7 comments/  11010 views/  15 favorites

The Time Traveler's Mistresses Ch. 01

By: Silverhunter409



"It was a good idea right? Rob a bank and go back in time where nobody can catch you and you're set for life?" Scott asked himself as the police surrounded his house. He'd made off with almost $60,000 from an armored car, but didn't give the police the credit they deserved. Now he was left with no time and nowhere to run. His time watch was ready and set for 1957; he had the cash in a duffel bag along with a knife and several other luxuries not available once he traveled back in time.

Scott walked out into his yard, hands raised, with the bag over his shoulder. As the officers moved in, Scott pressed the travel button on his watch and, with a jolt, found himself in an empty field. There was a road not far from where he was, so he decided to follow it until he found a town. He hadn't counted on this part of Virginia being farmland in 1957, and it was hours until he saw a cloud of dust on the horizon. He stuck out his thumb as the car got closer. When the car stopped, the driver leaned over to talk with Scott. The driver was a young brunette girl. "Need a ride?" she asked. 

"Yea, I could. You headin' into town?" Scott asked.

"The lake, actually, but it's not far from town," the girl said.

"That's fine," He replied. Scott got into the car and found two more girls in the backseat.

"I'm Jessie," The girl said, "These are my friends, Sally and Kim."

"Nice to meet you ladies," Scott said as they set off, "Name's Scott."

"How'd you get all the way out here? I mean, we're 15 miles from anywhere," Jessie asked.

"I'd got a lift from a farmer and spent last night out in that field," He lied. Scott was glad the girls had stopped. His luck had improved more then he'd planned. He was free, unknown, and rich. The only thing he needed was the company of a beautiful girl.

"You're young for a drifter. Most of the ones that come through here are older," Kim said from over his shoulder. Scott decided that playing the mystery card was a good way to get close to the girls.

"I've been on the road a long time and been through a lot. I started out in the desert and have been movin' east."

"Where are you going?" Jessie asked.

"Right now, I'm thinking Miami. It'll be winter soon and I don't feel like walkin' through the snow."

He told the girls stories all the way to the lake. Pulling thing he'd seen in movies or read in books into his own life. But all the while, he was getting the girls to warm up to him. He'd known the girls and their fifties values would be hard to seduce, but these small town girls who were just out of high school were falling for him. They'd reached the lake by the afternoon and the girls had invited Scott to spend the day with them before they drove him to town.

Jessie and her friends went to get into their swimsuits, so Scott took the time to see what the fifties really looked like. There were a lot of people at the lake, most of them young girls with their friends. A few shops lined the road and sold all types of things for almost no money at all. The girls came from the changing rooms in the best non-risqué bikinis. Nothing like what the girls Scott had known wore.

Jessie, Sally, and Kim spent the day messing around in the water. "Guess tanning isn't a thin yet," Scott thought. These girls were pale white, which is hard for southerners. As the sun sank, Scott and the girls watched from the inside of the classic Chevy Jessie drove. 

"Should we go get dinner?" Sally asked.

"The diner's down the street. You can go eat if you want, we're going into town," Jessie replied with a nod to Scott. 

As they drove from the lake to the next town, Jessie and Scott got closer. "There is something about you Scott," Jessie said, "I don't know but you give me this feeling."

"Good or bad?" Scott asked playfully. He must have made an impression if the first girl he meets has a schoolgirl crush on him.

"Good, but I can't explain it." She said. 

"Why don't we pull over and talk about it?" Scott asked. He knew what Jessie's reaction would be. She looked over at him, and then pulled off into a field.

"I think you're nice, but I don't know if I can, you know, do this," Jessie said.

"You just said that I gave you feelings. Why not act on them?" Scott asked.

"I'm supposed to save myself." She replied.

"I get that, but you won't see me again after tonight. You'll go home and always wonder about me."

"But..." Jessie trailed off as Scott kissed her.

"Still got feelings?" he asked once he pulled back.

"Yes," Jessie said, flustered. Then she moved in on Scott and kissed him. They kissed for some time until Scott ran his hand up Jessie's leg. She jumped at his touch, but didn't resist. Jessie let the seat down and lay on top of Scott. Scott began to unbutton her shirt. Jessie whispered in his ear, "Will you be gentle?"

"Yes," Scott said.

Jessie let Scott pull her shirt off, the pulled back to remove her long dress and panties. Scott started sucking her nipples and Jessie moaned from the pleasure. Scott could tell she had never felt this way before; she'd probably never even had an orgasm. Scott rolled on top of Jessie and slid one finger into her pussy. 

"Ohhh," Jessie moaned as Scott fingered her. He felt her start to cum and stopped fingering her. He slowly slid his cock inside her and felt her cherry.

"Do it Scott, I'm ready," Jessie said. As Scott broke her, Jessie grabbed her tits and quietly screamed. When the pain was replaced with pleasure, she screamed louder.

