The Time Riders: Part 16

To further the science.

Based on a post by BiscuitHammer, in 16 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.

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There was a knock at the door and Valentina came in, pushing
a silver cart in front of herself.

"Thought it might be time for refreshments," she
chirped, her cheerful brown eyes not at all fazed by the scene in front of her.
She looked at Becky. "I figured you might find some electrolytes handy, so
I have green smoothies, strawberry-banana smoothies, coconut water, and OJ.
That should fit the bill, right?"

"Thank you so much, Val," Becky said, not at all
bothered by being naked in front of this girl. Clearly it wasn't out of the
ordinary, so she didn't care. Not to mention she'd referred to Mike and Karen
as 'Master' and 'Mistress', so there was more to her employment than met the
eye. Nanu was staring at Val's outfit again, making Val giggle. She left the cart
and approached the tiny Egyptian girl now, smiling.

"Watch this, Nanu," she said before pulling her
arms into her chest and doing on spin, her short skirt flaring out and twirling
around her, revealing her tiny black panties. Nanu clapped excitedly, her eyes
wide with delight.

"Great, now she'll want to own one of those
outfits," Becky sighed, shaking her head. "I'm sorry for the fib I'm
about to tell about you, Val."

She looked at Nanu. "It's a pretty outfit, yes, but
it's a slave's outfit, darling."

The Egyptian girl blinked. "She is a slave?"

"Can't you see the collar she's wearing?"
Becky pointed out, indicating Val's black lace choker, with the glittering
white stone on the front.

"She; is a slave to the gods?" Nanu murmured,
lapsing into thought about that before looking back at Becky. "Well,
that doesn't sound so bad, does it? We should become their slaves."

Karen broke down giggling, hiding her face in her husband's
massive arm and kicking her feet cutely. Mike just smirked while Becky sighed
and rolled her eyes. Valentina had no idea what had just been said, but based
on her employers' reactions, whatever it was hadn't panned out as Becky
intended. She decided to make herself scarce.

"scuse me, servant stuff to do," she chimed, doing
a curtsy before leaving and closing the door behind her. Nanu sat up,
straddling Mike's waist and trying to figure out why the goddess was laughing.

"Really?" Becky groused, giving Nanu a sour
look. "I rescue you from slavery, and you decide to volunteer for it
because it's these two?"

"Do you blame me?" Nanu said with a shrug.
"As long as I get fed and fucked, this seems like a good life with
pretty clothing."

"You do not need to be a slave for us to do that
with you, Nanu," Karen pointed out, caressing her arm.

"Well, nobody's fucked me yet," Nanu
announced, trying to pout rather unsuccessfully. "What good is being a
free woman if it doesn't get me cock when I need it?"

"I see food and sex are her two primary drivers,"
Mike mused.

"And possibly revenge," Becky added, watching as
Nanu reached behind herself and took hold of the currently soft cock and began
massaging it. "If you see her whispering into her palm, shit's about to
get real. Honey, that might not be a good idea."

"They said I don't need to be a slave to fuck them,"
Nanu replied, still stroking and now fingering herself, as if to get ready.
"I want to be fucked."

"Let the chips fall where they may, I guess,"
Becky said, sitting up and moving around the bed to join Karen. Soon, they were
in a sapphic tangle, limbs wrapped around one another and kissing deeply. Nanu
watched while she stroked the god's cock, slowly bringing him to life.

Karen was on top of Becky now, sitting up and straddling
with their legs scissored and their wet pussies kissing. She began to squirm
her hips, and Becky did the same, groaning in pleasure.

"Hmm, missed this too," she murmured.

"As did I," Karen sighed, pulling Becky's leg up
so that it was braced against her with her toes in the air. They slowly slithered
together, nether lips mingling, clits brushing against one another. They were
both wet enough that they could hear their lovemaking.

The god was hard now, and Nanu was determined to do this
right. She moved backward and pushed up as tall as she could on her knees, her
cunt directly over the huge cockhead. She pressed against it and moved around,
making sure she was good and wet. She felt the tip just push her lips apart
slightly, and inched her way down. She bit her lower lip as the pressure increased,
feeling a very slow penetration.

