“I would totally let her have me,” you commented to your girlfriend, Momo, as you sat watching the latest news update on the couch together.
Hero Miruko, had just taken down a thief by jumping and wrapping her thighs around his neck and choking him unconscious.
“What a way to go,” you mused again, “choked out by her thighs.”
“It’s a pity that we’re not older… if we were, we could have gone to school with her and been her friend. She doesn’t even know who we are,” Momo said sadly.
“If only there was some kind of time machine that could spit us into an alternate timeline where we were the same age as her,” you said, “it would solve all our problems… wait, why am I saying we? You’re interested in her too are you?”
“Well, I do admire her perfect figure,” Momo replied, eyes glossing over the femme beauty on the TV.
“Her ass is perfection,” you added, staring at her bubble.
“You know?” Momo commented, “we live in a world of super powers. I’m sure there would be a service out there that can put you on an alternate timeline for a bit then bring you back?”
You turned your head and just stared at her for the longest time. The finally you spoke.
“You know you’re operating at genius level right?”
She blushed and giggled a little. “Oh, Y/N, you flatter me.”
“No, seriously, you’re amazing. Did you wanna see if we can jump timelines for a bit?”
She thought about it for a second then nodded. “Sure! Why not?”
A quick internet search and bus ride later, you both stood outside a science building that specialized in adjusting timelines. Most of the timeline jumpers were doing so to see past relatives or to experience life with an alternate partner to the one that they currently had.
“You ready?” you asked Momo as you approached the front doors, “did you really want to do this, or are you just doing this for me?”
“No. I want to do this,” she replied, taking your hand in hers, “I’d like to hang out with Miruko. She is pretty and smart—,”
“Just like you!” you interjected, kissing her cheek quickly before you both headed through the building doors.
The time spent in the alternate timeline equated to the price and you figured one hour would be sufficient enough for you to talk to her and maybe flirt a little then go back home- which Momo thought was a good idea too.
The man in charge of your trip asked a few questions then got you both into the time machine and clicked a few buttons and pushed a few dials before turning and giving you the thumbs up.
“See you in one hour,” he said before clicking the send button.
In a flash, you and Momo were in Miruko’s office and you looked around in surprise.
“Where are we?” you hissed to Momo, “is this her office? What year is it? How old are we??”
Momo looked around then checked the calendar on the desk and turned to you.
“It’s… it’s the same date as back on our timeline?”
“Yes. We must have been aged up?”
“To her age?”
“Possibly?” she mused.
Just then the door clicked open and Miruko walked in.
“Hey!” she greeted brightly to the two of you, obviously recognizing you both.
“She knows us,” you hissed to Momo with thinly concealed excitement.
“Of course I do, dummy, we went to school together. How have you been?” she asked, strolling over and engulfing you in a hug.
“She’s hugging me,” you squealed to Momo, hugging Miruko back.
“Why are you acting weird?” Miruko chuckled, “get yourself together. It’s just me.”
“She, and I, are just elated to be in your presence,” Momo said from the sidelines.
“If I could smack your ass I would be forever happy,” you thirsted.
“You’ve always been the weird one, Y/N,” she hummed with amusement before turning around, “Ok then, go for it.” She poked her ass out to you- her little white bunny tail wiggling happily.
“Aaaaaaaaa,” you hummed out loud, looking at Momo for permission to touch another woman.
She nodded and you smacked Miruko’s ass, watching it jiggle slightly.
“So firm!” you commented.
“My turn now,” Miruko said, spinning around and grabbing you then moving you to her desk and forcing you to bend over on it.
“Ha!” she called as she up and walloped you on the ass.
You let out a loud cry that tapered to a moan and Miruko looked at you in surprise.
“Sorry,” you leered, looking back over your shoulder at her, “I just really really loved that.”
“Obviously,” she replied in an amused voice, looking over at Momo, “so… do you want me to spank you too? Like that one time at the sleepover?”
“Sleepover?” Momo asked confused.
“Come on. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten about that end of high school sleep over where we… you know…” Miruko said suggestively.
“Woahhh, hold up? You two had a thing?” you asked with surprise.
Momo’s face flushed and she looked at you with confusion- obviously not knowing what Miruko was taking about because of her only just being introduced to this timeline today.
“Should we re-enact it?” Miruko asked cheekily, walking over and cupping Momo’s face in her hand then bending her head down to kiss her.
At seeing Miruko kiss your girlfriend, your pussy ached and you pressed your hand in between your thighs, massaging your fingers over your clit as you watched them make out in front of you.
Miruko pulled back and looked over at you and smirked when she saw you touching yourself to her kissing Momo.
“I had no idea you were so horny, Y/N… looks like you need a release.”
Without any hesitation she then walked over to you and planted her soft lips on yours, backing you up against her desk and shoving one of her thighs between your legs.
With zero shame, you grabbed for her thigh and held onto it as you rocked on her- dry humping her leg.
“I need more than this and we don’t have much time,” you huffed, pulling back from the kiss.
“Not much time?” Miruko asked curiously.
“Uh… yeah… umm… dinner date,” you lied, “it’s in an hour…”
“Well…” Miruko smirked, “take your pants off then…”
“Holy… just like that?” you said with surprise, “ok, well, I’m not about to argue. Momo, drop your pants, babe.”
“Down. Pants, down.”
Sheepishly, your girlfriend undid her pants and took them off then walked over to where you were hurriedly undressing by the desk.
As she stepped up beside you, you pulled her body against yours and kissed her lips, slipping one hand down between her thighs to rub that precious soft pussy.
