone. He withdrew a few fractions of an inch
before he slammed back in with another gasping "oof!" from Beth. Beth
instinctively wanted him deep in her body. After the third of his
plunges into her. She began to time the lifting of her hips with the
downward plunges of his shaft. The steady, rhythmic tapping of her
clitoris by him as they were shagging had her very close to climax. For
his part, feeling her get tighter and tighter around his shaft had his
balls tingling and ready to fire their cargo into her depths.
The
tension at the root of him was too much, with a strangled cry Paul, who
had been resting his weight on his arms along the side of her head now
grabbed her buttocks and plunged within her channel, firmly connecting
and mashing her pleasure nub against his groin, the flurry of his
automatic thrusts and feeling his seed splash against her inner walls
had detonated the pressure that had been building within her pelvis. The
pleasure rocketed through her now, from her groin, to her nipples and
even as far as her scalp, simultaneously, down to her curled toes. Paul
barely felt her finger nails as they dug into his buttocks. Beth pulled
him deeper to herself, with each pulse from the thick shaft of him at
her entrance. Her climax milking him in concentric waves from his root
embedded at her entrance as it rippled up his shaft to the tip spurting
loved feeling him jet strongly as he painted her inner walls with his
seed. She never tired of feeling that rhythm that was unique to Paul.
Powerful jets of liquid heat, One, Two three, four, Five followed by
throb, throb, throb, throb. Over the years Beth had found that if she
clamped her fanny on him, she would feel an additional throb and a groan
from Paul and if he still had the energy she might actually stimulate
him enough to thrust a little more, increasing her pleasure.
However,
both of them were spent this time. Beth's channel comfortably full of
both his shaft and his seed. Why do I feel so much better, after he has
seeded my womb? She had wondered for the thousandth time as he began to
withdraw from her body. Paul's testicles gloriously drained, now walked
over to the tarp covering the chest pulled the corner of it with one
hand unveiling the chest, and with the other lifted the lid back. He
then reached in and found a hand towel that had been a gift from one of
their friends ( it was a hideous orange, green and brown that was
completely out of place in the house) walking back he observed that
Beth's genitals were still gaped open. The almost three month load
flowing prodigiously out of her fanny, across her taint to the mattress
below. "Here my love" he said as he handed it to a still foggy headed
placing the hand towel against her crotch said "Damn Paul! That was a
lot of seed! Get your clothes on and get me a pale of clean water.,
Never mind I need you to go in my dresser and without attracting to much
attention, bring me back a pair of my white cotton knickers. I guess
you didn't even treat yourself to a wank? You just decided to save it
all for me to deal with?" she had said the last part with a chuckle.
"Aye,
well with the lads the age they are, there's no privacy to be had
anywhere. Not even here. Andrew saw us shagging just now" Paul informed
her with a quick little grin.
Andrew
had been sent by Anna out to the barn to find out, what was taking so
long.. He had gotten an eyeful so to speak from the top of the ladder.
Hearing his parents almost simultaneous orgasms and having seen his dad
pull out of his mum with a slurping shlock kind of sound. The evidence
of their mating, between his mother's thighs was an undeniable river of
pearly white fluid. Shameful as it might have been it would be forever
embedded in his memory. Andrew also made eye contact with Paul. Despite
having seen Paul's shaft still shiny wet with Beth's juices the angry
look from Paul was enough to force Andrew into a quick, silent retreat
from the barn.
"So, what's taking so long?" Inquired the young blond haired American woman.
Andrew
stepped forward and placing his lips close to her ear he whispered as
quietly as he could "Mum and Dad, are shagging." The smell of her skin
and hair were intoxicating to Andrew. Unknown to anyone on the farm
Andrew had jumped last year on his eighteenth birthday. It was one of
the reasons that Beth had been incredibly randy herself. Andrew had
jumped backward and forward in time, but Andrew, had never left England.
Andrew wanted Anna, it took all of his self-control, to not just drag
her up to the stone circle and shag her rotten!
Not
understanding the term Anna said with and angry confused expression on
her face "They are laying carpet? In a barn? That sounds like the
stupidest thing ever!"
