Take All of It September 2019

by Scarlett Skyes

  The poor girl looked like her G-string had worked its way between her pussy lips under the tight-fit of the spandex. I extended a single finger and, starting near her asshole, stroked along the length of her pussy, feeling it hug the very tip through the material as I pressed between her still-covered petals. My cock gave a twitch and I took that as a good cue to unveil a bit more of the sexy teenager’s skin.

  Reaching up under her skirt I felt for the waistbands of the bike shorts and underwear, eventually finding them and hooking my fingers in. The stretchy material began bunching up under my fingers as I pulled downwards, the ridiculously firm flesh of her ass being slowly exposed to me. I couldn’t help but notice the faint tan lines from her bikini, which reminded me of just how sexy she had been in that commercial. It was also a reminder that I was peeling back the clothes on her most private area, hidden even from the sun.

  The converging lines of her tan were divided down the middle by the crack of her ass until, at last, the bike shorts were bunched up at the top of her legs, where they met with her perky little butt. I licked my lips in anticipation and then pulled them down even lower, getting my first glimpse of sweet teen athlete pussy.

  Even if it turned out that Katia was saving herself for marriage, it apparently didn’t mean that she wasn’t taking extreme pride in the appearance of her tight slit. From my angle behind her, I couldn’t see any hair whatsoever, just the tidy pink folds of her sex with a deeper pink peeking out, hinting at the incredible pleasure that was to be had beyond.

  I stuck my finger in my mouth, wetting it, and reached out to her pussy again. This time her clothes were no barrier, they were around her knees and the tennis star was bent over in front of me. Her labia pushed to either side as my finger slid past, pushing against the entrance of her vagina briefly before pushing towards the front of her slit, lightly brushing her clit and then feeling the short and well-tended patch of her landing-strip pubic hair.

  Her outer folds now hugged the length of my finger, just as her ass cheeks had hugged the shaft of my cock moments before, and I pulled it back until the tip was resting at her entrance again. I licked my finger once more, tasting the faint flavour of teen girl, and then pushed it against her pussy, feeling her natural tightness reluctantly give way before my advance.

  The grip around my finger was enticing, I couldn’t wait to force my cock into her. I suspected that, in normal-time, she would definitely struggle to take me. In frozen-time, however, I could fuck this clearly inexperienced teen like she was a slut and leave her a cum-soaked mess.

  The feel of her little tunnel grasping me was also very promising, and I hadn’t pushed in too far when I felt the confirmation of just what I’d been searching for. Ladies and Gentlemen, quiet please… I had my finger on the hymen of teen tennis sensation, Katia Krupinova.

  My cock throbbed in anticipation, ready to deflower her right there as she was, but a treat like this was too good to not take my time. I stood again and moved in front of her, pushing her head down until she was bent over at an angle that would have probably sent her toppling to the ground if time hadn’t been standing still. My hard dick stuck out from my body and, from my perspective, disappeared under the rim of her cap.

  I felt the tip of my erection pushing at her slightly parted lips, and pressing against her even white teeth. Reaching down, I slipped the same finger that had been in her pussy into her mouth and pushed her lower jaw down, making room for my fat cock.

  I shuffled forward and pulled her head against me at the same time, slowly moving my entire length over her lips, savouring the feel of her wet tongue sliding along the bottom of my swollen tip. My cock met the back of her throat at the same moment the end of her cap touched my shirt over my stomach and I put my hands on either side of her face, holding her firmly, my fingers almost touching behind her head.

  I pulled her open mouth towards the base of my cock, forcing my tip against her throat until I felt it start to slip down her neck and her cap was knocked akimbo on her head. I paused for a moment to throw her cap away, seeing it also end up hovering a few feet off the ground, before resuming my invasion of her face.

  Seeing my shaft slide over her wet-looking lips, disappearing into her neck, was incredible. I felt so powerful being able to turn good little virgin girls like this into deepthroating sluts, the fact that she was a sexy quasi-celebrity was an added cherry on top of her actual cherry.

  With a sustained push, I finally felt my balls come to rest on her chin and knew I was as deeply embedded in her throat as I could possibly be. Katia was staring at my shirt, from point-blank range, as intently as she had been staring over the net at her opponent, but in my opinion she looked even better with a big dick in her mouth.

  I scanned the front row of the crowd until I spotted Katia’s boyfriend and trainer. I gave him a cheerful wave.

  “I just need to borrow this for a minute,” I said, pointing down at his virgin girlfriend deepthroating me.

  With that little formality taken care of, I pulled back with my hips, feeling the blonde girl’s throat gripping my length as it retreated into her mouth, the tip coming to rest on her tongue for a moment before I slammed it home again. Squelching sounds rang out in the silence as I fucked Katia’s face for all she was worth, that single-minded focus never leaving her eyes.

  Reluctantly, I paused in my thrusting so I could wrap my hand into Katia’s ponytail and use my other hand for exploring as much of her body as I could reach. Still sawing my cock in and out of her throat, I reached down her top and cupped one tightly packaged tit through her sports bra. Even through that thick material the fullness of her breast was obvious, I couldn’t wait to get them out.

