Timestopper Begins Ch. 40

Pleasant to just pause and savour the moment; just so nice to be all 'worked up' and have a pretty girl like Nora 'prepared' for me, indeed perfectly presented! Just to stand there and stare, savour the moment and the feeling of being iron hard and able to do something very nice about it.

Nora looked fantastic. Fantastic and fucked! There was no mistaking the look - her pudenda engorged and a little creamy. It positively glistened with wetness and just drew my eyes to it. Nonetheless I still thought the framing of the green skirt most pleasing!

Up on the bed I manoeuvred between her legs and rubbed myself up and down her little compact sex. Unlike my visit to her a few days earlier it was all just so slippery on my knob and with absolutely no resistance to me just sliding in. Lovely! Beneath me a near naked girl, beside me a naked time frozen man still erect, still showing what he had just been doing and oblivious to the cuckoo who had crept in and was bouncing his 'eggs' against his wife,

Lovely, lovely slow fucking. As always, I did not need to hurry towards my third insemination of Nora but, of course, I did eventually come adding my contribution to Tim's work. Some pretty energetic thrusts I can tell you at the moments of release; really getting my stuff far up the girl!

A short rest and then back in the wardrobe. Despite the old JT hanging limp I was not minded to call it an evening and head home. I was interested to see whether Tim would roll over and drop into a post coital sleep and Cindy head off for her, as yet, untaken bath or whether something more might happen.

So nice to hear Nora go 'Oooh' as she reached the door and turn, bare breasted and with her long green skirt almost touching the floor.

"Oooh, dear, you have been a busy boy!"

"Huh?"

"I can feel you running all down my thighs."

Within the wardrobe I smiled. Well, not just Tim actually, if the truth be known...

"There'd better be more where that came from when I come back from my bath... or they'll be trouble."

Tim did not go to sleep but pottered about the bedroom. He even reached to open the wardrobe door which necessitated some time stopping and movement on my part. So I went and had a look at Nora lying in her bath and reading. A look at her and a bit of a feel actually. Soft and hot wet skin, all a bit slippery. Rather nice. Not enough to make me rise. Hardly possible yet!

Back in my hiding place in the wardrobe, with Tim now lying on the bed, I awaited developments. A very pink and perhaps a little damp Nora appeared at the bedroom door. This time completely naked but with one thigh advanced coyly a little ahead of the other but nonetheless her hairless slit visible: she did look rather seductive.

"Hallo, big boy, you know what I want!"

Fuck me! Tim was actually erecting. It could not be fifteen minutes since he had come and already he was pumping up. Inside the wardrobe I shook my head in disbelief. I could not do that - was not doing that!

And what did Nora want? No doubt a good fucking but first it became clear pretty quickly that she wanted a good tonguing. So nice seeing her moving with an exaggerated roll to her hips over to the bed; lie herself down and reach up with her hands to grasp the headboard and then completely spread her legs - spread-eagled indeed! Naked, open and stretched out. Tim, his erection firm and bouncing, moved into position with his head between her thighs.

Of course I could not really see what Tim was doing but I could clearly see Nora's face as Tim worked her. The gasps of pleasure, the grimaces, the eyes going tight shut and the mouth opening and closing with the tongue sometimes pushing out. Her gripping the headboard. Was she imagining herself tied and helpless as she was stimulated? It would have been fun to have worked in concert with Tim on a really tied up Nora! Finishing of course with a shared fuck - a few strokes for Tim, a few strokes for me and then swopping again as Nora writhed at the sensory onslaught.

As it was, I could actually have done nothing to help with the fucking. Tim seemingly was fully capable - I could see it hanging there - but I was most certainly not. Nothing of the sort. TSM was all limp! Something needed to be done and that needed to be one of my mid coital recharging walks. Should I dress or go out as I was?

It was a warm night and I stepped out of Nora's front door stark naked but for a pair of trainers. Walking along the pavement I recalled that very first day of my time stopping when I had stepped out of my front door into a time frozen world and how strange it had all been to me. It was still strange, but a world I knew and was comfortable with, A world when only I existed between one second and the next. A splinter of time which could go on for as long as I liked.

