Strange Days Ch. 12-14

So, in theory, Sarah wouldn't mind if I wanted to mess around with another girl, or even have sex with them, but we hadn't talked about it either. Looking back to Violet's glittering eyes, taking note of her full mouth, nervously biting her lower lip – wow, she looked so cute like that – I knew then that Iwantedto consider what Violet was asking of me.

"Okay, Violet. I'll consider it," I told her. Violet smiled widely and practically pounced on me with a tight hug. "But I need to talk to Sarah, okay?" I said quickly. Violet leaned back, far enough this time that we were no longer touching, and she gave me a nod. "I don't know where we stand, and I don't want to hurt her."

Violet held up her hand. "Totally get it."

"Gosladams?" Mom asked out of nowhere, and I couldn't help but laugh.

All of us cheered loudly, and a little drunkenly. "Gosladams!"

So, with all of us in agreement, we got out of the pool, headed inside and slipped into comfortable pajamas in preparation of fully immersing ourselves in The Notebook, one of our favorite movies. Sarah and Paula and I came out of my room about the same time as Mom and Violet came out of my mother's room, and we followed them downstairs. I had a difficult time keeping my mouth from falling open. Violet was wearing one of my mother's black satin slips. It was short, barely hitting the tops of Violet's thighs, but was actually rather modest at the chest, showing only the barest hint of cleavage. Mom and Violet were the same height, but with Violet's huge tits, the slip rode higher than it would on my mother.

Paula had picked out one of my long satin gowns, a deep pinkish color, while Sarah had gone with the tried and true cotton robe with panties underneath, just like me. Mom was wearing her favorite cotton pajama pants and matching sleeveless pullover.

We were out of Sangria, so Violet and Sarah made us Texas Tea, the southern equivalent of the more popular Long Island variety, at least in this region. Sarah and Violet looked like they were wrapping up a private conversation as they joined us with a tray of drinks, and Sarah gave Violet a subtle nod of her head, as though sayinggo for it.

I had an idea of what that was about. Seemed that Violet beat me to the punch in regards to having a talk with Sarah.

With our drinks in hand, we settled in for the movie. Mom stretched out on the couch. Paula took the shorter loveseat, letting her long legs hang over the armrest. I got comfortable with the mountain of pillows on the floor, propping my back up against the couch; we'd gathered every last one we could find in the house while the drinks were being prepped. Sarah settled down beside me, propped up against the couch as well, whereas Violet stretched out on the floor opposite Sarah. She was lying on her side, head propped up in her hand.

We weren't twenty minutes into the movie when my mother's cell phone rang.

"Who would be calling at this hour?" she wondered aloud, getting up from the couch.

A glance at the clock showed it to be nearly eleven at night, so I silently agreed with her. Mom disappeared into the kitchen to answer her phone. She came back a minute later, heading upstairs at a fast pace.

"Girls, I have to go my sister's," she told us over her shoulder.

I hopped up to follow her. "What's wrong with Aunt Claire?"

Mom was naked in her room, picking her clothes from earlier in the day out of the laundry hamper. She was jerking her jeans up her legs.

"Mom, you forgot something."

She stopped with her jeans halfway up her thighs and looked at me, then down at herself.

"Oh my...right, panties," she nodded, tearing off her jeans and getting underwear from her dresser.

"Is Aunt Claire okay?" I asked nervously. Mom was obviously riled up about something. I knew my Aunt's marriage was on rocky ground these days.

"She and Bill had a fight," Mom told me, hastily getting dressed and searching for her car keys. "He said he was going to stay with his brother for a while and stormed out. Claire's a wreck. Dammit! Where are my keys?"

I found them on the floor and handed them to her.

"Thank you, baby," she kissed my cheek and took my hand, dragging me behind her downstairs. "I'm sorry, honey, but..."

"Mom, it's okay," I squeezed her hand.

She stopped at the front door and looked over my shoulder towards the living room, then at me. "Okay, but don't let them leave, alright? All of you have been drinking, and I couldn't bare anything happening to any of you."

"We aren't going anywhere," I assured her. "But Mom, I should point out that you've been drinking too."

"Crangrape juice," she shook her head, opening the door and stepping out.

My mouth fell open in mock surprise. "You big faker!"

She laughed and blew me a kiss from beside her car. "Love you, baby."

Chapter 14

After my mother left, I went back inside and locked up, then rejoined the others. The movie was on pause.

"Everything okay?" Sarah asked, meeting me halfway and taking my hand. Violet was sitting up against the couch now, and Paula was half up as well, both of them looking ready to go, if need be.

