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Deja was looking at me and I was in a weird trance looking at her. “Hey we need to slow down.” I never thought I would say those words.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“I’m turned on.”

“Huh?”

My cock is hard. “My cock is hard. I need a minute.”

“Kissing did that?”  Deja looked down at my crotch.

“You’re a really good kisser. Don’t stare at my cock. Now that’s just rude.”

“Is it?”

“Heck yeah.”

“You don’t like for girls to look at it.”

I fucking love it. “Let’s just go in the bookstore. I can walk it off.”

“Yeah you could. Or you could show it to me.”

What the fuck did she just say? I know I heard it wrong. My hard cock has affected my hearing. “What?”

“RJ, show me your penis.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” See that’s exactly what I’m talking about. I never knew what would come out her mouth. 

“Why not? You told me you wanted to make me happy.”

“Looking at my cock would make you happy?”

“I’m not sure. Maybe after I see it. I have to see it first.”

“This is a joke right?”

Deja reached over and placed her hand on my crotch. Fuck me! Is she for reals? “Deja, what are you doing?”

She had unbuttoned my jeans and she was unzipping them. “I want to see it.”

“I got it.” I placed my hand on hers. She pulled her hand away. I watched her as she watched me remove my cock from the hole in my boxer shorts. I was holding my cock in my hands. Deja wasn’t looking in my face. She was looking at my cock. She was a safe distance but she was giving my Italian sausage her x-ray vision. Had she ever seen one before?

She answered my silent question. “I have never seen a penis in person.” Her eyes glanced up at mine and then down to my cock. My cock would not go down as long as she was looking at it.

“So what does it look like?”

“It’s really, really, really big and it’s kind of…pretty.”

I’m going to jag the shit out of my junk when I get home. “You think so?”

“Yeah can I touch it?”

“Deja, you’re my girlfriend. You can touch it. You can do whatever you want to it?”

“Right, right, I’m your girlfriend. I never touched one before.”

“Yeah I figured that out when you said you never seen one on the flesh.”

“Right.” She giggled. “Okay, I’m nervous.”

“Why? Cocks don’t bite.”

“Right.” Deja leaned over to my seat. I guess she wanted a closer look at it. I let go of my cock and the weight made it fall down on top of my jeans. Her right hand reached over and grazed the tip of my cock’s head. “It’s really hard.” She looked at me and she was smiling.

Christ, her lips. I tasted them and they would feel so good on my cock. She looked back at my cock. I popped my cock up with my will and Deja jumped back.

“Oh my god. It moved.” Her eyes bugged out and she started giggling.

“It does that sometimes.” I looked around the bookstore parking lot and I was glad I parked toward the back. There was one car on the left side of me but the parking space on the right was clear.

Deja reached back over and took my cock in her hand. She ran her fingers tips up the side and rubbed the head. “You’re leaking. That’s precum.” She seemed excited by this.  

“Yes it is Doctor Holland.”

Deja rubbed that precum down my shaft and she started stoking my cock up and down. She was very gentle with it. She didn’t know she could grab it and rub it hard. My cock was strong. It could take a beating. I beat the shit out of it until I started getting sex on a regular basis. It didn’t matter how gentle Deja was. It felt good having her hand on my junk.

“RJ, show me how to do it.”

“Do you have lotion in your purse?”

“Yeah.” Deja let go of my cock and reached down under her feet and grabbed her huge purse. She reached into the purse and grabbed a trial size tube of Jergens hand lotion. “Put the lotion on your hands.”

“Okay.”

Deja put lotion in the palm of her hand. I adjusted my seat so I was angled back, in a semi laying position. Was she really going to jack my cock? I think she is. She rubbed her hands together and reached over and took me in both her hands.

“What should I do?”

“Move your hands up and down and around. You can do it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not going to hurt me. Hold me tighter and just go slow and then go fast. I’ll do the rest.”

“Okay.”

That was all the instruction she needed she was stoking me like a pro. It had been years since I got a hand-job. I couldn’t really believe this was happening. Deja was stroking my cock. Better yet Deja my virgin girlfriend that has never seen or touched a cock was jagging me off…and it feels so fucking good.

I hadn’t realized I closed my eyes until I opened them and saw Deja’s eyes on me. Her lips were slightly open and she was watching my strained facial expressions. I felt like she was trying to control me but I didn’t give a fuck. She could stick her hand up my ass because right then I decided to be her puppet.

“Deja, faster.” She looked down at my cock and started beating my meat faster as instructed. I was going to cum. I was breathing through my mouth. My abdomen was convulsing to a tantric rhythm. “Look at me.” Deja eyes jetted back to mine. “Oh shit! Don’t stop! Don’t oh!” That was it. I came. My cum shot out and I just let it ride. I felt Deja’s hand tap the head of my cock. I literally shook and collapsed in the driver’s seat.

