Strange Days Ch. 22-26

Funny thing was that I wasn't jealous now. Maybe it was because there was so much sex to go around for me these days.

"Hey big brother!" Tabitha squealed and jumped into his arms, hugging him fiercely.

Trevor laughed and spun her around a couple times.

Okay.NowI was jealous.

She was a year younger than Trevor, but a year ahead in school, so she graduated with us. They were so different, with her dark hair and pale skin, while his was blonde and golden, respectively. But they were close siblings, closer than most brothers and sisters I'd met, more like really good friends.

"Hi, Amy," Tabitha smiled at me when Trevor set her down.

It was a familiar and knowing smile. She laid her hand on Trevor's chest, and he blushed when his eyes met mine. How much had Trevor told her about us?

"How are you, Tabby?" I offered my hand.

Tabitha snorted, grabbed my hand, and jerked me into a squealing hug. She already knew Sarah, so after their brief exchange of pleasantries, I introduced her to Paula and Violet. Taking our seats at the table, Sarah sat to one side of me, and Trevor to the chair on my other side.

As we ate and chatted away, Sarah's hand settled high on my thigh, while Trevor's arm slid around my waist. I felt his hand touch her elbow at my hip. They leaned forward a little to look at each other. I glanced between them nervously, but then they broke eye contact, both of them grinning. I noticed Tabitha staring at the three of us.

"So, Amy," she said, leaning forward and putting her elbow on the table and chin in her hand. "Trevor said you found an apartment?"

I opened my mouth to reply, but Violet gushed, going on and on about how awesome it was.

"Wow, she's more excited than we are," I said quietly.

Sarah smiled and whispered in my ear. "That because she'll get to fuck you as often as she wants."

Trevor took a sharp breath, and both mine and Sarah's eyes flew wide open. Slowly, I turned my head to look at him.

Trevor raised an eyebrow. "Wow. You must be good."

Sarah burst out laughing, making me jump, and Trevor smiled at her.

"Good at what?" Tabitha asked.

Trevor came to the rescue. "Oh, uh, her photography."

"Oh, that's right," Tabitha leaned forward again. "You're talented with a camera."

I patted Trevor's leg. Nice save, baby.

"Actually, I need some new headshots and stuff," Tabitha said. "Would you be interested?"

I took a deep breath to tell her I didn't think that was such a good idea, that she should have a professional do it, but Sarah interrupted.

"She'd love to," she grinned at me, then gushed at Tabitha. "Oh, the apartment will be great for this. Edgy backdrop, I think."

Sarah and Violet told her about the brick walls, dark wood floors, black ceilings and the two walls of huge windows. Now that I thought about it, they were right. It was a good place to shoot. Maybe I should set aside part of the apartment for my studio.

"That's a great idea!" Tabitha beamed, then asked me, "What do you think, Amy?"

Needing fresh work for my portfolio, if I wanted even a slim chance of getting a job out here, I nodded. "Sure."

"Great!" she gushed, then frowned. "Oh, but you guys are going back home in the morning, aren't you? And you won't be back until the semester starts?"

I shared a look with Sarah and Violet, "Well, that was the plan, but..."

They nodded, and Sarah said, "Yeah, there's too much work to do on the apartment, so I think we're going to come back as soon as we get everything packed up."

"Monday? Tuesday?" Violet suggested.

"Probably Tuesday, yeah," I agreed, and so did Sarah.

Tabitha leaned back in her chair. "Okay, great. Call me when you get back and I'll help you settle in."

"Sounds good."

Paula gave me a pleading look, tapping at her watch. Oh, the party!

"Crap," I looked at Sarah. "The party."

Sarah sighed. "Right."

"Oh, come on," Paula pleaded, I think worried that we were going to bail on her. "It'll be fun."

"What party?" Tabitha asked.

"Delta Pi Epsilon," Trevor grunted.

Tabitha screwed up her face. "Todd Redding?"

"Yep," he nodded, making a popping sound at the end.

"You wanna go?" Violet asked.

Tabitha held up her hand and laughed. "Uh, no thanks. Todd's a creep."

"We have to get Tabby settled in anyway," Trevor said.

On our way out, Tabitha left to get her car, and Trevor walked us back to the RV. He held me back until the others went inside.

"I really don't like you girls going alone," he told me quietly.

He was so worried about us. It was really sweet. I kissed him and gave him a hug.

"We'll be watching out for each other. Don't worry."

He held me, took a deep breath with his nose buried in my hair. His arms tightened around me, and I felt a bulge growing in his pants, pressed against my belly.

