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.

Now I had a way in.

I returned to the summer of '77, broke in, and searched around the house. Naturally, this was before the time of PCs, so I was looking for a safe.

I am not afraid to admit that it took several days. Finally, I found something behind a vast, framed picture of the frat logo hanging on the wall in one of the basement utility rooms. I should have been suspicious about that in the first place, because who hangs something like that in a utility room?

Behind the picture was a small crawl space, big enough for me to wiggle through - and indeed for Sappers to get through. I was slightly concerned about coming face-to-face with him, but what were the odds?

Fortunately, the odds were in my favor. No Sappers.

When I built a police case, I had all the evidence there: papers, reports, even some newspaper clippings. I made copies of them all. I am sure you can guess how exactly I went to get copies. Hey, I love to fucking cum, OK? Sue me, bitch.

After reviewing all that stuff, I still had not found any stocks or bonds.

On the wall hung a picture of the moon. I was sure that was an obvious clue, so I moved the picture and found a wall safe.

Did I mention Sappers was pretty fucking predictable? The safe combination was his fucking birthday. It was pretty easy to get in there, take every stock and bond I could find, and replace them with worthless forgeries.

Then I popped back into my own time, then back to 2003. Here, I found his computer.

Once again, his password was damn simplistic. Once again, his birthday.

So, I moved his stocks to another account (HINT: The Planetary Society got a generous donation from an anonymous donor).

Then I rechecked his safe (same combination), removed any new stocks, replaced them, and popped back into my own time.

Then I returned to Babe and I's house, where I reviewed the records.

He had also been buying up large plots of grassland and forest area. Even today, those were privately owned plots of natural land. He had not been buying up real estate and selling it. He had been keeping it.

This mystified me.

He had also been buying large amounts of big construction equipment and paying workers.

I managed to access some satellite data - please don't ask how I could do that, or I would have to kill you. Anyway, I searched the images on those large plots of land - on one week in 2010, several large pieces of equipment appeared on the north side of the property but were gone the following week. They never appeared again.

I searched through years of satellite imagery, comparing one with the other. The only differences I noticed were natural ones - flooding, growth during the spring and summer, then nature hibernating in the fall and winter.

No construction.

Nothing.

I returned to the frat house three months before we first encountered Sappers. I ransacked the place again. He had not looked at any of the stocks in the safe yet. I took a bunch of data back to our time and reviewed it again.

I found a bunch of flight records. No idea what that was about.

I again went back to the frat house, this time in 1977. I searched all over the place, finding nothing of interest.

I even went through the single bookshelf on the wall, flipping through each book, seeing if there was anything of use in them, if anything might fall out. I was getting nothing.

Some detectives I was.

With a sigh, I sat in his desk chair, one of the books in my lap. I looked at the title.

How To Build a Rocket Ship.

No.

Fucking.

Shit.

I popped back to my time, again looking through data. I found the names of the construction workers he hired.

Most specialized in building launch pads.

I looked through other names on his payroll.

These were people who designed and built rocket ships, who built colonization units for off-Earth locations.

Like on the moon.

It was all dawning on me. Sort of.

I went to the plot of land.

It was fenced off, but nothing I could not handle. I entered at the north side of the property, which was at a higher elevation than most of the rest of the property.

There, I found the entrance to the cave. Though quite old and eroded, hints of heavy equipment entering the cave were obvious.

Carefully, I went inside the cave. I will not try to be all dramatic or anything - had something happened to me, would I be writing this? I think not.

I did, however, find the launch pads. Eight of them. Inside a vast underground cavern.

I returned to my place, then popped back to when I left Babe with Gabby and Stacy.

I found them sitting in bed, cuddling and likely about to be up to no good.

I told them everything I had found.

Chapter Four: What Are We Going to Do About That?

"So... you took all of his stocks and bonds, and he still built all of that stuff," Babe said as a matter of fact. Damn it, she always had a knack for pointing out the obvious stuff I had not seen.

I nodded.

"So... how do we stop him?"

I let out a deep, long breath. It was about to get weird.

But I had been training for years. Maybe not particularly this, but for something. And that was this.

"I go to the moon and see what the hell is going on and try to stop him," I said.

They looked at me like I had just shoved an asteroid up my ass. At that moment, it probably would not have been a terrible thing.

Babe blinked at me. "Sweety... that sounds like suicide."

I nodded. "It does. But, with some planning... well... this might happen. I might get through this without anything happening and the... well, the moon not blowing up and destroying the Earth."

The next stuff will sound fantastic, like sci-fi James Bond. But I swear it happened. If it had not, you would not be reading this.

First, we took all the old stocks and bonds I had taken from Sappers and cashed them in through several avenues. Gabby was most useful there, as she had some pretty wealthy connections for cashing in questionable items like that for pretty hefty fortunes.

In the end, we ended up with billions of dollars.

Then we laundried the fuck out of that money. Not to make it untraceable, but to get older bills.

Then we went back to 1977, bought a vast plot of land, construction equipment, and guys who knew how to use it. I even ended up using some of the Sappers' people. Please don't ask me how it worked out; I could never completely wrap my mind around all that timely wimey stuff.

In 1977, we launched a rocket to the moon. Gabby found the guy responsible for reporting things like mysterious rocket launches in the middle of the U. S. and fucked his brains out. So, the story never made it out. The government never knew. We were far enough in a deserted location, probably surrounded by Pacific water. No one saw the launch except for a few satellites that mysteriously lost their data.

While we had been building all of that stuff, Babe was training to be an astronaut. I shit you not. Yeah, it was she we shot into space.

When her capsule landed on the moon, she set up a living unit not far from one of the landing spots Sappers had marked on his moon map from 2012.

She returned, mysteriously unnoticed, and was rescued by a boat crewed by three horny girls who fucked the shit out of her once she recovered from her trip.