Ahead of me I could see the lights of a public house. It was near closing time and would probably be full and loud with the raised voices of customers and perhaps even the juke box blaring - but not for me. All would be quiet. In time, if I was to walk in naked there probably would be a sudden stunned silence but out of time silence was guaranteed.

The pub was busy enough. I walked up to the bar and ordered a glass of beer and luckily for me the bar maid was already pouring a round so I just took a glass.

"Thanks," I said and looked around for somewhere to sit. There seemed to be a free chair at a table with three girls sitting and chatting. Actually there were a couple of other spare chairs but, frankly, I preferred to sit with the girls.

"May I?" I took their silence as affirmative.

"Pleasantly restorative after a fuck," I said as I took a sip of my beer, "Or at least it needs to be. I've got to go and do it all over again. Same girl too!" I sat there imagining a rather ridiculous girl chatter:

"It is so difficult for you men isn't it?"

"Isn't it just. I mean all we women have to do is lie back and enjoy it whereas the men have to push all that blood into their penises and then do all that pushing and pulling."

"Oooh, I love a good erection."

"So do I. Big and stiff. Makes me go wet just thinking about it."

"I think it's wonderful to watch an erection happening. The little willie lying there and then it stirs and starts to swing round and then it just pumps up.

"Up and up!

"Bigger and bigger!"

"Love the way the foreskin retracts."

"Oooh yes! Makes me shiver just to think of it. A penis undressing itself to fuck. So sexy."

"Or to suck?" I interjected.

A chorus of yesses!

"I just so like having one in my mouth; so big and smooth and rounded."

"A great big nipple?" I ventured.

"Man milk!" In unison.

"So lovely to take but then down the thing goes. Poor little erection. No use then for a fuck"

"We need men not a man in the bedroom!"

"It is difficult for men. So important to get it up. We should help this nice young man get erect so he can walk proudly out of the pub and go and fuck the girl."

"He has got a nice willie hasn't he?"

"I bet it gets really big."

"I wouldn't half mind sucking that."

"Nor me.

"Why don't you come with us instead. Different girl - different girls!

An amusing little conversation to imagine. Hardly likely and what would everyone else said about a naked man in the pub. Perhaps in a very English way everyone else would have just ignored me and pretended I was not there! It would have been interesting and amusing to see the reaction of everyone if I had undressed the girls out of time and the pub suddenly finding a whole table of nudity. The girls so shocked and not knowing what had happened or who I was; the pub in uproar perhaps at the sight and only me sitting there calmly as if everything was normal. Not, though, the sort of thing I could now do with the Three Laws. Subtlety and discreetness the order of the day. Even if I had wanted to play some trick on the girls in time I simply could not. I had left Nora's front door ajar and my clothes and, importantly, keys to her house and mine left hidden inside. It would not be good for Tim to come down and close the door and leave me rather stranded. A spare key was no longer with my neighbours. Cindy and Carson had gone.

Despite the pleasing proximity of the young girls I sat for quite a time reading a borrowed newspaper. Finally finishing it, I returned it to its owner and placed my now empty glass behind the bar to be washed. On the bar a missing pint. Would anyone notice it suddenly seeming to disappear or would the bar maid simply be puzzled to find she had not pulled enough pints? It did not really offend the Second Law. I would not be there, from everyone's perspective I had never been there, the disappearance did not really leave any discernible trace leading to me. I would, of course, have to return and pay for it. I had never used by ability for stealing. Crikey - what sort of person do you think I am?

"Well girls, shall we see if we can get it up now?"

The idea of these three girls attentively trying that was actually rather exciting. Perhaps not so much in a public house with everyone watching but more privately. Instead going back to one of their homes with them and the girls not only making coffee but, still dressed, using their hands to erect me. Rather a nice idea chatting away with three pretty girls, drinking coffee whilst naked and, importantly erect. The girls so evidently enjoying my nakedness and visible arousal. The occasional use of fingertips to maintain my firmness or, better, trying verbally to ensure I stayed hard. Each trying to outdo each other in what they were prepared to do, revealing fantasies and experience. Perhaps being shown around the flat but only me naked. My proud erection going before me.

Of course in my fantasy they would all be naked later on, perhaps lined up on the settee with bottoms sticking out and me working to and fro down the row! But the thought of them taking me home and erecting me had been quite enough, It was hardly necessary for me to delve into their blouses and inspect their breasts but leaning across and with my penis pleasingly erect I did do just that. A pleasant variation in shape and sizes!

