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Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« on: June 12, 2020, 06:03:15 AM »
Chapter One.


Former porn star of the nineties Sarah Young in a reimagined tale of her middle years after retirement as a time traveller.
I've updated the classic 60's tv show The Time Tunnel to the 90's in order to feature one of England's most successful adult movie entertainer.


It had been two years since Sarah Young had retired from the XXX movie business and although proud of her excellent career, and enjoying some incredible sex, she had decided to go back to school.

Born in 1971 she had risen to be one of the hottest babes in the porn industry, featuring in over 70 titles until retiring in 1996. 
She had been an instant hit in Europe and had married her director and producer from Hannover, Hans. 

Her teenage dream was always to be involved in Biochemistry and after two years hard study at the University of Texas Southwestern Medical Centre in Dallas she had succeeded in achieving her doctorate.
She remembered a lecture from Doctor Ann McGregor on the theme of time being a static continuum and that travel back and forth through the past was entirely feasible.

Intrigued, Sarah had kept up a correspondence with Ann who had been impressed by the English woman's enthusiasm.

Being severely short of bright young scientists, she had invited Sarah to Arizona where she was one of the senior specialists in Project Tic Toc, an expensive project that had been funded by the US Government for the last sixteen years and had cost billions of dollars.

Sarah had initially been awestruck by the cylindrical hallway that was the tunnel, and the array of computers, consoles and electrical cables that abounded in the main control room.

Soon after her arrival though boredom set in. The project was super secret and the location of the base was hidden 800 floors underground in the Arizona desert.

As Sarah and Ann sipped hot tea they both moaned of the isolation.
Sarah thought Ann to be quite attractive and was intrigued by the fact she had dedicated herself to the project.

"It's mainly because my boyfriend Doug is also on the project. He's away on a  special assignment right now and things do tend to get quiet."

"I hadn't realised that it would be like this down here. And all the men are military. Boring."

Sarah rolled her eyes. Why had she agreed to join this project? A bit of male attention is all she wanted. Just now and again. She envied Ann who at least had a regular companion, albeit that he was not around at this particular time, but still.

The pair of them threw themselves into the job at hand and kept their spirits up as best they could.

A week later Sarah stood by in silence as the director of the project and military advisor, General Kirk, was in conversation with Ann.

It seemed important as Ann raised her voice in anger as she listened to the news from Kirk. It sounded to Sarah that the plug may be pulled on the project and years of hard work and money would have been wasted.

"If only we could prove that the tunnel actually works we might be able to convince the Government to continue to fund us."

Ann brushed a loose strand of chestnut coloured hair back over her head as she spoke.

"But it's untested Ann, and dangerous, how could we test it?"

"I'll go." Said Sarah.

Kirk didn't even turn his head to the newcomer as he barked.

"Out of the question, we dare not use a person."

He took Ann by the elbow and steered her out of earshot of the attractive young brunette who turned back to monitoring data.

Sarah pouted and looked at the pair as they continued their animated conversation.
She had been pleased to have joined the team of scientists and was sorry to see everything go down the tubes after they were so close to a first full test of the tunnel.

This was time for action.

Once the main area was emptied hours later, Sarah crept silently up to the main consoles and began to initiate the launch sequence for the time vortex to be opened.

The low hum of machinery grew progressively louder and various digital displays kicked in.

She had dressed in a one piece trouser suit that had roomy leg and arm space, but was tight around the bosom and butt.

Her 42DD breasts jutted out from the front and raised the outfit up which lifted the material up between her ass crack.

With a deep breath and crossed fingers Sarah Young walked into the tunnel as it began to swirl around in a clockwise turn and promptly vanished.

A myriad of wild colours assaulted her senses as she fell and tumbled in the space/time vortex into an endless void.

She felt a sensation of falling with no resistance, but at the same time lifted up.

It seemed like a slow motion trip as she travelled the infinite corridors of time until she was unceremoniously dumped onto a firm surface.

Back at HQ General Kirk and Doctor Ann McGregor had been alerted to the situation and all staff frantically attempted to monitor the initialisation of the time tunnel.

A white coated official related to Kirk that it had been Sarah Young who was the culprit after CCTV footage had been studied.

"The young fool, who is she anyway? Can we track her down in the vortex?"

Ann looked wide eyed at the worried face of the General. Was it even possible?


Sarah reappeared with a slight dizziness and she shook her head to clear it.
Sat on a golden throne with a high back she blinked and then looked around the large marbled room.

There were several sculptures, mainly of animals, and lots of hanging baskets of flowers. Tall pillars abounded here and there and the walls were painted with pictures and words she could not understand.

A smell of spice filled her nostrils and she noted there was no smell of motor oil in the air. As she stood to take a look at herself she realised her costume had changed.

Now she had a floor length sleeveless gown of white linen with a gash up the left leg to the thigh and which tapered at the middle so it accentuated her small waist.

The low cut top showed off the swell of her massive tits which jutted out seductively. On her feet were two inch heeled sandals with thin straps that wound around her shapely calves.

Sarah put a hand to her head and her mane of dark brown curls were up in a pile on her head, held by a beaded band just above the forehead.
A gold armband wrapped around her upper left arm in the form of a snake curling up. Gold bangles wound around both her wrists.

This was completely unexpected, travel through the time tunnel somehow aligned the person to the age they currently existed in.


In the candle lit room Sarah could make out two other figures.
A young servile girl who busied herself with the preparation of a table of fresh fruit, and a more foreboding and tall man who stood rigidly to attention.

Being of over six feet tall with wide shoulders and thick biceps, he stood bare chested save for leather pads from his wrists to his elbows.

A loin cloth was all that covered his decency and the intrigued brunette leered at his eight pack and V of muscle above the groin. His eyes were clear and blue and he had curls of short blonde hair, under a soft draped head piece.

Her gaze was torn from the hunk as three servant girls in short yellow gowns came and bowed before Sarah.

"Oh Queen Cleopatra, Pharaoh of the Nile, Goddess incarnate, pray let us bathe you."

Sarah gasped with a thrill as the tallest of the girls spoke.

She HAD time travelled, apparently to Ancient Egypt, and these girls thought she was Cleopatra!

She paced around, so many questions, so many emotions.
Would she ever be able to return to 1997?

With a backward glance at the guard Sarah was led to another room where an enormous sunken bath awaited. One girl poured from a jug into the mix and the wonderful aroma of milk and honey filled the air.

As she stood two of the girls slowly slid the long gown from her body and removed it to a chair.
Sarah felt a hand untie her sandals and she stood in bare feet to her tiny five foot three frame.

Her figure was simply stunning, enormous DD breasts sat heavy on her chest and her shapely pins drew the eye to her shaven labia with the triangle of dark hair atop.

Her perfectly rounded ass cheeks jutted up behind her and her hips wiggled sensually as she was led by the elbows to the bath, the floor beneath her feet strewn with flowery petals.

She entered the warm and detected almond oil as her curvaceous body was massaged and scrubbed. Several hands gently caressed her with circular motions as her boobs were fondled and her stomach patted.

From behind a hand gestured for her to sit and Sarah submerged up to her neck. The smell was intoxicating and she inhaled the heady mix deeply. Her head went from one girl to the other as she was treated like the Queen they seemed to think she was.

After a while Sarah was lifted up and given a fine towel to dry herself with, then, still naked she was led to a bed chamber with a very large bed in the middle.
Obviously this was nap time for Cleopatra, wherever the real woman was.

She tried to recall everything she knew about the Queen of the Nile from her childhood.
The famed Queen had ruled Egypt for three decades and had romances both with Caesar and Mark Anthony.
She was supposedly an exotic beauty with powers of seduction like no other before her.   
How intriguing.

Sarah spread out on the fine feathered mattress as a man entered and stood at the entrance to the chamber, presumably to offer protection for Her Majesty while she rested. She felt her heart beat as she recognised the man from earlier. Sarah sat upright, her great bosom thrust out and up.
Since she had been starved of any physical attention these last few months she thought she might have a little fun. 

"Approach." She said in what she hoped was an authoritative voice. "What is your name? Are you a Roman?"

"I am called Garth, and I am a Briton, Majesty."

Another Englishman, presumably captured by the Romans and now used as a slave or a recruit in the ever growing army of Caesar.
His presence gave her an odd security, she still in awe and bewilderment at her predicament and unusual surroundings.

As she contemplated the unmoving sentry Sarah licked her lips to make them wet and the curious thought popped into he head that she felt no hunger. 

Sarah was a woman with a very large sexual appetite though, as witnessed in her years as one of Europe's finest sex kittens and felt an immediate lust for the Adonis before her.

Her bath and nakedness fired up her emotions and she ran a slender finger over the mans rock hard abs. As she licked her scarlet lips her soft hands drifted to the mans unflinching quads.
His bared legs were like tree trunks and Sarah felt the unmistakable tingle between her thighs.

She tried to remember the last time she had been with a man like this, he reminded her of a blonde version of Peter North, one of her favourite actors and stunt cocks who had always made her cum.
The Briton felt his forehead perspire in the oppressive heat of the desert but remained motionless the whole time.

The ravishing beauty next to him stirred his loins and he gulped with embarrassment as his cloth shifted as his cock became stiff.
Sarah lifted the loin cloth from his nest of blonde pubes and gasped at the sight of the thick cock that pointed out and up. Garth panicked and went to his kness to bow before the woman.

"Please forgive me my Queen, I could not contain myself!"

Sarah shushed him with a finger at her lips and held his rigid pole in her fist as she sat on the edge of the bed. It stood near on nine inches and felt hot in the palm of her hand. One big blue vein ran all along the shaft and throbbed.

"Do you like this?"

She rubbed it gently before she bent at the waist and put the tip to her mouth and kissed it.

"You must do whatever you wish, my Queen." He answered between muted sighs of pleasure. 

"Have you been here long?"

He stood and her thick mess of curls fell across his groin as he watched her close her big doe eyes and give the underside of his lengthy stalk an unbroken lick from base to head.

"Two...two years...mmph!"

The exquisite brunette loved the taste of a man and happily popped his cock in her warm mouth and sucked on the first three inches of his prodigious meat.

Just like so many times in her movie career. Garth knew this was no novice by the way she swirled her tongue around the fat head.
Sarah opened her mouth wider and took the stiff knob inside.
He sighed as he was enveloped and felt the woman suck air in as she slid her lips up and down.
He bucked his hips as she pursed her lips over him and gagged and released him.

"Apologies Pharaoh, I was lost in pleasure from your superb ministrations."

"Fear not slave, I crave this cock greatly, and I command you to fuck me. Come here and please me."

Sarah laid on her back and looked into his gorgeous blue eyes, her hand felt her left globe as her other ran down her flat stomach and down to her moist pussy. She parted her thighs and inserted one finger in the softness. The mans cock twitched as he removed his loin cloth and his boner poked up to the ceiling proudly.

He laid his body at her feet and lifted her pert white butt in his strong hands, then he held her moist pussy to his mouth and delved his tongue into the pink lips.

She trembled at the touch as she was licked and probed with surprising skill.
Sarah shrieked as his tongue danced around her bald labia and she brought her feet up onto his broad shoulders and held on tight.

His hard cock brushed her upturned ass as he knelt before her, his hands firmly gripped her hips as he rolled over her exposed clitoris.
Sarah screamed out as the tip of his tongue drove her over the edge to her climax and her body thrashed wildly, her heels held tightly around his bull neck.

The man was hard all over, his skin seemed stretched to the limit over his rippling muscles.
Garth rose up and the wanton woman looked at the chiselled hunk as he spread her legs and placed his rigid cock to her wet cunt.
He looked at her and she nodded with wide eyes as the man plunged into her welcoming pussy.

His hands went to either side of her face as he dank in deep and their eyes locked on each others. Her breath was taken away by his impressive girth and she gave a great sigh as he settled inside her.

"Fuck my brains out slave." She said simply as her legs came up and around his waist.

His hips shifted as he gave her his entire length and Sarah thrust her head backwards into the feathered pillow. The strong Briton began to hammer into her, his muscles taut and his butt tight.

His powerful moves pinned the small but stacked woman into the cushions with steady lunges. Sarah held onto his hard body, the solid wall of his chest mashed against her boobs, his grinding hips hard on her pelvis.

As his hips rolled and his member forced her wide open her cunt became softer, more accommodating. 

"Yes, good, keep it up."

Sweat poured from him and Sarah ripped away his head dress and flung it by the bed, then she ran her hands through his fine hair as she was plundered.
He was very big and he throbbed inside her pussy as she welcomed her first good fuck in quite a while.

His right hand cupped her ample tit as he pumped in and out.
Sarah smiled, she loved sex!

The feel of a hard cock up her and a strong man in her arms.
She leaned up and brought his head down and kissed him hard on the mouth.
Her toes curled as his unwashed scent assailed her flared nostrils. 

"Let me ride you, sit my slave, sit." She whispered in his ear.

Garth leaned back and pulled his shiny prick from her sopping cunt and felt his body pushed back onto the soft bed.
Sarah lifted her frame and planted her feet beside his thighs and hovered over him. She held her twat against his swollen top and he bucked up and entered her hungry hole.

With both hands he held her under her ass cheeks as she started to rise up and down on the very hard pole.
Her lush locks tumbled down right to the bottom of her spine as her body rode the lucky man fast.

The walls of her hot tunnel gripped his meat and her juices flowed down his shaft and wetted his thighs.
As she managed to take ever more of his long cock inside, her buttocks slapped loudly on his balls.
The erotic sound echoed in the chamber as the pair of them focused on their own selfish pleasure. 

The former porn star was deliriously happy to have this fine prick inside her and she would have fucked him all day. She made little squeaks in her throat as her lover sucked on her gigantic mammaries.

Her calves began to ache and she placed her knees beside his tree like thighs and clamped around his shaft as she shunted herself back and forth.
He used his arms on her to move her up and down, impaling her with deep strokes that made her cry out with piercing shrieks.
As her pubic bone rubbed hard on his body Sarah came for the second time and sje moaned loudly and shook her head side to side in ecstasy.
Garth held her still and relished her spasms as his dick remained buried in her creamy depths.


General Kirk looked at McGregor intently as she frantically studied monitors and readouts.
The time tunnel HQ was a scene of chaos as everybody tried to understand the situation.

"Anything Ann, anything at all?"

"Yes, yes I have Sarah's vital signs. I can monitor her now. Blood pressure normal. Heart rate is up. Respiration is high."

"Sounds like she may be in distress. Any luck with visual contact?"

Ann felt her own heart pound as she tried to work miracles with the untested equipment. It was all trial and error.

"Wait! Look on the screen."

In the cylindrical hallway a shimmer of mist and shapes merged and a picture appeared.
It was the rear of a naked man bent at the waist and who seemed to jerk his lower body to and fro.

As the visual panned out it was clear that this was a tall strong person who was fucking a big titted brunette.
The technicians and scientists watched open mouthed, it was Sarah Young, with her posterior raised up in the air with a six foot athletic framed fair haired man behind her.

His hands were gripped around her waist as he rammed in his generous hard cock in and out of her at speed.

"Is, is that Sarah being raped?" Asked the military man.

He looked concerned, where was the young woman, and why was she having coitus?

"Let me try for audio. We're looking at the living past, can you imagine?"

Suddenly the sound kicked in and Sarah Young could be heard clearly over the loudspeakers.

"Fuck me you stud! Give me that big fucking snake of yours!"

Ann raised an eyebrow and pouted.

"I guess we can eliminate rape." The ex adult movie star was obviously having a ball!

She had recently acquired some dvd's of Sarah and she certainly deserved the title of best porn star in Europe.
Not shy, Sarah had done a wide range of performances including sex with both men and women, oral, anal, interracial, and group sex.

Sarah Young had been flipped over and her face was pushed into the cushions. Garth pushed at her from behind with forceful thrusts.

"Pull my hair, Briton."

He obeyed and grabbed a handful of the lush mane and her back was forced to arch up. The powerful man wrapped an enormous arm around her slender neck and held her to his chest, slick with sweat.

She loved his manly aroma just as he enjoyed the smell of honey and almonds from her curvy frame. Then he bit down on her neck and the hot brunette grit her teeth and growled.
They were both in the grip of an almost primal rut, and Garth had become overwhelmed by his own sexual energy that roused the animal in him. 

For too long he had been starved of female company and now his ravenous passions had been unlocked by this fiery temptress.

Totally overwhelmed Sarah felt herself topple onto her front and his resolve faltered as Sarah trembled in another orgasm that rocked her to the very core.     
Garth plunged into her a few more times before he erupted, his balls spewing his seed deep inside her.

Both breathed deeply with ragged breaths, then the huge man rolled off the panting woman when he remembered just who he had fucked.
Sarah turned over, her cunt oozing fluids onto the bed.
Her left hand brushed some stray curls from her face as she looked at the guard.

"Should you be somewhere?" She asked casually.

"A thousand apologies Majesty." Said the man as he leapt from the bed, his drooping hose glistening and shiny.

Sarah laid back and closed her thighs shut, a very satisfactory start to her first day as a time traveller.

She drifted off into a well earned sleep, then alone in her chamber the vortex took her away and the sexy brunette began to feel a sensation of a never ending tumble as she disappeared, destined to travel in the infinite corridors of time.

END OF PART ONE. Next time, Sarah rides on the Orient Express in 1931. 

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Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #1 on: June 26, 2020, 05:18:02 AM »
Chapter Two

Second chapter of former porn star Sarah as a time traveler. All aboard the Orient Express.


Sarah Young tumbled over and over in a slow motion free fall in some sort of half dream state. Although she was aware of a stream of lurid colours and streaks of light that flashed in her eyes.

She had entered the time tunnel at great personal risk in an attempt to prove to the authorities that Project Tic Toc was a valid and important contribution to science and still needed to be funded.

General Kirk and Doctor Ann McGregor were now aware Sarah was in the time vortex and tried their best to monitor her vital signs and attempt to return her to 1999.

Having tracked her to ancient Egypt they had lost her in the infinite corridors of time.

"Its a simple question of waiting untill she emerges from the vortex and reappears."

Kirk looked at Ann with a concerned frown. Success meant everything, failure meant their jobs. He put a hand on the shoulder of her white coat .

"Where will she turn up next, I wonder?"


The attractive brunette finally emerged from the vortex and was dropped onto a plush leather armchair seat with a hard landing. First thing she did was exhale loudly and count to five, then she slowly opened her dark brown eyes.

She seemed to be in a narrow room with rows of similar chairs, and windows either side that were had little curtains half drawn. A loud kind of clacking sound could be heard.

Then it dawned on her that she was aboard a railway train that rocked noisily along steel tracks. Low light electric lamps with shades threw some light on the surroundings and Sarah was aware of gentlemen in dark suits and tuxedos walking the aisles. A short haired blonde in a beret and cocktail dress looked at her as she passed then continued to the rear of the coach.

Sarah felt the heat of the train, the air seemed stuffy and she waved her hand in front of her face. Her arms were bare and she looked down at herself to discover she was in a slinky evening dress with a jagged hem near her feet which were in three inch heeled strap shoes in metallic silver. The dress was tight at the waist and together with the cascading centre neckline, her mammoth 42DD breasts were thrust out.

Sarah Young stood up, slightly dizzy from her experience in the tunnel, and smoothed out the dress. She clung to the high backed chair and felt a strong hand hold her up.

"Careful Miss, it takes a while to get used to being aboard the Orient Express, we're going at nearly 60 miles an hour!"

The scarlet uniformed aide smiled and walked away happily. He carried a silver tray with three wine glasses in his white gloved hand.

Sarah peered after him as he headed to the next coach where she could hear loud chatter and laughter. She got to her feet and walked along the narrow aisle, the train rolled and rocked and she used the chair backs as hand rails to steady herself.

Again she was surprised and fascinated to discover her attire had changed to align her with whatever time she had arrived at.

With a nervous gulp she opened the car door to see what was obviously a sumptuous wood panelled restaurant coach filled with dozens of men and women.

The people all seemed European, the men were dark haired mostly and the women were in long cocktail dresses and hats.

On the tables Sarah saw plates of oysters, soup, beef, turkey and steamed vegetables. All the drinks seemed to be either wine or sherry. These passengers are pretty wealthy she thought and this train was a luxury ride.

As she was lost in the wonder of it all a tall square jawed man brushed her bare arm and made her jump. She locked eyes with his brooding dark brown eyes as he ran a hand through thick black hair.

He said nothing and Sarah felt her heart leap in her chest as she watched the mystery man turn and walk away. He filled out his white tuxedo with broad shoulders and strong biceps.

"Raise your glasses everyone! Merry Christmas!"

Everyone cheered and drank and laughed. A jolly obese man kissed her cheek and reeled away, a woman with a full glass of champagne spilled it out by her shoes and Sarah retreated to an empty table and watched the scene. She looked up at another man with a grey beard and eyeglasses who loomed over her.

"Best party ever! Better than Christmas 1930!" I love the Orient Express!!"

Was it true? Was it 1931? She again studied her dress, could well be 30's style. She touched her long mane of curls. They were piled up on her head, with a tail down the back of her neck. Out the window she saw snow covered hills as the train clattered on.

Sarah Young wandered out of the coach, and walked down a narrow corridor past passenger berths, occasionally she stopped as the train turned a corner to maintain her bbalance.

She came into what appeared the last coach before the baggage car. It was empty and she sat on one of the comfortable armchair seats and closed her eyes.

When she opened them again a shadow darkened her figure and the tall dark stranger she had bumped earlier stood over her.

The brunette licked her red lips and her beautiful doe like brown eyes stared into his as she raised her head.

Mystery man put his left hand to her pale cheek and caressed her gently, Sarah melted and put her slim hand on his and felt the rough skin. She shut her eyes as he wandered over her bare neck with his finger tips and softly trailed down to her collarbone.
She sighed and shifted her legs, her right hand went to her thigh and touched a garter that held up white stockings.

Who was this, and what on earth was she playing at as she allowed him to fondle her heated body. 

No words passed between the two as the man held her mammoth right breast through her dress and squeezed the big globe. She turned to him and he leaned in to kiss her full on the lips. She returned the open mouthed embrace and ran her left hand through his thick hair.

Sarah loved to kiss and this man was good. He nibbled her lower lip tenderly then kissed her open mouth as he brushed her bangs from her pretty face. She felt his tongue lick her cheek then return to her parted lips and poked his tongue inside her sweet mouth. They engaged in a lingering French kiss that lasted several minutes during which he slipped beside her and pulled her body to his.

Sarah surrendered herself to him willingly consumed with lust for the handsome hunk and spread her legs to let him stroke her stockinged legs. The stranger lifted her lace and purple dress up to her waist followed by the silk salmon teddy underneath.

He bent to her exposed mound and ran his fingers up and down her soft inner thighs he kissed her stomach. She moaned with delight at his attention and pressed his head closer to her shaven pussy eager for him to lick her there.

The brooding stranger felt her tuft of pubic hair under his fingers then found her hooded clitoris and flicked at it with quick stabs of his hot tongue.

The aroused English girl writhed and squirmed on her cute ass as he sent shivers of pleasure through her body. With her right hand she lowered the thin strap of her dress from her right shoulder released her large rounded boob and thumbed the erect nipple.

The silent man shed his tuxedo from his arms and loosened the bow tie from his bull neck and wrapped his arms around the aroused girl and shifted her body around in front of him.

Sarah helped and lifted her long dress up over her perfect ass and raised up on her knees on the seat as he unbuttoned his fly and reached inside his trousers for his erect cock.

Her head bent down and she bit her lower lip as she felt his thick tip swipe at her wet pussy lips. The man's left hand fished out her left boob and cupped the immense flesh and fed his thick organ into Sarah's hungry cunt.

She let out a loud cry as he thrust up with powerful hips and stuffed her hot hole with his entire length. He muffled her moans with his right hand as he continued to paw her tit.

Her own wetness allowed his cock head to open her out and he pushed and pushed until he was buried inside her to the hilt.

Sarah had not caught sight of his prick and had no idea how big he was, but she felt completely filled as the quiet stranger fucked her from behind.
Wild thoughts raced through her head as she was squeezed and groped, and she could barely hold onto the seat as his dick slid in and out at a fair rate.   

With little whimpers she humped back at him with sheer lust for his meat. It was a delicious feeling too have her pussy walls stretched by this hunk and her left hand found its way to her stiff clit and rubbed furiously.

The motion of the train meant now and again Sarah had to grab hold of the arms of the chair, and twice she felt the hot cock slip out of her and she wiggled her butt till he inserted his big prick inside her once more.

Mystery man speeded up his thrusts and he rammed into her with short shallow stabs of his tool. His left hand let her big boob go and he pulled on her pony tail and brought her head back. His face came to her soft neck and he nibbled on her skin and ear.

The whole of her body tingled like mad as the man expertly pleasured her. They were both upright on their knees and pressed together tightly, coupled at the groin.

Then he pushed up her with one single hard lunge and the grateful brunette sighed as she felt him gush his seed up inside her pussy. He gripped her in his strong arms as he slipped out spent. Sarah's cunt dripped freely down her left thigh and stained her stocking.

She adjusted her silk teddy and dress and turned around to discover he was gone. On her feet she adjusted her mess of hair and stood slightly wobbly and fingered her wet pussy. Quite a lot of cum, and she didn't even see his cock once.

She heard a loud horn as the train entered a tunnel, and the coach went dark. When the light came back there was another tall man in the frame of the door. He looked similar to the other and this time spoke.

"Hello, do you speak English?" Asked Sarah as she gazed into his piercing eyes.

The man ignored her and came to her and without warning lifted her up in his powerful arms and carried her down the corridor to the first sleeping coach. Sarah put her head on his shoulders and her arms around his neck as he carried her over the threshold and placed her on the single bed.

He shed his white tuxedo and ruffled shirt to reveal a well developed torso with dark hair on his upper chest. As he unbuttoned his black slacks she eyed his six pack and prominent abs admiringly.

Without words Sarah lowered the thin straps of her dress and let it fall away to her shoes. Then she grabbed the hem of the teddy and dragged it over her head so her magnificent breasts were bared.

Naked in her stockings and garters Sarah Young laid back on the single bed and parted her thighs. Semen still stained her skin from the quickie she just had and she licked her fingers and wetted her skin.

Now her new mystery man stood before her totally nude and idly stroked an impressive pole in his right hand. His quads and calves were muscled and taut as he settled between Sarah's thighs and fed his cock to her waiting hot cunt.
He held her under the ass and with one thrust he was completely inside. 


With a shift of his hips he was all in and wasted no time and pounded her hard and fast . She reached up her arms to pull his face to hers and their mouths met, both their tongues searched for the other.

The silent stranger placed his forearms under her thighs and raised her legs up alongside her shoulders. His big balls slapped at her upturned ass as he slammed in deep, the shallow angle meant his thick meat scraped the walls of her tunnel in an exquisite and intense sensation.

Sarah shrieked and shook her head side to side on the solitary pillow as her pussy was plowed into. The dark haired man fucked with steady and even strokes, his feet dug into the mattress.

Sarah bounced awkwardly as she was shunted back and forth and his firm hands squeezed her bottom harder.
A noise came from outside the door of the cabin and Sarah and her lover froze until the footsteps passed.

He continued with a renewed passion and pumped harder and faster, fucking the little sex pot as deep as was possible.
Sarah bit into his shoulder and let out a loud moan as his hands moved to her bountiful breasts and kneaded the ample flesh.

The horn of the train sounded loudly again which muffled Sarah's scream as she came with a violent shudder. She bit the man's shoulder even harder and left a red welt on his flesh. Her shoes were beside her face now as she was smashed into the bed with power thrusts that buried his rigid cock deep up her slick pussy. Sweat poured from them both, and her juices flowed down the divine crack of her ass.



Ann cheered and sat up in her chair excited and looked around for General Kirk. He turned from his consultation with two of the project specialists and came over to the entrance to the time tunnel.

"Can you see Sarah? Where, WHEN is she?"

The Tic Toc HQ had been a hive of activity since Sarah Young had entered the cylindrical hallway and activated the time machine. This had been the first time ever the time and space continuum had been used by a human and nobody had any idea what to expect.

The base was in a secluded area in Arizona, deep underground and had been funded by the US government until recent concerns had been expressed about the premise of time travel.

"The picture seems a bit fuzzy, let me increase the fluctuation of the spectral reach."

Kirk watched her as she worked wonders with her computer and gazed up at the tunnel screen as a shimmer of light cleared to real images of the living past.

"There, looks like a steam engine from the mid thirties."

Ann squinted at the hazy pictures. Then she realised what they were.

"It looks like the Orient Express, the Paris to Constantinople journey. Many wealthy diplomats and royalty rode that train."

Ann read Sarah Young's vital signs. Heart rate was up, temperature up too.

