Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The Cock Clock Chapter EightWARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY,and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, orreading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of asexual nature - do not read any further!This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult orientedmaterial. This is a work of fiction. The acts and characters containedwithin are figments of my imagination and have no basis in fact. I donot practice, advocate, condone or encourage acts portrayed here. Thecharacters in the story are entirely fictional. You need to believethat all of the characters are over the age of eighteen.This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without thewritten permission of the author. This story may be freely distributedwith this notice attached.Thanks to Scalia for editing.* * * * * * * * * * Once again all seemed right in the world. Maggie was my wife again,acting like she had before I began these sexual time excursions. But Ihad changed. The experiment my pretend daughter Sissy had conductedbetween me and her friend Joy, had changed me forever. That experimenthad taken Joy and me extremely close to intercourse. Then Sissy steppedin, completely naked, to revel the true purpose of the experiment. Myown daughter wanted to fuck me! Even though I wanted to fuck someone,anyone, incest was going too far even for me. Therefore, imagine myanxiety when my real daughter Felice brought home her friend Hermana,who looked identical to Sissy. And both of them deliver crotch-tentingkisses. This was real-time, as opposed to a flashback time, and thesilver time clock definitely wasn't happy about incest under theseconditions. I'd felt its power and knew what it could do when it gotupsetIt was easy to ignore the young women on the second floor. Then Maggiecame in, sniffed and held her nose: "You stink, mister. Go on up andtake a shower.""I showered this morning, before I went to work." I gambled that thiswas a workday, a five out of seven chance."I don't care. Sleeping in that bathrobe has given you a body odor Idon't want in my bed tonight."I snuck upstairs, entered the hall bathroom and got into the shower. The images of Joy and Sissy naked kept me hard. I was tempted to beatmyself off, but what I really wanted was sex with Maggie, for the firsttime in what seemed like years. Then I felt a chill. Someone hadopened the door. "Hello?""It's just me Mr. Norris. Washing my hands." Hermana was on the otherside of the shower curtain. I wondered if my body was visible. Thecurtain was frosted, and there was no light in the ceiling above thetub, so I figured I was safe. Until Hermana pulled back the curtain. The jig was up, and so was my cock."Oh, Mr. Norris. It's so beautiful!" Hermana dropped to her knees andgrabbed my erection, rubbing it on her face."Please, no. You can't do this!" I put my hands on her shoulders in alosing cause to get her to stand up.And then she stood wrapping her arms around my neck. The spray got bothof us wet. Her shirt and bra were soaked, and I imagined her nipplesthrough the two layers. She lifted her skirt so my cock couldexperience the gap between her thighs. "I want you so bad. Will you bemy first lover?"I was wobbly in the tub where rinsed-off soap had made the surfaceslick. I held onto Hermana. Okay, I'll admit it. I could have chosena place other than her ass to grasp. It was instinctual, I swear. "Idon't know if that's a good idea." And it was my bad habits that put mylips on hers, kissing her back with the same urgency that she'ddemonstrated with me. My head was spinning, holding Hermana but kissingSissy.And then the clock struck. My legs slid out from under me as I fellinto the tub. I had the good sense to let go of Hermana, rather thanpulling her down with me into the tub. I heard footsteps coming downthe hall. Hermana had the sense to pull the curtain shut, but there wasstill the matter of her soaked shirt.I felt another draft and heard Missy's voice. "What happened?""I came in to wash my hands and get a drink of water," said Hermana. "Iheard Mr. Norris shout and accidentally spilled water all over myself."Not bad for a shoot from the hip lie."Charlie, are you okay?" asked Maggie."Slipped on the soap. I'll have a black and blue mark on my butt.""I'll get an ice pack for you after you get out. Come on, girls, theshow is over."Girls? Evidently Felice had joined the crowd. The open door had cooledthe room considerably. I had goose bumps but no erection, thankgoodness.The girls left me alone for the rest of the evening. I imagined themplotting to get Maggie out of the house so they could pounce, takingturns bouncing up and down on my cock. No such luck. The silver clockwould have caused some interruption anyway. At the end of the evening,Hermana prepared to leave.Felice accompanied her to the front door and called to me: "Daddy, whydon't you give Hermana a ride? She shouldn't walk home alone."Hermana seemed to like the idea but Maggie had other thoughts. "Felicecan walk you half way, up to the school. You should be fine the rest ofthe way."Neither of the girls were happy about Maggie's suggestion, but my hipwas still hurting, and I was already in my pajamas."Be careful," admonished Maggie.I didn't dare contradict my wife that driving Hermana home would havebeen the safest choice.A few minutes later, Felice broke through the front door, screaming. "Call the police! He - he - oh god, I shouldn't have run away." Sheturned as if she was going to run out the door she'd just entered.Maggie threw her arms around her, preventing her departure. "Whathappened?""Some guy jumped us. He grabbed me, but I got away. We ran in oppositedirections, and he went after Hermana. Oh God! What if he got her?" Felice shoved Maggie away and ran out the front door.So much for walking home being safe. The girls had been accosted. Godknows what is happening to Hermana. . I handed Maggie a phone:"Call thecops. I can fix this." I left Maggie standing there alone and ranupstairs. The silver clock was waiting, expecting me. I held it tightagainst my chest, closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep.---I was standing behind a tree near the street alongside the ball field atFelice's school. The winning season banner was back up, as it had beenbefore anything had changed. The two girls walked along, their chattera buzzing, sharing secrets. Maybe Hermana was telling Felice what mycock looked like when erect. Probably not. And then I saw him. He'dbeen crouching behind a set of outdoor bleachers. In a baseball hat,varsity jacket and some kind of handkerchief over his nose and mouth, hepractically leaped at the pair. Just like in Felice's story, he grabbedher arm. She stepped back and delivered a roundhouse kick to his head. Probably a version of a cheerleading move. He left go and staggeredbackwards. Felice ran home. When she'd get there, she'd find hermother and me. Hermana ran in the other direction, across the field. Perhaps afraid of another blow, the guy went after Hermana.On a patch of gravel, Hermana fell. The guy caught up with her, rollingher onto her back. Her skirt was easily brushed aside. He was keepingher down with his knees on her arms. She was trying to escape. I waswitnessing yet another assault. Would saving Hermana mess things upagain? I didn't care. I couldn't let her be raped. I ran over andknocked him off of her. He'd already ripped her panties off. He stoodup and I took his fist in my face. I saw his penis jutting out, readyfor the dastardly deed. So I kicked him in his nuts. He fell to hisknees. I pushed him down, face first and climbed on top. For the firsttime, I was happy I was carrying a few extra pounds. His arms flailedto strike me, so I grabbed his wrists behind his back and held them. Hermana stood nearby, her hands covering her mouth. I yelled:"take mybelt off!" Hermana did as I asked. She had to squat down to get mybelt off.With her help, I wrapped my belt around his wrists. "Oww, that'stight!"I had the same thought about Hermana's pussy. "Just shut up, okay." Hog-tied like the pig he was, he struggled but couldn't escape. Hismakeshift mask slipped down to his neck. I saw the flashing lightsbefore I heard the siren. Two cops approached, guns out."Put up your hands. Both of you." They weren't very gentle as theypulled me off him.I tried to explain what was happening, but the cops were treating usequally. Hermana ran to the one of the officers and ratted the rapistout. "That's the man who tried to rape me," Hermana pointed at themolester, his ball cap on the ground.The other cop replaced my belt with handcuffs. As the cop led him offthe field, one of the ballpark lights illuminated his face. It wasRoger! Roger the quarterback, older but no wiser. He looked up and sawme. "You? Again?" He shook his head. "But - but -"He'd probably noticed that from his perspective I hadn't aged one bit. I just smiled."This young lady owes you," said the other officer. "And the communitydoes too. We've been after this creep for a while now. Good to havehim off the street." The officer took Hermana's elbow. "Come on Miss,there's an ambulance coming to check you out."Hermana stopped in her tracks. "I'm fine. Really. Mr. Norris got himbefore he could do anything. I just have a couple of skinned knees." She brushed at them with her fingers. "That's all. He can walk mehome."The cop scratched his head. "Are you sure? Sometimes a woman needs totalk things out with a counselor-"Hermana threaded her arm in mine. "That's okay. I'm fine. Really. I'll sign a complaint and testify. All that stuff. But right now, Ineed Mr. Norris to escort me home.""I'll need statements from both of you." His voice was stern, as iflecturing us."Tomorrow, okay? I just need to get home." Hermana was squirming."Okay, Miss. Have a better night."Felice came running over. "Daddy, how did you get here before me?"She'd just left me at our house."A father's secret.""Your dad saved me from getting raped." Hermana leaned her head againstmy chest. "He's a hero. Lots of young women will be safer because ofhim."I thought briefly about the young women whom I'd educated in theirearlier lives. I didn't know, but maybe that did make them safer."Go home, Felice. Tell your mother I will be home as soon as I getHermana home safely."Hermana and I stood there on the field, watching Felice walk away,occasionally looking back at us, maybe shaking her head. Was shejealous? Did she have reason to be?Hermana held me close. "I am so grateful." She lifted her face towardsmine, eyes half closed, lips pursed.I thought, what the hell and kissed her. She pressed herself againstme. God, it was just like holding Heather, Sissy's mom and my pretendwife. And I had vivid memories of our romps in bed. Amazing!Hermana broke off the kiss and grabbed my hand. She led me diagonallyacross the playing field."This isn't the way to your house, is it?""We have a stop to make." At the opposite corner, and our seemingtarget, was a field house, green clapboards with metal grating on thewindows. Hermana pulled a key from a slit pocket in her skirt. "Thecoach loaned me the key so I could clean up in here." Hermana left thelight off: streetlights barely illuminated the