"Oh my god. Yes. Yes!" she said. She was quiet as Scott fucked her, but when she came, she let out one long moan. 

"Open your mouth" Scott ordered. Jessie was so worn she didn't gag when Scott filled her mouth with cum. She swallowed his load and got up.

"We need to get going," She said.

"Find a hotel," Scott said as he kissed Jessie's naked body, "and come by tomorrow."

"Tomorrow's Sunday. I can't have sex on a Sunday," Jessie said.

"Monday, then," Scott replied.

"Can you wait?" She asked.

"Of course, I love you, Jessie."

"Then I'll see you Monday."

The hotel was small, but the rooms had a shower. Scott was surprised that his phone got service in 1957. He checked the news and found that he was the big story. There was a statewide manhunt for him and the money. It was funny that the police would check this hotel, which was still around, for him and not find him even though he was there.

Morning came, and Scott went into the hotel office for directions. The town was different from the way Scott had known it. The hotels receptionist was different from the night before. Now it was a young blonde woman, probably in her twenties. She was obviously not a girl who saved herself. She wore a low-cut shirt and tight jeans. She saw Scott enter the office and put down her paper and moved into a pose that let Scott see down her shirt.

"Good morning," she said.

"Yea, is there a good diner around here?" Scott asked. He could see down her shirt and saw the girl had large tits, bigger then Jessie's anyway. 

"There's one a few blocks down the street. It'll be on the left," she replied.

"Care to join me?" Scott asked. He'd decided to leave later so why not have some fun before heading south.

"I doubt anyone will need a room any time soon so I'll join you," She said, "I'm Connie, by the way."

"Scott," he replied. 

Connie got up and they walked to the diner. They talked for a while over breakfast. Connie was 23 and had moved here from Arizona when she was in middle school. Scott decided to fabricate another life for himself.

"I'm from New York, originally. We moved to Tennessee when I was very young. I was headed to Virginia beach by thumb after some stuff back home happened," Scott said.

"What kind of stuff, if I may ask?" Connie said.

"Well, my girl cheated on me, took my car, and ran off with some rich kid."

"What a bitch."

"Yea, I heard that they were out here and I came to get my car back," Scott said.

"Well, the train goes out that way," 

"I'll be sure to catch it,"

"It won't be here until three though, so you'll have some time to kill."

"Any ideas as to how I spend six hours?" Scott asked. Connie smiled playfully. Scott could tell what that smile meant. 

"We could put your room to use," she said.

Without another word, they got up and practically ran back to Scott's room. Connie kissed Scott hard then pushed him onto the bed. She slowly stripped down to her yellow bra and panties and sat down on Scott's lap. She hugged him with her legs as they kissed. Scott unhooked Connie's bra and pulled it off. She threw back her blonde hair as he kissed her cleavage.

"Are you ready?" She asked as she pulled of Scott's shirt.

"Are you?" Scott replied.

Connie smiled and pushed him back onto the bed. She pulled out his cock and took it in her mouth. "I didn't know girls were dirty like this in the fifties" Scott thought. 

Connie pulled her panties off and slid Scott's cock into her pussy. She was nowhere near as tight as Jessie and a lot louder. "Shit, Connie," Scott said as she bounced on his cock. She smiled and started rubbing her clit.

"Fuck, you're good. FUCK! YES! Ohhh SHIT!" She screamed. Connie grabbed one of her tits and bit it as she fucked Scott's cock. When she came, Connie screamed louder and fell onto Scott's chest.

"No one's ever fucked me like that before," she said, breathing hard, "Your bitch girlfriend doesn't know what she's missing."

Scott rolled on top of Connie and picked her up. They went to the table and he set her down on it. He lifted her legs and put his cock back in her pussy and she shook. 

"God yes," Connie said. She was tighter now and the pleasure was overwhelming. Scott fucked her hard, shoving his cock deep into Connie, who could barely handle it. As she started to cum again, Connie grabbed her legs and gripped them tightly.

"Don't stop. Ohhh SHIT yes. Yes. YES! Give it to me. YES! "She cried.

Connie kept screaming until she could see Scott about to cum. "Cum on my tits, Scott," She ordered. Scott pulled out his cock and covered Connie's beautiful body. She licked some of his cum foo her tits and swallowed it.

"Wanna take a shower?" Connie asked.

"Still got four hours, let's see how many more times I can make you cum," Scott replied.

They went to the shower and Scott slid two fingers into Connie's pussy. Within minutes, Scott's fingering and the rush of water to her clit had Connie screaming and cumming again and again. By the time they decided to stop and relax, she had cum five times. 

When 2:00 came, Scott packed up as Connie slept. He wrote her a note and left it on the bed next to her. It read "Connie, I went to catch the train to Virginia Beach and get my car. Once I get it, I'll be back for you. That won't be for weeks so take care of yourself. A girl named Jessie will be here tomorrow looking for me. I took her virginity last night so don't tell about us. See you soon. Scott"

Scott left town and caught a train bound for Miami. He wouldn't be back to get Connie for a long time, years, in fact.

