Chaos at Cahokia State Park: Part 2

Paul and Beth get it on.

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"How old is he?" Anna wondered aloud. Mentally wondering why watching a baby nurse at his mother's tit would have her nether lips dripping like a faucet. Anna had never found women sexually attractive before.

"He turned two months old, yesterday." Replied Beth with a dreamy look in her eyes. "I have to tell you for the first five days after I stopped jumping through gates I was incredibly and easily aroused. I even felt desire for my own gender. Every time I have found someone, that has recently jumped through a gate, I have wanted them. Man or woman it didn't matter. I am not a queer or what is that term they are using now? Lesbian, I think it is. My point is, quite simply, I desire you, but I think about Paul and how he would feel if I took you to my bed and left him out."

"Alright, so, I have never desired a woman, but I find myself wet and throbbing around you. I watched you nurse your son and for some reason I was incredibly aroused by the sight. Like you I don't consider myself a lesbian either. I don't want to put a strain on your relationship with Paul as well. So now the question is what do we do about this?" Anna said as she reached out to stroke Beth's child free tit. Feeling its heft and swell in the palm of her hand.

"Mum? Dad says the tea will get too cold to eat if we wait any longer." Said the young blonde haired man with the week old stubble and piercing grey blue eyes that matched Anna's own.

God I want him! He is an absolutely gorgeous man! I'd strip off my clothes and let him have me if I had a bed to use! Anna thought as she felt her petals swell and drip. Thankful that she could let her body air out, from under the long skirt.

"Thank you, Andrew. Tell Dad, you can start without us. We will be down shortly." said Beth as she popped her nipple out of a sleeping Jimmy's mouth. "We shall have to find you somewhere to sleep tonight, Do you want to go back to your own time and place, or do you want to stay here? You should decide before you lay your head down." Beth said as she replaced her top and tucked in her skirt. "I know for me; I like this century far more than my own. The living is easier, and I am already older than my grandmother ever got! She died just before her thirty seventh birthday trying to give birth to her twentieth child. I was fortunate that my mother stopped being able to conceive children after my birth. I was unfortunate to have brothers who wanted adventure and were able to sneak away to the sea, leaving the drudgery of farm life far behind them. I don't think they ever, even looked back." Beth said with a tear in her eye. "Let's get you fed, before you attack me for what milk might be left in my body!" she said with a wink.

At the table, It was decided that Anna would share a bed with the youngest boy, Timothy. However, Paul never took his eyes off of Anna. Delighted now, the cute, little six year old, Timmy, finally got to have someone to keep him company at night and chase away the monsters from under the bed, and out of the wardrobe. Timmy loved his new found American Auntie and couldn't wait to snuggle up with her.

"Anna let me show you the shower here. I will scrub your back for you." said Beth with a very seductive smile. "Paul, why don't you put the ladder up the hay loft so I can get into the steamer trunk. It just dawned on me, that Anna will need night clothes."

"What, did the girl come here with? She didn't run about the countryside starker's, did she?" said an incredulous Paul as he had just sat down with the paper that Beth had discarded earlier. He didn't really feel like putting the heavy ladder against the side of the hayloft. He was tired and just wanted his bed. Though if it put him back in Beth's good graces and allowed him back between her thighs he would drag his balls across broken glass. The pull of Anna was almost more than he could bear. If he didn't know any better he would have sworn Anna was a jumper.

Beth looked around and said "Maybe, I want you to get me with child again, you randy old goat and with a house full of lads and a wee bairn there's privacy to be had in the hay loft, like when we were young. Plus, Anna is an intact jumper and we both feel her pull on us! Unlike the others, I have allowed you to have, Paul, this one is from the future. She doesn't belong here. If she stays you know it will corrupt the continuum. The next full moon she has to go back that's five days away. If you seed her like you did me and the others she will be stuck here as well. I hate to remind you about Sharon and Wesley., That looked like it was very painful for both the new and old versions of themselves. Now follow me and try not to get your tally whacker stuck on a rung." Paul looked up to see a beautiful sight. The back side of his mate and her strawberry blond bush unfettered by knickers.

Beth, finished climbing the ladder, looking around for the rope to the barn attic. Unlike most barns that only have a hayloft, this one had a garret beyond the loft. The barn's garret is where the old, rounded top cedar chest with the thin, wrought iron bands and corners was resting. In the antique cedar chest, was where a spare night gown could be found.

Plus, the oil paint encrusted, heavy and thick cotton duck, tarp that covered the chest currently, would be helpful in providing a barrier between the hay bales, and the quilt her and Paul would lay on, when they had their shag. Beth knew if she and Paul came back in the house with straw or pieces of grass sticking to them everyone would know what "the adults" had been up to.

Beth, knew that if the "kids" saw them in such a state, they'd get the ribbing of a life time.

There it was in the far corner, just as her grandfather had placed the original one back in the year1620. The original rope and wood ladder had been replaced some time ago, when she wasn't sure as she hadn't been around when it happened sometime in the 1800's she suspected as "the new one" was wider and had metal hardware.