"Laying
carpet?, In a barn? What the bloody hell, are you talking about?" said
an equally confused Andrew as he thought, this girl is as dumb as a
now crossed her arms and said really loudly as Paul and Beth walked
through the door "You said they were shagging! Where I come from that
means they are either laying carpet or retrieving line drives in
baseball! Why they would do either one in a barn is beyond me!"
Andrew
throwing up his hands in frustration declared loudly "Are all Americans
as defective in their minds as you? Or are you one of the types they
keep hidden from public view? I didn't say Mum and Dad were laying
carpet in the barn! Oh Bugger! I said they were shagging, you know
having at each other, er that is Mating! You know breeding!" When Beth,
still obviously, didn't understand, he said louder than before, as
though Anna were deaf as well as stupid "You know, screwing!" The
confused look on her face did not alleviate Andrews frustration. "You
daft woman, it means they were fucking their brains out! That's what's
meant to be shagging!"
"That
is quite enough Andrew William! I'll not have you talk to our guest in
such a fashion." Stated Beth in equal parts angry and embarrassed by her
oldest son's words and actions.
Paul strode towards the young man opened the front door and said in a very low but stern voice "Leave."
For
several seconds the two men stared at each other before Paul spoke
again. "Young man, If you can't keep a civil tongue in your head. Leave
now." When there was no sound or action from Andrew, Paul continued.
"When you return you can apologize to your Mum and her guest, for your
disgraceful behavior. Do not think for a minute that you can use foul
language around the women in my presence. I will let you off this one
time after that, should you ever do it again I will give you a man sized
thrashing. Do we understand each other lad?" When Andrew still didn't
respond to his father, Paul shoved Andrew through the front door and
shut it as he hollered "Go cool off, until your fit company again, and
not a second sooner!"
With
an angry and frustrated look on his face, Andrew left the house to go
back behind the barn to have a quick wank, to relieve the pressure in
his balls.
Nearly, the whole house had heard the last bit of the exchange between the two young adults.
Beet
red now with embarrassment Anna, Beth and Paul looked at each other
sheepishly. It was Beth who finally broke the awkward silence. "Here is
the nightgown, I told you about. You can change in the loo after your
shower, I'll even scrub your back like I promised. Anna simply and
quietly said "Thank you. That would be really nice. The last person who
did that, was my mother and that was several years ago.
So
it was that Anna got a nice, relaxing warm shower complete with a back
scrub, hair wash and scalp massage, from Beth. Afterward she sat with
the family and listened to the music and news from the BBC while sipping
had help with his quick wank. Behind the muddy wheeled Massey Ferguson
tractor, that remained stuck in soft earth, at the aft wall of the barn.
Andrew prepared to enjoy the pressure relieving intimate pastime that
countless unattached men had employed before him and many more would
enjoy long after he'd gone to another realm of existence. Hidden from
view by the Tractor on one side and the very large henhouse on the
other, Andrew unzipped his trousers and fished out his semi erect member
and thought of what Anna might look like if she were naked and under
him. Yeah he would show her what a shag was! As he began to stroke his
shaft in an ever increasing way, feeling the tension at the base of his
root and the tingling of his balls the pleasurable sensations were
unexpectedly interrupted by the dark haired, short, stocky, big tited
and matronly hipped woman with coal black eyes and burnt copper skin,
that had grabbed his shaft and stroked it right before she squeezed it
tight, near the base of his glans keeping him hard but delaying his
ejaculation. She said something to him that sounded a lot like some sort
of Asian language, and he now noticed that she was completely naked.
She motioned for him to follow her up the hill towards the stone circle.
Once
there she laid down on the stone altar spreading her legs, revealing
the shiny pink, open inner petals within her onyx colored nether pelt.
She clearly wanted to mate with Andrew she motioned him to come forward
and join with her. He hadn't taken notice that the normal pale blue of
the stones were now glowing oh so slightly red and pink just as Andrew
touched the tip of his cock to the bottom of her petals, a brilliant
pale green light burst in front of him. The dark skinned woman was
nowhere to be seen. Andrew was no longer on the inside of the stone
his vantage point in the expansive woods, Andrew saw a Viking warlord
inside of the stone circle. He was taking a young strawberry blonde
woman on top of the alter stones. Like he had seen Paul take his Mum,
this Viking was taking the woman. He watched as she arched up into the
man with the huge phallus. Her legs wrapping around the lower back of
him before he grabbed her legs and pressed them practically to her chest
as he thrust really deep into her repeatedly. Grunting his pleasure to
the sounds of her gasps as he drove the air out of her.
