Strange Days Ch. 51-54

Oh. My. God.

With the end of me in her tight warm throat, Violet stroked my shaft with both hands, but only for a moment. Before I could regain my senses, she attacked. There was nothing prim or proper about what she was doing with her hands, lips, tongue, and throat. There was nothing lady-like about the wet slurps, soft gulping swallows, or guttural moans. Violet was fucking me with her face. Plain and simple.

My head fell back against the couch again, and I soon realized that I was thrusting my hips up to meet her mouth. With her on her knees between my legs the way she was, she couldn't get more than the fat head of my cock in her throat, but jeezus, that was more than enough. I gazed at her, marveled at how pretty she was, how sexy, how beautiful she looked fucking me with her mouth, throat and hands. I felt pressure building inside me, a tidal wave of cum boiling in my belly. I was primed to erupt at any moment.

"Gonna cum," I warned her with a gasp.

With a sharp gasp, she took me out of her mouth. Thick strands of saliva clung to my cock, connecting with her mouth. With a swipe of her tongue, Violet gathered up the thick gooey strands and swallowed them, smacking her lips and flashing me a catty grin.

"Not yet," she shook her head, and she pushed up straight onto her knees, shuffled even closer to me. Cupping her gloriously huge breasts in her hands, Violet leaned forward and swallowed my cock between them. "We haven't gotten to the good part."

Mashing her tits together, she caressed my hard cock with her soft and slippery titflesh. Her breasts were warmer around my shaft than I would have imagined, and I was high with arousal from the sight of them surrounding my throbbing length. My cock stood tall and proud, easily a full third of it sticking up out of her cleavage.

"Here we go, babe," Violet grinned.

Pressing her tits tighter around me, she stroked them up my cock until the end of me disappeared between them, then stroked back down.

"Oh my..." I gasped, enraptured by the first tit-fuck of my life. It was so erotic, so different from anything I'd done before, and I loved it.

She fucked me with her tits, so warm and soft, slow and steady. With a devious smile, Violet turned her face down, gazed at me through her eyelashes, and opened her mouth wide. The next time she fucked her tits down my cock, the end of me plunged past her lips and she gave me a sloppy wet suck.

"Oh, gawd, Violet," I groaned, head falling back and lolling to the side.

Her beautiful tits flew up and down my raging erection, her mouth suck and slurped. I felt my cock give a long swelling pulse and precum gushed out of me. Violet closed her eyes and moaned happily, as though the taste of my cum was a delicacy, and maybe it was for her. I was so close, right on the edge of losing it, losing myself to the feel of her hot wet mouth, soft flicking tongue, warm slippery breasts.

Leaning over, she mashed her chest hard against my throbbing length. The extra pressure against her sternum was too much. I slapped my hands down on the couch beside me and shoved my hips up, and the damn broke inside me.

Hot cum roared up my shaft, exploded out of the end of me. Violet gave a sharp moan of surprise, and to my own amazement, thick white cream blew out of the tight seal of her lips around my cock, splattering both of our chests with a gooey mess. I came so hard that she had to jerk her mouth off me, and a torrent of cum fell from her open mouth before she closed it to swallow. My cock pulsed and an obscenely thick rope of cum shot up into the air, falling back down onto her hands and arms.

"Gawd, yes, baby," Violet groaned.

Her heavy tits flew up and down every inch of my erupting tool. Cum blew out of me in thick ropes, one after another, spraying onto her chin and neck with such force that it splattered back onto me.

"So much fucking cum," she cooed, voice low, husky, a cross between a purr and a growl.

"Oh my gawd," I whimpered, head lolling back and forth against the couch.

"So fucking hot," Violet said, and she leaned back, sucked the spurting end of me into her mouth, and fucked my cock with her hands.

My climax peaked, filling her mouth with my cream. Her mouth left me then and I felt the stroking of her hands become irregular as she moved, but I couldn't manage to open my eyes to see what she was doing.

"I love your cum," Violet purred, and I felt her weight settle onto the couch, the insides of her thighs surrounding mine, pushing my legs back together. "I love your cock," she told me, then she gave me a deep kiss, her lips, tongue and mouth coated in my cream, leaving me breathless.

