The Era of Free Morality
It was an ordinary winter day, and nothing foreshadowed trouble. Our entire 11th grade, led by our homeroom teacher, went to the Exhibition of New Scientific and Technological Achievements. Seryoga (that's my friend from class) and I lagged a bit behind the others, looking at the robot models. Suddenly, out of nowhere, some guy around forty appeared behind our backs, laughing as he watched us admiring the models of cyborgs made of steel and plastic.
— "That's just nonsense, I have something worth seeing," he declared categorically, and I turned to see what he had that could be cooler than robots. He was pointing
at some strange mechanism resembling a mix of "virtual reality" and an electric chair. The inventor himself (and that was apparently him) looked like an ordinary engineer from some run-down institute: graying hair, horn-rimmed glasses, a white shirt, and a black suit of the "Hello, USSR!" type.At first, I thought it was a new gaming console that immerses the user in a virtual world and provides full sensory experience. But this strange man, who introduced himself as Oleg Vitalyevich, told us that he had invented, no less, a time machine. However, he added that it was an unfinished model since he hadn't tested it on humans yet, but several lab mice had already traveled through time and returned.
"And what, can it really work?" I asked in surprise.
"Of course, though I currently lack the power, but if everything works out, it will be possible to travel through time for thousands of years, both to the future and the past!"
He talked for a long time about his research, then offered us to participate in testing his machine. Seryoga immediately got scared and said it was better to catch up with the others and continue the tour. I told him to go alone and that I would catch up. I wanted to try this machine to prove to this psycho that it didn't work. Or did it? We'll find out now.
Oleg Vitalyevich told me to sit in the chair and attached some sensors to my temples and chest. After that, he started flipping some switches, turning levers, setting some numbers on a display glowing blue. I saw him set the number 2212. Considering it was 2012, I was about to "fly" 200 years into the future!! I felt a tingling in my temples, like during takeoff or landing on a plane. My vision darkened, and it became hard to breathe. My heart started beating so fast it felt like it would burst out of my chest. Then it went dark, and I lost consciousness.
Waking up, I wanted to call for Oleg Vitalyevich, but he wasn't around. I was in some park, with no one around. I was surprised how he managed to move me here. If this was a joke, he was a master of humor. Well, time to go home. I got up from the ground and looked around. Music was coming from somewhere far away, probably the exit. I headed towards the sound, looking around. After a couple of meters, I saw a couple on a bench, they were having sex!
A dark-skinned girl was sitting on top of her guy, bouncing up and down on his cock. By the way, his size was decent, about 25 centimeters, no less. I watched for a couple of seconds, then came to my senses and ran away from there before they noticed me. The music grew louder, and I saw the exit. A large, beautiful ivory-colored arch opened onto the street. Leaving the forest, I squinted my eyes from the bright light.
When my eyes adjusted to the light, I blinked and saw... that all the people walking on the street were naked. At first, I thought I was hallucinating, but soon I realized it was true. Stopping the first passerby I saw, I asked him what year it was. He wasn't surprised by my question, just pointed at some huge building in the distance with the numbers "2212" glowing on it. My heart went cold. So, the old psycho wasn't lying, and I really ended up in the future! And I moved exactly the number of years he predicted! How do I get back now... I sat on a bench and started thinking. Some girl walked past me, saw me, and stopped.
"Are you from the past?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied, looking at her.
She was tall, with large, beautiful size-three breasts and... a dangling, shriveled cock between her legs. She was wearing something like panties, a strip of fabric, but it was see-through, and anyone could admire her assets. She noticed my interested look and laughed.
"Come with me, I'll tell you everything," she took my hand, and we walked down the street. People looked at me, and I thought I looked strange here being CLOTHED, what a wonder. Linda, that was my new acquaintance's name, told me about the changes that had happened to the world over the last 200 years. In 2150, Earth tilted slightly on its axis, and climate zones shifted a bit. Now, almost everywhere except North America and Australia, hot weather reigned year-round. Parts of the USA, Cuba, and Greenland were completely submerged and ceased to exist. People learned to travel through time, cure all diseases, and got rid of outdated morality that prescribed modesty and limiting desires.