The
woman was beautiful, Andrew imagined himself in the Viking's place
sliding his shaft inside the hot, tight sleeve of the woman. Andrew had
retrieved his member now stroking his shaft as he remembered Paul's
shagging of Beth and smelling the scent of the young woman and the older
Viking male as they reached their climaxes. The sound of first the
young woman screaming and then the man's roar announcing the seeding of
yet another womb. Andrew watched in amazement as he saw the man's
testicles throb, while the woman could only gasp for air and give small
breathy grunts in time to the pulsing hairy sack of the Viking. Andrew
timed the strokes of his shaft to the thrusts of the man breeding the
woman. Andrew had shot numerous spurts into the air and tried to remain
silent as he did so. When the Man pulled out of the woman's fanny he
came to the realization that the woman on the alter was his Mum! Andrew
watched as she stood on shaky legs, the seed of the Viking rolled out of
her. Looking around in a daze, she stepped down to the small stream
nearby to clean herself of the sticky and slimy residue placed within
her womanhood. While she was cleaning herself the crackle of the
Continuum Gate announced another arrival. It was Paul completely naked.
Just
as Paul stepped out of the circle, Andrew saw the copper colored woman
step into the arena from the small stand of woods just to the left,
while motioning Andrew to join her as the stones turned neon green. As
Andrew responded, a clap of thunder heralded the choking smell of
Sulphur and burning copper, the stench nearly causing Andrew to pass out
as he was deposited right at the door to his mother's house, the next
had already gone to bed as most six year olds would do on a school
night and thankfully for everyone concerned, Timmy slept through the
entire hilariously, heated verbal exchange.
Surprisingly there was no ribbing of the parents for their attempted clandestine tryst.
There
was no immediate punishment of the American. That would be delivered by
her little bedmate at roughly two in the morning, Anna had the
sensation of falling again, Shit! Where am I jumping to now? Thought
Anna as she landed with a thud.
Through
the dim moon light coming through the window, Anna could see the
hardwood planks of the floor. From above her and behind her, Anna heard
the diminutive snore of Timmy. Turning her head she watched him kick in
his sleep in a fashion that could only indicate his dreaming of running
and kicking a ball of some sort. Well, my rump must be a very big ball
that needed kicking! That won't happen again! She thought as she rubbed
her back side and moved on to the bed behind Timmy. Now feeling secure
with the stone wall behind her she cuddled the youngster before falling
asleep, again happy to remain here with this family for now.
"Shush
Luv! It won't take long, just let me have a little more sausage." Beth
had said as Anna, awakened. Looking around at the room that was absent
of Timmy, Anna stretched her arms heavenward now and let out a yawn.
Twisting out the kinks in her body from the previous activity of the
night, she made a mental note that sharing a bed with a six year old was
a dangerous proposition for ones back side and sleep patterns.
Padding
into the kitchen she never expected to find her hosts engaging in
conjugal gymnastics at the kitchen table. She silently slunk back to the
bedroom where the clothes that Beth had lent her the prior day still
hung from the pegs on the back side of the door. It was just as she had
removed her nightgown and hadn't yet donned the garments of the day,
that the front door opened with a gust of air and the door that Anna was
behind followed suit.
Andrew
had never seen a more beautiful woman, but she reminded him of someone
from one of his jumps forward in time. That one was very nearly a carbon
copy of the one standing in front of him now. The one from the jump was
a great kisser (he wondered if Anna was just a younger version of that
one). In truth he didn't want to return to his time, but The Prime had
sent a squad of rainbow people to retrieve him and drag Andrew, back to
his own time, kicking and screaming if need be. Needless to say, the
squad of rainbow people were "very convincing" in the end, and he
returned to the proper time in England.
Beth
having just finished in the kitchen saw her eldest son standing staring
at their guest as Anna stared back at him. Seeing Andrew under the pull
of Anna's essence she stepped in front of Andrew. "You can't have her
do you mean Mum?" questioned a confused Andrew, as Beth caught the
unmistakable scent of someone who had jumped through a Continuum Gate,
on her son. She hadn't been too sure who it was that she smelled the
burning coppery odor on.
