TeleSex - The Walton's

I discovered I could travel in to any TV show or Movie I wanted, and I could do anything or anyone I wanted. 14 year old Erin Walton is first.

The following story is science fiction, about me and my recently discovered ability.

I watch a lot of TV, spend most of my time just binge watching random box sets, or movies, one night I was very tired and began to fall asleep while watching Saving Private Ryan, and I had what I thought was a dream that I was Matt Damon near the bridge at the end of the movie.

I dreamt that I stood up from behind the sandbags, looked around and then gunfire started all around, it all felt so real, then I was shot in the arm, just a graze but I was in pain, that’s when I woke up and found my arm bleeding in the exact same spot, I went to the bathroom and took a closer look, I had a graze on my arm in the same place.

It was no dream, it was real, and I was actually there.

Over the coming weeks I had similar ‘dreams’ and I was genuinely there, I could feel everything, the wind, the sunlight, the smells and sounds around me, each time I found myself playing a character from what I had been watching.

I explored this phenomenon further and discovered that I could transfer my consciousness in to any character on any TY show, Movie or home video that I was watching, and I could do anything, it was as if their fictional world became my reality, I wasn’t having a dream that felt real…. It was real.

As I sat one day wondering what I could do, where would I want to go, what show or movie world would I like to go too, and could I really do anything I wanted… without consequences?

Then as I was flicking through the TV channels I came across an old TV show I’d watched as a kid, The Walton’s.

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The Walton’s, a popular TV show about a close-knit, multi-generational family living in 1930’s rural Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains during the Great Depression and World War II. Told from the perspective of eldest son John-Boy, the show highlights themes of love, community, and financial perseverance.

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I’d missed part of the show but what I saw excited me, the Walton family were at a picnic with the local community, eating food, playing games and swimming in the lake.

One character caught my eye, Erin (age 14), the middle daughter of the family, she was wearing a white knitted swimsuit, not very practical wearing something made of wool to go swimming in, but it was normal for the 1930’s time period the show was set in.

She’d just come out of the water and walked over to a picnic table selecting food to eat.

Erin was about 4.5-foot tall, long straight red hair, slender figure, not much of a chest to speak of, freckles all over her pale white skin, and in that swimsuit she was wearing it showed off her perfect little round ass, I sat up in my chair to get a closer look at my screen, damn she was sexy.

I knew in that moment, THAT is where I want to be next.

Then I saw John-Boy, the eldest of the Walton children, and I knew he was the perfect person for me to be, so I closed my eyes, laid back, and within minutes I was there, I was John-Boy, I could smell the leaf's on the trees, the fresh grass, the food on the table, I could hear everyone laughing, having fun, water splashing, and I looked across from where I was standing and there she was, Erin, walking back towards the lake, towards me.

“Hi John-Boy.” She said as she walk by me.

“H-Hi.” I replied, stuttering, as I just couldn’t believe it had worked, I took in her scent as she rushed towards the lake, she smelt like flowers and wet wool.

I knew the show well as I’d watched it when I was a kid, so tried to remember how they talked and acted so that I could blend in and no one would suspect.

I spent most of the afternoon watching Erin in the water, then it was time to go home and I heard John, the father calling me, “Come on John-Boy, get in the truck, we’re heading home.”

“Coming Daddy.” I replied, I knew that’s what he called his father, same as he referred to his mother as “Mama.”

We got back to the house and the other kids got changed and went outside to play, I went up to my bedroom where I knew the desk was that John-Boy always wrote his stories on right by the window that was always open, and overlooking the front of the house, I sat and watched Erin running around playing with her brothers and sisters, she was wearing a dress now, and still looked gorgeous.

“Are you coming outside, John-Boy?” shouted Mary-Ellen, the eldest sister, after she saw me looking out the window.

“Not right now.” I replied.

That night when everyone was asleep, I crept out of my room and headed for the girls room, I knew that the three sisters shared a single room, but I just wanted to look at Erin again before I went to sleep, I slowly pushed open the bedroom door and saw her asleep, she looked so peaceful and beautiful.

I’d already made up my mind, I knew I could do anything that I wanted, and I wanted to fuck Erin, so that’s exactly what I was going to do.

Morning came and everyone was downstairs at the table eating breakfast, Erin was sitting right next to me in her dress, she put a pancake on to my plate, “Here you go, John-Boy.” She said, in the sweet voice of hers.

“Thank you, Erin.” I replied, smiling at her.

“You’re welcome.” She said, noticing me looking at her in a peculiar way.

It was quite nice sat there, not just because I was close to Erin, but the whole family was so happy, joyful and normal, it was nice listening to them all talking and laughing, for a moment I actually felt like part of a real family, but then remembered that wasn’t my reality, I was here for one thing only.

“John-Boy, I’m going to need you to go down to Ike’s this morning, pick up some chicken wire to fix that whole in the fence.” John, the father of the family said to me from across the table.

I knew that Ike owned the shop down the road, “No problem, Daddy....” I replied, then I got an idea, I turned to Erin, “…Why don’t you come with me, Erin. Keep me company.” I said.

She pulled the fork out of her mouth as she’d just eaten a piece of pancake, and she spoke with her mouth full, “S-sure I’ll c-come w-with y-you.” She replied with a giggle trying to keep her food in her mouth.

