The Time Stop Janitor Pt. 2

A High School Janitor has the ability to stop time and fuck as many of the hot teen students that he wants. What could be better than that?

Waking up in the mornings was difficult. Even on the days when I had bagged more than the average number of bitches. It involved getting ready for a world I didn’t want to be a part of. The sex made it fun, but it didn’t make me belong. I was still just, in the end, as janitor at a high school. I was fulfilling one purpose. Which was to fuck young teen girls… But there had to be more to life, didn’t there? Perhaps with my powers I could get away with much more, but the crimes were victimless in a sense. Fucking a girl and her never knowing was one thing. Stealing from a bank left victims. Nobody would believe a Bank teller that their money had disappeared. They would be fired and then I would have no ability to explain how I had earned my money. It would never change my life drastically. Regardless, what good would money do me? I could fuck almost whoever I wanted. That’s what money was good for. I could never do it willingly of course. Nobody would fuck an ugly and overweight man like myself, but they didn’t have to want it. They only had to exist and be present, and that was enough for me. Though having somebody that wanted me would be nice as well… I didn’t think I could ever give up on the rape. It had become a part of my routine. It was something I reveled in and enjoyed. My powers made it possible and as long as I had these powers I never intended to stop.

I prepared myself for the morning. I noticed I had woken up a bit later than intended. My time to leave was arriving. I decided to stop time to give myself more time to get ready. I closed my eyes and felt the usual crunch of time stopping. The TV in my room had stopped. I was in the time stop world now. I put my clothes on and closed my eyes for a few minutes.

When I opened them again I felt the a sensation of tired hitting me. The limits of my time stop ability were coming on. It may seem paradoxical but I had brought a stopwatch into the time stop world when I was young and had found the limits were about an hour. It was a give and take. It could be less, it could be more, but often I only had the strength for an hour. Perhaps when I was in better shape it lasted longer, but now that was my limit. I had an hour to do anything I wanted without repercussion.

I waited out the entire hour. When the edge of time stop hit… I felt the crunch around me, this time with my eyes open I could see reality collapse into itself. The moment was vibrantly dark. On the edge of existence I thought i could see eyes staring back at me. The void reaching out to find me, and yet never reaching me because reality set itself back into place.

I stood up, better rested, and set about driving to the school. 6AM was usually the earliest I had to show up, though somedays required earlier. Being able to stop time made arriving to work on time easier. Especially on the days I struggled to wake up.

I opened up the school. Slowly but surely the deluge of adults and teens came. I went about my normal morning duties. Conferred with the other janitors what the objective for the day would be. I caught a glimpse of a number of girls I would like to have had my way with. I thought about stopping time, but decided against it. Despite my obsession, I still had work to do. I preferred to take girls near the end of the day as a reward. Rather than as a way to get myself through the day. It had proven more effective and made me look forward to the end of the day more often. Though that did mean I didn’t always get the top pick of girls. Because throughout my day I’d see top notch girls and wanted them badly, but it took self control not to stop time whenever I felt like. It also wasn’t always possible to do it with such precision. It required finesse sometimes. If I had done it too recently reality would refuse to work with me. It seemed the universe could only stop itself for so long.

I did wonder whether my time stop shenanigans were purely a local phenomena or universe wide. Was the entirety of time stopping at my request? Was Alpha Centuri paused just for me to fuck a young teens cunt? Or did the Universe continue indifferent and my local reality caught up with it? What was the extent of my control? It was a question that I doubt would be answered… Though it did strike me from time to time. What were the limits of time stop outside of the seeming hour time limit I had accrued?

I might never know the answer. Some questions, perhaps, were not worth asking. Some things are not worth knowing.

Others were much more worthwhile.

As I was cleaning the school, the end of the day came. I picked up the trash cans in the room. My favorite end-of-day ritual. It was how I picked up stragglers for a fucking. While on the prowl, I ran into the cheerleading coach. I hadn’t seen him for quite some time. I greeted him, and we stopped to chat for a moment.

“How is the cheer squad?”

“They’re doing well. We’ve got a cheer competition coming up so we’ve been having a few late nights…”

“Including tonight?” I asked, excited.

“Indeed. We’ll be there until about 7PM.”

“You already have the key to the cheer room right?”

He nodded.

“Well, good, best of luck with cheer practice.”

“Thanks.”

We parted ways, but he had solidified where I would be going before I left school that night.

