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Okay, on to Rent Pt.2!
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I woke up around four a.m, my bladder bursting. Disentangling myself from Violet's grasp, I rolled out of her bed, head still fuzzy from the wine, and went to the bathroom to relieve myself. When I was done I walked back into her room and looked down at the beautiful nymph-like blonde stripper that I'd rented a room to, only to have her fall for me, the nice guy, pursuing me, sucking my cock like no woman ever had until I filled her belly with cum.
She was still wearing the sweater and yoga pants that had driven me over the line of my resistance to sleeping with a tenant earlier. I stood over her, sleeping on her back and breathing quietly, her legs long and sleek, hands that had expertly worked me to orgasm settled lightly across her stomach. Her breasts rose and fell steadily under the heavy knit wool.
I slipped a hand over the swell of her breasts, lightly squeezing them through the knit, finding them supple, pleasing, energizing. My cock grew in my threadbare grey sweatpants, and strained against them.
"Do you like them," she asked in a small, sleepy voice, "you can play with them however you want. Let's make another best mistake of our lives, Danny." She'd woken as I felt up her tits, reaching down to the hem of her sweater and arching up into my hands as she pulled it over her head with the top underneath in one smooth motion, catching on her button nose. "Oh!"
I'd silently grabbed her bare tits, feeling the heat of the firm, youthful flesh. Her breasts were bigger than I'd guessed, still bouncy and firm, gravity not yet taking hold of them, and they settled across her chest as a pair of beautiful melon teardrops, larger than her narrow chest. "Beautiful," I breathed as I traced the wide light-brown cap of her areola with my fingers.
Still trapped in her sweater, just her deep pink lips and chin out of them, a smile formed on Vi's lips, "they're C's, Danny, do you like them?"
I bent to suck one as I knelt on the bed next to her, sliding my free hand down the front of her yoga pants, finding growing heat and wetness like only a young woman can make as my fingers invaded her hairless quim and Violet obediently opened her legs for me.
"Mmm yesss, oh Danny," Violet exhaled as she began to twist her hips against my penetrating fingers, "help me out of this..." she began to struggle against the sweater again, but I took her wrists in hand and stopped her. This was fun. It was making me feel less guilty about sex with Violet.
"Leave it," I commanded, pressing my lips to hers to stop the protest coming before it could be voiced, "for now," I promised as I broke the deep kiss, working her wet little snatch hard. "Just for now."
A giggle, "you're a nice guy, Danny," she teased, "but I'm staring to think you fuck like a bad boy. The way you fucked my face and came without asking, so naughty."
Sliding my fingers from her soaking pussy lips, I raised one of her legs and climbed between them, shedding my sweatpants as I went. "You're about to find out, Vi," I promised to an expectant giggle and wiggle of her perfect little body as I stripped the form-fitting pants from her legs. They were soaked through with her juices, the crotch and bottom completely wet with her. I smelled the fabric to get her scent as she writhed in front of me, legs spread, bare pussy blooming like a flower, open, ready for me to take it. "Someone's been horny all night."
Violet pressed her feet into the mattress and raised her bottom, belly undulating as she rocked her hips in the air. "I couldn't help it, you were holding me so tight and I could feel you getting hard.... it made me so hot."
Unable to stop myself, I threw the pants aside and lay down, wrapping my arms around Vi's hips as I pulled her legs apart. That pussy, god that young twenty-something pussy, I had to taste it. I dove into her, catching the little rosebud clit that stood up so wet and proud from its hood and sucked it hard, slipping a finger up to the squishy g-spot inside her opening and pressing steadily as I circled it.
"Ahhh-ah...ahhhhhhhhhh," Violet burst like an over-filled dam, the wetness gathered in her entrance overflowing as she began to writhe, her bubbly bottom flexing hard as she gushed. I wasn't done with her yet, though, she was so sweet, her musk intoxicating as it filled my nostrils, I was determined to make her a ragdoll wracked with pleasure. I began to play with her pussy, slipping another finger in to a loud 'ooooohhh' lapping at her redly engorged entrance. She was ready for cock, "oh god, please fuck me Dan, please, pleeeeeeeease," but I ignored her, reaching up to grab one of her surprisingly big, firm tits, and focused on the twitches of her hips as my tongue worked her over the edge, nibbling the firm little clit between my teeth as I sucked it, pumping three fingers in and out of her grasping pussy.
"Ahhhh-haaaaooomygoddddd," she'd seized up, hips rocking of their own will onto me, and a gush of sweet pussy juice filled my mouth. I could feel Violet's love muscles spasm as she bounced against my mouth. "Ooughhhhh, ohhh please Danny please put it innnn.... I'm clean, I'm on the pill, please just put it in me," Violet begged as her orgasm subsided.
All of my resistance to her long since stripped away, hypnotized by the writhing, willing, fuckable little body in front of me with her bubbly bits, I opened her thighs, rolling her half to her side, keeping her other leg up as I lined up and took the plunge.
"Uhhnnnn, ohh like that, Danny, oouuung, oh nice and deep..." Vi encouraged me as I pushed to my hilt in her youthful body. She was snug, but so dripping, gushing, wet from anticipation and my attention that her pussy gripped me but couldn't resist me as I invaded her, holding onto my cock as I slid deep into her womanhood with a pleased groan of satisfaction. Violet keened her pleasure, whimpering happily, "mmm, take me baby, take meeeee."