She gasped and shuddered as the head went inside, stretching
her in a way she hadn't felt before, except with a fist. There was an audible,
wet and almost gristly 'pop' noise, followed by another from somewhere inside
her hips structure as she sank down and sat very still. Becky and the two
professors looked at her somewhat curiously.

"Nanu?" Becky asked. "You okay,
darling?"

The tiny girl didn't respond, still staring off into space,
her eyes unseeing. Finally, a single tear was trickling down her cheek.

"Oh, well done, Ramrod," Karen said rather
sarcastically to her husband, still looking at Nanu. "Even if you didn't
break her in half, she's still going to have hip dysplasia."

"I didn't make her do it," Mike pointed out.
"I hope we have a wheelchair around, though."

The Egyptian girl finally opened her eyes, slowly, and took
several deep breaths, her palms resting on the god's muscular abdomen. She
looked up at the ceiling, puckering her lips and making sucking sounds as she
tried to center herself. She trembled as she pushed up on her knees, starting
to move, and then shook almost violently as she sank back down. She squeaked
and then whimpered, going still. Then she repeated the process, taking it slow.

"Well, I'll be damned," Becky mused as she
watched, still grinding her cunt against Karen's. "She actually did it and
didn't kill herself. She'll be trying to sit on fire hydrants next."

Nanu didn't make it more than three strokes up and down
before she clapped her and over her mouth and screamed into it, her entire body
shaking as she came. Once she'd recovered, she began moving up and down again,
a little faster, determined to have at least one more orgasm before she died.
She straightened her torso and kept moving up and down, her eyes closed and a
shameless moaning escaping her lips.

She lasted a little longer this time, but still ended up
clamping both hands over her mouth and screeching, almost convulsing before she
simply wilted, collapsing forward on to the god beneath her, eyes wide open but
unseeing, chest heaving as she tried to breathe.

"Determined little thing, isn't she?" Karen mused,
looking on, even while she made love to Becky. How she'd missed this feeling
with her favorite student.

"You'd have to be, to survive what she did pretty much
her whole life," the blonde replied with a sigh, undulating beneath her
teacher. "She's such a sweetheart, but she surprises me sometimes with a
brutal mercenary streak. And her morals are; decidedly different from
ours."

"Noted," Karen said before leaning down and
kissing Becky heatedly, squashing their tits together. They were swallowing one
another's tongues, grinding and girl-fucking their way to bliss, until Becky
wailed into Karen's mouth, cumming hard. Karen followed moments later, bathing
Becky's cunt in her sticky essence.

They wrapped themselves up in one another, kissing deeply
and just enjoying the shared post-orgasm bliss. It had been too long, and Becky
would do her damndest to make sure that didn't happen again. She almost giggled
through the kiss as she thought about the fact that she had access to a time
machine, if she really needed to see to the issue.

She and Karen rolled themselves together into Mike's side, snuggling
into him while Nanu seemed quite content to simply remain motionless on top of
him. Given that she was almost bolted down to his cock, she might not have had
much of a choice in the matter, mind.

"You okay there, Prof?" Becky asked, smirking up at
him while she caressed her other idol.

"Might've been a while since I've been in anyone quite
this tight," Mike replied, smiling and pretending to wince, as if being
clamped inside Nanu was somehow painful.

"Excuse you, sir," Karen chimed, trying to sound
indignant, but failing as she giggled. "Am I to understand I am not tight
enough for you?"

"You're the perfect amount of tightness, Gordon, and
you know it," the huge blond man said, reaching over and caressing his
wife's ass cheeks. Karen purred contentedly at the contact, snuggling into
Becky even more. Becky sighed, because she loved watching the profs together.
She'd never seen two people more desperately in love, or more perfect for one
another.

"So is it just you and Nanu in your little arrangement?"
Karen asked, looking down at her student and gently poking her nose.

"Well," Becky began before offering a weak smile.
"It's complicated?"

"Given what a hard time you had earlier, perhaps I
shouldn't be surprised," mused the o