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Time After Time, Chapter 2 of ??

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   Time After Time (MF, ffffffm) Chapter 2 of ??

   I found myself back in my house still in the chair in which I was doing
my hypnosis homework.  My forty-something body was not covered in cum,
tired, sweaty, or in any way effected by the interaction I had just had
with the Julie of 20 years ago.  I was clearly my older, heavier, current
day self.  A quick glance at the clock informed me that the entire
experience with Julie had taken about 20 minutes of present-day time.  Just
enough time for me to self-induct hypnosis twice, in fact.

   Despite the intensity of the experience with Julie, I instantly
dismissed it.  I rationalized that it was merely a detailed fantasy.  Never
mind that it was nothing like any previous experience I've had.  Hypnotism
is strange and I must have had myself in some sort of alpha state, I
figured.  It did not take me long to decide to phone Julie, however.

   I caught her at home alone.  The boys were out for wrestling and choir
practice respectively.  Jack was at work, of course.  As soon as she
realized I was calling her alone (that is, without Diane on the line), she
instantly switched into her sexy voice mode.  "Hi, David," she teased. 
"Are you calling me up for some phone sex?"

   That kind of line was not entirely out of character for the Julie that
I've known since I was a teenager, but it was hardly our usual banter.  "Do
you remember that night 20 years ago when you came to visit me in the
high-rise condo?" I asked.

   "Well yeah," Julie answered.  It was as if I had asked her that old Lily
Tomlin as Josephine line ("Have I reached the party to whom I am
speaking?") "Have you been drinking too much and having trouble with your
memory again?  Like twenty years ago?"

   "No, you know I don't drink anymore.  It's just that .." Well, how was I
going to put this, I thought.  "Tell me what you remember about the
beginning of that night."

   Julie laughed.  "You mean about how you tried to fuck me standing up two
feet inside of the door and we fell to the floor and went at it doggie
style?  Or do you mean after we did the coke?"

   This was getting really weird.  In my mind, in reality, where nothing
had gone on with Julie and we had just talked, I had a gram of cocaine that
I never produced that night.  I don't remember when I did use it - probably
soon thereafter; it was the 80's - but I was absolutely certain that I
hadn't done any coke with Julie.

   "Or do you mean after what's-her-name came by," Julie continued.  "You
know.  She has the same name as that actress from Beetlejuice."

   "Geena Davis?"

   "No, the other one."

   "Winona Ryder?"

   "That's the one.  Winona.  God, she was hot.  Didn't look anything like
the actress, but doin' her with that strap-on is something I'll never
forget."

   Winona and Rob Williams had been my neighbors in the high rise.  They
ended up moving west too.  Diane and I still saw them occasionally at
mutual friends' homes.  They both drank too much which tended to limit our
social interaction with them since Diane took such a dim view of drinking
to excess and I'd become a teetotaler.  I had exchanged plenty of air
kisses with Winona, but I certainly never saw her naked much less getting
fucked by Julie.  Had I changed things?  Did I know my own life anymore?

   There was something else that was bothering me.  I remembered banging my
knees and being brought out of my trance and going right back in.  And when
I returned to twenty years previous, Julie and I seemed more passionate
than just before I'd left.  Had I done that somehow?

   "Hello," Julie called.  "Earth to David.  Come in please."

   "I'm sorry, Julie.  I'm just confused right now.  Did Jack ever find out
about that night?"

   "What is this, David?  You know he didn't.  You went to his office on
that Friday and convinced him that we had just talked.  He bought it hook,
line, and sinker, thank god.  What are you, having a stroke?"

   I had talked with Jack on that Friday in his office.  I had convinced
him that nothing had gone on between me and Julie because, of course,
nothing had gone on.  This is very weird, I thought.  I knew I had to say
something to Julie.  "It must be because all the blood has run to my cock
in anticipation of talking with you."

   "That's the David I know and love," Julie replied.  "But really, why did
you call?"

   "Tell me about that sleepover you had in eighth grade" I said ignoring
her question.  She had told me the story that night twenty years ago in the
reality where Julie and I had just talked and done nothing else.  I was
hoping that - well, I don't know what I was hoping.  I knew I liked the
story.

   "What is it with guys?" Julie asked.  "I know you all had circle jerks
and perverted shit like that when you were boys.  Don't girls get to have a
little fun?