"Thank you girls," I said loudly so everyone could hear, "thank you for erecting me. Thank you for the grope. Very kind." I turned so the whole pub could see how well they had done. A display and a half - had of course everyone not been frozen in time. A strange feeling pushing through the pub door and out into the street sporting my erection!

Of course it did not hold up all the way back to Nora's. A shame erections are not so easily sustained. It does feel so manly... perhaps because it is!

Nora and Tim were exactly as I had left them - of course. Nora spread-eagled on the bed, Tim on his knees with his head right down between her thighs. It was an unusual view of Tim and not one he, no doubt, intended others to have. His upstanding bottom spread and with his arse hole so exposed, beneath it his testes hanging and forward of that his remarkably firm erection. Had I been 'into' bottoms then I could have lubed his up nicely and worked my way in right until our balls touched. Crumbs, he wouldn't half have got a shock had I restarted time! But there were two reasons that was not going to happen. Firstly I was not 'into' male bottoms either in theory or practice and, more importantly, it would break my Second Law! Perhaps if one day I caught Tim doing that to Nora I would share in doing that - not, you appreciate, do I mean by that, spearing Tim as he speared Nora! More a sharing in Nora's bottom.

I retreated into the wardrobe to watch developments.

Tim did not hurry at all. Nora received all the oral attention she could possibly want. So lovely to watch her squirm, see the delighted expressions her face made, but not once even as she shuddered in evident orgasm did her hands leave holding onto the headboard. I rather thought there might have been tying up games in the past which promised well in the future - for me. Perhaps, just perhaps if Tim left Nora for just a little while bound, exposed and importantly even blindfolded I could fuck her in real time. It was just the sort of thing I had done in the past but with rather less concern. I would now have to be so sure Tim really was out of the way downstairs; that I had enough time to effect both entry and departure without Nora suspecting I was not Tim; that there was no chance she would hear Tim returning whilst I was at work and think there was an intruder in the house, yet I would have to be all ears for Tim returning!

But it might all happen just perfectly. Tim might say he was going to leave her tied up and gagged for a bit and not only carefully insert a vibrator into the bound Nora but place ear muffs over her ears leaving her in almost total sensory deprivation. Blindfolded, gagged and unable to hear; the only taste the cotton handkerchief in her mouth but her sense of touch almost on overload from the buzzing vibrator until, of course, having checked Tim was reading a newspaper or something downstairs, I increased the overload with the vibrator being extracted and the real thing inserted. Perhaps she might struggle against me play acting the idea of Tim being an unwelcome ravisher - without any realisation that I was indeed just that!

Perhaps even I could risk coming! Given Tim's evidently remarkably short refraction period she might not be surprised when, a few minutes later, he pushed in all erect 'again.' Perhaps so used to his, no doubt, so welcome ability, Nora might well not even comment upon it later. Was that risk compatible with the Second Law? Would the risk be sufficiently low to permit me to treat actually fucking Nora in time. indeed actually coming in Nora in real time, as 'leaving no discernible trace' of my actions or 'causing anyone else to suspect' my abilities? Would the risk of upsetting the couple be similarly too low to offend the First Law, the one about not upsetting people? If so I would be permitted under the Third Law to enjoy Nora 'to the full!'

Well, that was speculation and a possible future imaginary scenario based on numerous assumptions. The reality was I was pleasantly enjoying playing the Peeping Tom with the certainty of further out of time sex of one type or another.

A swopping over of the participants. This time Tom lying down and clasping the headboard with Nora now leaning forward to orally pleasure her husband. Such a nice, 'Mmmm,' from her as she sucked him in. It is so nice when the girls appreciate the real pleasure there must be in cock sucking. I mean, I'm not a girl but... Of course there is the pleasure of soft female breasts, to gaze upon, fondle, jiggle and nibble - they are quite something - but, surely, so too must be the pleasure to be had from the manly appendage. Wonderful just soft, I would have thought, but when it erects... Such a big thing to get your lips around. Yet, some girls will just not suck let alone accept the semen and swallow. It is a funny old world.

