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 TITLE: The Time Jumper's Daughters
PART: 1 of 7
AUTHOR: Big Al
KEYWORDS: Mgg Mg rom cons impreg ped ScFi piv size
SUMMARY: Lee Clark, a time traveler, finds a far future rather different
than what he expects.  Written as a story trade for GeorgeGlass on Hentai
Foundry.  Father-daughter incest will feature heavily in this story.
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   A slight pop of displaced air greeted his ears as Lee Clark appeared in
a brand new world.  Okay, so it was still Earth, but every time he jumped
through the 4th dimension, it was a whole new plethora of sensations and
experiences for him.  The tall 40-year-old man looked around expectantly.
   Hmm...so much for the Jetsons.  Despite being 500 years in the future -
his unfailing temporal intuition told him it was A.D.  2556, August - there
weren't any signs of futuristic civilization around him.  Instead, the sky
was murky, the blue mottled to vaporous shades of violet through which the
sun shone weakly.  All around him was a dead forest - petrified trunks
standing as silent witnesses to the aftermath of some catastrophe that had
struck this part of the world.
   Well, there was no immediate danger at any rate; Lee unfroze time, and
felt the refreshing breeze on his face.  He'd developed a habit of always
freezing time during his jumps, ever since he'd appeared in heavy traffic
and gotten run over.  He'd been lucky enough to retain consciousness and
reverse his personal timeline, undoing the damage, but it had taught him a
great deal of caution.
   His lungs heaved; the air was thinner here.  Was he in some kind of
elevation?  But he saw mountains around, looming far higher than his
altitude - whoa.  That mountain there looked...  well, it looked like the
peak had been sheared off.  Something was very wrong here.  He was pretty
sure 'here' was somewhere on the North American continent, so he couldn't
chalk it up to some exotic global locale he'd never experienced.
   The air was thin, the sky was murky and dim, scant hardy vegetation
persisted in the dead forest around him - and that's when Lee noticed the
other thing.
   It was silent.
   Save for his harsh breathing in the thinner air, there were no sounds
here.  The ever-present buzzing of insects in nature, or singing birds, was
not present.  Troubled, Lee picked a random direction, and began walking.
He passed out of the dead forest soon enough, but there was still very
little vegetation.  Other than those hardy mosses and grasses and such,
there were no signs of life.
   Lee stumbled upon a road eventually, a paved asphalt street, that was
cracked from age and disuse.  All roads might not lead to Rome anymore, but
they surely led somewhere.  He was gradually getting accustomed to the
thinner air, but his breathing was still an audible huff as he followed the
road.
   When he rounded a curve, he was shocked to see none other than the ruins
of a city.  A skyline of girder-skeletons provided a backdrop to ruined
buildings.  The rusted shells of cars were about, but it looked as though
most of them had been completely stripped.
   Lee was torn.  On the one hand, he was desperately curious to know what
this city was and what had happened to it, but on the other, his caution
warned him against it.  What if there were still dangers here, whatever
dangers had felled this city?
   After several moments of internal debate, he reluctantly turned away,
and followed the first road away from the ruined city.  The sun - a weakly
glowing bulb in the sky that gave little warmth - had risen to its zenith
by the time he came to a waterfall.  The rushing of the water was very
pleasing after the utter silence of the world, so he stopped to rest here
and listen.
   "You there!  Hello!"
   The suddenness of a voice calling him startled him very badly, and he
jumped to his feet.  Looking all around, he espied a woman standing on the
promontory at the top of the waterfall, waving excitedly at him.
   "Hello!" he called back in a friendly manner, waving.  Life at last! 
And maybe she could tell him what had happened here.
   "Come up here!" the woman called, gesturing along the side of the hill
that led up to the promontory atop the waterfall.  He yelled back an
assent, and went around the pool, into which the waterfall pounded, to
climb up the hill to the woman.  As he surmounted the promontory, he got a
good look at the woman.
   She was an older woman, perhaps in her 50s, and her face was leathery
and wrinkled.  Her long white hair was mostly bound in a loose bun.  She
was clad all in denim, a shirt and trousers that seemed not to fit, and
which bore several patches.  She was beaming at him with a mixture of
astonishment and joy.  "It can't be!  It is!" she exclaimed, cutting off
his questions.  "A man!  Come in, come in!"