   "Well, it's your dime.  I had invited five girlfriends to my house for
an overnight.  It was the first weekend of spring break.  My folks were
asleep by eleven and I didn't expect my older stepbrother back at all that
evening.  There were the six of us in the family room downstairs where we
had our six sleeping bags laid out.  We were wearing our nighties.  We were
playing what we now call truth or dare.  Everyone was opting for truth.

   "We got to talking about boys and kissing.  It turned out that none of
us had really been kissed except for little pecks that didn't count.  We
wanted to know how to really kiss.  Tongue in mouth passionate kissing. 
Maybe even with a little petting involved.  What would that be like, we
wondered.  We were all ready, but the boys in our class were biologically,
socially, and every other -ally far younger than we were."

   It sounded like Julie had taken a sip of something.  "Keep going," I
said.

   "The fact is that none of us knew much about boys or how sex actually
worked.  Obviously, from my adult perspective, there was also an
exploratory lesbian component to all this speculation and a lot of hormones
floating around in that family room.  Somebody suggested that we practice.
Somebody else said how are we going to do that?  I said let's pair up and
kiss.  One will be the boy and the other the girl.  After one minute we'll
switch partners and we'll keep switching until everyone had kissed everyone
else as both boy and girl.  Ten minutes would have gone by and we could
talk about what we had learned.  Give each other pointers, that sort of
thing."

   "Sure," I said.

   "We were fourteen.  Give me a break," Julie rejoined.  "Somebody else
suggested that we throw dice to determine who would be paired with whom for
the first round and who would play which role.  So we did that and then
figured who would play the role of the boy for each couple.  So round one
was me as the boy with Cathy, Krissy as the boy with Lynn, and Peggy as the
boy with Andrea.  Round two would be Lynn with me, Andrea with Krissy, and
Cathy with Peggy."

   "Do you really remember the order after all this time?" I asked.

   "No," Julie laughed.  "I'm just explaining how carefully we planned the
thing.  And we probably would never have really started but for the dares.
It was always the same dare.  I dare you to go through with this.  First
Cathy dared me so I kissed her for the required minute.  It was appropriate
that I played the boy since, as you know, I've never had much in the breast
department and when I was fourteen, my boobs were more in my mind's eye
than on my chest.  Cathy wasn't a whole lot more developed than me, but she
was curvier and I envied her cute butt.  Our kissing was sort of clinical
and lasted exactly 60 seconds.  We didn't really touch each other at all.
But it was French kissing.

   "Then Lynn dared Krissy to top that.  I think we were all surprised by
Krissy.  She was a member of the group, but almost always a follower, never
really taking the lead.  That night though, Krissy really went after Lynn
kissing her passionately and running her hands over Lynn's back and sides
and grinding their chests together.  Lynn moaned just as the 60 seconds
were up and the rest of us laughed.  She was flushed and just said, `Wow.'
Krissy said, `take that!' She was no less flushed."

   "So what did Andrea say to Peggy?" I asked.

   "Andrea had a bunch of brothers, so she was used to boy talk.  She dared
Peggy to try to get to second base with her.  Peggy asked, `well, will you
let me?' and Andrea replied, `if you're a good enough kisser.'

   "Peggy was the most athletic of us and in the best shape with really
spectacular legs.  Andrea had by far the biggest boobs - she was a c-cup by
her fourteenth birthday and her boobs just kept going.  By the time she
graduated high school, she was a double d, all natural thank you very much.


   "But on that night, Peggy pulled Andrea to her feet and the two of them
hugged.  She kissed Andrea softly, not really French kissing her at all. 
She ran her hands delicately over Andrea's face and through her hair. 
Andrea just followed along as Peggy sort of sidled behind her while kissing
her neck.  Peggy had Andrea facing the rest of us and she softly let her
hands run up the sides of Andrea's bosom and across to her nips.  Very
quickly, barely touching her, Peggy ran her hands back up to Andrea's face
and then down again to the sides of her breasts with Peggy's thumbs just
brushing Andrea's nipples, and then continued with her hands to her
stomach. Peggy was kissing Andrea's ear, nibbling at her ear lobe,
whispering something to her.  Andrea nodded and Peggy brought her hands up
to Andrea's boobs and lifted them a little as if judging their weight.  She
pinched Andrea's nipples, both at once, and then with her index fingers
made little circles around Andrea's areoles.