The fact is cheerleaders were a bunch of fit teens who honed their bodies to be flexible. They were sexy and the perfect fucks. I had already had sex with the beautiful Hannah, perhaps I would get a second chance to be with her. Another wonderful thing about cheerleaders is how easy to remove their clothing was. It made quick access easy. I could get in, out, fuck, and go home. Plus, the girls always looked amazing and the few that didn’t I could easily ignore.

I finished cleaning out the trash cans. My dick was looking forward to what would come next. Cheerleader practice was the ultimate opportunity to fuck nice young cunts.

The cheerleaders practice room was a garage that opened to the schools parking lot. Inside were twenty teenage girls practicing flips, dance routines, everything related to cheer. There was the male cheer coach and a female assistant. I supposed she was there to make sure he didn’t do anything inappropriate. Funny enough, she would never be able to stop me from doing what I wanted to do. I watched from a distance for a bit until I saw them start to form the bottom of a cheer pyramid. It seemed like the perfect place to stop them. About five girls got onto their knees and bent themselves over. A few girls stood behind them getting ready to climb on top of them.

I closed my eyes. Time came to a stop around me. I approached the cheer garage and looked around. The girls were on the floor bent over with only cheer shorts on and school shirts. It was perfect. Five girls bent over and four girls prepped to climb on top of them. I didn’t waste any time.

I moved the girls that were standing in my way. I kissed them on the cheek. I brushed my cock against their tight bodies. I wanted to fuck them, but it would require a bit more effort than the girls who were already presenting their ass to me.

I got onto the floor and started pulling the girls shorts and underwear down. I admired their cute little asses. I put my face into their pussies and had a taste. My tongue went inside and pushed their pussy lips aside. I used my hands too, to get deeper. Their pussies got wet from my touch. I rubbed up and down and did my best to make at least one of them cum but without a total vocal performance it was hard to tell what was going on. But the fact they were wet still indicated to me that they were at least going to come to with the sneaking suspicion that they had been sexually aroused without their consent.

After having a taste of all five of the girls I pulled my dick out. I was hard and ready to fuck. I started with the first girl in the line, from left to right. I would make my way down and fuck all their pussies. This was the best part of cheer practice. All the hottest girls were isolated in one place.

The first girls pussy was tight. She was a sweet little redhead. I reached over her shirt and played with her boobs. They were of decent size. I continued to pump and got my hands under her shirt. her tits felt even better without any material separating me from them. I fucked her for a few minutes before moving on to the next girl.

A skinny black girl. She was tight as well. Her hair was big and frizzy. I grabbed it and pulled back her head as I fucked her. I held onto her hair as if I was reigning in a horse. I smacked her ass a few times and told her she was a bad girl.

The next girl was a thick white girl. Her thighs were large. Her tits were large as well. I grabbed onto them. I turned her around and fucked her missionary style. I slapped at her tits and kissed her. She didn’t respond, but she didn’t need to. I was growling like a wild animal with each thrust. I was reaching my limit but I’d be damned if I didn’t fuck all five of the girls.

The fourth girl was another tight, white teen. My favorite kind of girl. She had the perfect little body. I turned her over as well and sucked on her perfect B-sized breasts. I fucked her tight cunt and slapped her face. Calling her my good whore. When time resumed, her face would be sore.

Finally, the last girl was once again the precious Hannah. She was at the bottom of the cheerleading totem pole, apparently. If she was the right kind of slut she could surely move up. I tasted her pussy once more and slapped her ass before inserting myself back into her pussy.

“Fuck… My perfect little slut…” Fucking a girl more than once had a danger that I would grow attached. I didn’t do well with attachments. It made me act out with my time-stop ability.

Still, I persisted through and felt my orgasm incoming. My usual tendency would be to come on Hannah’s back, but having fucked her once before left me with the want to breed her tight little pussy. Leaving the chance that she might get pregnant from my seed. It was a beautiful thought. I didn’t think I was the kind of man that could convince a woman to fall in love… So Instead, I could force them to carry my progeny. It was quite an enticing thought. My orgasm came closer and closer as I fucked Hannah. Her tight ass bounced against my midsection. I started growling between thrusts. I was so close.

I had to choose. I could ruin her youth with my cum. I could ensure she could never pursue her dreams. Or I could just ruin her innocence with a victimless rape.

The orgasm started coursing through my body and into my dick. I pulled out and came onto Hannah’s back. I couldn’t do that to her. Not today. I fell backward, and my cum shot out onto the floor.

“Fuck, all you girls were fantastic little sluts. Don’t worry. I’ll be back for more.”

I slapped my stomach as a sign of success. In that moment I felt the sensation of the time stop coming to an end. The first warning sign which indicated I had approximately ten minutes left in this suspended state.