Beth was just a little too short to reach the rope, one of the other reasons to have Paul climb into the hay loft with her., could she hold out for a few minutes longer? She wondered as she smelled that masculine scent of a hardworking man. "Hurry up Paul! I need you to be of service. Either myself or the rope is too short, perhaps both of us are too short for each other. I need to get into the cedar chest or as you call it the steamer trunk, so that you can shag me properly."

"I can shag you properly, here and now, woman! We don't need the cedar chest for that, just bend over!" said a red faced and sweating Paul as he wiped the salty liquid out of his eyes one second and playfully reaching for her the next." Come here, my wee lassie!"

Giggling now, she danced away from him saying "Get the tarp and our quilt down and then you can have me, you randy old sod. I'll not be taken and bred, like one of the farm animals below! Plus, if the lads should suspect their mum and dad shagging in the barn, there will be no end of the ribbing!"

"Alright then!" said Paul as he reached up to the rope that was easily in his grasp and with a good firm couple of tugs pulled down the ladder. Once again blessed with the sight of Beth’s woman hood, now clearly displaying her arousal as well with the moisture of her desire as she climbed the ladder ahead of him.

Paul spied it first in the dim light of the open ladder door. Removing the tarp was a harder endeavor than Beth had planned for. She struggled to get it to budge. She heaved and heaved, but the stubborn old tarp, was still laughing at her feeble attempts to dislodge it from its perch atop of the chest. "Paul, I need your help with this. It is far too heavy for me to move by myself. Waiting a few minutes as she didn't hear any movement from her mate to aid her. She asked Paul? "Paul, are you going to help or not?" She turned around to find a naked Paul with an enormous erection.

"Screw the hay lass! I have need of you now and you have need to be serviced. Your mouth says no, but your other lips say, shag me now!" with that Paul grabbed her in a tight hold to his bare chest and began probing her mouth with his tongue before she could protest. Several seconds later he picked her up in a bridal carry and strode to the old rope bed he and the lads had stored up here. Its straw filled mattress still where they had laid it months ago. Depositing Beth on the bed Paul declared, "Lift your skirt or take it off, makes no difference to me, but make it quick, woman! I am fair to bursting, with the need to spill my seed in you!"

Beth rose from the bed, pulling her dress overhead, her nipples standing proudly on her chest as she laid the garment over the end of the head board. "God! Take me, you randy old bugger! I need servicing, husband!" as she laid back on the bed not caring that she could feel some of the ropes under her where the mattress was thin. She didn't care one Iota! She wanted to feel him plunging in her depths! Spreading her legs now the strawberry blond fur lined border to her sex having retreated into her body as her somewhat still inner lips were splayed out in welcome for its "playmate"

Paul wasted no time in plunging into her depths until he was completely embedded in her channel. It forced the air out of Beth with a gasping "oof!" sound. The smooth inward glide of Paul's shaft tapped the doorway to Beth’s womb, as his balls collided with her ass and her pleasure nub was squashed by his pubic bone. He withdrew a few fractions of an inch before he slammed back in with another gasping "oof!" from Beth. Beth instinctively wanted him deep in her body. After the third of his plunges into her. She began to time the lifting of her hips with the downward plunges of his shaft. The steady, rhythmic tapping of her clitoris by him as they were shagging had her very close to climax. For his part, feeling her get tighter and tighter around his shaft had his balls tingling and ready to fire their cargo into her depths.

The tension at the root of him was too much, with a strangled cry Paul, who had been resting his weight on his arms along the side of her head now grabbed her buttocks and plunged within her channel, firmly connecting and mashing her pleasure nub against his groin, the flurry of his automatic thrusts and feeling his seed splash against her inner walls had detonated the pressure that had been building within her pelvis. The pleasure rocketed through her now, from her groin, to her nipples and even as far as her scalp, simultaneously, down to her curled toes. Paul barely felt her finger nails as they dug into his buttocks. Beth pulled him deeper to herself, with each pulse from the thick shaft of him at her entrance. Her climax milking him in concentric waves from his root embedded at her entrance as it rippled up his shaft to the tip spurting against her cervix.

Beth loved feeling him jet strongly as he painted her inner walls with his seed. She never tired of feeling that rhythm that was unique to Paul. Powerful jets of liquid heat, One, Two three, four, Five followed by throb, throb, throb, throb. Over the years Beth had found that if she clamped her fanny on him, she would feel an additional throb and a groan from Paul and if he still had the energy she might actually stimulate him enough to thrust a little more, increasing her pleasure.

However, both of them were spent this time. Beth's channel comfortably full of both his shaft and his seed. Why do I feel so much better, after he has seeded my womb? She had wondered for the thousandth time as he began to withdraw from her body. Paul's testicles gloriously drained, now walked over to the tarp covering the chest pulled the corner of it with one hand unveiling the chest, and with the other lifted the lid back. He then reached in and found a hand towel that had been a gift from one of their friends ( it was a hideous orange, green and brown that was completely out of place in the house) walking back he observed that Beth's genitals were still gaped open. The almost three month load flowing prodigiously out of her fanny, across her taint to the mattress below. "Here my love" he said as he handed it to a still foggy headed Beth.