room. In one corner,someone had laid down some gym mats, stacked to resemble a bed. Damn,Hermana had planned on getting me here. Maybe she planned a detour evenif I'd driven her home. And from the looks of things, she expected meto drive something else home.Hermana pulled off her top. Her breasts bulged at the edges of her bra. Her cleavage was too tight to take even my small finger. "I have aconfession." She dropped her skirt, leaving her only in that tight bra. She ran one finger through her labia. "I was so hot from seeing younaked, and anticipating that we'd do it, that when that guy jumped me, Iwas almost going to let him. You know, put it in." She held her fingerup for me to see and smell. "See, I'm so wet. I was going to close myeyes and pretend it was you. But now I don't have to pretend." She putit to my lips. I tasted her sex. "Can I see it again?"I pulled off my pants and underwear. My erection was throbbing.She brought me over to the stacked mats and knelt down on their padding. "Ooh, my knees hurt." My cock got a kiss and a lick. "Mmmm. Yourpenis is so big and hard. I bet you want to put it inside me.""Not until I see if you're ready." The worst thing I could have donewas try to force my cock into an unprepared vagina. "Lay back."She did as instructed, spreading her meaty thighs apart. I touched herlabia. They throbbed with desire to be separated. I leaned in, thesmell of her pussy intoxicating. I couldn't help myself and tasted her,my lips on hers, then a slip of my tongue inside. Just a sample. Oh,what the hell, I went crazy, licking and slurping and darting my tongueinto her like a small agile penis. Her ass bucked on the mats. I heldonto her hips so she wouldn't throw me off. She wailed as she pushed myhead onto her crotch. I was suffocating and loving it. "Oooohhhhh, Godhave mercy on me! God, keep doing it. Don't stop. I love this!"When she relaxed her grip of my hair, I came up for air. My mouth wascovered with cunt juice. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did.""Oh yes!" She pulled me up so we were face to face. She ran a fingeracross my lips, to squeegee off her juices and then sucked her fingersclean. "You're my hero. Tonight and every night." She held me close. My cock was hard, dangling above her belly. She ran her hands down tomy ass and pulled me closer. "Kiss me."I did as she asked. She moaned while we kissed and squirmed against me. I wanted her, but not now. I knew the clock wouldn't allow me to takeher virginity. I'd have to wait until she had a bad first sex. Then Icould go back in time and fix the situation.I considered violating the clock's rule and fucking Hermana now. Whatwould be the difference, taking her virginity now or waiting untilsomething bad happened? If I waited, then I'd have to go back in timeand fix it And then it hit me: I'd already done that. This wasn'treal time; this was past time, just minutes instead of years or decades. This was my opportunity to do the right thing. I knelt on the mattressat just the right distance so when I leaned forward, our sex organswould line up. She spread her legs in anticipation. I climbed betweenthem and positioned my cock at her entrance. "I'll be gentle.""The hell you will." She grabbed my hips. "I want to be fucked." Shepulled me in. The friction was exquisite."Okay then, how's this?" I pulled back and let her have the fulllength. Her lubrication helped, but my cock was exploring virginterritory. "Do I fill you up?" I pulled almost all the way out andthen back in, quickly, full length."Oh God, yes. I've dreamed of doing this for so long."She was only eighteen. The idea of a hot to trot teenager previouslylusting after me while she was underage raised my enthusiasm. I poundedaway in missionary style until I was out of breath. Then she got ontop, leaving her bra on. It was a good choice, because her flailingbreasts would have done both of us damage. She undulated her hips tocontrol of the speed and depth of our engagement.I was afraid I wouldn't get my own orgasm. Hell, she'd had at least afew. "How about doggie style? On all fours?"She was all for it even though I'd have her on those bruised knees. Maybe the adrenaline from sex had dulled her pain. After I was behindher and inside, I popped the latch on her bra. My hands took up thetask of weighing them, then fondling them, then pinching and massagingand grabbing at her beautiful, wondrous hanging globes. She liked theattention her tits were getting, reacting with sound and a tightenedtwat with each palpitation. I felt the ripple of semen before it burstout of my cock deep into her pussy. "Oooohhh God! Oh God!"I was drained, energy and juice-wise. I rolled to the side. She didthe same, putting us in a spooning position. My cock hadn't shrunk andpoked at her butt."We'd better go. My folks will be worried if I'm late.""Are you sure you'll be safe?""You're right. Maybe I should stay at your house tonight." She reachedover to pick up her bra, which I'd tossed into a pile of athleticequipment. It was stuck on something. She yanked hard at the strap. Abatting helmet came flying up from the pile and made direct contact withmy head.---I woke up in bed, Maggie hogging the covers. I hoped that fixing thingswith Hermana hadn't messed up something else. I thought about howFelice had greeted me the night before, with a dick-hardening kiss. Didthe current Maggie still want me to initiate Felice? And how in theworld could I ask?### An Original H M Tale ### Send me an email at throwfemales@me.com and give me feedback. Otherwise, I don't know you're reading my stuff. Copyright (c) 2012, HarveyMarcus. All Rights Reserved.