I nodded. "Yeah, I guess so. Aunt Claire and Uncle Bill had a big fight. He took off."

"Good for her," Sarah huffed.

I chuckled.

"Take it you don't like ol' Uncle Bill?" Violet grinned.

"Hell no," Sarah shook her head and shivered, heading into the kitchen with her empty glass.

Violet raised her eyebrows, and Paula asked, "Why?"

I answered for Sarah. "New Year's party last year," I explained, plopping back down in my spot on the floor. "Bill got wasted and caught Sarah coming out of the bathroom, with everyone else still outside by the pool."

"What did he do?" Violet asked as Sarah came back from the kitchen with a refilled Texas Tea.

"Bastard hit on me," she snorted, taking a big gulp of her drink. "Asked if I'd ever been with areal man."

Violet laughed, but Paula was shocked. "He did not!"

"Oh yes, he did," Sarah nodded. "Funny thing is, Amy here's five times the man he'll ever be."

The others laughed, but I cringed. It took me a moment to realize Sarah wasn't referring to my Goddess-given penis. Or was she?

Paula started the movie back up, but we couldn't really get into it. We were feeling far to giddy for such a sentimental chick flick.

"I'm bored," Sarah huffed.

"Ditto," Violet agreed and pushed up on her elbows, swaying her hips on the floor. "Let's play a game."

"What should we play?" Paula asked, sitting up too.

"Well, without any guys, spin the bottle is out," Sarah shrugged, then she smiled coyly at us. "Or is it?"

"I've got something in mind, and it's always fun, even with just girls playing," Violet grinned. We waited for her to continue. She cocked an eyebrow in challenge. "Truth or Dare?"

"Actually, that sounds great, but we need more people for that," Sarah said.

Violet looked around and nodded. "Yeah, you're right," she agreed, but then she perked up. "Oh, we could call Jackie and Brenda."

We went to school with both of them. I liked them well enough.

"Kind of late to get them over here," Paula pointed out.

"Yeah," Violet sighed.

I patted my legs. "Okay, let's make a plan." They looked at me. "Before we all go off to college, let's get together for a big girl's night. I'll see if Mom can stay with Aunt Claire or a friend, and we can run a truly epic game of Truth or Dare."

"Done!" Violet punched her fist in the air.

Sarah and Paula hooted their agreement.

"But in the meantime?" Sarah asked.

I smiled. "Grosse Point Blank?"

Everyone agreed on the movie, so we settled in to watch it. Once again, I sat at the foot of the couch, my back up against it. Sarah lay on my right, her cheek resting on my shoulder, and Violet lay on my left, her head on my stomach. Paula was stretched out on the couch behind us. A little ways into the movie, Sarah caught my eye. She glanced down at Violet. I followed her gaze and looked at the buxom red-haired girl too. She looked adorable there, right arm under me, around my waist, hugging the lower half of my body. I smiled at Sarah, nodding, as though to sayyeah, totally cute.

Laying my hand on Violet's head, I combed my fingers through her hair. It was incredibly soft, silky. She gave a soft and happy coo, and her arm tightened around me. Sarah snuggled closer to me.

Paula shifted on the couch. "Aw, you guys look adorable."

Violet snorted and hugged herself tighter around me. Her fingers began stroking my right hip, then down to my butt. Her breath was warm against my groin. Her big soft breasts were nestled against my leg, and I could feel the warmth between her legs on my ankle.

"I feel so left out," Paula said, and when I craned my neck to look up at her, she was pouting playfully.

Giggling, I raised my arm above my head, welcoming her closer. Paula smiled and scooted down the couch, then slid closer to the edge so that my head could recline into her chest. Good Lord, she was warm. Paula was built a lot like me, her body tight and lean, breasts modest, but her warmth really did amaze me. She must run hot, like I do.

"I love how awkward he is in this part," Sarah chuckled as John Cusack visited Mini Driver at the radio station.

Violet mumbled in agreement and shifted on the floor, her left hand smoothing up my leg to lay her head on it, deliberately passing over the side of my groin along the way. I had to fight not to squirm under her gentle touch. Her pinky finger began stroking back and forth over the top of my mound. It felt really good.

Things tightened low in my body. I exerted my will,stay inside, stay inside.Thankfully, my cock obeyed. I was thus far victorious in maintaining my secret from Violet and Paula, but my belly tightened further with every passing moment.

Paula shifted again. She sniffed at my hair. "New shampoo, Amy?"