On a side note, if you ever get a chance to eat the pussy of a woman who has been on the moon, do it. Especially if you have eaten her pussy before. Somehow, a vagina which has been on the moon tastes different!

On another side note, watching her ride Gabby's strap on while Stacy ass fucked her from behind was a HUGE turn on! Stacy fucks like an absolutely sweetie of a sweetheart, making sure she fucked my love's ass nice and tender like. On the other hand, Gabby grasped Babe's waist and slid in and out of her with a perfect rhythm that would make Ringo Starr tap his feet. She came three times getting fucked like that. I came twice, just watching!

We popped back to our time.

Babe shook her head. "I still do not know about this. I mean... space is mean, Linda! It seemed like it was angry about space! Do not get me wrong, the view from the moon was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The pictures do not do justice. But, wow, space is a bitch."

I sighed. We tried everything we could to stop the Sappers. Seeing what he was doing was my only chance. At least, I felt like it was. Like I said, I was never international spy material. Then again, it was not like we were going after some Goldfinger supervillain here. The sappers truly was a dumbass. A rich, spoiled little dumbass who thought his riches and time travel abilities would take him anywhere. But I digress.

We had worked so far and had done so much, but had gained so little.

We felt like we needed this.

Security at Sappers' space compound was... well, no security. It was easy enough to figure out the time and date of the launch, as there had been a rare earthquake reported in the area at that time.

A few days before launch, I hid in an extra spacesuit in one of the rockets.

Have you ever tried eating, sleeping, and going to the bathroom in a spacesuit? Never mind. Only a few people can answer that question; I am sure they are not reading it. It is not much fun, and I will not go into the gruesome details. I was very relieved when launch day came.

I will not lie and say I was confident my suit would hide me. I thought Sappers would surely catch me once he entered the capsule.

Well, for one thing, it was not Sappers who entered the capsule, but some smoking hot blonde chick. From how she was built and acted, I felt she was a fellow time traveler.

She sat in another seat near the captain's chair, or whatever you wanted to call it. At first, I was a little confused, wondering why Sappers were piloting this ship, then I remembered there were seven other ships in the launch pad. Supers had to be on one of them. I just happened to have chosen one he was not on.

Never once did she glance in my direction. She never once suspected she had a passenger.

Moments after she suited up, the whole place rocked. From our window, I could see debris falling from above. All the land that had covered the cave's dome had been blown away. The rockets were now all pointing towards space.

Without any more ado, a short countdown began, and we were launched into space.

I may have blacked out.

OK, I blacked out. I don't know if it was the Gs, the pressure, the lack of sleep, or all of the above, but the next thing I knew, the moon was full view of our window. I know enough about space travel to understand that the moon does not suddenly appear in your window until you are VERY near that fucker, so we were very close that fucker.

As I silently watched, she gained control of the controls and plopped us down for a nice, safe landing.

She sat up and left the capsule.

I sat there, frozen, for a little bit. I told you; I didn't have a fucking plan!

But I knew I had to do something. I mean, I was thousands of miles from home. It was not like I could walk my way back.

I had already been suited up, so I left the capsule myself.

I bounced off the moon. Nobody told me that the moon's gravity was that fucking light!

When I reached the bottom of the ladder, I leapt slightly. But I had leapt a lot and flown out of control a few hundred feet through the air.

Because of my slow motion, I had enough time to at least land on my feet the first time, then had a couple of mini bounces until I finally got my bearings and stood still on the moon.

I was a few feet from the dome.

The girl was entering the dome.

Running as hard as I could, I tore through the door before she could close it. When she closed the door, decompressed the room, and got the air quality to the liking of human beings, she tore off her helmet.

"Who the fuck are you?" she demanded.

I took mine off, looking around for a weapon if I needed one. I did not want to use one, but I also did not want to get caught with my pants down on the moon.

"I'm a fellow time-traveler," I blurted out.

This seemed to hit her on the side of the face like a Hunter Greene fastball.

She stared at me for a couple of seconds, mouth slightly open. "That's impossible," she said. "There are only two of us."

"Two?"

She nodded.

"Sappers said he and you were the only time travelers?" I asked incredulously.

Her eyes narrowed. "How do you know about him? He is totally under the radar."

"He is NOT under the radar and about to blow up the moon!"

She shook her head. "No. No. That is not right. This is an exploration mission. We are..." she paused. "You can travel through time?" I nodded. "The same way..."

I nodded again. "Orgasms."

She blew through her mouth and sat down. "The fucker said I was special."

"Yeah, sweet talker he is."

She shook her head again. "But we are not going to blow up the Earth. He is in one of the rockets. We are doing a research mission." She walked over to a device I had never seen before. It looked like a combination of a personal computer, a small radar dish, and a megaphone. I don't know. I have never been that tech-savvy. "In about..." She checked her watch. "Seven minutes, I am supposed to start... well... supposed to start playing with myself. I am to edge myself for 24 minutes. This will take us back far enough that we can witness some of the early stages of the Earth and Moon's life."

"When you return, only your space suit will go with you. This other stuff will not."

She shook her head again. "No. That is what this device is for. It... transmits the orgasm. Somehow. Please don't ask me how it works. But I am supposed to hold onto this handle when I cum. It transmits the strength of the orgasm, so this entire habitat goes with me. And maybe some other stuff."

"Some other stuff," I said, realization dawning on me. "Like... the moon. Fuck." I sat down, thinking. "But if you go thousands of years into the past... how come the moon breaks apart in our time?" I scratched my head. "Where are the other rockets at?"

She clicked a couple of buttons on the device. It showed a map of the moon, eight evenly spaced dots blinking on the map. "Right there."

I looked at the map, shaking my head. "I wish I knew enough about physics and geology... But I think those are spaced far enough to... to... to weaken the moon, somehow, when you all go into the past. Fuck. This isn't good. We have to stop them." I looked around. "Where are your com units?"