And just so wonderful for me, Nora leaning forward and displaying all her intimate charms. Her bottom, her so much more rounded bottom, up in the air just as Tim's had been. Dare I stop time and come forward and kneel with my knees either side of the prone Tim's feet and enter? Nora would feel the dilation afterwards when time restarted but surely she would just think that sexual excitement. Perhaps a new feeling, a sudden dilation, but most certainly she would not put it down to a naked time stopper having come out of her wardrobe and fucked her leaving her vagina moulding the shape of his penis. Hardly! Naked time stoppers are not the thing which comes to mind when unusual things happen!

I dared. Nora frozen as she leant forward, her mouth almost wholly absorbing her husband's cock leaving her bottom so up in the air, her shaven pudenda so exposed for me. I was up on the bed with my hands on her hips in no time, held myself and just pushed and slipped in. Within a trice Nora had one erection inserted at each end. What could really have been better for her? The so pleasant feel of a fine man pushing away steadily at her as she sucked and slurped on another man's erection. Alas, for her, she had no idea another man was fucking her; would be completely unaware - and of course that was how it would remain!

A pleasant time for me holding those hips and rocking to and fro, sliding really easily inside Nora as I worked myself up. So moist, so really wet, so slippery and liquid - Tim had really got her to peak condition. Would she really notice if I let myself go and added to the liquidity? Perhaps not if I released as far into her as I could go. So tempting as I rocked to and fro - and so easy to go that little bit too far and do!

But I had the necessary iron will and self restraint to put off instant gratification for the longer pleasure. I pulled out: not to ejaculate over Nora's bottom - nice thought that would have been - but to move backwards and into the wardrobe once more to watch what happened next. Certainly the possibility was she would simply take Tim orally but I rather hoped for some more fucking to watchBefore I restarted time I could see the couple in exactly the same place as when I had stepped from the wardrobe: the difference being the shape of Nora's vagina. It had been obvious before but now it was somewhat of a gaping orifice; a dark and wet tunnel leading into her body; by no means perfectly round but tri-lobed a little like the pattern of a three leafed clover! The Corpus Spongiosum giving the shape; perhaps particularly noticeable with my own penis. An inviting tunnel certainly and one so exactly fitting me - like a glove!

With time reflowing I watched the tunnel contract accompanied by a delightful wiggle of the hips; almost sufficient to have me out of the wardrobe and finishing the job!

"Fuck me, big boy!" Or something like that. Her mouth was a little full as she spoke.

Nora's hand reached and she held the erection as she moved her knees up her husband's body until, straddling him, she impaled herself; pushing Tim's erection up where I had so recently been. Up and down she rode; repeating the movement I had been making; riding the 'cow poke' in cowgirl fashion.

Slightly surprising they had engaged in coitus not that many minutes before. It had seemed like a normal thing to them. Perhaps long experience had taught her to 'milk' her husband early on, almost in foreplay, in order to get a more sustained fuck later because certainly Tim held off well. Better than I could have done but there again he had had a far shorter time since ejaculation than I had had - he had not nipped out to the pub for a 'swift half' (OK, I had had a pint!).

It was a long fuck but it reached its conclusion - or conclusions!

"Oh yes, oh yes, oh YES!" From Nora and she was off. But even that did not set Tim off. Nora kept riding as her evident orgasm washed over her and away. "Come on, big boy, you come and fill me now!"

From my vantage point I could actually see his scrotum tighten - I really could. He was about to come and if I timed it right then...

A sudden cessation of movement and once more a naked and erect man stepped from the wardrobe.

I had not touched my penis but the excitement of watching had kept it hard.

I had caught Tim, or rather Nora, so on the outstroke. It had been her doing the work; not Tim. Nora had been bouncing up and down on his pole for some minutes; had been using his full length; no doubt so enjoying the long slide but she was risking disconnection. I mean, it does happen, doesn't it? You are merrily fucking away, the two of you going like a piston in its housing, when you or she pulls a little too far and the 'piston' is unseated and suddenly forced against soft but unyielding flesh or at, or even 'in,' the wrong hole resulting in a terrific squeak from the girl! Tim, now primed, and about to cum would suddenly, if he slipped out, feel the loss of the lovely warm wet sheath, a loss of stimulation at just the wrong moment as he spurted white stuff all over the place.