Be faster next time

Norman was about to knock on the door but stopped his gesture at the last moment.

"Damn, what am I doing here ?!"

He always held in his hand the little envelope that Francoise, his former French teacher from college, slipped on his bag, when he crossed her two weeks before at the supermarket. Inside, a picture of a gorgeous young woman with this message "Call me the next Youth Day" and her number.
Despite this very attractive invitation, when the day came, Norman didn't dared to call. After all, it was "Madame Later", his old French teacher whom he had always found intimidating and whom he and his friends hated at the time. He could hardly imagine it today as a girl he could fuck. Lying on his bed, he once again looked at the picture she left him ... and began to masturbate before stopping abruptly.

"Shit, Norman, why are you here, masturbating in front of a picture, when you could have the real one ?!"

Françoise didn't live very far from his home. So he ran to her house and, after one last hesitation, knocked on her door. All the consistency that Norman then gathered went up in smoke when the young Francoise opened the door practically naked.

"Norman?"
"Madame ... I mean ... Françoise, I'm coming ... for the invitation!"

With a stiff movement he held out the envelope.

"Uh ... that's nice, Norman. Gosh... I should be careful not to give too much at once"
"Huh ?!"
"Listen ... They're already two inside and ... I don't think I can handle three guys at once, you should call next time. And... be faster!"
"Françoise, are you coming back?"

A man's voice called her behind.

"I'm coming," she replied, "Well, see you later, Norman!"
"Yeah ... see you later, Madame Later"

Yet that day, Norman was persuaded. He would never come back to the door of his former French teacher. At the moment, he felt more intimidated in front of her than during all his schooling.

Bully's father

- H ... how did you say you called yourself?
- Louisa ... Louisa Hanson! Do you know someone with that name? A member of my family maybe ?
- Uh, no no.

Tim was lying, of course. He knew one of her family's member very well: Steve Hanson. His worst enemy since primary school. His tormentor.
And thanks to the Time Machine his best friend invented, fate brought him in 1985, in this bar, in front of Steve's mother, then a single very beautiful young woman.
An idea of personal vengeance then born in Tim's mind. He managed with smooth talk to seduce her worst ennemy's mother who, under his charm, invited him to her home where they fucked wildly.

Satisfied with this little revenge, Tim then returned to his present ... unaware that that day, by having unprotected sex, he gave birth to the one who, few years later, would become his bully.

The tournament

- Are you ... sure?
- Seriously ?! A pretty girl undressin in front of you and invites you in her bed and you make your shy!
- Well ... your mother and your brother are in the room next door. There is even your grandmother! It doesn't bother you ?
- No, don't worry! They are cool with it. We are a very open-minded family!
- OK... if you say so !

Vivien finally accepted Clara's invitation to join her in bed and did not regret it.
30 minutes later, the young man caught his breath. It was not the first time he slept with this girl who offered him to be her sexfriend. It was the second one actually. If the previous one, Clara had been tender, she here adopted a more bestial and brutal approach not necessarily unpleasant but exhausting.

- So ? How was it ?
- It was great !
- But how "great"?
- Well ... I do not know, it was... great!
- It was better or worse than the last time.
- Er ...
- Come on, answer, please ! Its important to me !
- OK then...

A few minutes later, Vivien left the house, greeting Clara's family who, indeed, didn't seem to have been embarrassed in the least by their antics. As soon as he was gone, his mother asked her daughter:

- So ?
- Well ... it was not clear, he ...
- I heard everything, said Lilian, Clara's little brother. Vivien tried to be polite but he clearly preferred your "tender" approach, Clara.
- Yes! exclaimed the "mother". Win!
- Shit !
- Come on mom, give me back my body!

Clara's mother complied and gave her daughter's body back. Then, the real Clara continued her victory show with a dance.

Clara's family all had the ability to exchange their bodies with each other at will. Accustomed to lend each other, they no longer had any embarrassment, including when it was for sex. They even organized regularly a "best fucker" tournament to see who was the best in this field.
Clara just eliminated her mother and was now in the final.

- Ok, announced his brother, this tournament's referee. Next game, Clara against our grand-champion: granny. The match will take place in Mom's body with Mike, the bartender she hit on the other day. First run tonight, and the draw said it was Clara starting!

First time oral sex

During their 40 years together with Gabriel, Anna never experienced the joys of cunnilingus.

Her former husband, dead for several years, had always been too macho. He refused to "lower himself" before a woman to lick his private parts.

Fortunately, Cedric, her young age-shifter neighbor, was much more comfortable with his manhood. So after rejuvenating Anna, he made her taste for the first time the pleasure of oral sex.

No ID

My son and his wife think I don't hear them arguing upstairs. But they don't know that during my youth I had very good ears. I act, however, as if nothing happens. After my stupidity, I don't have the right to complain.

But I was so eager to find my youth back that when this traveling salesman rang my door with this elixir of youth at a ridiculous price, I didn't think and, just after he left, immediately drank it.

At first, I could not be happier to have found  back the body of my 20 years.

Then I realized a slight problem: my 20YO self no longer exists legally for more than 40 years.

The young woman that I become no longer has valid ID, no more bank account ... And of course, I almost passed for crazy when I tried to explain I was this good old Mrs. ROMANE, rejuvenated thanks to a miracle product from which there is no longer a drop left. Even Carole, my best friend, called the police, believing she had to deal with a scammer.

Luckily, I still managed to convince my son of my identity. But with his couple problems he's having right now, I can say that my presence does not help his business. Alas, I have no choice but to come to his home if I don't want to end up on the street.

The Virtual Time Machine

I try here a new type of cap. I hope my explanations are clear and the concept will interest you and inspire me ;)

***

When my grandson explained me everything about the Virtual Time Machine (VTM), I was immediately seduced by the idea.
This amazing technology, now available to mainstream audiences, was a virtual headset making everyone able to virtually time travel in his own past. You just had to plug the device into your brain and, by using all the memory stored during your lifespan (even if you cannot remember them clearly, they are still here), the VTM will make you revive a past episode of your life you chose.
But the most impressive is that if you are not limited to see your past again. You can also interact to try different things. Then, the VTM will simulate consequences of your different choices and make other people react accordingly.


It took long for me to have opportunity to use it. But the wait let me enough time to think about the event I wanted to change. I lied to my family, saying I wanted to see my dead husband again. I had less romantic motive.

July 3, 1978

It was amazing. Just after I plugged into the VTM, I found myself in my 20YO body. Back then, I was such a cute young woman with many suitors. One of them was Silivo. A hunky Italian stallion. He was so sexy and charming. But at that time, I chose to remain faithful to the one who would later become my beloved husband and father of my children and refuse the offer myself. A decision I didn't regret but this simulation would allow me to quench my curiosity about what it could have been happened if, that night, I said "yes".

"Silvio ? It's ... hum ... Leah! ... If your offer still holds, let's meet to the hotel opposite the station at 8pm ... No, don't worry ... And after all, we only live once."

Remember they're old, fat and ugly !

Maxime did not know where to put himself, trying to hide as it should be his huge boner. To calm himself, he kept repeating himself:

(This woman in front of you is actually Roselyne, a quincagenarian with a fucking huge wart on the nose! And her friend is not better, the big fatty Murielle! So stop being horny ! Damn ! Fucking Leo doing this to me !)

Two hours before, Maxime made the mistake of complaining to his friend Leo that he was forced to go to a party for work and that all his female colleagues were fat, old and ugly.
Leo asked him if he thought it would help him if they were young and beautiful. Maxime answered "downright!" thinking it was just a joke. He did not expect Leo to hypnotize him so he would see all his female colleagues as hot sexy babes.