The Time Traveler's Mistresses Ch. 02



The train ride through Virginia was uneventful until Scott reached a station in Richmond. He needed to find a train bound for Miami, or anywhere close. It'd been days since Scott had left town and he did feel a little bad about what he'd done. No self-respecting man takes a girl's virginity and skips town. "I'm not even supposed to exist so why not have some good times," He thought, "these girls will never find me once I'm gone and I can live like a celebrity with all this money." 

Scott had chosen Miami because it was as far away from his hometown in New York State as he could get, that way he didn't accidentally change his own future. The train ride from Richmond to Miami would take about four days due to the limitations of 50s technology. Once settled in his cabin, Scott spent all day reading any newspapers and magazines he could find to adjust to this time period. Sputnik had launched, Eisenhower was president, and society mourned Humphrey Bogart. 

When Scott went for dinner, it was almost dark. There were very few people in the dining car, but there was one young blonde at the bar, alone. Scott had decided long before he stole the money that he could do as he pleased and live with it, so he went and sat at the bar next to this girl. She didn't notice Scott until he decided to ask her name. She looked at him and smiled. "Carol," she said. She had on a white jacket over her blue plaid dress which, according to one of the many magazines Scott had read, was the height of fashion for young girls. 

"Scott," he said, "mind if I buy you a drink?"

"I'm fine, thanks, but I could use some music," Carol replied. Scott handed her a dime for the jukebox in the corner. As she leaned over it looking for a song, Scott could see the shape of her body. She had curves like a model and walked like she knew it. "I hope you like rock 'n roll," Carol said when she returned to the bar.

"Nothing like it," Scott replied. 

"Really, who's your favorite, then?" She asked.

"I've got a few, but my favorite would have to be Buddy Holley."

"Yea, it's terrible what happened to him. It's been two years and I still can't believe he's gone" She said. Scott knew about Buddy Holley and how much people loved him. He'd changed music forever only to be killed in a plane crash.

"As long as there's a record of him, no one's going to forget him," he said.

"I guess not. So, where are you headed?" Carol asked.

"Somewhere with a beach, I think."

"A beach would be nice, but I'm headed to Atlanta."

"Mind if I ask why?"

"I'm making a record, my second actually."

"That explains why you asked me about music."

"It's my life so I take music seriously."

"You know, I have a record player in my cabin," Scott said.

"Really?" Carol asked

"I could ask you to dance if there was music here," he replied. The jukebox had been silent for a long time now. 

"I'd like to dance with you."

"Then follow me."

The cabin Scott was in was sound deadened so he and carol were free to play all the music they wanted. They danced to every song they had, until Carol sat down on the bed to rest. Scott sat down next to her, equally exhausted. "There's still one more song," Scott said.

"Is it slow?" Carol asked. 

"Slow enough" Scott said. He helped her up and they danced nice and slow. Carol rested her head on Scott's shoulder and he kissed her. She looked up at him and they kissed again. They kept kissing until the song ended. Scott pulled Carol down onto the bed and they lay there kissing. Carol began kissing him with more and more passion so Scott reached around and grabbed Carol's ass. She moaned quietly and started to unbutton Scott's shirt. Carol's jacket had been long discarded, so Scott pulled down the top of Carol's dress and kissed her tits. Carol moaned louder as her nipples hardened. 

"Take this off," Scott said. Carol slowly pulled her dress off and slid her hand down her panties. She rubbed her clit, then pulled her hand out and licked her fingers. She pulled off her panties and jumped back onto Scott.

"How bad do you want me?" She asked seductively.

"Too damn bad," Scott replied. He pulled Carol in closer and kissed her cleavage. Carol pulled out Scott's cock and slid it slowly into her wet pussy.

She was very wet and Scott's cock slid in easily. Carol began to fuck him, moving her hips up and down as she and Scott kissed. Scott grabbed her back and forced her to fuck him faster. "Oh god," Carol moaned. She felt her orgasm starting and began rubbing her clit.

"Shit yes. Ohhh fuck. I'm cumming, Scott. You're making me cum!" Carol said. She was so close that these were the only words she could muster. She rubbed her clit faster and faster until the passion overcame her and she came. She yelled out and tried her hardest to prolong her orgasm then she fell onto him and rested. 

"Make me cum again, Scott," Carol begged after she had rested for a few minutes.

"On your hands and knees," He ordered. When she was ready, Scott ran his hand up her pussy then shoved his cock mercilessly into Carol's pussy. Carol had to put one hand on the wall to steady herself as Scott fucked her as hard as he could.

"God dammit, Scott. Fuck. Yes. Yes! Don't stop, I'm almost there!" She screamed. Carol was so close she was in near agony until she came again. Seeing Carol cum and hearing her screams was making him cum. He pulled out his cock, rolled Carol onto her back, and shot his load onto her tits. Carol pulled her tits to her mouth and licked off some of Scott's cum.