   "Andrea had her hands up to the back of Peggy's head and was
methodically mussing her hair while leaning back with her head trying to
find a way to kiss her.  Needless to say, Andrea's nipples were sticking
way out.  There was complete silence in the room as the four of us stared
in awe at the two of them.  Peggy started unbuttoning Andrea's nightie,
which was finally too much for Andrea who clasped one hand over her
threatened buttons and asked, `Isn't it time yet?'

   "Of course, I was the time keeper and they had gone on for over five
minutes.  I was way too absorbed watching them to pay any attention to the
clock.  `Yeah, time,' I said, and they both sat down with silly grins.

   ``That looked great,'" Krissy said.

   "`Awesome,' Lynn agreed.

   "`I dare everybody to match that,' Peggy challenged.

   "`Let's go all at once until somebody calls stop,' Cathy offered.

   "Maybe if we hadn't been such a competitive over-achieving type group,
the whole thing would have died off before that point," Julie mused to me.
"But the moon was right, the stars were in alignment, whatever - we just
went at each other like sailors getting into port.

   "I went right after Peggy and climbed into her lap and starting sucking
face like there was no tomorrow.  I sort of just grabbed her boobs and
started squeezing them.  `Two beautiful apples' I remember thinking.  It
wasn't long before we were subtly humping one another.  Things between
Peggy and me escalated a little further shortly after that as she grabbed
my ass and ground me into her groin.  When I came up for air, I did a quick
survey of the room and saw that everyone else was similarly involved.

   We kept on like that for some time.  If I'd known what it was, I'd have
realized immediately when Peggy started having an orgasm.  She wrapped
those athletic legs of hers around me and just sort of lost it. 
Truthfully, it scared me a little until I figured it out.  Then I just felt
proud.  `Hey, I can make somebody cum,' I thought to myself.  Peggy just
kept going, kissing me, feeling my little boobies and playing with their
nipples.  This was sending strong signals to my pussy, but it wasn't
putting me over.  Then Peggy released her leg hold on me and reached behind
my butt and put her fingers right on the split of my labia.  Before I even
knew what was happening, her hand slipped up and she was playing with my
clit through my nightie.  Some of the cotton of my nightie was getting
pushed into me and the fabric was giving me this extra set of sensations.
And that's when I had my first orgasm at the hands of another.  It was a
little one.  The earth didn't shake or anything.  But it was better than
the tentative little steps I'd taken towards masturbation.

   "When we had both recovered a little, I looked around.  I guess the
funny thing was that nobody was undressed.  We were all still in our
nighties as if that provided sufficient decorum for our adolescent
sensibilities.  This, despite the fact that the room reeked of pussy.  All
this time my back was to the door of the family room, so when I finally
looked that way as I rolled off of Peggy, I saw my stepbrother."

   "He was what?  Sixteen?" I asked.

   "Maybe seventeen," Julie said.  "Anyway, I gasped with enough emotion
that all the other girls looked at me and followed my horrified stare to
see my stepbrother at the door.  `Stop!' I said.  I'm not sure if that was
to the other girls or to Hank.

   "He was very cool," Julie continued.  "He just walked in like he owned
the place and sat down on the couch."

   "`Let me guess,' he said.  `You're all witches and this is how you
summon the dark prince.'

   "`Hank, get the hell out of here,' I said.  `Haven't you ever heard of
knocking?'

   "`On the family room door?  I don't think so.  So, what will you do for
me to keep me from telling your parents and maybe even the whole high
school about what I saw here tonight?'

   "The silence was complete for several seconds.  Suddenly, Krissy speaks
up.  `We were just practicing' she said.  `So we'd know what to do when we
went out on dates and stuff.'

   "Once again, Krissy surprised the hell out of me that night.  There she
was, taking on my stepbrother with all the cool of Debra Winger.  It was
neat.

   "`How are you going to know what to do if you're not practicing on
boys?' Hank continued.  Really, this situation had to be the adolescent
equivalent of winning the Super Bowl, so when I think about it, he was
really pretty reasonable."

   "That's a charitable view," I allowed.  "So then what?"

   "`It's better than nothing,' Krissy said." Julie continued.  "Then Peggy
said, `what do you want?' I think all of us were completely terrified but
at least none of us were crying."

   "`How about if I talk to you about sex from a man's point of view?' Hank
was being a little generous to himself saying he was a man, but none of us
objected.  `How `bout if I show you what an erect penis looks like, and how
a guy likes to have it played with.'

