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Chapter 8 by Seabug Seabug

What should Joe do?

take advantage of the situation and kiss her

Maybe Joe could take her and find a bed. Hell, if time has stopped, it doesn’t matter where they go, they could do it in the corridor. He could have a nice little look at this girl – better than any kind of inflatable doll.

But ethical questions rush through Joe’s head. He shouldn’t be doing this. Even if time had been disrupted, and she wouldn’t know this had ever happened, it wasn’t good. But maybe it would be his only opportunity to try her out – what if time suddenly started up again – late, but still there.

So although Joe stands up, pulls down her t-shirt and replaces her panties across her tender pussy, he delicately kisses her lips. It is a great kiss – he always was a great kisser, even if he doesn’t get much practice – but then as he’s kissing her, suddenly he finds Vanessa is kissing him back. She’s awake – what’s happened? Has time started up again? Never mind. She kissing him, and she’s now pressing her pussy against his rock-hard erection. Wow.

She’s all silk and softness, sugar and spice. Her hands are all over his bare chest, his ass, even over his cock. At last, they break apart.

“Joe? What the hell?” she says, unable to get a smile away from her face. “How did you… why… what…” so many questions. “You suddenly appeared…”

Time must have started up again. Weird.

“I must be a dream,” he says to her.

“Some dream!” she says, in complete wonderment. Damn it, she did fancy him! Why the hell had she never said anything while he’d been at school the first time?

She kisses him again, and this time lifts her arms so he can pull off her t-shirt. As he kisses her sweet lips, he explores her little breasts, his fingers squirming over the soft rises, flicking the nipples, which are now stiffened to his touch.

Meanwhile, she continues to push her crotch against his cock as he touches her, and she can’t help but let out a number of little high-pitched moans. His cock now pops out through the fly in his pyjama bottoms, and he can feel the heat and moisture of her young pussy against his sensitive shaft.

She seems as **** as him: she puls her panties aside now – not even bothering to take them down – and she reaches to slip his hardness inside her. It feels so wonderful – so hot and soft and moist. He can smell her arousal in the air. As his cock fills her completely, they break off their kiss and look at each other in amazement. She can’t really believe it is happening – but neither can he.

Now he stirs his hard cock inside her – slowly at first, as her wetness increases, and then as her moans gain volume and pitch, so his penetration of her slick pussy accelerates. More and more intense, it is sensational, her tight young vagina clasps his hot shaft, and as she reaches her peak, screaming so loudly he thinks they must have been overheard, he feels his own seed building up within him. There is no way back now. Even if they are caught, it is coming, coming, welling up within in him…

And suddenly he explodes, with a surge of bliss flooding through his bloodstream as the wave of raw energy also seems to be consuming the young girl.

He disengages from her, feeling her juices and his all over his softening cock.

“If you’re a dream,” she says, “you’re a dream I want again and again…”

“I don’t see why not,” Joe smile – always leave you options open.

But he turns his back for a moment, to clean up his cock with some toilet paper from one of the stalls in the bathroom, and when he looks back, he sees that Vanessa is again motionless.

What?

He goes to her. Time has stopped again. He looks at her watch. 12:28:34

Five minutes, it has moved on since he last looked – five minutes? There is no way that incredible session took less than five minutes! Time has stopped – definitely. But it moved on five minutes. That’s interesting. Hmm.

Figuring the best thing to do was arrange Vanessa as she was before their little encounter, Joe wonders what he should do next. Hmm… time hadn’t moved until he had kissed her on the lips. For some reason, that had stirred something in the cosmos.

Yet touching her nipples, her pussy – that had done nothing. It was kissing her that had unlocked things. And she’d been unfrozen for a while longer than five minutes, he’s certain of that. So. What should he do? He only has one set of results for his current scientific problem, but an interesting hypothesis is forming in his scientifically-trained: kissing her on the lips has done something. Could he take advantage of that property somehow to re-start time?

Apologetically, Joe steals Vanessa’s digital watch. They don’t have digital watches in the future – too unstylish. But digital watches have that interesting property for him of telling him when time is up and running again.

Whatever he’s going to do, this is going to be a valuable detection device. But what is he going to do next?

What should Joe do?

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