She crossed her eyebrows.

"How the fuck do you talk to each other?"

She shrugged. "We don't. It is just me and Sappers..."

"It is not just you and Sappers. There are six other people in those six other rockets. What do you think those were there for?"

She shrugged. "Supplies... or something. Listen, I'm not a professional or anything. I just... I can travel through time when I cum..."

I nodded, putting my helmet on. "Do you have any toys to make you cum? Something you don't have to touch. Because I highly suggest putting that helmet on and figuring out a way to do it right now."

She nodded and put on her helmet. She brought her hand up and clicked a couple of buttons, grunting in pleasure when she hit the last one.

I had been doing the same thing. I had connected a wireless sex toy I already had placed against my clit to controls on the wrist of my suite.

My toy vibrated.

I saw a flash, somewhere in the distance over the moon's horizon.

I felt a quake. It was not me cumming yet.

I watched as the moon shifted.

I grabbed her hand.

I orgasmed.

The world flashed white.

We were standing on the surface of the moon.

The habitat was nowhere to be seen. Neither was her rocket.

But the habitat Babe had built decades earlier was in the distance. I grabbed her hand and motioned for her to follow.

In a daze, she did so, looking around. She mouthed words, but I could not hear them.

We entered the habitat, depressurized, and got the atmosphere breathable.

I took off my helmet.

She did the same.

I took off my suit.

She did the same.

We were both naked.

She had a rocking body.

I stuck out my hand. "My name is Linda. Pleased to meet you," I said.

She looked around, dazed. She took my hand, shaking it lightly. "Holly," she said quietly. She sank to the ground, shaking her head. "I... I'm sorry. Something hit. I'm exhausted right now."

I nodded. "Shock. Been there a few times." I helped her up and led her to bed. Babe had done a fucking great job in making this place like home.

Holly fell into bed and was asleep almost immediately. I snuggled in the blankets beside her and went to sleep myself.

Chapter Five: Back On Earth

Gabby, Stacy, and I watched the rockets head towards the sky.

"Do you think she can stop them?" Stacy asked.

Gabby shook her head. "No. But I think she can find answers. I hope she can find answers. That is what her mission is."

We walked back to the car, drove into town, and waited.

That night, the moon flickered and fell apart.

Stacy grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. I knew what to do. Gabby was doing the same thing herself.

We both popped up a few weeks ago.

"Fuck," I said quietly.

Stacy nodded in agreement.

Gabby was already looking at the sky, where the moon shone. "She is up there. She has to be. She has to be fixing it," she said quietly. I am sure she was trying to reassure herself as much as she was trying to reassure us. She looked at her device.

"All right, our meeting time is still a few months back," Gabby told us. "Let's go back to talk to our moon babe."

Chapter Six: To the Moon, and Back

So, I have never been much of a psychiatrist. Hello, that is Babe's department, I guess. But sometimes I can still work, making people feel better. And, yeah, I am not afraid to use my body to do it.

When Holly and I woke up, we were wrapped in each other. I am not sure how that happened, but it sure was not anything I was against.

"Hi there," she said through sleepy eyes, glancing around to make sure it was real.

"Hey," I said, pasting on my best fake face. Everything will be all right. "How'd you sleep?"

"Not bad, considering I've never slept out here before."

I nodded. "Yeah. Same."

She glanced down. "We are both naked," she said, a slight blush on her face.

I giggled a little. "Similar fashion sense. Didn't figure clothes would do much good in space travel."

She giggled too. I noticed she had not broken her hold on me. I did not do the same. Her body felt pretty good next to mine. "Yeah. Same. Didn't think I would be running into anybody out here anyhow."

I let out a large laugh.

"So... where are we?"

Reluctantly, I released my hold on her, got up, got my device from my space suit, and looked at it. "About seven months before the launch."

"Then... we need to stop him. I mean... that was the moon blowing up, right?"

I nodded as I climbed back into bed and held onto her again. She sighed and put her head on my shoulder. "I've seen it a few times now," I said. I let out a long sigh. "I went past that point once. About 10 years have passed. I had a suit on, just in case. Good thing I did. The surface was unlivable. The atmosphere was gone. The gravity was very weak. Some parts of Earth might have been torn off in the collision."

Holy gulped. "Shit," she said quietly.

She looked around. "Is there an escape pod or something hidden in here?"

I nodded. "A rover. One of the compartments outside."

She crossed her eyes and looked deep into my own eyes. "You're not shitting me?"

I shook my head. "We built this all in preparation. We can travel to the other landing spots and try to stop them. My device... Babe reprogrammed it a bit. It looked up to see where the other landing spots are. We can go to the other landing spots and camp until we find the other travelers. Maybe until we find Sappers."

"What do we do with him?"

I shook my head. "I don't know. We have to stop him in some way. I don't want to hurt him or anything... but we have to stop him."

She nodded in agreement. "Yeah," she said quietly.

I tightened my hold on her a little bit more. "Hey... listen. We have much time before they get here. And, well, sometimes this excitement makes me a little bit... more excited. And you are fucking hot... and..." I raised my eyebrows.

She buried her head in her hands, turning red and giggling. She looked at me through parted fingers. "Yeah. OK. I would like that," she said between giggles.

I went to my suit and grabbed my plug, unceremoniously shoving it into my behind. Holly followed my lead and got a plug from her suit, pushing it into her cute little pooper.

We climbed back into the bed, kissing passionately.

My fingers softly caressed her body.

Her fingers gently did the same to mine.

Almost immediately, she found my wet spot. "Oh wow," she whispered, sliding a finger inside of me.

My finger found her tunnel.

When we were fingering each other, we moved the blankets aside.

The blankets were weighted.

The moon has 1/6 the gravity of Earth.

Without the weighted blankets, we had nothing to hold us down should there be any sudden movements. Not even a jump was essential, maybe a hard thrust with an elbow into the bed or something.