Beth placing the hand towel against her crotch said "Damn Paul! That was a lot of seed! Get your clothes on and get me a pale of clean water., Never mind I need you to go in my dresser and without attracting to much attention, bring me back a pair of my white cotton knickers. I guess you didn't even treat yourself to a wank? You just decided to save it all for me to deal with?" she had said the last part with a chuckle.

"Aye, well with the lads the age they are, there's no privacy to be had anywhere. Not even here. Andrew saw us shagging just now" Paul informed her with a quick little grin.

Andrew had been sent by Anna out to the barn to find out, what was taking so long.. He had gotten an eyeful so to speak from the top of the ladder. Hearing his parents almost simultaneous orgasms and having seen his dad pull out of his mum with a slurping shlock kind of sound. The evidence of their mating, between his mother's thighs was an undeniable river of pearly white fluid. Shameful as it might have been it would be forever embedded in his memory. Andrew also made eye contact with Paul. Despite having seen Paul's shaft still shiny wet with Beth's juices the angry look from Paul was enough to force Andrew into a quick, silent retreat from the barn.

"So, what's taking so long?" Inquired the young blond haired American woman.

Andrew stepped forward and placing his lips close to her ear he whispered as quietly as he could "Mum and Dad, are shagging." The smell of her skin and hair were intoxicating to Andrew. Unknown to anyone on the farm Andrew had jumped last year on his eighteenth birthday. It was one of the reasons that Beth had been incredibly randy herself. Andrew had jumped backward and forward in time, but Andrew, had never left England. Andrew wanted Anna, it took all of his self-control, to not just drag her up to the stone circle and shag her rotten!

Not understanding the term Anna said with and angry confused expression on her face "They are laying carpet? In a barn? That sounds like the stupidest thing ever!"

"Laying carpet?, In a barn? What the bloody hell, are you talking about?" said an equally confused Andrew as he thought, this girl is as dumb as a fence post!

Anna now crossed her arms and said really loudly as Paul and Beth walked through the door "You said they were shagging! Where I come from that means they are either laying carpet or retrieving line drives in baseball! Why they would do either one in a barn is beyond me!"

Andrew throwing up his hands in frustration declared loudly "Are all Americans as defective in their minds as you? Or are you one of the types they keep hidden from public view? I didn't say Mum and Dad were laying carpet in the barn! Oh Bugger! I said they were shagging, you know having at each other, er that is Mating! You know breeding!" When Beth, still obviously, didn't understand, he said louder than before, as though Anna were deaf as well as stupid "You know, screwing!" The confused look on her face did not alleviate Andrews frustration. "You daft woman, it means they were fucking their brains out! That's what's meant to be shagging!"

"That is quite enough Andrew William! I'll not have you talk to our guest in such a fashion." Stated Beth in equal parts angry and embarrassed by her oldest son's words and actions.

Paul strode towards the young man opened the front door and said in a very low but stern voice "Leave."

For several seconds the two men stared at each other before Paul spoke again. "Young man, If you can't keep a civil tongue in your head. Leave now." When there was no sound or action from Andrew, Paul continued. "When you return you can apologize to your Mum and her guest, for your disgraceful behavior. Do not think for a minute that you can use foul language around the women in my presence. I will let you off this one time after that, should you ever do it again I will give you a man sized thrashing. Do we understand each other lad?" When Andrew still didn't respond to his father, Paul shoved Andrew through the front door and shut it as he hollered "Go cool off, until your fit company again, and not a second sooner!"

With an angry and frustrated look on his face, Andrew left the house to go back behind the barn to have a quick wank, to relieve the pressure in his balls.

Nearly, the whole house had heard the last bit of the exchange between the two young adults.

Beet red now with embarrassment Anna, Beth and Paul looked at each other sheepishly. It was Beth who finally broke the awkward silence. "Here is the nightgown, I told you about. You can change in the loo after your shower, I'll even scrub your back like I promised. Anna simply and quietly said "Thank you. That would be really nice. The last person who did that, was my mother and that was several years ago.

So it was that Anna got a nice, relaxing warm shower complete with a back scrub, hair wash and scalp massage, from Beth. Afterward she sat with the family and listened to the music and news from the BBC while sipping her tea.

Andrew had help with his quick wank. Behind the muddy wheeled Massey Ferguson tractor, that remained stuck in soft earth, at the aft wall of the barn. Andrew prepared to enjoy the pressure relieving intimate pastime that countless unattached men had employed before him and many more would enjoy long after he'd gone to another realm of existence. Hidden from view by the Tractor on one side and the very large henhouse on the other, Andrew unzipped his trousers and fished out his semi erect member and thought of what Anna might look like if she were naked and under him. Yeah he would show her what a shag was! As he began to stroke his shaft in an ever increasing way, feeling the tension at the base of his root and the tingling of his balls the pleasurable sensations were unexpectedly interrupted by the dark haired, short, stocky, big tited and matronly hipped woman with coal black eyes and burnt copper skin, that had grabbed his shaft and stroked it right before she squeezed it tight, near the base of his glans keeping him hard but delaying his ejaculation. She said something to him that sounded a lot like some sort of Asian language, and he now noticed that she was completely naked.

