Strange Days Ch. 27-32

Hearing the camera clicking, Sarah gave me a blushing smile, tucking her hair behind her ear nervously. "What are you doing? I look terrible."

"No, you don't," I shook my head, smiling as I neared her. I raised my hand and tucked another strand of hair behind her ear, then cupped her cheek. "You look beautiful."

Smiling widely, Sarah closed her eyes and set her forehead against mine. "You're just trying to get laid," she whispered.

My reply was just as quiet. "Always."

She giggled, looked at me, then she kissed me. It was short and sweet, but so familiar, so natural. We shared a look, realizing the apartment had gone very quiet. Both of us glanced over and saw Violet, Tabitha and Phillip watching us. Phillip's mouth was hanging open, Tabitha was blinking wide eyes at us, and Violet was smiling sweetly.

"That was so fucking hot," Phillip blurted out.

Violet laughed out loud.

Tabitha's mouth worked silently for a moment. She gave up, came over to Sarah and me, and tried again, looking at me. "But you...you're with Trevor," she glanced at Sarah. "But she..." she glanced at me again. "You and Sarah..."

"It's okay," I chuckled, putting my hand on Tabitha's shoulder. "Trevor knows."

"Whoa!" Phillip threw his hands up. "You have a boyfriend?"

I nodded.

"And he knows about you two?" He asked, wide-eyed, gesturing at me and Sarah.

I nodded again, biting my lower lip.

Phillip shook his head. "That lucky son of a..."

Sarah laughed and stepped away. "It's not like he gets to join, Phillip."

Phillip frowned. "Oh. Well, poor guy, I guess."

I laughed then.

Making my way over to the little desk that served as my workstation, I booted up my laptop and turned on my small inkjet printer. When they were ready to go, I loaded up the pictures I'd just taken of Sarah, converting them to black and white shots and printing my favorite of the four. Violet came over when she heard the printer start working on the photo.

"Oh, Amy," she said wistfully the moment the photo hit the tray, picking it up. "This is beautiful."

I stood up beside her to look at it. I'd only printed it on five-by-seven paper, since I was out of eight-by-ten, but it did look really good. The way I'd lined up the shot, you couldn't see anything through the windows other than a diffused glow. I hadn't noticed it at the time, but one corner of Sarah's mouth was turned ever so slightly up in a smile. She really did look angelic, but I couldn't help but wonder what she'd been thinking about as she gazed out the window.

"Wow," Tabitha said after joining us, standing on the other side of Violet. "That really is beautiful." She glanced at me and smiled. "I can't wait to see what you do with me."

"Well, what did you have in mind?" I asked.

Tabitha and I launched into some ideas for a photo shoot. She wanted something classic; fine ballroom dresses, something to show off her long neck and feminine shoulders, her hair done up in a bun with chopsticks, and simple jewelry. Using my laptop, she clicked around a few websites for the photographers that she'd worked with before, showing me what they had done so far. It was the usual stuff, a mixture of headshots, mostly in studios, but there were a few outdoor shots of her in various clothes, everything from swimsuits by a lake, to jeans, flannel shirt and winter coat in the snow. After surfing the web for a while, I had a good idea of what she wanted.

We planned on the week after next, assuming we weren't all going crazy getting settled into our classes and swamped with assignments. That, and our shoot would be just two days before Phillip threw her a birthday party. Time kind of flew by, apparently, because the next thing we knew, Sarah was calling us over for dinner. We'd completely missed Phillip and Violet leaving to hit the corner store for fresh bread while Sarah made soup. Sure, it was just Bear Creek soup in a bag, but their minestrone was to die for.

After everyone left for the evening, Sarah went off to bed, Violet took a shower, and I stayed up to browse through my photos to update my portfolio. It was paramount that I get a job, and soon. Can't pay rent on dreams and wishes.

Losing track of time, I was startled when Violet came up behind me and put her hands on my shoulders. The scent of her freshly washed skin and shampooed hair surrounded me as she leaned over me and whispered.

"Coming to bed?"

I really was quite tired, so I nodded and shut down my laptop. "Yeah, I think so."

Violet moved back to let me up, but she caught my hand before I could walk towards my bed. That's when I realized she was completely naked. The only light in the apartment was the glow of streetlights through the windows. The muted light highlighted her every curve, making her look surreal, too sensual to be anything but a dream. My gaze was drawn to her ample bosom, particularly her big swollen nipples.