While fingering each other, one of us catapulted us both into the air, where we floated gently for a few moments, then landed on the floor.

Because we were looking into each other's eyes while we were finger fucking each other, we did not notice we were briefly air born.

When we landed on the ground, we both looked around in surprise, realized what had happened, laughed, then continued finger fucking each other.

Her fingers felt incredible inside of me. It was very obvious to me that Holly knew her way around a woman's vagina.

I, of course, also knew my way around her vagina - and it was obvious she was enjoying my fingers.

Mmm, fuck that little cutie was so fucking hot.

I love Babe a lot. A whole lot. Like, enough to want to spend my entire life with her. I never told her that part, so please keep that to yourself!

Anyway, I love Babe like the world. I would go to the moon and back for her - basically, I did. When I thought of all the people I had lost when the moon hit the Earth, I thought about the building collapsing on top of Babe.

Needless to say, going to the moon was outside of my comfort zone. But here I was.

I love Babe dearly.

And I know she loves me dearly.

We also have a very open relationship. Granted, neither of us did a whole lot about it. There were Real Man, Stacy, and Gabby. There was younger me fucking older me. Hell, there was Babe fucking various stages of me. But just because we fucked other people did not mean we were not heads over heels in love with each other.

We were.

When I started my little adventure, Babe pulled me aside and let me know that she realized that sex was probably going to be a pretty big part of the adventure, since it had played a key role in it already. She said she understood that anything I did during the adventure was in the name of the adventure, and that she would be back there waiting for me.

She giggled a little. "I mean, if you can finger bang some cutie on the way..." She shrugged and smiled. "Go for it! You know Stacy, Gabby, and I will probably be making out a lot down here."

So, I did not feel the least bit guilty about banging Holly. I wish Babe could have been there with us.

That really would have been fucking hot.

We started to float again when Holly arched her back and groaned a little, hungry.

My hand got soaked as her orgasm erupted.

I looked down and saw little translucent white droplets floating away.

Maneuvering myself so her fingers remained inside of me, I moved to devour her floating cum. It was a challenge, but I was hungry and got every drop.

Fuck her juices tasted so good.

Meanwhile, her fingers were working magic inside of my walls, causing me to erupt and send my little cum droplets all over our habitat.

Holly went after them like she was Ms. Packman.

When we both landed on the floor, I was face to face with her sopping wet pussy.

My lips went to it like a magnet.

At about the same time, her lips started nibbling on my pussy, as we both gently pushed our bodies off the floor and into the air.

Let me tell you, folks, chowing down on a hot little cutie in a slippery 69 as she devours my pussy at the same time is out of this world! Literally.

I will not lie - Babe's pussy tastes a lot better, but Holly had a nice little bitter sweetness in herself that I could not stop lapping at. And I do not need to remind you, my oral skills are pretty good.

She did not last long as she squirted on my face. Again, I caught all of her juices before they got into any critical equipment. A little bit after, I squirted into her mouth, as she also lovingly lapped up my juices from the air.

"OK," I said. "I am almost out of breath here... but I have to try one more thing..." I said, grabbing her leg and moving one of my legs beside it, then twisting until it was between both legs.

Holly smiled and understood, moving herself, gently pushing us off the ground as we twisted and turned until our pussies were mashing together in midair.

Scissoring is not one of the easiest things to do in the world, especially when that world has gravity like Earth.

But when it has 1/6 gravity... holy fuck.

Continually pushing ourselves off the floor, we were able to mostly get into position ideally, our labia almost perfectly intertwined, even our clits rubbing together.

Feeling that girl's cunt rub against mine in little gravity... I cannot even begin to describe the feeling it gave us, but it was one of the most spectacular singular feelings I had ever had.

While I was bucking her pussy, I knew I had to try it with Babe, sometime.

Both of us virtually came at the same time, my pussy throbbing and squirting into hers as hers throbbed and squirted into mine.

Feeling her squirting against my already sensitive pussy sent me over the edge AGAIN.

By the time we were both done, we were spent, lying on the floor, panting for air, covered in sweat.

We heard a little giggling.

We both perked up.

A giggle was the last thing we expected.

"Hey, when you two love birds are done in there, we have some business to attend."

That was Babe's voice!

What the hell was she doing on the moon, I thought in a daze.

Meanwhile, Holly got up and bounced over to the thing, which was a video system.

There was Babe's face, looking at us, smiling. The faces of Stacy and Gabby could be seen in the background.

"Hey, Babe, could you introduce us to your new friend?" Stacy asked.

Holly yelped and jumped to the side. "That is NOT a picture!" she said.

I shook my head and smiled. I had many explanations to do.

Chapter Seven: Back to the Drawing Board

One of the great things about time travel is that it enables us sometimes to go back and erase mistakes. After all, that is what we were trying to do in the end - erase Sappers' big mistake.

We did not know what to expect when we sent Linda to the moon. In reality, I had a pretty big pit in my stomach that would be no results.

Linda is the dearest person in the world to me. I wanted to make sure she was safe.

Unfortunately, there was no great way to ensure she was safe. She might be found if we planted a camera on her when she first got on the Sappers' ship. We didn't have a chance to sneak into the compound and plant cameras on the outside of the rocket.

So, when I went to the moon in 1977, I planted cameras everywhere. Some were motion detection, just in case, but we controlled most.

A few days after launch, we started watching the camera feed.

Almost on cue, we saw the landing pod gently touch down on the moon's surface. A few minutes later, we saw a spacesuit emerge from the landing vehicle, followed by another. Both entered a pre-existing habitat.

A few moments later, we saw a bright flash on the horizon.

A couple of minutes later, we heard screams outside.

"All right, ladies," Gabby said with a sigh. "We had a feeling something like this might happen. We have a plan for it. Are you ready?"

We nodded.

Stacy grabbed my hand and put it between her legs. I knew what to do. Gabby was doing the same thing herself.