  With even more reluctance than a mere pause in thrusting had warranted, I pulled my cock entirely out so I could raise her arms out in front of her as if she was about to dive into a pool, before lifting her top off over her head. My God, her body was beautiful. She looked like she was absolutely built for sex, bent over with her underwear around her knees and skirt flipped up over her lower back. Her belly was as trim and toned as the commercial for Splendade had led me to believe and I traced my fingers along her sides, before finding the various clasps that held her sports bra on.

  Eventually it was loosened enough that I was able to pull it off over her head and arms, and then the blonde teenager’s big tits were free to be explored. I whistled, this girl was truly genetically gifted but it must have been difficult at times, as an elite athlete, to deal with such large breasts. I took the time to admire her essentially naked body as I took off my clothes, my cock seeming to point towards her like a compass to magnetic north.

  Stepping forward again, I pressed my manhood against her face, my balls resting just inside her open mouth, as I reached down to cub both of her soft mounds. I flicked my fingers over her nipples as I looked down into her face, my cock pressed along one side of her nose, the tip gently dabbing a mixture of saliva and pre-cum on her forehead.

  Katia’s body didn’t respond to my stimulation in the slightest, her nipples remained unerect. When I had first begun to stop time for the purpose of having my way with women, I’d been mildly disgruntled at that, but I was used to it by this point. I had a stunningly beautiful blonde with her mouth on my nuts and her tits in my hands, what was there to be disgruntled about?

  Carefully, I lowered Katia to the ground on her back, straightening her out and making sure her pussy was pointing directly towards her boyfriend. If he had been able to see anything, he would have had the perfect angle to watch me lick her sweet unused snatch.

  Arms flat at her side and legs spread, I knelt down over Katia’s head facing towards her body as I moved into a sixty-nine position. Carefully I aimed my cock at her still-open mouth pushing it in and forcing my length into her throat once more before reaching around her legs with both hands and spreading her virgin pussy wide open.

  Katia’s clit peeked out from its little hood to see the sun for maybe the first time in y
ears as the teen athlete’s most private parts were laid utterly bare to me. I flicked my tongue over her clit as I began to roughly fuck her face with short, sharp, hip movements, never pulling back far enough to let my cock out of the wonderful grasp of her throat. There was no need, in frozen-time, Katia didn’t need to breathe, and that gave her one hell of a good party trick, the infinite deepthroat blowjob.

  The Russian teen’s pussy tasted spectacular. I revelled in the assurance provided by her intact hymen that no cocks had been there before, I was claiming untouched pussy for myself, no matter what the future held for her and her trainer, I would always know that I was her first.

  I kissed and licked her clit with pleasure before alternating my attentions between it and her tight tunnel. I slowly forced my tongue as deep into her, feeling her hot slippery walls seem to deny access and yet promise incredible pleasure all at the same time.

  I felt a distinct tingling at the tip of my cock as what I assumed was her virgin throat squeezed pleasure into it while I thrust in and out. Never ceasing my hip movements I reached to the side and fished the tube of lubricant out of my pants, which were in a crumpled heap on the court. I twisted the cap off and punctured the foil seal before carefully inserting the nozzle just within her entrance.

  With a squeeze of my thumb I sent a generous serving of cool slippery jelly into the virgin girl’s pussy and felt sure she would have squealed if she had been able to feel anything. Casting the tube aside I leaned back up and extracted my cock from Katia’s mouth, seeing it glisten with the combined effects of her saliva and my freely flowing pre-cum.

  I walked on my knees until I was positioned between the unaware girl’s splayed legs and I aimed my hard shaft towards her well-lubricated pussy. Her small pink petals caressed my head as I felt the very tip press against her virginal slit, and the incredible grip of her pussy barely yielded at all to my pressure.

  Leaning forward, I slid my hands along her sides until I could wrap my hands under her armpits, and hold on to her shoulders from behind, giving me a firm grip to pull her entire body against my invading manhood. Gradually, a fraction of an inch at a time, I felt her pussy surrender ground to my cock, eventually swallowing the head and allowing it as far as anything had ever been inside her when it came up against her hymen.

  I looked down into her eyes, aside from the slight mess of saliva and pre-cum smeared around her lips, she still looked like she was waiting for a serve. Well, I was going to give her one that she hadn’t been expecting. Squeezing down on her shoulders to make sure she didn’t go anywhere, I forced my hips forward and felt her hymen give way before me as I went where no man had been before.

  Past her last meagre defence and my path well lubricated before me, there was nothing left to stop my cock delving into her uttermost depths, sliding home in that wonderfully warm and slippery hug was the purest definition of pleasure. I looked down into her piercing blue eyes, my own half closed in the ecstasy her body was giving me, and began to rock my hips back and forth, her pristine tunnel attempting to oppose all movement by way of being such a snug fit for me.