Taking both of my hands in hers, Violet walked backwards towards her bed, dragging me along. We hadn't made it halfway to the bed when I felt my girlcock slide out of my body, tenting my shorts obscenely. Nearing Violet's bed, she held the back of my neck and drew me in for a slow but deep kiss. Her other hand slid down my stomach and into my shorts, wrapping around my hard length.

"I've been thinking about this all day," she whispered against my mouth.

I let my hands roam about her naked body, filling them with her lush behind. Violet's hand was soon slippery with my arousal, making soft wet sounds as she stroked my aching cock.

"I think you need this as much as I do," she chuckled softly, releasing my dick to push my shorts down.

I stepped out of my shorts as she pulled off my tee shirt. She sat on the foot of the bed, but when I started to lean over to kiss her, she put her hand on my chest and pushed to keep me upright.

"Stay right there," she whispered.

Holding my hips, Violet leaned forward and licked up the length of my hard cock. Her tongue was so soft and warm I gasped, my dick throbbing against my stomach. Releasing my hips, she touched my shaft with just her fingertips, guiding me away from my stomach. As her tongue licked over the end of me, she took me into her mouth. Her hands wrapped around my thick shaft as her tongue swirled over my swollen tip. She slurped on the end of me, stroked her hands back and forth across my length, which was now pointing straight out from my body like a huge fleshy spear.

I was breathing hard and fast, trying to be quiet, so as not to wake Sarah, but the sight of Violet sucking on my cock was so fucking arousing. I was always bigger with her, thicker, and her mouth was stretched wide open to take me inside. I dug my fingers into her damp hair and held her steady, so that I could pump my cock in and out of her mouth, the drooling end of me sliding back and forth over her warm wet tongue. My belly tightened and my dick throbbed. I hadn't realized how pent up I was, and I knew if I didn't slow down I would come quickly, so I relaxed my hold on Violet's head and let her take over. Her warm wet mouth felt incredible, and I was getting closer to a climax.

"Violet," I hissed in warning.

With a soft pop, she took me out of her mouth. "I love the way you taste."

I gazed down at her as she licked up a huge drop of glittering arousal from my tip, drawing her tongue into her mouth to swallow. Stroking me with one hand, she slid the other down the underside of my cock. Her fingers found my wet folds and teased me open. A shudder ripped through me and I almost came when the tips of two of her fingers probed at my opening.

"But you know what I like more?" she grinned at me.

I gazed down at her and shook my head.

Violet took her hands away from me, scooted back on the bed, and lay back. Spreading her legs, she smoothed her hands down her stomach and to her inner thighs, running her fingertips up her puffy glistening pussy. "The feel of your fat cock inside me."

Crawling up onto the bed, my eyes were locked on her wet treasure. My cock wagged back and forth angrily as I settled between her legs. Violet reached down between us to take hold of me, settling the head of my cock into her folds.

"Fuck me, Amy," she whispered, writhing on the bed as I held myself in a kind of push-up above her. She tugged on my cock, letting me know she was ready.

Dipping my hips, I speared her open, and the moment her wet heat surrounded me, I almost lost it, sighing blissfully. "Ohgawd."

"Yes," she hissed, arcing her back, pushing her tits up.

I pushed into her body, relishing the feel of her hot cunt clinging to my shaft, squeezing on the end of me. She was so wet that I slid inside with ease. I felt the soft lips of her sex on my groin and held myself there, marveling that she was able to take so much cock into her body. Drawing slowly out of her body, taking a few seconds to do so, I pushed back in, just as slow.

"So fucking big," she moaned softly, grabbing my shoulders. She looked at me and smiled. "Do I feel good?"

"No," I shook my head and gave her another slow thrust, watching her mouth fall open when the fat head of my dick nudged against the bottom of her soaking core. "You feel wonderful."

"Don't take your time, Amy," she said, her gaze sultry, heated. Violet slid her hands over my shoulders and down my chest, cupping my small breasts. She rolled both of my nipples between her fingers and thumbs, making me gasp and throb inside her. "I'm close." She rolled her hips up, fucking her body onto my cock. "Just fuck me."

I drew out and slid back inside her, harder.

"Use me," she gasped, bowing her spine again.

I sped up my thrusts, my body slapping softly against hers as she hooked her ankles behind me.

"Fuck me as hard as you want," she told me, tweaking my nipples again.

I sighed at the feel of her, so tight, so wet, so fucking hot. "I don't wanna wake up Sarah."