We both popped up a few weeks ago.

"Fuck," I said quietly.

Stacy nodded in agreement.

Gabby was already looking at the sky, where the moon shone. "She is up there. She has to be. She has to be fixing it," she said quietly. I am sure she was trying to reassure herself as much as she was trying to reassure us. She looked at her device.

"All right, our meeting time is still a few months back," Gabby told us. "Let's go back to talk to our moon babe.

We went back a few months ago.

We again switched the cameras to the habitat I built in 1977, aiming them towards where we had seen the two space suits enter the habitat.

We waited.

"There they are," Gabby said patiently when two flashes appeared in the distance.

Two space suits appeared out of nowhere.

They bounced towards our habitat, then entered.

We looked at the external cameras. The pair removed their suits.

A naked Linda stood facing another naked woman. They began talking, and the other woman introduced herself as Holly.

Gabby cleared her throat. "Listen, I hate to interrupt your pleasantries, but we have much to deal with."

Neither of the ladies reacted to her voice.

"Hello? Can you hear me?" Gabby asked.

There was still no reaction.

Linda went to her suit and grabbed her device, looking at it. "About seven months," she said. Yes, I said to myself, exactly as we had planned... but why the fuck can't they hear us!

Gabby tried to get back with them for several moments as the two girls fell asleep.

Gabby checked the controls and everything she could to ensure the microphone was plugged in. Nothing worked.

"Listen," she told me. "Stacy and I have another plan we need to implement immediately. Are you OK here? At least for a couple of hours."

I nodded. "What about when they wake up?"

She sighed. "We have plenty of time. If they wake up... watch. Maybe they will have sex with each other."

I smiled and nodded.

After a couple of hours, Gabby and Stacy returned.

"So... we sent seven more rockets to the moon. I... a little bit back, I worked on some AI to build some habitats on the moon without us there. I think we have a rather good new plan."

She told me.

It sounded good, and I nodded in agreement when she was done.

By then, the pair had woken up from the moans and groans. A little bit later, two naked bodies were floating in the air, fingering each other.

"Oh my," Gabby said. "This is a whole new level of pornography I had never expected!"

We watched in amazement.

It was remarkably hot.

"I'm wet right now," Stacy said quietly. I glanced over. Her hands were between her legs.

"Do make sure not to send yourself a couple of decades past," Gabby said, her cheeks flushed.

"I'm practicing safe sex!" Stacy said. "I have my plug in!"

"Good girl," Gabby said, squirming a little bit.

Stacy bit her lower lip, watching the proceedings on the screen. She glanced at Gabby, who was so red that she was practically exploding. "Hey, if you feel like you need to get some pressure off..." she smiled and grinned, spreading her legs a bit wider and digging her fingers in a bit deeper.

Gabby glanced at me. "Perhaps it is not I whom you should worry about, dear. How are you doing, Babe?"

I smiled. "Wet as hell," I answered.

She shrugged. "Do you need a hand with that? This way, you can continue watching."

I smiled. "Sure!" I spoke.

Gabby smiled and crawled between my legs, removing my shorts and panties before spreading my legs. Without any ado, her tongue was deep inside of my pussy. I did not need any introduction... I was getting very near as it was.

Stacy glanced at us as she continued fingering herself. "Fuck that is hot," she said as the pair on the video screen climbed into a floating 69.

I was about to agree when the orgasm just suddenly hit me. Gabby let out a delighted gasp as my body shook in her hungry mouth.

She looked into my eyes, her mouth soaking wet. "I do believe you needed that, love," she said with a smile.

I readily nodded.

"OK," Stacy said, grabbing the tablet and walking away. "Come. We are all going to cum."

She sat on the sofa, spreading her legs and switching the tablet feed to the television.

Stacy started playing with herself again.

Gabby and I wasted no time, sitting on both sides of her.

We traded fingers and hands until I was fingering Stacy, Gabby was fingering Stacy, and Stacy was fingering Gabby and me. Stacy seemed to be getting the best part of the deal.

We watched as the pair floated into the air and began rubbing pussies together.

"Fuck," I said quietly. "I have to try that sometime."

It was all too much for us to take. The three of us came almost simultaneously as the women on the screen.

Fuck that was hot.

I leaned over and giggled.

I saw the two react.

Frantically, I looked around.

On the table beside me was a wireless microphone. I grabbed it.

"Hey, when you two love birds are done in there, we have some business to attend," I said.

The other girl, confused, walked over to one of the video screens we had installed in the habitat.

Silently, I watched as Linda walked over to the tablet.

I had crawled to the television, looking at it closely. Looking at the sweating, beautiful body of the woman I loved dearly. Damn it, I could have eaten that television if I thought it would bring me to her!

But we had stuff to do.

I smiled at Holly.

Holly yelped and jumped to the side. "That is NOT a picture!" she said.

I could not help laughing.

Damn I missed Linda so much. But she had a job to do. And it looked like she was having a lot of fun on the moon, in a way I certainly did not expect.

The five of us talked, exchanging plans.

We all filled each other in, then filled in the blanks for our plan.

By the time we were done, it was a damn solid plan.

During the entire time, I could not help but take my eyes from the love of my life. I missed her so much.

I wanted to spend all of my life with her.

I hoped we had a chance.

Chapter Eight: Buff Battle on The Moon

Babe surmised that there were seven other time travelers on the seven other rockets.

Each would land at a different habitat at strategically different locations on the moon. Each of those habitats contained a device that would magnify the time-traveling power of the person holding onto the controls.

Those magnifications would be enough to rock the moon apart.

All we needed to do was get to each of those other landing sites and stop the person who landed there from cumming. Eventually, we would reach a point where the moon would not be torn apart.

Babe, Gabby, and Stacy had already set up habitats next to the following seven landing sites. We also had a rover at this site and each of the other sites.