She motioned for him to follow her up the hill towards the stone circle.

Once there she laid down on the stone altar spreading her legs, revealing the shiny pink, open inner petals within her onyx colored nether pelt. She clearly wanted to mate with Andrew she motioned him to come forward and join with her. He hadn't taken notice that the normal pale blue of the stones were now glowing oh so slightly red and pink just as Andrew touched the tip of his cock to the bottom of her petals, a brilliant pale green light burst in front of him. The dark skinned woman was nowhere to be seen. Andrew was no longer on the inside of the stone circle.

From his vantage point in the expansive woods, Andrew saw a Viking warlord inside of the stone circle. He was taking a young strawberry blonde woman on top of the alter stones. Like he had seen Paul take his Mum, this Viking was taking the woman. He watched as she arched up into the man with the huge phallus. Her legs wrapping around the lower back of him before he grabbed her legs and pressed them practically to her chest as he thrust really deep into her repeatedly. Grunting his pleasure to the sounds of her gasps as he drove the air out of her.

The woman was beautiful, Andrew imagined himself in the Viking's place sliding his shaft inside the hot, tight sleeve of the woman. Andrew had retrieved his member now stroking his shaft as he remembered Paul's shagging of Beth and smelling the scent of the young woman and the older Viking male as they reached their climaxes. The sound of first the young woman screaming and then the man's roar announcing the seeding of yet another womb. Andrew watched in amazement as he saw the man's testicles throb, while the woman could only gasp for air and give small breathy grunts in time to the pulsing hairy sack of the Viking. Andrew timed the strokes of his shaft to the thrusts of the man breeding the woman. Andrew had shot numerous spurts into the air and tried to remain silent as he did so. When the Man pulled out of the woman's fanny he came to the realization that the woman on the alter was his Mum! Andrew watched as she stood on shaky legs, the seed of the Viking rolled out of her. Looking around in a daze, she stepped down to the small stream nearby to clean herself of the sticky and slimy residue placed within her womanhood. While she was cleaning herself the crackle of the Continuum Gate announced another arrival. It was Paul completely naked.

Just as Paul stepped out of the circle, Andrew saw the copper colored woman step into the arena from the small stand of woods just to the left, while motioning Andrew to join her as the stones turned neon green. As Andrew responded, a clap of thunder heralded the choking smell of Sulphur and burning copper, the stench nearly causing Andrew to pass out as he was deposited right at the door to his mother's house, the next morning.

Meanwhile,

Timmy had already gone to bed as most six year olds would do on a school night and thankfully for everyone concerned, Timmy slept through the entire hilariously, heated verbal exchange.

Surprisingly there was no ribbing of the parents for their attempted clandestine tryst.

There was no immediate punishment of the American. That would be delivered by her little bedmate at roughly two in the morning, Anna had the sensation of falling again, Shit! Where am I jumping to now? Thought Anna as she landed with a thud.

Through the dim moon light coming through the window, Anna could see the hardwood planks of the floor. From above her and behind her, Anna heard the diminutive snore of Timmy. Turning her head she watched him kick in his sleep in a fashion that could only indicate his dreaming of running and kicking a ball of some sort. Well, my rump must be a very big ball that needed kicking! That won't happen again! She thought as she rubbed her back side and moved on to the bed behind Timmy. Now feeling secure with the stone wall behind her she cuddled the youngster before falling asleep, again happy to remain here with this family for now.

"Shush Luv! It won't take long, just let me have a little more sausage." Beth had said as Anna, awakened. Looking around at the room that was absent of Timmy, Anna stretched her arms heavenward now and let out a yawn. Twisting out the kinks in her body from the previous activity of the night, she made a mental note that sharing a bed with a six year old was a dangerous proposition for ones back side and sleep patterns.

Padding into the kitchen she never expected to find her hosts engaging in conjugal gymnastics at the kitchen table. She silently slunk back to the bedroom where the clothes that Beth had lent her the prior day still hung from the pegs on the back side of the door. It was just as she had removed her nightgown and hadn't yet donned the garments of the day, that the front door opened with a gust of air and the door that Anna was behind followed suit.

Andrew had never seen a more beautiful woman, but she reminded him of someone from one of his jumps forward in time. That one was very nearly a carbon copy of the one standing in front of him now. The one from the jump was a great kisser (he wondered if Anna was just a younger version of that one). In truth he didn't want to return to his time, but The Prime had sent a squad of rainbow people to retrieve him and drag Andrew, back to his own time, kicking and screaming if need be. Needless to say, the squad of rainbow people were "very convincing" in the end, and he returned to the proper time in England.

Beth having just finished in the kitchen saw her eldest son standing staring at their guest as Anna stared back at him. Seeing Andrew under the pull of Anna's essence she stepped in front of Andrew. "You can't have her Andy!"

"What do you mean Mum?" questioned a confused Andrew, as Beth caught the unmistakable scent of someone who had jumped through a Continuum Gate, on her son. She hadn't been too sure who it was that she smelled the burning coppery odor on.