“Oh?” you leered, pulling back from her kiss, “a little wet, baby?”
“Well… you looked so good kissing Miruko,” she replied shyly, “it was hard not to give in to the sight.”
“If you would both sit up on the desk now, I’ve got something for the two of you,” Miruko said from the other side of her desk.
You had been so caught up with your girlfriend that you didn’t see the bunny hero walk around her desk and clear it off so that you and your girl could sit up on it.
“Do I have to ask again?” Miruko asked in an authoritative tone when she saw you both standing there gawking, “hop up there.”
“Yes, ma’am!” you replied smartly, jumping backwards up onto the desk, followed side by side, by Momo and waited for Miruko’s next move.
The hot hero walked in between the two of you, one of her hands on your thigh and the other on Momo’s thigh, then kissed your mouth and switched across to Momo’s.
You watched as Momo and Miruko kissed beautifully, their tongues just visible every now an again as their heads switched from side to side and you groaned outwardly to voice your approval at what you saw.
“Hot,” you whispered, sliding your legs open and shifting over to encourage Miruko to touch you further up between your legs.
She let her fingers slide up the inside of your thighs and brush the outer rims of your pussy lips which made you shuffle forwards to get a little more contact- almost falling off the edge of the desk in the process.
“Eager?” Miruko smirked as she pulled back from kissing Momo and turned her head to yours.
Her soft mouth was on yours in an instant and you lapped your tongue out, hitting hers and sliding over it with an much passion as she seemed to be giving back to you.
It was Momo’s turn to watch now and Miruko slid her hand up to Momo’s pussy and massaged it while she kissed you deeper.
The sound of Momo’s sweet little moan of delight made your juices double and your bunny-esque lover smirked into the kiss when she felt how wet you had suddenly gotten.
“From where I’m standing, you’re both ready.” She looked down at your pussy then at Momo’s and pushed her fingers inside both of you at the same time.
Almost as if you and your girlfriend had practiced your moans prior to this event, you exhaled them at the same time- the melodic wail causing a throb in Miruko’s own pussy.
“Such a sweet noise,” she commented, spreading the slick around and pushing her fingers up further into your hot wet cunts.
For you this was heaven.
Miruko, ever in charge and calm under pressure, maintained her collected stance and fingered you like it was a casual business transaction- completely unnerved by the salacious noises that were spilling from your mouth, and judging by the noises coming from Momo, she was enjoying this as much as you were.
“Fuck,” you moaned, leaning back on your elbows on the desk and huffing with each gentle thrust from Miruko.
“Legs up,” she commanded Momo, waiting until the porcelain skinned beauty had complied before grabbing her legs and spinning her on the desk to face you.
“You do her… and I’ll do you,” Miruko said, pointing to Momo’s glistening pussy.
You rolled, half onto your side, and went to lean down but Miruko wasn’t happy with the position you were in and hoisted you up by the hips, scooting you around until you were on all fours on the desk with your head between Momo’s legs.
No more instruction were given, you understood the assignment immediately, and started to lick and suck on your girlfriend as Miruko got up on the desk behind you and buried her face up against your dripping pussy.
“Shit,” you groaned with delight as her hot tongue pushed into your core, “having a threesome on the desk being sandwiched between my girlfriend and Miruko is the LITERAL best life, ever. I am thriving right now.”
As you worked, it sounded like Momo was getting closer to her climax so you did the thing she loved to help get her there- pushing and curling 3 fingers up inside her while flicking your tongue back and forth over her clit.
The minute you started doing that she let out a melodically soft exhale and let her head drop back.
“She’s going to cum very soon,” you thought, your own mind wandering back to where Miruko was eating you out like crazy. She didn’t care. She was all up in there, her nose occasionally pressing into your ass hole as she pushed her tongue as far up inside you as possible.
“Dont stop,” you panted back to her, pulling your mouth off Momo’s clit for a split second.
Miruko didn’t reply, she was too busy.
“Shit this feels good. The way her tongue is getting up in there,” you moaned internally, trying not to rock too much and let Miruko do her thing.
Swirling your tongue over Momo’s clit, you felt her spasm and huff harshly, her moans increasing in intensity so you knew she was literally only two pumps away from cumming.
At that moment, she came, gasping and moaning as her legs shook and pussy clenched around your wriggling fingers.
You were glad she had cum because Miruko had just discovered that she could flat lick your clit from that angle and she was going for it, dragging it back and forth then alternating pushing it into your pussy.
“Oh shit, oh shit,” you moaned, pulling your hand from Momo’s drenched pussy and putting it down on the desk to stabilize yourself, “Miruko~,” you cried, your hips shaking as the orgasm washed over you.
Miruko didn’t stop. She was on a mission to see you through to the end and had it not been for Momo in front of you, grabbing you in her arms, you would have probably fallen off the desk and onto the floor.
“Oh my god. I want to stay in this timeline,” you panted to Momo.
“Timeline?!” Miruko asked with confusion, pulling her face back and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.
“Oops,” you whispered, looking back at her.
Just then your and Momo’s bodies disappeared from the desk, being quickly transported back to your own timeline the second that the hour was up.
“How did you—OH! Your pants?!” the man on operations gasped, quickly looking away.
“We were robbed,” you lied quickly, “they wanted our pants…”
“Oh. Heavens. I am so sorry… let me, uh… let me get you some clothes…”
He stumbled off to the door and exited quickly, giving you time to smirk at Momo.
“Well… that was an experience…”
“I’m sorry we don’t have Miruko as the same age as us on this timeline but I’m glad I have you here,” your girl replied sweetly, giving you a kiss on the cheek.
~ END ~