"I'm gonna go crazy without you," he said softly.

"Jerk off and you'll be fine," I teased.

Trevor leaned away and rolled his eyes. "Sonot the same."

I laughed and gave him another kiss.

"Hey, Tabby can be a bit of a diva at time," Trevor warned me. "Don't let her walk all over you during your shoot."

"I won't."

He turned away, stopped, and looked at me again. "Anddon'tbelieve a word she says about me, unless it's something good, then you can believe it."

I laughed and kissed him again. We made a promise to stay in touch. When he was gone, I joined the girls in the RV. We had a party to attend.

Chapter 26

The Delta Pi Epsilon frat house looked like every other frat house I'd seen in movies, only nicer. It was a big old home, converted to house a lot of fraternity brothers. In the movies, most frat houses have a rundown look to them, like walls that need a fresh coat of paint, floors that need refinishing, and on and on. This one was actually in pretty good shape. Some of the walls still had old wallpaper on them, but it was fairly neutral stuff, vertical stripes with three shades of beige. The hardwood floors gleamed. Every bit of wood was darkly stained and polished to a bright shine, like your fingers would come away goopy with oil if you touched anything. The most modern things in the place were the huge flat panel televisions in the lounge and living room.

Finding the beer was a pretty easy affair. I mean, seriously, how can you miss fourteen shiny kegs stacked up in a kitchen? Sarah passed on drinking, since she was driving, and I passed because I didn't want her to be the only sober person here. Violet went right for the beer, but not without complaint. Turns out she's a cocktail girl.

Keeping an eye on Paula turned out to be a challenge. She disappeared in the crowded living room when I blinked.

Muttering a curse, I wormed my way through the crowd with Sarah in tow.

Sarah bounced up on her toes a couple of times, then pointed over the crowd. "There she is."

After bouncing up myself, I saw her raven black hair and made my way over. She was standing next to a rather tall guy in his early twenties. His hair was dirty blonde and pretty shaggy. His clothes looked old and worn, but he made it look trendy, as opposed to grunge. His eyes were bright blue and he was in really good shape. Though his tee shirt looked like it would fall apart any second, he filled it out nicely. All in all, he was handsome. The moment he smiled, I realized who he was.

"Hey, guys!" Paula chirped, turning to face us. "This is Todd."

Todd draped his arm around Paula's shoulders, letting his hand hang down over her chest. I frowned, knowing what he was up to. If anyone bumped into the back of him, he could get a quick grope in on Paula's chest and feign innocence. Paula was blessed with big boobs, but the light sundress she was wearing did accentuate her lean figure. She looked good, actually.

"Hey, I remember you," Todd said to me, snapping the fingers of his other hand. "Amy, right?"

I nodded. "That's right."

Todd smiled again and offered his hand. "Welcome to Delta Pi Epsilon."

I shook his hand. As he let it fall to his side, someone bumped into him from behind. Todd promptly clamped his hand over Paula's right breast to keep his balance. She yelped and he straightened up, releasing her breast to hold her shoulders.

"Oh, man. Sorry about that," he told her, convincingly apologetic. "Totally didn't mean for that to happen."

Paula laughed and brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Oh, no problem."

"Yeah, accidents happen, right?" I said, looking at Todd.

Sarah put her hand on my back, as though to say 'down girl'. Todd didn't exactly scowl at me, but it wasn't a friendly look.

"Paula!" someone squealed behind us.

A bubbly blonde pushed her way through the crowd, followed by three more similarly bouncy blondes. I guessed these were the Alpha Sigma Zeta's that Todd had put in a good word with for Paula.

Todd leaned down to Paula and said quietly, "Good luck."

And just like that, Paula was dragged off with the girls.

"I'll take first watch," Sarah whispered in my ear.

She took off into the crowd, and when I turned back, Todd had moved closer to me, and he had a beer in his hand now. He looked me up and down, then sneered. "You her guard dog?"

"Pissed on her shoes and everything," I told him.

Todd took a swig of his beer. He looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, like he was trying to decide if he should see what more I was made. He surprised me a genuine smile. "I like you."

I made to move past him and patted his chest. "Well, that makes two of us, because I think I'm fucking fantastic."

He laughed loudly behind me.

I meandered about for a few minutes, politely declining drinks and offers to dance from boys of various ages. I was surprised by how many guys were flirting with me. At first, I blushed at their advances, but by the seventh guy in as many minutes, I was feeling pretty good about myself. I might have even been strutting a little.