   She went into a cave, out of which the river came that turned into the
waterfall, and Lee followed, curious.  The light grew dimmer as the mouth
of the cave grew further behind, but then they rounded a corner, and Lee
saw an encampment within a large cavern.  The river formed a second
waterfall here, spilling out of a crevice in the cavern wall to form a pond
here, before flowing out of the cave to the other waterfall he'd seen
first.
   Structures of wood and metal formed walls and doors in a haphazard
fashion, but they looked in ill repair.  Bulbs were strung along the wall,
several of them burnt out, but most still giving forth good light; they
appeared to be one of the 'forever' designs, that theoretically could last
decades or centuries.  A functional hydrogenerator was under the waterfall,
humming as it made electricity from the motion of the water.
   Two pairs of eyes peeked over an aluminum wall at them, and as Lee
glanced at them, he heard a giggle as the heads disappeared out of sight.
"Come out, girls," the woman called, and Lee saw two young girls, also all
clad in denim, with long brown hair in ponytails, emerge, holding hands. 
One clearly older than the other, perhaps in her preteen years, smiled
shyly, tucking a curl of hair behind her ear.  The other, younger, one
regarded him with open interest, eyes wide with curiosity.
   "Who's that?" the younger girl asked.
   "This," the older woman proclaimed, "is a man!" Now she turned to him
and addressed him.  "I'm Lettie, these are my granddaughters, Karen--"
   "She's 11," the younger one supplied helpfully.
   "--and Rachel."
   "I'm 8!" Rachel added proudly.
   Lee smiled at her.  He had three daughters of his own, and got along
famously with them.  "Good to meet you, ladies," he said.  "I'm Lee.  Um...
what happened here?"
   Lettie's smile drooped slightly.  "We're the last ones in this camp. 
Everyone else is...  gone."
   "Dead," Rachel clarified.  Karen shushed her.
   "Some kind of attack?" Lee wondered, looking all around them.
   Lettie managed a chuckle.  "Not since the aliens 400 years ago.  No,
their mother died in childbirth, and their father...  well, my son was
sickly, just like my brother.  But he did his duty and sired offspring
before he passed, just as my brother did with me.  We don't have medicine
anymore, and it's so hard to grow herbs with that cursed sun."
   "...aliens?" Lee hadn't registered much beyond that point.
   "Right, the chronans." Seeing his blank look, Lettie frowned.  "You
don't know?  Where are you from?"
   "Far away," he said.  "I've just been wandering.  Don't know anything
about aliens."
   "Chronans," Rachel interjected.  Karen giggled this time instead of
shushing her.
   "Well, I'm glad you wandered into us," Lettie said.  "We've needed a man
for a long time."
   "But what about these aliens?" he asked.
   "Chronans," Rachel repeated.
   "Okay, these chronans," he chuckled.  Rachel beamed at him.
   "They dropped out of the sky, four hundred years ago," Lettie said. 
"Like demons, far stronger and faster and smarter than us mere mortals. 
They set the sky on fire and poisoned the soil and cursed the towns.  Wiped
out large portions of humanity.  They took slaves and treasures, and then
left for whatever hell they came from, leaving us to rot.  It's next to
impossible to grow food now...we get by on peat moss." She gestured to the
plentiful cave moss along boulders and the cavern wall.
   Lee frowned.  The woman and girls did seem skinny, but at least they
didn't seem malnourished.  "And you're telling me...  all the animals and
plants and humans died out?"
   "Most of us," Lettie nodded.  "The chronans plundered our resources and
technology, we had nothing left with which to rebuild." She looked down at
the ground.  Lee put a comforting hand on her shoulder.  She perked up and
smiled at him.  "But now we have you!"
   "Um." Lee paused.  He was going to disappear back to his own time, he
couldn't stay here...  could he?  "What do you need me for?"
   "Children, of course!" Lettie beamed.  Karen blushed and giggled.
   "She means to fuck us," Rachel clarified.
   "Language, young lady," Lettie rebuked her, and Rachel stuck out her
tongue.
