Author: Honey Moon Title: A year of Sundays Part: 01 Keywords: scifi, time-travel, gang-bang, bukkake, watersports A Year of Sundays 01 by Honey Moon The second she said it Cindy wished she could call the words back. She and her boyfriend, Bill were discussing sexual fantasy, after making love all night after her birthday party. He had reveled his fondness for lesbian pornography, movies pictures even erotic stories. "My biggest fantasy," he finally summed up, "is to watch you make love to another woman." He grinned at her, and hugged her tightly. She could feel his penis growing again, pressing firmly against her tummy. "Come on Cindy, out with it! I told you mine, now it's your turn!" Cindy thought about it. "Anything?" she asked. "Anything!" he answered as he began to run his fingers over her body. "Ok, I'll tell you," she felt herself blushing, then finally, all in a rush, blurted out. "I've always wanted to do it with a bunch of guys! Have them take turns with me, then jerk off all over me!" One look at his face, and she felt like she was hit with ice water! "That's, that's disgusting," he finally muttered, sitting up in bed. "What? You said you wanted to see me with a woman! Why is mine so bad?" Bill looked at her. "I just wanted to watch you, with a woman, that's all. I, I just don't think I could share you with other men." He got out of bed, and pulled on his clothes. "I have some circuit diagrams to go over for work. I'll see you tomorrow." "Shit!" Cindy whispered to herself, as she held the gold locket he had given her against her breast. "You started this William! How dare you get mad at me?" Cindy went to the bathroom and took a shower, that way, she could kid herself into thinking she wasn't really crying. Bill drove out to the lab, mad at his own reaction. "Dammit!" He pounded the steering wheel. "I called her disgusting! I'll be lucky if she ever speaks to me again!" He keyed in his clearance code, and powered up his computer. Bill worked long hours into the night, and dozed off, right at his workstation. He awoke with a start. If his colleagues could see him now, they would have thought him insane. Bill laughed with glee, as he gathered the electronic components he needed, a rather large bulge showing in the front of his slacks. "Edison was wrong!" he bellowed happily. "Invention isn't 99% perspiration! It's more like 99% lust!" He went off into another fit of laughter. "Cindy baby! I don't have to share you! Just you wait until your next birthday! I'm gonna shower you with my own special gift!" He carefully faked the computer invoices, so nobody would know what costly equipment he was stealing, and happily took his new toys home. Cindy noticed a change in Bill, after her birthday. A change she didn't like at all. He still took her out, but never on Sunday. As the weeks passed, it soon became apparent that he wouldn't even call her, or even just stop to say hello, on Sunday. Even when they did date, he would only make love on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Mondays, he always was too tired to do more then cuddle, Thursday through Saturday were a complete write off. It was as if he were saving himself for somebody else! You can't blame her; Cindy convinced herself he was having an affair! The months passed. Cindy tried everything she could, to get him more interested in her. Finally she started following him, on his mystery Sundays. Cindy sat in her car, feeling puzzled. "He never goes out," she said to herself. "Nobody ever goes in. What the hell is he doing in there?" She slipped out of the car, and walked up to the empty warehouse he had been visiting for weeks now. She tried the door. It was locked. Just as she was about to give up, she spotted a small window. Slowly she peeked over the edge, and saw, nothing! The warehouse was completely empty! Empty, that is, except for the sweat suit Bill was wearing, and a large grid painted on the floor, numbered from one to fifty one. Cindy went back to the car. And drove home. "He must have slipped out the back or something." She drove home, and on the way, made up her mind. This year she was spending he birthday without Bill. In fact, she was going to tell him she never wanted to see him again! He always talked marriage, but how long did he want her to wait anyway? Bill was ecstatic! Today was Cindy's birthday! He was going to give her a present she would never forget! The knock on the door startled him. He opened the door, and there was Cindy. "Happy birthday baby!" he exclaimed happily. "Bill, I have something to tell you," she said with a sad look in her eyes. "I know you've been seeing another woman!" He opened his mouth to protest, but she just barreled on. "I'm not that dumb. You see her every Sunday! You can't even get it up again