Part 3
Time travel? That little idiot used time travel? He's a bigger screw up than I thought! He thinks he's clever? He's not the most powerful magician on this planet! I am!
"What is it?" Aethis asked.
Peter held up a blue vial.
"I don't know. Bollasa gave it to me when Clara left. It's supposed to do something, but damned if I know what."
"Weird," Aethis said. "Why are you showing it to me now?"
They were both lying in bed naked. They had just made love and they were giving the sperm time to travel to her uterus before they sent in the second wave. Some sperm dribbled down the side of her leg from her overflowing cunt but plenty of it was in her. She could feel it.
"You know, I'm not sure," Peter said.
It shattered, spilling trace amounts of its blue contents onto both their bare bodies.
And then time shifted.
Aethis closed her eyes and felt a hand rub her clitoris.
"Hmmm, Peter, that feels good."
"You must forget this Peter," a woman's voice said flatly.
Aethis eyes shot open. She was back at the clinic, one of the Amazon healers was rubbing her cunt, trying to make her forget her trauma. But she had already done this, she had already been cured.
"Get off me!" she shouted in protest. She tried to sit up but her body was tied down with rope.
"Your ordeal was great. But in time you will forget it."
"No! I'm over it already! Let me go!"
"The healing process takes time."
"I've had time! I'm better now!"
"Nonsense, you've only been here a day."
"That's impos... Ooo!"
The healer's knowing hands had hit a particularly sensitive spot. Aethis could feel it something build in her, something great. But she had just been with Peter, how could she be back here. She had already been here. She had been treated, cured.
But the healer's hands were caressing her cunt. The healer's fingers were tickling her moistened flesh, teasing her sensitive folds. Until.. until...
"Aaaa! Yes!" Aethis shouted as a wave of orgasmic bliss washed coursed through her body.
The healer's fingers continued, unrelenting, pushing Aethis towards another orgasm.
It wasn't right. She wasn't supposed to be here, she was supposed to be with her husband. He should be sending her to flights of unparalleled pleasure, not this blonde bimbo.
Aethis could do nothing as the blonde's nimble fingers forced her to orgasm again. She knew what would happen, after climaxing many more times she her mind would become dulled, more malleable, and then the healer would begin to suggest things, just like last time.
Things like, you don't need that Peter. If you never see him again it will be okay. Your sisters can provide you with all the pleasure you will ever need.
Then the healer would start licking Aethis' body all over, coming to an end at her cunt, where Aethis would be made to climax many more times.
But she couldn't let that happen, not this time. She had to get back to Peter. She couldn't forget him, never. She would never forget him.
"No!"
"Yes, don't I make you feel good? Don't you like the way my fingers can bring you to pleasure."
Aethis did like it. She could feel the great waves of pleasure building up again, ready to be released, being held back only by the slightest of barriers, waiting for the next tickle, the next brush of flesh against flesh.
"No! My husband is better."
And then Aethis felt the barrage of stimulation stop. She sighed in relief, even though she was denied release.
"Husband?" the healer asked.
Peter opened his eyes and found himself lying next to Clara. For some reason she was wearing a maid's uniform. Peter's heart leapt. Clara? Here? Bollasa had told him that she was still busy being Marlos "assistant".
Regardless, she was lying next to him now. His heart ached to see her again. She was just as beautiful as he remembered. Her hair seemed a little longer and from the way his cock felt in her cunt he guessed she was looser. Marlos must have fucked her a lot in the past three years.
Wait, Peter's cock was buried in Clara's cock? Peter almost jumped up of the floor, afraid that Aethis might catch him. But the feeling of being inside of Clara's cunt again was so good.
Clara looked at peace. Peter was glad, back when they had been together she had always seemed so troubled, only able to be at peace after they had fucked, secure in the knowledge that someone in the world thought of her as wonderful even if she couldn't believe it.
Wait, wouldn't that mean that they had... Yes, that would explain his cock being in her body. Man, Aethis was going to have a fit. Until then, though, he was just going to enjoy seeing Clara one last time.
She must have sensed his intense staring. Her eyes fluttered open. "Peter?"
"Um, hi."
"I'm so glad you've forgiven me."
"Forgiven you? For what?"
"For leaving you, for going with Marlos. It was the biggest mistake I ever made."