The General yelled out as he saw a small room appear clearly.

"There! I See her."

They both looked up to see Sarah on her knees in a small sleeping compartment, naked and engaged in intent concentration as she sucked on a thick erection. The naked man she pleasured held her by the hair as he bucked his hips in time with her.

She had a firm grip on the base of his rigid prick as her head moved back and forth along the long stalk. Saliva drooled over her pursed red lips and had her eyes raised up in rapt attention at the handsome hunk.

"Great, she seems adjusted to the present situation!" He said sarcastically.

General Kirk shook his head at the sight on the screen. Most of the engineers and crew all leered at Sarah on the giant visual aide as she wanked her hand on the stiff cock.

Sarah loved sucking on a hard man and lovingly moved her pursed lips over the smooth glans before letting his dick glide into her wet mouth.
Then she guided his length into her hefty cleavage and used her mountainous boobs to stroke his rigid pole in a superb tit fuck.

His bent over form let him literally fuck her tits as his hips moved in unison with her jiggling bosom that smothered his pulsating spike with relative ease.   
He withdrew partially and grunted and aimed at her large mammaries.
The stranger erupted and soaked her tits with his cum which gushed out of his throbbing shaft with three healthy spurts.

With both hands she smeared the white cream into her silky skin and threw her head back contented.

Next thing she knew she was bundled up and her things handed to her, then she was shown the door to the compartment and shoved into the corridor still naked and sticky.

"Hey now!"

An elegant lady in an expensive evening dress passed her and looked at Sarah with a disgusted sneer.

"Common whore!" She exclaimed.

Sarah quickly hid her curves with her garments and fluffed her mass of curls that had lost the pony tail and spilled out over her creamy shoulders and big tits.

"You DO know that Prince Leopold of Belgium and his brother Albert are aboard this train young lady, don't you?"

The angry lady stormed off to her berth. So, was that the brother's who had fucked her?

They had seemed aloof and confident, and dressed in style. Were they really famous?

"Bring her back Ann, we need her back NOW!"

Doctor Ann McGregor did her best and then with a flash Sarah Young disappeared from the Orient Express and tumbled again into an endless abyss.


Next chapter, Sarah meets Robin Hood.


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Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #2 on: June 26, 2020, 05:22:07 AM »
Chapter Three, where Sarah meets Robin Hood.


Sarah Young rolled over on the soft green grass and ended up on her butt with her legs spread out.

She had just reappeared from the time vortex and had been unceremoniously dumped back on solid earth once more.

It looked like she was in a forest of oak trees with a tiny meadow of lush grass by a slow moving stream. In her ears was the sound of bird call and the rustling of the trees.

The sun was high in the sky and the light broke through the leaves and made a pattern of shadows that constantly changed.

Sarah studied herself as she rose from the ground and shook her mane of dark brown curls. She had successfully traveled in time twice since stepping into the time tunnel and each time her attire had changed to align her appearance to the current period she arrived at. This was something Project Tic Toc could never had known would occur if she hadn't taken it on herself to be a test model and trigger the tunnel.

With both hands she smoothed out the short sleeved white and cream dress she found herself in. The loose neckline barely managed to contain her mammoth 42DD breasts high up on her chest.

Apart from the scent of the forest Sarah could not detect any motor oil in the air which suggested to her this was not the modern era. Together with the mediaeval appearance of her outfit she guessed this may be hundreds of years in the past.

She saw something move in the corner of her eye and to her left a grey coloured hare studied the brunette with big eyes, twitched his nose then ran off.

Her thoughts turned to her recent adventures, everything seemed a dream now in this serene setting and she closed her eyes and raised her face to the sun.

The dress felt heavy and hot so Sarah decided to cleanse her body in the enticing stream.

She carefully walked to the water's edge, splashes of colour sparkled off the surface.

There was a carpet of leaves in front of an enormous tree trunk near the bank and she sat and removed the sandals she wore and rubbed her feet.

She ruffled her mass of dark brown hair then pulled the long dress up over her head followed by the under garment and stood up naked.

After having been fucked by a gorgeous hunk in ancient Egypt and twice more on the Orient Express in 1931 Sarah Young caressed her curvy body from top to bottom. Her soft skin showed no marks and she felt perfectly well.

She wasn't quite sure who had ravished her aboard the famed steam engine, nor even why she had let them, but she licked her lips and recalled the erotic sex with the two broody strangers.

Likewise the tall muscled Briton named Garth had given her great pleasure in the chamber of Cleopatra and had brought her to a glorious orgasm.

As Sarah dipped a toe in the water to test the temperature she was unaware of a figure hidden by the banks opposite the small stream. The tall fair haired man with a tuft of hair on his chin had eyes out on stalks as he watched the big breasted beauty wade into the water up to her delectable thighs.

He noted her absolutely stunning boobs which were the biggest he had ever seen on a wench. The nipples were stiff in the fresh air and Sarah cupped the large mounds of flesh and bathed them with the delicious water.

The aroused man believed her to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, plump breasts stacked on a slim body, masses of hair which settled on her creamy shoulders and down her narrow back. He smoothed out his beard as he looked at her shaven labia with the little patch of dark brown at the top.

A smooth cunt! Gadzooks, how marvellous!

Sarah emerged from the cool cleansing stream and fine droplets of water covered her sensuous body. As she stood on the bank she threw her head back and shook from side to side which made her thick tresses fly around in the warm air.

On the bank opposite the man rubbed his erection through his suede trousers at the sight and squinted his blue eyes in an attempt to focus even more. He gasped as Sarah's hand went to her parted legs and look down at her puffy mound.

After accommodating several large cocks she spread her pussy with one hand and examined herself. Her finger gently dipped into her hole and moved it in and out.

She shivered at the touch, she still felt sensitive and a tingle coursed through her lower region.

Remembering how she had been licked and sucked down there Sarah shut her eyes and bent her left leg at the knee. With the tip of a finger she made slow circular motions on her clitoris which brought a moan to her pursed lips.

She gulped as she quickened her strokes and held her left big boob in her hand and squeezed.

The man in the deep green tunic had lowered his trousers down to his knees and wanked his rigid pole fast. The large foreskin was pulled back and the fat crown was swollen, the shaft felt warm in his clenched fist.

Close to her climax the naked lovely made little sobs as her breath quickened and the prominent boobs bounced lightly above her ribcage.

A warm and welcome rush between her thighs made her cry out and she felt a sublime orgasm and her pussy squirted her fluids over her hand.

Across the stream the man pumped and pumped then let out a groan as he came and let his seed splash on the grass.

He drew in his breath and wished it had been the face of the astounding maiden and not the ground he had come on.


The general consensus is that time is a non spatial continuum in which events occur in irreversible succession from past to future.

The principal of Project Tic Toc was that if a large cylindrical tunnel spun fast enough on its long axis it would allow a person in it travel back through time and actually live the past. This elaborate machine had been built and was now being monitored by the specialists and engineers back at the base in Arizona.

"We lost her again when she disappeared from the Orient Express."

Doctor Ann McGregor looked at General Kirk and shrugged.

"Any opinion Doctor Swain?" Kirk turned to a bald short man in a white coat.

"Its a question of power General, the more boost we can generate in the time tunnel, the more chance we have of pulling Sarah back to 1993. Time is a static continuum and if we can just keep a short lock for only about five minutes on Sarah we can bring her in."

"Ann, get on it right away, I want that woman back here as soon as possible."

The General walked away as the two specialists got to work.


Sarah Young had dressed herself and set out to see where she was. She felt refreshed and clean after her dip in the stream and had found some berries to eat. She saw no homes or people around and could not figure out her location or time period.

"Stand quite still maiden!"

A loud command from behind her made her turn and find three uniformed men on horseback.

"Hither woman, prey tell me your name?"

The tallest of the men dismounted and drew his sword and crooked a finger at her.

Sarah had never seen a real blade before and felt a cold shiver up her spine. She approached the men in silence and looked at all three in turn.

"I said, by what name are you called wench?"

"S...S...Sarah" she whispered and trembled.

She saw they all had swords, wore chain mail head wear and had long robes over their tunics. Dirty boots rode up to their trousers.

The lead man gripped her roughly by the chin and squeezed her face together and ran the flat of the blade over her cheek.

Sarah gasped as he lowered it to her cleavage and ripped the material down to her belly. Her outstanding breasts now exposed caused the shorter yeoman to whistle at the sight of the boobs. Her nipples were erect with the arousal and fear of what may come next.

Behind her another man held her arms to her side and she heaved up which made her chest thrust out. Her dress dropped lower down so her upper body was bared.

Tall man laughed and held both her remarkable orbs in his hands and felt the ample flesh.

"Look at these titties lads, ever seen bigger?"

He pulled the comely girl to him and grabbed her ass hard through the dress and kissed her on the mouth. She tasted his rancid breath and gagged but could not get free.

"What say we have some fun boys, its not every day we find some cunt in the Sherwood forest."

Now Sarah's dress was rent from her and fell to her feet in a heap which left her fabulous body naked in the afternoon sun. She squirmed in the arms of shorty as his mate moved his hand over her mound and felt her pussy liquid which drooled out.

He stroked her, his fingers brushed her brown haired muff then found the shaven lips and cried out.

"The wench has no cunt hair!"

Sarah sobbed and wriggled her ass as fingers were inserted inside her soft labia and up her crack between her thighs.

Now tall man dropped his lower uniform half and pulled out his erection which he jerked in his fist.

"Turn her around."

The helpless brunette was spun and bent at the waist so her naked rump was raised up.

The man sighed at the sight of the toned buttocks that faced him and he gave her a slap. She yelped and looked over her shoulder with big eyes.

"Please, spare me this dishonour, I have done nothing wrong."

"Hold still girl and shut up."

With eyes shut tight Sarah waited for the inevitable when she heard a rush of air and a sharp cry. When she felt her arms freed she opened her eyes and saw the three yeomen prostrate on the ground, all of them with a arrow in their hearts.

With a gasp she gathered her tattered dress and stood back, then a vision of deep green came to her side.

He was over six feet tall, fair and lean in a hooded tunic and knee high leather boots. Suede trousers and suede gauntlets and a wide belt with an arrow holder down his right thigh. A drawn bow was in his fists as he looked down at the fallen men.

"Are you well maiden?" His voice was clear and his blue eyes locked with hers and Sarah felt her heart thump.

"I think," the ravishing beauty stopped short and collapsed in the man's strong arms and her vision faded as she fainted away.


When Sarah Young opened her eyes she was laid out on her back in a shaded section of the forest with various tools and animal hides strewn around. The sun had set and the light was dim.

By her feet at the edge of a crude cot was her saviour and a black haired woman in a long sleeved crimson velvet dress that had a high neckline.

As her eyes focused Sarah saw her torn dress had been replaced by a similar outfit to her hero.

A forest green top with a plunging neck and a suede corset that held her boobs up and finished at her waist which was laced at the back. Long leather boots that laced up the front covered her shapely legs up to her knees.

"Our beauty awakes, ha! Let me introduce you to my true love maid Marian. She helped you with new attire. I am Robin of Lockersley, some call me Hood."

Sarah shook her head to try to clear it. Robin Hood! Sherwood forest! Amazing!

"Who, who were those men?"

"Why my lovely those were the yeomen of the Sheriff, bastard he is. Who are you and where do you hence?"

Sarah got up on her elbows, the tight fitting outfit enhanced her every curve. It did not escape her notice the scowl on Marian's face as she stared at her.

"My name is Sarah, I'm not sure, that is..."

Robin held his hand up.

"No matter you are safe with us here at Major Oak, we're close by to the village of Edwinstowe, in the morrow we will escort you there. Have you some wild boar to eat, then rest."

The two left her and retreated some distance to where some candles were lit and she was alone. She racked her mind to remember her history lessons at school. Was Robin Hood a real person or legend? She couldn't remember, but here was a man who called himself such.

She laid on her side and tried to relax from her ordeal before and had drifted off quickly until she was disturbed by moans and urgent voices.

On her feet Sarah crept to where Robin and Marian had retired to and saw in the low light the two lovers naked and embraced in their love making.

Marian laid on her back with her legs wide while Robin had his face in her snatch, his body stretched out flat on his belly.

"You bad boy, you want to rub your nose in my hole and smell my cunt don't you? You like that? You want to lick my hot hole? Do it, do I make you feel good? I bet you want to see what is right here inside, hmm?"

Maid Marian liked the dirty talk! How exciting. Sarah watched in silence as the fair man lapped at her big bush of a pussy eagerly.

"Here we go, look at me all spread out, just for you my love, is my dirty cunt all wet and juicy?"

Robin moaned and continued to use his tongue on the woman, her legs up and over his broad shoulders. Sarah was excited and massaged her big boobs as she watched intently.

"I like your tongue, I wish it were your cock, your big fat cock up me though, and my ass, you want that too don't you, I know. How about these nipples of mine, you want to suck those?"

Robin moved up encouraged by his dirty talking whore of a lover and pawed and sucked her perky tits. Not as big as Sarah but natural and firm.

"Bite those boobies, BITE! There you go, are you hard now my dearest, is your cock big?"

Indeed Robin Hood was proud and erect, he rose up to his knees and held it to Marian's face. Sarah was surprised and impressed as his stiff organ looked to be near nine inches long and with a thick girth. The mushroom head flared out large and a big blue vein throbbed down the whole shaft.

"Oh that looks grand, I want to taste you, I want your big cock all over my lips. I want to drool all over you while you pound the back of my throat. I'm your hungry whore Robin."

Marian gulped his long tool down past her lips and smothered his hot meat with her mouth and made loud gurgles as she pleasured him. He threw back his head and groaned in delight as he buried his prick down her throat.

Sarah marvelled at how flexible she must be to accommodate his enormous pole.

She reached behind her back and hurriedly unlaced the corset and then removed the top and let her breath taking tits free.

With a feeling of relief Sarah caressed herself and bit her lip as she saw Robin Hood line up his remarkable cock with Marian's wet slit.

"You want your cock inside of me don't you, inside my little hole? Go on, do it!"

Robin shoved forward into the crazed sex crazed woman and entered her in a single thrust that filled her totally.

"Oh you bastard, sard that cunt, oh my that's one huge cock. Oh, you're stretching me out, its too big, its too big for my filthy little hole."

Robin was in full pelt now as he pounded the woman hard and fast, his thighs and calves taut with the effort of his power thrusts. Marian brought her legs around his back and drew him in further.


Sarah had laid on her back and had pulled down the bottom half of her outfit and furiously rubbed her wet pussy with her right hand. Her left massaged her boobs as she listened to the two lovers rut.

A low moan escaped her lips which made Robin turn his head and he saw her in the gloom as she frigged herself.

He carried on regardless, his lover writhed under him but his eyes were on Sarah and her phenomenal body.

"You make me feel so good Robin, do I please you? I saw you look at that whore before, does she make you hard like I do? Don't you just love my sloppy cunt?"

Robin ignored her words now and leered at Sarah who rubbed her clit hard, her sobs of delight muffled by her pursed lips. How he wished he was between her thighs instead, her shapely legs around his waist, his cock deep in her juicy hole.

Sarah felt the same and wanted desperately to have his big nine inch prick up her balls deep. She rose up and boldly approached the two sweaty lovers. Robin Hood leaned back as she loomed over him, her spectacular body in the low light was simply astonishing.

Marian shook her head side to side in ecstasy.

"Don't stop, don't stop, I'm so close."

Sarah touched his shoulder and gazed into his eyes and he was overcome with lust for this strange woman. He pulled out of the furious Marian who saw her rival and took Sarah in his arms and kissed her on the mouth.

His rigid cock felt big and pushy against her thigh. She put her arms around his neck and pressed her hot body to his. She wanted this man more than anything.

"You witch! Let him go!"

The two were oblivious to the angry maid and kept on kissing.


"I have it! I'm locked on Sarah, I think I can bring her back!"

Doctor Swain grinned at Ann.

"Told you, more power, yes, more power." He clapped his hands as Ann busied herself with the controls of the computer.

"Do it." He said and she pushed a vital button and next thing they knew the time tunnel began to spark and flash.

"Quick, hit reverse!"

"Too late," said Ann and bent her head down. An explosion was quickly extinguished the aides.

The chance to return Sarah was lost.


Back in the year 1200 Robin Hood clutched air as the mystery woman had vanished. He looked at maid Marian who lay naked on her back, legs wide and they both were speechless. Some wizard trick mayhap, who knew.

In the time vortex Sarah Young felt all her senses assaulted by a maze of colour and light as she tumbled through the infinite corridors of time.


Next time, Sarah joins Casanova's Saturday night orgy.

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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #3 on: June 29, 2020, 11:22:31 AM »
Chapter Four. Casanova's Orgy.


Again Sarah Young tumbled over and over and feeling no resistance in the endless abyss of the time vortex. All her senses were assaulted by the flash of coloured light until after an untold period in time she reappeared and found herself in a low lit room sat on an ornate armchair.

She blinked several times then saw that she was completely naked on the seat. This was different to the previous times when she had visited other periods and had been assimilated and dressed accordingly.

Her mane of dark brown curls cascaded over her shoulders and down her back and she swept a loose lock from her pretty face as she tried to understand her surroundings.

It was then that Sarah noticed three very young women with large urns of warm oils into which they dipped their hands.

They smiled and then approached the bemused Sarah and smeared the oils into her skin. One massaged her calves and feet, another her neck and big breasts. The third spent a long time rubbing her stomach and groin, her eyes on hers the whole time.

Sarah enjoyed the treatment and closed her eyes. The lotion smelled of rose water and almond oil felt nice. Every muscle in her body relaxed under the expert massage.

She had no idea where or when she had arrived but it was no hardship as she welcomed the unusual pampering.

"Evening Madam, heartily glad to meet you, tell me your name. Come, what are you called?"

A tall man in a dress coat of wine red with white lace short cuffs and satin trousers stood over her. Sarah suddenly became unusually shy of her nakedness and covered her mound of Venus. She gazed at him and guessed he might be European, Italian maybe. He looked quite handsome and dashing and she guessed he must be about thirty.

"Why, my name is Sarah, from England."

The elegant man adjusted his cravat and held a monocle to his right eye and looked at her.

"Your servant my Lady, I am Giacomo Casanova, and you my dear are astonishingly attractive."

The man bowed and hustled the maids away with a shake of his hand. His dark eyes took in every inch of her curvaceous body from top to bottom.

"Splendid of you to partake in this evenings orgy, you will be the most sought after woman tonight I'll wager."

With that he turned and left, Sarah looked confused.

An orgy? Was this THE Casanova?

Before she could think more the maids returned, stood her up and draped a heavy velvet robe over her shoulders. Then she was steered through one room to a much bigger and high ceilinged room. There was one large chandelier in the centre of the ceiling and many candelabra all around on antique tables.

Sarah gasped aloud as she saw dozens of people in groups and pairs in animated discussion. The men all dressed similar to Casanova and wore white wigs on their heads.

Whereas the dozen women were all totally nude and sipped drinks from long stemmed glasses.

"Evening one and all, I am humbled so many of you could attend my weekend frolics. Tonight we Barons, Counts and other Nobles are all equal in this Casino here in Paris. Here for one thing, SEX!"

Cheers filled the room as all the men stripped their clothing and flung various items to the carpeted floor. Sarah's eyes bulged at all the different sized cocks which the men stroked and held up.

Some thick, others long and one had a banana like curve which caught her eye. Also one African who sported a length of meat that must have been nine inches long.

"Tonight we are blessed to have with us Lady Sarah from England, Madam take a bow."

Behind her she felt arms drag the heavy robe away and her spectacular curves were revealed to everyone. Gasps and approvals were heard as her sleek oiled body was leered at by all. Her mammoth breasts hung large on a small midriff which made the big globes seem even larger. Her toned bare legs were slightly parted and the smooth shaven labia were visible under her triangle of dark pubic hair.

Casanova gave her adorable rump a smack and propelled her into the throng of naked people and laughed.

"Let the orgy commence!"


Back, or was that forward? In 1996 Doctor Swain and his assistant Ann McGregor frantically scanned various monitors and equipment. Desperate to locate Sarah Young in the time continuum they had tried everything they could think of but all to no avail.

"How about reversing the tunnel spiral? Is that even possible?"

Ann took her eyeglasses off her face and chewed on the end. Swain shook his head.

"We could never generate enough power to even consider that. Maybe slow the axis, yes that might be an option. I'll let General Kirk know."

Ann was worried about the former porn star whom had come to her for a chance to work on Project Tic Toc and felt some responsibility for the girls predicament. She would not rest until she was back safe and sound.


Back in 1750 Sarah looked around at the amazing scenes that unfolded before her.

There were heaving, naked bodies everywhere, loud moans filled the vast room as the people clustered together. Threesomes, couples and groups of just girls were busy. There was not a single person not fucking, sucking or both.
One king sized bed sat majestically in the centre and there were many armchairs and sofa chairs in addition.

Casanova indeed. Sarah searched her brain for information about the famous lover. Born in Venice in 1725? His name had become synonymous with the modern term 'womanizer' and he had befriended European royalty, cardinals, and even the Pope himself.

Sarah sat on a chair and felt a distinct ache in her pussy. She had not been fucked for quite a while now.
The last time period she had visited had been in the time of Robin Hood, and he had turned out to be very well endowed but she had been taken from that moment when he was just about to give her his big prick.

As she day dreamed a hand felt her left boob and thumbed the nipple. Another teased her moist pussy and she found two ravishing brunettes next to her.

Sarah spread her thighs, intrigued by the interruption and allowed the probing finger inside her. The woman then pulled out and lifted a glistening finger that had been coated with her sweet juices.

From behind the back of the sofa two more female hands caressed her gigantic tits while the woman at her feet put both her hands between her thighs and parted her ass cheeks.

Sarah squirmed in delight from the attention and closed her eyes. Her soft skin glowed from the almond and rose water and the women adored her tender flesh.

Someone turned her body around and she thrust her cute butt up in the air and a hand found her clitoris from the rear and rubbed the sensitive nub briskly.

Tiny sobs came from her throat as she was fondled and stroked, she had filmed orgy scenes in her career in the adult movie business and had always enjoyed them, so this was nothing new.

A woman kissed her lips and a thread of spit dripped from the both of them. Then another pair of lips joined in and made it a three way kiss.

Enthralled in the moment Sarah felt a larger hand separate her buttocks and a stiff cock was shoved into her wet cunt. She moaned in the mouth of the woman kissing her then braced her body as she was fucked from behind.

Every push from the unknown man shoved her into the woman hard, the stiff prick felt hot and big. Then Sarah saw a plump man move the woman aside and bring his erection to her open mouth, hold the back of her head, and ram it in.

The mans tool pushed past her red lips and she sucked on it greedily.

She felt her cunt gape as the man behind her withdrew from her, then in an instant he was replaced by another rigid penis and she was fucked hard once more.

With a firm grip on plump mans cock she was able to stroke the shaft and lick around the spongy glans.

Then another big cock came out of the shadows and she now had two men in her face.

Sarah alternated between the two erections and swiped at one then the other with her snake like flicks of her tongue.

The room became heated and the orgy reached its peak. On the large bed were two couples engaged in intercourse as one naked man wanked his cock at the scene.

On the carpet by Sarah's sofa two blonde women were locked in an erotic 69 position and moaned loudly.

The man stuffed inside Sarah's wet pussy pulled out, she never saw the men who fucked her doggy but they were enjoyable. Now a girl passed by and dropped behind her exposed butt and began to eat her sodden cunt.

Sarah loved it and groaned on the two cocks in her mouth as a warm and wriggling tongue probed her tight cavern. Her legs tensed from the delicious sensation and she came with a muffled scream.

Sarah Young's senses reeled and before she could catch her breath she was laid on her back, her long legs lifted up and a tip of a prick hovered at her slit. The carpet felt soft on her back as she pushed her pelvis up to the mystery man and he slid in.

Her hips were right up off the floor and the man penetrated her with deep strokes. She looked at him as she bucked at him, he was good looking and had a nice body. His baby blue eyes gazed into hers and he gripped her waist to hold her steady.

Another cock materialised out of nowhere near her face and Sarah grabbed it and sucked it. Her head was held up, while someone cupped her left tit and squeezed.

Blowjob man moved aside as a nubile woman took his place and crouched over Sarah's face and lowered her cunt to her lips.

Sarah tongued the hairy pussy while she clenched her thighs and tasted the damp pubes. Blue eyes left and was instantly replaced by a older lady with large pendulous boobs and a very long tongue who flicked at the brunettes clit. The woman was incredible and sent Sarah wild with fast stabs.

An hour had passed with no respite for the lust driven people. The woman at Sarah's pussy moved her body up onto hers and straddled her. They kissed passionately and Sarah tasted wine on the other, then both gasped as Sarah was penetrated by a hard cock. It felt huge and it stretched her lips out wide. With the lady on top of her she couldn't see who was fucking her but he was good and the fat meat scraped her cunt walls delightfully.

Then she felt him leave her and the lady above yelped as he entered her and began to fuck her doggy. The woman thrashed and shook her long hair which fell in Sarah's face.

Sarah could feel her pussy drip down her upturned ass crack and every fibre in her body felt alive.

Mystery man came back to her and shoved himself in her deep so that his balls slapped at her with every thrust home. Sweat prickled her brow and her mane of curls felt clammy on her head. After she and older lady had been fucked alternately twice, she was up on her feet.

Sarah saw that it was the African man who had just had her and it came as no surprise, he was well hung.
She eagerly gripped his upstanding pole and popped the swollen head inside her drooling mouth.
She expertly smothered the plum like tip and let her saliva run out of her mouth down to her fist which held his ebony shaft upright.
Her tongue made exquisite swirls over and over until the horny African could stand it no more.   

She shrieked as the tall ebony skinned man picked her up and bent her over the sofa, lifted her leg in mid air and pierced her slick cunt. Totally helpless Sarah was fucked as if she was a doll, her curvy body just a fuck toy for the powerful man who pulled her to him.
Thrust after powerful thrust slammed Sarah to the back of the seat and her ass cheeks rippled from the unrelenting lunges from the snorting black fellow.

Her second climax hit her and a warm flush surged through her. Then a hand swept her hair from her blushing face and eager lips kissed her neck.

Ebony man pulled from her, his long pole dripped from her fluids and he sat back on the seat . Sarah panted and held onto the short blonde who had just necked her then planted her feet on the carpet either side of his thighs and lowered her puffy cunt onto his waiting erection.

With the leverage of her feet and her right hand on the blonde she managed to bounce up and down on his rigid cock. Her soaked pussy eased his quick strokes and Sarah was lost in pure lust as she rode him. Blondie surprised her by smearing some oil into her butt and ass crack. As she turned her head she felt a cock at her anus which then pushed through hard and fill her up.

Sarah screamed out as she now had two men inside her in a astounding double penetration. She relaxed her muscles to accommodate them both and a sublime feeling came over her.

The three of them got into a steady rhythm, Sarah rolled with the two sticks inside her and stared into the Africans eyes with her doe like eyes. He held her gigantic boobs in his black fists and thumbed the hard nipples. Little sobs of pleasure escaped her lips and she breathed fast.
This was the best fuck she had experienced in a while and her pussy tingled with a thousand electric shocks of delight.


The time tunnel sparked and spat rays of intermittent light as it seemed to Ann the thing was actually alive. Then the hallway screen came on and they had visual of Sarah once more.


Both came running as the mists cleared and a big room gradually came into focus.

"Can you see Sarah?" Asked Swain.

"All I can make out is a circle of men, they're, they're all naked!"


Sarah Young rested on her knees on the carpet surrounded by a dozen erect men, all of them aimed their cocks at her.

Casanova wandered over and stood in silence as his three maids slowly stripped him of his finery till he was naked. His monster prick poked up to the ceiling proud and fat, long veins throbbed along the rigid shaft.

"A most gratifying evening my friends, and you my dear are truly a sexual creature to be sure. Now listen to me whatever occurs next do not use your hands, understood?"

Sarah nodded and bit her lip as the men advanced nearer and pumped their pricks fast.

The first man to cum sprayed her face so it dripped off her cheeks. Then another pumped out all over her face and eyes which made her squint hard. She moved to wipe away the sticky cream but remembered what Casanova had told her.

The third man pointed his tool right at her and groaned loudly as he rained cum on her in spurt after spurt. Sperm landed on her lips and she stuck out her tongue to catch more.

Two more men including chubby blasted her so it dribbled down her chin to her pale neck. Another came on her massive tits and Sarah smeared the stuff into her skin with delight. Blue eyes came to her close and spurted out over her face dead centre and grinned broadly.

Sarah fingered her aching pussy and whimpered softly. Her eyes widened as Africa held her jaw open and spurted right down her throat before he wiped his cock clean on her boobs.