"Fuck, you made me cum hard, Carol," Scott said as he fell onto the bed beside her.

"I know, and haven't cum twice or that hard since I was in college," Carol said. 

They fell asleep not long after cleaning up. Carol slept most of the night on top of Scott, her naked body pressed against Scott's chest. When Scott woke up, the train was near the station for Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. "I've been on a train for far too long," He thought, "I'll stop here and enjoy the water for a few days."

He still felt bad about how he left Connie and Jessie back in Virginia, so he woke Carol. He felt different about this girl, so he owed her a goodbye at least. "Carol, My stop's coming up," He said as she began to get dressed.

"You mean you're leaving?" She asked. Her look pained Scott to see.

"I said I was going to a beach," He answered, "and we're almost at one."

"I thought you might want to come with me to Atlanta," She said as she slipped into her dress.

"I know, but you're a singer. I'm no kind of man for a celebrity," Scott said.

"I-I love you though, please don't leave me, not like this." Carol pleaded

"I love you too, but this is how I show you." Scott said, "trust me, I'm not who you think I am."

He grabbed Carol and kissed her and they almost didn't let go. Scott grabbed his bag and made his way to the station. Before long, he was out on the street and walking towards the beach. He tried not to think of what would become of her. "I'm not as good as this as I thought I was going to be," he thought.

After a few hours of walking, Scott came upon a development of beach houses. Every house had some kind of pool in the backyard as well as a patio. It was a Wednesday, so it was unlikely there were many adults around. It was also late June, so schools were out and all the college kids would around on vacation. 

As he walked down the street, he heard the unmistakable sound of a car refusing to start. Scott had been a mechanic ever since he'd left high school and he knew that old American cars are some of the easiest to fix. He followed the sound to a driveway with a Ford Woodie with its hood up. 

A young girl jumped out of the driver's side and ran up to Scott. "Do you know anything about cars because mine isn't starting," she asked.

"I know a good bit, yea," Scott answered.

"Could you help us?" She asked. 

"I can try," Scott said, "And who is 'us'."

"Thank you so much!" The girl said, "I'm Loraine and this is my best friend, Rose."

Loraine had curly brunette hair while Rose had shorter black hair, not easy for a girl who lives at the beach. They were still the first properly-tan girls he'd seen since coming to 1957. Rose was leaning over the grille and inspecting the engine.

"Rose, this is....," Loraine trailed off.

"Scott," He said.

"Scott, right, he says he can help,"

Rose looked up from the engine. "Can you help?" she asked.

"What's wrong with it?" Scott asked.

"Well, it started last night but we went to start it this morning and it just wouldn't," Loraine said.

"I tried the choke but....." Rose trailed off. A siren had started wailing and everyone within sight was scrambling into their backyards.

"The bomb shelter, go! Scott come with us!" Loraine shouted as they made for their own backyard. Scott had no choice but to follow them. They opened a hatch in their backyard and climbed down a latter into a single room with a few beds, chairs, and a radio.

"That an air raid siren?" Scott asked. He'd forgotten about the atomic scares that came about after the war ended.

"Yea," Rose said, "It's more than likely just a drill though."

"I hope so," Loraine said, turning on the radio. 

"Is there anyone out there you should worry about?" Scott asked.

"My parents are up north on vacation," Rose said, "They left me here and we were going to go to the beach until the car stopped working."

"At least we aren't trapped in some communal shelter down on the beach," Loraine said.

"How long do you think this drill should last?" Scott asked. He was genuinely confused since being caught in an atomic bomb drill wasn't high on his list of things to do in the 50s.

"No way to tell," Loraine replied, "It could last ten minutes or ten years."

"Well, what do we do until the all clear sounds?" Rose asked.

"We've got the radio, why don't we dance?" Loraine suggested.

"You girls go ahead, I don't dance," Scott said. The memory of him and Carol dancing on the train was still fresh in his mind.

"Why not?" Rose asked. 

"I just never learned how, I guess," He replied.

"We can dance with each other though," Loraine said as she got up.

"You don't know what you're missing, Scott," Rose said.

Rose and Loraine danced to the radio for a little while until Rose went over to Scott and sat down on his lap and kissed him. "Will you dance with us now?" She asked.

"I prefer this instead," Scott said. Rose looked at him, back at Loraine, and him again, clearly confused.

"How would all of us...." Rose said.

"We can't all have sex at once," Loraine agreed, "That's disgusting."

"Would you rather be left out?" Scott asked her.

"No, but-" 

"Then use your imagination, Loraine."

"Come on Loraine," Rose said, "you need to relax."

Rose stood up and pulled off her clothes. She was in her red two-piece swimsuit that went well with her black hair. This convinced Loraine enough that she also stripped down to her swimsuit. Loraine's suit was a white top with blue bottom.

"Let's get this out of the way," Rose said. She grabbed Loraine's neck and kissed her hard. Loraine resisted until Rose pulled back.