"Andrew,
Don't' lie to me have you been up to the stone circle at night?" Beth
now questioned with that stern look that all mothers have when trying to
ferret out the truth from a mischievous child.
"A
year ago, Mum was the last time I was there and yes It was at night.
Sheila Jones was supposed to meet me there, to star watch, but she never
showed up." Andrew now said with a frown as he watched Anna get dressed
the peep show over as well. The interrogation continued of course.
"Aye,
and you've been somewhere through it haven't you? It wasn't last year
Andy. Would you like to try again at the truth, son or would you like me
to tell your father?" Beth said as she placed her hands on her hips
with that stern look that is in every woman's genetic bag of tricks for
dealing with less than truthful offspring.
"Oh. Well are we talking about Paul or Harthacnut?" asked Andrew as he began to step around Beth toward Anna.
The
blood drained from Beth’s face as she remembered Harthacnut and the
evening that they had shared up in the stone circle the night she had
attempted to return to her own time and place. How could he possibly
have known about Harthacnut?
"Oh
yeah Mum I know about you shagging Harthacnut: up in the stone circle.
Lying there starker's on a moonlit night. Paul coming through the gate
two days later. Oh Yeah I saw you there with Harthacnut's spent seed
rolling out of you as though you were a 5 quid whore. Right before the
rainbow people snatched him away and told you that you would not be
traveling through again because you had been seeded and caught by the
first man that came through the gate." Andrew said with a vicious smile.
Beth
slapped him so hard Andrew saw stars for several seconds. How dare you?
Get out Andrew! You saw me in the stone circle when you jumped back in
time? You saw Harthacnut: rape a child into me that left me trapped
here. Paul is more of a father than you would have ever had anywhere
else that I had jumped to. You can't have Anna! "Beth said as she once
again placed herself between Andrew and the young woman." She is an
intact Jumper from the future she shouldn't be here. There is something
wrong with the Continuum if you saw my being raped within the stone
circle, because that is not where it happened!"
"I
don't care where it happened Mum, it looked like you enjoyed playing
the whore and maybe you just want some dick to seed ya.." Andrew never
got out the rest of the words because Paul had grabbed him by the shirt
collar, whereupon Andrew was yanked backward off of his feet, before
being flung out of the front door.
"I
told you about your mouth, boy! Now it's time to learn where you
stand." Paul said with a huge grin as Harthacnut's grandson delivered an
even bigger fist to Andrews mouth, followed by two to the gut. "You are
not the product of my balls that's true, but I will tell you that
Harthacnut's blood flows through my veins the same as yours. Still, that
is no reason to use foul language around your mum or any other woman."
Paul now drove another fist in an upper cut to Andrews chin, snapping
unprepared for the beating he was receiving could not respond fast
enough to the older more experienced man's lessons. Having flown back
off of his feet with the last blow, Andrew could only lay on the ground
and taste his own blood.
"Stay
down and think about, how you are going to apologize to me, your mum
and our guest. I will tell you this young man, I am not from this
century. What I just gave you was common place for correcting ignorant,
young arrogant arses. Foul language might be acceptable among your
mates, but not where I come from is it ever acceptable to be used around
womenfolk. I am here because I was chasing my grandfather Harthacnut
through the Continuum gates. I could not stop him from putting his seed
in your mother's virgin womb. Your Mum is the reason I am still here! I
could go back at any time if I wanted to. I won't because I love your
Mum. Therefore, I will not have anyone disrespect her, not even you lad.
If you get up you better either fight or apologize." With that Paul
stepped back and stood as though he expected more fight out of Andrew.
Having not shut the door when they exited the building meant that both Beth and Anna had heard and seen everything.
"I'll
not apologize for telling the truth!" said Andrew as he now stood on
shaky legs. "She's a whore!" He had got out before Paul's fists rained
down on him with the force and speed of a hailstorm. Andrew saw a
glimpse of the old berserker blood come to the surface of Paul's eyes
and it rightfully terrified him.
Anna
afraid for Andrew now ran and grabbed him away from the reach of Paul.