“Erin, don’t talk with your mouth full.” Said Mama.

“Sorry, Mama.” Erin replied, after quickly swallowing her food.

Once everyone had finished their breakfast they went about their business and Erin and I set off on our walk to Ike’s store, we were going to take the truck but their father was using it and loading it up for a timber delivery later that morning.

We walked along the dirt road, Erin playfully skipping beside me, I asked if I could hold her hand, she thought she was too old to be having her hand held, but she said okay anyway and we walked hand in hand for about another 10-minutes until we reached the store.

We went in, bought the chicken wire, and set off back, a few minutes in to our walk I stopped as we came to a vacant house, it was rundown, no one had lived there in years, but it was the perfect place, “Hey Erin, lets take a look in here.” I said to her.

“The old house…” she said, looking hesitant, “…It’s haunted you know.”

“Ah, that’s just made up. You don’t actually believe in that stuff do you?” I asked.

“I guess not.” She replied.

“Well come on then.” I said, and I headed inside, I didn’t have to open the door because it was already hanging off its hinges.

I went inside and she followed me in moments later, I hid behind an old chair and jumped out behind her as she entered, “Boo!” I shouted, scaring her and making her jump, she turned and slapped my arm, “John-Boy you scared me.” She complained.

She stepped further through the house slowly, seeing all the dust, broken furniture, leafs that had blown in from outside, and cobwebs on the walls, “I don’t like this, we should be getting home.” She said, then she turned around and found me standing right behind her, “Trying to scare me again?” she asked.

But I wasn’t planning on scaring her, at least not in the same way, I grabbed her arms and pushed her down on to the floor, “John-Boy what are you doing? – You’re hurting me, John-Boy.” She complained and cried out, “Stop it, you’re hurting me.”

I pinned her down on the dirty hard wooden floor and tore off her dress and she started to cry and try to fight me off, as I continued to strip her naked.

She had an almost flat chest, just nice soft bumps as her breasts were just starting to form and a bald pussy that was just beautiful, and even better than I imagined it would be.

I pinned her arms down and then kissed her on the lips and all over her pretty little face, she moved her head side to side trying to avoid my lips but it wasn’t much of a fight, then I kissed her chest and licked her nipples, “-Stop-“ she sobbed, then I sat up and I pulled the dungaree straps off my shoulders, then took off my shirt, and then I pushed my bottoms down to my knees, exposing my cock which was already fully erect.

I forced her skinny legs open and then positioned myself on top of her, then I guided the tip of my cock to the slit of her soft pussy and I pushed it inside, she let out a loud screeching scream, “U-Arrrrrrrrggghhh!” and tears flowed from her eyes, “Argh – John-Boy stop it.”

“Oh Erin you’re so beautiful – so fucking sexy.” I said, as I forced my way inside of her, feeling her tight inner virgin walls compressing around my cock, “Oooh Erin.” I gasped, her pussy felt divine.
She cried and sobbed, begging me to stop, “Uh – No-o-o-o-o – Please – S-Stop”

It must have been weird for her thinking I was actually her older brother raping her.

I didn’t stop, I fucked her on that dirty, cracked, splinter covered wooden floor, pinning her arms down and thrusting hard and deep inside of her, listening to her mixed cries of pain and moans of pleasure, “Uh – Argh – Oooh – Uh – Uh – Argh.”

Her nipples got hard, I could feel them scraping against my skin as I rocked back and forth on top of her, and her pussy got wetter by the second.

“It’s okay, Erin – Oah – Don’t cry – Oah – Enjoy it.” I gasped.

As I was fucking her she managed to lift her head up and she bit me on the side of my neck, “Oh, you like it rough do you?” I said with a smile.

I lifted her legs up in to the air and bent them all the way back until her toes were over her shoulders, and I fucked her pussy harder, driving my cock as deep as it would go, “How’s that? – Huh, Erin – You like that!” I said, thrusting harder and harder.

“Uh – Unh – Ungh!!!” she moaned and moaned.

“That’s good huh? – Ooh yeah – That’s good.” I gasped.

“Uh – Uh – Uh – Uh – Mm – Uh!”

A few minutes later it was all over as I came hard, my balls tightened and I thrust in to her as deep as I could go, I arched my back looking up at the ceiling like a wolf howling to the moon, and I released my seed in to her, shooting several streams of thick sperm inside her tight pussy, “Oooaagh Erin – Oooaagh – Oooaaagh – Ooooooooooaaagh.”

I looked down at her and she was silent, but lightly sobbing, laid there all naked and sweating with tears rolling down her cheeks, my balls still slowly emptying in to her, “Smile Erin, you were a great fuck.” I said with a smile.

Then I returned, I was sitting back in my chair at home, the TV was still on and the show was still playing on the TV, though nothing had changed on it.

I reached up and felt my neck, there were teeth marks on it from where Erin had bitten me, and my cock was wet like I’d just had sex, the reality I went too had now disappeared, erased from wherever it existed, and now I was back in my true reality, the only one with any memory of what happened.

I smiled and laughed in my chair, knowing now that I could truly do anything I wanted, be anyone I wanted, and no one could stop me, no matter what I chose to do or who I chose to be.

Now it was time to think of where I was going next.

Which TV show or Movie would you like to travel too?