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This is a story of casual, unprotected sex, and is a work of fiction.
In real life, use a condom, damnit! Unwanted babies, HIV and all sorts
of lesser sexual diseases await the idiot who "dips his wick" or "rides
the rod" without protection.
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The Power of Porn, Chapter 4 (MF, 1st, interr, magic, nc, oral, impreg?)
by Krosis
of the Collective
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I woke up in the morning and checked my phone. If my
pornographic adventures had all been part of a dream and I was now
awake, it would now be Ella's birthday. However, the screen showed that
it was the day after. So the dream continued after sleeping, sorta like
in Inception!
Both Rayanne and Ella were giving me soft eyes during breakfast, but
the strange musical theme didn't sound and no weird pornographic
scenarios occurred.
I decided to go to school. The staff had been accommodating after my
Dad's death, but that still meant that I had two weeks of schoolwork to
catch up on. I was a pretty good student, though, so I knew that I'd
quickly catch up on what I'd missed. I considered that since this was a
dream, I probably didn't have to go to school, but I had practically
lived in my room for two full weeks, so getting out of the house would
be good for me, even if it wasn't in the real world.
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I was just heading toward the change room for gym class when I heard my
name and turned to see Mr. McAuliffe heading toward me. The
white-haired vice principal ushered me to the side of the hall to talk.
"Good to see you back at school, Wade. How are you doing?"
'How do you think I'm doing, you idiot? My Dad's dead!' is what I
didn't say. "I'm...okay, I guess? Still kinda numb."
He nodded sympathetically as girls passed us by to get into their
change room. "You never know, right?" he asked me. "One day
everything's fine, and the next..." He snapped his fingers.
I didn't know how to respond to that, so I just said, "Yeah..." and
snapped my fingers as well.
*Bow-chicka-wow-wow!*
The weird tune again! I certainly didn't want a sexy scenario to occur
in front of my vice principal, so I started, "Well, Mr. McAuliffe, I
gotta get to class or I'll be late..."
Then I realized that the constant drone of the school was gone; it had
cut off instantly after the weird disco-like melody. I looked around at
students frozen mid-stride. Down the hall I saw that one student was
reaching in vain for a book that had slipped from his grasp. It just
sat there, suspended in mid-air. I turned back to the vice principal,
but he was frozen as well.
This was weird! I was tempted to snap my fingers again to end this, but
then had a second thought as I beheld the door to the girls' change
room, which had remained open as the last girl stepped through.
A word came to mind from my two weeks of non-stop porn watching:
Timestop! I had watched a few of those, impressed at how the actresses
had been able to hold uncomfortable positions while the actors had sex
with their unmoving forms.
First, though, I went down the hall to the falling book. Most timestop
videos were consistent with their rules, but the occasional one caused
whoever you touched to snap out of it. I touched the book with my
finger, but it didn't fall. I put a little pressure on it and it moved
easily, but still didn't fall. So far so good. I then put my hand on
the shoulder of the owner of the book. Nothing! I grabbed his t-shirt,
pulled the fabric, and let go. It remained as-is, pulled away from his
chest, instead of letting gravity take it.
Oh yes, I could work with this. I headed into the girls' change room,
giving the tall brunette who was still in the entryway a smack on her
slim ass as I went by. I didn't know her, so I continued on in. There,
in all their glory, were the rest of the female students of my gym
class, in various states of undress. As expected from a dream, the
timing of my finger snap had been perfect, as most of the girls were
down to their underwear, some even bending over as they were either
removing their pants or skirts, or about to pull up their shorts.
I was like a kid in a candy store...so much 18-year-old flesh! Who
first? I decided to go with the one with the least amount of clothes
on, which was Shelly, a cute, shoulder-length brown-haired girl with
cat's eye glasses. She was bent over, had accidentally pulled her
panties down with her jeggings, and was reaching down to pull them back
up, but frozen in that state, her delightful little pussy was
vulnerable, not to mention at the perfect height and position. Shelly's
rounded hips were wide for her frame, so no wonder her underwear had
slipped down along with her tight jeggings once they snapped past those
enticing curves. I pulled out my hard cock and lined myself up, rubbing
the head around her puffy little pussy lips before pushing between them.
Unfortunately, I didn't get very far, and the skin of my cock pulled
back uncomfortably as I thrust. Shelly wasn't turned on, of course, so
there was no lubrication. "Ugh..." I pulled back and surveyed the
situation. Looking around at her face, I saw that her mouth had opened
up in a round 'O' at the realization that she had accidentally
underpantsed herself. I moved around and found that her mouth was at
just the right angle, so I thrust into that. "Mmm..." I moaned as my
cock went into her warm mouth, and I felt a bit of her saliva collect
on my dick. I thrust between her lips a few more times before pulling
out to return to her pussy.
This time about half of my cock went inside, but again there was that
stretching feeling. "Damnit..." I pulled back, considered again, and
then bent down to lick at her pussy, as I had done with Ella, though
from behind, so it was a bit awkward. Shelly's vagina tasted similar to
my stepsister's...maybe a bit more sour, but it was nice. I made sure
to stick my tongue as deep as possible so that my saliva would do what
was needed, and finally I stepped back, placed the head of my cock back
between her pussy lips, and thrust. It went all the way in that time,
and felt fantastic!