The trips were honestly boring. I mean, yeah, we were driving on the moon! Yay!

But there is no color. And if you've seen one crater, you've seen almost all of them.

Looking at the Earth floating in the blackness above us is fucking spectacular! For a while.

Then it gets boring, too.

And there is no way to make a trip across the moon quickly. With the gravity situation and potholes, getting from point A to point B takes a while.

Especially when the distance is about 250 miles.

Mind you, driving on the moon for 250 miles is a lot different than driving for 250 miles on Earth. A trip like that takes a few hours on Earth. On the moon, it can take about a month.

In our case, it took an average of two and a half months.

Pretty brutal tips.

When we arrived at the first habitat, we still had about four months before the rocket was supposed to land.

So, we used our pussies to make up that time, bringing ourselves to orgasm until we were only a day from the landing.

Then we waited.

"What if it's Sappers?" Holy asked.

"Knock him out?" I said, picking up a cooking pan.

Holly nodded in approval. "Never did like that cocksucker," she said. "Not sure how I fell for that shit."

As it turns out, seven other women felt the same way.

From every rocket came another woman who was a time traveler.

None of the women took much convincing to come to our side. We didn't even have to promise cookies!

Damn it, I wanted a cookie. Not many of those are on the moon.

I also wanted to be with Babe.

None of those are on the moon.

Granted, the other women were hot.

But they were not Babe.

Each time we convinced the other girl to come to our side, we would see a flash in the distance, and the moon would vibrate.

When we were down to the last two, I was very worried.

When there were nine of us, I was beside myself.

Even when we convinced Cherry to come to our side, the horizon turned white, and the moon vibrated. Even after every fucking one of us was in that one habitat, the moon started to break apart.

For shits and giggles, only I went to the time and place when the moon started falling apart, me by myself, me alone.

I still saw a flash in the distance.

I sat on a cot, three months before the explosion. I was beside myself.

I had no idea what to do.

"We have our satellite system," Gabby told me. "We launched them in 1977. We detected no unusual launches, no other landings on the moon."

"How the fuck?" I said quietly.

She shook her head. Babe was in the background.

"We have imagery all over the moon. Except for what we have planted and are aware of, there is no extra vessel on the moon."

"Nothing?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said quietly. "Just the habitats we built, the ones Sappers constructed, some old relics from NASA's Apollo missions, and some other minor landing missions before and after.

Babe perked up.

"Maybe there are transmitters there," she said.

We all looked at her.

"And... maybe whoever is cumming does not necessarily have to be on the moon. Maybe this isn't an exploration mission. Maybe this is revenge."

She swallowed and explained.

When she was done, we were all silent for quite a while, drinking it all in.

I almost felt sick to my stomach.

I mean, here I was in a bit of a habitat with eight gorgeous women - and I was not at all in the mood to lick any of them. That wasn't good!

Babe sighed. "I think I can find out where the signal is coming from... but, well... I think we will have to go through all of this again." She looked at us on the video screen. "This will be a rough one... but it would be much easier if you were all spread around the moon to capture the signal. Gabby, Stacy, and I will also have to spread out here. The further apart we are, the easier it will be to find him. I do realize the dangers... But I think this will work."

We all silently nodded.

Once again, Stacy, Babe, and Gabby went into the past for preparations.

Almost out of thin air, a significant storage habitat had appeared in a nearby crater. Seven rovers and tablets were in storage to communicate. "There will be enough supplies to last for quite a while if need be. But I feel you will all use your abilities to take yourselves as close as possible to the day the moon falls apart. Just make sure you do not overshoot that date. Most likely, that mistake would be fatal.

"Meanwhile, at each of the habitats around the moon, we have some more warehouses. Inside each will be a ride home. In orbit is a vessel you will all meet up with, taking you back to Earth. Don't worry about trying to land and connect with the vessel orbiting the room - everything has been programmed." She smiled. "It helps to be working with some brilliant ladies and having the ability to go back in time to make ourselves have plenty of time to learn that kind of stuff." She sighed sadly. "I wish I could see you right now, Linda," she said quietly. "I love you so much and miss you so much. I do not even know how much time has passed since we have seen each other... but it has felt like decades. I love you. I miss you."

I felt a tear fall from my eye and drift off slightly. "I love you too, Babe," I said quietly.

We began to do our spacesuits and prepared to leave the habitat.

Chapter Nine: The Final Battle

Stacy, Gabby, and I had done everything possible from our little island to make it safe up there.

We watched Linda die seven times up there.

Seven times.

Each time, we could go back in time and save her.

But seven times.

Watching the love of your life die from thousands of miles away seven times hurts a lot. It does much mental damage to you.

There were nights when I did not sleep. I would lie in bed and cry.

I was not the only one. I could hear Gabby and Stacy crying in their rooms.

At first, to ease the tension, we would make love. But, after a while, the thought of making love to anyone but Linda grew.... tiresome.

We stopped.

We all still loved each other. But what we were doing was just too difficult.

Still, to go back in time each time to save Stacy, Gabby and Stacy would have to cum while holding me or my hand. Sometimes I might be playing with them.

But it did get more difficult each time.

Fortunately, the accidents were easy to fix, but still painful to watch. A leak or a tear in the habitat or the rover. Running out of air. A rover flipping over on a rock.

And it was not just Linda who we watched die. In total, the girls on the moon died 74 times.

Seventy-four fucking times. We had grown very close to those other girls, very fond of them. We had never met them, but we had talked with them for countless hours. After all of those period repeats, did we go through the same conversations twice? No. We spoke with them to find out more about them.

We found that girls thought they were the only ones working with Sappers. They thought the other seven rockets on the pads contained supplies. All of them felt they were doing this in the name of research.

And still, we watched our friends die 74 times.

You can see why we were tired?

It took much work, but finally, things fell together. All of the work, all of the blood, sweat, and tears finally paid off. I have no idea how much time went by, especially since time was jumping back and forth and all over the place for us.