"Andrew, Don't' lie to me have you been up to the stone circle at night?" Beth now questioned with that stern look that all mothers have when trying to ferret out the truth from a mischievous child.

"A year ago, Mum was the last time I was there and yes It was at night. Sheila Jones was supposed to meet me there, to star watch, but she never showed up." Andrew now said with a frown as he watched Anna get dressed the peep show over as well. The interrogation continued of course.

"Aye, and you've been somewhere through it haven't you? It wasn't last year Andy. Would you like to try again at the truth, son or would you like me to tell your father?" Beth said as she placed her hands on her hips with that stern look that is in every woman's genetic bag of tricks for dealing with less than truthful offspring.

"Oh. Well are we talking about Paul or Harthacnut?" asked Andrew as he began to step around Beth toward Anna.

The blood drained from Beth’s face as she remembered Harthacnut and the evening that they had shared up in the stone circle the night she had attempted to return to her own time and place. How could he possibly have known about Harthacnut?

"Oh yeah Mum I know about you shagging Harthacnut: up in the stone circle. Lying there starker's on a moonlit night. Paul coming through the gate two days later. Oh Yeah I saw you there with Harthacnut's spent seed rolling out of you as though you were a 5 quid whore. Right before the rainbow people snatched him away and told you that you would not be traveling through again because you had been seeded and caught by the first man that came through the gate." Andrew said with a vicious smile.

Beth slapped him so hard Andrew saw stars for several seconds. How dare you? Get out Andrew! You saw me in the stone circle when you jumped back in time? You saw Harthacnut: rape a child into me that left me trapped here. Paul is more of a father than you would have ever had anywhere else that I had jumped to. You can't have Anna! "Beth said as she once again placed herself between Andrew and the young woman." She is an intact Jumper from the future she shouldn't be here. There is something wrong with the Continuum if you saw my being raped within the stone circle, because that is not where it happened!"

"I don't care where it happened Mum, it looked like you enjoyed playing the whore and maybe you just want some dick to seed ya.." Andrew never got out the rest of the words because Paul had grabbed him by the shirt collar, whereupon Andrew was yanked backward off of his feet, before being flung out of the front door.

"I told you about your mouth, boy! Now it's time to learn where you stand." Paul said with a huge grin as Harthacnut's grandson delivered an even bigger fist to Andrews mouth, followed by two to the gut. "You are not the product of my balls that's true, but I will tell you that Harthacnut's blood flows through my veins the same as yours. Still, that is no reason to use foul language around your mum or any other woman." Paul now drove another fist in an upper cut to Andrews chin, snapping his head back.

Andrew unprepared for the beating he was receiving could not respond fast enough to the older more experienced man's lessons. Having flown back off of his feet with the last blow, Andrew could only lay on the ground and taste his own blood.

"Stay down and think about, how you are going to apologize to me, your mum and our guest. I will tell you this young man, I am not from this century. What I just gave you was common place for correcting ignorant, young arrogant arses. Foul language might be acceptable among your mates, but not where I come from is it ever acceptable to be used around womenfolk. I am here because I was chasing my grandfather Harthacnut through the Continuum gates. I could not stop him from putting his seed in your mother's virgin womb. Your Mum is the reason I am still here! I could go back at any time if I wanted to. I won't because I love your Mum. Therefore, I will not have anyone disrespect her, not even you lad. If you get up you better either fight or apologize." With that Paul stepped back and stood as though he expected more fight out of Andrew.

Having not shut the door when they exited the building meant that both Beth and Anna had heard and seen everything.

"I'll not apologize for telling the truth!" said Andrew as he now stood on shaky legs. "She's a whore!" He had got out before Paul's fists rained down on him with the force and speed of a hailstorm. Andrew saw a glimpse of the old berserker blood come to the surface of Paul's eyes and it rightfully terrified him.

Anna afraid for Andrew now ran and grabbed him away from the reach of Paul. While Beth fearing that Paul would beat her oldest to death tried to pull Paul away as well.

Both women succeeded in separating the two men. Anna dragged Andrew away and said "Andy, look if you will just let go whatever it was that you saw I will be really nice to you for as long as I am here okay?" as they had rounded the corner of the barn.

"My name is Andrew, NOT Andy and unless you are going to shag me then bugger off!" he now said with venom in his voice. In hindsight he would acknowledge that was probably the wrong thing to say to a woman that had just saved you from being beaten to death.

"Oh still horny I see, well let me take care of that for you." said Anna as she undid the zipper on his pants, reaching in to his garment.

Andrew smiled as he said "Yeah Luv. That's more like it! Go ahead and suck it for me." He felt Anna undo the buckle to his belt and the button below it. the pants falling around his ankles now, as she surveyed his semi erect shaft, and the two hairy orbs held in their pink wrinkled sack beneath the tuft of straw colored nether thatch.

Having seen her seven brothers equipment, as she had diapered all but the oldest two and been almost a surrogate mother to all of her siblings when their mother had died a few years ago. However, she was unimpressed with "little Andy "as she stroked his maleness it achieved a little bit more girth and angle as well as length, but not really more than a few millimeters at most Anna thought. she almost felt sorry for what she was about to do to him, almost, but not quite completely sorry.