Then I noticed that Shelly's body was starting to move forward, so I
grabbed her hips to keep her in place. While gravity was in stasis for
everything but me, as with the book earlier, any force I exerted would
affect whatever I touched, so I had to be careful.
My hands caressed the girl's rounded hips as I held her there, and then
I started thrusting. Unlike with the other sexual encounters I'd had in
the last day or so, it felt strange that she wasn't responding. I
pushed that thought away, though, as Shelly had never shown any
interest in me before, so I'd probably never have a chance like this
again without the timestop. I increased my thrusts, and then moved one
arm around her midsection to hold her in place while the other pulled
up her shirt and bra. Then I moved both hands up to cup her palm-sized
breasts, using that grip to hold her in place. I found the girl's
nipples and tweaked them, but again there was that jarring lack of
response. Finally, I moved my hands back down to her womanly hips and
thrust into her hard and fast. I was enjoying taking this girl without
her knowledge, and could feel my orgasm rising.
Then I slowed my thrusts. If I came inside Shelly now, after time
resumed, she'd have a load of baby juice dripping down her legs and
would probably scream. I would have to pull out. Disappointed, I thrust
into her again, feeling my orgasm rise once more, and just as I was
about to cum, I pulled out and blasted her vulva with my load.
Breathing heavily, I sat on the bench next to her to examine the mess.
"Shit!" I exclaimed. In normal time, a woman's vaginal lips would have
closed up as I pulled out, but because time was suspended, her pussy
gaped open lewdly, and my attempt to not inseminate her had partially
failed, as I could see that several spurts had gone right up inside
her. Fuck, why did I even bother pulling out, then? I went and grabbed
some toilet paper to sop up as much as I could from her splayed pussy
and then tossed the sodden mess into the toilet. However, when I
pressed the toilet's plunger, nothing happened.
Oh, of course...without time, the water wouldn't fall from the tank
into the bowl, which would then wash the whole thing away. Since the
lever was already pressed, though, I realized that it would flush
instantly once time resumed.
I pulled Shelly's bra and shirt back into place and then perused the
rest of the girls. Turning the corner of a row of lockers, I
found...oh, what was her name? Parvati? She was a pretty East Indian
girl sitting on a bench, about to pull her gym shorts on, which meant
that her legs were spread and up in the air, her shorts dangling from
one dainty ankle as she reached forward.
Perfect. I could feel my cock hardening again as I looked at her cute
periwinkle colored panties. I moved her arms and legs wide so that I
could settle between them, pushed the gusset of her panties aside
(where they stayed due to timestop physics), and shoved my tongue up
her surprisingly hairy little puss. After getting it all lubricated, I
pushed my reinvigorated cock inside the slim senior student.
Parvati was really tight, and I had some trouble getting it inside her.
I pushed hard, and something seemed to give as my whole shaft rushed
in. Probably if time was running that would have hurt her, but in
timestop world, the only person feeling anything was me, and I was
feeling good. I pushed up her t-shirt and surprisingly large bra, and
gasped at the sizable breasts the slim girl had on her, with large,
purplish areolas and pencil eraser-sized nipples. I took one into my
mouth as I thrust into her.
I moved my mouth to her other nipple, really enjoying her tightness as
I continued to thrust. I tried kissing her, but that was just too weird
due to her lack of response as she stared into space. Finally, I
grabbed her slim hips and thrust into her hard and fast, heading
swiftly toward my second release of the day.
At the last moment, I pulled out and shot my load onto her slim tummy.
I noted the contrast of the white semen against her brown skin and felt
that this moment was missing something. I dipped the head of my
dwindling cock into that pool of semen, moved lower, and thrust back
inside her one last time. There! A few drops of my cum would stay deep
inside the oblivious girl, though not so much that it would later drip
out and cause problems. Yes, that was satisfying...like writing 'Wade
was here!' on the walls of her vagina; nobody would know. I pulled back
out, confirming that the cum was no longer on my cock.
Then I frowned and considered what I had just done. If the pretty
dark-skinned young woman was ovulating right now, I could have just
made it so that she'd get pregnant after time resumed. My stepmother
Rayanne had urged me to cum inside her twice the previous night in
order to knock her up. Cumming inside a woman felt incredible...since I
was being forced to pull out in this scenario so as to not make a mess
that could get me in trouble once time resumed, I figured that pushing
a little of my sperm inside Parvati was me petulantly compensating for
that.
I pulled the girl's bra and shirt back down, repositioned her as best I
could so that she wouldn't notice anything had happened when time
resumed, and then walked about the change room again. Despite the
smorgasbord of teenage flesh, my cock wasn't recovering after those two
back-to-back orgasms. So many girls, so little...
...time. Hm...I would need time to recharge, but while time was
suspended, I had all the time in the world! That was presuming that I
had to snap my fingers to start it back up. I left the girls' change
room and headed to the teacher's lounge. Along the way I had to pee, so
I went into the boys' washroom to take care of that, but then it turned
into #2. I marvelled that I could pee and shit in this dream, and hoped
that I wasn't actually making a mess in my own bed while I slept. With
all the sex I was having, there was no way that I was going to try to
wake myself up; I was going to stay asleep in this porno dream for as
long as I could!
When I was done, I pressed the plunger on the toilet and then
facepalmed myself; right, no flushing during timestop.
I went and took a nap on the teachers' lounge couch. I wasn't done with
this scenario.
To be continued...
Chapter 5
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