The Time at the Beach

I wanted to give this a final chapter after how I ended the last part. More story than sex, all straight, no anal and all over 18. Hope you enjoy!

"Hello, Dad...."

It's pretty much all I could remember. The woman smiled at me then touched my arm and then I was in chaos. It was hard to describe, it was almost like I was drowning. I was being pulled deeper into a swirling mass that pulled me deeper until her hand grabbed mine and pulled me onto the beach. My rescuer, a beautiful woman with dark eyes and long dark hair, helped me to my side and I coughed up about a gallon of water. The swirling mass must have been in my head, I was drowning and she saved me.

"You're okay, the current gets pretty strong sometimes but I saw you in trouble and I pulled you out," said the woman.

"Where am I?" I asked.

"You're on the beach, I came to find you. You were upset and I was worried."

"I don't know who you are."

"I'm your girlfriend. Are you messing with me?"

"What? No, I can't even remember my name."

I must have blacked out. When I woke up, I was lying in bed and the woman was holding a cold rag to my head.

"You're okay, I think you ingested some salt water, you've been throwing up and you have a fever," she said.

"My head is killing me," I replied.

"I know but I can't give you anything. You threw up the last two pills."

I fell asleep again and when I woke up, it was dark. I looked over and the woman was asleep next to me in a plain t-shirt and panties. She was very beautiful but I had no memory of ever talking to her, meeting her or taking her to bed. I looked around and there weren't any pictures on the walls of anyone really and the place looked a little run down. The bed creaked as I sat up and the woman woke up with a smile.

"Hey, feeling better?" she said.

"Yea, my memory is still gone. I was going to look around and see if anything helps me," I replied.

"I'll come with you in case you collapse again."

I dressed in the clothes that were sitting on the chair by the bed, they felt a little loose but I didn't dwell on it and waited for the woman to put on her clothes.

"What's your name?" I asked her.

"I'm Myra, do you remember your name?" she replied.

"I don't."

"You are Marcus."

"And we are lovers or something?"

"Well, I love you with all my heart. I hope when you get your memory back, you'll still feel the same about me."

Myra held my hands in hers for a few seconds then kissed me. It felt right, felt natural. She smiled at me then led me by the hand to the rest of the complex we were staying in. A lot of it was in ruins, like the beach had just come up and reclaimed what humans had build upon it but some of the buildings were still intact, including the one we stayed in.

"What happened here?" I asked as we walked along the shore.

"It's been like this for years. They said an earthquake off shore caused a freak tidal wave and it destroyed a lot of the resort. The owners and I think 5 visitors died and nobody wanted to rebuild. I used to come here a lot, is where we met and we sneak away to be alone when we can," replied Myra.

"We choose to be here when we know what happened?"

"The memory of us meeting for the first time is stronger than anything that could make us sad, my love. You were helping me with one of the rental kayaks and our eyes met. It was pretty magical."

"How long have we been together?"

"Five years? Maybe more."

"Why do we have to sneak away to be alone?"

"I'm somewhat of a celebrity. I wrote a few books that got made into movies and they kind of follow me."

"You're not allowed to have a lover?"

"Not one who's old enough to be my father. You were married when we first met too. It's pretty messy and we prefer to be left alone."

"I really wish I could remember."

"I have something that might help. Come with me."

Myra led us back to our room where she held me in her arms and kissed me passionately. She got down on her knees and went to pull my pants down but I stopped her.

"What's wrong?" she said to me.

"I... I don't know who you are. This doesn't feel right to me, I'm sorry," I replied.

"Sorry, we make love all the time, I thought it would help your memory."

She stood up and just held me, my head was still pounding. We went back to bed and she cuddled behind me as I fell asleep. It was light again when I woke up, Myra wasn't in the bed with me. I got up and washed my face in the bathroom, not really recognizing the man looking back at me in the mirror but somehow feeling familiar with what was happening to me. I got dressed and wandered outside to find Myra grilling some fish in the outdoor kitchen setup. She greeted me with a smile and came to hug me.

"How are you feeling?" she asked, handing me a bottle of water.

"Better, thank you. Still don't remember anything though," I replied.

"It will come back, just relax and enjoy spending time with me."

"Okay."

Myra cooked for us and brought me water as we sat around. She'd tell me about her life, about her books and we'd walk around the compound. The days went on, I grew more comfortable with her and began to accept her affection. She really was a vision of beauty. She was slightly shorter than me but not by much. Her long dark hair complimented her pretty face and she had a slim but curvy body with generous breasts and really sexy ass. I couldn't help but look, she'd always notice and would give me a gorgeous smile in return.

One night, we were cuddling together on a couch and the smell of her hair, lavender and vanilla I think it was, had me getting excited. I was just wearing a pair of loose pants so I had no way to hide my erection. She noticed and slowly rubbed it through my pants. She slowly unbuttoned me and put her warm fingers around my cock and began to stroke me.

"Myra, I..." I tried to say something.

"Just relax and enjoy my love," she said, kissing me on the cheek.

