The Timepiece Traveller Pt. 07

Rachel arrived home around 5:30. We hugged and kissed, then sat down in the living room, talking and relaxing with glasses of Chianti. Last night's encounter with Michelle was the main topic.

"I don't know about you, but I've been horny all day thinking about what happened with Michelle. I keep envisioning her perfect tits, thinking about what it was like to touch, suck and nibble them. I'm so glad I brought up whether they were real or enhanced. It got the ball rolling. I can't wait to lick and taste her delicious pussy again. That is only my second time with a woman, but it was certainly, by a huge amount, the hottest!"

"I loved being the voyeur and watching you with her. It turned me on so much that I just had to join in. So, what do you think about her idea to include Demarae next time we get together?"

"I've only seen him from a distance, but he seems nice. He has an amazing body. I have noticed his muscles that he loves to show off wearing tank tops. Yeah, it would be great for the four of us to get together."

As we sat around the kitchen nook eating supper, I decided to bring up the subject of the timepiece.

"Rachel, I have something to tell you that you will find very hard to believe."

"Well, that is piquing my interest. Tell me more."

"You know about my passion for antiques. A couple of weeks ago I was in a shop in Gastown, and I saw something I knew right away I had to have. I have quite a few clocks, but this one was very different. It is hard to describe. Here it is," I said, removing a cloth from a sideboard table, revealing it.

She went close and examined it. "Those are interesting engravings. It looks very old. How do you open it up?"

"There is a clasp on the side of it," I said, opening it and showing her the chronometer with its three dials.

"What are the dials for?"

"They indicate the day, month, and year. The letters are in Italian."

I gave her a detailed explanation of the timepiece's intricacies, but I left out the most important part.

She followed along with me and was quite intrigued. When I paused, she said, "It's a really interesting clock, so many different dials, switches and levels to it, but what makes it so special, different than any other antique in your possession?"

"This is the part that you will find very difficult to believe. You can time travel with it."

"Oh fuck off, Richard! You've led me along for ten minutes and now give me that punchline. Everyone knows that there are no such things as time machines. It's just science fiction. You've been reading too many H. G. Wells books."

"I knew you wouldn't believe me. I didn't at first, but when I followed the instructions in the manual, the most incredible thing happened - a genie appeared. And believe it or not, it is the spirit of Leonardo Da Vinci."

"You've carried this along far enough. What have you been doing today, getting into some psychedelic drugs? That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard."

"Would you care to see a demonstration?"

"Okay, now this is getting very weird. Go ahead, amaze me."

"All I have to do is imagine the Mona Lisa in my mind, and he will appear."

She started to laugh but then abruptly stopped when there was a swirl of vapour that gradually assumed Rachel's questioning face.

"So this is Rachel. Very good taste, Richard. She is beautiful. But why did you tell her I'm a genie? I'm a spirit or an essence. Not a bloody genie!"

"He gets a bit temperamental sometimes," I said. "But he is very helpful, giving me advice on the best way to use the timepiece."

Rachel stared at the vapour, as it gradually changed to Rachel and me lying on a bed naked and fucking.

"You see what I have to deal with here. All I have to say is you're beautiful, and he starts thinking about having sex with you. He is such a horny bastard!"

"So, you can read minds? I can't believe I am having a conversation with a ghost."

"You're having some interesting thoughts, young lady. Just like Scrooge in A Christmas Tale, you doubt my reality: 'You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato.' I gave Dickens that line, by the way."

"I am very real, been dead for many years, but my spirit lives on. Okay, I will leave you two lovebirds, or is it sex birds, whatever, arrivederci." And he was gone.

"Oh my god, Richard, that was very strange, but amazing. It really works?"

"Yes, it does. Are you ready to get your mind blown? Just let me know where you want to go. Give me the day, month, year, and location, and I will enter it into the machine."

"I will have to think about that. Any time, any location? How is that possible?"

"I have no clue, but it definitely works. How bout I help you out for your first time. I have been thinking that I would like to visit Paris in the 1950's. How does that sound? We can have a wonderful time there. I can make it in the summer, maybe near the Champs-Élysées."

"Sounds wonderful; let's do it. Do I have to change before we go?"

"No, what you're wearing is fine. We are invisible, just like in Dickens's story. But we can do something that I think you will really like. I will keep that as a surprise."

I looked up the lat/long of the Champs-Élysées on my cell phone, programmed the exact date: 8 am, July 7th, 1953, and pressed the green button.

There was the usual roar, and we felt ourselves hurtling through space. Rachel looked very scared. I held her hand, and she calmed down a bit.

We arrived on a crowded street, near the Arc de Triomphe. Right away we noticed how well dressed everyone was. The men wore formal suits, and the women knee-length dresses and blouses covered with clinging, lightweight jackets. Their waists were tightly gathered with belts, accentuating their shapely bodies. They all wore hats: the men mostly fedoras, and the women wide-brimmed and colourful. It was a very pleasant scene.

"Wow, this is wonderful. I can't believe we are here. And you're right, they are totally ignoring us in our casual modern clothes. I love it. I could stay here for weeks."