Her hand held my pulsing length, and the tip of me was suddenly seared by the soft kiss of her hot folds. My eyes flew open, found her gazing at me, so much heat there, so much lust, and something else that I'd never noticed before, making me wonder how I'd been so blind. If I had any doubts about what she'd told me today, about how she felt about me, Violet gave voice to her feelings at that moment.

"And I loveyou,Amy Carter."

Tears welled up in my eyes. She was so dear to me, so precious, such an incredible friend, and more, but before I could tell her any of that, she dropped her hips. Her hot cunt swallowed the fat head of me, collapsed around my hard shaft, took every last inch of me up inside her and she cried out at the feel of me. She lifted her hips, pulled her sucking heat up the length of me, until I almost fell out of her, then fucked back down. If I hadn't just climaxed, I would have right then, she felt so amazing.

"I love how honest you are," she moaned, almost whimpered, pressing her cheek to mine, holding onto the back of the couch with both hands. Her heavenly pussy slid up and length and plunged back down.

"I love that you're sweet," she cooed, and she rode me up and down with each word that followed. "Caring, genuine, so damn real."

She rode me harder, faster, the end of me nudging the end of her with every plunge of her hips.

"I love that you accept me," she told me, and her lovely ass was slapping against my thighs now. "I love that you gave me a chance."

One of her hands slipped around my neck and she swallowed my face up with her tits. She was so tight, so wet, her pussy literally slurping up and down my aching cock, sucking, clenching, pulling me inside her. Reaching around her, I grabbed the top of her ass and crashed her body down against me over and over, turned my head to suckle on one of her incredible breasts. Violet held me tight, fucked me so hard and fast it rocked the couch.

"I love you, Amy, so much more than you know," she whimpered, held me so lovingly.

"Violet," I gasped, feeling my thick length throb, swell, jerk inside her.

"I love that you're happy, want you to be happy forever, content, whole," she breathed, moving so that she could hold my cheek against hers.

"Violet," I choked out, wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her bodily down against me.

"But right now," she said huskily, pulling my head back to speak against my mouth. "What I want more than anything," she gasped, riding my cock wildly, and she kissed me, quick but hard. "Is for you to fill me the fuck up."

"Gawd!"

Something snapped inside me, the part of me that didn't just want to please her. It was the part of me that wanted to please the ever loving hell out of her. I crushed her down against me, felt my cock not just swell, but balloon inside her, longer, thicker, harder, more. Violet let loose an open-mouthed guttural scream. Her cunt flooded me with wet heat, then I flooded her.

It felt like something in my belly collapsed in on itself, so much hot cum rushing up the core of me, blasting into her with such intensity that she filled to overflowing in an instant. Thick warm cream poured down my groin in a scalding wave, pooling under my ass, but I was so lost in the feel of Violet, her soft warm body, her slippery tits, her so fucking tight cunt, that I just didn't care. I just held her tight, a hand on the small of her back and the other on the back of her neck, pumping cum deep inside her with a cock that was probably just a little too big for her.

Her arms tightened around my neck and her body shook. I smoothed my hands up her back and down her ass, over her thighs, up her sides and down her arms. I caressed every inch of her I could reach with my weakened arms, not realizing until then how very much I'd missed her. Her shaking went on, and it took me a little while to realize she was crying.

"Violet?" I asked gently, smoothing my hands up her chest to cup her face and make her look at me.

She blinked at me, tears streaking down her cheeks, eyes red from crying, but even still, she was so damned lovely. I've said before that some women are pretty when they cry, and some aren't. Violet is beautiful.

She swallowed, her gaze grew intense, and with a tone broken from crying, but leaving no room for argument, she told me, "Don't you ever get hurt like this again."

Tears fell down her face, and I was so stunned by the display of emotion that I wasn't sure what to say other than stammer, "O-okay."

"Promise," she shook my shoulders.

"I promise," I agreed quickly. She seemed on the verge of losing it, and I mean Glenn-Close-in-Fatal-Attraction losing it.

"Good," she choked out, swallowing hard, then she hugged me, pressing her body against mine. "Now hold me, you crazy bitch."

I couldn't help it. I laughed, and I cried, and I held my dear friend.