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 Time Of Love

   Part 1
Tags: Fantasy, Sci-Fi, M/g, ped, oral
I was just like any ordinary guy, working a 9-to-5 job, living in a

shitty apartment, and typically REALLY horny.

   My job, a go nowhere, no chance of promotion, sucked--just like my life.
The constant pressure and stress had gotten old, but all that was about to
change.

   It was Tuesday night, just about midnight, when I was walking home from
a late shift, and was feeling an oncoming headache.

   Suddenly the clouds above opened up, and started pouring.

   "Fuck...." I muttered as I quickly ran to the covered awning of a closed
store, and realized I'd forgotten my bus ticket, which I knew was sitting
on my small dresser, back at my apartment.

   I heard the noticable sound of the bus, as it whizzed past, passing by
the stop, and not even giving a moment of pause.

   The next thing I heard was the screaming of what sounded like a girl.

   "AAAAAHHHHH!!!"

   I looked around, and tried to spot the source of the horrific scream,
suddenly seeing what looked like a little girl, no more than 8 or 9, in
obvious pain as she looked to have broken her leg.

   Running over to her, I saw the little blue eyes look up at me as she
held her injured leg and brushed her light brown hair aside.

   I crouched beside her.  "Are you okay??" I asked as I saw a lone tear
running down her face, through the many, many rain drops that were pouring
down.

   She sniffled, nodded, and then grabbed my arm.  "Thank you for
asking..." she smiled as she shut her eyes, and I could feel the ground
begin to shake.

   I looked around, and couldn't believe my eyes, as the entire area began
to almost ripple, or shake as what looked like waves of energy surround me
and the girl, who suddenly stood up, on both legs--no longer seeming to be
injured--and quickly disappeared.

   "What the hell...?" I asked as I remained where I was, but could see the
dark and dim street slowly fade away, as a green, grassy meadow began to
appear.

   Seconds later I was no longer where I had been.

   I was standing in the middle of a wide-open field.

   Rows of trees lined what looked like a dirt road, and a few people,
wearing tattered clothing, were farming what appeared to be crops of
vegetables.

   One looked at me.

   "Sir?" the man asked, in a british accent.  He looked at my clothes,
which were soaked.

   "Where....where am I?" I asked the man.

   "Good lord Man, you're absolutely soaked...come, come..." the man led
off as she looked over at a woman, obviously his wife, as she rushed over.

   "You poor man, come with me--we need to get you dried off..." she told
me as she took my hand, and led me towards a small cottage.

   Inside, she set a few logs on a small fire, as she gave me another look
over.

   "You're soakin' wet Sir...." she started, then noticed my clothes--my
dark green hoodie, jeans, and boots, which were unlike any she'd seen
before.  "Funny lookin' clothes Sir...where do you come from?"

   "Uh...Salem..." I led off.

   "Salem...?  Never heard of it..." the man added as he came in, and
handed me some old clothes, which looked to be not-as-tattered as their
own.

   "Come now, get changed...I'll hang yours up...get em' dry..." the woman
smiled as she handed me the change of clothes.



   I watched as the two gave me a bit of privacy, I quickly pulled of my
dripping jeans and shirts, and didn't even pay attention to the smell of
the clothes I'd been kindly given, as I slipped the tattered pants on, then
the shirt--both of which fit well enough.

   The man turned back to me, and handed me a pair of boots, which were a
bit big, but I didn't even care at that point.

   My wet clothes were taken by the woman, and I remembered to grab my
wallet, which was just as soaked, and the keys to my apartment.

   "Name's Nathanial..." the man smiled, introducing himself to me.

   "I'm Andy....Andrew..." I shook his hand.

   "Glad to meet you Andrew...fine name...that's Mariel..." he said,
pointing out the window to his wife, who was hanging my wet clothes on a
line.

   "You look like you're a long way from...where'd you say...?  Salem??"
Nathanial asked me.

   I nodded.  "Yeah...where am I?"

   "Westkin...England...." Nathanial replied.

   "England...?" I asked.

   Mariel came back inside, followed by a pair of children.

   "This is Andrew...he's visiting from...Salem..." Nathanial introduced me
to the three.

   "Pleasure Sir..." Mariel smiled, as she bowed.

   "Hello...." I waved at the two kids.

   "This is Harold...." Mariel pointed to her son, about 12, "...and this
is Julia..." pointing at her daughter, about 9 or 10.

   My eyes looked at the little girl--red hair, cute little face, brown
eyes.  She wasn't the girl I'd seen.  The girl with the supposed broken
leg. And the girl who'd somehow transported me to England.

   I looked around, realizing that I wasn't in my own time either.

   "What's the year?" I asked.

   "Year, Sir?" Mariel asked.

   "Why it's 1623--Sir?" Nathanial replied, wondering why I'd asked.

   "Is Andrew staying for dinner?" Julia asked, her little face smiling at
me.

   Mariel looked at Nathanial, who happily smiled.