The men, spent and exhausted, stood aside for Casanova who rubbed his purple headed weapon faster and faster till he roared like an animal and shot jet after jet of his white cream over Sarah. He came and came and came, no end seemed in sight as he sprayed the brunette like he had a hose. Her face, hair and body were all hit.

Finally he dropped his head and let go his dripping cock from his tight fist. Sarah collapsed in a heap utterly exhausted, her limbs had no strength left and her body was a soggy, sticky mess.



Kirk screamed at the sight on the screen and implored his aides to act. She looked up at the worried General, then at Doctor Swain and hit reverse spiral with the palm of her hand. Her other hand went to her mouth and her eyes welled up. Had it worked?

Next Chapter Sarah Young in the Wild West.

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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #4 on: July 03, 2020, 12:16:05 PM »
Based on the iconic 60's tv show. Intended for fun only.

Chapter Five. The Wild Wild West.


Sarah Young was a British born natural beauty who became the toast of European fuck films in the early nineties. A shy girl from Kent young Sarah had trained in science, biochemistry in particular, when she had been urged to send a nude picture of herself to The Sun newspaper.

Within a year she had graced the pages of every single porn magazine in England and the Continent, and her newborn, and insatiable sexual curiosity had led her to shoot hard-core sex scenes.

With a pair of newly enhanced gravity defying 42DD tits, Sarah shot couples scenes, threesomes, group sex, lesbian, and solo stuff.
She married German pornographer Hans, and together they soon established a very profitable sleaze business that made Sarah a super star in Europe.

By 1996 she had divorced Hans and had burned herself out making scores of movies and directing the same.
Now she had ended up in America where she had been involved in perfecting the amazing new and secretive project known as the Time Tunnel.


Sarah Young was once again unceremoniously dumped from the time continuum and emerged dizzy and faint from the transfer.

She blinked and faced a blank wall in a low lit room and turned about to see a long bar around nine feet long. A man in a white shirt and waistcoat eyed her as she walked over and stood opposite him.

"You alright Marshall, you seem funny."

Sarah put her hand to her brow and realised she had a wide brimmed hat on her head.

She looked around from right to left then back to the bar tender.

He called her Marshall, curious.

Slowly she walked back to where she had appeared and sat at a basic wooden table with an oil lamp in the centre. Sarah took a seat in a high backed wooden chair and studied herself.

A long grey dust coat covered her black corset top from which her ample cleavage ballooned out the low neckline. Black jeans were tight around her legs and a heavy gunbelt rested on her wide hips.

Two Colt 45 single action revolvers hung from the holsters. On her feet she wore a two inch heel cowboy boot that looked dirty from the dusty floor.

Every time she had visited the different time periods on her amazing journey Sarah had somehow assimilated in order to blend in.

She wondered if the scientists back at HQ were aware of this phenomenon, or even if they were able to track her travels through the time vortex at all. A shiver went through her, would she ever get back to 1996?

"Drink Marshall?"

Sarah raised her head up and looked at the little man again. She shook her head and walked back to the bar. The guns rode her thighs as she moved.

"What do you mean?"

"Mean? You're the US Marshall come to arrest HIM ain't ya?"

He jerked his thumb over his shoulder at a creased poster that hung from the wall of a mans face side on. Sarah read the words out loud,

"Wanted Dead or Alive, Sundance Kid, reward of $ 5,000, from the State of Wyoming, dated 1890."

She looked back at bar keep. This was the United States of America, a few years after the Civil War. Astonishing!

"Yeah, and he's right upstairs waiting for you to take him in."

A quick glance in the corner and she saw a wooden staircase up to the next level. She remembered the tales of Butch Cassidey and the Sundance Kid from her childhood.

Was he really upstairs?

She hesitated then slowly made her way up and found the first door ajar. The smell of coffee filled her nostrils. She opened the door with a nervous push and peered into the oil lamp lit room and saw a tall man stretched out on the single bed.

His white stetson hat was over his face as he snoozed, he had black jeans, was bare chested as well as his feet. In the corner was a chair and table with saddlebags laid over it. In the other corner was a wooden dresser.

Sarah raised her black stetson back high on her head, her mass of dark brown hair billowed out over her back and shoulders.

"Hello Marshall."

The tall man lifted his hat from his face slowly and her big brown eyes widened at his handsome features. A strong jaw with two days of stubble on the chin turned to her and his baby blue eyes burned into hers. He ran a hand through dirty blonde hair and rested on his left elbow.

Sarah gulped and felt her heart beat fast in her bosom. The kid watched her breasts rise and fall in time with her breathing and she was acutely aware of his attention to her titanic boobs.

"They sent a woman for me? That's a little demeaning, does the Governor know how nasty I can get?"

The man got to rise and without even thinking about it Sarah drew the Colt from her right holster and pointed it at him. She never used a gun in her life!

Amused he fingered his chin and stood up and looked at the nervous brunette.

"You still got the safety on darlin'."

Sarah looked at the steel in her hand confused and jumped as the shootist grabbed her wrist and wrenched it to the left.

"OWW, you're hurting me, let go." She stared into his blue eyes and melted under his captivating gaze.

"Let the Peacemaker go and we'll get along."

She relinquished her hold on the Colt and the Kid flung it onto the floor.

"Now, the other one."

Slowly she drew the gun from her left holster and he snatched it from her fist and wrapped his left arm around her tiny waist and pulled her body to his.

"Hey! Get off of me." She squirmed in his grip but he held her tight and reached in and kissed her hard on the mouth.

With both hands the big boobed babe tried to fend him off, but as he clamped his lips against her cherry red mouth she wilted and returned the kiss, her tongue came out of her parted lips and searched for his.

Her hips pressed at his groin as she reached up to drape her arms around his neck.

He in turn held her fabulous ass and kneaded the flesh under her tight fitting jeans.

The rigid bar down his right thigh poked at her through his denim as he became aroused by her curvy figure. The familiar tingle between her thighs betrayed her own thrill as they continued their necking.

"Well, that wasn't there before was it?" Murmured Sarah between nibbling his lips and nuzzling his neck.

"How about that?" The Kid grinned and sat back on the single bed and held his erection through the jeans. "Open my pants, darlin'."

Sarah knelt at his feet and began to unbutton his fly. Once the jeans were undone she dragged the legs down his strong thighs and got her first look at his stiff cock.

It was very much bigger than the average man and had a strange curve halfway along the shaft and it turned to the left slightly and ended with a flared crown.

Intrigued she rubbed up and down the entire length with her left hand stopping at the head. All the time they locked eyes and both became very excited.

"I bet you're a big hit with the girls huh?"

Without waiting for him to answer she crammed her mouth over the large tip and sucked greedily as she wanked the stalk fast. The Kid laid back and shifted his hips up and wallowed in the fantastic blowjob.

His dick compIetely filled her mouth, pushing against the inside, nearly making her gag.

Sarah moved a tad so as to angle herself better and suck him all the way in.
She was incredible, loud sucks, lots of tongue flicks and a spiral twist of her hand and his thick pole became hard as steel.
He moaned loudly when she cheekily traced a line along the crack of his ass.
She released the organ and spit on the head and shoved it into her mouth again.

"Babe, you're fucking amazing. Keep it up and I'm gonna cum down your throat!"

Sarah popped of his twitching prick and held it tight at the base and looked at him.

"Can't have that yet, I want this bad boy in my dripping, soft, mushy, hungry cunt."

The gunslinger laughed as she shrugged her dust coat off her pale arms and stood. He got her roughly by the upper arms and tossed her onto the bed.

Sarah yelped and before she could catch her breath he had yanked her jeans off her legs and over her boots.

He dove onto her and lifted her left leg onto his right shoulder and attacked her pussy. She raised both arms up above her head and grabbed onto the wooden headboard as he fast fingered her damp twat.

Soft moans came from her, muffled by her pursed lips. When he started to use his tongue to stab at her inner lips Sarah kicked out with her cowboy boots and tore big holes in the cheap sheet.

The Kid stuck his tongue in and moved it around at the same time he teased her asshole, just as had to him.   

Sarah Young was fascinated and confused at the same time by time travel. How long had it been since her involvement in Casanova's orgy.

Did time pass as she fell through the time/space vortex? Was her time spent in 1750 yesterday, last week? Had she aged?

Her body seemed to have no bad marks or bruises, her pussy didn't seem raw or swollen, and she had been fucked by many men. Many different size cocks, but here and now she craved this mans love muscle, desperately.

The time traveller wanted his dick inside her now. Wanted him to rub his big bell end all over her juicy labia before sticking it to her hard and fast.     

He got her up and turned her to the wall and placed her left leg up on the table. She looked over her left shoulder at his lean naked body and watched him swipe his fat prick up and down her wet slit.

The Kid looked into her wide pleading eyes and obliged her by pushing his pole right into her in a single lunge.

Sarah opened her mouth in a silent scream, her breath stuck in her throat as the big erection filled her quim. The thick pole scraped her channel and she felt a definite emphasis to the left wall as his curious curve entered her at an angle.

"Now that's some serious poontang."

With his left hand on her ass cheek he moved back and forth steadily, his eyes mesmerised by her smooth labia. He could make out tiny spots of sweat on her shaven lips and he became possessed and fucked her with hard thrusts that made Sarah whimper with joy.

"What a tight little cunt you have Marshall, its like a glove around me."

Sarah was past caring what he said and revelled in his relentless pounding of her pussy. She squealed like a girl and her big tits bounced around under her. His strong frame gradually pinned her flat on the table top and her big tits were squashed under her.

Was this really happening? She felt her hips shift as he held her steady and pulled her roughly towards his body. His stomach slapped against her ass and she became very wet from the powerful prods. Yes, this was happening.

Sundance tired in this standing position, the floor was gritty on his bare feet, so he moved backwards and dragged Sarah with him. They retreated to the bed and he laid back and let her take over.

With the heels of her boots on the shredded sheet she crouched over his upright pole and sank down slowly till he was all the way in her slick cunt.

"Oh babe, your titties are fucking huge!"

With his right hand he peeled back her corset top and her outstanding breasts came free for him to paw at.

Sarah moved up on his thick cock and made a circle around the swollen head then dropped down so she sat on his balls. She sighed as she adjusted to the fullness of him then began to rise up and down, her eyes on his.

She moved in slow and long strokes, drawing his generous log all the way in until he was buried inside her dripping box.

Both her hands rested on his groin as his stiff prick pounded up inside her wetness and he studied her. She felt amazing impaled on his erection and she looked sensational, truly a study of perfection. He had never seen a more attractive woman in all his days.

Sarah moved herself onto her knees, leaned into him and ground her butt back and forth along his rod faster and faster. The Kid grabbed onto her cheeks and bucked up into her with strong pelvic thrusts.

She closed her eyes in ecstasy as her pussy flooded and tightened her thighs against his body. Her right arm held onto his fair head and he buried his face in her cleavage and let her body shudder from her orgasm.

He got up from under her and settled his body on her belly and placed his boner between her tits. Sarah clamped the big globes together and trapped his length and he fucked the channel she made.

The fat head emerged from her cleavage red and angry with each push up almost to her chin.
Sarah used her lips and tongue to stab at his glans as his hot pole slid back and forth deep between her heaving bosom.
By now the Kid was grunting and groaning so loudly that she knew he was close to his climax.   

"Gonna cum Marshall, gonna cum on your titties!"

"Uh huh." Sarah licked her lips and waited.

The Sundance Kid grunted and a tiny spurt came from the curvy prick. It dribbled over her skin and she looked at the white spot, then his cock erupted and a long jet hit her on the nose and she yelped in surprise.

With her tits still tight around his pulsating pole he sprayed her face with three more jets of cum which left a track from her chin to her chest.

Sarah brought her legs up and rested her boots on the heels. The Kid rolled off her and laid on his back with his cock on his right thigh.

She laid beside him and watched his chest rise as he breathed.

That had been a nice fuck she thought and idly ran her fingers on the sticky mess on he chest. Then her mind turned to her predicament. What was next?


Doctor Ann McGregor was alone in her office on a break from monitoring the time tunnel and she sat on her two seat sofa by the wall. She took her white lab coat off and lifted her mid length skirt up to her stomach.

The last few days of watching Sarah Young having hot sex in the various time periods had turned her thoughts to her own desires and now she dreamed of Doctor Doug Phillips.

The handsome Project Director was in Washington with Senator Clark in another attempt to save the necessary funding to keep dream of time travel alive.

She and he had dated a while and she missed him badly.

Her hand dipped down the top of her panties and as her thighs spread out she gently caressed the soft outer lips of her pussy.

That English girl Sarah was insatiable and clearly revelled in having big cocks stuffed up her. She recalled one of her movies she had viewed in which she had been seduced by Peter North in her office and had been fucked silly till he drenched her face with his cum. And she had loved it.

Ann used her middle finger to slide into her soft tunnel and with quick flicks of her wrist delved into her entrance. With her eyes tight shut she imagined Doug and his face pressed to her snatch, his hot tongue flat on her cunt.

Soon her juice flowed over her digit and the wetness made her poke up ever deeper. Laid out horizontally her left leg went up over the back of the sofa and Ann jerked her hips and rode her finger as if it was Doug between her thighs with his superb cock thrust up her.

Now with urgent stabs she felt a warm feeling in her lower body. Her left hand untucked the blouse out of the waist of her skirt and fondled her breast. Her right found her clitoris and flicked the hard nub side to side, her favourite way of stimulating herself.

Ann put her head on the seat and clamped her thighs together as her orgasm came with a rush of sheer joy.

As she recovered her eyes went to a four by six picture of Doug on her desk.

We need you here my love, we don't know where to turn next.


Up next, Sarah Young and a Jolly Roger.
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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #5 on: July 21, 2020, 05:51:11 AM »
Chapter Six. All aboard for a jolly rogering!


Doctor Ann McGregor and Doctor Doug Phillips laid in each others arms and she hugged him close, his skin on her felt divine.

They had just enjoyed a lusty urgent fuck as they spent their first time together in a month.

He was a considerate lover and usually brought her to an orgasm but he needed his release and they had engaged in a quickie for his relief.

"We are out of options my darling, even the reverse spiral didn't work. Poor Sarah is hopelessly lost." Whispered Ann in his ear as she nibbled his lobe.

The dark haired man frowned.

He had not expected the time tunnel to have been activated yet, and had been surprised at the news the English woman Sarah Young had gone and jumped into the vortex.

The last they had heard she had been found in 1890 in the old US wild west.

Wherever she turned up next was anybody's guess.


Sarah Young found herself rolling around on a dirty wooden surface, the sound of waves could be heard in her ears as she raised her head.

A tall man loomed over her as she tried to get to her knees.

"Who are you woman, and how come you aboard my ship?"

She looked up into the sun and saw a silhouette of a six foot man in a cotton shirt with loose fit sleeves and pants down to the knee. His jacket had metal buttons and a satin lining which came down to his thigh length black boots.

As she shaded her eyes she was dragged to her feet by a strong pair of arms from behind and was shoved into the face of the stern man.

"My name is Sarah, from England." She squirmed and flung her head up.

He crossed his arms and looked into her dark brown eyes which were wide open.

"Are you friend of Ann Bonney?"

What did he mean? As her arms were pinned to her sides she took a look down at herself.

She had on a white long sleeved blouse with a plunging neckline and her fabulous 42DD tits threatened to burst free from the light cotton top.

Around her waist was a big cincher belt in black pulled in tight atop back pants that hugged her hips and cute butt.

Wide calf boots with thin high heels came up to the where the pants finished.

Her mane of dark brown curls hung freely about her shoulders and two large hoop rings hung from her ears.

She could feel the warmth of a tropical climate and turned to see she was aboard a long 80 foot sailing ship with big white sails, and, and, and a black flag with skull and crossbones!

This was a pirate ship!

"Take her below deck First Mate." The man turned his back and studied a chart in his hands.

"Aye aye Captain." Said the fair haired man who tugged her by the elbow to a wooden door which led to a crude staircase.

The crewman led her to a small cabin and tossed her in where Sarah fell onto a hard mattress. She looked at the man who grinned at her and stroked his trim beard.

"Don't know how you got aboard the Ranger but Calico Jack is none too pleased."

He leered at her and ran his eye over her buxom breasts and pretty face.

Her eyes had a innocent look about them and she bit her lip anxiously.

"Please Sir, don't hurt me will you? I'm just a bit lost is all."

He laughed heartily.

"I'll say you are, we're about to drop anchor in the Bahamas with stacks of Spanish silver, and you look like some fresh faced posh wench dressed like a man!"

"Well I'm not a man."

He laughed again and came closer as she moved up the bed to the rounded wall.

"Not with titties like that, I agree."

The mate held her face by the chin and looked deep into her doe like eyes.

"You have nice ruby lips, almost like a cunt. May I fuck your cunt lips?"

Sarah tried to turn away but he gripped her face hard and turned her back to him.

"Get off of me!"

"Sorry whore, when I said MAY I fuck your lips, I didn't mean you had an option."

Fair man dropped his pants and whipped out his cock, already hard and stiff and shoved it at her.

The shaft was fairly long with a huge flared crown and he was surprisingly gentle when he pressed it to her mouth.

Nervously Sarah kissed and tasted its saltiness.

"If I please you will you spare me any discomfort?"

He nodded and held his erection up and waggled it.

She wrapped both her hands around the erection at the base and slowly rubbed it up and down to where the head started and it stuck up out of her fists.

"Good girl, now suck it."

He put his hands on his hips as the stunning brunette leaned toward him and took the tip in past her lips. It throbbed in her mouth as she willingly let the cock shove its way in.

Sarah bobbed her head as she took more of the meat in and salivated freely as she went down further.

The rigid prick slid across her tongue and pushed to the back of her mouth.

Impatiently fair hair grabbed her by the hair and started to pump in and out fast, his hips sawing back and forth.

He moved in her mouth vigorously like he fucked a vagina, just as he had promised and with a surge of his butt he let his cock pop from her face and shot his wad over her mouth and chin.

"Lovely, your mouth is the best I ever fucked."

He tugged his pants up and let Sarah wipe his sticky cum from her face.

From a corner he produced a bowl with some sort of oats and tossed it her way.

"Dinner is served."

And with that he left and closed the cabin door shut with a loud clank of a key in the hole.


Sarah Young felt the ship rock as it sailed and a noisy creak of timber could be heard now and again.

Shouts of men and heavy boots above her head made her jump, then it seemed like the ship had stopped and cheers of happy men filled the air.

The former porn star wondered what period this was, 1720 seemed a good guess when piracy was at its peak.

What an amazing machine was the time tunnel!

She seemed to have no ill effects from the transportations and her person didn't appear to have changed.
Her hair, nails and pubes hadn't grown since he had left 1996.

Was she somehow suspended in time? Did she age? Why was she never really hungry?

One thing she desired was sex, and had enjoyed some wild times in the different time periods.

The cabin door opened and the First Mate appeared again.

Sarah moved back instinctively and drew her boots up to her chest.

The fair haired man held out a hand to her.

"With me wench."

She hesitated wondering what was outside.

"The Captain wishes to speak to you, come on."

Slowly she got to her feet and followed the sailor upstairs.

Back to the stern of the ship they walked past other sailors who leered at the attractive woman.

She guessed they had weighed anchor and she saw land in the near distance.

They reached a bigger cabin and the man knocked and a voice yelled out to enter.

Fair man opened the door and gave Sarah a shove in.

Calico Jack sat at a basic wooden table with charts and logs.

"Welcome aboard the Ranger my dearest Sarah of England."

He got up and came around to the nervous beauty.

"You are stunningly handsome my dear, did Ann dress you thus?"

"I, I don't know anyone called Ann, that is not here, well not this time, er."

Jack stood beside her and she looked into his blue eyes as he caressed her left cheek.

His hand moved to her shoulders and she breathed a bit harder.

She felt his hands touch her big boobs and then he kissed her on the mouth.

His hand snaked between their bodies and he undid the strings of her broad belt.

Without breaking the long kiss he pulled her belt off and yanked her blouse off over her head.

As her outstanding breasts tumbled free he held the enormous globes of flesh in his hands.

"Your boobies are truly remarkable, never have I seen better, and I have sailed the seven seas."

He studied them closely and massaged them at his leisure.

Sarah willingly gave herself to him, his face and shoulder length blonde hair had a certain appeal to her.

His hands were warm as they wandered all over.

"Have you eaten?" He said as he went and sat on the narrow bed that ran along the wall of the Captains cabin.

"A little, it was disgusting."

Calico Jack pointed to the smaller table where she saw a bowl of fruit.

"Help yourself."

Sarah, still topless walked over in her boots and took a banana and unpeeled it.

He watched her as she put the top in her mouth and took a bite with her white teeth and chewed the morsel.

Jack felt his cock move as he continued to stare at Sarah as she parted her red lips and closed them around the white banana and held it in her mouth.

Her dark seductive eyes gazed into his as she slowly bit into the fruit and swallowed with her mouth open.

He sat up and waited for her to approach.

He heard her boots on the creaky timber floor as she came to him and he buried his face in her deep cleavage.

Sarah knelt at his boots and undid the buttons on his pants and his fat erect cock came out and she held it in her left hand .

Impressive she thought, nice and smooth with a long blue vein up the side of the shaft.

"You have a nice cock Captain."

Sarah looked deep into his eyes as she gave it a clockwise twist.

He groaned as he watched her mouth move onto his big head and rapidly suck on him.

His hips rolled in rhythm with her nodding head and he planted his boots on the floor as he held her to his groin.

Jack held her head still and enjoyed the feel of her hot breath on his stiff organ.

She was amazing, he could feel her tongue as it flicked at his crown inside her.

Then he released her and with urgent nods Sarah licked up the whole length of the sweet tasting prick.

Calico Jack removed his shirt and lowered his britches over his legs, Sarah continued to suck on him oblivious to his actions.

"You are a gifted young wench, to be sure."

He stood up and helped Sarah remove her pants which left her captivating body naked except for her calf high boots.

His eye took in her massive breasts on a tiny waist and slender toned thighs.

Her pussy was smooth with a triangle of dark hair that sat above her labia.

A thin film of sweat dappled her silky skin.

"Astonishing! You are a vision of beauty. I shall enjoy this enormously."

Sarah was quite aroused herself and felt the familiar sense of a damp pussy and crouched over his lap. She took his cock in her right hand and aimed it between her legs.

Filled with excitement the blonde haired pirate watched the brunette goddess shift her hips and slide down his stiffness like it was a flagpole.

She rested on his lap impaled on the thick organ and with her boots settled on the floor firmly began to ride along him.

Her hands went to the top of his shoulders and began to lift herself up and down and forced her hot cunt to devour his fully erect eight inches.

Jack cupped her ass cheeks and started to grind her along his hard prick.

She began to fuck him furiously, filled with the need to stuff her wet cunt with his pole.

Her juices oiled him up and he slid in easily.

Sarah rose nearly all the way up then crashed back onto him, her pussy tightened around his stalk and she sped up even faster.

His lean body and hairless skin appealed to her and she raked her nails across his belly.

With his rod firmly inside Sarah ground her hips and rubbed her pelvis to and fro which gave her clitoris superb stimulation.

Great sobs escaped her red lips and she tossed her head forwards which sent her lush hair onto his body.

"You fuck like a demon possessed," Said Calico Jack with gladness.

Sarah continued to slam her perfect rump onto his thighs, lost in sheer passion for the rut.

The pirate captain gripped her by the waist and with a powerful lunge stood up and spun the surprised dazzler onto her back on the cot and began to fuck her missionary.

His stiff pole never left her pussy and they carried on without a pause.

With strong biceps he brought her delectable legs up onto his shoulders as he leaned over her and this position buried his prick inside her deep. The boots dangled over his back.

He felt incredible with his cock stuffed up the wonderful girl.

She shook her head on the fine down pillow and occasionally looked up into his blue eyes, then she moaned as he shoved hard and her eyes shut tight.

Little intakes of breath made her throat squeak quietly as he plowed in.

Her magnificent tits jiggled from his violent thrusts.

"Its like fucking a glove, I do believe I may spill my seed."

The sweat covered man slowed to deep hard plunges that filled Sarah, his balls slapped against her every time he entered.

Each big lunge pressed her back into the mattress and her cries of ecstacy grew louder.

The two were so engrossed in their love making they didn't hear the cabin door open until a voice spoke.

"Morning Calico Jack, we disturbing you?"

Sarah and Jack shot up and looked at two figures in the threshold of the cabin.

At first glance it appeared to be men, but on closer examination it was a couple of women in mens clothing.

The captain lowered Sarah's legs and she rested on her right elbow as she looked to the door.

"ANN! MARY! WELCOME! And many thanks for this." He stood and pointed at the bewildered English woman.

The first figure came forward with a flaming mass of red hair and a knee length velvet frock coat and ankle wide boots with tight pants tucked in.

A white corset kept her tits up on her chest.

The other with long straight black hair and grey eyes gave Sarah a scowl.

Her plunging neck white blouse was brought in tight around her narrow waist with a cincher black belt above black pants and thigh high black boots.

"And who the fuck might this cunt be?"

Ann Bonney, the redhead, looked at Jack who held his throbbing cock in his right fist and jerked a thumb to the naked brunette.

"Isn't she a gift from you my love?"

"Certainly not, isn't Mary and me enough for you? Where did she come from?"

Jack scratched his head, good question he thought.

Mary Read came closer to the nervous Sarah and held her face tightly by the chin.

"Your tits are like fucking cannon balls!"

She stroked the massive boobs and looked down at her gaping cunt that had been stretched out by the Captains big prick.

"Ann come take a look at this!"

Ann came closer as Mary prized open Sarah's legs and they both stared at her shaven labia.

"The cunt has a bald cunt!"

Both women sat beside the bemused girl and they probed and fingered the wet pussy.

"Please ladies, just be nice."

Sarah looked from one to the other with wide eyes and her lips parted to show a row of white teeth.

Mary stood and unlaced her broad belt then lifted her flimsy blouse off over her head.

Two perky breasts were revealed with nipples hard as bullets as she tossed the shirt aside.

Then she bent at the waist and clamped her face to Sarah's immense tits.

Ann looked at Jack and kissed him hard on the mouth and gripped his stiff cock in her right hand.

"Sit back and watch this, this is your gift."

The fiery haired woman turned to the others and Sarah watched her drop the heavy frock coat to the floor then unlaced her corset and her pendulous 34DD boobs flopped out large.

Bent double she peeled her tight pants down and stepped out of them so she only had her ankle boots on.

Her hand went between her upper thighs and she rubbed her mound, covered by a thick bush of ginger pubes.

She joined Mary and pawed at the titanic tits of Sarah who leaned back with legs spread open.

Mary dived down and used thumb and finger to open her outer lips and poke her tongue in the juicy honey pot.

As she lapped away like a puppy drinking water Mary made soft moans.

"Mmm, I can taste Jack's cock in the wench's cunt Ann."

She looked up and parted the soft thighs wider and Ann came and licked the wet pussy herself.

"Sweet and sour." She said as she poked her long tongue up the exposed hole and tickled the inner thigh at the same time.

The sensation was intense and Sarah writhed in delight and squealed.

Her legs went up and her pussy was even more exposed for Ann to use her very long tongue and probe her wetness.

Mary unlaced her pants and removed them with her big boots still on she was naked. She held Sarah by her face and kissed her ruby lips, her tongue made its way in Sarah's mouth and searched for hers.

The two female pirates smothered the English girl and together they caressed and licked and kissed and squirmed in a mass of legs and tits.

Calico Jack enjoyed the show and frantically wanked his twitching cock as he looked on from the corner.

Three fingers found their way up inside Sarah and jabbed in and out, then one of the women massaged her clit rapidly and she went into the throes of an orgasm.

"Look at this cunt leak Mary!"

It was true Sarah seeped her fluid down her thighs and shivered with the delicious feeling.

With eyes closed Sarah was placed on her back while Ann laid with her head between her legs and licked the sweet taste.

Then Mary laid down too and the hot women made a triangle with Sarah's tongue in Mary's pussy and Mary deep inside Ann .

Loud sucking sounds filled the modest cabin as they all wriggled together close.

Ann's ginger pussy darkened with her juices as Mary Read brought forth her climax.

She lifted her head to see Sarah busy with her own bushy cunt and screamed aloud when the English woman took her clit between hard teeth and bit lightly on the nub.


As they all stared up at the time tunnel Doctor Swain explained what he intended, a rapid reverse spiral with half power followed by a clockwise twist with full power.

Ann and Doug sat side by side at the desk nearest the cylindrical hallway and listened.

General Kirk watched concerned a short distance away completely utterly confused.