While Beth fearing that Paul would beat her oldest to death tried to
pull Paul away as well.
Both
women succeeded in separating the two men. Anna dragged Andrew away and
said "Andy, look if you will just let go whatever it was that you saw I
will be really nice to you for as long as I am here okay?" as they had
rounded the corner of the barn.
"My
name is Andrew, NOT Andy and unless you are going to shag me then
bugger off!" he now said with venom in his voice. In hindsight he would
acknowledge that was probably the wrong thing to say to a woman that had
just saved you from being beaten to death.
"Oh
still horny I see, well let me take care of that for you." said Anna as
she undid the zipper on his pants, reaching in to his garment.
Andrew
smiled as he said "Yeah Luv. That's more like it! Go ahead and suck it
for me." He felt Anna undo the buckle to his belt and the button below
it. the pants falling around his ankles now, as she surveyed his semi
erect shaft, and the two hairy orbs held in their pink wrinkled sack
beneath the tuft of straw colored nether thatch.
Having
seen her seven brothers equipment, as she had diapered all but the
oldest two and been almost a surrogate mother to all of her siblings
when their mother had died a few years ago. However, she was unimpressed
with "little Andy "as she stroked his maleness it achieved a little bit
more girth and angle as well as length, but not really more than a few
millimeters at most Anna thought. she almost felt sorry for what she was
about to do to him, almost, but not quite completely sorry.
She
kneeled down so that she could gently stroke his balls, kissing the
underside of his shaft from the hairy base to the tip (even though she
was still a virgin, she knew something about men's equipment as she had
accidentally seen her mother and father making love, one hot summer
afternoon out by the pool when they thought no one was around. So, this
was her inspiration for what would come next) When she got to the tip
she swirled her tongue around the head tapping his opening. Then
engulfing his whole shaft, Anna now bobbed her head up and down a couple
of times. Just as she began to taste the salty pre-lube, that her
mother had warned her about, Andrew grabbed her head and tried to force
her to take more of him into her mouth than she was comfortable with.
She
pulled off of him and said "Don't do that Andrew. I don't like it when
someone tries to force me. Be nice to me and I will be nice to you."
Anna bobbed down again as he now said "I'm close! Just swallow it like I want you to, and it will be quickly done with."
She
slid down almost to his root and then she bit him hard enough to leave
bruises slid up and bit him again drawing blood this time, before she
squeezed his nuts in a vicelike grip, as she stood, of course he was
screaming with the pain.
"Andrew
your problem is you don't fucking listen, unless someone beats your
ass. Get control of your dick or it’s going to get you in a lot of
trouble. I was being nice too you, but you had to act like a shithead,
and I have to show you that just because you own a dick, doesn't mean
you have to act like one! By the way stay away from me asshole., or I'll
cut your nuts off. I am so very done being nice to you!" she let go of
his ball sack, as she felt him grab her by the throat. She smiled and
said "Now, now, you didn't listen. So here is the penalty for not paying
attention!" and with that Anna brought that powerful knee cap to
connect with his crotch. Andrew let out a loud cry and crumpled to the
ground while Anna wiped the slime of Andrew from the corner of her
mouth, walking around from the corner of the barn.
"I see you and Andrew had a chat." Paul said with a wink as he opened the back door for her.
"Naw,
Naw, I had enough of his bull shit, and he pissed me off so I fucking
bit him on his tally whacker and kicked him in the balls for good
measure! That ought to take care of him for a few weeks" said Anna as
she accepted a bottle of homemade ale from Paul.
Beth
let out a good loud chuckle before smiling and saying "Well good for
you! Maybe you're here, to teach the arse of the family some manners."
Everyone noticed the different way that Andrew was walking when he showed up for that evenings tea.
Andrew
was uncharacteristically quiet at the supper table for once. Except for
the apology to everyone, well except for Anna. When Paul started to
insist Anna said with a smug smile "No I have already extracted my
retribution, and we have come to an agreement., isn't that right, Andy?"
Andrew just nodded his head and asked to be excused from the table for the first time in years, Andrew was polite.
Things
would calm down for a while though Paul and Beth no longer had
relations anywhere but in their bedroom. It would come as no surprise
when Beth fell pregnant again.