"Was that so bad?" Scott asked as he pulled off his shirt.

"It's not bad, just different," she replied.

Rose pulled Loraine over to Scott with her. She knelt down as Scott kissed Loraine. Rose pulled off her top and kissed Scott's abs. Scott pulled off Loraine's top and ran a finger down her cleavage. Rose pulled out Scott's cock and began sucking it. Scott sucked on each of Loraine's nipples until they were hard. He rubbed her pussy through her swimsuit and Loraine started moaning.

Rose was now taking all of Scott's cock in her mouth, with difficulty. She saw Loraine getting her pussy rubbed and pulled her down to her knees. "Suck," Rose ordered as she moved over. Loraine sucked on Scott's cock while Rose kissed her body. She didn't resist now.

"Get on the bed," Scott said. Rose and Loraine jumped up and simultaneously pulled off their suits. Scott got on top of Rose and moved Loraine onto Rose's face. 

"Fuck her pussy," Scott said to Rose as he slid his cock into wet pussy.

Rose gasped for a few seconds, and then started tonguing Loraine's pussy. Loraine threw her head back and Scott kissed her neck. He fucked Rose faster when he saw what she was doing to Loraine. 

"Ohhh god," Loraine cried softly as she felt herself start to cum. Rose licked faster and put two fingers into Loraine's pussy. Loraine cried louder and louder as Rose fingered her. Scott Sped up and heard Rose start to scream with pleasure.

"Fuck! Yes. Don't stop. Fuck, make me cum!" She screamed.

"Faster, baby, faster," Loraine cried, "Harder! YES!" 

Rose sped up and Loraine arched her back and came with a scream and a wave of pleasure, just as the all clear sounded. Scott stopped fucking rose to listen.

"We can't stop now," Rose said, sliding out from under Loraine, who lay on her back, gasping for air.

"Nobody said we were stopping," Scott said.

"Lay down, Scott," Rose said with a smile, "I've got an idea."

Scott fell onto the bed and Rose pulled Loraine up. They positioned themselves on opposite sides of Scott's cock and brought their pussys together around it.

"Let's make him cum, baby," Rose said to Loraine. They started moving their hips up and down. Seeing two amazing girls grinding on his cock made Scott start cumming. Rose and Loraine sped up and didn't stop until they made Scott cum. He covered their pussys with his load and the girls moved apart. Rose leaned down to Loraine's pussy and licked off Scott's cum.

"Mmm, sweet," Rose said. She kissed Loraine to give her a taste of Scott's cum. 

"Enjoy having your pussy licked by a girl, Loraine?" Scott asked as they all got dressed.

"Definitely," She replied. Scott hoped this was the only time she would have a girl make her cum, she was too pretty to not like cock.

"Are you going to keep doing it?" He asked her.

"Probably not," Loraine said, "Unless it's like this."

"You still have a car to fix, though" Rose said. 

"That's the least I owe you," Scott replied.

Scott had the car fixed by sunset. It wasn't a hard job, but all the broken parts were in the worst possible position on the engine. The girls had invited him to stay with them for the night once he told them he was a drifter. In the middle of the night, Scott went into Rose's room and woke her quietly.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"I realized you never got to cum earlier," Scott said.

Rose looked at him, then got up and kissed him. "You're so sweet, but we can't wake Loraine," She said.

"I know, come with me," Scott said. He led rose to the car and opened the trunk. It was a wagon, so there was plenty of room. Rose kissed Scott again, and then jumped into the back of the car. Scott climbed in after her and shut the trunk. 

Rose was in a long t-shirt and had no underwear on. Scott tore it in half and exposed her body. Rose shook off the shirt as Scott undressed. She started sucked on his cock until he was hard, then lay back and waited for him. Scott raised her legs and slid his cock in. She was as wet as before, but Scott went harder and deeper into Rose's pussy.

"Fuck me, Scott," Rose said. She was trying to keep her voice down, but as he started, she screamed.

"Shit! I want it. I want you to make me cum. Yes! Harder. Ohhhh GOD yes. I'm cumming!" Rose screamed. Scott fucked her harder and Rose's screams grew quieter until she came. 

"Holy shit! Ohhhhh fuck!" She cried louder than ever. Scott slid his cock out of her pussy and Rose pulled him closer.

"Cum in my mouth," She said. Rose held her mouth open and waited for Scott's load. Scott Came quickly and filled rose's mouth with cum. She swallowed it and smiled. They lay in the back of the car for a while and rested.

"I don't want you to leave," Rose said, "I want you to stay and make me cum all the time."

"I can't believe this!" Scott thought, "Why are they always so clingy?"

"Don't you want to stay?" Rose asked.

"Yes, but I won't," He replied.

"Why?" Rose said, sitting up.

"I became a drifter because I wanted to be free. I have a lot I want to do and I've barely started," He said.

"So, I'm nothing to you," She said, "Just another girl you use to occupy your time."

"No, of course not, I'm just restless is all. I love you Rose, but we wouldn't last long."