   Lee goggled.  She wanted him to breed her granddaughters?  The logic
made sense, but...  He looked at the two girls, really looked at them, and
noticed their thighs rubbing together as they looked at him.  And they were
pretty!  Cute adorable faces, tight little butts, and Karen had small bumps
on her chest pushing out her denim shirt.
   "Do you want me to?" he asked them.
   "Yes!" Rachel said fervently, and Karen blushed again, giggling and
nodding.  The 11-year-old girl's eyes were glued to the crotch of his
jeans, which were sporting a prominent bulge now.  Lee had always been
attractive to females of every age, but he hadn't fucked an 11-year-old
girl since he himself was 13, and had never fucked an 8-year-old.  Hell,
his youngest daughter was 8 herself.
   But he couldn't deny the anticipation and lust in Rachel's young eyes,
nor in Karen's.  "Okay," he said.
   "Yay!" The girls cheered, and Lettie looked relieved.  Their camp would
survive another generation.  She pointed him to a tented enclosure with
thick blankets and pillows on the ground, and ushered Lee and his two new
lovers into it, letting a fur hide flap fall over the entrance.
   "Have fun," the older woman chuckled, and her footsteps faded as she
left the cave, leaving them to their tryst.
   It was dim in the bedroom - if one could truly call it a room, or the
pile of blankets a bed - but Karen turned on a bulb, and illumination
flooded it, revealing that Rachel had already shucked her denim overalls
and was pulling off her cotton panties.  "Come on, slowpokes!" she teased
them, showing him her body shamelessly.
   Lee was overcome with her soft beauty.  Despite her young age, her tits
were just beginning to swell, and were stemmed with tiny pink nipples that
were obviously hard.  A little trickle of juice ran down her inner thigh.
The girl blushed uncharacteristically at his appraisal.  "Do you think I'm
pretty?" she asked, the first time he'd heard any shyness in her voice.
   "I think you're beautiful," he said warmly, and meant it.  His cock was
achingly hard, straining to burst free of his jeans.
   "What about Karen?" Rachel asked, and Lee turned to see Karen's overalls
half shed, baring her succulent little preteen tits, which were like little
pears.  The 11-year-old girl flushed, partly with embarrassment, but also
with heat and desire, and it spread to her boobs.
   "Yes," Lee said.  "Both of you are gorgeous little girls, and I am a
very lucky man."
   "Yes, you are," Karen said, flashing her white teeth at him, and then
blushing at her own boldness.
   Lee chuckled, and ran his broad hand lightly along her shoulder and arm.
Karen shivered slightly, tingles of lust running through her young preteen
form, and she let her overalls fall completely to her feet, revealing a
moist young cuntlet framed with wispy down.
   "Now you," Rachel demanded, boldly grabbing his erection through his
jeans.  Lee groaned with pleasure, and the girls giggled at the deep
masculine sound.  "Wow, you feel big!" she exclaimed, feeling his huge
size.
   "Well then let's get his clothes off him already," Karen urged her.
   "Okay, you unbutton his shirt," Rachel ordered as she began fumbling
with the fastenings on his jeans.
   Lee was more than happy to let the two horny little girls undress him,
and watched Karen's cute expression of concentration, her lower lip tucked
lightly between her teeth as she undid the buttons of his shirt, revealing
his hairy muscular chest.
   "Wow!" Rachel said again, distracted from her task by his unveiled
torso. "Gran told us guys had hair on their chests, but I didn't believe
her!"
   "I like it," Karen murmured, running her hot little fingers through the
growth.
   Lee grinned.  "I'm glad to hear that.  I've got a bunch more down
there," he warned them as Rachel pulled down his zipper.  His released
erection sprang out at them, splattering them with strands of hot gooey
precum, a monster cock nearly a foot and a half in length, and as thick
around as a coke can.
   The girls tittered when they saw it.  "Wow!" Rachel enthused.
   "Will it fit inside our pussies?" Karen wondered, her eyes alight with
desire.  Lee grinned; once upon a time, he'd have wondered the same thing.
But ever since he had started fucking girls as a horny preteen lad, he'd
discovered that somehow his giant cock always fit inside female fucktunnels
without any trouble.