Might.

I managed to meet a few nice people over the next hour. The nicest one was Phillip Wilkins, kind of a nerdy looking guy, but nice to talk to, and he was either gay or I was the exact opposite of his type. I'd approached him when I saw him taking pictures with a rather nice Canon camera, one of the latest digital SLR models. Phillip had no interest in joining the fraternity, but a couple of his friends were there, and the frat brothers wanted someone to take pictures of the party. I gushed over the specs of his camera for about twenty minutes before Violet found me.

"There you are!" she slipped up beside me and put her arm around my waist, a full cup of beer in hand. "Wanna dance?"

I shook my head at her, smiling. "Violet, this is Phillip," I gestured at him. "He's a photographer too."

"Cool," she grinned at him after looking him over and pulled me tight against her. "You take pictures of naked girls making out?"

Phillip blinked. "I don't-huh?"

"Naked girls. Making out. You shoot 'em?" she repeated.

I gave her a questioning look.

Phillip smiled nervously. "No, but I guess there's a first for everything, right?"

"That's the spirit!" Violet punched her fist in the air, then said to me. "Let's go upstairs and burn up his camera."

"Violet!" I laughed.

Phillip was grinning ear to ear.

"Sorry, she's had too much to drink," I told him.

Violet bumped my hip with hers. "This is, like, my second beer!"

"Like I said," I drolled.

"Whatever," Violet huffed, then glanced at Phillip. "Amy is setting up a studio in our apartment next week."

"Really?" he asked. I nodded. "You need a hand with anything? I set up my own studio back home."

He seemed nice enough, so I shrugged. "Sure."

After a few minutes getting to know each other, an ebony skinned girl with short hair came up to us. She was really quite pretty, with big brown eyes and a nice figure. She reminded me of a smaller version of Halle Berry. She slipped her arm around Phillip's waist and tucked herself against his side possessively.

"Whatcha doin', Phil?" she asked, but she was looking at us.

Phillip introduced us. "Mona, this is Amy and..."

"Violet," she finished for him, extending her hand to Mona.

Mona shook Violet's hand and held it, looking her up and down, then said, "He's taken."

"That's okay. Not interested," Violet smiled, giving me a squeeze, then said to Phillip. "No offense."

Phillip grinned. "None taken."

Mona looked Violet up and down again. "So, what, girls more your thing?"

Violet smiled ear to ear. "Only if they're cocked like a bull."

"Oh my God," I muttered and looked away to hide the one-trillion degree blush that exploded across my face.

Mona laughed and patted Phillip's side. "I like this one."

The four of us hit it off pretty well. Mona and Phillip were both from Dallas, Texas. They met in high school and had been friends ever since, though Mona's exact words werebuddies with benefits.They were definitely comfortable with each other, so much so that if I hadn't known any better, I'd have assumed they were a couple.

Violet eventually dragged me out on the dance floor, and she couldn't help but tease me while she was at it, rubbing her groin against mine, kissing and nibbling my neck and ears, running her hands over my ass and up my back.

I was wearing one of my comfortable summer dresses, a simple breezy affair that tied at the back of my neck and was open a little more than half way down my back. Violet, on the other hand, was wearing a tank top that looked less than capable of containing her ample bosom, and the shortest pair of cutoff denim jeans I'd ever seen.

By the second song, Violet was all over me, and she kissed me right there in front of everyone.

"Violet, give me a break," I gasped into her mouth.

"Do you care?" she asked, lips fluttering against mine.

"What?"

She smoothed her hand down my back to cup my ass. "Do you care what anyone thinks?"

I opened my mouth, but wasn't sure what I was going to say. Did I care? She slipped her hand around my side and up to my breast, pinching my hard nipple through my dress. That pretty much made my decision.

"No," I sighed.

Violet leaned back and took both of my hands. "Then come with me."

I felt eyes on us. A lot of eyes. I could have cared less. Nothing existed except for Violet, her gaze full of raw sex. We made our way upstairs and Violet started opening doors, and closing them when they occupied. At one door, she glanced inside and dragged me in, slamming the door shut behind us.

"Oh!" she yelped, I was on her so fast.

I attacked her neck with my mouth and immediately worked her shorts and underwear down her legs. My cock slid out of my body and tented my dress between us.

"So eager," Violet chuckled, pulling up my dress and bunching it into one hand, then grabbing my hard length with the other.

I slid my fingers between her legs, and she was so wet and hot it took my breath away. Violet took hold of my hand and raised it to her mouth, licking and sucking her fluids from my fingers.