He had full faith in his team to rescue Sarah Young from the past but didn't understand a thing about time travel.

"I got visual again!" A woman in a white lab coat yelled excitedly and the big screen kicked in.

The dim lit ships cabin began to brighten and the team of Project Tic Toc looked at what seemed to be a group of naked people.

Sarah was at the heart of what looked to be three women and a fair haired man who loomed over them with a raging hard on.

"See! Sarah is a serious fuck bunny!" She whispered to Doug who was mesmerised by the gigantic tits she had.

The women all looked seriously hot in their buccaneer boots as they knelt at the feet of the erect man.

They kissed and caressed each other as they waited for the man to ejaculate.

Ann licked her lips and put her hand in the lap of her lover Doug and gripped his bar under his trousers.

He reacted and pushed his hips up and let Ann rub his crotch hard.

"Are you listening Doug? I said do you agree?"

"What? Oh, umm, excuse me for one moment. Ann could you join me please?"

He got to his feet awkwardly and Ann walked in front of him to hide his tented trousers.

They managed to make it to the men's washroom where the two kissed and hugged in a frenzied manner.

Doug ripped Ann's white coat from her body then flipped around to face the tiled wall.

His right hand moved down to the front of her thighs and felt the wetness from her panties.

Shockwaves went through her body as she pulled them down at the same time he unzipped his erect prick and slipped her the swollen head under her raised skirt.

Ann moaned and closed her eyes as her man moved forward and didn't stop until his entire cock was inside her.

He pulled back and left only the big tip in.

She sighed from the incredible invasion of her cunt.

That was only the first thrust!

Doug held her hip and began to pump in and out fast as she pushed at the wall with her palms.

Her warm channel increased the lube he needed and he fucked her at great speed.

"Doug, you're so big!"

Ann parted her legs apart as far as she could and teetered on her high heels as her body was shifted back and forth.

"That Sarah, she is one little minx! Such a cute ass!"

"I taa, oooo, I told you babe, ooooo fuck, I'm coming!"

Doug felt Ann contract and he yelled and gushed into her with big lunges of his hips and they shared a mutual orgasm.

He laid his head on her back as they panted from the quickie fuck.

She adjusted her coat and brushed her ponytail back over her shoulder.

"We better head on back."

He nodded and twisted his necktie up to the top of his shirt.


Back in 1720 Calico Jack came and sent his white cream out in a 45 degree arc that hit Sarah who sat in the middle of Ann and Mary.

The big droplet hit her nose and dripped down to her open lips.

Then he turned slightly and rained cum on Ann who welcomed the warm seed.

Still his cock spurted and he gave one more big jet onto Mary's tits.


"Go ahead Doctor Swain."

Doug looked the elderly specialist in the eyes as he operated the controls to initiate the sequence of a reverse spiral.

Ann looked at Doug and met his gaze, they both looked worried.


"Well Jack welcome back to the Bahamas, we missed you right Mary?"

"Its been boring that's for sure. Right lets get cleaned up. Where did cannon ball tits go?"

All three looked around but Sarah Young had vanished.


\Next time Sarah travels into the future and meets Barbarella!
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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #6 on: July 24, 2020, 12:49:07 PM »
Chapter Seven, where Sara meets Barbarella in the 41st Century. Note- Jane Fonda IS Barbarella.



Sarah Young looked up from her position on the ground at a face framed by a golden mane of hair.

The sparkling blue eyes were wide as the slim woman loomed over Sarah who rose to her feet unsteadily.

She seemed different this time and her body tingled oddly.

It felt like she was in a state of limbo, although she had reappeared from the time vortex, her disorientation made her feel uneasy.

"Here, take my hand and lets go, quickly!"

Sarah looked around.

The two of them were in a large field of some kind of wheat and it was night.

As she gazed up into the sky she saw something that made her catch her breath.


"Where are we? Who are you?"

"Not now sweetie, we got to get away from the Zeferlimians."

With her left hand in the others right they ran quickly through the wheat, the long stems brushed them as they made their way to the edge of the field.

She realised she wore knee high boots as they ran.

As they did so Sarah glanced behind her at their pursuers.

She saw the crop part but could not see any figures.

"Who are the Zeferlimians? I can't see anybody!"

"That's because they are invisible!" Said the blonde.

"My ship is just ahead."

Sarah could make out a shape in the double moonlight and a fairly small red vehicle caught her eye.

The woman pressed a device on her right upper arm and a door opened down the side of the spaceship.

They leapt inside and the door closed behind them and they fell onto the orange shag carpet in the main cabin.

Sat at a control console Sarah watched the blonde as a visualizer screen came on and they could see the exterior of the ship.

No person was visible but there were sounds of thumps on the hull and cries and howls of angry creatures.

"That was close, you alright? I'm Barbarella."

The stunning blonde with the voluminous bouffant hair smiled and rose out of the seat.

She stood about five feet eight, was fit and trim with a slim waist.

Dressed all in white, her spandex one piece outfit resembled a bathing suit with a high collar and open neckline that showed her cleavage from her 34B breasts.

Thigh high white boots with stiletto heels hugged her long lithe legs.

Sarah put her hand to her brow, she felt her thick hair and it seemed more tousled than usual. It appeared to her she had been backcombed and two cans of hairspray had been applied.

He arms were in silver gloves that flared at the elbows.

She looked down at her metallic silver mini dress with purple trim which zipped up the front and was pulled in at her waist by a purple belt.

The neck was high and a front keyhole cut out showed her deep cleavage.

Knee high silver boots with a three inch heel left a tantalising view of bare thigh from the top of the boots to the hem of the dress.

"Pleased to meet you, and thanks for saving me. I'm Sarah from, er, well..."

"From Earth, me too!"

"Welcome aboard the Alpha Seven, Sarah of Earth."

A computerised voice came out of nowhere.

"Who was that?" Said Sarah still dazed at her whereabouts.

"That is Alfie, the ship computer. Lets go Alfie, prepare for take off."

Barbarella took Sarah by the hand and showed her a chair by the orange fur lined console and they both strapped themselves in.

The craft rose up then there was a whoosh in their ears and the women were pinned back in their seats from the acceleration.

"We'll be in orbit soon, relax. Tell me how you came to be on Lythiun?"

Sarah had a thousand thoughts and a thousand questions.

If time was a series of events that occurred from past to present how was it possible to travel into the future when it had not happened yet?

Was she in another Dimension?

And wasn't Barbarella fictional? She recalled the movie with Jane Fonda and the French comic strip.

Was there a line between dream and reality?

More important, could she ever return to 1993, the time she had entered the time tunnel.

"Lythiun? Is that a city?" She asked.

"No silly, Lythiun is the 16th Planet of Tau Ceti, about 12 light years from Earth."

Barbarella checked various readings and screens and looked at Sarah.

"Did you crash? Was your ship destroyed? Were you alone?"

Sarah felt faint and her head buzzed with the notion she was not on Earth anymore.

As the spaceship stabalized The two women got to their feet.

"You look like you could do with a lie down. Come this way."

Barbarella flicked a switch and reserve power kicked in and the lights dimmed.

Next to the main cabin was a room with a big bed and Sarah welcomed the soft mattress and drifted off to sleep.

When she woke she found that she had been stripped of her outfit and was completely naked.

Beside her, also in the nude was the stunning blonde, her eyes moved up and down the astonishing body of the brunette.

Her gigantic 42DD tits sat on a tiny waist and her slim legs were stretched out alongside Barbarella.

Her right hand idly wandered over her stomach and a finger twirled in her dark pubes.

Sarah sighed from the gentle touch and parted her thighs slightly and closed her eyes.

"You have pubic hair, how quaint!"

Sarah looked down at the attractive blonde and saw she had a smooth hairless mound.

"Women haven't grown pussy hair in thousands of years."

Barbarella raised herself up on her elbow.

"Would you like to perform sex? That would make you feel better."

Sex always worked for Sarah and leaned in to kiss the woman's full lips.

"Hey steady, we need our exaltation pills first."

"What pill?"

Sarah looked confused as she eyed the cute ass of Barbarella as she got up and sashayed over to a console and returned.

"Here swallow this."

In her palm was a tiny tablet which she handed to the curious brunette.

"In order to achieve sexual gratification we take the exaltation transference pill each so we can be in perfect confluence.

Then we hold our palm against each other like this."

They knelt naked on the bed and faced each other and placed a palm together and gazed into each others eyes.

"Now take the pill. When our psychocardiograms are in harmony our pleasure centre in our minds will achieve rapture.

Takes about a minute."

One minute thought Sarah? Hardly seemed worth it.

She studied Barabarella, nice body, she wouldn't mind spending an hour in bed with her.

Gradually they felt something.

An aura began to glow around them and Sarah began to feel her body twitch.

Their palms also glowed and Sarah noticed the other woman's hair start to flutter around her head.

Her own mane of dark curls also seemed to volumise too and a strange sensation was felt in every fibre of her being.

Sixty seconds had barely passed when their palms glowed a bright pink and they separated.

Both women exhaled and their naked bodies appeared flushed.

"Wow, that was a good one, thank you Sarah."

Sarah ran her hands over her big boobs and stomach.

She felt relaxed and radiant but missed the physical contact that went along with love making.

"So don't people fuck each other anymore?" She asked.

"No silly, this way we avoid all the personal problems of the past.

We no longer have penetrative sex, and we haven't had a war in 10,000 years either.

Why, didn't you like it?"

Sarah moved closer to the gorgeous blonde and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

"Wasn't that nice too. Have you ever had sex the old fashioned way?"

"Why never, have you?"

Sarah recalled her successful career in the adult movie business and gave a wry smile.

"Once or twice, wanna try? I'll teach you."

With her head in her hands Sarah put her mouth to the other and kissed her full lips.

She tickled her pale neck as they smooched and with a firm poke slipped her tongue inside Barabarella's open mouth.

She was gentle and was rewarded by the blonde who used her tongue as well.

The two fell into each others arms and their breasts crushed against one another.

Sarah brushed the long blonde tresses from the right ear of the space pilot and pierced the drum with her tongue.

She pushed in far as she could, then did the same too the left ear.

"Goodness me, super!"

Turned onto her stomach Sarah gently massaged her soft skin and she heard moans.

Palms down on her lower back the hot brunette gave little butterfly kisses along the spine from just below the neck to the tail bone.

When Sarah reached her thighs Barbarella parted them and let out several sighs as her muscles were rubbed.

"Wow, its very nice."

Now very relaxed Sarah turned her over and began on her front.

Sarah gazed at her perky tits and caressed around each of the beautiful breasts before she moved inward and cupped the firm natural boobs in both hands.

The space pilot purred like a kitten and squirmed around on the bed.

"Gosh, I never knew it would be like this. I feel strange down in my vagina."

Sarah raked her nails along the luscious flesh and Barbarella arched her back and shuddered.

When her puffy mound was reached Barbarella lifted her head in a curious way.

"What next?"

Sarah smiled and licked the upper thighs one by one and moved down the bed so that her head was placed at the damp pussy.

With bared teeth she nibbled the outer lips then swirled her hot tongue around the labia.

Thumb and forefinger parted the folds under the fair downy pubes and she poked her tongue into the wet hole.

"Amazing, its just amazing!" Groaned the blonde as she felt waves of pleasure warm her lower body.

Sarah now curled two fingers upwards inside the entrance as she teased the hard clit with her teeth.

Barbarella widened her legs and bucked up from the bed.

Her pussy throbbed and moisture formed on her golden pubic hair.

Sarah enjoyed her taste, sweet and thick.

Spread out flat on her stomach with her legs bent at the knee Sarah could feel her own juices liberally run out of her aroused cunt.

With a sweep of her hands Sarah pulled Barbarella's legs as far apart as possible and looked at the pulsing cunt in her face.

She sank two fingers back inside and pushed back towards herself and found the G Spot.

The blonde inhaled deeply and closed her eyes shut tight as she was stimulated beyond her wildest dreams.

She heard a squishing noise from her own pussy and felt sensations she never thought possible.

"Sarah, I, I, feel strange, I feel like want to urinate."

Sarah looked up from her position between the parted thighs and continued to rub her love button.


Barbarella came, her pussy tightened, her juices flowed and Sarah lapped up every last drop that dripped out.

"Golly gosh, what just happened!"

"You experienced an orgasm, isn't it the best!"

Now with her own needs in mind Sarah sat up and pulled Barabarella toward her and lifted her left leg and over her right hip.

Then the same with the other leg until both their pussies were mashed against each other.

"Now push at me."

"Like this?"

With a gyration of their hips their soft mounds rubbed firmly up and down, sometimes side to side.

As their pubic bones bumped at each other their cunts flowed with their sweet nectar.

Sarah felt the tickle of hair on her smooth lips and enjoyed the feeling.

Barbarella reached over with her right hand but was stopped.

"No hands, just grind on me with your hips."

Their movements grew more urgent and both made loud whimpers as they locked eyes.

"I think I may orgasm again! Does it happen twice!"

"Sure, sometimes many times."

Barbarella threw her head back and jerked hard.

Her body twisted as a shock wave of ecstasy overcame her.

At the same time Sarah had her shattering climax and squirted out a little over the other.

They went limp as their pleasure subsided and sleep took them.

"Saints alive, I think I love sex!"


In 1996 four worried faces were in line side by side by side.

Kirk, Swain, McGregor and Phillips.

Doctor Swain spoke first.

"No vital signs. No heart rate, respiration, temperature, nothing. Sarah Young is dead."

"I don't believe it! The equipment is faulty!"

Doctor Ann McGregor wiped a tear from her right eye and looked to her partner Doug.

One of the chief executives on Project Tic Toc, responsible for the amazing time tunnel returned her worried look.

"She's not here, and we can't trace her in the past, we have to assume the worst."

"But, what if," Ann sat up straight. "What if she had been transported into the future!"

"Absurd, the future is still to come! You can't go somewhere that hasn't been yet!"

General Kirk spoke with authority but not with much idea of how time travel was even possible.

"Maybe she was switched to another dimension, I don't know."

Ann got up and hurried out of the main control room. She blamed herself for getting Sarah involved in the project to start with. If it hadn't been for her, well it didn't bear thinking about.


Sarah Young awoke from her snooze to the sound of Alfie the ship computer as it announced they were to land soon.

She could hear Barbarella blissfully humming in the main cabin.

She looked around and got to her feet from the bed and padded over to a closet where she found dozens of outfits to wear.

Sarah had no idea where they were headed or what it would be like when they arrived, but she chose a white body stocking from neck to feet and a silver chain mail bra that she managed to stuff her titanic tits into.

She wrapped a silver chain mail belt around her waist above a red thong over the white tights.

Red knee high boots with a silver cuff at the top and a short black cape finished the outfit.

Barbarella whistled with approval when she entered the control cabin.

"Good choice Sarah, you need a bigger size bra for those big boobs of yours though."

The blonde stunner had chosen her action outfit with a black one piece sleeveless body tunic with a see through window over her right breast and stomach.

With black tights and knee high black boots to match.

Her voluminous golden bouffant was even bigger around her head.

Sarah wished for a mirror in order to check out her own mane. She imagined it like how she had it in the 1980's when big hair was 'in'.

"Strap in babe, we're nearly there."

The ships lights came back to full power and the visualizer screen came up.

"Where is there exactly?" Said the brunette as she fastened her lap strap.

As she spoke a large metallic space vehicle loomed up on the screen and the tiny vessel was swallowed and Barbarella steered the Alpha 7 into the landing bay of the space station.

"Its Proxima Delta 35, one of our fixed stations round the sixth planet of Tau Ceti.

I got a call from the United Earth Government to investigate the recent lack of communication with the staff.

I get all these kind of tasks since there are no more armies or police.

I guess I'm a Astrometrix, first class of course."

"What, what year is this?"

"Why its 40,000 silly."

Sarah could not believe where she had turned up.

This was 40,000!

Were the specialists back in 1996 aware she could visit the future.

Worse, was everybody dead? Now that she was 38,000 years ahead of everybody she ever knew.

"Check all readings Alfie."

"Radiation is normal, oxygen is normal, temperature 30 degrees Celsius."

Satisfied of the outside conditions the two heard the hatch open and they both clattered out into the brightly lit metal corridor.

They could not hear any noise apart from the hum of the electric power.

Sarah gasped as she thought something had moved in the corner of her eye.

Then they both heard a scuttle type of sound grow loud then stop.

"This place is spooky, I feel like someone is watching us."

"Here, hold my hand."

Barbarella held her right hand out and took hold of Sarah and they stayed close.

Then a light began to flash yellow ahead of them.

"What do you suppose that is?"

"I have a feeling the security systems have detected our presence." Barbarella looked all around.

In a flash two bulky machines approached them and spindly metal arms with a hinge like an elbow reached out.

Strong grips appeared at the ends and the girls arms were pinned to their sides firmly.

"Hey what gives! ROBOTS!" Said Sarah amazed.

"Robots? Hey, this is against all the laws of Robotics. I demand you release us!"

Barbarella looked serious but the silent metal creatures forced them along the corridor to a big room with many large machines that thrummed and flashed.

The mechanical contraptions that looked like upturned crates on wheels brought them to the middle of the room and the floor parted and two long metal tables rose up.

"What do they want with us?"

"Don't know Sarah, these are just regular domestic bots programmed to probe and inspect any alien life.

Maybe, maybe they think WE are alien!"

The two were forced to lie down on two flat bed benches side by side.

A computer voice boomed out over loudspeakers.

"Prepare the two specimens for examination on the gyno tables."

Sarah looked to her left at the cool blonde who smiled back.

"Be brave, show no weakness."

From above a needle thin laser beam began to pass over them from head to toe and as it did so their clothing was instantly vaporised!

They laid on their backs totally naked!

Then, automatic broad straps rose out of the tables and they were clamped tightly by their upper arms, upper thighs and calves.

Now the two brave girls looked worried as slowly their limbs were parted so they were both in a shape of a starfish.

"Begin bio and neural scan." Said a monotone voice.

Another light washed over their entire bodies in an eerie blue colour from head to toe and back again.

"Activate stage two."

Trapped and unable to move, Sarah tried to squirm on her cute butt in vain.

"Sarah, look!"

A very large mechanical arm with joints came up from the floor followed by an enormous lens that studied Barbarella's nakedness first then Sarah.

Their legs were prodded then their defence less vaginas were teased open.

"Initial report.

Two female specimens.

One dark haired, one fair.

Dark hair has shaven labia with some pubic hair.

Fair hair has golden pubes."

"Report noted.

Begin internal probe to investigate sexual reproductive organs."

"We're human you stupid robots, you cannot harm us!" Barabarella yelled with her blue eyes wide.

A long latex covered rubber robotic false cock reared up attached to an extended hinged arm and carefully lined up in front of the nervous blonde.

She felt a blast of cool gelatine aimed at her downy haired pussy.

"Oh, that's kind of nice." She cooed.

Then her outer lips were parted like petals and her cunt was pierced with ease.

"Start level one penetration."

"Wait! Its too big! I've never had penetrative sex before!"

Sarah shifted her head to see the ten inch dildo vanish into Barbarella's parted thighs.

"Its alright Barbarella, relax your vaginal muscles and breathe deeply."

The cock moved in and out very slowly and as it emerged a film of the blondes juices had smeared the shaft.

"Goodness me, I think I like it. I can feel my thighs tingling."

Now it was the turn of Sarah.

The big titted brunette braced herself as a shot of lube was smeared on her smooth lips before she was entered by the robotic cock.

Her moist cunt welcomed the intrusion having been aroused by the sight of Barbarella being fucked by the robot.

Her muscles clenched around the dildo and she licked her lips gladly.

"Commence with level two penetration."

Now the two girls were fucked faster and they both were plundered steadily and deeply.

They moaned and writhed on the tables unable to defend themselves with their open leg securely tied.
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A low thump, thump, thump combined with a kind of squelching sound as their cunts nicely moistened.

Barbarella came first and her orgasm hit her hard and sent her into a blissful shake of her body.

"Heavens I achieved rapture!" She smiled and squirted out over the rigid false cock.

Then her body was racked by another climax followed immediately by another!

"Really! This machine is simply delightful!"

Then Sarah tensed and her toes curled as she came.

Her pussy twitched around the dildo and she jerked against the binds.

Still the machines continued with their relentless onslaught on the girls exposed cunts.

Muscles tensed, mouths opened and pussies dripped.

"Status report." Boomed the computer.

"Fair hair has natural breasts but is sterile.

Dark hair has silicon injected mammaries but is fertile.

Prepare the impregnation initiation."

"What do they mean Barbarella. Are they going to artificially make me pregnant?"

The two women relaxed as the false robotic pricks were withdrawn and their sodden cunts leaked out over their butt cracks.

Sarah was still tied in position and looked around in panic.

"You robots are crazy! Where are the station workers?"

Barbarella felt her limbs released from her shackles and she stood up, a little bit wobbly, on her bare feet.

She ran around frantically in an attempt to shut down the mad robots.

Sarah Young, still tied securely was raised up to a 45 degree angle and a silver probing instrument began to lower down to her wide open cunt.


She screamed in despair.

"Barbarella do something!"

The naked space babe hit consoles and punched machinery.

Her eye was drawn to a frosted window and she pressed her nose to it and peered in.

Now she discovered the fate of the space station staff.

Five women were in a line side by side transfixed and eyes closed.

All with pregnant bellies!

She turned back to see Sarah penetrated by the probe and her hand went to her mouth.



Sarah Young opened her eyes and lifted her head up.

Beside her was Barbarella with head bowed and eyes closed.

They were both still naked and still in the same room as before but everything had been frozen in time.

The gyno table where they both had been tied to were silent and the very air seemed to shimmer and shift.

"I am here to help you, do not be afraid."

Sarah, unable to move her limbs looked at a humanoid figure about six feet six in height and with a face that had piercing red eyes.

His coal black form towered over her tiny five foot three frame.

He seemed to radiate heat and a low primal noise came from his throat.

"I am a guardian between the real and the false.

This Dimension and yours.

Its my task to get those who are displaced back to their own rightful place."

"What, what are you?" Sarah stared with her dark eyes wide open.

"Once I was like you then time passed and I evolved to a higher state of existence.

But enough of me.

In order to return you safely I need to fuck you."

"Did I hear you right? You have to fuck me?"

Sarah wanted to move but her body didn't respond.

"Your sexual energy is your one trait that you thrive upon.

I need to build the energy so that when you reach climax you will be returned to your own reality."

Sarah pondered on this. Either fuck this humanoid or get impregnated by mad robots.

"Lets do it."

The guardian immediately sported an erection that appeared to grow to at least ten inches with a thick girth from his abdomen.

She began to feel her arms and legs free up, then she was gripped by the hips and spun around.

A strong hand bent her body at the waist and the head of the large throbbing cock rubbed at her pussy lips then prodded against her opening.

With a mighty push he slid in and Sarah yelled out at the massive intrusion.

The huge prick began to pound her cunt, each thrust pushed her forward hard but two hands held her steady and she was literally used like a fuck toy.

"Fuck, its huge, I'm stretched wide open."

Sarah held her mammoth tits in her hands as they bounced around.

This cock made her seriously wet from the deep fuck.

A few seconds later she exploded in bliss and shuddered from her rattling orgasm.

"Excellent, now the energy is increased."

The guardian kept up his onslaught of her wet pussy and she twitched around his fat organ and she came once more.

She cried out as her juices leaked out of her overfilled hole.

This was amazing.

Every time he pumped her she inhaled sharply, little gasps escaped from her lips.

"Its so deep, fuck me, fuck me, I'm so wet."

Sarah was rocked back and forth then he discharged his load inside her cunt.

The sticky white fluid squirted out like a fountain and sprayed her cute ass and thighs.

This ignited another fantastic orgasm in her and her body was wracked with sheer pleasure.

The humanoid lifted her up as though she was as light as a feather and impaled her on his big upright pole.

His enormous cock was tightly stuffed in her and Sarah could feel another climax already building.

"Fuck! I'm coming!"

"We are almost there. Concentrate."

Sarah felt weak yet exhilarated at the same time.

Her body was held by her waist and brought down hard as he pushed up into her.

Her arousal was in overdrive and her heart thumped with the thrill of the extreme penetration.

Her nipples were like two bullets on her big globes as he plunged in

Her mind became cloudy, her eyes felt as if a mist had dropped suddenly.

"Can you feel it? Do you feel your own Dimension reach out?"

The very room began to crackle with energy as both Dimensions became one instead of two.

Then he came inside Sarah once again and masses of semen flooded her pussy.

As he erupted he roared loudly and her ears were filled with noise.

One last time she looked over at Barbarella who vanished with a lick of electric lightning then Sarah herself disappeared into the time vortex and began a free fall into an endless abyss.

Next time- Sarah in Casino Royale meets the REAL James Bond.


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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #7 on: August 01, 2020, 11:44:51 AM »
Note from author, this fictional tale features Ian Flemings iconic character in a non profit story intended for fun only.

Chapter Eight, enter OO7.


Sarah Young had been transported backwards in time having travelled just ahead into the future much to her amazement.

Unable to remember details she dimly recalled a stunning blonde with big hair and a spandex outfit.

And sex with, with what? Machines? Impossible!

If time was a static non spatial continuum in which events occurred in irreversible succession how did that explain how she had existed in a time yet to come?

Now she realised that anything was possible with the time tunnel and therefore it must continue to be funded for further study and research.

She had appeared from the time vortex after a free fall and was dropped off in a ladies bathroom with ornate gold edged mirrors and white china hand basins.

A slow moving ceiling fan made a slight noise as it turned and made the air fresher.

Sarah gazed at herself in the mirror and checked herself out.

She wore a red silk sleeveless dress that flowed down to the floor.

The neckline plunged low and her magnificent 42DD breasts were quite visible to the world.

The dress was backless and her mane of dark brown hair was piled high on top of her head, around her pale neck a necklace of pearls.

Her five foot three figure gained an extra three inches in the gold stiletto heels with the sling backs.

Her long legs were bare as were her arms and she carried a slim purse in her right hand.

Behind her the door opened and a tall brunette in a black evening dress entered and smiled at her.

"Bonsoir Madamoiselle."

"Oh, er, oui. Bonsoir Madam."

The lady looked into a mirror to apply a smear of red lipstick while she looked at Sarah's reflection.

So, thought Sarah, France? When? No clue in the bathroom so she left to find out just where, and when she had arrived.

She passed other elegantly dressed men and women as she tottered on her heels down a winding staircase to a crowded main room.

It was loud, smoky and the air smelled of tobacco and booze.

Sarah realised she was in a Casino, there were small Baccarat tables around the central table which was for roulette.

A cheer went up as some lucky soul won on the spin of the wheel.

A long bar ran down one wall and her eye was drawn to a solitary figure who faced away from the action and sipped a drink on a stool.

She joined him and sat by his left side.

He looked up and their eyes locked.

Sarah's heart skipped a beat as her dark brown eyes met his of steely grey.

Even sat beside each other he towered over her and his broad shoulders filled his black tuxedo.

The man brushed a comma of loose black hair that fell across his right brow.

As he did so Sarah noticed a scar on his cheek.

"Drink?" His voice brought her out of her daydream.

"Thank you, whatever you are having."

The man gestured to a barman and spoke.

"Deux Martini, si'l vous plait."

He looked back at Sarah and lit a cigarette.


"No thanks I don't."

Tall man lowered his vision and took a long look at Sarah's awesome large mammaries.

His eyes raised up to hers with no guilt and she melted under his hypnotic stare.

"You smell scrumptious, Chanel?"

She nodded and her hand went to her brow.

"Its very hot in here, isn't it?"

"Northern France is always like it this time of the year, that's why I chose the Royal Les Eaux Casino. It was built fifty years ago in 1900."

Sarah sipped her drink and made a face.

The man laughed at her grimace.

"Its my own invention, a martini, three measures of gin and one of vodka."

"Mmmm, lovely." Sarah's mind wandered, this must be 1950.

She wobbled slightly on her stool unsure if it was the heat or her travel in the space/time continuum.

"I feel a little faint, can you help me Sir?"

Quickly up on his feet he took her elbow and she gladly wilted in his strong arms.

He steered her to the stairs and together they climbed up slowly till they reached the first floor and room number 007.

The sounds and scents of the Casino faded along with the heat as the man opened the door and they both felt a cool and airy room.

He reached for the light switch but Sarah stopped him.

"Leave the light, my eyes..."

He remained silent and stood directly behind her. His lips grazed her slender neck and she sighed and closed her eyes.

The large open window let in the light from the large full Moon and the artificial lights from the Casino at the entrance.

Her left hand went up behind her to his head as he leaned in to nibble her ear lobe.

Big hands ran down the sides of her red dress then around to her flat stomach, then he moved to her massive breasts.