   "It better!" Rachel said.  "I can't wait to try!" She fixed Lee with
liquid brown eyes glazed in desire.  "Fuck me, Lee!  Knock me up!" Lee's
huge dick throbbed at her lewd words, his 16 inches of meat lurching and
spewing precum everywhere.  Karen gasped lustily as it splattered along her
sensitive little pear-shaped tits.
   Rachel lay back on the blankets and spread her legs as wide as she
could, pulling up on her own ankles.  Her tight puffy nether lips parted
slightly, strands of her dew connecting them, with more juice trickling
down along her ass crack and teasing her bumhole.  Her little body was
trembling with the strength of her longing, and Lee couldn't deny her.
   He hitched his knees into her inner thighs, spreading her legs apart
wider and wrenching a lusty moan from her.  Karen helpfully guided his
bloated knob to touch against Rachel's tiny cuntlet, her own fingers
trembling with horniness at the intimate touch.  Rachel's twat quivered
upon his knob, lubricating it with her juices as he began to press forward.
   His impossibly large cock split Rachel's plump little nether lips like a
ripe fruit, spearing her as he sank into her, her soft wet heat clenching
greedily on him.  The little 8-year-old girl's back arched with the
intensity of her virginal pleasure as Lee impaled her.  Her fucktunnel was
spread incredibly wide by his thickness, and she tossed her head back and
forth with the euphoria of it.  As Lee's knob touched her cervix, she cried
out, a powerful orgasm tearing through her little body.  Her cervix dilated
open like a flower as he pushed further, and his knob popped into her tiny
fertile womb, deforming it around his mass as his bloated nutsacks
squelched wetly into her soft little ass.
   "Wow!" Karen murmured, awestruck.  "You got it all inside you, Rachel!"
Rachel didn't register her sister's words, conscious only of her ecstasy,
thrashing on the gigantic fucktool that impaled her.  Then Lee began
fucking her, his hips smacking lewdly into her thighs as he rutted her, a
huge-cocked alpha male rutting his 8-year-old bitch in heat.
   Rachel loved it, hollering her obscene delight in breathless
incoherence. Karen touched her clit as she watched, getting incredibly
turned on, her eyes watching their conjoined forms: the incoherent rapture
on her little sister's face; the concentration of intense desire and
pleasure on Lee's visage; and his massive delicious cock pounding in and
out of Rachel's incredibly stretched little cunny.
   The 8-year-old was already convulsing with mind-shattering climax, but
it was several minutes of nonstop piledriving before Lee's own climax
caught in his throat as a guttering groan, his fat balls tightened, and he
planted his hips into Rachel's one more time.  His enormous dick lurched
wildly inside Rachel's cunt, spewing forth a geyser of jizz directly inside
the young girl's virgin womb and seeding her eggs with potent, virile baby
batter.
   At the incredible sensations, Rachel completely lost her voice, able
only to pant breathlessly in sheer bliss as she felt Lee breeding her. 
When he finally pumped his last, he half-collapsed onto Rachel's sweaty,
ravished little body, panting for breath, clutching the young girl's hot
young form to his chest as she purred in utter ecstasy.
   "Do that to me!" Karen demanded.
   ...It was a long time before the shrill screams, of two little girls
experiencing mind-blowing orgasms over and over, quieted down.  Lettie was
utterly astonished, yet glad for her grand-daughters to have found such a
capable lover; she'd been able to hear their continuous climactic cries
even outside the cave.  When the ecstatic yells died down, she'd come back
into the cavern, to hear Lee singing lullabies in a deep baritone.  Her
heart warmed to hear it.  What a man this man was.
   A while after even the lullabies ended, Lettie peeked into the bedroom.
All three lovers were under a blanket, Karen and Rachel snuggled up to
Lee's sides, sleeping peacefully with his arms around them.  Lee was still
awake, and caught Lettie's eye, smiling.  She smiled back and whispered
that she was going to sleep, at which Lee nodded.
   Lee was deep in thought after Lettie went to bed.  He had bred these two
girls, ensured another generation of humanity...but what then?  They were
short on supplies, on food, on medicine, even lacking things like toys or
books for the most part.  He turned this over and over in his mind, deep
into the night...