   "Of course...what kind of hosts would we be...and I'm sure we can find a
bed for our guest as well, if he wishes to stay." Nathanial added.

   I nodded, both hungry and tired.  "I'd be glad to." I smiled again.

   It was an interesting evening, as the sun set, shortly after what was a
rather delicious dinner of ham, green beans, and a sweetened bread, washed
down with rather clean, cool water from the nearby well.

   Mariel sat in a small chair, knitting a sweater for Harold, as Nathanial
was fast asleep, due to exhaustion.

   Harold and Julia sat on the dirt floor, playing a game with a ball and
small sticks.

   I couldn't help but stare at Julia, the little girl, who's tiny frame
was almost intoxicating.  But the thoughts that kept flashing through my
mind, that of what I'd never thought before, made me uneasy.

   Sexual desires.

   For the cute little girl I was looking at.

   Mariel set down her knitting, and looked at me.  "My little angels..."
she smiled.

   I looked back at her, and saw her stand up and walk over to her kids.

   "Come children, it's bed time...wash your faces, and head off while I
fix a bed for Andrew..." Mariel smiled at her kids as they sighed, but knew
better than to argue.

   I watched as Mariel pulled over a few quilts and small, tattered
pillows, making me a bed.

   I walked over to it, and didn't even hesitate as I sat on the "bed"
finding it to be as soft as clouds.

   "How is it?" Mariel asked.

   "Perfect.  I can't thank you enough..." I began.

   "Think nothing of it....besides, Our Lord says to help those in need..."
she smiled.

   I lay back on the bed, and could feel the heaviness of my eyelids sink
in as I began to drift off to a much needed sleep.

   That night, the crisp evening breeze swept into the small cottage, but I
was fast asleep having some of the most confusing and erotic dreams I'd
ever had.



   I was back home, in the dark street corner, where the little girl, with
the broken leg, was standing in front of me.

   "Who are you?" I asked.

   "I am Corrinne." she replied, in a soft voice, as she turned her face to
mine.

   She walked over to me, and caressed me.

   I looked down at her body, as she let her small gown drop to the ground,
letting her nude, perfect body shine at me.

   She had no breasts, but her tiny little chest, and perfectly hairless
cunt was making me rock hard as she smiled at me.

   "I see your staff is ready to penetrate..." she said, pointing at the
erection I had.

   I looked down as she suddenly pulled my cock out of my pants, and began
to expertly suck on it, making me shudder in pleasure and joy as I could
feel my cum was about to explode.



   Suddenly I awoke, but could still feel the feeling of a mouth on my
cock.

   Looking down, I saw Julia's red hair on my belly, as I brushed it back
to see her face, with her mouth swallowing my near-erupting cock.

   "J...Ju....Julia...?" I asked softly, and confused.

   She stopped sucking for a minute.

   "Corrinne told me..." she explained.

   "Co..Corrinne...?  You know her?" I asked, not expecting to here Julia
say that.

   She nodded, then went back to sucking my cock.

   "Ohhhh...." I moaned as I could feel my cum was about to explode again.
"Ohhh...Mmmmmmm...." I thrust once as my seed splashed down Julia's little
throat.

   She lifted her head, licked her lips and looked back at me.

   "You said Corrinne...?" I asked again.

   "She's the queen's daughter...I know you know her..." Julia replied as
she stood up, dropped her tattered nightgown, and let her nude, perfect
body be seen my me.

   I was hard again.

   Without saying another word, Julia squatted over my once again hard-on,
and slowly lowered her perfect little cunt over my shaft.

   "What...?" I almost questioned, but was shut up as I felt her little
cunt impale on my cock.  I could feel what was obviously her cherry, as she
tried to bury my cock inside of her.  "Hold on..." I warned her as I
grabbed her little hips and pulled her deeper, quickly taking her
virginity, and nearly yelled in pleasure.

   She maintained her silence, despite tears running down her cheeks. 
"Your seed....make it fill me..." she told me, almost begging, as she began
to thrust her tiny self on my cock.

   I wasn't gonna deny the little waif, as I thrust once more, grabbed her
hips, and could fill my cum shooting up into her little cherry-less pussy.
"Mmmmmmm!!"



   After my cum had filled her, she slowly stood back up, looked at my
soaked cock, and used her nightgown to wipe off the bits of cum and blood,
then smiled up at me.

   "You must save Corrinne..." Julia, still naked, and looking like she
almost wanted more, told me.

   "Where is she?" I asked.  "How did I get here??"

   "Head to the village in the east...there you'll find a Mage who can tell
you where she is..." Julia told me.

   "What?  Why was I brought here?" I asked again.

   "Ask the Mage..." Julia told me as her little naked body was walking
back towards me.  She leaned over to me, and kissed me on the cheek. 
"...Be safe..." she told me.

   I watched as her naked little ass walked back to where she'd been
sleeping, and tried to drift off to sleep myself.

   Thoughts kept filling my mind.

   Who was Corrinne?

   Why was I brought here?

   Would I ever be able to go home??


   End of Part 1