I returned all the girls to their original positions, more or less. Bent over and their shorts back on. Before doing so, I tasted their pussies one last time and stuck my tongue as far in as possible. Doing so had me hard again, but I was running out of time.

I kissed Hannah before leaving the cheerleader’s garage. I watched from the parking lot as time came back.

I looked at the sky and a smile looked down at me. Was it happy with my actions?

Then the girls started yelling and moaning. The majority fell over into each other. Grasping each others hands, yelling into the air. The few girls I had moved fell over as well out of confusion. It was chaos for several minutes. I smiled at the chaos my dick could cause to unsuspecting teens.

I left before anybody noticed me in the parking lot. I could go home, but I wanted to do something for dinner that I didn’t often do. Hannah had awakened the need in me to impregnate a nice young slut. Or any slut. All that mattered was that she was hot and got my dick hard.

I had decided the best place to go would be the mall near my house. There many women went to the stores. I could find somebody nice in one of the upscale stores houses in the mall. There many a hot women could be found shopping for themselves in order to look sexy for their lovers, boyfriends, whatever.

I would eat first, to regain my strength and hopefully be able to activate the time stop. Then I would go to a few of the stores in search of the right woman.

When I arrived the mall food court was busy. It took a while to get my food, and to eat it too, but I still had enough time to go hunting for prey.

I walked around the mall and scouted a few of the most expensive stores. From the outside I could see a few pretty women, but I wanted the best for my future progeny. I need the most beautiful woman that i could corrupt.

After doing a few laps I entered the department store Zara, and in the far back, surprisingly in the mens section, was a girl who had to be a model of some sort. She looked up, we even made eye contact, but she quickly broke it. To her I must appear disgusting, but to me she was the most beautiful girl in the world. She was older, I was certain but gorgeous.

She had broad, wide hips and big generous tits. Her face was perfection in some ways. She was wearing tight clothing that showed off everything and I wanted her. I tried not to stare as i walked closer to her.

One of the employees asked me if I needed any help. I waved them away and said i was just looking for now. They dutifully walked away.

I approached the rack that the model was looking at. I got directly across from her and closed my eyes. After a few moments the sound of the world went away and I was greeted with silence. When i opened my eyes the Model was sifting through the clothing rack, avoiding eye contact.

I smiled. This was my opportunity to do what i came to do. Make a random whore of the world pregnant with my seed.

I took to the opportunity quickly. I would have to. This girl was dressed quite nicely. That sometimes meant putting their outfit together again would be a bit difficult. Sometimes that mattered sometimes it didn’t.

I moved her from the clothing rack and quickly took her to the changing room. If I so desired I would leave her there. I pushed her into the room and went about removing her clothing, all of it. I had decided I would get her completely naked and have her deal with the consequences of my actions.

I removed her shirt and pants. I got completely naked as well. She was standing up. I had a taste of her supple breasts. Running my tongue along her nipples. Kissing up her chest and to her neck. She was still looking downward, as she had been when she chose to ignore me. The dumb cunt would get what was coming to her for doing that. She should have paid attention to me, maybe then she wouldn’t be a rape victim.

My cock was rock hard and I started to fuck her while she was standing up. Her pussy was heavenly against my raw cock. I pulled in and out of her. She was taller than me, which made it even hotter I kissed her tits between thrusts. When I got tired of fucking her standing up I bent her over and put her hands on the dressing room door. I fucked her from behind. I smacked that ass.

“You’re going to take all the cum I have to give you… You beautiful whore.”

I slowed my pumping. I wanted to enjoy this model. It wasn’t every day I fucked a girl who looked as good as her. While I did fuck hot young teens constantly, there was something different about fucking an of age model. Both were good, very good, but in a different way. Age was just a number, of course.

I pushed into her and growled. I smacked her ass and leaned forward, groping her tits. I was deep inside, and her pussy walls were pulling and contracting while I was inside. It felt fantastic.

Each second, I came closer to cumming inside her tight cunt. I growled between thrusts. I forced my way as far into her as possible. My six-inch cock was entirely embedded within her. I pulled on her hips to push ever further, and my cum started to shoot into her tight pussy. I howled out loud and pulled on her hips even harder. I wanted my cum to have to travel the least distance possible. I waited inside her until my cock went soft. I pulled it out and smacked it onto her rear end.