   Rachel woke up first, yawning as she rubbed sleep from her eyes.  Lee
was snoring peacefully next to her, his arm still around her, and she
purred happily.  Her older sister was also sleeping.  Rachel slinked out
from under Lee's arm and pulled on her panties and overalls, before
stepping outside the bedroom -- and stopping short in utter shock.
   Rachel's shout of surprise roused Lettie and Karen, and they came out of
their respective enclosures to see a large pile of objects in the center of
the cavern.  "Where did this come from?" Karen asked.
   "I dunno," Rachel said, "it was here when I woke up."
   Lettie was rummaging through the items, her expression equal parts
astonishment and delight.  "Food...  medicine...clothing - in exactly your
sizes!" There were also toys and teddy bears, batteries and bulbs, all
manner of supplies, in plenitude.
   Lee came out of the bedroom then, shirtless, and grinned broadly to see
the sight.  "Wow!" he said.  "Where did all this come from?"
   Lettie shot him a searching look as Karen said, "We don't know!  Isn't
it amazing?"
   "We have been blessed beyond blessing," Lettie said.  "First, a man,
now...  all these gifts."
   "Like Santa Claus?" Lee suggested.
   "What's that?" Rachel asked, and Lee laughed, telling the girls all
about Santa Claus and Christmas, as they sat on his knees.  Lettie watched
them together as she sorted the supplies, smiling; her grand-daughters were
clearly besotted.  Granted, this was the only male they'd ever met; but Lee
was obviously special, even to a woman who had known several males before
they'd died.
   The day passed in merriment, as Lee and the females replaced bulbs,
cooked food, and otherwise engaged themselves with their new bounty. 
Rachel and Karen pestered Lee for more stories, and he told them all kinds
of fairy tales that delighted their little hearts no end.  He had quite a
repertoire, having raised three daughters on them.
   That evening, when Karen and Rachel were bathing in the river, Lettie
came up to Lee.  "You had something to do with this," she said, her meaning
clear.
   He smiled innocently.  He had traveled back and forth between his
present time and this future, several times last night, bringing the
supplies.  He could only bring what he wore, and a few handheld objects,
with him when he time-traveled - a long way from not being able to bring
even his clothing, as when he was a small child - and so had made dozens of
trips, before snuggling back with the girls and falling asleep.
   "How could I have gotten all this?" he said.
   "I don't know," Lettie said.  "But you did.  Thank you." She squeezed
his shoulder.  "I've never heard the girls laugh so much in a long time."
   After their baths, the little girls begged Lee to fuck them again, and
he did, gladly, despite Lettie's resigned protestation that the sex would
negate the cleansing of their baths.  Hours later, the girls were so
exhausted from their dozens of incredible orgasms, that they fell into deep
slumber, curling up against their baby daddy's sides.  Lee dozed for a
while himself, before stirring in the middle of the night.
   Thoughtful, he got up - carefully disentangling himself from the sisters
so as not to disturb them - and dressed, walking out of the cave to stand
on the promontory atop the waterfall.  There was a full moon, but it was
very dim.  He couldn't see the stars for the murk in the atmosphere.
   He turned over the thoughts floating in his mind.  He couldn't stay here
of course...but he could visit, and keep the girls and their grandmother
supplied.  He could bring knowledge and education as well, help them to
rebuild civilization maybe.
   "Lee Clark!"
   His thoughts were interrupted when a high-pitched voice rang out through
the night, jolting Lee out of his reverie.  The voice wasn't Lettie's,
Karen's, or Rachel's, and it didn't come from within the cave.  He turned
to look at a figure halfway up the hill-
   And time stopped.
   Now, for Lee, this expression was usually literal, given his inborn
time-traveling and -manipulation abilities.  But not this time.  His heart
thudded in his ears, his breath grew short, his pulse quickened.  The
figure calling him was a girl.  A heartbreakingly beautiful little girl,
who looked a little younger even than Rachel, but had large round boobs
pushing her blouse out from her slim chest.  Her face was angelic, baby
blue eyes and a button nose over plush little pink lips.  Long golden locks
spilled down her back to her thighs.