Now everyone could have sex anywhere on the planet, and it wasn't considered a violation (now I understood the couple in the park). All restrictions related to sex were abolished. The only condition was free will; a person had to agree to everything they were offered to participate in. Everyone was now required to walk the streets naked so as not to hide their beauty from others. Special clubs were created for sex, uniting people by interests: gays, lesbians, transsexuals—everyone could now feel at ease; the era of free morality had arrived for all.
After hearing all this, I didn't want to return home, but still, I asked what needed to be done to get back to the past. Linda told me about possible options. Of all described, the easiest way was the lottery. Yes, in the era of free morality, the lottery became the most popular form of gambling, and you could win anything you wished for there. Even a one-way trip through time.
"But to participate in the lottery, you need to buy a ticket. And I don't even know what money is used here. Where would I get it?" I asked.
Linda smirked and said I was a virgin, and that was worth more than gold nowadays. I could stake my virginity, but if I lost, any free citizen of the city who participated in the lottery could fuck me, and that's from 10 to 40 thousand people.
After thinking it over, I decided to participate in the lottery. Linda said I was lucky because the lottery was happening today, it would take place at the city stadium in a few hours.
The time left until the draw, we spent on registration and buying a ticket. They stripped me naked, carefully examined my cock and anus, then painted the number 883 on my back with some black paint. They didn't allow me to dress again, saying that during the lottery, everyone must walk as their mother bore them.
And finally, the moment came to announce the winning ticket numbers. It was like a porn parody of "Russian Lotto." The entire stadium was filled with naked people, most of whom had numbers on their backs, just like me. Those who came without numbers were apparently waiting for an orgy with the losers. That's just how they do things.
A huge drum was installed on the stage in the center of the field. It stood vertically so everyone could see which numbers came up. A round wooden ring was attached to the drum. The most beautiful black transsexual I had ever seen was chained to it by his hands and feet. His cock, sprinkled with glitter, stood erect, and the host spun this improvised drum, holding it by the erect cock. From the side, it looked fantastic...
The host announced the winning numbers, people went on stage, receiving their prizes.
Then they said all non-winning tickets had to go on stage. Panic gripped me. If my number wasn't announced, did that mean I lost?! What would happen, I thought, climbing onto the stage. Besides me, about ten other people went on stage. The host untied the trans, and they approached us together. They explained that now everyone who won the right to the orgy would fuck us right in front of the crowd.
The rules allowed only holders of winning tickets to participate in the orgy; others could only watch. I secretly looked at the lucky ones who were coming on stage from the other side. Among them were women, men, and those you couldn't recognize at first glance. I was starting to like the situation I found myself in. Apparently, anyone who wanted could choose me and do whatever they wanted with me. My cock started to rise; I was seriously aroused. A cute woman around 30 came up to me and started stroking my cock.
— "What a cute newcomer, I see you haven't been here long?" she asked. I replied it was my first day. She knelt and started sucking my cock. Honestly, I was pleasantly surprised because losing the lottery turned into a very pleasant pastime for me. She sucked skillfully, apparently having rich experience in this area. She sucked my dick like a sweet candy, giving me unearthly pleasure. When I started to cum, I wanted to pull it out, but she not only didn't flinch but started sucking even more actively and swallowed every drop.
While she was giving me a blowjob, some guy was watching us closely; he looked at us greedily and jerked his cock. After I came, he came over and started touching my cock. I never had an attraction to men, but the atmosphere and the rules of the game left me no chance. In a couple of moments, my handsome cock was ready for battle again.
I lay on the wooden floor, spreading my legs wide, giving access to my cock and anus to anyone who wanted. The woman stood over my head, spread her legs wider, and sat her pussy right on my face. I understood what she wanted and started licking her cave. Meanwhile, the guy licked my anus and jerked my newly erect cock. Strangely, just yesterday I was a virgin on both sides, but in a few minutes, I would be fucked in all holes, and I wildly liked it. I was ready for anything, and my desire grew with each minute. I licked this bitch's pussy and waited for this guy's cock to be shoved into my ass. I was a little scared, but I really wanted to try it. Finally, I felt him press the head against my anus and push slightly.
My anal slit, softened by the caresses of his tongue, easily gave way to the invasion, and in a few seconds, he shoved his cock all the way in. I moaned loudly and started moving my hips to meet him, impaling myself on his spit. The woman on top had already come twice, drenching me with her juices, but I was just getting into it. They switched places, and I started sucking this guy's cock while the woman impaled herself on my cock and started bouncing on it like a mad mare. I felt her wet, slippery pussy hugging my cock; she bounced on my dick so sweetly that very soon I came abundantly right into her. She sat on it a little longer, then got up and went somewhere.