"No. Why?"

Sarah craned her neck to look at Paula.

"Something smells good," Paula said, tugging my hair aside so that she could smell my neck. "Body wash? Perfume?"

I shook my head.

"I noticed it too," Violet said, subtly shifting her hand beneath my pajama top, where the others couldn't see. Her fingers slid beneath the waistband of my bottoms, and the tips of her fingers smoothed over my mound. When she spoke again, I could tell she was smiling. "But I couldn't put my finger on it."

Sarah grinned knowingly. I guess the others were noticing something about me that Sarah had always known, and she was enjoying watching them discover it.

Paula moved so that her mouth was against my neck, just beneath my ear. She breathed in deep, then exhaled, making me shiver with delight. "You smell like soap and powder, but musky too."

"Like a guy," Violet added.

"Yeah," Paula said, taking another deep breath at my neck while her hand slid up the other side of my face, keeping me still so she could smell me. "Just like a guy. It's really nice." Paula took another breath and let it out, and at the same time, Violet's hand pushed further into my bottoms. Her fingertips were almost touching the top of my now damp cleft. The combined attention of the girls made me shiver again. Paula chuckled softly. "You like that, huh?"

"Her neck is really sensitive," Sarah told her.

"I can see that," Paula chuckled again, then to my surprise, she kissed my neck, her lips warm, soft, and wet. "Want to hear a secret, Amy?"

"Sure," I breathed.

She kissed me lower on my neck and said softly, "Violet showed me how to kiss last year."

Violet cooed in my lap, two of her fingers sliding down to find my swollen labia, just barely caressing. "Always happy to help the ladies learn."

"Yeah, you do," Paula sighed, her hand caressing my opposite cheek. Both girls touching me was driving me crazy. My stomach tightened painfully, the huge cock inside of me wanting to be free, but there was no way I was going to let it out. Paula breathed, "Wanna see?"

I should have said no. I should have said I'd take her word for it. I should have said or done anything to stay out of trouble, but what I said was, "Sure."

With that, Paula turned my head slowly, her mouth sliding against my jaw as she did so. Her lips found mine, and they were so soft, so warm. She kissed me. It was gentle, exploratory, but there was a firmness to the way she kissed that told me she'd wanted to do this for a while, a kind of quiet desperation. Her mouth fully closed over mine. Her lips were wet, like she'd licked them just before kissing me. It felt so good that my lips parted. Paula tested my parted lips with her tongue, and when I didn't close my mouth, she pushed it inside. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, licked my tongue, then withdrew so that she could close her lips with a soft smack.

"Mmm," I moaned softly.

Paula smiled briefly, then licked my lips again, once more pushing her tongue into my mouth, only to slip it out and close her lips again. It was incredibly arousing, the way she teased my mouth with her tongue, leaving me wanting more. My stomach tightened so hard and painfully that I grunted. Paula mistook it for raw arousal. She kissed me hard and deep, licking the roof of my mouth, hand firmly holding my face. Violet took that moment to slip two fingers down my cleft to explore my soaking wet folds. I felt the weight of her head against the dick in my body and thrust my hips. It was odd, humping my hidden cock against the side of her face, but gawd it felt good.

"Is this okay?" Paula asked softly.

Was it?

I loved the way her mouth felt on mine, the way her tongue licked mine when it would plunge deep between my lips. She kissed me again, tongue pushing deep in my mouth, until she practically licked the entrance of my throat. Was I the only girl on Earth with a normal tongue? Gawd, hers was long! I couldn't help but wonder how it would feel licking at my nether lips, plunging inside me. Would it be like Sarah's?

Yeah, it was okay, I decided, but if my dong chose to pop out against my will, it would definitelynotbe okay.

"Gawd, I love your mouth," Paula breathed before resuming our deep kiss.

I loved her mouth too, but more importantly, I wanted to feel it on my dick. I wanted to fuck the heavenly wet heat of her mouth until I poured my cum down her throat.

"I love the rest of her," Violet said, brazenly pushing my top up so that she could kiss low on my stomach.

Sarah leaned in to kiss behind my ear, opposite Paula. "I love every inch of her."

Paula curled her hand until her nails dug into my cheek. She kissed me hard, all tongue and teeth. Violet plunged two fingers inside of me, and I was so tight that it made me cry out into Paula's mouth. This wasn't like with Trevor at all. Violet's fingers felt positively massive inside of me, whereas Trevor had felt rather...well, he'd felt good, but this...this was a-fucking-mazing!