She kneeled down so that she could gently stroke his balls, kissing the underside of his shaft from the hairy base to the tip (even though she was still a virgin, she knew something about men's equipment as she had accidentally seen her mother and father making love, one hot summer afternoon out by the pool when they thought no one was around. So, this was her inspiration for what would come next) When she got to the tip she swirled her tongue around the head tapping his opening. Then engulfing his whole shaft, Anna now bobbed her head up and down a couple of times. Just as she began to taste the salty pre-lube, that her mother had warned her about, Andrew grabbed her head and tried to force her to take more of him into her mouth than she was comfortable with.

She pulled off of him and said "Don't do that Andrew. I don't like it when someone tries to force me. Be nice to me and I will be nice to you."

Anna bobbed down again as he now said "I'm close! Just swallow it like I want you to, and it will be quickly done with."

She slid down almost to his root and then she bit him hard enough to leave bruises slid up and bit him again drawing blood this time, before she squeezed his nuts in a vicelike grip, as she stood, of course he was screaming with the pain.

"Andrew your problem is you don't fucking listen, unless someone beats your ass. Get control of your dick or it’s going to get you in a lot of trouble. I was being nice too you, but you had to act like a shithead, and I have to show you that just because you own a dick, doesn't mean you have to act like one! By the way stay away from me asshole., or I'll cut your nuts off. I am so very done being nice to you!" she let go of his ball sack, as she felt him grab her by the throat. She smiled and said "Now, now, you didn't listen. So here is the penalty for not paying attention!" and with that Anna brought that powerful knee cap to connect with his crotch. Andrew let out a loud cry and crumpled to the ground while Anna wiped the slime of Andrew from the corner of her mouth, walking around from the corner of the barn.

"I see you and Andrew had a chat." Paul said with a wink as he opened the back door for her.

"Naw, Naw, I had enough of his bull shit, and he pissed me off so I fucking bit him on his tally whacker and kicked him in the balls for good measure! That ought to take care of him for a few weeks" said Anna as she accepted a bottle of homemade ale from Paul.

Beth let out a good loud chuckle before smiling and saying "Well good for you! Maybe you're here, to teach the arse of the family some manners."

Everyone noticed the different way that Andrew was walking when he showed up for that evenings tea.

Andrew was uncharacteristically quiet at the supper table for once. Except for the apology to everyone, well except for Anna. When Paul started to insist Anna said with a smug smile "No I have already extracted my retribution, and we have come to an agreement., isn't that right, Andy?"

Andrew just nodded his head and asked to be excused from the table for the first time in years, Andrew was polite.

Things would calm down for a while though Paul and Beth no longer had relations anywhere but in their bedroom. It would come as no surprise when Beth fell pregnant again.

Andrew kept his distance from Anna for the most part. Four days later Beth approached Anna. "You have to try going back tonight. There will be a full moon. The Continuum Gates only open on a full moon. You haven't let anyone open you, have you? You're still intact, Correct? She said as she continued to put out the weeks laundry on the line behind the house.

"Open me?" asked Anna followed by "I'm not sure I understand what you mean." As she reached up to pin another sheet corner on the line.

"You haven't let a man have you? That is, Um." Beth, now sighed as she thought of how to phrase it. "You are still, a virgin? Correct?"

"Oh." Anna now blushed "Yes, I haven't let any of your lads have me. The only one I have shared a bed with is little Timmy. Did you know, he snores and kicks in his sleep?"

"Yeah, he sometimes punches in his sleep too!" Beth giggled at the joke the family had played on the young American.

"We should go to bed early tonight. I will get you up when it’s time. Wear nothing but the shoes I gifted you, up to the stone circle, after you enter the circle lay down on the alter stone and spread your legs and arms. Take a really deep breath. Remember to take the shoes off before you enter the circle. Paul says its holy ground and that's why everyone that comes through the gate is at least barefoot. I will retrieve the shoes in the morning." Said Beth

That night after Tea most of the family were more than ready to go to bed early. Everyone was tired. Anna kissed Timmy’s forehead and started to say "if I'm not here in the morning Tim,” He pecked her on the lips. "I know you're going back to your own time and place. You can't stay here forever, or you might meet yourself and that would be bad. It's okay, my Anna." They smiled at each other and then closed their eyes and fell fast asleep.

There was a jostling of the bed. Anna expecting it to be Timmy thrashing about in his sleep, was surprised to see two elite Jaguar warriors. They were trying to reach for her and being thwarted in their attempts by one super nimble six year old with a dark willow, size one, cricket bat.

"You buggers aren't taking my Anna!" her little dark haired protector declared, as he swung the bat at a knee cap one second, at the one closest to him and the next second brought the roughly two foot piece of wood around in a swinging roundhouse strike to the other fellows knee cap. Then spinning back and catching the first one alongside the poor man's head. Like some pint-sized, samurai warrior to the next man's crotch. Producing howls of pain from both as he continued to bring the bat down on the heads and faces of the two adults.