Instead of her, the black trans who had been hanging tied to the drum during the lottery draw joined our glorious orgy. I got on my knees and started sucking their cocks (the guy's and the trans's) alternately, licking them following the example of the woman who left us. Judging by their satisfied faces, I was doing well. Then I turned my back to the trans to try his cock in my ass, and my front to the guy, and continued polishing his shaft with my tongue. The trans's cock turned out to be thicker than his predecessor's, but my ass was already wet from everything happening, and it went smoothly. His head slid in and out of me, giving me incredible pleasure. I never would have thought anal sex was so good.
He started impaling me on his cock, and I bounced for him like a seasoned slut who had gotten a taste for it. Indeed, I seemed to have gone crazy; I wanted everyone around to fuck me in all the holes I had. When the trans came in me, I felt warm semen running down my thighs. Soon, the first guy came in my mouth. I said I really liked it and wanted more. The trans said if I agreed to be his slave for a couple of days, he would give me a trip through time, and I could return home. Without thinking, I agreed, especially since the prospect of being a slave excited me.
They immediately put a collar and leash on me. I walked next to my mistress like a dog taken for a walk. Leaving the stadium, we caught a taxi and went to my new owner. She said her girlfriends would come soon, and we would have a great fuck. We didn't have to wait long. As soon as we closed the front door, the bell rang. Two charming friends of my owner entered, and I immediately ran to them (on all fours, of course).
"What a cute puppy," one of them, named Candice, cooed. I rubbed against her leg and started looking at her cock.
"Do you like it, bitch?" she asked and immediately shoved her cock into my mouth.
I moaned affirmatively and got to work. Her sweet cock roamed my throat; I had already come to love sucking so much that I got aroused myself, and this didn't go unnoticed. The owner's second friend, named Laura, started playing with my cock. For a second, the thought crossed my mind that I didn't want to return so much anymore! I liked this future; I never dared to dream of such things before. The girls noticed my enthusiasm and decided to satisfy me fully. They tied my hands behind my back, put a mask with slits for eyes and mouth on my head, and panties with a cutout on the butt on my ass. Candice ordered me to lie on the chair with my ass up, which I did. She took out a whip from somewhere and started whipping me. The pain was sweet. I looked up at my mistress and Laura from below; they watched my execution and jerked their beautiful cocks.
Soon, Laura couldn't take it and, pushing Candice aside, shoved it in me to the hilt. Her stick was quite large, about 25 centimeters, but my ass was already stretched, and I was only happy to take her in. She grabbed my hips and fucked me fiercely, sometimes slapping my ass with her palm, leaving red marks. The mistress came to me from the front and shoved her cock in my face. It was very uncomfortable, but I arched and took it in my mouth. This chocolate beauty was simply magnificent; I sucked it with joy while Laura worked on my ass from behind. The mistress grabbed my head and controlled the process, impaling my head on her delicious cock.
When she ejaculated in me, I swallowed every last drop. I started to like this taste. Soon, Laura gasped loudly and came in my ass. After that, Candice started licking my asshole, trying to extract her friend's semen. They started kissing Laura, passing the semen in each other's mouths. Then we all went to the shower together, and there Candice started soaping my ass, and the Mistress gave it to Laura in the mouth. Candice said she wanted to pee, and I would have to play the role of her toilet. I was afraid I wouldn't like it, but I didn't dare refuse.
Obediently opening my mouth, I waited for her to do her business. She couldn't do it for a long time because of her erection, but then the first drops of urine fell into my mouth and on my face; I smelled the stench, but didn't close my mouth, and soon a powerful stream flowed into my mouth and down my face. I choked but swallowed her urine; then when she finished, she bent me over doggy-style and, soaping her cock, inserted it into me. Leaning my hands against the shower wall, I gave myself to her, tired but satisfied. After everyone washed, we all lay down in a big bed and started watching porn with transsexuals. The Mistress said she was very glad to meet such a nice slut as me, and I, in turn, thanked her for the incredible pleasure I received today. They fucked me one more time each, and we went to sleep.
The next day, they decided to dress me in a maid's outfit, but that's a whole other story...