   "If any of us had been smart enough to object, I think Hank would have
just left.  But we weren't, and he had tapped into what we really wanted to
know anyway.  `And then you can see what it looks like when a guy cums,'
Hank continued.  `And you can taste it if you want.'

   "`I don't think so' said Lynn.  It wasn't clear to me whether she was
objecting to the tasting or to the whole proposition.  I, meantime, had
become completely mute."

   "Julie, weren't you freaked out?" I interjected.  "Why didn't you just
scream and send your brother packing?"

   "Stepbrother," Julie corrected.  "I don't know.  But we just kept going.


   "`Okay,' Cathy said.  `Show us your thing.'

   "`It's not a thing,' Hank instructed as he stood up, took off his pants
and his jockey shorts, and held his pride and joy out for us to see.  `It's
a prick, or cock, or penis.  And it looks like this.'

   "With that, Hank twisted his hips so that all the girls would get a good
view.  He was actually pretty well endowed, maybe seven inches or
something, and circumcised.  I think we all were a little in awe.  We'd
been babysitters and changed diapers, but Hank's erection was much larger
than anything I'd imagined.  Andrea spoke for at least me, and maybe all of
was when she said quietly, `There's no way that thing would fit in me.'"

   While Julie continued on with her story, I was thinking about my
hypnosis exercises.  Ever since Hank had entered the picture, I'd been
trying to will myself into the past like I had with Julie in the high rise.
It wasn't working at all, but I'd been erect for some time.  I pulled my
cock out and gave it a few encouraging strokes.

   Julie went on.  "So Hank motioned to me to sit beside him on the couch
and I did.  `Grab a hold of it gently,' he said, `and pull it up and down a
few times.'

   "`For god's sakes, she's your sister,' Cathy objected.  `Not really,'
Hank coolly replied.  `She's my Dad's wife's daughter.  We don't share any
blood or anything.'

   "In any case, Hank had my number because I really did want to feel an
erect penis so I tried to follow his directions.  The other girls gathered
around and watched.  He gave me little instructions, and I could feel him
grow stiffer in my hand.

   "A drop of Hank's pre-cum formed at the head of his cock.  `See?' he
said.  `That's a natural disinfectant.  It cleans the pathway of anything
left over from when I pee or whatever.' Krissy was right there watching. 
`What do you mean?' she asked.  `Doesn't it all come from the same place?'

   "Hank had somehow dropped into Mr.  Wizard mode.  He held the very tip
of his cock open and showed each of us in turn that there were two
channels. Peggy reached out and got a drip of pre- cum on her index finger.
She tasted it and reported, `it's not bad.'

   "`Okay,' said Hank to Peggy.  `That must mean it's your turn to jack me
off.' And he took her hand and wrapped it around his prick and showed her
how to bring him pleasure.

   "Cathy piped up.  `What's a blow job?' she said.  Hank was still in Mr.
Wizard mode and explained that it was when someone took a penis in his or
her mouth and sucked on it until the cum came out.  Cathy looked doubtful.
`Listen,' said Hank.  `It's an in between step.  Maybe at first you let a
guy feel one of your breasts through your dress.  Later maybe you let him
rub up against you through his pants.  Still later you jack him off like
I'm showing you now.  After that, maybe you let him finger you.  Finally
you have oral sex.  You give him a blow job.  He goes down on you.  And the
great thing is that all this is before having intercourse, leaves you a
virgin, and none of it can make you pregnant.'

   "Peggy had been jacking off Hank this whole time while he was talking
with Cathy.  `I'm going to cum soon,' he announced.

   "Peggy let go of his cock at once.  Hank started jacking himself. 
`Okay, here's the deal,' he said.  `I can't come on your nightgowns because
it leaves a stain and all our parents know what that stain is.' I think we
all nodded.

   "`So, I'm going to have to come on somebody," Hank continued.  `And the
rest of you are going to have to lick it off.'

   "`When I first saw what was going on in here,' Hank said, `Peggy was
rubbing Andrea's big beautiful breasts through her nightie.  Right?' We all
nodded.  `So here's the deal.  Peggy, you are going to sit on the floor
with your back leaning against the couch.  Andrea, you are going to take
off your nightgown and sit between Peggy's legs with your back to her, and
you're going to let Peggy hold your breasts again.  Let me see you get into
position.'