on Mondays! And then you have me on some kind of schedule! What am I, your mid week fuck!" All her anger came pouring out. "I hope you two will be very happy! I'm spending my birthday by myself!" "Well, I guess I wasn't kidding!" Bill grabbed Cindy, and pulled her into the house. "What the hell are you doing! Let go of me!" Cindy struggled in his grip, then began to panic. She heard a clicking, and felt cold steel against her wrists. "What the fuck? Get those handcuffs off me, you pervert!" Bill carefully pushed her onto the sofa, then scrambled to grab her kicking legs. After another set of clicks her legs were shackled too. "I'm really sorry about this, Cindy." She opened her mouth to scream, and he quickly stuffed a plastic ball in it, strapping it tight. "I know you don't believe this now, but you are in for the time of your life!" Cindy struggled, and tried to get to her feet. "No, no, no!" he laughed." You wait here!" He pushed her back down, and held her legs tightly. He unlocked one cuff, and passed the chain through her handcuffs, then snapped it back on her ankle. Bill looked longingly at her. Seeing Cindy so helpless was making his cock so hard! He shook his head, and went back to work. "You were a little early. I should have remembered to tell myself the exact time. You can take a nap, I'll be back for you in about an hour." Cindy tried to sit up, after he left, and only succeeded in falling on the floor. He must have gone insane, she thought to herself. He tells himself things? Cindy tried to ignore it at first, but soon couldn't deny her feelings. She was scared, true, but deep down, she was getting so turned on. She must have fell asleep, suddenly it was darker, and she really had to pee! She felt a cool draft on her cheek, and the light came on. "Oh poor baby! Are you hurt?" Bill carefully picked her up, and placed her back on the sofa, laying on her stomach, her arms and legs forming a triangle above her. She saw a glint of steel in the corner of her eye, and thought her heart would stop, he was going to stab her! "Calm down!" he said, as she moaned and struggled anew. "Oh these are just safety scissors from my first aid kit. He carefully began to cut away her dress. "These work great! I guess I shouldn't be surprised, after all, they were made to cut clothing off of accident victims!" Soon he was working on her bra, then her panties. Cindy was now completely nude, lying helplessly before him. "I bet I know how to make you more comfortable!" He pulled her to the edge of the sofa, and placed a pot below her. "Go on, you know you have to!" Cindy felt so ashamed as he watched her pee into the pot, the sound hissing in her ears. He picked up the pot, and looked inside. "Boy, you really had to go, didn't you?" He seemed to pause for a moment. "I never did like that sofa!" He carefully placed the pot on the coffee table, and then rolled Cindy onto her side. "I'll buy a new one tomorrow!" With that, he grabbed the pot, and poured it onto her face! The ball in her mouth was keeping her lips parted, and it had holes in it! Her own urine came flooding into her mouth! In her shock, she couldn't help swallowing some, and felt the warm liquid make it's way down her throat. "Oh, would you look at the time! We better get going to your birthday party!" He picked her up once more, and carried her into the garage. His car was waiting inside, doors open. He placed her damp nude form on the floor in back, and covered her with a blanket. "We'll be there soon, baby! Just you and me and me and me!" he laughed again, and Cindy was more scared then ever! It was a short drive, but it seemed like hours to her. Bill picked her up, and carried her into the warehouse she had followed him to months ago! It looked much different now. The whole place was spotlessly clean, and brightly lit. The only object in the vast room was a single king size bed, in the exact center. Bill placed her on the bed, and quickly undid the handcuffs, as he tied her to the bed with silken cords He propped up her head on a pillow. He looked at his watch, waited and waited a moment. "Now watch this!" he commanded. All she saw, was that odd grid, painted on the floor. Cindy heard a crackling, like if you accidentally put some aluminum foil in the microwave, and then, in a flash of light, the grid was full of Bill! All nude. All fully erect! Now she thought she was losing her mind! Bill, the one that brought her in, undid the ball, and took it out of her mouth. "What, what's happening?" she managed to whisper. This seemed to amuse all the Bills. "Remember last year on your birthday? We were talking fantasy, and you said you wanted to have sex with a bunch of guys, and then have them cum all over you! Well, Happy birthday!" "But, but how?" Cindy stammered. "Are