   And Lee fell in love.  He'd never been in love before, much less
believed in love at first sight.  But here, now, it was happening to him.
Her fresh natural scent was intoxicating, making his head light, and her
presence lifted him into the clouds.
   The girl's lips were parted, her eyes dilated, as she beheld him.  She
too had fallen deeply in love with this older man.  Recovering herself
before he did, she grinned and skipped up the hill to him, embracing him
fiercely, her arms wrapped around his waist.  Thunderbolts shot up his
spine at the intimate warmth of her body pressed against his, and he
wrapped his arms about her, gathering her to him.
   When she pulled back, her hands still on his waist and his on her
shoulders, she looked up at him, eyes practically glowing in the faint
moonlight.  They came together, Lee leaning down and the girl standing on
tiptoe, till their lips met.  Electricity fired through the man's nerves at
the touch of her soft moist mouth on his, and his heart soared as he heard
a little moan murmur from the girl's throat.
   Their kiss lasted an eternity, but even eternity must end, and they
eventually pulled apart.  Memory belatedly peered through the fog of Lee's
love-drunk mind, and he realized that she already knew who he was.  "Who
are you?" he asked.  "How do you know me?"
   Her softly radiant smile weakened his knees.  "I'm Celia.  I know you
because I'm with CRF."
   He goggled.  "The Central Response Force?" They had only contacted him
once, 14 years ago - well, 514 years before this future time - and he'd
never heard of them before or since.
   She nodded; he was hypnotized by the motion of her gorgeously sculpted
face and the falling strands of her hair.  "Yup.  I'm--" She looked around
at the bleakness of the world.  "I'm the only one of them still around in
this time."
   "A little girl?" he said.
   "I may be seven, but you can't call me little with these big boobies
I've got," she laughed, and Lee had to concede that point, his eyes glued
to her rack for long moments before he blushed and met her eyes again.  He
couldn't remember the last time he'd blushed about looking at a female.
   "You have answers for me," he hazarded a guess.
   "Yes, love," she nodded, and slipped her small, hot hand in his.  "Walk
with me?"
   They ambled through the night, hand in hand, as Celia told him the
history.  "2156.  That was the year the chronans invaded." Exactly a
century after Lee's present.  "They're the same species as your mother."
   That certainly made sense, though the correlation hadn't occurred to him
before now.  "How do you know about my parents?" Her eyes twinkled and his
heart fluttered.  "Right," he chuckled.  "You're CRF.  You guys know
everything."
   "I guess you could say we have very good sources," Celia giggled, and
the lovely tinkling sound played his heart like keystrokes on a piano. 
"The chronans had been scoping out the earth for decades.  When they
finally invaded, they were ready.  They bombarded the surface from orbit,
used giant lasers to melt the icebergs and cause devastating tidal waves
worldwide, and unleashed a deadly virus in hundreds of major population
centers."
   "A virus?" he prompted, remembering the ruined city he'd come across.
   "Uh-huh," she nodded.  "So virulent it wiped out entire populations in
minutes before dying out itself.  Today's survivors remember that as a
curse on the towns, and fear to go near the ruins, although they're
perfectly safe now.  And they unleashed a flammable chemical substance in
the atmosphere that literally burned away a lot of the oxygen and nitrogen,
thinning it out.  Also altered the ozone to block so much radiation that
it's incredibly hard for plants to derive sufficient photosynthesis from
the sun."
   "Why?" Lee asked.  "Why would the chronans do this?"
   Celia squeezed his hand, and his heart thrilled at her grasp.  He lifted
her up onto his shoulders, relishing her squeal of delighted surprise, and
felt the heat of her crotch on the back of his neck as he carried her
along, the faint moonlight shining down upon them.  "To steal our
knowledge, our technology, and our resources.  In a way, they're parasites.
They strip-mine worlds bare for natural ores, and did that on a large scale
here as well.  They downloaded the entire Internet as well, and enslaved
thousands of humans before vanishing back to their home world."
   "Why would they want our technology?  They're clearly more advanced than
we."
   "Chronans have little technical development of their own," Celia
explained.  "Nearly everything they have, beyond basic post-industrial
technology, was stolen from other races.  Their own inborn skills reduced
much of the need for their own internal scientific development, and
rendered every race they came in contact with powerless to oppose them
effectively."