   "Sure enough, Hank moved out of the way and Peggy sat down as directed.
Andrea sat down between her legs, her nightie still on.  `Lynn and Krissy,'
Hank instructed, `you are going to kneel on either side of Andrea, When I
cum, I'm going to cum on Andrea's breasts, and the two of you are going to
lick up my cum and share it with the other girls by Frenching them.  Julie,
you are going to jack me off.  Cathy, you are going to be behind me and
hold onto my balls and very, very gently squeeze them.'

   "And we all did just like he said," Julie explained.  "Actually, it was
incredibly exciting.  I sat on the couch kneeling on my legs.  My
stepbrother signaled me with his eyes and the two of us lifted off Andrea's
nightgown leaving her dressed only in her practical white panties.  Her
tits were really gorgeous, flushed, nipples erect, more than a handful each
for Peggy.  Hank directed Peggy to hold Andrea's tits together and he knelt
in front of them.  Lynn and Krissy were on each side of Andrea.  Cathy lay
down behind Hank so that her head was under his prick.  She obviously
didn't want to miss out on the action.  Hank had me start to jack him off
with the head of his prick right on Andrea's breasts.  After a minute, he
stopped me and instructed Lynn and Krissy to kiss Andrea's boobs to make it
easier to slide his prick on the top of her cleavage.  He told them to use
a lot of saliva and they did.

   "The whole thing would never have worked without Andrea.  She was
moaning with her head back, eyes closed, and mouth wide open.  As Lynn and
Krissy started kissing her breasts, Andrea started to play with herself. 
Hank put a hand on the heads of Lynn and Krissy who knelt back and left him
a glistening cleavage.  I pulled the head of Hank's cock into Andrea's tit
valley and rubbed it around on the saliva left by Lynn and Krissy.  Cathy
reached up and nestled Hank's balls.  `Everyone has to start playing with
themselves now,' Hank ordered.  I know I didn't hesitate.  I think Peggy
was the only one who couldn't.  It was unbelievable to see my friends,
hands in their crotches, licking lips, squeezing tits.

   "I'd forgotten all about Hank who had taken over for himself.  `Andrea,'
he whispered, `open your eyes and look at me.' Whether she did or not, I
don't know, but shortly thereafter my stepbrother exploded a load of cum on
Andrea's boobs.  Three or four more jets followed in quick succession.  I
came from watching it.  Peggy brought one of her hands to her mouth to lick
off some of Hank's cum and offered her other hand to me.  I grabbed it and
sucked on her fingers.  The taste was like some odd condiment.  Krissy and
Lynn didn't have to be asked and leaned right in and started sucking Hank's
cum off of Andrea's tits.  That sent her over the top with a series of `oh
oh ohs' signaling the rest of us.

   "My stepbrother leaned over, took Cathy's hand off his nut sack and
lowered his hips and guided his prick straight into her mouth.  Cathy took
it in like a toddler with a teething ring.  I helped Peggy get off the
floor from behind Andrea and get up on the couch.  She had been a little
left out, I thought, so I pushed her back on the cushions, lay down beside
her and moved my hand under her nightie and straight to her pussy.  We
Frenched as I brought her off, this time pumping two fingers into her while
my thumb teased her clit.  When she came, she squeezed my hand so tightly
between her thighs, I was worried I'd have a claw instead of a hand.

   "There were several minutes of sighs and smiles, giggles and groans.  My
stepbrother got to his feet and helped Cathy up.  She grabbed him and
kissed him passionately.  She told me later that she'd saved his cum in her
mouth and passed it to him expecting him to be grossed out.  Instead, he
sucked it out of her mouth and then kissed her nose.  Hank came over to the
couch and rescued his pants and underwear.  He pulled them on and leaned
over to kiss me.  Without further ado, he left the family room.  I looked
at the clock and saw that it was five a.m.  I suggested that we all get in
our sleeping bags.  First though, I opened the french door to the back
terrace to let some cool and fresh air into the room.  Without saying much,
we all went to sleep.

   "About ten in the morning, my mother came in and roused us.  We all
showered, ate a light breakfast, and my friends all went home."

   I was spent.  I had come during the story when Hank had.  At that point,
Jack walked into his house and Julie made sure that I knew it right away.
Our conversation switched seamlessly to the what's new with you guys mode,
and I ended the call as quickly as I decently could.





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