  With my entire length soon becoming well-coated in the lube, I couldn’t stop myself from quickly reaching full pace, fucking the slim virgin as if she was made for rough sex. I moved my left hand behind her neck to grip the opposite shoulder from behind, keeping her steady as I shook her entire body with my thrusts.

  This left my other hand free to explore everything the busty tennis star had to offer, squeezing her wobbling tits, her ass, caressing her taut stomach and lean legs. If only we could all feel like this all the time, there would be no wars I thought randomly as the sheer pleasure of pounding the time-frozen teen built up inside of me.

  I lowered my lips to her neck, sucking and nibbling at her with increasing passion as every stroke of my cock into her incredible pussy brought me closer to a mind-blowing orgasm.

  “Oh, holy fuck, Katia,” I whispered as I felt the first jet of cum erupt from my cock, adding to the mess of foreign fluids inside her.

  Katia’s well-preserved and, I surmised, tenaciously defended virginity was obliterated in a hail of semen as I emptied myself into her every time I bottomed out and my balls slapped on her ass. She still felt as good as new as I gradually slowed my thrusts to a halt, but I knew better. I had used her pussy hard and fast, and I’d always be her first.

  I leaned back and up until I was on my knees, my still-rigid cock still halfway in the teenage pussy there on centre court. I looked back to Katia’s boyfriend and flipped him the bird before pulling out completely and seeing evidence of the huge creampie I had deposited into the Splendade spokeswoman’s perfect little slit.

  Speaking of Splendade, I was absolutely parched, really thirsty. I looked from Katia’s spread-eagle form to the side of the court where a chair was set up next to a cooler. This was where Katia would normally have a quick drink between sets, and I suspected I knew what I’d find there.

  I moved Katia into a more easily-carried position and lifted her up as if I was carrying a bride over the threshold before setting her down in front of the chair in a kneeling position. I sat down and then brought Katia’s mouth down on my cock, forcing my way into her throat again before leaning back, taking a deep breath and letting out a huge sigh.

  I opened the cooler and fished out one of the bottles of Splendade I suspected would be there, twisting the cap off and enjoying the refreshment as the future world #1 women’s singles tennis player wrapped her lips around the base of my hard, but slowly softening, dick.

  The last thing I was expecting at that moment was applause. The umpires often told the crowd to be quiet, but in the silence of frozen-time, a single person clapping sounded like repeated gunshots. I spilled Splendade all over myself and struggled to sit up straight, holding Katia’s head to my groin like her face was a fig leaf or something.

  In the crowd, standing in one of the aisles was a woman of approximately my age, slowly clapping with a smirk on her face.

  “Good show,” she said, “but can we please see the end of the match now?”

  The phrase ‘we are not alone’ ran through my head. I thought it was usually used to refer to aliens, but it had an entirely different meaning for me in that moment. As if the world wasn’t already full of surprises, this was the wild card to end all wild cards as far as I could see. I didn’t know what to say, so stared in open-mouthed surprise at her for God only knows how long. What this might mean for the future, I had no idea.

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  Timestop 3: The Perfect Bride

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  Jeff Harford is making a pit stop in Las Vegas on his way out to meet the organisation of Time-Stoppers in Los Angeles. He's never been to the gambling capital of the world before but finds the city doesn't really bring much to the table for somebody who can stop time. Pausing briefly to watch the strangest couples you could imagine getting married in a little chapel, he meets Paul and Jessica, sweethearts from the Deep South who had waited until Jessica was old enough to get married only to end up having to run away to do it.

  Jeff is instantly captivated by the innocently sultry and totally inexperienced southern belle and decides that he needs to cut in line and have t
his perfect bride on her wedding night. All things come to those who can stop time.

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  Timestop, Paranormal, Virgin, Rough Sex, Bride

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  I was taking a pit stop in Las Vegas on my way out west to L.A because I’d never been to the gambling capital of the world before. To be honest, when you can stop time, Las Vegas kinda loses its appeal. I’d never want for money or sex, so it didn’t leave a lot for the desert city to offer me.

  A few days previous, after getting busted by a fellow time-stopper when balls-deep in a beautiful teen tennis star, I learned that I was not the only one of my kind. In fact, there was an organisation of sorts that was based in L.A.

  They’d set up there for the sake of convenience, it seemed that sooner or later everybody who could stop time got the idea into their head that they should go to Hollywood and have their way with their favourite A-list star of the silver screen. Made sense to me, as soon as the other time-stopper, Shannon, told me about it, an idea sprang into my mind about just who I wanted.

  So, after declining an invitation to travel together, I had set out on my own. It just felt too awkward to make small talk with a woman who had just seen me take advantage of a time-frozen teen girl on centre court.

  For Shannon’s part, she didn’t seem fazed by it at all, she said that even the purest of the pure people who suddenly found themselves with this power would sooner or later find themselves in a situation where their dream guy or girl was suddenly available to satisfy all the secret desires they’d had over the years. Self-restraint tended to go out the window at that point.