   Lee remembered what Lettie had said.  "They're faster, smarter, and
stronger than us."
   But Celia shook her head, the graceful motion sweeping her hair across
his face in soft silken strands.  "Physically speaking, they're actually
slightly weaker and slower than humans, on average.  Their intellect also
has just as diverse a range as ours."
   "Then what inborn skills--?"
   "Time," Celia said, and Lee felt a chill run through him.  "They are
manipulators of time.  They can slow it, stop it, freeze it.  See every
blow coming and have plenty of time to dodge it.  Take a minute to aim a
gun, while a split second passes in reality."
   "And travel through time?" Lee hazarded.  If his mother was a chronan,
that would explain his ability.
   Celia giggled.  "Nope, that's the best part!  They can't time-travel. 
Just you."
   He stopped, in consternation and astonishment.  Celia twirled her
fingers in his hair, and he luxuriated in her touch, his heart aflame for
this girl whom he barely knew - yet he felt as though he had known her for
years.  "Why me?" he asked.
   "Syn-ner-jist-tick genes," Celia said mysteriously.  "Humans breed, no
time manipulation, although rare cases of ESP and clairvoyance occur -
seeing through time, you might say.  Chronans breed, time manipulation. 
Human and chronan breed...  you get a halfbreed who can travel through time
and play with it like putty."
   "My daughters..." Lee trailed off.  His youngest daughter was a year
older than this girl with whom he'd fallen head over heels in love, yet
that didn't seem to matter now.  "They can't time-travel.  Just manipulate
it."
   He could feel Celia's grin.  "Halfbreed fucks a human...  you get
part-breed time-manipulators." He could feel the anticipation in her voice;
whatever point she was leading up to, she was about to say it.  "Halfbreed
fucks a partbreed...  you get more time-travelers."
   "But if I'm the only one--" Lee stopped in place, the enormity of what
Celia was saying hitting him in full force.  "You mean, if I fuck my little
girls...  they'll bear time-travelers?"
   "Yep!" Celia crowed gleefully.  "You and your daughters can change time,
save the world from the chronans.  You've got a hundred years."
   "But..." Lee looked back the direction they had come in their
meandering. "What about Karen and Rachel?"
   "Would you rather try and rebuild the world after it's destroyed," Celia
postulated meaningfully, "or keep the world from being destroyed to begin
with?"
   He was quiet for a long moment.  "What will happen to them?"
   Celia paused.  "I don't know.  I wasn't told.  I do know they'll never
be born into a dying world, knowing poverty and suffering their whole
lives, Who knows, maybe they'll still be born in a changed future.  Maybe
you can still meet them again."
   Lee remained quiet.  "What about...  you?  If I change time...  won't
you disappear?  I'm immune to paradox, but..." He trailed off.
   Celia scooted around his shoulders till her crotch was in his face, then
slid down his torso, letting his hands catch her cute little bum.  She
murmured in pleasure at the touch, and touched his nose with hers.  "I can
guarantee you that you will meet me again."
   He could feel her hot breath on his face, and it was sweetly
intoxicating.  His heart glowed with liquid light, and his cock throbbed in
his jeans.  "But," he protested, "I can't just expect my daughters to
spread their legs for me.  Even to save the world.  I can't make them."
   Celia was grinding her denim-covered crotch on his bulging pants-hidden
erection.  "I've been told to tell you...  your daughters have been lusting
after you for quite a while, but are too shy to do anything about it."
   "How do you know--" He cut himself off again, his rueful chuckle coming
out as a hoarse groan as his cock throbbed hard against Celia's grinding.
"Right.  CRF." He couldn't deny that his erection was becoming even harder
as he imagined sinking his cock into his own little girls' tight hot soft
lovetunnels.
   "I'm not too shy," Celia said softly, pressing her small plump lips on
his.  She made out with him sweetly, and her hands reached down, fumbling
with his as he helped her work her shorts off, unzipping his fly to fish
out his huge twitching fucktool.  The little girl gasped hotly into their
kiss, tonguing his mouth as his fingers tugged aside the crotch of her
panties and his swollen knob pressed into her steaming hot, sopping wet
little virgin crack.