"We could try."

"Rose, I'm leaving in the morning. I'm sorry, but that's what's going to happen."

"Will I ever see you again?" Rose asked. She had been silent a long time.

"I didn't know. But if we do, maybe we could be together," Scott answered, "Now come on; we can't sleep out here all night."



The Time Traveler's Mistresses Ch. 03



Scott was packed and gone early the next morning, but Rose and Loraine still wanted him to stay. He doubted Rose would tell Loraine about the two of them having sex behind her back the night before. He could still see how badly Rose wanted him as she begged him to stay. Scott's mind was made up and he was headed for Miami, so he kissed the girls hard before he walked out.

Scott walked around the town and the beach until he found a bus southbound for Florida that could get him there by nightfall. He spent the trip either asleep, since he'd had little sleep, or staring out the window. It was a wildly different world here. Everything from entertainment to fashion was different then Scott's time and what he'd expected. The most interesting difference was the girls. Scott expected a bunch of marriage-obsessed girls who'd probably never even thought about sex. Instead, what he'd got were girls that weren't that different than those of his time.

 In every town he'd been to, there were at least half a dozen girls who couldn't take their eyes off him. Scott was sure a few had even followed him around, probably to check for a girlfriend or wife. This only occurred to Scott after something unusual happened at a clothes store in Georgia.

Scott had taken on southern heat in blue jeans and work boots, which was a mistake. Georgia, though, was the tipping point. Humidity off the charts and no real air conditioning was too much for him. He'd gone into a store looking for something more comfortable when he noticed a young cahier and a group of her girlfriends watching him from across the store. There were three of them, two brunettes and one blonde, all in sundresses.

Not long after he'd noticed them, one of the brunettes started walking over towards him. She caught his eye, than kept walking over to the shop's back door. As she passed him, Scott could see that her dress was much too small for her by the way it fit tightly on her body. As she opened the door, the girl turned back and called Scott over with just a look. Scott looked back at her friends, than went after the girl. The first thing Scott saw when he stepped outside was the girl lying on the top of the stairs to the loading docks with her dress pulled up and one finger rubbing her clit.

She looked at Scott and smiled. "Sorry, I couldn't wait," she said as Scott got closer. Scott ran his hand up the girls pussy and felt how wet she had made herself, then pulled her up. They went behind a trailer at one of the loading bays and Scott slid off her dress. She had a beautiful pair of natural tits and curves like a model. Scott pulled his shirt as the girl pulled out his cock. She sucked it at first, than she jumped up into Scott's arms and slid onto his cock.

Scott pushed her against the trailer door and started fucking her. She moaned as she felt Scott's cock pound her tight pussy. "Ohhh baby, that feels great," She moaned. Scott sped up and felt the girl start to cum. As she came, she let out a silent scream and one long moan as her warm cum ran from her pussy. Scott set her down on the ground and pulled his cock out. She got onto her knees and rested against the loading bay door.

"Fill my mouth," she gasped. The girl opened her mouth and Scott shot his load down her throat. She gagged and spat out his cum. "Sorry," she said, "I wasn't expecting so much." Scott got dressed and went back into the store. The girl's friends were still at the counter when Scott went to pay for his new clothes. They didn't say anything, they just stared at him. Scott never did get any of their names.

It was close to 10:00 when Scott's bus reached Miami, but the city was lit up with neon lights. Scott stared walking around looking for a place to stay. There were clubs all over the city with lines stretching for blocks. There was a small, two-story motel not far from the beach, so Scott decided this was as good a place as any. He paid for a week and went up to his room. The first thing Scott did when he got a room was find a place to hide his bag that held all the money. There was enough room behind the bedside table, so Scott tucked the money behind it and went straight to sleep. 

His room faced the beach, so the reflection of the sun on the water woke Scott earlier then he wanted. He took a shower and thought about what he could do while he was in Miami. "I might as well spend today looking around," Scott thought. Since Scott had only spent $50 getting here from Virginia, he had enough money to buy whatever he may need.

Scott didn't hear the door open as he was drying off, so when he walked out, wearing only the cargo shorts he'd brought from the future, he was surprised to see a young woman standing in his room.

"Oh! Oh my god, I-I thought the room was empty," She exclaimed when she saw Scott. 

"It's all right, I didn't hear you either," Scott said. 

"I was just here to clean the room," she said. She was trying not to look at Scott, but she couldn't stop glancing at his body. Scott move closer to her. 

"What's your name?" He asked. She was visibly uncomfortable being in the room with Scott, but he liked the way she looked.

"Christa," she said, looking Scott in the face. She was a tall girl with golden hair.

"I didn't mean to startle you like this," Scott said, "You can go if you want, but I was on my way out."

"Well I...," Christa trailed off. She was staring at Scott, who stared right back. "I guess I could stay, if you want," She said.