She fished my cock through my pants and leaned over to take me in her mouth. I groaned in pleasure as she began to suck me, she had me fully hard in no time and I could only lay back and enjoy what she was doing to me. She had me pull my pants and boxers off, she kissed me on the lips then in one quick move, she straddled me and took me deep inside her. We groaned in unison, her pussy felt amazing.

"A... Are you sure about this, I don't even remember our first kiss," I said to her.

"I need you, it's been far too long my love," she replied.

She began to thrust my cock in and out of her. She pulled her dress off over her head and I looked up in awe as her breasts swayed with her grinding and I could see how I could fall for her. She pulled my hands up to fondle her breasts and gazed into my eyes as she fucked me. I'd love to say I lasted a long time but she felt amazing, when I got close, I grabbed her waist and matched her thrusts until I felt myself cumming, spraying my seed deep inside her. She rubbed her clit while I was still hard and brought herself to orgasm then just held me inside her as we caught our breath.

"That was incredible," I eventually said to her.

"It always is. You are such an amazing lover," she replied.

For the next few days, sex became our world. We'd sleep long enough to recover then wake up to make love again, I couldn't get enough of her. We started to just walk around naked too, I'm pretty sure she knew it would get me going and she was right. She'd bend over to pick something up or just look at me and I'd feel myself getting hard at the sight of her.

I felt myself dreaming a lot more too, I wasn't sure if they were memories of my life but when I asked Myra she told me they were just dreams. Two words seemed to haunt me a lot too, 'Hello Dad'. I didn't know what it meant.

"Do we have any children, Myra?" I asked her after we'd made love one morning.

"No, why do you ask?" she replied.

"Oh, is nothing."

"I have to go into town tomorrow and get some more supplies, is there anything you'd like me to get?"

"I can't think of anything really."

"I love you, Marcus."

"I think I'm starting to see why I'd be saying the same thing to you," I said and kissed her.

I was sitting on the beach when she'd left for the store. The waves sounded so peaceful and I let my mind relax. Hello, Dad. Those two words kept coming back. I got up to take a walk along the shore and a rock caught my eye. The waves had washed the sand from it but it seemed to sparkle in the sun. I picked it up and rubbed it against my shirt to clean off the sand and I was suddenly somewhere else.

"What, the FUCK!" the woman screamed.

I was in a small apartment; the woman dropped the small rock she was holding and backed away from me. I looked down and my clothes were crumbling and falling from my body, in a few seconds I was naked. I covered myself up with my hands and tried to see where I was.

"How did I get here, who are you?" I asked the woman.

"Who the fuck are you? I found this on a beach and was cleaning it then you just appeared," she replied, she looked terrified.

"I, I can't remember who I am. Well, before the beach anyways. My name is Marcus. I promise I don't want to hurt you."

I looked around, the decor and the things around the room looked different from what was at the remains of the resort. I saw a calendar on the wall in her small kitchen area, 1975.

"That's.... That's not possible," I said, looking at the calendar.

"What are you talking about?" she said.

"Is that the year, 1975?"

"Well, yes, what else would it be?"

I tried to think, I wasn't sure what the date was when I was on the beach but I knew it wasn't that.

"I don't know. Do, do you have a towel or something please?"

The woman looked at me then turned towards a room to hopefully get me a towel, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was on the beach again. Myra was standing in front of me, a look of concern on her face.

"Did you find a stone?" she said to me.

"Yes, then all of a sudden I was in some apartment in 1975. What year is it?"

"It's 2030. Are you sure it was 1975?"

"I don't know, it all seems so fuzzy now."

I blacked out. When I woke up I was laying on the couch with Myra, my head on her lap as she ran her fingers through my hair.

'Hello Dad....'

The words kept ringing in my head. Myra seemed a little distant too, I couldn't figure out what was wrong with her.

"Kayla, how did you know about the stone I found, how did I get back here?" I said.

"What did you call me?" she replied.

"Kay... I'm sorry, I don't know why I called you that. Myra."

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm a little tired but I'm fine."

"Why don't we have an early night, we can make love then fall asleep together," she said, smiling.

"I like the sound of that," I replied.

Our lovemaking was usually passionate and loud but that time we were quiet, almost savoring every thrust, every kiss until we climaxed together. We held each other as we drifted off to sleep.

"I love you, Marcus, we both do," said the woman.

I was dreaming. I was being held by two women, both of them naked. They were both beautiful, one was tanned and white, the other, Spanish or Mexican. It felt so real, I made love to both of them, we explored and touched each other then we held each other in our bed.

As I woke up, I felt the wonderful sensation of being pleasured and looked down to Myra looking up at me as she sucked my cock to hardness. I didn't last long and I groaned as I sprayed my seed down her throat.

"Well, that's a wonderful way to wake up," I said to her.

"I'm hoping once you've been to pee, you'll come back and return the compliment," she said, smiling.

"I will hurry."

I splashed water on my face after using the bathroom and when I went to hang the towel, I was somewhere else again.

"Try to remember, Marcus. You don't belong there," said Lorraine.

"Lorraine? What's going on, I can't remember anything but you, I remember clearly," I replied.

"I know why she did it but there's another way. Remember!"