It had been years since us.

We stayed in shape and worked out... but it aged us. One day, I found a clump of grey hair coming from my forehead and going behind my ear. At first, I was going to dye it... but thought better of it.

Linda noticed our aging and questioned us. We provided enough details to let her know that things had not gone quite right a few times, but we were working on it.

She nodded silently and said she understood. I think she truly did.

The system Stacy had designed to detect the signal was perfect. With everyone spread out, we could pinpoint where the original signal originated.

The only problem was that I was 200 miles from everyone else as I watched the moon phase in and out, pieces getting closer.

I stood there helplessly momentarily, watching one piece phase out and getting so close that I could see individual chunks breaking off.

"Babe!" A voice behind me said suddenly. "Grab my hand!"

Linda! It was Linda!

I barely had time to look at her when she grabbed my hand with one of hers, lifted her skirt, and started playing with herself before the world went white.

When we popped back into the past, she smiled at me, hugged me, and placed her hand on my face, smiling into my eyes. "Sorry," she said. "Gotta go!"

They popped away again.

Shit.

I was still 200 miles from everyone else.

It took me a day and a half to get back, running, walking, and hitching my way back to our house.

Gabby and Stacy were waiting for me. They were ecstatic.

"So far, we have heard from seven of the eight!" Stacy said. "Linda is all right! We think the other two might have just slightly timed their jumps off. We had a signal with all of them when the moon started falling apart."

"Do we know where the signal came from?"

Gabby sighed and nodded. "From our fucking sex shop!" she said through gritted teeth.

A day later, all nine of the girls on the moon had been accounted for.

The trip back to Earth was flawless.

The touchdown on our island was flawless.

When Linda emerged from the capsule, I embraced her and held her like I had never. Her arms wrapped around me like they would never let go.

"Please don't ever leave me," I whispered.

She nodded. "You betcha!"

Even after that, she was the same Linda.

We sailed and flew back to the States, back to our home. All of the girls stayed with us.

It was a week before the moon was to blow up.

"I think our solution is pretty simple," Gabby finally said. "It will take all of us, though some will have to play a larger role."

She explained.

Chapter Ten: Hi there, bye there

We had to wait for that day. We had to wait for the right fucking moment!

I mean, one wrong move and things were going to get SERIOUSLY fucked up.

Babe was nervous as hell. "He's going to freak out when he sees you," she said. "He might do something... dangerous. Maybe... maybe we need to look at something more drastic."

I shook my head. "No," I said. "It has to be like this. I mean, he is a real fucker. But I don't want to kill him."

She hugged me and said she understood. "My Linda, always worried about hurting other people," she said, rubbing her hand on my back.

The plan was simple: Gabby and Stacy would go to their store and look for him in the basement. I mean, it was their store, after all.

Yeah, funny thing is, he was not well hidden.

They found him in the big bed in the basement, jerking off while holding onto his big device. No... not that device. I mean, his cock was not THAT big!

"What the fuck you are doing here?" he asked, jumping up and trying to hide himself.

Gabby walked towards him in her sleek and sexy sort of way. "Why, big boy, don't you know? This is my sex store."

Sappers looked around wildly. "This place was supposed to be empty!"

Gabby cocked an eyebrow at him. "Well, it is not." She looked down at him and moved his hand to the side. "It appears you have a bit of a predicament," she said with an evil, wicked grin.

Sappers responded like men. "Well, you can always help me out..."

Gabby smiled and dropped to her knees, taking his cock into her mouth, running her tongue along the underside of the shaft. "I think I can," she breathed heavily before engulfing his cock with a hungry slurp.

He threw his head back and let out a moan.

"Fuck that feels good," he groaned. "You are fucking good at this."

"Wait until you see my surprise," Gabby purred.

"Wait... you aren't a dude, are you?" The suppliers asked.

She giggled, spread her legs a little bit and let him get a glimpse of her pussy. "Nope. As you can see, all women." She sucked him for a little bit longer. "Close your eyes, big boy. I want to show you your surprise."

He nodded and groaned.

Gabby moved over.

I took his cock into my mouth and began sucking him off. I was so not a fan of the cock anymore, especially Sappers' cock... But I had to take one for the team.

Despite this, I had my hands between my legs, something I had been doing for several minutes.

Meanwhile, Babe snuck up behind him, on the ready.

Gabby stood up and walked back a little bit, standing next to a naked Stacy. She removed her dress.

Meanwhile, the eight girls we had rescued from the moon came into view, all of them completely naked.

"You can open your eyes now, big boy," Gabby said.

Sappers blinked his eyes and grinned a huge leer.

I kept on sucking him.

He leered at the naked bodies of Gabby and Stacy, now embracing and with their hands between their legs.

"Oh-ho!" he said. "A threesome!"

"Sort of like that... yes and no."

He glanced around.

He noticed the other eight women standing behind Gabby and Stacy.

He recognized the other eight women standing behind Gabby and Stacy.

He realized that, despite Gabby and Stacy being behind him, his cock was still being sucked.

He looked down and saw me.

His eyes got wide.

This all happened in about a fraction of a second.

In the next second, Babe ran towards him with all of her might and buried the weapon deep inside of him. Intense inside of him. So deep, he would never be able to get it out.

She had shoved a very small dildo up his ass.

Gabby had designed it. It was more of a surgical device which would crawl a little bit up his ass and attach itself there. Permanently.

"What the...!" Sappers exclaimed.

Babe grabbed my hand.

I orgasmed, still sucking his cock.

The world went white.

It had been my most extended session ever. I had sent us back about 3.4 million years into the past. Pretty fucking impressive, right?

Sappers looked around wildly.

I let his cock pop out of my mouth, grinned in satisfaction, and stood up.