Andrew
kept his distance from Anna for the most part. Four days later Beth
approached Anna. "You have to try going back tonight. There will be a
full moon. The Continuum Gates only open on a full moon. You haven't let
anyone open you, have you? You're still intact, Correct? She said as
she continued to put out the weeks laundry on the line behind the house.
"Open
me?" asked Anna followed by "I'm not sure I understand what you mean."
As she reached up to pin another sheet corner on the line.
"You
haven't let a man have you? That is, Um." Beth, now sighed as she
thought of how to phrase it. "You are still, a virgin? Correct?"
"Oh."
Anna now blushed "Yes, I haven't let any of your lads have me. The only
one I have shared a bed with is little Timmy. Did you know, he snores
and kicks in his sleep?"
"Yeah, he sometimes punches in his sleep too!" Beth giggled at the joke the family had played on the young American.
"We
should go to bed early tonight. I will get you up when it’s time. Wear
nothing but the shoes I gifted you, up to the stone circle, after you
enter the circle lay down on the alter stone and spread your legs and
arms. Take a really deep breath. Remember to take the shoes off before
you enter the circle. Paul says its holy ground and that's why everyone
that comes through the gate is at least barefoot. I will retrieve the
shoes in the morning." Said Beth
That
night after Tea most of the family were more than ready to go to bed
early. Everyone was tired. Anna kissed Timmy’s forehead and started to
say "if I'm not here in the morning Tim,” He pecked her on the lips. "I
know you're going back to your own time and place. You can't stay here
forever, or you might meet yourself and that would be bad. It's okay, my
Anna." They smiled at each other and then closed their eyes and fell
was a jostling of the bed. Anna expecting it to be Timmy thrashing
about in his sleep, was surprised to see two elite Jaguar warriors. They
were trying to reach for her and being thwarted in their attempts by
one super nimble six year old with a dark willow, size one, cricket bat.
"You
buggers aren't taking my Anna!" her little dark haired protector
declared, as he swung the bat at a knee cap one second, at the one
closest to him and the next second brought the roughly two foot piece of
wood around in a swinging roundhouse strike to the other fellows knee
cap. Then spinning back and catching the first one alongside the poor
man's head. Like some pint-sized, samurai warrior to the next man's
crotch. Producing howls of pain from both as he continued to bring the
bat down on the heads and faces of the two adults.
Suddenly
her door burst off of its hinges as Paul stepped into the room with the
rest of the Cotswold lads close behind. All of the lads sporting an
improvised club of some sort. A nine iron, a steel putter, or Cricket
bat of adult size and in Andrews hands was a long handled mop with a
mayhem that exploded in that little room was almost indescribable. The
Jaguar warriors were used to being outnumbered, but not by people with
metal war clubs in confined spaces and they weren't used to being
opposed by children or men much larger than themselves. This operation
was not going as planned for them. Their obsidian spear point festooned
clubs broke against the stone walls when they raised the weapon to swing
forward and missed. The steel putter broke the larger of the two clubs
when they struck each other. The dirty mop head added insult to injury
when Andrew smacked one of the warriors in the face with it. The look on
that poor fellows face said it all.
The
warriors were rescued by the squad of rainbow people who just walked
through the stone walls and in that same BBC style voice said "Alright.
gentlemen we will take it from here. Thank you for your restraint in
dealing with these rogues. The Prime will attend to these ruffians now,
thank you, for your assistance." With that the warriors started to glow
with a bright orange light and then vanished. "That should take care of
these two. However, we do need for the intact human female that is out
of synchronicity with the Continuum to be ready to transport to the
proper sphere before the moon sets. Oh yes! We shall need to transport
the remaining scoundrels in the other chamber as well."
At
that Anna happened to glance out of the bedroom to the front room where
four other Jaguar warriors lay trussed up with an assortment of
butchers twine, baling wire and the former decades, ugliest neck ties.
Like the others they disappeared as well. Leaving the ugliest ties
behind of course even the rainbow squad had standards. As The Prime saw
it an attempted crime of passion shouldn't lead to a double crime of
fashion.
Those neck ties were hideous and would be regardless of what era you would have found them in!
"Come on Anna let’s go we only have about twenty minutes until the moon sets declared Beth.