The rational, clinical part of my mind took over. I realized then that I hadn't had anything inside of me since I'd been blessed with a penis. It kind of made sense that I would be tighter now, since there was a huge dong up inside my body, and given its size, it would take up a lot of room. I wondered if sex with Trevor would feel even better now.

Hey, look at that. I still like guys. Heh-heh.

And with that thought process completed, sensation roared back in a wave of fire, Violet's probing fingers stroking my deep spot, her thumb rubbing my swollen clit, Sarah's mouth trailing kisses down my jaw and her hand cupping my breast, pinching my nipple, and Paula's tongue plunging deep in my mouth, claiming my lips with surprising ferocity. My stomach tightened so hard that it nearly curled me up into a ball, and I could feel my penis trying to push its way out of my body.

"Oh my gawd," I broke from Paula's kiss and laughed breathlessly, trying to hide the desperation welling within me. "I need to pee!"

Violet kissed my stomach and slid her fingers out of me, and everyone let me up. Unfortunately, bending over to stand up seemed to make the journey of my rising cock easier, as it began to push out of me. I ran for the stairs, dick sliding out of my sopping wet cunt. It felt massive, impossibly thick, the hard shaft rubbing against my clit as it came out. I stumbled half-way up the stairs, falling to my knees.

"Uhhnn!" I groaned, feeling on the verge of a deep vaginal climax, an odd situation since my cock was throbbing with the urge to spill my seed. It seemed my impending cum was focused on my cunt.

"You okay up there?" Violet called out, laughing.

"Yes!" I lurched to me feet, hobbled down the hallway to the bathroom.

My pajama bottoms tented obscenely in front of me, getting tighter by the second. A huge wet spot was spreading where the tip of my cock was pushed against the thin fabric. I slammed the bathroom door shut behind me and shoved my bottoms down my legs. My freed cock rebounded and slapped hard against me, the fat head thudding between my breasts.

Holy shit!

I gaped in awe at the monster between my legs. The throbbing rod was as thick as my wrist, the head wide and swollen. Clear goop oozed out of the big slit at the top, dribbling down my shaft along the thick angry veins pumping huge quantities of blood to keep me hard.

I ripped off my top and threw it to the floor. If the thickness of the monster wasn't intimidating enough, the length with positively fearsome. The huge pulsating head was literally pressed between my modest tits, leaking arousal all over my chest.

Shuffling to the toilet, I grabbed my hot shaft, tried to bend it down so that I could wack off into the commode, but it wouldn't budge. My cock was so hard it refused to bend away from me more than a few inches. In desperation, I flung the shower curtain wide and hobbled into the tub, knowing I was going to make an absolute mess when I came.

As I made to sit down in the tub, the slimy head of my dick punched me in the cheek, and before I knew what I was doing, I opened my mouth wide and sucked the huge head between my lips.

Oh. My. God.

I licked the drooling head of my cock and was instantly lost in the taste of my arousal, the texture of it on my tongue, the heady flavor. I remained standing and let saliva and precum ooze down my length, wrapped both hands around the angry swollen shaft, and pumped my hands up and down. My cock lurched powerfully. I closed my mouth over the end, bent my back and neck, and drove the pulsing hot head of my dick against the opening of my throat. I needed to come so bad, I would have done anything, and I did.

Jacking my length with one hand, I reached down and plunged two fingers into my throbbing cunt. My insides collapsed around the invading digit. I drove my mouth down the thick shaft, shoved the head of my cock just inside my throat. Hot cum roared up and into my throat, too much to swallow at once, and filling my mouth with a single surge. Thick cream gushed out from my tightly stretched lips, poured down my cock and groin, thoroughly coating me in cum as blast after blast of spunk rocketed into my mouth.

I cried out around the huge cock in my mouth, stroked my hand up my surging shaft, worked my fingers in and out of my climaxing hole. I came with both cock and cunt until it was too much. Collapsing on my back, my dick rocketed thick ropes of semen all over my face as I wrapped both arms around the heaving dong, trapping it against my chest and squeezing my modest breasts around the end of it. I pumped my hips, fucking my arms and chest, spilling so much cum over my face that I had no choice but to turn my head or drown in my own spunk.

As the intensity of my cum began to lessen, I drifted in a haze, lazily stroking my still spurting shaft with one hand and the swollen lips of my cunny with the other. Every second or so, my dick would give a long drawn out pulse, pouring a gush of thick white cream onto my chest, spilling over my breast and into the tub.