He massaged the two mounds of flesh through the silk and Sarah moaned to his touch.

The man pressed his body against hers and his stiffening erection pushed at her backside.

When he found the zip of her dress and pulled it down Sarah did not resist as it went slack and let it fall silently to the carpet at her shoes.

Now only left in skimpy panties, the tall hunk grabbed both her generous boobs and smoothed his palms around the sensational tits.

The statuesque brunette moaned softly under his tender touch and turned around to face him as he removed his tuxedo and bow tie.

He crushed her curvaceous body to his and they engaged in a long passionate kiss.

She could feel his bulge in his tailored trousers against her naked thigh and she pressed on it hard.

He smelled her luxuriant hair as they kissed deeply, their tongues seeking out each others.

With a twist of her left hand, her hair fell free and cascaded down her narrow back.

Her back arched and the man deftly drew her panties down her thighs.

When they reached her knees Sarah lifted her right leg and stepped out of them.

Naked before him she wrapped her arms around his neck and their hungry lips found each other again, her big boobs dragged against his chest.

His rigid cock trapped in his tailored trousers could be felt by Sarah on her left thigh and she rubbed herself firmly against it.

Their hungry mouths met in another lingering kiss as he gripped her ass cheeks in both hands and pulled them apart.

Then he jammed a finger inside her and teased her as he gently probed her damp pussy.

Sarah Young buried her head in his shoulder and bit her lower lip.

"Oh, that feels so nice." She muttered.

The tall man frigged her fast and she rose on tiptoe and reveled in the fat digit between her thighs.

Just when she felt close to satisfaction he stopped and pushed her back slightly and shed his shirt to reveal muscled hairy torso.

They stood and admired each other.

She with the enormous melons on a small waist and shapely legs with the shaven pussy mound that glistened in the low lit room. A small triangle of dark hair atop.

And he with well developed biceps and pectorals and a washboard stomach.

"You shave your labia?"

"Its a modern thing I guess."

"Girls in 1950 shave? I never met one yet."

Ignoring his voice Sarah kissed his cheek and chin as she used both hands to unbuckle his trouser belt then she undid the fly buttons and the dark slacks fell to his shoes.

As she freed his aching erection from his underwear she gripped the long stalk and rubbed it from the base on up measuring the size. When she reached the fat crown she gasped.

With a glance down she saw a swollen red tip on at least eight inches of thick prick.

"Do I please you Miss?"

The curvaceous brunette licked her red lips and gazed into his hard eyes that seemed to pierce right through her.

"Very much so, and its Sarah. And you?"

"Bond, James Bond."

Sarah stood transfixed as he told her his name.

She shook her head and sank to her haunches and held his impressive hard on in her slim right hand.

Her tongue darted out and teased the top with little flicks before she opened her mouth and clamped down on the hot shaft and swallowed it as far as she could.

Bond made a small noise at the back of his throat as he watched his cock vanish past her lips.

He took a fistful of her dark curls as her head bobbed back and forth and made loud sucking sounds.

She looked up and popped off him, a drool of spit dripped down the underside of his organ.

"Do I please you darling James?"

He smiled and nodded as he looked at his own veiny prick that jutted out of his dark haired groin. He let go her hair and ran a hand through his own.

Sarah rubbed her own cunt as she returned to the slick cock.

Her wetness pleased her as she ran her lips along the smooth shaft then moved up to the head and grazed her teeth on it.

She felt the tremble of his thighs as her mouth lingered on the top and kept still while he twitched inside.

Sarah pushed down and he felt the back of her throat which let an overflow of saliva spilled over her chin.

She moved fast now and the slurping sounds became louder.

Then she leaned back and his cock sprang out and pointed up to the ceiling and quivered.

"That was amazing."

They hugged and moved to the large bed with the iron bedposts and laid in each others arms and wallowed in the glorious sensation of skin on skin.

The shadows of the outside lights danced on the walls as Bond crept up to Sarah's phenomenal breasts and attacked the erect nipples with his lips and teeth.

She arched her back as she laid under his heavy weight and presented him with her great globes gladly.

His palms wandered over her soft flesh as she writhed in sheer delight, her head back in the fine down pillow.

His right hand found her wet pussy and he fingered the pubic hair as he bit her left nipple.

Sarah bit her lip in anticipation and was not disappointed as he opened her outer lips and poked inside.

She bucked against him and spread her legs out wide as he flicked her clitoris side to side.

"Such a delicate touch my darling." She moaned as her cunt tingled like mad.

Was this THE James Bond? Was he not a fictional character? Or did he really exist and his escapades written as novels. Was he in fact a secret agent?

Next thing she squirmed agreeably as he used his tongue to lick her wet love tunnel with quick stabs.

With both hands she took hold of the cotton sheet and made little sobs in her throat.

Then without a word he flipped her onto her stomach and laid flat on her back.

His thick cock nestled in her ass crack and he held her hands in his and threw them out wide as he kissed the nape of her neck.

Sarah cooed with delight as he raised her long hair up over her face.

Her pussy ached and she longed very much for him to shove inside her.

She felt exhilaration as his hands roamed along her back and spine and she got wetter with each moment in anticipation.

A broad smile broke on her lips as she felt him push her legs apart and steadily push in.

The movement of the shadows from the window across their bodies made his grinds appear to be in slow motion.

But his powerful butt and upper thighs pounded her with long solid thrusts and her body was pressed down into the mattress.

Then he pulled out and drew her up onto her knees and inserted his stiff knob inside once more.

Sarah now rested on her elbows, her palms down and ass up as her bald pussy was hammered from behind.

Her moans seem to be caught in her throat and she made little strangled sounds as he picked up the pace.

Bond dug his fingers into her hips and each push in made his balls smack against Sarah's buttocks.

Her heavy tits swayed in time with the relentless fuck and their bodies glowed with perspiration.

"James, you're so good, I love your cock."

"And you are amazing my love."

Sarah's arms trembled and she could not keep herself up and fell flat against the bed.

Bond did not hesitate and grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips.

"James you devil!" She grinned at his cheeky trick then yelped as his pulled her back to him for a deeper penetration.

Now he fucked her very quickly with short shallow strokes as he rubbed her clit at the same time.

His fingers became covered in her fluid, and the sensation of having her cunt filled and being stimulated by hand was too much and she came with a long, loud groan as her body shook with relief.


"Bravo Monsieur, excellente!"

Bond reacted quickly and rolled out and away from the startled English girl.

He dove for his tuxedo to fetch his gun but in the darkened room failed to spot it.

He cursed his lapse of concentration and sat on the edge of the bed, still erect and still horny.

In a chair opposite the bed under the open window a brunette flicked a match and lit a cigarette that dangled from her red lips.

Sarah leaned up, her hand against her sodden pussy and recognised the woman from the bathroom earlier.

She sat with legs crossed in her black gown and blew a smoke ring.

In her right hand she held an Italian Beretta semi automatic pistol, and it was aimed right at James Bond's prick!

"Well well, Le Chiffre, good evening to you."

"Bonsour Mr. Bond, did I interrupt you?"

"Not in the least, I was just about..." He made a move and was stopped by the French woman.

"Keep still and get over there by the whore."

Sarah Young looked at them both, they seemed to know each other, and the woman clearly had a problem with James Bond.

He slid alongside her and took her hand in his.

"Its alright Sarah, her problem is with me not you. Let the girl go, she doesn't concern you."

Bond was bold and confident despite being naked and under threat of a gun.

"Sarah is it? Come here English."

Sarah looked at Bond then back at the tall brunette who impatiently waved the gun at her.

Up on her heels she stood as Le Chiffre looked her up and down.

"Your boobs are spectacular, and you suck cock like you were born to do so."

Sarah didn't know whether to thank the woman or not and stood silent.

The woman fished around in her purse and found a pair of handcuffs.

"Here, secure his hands to the bedpost."

Sarah took the metal cuffs and went to the bed.

James Bond gave her a smile and held his hands out.

"Above his head, like this."

The brunette held her arms up and Bond slid his body down the bed on his back and Sarah cuffed his right wrist and raised it up to the headboard and he held his left up so she could attach it to the other through the vertical bars of the bed.

The spy was now tied by his hands and unable to move from the head down to his chest.

Le Chiffre relaxed and shrugged her right shoulder and let the thin strap of her gown fall over her arm.

She did the same with the left and the black material dropped to her five inch stiletto heels.

Apart from black silk stockings that had garters around the top the six foot tall woman stood totally naked and let Bond and Sarah leer at her outstanding figure.

Her perky 36C breasts had large areolas and the nipples pointed out proudly.

Long slender legs that never seemed to quit had taut muscles in the thighs and calves.

Her pelvis had a V from her hips to her mound where she had a trimmed bush of dark hair.

Wavy brown hair parted in the middle flowed over her creamy shoulders all the way down to her waist and her pert butt stuck out of her rear.

"You are both exceptional lovers, I watched you since you returned to the room.

Simply fascinating, now I want that cock!"

Bond shifted his butt on the bed, his prick stirred once more and sprang up to rest on his belly.

"You, whore move over there."

Sarah walked to the corner of the room and sat on a stool nervously.

Le Chiffre loomed over Bond and pointed the Beretta gun at his face.

"You, behave."

Her long hair fell on his chest as she took hold of his thick cock and caressed the long stalk.

As she put the head in her mouth she gave it little baby nips which brought a groan to his lips.

He strained at the cuffs and his biceps rippled, his legs moved up and down the sheet.

Her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils and he sucked air in sharply.

The female spy rammed her mouth down over the entire length, paused two seconds then released him with a loud pop.

"Fuck!" He gasped.

With her tongue she explored his generous meat slowly as she gazed into his eyes.

Then she pursed her lips and sucked on the bulbous head.

"Your cock tastes of cunt Mr. Bond."

She looked over at Sarah who watched mesmerised.

Next thing Bond knew was a tongue everywhere on his rock hard cock, great strings of spit coated his knob.

Then she gripped the dripping shaft and wanked it fast from just under the crown and down to the base.

Bond tensed and tried to will her to stroke the tip of his aching tool.

"Not yet my dearest."

The remarkable woman got up on her high heels and started to lick the steel gun barrel of her Beretta.

Her wet tongue curled around it seductively before she placed it at her moist pussy and caressed the fine hair lovingly.

Bond wished it was his stiff cock there instead of the gun and squirmed on the bed.

Even Sarah thought it erotic and her hands went between her closed thighs and clamped on her own pussy.

Now the brunette turned her back on him and gave him a view of her wondrous ass as she wiggled from side to side.

She moved back and spread her supple legs and placed his rigid stick in her crack.

Very slowly she pushed at it with her perfect round cheeks and he closed his eyes and wallowed in the intense sensation of her flesh against him.

Then she moved out of reach and he yearned to penetrate her as she spun round and laughed at his vain attempt to raise his hips.

"That was rather naughty was it not? I'm such a bad girl."

She giggled and placed her body just above his, her legs alongside his thighs.

The delicious feel of silk on his flesh made his hardness twitch madly.

She reached under her and gripped his pole and lined up her slit to his swollen tip and rubbed gently at it.

Finally with a deep breath she sat down on him and he was plunged into her hot softness and he growled like a wild animal.

"There, isn't that nice?" She kept impaled on him and looked deep into his face.

He felt fat inside her and she savoured the feeling of his thick prick inside her.

"Mmmmmm, you ARE a big boy aren't you?"

She leapt off and his cock slapped back onto his stomach with a smack.

"You fucking bitch!"

"Hey, who has the gun?"

Once more the delectable brunette straddled his prone body and aligned her hot slot with his aching organ and let herself drop onto him slowly.

Her cunt devoured his every inch and she gave her red lips a long lick from left to right.

Then she lifted up and gently rode on him, rising up high then back down fully so that his groin met her soft flesh.

She ran her left hand across his chest hair and twirled a long nailed finger and tugged him with a cruel smile on her lips.

Bond grimaced but the pain was slight compared to the exquisite feel of her tight cunt on his cock.

As she leaned forward her breasts nearly poked him in the face, and her lengthy hair draped over him.

"You like Mr. Bond, James Bond?"

"Sarah was better." He said dryly.

The French spy slapped his face and lifted up off his slick pole.

"LIAR, I am the better fuck. Bastard! You, English. Salope! Here!"

Sarah slowly got up and joined the two of them.

"Suck his cock, and do a good job of it too." The Beretta was waved at her and the nervous Sarah looked into Bonds eyes.

Then she raised the throbbing member to her mouth and rammed her mouth down over the entire length in one big gulp.

Bond began to sweat profusely as he lifted his head to watch his prick vanish past the woman's red lips and hit the back of her throat.
She released him and made a rotation around his swollen red crown with her tongue.

"No, no, like this."

Le Chiffre bent over and as Sarah held his cock at the base in her fist the other crammed her mouth over the first four inches of meat and bobbed her head up and down.

Loud gurgles came from her as she moved very fast until she needed to breath and she stopped and gasped.

"Fuck him."

Sarah obeyed and swung her right leg over his left thigh and climbed up onto his lap.

He pierced her soft cunt with ease and she whimpered as she started to move back and forth along the meaty prick.

He gave a thrust up and he lifted her body up.

Every time she sank down her butt slapped on his groin and she relished the feel of his big cock inside.

Her mane of hair tumbled down her back as she tilted her head and her hefty tits bounced around.

"Yes, yes, yes." She cried out over and over.

"Darling Sarah, you're the best fuck ever had."

"Fuck you English! Get off him!"

Sarah was pushed aside and tipped off the bed by the jealous spy.

Again she leapt onto James and plonked her wet pussy down onto him.

Once he was all the way in she began to grind her pelvis to and fro with his cock entirely inside her.

Her long legs clamped against his powerful thighs as she ground herself on him, her hips and butt in overdrive.

She could feel her clitoris rub on his groin.

He was completely unable to move and he felt slightly claustrophobic.

After two full minutes of this the woman started to rise and fall, and he watched her push down on his pole hard as she could.


With a steady pace that quickened every minute he was ridden hard so much that the bed moved against the wall violently with the frantic rut.

"I will make you cum now Mr. Bond, James Bond."

"Doubt it, your cunt is quite loose, I can barely feel you." He smiled and looked into her with his cold grey eyes.


With rough slaps Le Chiffre gave quick short slams that swallowed him up.

He knew after two hours he was indeed close to climax.

Then the French woman screamed as her own orgasm hit and her body spasmed with the thrill of her relief but still she continued without a break.

It felt like her pussy had melted as he shoved up her mushy cunt.

"I will make you cum bastard!"

So concentrated was she that Sarah Young noticed she had put her gun aside.

She grabbed it and pointed it at the woman with both hands around the handle.

She had no idea how to shoot a gun but tried to look confident.

"Get off of him now!"

Le Chiffre froze and let Bonds raw cock slip out of her dripping pussy.

"Sarah, I need relief, help me."

Sarah moved to the bitch and grabbed a handful of her hair and held her face to his lap.

"Finish him off, s'il vous plait."

Le Chiffre took Bonds cock with a scowl on her face and jerked him hard.

He bucked and gasped and Sarah knew he was done and she held the others face right in line with his upright pole as he sent great spurts all over her mouth and chin.

One big jet hit her in the left eye and she cursed in French under her breath.

At that moment the door to room 007 burst open and a man and woman hurried in.

The man in a blue suit looked all around at the three naked people in the room.

"Miss Smythe secure the lady with semen over her face please."

"Yes Mr. Fleming."

The man called Fleming tossed a discarded dress at Sarah.

"Make yourself decent my dear, oh, and I'll take the gun."

Sarah Young covered her nakedness and watched James Bond as he was uncuffed.

"Sarah, let me introduce Ian Fleming and Miss Penelope Smythe.

They are British Intelligence."

He rubbed his hands and the young blonde in the crisp starched skirt gave him a glass of water, which he gulped down greedily.

"Right on the money, Penny. Thank you."

"Sorry we took a while old chap, hope you didn't receive too much discomfort.

Now with this bitch out of commission the Russians will have a severe hole in their wallet."

"Yes, she cheated at this Casino for the last time.

I have to thank Sarah for the well needed help."

They all looked around, but the stunning beauty had simply vanished.


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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #8 on: August 20, 2020, 11:23:23 AM »
Note- next chapter in my series with former porn star Sarah Young as a time traveler.

Chapter Nine where Sarah meets Tarzan and his mate.


Sarah Young tumbled over and over in a slow motion free fall in the endless abyss of the time vortex.

Her senses were assaulted by a myriad of coloured lights as she moved in a dream like state, headed who knew where.

Or when.

A while back, how long would that have been?

A while back, the attractive English woman had taken an almighty risk in testing the 'Time Tunnel,' the still unused, unfinished project of Operation Tic Toc.

She had been just a bit player among much more intelligent scientists than her but was proud of her contribution and eagerly wished the project to succeed.

When she had learned the US Government intended to withdraw funding Sarah had secretly entered the large cylindrical hallway and been instantly transported back in time.

Back in Arizona at HQ, the director of the project and leading specialists had managed to keep track of the lost woman through monitors that could follow her movements, but until now they were unable to bring her back to 1996.

Sarah eventually reappeared from the vortex and tumbled over onto her stomach on a carpet of green mosses.

With a shake of her head and a blink of her eyes she sat up and looked around.

Evidently she had been transported to a steaming jungle, the heat was oppressive and many different creatures could be heard under the canopy of branches and leaves.

Under her was a natural blanket of lichens and moss, above her tall trees with creepers and vines hanging.

As she stood she shrieked as an insect buzzed by her face and she swatted it away.

Sarah could feel the humid air on her skin and she looked at herself to see what attire she had been transformed into.

The time tunnel had a unique quality in dressing her in whatever time period she visited.

It was no surprise that she had a green micro bikini made from leaves and some kind of animal skin.

The small band that covered her massive breasts was stretched to the limit, barely able to keep her 42DD tits in check, and the tiny bottoms showed off her shapely legs and perfect ass fine.

Her feet were bare and the jungle floor tickled her toes.

The mane of dark brown curls were piled up on her head and some loose strands waved loosely around her bare shoulders.

As she wandered around and took in her new surroundings she wondered is this was an African jungle or South American.

Was this a recent period in time, or millions of years in the past.

If only HQ were to communicate with her somehow.

Startled, Sarah heard a rustling of leaves and a leopard stood directly in front of her and she put her hand to her mouth in total fear.

Frozen to the spot like a statue, her big brown eyes wide, she realised how vulnerable she was and her heart skipped a beat.

The big cat looked straight at the petrified woman, its long body marked with small rosettes.

It poised on its short legs and its ears twitched, sharp yellow teeth bared.

"Do not move."

Sarah gasped and very slowly turned her head to the left in the direction of the voice.

There was a tall figure of a man with long black hair that fell over his broad shoulders.

Naked, apart from a loin cloth that looked to be made from the same hide as the leopard, he stood deathly still.

His athletic torso was deeply tanned and free of body hair.

The bunched up biceps were developed, his bared thighs bulged and his taut dimpled ass stuck out behind his back under the just about decent loin cloth.

The man slowly raised his bow and with careful aim fired one, and then another arrow quickly into the big cat before it could charge.

Sarah broke from her frozen state and buried her head in her arms and curled up in a ball.

She could hear savage noises as the fearless man used his knife to kill the beast who made a rattling sound as it died.

Next thing she heard was when he let out a colossal roar in victory.

Sarah burst into tears, her body wracked with uncontrollable shakes as she realised the danger was gone and she was safe.

The six foot plus man who had saved her got hold of her slight five feet three frame and lifted her up and walked ahead through a clearing.

She gazed into his clear grey eyes and melted.

"Who are you?" She whispered.

"I am known by Tarzan." He said with head held high.

Sarah put her head into his weathered, solid chest and she could smell his warm, pungent masculine aroma.

She grinned as she passed out.


The brunette beauty awoke on a wooden framed bed covered in blankets.

She was completely naked as she laid on her back and she became aware of someone mopping her brow on the bed beside her.

Her brown curls were unbound and spread over a soft pillow, her lithe pins were parted and her massive tits hung heavily on her chest.

Her eyes focused on a young woman, twenty years old?

She had a look of innocence on her pretty face that seemed to reel her in, but the fact that the girl was also naked made Sarah think maybe not so innocent.

Long straight blonde hair fell down her back almost to her butt.

Her body was flawless with silky smooth skin and an hourglass figure.

Her natural pert breasts had erect nipples that could cut glass, and her eye lingered over her juicy ass.

The girl smiled with white teeth and her blue liquid eyes sparkled.

"Hello, how are you? I think you got a touch too much heat out there.

Its much better if we have no clothing."

Sarah studied the leggy nude with the piercing eyes.

"Where is this?"

"This is Africa silly. I'm Jane Porter, from Baltimore. You sound English, am I right?"

"Yes, I'm from England originally. I'm Sarah Young."

Sarah recalled how she had relocated to Germany in her youth and had become the hottest porn star in Europe before she stepped away and concentrated on her studies in Biochemistry.

"Were you marooned as well? That is what happened to me eighteen months ago. That was when I met him."

She indicated over her shoulder to the morose man in a makeshift wooden chair, his face deep in thought.

"Is, is he Tarzan?" She asked in awe.

"Yeah, means 'White Skin' in ape language.

His real name is John Clayton, son of Lord and Lady Greystoke. I read his fathers journals that he kept while he made this shelter. He managed to salvage useful things from their ship when the crew mutinied and they were abandoned ashore. They were marooned here about twenty years ago, built this cabin by themselves, but both died when the child was an infant.He was raised by the apes around here, never saw another human until I came along.
I taught him how to speak English, and now he is learning to read. His father left many books, literature, history, geography."

Sarah sat up, her huge boobs spread out over her chest, her supple legs together as she looked around the modest room.

Apart from the bed she was on there was a table and two chairs and a very large chest that teemed with books, charts and other assorted items.

"What year is this?" Said Sarah innocently.

"Why its 1909 of course. I set sail in 1907 from the United States, then we all got stuck here. Only I survived. I hope to return with him some day."

"Do you know someone called Burroughs?"

"Can't say I do, is he American?"

"No matter." Sarah remembered the author Edgar Rice Burroughs, creator of the Tarzan novels. Did he write his stories from true life?

Jane gave the brunette a cup of refreshing water and climbed onto the bed beside her.

She looked at Tarzan who lifted his head, and then looked back at the busty woman.

"Sarah. I need your help, would you be willing?"

"I can try, what is it?"

"As you can see Tarzan is one hunk of man, he is handsome, courageous, intelligent and, well, he has a very large penis.Before I arrived he was a virgin, the only sexual behaviour he had ever known is watching the apes copulate.
I have taught him some things and well, he is fantastic in bed."

Sarah could believe it, he looked ruggedly handsome and tanned as he sat and brooded.

"We have had some mutual satisfaction believe me, but he only wants to fuck me in the doggy position, just like the apes. He won't experiment with different positions. Boy it is really frustrating. I get so turned on by him and now we haven't had sex in about four months. I'm sure he is just sulking, and I know he is horny because I hear him masturbating when he thinks I'm not around."

Sarah listened and looked again at the tall and muscled figure.

He was just her type she thought, she had always preferred big men, both in stature and penis size.

His eyes met hers and she caught her breath.

"Now you are here, I thought we could make him jealous by making out and then draw him in to join us. You won't be disappointed Sarah, his cock is amazing. Damn, I need it so bad!"

Jane held her hands in front of her and traced out a very generous imaginary penis to give her new friend an idea.

"You seem rather open to sex for someone from your time, er that is age. I mean..."

"Oh Sarah, sex without retribution is the new thing. Women have sexual appetites just as the men, haven't you read 'Lady Myddelton's lover?'"

"Sorry, never heard of it."

"Lost my copy in the sea, anyway, what do you say?"

Sarah said no more and put her left hand on the slender neck of the girl and brushed her lips firmly to the red lips.

Jane kissed her back and was guided down beside the voluptuous English woman.

Their lips parted and Jane let out a low moan as she felt a tongue run over hers.

"Oh nice, just like the French, right?" Said the American as a shock ran through her directly to her pussy.

She breathed harder as Sarah let her hands wander over her tits and finger the stiff nipples, and she began to feel the warm tingle between her thighs.

"You're making me quite wet my dear Sarah."

Sarah slipped a hand down the tight stomach and felt the bush of pubes as the pair continued to neck, and then slowly parted the outer labia.

Jane raked her fingers along the great pillows of flesh of her new lover, amazed at the hugeness.

"I've never seen such a fine pair of breasts such as yours."

"Thank you."

Jane buried her face in the ample cleavage and began to suck the left nipple.

As she sucked she took more of the boob in her mouth with loud noises.

Jane got a generous amount of flesh onto her mouth then pushed it away and sucked on the nipple again.

She repeated this with the right tit and Sarah pressed her head back into the feather pillow and spread her thighs.

Jane moved up and laid her naked body on top of Sarah and wallowed in the sensual feel of her curvy figure.

They each rubbed their pussy mounds against one another and locked hands.

"Is he watching?" Asked Jane.

Sarah raised her head and took a quick glance at the man.

The long haired hunk had removed his loin cloth off and had taken his erect prick in his hand and was rubbing it as he stared at the writhing couple.

Sarah became very excited at the thought of having Tarzan, lord of the apes fuck her.

"He sees us alright, make more noise."

Jane rolled off onto her back and Sarah took the lead and started to kiss her way down the lithe frame of the young girl.

The blonde began to gyrate and roll her hips as she was kissed along her upper thighs.

Then two fingers were inserted inside her wetness and she groaned out.

"Oh, this is great! I love it, don't stop, please keep it up." She moaned loudly.

Jane opened one eye and looked at Tarzan who was furiously wanking his rigid cock.

She kicked out her right leg so the aroused man could get a better view of her as she bucked and moaned.

Sarah was having a good time and her own cunt began to moisten nicely.

With her free hand she reached under and caressed her own smooth pussy lips.

Then she placed her face to the thatch of pubes and used her tongue to lick the wet slit hidden under the downy hair of the young girl.

Jane widened her legs even further and groaned a soft "yes!"

Her fingers became entangled in the lush mane of Sarah and pushed up as she lapped happily at the soft cunt in her face.

"Your turn!" Cried Jane who stole a glance at Tarzan who now stood and tentatively approached the crude bed.

Sarah was pushed up and Jane got onto all fours to put her mouth to the puffy lips of Sarah's shaven cunt.

"Oh heavens! You have no hair below, just a little triangle above your vagina."

"Yes, women in my time, er, that is in England, well what I mean is...oooooh nice!"

Sarah sighed as her clitoris was attacked by the eager young girl who wasted no time in shoving her pink tongue around the little nub.

She rocked her pelvis in time with the licks and clutched her mammoth boobs.

As the two women played with each other, with Sarah under the younger girl on her hands and knees, the jungle lord climbed onto the bed with them.

Jane looked up and over her shoulder, she knew what to expect next.

"Jane." He said in a deep voice.

"I will please Jane."

Tarzan lined up his erect prick and drew the foreskin back, placed it at the exposed quim and without a pause pushed forward into the dripping cunt.

Jane peered into the dark eyes of Sarah and made a silent reaction.

Then when the man drew back all the way and slammed back in the girl shrieked aloud.

"Yessss! That is what I've been missing!"

Sarah could feel her pussy leak and her heart pounded in her chest at the sight of the muscled Tarzan fucking Jane.

His body rippled and the thick defined muscles in his arms peaked as he gave her a royal pounding, hammering into her as if it was the last time he would ever fuck a girl.

Like a wild animal he grunted and howled as he fucked her, his hips a blur as every muscle and sinew became taut.

Sarah noted he had not one ounce of body fat to be seen.

"Oh my lord, this...is...wonderful. Sarah, he's like no one I ever knew, his cock is amazing."

"Yes, and I see what you mean about his single mindedness."

Obviously doggy style was his favourite.

His forceful strokes pushed the girl forward into the arms of Sarah who could feel his immense strength through her body.

Tarzan pulled the blonde hair of the young girl as he slammed his thighs against her frail figure.

"Jane is soft, feels soft on my cock."

He seized the girl by her hips and shoved up into her, filling her, pumping into her, all of his rock hard prick buried in her cunt.

Sarah kicked her legs out and thumbed her hard clit as she became mesmerised by the pair them in front of her entwined in their lust for each other.

Jane's twin cheeks were split as she was fucked from behind, but Sarah knew she should act now and make some changes.

She tugged hard on the girl and Tarzan became disengaged and his cock smacked against his hairless groin.

The brunette beauty got to her feet and dragged the perspiring man up with her.

Tarzan hugged Sarah, his big arms enveloped her smaller frame, and she gasped as his warm skin brushed hers.

His mighty erection pressed on her left upper thigh as he nuzzled her neck.