"You wanna put your cock in there?" she asked, walking us backwards to the bed.

I pushed her down on the bed, making her yelp with surprise. Before she'd even stopped bouncing, I grabbed her legs and put them on my shoulders, then dragged her ass to the edge of the bed. Violet hiked up my dress, grabbed my cock, and fit me at her opening.

"Fuck me, Amy," she hissed.

I lowered my hips and my throbbing dick sunk into her wet heat.

"Oh my gawd," I sighed at the delightful feel of her wrapping around me, so hot and wet.

"Hurry, baby," she wrapped her arms around my neck. "I need a good cum, okay?"

I nodded and drew out of her, then pushed back in, further this time.

"Fuck, you're big," she groaned.

I pulled her ass right over the edge of the bed so that I could lean further over her and fuck my cock almost straight down into her gripping cunt.

"Ohgawd!" Violet screamed as my hard length filled her completely. Her fingernails dug into the back of my neck and she bowed her spine. "Fuck, yes. Right there. Fuck me right there."

My hips became a blur, my cock slashing in and out of her. Her body would resist me every time I drew out of her, then it would suck me back in. My pelvis pounded against the back of her thighs as I fucked her furiously. That tight feeling in my belly grew, an overly coiled spring, on the brink of release. Violet bowed her spine up to me again, her forehead against mine.

"Ohgawd, ohgawd, ohgawdyes..." she gushed, breath warm on my face. My cock swelled inside her and her mouth fell open. "You're gonna come."

"Uh-huh," I panted, fucking her hard and deep.

"Go," she gasped. "Come inside me."

I gave her tight cunt two more powerful thrusts, then I rammed home, cramming every inch of me inside her. Thick cum blew out of me, gushed into Violet. Tossing her head back and bowing her spine away from me, Violet screamed her release. Her hot cunt squeezed on my spurting length, milking the cream right out of me. I let her legs fall from my shoulders and slide down my arms, then I collapsed on top of her.

Violet slid her hand through my hair, held my head to her huge warm breasts. "Shit, that was good."

"Uh-huh," I nodded against her chest. Articulate as always, that's me. Hey, I was basking in some serious afterglow. Can you blame me?

"Okay, back to the party," she patted my back.

I pushed up onto my arms and cocked an eyebrow at her. "Just a wham-bam, is that it?" I was teasing her, yeah, but some small part of me like cuddling after sex, a lot. I got that with Sarah, but for Violet, sex was totally casual, at least with me, anyway.

Violet laughed. "Are you kidding?" She took my face in her hands and drew me down for a gentle kiss, whispered against my mouth. "I'd fuck you again if we had time, but we need to go relieve Sarah."

"Oh, right," I blushed.

When our clothes were back in place, we found a bathroom and cleaned up, then made our way downstairs. We found Sarah after a few minutes. She was on the back patio with Paula, the bubbly wonder girls, and Johnny Redding. Johnny gave us one of those chin-lift nods that some guys are so fond of. Sarah kissed me on the cheek and went inside, and Violet and I got comfortable.

For about half an hour, the sorority girls made a hard sell for Paula, pitching the sisterhood as some kind of glamorous lifestyle, where she would be respected by her peers and revered by everyone else. I had to choke down a laugh at that last part. It was difficult for me to imagine revering anyone so amazingly vapid. Those sorority sisters could talk endlessly, but if you actually paid attention to what they were saying, they weren't actually saying anything at all. It was nothing more than a continuous stream ofright, like, stellar, for sureand my personal favorite,totallybeast.

What surprised me? Johnny. He was quiet, for the most part, but he was polite to Paula, helping her out when she got nervous, and he wasn't groping her at all, not like his asshole of a brother. He sat beside her, arm around her waist, a gentleman.

"Amy?" someone said my name, drawing me out of my thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what?" I looked around.

Paula was giving me a look that begged me not to screw this up. Violet was just grinning at me.

The blonde that dragged Paula away from us earlier, apparently the leader of the gushing bunch of gals, looked at me. "I was saying that maybe we needed to consider three more candidates for the sisterhood."

"Oh," my eyes flew open. "Well, thank you for the offer..." I trailed off, unable to recall her name, most because I didn't care.

She smiled and, I shit you not, said, "Candy."

"Thank you, Candy," I replied, trying not to laugh. Candy? Not even with an 'I'?Seriously?"But it's not my thing."

"What about you, Violet?" Candy asked.