Suddenly her door burst off of its hinges as Paul stepped into the room with the rest of the Cotswold lads close behind. All of the lads sporting an improvised club of some sort. A nine iron, a steel putter, or Cricket bat of adult size and in Andrews hands was a long handled mop with a very dirty head.

The mayhem that exploded in that little room was almost indescribable. The Jaguar warriors were used to being outnumbered, but not by people with metal war clubs in confined spaces and they weren't used to being opposed by children or men much larger than themselves. This operation was not going as planned for them. Their obsidian spear point festooned clubs broke against the stone walls when they raised the weapon to swing forward and missed. The steel putter broke the larger of the two clubs when they struck each other. The dirty mop head added insult to injury when Andrew smacked one of the warriors in the face with it. The look on that poor fellows face said it all.

The warriors were rescued by the squad of rainbow people who just walked through the stone walls and in that same BBC style voice said "Alright. gentlemen we will take it from here. Thank you for your restraint in dealing with these rogues. The Prime will attend to these ruffians now, thank you, for your assistance." With that the warriors started to glow with a bright orange light and then vanished. "That should take care of these two. However, we do need for the intact human female that is out of synchronicity with the Continuum to be ready to transport to the proper sphere before the moon sets. Oh yes! We shall need to transport the remaining scoundrels in the other chamber as well."

At that Anna happened to glance out of the bedroom to the front room where four other Jaguar warriors lay trussed up with an assortment of butchers twine, baling wire and the former decades, ugliest neck ties. Like the others they disappeared as well. Leaving the ugliest ties behind of course even the rainbow squad had standards. As The Prime saw it an attempted crime of passion shouldn't lead to a double crime of fashion.

Those neck ties were hideous and would be regardless of what era you would have found them in!

"Come on Anna let’s go we only have about twenty minutes until the moon sets declared Beth.

"I want to go Mum" said Timmy as he now clung to Anna's leg. Anna's heart melted to such a degree, that she almost said no I'm not going back to my time, but she remembered Timmy’s statement "You can't stay here forever, or you might meet yourself and that would be bad."

"If we take you with us Timmy then we will be late because you can't travel as fast as we can." Said Beth her heart breaking as she said those words.

Andrew spoke up now "I'll carry him Mum, he can ride on my shoulders all the way there. It's not a bother!" grabbing his little brother and swinging Timmy on to his shoulders Andrew said, "We'll race you there! let's go!" as the two brothers raced out of the house and up the hill towards the stone circle.

The women moving as quickly as they could in the moonlight, talked quietly as they scrambled up the hill.

"I know I have only been here for five days but, I feel like I'm leaving my family. Anna said, as she fought back tears.

"Oh, Shush Luv. We will meet again in the proper time. This is not the proper time for you." said Beth as they reached the stone circle. Andrew and Timmy were nowhere to be seen. Beth called out to them but there was no answer.

"Oh no!" said Beth as the very strong smell of burning copper was in the air now. Very strongly reminding her of when her only daughter had suddenly been sucked into a Continuum Gate ten years ago at the age of nine. Sarah had been Andrews twin, he had never been the same after that.

"What's wrong Beth?" asked Anna as she studied the older woman's face in the fading moonlight.

"Nothing! Anna take your shoes off and step into the circle quickly! Or you will miss your trip home! Now hurry!" said Beth as she pushed the younger woman into the circle she tripped her, so that she could rip the shoes off of Anna's feet.

A pale blue light began to form around and between the stones and just as Beth got the shoes off of Anna, she sat with a stunned expression, and then vanished with a crackling popping sound and a very strong smell of burning copper choking Beth.

She began to cry for Timmy and Andrew. She knew they had been sucked into the Continuum Gate. She prayed that Andrew would not be separated from Timmy. Jumping was dangerous for adults. Beth couldn't imagine, what would happen to Timmy without Andrews protection. She called for them a couple of times and then began walking down the hill toward the house. "Mum? Is that you?" she heard a young woman's voice and turned "That sounded like Sarah!" she said in her mind.

"Sarah?" Beth questioned the voice.

"Mum, Andrew is here with me. Don't worry we will find Timmy and come right home!" there was the sound of gunfire and then static and the glow from the stones ended. The entire hillside was quiet now.

Anna landed with a thud on the grassy ground. The putrid odor of burning copper choking her as she looked up from the pale skinned, bare feet before her to the red and blue striped pajamas of a child before being engaged by the dark blue terrified eyes of Timmy.

"Auntie, where are, we? I'm scared! I've called for Mum and Dad, After Andrew set me down. But this isn't England and there are snakes here. I seen them. They scare me. I'm scared they are going to eat me!" with that he began to bawl.

Anna reached out to the youngster and said "I'm not sure Timmy. I just got here; in case you hadn't noticed." She said as she brushed the grass off of herself as well as him. "Don't worry about the snakes too much, just don't put your hands or feet anywhere that you can't clearly see into, and you won't get bitten. Also, stay close to me. I won't let anything bad happen to you."