"I
want to go Mum" said Timmy as he now clung to Anna's leg. Anna's heart
melted to such a degree, that she almost said no I'm not going back to
my time, but she remembered Timmy’s statement "You can't stay here
forever, or you might meet yourself and that would be bad."
"If
we take you with us Timmy then we will be late because you can't travel
as fast as we can." Said Beth her heart breaking as she said those
spoke up now "I'll carry him Mum, he can ride on my shoulders all the
way there. It's not a bother!" grabbing his little brother and swinging
Timmy on to his shoulders Andrew said, "We'll race you there! let's go!"
as the two brothers raced out of the house and up the hill towards the
stone circle.
The women moving as quickly as they could in the moonlight, talked quietly as they scrambled up the hill.
"I know I have only been here for five days but, I feel like I'm leaving my family. Anna said, as she fought back tears.
"Oh,
Shush Luv. We will meet again in the proper time. This is not the
proper time for you." said Beth as they reached the stone circle. Andrew
and Timmy were nowhere to be seen. Beth called out to them but there
no!" said Beth as the very strong smell of burning copper was in the
air now. Very strongly reminding her of when her only daughter had
suddenly been sucked into a Continuum Gate ten years ago at the age of
nine. Sarah had been Andrews twin, he had never been the same after
that.
"What's wrong Beth?" asked Anna as she studied the older woman's face in the fading moonlight.
"Nothing!
Anna take your shoes off and step into the circle quickly! Or you will
miss your trip home! Now hurry!" said Beth as she pushed the younger
woman into the circle she tripped her, so that she could rip the shoes
pale blue light began to form around and between the stones and just as
Beth got the shoes off of Anna, she sat with a stunned expression, and
then vanished with a crackling popping sound and a very strong smell of
burning copper choking Beth.
She
began to cry for Timmy and Andrew. She knew they had been sucked into
the Continuum Gate. She prayed that Andrew would not be separated from
Timmy. Jumping was dangerous for adults. Beth couldn't imagine, what
would happen to Timmy without Andrews protection. She called for them a
couple of times and then began walking down the hill toward the house.
"Mum? Is that you?" she heard a young woman's voice and turned "That
sounded like Sarah!" she said in her mind.
"Sarah?" Beth questioned the voice.
"Mum,
Andrew is here with me. Don't worry we will find Timmy and come right
home!" there was the sound of gunfire and then static and the glow from
the stones ended. The entire hillside was quiet now.
Anna
landed with a thud on the grassy ground. The putrid odor of burning
copper choking her as she looked up from the pale skinned, bare feet
before her to the red and blue striped pajamas of a child before being
engaged by the dark blue terrified eyes of Timmy.
"Auntie,
where are, we? I'm scared! I've called for Mum and Dad, After Andrew
set me down. But this isn't England and there are snakes here. I seen
them. They scare me. I'm scared they are going to eat me!" with that he
reached out to the youngster and said "I'm not sure Timmy. I just got
here; in case you hadn't noticed." She said as she brushed the grass off
of herself as well as him. "Don't worry about the snakes too much, just
don't put your hands or feet anywhere that you can't clearly see into,
and you won't get bitten. Also, stay close to me. I won't let anything
stood and saw Cahokia State Park, the sun was just rising now. Anna
could see they were atop of Monks mound. Thankfully, there were no live
or dead hoodlums to worry about. But it was going to be a very long walk
home, because there was also no Franny or any other car available. It
wouldn't matter anyway because she had lost the keys somewhere.
"Good news, Timmy!" Anna said with a smile" I know where we are!"
"This
is a very strange looking place, Auntie. I'm not sure I like it." said a
somewhat sullen Timmy. "I'm hungry as well, might we find some tea and
it would be better if you rode on my shoulders like a knight on the
back of a noble steed, going forth to slay dragons!" Anna said tapping
into that sense of adventure that all lads seem to have, regardless of
where they hail from or what era they belong to. Timmy smiled broadly
and said "Yes! That sounds like a positively splendid Idea! My Anna,
lead the way we have dragons to slay"! As she bent down to place the lad
on her shoulders she thought, this is so much easier than letting him
Gravel parking lot was painful to navigate in bare feet and Anna was
almost glad for the semi smooth surface of the asphalt road. When a car
she recognized stopped in front of her and Timmy.