"Yeah, sure, no problem. I guess it's okay. I mean, I can understand why you did it."
"No, it wasn't worth it. Not if it meant losing you. I promise, I won't make that mistake again, ever. Nothing is worth losing you twice."
Peter didn't have a clue what she was talking about. Then again, he wasn't sure how he had ended up here, in what seemed to be the afterglow of sex with Clara. Come to think of it, where was here? It looked a lot like Bollasa's house.
"Did I... What happ... Look, Clara, how did I get here?"
"Huh?"
"Last thing I remember was lying in bed with Aethis, so how did I end up here?"
"Who's Aethis?"
"My wife."
"No! You left her!"
"What?! When?!"
"You must have!" Clara screamed desperately. "You came to me, you promised me we would always be together!"
"When?!"
"Just before we fucked!"
"But I don't remember it!"
"You have to! You can't leave me! I need you!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm marrie..."
"Nooooo! Don't say that. I need you, I can't go on without you. Please! Please!"
Clara kept on pleading. Peter didn't know what to do, he hated seeing her like this, he wanted to help her. But what she was asking for, he couldn't possibly. Not when he was still married to Aethis. They were planning to have kids soon! He was trying to get her pregnant, so how could he possibly stay with Clara?
No fucker! No one messes with Abraxas, snow owl above snow owls! I will win!
"You are deeper in denial than I first thought," said the healer. She pulled one of her healing instruments from the tray, the extra large black dildo.
"No, I'm married! We're going to have children."
"The man who dropped you off said you had become delusional, enamored with him. We will change that, won't we."
"No! I'll never stop loving him!"
"We shall see."
The healer lined the black monstrosity in line with Aethis' already wet cunt and shoved.
Aethis screamed as the large latex cock impaled her. It filled her, in ways even Peter couldn't. She could feel it invading her, probing her, pushing against the lining of her body, forcing her wet, sticky insides to scrape against it.
She could feel it moving, in, out, in, out, seeming to pulse and shake. She shivered as it rubbed her insides ever so gently and yet so forcibly. It pushed her towards another orgasm, towards forgetfulness.
"It's okay," Peter said soothingly. He couldn't bear to see Clara in such pain. He touched her shoulder, feeling the firmness of her body beneath her silky uniform. His fingers snaked under the fabric, feeling her flesh beneath his.
He had forgotten how she felt.
"Peter?" she whispered hopefully.
He looked at her. She was vulnerable, just like when he first met her. She had been his damsel in distress, the princess from the story book, meant just for him. True she had been with Marlos, but she wanted him now.
Needed him.
"Please," she said, latching onto his body, holding him tightly. "I'm sorry. I never should have left you. Even if it meant staying as a wolf, I could never be happy without you. Take me with you, even if you stay married to that woman, take me with you. I'll be your mistress, your concubine, your whore, just let me stay with you."
Peter couldn't stand it anymore. He loved her, he knew he did. He always had. He couldn't stand to see her degrade herself for him. Not for him.
"Stop it," he said.
She pulled away crestfallen.
"No, stop saying such things. I love you. I'll never let you do such horrible things. I promised you that we would be together forever, and we will."
Clara's maid's uniform vanished, as if by magic. Her entire body was naked. For the first time in years Peter saw her breasts, her beautiful, prefect, breasts.
His cock got hard again. It grew while still in her cunt, and she gasped at a feeling she hadn't felt in years. They both knew when it happened there was only one thing to do. She rolled him on his back and began to ride his cock.
What? Her dress vanished? Can that bastard be any more obvious? Fine! Two can play that game.
Aethis wished that she was with Peter. Even as the large invader forced her to climax for the tenth time, she wished she was with Peter. As the waves of bliss passed through her exhausted body yet again, causing her to scream and groan with unequaled pleasure, her body shimmered and then disappeared.
The dildo that had been fucking her had turned into a magical dildo, capable of granting the user's wish upon orgasm. It had magically appeared from when it last vanished, after being used to wish an Amazon into a cannibal tribe's prison.
Aethis found herself standing in the doorway of a house where a woman was enthusiastically fucking a man. She rode his cock like she knew what she was doing, obviously over experienced in such matters.
She didn't know the woman, but the man... it was Peter!
