Double Teaming Tesla and Twain – a Jessica the Time Travelling Slut™ Story

By J.K. Jones

Nikolai Tesla’s Laboratory, 33 South Fifth Ave., West Broadway.
March 4, 1894 4:15 p.m.

With a deep bassy throb, the portal opened for exactly 3.14 seconds, and a beautiful woman stepped through it, and into the room.

Jessica straightened up and stretched her lithe, long-legged, overly busty body, which was packed into a dark brown leather bodysuit. She pushed her long auburn hair out of her beautiful blue eyes; she then reached down and pulled a leather string out of her pocket, and tied back her hair, letting it cascade down between her slender, muscular shoulders.

The two men in the room watched with shock and surprise on their faces. One of them was tall, dark haired and mustachioed, with a Eastern European cast to his narrow features. He was in a white laboratory coat, with the sleeves rolled up. The other man was shorter, wider, dressed in a fine suit with a white shirt and bow tie. He had a wider face, pointed nose and big, American eyebrows and mustaches. His hair was salt and pepper, and his hands were wrapped around a beer mug.

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Not an average night out [forced] [rape TW]

***rescued from my Tumblr, I do not condone rape in any way, this was written for someone who asked***

I spotted you across the bar. That short dress showing just a bit too much thigh. Your hips swinging as you danced away with your friends, showing off your pretty little body. I wanted you. Needed you. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. You sat down and crossed your legs. A flash of your pink panties. That’s was it.

I get another drink while I figure out how I’m going to get you.
After a while you leave without your friends. You stumble through the doors and into the street. I follow. You walk towards the park. The lights are still off. Perfect.

[MF] The time my best friend lost his virginity behind me

A little backstory:
Towards the end of high school, I invited one of my best friends (BF) to join a prom group that already had a bunch of singles in it, to try to get him to meet someone. I never had a problem wooing girls, but he has this quality that I’ve always admired about him: he communicates with everyone the same way, regardless of gender. So in short, he hadn’t really talked to girls for longer than about a minute. At the dance, he still sort of sat on the sidelines, and I knew I had to help him out. I knew one of my girl friends (GF) had just gotten out of a horrible breakup not too long ago, and I took it upon myself to “set them up” by telling each one that the other was interested in them. Before long, they were going out.

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BEAUTIFUL

It’s morning in Sheffield, Iowa, sometime in the early sixties. I’m probably about eight, visiting for the summer. My grand-mother is getting dressed in front of the big mirror in the bathroom. I’m sitting on the closed toilet, watching, because at my house, with my no-nonsense mom, nothing this exciting ever happens. Grandmimi pulls on pantyhose, a slip. Her skirt, the matching blouse. A pin, bracelet, her rings. She steps into her high, high heels. Fluffs up her hair, nails it with hair spray. Spritzes perfume. She uses an eyelash curler, mascara, powder, rouge. And finally, she untubes her red lipstick and deftly colors her lips. Now I’m standing next to her. She knows I’m down here, by her hip. She tears herself away from her fabulous reflec-tion to swoop down in a cloud of perfume and hair spray for my morning kiss, full on the lips. Now I’m beautiful, too.

TURNED ON

[MFF] My wife (55) is a size queen and wont admit it.

My wife of 30 years has always been very vocal whenever we have a seen a large cock in porn etc…Its too big, it would hurt, no way, It will stretch me too much etc. But I have used some larges dildos on her that she liked so I always expected she was not being 100% honest. I’m am 100% average to thick sized. But she doesn’t know what I know.

Close to 30 years ago she went on a trip with her girlfriend Leanne to Bali. I suspected something had happened on the trip because there was a lot of secret smiles and smirking but it took me about 10 years to find out why. When they got back there were several group photos of the girls with other people and few of this guy, I was told was an Irish boy Graham that made them all laugh so much.

[Group] She took them all at once.