"That is possible, I think. So far I have only been away for a few days at a time, but we could try a week. Oh, and you never have any hunger or thirst."

"That doesn't sound like much fun. I would love to savour the food and especially the wine."

"Well, that is the surprise. Let me show you."

I picked an attractive couple and we started following them. The man appeared to be in his late twenties, the woman somewhat younger. They were holding hands, smiling and laughing, looking like they were very much in love. They stopped at a restaurant with a large seating area extending over the sidewalk.

They sat down side by side, cuddling and staring into each other's eyes. You could almost taste their love for each other.

"Okay," I said to Rachel, "look down at the woman, and imagine that you are taking over her body and her thoughts. It takes a lot of concentration, but you will gradually understand what she is thinking."

"Nothing yet, okay, I am getting something now. Wow, she is so excited being with him and thinks that she is falling in love. That is so sweet. What is her partner thinking?"

"He is also madly in love with her. But there is a difference. His lust is showing; he can't wait to get back to their room and fuck her. He is hoping that he packed some condoms! Have you noticed that you are starting to feel what she is feeling? You are gradually taking over her mind and can control what she says and does. Are you feeling that?"

"Yes, I can; it is fucking amazing. A lot of her thoughts are flooding through my brain. She is not just loving him; she really wants sex just as much as he does but doesn't want him to know that. She is even wondering about how big his cock is! Apparently they only met earlier in the day when they were walking along the Seine. They have spent the rest of the day getting to know each other. She is Parisian, and he is from Toronto. He served in Europe during WW2 and spent some time in Paris at the end of the war. He always wanted to come back. Wow, I am starting to feel her passion for him. It is like I am her."

"I am getting so turned on with his lust. My cock is rock hard. Let's become them and see how the night plays out. Let them talk, and we can find out more about them; then we can start directing their thoughts, speech and actions."

"This is so hard to believe. I am getting incredibly excited and horny thinking about all the possibilities! Okay, let's listen for a while and find out more about them."

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"Robert, je suis tellement contente de t'avoir rencontré. J'ai l'impression de te connaître depuis des mois."

"I love when you speak French, Josie. I am getting the gist of what you are saying: You are glad you met me, and you have the impression you have known me for months, right?"

"Très bien, mon cher. I'm sorry, I keep forgetting; I will try to keep to the English, but I cannot say I will remember toujours."

"That's okay; it is a beautiful language, and I love hearing you speak it. It takes me back to my time here at the end of the war. I still remember words and phrases, but is getting a bit rusty now."

"Rusty, I do not know the meaning. Can you explain, s'il te plaît?"

"It means out of practice, because I haven't used it enough."

"Merci, I get it now."

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We watched and listened to their conversation as they ate their Bœuf Bourguignon and sipped red wine, totally into each other and oblivious to the other patrons in the restaurant, as well as the cars slowly moving along the Avenue des Champs-Élysées. It was incredible that we could taste the Bœuf Bourguignon and the wine every time they ate a bite or drank from their glasses.

"It's such a thrill to be eavesdropping on their conversation. Is it love at first sight, or is it just the magic of Paris? Whatever it is, I love feeling their affection for each other. I have some guilt doing this, but it is also a big turn-on. I'm not sure if I am feeling Josie's or my own passion. I don't care! I can't wait to see how this plays out."

"Robert is definitely enjoying the moment, and I feel his love for her, but as he talks to her, focusing not just on her face but on the curves of her body, his thoughts are centred on how am I going to get this jeune femme ravissante into bed?''

"Let's listen some more to their conversation. Looks like they are getting up."

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"Josie, it has been such a wonderful day. I don't want it to end," Robert said as they walked slowly along the street.

"I don't either, Robert. I know that we have just met, mais je tombe amoureux de toi."

"I feel it as well. Is there some place we can go to be alone?"

"Oh mon cher, I would love that. Mon petit appartement is near here."

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"I am surprised she said that. Did you have something to do with that, Rachel?"

"It worked! I thought hard and planted that in her brain. I am loving this."

We followed them as they rounded a corner, walked a few blocks, and then Josie used her key to open a door next to a pâtisserie. They climbed a steep, winding staircase until they reached her room.

"This is so exciting. The lust that Josie is feeling is bringing me very close to having an orgasm," Rachel said, with a husky voice.

We watched as the door opened and they rushed inside her studio apartment. As the door closed, they embraced and kissed.

"Oh my god, Josie has inserted her tongue, and Robert has responded with his. This is so hot. Even without me suggesting it, she is sucking it. I can feel Robert's cock swelling on her leg."

"I am really feeling how horny he is now; my cock is growing as his does. I have some ideas of what I would like to see them do. But let's see how nature takes its course. We may not have to do anything!"

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"Oh mon jules, you are driving me so crazy." She reached down and ran her hand over the bulge in his pants. "Je pense that you are feeling the same avec moi." She led him over to the edge of the bed, and while he watched, she slowly unbuckled her belt and pulled down her dress, leaving a pretty pink half slip. She removed it, leaving only her panties. She stripped off her jacket and blouse, and looking seductively at him, she unclasped her bra, let it fall to the floor, and her breasts were exposed.