Anna stood and saw Cahokia State Park, the sun was just rising now. Anna could see they were atop of Monks mound. Thankfully, there were no live or dead hoodlums to worry about. But it was going to be a very long walk home, because there was also no Franny or any other car available. It wouldn't matter anyway because she had lost the keys somewhere.

"Good news, Timmy!" Anna said with a smile" I know where we are!"

"This is a very strange looking place, Auntie. I'm not sure I like it." said a somewhat sullen Timmy. "I'm hungry as well, might we find some tea and jam somewhere?"

"Perhaps it would be better if you rode on my shoulders like a knight on the back of a noble steed, going forth to slay dragons!" Anna said tapping into that sense of adventure that all lads seem to have, regardless of where they hail from or what era they belong to. Timmy smiled broadly and said "Yes! That sounds like a positively splendid Idea! My Anna, lead the way we have dragons to slay"! As she bent down to place the lad on her shoulders she thought, this is so much easier than letting him run amuck!

The Gravel parking lot was painful to navigate in bare feet and Anna was almost glad for the semi smooth surface of the asphalt road. When a car she recognized stopped in front of her and Timmy.

"Anna and Timmy! Quickly get in the automobile before anyone see's you." Instructed her next-door neighbor Mr. Cotswold.

"Dad?" said a stunned Timmy.

"Do as your told, now then." he said with a smile. "Quickly. Quickly! Now, we don't have a second to waste!" Mr. Cotswold said as he grabbed Timmy off of Anna shoulders. Anna had never seen him agitated before. He was always cooler than an English Cucumber. Anna climbed into the Land Rover. "Buckle up now! Don't need a ticket, now do we? I will explain as much as I can, when we return to your grandmother's house Anna. Timmy It might make sense in a bit, that is if we can get this mess sorted properly."

Timmy had never ridden in a car as fancy and as fast as this one. In fact, he couldn't remember riding anything but a tractor or a school bus. He was very impressed that His Dad had such a fancy vehicle.

Arriving at his house he said "Quickly now we mustn't let anyone see us for very long outside."

Once inside he set the water to boil for tea in his kettle, pulling down a couple of jars of Jam from the cupboard, he dug into the drawer for a couple of spoons. "Anna luv, there is a nice loaf of sourdough bread in the freezer. Would you retrieve that, while I set up the toaster?" she saw that he had reached up for the appliance that was sat on the top of the opposite cupboard from the pantry door.

Soon the trio was sitting and devouring the toast and tea. It was Timmy who spoke first, "Tell me Dad, how did you come to be here in America this morning, when I clearly left you in England last night?"

"Ah, well, Yes, Timmy, first I am not Dad. That is to say, I am not our father, Paul Cotswold. I am your youngest brother, Philip." Seeing the curious and confused look on Timmy and Anna's faces, he went on to explain. "I am one of the brothers that Mum will have when you go back. I am the one after our youngest sister Mary. Mary will be born after Michael, who was born after the twins Ruth and Peter who came along right after James. I am the baby of the family so to speak."

"Alright, so did you know we were going to be at Cahokia and why all of the secrecy?" Questioned Anna annoyed at the turn of events.

"Yes Anna I have known for quite some time. That you would return today and that it was my duty to retrieve you and Timmy from the state park." Phillip said from behind his teacup. "There can't be any pictures of "little Timmy" taken in this era as it would alter the Time Continuum. To prevent that you must remain out of sight Tim."

"How did you know" asked Timmy.

Quite simple my dear brother your older self, back in England in the late 1980s. You will tell me about the marvelous adventure you went on and also tell me about the different times that you will jump through a Continuum Gate. You told me that I was to retrieve you and Anna from the park and before anyone could take your picture. We will meet Andrew and our oldest sister Sarah here. You can't leave the house while it is still daylight. Neither one of you.

"Why is that Mr. Cotswold?" said a disbelieving Anna.

"Anna do you know how long you have been gone?" Phillip asked from over his tea cup.

"I was gone maybe a week at most" Said Anna as she stood up and stretched her arms over her head.

"No Anna you have been gone for the last seven years. The government declared you officially dead yesterday. However, Timmy here had had the forethought to provide you with a passport showing you to have been living abroad. Not sure how he accomplished that without you being present but, I'm glad he did!" Phillip now said with a wink for both of them.

"Is my grandmother still alive? What about my brothers what happened to them? Anna now became agitated and nervous about what people would think.

"Your grandmother is quite aware of what has happened to you, but of course she had to feign ignorance or be locked up as a loon."

Just then Phillips' cell phone rang. "Yes. Yes I have both the small English package and the really pretty American one with the gold trim sitting at my kitchen table presently!" he stated with a smile as he looked at his young guests.

Timmy never having seen a cell phone was very curious about this device. Looking this way and that, he started to question what it was. But Phillip motioned for him to be quiet.

Ah.. yes! Okay, Tea it is then! Right! See you then.. I shall bring them over for you. And tell me, are Celeste and Cecil going to be in attendance then? Right, okay, I shall bring the biscuits. Yes Ma'am it definitely is! Bye for now."

To be continued in part 3. Based on a post by ThreeFathomsDeep and  Atomica24, for Literotica.