So this story is more-or-less nonfictional, but who knows? Maybe it all really happened that way. Maybe it’s all just fiction.

I knew a friend who went to get his commercial driver’s license at a school down south and went to a class for sometime to earn it. While he was there, there was this woman named… let’s call her Jane.

Jane was in her late 30s/early 40s and married to the owner of a successful business. She took the trucking gig because she wanted to make some extra money because her other jobs didn’t pan out so well. She was white, short blackish-brown hair, light green-blue eyes, and a nice round ass. You would’ve thought she was a veteran pornstar by the way you looked at her.

Anyway, while she was at school, she was always being hit on by the other guys. In the evenings after she called her kids, she’d stay up with a study group in one of the hotel rooms. From what my friend had mentioned, Jane got around with these guys.

[Group] Halloween with a twist – a true story about something crazy I did for Halloween

Hey everyone! This is a true story I have to tell, and it happened on Halloween just a couple of days ago, so it’s very fresh in my mind and I figured why not share it all with you, and get your reactions?

I’m part of a close group of friends, and we’ve all been very close since the very beginning of high school. We’re a lot older now, in our late 20s, but we still hang out pretty much every week, to this very day, even though our lives have all gone in quite different directions.

We were the nerdy group in high school, and have all been very successful as a result, and as such we’re none of us even remotely the type of people to do the kind of thing that I’m going to be detailing here. This is a story of very, very out of character, but as a result quite extraordinary, actions.

There are four guys in the friend group, and two girls. I’m one of the two girls, and my best friend, who I’ll refer to as A, is the other one. A and I are actually roommates, and live together in our own place.

[MF] she came alive in the dark movie theater while ppl around us noticed

This happened a few weeks ago and this is my first time sharing on here so sorry if my writing is not good.

I went to the movies with a girl I just met almost two weeks prior. The theater was packed and we had to walk through people as they squeezed their legs aside to get to our spot. We sat next to a group of teenage (or early 20s? idk) boys to our left and two older women to our right. As soon as the movie started she was already trying to get comfortable while resting her head on my shoulder/chest so I put my arms around her, resting my hands on her thighs. She was thicc (yes two c’s), the type that had the curvys in all the right places and some.

[Group] I Fuckmeat

 “Sharon?” he says when I pick up the phone. He always asks first, just in case it’s a secretary or, God forbid, my husband answering my mobile.

 My tummy flips when I hear his voice. Heat rushes south and my vulva immediately begins to juice.

 “Speaking,” I reply, barely able to utter the word because my throat is suddenly clogged with the sexual yearning rising inside me.

 “Fuckmeat,” he says, the gross obscenity followed by a number.

 The former is the trigger, the code that means I’ll be setting aside my carefully constructed persona as a well-respected, high-flying political executive for the evening ahead. Instead, I’ll make my way to some seedy location – the sites he chooses are always run-down places like abandoned warehouses due for demolition, sleazy, despicable buildings perfect for the corruption that takes place.

 The latter is the number of men I can expect to find waiting for me. That afternoon he murmurs the number I’m going to take is fourteen.

 Fuckmeat 14.

Behind the Scenes of the Haunted House [MF] .

This happened a while ago, I was in college working at a haunted house in college.

Oh about me, at the time. I was 22, same height I am now (6’3), more lean muscle as I was much more active and younger, same broad shoulders, and the same….size.

It was a clown house, about 7 of us worked around, dressed up as the creepy clowns. The house itself had some fun scare areas with fake walls, or drop down paintings. It also had a blacklight effect, so our colors popped more and more.

One of the other people working was Amanda. She was 21 as well, about 5’6, strong dance legs and frame, a huge smile, and long blonde hair. She was a fiery personality, never sugar coated things. Some people saw her as a bitch, I thought she just didn’t bullshit. It was a confidence i found sexy about her. Watching her dance in shows (I worked backstage or And participated in some classes) also was a treat. A beauty watching her move around.