"Robert, j'espère que ce que tu vois te plaît?"

"Josie, yes, I do very much. You are absolutely beautiful! Now it's my turn."

"Oh s'il tu plait, let me do that for you."

She unbuttoned his suit jacket and pulled it off, then she did the same with his shirt. "Oh my, you are so muscular, Robert," she said, running her hands over his chest. Her hands gradually moved over his stomach to his belt. She unbuckled it and pulled down his zipper. His pants dropped. As he stepped out of them, Josie eyed his big bulge. She gently ran her hands over his underwear. Then she gripped the elastic, pulled down, and his cock popped out.

"Robert, tu as un très grosse bite! She moved close to inspect it. "It is so hard, and I love how you say, it throbs!" She gently touched it and ran her fingers up and down. "Oh, I suddenly have this naughty thought about putting it in my mouth. Are you okay with that, Robert?"

"Of course, Rachel. I would absolutely love for you to do that."

Josie inserted about an inch into her mouth. She was conflicted. She had never done this before. She had had religious training saying that this was very wrong. But when Robert sighed, and she saw the look of lust on his face, she started licking the tip and found it quite enjoyable. She took more of his cock into her mouth. The thought of doing something sinful excited her, and she gradually took his cock deeper until she felt it reach her throat. She gagged a bit but soon got used to it. Oh my god, she thought, I am loving this!

"Josie, that feels incredible," he panted, but I should warn you, if you keep that up, I am going to cum!"

She kept sucking him, only briefly stopping to say, "What does this word cum mean? Je ne sais pas."

At that moment, Robert grunted very loudly and started to fill Josie's mouth with his cum. "Mon Dieu, qu'est-ce que c'est? Josie was very shocked by this but didn't stop sucking him until he was totally spent. Not knowing what to do with it, she swallowed most of it.

"Robert, quelle surprise! I never knew that would happen! But, it tastes très bien!"

"Josie, that was so wonderful. That is the first time a woman has ever done that to me. Je t'aime!"

"Oh Robert, je t'aime aussi."

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"Well, that was hot. I assume that was you putting the thought in her head about sucking him?"

"Yes, it was, but it was all her actions after that. Of course, when she said, 'quelle surprise,' when he came, she showed her naivety about what comes out of a cock other than pee. She didn't seem to mind, though."

"Shall we watch and possibly direct them a bit longer, or would you like to explore Paris some more?"

"We can go back in time to any time and date, right? What about half an hour ago?"

"Yes, that is possible. I think I know what you want to do."

"Yeah, I was thinking that instead of waiting around for him to recover, why don't we get them to fuck this time?"

"Sounds good to me." I got the timepiece out of my backpack, entered thirty minutes earlier, pressed the button, and suddenly we were at the moment when she was first inspecting his cock."

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She said the same thing to him: "Robert, tu as un très grosse bite! She moved close to inspect it. "It is so hard, and I love how you say, it throbs!" She gently touched it and ran her fingers up and down. But then she said, "I just had a thought, and I hope you don't think I am too forward. I am wondering how it will feel in my minou?"

"In your kitty? I don't understand." She pointed down. "Oh, I get it. I would love to put it there."

He pulled down her panties, and she lay down on the bed. She opened her legs, giving Robert a great view of her rather hairy pussy. He hesitated for a moment, as if he was pondering something and then moved down and started licking her pussy lips. Josie jumped a bit and gave Robert a quizzical look, but then relaxed and opened a bit wider to give Robert easier access. She grabbed his head and moved it up a little to her clit. It wasn't long after that she started to moan, and shouted "c'est incroyable, n'arrêtez pas."

After providing her with a noisy orgasm, Robert moved up and inserted his cock in her very moist pussy. He pushed in, and even though she was quite tight, it easily slid all the way in. He held her legs up to her shoulders, and moved rapidly in and out. She moaned loudly with each thrust. After a couple of minutes, he slowed down and shouted, "I'm cumming!" It was only after he finished fucking her and pulled out that he remembered the condom!

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"Rachel, he is feeling some guilt since he forgot to put the condom on. Do you think we should do it over one more time, or leave it to chance​?"

"Good question, a moral dilemma. I would hate to see her pregnant if it turns out to be a one-night stand. It could be life-changing. Yeah, we should do it for her."

So we did, this time changing a few minor things to make it interesting for us watching them. We left them snuggling in bed, madly in love and probably not the only time they would make love that night!

"Is there anything else you would like to see in Paris while we are here?" I said to Rachel as we walked along the Seine. "Eiffel Tower, Louvre, Notre Dame?"

"How about all three? I can't believe we can do this! But first of all, I have one request."

"What's that? I am open to anything."

"I want you to fuck me. I am so bloody horny. Can you do that time travelling?"

"Let's try." We stripped our clothes off, found a bench, and while hundreds of tourists were mingling around us, totally oblivious to what we were doing, we fucked like rabbits!"