Scott reached behind her and shut the door. Christa moved in and kissed Scott softly. "We'll have to be quick," She whispered in Scott's ear, "I still have a motel to clean." Scott kissed her harder as they moved to the bed. Christa bent over the bed and Scott reached for the belt. She had on tight black jeans and a black shirt that matched. Scott pulled down her jeans and underwear, the started rubbing Christa's pussy. When she was dripping wet, Scott pulled his cock out and slid in into Christa. 

"Ohhhh," She moaned. Her pussy was tight, but loosened quickly. Scott leaned over Christa and grabbed her tits. He rubbed her nipples as he fucked her. 

"Ohhhh god," She cried, "your cock feels so good." She rubbed her clit hard as Scott sped up.

"Don't stop! Yes! Fuck me right there. Shit! Ohhh shit, I'm gonna cum!" Christ screamed. Scott went deeper into her pussy and Christa screamed louder. "Harder! Ohhhh fuck!" 

When Christa came, she arched her back and cried out in pleasure. She slid off Scott's cock slowly and got down and sucked him.

"Where do you want it?" Scott asked.

"I don't," 

"Really?"

"Yes. Last time I swallowed cum, I choked."

"What about on your body?"

"I have to get back to work," Christa said as she stood up, "thanks for the orgasm."

She got dressed and walked out. Scott was confused, this hadn't happened to him before. Most of the girls he'd met came so hard they let him cum anywhere he wanted. Scott decided to just let her go and get dressed. "If she wants more, she knows where to find me," he thought.

Miami was more exiting then Scott had thought. There were art-deco styled hotels, all kinds of clubs, and beautiful girls as far as the eye could see. On one section of the beach, there was a line of girls 30 feet long, all of them tanning. 

When the sun had gone down, the city lit up with lights from all kinds of places. Scott had found a beach bar and walked in. there was a live band playing surf music and an expert bartender. Scott sat at the bar and looked around the room, since there were many nice girls all over the place.

One girl caught his eye. She was a bleached-blonde girl out on the terrace with her friends. She had on a red swimsuit that could pass for a bikini in Scott's time. When she came to the bar for a drink, she sat down next to Scott. 

"Haven't seen you here before" She said to Scott. 

"You a regular here?" Scott asked.

"Yes, but I guess you aren't" She replied

"I just got into town, actually,"

"From where?" She asked.

"Dallas," Scott replied.

"Well, Texas," She said, "Welcome to Miami. I'm Ruby."

"Interesting name for a blonde girl," Scott said.

"Well, what's yours?"

"Scott."

"So should I assume you're a dog or a drinker?"

Scott smiled. "You can assume anything you want, if you want to know, let me buy you a drink and we can find a booth."

"That sounds nice," Ruby said.

Scott and ruby found an open booth and sat down across from each other. "So, why Miami?" Ruby asked.

"I don't know," Scott replied, "I guess LA wasn't my kind of place."

"Anywhere that's not Los Angeles is better than Los Angeles," Ruby Said.

"Spoken like a true Floridian."

"I was born here and, to me anyway, there is no better city then Miami."

"So you live around here?" Scott asked.

"I have a beach house not far from here," Ruby replied.

"Sounds nice."

"Well, I'm a fashion designer. I need inspiration, so I just look at the ocean."

"So you're responsible for all the beautiful girls around here."

"I love to look good, what else can I say," Ruby said.

"Well, you certainly look good tonight," Scott replied.

"Thank you," Ruby said with a smile, "But there is a reason for that."

"What's that?" Scott asked.

"I'm a self-diagnosed Nymphomaniac," She replied.

"Really, how'd you find that out?"

"Well, the first time I had sex, I came five times in a row. After that I was always horny and I always wanted to have wild sex."

"You still like that?"

"I'm worse now. If I'm having sex, I want to cum as many times as I can. Usually, I'm cumming until I'm so worn out I can't move."

"Sounds like fun," Scott said. His imagination had been running wild since Ruby had said "Nymphomaniac". 

"You want to find out for yourself?" Ruby asked. She leaned forward, letting Scott see down the top of the swimsuit. Scott smiled and Ruby stood up and pulled Scott outside onto the beach. 

She took him down the beach to an empty lifeguard stand. 

"One other thing I like is having sex in unusual places," Ruby said as she pushed Scott up against the stand. Ruby knelt down and pulled out Scott's cock and started sucking it. She had one hand on his shaft and took his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth.

Scott put his hands on Ruby's head and forced his cock even deeper into her, so deep, Ruby gagged and pulled back smiling. "Want to cum yet?" She asked.

"You'll have to try harder than that," Scott replied. Ruby Smiled and took All of his cock at once, then started sucking faster.

Scott started to cum and Ruby noticed. She put only the tip in her mouth and stroked Scott's cock hard. The combination of Ruby's beauty and Christa blowing him off earlier made Scott cum hard into Ruby's mouth. She smiled as he filled her mouth with his load. Ruby swallowed Scott's cum, then licked Scott's cock.