Violet's pussy was buttery. Her juices were so thick that she squished and squelched as I pulled back to my tip and then stroked into her firmly to my hilt. Her perfect big tits bounced each time I slapped my hips into her in a fluid arc of slow withdrawal followed by surging thrust to her core. Violet moaned and sighed with my rhythm, her mouth permanently praising my deep thrusts and protesting my withdrawals as she jiggled her tits and rocked her hips for me.
"You like that, Violet? You like me giving you the deep dick in your buttery little puss?"
She answered by arching her back to push her hips up my thighs to wrap me tightly with her legs. "Suck my tits, baby, fuck me just like this and suck my nipples pleeeease,"
I obliged her, slowly, wordlessly, as Violet babbled a stream of moans and encouragement to me, I lowered myself to a nice missionary with her, sucking one tit then the other as I pumped steadily at her pussy. Her face still covered, I kissed her forcefully before breaking the kiss.
"Your breasts are the most beautiful I've ever seen," I rasped into her mouth as her tongue chased my lips, slapping harder into her, pinching at those thick, perfect nipples. Violet arched her back and panted as I pressed my mouth to her ear and growled, "and your pussy is so perfect and hot, I have to cum in you now."
"Do it! Fill me, Danny!" She smiled eagerly.The smoking hot little stripper speared on my cock whined and begged, "fill me up, make my little pussy overflow!"
She was red and shiny with sweat now as she clasped her legs tightly around my ass, the steady slap-slap-slap of our bellies and sex colliding filled the air as I beat her frothing cunt with my rod along with Violet's lusty moans. I could feel it building, the tingle in my balls that crept up my shaft.
I grabbed the sweater and pulled it over her head, her eyes wide and about to glaze over as she looked up at me with steamy lust, yet somehow still seeming innocent, and I was carried away in them as my cock plundered her young, stripper pussy. And then she wrapped her arms around me along with her long legs and whispered in my ear, "breed me like your Christmas whore."
That did it, I couldn't take anymore, and I burst like a geyser, the first thick rope of cum exploding against her cervix as I slapped into her and held, moaning my pleasure into her mouth. That seemed to do it for Vi, and she clamped down on me like she'd caught a prize and she wailed her triumph as she came, milking my belching prick like with her honey-slick cunt until my cock felt like a used-up tube of toothpaste, spent and shrinking, at the mercy of her powerful love muscles.
We lay entangled for a while, kissing, touching, relishing the afterglow, not saying anything. Just being. At some point, Violet slid out of bed and slipped into her washroom, and I found myself drifting to sleep in her bed.
"Merry Christmas, it's gonna be a good one," Violet whispered as she climbed back into bed, kissing me gently as I fell into a deep slumber.
Morning came with the smell of bacon and a morning after boner accompanied by my bladder straining to bursting. I looked around blearily, and found no sign of Violet as I rolled out of her bed, the shame hitting me like a dump truck, a never ending stream of recriminations filling my mind.
"What the fuck have I done," I asked myself in her mirror. I headed out to her room, finding my sweats and pulled them on, digging around in the covers to find my shirt. "Just be calm, it's gonna be okay, she's not some maniac, she was clear it was a Christmas thing," I coached myself silently as I slunk down the two flights of stairs to the kitchen.
Violet was standing over the stove in a red-checked apron my mom used to wear and the r-shirt she'd been wearing under her sweater, pink bunny slippers, and just a pair of boy-short panties. Her long wavy blonde hair was tied in a loose ponytail, and she turned to me, freckles flashing on her cheeks, a big smile greeting me.
"I was about to wake you up! Perfect timing." Violet grabbed a coffee mug and poured me one with a splash of milk. I accepted it, standing stunned. Violet stared at me skeptically. "You're doing it again, Dan. You're being weird when you don't have to be."
"I'm sorry, Vi, it's just-"
"Oh fuck, would you quit that," she threw a dish towel to the ground and walked away from me. "Dude, you had a great time. You rocked my socks. Stop the whole noble good guy 'I can't have sex with you' thing and enjoy it because the only problem here is you!"
Ashamed, I stared into my coffee and tried to pull it together while Violet angrily worked on the stovetop.
"I'm sorry, Vi, it's just..." I thought back to the first year I was renting when Vanessa accused me of raping her. It took over a year to be cleared even though the police had told me that it was obvious I hadn't done it at the time.
"I'm being a dumbass, I'm sorry. You said it was the best mistake we'd ever make and it was. It was awesome."
Violet piled food on two plates. Back bacon, fried eggs, home fries, and toast. She'd put orange juice on the table, and more coffee. She'd put on a spread to enjoy Christmas with me. I felt terrible. "This is awesome, Vi, I shouldn't have been such a dummy. Something happened a few years ago that freaked me out, and I guess I over-corrected."
She put the plates on the table and pulled me to a chair, "it's okay, we all have those." We sat down kitty-corner. smiling at each other foolishly and are. Violet pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "Uh, was it... good?"
Smiling like a goon, I touched her hand and felt a little electric shock tingle up my arm. "The sex was incredible. You're... Vi, you're incredibly sexy. I wasn't kidding that you felt like butter, and you were so hot and dirty... it was amazing."
She bounced her shoulders coquettishly, "thank you, but I was asking about breakfast. You never said
We laughed, and I assured her breakfast was amazing too, which it was. She took my hand this time and smiled gently. "It was good for me too. Really good." Her slender fingers slipped along the soft skin of my wrist. "You... ah... you're a really good lay, you made me cum really hard."
Reddening, I tried to stifle my excitement. "I'm glad. You were right about it being the best mistake ever."