She felt a thrill down her spine as his mouth found hers and they engaged in a long and passionate kiss.

His right hand went to her enormous breast and he pawed at the flesh as she whimpered in his mouth.

Sarah desired him badly and pushed her left leg at his cock hard and moved it up and and down as she balanced on her right foot.

"Boy, he really is rock hard today." Said Jane as the mans prick pointed up to the roof and pulsated.

The American joined in and presented her back to Tarzan.

He moved from Sarah and he pulled her hard to his stomach, his rigid pole rested in the crack of her ass.

He stroked her belly then moved up to her perky tits and thumbed the erect nipples.

Jane swayed her hips and caressed his boner with her pert buttocks with a firm press back.

She turned around, kissed her lover and then stood to one side.

Sarah looked up close at his near on nine inches of meat that bobbed out in front of him like a weapon.

It felt hot in her palm, a big vein ran up from the base of his hairless groin to just under the foreskin and pulsed.

Her mouth opened and she flattened her tongue and made an exaggerated swipe up the underside of the shaft.

"Woman lick, woman lick me. Feels good."

The lord of the jungle remained still as the stacked brunette popped the large crown inside her mouth and sucked on the impressive pole with fast bobs of her head.

Jane watched excitedly as the English woman stroked his ball sack and licked all around the tip of his cock.

She kissed, nibbled and licked quickly all around the purple crown.

"Boy Sarah, you really do that well. Can you show me?"

"Sure, come here."

Sarah held up the monster tool and beckoned to Jane to grasp it at the base.

"Now, swirl your tongue around."

Tarzan groaned and put his hands on his hips as he gazed down at the two by his feet.

Jane grazed the top of his stiff cock and gave it generous licks.

Her youthful eagerness took over and she opened her mouth and allowed almost the whole length down inside.

"Slower my darling, tease him a little."

"Sorry, it is so gorgeous I couldn't hold off."

Jane shuffled on her knees on the hard floor and pulled her long hair back from her face.

Her soft lips slid over the swollen head and sucked in and her drool ran down the fat stalk.

"Very good, very good." Said Sarah impressed.

One thing she excelled at in her porn career was giving blowjobs.

She leaned up and kissed Tarzan hard and stroked his chest with the slender fingers of her left hand.

In turn he draped his left arm around her back and then wandered lower to cup her delectable buttocks.

Sarah Young felt the juices trickle out of her aching pussy and decided she had waited long enough.

"Tarzan, come with me."

Sarah took him by the hand and drew him back to the wooden framed bed.

With both hands she shifted his stance and unceremoniously dumped him onto his back.

He landed on his butt and before he could gather his wits Sarah mounted his lap and let her weight settle on his groin.

Jane looked at him and he at she as Sarah clamped her legs against his and stroked his steel like member that poked up between her upper thighs.

"Watch this Jane." She said, and with a swish of her head that sent her hair flying over her back the hot woman lifted up slightly and let his cock enter her wet folds.

Tarzan dug his toes in the floor and raised his strong torso up and sighed in satisfaction as he was swallowed up inside the hot tunnel.

Sarah started to set the pace by rising up and the down on the thick near on nine inches, but already the jungle lord got the message and held her by the hips.

"Fuck Sarah, Sarah fuck Tarzan."

"Yes, but let me fuck YOU." She said.

They established a speed that suited them and the amazed man watched intently as the woman moved her stunning body up and down on his rigid rod.

Sarah was totally stuffed and her whole body tingled and glowed as his cock delved inside her deeply.

She threw her head back and cupped her great globes in both hands.

"Boy, that is so erotic let me tell you." Cried Jane, who sat by them and rubbed her wet pussy.

Sarah eyes were closed as her cunt was filled with hot cock, this is what she loved, a hot man giving her what she wanted.

And this hot man was Tarzan no less, what an incredible thought.

Her movements increased as she pounded herself on him, her ass made loud sounds on his lap.

Over and over she rose and fell and her breathing became more laboured as the minutes wore on.

"Do you like that Tarzan?" Asked his mate as she bent to him.

The man looked from Sarah to Jane and just nodded, lost in pleasure, his eyes half lidded.

"Oh Jane," muttered the brunette between moans. "I love this mans cock, you were so right."

Sarah arched her back as she neared her climax, her legs began to weaken and her grip on his thighs loosened.

Her face blushed and she collapsed forwards onto the mans solid chest and yelled out loudly as her sweet pussy clenched around him and she came hard.

"Fuck, that was intense!" She breathed, her big tits crushed against his chest and he brought his big arms around her body, his hardness still embedded in her hot cunt.

"Tarzan has hurt Sarah?"

She raised her head and smiled.

She waggled her index finger and shook her head.

"No my darling, that was delicious."

Jane watched Sarah lift up and off and jerk the mans cock a few times.

"Lie down honey and open your legs." She told the desperate girl.

The American did so and flung her long legs out wide and lifted her head to spread her hair out.

"Tarzan, come here."

The large six footer came closer beside the voluptuous and naked Sarah who took his hand and placed it on the pussy of Jane.

Then Sarah guided his middle finger inside the girls moist cunt, whose legs went wider still as he sank his digit into the hot, wet hole.

She bucked up as he began to move in and out while Sarah rubbed her inner thighs at the same time.

Jane moaned with delight as she was pleasured by the both of them.

"Soft, warm, wet." Intoned Tarzan as he frigged his mate.

"This is simply divine, Sarah, I'm so glad you showed up."

"Now lets get him up for the missionary position."

Tarzan leaned back and began to spin Jane onto all fours again.

"No, not that way. Look, watch me."

Jane laid flat on her back and Sarah dropped on top of her and began to give the girl a phantom fuck.

She looked over her shoulder at the man who stared at the erotic sight of Sarah jiggling her derriere up and down on the girls pussy mound.

"See? here."

Tarzan moved nearer and Sarah pulled him by his erection and placed his body at the open legs of Jane.

She gazed deep into his grey eyes and without looking positioned his knob end at the juicy entrance of Jane's cunt.

He peered at the new sight of his hard cock so close to his mates slit and he hovered over her with an anxious look.

"Push in Tarzan." Said Sarah who put her flattened palm on his tight butt and urged him on.

Jane was still under him and reached out with both arms and put them around his bull neck.

She froze as he entered her, his hardness felt little resistance as he sank in.

The grateful girl pushed her head back into the feather filled pillow and gasped as her pussy was penetrated.

"Good man, now draw out and push in again."

The strong hunk pulled back his cock until just the head remained inside the silky skinned blonde.

When he shifted his pelvis once more Jane cried out in blissful delight.

"Bring your legs up, yes like that."

Jane brought her long graceful legs up and locked them around his waist and put her head in his chest.

He began to move back and forth and enjoyed the new sensation of the classic missionary position.

"Oh my goodness, that feels so nice." Purred Jane.

Tarzan rocked his hips more and more and felt the girl pull him in with her tightly wrapped legs.

With his hands alongside her head he tensed his calves and started to fuck her with assured strokes of his massive member.

Her entire body embraced his and she relished the feel of skin on skin.

Their hearts beat against each other as she used her feet on his butt to push his pubic bone in further on her pussy.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh." She moaned as her eyes rolled back into her head.

His cock filled her like never before, his immense thrusts overwhelmed her and she held him tight as she could.

Sarah laid by them in a spoon position and jabbed a finger inside her sodden pussy at the remarkable sight of Tarzan fucking Jane.

Was she the only person in history to witness such an event as this?

Now Jane was getting truly hammered as her man thrust into her harder and faster as his animal passion rose, urged on by her passionate screams.

He grunted and exhaled loudly as he pistoned into her with a relentless steadiness.

Jane yelled out as ripples of pleasure washed through her and stole her breath away.

On and on he plowed in, smashing her frail frame into the bed.

"Tarzan fuck Jane, fuck her good."

Jane didn't expect her orgasm to be so intense and her mouth gaped as she nearly forgot to breathe.

"Now, switch!" Ordered Sarah Young and helped them roll over with a hefty shove so that he was now on his back and Jane on top of him, his huge cock still buried inside her.

"Like this, Sarah?"

Jane put her hands on the barrel chest of her mate and gyrated on his bone.

She was in ecstasy as she leaned in and bounced her pert ass up and down ass she rode him fast.

Sarah was impressed and stroked the girl as she rocked back and forth, her blonde hair whipping around her head.

Jane had dreamed of this countless times and the reality was as good as the dream

The man arched his back as she leaned in and the stimulation on her clit doubled..

Tarzan grabbed at her butt with both hands and complemented her strokes with upward thrusts of his own and Jane felt her orgasmic release once again.

"I, I just came again Sarah!"

She dropped her head and her straight hair hung in the mans face as she fought for breath.

Tarzan felt her pussy convulse around his throbbing cock and his jets of cum rocketed up inside the girl as he lost it.

Again and again and again he spurted inside her cunt and Jane thought he would never stop.

Her pussy leaked buckets of cream as she lifted her tired legs off and laid on her back exhausted.

Jane felt her eyes grow heavy and curled up in the strong arms of the jungle lord.

The brilliant sunshine had dimmed as the night fell, insects buzzed outside the cabin in the surrounding darkening jungle.

The two slumbering lovers never noticed Sarah Young vanish and drift back once more into the time vortex, yet again transported to another time, another place.

Next, Sarah meets the infamous Marquee De Sade.

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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #9 on: August 21, 2020, 07:29:26 AM »
Note- Number One European porn star of the nineties Sarah Young in her middle years as a time traveler. Kudos to Eric Stanton and Bill Ward, bondage illustrators from the sixties for the inspiration.


Chapter Ten.


Doctor Ann McGregor looked from one monitor to another, General Kirk looked over her shoulder with a grave look.

"Any luck?"

"Yes, I have Sarah's vital signs, everything normal, maybe blood pressure up slightly. Looks like she has materialised in a French Château, maybe November 1770."

"Any visual or audio?"

"Working on it now."

Project Tic Toc was a Government funded idea to build a device so that time travel could be achieved, and thus the Time Tunnel had been constructed. Not yet finished a former adult actress now learned in Biochemistry from England had taken it upon herself to test it by leaping into the cylindrical hallway and crossing into the vortex. Now the English woman was lost in a swirling maze of past ages.


Sarah Young had no idea where she had arrived, or when. All she knew was that the cold air and foreboding atmosphere gave her a chill down her spine. This was not a good place. A storm could be heard in the distance, the rolling thunder made the place more menacing. Candles flickered all around and Sarah studied herself for the first time.

She looked at her hand and perceived a feather duster in her fist. On further study the busty former porn star appeared to be in the attire of a French maid. A short sleeved cotton black dress with a short ruffled hem was under a white apron. The enormous, jutting bust had a scoop neck and her ample bosom swelled the front of the dress to nearly bursting. Her luscious slender legs were in black stockings with garter belts at the top, her mane of dark hair was up in a white floppy hat. Travel in the time tunnel had the unique effect of acclimatising Sarah to which ever period she arrived in.

"Maid! Come here at once!"

A loud voice commanded her to go forward from a stone door in the corner of the room which she suspected was some kitchen area. Sarah almost stopped breathing as she walked over and came face to face with a stern looking woman in a long dress, her hair piled up on her head. She pointed to a pile of broken china on the floor.

"Are you responsible for this, wicked bitch?"

Sarah felt her palms slightly sweaty despite the chill in the air.

"No, not me." She said softly.

"Not me, Madame!"

"Sorry, Madame."

"Lying slut!" Pierre."

A medium sized man entered the kitchen, with an ugly face and a vicious smile.

"See here Monsieur, the new servant girl has done some mischief. And she lied about it too."

Pierre looked Sarah up and down. She was astonishingly attractive with big brown eyes, small red lips and white teeth. Her hair looked big and ruffled with some loose curls down either side of her strong jaw. Her two rounded buttocks protruded nicely and her magnificent breasts seemed to defy gravity.

"She must learn in this Castle that mischief is punished!"

Immediately the surprised brunette was made to bend over the table, and the woman went to the other side and held her wrists firmly against the far edge.

"But Madame, it wasn't me, I only just got here!" Sarah protested.

The brute came behind the helpless English woman and lifted her maids dress up all the way to the waist so that her lower body was covered only by her white petticoat. Sarah felt the cold air as this was also lifted and her bare bum exposed. She could not see over her head as she was pinned to the table, but heard the swish of a birch through the air. The man hit her right across the buttocks, the whip biting into her soft flesh.

"Aaaagh!" She screamed loudly.

Her head went up and lost the hat as she held her breath in shocking pain. The birch left red stripes on the white buttocks as three more blows came down on her naked ass.


A tall man with a dark complexion stood in the threshold dressed in satins, his hair back in a ponytail under a powdered white wig. Sarah raised her head with gritted teeth to gaze at the man with the booming voice and piercing eyes.

"Marquis! My Lord!"

"Prey what do I perceive here? Explain!"

The man held his birch in mid air, then lowered his arm.

"Trouble with the servant girl my Lord. I chose to deal with her accordingly."

"Do you forget whose roof is over your head? Am I not the Marquis De Sade? Rise wench, I command thee."

Sarah was let up and she lowered her dress over her stinging derriere and curtsied. The Marquis De Sade! This could be ominous she thought.

"Bring her to the library at once."

Sarah was half walked, half dragged by the elbows up some stairs to a large airy room. De Sade sat in a big backed chair, deep in thought.

"Leave us." He dismissed the kitchen staff and studied the figure of Sarah with his hands clasped together.

He rang a bell which he picked up from the small table by his left side and momentarily a tall woman entered, a staccato sound of heels echoed on the stone floor. Sarah looked at the breath taking black haired woman encased in erotic highly polished black leather.

A tightly cinched corset held her torso in a vice like grip, her heavy watermelon sized breasts were bared and the nipples rose up erect. Her arms were tightly sheathed to the elbows in kid gloves. Her long legs were in magnificent black leather boots with four inch heels.

"It appears we have a new toy in our midst my Lady. I had no idea such a handsome creature as this harlot was under our roof."

The sultry vixen eyed up the nervous Sarah and came closer.

"Singularly handsome to be sure. An admirable figure, admirable."

The woman loomed over Sarah's five feet three frame and she felt a gloved hand on her left thigh. Her pulse raced as the hand crept upward pinching her flesh as it went.

De Sade licked his lips as he watched his temptress slide a forefinger up to Sarah's quim and dip into the sensitive treasure of her bald inner lips. Sarah moaned to the touch and couldn't help but part her thighs to let two fingers jam up into her moistening pussy.

Suddenly her dress was ripped at the bosom and buttons flew all over. Her mountainous boobs hung out as the dress lay in tatters on the floor and she covered them with crossed arms. He devoured every inch, every curve of her stunning beauty as he sat upright. Impossibly large breasts hung out over such a tiny waist. Her abdomen rounded nicely and her hipbones converged in a V that led to her tuft of brown pubes over shaven lips.

"You see my little trollop, I have a fetish, a uncontrollable desire for the flesh, a penchant for fantasies of discipline. I enjoy seeing nothing more than beautiful females punished, It is what brings me to climax. This is my realm, I am the absolute master. And you are just what I need to wile away a boring weekend. Now crawl over here."

Sarah was pushed to her knees and forced toward his chair. The sadist removed his britches and his erect cock bobbed up onto his pale stomach.

"On my lap, if you please."

Sarah, now naked save for her black stockings laid across the mans knees, her ass exposed and raised. His hand came down and smacked her soft buttocks with a loud crack. The second made her catch her breath sharply, he had a strong arm she discovered.

He showered blows onto her poor bottom, a cheek at a time. Left, right, left, first one, then the other, and Sarah squirmed on his lap. His erect cock smacked against her midriff as she rocked on him, and she could hear his obscene hot breaths close to her ear.

She knew her cheeks must be glowing red by now, and an unmistakable tingling began in her loins. More blows came in quick succession and Sarah winced and squeezed her eyes shut. De Sade stopped spanking and caressed a sore cheek and then cupped the wet cunt. He let a finger find her slit and flicked at the wetness.

"Splendid, the shrew doth weep in the cunt. Madame Justine, let us to the dungeon."

The lady rang the bell and a hooded male servant entered and between them they bundled the bewildered Sarah down the stone stairs.


They emerged in a windowless prison with straw and numerous apparatus that gave Sarah chills. Dust and cobwebs were everywhere and a putrid smell hung over like a noxious cloud. De Sade, now naked in just his wig sat on a podium fit for a Nobleman. A glass of red wine in his right hand.

"Let us begin the entertainment. Jean, the chains."

"My Lord."

Sarah Young saw the man in the black hood raise two metal rings attached to the stone floor and shackle then around her ankles. Two chains hung from the ceiling and copper bracelets on the end were secured to her wrists and joined together with her feet.

Then a horizontal wooden bar suspended from the ceiling was slipped under her arched back and her head tilted to the floor behind her. With her figure steeped backward like a strung bow it was impossible for her to move, while her raised arms made her big boobs lift.

"Please, I have done nothing, let me go, I don't belong here."

Sarah realised deep down that her pleading would be for nought. She had to grin and bear it. The chains began to cut into the skin of her ankles, and the sound of the chains filled her ears. The audience gazed at the sensual bulge of her stomach above the curve of her pussy mound, the bald labia pouty and swollen under the tiny triangle of dark pubes.

Justine, in her dominatrix outfit ran her gloved palms up Sarah's legs, across her bare thighs to the slit of her cunt. At the same time warm lips moved up her belly to the swell of her titanic tits. Hard teeth bit down on the erect nipples and she was sucked greedily. Below, her pussy was penetrated by probing fingers and Sarah was helpless as her legs were firmly secured in her wide stance.

"Marquis, her skin is so soft. I think a servant girl she is not." Said Justine.

"How curious, I think she hails from England by her accent."

Sarah struggled as her back ached from the awkward position and the woman thrust further up into her pussy. She felt an instant arousal as her cunt was caressed and her nipples sucked simultaneously. Then a tongue was felt on her clitoris and Sarah whimpered at the exquisite delight combined with the stark pain of her chains in her flesh.

Her curvaceous body glistened slightly with a light coating of perspiration. Justine licked along the upturned crack and found the hollow of the anus as her tongue rolled over it.

"No, please."

The vixen slapped her hand on Sarah's quim, slowly at first then harder, then with her right glove the labia was squeezed together tightly.

"I'm enjoying this immensely my dears, bring out the cord." De Sade grinned inanely.

The man in the hood brought a thin length of cord which passed through a pulley from the ceiling and slipped it between the spread out thighs of the chained brunette. Pulled tight the fibres came into contact with her bald cunt lips and parted the furrow of her buttocks into two big globes.

As she struggled and writhed the cord made contact with her hard clit and the friction under her thighs sent her into utter ecstasy. Unable to escape the pure excitement Sarah gave in to her animal lust and masturbated herself on the cord. She had become the submissive slave of the desires of De Sade, and he hadn't even touched her since they had entered the dungeon.

"I...I can't...can't stop. Ooooohh!"

Sarah came with a shattering orgasm and the cord was removed. The wooden beam slid back and her arms were twisted above her, her ankles still secured widely. From behind her she heard a shuffling and then a whip lashed out and struck her square on her ass. It rolled around her hips and the girl let out a shriek of pain. Sarah embraced the strikes of the leather whip, her body arched, her tits thrust up and her pussy pouted.

Rivulets of sweat trickled down her cleavage, down her ribcage and to her navel. With great expertise the torturer pushed the whip up between her forced open thighs and caressed her hips and buttocks. Then the man lashed Sarah's cunt which made her butt wiggle and her breasts heave. She strained in vain as a fire ripped through her very being. Devoid of any mercy he gleefully slashed her quivering flesh.

De Sade grinned and rubbed his erect cock with vigour, this little witch with the large tits had really got him going. He hadn't seen such a gorgeous creature in a long time. And, he noticed, the tramp seemed to be enjoying it.

"My turn," said Justine who brandished a masturbating device of some sort.

The leather phallic tool with several raised bumps was rammed between her thighs and she was rubbed roughly with speed. The topless vixen in the big boots dug her heels in as Sarah's cunt was titillated by the pointed end as it was inserted into her wet slit.

Sarah was driven wild with pleasure as the dildo was thrust in and out, the bumps on the shaft stimulated her inner walls and made contact with her clit. Sarah threw her head around and sent her mane of curls whipping around. Her pelvis rocked to and fro on the fake cock until she was overwhelmed by a thundering climax. She slumped on her binds, her loins aflame.

"Excellent start, I am heartily glad at events. Lets give her ten minutes grace."


Back in Arizona, 1996, several people watched the enormous video screen and tried to make out the dark shapes.

"Can you make it any brighter Ann?" Said the General.

"It looks like a dungeon in the castle, it won't get any lighter than this."

"What is that, looks like the size of a person, is it Sarah Young?"


Sarah must have fainted because the next thing she knew was she was suspended above a small square wooden table by her bound wrists. Totally naked she was made to hover over a fixed leather studded dildo that poked upright in the middle of the table. Her feet were tied by rope to the small legs so that her body was mere inches above. Her mouth was stuffed with some sort of ball gag that was set in place by a band around her face. A voice came from behind her and a small riding crop was tapped gently on her buttocks.

"Sit on it you tramp, or this crop goes up your anus."

It was a man's voice who gave her the order. He grabbed her butt and positioned Sarah until her pussy touched the very tip of the fake cock.

"Good girl that's it, get it inside your cunt. DO IT!"

She went down further and the black seven inch dildo went inside her soft hole.

"That's right, get it all the way in."

Sarah sank down until it had been swallowed up completely and she gasped as her cunt widened. She paused to take stock of her situation, then looked around to see Jean with only a black hood over his head. Besides that he was naked and sporting a raging hard on.

Next to him was the Marquis De Sade, also nude and holding his erection tightly in his right hand. The sadist noticed how the woman had an erect clitoris under the dark pussy hair which was neatly trimmed. Her thighs were creamy white and the muscles were taut.

"Move." He ordered and Sarah squirmed on the dildo and lifted up and down a few times.

It felt really big as it spread her open and it gave her a delicious feeling. Behind her the man ran his crop across her back and down to the crack of her divine ass and wrenched her head back by her chestnut hair. Her body wiggled on the huge invading cock, her hips ground along every inch. The man in a hood came around to her front and slipped a finger across her clit as she moved.

"Faster." He said.

Sarah humped the toy swiftly, her hips became a writhing blur as she slid up and down. The quicker she went, the louder the squelching sounds came from her foaming pussy. A trickle of juices became a flood as the man stroked her nub faster, and an orgasm tore through her.

The two hooded men lifted her body and removed her binds and led her across the straw covered floor and laid her on her back and tied her to some sort of table. Totally naked, her arms were spread out and secured by her wrists by thick rope. She raised her head as much as possible to see that her legs were wide open and ropes bound around her upper thighs, just above the knee. The ankles also tied the woman down firmly. The smaller man removed her ball gag.

"For pity's sake let me up!" She pleaded, her big doe eyes wide.

The first man looked down at his own rigid cock and positioned himself between her spread eagled body. They both groaned as he entered her, his hard shaft pushed up deep and Sarah's hyper sensitive pussy felt every inch of his meat scrape her inner walls. Her wetness provided enough lubrication for him to drive in up to the hilt.

Her arms and legs completely immobilised she gave no resistance as he thrust in and out. As he fucked her he put a hand to her pale neck and squeezed. She was held still as he slammed into her raw cunt with hard, brutal strokes, his big belly smacked against hers.

De Sade watched closer as the English woman was fucked without mercy, his prick like a spear up inside her.

"May I cum Lord?"

The Marquis nodded and the hooded man threw his hips forward in a powerful lunge and he exploded inside her. As he twitched and spurted in her slick depths he sneered at her and then withdrew.

"Filthy whore!"

"Jean, pray do your worst."

The next hooded man stroked his impressive fat cock and assumed the position. Sarah watched as he lined up his cock head between her pussy lips and nudged in. It felt like a steel rod had been inserted inside her as he held her by the shoulders and rammed in. Her boobs jiggled on her chest and she groaned, saliva drooled out of each corner of her mouth. He held his knob inside and gyrated his hips, then pulled back and pushed in again with force.

Despite her predicament Sarah welcomed his rigid cock, gazing down as his erection vanished deep inside her. She made two fists and curled her toes as she came on him, her nostrils fared, her face flushed.

"Splendid sport." Laughed De Sade.

Jean pulled out, his still rampant hard on glistened with the womanly fluids. De Sade approached and straddled Sarah and presented her with his erect penis which she took past her lips. As he held her by the shoulders she pumped her mouth to and fro, keeping rigid eye contact the whole time.
His cock entered deeper and deeper until her nose pressed at his pubes. The nobleman lowered his body to hers and literally fucked her face for a good two minutes before rising up with an animal growl.

"The whore has a talented mouth to be sure, and most eager to please.

"I desire to take this creature now. Servants, the bar."

Sarah was released and dragged to a waist high horizontal wooden sawhorse bar and her body was roughly forced to double up over it. Both her wrists were bound together by rope at the small of her back, while her legs were parted as far as they could and tied at the ankles to the two legs of the bar. She cried out as her head was forced low to the floor and her neck was attached by the neck to a brace that held her firmly. In this stance, bent double, her cunt was up in the air at the level of the bar.

"You are all mad, mad!"

"Mad is correct, little one, mad for flesh."

The aristocratic Nobleman came from behind and put his left palm on the reddened left buttock of the struggling Sarah, and then she wailed as the sadist forced his cock into her tight ass!

"You fucking bastard!" She screamed.

He forced into the tight sphincter and pounded the poor woman in her rectum as hard as he could, her shrieks drove him mad with lust. Sarah was anally fucked long and hard over the bar, waves of shame and pleasure combined washed over her.

In her years as a top adult movie actress Sarah Young had done just about everything imaginable on screen, so was accustomed to anal sex. De Sade withdrew, somewhat surprised at the enjoyment the slut was experiencing.

"Madame Justine, approach us if you please."

The foul big breasted temptress came over in just her thigh high black boots with a nine inch paddle in her right hand.

"Hurt her." He said simply.


The hard weapon came down over and over across the ass and backs of Sarah's upper thighs until tears filled her eyes.

"It's too much, stop!"

The spanking continued as she squirmed on the bar, from her perspective she could see the vicious woman from her heels up. Every stroke on her thighs, back and bum was a bolt of pain as the wicked sadist did her worst.

"Fine work milady, let me resume."

De Sade resumed his anal attack on Sarah, driving his aching cock up her asshole once more. Sarah thought she had figured out the mans way of thinking, and as he fucked her ass she took a deep breath.

"Yes, yes! I love it, fuck me just like that Sire. Your tool feels so big in my ass, I crave more, more, more!"

Taken aback the Marquis pondered for a moment. She seemed happy as his thrusts made his testicles slap against her. As her massive tits bounce under her, she wiggled her posterior and welcomed his invading cock.

Her cooing and moaning urged him on to drive in deep, then he sheathed his shaft inside her and gushed his seed into her rectum. As he pulled out Sarah had a gooey mess of an anus, jism oozed out and up her belly.

"Release her my servants." Said De Sade as he found his podium and quenched his thirst with wine.

Sarah was untied and sat on the straw floor and gathered her wits. She had been fucked, sodomised, whipped and tied, but as she raised her head and fluffed up her mane curls and tossed them down her back her hatred turned to the grinning Madame.

"Why you fucking bitch!"

Sarah lost all reason and leapt up and the two glared at each other. Both naked, sweaty and cum covered they faced off, their stupendous tits seemed to point at each others with erect nipples.

With a mutual scream the catfight began.

Sarah swung out first and landed two open palmed slaps on the shocked face of the French woman. Sarah caught a blow on her left cheek and saw red. Both flailed arms wildly, slapping flesh until one hand hit Justine across the bridge of the nose and blood flowed. She staggered and went down on the knee of her right boot. Sarah joined her on her own knees and wrapped her arms around the others face to pull her in, and then bit her on the right tit.

"Ca alors!" Came the cry.

Without pause Sarah launched both hands into the back hair and tugged and yanked great handfuls out of the scalp. Justine managed to get up with an intention of kicking Sarah in the face. She missed and fell backwards and Sarah leapt on her and their oiled bodies writhed and tumbled over on the straw.

"'Pon my soul, this is somewhat erotic horseplay." Grinned the Marquis.

Sarah managed to get to her feet and Justine rose to face her, blood running down to her chin. They both paused to breath in and the pair of the studied each others statuesque forms. Their eyes took in each others breasts, both had swollen milky white melons that shimmered in the candle light.

Then both hurled their bodies at the other and the two sets of boobs pressed into one another. They bumped and squeezed and mashed together, their fingers entwined in each others locks. Justine moved her left boot into Sarah's mound as they fought hard, then the English woman brought both her hands up and dug all ten of her long nails in the ample flesh of the great tits.