   "Yessssss..." she hissed in sublime ecstasy, and bore her young body
down even as he thrust up, thrusting his phenomenal shaft into her tight
dripping heatsink.  She clutched him in a grip of soaked velvet, her pussy
spasming around him, milking him with virginal enthusiasm.
   "Celia..." he groaned, more in love with her than ever before.  Her
response was to moan gutturally and throw herself down upon his shaft, and
he took the hint, pounding up into her as she clutched his chest.  Inch
after thick veiny inch of lurching fuckpole sank between her fresh tight
nether lips, and her moisture slithered down his shaft and balls.
   Her lips didn't separate from his until his balls smacked wetly into her
ass, and then she threw her head back with the sheer rapture of it, the
glory of feeling his gigantic cockmeat fully hilted inside her and lurching
like a wild beast within the tight wet confines of her soft hot little
cunny.  She bucked up and down even as he pistoned his cock into her
luscious pussy, and he was enthralled by her face as they fucked.
   Her hair flung around in sweaty strands, her bangs plastered to her
forehead.  Her eyes fluttered half-shut, and her plump kissable mouth was
parted with breathless exhilaration as the love of her life fucked her
silly.  Lee bounced her madly atop his majestic cock, sheathing himself in
her warm silky wetness again and again, until she was screaming her lungs
out in overwhelming pleasure.
   And then he was cumming, pumping his spunk deep inside her womb, and no
doubt breeding her as thoroughly as he had bred Karen and Rachel.  Over and
over he poured the fruit of his love into this little girl who in one
glance had stolen his heart, whose cuntlet milked him relentlessly, eager
to drain his nuts dry inside her.
   For hours, they made hot wanton love, fucking like wild beasts in heat,
and Lee nutted more times in a single fuck session than he ever had before,
dozens of times through the night.  And still his massive erection remained
rock hard and ready for more, and still Celia shrieked obscene pleasure.
   An early dawn found Lee lying on his back, Celia bouncing gently atop
his rod, their eyes locked.  Her sweat-tangled hair was falling in front of
her face, and he reached out a hand to brush it back; she leaned into his
hand, purring delightedly.  His giant fuckmeat was still hilted within her,
her fucktunnel rippling and pulsing gently around him.  Her blouse was off
by now, revealing her supple, ripely round boobs, which glistened with the
sheen of her sweat.
   She was a wild beauty in the afterglow of their love, the most gorgeous
creature Lee had ever graced his eyes with seeing, and her soft blue orbs
told him she thought the same of him.  "I didn't know..." he gasped, "that
I could ever..." Another grumble of bliss as her pussy pulsated around his
twitching tool.  "...could ever love someone...  this much."
   "It's like..." she panted, her voice catching as aftershocks of pleasure
shuddered through her, "a fairy tale.  You're my prince.  And I'm your
princess..."
   He clasped her to him, and murmured, "My princess," to her, several
times, and felt her small overdeveloped body rippling in satisfaction and
joy to be so called.  For another hour they lay there together, resting
even as they experienced continual sexual stimulation from his cock in her
pussy.  And then, refreshed, they fucked wildly all over again, until the
sun was well on its way back down.
   "You have to leave eventually," Celia pointed out, her back against his
chest as they spooned, his cock still buried inside her warm lush cuntlet.
"To breed your...  your daughters."
   "Eventually," he agreed.  "But then I'll have to wait who-knows-how-long
to see you again.  And I can time-travel, so there's no rush."
   She grinned delightedly, squeezing her snatch around his large dick. 
"No rush," she sighed happily.
   It was another week before they finally bid goodbye, Lee kissing her
deeply before vanishing back to his own time.
   **********
   DISCLAIMER: This is always implicit in my stories, but let me make it
explicit.  I in no way condone any sexual or illegal activities with minors
in real life.  In real life, young boys and girls are not equipped,
emotionally or mentally or physically, for sexual activity.  My stories,
even those taking place in a 'realistic' setting, are pure fantasy in that
the fictional children inhabiting my stories are completely capable of
mature sexual love and lust.
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