they real?" "As real as you! You happen to be looking at the inventor of time travel!" he held up a small box, studded with controls. "Every Sunday for a year, I would come to this warehouse, and travel forward in time to your birthday!" Cindy's eyes grew wide as her fear faded away. "That means, there are" "Yep fifty-two, including me!" he quickly removed his own clothes, and she saw he was as hard as the others! Her body started to tremble in anticipation. The nearest Bill untied her, and she sat up, staring in wonder at all those hard penises. "This is incredible!" she breathed as they slowly surrounded her. Hands reached out, and gently pushed her down. Cindy felt like she was burning up, as dozens of hands stroked her body. Everywhere she looked, a Bill was touching her, and stroking his own cock. She even saw a couple stroking each other, and had to giggle. Was that homosexual, or just masturbation? The Bill that had brought her, seemed to be the spokesman. "How do you like your present, Cindy?" "Oh god, this is fantastic!" she opened her mouth wide, and the nearest Bill got the idea, and thrust his erection between her lips. Cindy reached out with both hands, and began to stroke two more Bills, as yet another climbed between her legs, and began to rub his swollen penis against her dampness. Cindy pulled her mouth from the thrusting Bill. "Wait! Hold on!" She sat up once more, and pulled the Bill on the bed over and made him lay down. She straddled his cock and settled onto it, taking him inside completely. "She looked back at another Bill, he winked, and held up a tube of lubricant. Cindy nodded, and in no time, felt his huge cock slowly sinking into her rosebud opening. She gasped, she had let him do that before, but with another Bill in her vagina, she had never felt this full! The Bill under her grabbed her just below her arms, and held her up. She was then able to go back to sucking a Bill, while stroking off two more! Cindy rocked on Bill, as Bill thrust into her bottom. She wanted to hold back, but just couldn't! Her body was wracked by one orgasm after another. The shaft in her mouth gave a jerk, and soon thick cream was pulsing into her mouth, she swallowed some, and let some run down her chin. She felt the other Bills pound into her, releasing their own warm floods within her. Something warm splashed her cheek. The Bills she was jerking off were now joining in, showering her face with their offerings. Cindy was almost high now, and couldn't stop. Other Bills took over, and the whole thing started over again! All night long, Bills fucked her in every position imaginable. She was exhausted, but still there were more Bills! One after another they climbed between her quivering legs, and fucked her. As others jerked off all over her body. She didn't know what system they had worked out, but everyone seemed to get a turn. Finally, Cindy had a moment to catch her breath. She was completely covered in semen. Her hair was plastered heavily to her skull, it was running into her eyes, stinging a little, and her heaving breasts were coated! She looked down, and clenched her sore vaginal muscles, and watched in amazement as milky white fluid seeped out... Her insides were full! She could even feel it flowing out of her ass! Her tummy felt a little upset though, all that salty liquid wasn't setting that well, but she didn't care. That was a small price to pay! She slowly sat up, and felt the sheet sticking to her. "Oh Billy, that was fantastic!" she looked once more at her glistening body, and giggled just a little. "How am I going to get cleaned up? I can't go home like this!" One of the Bills stood over her on the bed, and pointed his penis at her. "Happy Birthday Cindy!" he yelled as hot golden rain showered her body. One by one, the Bills emptied their bladders on her, then vanished in a flash of light. In about a half hour, there was just one Bill left. He dropped to one knee, at the side of the bed. "Cynthia, Will you do me the honor of being my wife?" Cindy looked at him. She was caked with semen, and dripping with urine. She never felt this happy in her life! "Of course I will! I love you William, all of you!" Webmasters, feel free to re-post my work, but read the notice below. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- H O N E Y M O O N S T O R I E S A R E C O P Y R I G H T E D T O the author. Private citizens are free and welcome to download and repost them. The Honey Moon name and email link must be kept intact, and the story may not be altered in any way. All legal disclaimers must be left in place. These stories may be circulated within all free forums, but they are not to be used by commercial sites, or by sites using a pay AVS. 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