Peter was cheating on her? Impossible, obviously he had succumbed to the same thing Aethis had, transported to a moment in his past.
Still, that meant he still had memories of their marriage, which meant...
Aethis grabbed the woman on her husband's cock and threw her off him. The surprised woman shouted in protest but was no match of the Amazon's strength.
Peter looked up.
"Aethis?"
"Peter, we're married, right?"
"Right."
"Good, then why are you letting your cock be wasted like that when we both know it belongs to me?"
She lowered herself onto his hard cock. His member was already coated in that other woman's juices so lubrication wasn't a problem. Aethis simply slid the cock into her cunt and began to bounce, letting the memories of the black abomination be forgotten in the face of her husband's glorious manhood.
Magic dildo? Oh come on!
Clara pulled herself onto her hands and knees and launched herself at the strange woman. She caught the newcomer in the midsection while she was in mid-thrust, knocking her backward, but more importantly, off of Peter's cock.
Clara herself landed on Peter's torso, in just the right position to lower her mouth onto his cock and suck. She could taste the stranger's juices on his cock, but soon she had licked those off so all she was tasting was pure cock.
She could feel Peter's tongue gently flicker over her cunt, experimenting. Soon it was lapping at her woman hood, leaving them in a happy 69.
I think not!
Aethis stood up to see her husband engaged in a 69 with the other woman. She grabbed the bitch's hair and pulled up, forcing Peter's cock out of the bitch's sucking mouth with a pop.
Peter groaned.
"Ow!" the bitch screamed. "Let go! Peter, help me!"
"Peter, don't you move!" Aethis shouted. "Let me take care of this home wrecker and then we can go home and fuck!"
"Peter! Please! You promised! Don't leave me!"
"Don't listen to her, you swore to always stay with me."
"Please! I can't lose you!"
"I'm not letting you leave me alone!"
"Not again!" they both screamed.
Peter stared at them uncertain what to do.
My name is... Actually I have no name. No one ever addresses me. You may call me Peter. I am not the same Peter that was once living with the girl that turned into a wolf. I am not the same Peter that married an Amazon bandit. I am a house.
The one you know as Peter lives within me. As have his parents, his grandparents and so on. I have come to identify with Peter. It was while he lived within me that I became alive, or so you might term it. I believe I was always alive, having the life force of many trees within me, having families live within me.
My time on this earth is short. All life is. But while I am here I wish the best for those who live within me. Especially for Peter, he that took care of me, he that loved me, he I have come to love as a house is meant to love his families.
I am his house. My magic is great. And I will have him happy.
"I love you," Peter said. "Both of you."
The two women looked at each other, jealousy and anger coursing through their eyes.
"Why must I choose?"
Surprised, neither woman said anything, looking to Peter to clarify.
"I-I can't choose. I don't want to choose. I don't want to lose either of you."
Emotionally spent, Peter broke down and cried. Clara and Aethis went to him, neither pushing the other out of the way, and both held him. He held them both in turn and no one let go for a long time.
Peter was in heaven. Clara and Aethis were giving him a blow job, each woman engulfing a side of his cock in his mouth. If he looked down it looked like they were kissing with his cock caught in the middle. When they got to the tip they would switch off engulfing his cock head. They had the rhythm down pat. They had a lot of practice.
Both of them were pregnant. Aethis was further along than Clara. The Amazon had an obligation to get pregnant, Clara simply waited until it happened. There had been some harsh negotiations about that, Aethis had insisted that she needed to fuck Peter alone some times to ensure pregnancy. Clara demanded at least two fucks alone with Peter for every one Aethis had demanded. It took some debating, but finally they had come to an agreement.
Even so, the most popular form of sex in the house was the threesome. They had come up with some creative threesomes: two girls on a guy, guy and a girl on a girl, one guy switching between girls, a guy on a girl on another girl. Then there was some stuff with role playing. Their favorite one was when Peter pretended to be the football player and Aethis and Clara pretended to be cheerleaders, although the one where Peter was a scientist and the girls were his test subjects was fast becoming a favorite as well.
Through it all they were happy. They had their trials, but together it was nothing they couldn't overcome.
Outside two owls watched the many sexual escapades that would occur in the house. Although they tried at times, despite their great power, neither could seem to find a way inside. So they had to be content to sit and watch their pets frolic from afar.
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