"Fuck!" Whimpered the sadistic mistress.

They both lowered slowly to their knees, neither one ceding defeat. Justine flopped sideways as her strength waned and they both rolled on the floor, legs interlocking. Like animals they fought and stared into each others eyes. As their thighs locked, Sarah's right leg over her rival's left, the others left over right the two of them experienced flooding pussies. They gasped as their cunts were flush against the other.

Now consumed by sheer lust the vixens pulled their pussies even closer so that their erect clits ground together. They mashed their titanic boobs into one enormous mass of flesh, then their tongues poked out and they kissed each other with open mouths. As they pressed and pushed the two women exploded into mind wracking mutual orgasms. The pair of them held the position for a full two minutes before they fell backwards in total exhaustion.

"What an exhibition! Superb sport! I have a notion to write a book!"

The Marquis leapt up with the biggest erection he had ever sported and applauded.

"My people, take this truly remarkable creature and clean her up, I have more plans for her."

"Milord, she appears to be gone."

True, Sarah Young had once again vanished into the time vortex, seemingly cursed to travel through the infinite corridors of time for ever.


"We lost her." Said Ann who rubbed her tired eyes in frustration.

General Kirk looked at the video screen as it flickered and spluttered into nothing.



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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #10 on: August 25, 2020, 05:25:07 AM »
Note- Further adventures in time on the greatest and most secret project, the Time Tunnel, with former porn star Sarah Young.


Chapter Eleven.


Sarah Young wrinkled her pretty nose as the foul smelling soup of mud, garbage and animal droppings assaulted her nostrils. The odd chicken pecked at the dust on the ground and a mutt sniffed her shoe then walked off.

The time traveler had appeared from the vortex in a rather putrid and hot city in what seemed to her to be the seventeenth century. Scruffily dressed citizens came and went about their business and on occasion gave her sneers and arrogant looks as they passed her.

"Salope!" Said an old bent over crone as she crept by in rags.

Sarah looked around and discovered that she was seated on a wooden bench outside some sort of tavern. It looked busy inside as the sun set low in the summer sky.

France again she thought, seems like she had travelled in time but not distance this time. The last jump through the corridors of time had sent her to 1770, and the court of the horrid Marquis De Sade, where she had been submitted to obscene and harsh treatment.

The strange manner of travelling in the time tunnel meant that she didn't seem to suffer any long lasting ill effects. Indeed, she felt fine, no bruises or abrasions of any kind, and her bottom didn't feel like it had been assaulted with a whip.

Sarah was also constantly amazed that her attire changed to suit each different period she visited. She felt her head and found her hair in a mass of tight curls. It had side swept bangs, a teased crown and a curly ponytail.

Dressed to the nines in a formal and elegant mint green dress of lace and satins with a ruffled neckline and hem she felt quite the lady. Sheer half sleeves came to her elbows and on her hands she had a pair of green gloves. A tulle petticoat came down in a flattering V shape from bust to waist in embroidered gold, and around her back Sarah felt a bow at the base of her spine.

Thigh high white stockings covered her shapely pins with satin bows at the top and her delicate feet were in white shoes with solid two inch heels and buckles on the toes. Around her sexy neck she felt a lace choker.

Suddenly Sarah was brought back to reality when a hen clucked loudly and four costumed men cast a shadow over her. Some sort of soldiers she thought, all with identical blood red tabards slit from the shoulders, and plain black trousers.

"Is this the woman?" Asked the first man.

"Must be, are you Madame De Bonnacieux?" Said another.

Bewildered and not knowing where she was the English girl nonetheless stayed calm.

"You've got the wrong person, I'm named Sarah, from London."

"Is that right? Tell us what you know woman, otherwise..."

Sarah yelped when she was grabbed by a man behind her and another by her left side.

"Get off of me, let me go!"

She was tugged to and fro roughly, then the first man gripped her face hard in one leather gauntlet gloved hand and squeezed her mouth together.

"When I say or else I mean this!"

With an almighty wrench he ripped the bodice of Sarah's dress so that her huge breasts tumbled free from their confinement.

"No, not that, I'm not the one you want." Protested the frightened girl.

"My my, she's a comely one and no mistake." A small fat soldier licked his greasy lips.

The man leered at the impressive globes that hung large on Sarah's tiny frame as she wriggled in the firm hold on her arms.

"Unhand the lady you villains!" A voice boomed.

The scoundrels turned to see three debonair men, fencing swords drawn.

"We are musketeers of the King. Be you rogues under orders of that devilish Cardinal Richelieu?"

Without another word the men ran off and scurried off through the throng of people.

"Cowards! You are lucky I didn't carve you up!" Yelled the eldest looking musketeer after them.

Shivering with fear Sarah tried to cover her bosom with the torn front of the dress and petticoat. The tall dashing man with dirty blonde coloured hair and vivid blue eyes smiled down on Sarah.

"Good morrow Milady, how do you fare?"

He lowered his rapier and doffed his wide brimmed cavalier hat with the white feather on the left side. He twiddled his long moustache as he stood up to his full height.

His ivory shirt was flouncy with a wide collar and puffy long sleeves gathered in at the wrists. Over the top he had a sleeveless tunic of dark brown with some emblem on the chest. The breeches were full around the mans thighs, then tighter just below the knee where his black leather boots came up to.

"Forgive me Sire, I don't...that is I..."

"Are you harmed good lady?"

"No, I don't think so." Sarah gulped and regained her composure.

"The scoundrels asked you to reveal information. What secret do you carry that makes you to be violated?"

The charming man helped her to her feet.

"I am mistaken for someone else, my name is Sarah Young."

"Greetings Lady Sarah, D'Artagnan of Gascony at your service. And these two are named Athos and Aramis, they are Bearnese. We serve King Louis."

D'Artagnan! The three Musketeers! Sarah was thrilled. She had read the story by Dumas when she was a little girl and thought the character romantic and handsome.

She took a guess at the year which must be around 1625. There was something at the back of her mind of a plot or trap that the Cardinal was to set with the aid of Milady De Winter.

"Oh right, King Louis, er, which one?"

"Why King Louis XIII of course, surely he is known in England?"

Sarah felt slightly embarrassed and blushed like a schoolgirl in front of the dashing cavalier.

"Are we in Paris?" Said the woman as she tried to arrange the tattered front of her dress.

"Just outside, but that is where we are headed. You are a brave soul milady and I suggest we retire to yonder inn for refreshment and respite."

This idea was most welcome, she needed time to think and adjust to this new adventure. D'Artagnan took her hand and led her inside, the other two musketeers followed.

The big room was busy, all men, drinking from large jugs and laughing loudly. Sawdust covered the floor and a big unlit hearth dominated the tavern. Sarah sat at a corner table as her hero joined her. Athos and Aramis joined a serving girl in a floor length dress and flouncy hat and they ordered wine.

Another servant brought two jugs of wine to the couple and D'Artagnan held his to his lips.

"Drink my dear, refresh yourself."

Sarah took a huge gulp and then coughed and spluttered at the crude fare.

"We must get you some new attire, this dress is done." His gaze lowered to her large bust.

She agreed and removed the gloves. The young man admired the breath taking woman with the wonderful king size breasts. What a body, her skin was flawless and her red lips looked extremely kissable.

"Janet my child, prey prepare a room for this lady and one large for myself and my friends."

He hailed a young helper who scurried up a wooden staircase to the next level.

"So, you are a musketeer of the King, it is said the Cardinal is not tender with them."

Sarah had relaxed and the thought of a bed was attractive to her right now.

"'Tis true, but a Gascon fears no one. My friends and I are to meet with another fair friend, Pathos, and then we shall ride to Paris."

The others roared and drank as they told tales.

"And then they ran off like the cowards they are. Hah, hah. We will protect the Queen from any plot or trap never fear."

D'Artagnan grinned as he perceived his friends then turned back to the English woman.

"Know ye of any secret doings in London against our fair Queen, milady?"

Sarah had no idea of the current politics of this land or home, her only thoughts were of this mans bewitching eyes and fair complexion. Her dark brown eyes were lost in his as she paid rapt attention.

"I honestly cannot help you, forgive me."

"Very well, you are but a fair maiden and these matters are for men to decide. Hark! It's ringing eleven."

The sound of church bells could be heard through the open door of the inn.

"I'm going to my bed my friends, tomorrow we will ride to Paris."

There was a hearty huzzah from the other table and then Sarah was gently taken by the elbow and steered toward the stairs. Her heels clattered on the wood as she followed the brave man to the furthest room. They entered and Sarah looked around the modest room with bed and cabinet.

"I shall leave thee to your grace. I shall be next door if needed."

D'Artagnan again doffed his hat and vacated the room.

Sarah sighed and went to the small square window and peered down on the busy scene below. She made sure it was shut firmly to keep the stink of the air at bay.

She fluffed her wild brown curls so that they tumbled about her shoulders and down her back. The five foot three was absolutely stunning as she stepped out of the large dress and stood naked in her thigh highs and shoes.

Her pair of lovely slender legs sheathed in the stockings enhanced her creamy skin to perfection, and her wide hips swayed seductively as she went to a small table and poured water into it from a big jug.

Once she had washed her body Sarah took one of the three lit candles and put it beside the bed as she kicked her shoes off and laid back. The dark room felt safe somehow, more so with the brave musketeer next door. The mattress was thin and the straw scratched slightly.

As her thoughts went to him she slid her arms over her huge boobs and awakened her nipples. She caressed the soft skin and felt the curves of her figure with eyes closed. Then her hands found their way urgently to the raging fire between her upper thighs and she lightly touched her slick vulva. Teasing herself the brunette beauty traced out her tuft of pubic hair that marked the top of her bald labia.

With a sharp intake of breath Sarah pushed her middle finger tip onto her clitoris, then made slow circles around the hard nub. She spread her legs wide and bent them at the knee and applied pressure to her cunt.

Two fingers now pushed up into her tightening vagina as she arched her back and she rubbed herself with vigour. Harder and harder, faster and faster Sarah frigged her pussy, her thighs and calves tensed, her toes curled as she longed for her orgasm.

Yes, D'Artagnan, what a man! She smiled as her breathing became erratic and her heart raced.

Sarah Young was an intense sexual creature who had made her name in Europe as the most successful porn star of the early nineties. Simply because she loved sex, loved her sexuality and put her heart and soul into it.

Wishing the young Frenchman was here beside her Sarah moaned softly as her body throbbed and tingled. Her pelvis lifted as she continued to thrust her fingers deep inside her tunnel, drenched with her juices. Perspiration and gooseflesh caused her warm body to shudder with delight as her climax ripped through her. After a long minute Sarah relaxed and pulled a rough blanket over her bare skin and rested her head on the single pillow until sleep took her.


As soon as the dawn broke D'Artagnan opened the door to Sarah's room and peered in. He gasped at the incredible nude figure of the brunette as she laid on her side facing the window. Her blanket had slipped from her body and he took a long look at her firm and rounded posterior. The white stockings came up to just about where her buttocks sat atop her upper thighs, and he observed two faint dimples at the base of her spine.

A cockerel crowed outside and Sarah began to stir as the rays of sunlight dappled the floor of the room. She became aware of his presence and turned and raised up on her right elbow, her massive tits dominated her slender frame.

"D'Artagnan, you seem to be an early riser." Her eyes dropped to the obvious erection that thrust up under his night shirt and laughed.

He coughed with embarrassment and ran a hand through his fair locks, unable to turn his gaze from the sight of the prominent mound between her parted legs. Acutely aware all of a sudden Sarah realised she was probably ten years older than the twenty year old man in her room. Filled with a lustful passion she parted her red lips and poked out her tongue and placed it on the corner of her mouth.

"Why don't you get undressed and join me?" She said with a sexy cock of her head.

The youthful man wasted no time and pulled his shirt over his head which let his stiff cock free to bounce out from his finely haired groin.

Sarah tossed her head and her mane of lush curls fell over her right side. She placed her left hand on top of her thigh as she bent her left leg at the knee, further exposing her cunt for him to ogle. Beads of moisture glistened on the soft curls that sat above her shaven lips which were slightly parted like petals of a flower.

She saw he had a very nice body, totally hairless and nicely sculpted, firm yet supple. His hard on was smooth and white, not overly large, maybe around seven inches and an average girth.

Unable to wait any longer D'Artagnan moved to the bed and knelt on the floor and dragged her dangling legs either side of his upper body. He stared at her bare labia a moment then licked her inner thighs just about an inch from her snatch.

His tongue swiped inwards and met her outer lips which made Sarah squirm on her delectable rump, and when he slid inside her wet slit she lifted her stocking feet up onto his shoulders. With two fingers the young stud spread her cunt and licked her inner folds, teasing and flicking the sweet opening.

"Such a delicate touch, you make me most happy."

Sarah moaned and smiled as he expertly pulled her clitoris from under the hood with his teeth and licked the top, bottom and both sides. His hands came up above his head and up to her womanly hips and Sarah clamped her hands on his.

"My love, let me taste you now." Sarah moved back, content for a moment, and he slid up on the single bed.

She brought her head to the level of his groin and popped his stiffness into her eager mouth. Sarah sucked on the gorgeous cock hard, her soft lips closed tightly around it.

This was her specialty and the English goddess hollowed her cheeks out as she moved rapidly back and forth. D'Artagnan thought her lips were like silk and her tongue possessed by the devil as she fluttered it around his sensitive crown. As she blew the lucky man Sarah gripped his toned thighs, enjoying the feel of the virile mans tender flesh.

"Truly you are a dream come true Madame." He groaned.

Sarah held his knob end in her pursed lips and stroked his smooth shaft a few times, a long string of saliva drooled from the left side of her mouth. The wet sumptuous lips played with his crown then licked down the pulsating shaft. Her smouldering dark eyes met his and he desired nothing in the known world at that moment than to fuck the adorable woman.

"I pray thee good woman, let me send my tail inside your sweet cunnie before my blood boils over."

"Gladly my brave musketeer, take me."

Sarah quickly got onto the crude and creaky bed as her young paramour pressed his body upon hers, her enormous jugs mashed against his solid chest. Their mouths met and they kissed with increasing passion, their tongues flicked in and out as they hugged tightly. The hot brunette badly needed to feel him inside her, just as much as he desired to fuck her.

His heart beat fast against her pillows of flesh as she pressed her quivering curves up to him. Their arms and legs became entwined Sarah reached down between his legs and moved his rampant erection to the opening of her cunt. Her fluids flowed freely and ran down her upturned ass crack as she waited impatiently for him to enter her.

In turn D'Artagnan held his hand on hers and with eyes burning into each others they stroked his rigid prick together. When his stalk was coated in her nectar he thrust in deep with a single pelvic push and Sarah cried out and pushed her body up off the bed into his torso.

"Darling, that feels so divine." She cooed.

He said nothing, totally enthralled with the stacked creature and commenced fucking her with the urgent strokes of a youthful and virile man. Sarah immediately wrapped her white stocking covered legs around his upper thighs and draped her arms about his neck as he pounded in and out.

"By all that is glorious, your cave is fearsome hot milady!"

Ever bolder the musketeer pushed Sarah's limber legs back behind her ears and pinned them to the bed by the ankles. His cock drove in until his swollen balls smacked against her ass. Their mouths roughly sought out each others again, their moans swallowed up in each other.

Sarah felt her heart beat like a hammer on his warm chest and in her frenzy raked her fingernails down his back. Waves of pleasure ran through her body as she was overwhelmed by the mans desire to possess her.

"Your tail is mighty hard my love." She whimpered in his shoulder.

"Merci beaucoup, I am your bull, my dart is yours."

He paused his love making and looked down at the vision under his sweaty body. Her dark brooding eyes with the sensual arched brows looked back at him from a flushed face, her lips were parted and soft sighs came from the bottom of her throat. Her great boobs rose and fell and her mass of hair was tousled and damp. He buried himself inside her again, the woman was so wet, so hot.

All of a sudden Sarah was rolled onto her side and her young lover raised her left leg into the air. Still deep inside he scratched the smooth inner thigh as she swiveled her head to face him. His hand pinched her ass as her cunt was pumped with regular upward strokes.

"Ooooooh, I love the way you fuck me."

Her left hand came up to caress his chin as he restlessly plunged into her pussy.

"Fuck me like a cur." She said and gently pushed him on the chest.

He withdrew from her sodden pussy and rolled her onto her stomach. Her massive tits meant she was unable to lie flat down as he spread her outstretched arms and then opened her slim legs.

D'Artagnan knelt and pressed his face to her and licked her from cunt to anus with the tip of his tongue before sitting up and pointing his prick to her pink channel. Sarah pushed back against him in an obvious welcome sign and slowly rolled from side to side grinding herself on his stiff pole. With a cry and a huge thrust he pushed in as far as he could.

"Fuck!" Whispered the grateful woman as his balls rested on her butt.

He leaned over and gave her back gentle kisses that made her shiver with delight. Then he settled on her and started to move to and fro, his stiff prick barely leaving her pussy as he ground his hips in a seductive circular motion that drove her wild.

"Yes my love, fuck me hard."

The pair of them sweated profusely as the man increased his tempo. As he plunged in, Sarah thrust back. She gasped and made little throaty noises as her pussy pulled him in. D'Artagnan leaned forward and buried his face in her lustrous hair then reared back with his hands on her big boobs.

They fucked like dogs in heat, the loud sounds of skin slapping on skin filled the tiny room. Sarah had always adored this position and yelped with delight as the devilish young man grabbed her thick hair and then playfully smacked her left buttock. The young Frenchman let go of her hair and she dropped back down with both hands outstretched.

His enthusiasm urged him on to hammer the curvaceous woman harder so that their joined bodies literally bounced on the bed. She turned to look back at him over her left shoulder, her eyes half lidded, then she felt his left arm twist her left leg up so that her weight was on her head and right shoulder.

"I think this bed may not last much longer if you fuck me like that." Sarah laughed.

He pulled his shiny cock from her gaping cunt and then D'Artagnan sat on the edge of the bed and Sarah sat down on his lap, her cunt lips parted as his prick split them asunder. She leaned in until her nose almost touched his and he felt the outer lips of her pussy rub on his knob. Her mouth brushed his, her titanic breasts pressed into his chest, nipple to nipple.

"Are all English ladies such as thee? I may need to uproot and sail this very morn."

Sarah put her right hand around his square jaw and started to slide back and forth along the full length of his shaft teasing him wickedly. His cock and balls glistened with a liberal coating of her juices, then she shifted her hips slightly and impaled herself on him until every inch was inside.

The deeply aroused woman tingled all over as she felt the rock hard cock penetrate her softness. Their eyes were glued to the others in deep concentration as they remained still, their loins as one.

"Fuck me Sarah Young, I beg thee."

The woman arched her body so that her mammoth tits pushed up into the air and rocked her pelvis. Beads of sweat slipped down between her massive cleavage and dripped onto his stomach. The cheeks of her buttocks clenched as did her pussy walls as she rode on his tool. Her eyes devoured his gorgeous body and she trailed her fingers down his smooth chest.

"Sarah, oh Sarah." He repeated with eyes closed.

Her perfectly shaped boobs bounced lightly over her slender frame as she fucked him with slow strokes, each movement designed to excite and please. Then things became more frantic as Sarah rode up and down with ever increasing speed. Each downward stroke caused her bum to caress his balls.

A cheek smile broke on her face as she wiggled her bottom on his rod so that he was squeezed by her narrow walls. He cried out and in an effort to control her passion held her by the hips and thrust upward deep inside the wanton woman.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Yelled Sarah, as she was bumped on his lap like a doll.

She tossed her head back and he moved his hand to her clit and rubbed as she rode on him.

"Don't stop doing that, please." Sarah found herself begging as she roughly pulled his head to her tits and fucked him hard.

Then he reached around and put his little finger on her clenched anus and Sarah screamed as she came. She writhed on his prick as she reached orgasm and she purred like a kitten as she slowed up her grinding.

He had reached his limit now and felt the cum course through his tool. With a hearty cry the man shot his seed into her with quick jerks.

Sarah bent and gave him soft kisses on his mouth and face as his cock stayed in her pussy, cum trickling out and onto his balls. As he became soft he loosened his grip on her and she lifted off with a big swing of legs and laid beside him on the straw bed.

Sarah had not enjoyed an intimate and pleasant fuck for a while and had been thrilled to have shared a bed with one of the most famous historical figures. They laid there for a few minutes in a half sleep when the door opened.

"Are, there you are, come we must make haste to Paris."

Aramis left the naked lovers and D'Artagnan finally got up off the bed. Sarah looked at his handsome body and sprawled across the mattress.

"Will you join us on the road milady? He said with hope in his voice.

Yes she looked forward to having the young man again. She turned onto her stomach and hugged a pillow and he looked at her desirable derriere as it poked up behind her.

He smiled as she nodded to him.

"Excellent, I will find you some clothing for the journey."

He left the small room as Sarah Young went to the window and looked out. Her voluptuous figure glowed from her carnal satisfaction and she suddenly realised she was ravenous. Once her latest lover returned they would have breakfast before they rode out. Sarah looked at the bedroom door as it opened again and promptly vanished, destined once more to travel the infinite corridors of time.

Next, Sarah goes back one million years B.C.

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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #11 on: August 27, 2020, 12:41:47 AM »
Note- Just as in the sixties movie, 'One Million Years BC' the science in my story is questionable. It's only for a bit of fun. Sarah Young, we miss you wherever you are.


Chapter Twelve.

Project Tic Toc was a top secret effort to create and run an experimental time machine. A US Government funded project, the many specialists and scientists had built and very nearly completed the 'Time Tunnel,' so called after the cylindrical hallway that enabled a person to enter the portal and travel into the past. It had been surmised that time was a static continuum, and was accessible at any point through the time corridor.

Only one person had dared to risk taking on the dangerous journey, and that had been the English girl, Sarah Young. Once a successful adult movie actress and producer in Europe, she had retired from that world to return to University and study Biochemistry. Now in 1996, having achieved her doctorate, she had been invited by Doctor Ann McGregor to join the ten year long Tic Toc project.

When it was announced that the Government were deciding to withdraw funding, the courageous young woman had taken it on herself to prove the tunnel worked and had entered the portal.

Sarah had successfully travelled in time more than a dozen times, but at HQ in Arizona the team had been unable to secure her return to 1996.

General Kirk, Ann and Doctor Swain watched the instruments and consoles intently as they monitored the whereabouts of the lost Sarah.

"She's stopped." Said Ann.

"I have a time fix, one million. One million BC, the Pliocene period."

Kirk looked agog at Swain.

"Ann, can you get a visual contact?"

"I'm trying."


Sarah Young felt the warm heat of the sun on her body as she tumbled and stumbled to the foot of a precipitous cliff. The initial thrill as she emerged from the time vortex came to her as usual, and the former porn star sat bolt upright and looked up into a clear, blue sky. Birds were seen high up, circling around above, too high for her to recognise the species.

The lush ground was covered with green grass, gently sloping up to a rise where her eyes were drawn to a well trodden trail. Beside the cliff, the trail meandered to a lower hillside, full of alcoves and mouths of dark caves. Despite the suns warmth a breeze wafted the scent of honeysuckle and sandalwood towards her, and she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply.

Her ears were assaulted by the sound of countless creatures and insects as she collected her thoughts. The engaging brunette rose to her feet and looked down at herself.

As she had discovered on her various travels through the different periods, her attire seemed to assume a familiarity to her surroundings and time. She wore what one could only describe as a two piece deer skin bikini, with crude calf high boots of deer skin and fur on her feet.

Her vivacious hourglass figure was superb and the attire was woefully inadequate in covering her large bountiful 42DD breasts, which strained at the skimpy bra. Her lean, flat stomach was bare, just above her loins. Behind her, the back of the doe skin bottoms barely covered her perfectly firm buttocks, which poked out seductively when the fabric flipped up.

A loud screech of some type of bird alarmed her and Sarah thought it might be best to make for the caves. Judging her whereabouts by her clothing, it seemed to indicate a primitive time and place with no civilisation.

She was reminded of her visit to the jungle where she had encountered Tarzan and his mate Jane as she walked noting the lushness of the grass, well watered and fertile. Did that indicate a more clement period if this were prehistoric times?

On reaching the trail she saw dislodged rocks from above together with white stones along the way, seemingly at regular spots.

On purpose? Were there people nearby?

Her mind awhirl with images and thoughts, she decided to proceed along the trail, trying to come to terms of her predicament.

Almost immediately she eyed a group of figures in the distance, and as she froze to the spot a dozen males surrounded the frightened Sarah, including a fierce looking kind of drooling dog that bared its yellow teeth at her. The lead man had a crude spear in his right fist, others carried clubs and cudgels.

They were all wearing some leather cloths that were tied at the waist, but all were bare chested. Amateurish jewellery of bone and shell adorned their necks and wrists. Each man had shoulder length yellowish hair, some bearded, one or two clean shaved.

The lead man came closer and Sarah tried to act calm and normal. Naked from the waist up the six foot plus robust man quite literally bulged with muscles, biceps and pectorals almost chiseled into his body. His thighs and calves were well developed, and his hips, bared from the leather cloth that ran down from his waist, drew Sarah's eye to his tantalising groin area.

Homo Erectus?

He pointed his spear to the ground and Sarah breathed easier as the gesture appeared friendly. Although he appeared to Sarah to be no more than thirty years of age, he did seem to be the leader of the small group.

Tentatively he reached out and held her tight curls in his rough hand. He cocked his head in curiosity, presumably because he had never seen dark hair on a person. All his tribe seemed blonde and fair skinned, his appeared the most yellow of the group.

He pulled on her locks with credulity, then squeezed her arms and wrists, inspecting her with bright eyes. Then he paused and gazed on her soccer ball sized boobs and without ceremony ripped the insubstantial left strap of her bikini top asunder.

"Hey!" Yelled Sarah.

Her left breast came out and bounced free of her top. The whole group made excited noises as her one big boob fascinated them all. In the blink of an eye, Sarah was pinned to the soft grass face down, big hands gripping her slender ankles. The back of her fur bottoms was flipped back to expose her smooth buttocks and the enticing beaver of her dark haired pussy.

"DOKA!" Yelled yellow hair with arms raised high in the air.

All at once the others backed off and Sarah raised her head, brushing her voluminous hair from her pretty face. With a hefty lift up the macho man hoisted the lightweight brunette into a foreman's lift and she was carried away with the group.

Soon they all arrived at the entrance to a dark and forbidding cave where other like dressed members of the tribe gathered. The night was drawing in as they entered and Sarah was laid down and left free. She rubbed her ankles and took a look around, her head cradled on her shoulder.

The women and children had made a fine fire, and prepared large pieces of meat and fish on a length of knotted branch above the licking flames. Sarah blinked her eyes at the choking smoke that filled the cave, but the aroma of cooking meat had its appeal.

Gradually the men gathered around and sat together, before they were all served huge portions of the cooked food. One woman brought a heavy looking container of some sort which spilled fresh water as she lugged it over.

"Omm, oom, laka!" Yelled one woman to nobody in particular, but everyone started eating.

Sarah observed the group as her eyes adjusted to the illuminated cave interior. Mostly they were young in age, nobody appeared to be over thirty or thirty five. This was something Sarah couldn't figure out.

The one strapping man she considered their leader sat aloof and alone a distance away, confirming her opinion that he was a cut above the others. One slender blonde woman brought his food to him, then left him by himself.

"Oom, dayt."

Sarah took some food and water and sat away from the other adults, the children had all withdrawn deeper into the cave. Annoyingly her top remained ripped on the left side which left her whopping boob uncovered. Several fur blankets were strewn about and Sarah took to lie on.

Despite the uncivilized existence of these people it seemed they had some rudimentary words that everyone understood. As the leader uttered his words Sarah looked around and to her surprise the entire adult members all began to strip off their animal skins and congregate naked in the middle of the cave. They commenced to dance and jig about in some crude celebration, their voices increasing in volume as the grunted.

"Lola, lola."

One particular tall, leggy blonde, her hair down to the small of her back, gestured and jabbed her hands at yellow hair as he sat and watched. Her athletic legs tapered from firm thighs, and her perky tits hopped up and down on her chest.


The virile man rose to his feet and brushed the naked blonde aside, his eyes only on Sarah. The dismissed blonde joined the others, hissing at Sarah with bared teeth. By now the women were flinging their undraped bodies at the men, tits and bums bouncing lasciviously with carnal desires. The men were all masturbating with tongues out, greatly turned on by the womenfolk. Seemed to Sarah that all these primitive people did was hunt and fuck.