"Where the fuck are we?" he asked, his cock getting limp. Oh... did I mention the drug? Yeah. Gabby invented that little device; it also had a bit of a drug. Clorazepate. It is a drug which inhibits hardon.

"Where, hopefully, you can never get to us," I said, smiling. Babe walked over and stood next to me.

"You can't do this! This is against the law!"

I shook my head. "There is no law at this time. Though having a time law might not be a bad idea."

He fell behind him. "There... did you stick something up my ass?"

I smiled again and nodded. "Yeah, about that. I am sure it works the same on you... any anal play inhibits time travel. Until you can figure out how to get that thing out of your ass, you are stuck here. Good luck with that!"

"Why?"

"Why did you blow up the moon?"

"Because of you, you bitch! You sent me back into the past two times before and left me to die?"

Two times. Ah hah.

"You were... you were my first."

He nodded. "Yeah. And you were my first. But you left me there and never came back for me."

"Not true. I looked for you for weeks."

"OK, well, maybe I didn't stick around... but you should have tried to find me!"

"I did you twatcicle! But apparently, you left!"

He growled at me.

Yeah, he growled at me.

"So, you decided to destroy the Earth because I left you back in time," I said calmly. I was still playing with myself. He seemed to take no notice of that.

"Yeah," he growled. "Plus, well, fuck everybody else on Earth. People there are a bunch of assholes and deserve to die!"

I sighed. "You truly are a fucking moron, aren't you?" I said more than I asked.

I grabbed Babe's hand.

The world turned white, Sappers angrily screaming at me as we disappeared.

Chapter Eleven: The Wrap Up

It took a while, but eventually Linda and I returned in our own time.

Stacy jumped ahead for a few months.

The Moon did not blow up.

I was fucking exhausted. Linda looked like she was going to drop.

We both sipped a glass of wine to soothe our nerves, then crawled into bed, holding each other tight.

As it turned out, I don't know how long we were out, three days. We both slept for three days.

I awoke while cuddling a pillow and lying on my front.

I could feel Linda's naked body pressed against my naked body. She softly kissed the back of my neck, right at the nape.

"You know that drives me crazy," I whispered.

"That is the point!" she whispered back.

She softly kissed my neck for several minutes, nuzzling my ear sometimes, nuzzling the side of my neck sometimes, sometimes kissing my cheek.

She kissed around the back of my shoulders, giving me a soft massage with her hands.

She kissed down my back, planting little licks along my spine.

At the base of my spine, she firmly grabbed my waist, kissing the indentation with passion before licking down and down and down.

Her tongue slid between my butt cheeks, her face nuzzling in that valley as she licked down until she found my starfish.

A shudder ran down my body.

Softly, tenderly, lovingly, she licked at my opening, probing me with her tongue.

She traced her tongue at the line between my opening and my pussy. Shudders went through my body.

With a fury of hunger, she lapped at my pussy, juices already dripping and waiting for her.

She stuck her tongue as deep as she could inside of me, causing my legs to shake, as she buried her nose in the crack of my butt, her nose rubbing over the opening.

A finger found my button as she licked.

It had been so long.

My body grew warm at her touch, then became a volcano at her loving persistence. I could feel her saliva and my juices dripping down my legs and onto the bed as I raised my butt for her loving lips, tongue, nose, face, fingers, and every other part of her.

My love for her grew in swells.

I wanted to be with her forever. I wanted to be her true love, and as long as we loved each other, I wanted to grow old with her.

I gasped as the orgasm hit my body, rocking me over and over and over and over and over and over.

I squirted, I trembled, I shook. My world spun and turned black, spots flying all over my eyes, fireworks exploding in my mind.

I fell to the bed with a cry, my body shaking, as she again pressed her naked body onto mine, holding me tight as my orgasms continued to rock through me, tears falling freely from my eyes.

She nestled her nose into my hair and kissed me lightly. "I love you forever and always and everything, Babe," she whispered, and my heart sang.

Chapter Twelve: The End, Not My Only Friend

Babe and Linda were married on the day the moon was supposed to blow up, at the very second. They had planned it that way.

It was a beautiful ceremony, but few saw it. I officiated, Stacy was Babe's Maid, Holly was Linda's Maid, and the other seven girls were witnesses.

And of course, it was a nude wedding. Nothing else was to be expected with this group!

Four months later, Stacy and I made it official and got married.

Some of the eight girls we rescued from the moon married each other. Some remained single.

But all of us, all 12 of us, remained together.

We bought a larger house and all lived together. Stacy and I continued running the sex shop, but we spent less and less time there. A couple of the moon girls helped us run the place.

Money, of course, was no issue at all. A lot of the money we got came from Sappers. Hey, he had no use for it 3.4 million years ago.

Sappers, of course, never returned.

One of the girls went on an expedition. Eight months later, she returned.

She found his fossilized remains. The device was still inside his derriere.

After that, none of us thought anything about him. We did pop back in time a little bit, cleaning up the location of his launch pad so it became a true nature preserve. To this day, the land is untouched but by the wilderness. It is truly a beautiful place.

Meanwhile, the island Babe, Stacy, and I used to get good cleaning until there was no trace of us. Like the land, it has become a nature preserve, largely forgotten, and a truly deserted island.

The love affair of Babe and Linda is one that I could write volumes about. Their love is the truest I have ever seen, overshadowing Stacy's and mine like an asteroid overshadowed by the sun. And I do love Stacy so much.

But with this, we do share. Clothing is very optional, usually not worn at all. It is a ubiquitous sight to walk into a room and find a couple of girls pleasuring each other.

They are not planned, but an occasional orgy has been known to break out amongst the girls. It seems like every two months, the twelve of us partake in a weekend of passionate love making, partners trade freely, and orgasms abound.

It has been 24 years since the moon was supposed to blow up. It has not.

We are all still together. No one has appeared to have waged a day, even Babe, despite her grey streak.

I guess true love is the fountain of youth.