Letting her feet fall to the bed, Violet slid her hands down and around my back, grabbing my ass. She pulled me deep into her body and ground her hips against me, rubbing my aching length with the soft walls of her cunt. The motion ground her clit against my pelvis, and my shaft against my own clit.

"Then don't," she whispered, moving her hips faster now. "Just come for me."

"Oh gawd..." I sighed, throbbing hugely inside her. I felt myself swell, so close.

"Come for me, Amy," she cooed, nails digging into my ass, gripping me tightly. "Just come."

I leaned forward, tilting her pelvis up, and ground my cock deeper into her body. The head of my dick pressed firmly against the bottom of her sex and I swelled massively.

"Violet..." I groaned, feeling hot cum rushing up my shaft. "Coming."

We'd barely started fucking, and I was worried she wasn't going to go with me, but hearing the desperation in my voice and feeling me getting bigger inside her, Violet's eyes went wide and her mouth fell open with a small groan. Thick cum burst out of my cock.

"Gawd," she moaned, eyes closed, twirling her hips, rubbing my spurting dick. "I can feel it. Feel you cumming."

I grew dizzy with my climax, grinding my cock deep inside her spasming pussy, filling her up with my girlcum. I could stay like this forever, die like this, cumming my brains out inside of Violet. As my climax began to fade, I leaned down and took one of her big nipples into my mouth. Violet gasped, her cunt squeezed me so tightly it almost hurt. She was moving her hips again, but I was too sensitive, the feel of her was too much. I drew out of her and let my sticky cock slap against her stomach. Violet grabbed the back of my head and crushed my face into her big soft tit.

I just held myself there, licking and sucking on her nipple. Before I knew it, I was thrusting my still hard cock against her soft stomach.

"Hold on," she gasped, pushing me up so that I was kneeling between her legs.

Violet turned over onto her hands and knees. She scooted back and dropped her upper body to the bed, pushing her ass up at me. Her back was stretched out in a lovely line in front of me, and her soaking wet cunt glistened, still open from the intrusion of my cock, thick white cream oozing out of her and running down her thighs. She wanted more, and so did I.

Grabbing my shaft, I nestled the tip of my dick into her folds, then grabbed her hips and pushed inside, watching as every last inch of me disappeared into her body, the width of my tool forcing more spent jizz out of her body.

"Mmmm!" Violet groaned loudly into a pillow, crushing it against her mouth to muffle the noise.

I fucked her slow and steady with every inch of my dick, smoothing my hands over the soft skin of her ass, back and sides. She was moaning loudly now, even through the pillow.

"Shhh," I said softly, cramming her full of my cock.

I saw the muscles of her arms cord as I ground my dick into her cunt, holding her in place while I twirled my hips a little. I leaned back to watch the show as I drew out of her again, only to push back inside. It was still so strange, seeing this cock sticking out from between my legs, the shaft almost as thick as my wrist, so fucking long, so huge on my petite frame. My gaze slid up Violet's back, undulating sexily as I fucked her slow and deep. Her breasts were so big I could see them squashed beneath her, the soft fleshy orbs pushed out beside her ribs.

"You are so beautiful, Violet," I whispered.

She said something into her pillow, but it was too muffled for me to understand. I was lost in the feel of her warm wet cunt sucking on my cock, gripping, squeezing, pulling. I felt that tightness return in my belly and fucked her harder, deeper, bodies slapping together. I absolutely loved fucking her like this, the feel of power over her it gave me, as though her body truly belonged to me, mine to use, mine to pleasure myself with, mine to make me come. I wanted to mark her as mine and held off from cumming as long as I could. When I felt her body shiver violently and she climaxed around me, I gave her a few more hard deep thrusts.

Cum surged up my shaft. I pulled out of her and blew thick cream all over her back, stroking my hand just beneath the head of my dick, gripping her hip tight in my other hand. I pushed my shaft into the crack of her ass. Rope after hot thick rope of cum streaked up her spine, narrowly missing her freshly washed hair. Finally, it was over.

I leaned over her and pulled her up onto her knees, wrapping my arm around her waist. Feeling bold and sexy, I licked up a big glob of cum from her shoulder and touched her cheek, turning her face towards me. I kissed her and she moaned, sucking my cum off my tongue. Her lips smacked against mine and her tongue explored my mouth. I laid my cheek against hers and held her tightly, catching my breath.