"Anna and Timmy! Quickly get in the automobile before anyone see's you." Instructed her next-door neighbor Mr. Cotswold.
"Dad?" said a stunned Timmy.
"Do
as your told, now then." he said with a smile. "Quickly. Quickly! Now,
we don't have a second to waste!" Mr. Cotswold said as he grabbed Timmy
off of Anna shoulders. Anna had never seen him agitated before. He was
always cooler than an English Cucumber. Anna climbed into the Land
Rover. "Buckle up now! Don't need a ticket, now do we? I will explain as
much as I can, when we return to your grandmother's house Anna. Timmy
It might make sense in a bit, that is if we can get this mess sorted
had never ridden in a car as fancy and as fast as this one. In fact, he
couldn't remember riding anything but a tractor or a school bus. He was
very impressed that His Dad had such a fancy vehicle.
Arriving at his house he said "Quickly now we mustn't let anyone see us for very long outside."
Once
inside he set the water to boil for tea in his kettle, pulling down a
couple of jars of Jam from the cupboard, he dug into the drawer for a
couple of spoons. "Anna luv, there is a nice loaf of sourdough bread in
the freezer. Would you retrieve that, while I set up the toaster?" she
saw that he had reached up for the appliance that was sat on the top of
the opposite cupboard from the pantry door.
Soon
the trio was sitting and devouring the toast and tea. It was Timmy who
spoke first, "Tell me Dad, how did you come to be here in America this
morning, when I clearly left you in England last night?"
"Ah,
well, Yes, Timmy, first I am not Dad. That is to say, I am not our
father, Paul Cotswold. I am your youngest brother, Philip." Seeing the
curious and confused look on Timmy and Anna's faces, he went on to
explain. "I am one of the brothers that Mum will have when you go back. I
am the one after our youngest sister Mary. Mary will be born after
Michael, who was born after the twins Ruth and Peter who came along
right after James. I am the baby of the family so to speak."
"Alright,
so did you know we were going to be at Cahokia and why all of the
secrecy?" Questioned Anna annoyed at the turn of events.
"Yes
Anna I have known for quite some time. That you would return today and
that it was my duty to retrieve you and Timmy from the state park."
Phillip said from behind his teacup. "There can't be any pictures of
"little Timmy" taken in this era as it would alter the Time Continuum.
To prevent that you must remain out of sight Tim."
"How did you know" asked Timmy.
Quite
simple my dear brother your older self, back in England in the late
1980s. You will tell me about the marvelous adventure you went on and
also tell me about the different times that you will jump through a
Continuum Gate. You told me that I was to retrieve you and Anna from the
park and before anyone could take your picture. We will meet Andrew and
our oldest sister Sarah here. You can't leave the house while it is
still daylight. Neither one of you.
"Why is that Mr. Cotswold?" said a disbelieving Anna.
"Anna do you know how long you have been gone?" Phillip asked from over his tea cup.
"I was gone maybe a week at most" Said Anna as she stood up and stretched her arms over her head.
"No
Anna you have been gone for the last seven years. The government
declared you officially dead yesterday. However, Timmy here had had the
forethought to provide you with a passport showing you to have been
living abroad. Not sure how he accomplished that without you being
present but, I'm glad he did!" Phillip now said with a wink for both of
my grandmother still alive? What about my brothers what happened to
them? Anna now became agitated and nervous about what people would
grandmother is quite aware of what has happened to you, but of course
she had to feign ignorance or be locked up as a loon."
Just
then Phillips' cell phone rang. "Yes. Yes I have both the small English
package and the really pretty American one with the gold trim sitting
at my kitchen table presently!" he stated with a smile as he looked at
never having seen a cell phone was very curious about this device.
Looking this way and that, he started to question what it was. But
Phillip motioned for him to be quiet.
Ah..
yes! Okay, Tea it is then! Right! See you then.. I shall bring them
over for you. And tell me, are Celeste and Cecil going to be in
attendance then? Right, okay, I shall bring the biscuits. Yes Ma'am it
definitely is! Bye for now."
To be continued in part 3. Based on a post by ThreeFathomsDeep and Atomica24, for Literotica.