"You really made me work for it, Scott," Ruby said as she stood up, "Now I think I should make you work harder on me."

"Your place or mine?" Scott asked.

"Clear out of that motel and meet me here," Ruby handed Scott a bar napkin with her address on it, "in an hour." 

"You always plan ahead?" Scott asked.

Ruby smiled. "Just get there, cowboy," She said.

Scott was relieved that he could go get his money. "Christa could find it and I bet she'd take it," Scott thought as he walked back to the motel. Scott found the money exactly where he'd left it. He was leaving when he saw Christa at the checkout desk. He handed her the key and she looked confused. 

"This isn't because of me, is it?" She asked.

"Not completely," Scott said. Christa understood and didn't ask any more questions.

"Good night, Christa," Scott said as he left. 

Scott made it to Ruby's beach house in just under 45 minutes. Her house was two stories with a deck right over the beach. He rang the bell and Ruby answered. She shad changed from her swimsuit into a long, tight, white dress. "Ready?" She asked as she let him in.

"Are you?" Scott replied. Ruby smiled and kissed him. They kissed hard for a long time until Ruby pulled Scott onto her couch. She unzipped her dress, which had no back, and slid it off. Ruby was lying on the couch as Scott pulled off his clothes and climbed on top of her.

Ruby wrapped her legs around Scott and he slid has cock into her pussy. "Ohhh," She moaned, "Don't be gentle, Scott."

Ruby's pussy was wet and Scott's cock slid in and out easily as he fucked her. She was pulling him in with her legs, making Scott go deeper. He grabbed her thighs and sped up, fucking Ruby even harder.

"Fuck, Scott. Yes! Ohhh Shit! Make me cum!" Ruby cried as she started cumming. She was clutching her tits and screaming as she came.

"Don't stop, I'm gonna cum again!" She said as Scott slowed. He sped up again and within seconds, Ruby was cumming. Scott felt her pussy tighten as she tried to stop from having an orgasm, but she couldn't hold it back and came again. "Fuck yes!" Ruby gasped. 

She pushed Scott onto his back when he pulled his cock out of her. "I'm gonna ride you," She said. Ruby slid down onto Scott's cock and put it all into her pussy. She bounced on his cock for only a few minutes before Ruby screamed and threw head back as she came. Scott could feel her juices running down his cock as she fucked him. 

"Ohhh, god I love your cock," Ruby said as she started again.

Scott grabbed her tits and pulled her down onto him. He was thrusting his cock hard into Ruby. She was moaning in Scott's ear as she came again.

"Get on your hands and knees," Scott instructed. Ruby got up and pulled Scott upstairs and into her bedroom. She got on the bed and Scott ran his hands down her back and grabbed her hips.

"Don't stop until you're cumming," Ruby said as Scott slid his cock back into her pussy. Scott kissed her back and started fucking her hard. Ruby arched her back and rubbed her pussy as Scott fucked her.

"Fuck! Oh god! YES! Ohhh Shit!" Ruby cried. Scott made Ruby cum four more times before he started cumming. He pulled out his cock and flipped Ruby over. She laid and waited for his load. Scott shot his cum onto Ruby's tits and fell down beside her.

"I may be a Nympho, but no one has ever fucked me like that," Ruby said as she licked Scott's cum from her tits.

"How many times did you cum?" He asked.

"I lost count. It felt so good I couldn't feel anything else," Ruby replied.

They fell asleep not long after since they were both spent. Scott and Ruby spent the next day in town. Ruby was showing Scott all of Miami. They had seen almost every inch of the beaches when the skies darkened. 

"We better get back to the house," Ruby said, "its still tropical storm season, this could get bad."

The rain had just stared when they got back to Ruby's house. The winds were picking up and the waves where growing. 

"This is a bad storm. It hasn't been this bad in a long time," Ruby said as they lay in bed watching the storm.

"Guess we'll have to ride it out," Scott replied.

They looked at each other, than Ruby rolled onto Scott's chest and kissed his neck. Scott grabbed Ruby's ass and slid down the cutoff shorts she was wearing. He rubbed Ruby's pussy and felt her start to get wet. He rubbed faster until Ruby started cumming, then he rolled on top of her and slid three fingers into her pussy.

"Oh god yes!" She cried. Scott felt Ruby cum and pulled out his fingers and replaced them with his cock. He put her legs over his shoulder and kissed them as he fucked her. Ruby was in tears from the passion and screamed at the top of her lungs when she came.

Scott picked her up and pressed her against the glass door and started fucking ruby again. She had her head on his shoulder and was holding onto him tightly. She was dripping wet and was on the verge of another orgasm. She felt herself cum, but let out only a long, soft moan. Scott could tell she was finished, so he carried her back to the bed. 

"Can you stay?" Ruby asked. 

"Not too long," He replied.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, New Orleans maybe."

"Will you come back? I'll wait if you want."

"You don't have to wait, but I'll come back," Scott said as he kissed Ruby, "I promise."