Lorraine pressed something to my head and I found myself falling backwards. I landed with a thump on the bathroom floor and hit my head. I must have blacked out. Myra was checking my head to see if I was hurt but she looked relieved when I opened my eyes. She was still naked.

"What happened, are you okay?" she said, wiping a tear from her face.

"I'm okay," I replied.

She helped me to my feet and walked with me as I sat on the bed with her.

"Tell me what happened, you were talking to me then you blacked out again," she said.

"I need to know how I got here, Kayla," I said to her.

"That isn't my name, Marcus."

"I remember my daughter's name, your Mother is Clara, your grandmother, Lorraine, helped me remember," I said.

I winced as my head started hurting again, almost like a giant needle was being pushed through my temple. When the pain stopped, I remembered.

"I didn't have a choice," she said to me, tears running down her face.

"Why did you bring me here, Kayla, where are Clara and Marta?" I replied.

"I don't want you to be angry with me."

"I'm not angry, Kayla, I just need answers."

"Three days after I pulled you away, the freak tidal wave hit the resort, that part was the truth. My Mom, Marta and a family that were staying, were all killed. You would have been too but I brought you here."

"But how? You were just a small child when we left you, when we brought Marta to us."

"I grew up without all of you. Lorraine would talk of you, she was always so sad but when she told me about you travelling through time and the different lives you led, her face would light up and she was so happy. She had so many diaries and journals, I could sit and read for hours and it was almost like I knew you. When I was 20, I found a computer drive that belonged to Clara. They'd videotaped you making love to Marta, Lorraine and her and it was beautiful. A few more years later I found the cave, the same earthquake that killed my family unearthed the place where the stones came from. I can jump through time, I only realized this after being in that cave but I can be here and in a second, be the nurse that's helping my Mother when I'm born."

"Why bring just me here, why not all of us?"

"I tried. I can only bring one person with me."

"And my memory?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd want me if I told you the truth."

"Lorraine told me there was another way."

"I can't go back to that same moment and pull you away one by one. I can't cross over myself."

"You know I helped build this place, right?"

I led Kayla to the plant room, thankfully one of the buildings that was still intact. I showed her an old siren, one I'd found from the 2nd World War and insisted on it staying intact.

"Here's what I need you to do. I promise to raise you with love and when you're ready and old enough, you can join us in bed," I said to her.

I told her what to do, she smiled and held me close.

"So, when I do this, this version of me will no longer exist," she said.

"Think of the years without pain, being raised by 4 people who love you. When you join us, I'll tell you everything."

"Will you remember?"

"I'll need to. When I hear the siren, I'll know what it means."

Kayla put me back onto the beach a full day after she'd taken me away. Clara and Marta were already there, scouring the rocks and sand for another stone or some other way to bring me back. The screamed for joy when I appeared.

"We thought you were gone forever my love," said Marta, kissing me frantically.

"We're so glad you came back," said Clara, pulling both of us to her.

"We have a lot to talk about but not now. I'll need some clothes and we need to get ready to leave with everyone else here," I said.

"No, we're going to our room to make love to you for 5 days straight," said Marta.

Right then, my siren went off. The staff and the one family that were staying came outside, wondering what was going on. Clara grabbed me a towel and we made our way inside. Once I was dressed, I told everyone that had gathered in the lobby that we had to leave right away.

"Listen, I'm a geologist with Shell, there hasn't been an earthquake in this region in 200 years, can you just turn off the siren?" said the man, the Dad of the family staying.

"I can't, I tried and it's broken. I will refund your entire stay but I must close the resort," I replied.

"5 stars this place has and you're throwing it all down the drain, mister," said his wife.

"Tell you what, If I'm wrong, you can have a free room on me for the next 20 years," I replied.

The media covered the tidal wave for a day or two but they didn't really care. I showed Clara and Marta the drone footage that I'd got to show what was left of the resort.

"Should we rebuild it?" asked Marta.

"No, when Lorraine gets back, we're going to go home and all four of us are going to give Kayla the best upbringing she could ever want. I'm going to tell you about my time away, it was only a day to you but I was gone almost 7 weeks with our time travelling daughter," I replied.

"She can jump through time?" asked Clara.

"Not yet but when she's 18 we're taking her to a special cave. Lorraine is going to tell her about how this all started and she may want to write a fantasy book about it all."

"Or we may spend a fortune on therapy."

Many years later, our 19-year-old daughter, Kayla, woke beside Clara and I after spending the night making love. She had tears running down her face and she held Clara close to her.

"Hey, what's wrong my love?" said Clara.

"I could see his mind. I saw another version of me where I let you die. I'm so sorry," replied Kayla.

"Wasn't your publisher looking for another book idea?" I said, smiling.

"Didn't you promise to return the favor before Lorraine broke that timeline?" said Kayla.

"Like you didn't get enough last night?"

I could never say no. I laid back and let Kayla straddle my face.

We decided to close down the resort and let nature reclaim the land and beaches. We still own the land but it's kept as a nature reserve now. Kayla keeps the location of the cave a secret, she decided it was too dangerous to be jumping around in time after almost being eaten by a giant shark in the water in past but we give her plenty of reasons to stay at home....