“Good girl.” I said as I sat her down in the corner of the dressing room. I left her naked and embedded her fingers into her pussy. When she came to she would have to come to the conclusion that she had been fingering herself. And if she noticed the cum, which I sure hoped she would, she would have no explanation. No memory of what I had done to her. In any case nobody would believe that she hadn’t fucked some unknown somebody in the dressing room. There was no good defense for what had happened to her. I opened her mouth and kissed her deeply.

“I love you. Please take care of our child.”

Though I knew I would have to try with several women, as there was the possibility that this pregnancy didn’t take. A few more tries, and I could be satisfied with the notion that my progeny would be out there somewhere.

I left the department store. Once outside I let time start again. I didn’t wait around for the woman to come to terms with what had happened. As far as the camera was concerned, both me and her had disappeared from our locations and appeared somewhere else.

I walked down the length of the mall and back. Feeling jubilant from my conquest of a model. It felt good to fuck them in time stop. It would be better to do it in real time, but that wasn’t realistic. Not for a guy like me. I was ugly, fat, and didn’t have much going for me. I had been born with the ability to stop time. I would need it for the rest of my life if I was ever going to get laid. It was just a reality I had come to accept. Without time stop I would be a sad and lonely virgin.

I was walking down the length of the mall when my dick started to request another fuck. I felt high and jubilant from having bred a model. I wanted to do it again, but this time I could do it with a teen, a cute one too. I just needed to find one. The age wasn’t so important. She just had to look young and fertile. Thirteen was my absolute limit, but when it came to girls out in the world, I could never be certain about their ages.

What would be best would be a group of friends. Nothing was better than lining up several pussies and cumming inside of one of their friends. It was like a roulette wheel of cum. Who would be the lucky one to win my kids? It was like the cheerleaders, but this time I would give in to the biological need to cum inside a tight cunt.

The only problem was that I had just used my time-stop ability. Depending on my energy level I might not be able to trigger another stop. Though my dick demanded it as I kept passing women. Though I knew these girls weren’t the right ones, not yet.

I eventually returned back to the food court. In front of Starbucks was a collection of four beautiful teens. They were casually chatting with their Starbucks drinks sitting on the table next to them.

I smiled and casually grabbed my dick through my pants. One of these girls would be the next lucky victim to have my cum inseminate her.

I closed my eyes and the world became silent. Their shrill voices no longer filling the soundscape.

The girls were wearing similar clothing. Crop tops and jeans. Their belly buttons were exposed, their breasts propped up by their push up bras. I grabbed at them through their shirts. Casually grasping and pulling their breasts one after the other. I kissed one of the girls on the neck as I rubbed by crotch up and down her body.

I pulled off my pants and shirt quickly. I grabbed the first girl by the neck and bent her over the table. I had to move the drinks out of the way as well. With her bent over I lowered her jeans and pulled them down to around her thighs. I only needed access. The beautiful girl didn’t have to get completely naked.

I pulled her panties down and gripped my cock. I pushed myself inside her and enjoyed the feeling of the warmth enveloping me. I continued sliding in and out as her friends stayed silent and frozen in time around us. I grabbed around her at her chest. Her bra had sufficient padding. It made her chest bigger than it actually was. As I thrust in and out I kissed her back. I groaned.

“Oh fuck. Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

But that wasn’t enough. I wanted to fuck her three friends as well. I was playing cum roulette. I would fuck all three pussies, and depending when my need to cum came about, I would inseminate one of them.

I pulled out of the first girl and pulled down the pants and underwear of her second friend. A sweet little redhead. She was a bit smaller than the other four and paler. I liked myself a pale pussy.

I started to fuck her standing up. I didn’t want to bother with positioning her. I faced her as we fucked each other. I slightly opened her mouth and stuck my tongue inside as I humped in and out of her underage pussy. I love underage cunts. They felt tighter, wetter, and just better than older women. Pussy was pussy, but if I had to choose, I would choose a thirteen-year-old over an eighteen-year-old any day of the week. Pussy ages and it’s better when it has less mileage on it. Fuck pussy feels good.

I kept raping the redhead. Each thrust felt better than the last and brought me closer to cumming. But of course, just fucking two teens wouldn’t be enough. It was a sport to fuck as many teens as possible under the control of the time-stop power.

I gave her a few more thrusts and shoved my hands under her shirt and under her push-up bra. Her soft tits were malleable under my fingers.

I shoved my tongue into her mouth and explored for a few minutes. I gave her one final thrust and pulled out of her. I watched a few drops of pre-cum fall out of her. It was an excellent look for her.

I moved on to the third friend. She had. Her eyes closed, and had been laughing when I stopped time. That meant her mouth was already open.