"Oh my gawd, Amy," she wheezed. "I think that was the best fuck of my life."

I chuckled breathlessly and kissed her again, then felt all that warm sticky cum smooshed between her back and the front of me.

"I think I made a mess," I smiled, squirming against her back, smearing hot spunk over us.

She laughed softly. "Sure feels that way."

Leaning over, I pushed her down onto the bed. "Stay here."

I got up and got a towel from the cabinet outside the shower, then went back to Violet and cleaned her up. She rolled over onto her back and I gently wiped between her legs. Her eyes were already closed, drifting off to sleep. I gave her a soft kiss on her mouth.

"Good night, Violet," I whispered.

She smiled and moaned softly.

When I was cleaned up and my girl penis was back in my body, I threw the sticky towel in the hamper and changed clothes, throwing the gooey garments into the hamper as well. Glancing at Sarah, she was sleeping on her side, facing me. I kissed her cheek and crawled into my bed, pulling the covers over me, smiling as I fell asleep.

I think I was going to really like college.




Chapter 28

The first couple of weeks of college were hell. It was a big change of pace from high school. It seemed that where teachers followed a strict curriculum, professors were looser with their program, but they really encouraged you to think on your own, like you were teaching yourself as much as they were teaching you, and they judged your work far more critically.

My days were blending together, starting at five am and not ending until close to midnight, if not later. All of my time was taken up by study, getting my portfolio together, looking for a job, and photo shoots with Tabitha. I was so nervous that I wouldn't be able to get a job out here, doing what I love, at any rate, that I refreshed practically my entire portfolio. One shoot with Tabitha turned into four. I even worked out an arrangement with Sarah and Violet, shooting them as they went about the apartment, spontaneous shots of their everyday lives. Both of them were so beautiful that the pictures turned out great, I thought. I was also submitting applications to what would no doubt turn out to be boring studios, the kind that specialized in humdrum family portraits with four backdrops to choose from. But I needed the work, so it wasn't a time to be picky, it seemed.

To really give you an idea of how busy all of us were...no sex. Crazy, I know, but none of us had the time nor the energy. Tabitha's birthday party even got pushed back. We were going to host a birthday dinner for her soon, but the party would be later. Phillip was just waiting for the green light from Tabitha.

Speaking of Phillip, turned out that he spent a lot of time at our apartment, both helping me with my shoots and working on his techniques. He was a lot of fun too, making us laugh with ease. Oddly, Mona was never around, but then Phillip always left at exactly nine-fifteen at night. I'd asked him about it once and he'd told me that it gave him just enough time to get back to his apartment and grab a shower before Mona got back from work -- she waited tables at a sports bar, the kind where the waitresses wear tiny tight tops and shorts. From what I remembered of her, she certainly had the body for it.

I spoke with Trevor over the phone almost every day, and if we didn't have time for a call, we'd exchange emails, keeping each other up to date. Surprisingly, I wasn't pining away for him, and he didn't seem to be going crazy without me either. We were content to be able to talk to each other, though I did manage to plant the seed for some steamy phone sex at some point.

It was a Sunday morning when it happened. I got up early in the morning, started a pot of coffee, and sat down at our big ten-seater dinner table -- we got it for a steal at a hand-me-down store. Booting up my laptop, I checked my email, and I nearly choked on my coffee. There was a message from darren_wilcox@dangerousangels.com in my inbox. I sipped at my coffee and read over the email three times. Darren was an assistant at the studio, and his manager wanted to see me, as well as my latest work -- though his email said I had the job in the bag, since his manager had seen my blog with some of my latest photos of Tabitha on it. Granted, it wasn't Armia, but it was a job nonetheless. My interview was tomorrow morning. I practically squealed with joy.

"Good God in Heaven...what was that?" I heard Violet groan from her bed.

"Amy?" Sarah said sleepily, groggily making her way over to me, rubbing her eyes. "What's going on?"

Violet joined us as I shot up out of my chair and bounced on my feet, clapping. "I have an interview!" I squealed.

Sarah's sleepy eyes went wide and she smiled, wrapping me up in a hug. "That's wonderful! When is it?"

"Tomorrow morning," I told her.

"Coffee," Violet grumbled and went off to the kitchen, asking Sarah if she wanted any. "Who's it with?" she asked.

"Dangerous Angels," I told her, moving out of the way so that Sarah could sit down and read the email. "They saw some of the new stuff on my blog and want me to bring in my latest work."