The leader repeated as he approached an apprehensive Sarah, his intentions quite clear as his potent erection poked his loin cloth up. Sarah welcomed the inevitable with no problem. She would be the first to admit that she was a creature of the flesh, she had even carved out a career fucking on screen.

She loved sex, wanted to fuck and be fucked in every way possible. Her juicy melon sized breasts thrust out proudly, the nipple on her one exposed boob hard and erect.

"You...you want me, yes?"

The wanton vixen used her hand as best she could to indicate him and her as a couple. The wondrous warm feeling between her thighs signaled her arousal as she was crushed in the mans robust grip.

Her breath caught in her throat as she surrendered her body to the domineering stallion. This was going to be pure unadulterated lust, no passion or romance, just animal sex.

Sarah placed a slim hand on his chiseled chest, stroking the solid wall of muscle. A hand went around her wispy waist, then quickly between her upper thighs in an attempt to seek out her soft quim. The hot brunette sighed as he cupped her pussy mound and bent his head to her massive left breast, giving her a delicious flutter in her stomach.

His brazen mouth clamped on the large pillow of her boob and sucked loudly, slobber from his lips dripping down her succulent flesh. Her right hand came to the back of his head where she fingered his fine hair, and wallowed in the heat of his breath on her tits as he alternated from one to the other. Sarah was immensely proud of her boob job, as well thousands of her loyal fans who had purchased her video tapes of her adult movies.


Sarah had no idea what the word meant but he seemed to be happy as his hand moved around to her rounded buttocks, so soft and ivory. She closed her brown eyes as her ardour grew, her heart beating savagely in her heaving bosom.

The mans urgent massaging of her desirable body brought soft mews of delight from her lips, and this was heightened as his ever stiffening member pressed against her creamy thigh.

"Oh my gosh," she uttered between pursed lips.

The red blooded hunk drove her crazy as a finger found the heated slit of her wet cunt and slipped inside. Sarah parted her legs as she was flattened to the ground, totally vulnerable, yet quite willing to accept the illicit probing.

The strapping man stared at the dark brown pubes as her folds parted and he took huge sniffs of her female aroma deeply into his nostrils. He dropped his face closer to her damp pussy excitedly and saliva drooled out and onto her inviting quim.


Sarah cursed as her new mate widened her legs further with his sweaty palms and let his hot breath blow on her cunt. He paused to frown as he realised that Sarah had smooth, shaven labia beneath her trim triangle of pubic hair.

It was curious to the former porn star that during her many jumps through time she didn't seem to age, her hair hadn't gotten any longer, and her nails were the same length. Any bruising or pain suffered in the previous travels through the ages promptly vanished.

"You are quite the man, aren't you? I wonder what your name is?"

Yellow hair leaned back, naked now and fully erect. Not what one would expect of a prehistoric caveman, this was an attractive male. His taut soft pale skin rippled with his muscles, and his fine hair fell about his wide shoulders.

An eight pack and V of packed muscle led Sarah's eye to his sandy pubes, so fine as to be almost transparent. She fluffed her mane of tight curls as she looked at the huge pole that poked up thick, the large blue vein pulsing down one side of the veiny shaft. The foreskin was drawn back from the swollen tip, engorged with the want of a woman in heat.

"Me, Sarah, Sa...rah." She tried to speak to him as he gazed into her doe like eyes.

Then she jumped as a naked male grabbed at her tits from behind.

"LOLA!" He cried, then grunted when he received a blow to the temple.

"EEYAH!" Yellow hair screamed out to everyone, Sarah was going to be his tonight.

All around now the entire adult group were naked as the salacious sexual circus commenced. Right next to Sarah a young blonde was on her knees as a well built man fucked her from behind as if she were a mare. Almost touching that couple a skinny woman was on her back, legs akimbo as she was taken by a salivating male.

Another well endowed man was on his back, his big mitts cupping the ample bosom of a woman who rode him with her locks whipping about the air. Moans and shrieks echoed about the cave, lit by the flames of the camp fire, and a distinct smell of sex was quite pungent.

"Sarrr!" He mouthed in an attempt to utter her name.

Composing herself, the ardent Sarah threw her legs open, her pussy dripping, craving his stiff cock. He moved slowly, the tip of his knob wet with pre cum, and slid inside her parted thighs. His hands settled either side of her prone body and she let out a sigh as his hard prick found her pink, damp slot.


The tenacious male pushed inside with one steady lunge and did not stop until his balls met her pussy.

"Oh my goodness!"

His stiff cock nestled inside the hot wet tunnel of the grateful Sarah who played with his curtain of hair as she reached out her arms. Her hips bucked up at him, eager to accept every inch of his impressive manhood. The sounds of the copulating group intoxicated Sarah, inflaming her sexual appetite as she clung to her lover, her legs locked around his hips.

"Fuck me!" She begged.


The man slammed in and out, his thick cock filling her pussy, her body became wrapped up in his warm frame. The fuck was amazing, Sarah was pinned under his bulk, her every movement restricted as she was fucked senseless.

His solid wall of a chest crushed her massive tits as he settled his weight on her, the fur felt good under her as her back and ass rubbed along it.

"Yes, yes!"

The heat from the fire added to their ardour and their bodies perspired freely as they rutted, his musky scent assailed her nostrils. Every muscle in his body clenched and flexed as his sight became blurred by sweat, a trickle of which ran down his back to the cleft of his tight ass. Sarah moved her arms lower and dug her nails into the hard flesh of his butt, urging him into her juicy cunt faster.

"Ooh, ooh!" Tiny cries came from the ex porn star as the man plunged in and out.

His cock was swollen to a steel hard stiffness, driving into Sarah's molten cave of a cunt. She bucked as best she could along the gleaming length of his shaft as it pierced her with a savage rate.

Sarah came then, shrieking with joy and the wildness of the fuck, legs trembling. Her mouth stayed open, moisture dappling her skin from her pleasure. Within two seconds yellow hair erupted, a thick lava of cum spraying forth from his pulsating organ.


The leader of the tribe reared up, his hose dripping still as he towered over Sarah who laid on her back with her legs out wide, her pussy leaking semen. As he backed off, oblivious to Sarah now, a restless group gathered around her as she fought to catch her breath.

"Er, guys, are we good here? Asked an anxious Sarah who closed her legs tight shut.

Gone was the protective yellow hair, who had been joined by the hissing blonde he had shunned earlier. One tall man stood over her, eyes flashing, teeth bared, totally naked.

She felt his rough hands on her firm thighs, which were pulled aside. His hand slid to the front of her mound, fingers clumsily poking her pussy lips, coating them with the syrupy goo of yellow hair.

"You want to fuck me?"

Sarah licked her lips, responding to his probing of her vagina, his knuckle brushing her clitoris. Fuck Sarah, this savage was turning her on, her cunt needed more cock. She began to move her pelvis to allow the lean man to reach into her quim better. Another male joined them, his enormous erection jutting out of his developed groin.

"This could be quite interesting."

Sarah raised her face up at the same time he thrust his bell end past her lips, his long hair fluttering in her face. She took it without question, closing her mouth around the spongy tip, her tongue gleefully licking around the tapered head.

Her legs were flung up and out as the other sank his prick up into her squishy pussy, still sloppy with yellow hair's cum. With ragged breath the man in her cunt let his weight drop onto her. He used every ounce of energy as he hammered in and out, then he squeezed her hips and raised her butt off the ground, sending her legs doubled back to her shoulders.

"Hoh, hahakk."

An excited throng of males huddle over the scene of Sarah Young being used and abused. Trying to concentrate on the stiff in her mouth, Sarah gobbled up the massively large crown until she gagged and had to release it. With a hearty grunt the male examined his shiny rod before offering it up for more.

He began to jack hammer his knob between Sarah's lips and in a moment spilled his seed, splashing the moaning hussy on the mouth and chin.

"Yakk." He exclaimed as he jerked his cock until he was reduced to a dribble.

She was given no time to reflect as the lean man fucking her was tossed aside by a larger naked man and she was pulled up onto all fours. As she was stuffed with a big cock from behind, another prick was presented to her drooling mouth.

She ingested it into her mouth and bobbed her head to and fro, her right hand on the dangling ball sack. Her basketball sized boobs bounced buoyantly under her body as she was rocked back and forth on the delightful boner in her sodden cunt.

"HOO, HOO, HOO!" Cried the amused group, all wanking their erections.

The man being sucked reached a cataclysmic orgasm, shooting his entire load into Sarah's accommodating mouth, globs of which spilled from each corner of her luscious lips.

She could feel the male behind her slam his hips firmly into her pert ass, his hands digging into her slender waist as he fucked her at a frenzied rate. Her head was pulled back as a fist gripped a handful of her hair, using it as leverage so he could bang her faster.

"Hey! Take it easy!"

Sarah's reverie was interrupted when the cock in her pussy was withdrawn and pushed between her buttocks into her anus. He thrust forward, his cock coated with fluids, and Sarah relaxed her sphincter as at first the head went up followed by the shaft. He molded his body around hers, hands feeling for her massive boobs, pawing at her huge orbs of flesh.

"Fuck!" She whispered as her asshole was defiled.

In and out she was plundered without mercy, her hips moved in an increasing rhythm as she was shunted back and forth. She felt his cock expand in her anus, quiver and then spurt up her asshole, leaving her loins dripping obscenely.


Again another took the previous mans place and pushed into her sticky cunt, making her groan loudly. Rough hands mauled her soft body which grew ever redder with the unrelenting gangbang.

Then she was hoisted up and her lower half was raised up off the ground into a type of wheelbarrow position, his hands around her hips. Her fur boots gripped the man behind his upper thighs as she desperately tried to keep her balance with her palms flat on the blanket.

"Don't let go now." Said Sarah helpless.

The angle of penetration for the ex adult model was divine, her pussy was steep and his bone rubbed her pubic bone. He slammed in with solid lunges and for the second time Sarah climaxed making her giddy and flushed.

Thankfully she was lowered once more, presumably the position was too strenuous for the man. As he withdrew his cock Sarah took a deep breath, then squealed when she was again lifted up with ease into a stand and carry position.

"Hold tight Sarah," she told herself and wrapped her arms around the mans bull neck, and her legs about his waist.

She looked into his eyes, blue as the sky, as their faces came to within an inch apart. Then she tilted her head back sending her hair down her spine as she was impaled on the long, hot shaft. Her body was pushed and pulled as he thrust up into her cunt, fluids dripping down to his balls. He paused for a moment, her legs dangling, as he held them under her knees.

"Oh my word!"

From behind her another man lined his prick up to her asshole, pushed hard and Sarah was stuffed in both her holes. The shorter male behind her banged into the panting woman non stop for a few moments, then as he rested she was humped up and down on the other. Her buttocks were separated exposing her cunt and anus as she was double penetrated by the two rigid cocks.

"I'm gonna faint!"

Sarah was beginning to get light headed as all three lovers poured sweat, their skin glowing in the light of the camp fire. She could feel the bodies of both men slip and slide on her as they hugged her close, a mass of limbs and boobs.

Then her head dropped onto the shoulder of the man in her pussy as her anus became awash with cum. The men both grunted loudly as Sarah came herself at the same time as her twat was filled to overflowing by a copious amount of sperm.

"It's too wonderful," she whimpered as sperm ran down her thighs in a river of viscous goo.

Two leaned over her and unceremoniously bathed her face with huge splatters that made her gasp for air.


All the men, spent and exhausted, began to retreat into the dark recesses of the cave and Sarah was left to wallow in a veritable pool of bodily fluids, her delectable body and hair in disarray. She curled up into a foetal position with her hands between her tacky thighs.

What a session!

These primitives knew how to fuck. Sarah recalled one of her final sex scenes she ever recorded when she had been gangbanged by seven of the best European stunt cocks, and this day had surpassed that easily.

She closed her eyes and in an instant was fast asleep, naked and sexually satisfied on her fur blanket. In another instant she promptly vanished, destined to travel through the time vortex again.

Next time, Sarah goes home.


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Re: Sarah Young and the Time Tunnel
« Reply #12 on: September 13, 2020, 05:02:08 AM »
Note- My final entry in this series. As Patrick McGoohan said to Lew Grade about his iconic show 'The Prisoner' I cannot figure out an ending. So, after watching the Merlin episode of the Time Tunnel I have managed to scrape together a final story.

Dedicated to Sarah Young, we miss you big time.


Chapter Thirteen.

"What seems to be the trouble?"

General Kirk walked around the complex anxiously, his eyes on the large screen ahead.

"Sarah is frozen, frozen in time." Said Doctor Swain.

"We need to get her moving before she is frozen to death in the time vortex." Said Ann McGregor as she looked up from her console."

"Isn't there anything we can do?" Kirk looked into the imposing tunnel.

Ann read the data. Bad feedback was threatening the health of the female time traveler. Before Swain could answer everybody in the room was held in a kind of suspended animation as a mysterious cloaked figure appeared out of thin air. An old looking man with greyish hair and beard wandered around the throng of technicians and operators and chuckled to himself.

"Toys, mere toys, how amusing."

He peered closely at the extremely expensive computers and equipment that powered the Time Tunnel and scoffed. His black cape flowed around him as he studied the machinery. Then he looked into the tunnel itself and observed Sarah Young, caught in time on the video screen.

The young English woman had previously, somewhat recklessly, entered the tunnel to prove that it works and had experienced extraordinary visits to various periods in history.

The astronomically expensive project, funded by the United States Government, had been under threat of total shut down and the brave Sarah had taken it on herself to test it. Only trouble was she had not been able to return to her own time period of 1996.

"Listen to me traveler in time, it is I, Merlin, mightiest of all wizards who commands you to leave the limbo of time and return to this place before me."

Merlin gestured with animated shapes of his hands and with a big flash and loud bang Sarah appeared at the entrance of the tunnel.

Stark naked.

At five feet three in bare feet the voluptuous brunette had a mass of back combed curls spread out over her shoulders and back.

Her amazing body featured soccer ball sized breasts, trim waist and stomach. Curvaceous hips drew the eye to her trim little triangle of dark pubes above a juicy pussy, the pouty labia smooth of hair. Her red lips were parted to show her white teeth and her dark brown eyes looked ahead under arched brows and high bangs.

"I have monitored your lurid adventures in time my dear and have thoroughly enjoyed myself. Yes, welcome, welcome home."

Sarah looked straight ahead, unmoving but still able to see and hear. Merlin circled her and took great joy in examining her stunning form with an unhurried manner.

"Nice, very nice. Permit me to introduce myself. I am Merlin, court wizard to the greatest English Monarch of all, King Arthur of the round table. In the year 544 AD things are terribly simple and rudimentary and I struggle for personal entertainment, most distressing. The tragedy is the King is a colossal bore, unable to enjoy himself in any way whatsoever. His wife Guinevere seeks solace in the arms of another and the King has no interest in the fairer sex."

Sarah looked ahead transfixed, still staring glassy eyed as she was held in suspended animation like the other members of the staff of the complex. Her enormous tits thrust out like cantaloupes as Merlin continued.

"I am considered a voyeur, I get great satisfaction from watching humans naked and engaged in sexual activity. I cannot achieve earthly pleasure but the visual is suffice stimulation. I wish to see you, dear Sarah, participate one final time in a debauched orgy, to see you ravished by many males and their manhood's fucked silly by their hard organs. I will arrange everything, when next we meet you will remember nothing of this but you will do whatever I ask. And, so be it."

Merlin clapped his hands twice and melted into thin air. At the same instant Sarah also dissipated and reappeared naked in a low lit chamber on top of a beautifully crafted round bed. With soft crushed velvet, accented cushioned buttons and high headboard the bed had a solid structured bed and was covered by Jasmine Silk sheets in a smooth scarlet.

"Now where am I?"

Sarah sat up and brushed a single errant strand of hair from her face.

"Oh my."

She exclaimed as she saw that the bed was surrounded by a dozen naked men, all erect and ready for action. Sarah realised that they were the staff members of the headquarters of Project Tic Toc in Arizona, and wondered if she had at last returned to 1996.

The attractive former porn star also wondered why she was in this particular scenario. But at the back of her mind was Merlin's instruction, which was to partake willingly in a wild orgy of sex and lust. With this thought the only thing in her head she opened her arms in welcome.

"I'm all yours, boys."

Point of fact although Sarah Young was composed and demure in real life she was a pure slut, having spent years as number one porn star in Europe around 1990.

She had been fucked, sucked, gang banged in every conceivable shape or form. Possessing no inhibitions Merlin had chosen well in the stacked brunette as she laid back on the circular bed and casually stroked the insides of her thighs.

"Lets get to it." Said one of the horny men.

As one reached down to feel her soft pussy two others took the hint and grabbed a handful of tit each. Sarah's nipples were erect and hard as they began to suck merrily on her nipples and kiss her huge globes of flesh.

One man buried his middle finger up her cunt and she writhed under the attention of the eager males. She spread her legs out wider as another bent over her face and gave her a deep and open mouthed kiss. The same man jerked his stiff cock in his fist and placed it in the palm of her left hand.

"Rub it."

Sarah mumbled a response as her throbbing clit was thumbed and she squeezed and wanked the hot knob several times, her eyes on his the whole time. A man on her right held her hand and drew it to his rampant erection and made her wrap her slim fingers around the fat girth. With her cunt being frigged, her boobs being mauled with from either side and two cocks in her fists Sarah was in her element.


Her clitoris was teased by a rotating finger while another probed the depths of her pussy and she mewed in response. Two wet mouths now locked on her big boobs and her nipples became coated in spit. Still pumping the cocks in her hands she began to twist the solid shafts with her warm palms until both men panted in her ears.

"Suck this."

A muscular dark haired bumped his bulbous glans against her lips and with no hesitation she took it in her mouth and sucked on it, curling her tongue around and flicking the underside. The man moaned and leaned over her and made gentle thrusts with his pelvis.

"Gagh!" She cried out as her head was grasped and forced forwards.

The prick in her mouth was shoved further into her mouth and the hot brunette choked and gurgled as the thick length impacted with the back of her throat.

She was made to move back and forth with a hand in her hair on the cock and a stream of saliva ran down her chin. Her hands squeezed the two men in her tight fists as she gagged and drooled and the experienced former adult movie legend relaxed her throat.

"Hah, splendid, I chose well." Said a concealed Merlin who looked on with keen interest.

Sarah was surprised when she was hoisted up from the bed by strong hands and a tall man slipped under her with his back on the bed. Then she was promptly lowered onto his face with her knees splayed out around his flanks. She felt hands cup her buttocks and a mouth clamp to her cunt, the tongue out and twirling around salaciously.

"That feels good," she mumbled and closed her eyes.

Sarah began to happily ride the mans mouth, moving her hips so that her erect clit thrummed against his lips. He parted her soft cheeks and lapped at her from anus to clit with broad swipes that made her whimper with delight.

She stopped moving and wallowed in the long tongue painting her nether regions, just as her face was held still and a plum sized cock head jammed itself between her lips.


The sandy haired male was standing on the bed in front of her as he fucked her stretched out mouth, her face in a firm grip in his hands. Sarah felt her nostrils flare as she desperately took in oxygen through her nose. Surrounding the round bed three naked men beat their rampant cocks frantically as they watched enthralled.

They crowded in as her eyes bulged on the big boner in her mouth and her cunt was licked from below until she seeped fluids. Another cock came into her viewpoint and she switched over and let the massive head slide between her lips. Sarah gasped and slurped feverishly as she alternated from one to the other.

"Let's give it to her, guys."

All the technicians on the project had observed Sarah's lurid adventures through the different time periods and all had been highly turned on by the little fuck bunny who knew no limitations in the bedroom. She had given her body to many lust crazed males including Tarzan, D'Artagnan, Calico Jack and the Sundance Kid.

The man with sandy hair laid back on the bed and Sarah draped her curvaceous body over his until his erection rested between her ass cheeks. Her doe like brown eyes returned his intense gaze as she shifted her hips and lowered her slick cunt with aching slowness onto his thick pole.

"I want this so much." Whispered Sarah as she sank down all the way to his balls.

She paused for a moment as two men loomed over her and she absorbed the wonderful sensation of being filled by his manhood. With her palms on his chest she started to slide up and down, gliding with ease on his whole length which shone with her juices. His hands reached up and held her enormous hooters as she smoothly humped him, relishing the rigid pole that scraped her inner walls with a sublime friction.

"Ooh yes!"

From behind a fresh pair of hands moved over the curve of her buttocks and she felt a boner pillow itself in between them. The man spat on his palm and smeared his shaft with saliva before popping Sarah's anus open with the tip.

As the man below her stopped moving in her cunt, her rectum was slowly penetrated inch by inch. Sarah leaned forward so that she mashed her boobs on the mans chest under her as her back passage was speared and the mans groin met her ass.

"Fuck me boys." She begged.

With two gorgeous cocks in both her holes, her body hemmed in above and below, Sarah was in heaven. The cock in her ass moved back and forth with painstaking slowness in order to lubricate her sphincter, then she moved her hips on the man under her, joining in with an urgent writhing. All three humped together, their combined motions giving Sarah a sweet friction in both her filled holes.

"Please, fuck me faster." She muttered and brushed scattered hair from her eyes.

The man under her bucked up and gave her swift thrusts, withdrawing half his length before plunging back in hard. Her hips were clutched from behind as she was shunted to and fro on the prick in her anus as she was screwed in unison. The one behind her pushed his frame against her back and pressed her tits onto the others chest until they were all sandwiched together.

"Love it!"

Both men fucked the shit out of the retired porn star, rocking her vigorously on their cocks, their sweaty flesh smacking against each other. Then their swollen cocks erupted, the one behind her first followed quickly by the other, flooding both her tight spaces with their hot cum. Sarah was unable to move and remained slumped between the two panting males until they withdrew with matted pubic regions and let her rest.

"Superb, superb," muttered Merlin unseen.

With a beating heart Sarah laid on her back, her cunt and ass leaking white cum onto the sheets under her glowing body. Before she could draw another breath a bulky man dropped atop of her and sank into her with one full push. Sarah gasped and held onto his developed biceps and threw her head back into the pillow under her.

"Oh my."

The man was blessed with an iron hard cock, and despite her sodden cunt making her quite slick he felt gigantic inside her. His cock moved in and out as his body settled on hers and soon enough he delivered long and even strokes, each of which filled her juicy pussy.

Sarah could hear her own plaintive little moans over his manly grunts as he speared her. She hooked her feet around his back and looked into his steely grey eyes as he shafted her. His tight body was tensed as he rose and fell on her soft frame and all his muscles flexed with the effort.

"Move over rover."

Her lover pulled out as a swarthy man with a dark haired chest bore down on her, his member swaying in front of him like an enormous beast. Her wide eyed innocent look belied her lust crazed demeanour as she allowed him to crawl between her open legs and paw at her full and curvy melons.

He entered her well lubricated quim and crushed her big tits into his broad chest. She felt him drive forward and proceed to screw her with a barrage of furious strokes that threatened to push her through the mattress.


Sarah loved it, this man was drilling into her like a machine, banging into her to depths she hadn't known in quite a while. He held her by the ankles and spread her legs almost horizontal. Sweat prickled her skin as she was pounded relentlessly and her big globes bounced on her chest.

By her head someone inserted his solid length into her gaping mouth and drilled her drooling face. Another man hovered behind him eagerly awaiting his turn, his erection in his fist.

The man between her parted legs ran his fevered hands all over her curves as he fucked her with long strokes that saw his cock emerge almost all the way out.

"Such a sweet mouth."

The man face fucking her roared and unloaded all over her heavy chest in a downpour of cum that washed around the curves of her tits like a stream. Before she could react Sarah was bundled onto all fours as one of the men grabbed her by her pert ass and gazed at the swollen labia of her heated cunt between shiny inner thighs.

She felt a hard cock plunge into her liquid depths and yelped when he smacked the palm of his hand on her right cheek. He gripped her by the shoulders and gave her a series of hammer thrusts which took her breath away.

With both her hands on the bed for balance Sarah took the brunt of the unseen man's driving pelvis which cushioned on her soft bottom. She found herself propped against him in the shape of a V as he fucked her with relish.

"Suck on this babe."

She looked up as she was presented with a rigid hunk of man meat which she bathed in saliva. The man who had patiently been hovering shoved forwards and jammed his engorged tool down her throat causing the lustful woman to choke.

Sarah recovered quickly and gobbled him up as her lips slid intently along his veiny shaft. He grunted at the sight of Sarah's mouth stretched wide around the base of his upstanding cock before she released him as she came up for air.

"What a mouth!"

Sarah smiled as she looked at her drool make its way down the underside of his prick to his balls. He took the spit covered cock in his fist and pumped madly until his body went into wild spasms and fired off several jets of cum into her face from chin to brow. She closed her eyes as the semen ran down her cute nose to her upper lip.

"What a shot!"

The man fucking her from behind was replaced by another person who squeezed his middle finger into her cum drenched anus which brought tiny squeaks from a delirious Sarah Young. She heard a low moan as a steel hard cock slid up into her asshole and her hips were gripped tightly.

"Fucking nice ass!"

Sarah screamed at the sudden intrusion and was astonished at how her elastic sphincter took in his stiff tool. Plundered over and over Sarah dropped her head which dripped with a combination of sweat and cum. Then he tightened his grip on her waist as he gave a final heave and his cock exploded into her anal passage.

He eventually pulled out and Sarah collapsed breathless onto the bed. She looked up as she wiped her face with her forearm and gulped at the sight of six men surrounding the bed. A circle of cocks reared up from their groins as they looked upon the bountiful sex goddess. She pointed to a rugged looking man with a square jaw and got up on her haunches.

"Lie down."

Sarah squatted over the mans midriff in a reverse cowgirl and looked down at the wet spot between her thighs that was her sodden cunt. The ripe angry cock head of the man under her swiped back and forth across her slit and the English woman nibbled her lower lip.

With intense concentration she eased down on the thick column with a prolonged sigh as she swallowed him up. From behind the lucky man watched her firm butt with his stiff dick inserted in between and gulped.

"Ride that cock woman."

Sarah settled with an undisguised joy to the very root of his boner and her cheeks pillowed against his balls. She cupped her enormous knockers as she commenced an energetic pelvic grinding, her belly undulating as she consumed his pole. Both groaned in aching delight as Sarah bounced up and down on the top three inches of his cock, plunging down hard on the downward stroke.


She bent forward and placed her hands on his calves as she ground along his shaft without letting it leave her pussy.

"Fuck that's so good, I'm gonna cum!"

Sarah bathed his cock in her juices as she came and swung up and away from the man who fucked air for a few more moments. She turned back to him and propped herself up on her knees and cupped her huge breasts together to make one big boob. He needed no guidance as he slid his slick cock between the DD sized tits and pumped up and down the offered channel.

"Your tits are amazing."

Sarah drove him wild as he fucked up between her boobs faster and she mashed them together with both hands. Her doe like eyes looked into his with a wide innocence, despite the dried cum on her face which told the real truth of her slutty side. His butt muscles tensed as he carried on thrusting up and down and Sarah further teased him with the pointed tip of her tongue at the top of her boobs.

"Here I go."

Sarah pursed her lips and put his throbbing glans inside her mouth as he let fly with four huge loads of cum onto the back of her throat. She swallowed hard as she reared back, leaving the spent man shaking. Totally abandoned to the needs of the remaining studs Sarah watched the five of them close in for the kill.

"Finish me off boys."

The first shot hit the babe on the chin then another man to her left took her full in the face with a thick glob of cum. A fountain of cum slammed into her face and mouth as she spat at the same time. She blinked uncontrollably as two cocks erupted into her eyes and forehead, so that her bangs glistened with tiny droplets of their sticky goo.


Further splashes painted her huge tits and rivulets ran down her great cleavage. Blast after blast hit her face, sticking to her rosy cheeks, lips and mouth forming slow moving globs that hung off the end of her chin.

Once spent Sarah yelped as five wilting cocks slapped her about the face viciously, smearing their semen into a face mask of cum. An awkward silence followed as all the men retreated and Sarah was left alone on the soaked bed sheets.

"I am most pleased by your performance, quite, quite remarkable. And now, I shall release you from your interminable travels through the ages and deliver you to the moment your adventures began."

Merlin clapped loudly and the next thing Sarah knew was that she was busy reading data from various read outs in the Arizona complex of Project Tic Toc. She did not realise this was the precise moment before she recklessly leapt into the still untested Time Tunnel. All her memories of her various visits had been erased from her mind. General Kirk and Doctor Ann McGregor approached her with beaming smiles.

"Good news Sarah, we are being given another year to perfect the tunnel. Let's hope we can test it for real one day."

"That's amazing." Replied Sarah as she gazed dreamily into the cylindrical hallway.

What must it be like to travel through time, to meet famous people from the past. And fuck their brains out?




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