I bent her down onto her knees and forced my dick into her mouth. She wasn’t sucking, but her tongue and dick still collided together. I kept pushing in and out and enjoyed the view of a young cunt being forced to have my dick in her mouth. I was growling after a few satisfying pumps. I threw myself onto her and forced her all the way onto the floor.

I forced my hands onto her face and pushed it sideways. I humped my hard dick against her covered body. Growling and moaning with each thrust.

“You dirty fucking whore. You deserve to be raped by me. You’re nothing but a dirty fucking slut.”

I lifted her shirt up and kissed my way up her stomach. I pulled her shirt past her tits. Then forced to lift her bra and started kissing at her nipples. I was growling and humping up against her. I took a moment to unbutton her jeans and pulled them down far enough to fuck her. I slowly inserted myself and let out a long howl as I did so. I was like a horny animal.

I sped up my thrusting and continued to fuck in and out of her tight cunt. I loved teens. I had my hand around her throat. I kept pushing in and out.

“Thank you God… For these powers.” I said as I defiled her.

After a few minutes I moved onto the last girl.

Another tight cunt that just needed to be defiled by my dick. I pulled her pants down and kissed her deeply. I thrust in and out for several minutes and when I was tired of that I decided it was time for the roulette of pregnancy.

I lined up all their cunts against the table. They were bent over with their pussies pointing back and their legs spread out.

I pushed myself into the first cunt for five thrusts then switched onto the next girl. Five thrusts each and I’d move on, or if I felt particularly good I would continue for longer, but when I got close to cumming, I would stop for a few moments until I was able to go again.

I did this for about twenty minutes. Switching between cunts, growling because of how good it felt. I moaned and groaned until I felt the sensation of time stop coming to an end. I knew I had less than ten minutes to come and to put the girls back together again.

I was on the third girl when the sensation came over me. I knew I should stop there, but I knew which pussy I wanted to cum into. Could I last until the pale redhead? I did five more thrusts of the third girl. I could feel the need to cum come over me. I pulled out for thirty seconds and moved onto the fourth girl. I pumped once and knew I was close. I did four more pumps and miraculously was able to move back to the first girl.

I had to go very slow. Taking long thrusts and pulling out for a few moments before going again. I made it back to the redhead. I gripped her shoulders. I growled and pushed into her once more and started raping the shit out of her. I went fast and hard. Her ass recoiled with every push, and within minutes my cum was deep inside. Her pussy walls were marked with my diseased cum.

I let out a loud growl as my cum shot out. I fell over onto her and bit her shoulder hard. I wanted her to feel me somehow when she came to.

“You’re a beautiful girl. I hope you carry my baby to term. I want him to have a beautiful mother. He never has to know about his father.”

I didn’t know how much time had elapsed. I had to be running short on time.

I thankfully hadn’t made any of the girls completely naked. I lifted up their pants and underwear and had them standing normally. I lowered their shirts and put my clothes back on. I moved a few tables down and sat down.

When I felt time start to shift. The world around me looked like static television. If I focused on the static, I could see the pair of eyes that watched me. They appeared whenever I ran out of energy to upkeep the time-stop.

Time began running once more and the teen girls were clamoring.

They were bent over. Exclaiming that something came over them, perhaps an orgasm. Or just the sudden rush of horny was too much for them to handle.

We made eye contact for the first time. They looked angry. Then they were gone.

I watched the redhead closely. She was bent over, grabbing at her shoulder. Right where I had bit her. That put a smile on my face. I had left my own mark on her. She was also carrying my sperm inside of her as we spoke. It would be dripping out of her wet cunt. She might not notice until she arrived home and tried to remove her panties. That gave me great pleasure to know. I wished I could track her for the next nine months or so. Though that wasn’t realistic.

I stayed put at the table until the girls calmed down. They had no clue what had happened. In time they returned to normal conversation and drinking their Starbucks drink.

Perhaps they all just thought they had spontaneous orgasms, or however they justified it. They left after another half hour. I left a few minutes later. Satisfied with my four girl conquest.

I returned home and prepared for bed. I laid back in my bed and put my hands up to the back of my head. I had a satisfied smile. I had fucked a model, and played cum roulette with four teens. Of course I had come in the redhead. I thought she was the cutest. She deserved my cum inside her more than the rest. It was a nice feeling knowing I had been able to go along with my evolutionary prerogative. That was the nature of man wasn’t it? To fuck as many women as possible? To spread his seed? It had to be. How else could you explain my behavior? Why else did I only use my powers for sex and not anything more fulfilling?

It didn’t matter. The next day would come and I would use my powers once more.

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