After a moment I peeked my eyes open and Deja was looking at me. “Was that okay?” She asked.

“That was great.”

“It’s in my hand.”

I raised my seat and I could see she had a pool of my cum cupped in one of her hands. Her other hand was still holding my cock. I grabbed my junk and she let it go. “There are napkins in the glove box.”

Deja took her cum-free hand and opened my glove compartment. She grabbed a few napkins and poured my cum into a few of them.  She balled the napkins up and placed it on my dashboard. She started cleaning her hands.

“I need one.”

Deja looked over at me. “I’ll do it.” Deja started wiping the excess cum from my cock. She used three napkins on me. “It’s on the steering wheel.” She quickly wiped the steering wheel free of all my cum and placed the used napkins on the dashboard.

I put my cock away and buttoned and zipped up. I raised my seat to sitting upright. “You okay?” I asked. She was so quiet.

“Yeah.”

“You ready to go in the bookstore.”

“Yeah.”

“You can wash your hands in their bathroom. There’s a garbage can at the front of the store. I will through the napkins out.”

“Okay.” 

After we got ourselves presentable we went into the Barnes and Noble. Deja went straight to the restroom to wash the remainder of my sticky cum off her hands.

I followed her around the store as she browsed the bookshelves. I directed her towards the sexual position books. I pointed out the positions I wanted to try and she slapped my hands away several times until they were red. 

This date was fun. Every time I saw her was like a new adventure. Being faithful to her just isn’t as hard as I thought it would be. 

*****

It was Friday and I had to work but Uncle Mason gave me the day off. I had an important appointment to keep. I had to escort Selena to the clinic.

I wished I was spending my day with my girlfriend but I fucked up and got the one person on the planet I would never have a kid with pregnant. I shouldn’t have believed her when she said she was on the pill. I’m not a bad guy. I have respect for older women because they don’t play these silly games.

Young girls are always acting like they want a no strings attached relationship. Then as soon as you smash them or are nice to them, they want more. I don’t have more to give then my cock and I’m a nice guy because my parents raised me that way. Older women take you as you are. Now Deja is young. Deja has my stupid theories and head all screwed up. It appears that she is different. I’m afraid that she will change. I hope not. I really like her. I think about her all the time. I wonder if she feels the same way about me.

Maybe she’s slumming with me until she finds her Prince Charming. If that’s why she’s with me then I will take her as long as she will have me. Deja is drama free. She has goals. I know one day I’m going to fuck up and she’s going to dump me. After Deja, I won’t be able to go back to ordinary random girls. I have to stop sleeping with these young sluts. I guess I already have, thanks to my girlfriend.

I could not believe how Selena cried when she told me she wanted to keep the baby. I never ever took her on a date anywhere in public. I met Selena at a club and I smashed her that same night. She drinks more than me. At this point in her life does she really think she’s mother material? I’m not father material. I’m just learning to pay my bills on time.

It didn’t matter. I picked Selena up from her parents place. I didn’t know if I should talk or be quiet. I had yelled enough the day she told me this disturbing news.

I’ve been through this process before and I knew it would take at least three hours. There is paperwork, tests and exams, an actual abortion and a recovery period. I couldn’t wait to be rid of Selena. I was going to be nice, caring and supportive all the way up until I dropped her off on her doorstep. Then it is deuces, adios amigos and see ya wouldn’t want to be ya.

I was in a daze. I paid the money and I couldn’t wait for them to take Selena away. She was being put to sleep and I planned on sneaking out the clinic and going to see Deja. I wasn’t sneaking. I was walking out the front door pass the Pro-Lifers with their gruesome signs and ugly vicious attacks. Any child raised by Selena would grow up neglected, abused and eventually turn into a criminal. Today that kid would not be mine.

Selena wouldn’t even know I was gone. If I’m not back in time she can text me. Blowing up my cell seems to be her favorite pastime. 

After I got Selena all squared away, I left the clinic. Selena is in the hands of the medical staff at the clinic. I hopped into my Mustang and headed to the one person I longed to see more than anyone else.

I lied to Deja and told her I was working today. I didn’t have much of a choice. I couldn’t tell her I was going to an abortion clinic. I couldn’t tell her the stupid choices and dumbass circumstances that put me in my present situation.

Deja had an early release day from high school. The plan was for me to come over at lunch time. Her parents would still be at work. After the hand job, there was no way I was going to pass up the opportunity to be alone with her at her house.

I texted Deja that I was on my way. I arrived in fifteen minutes. The abortion clinic was in another suburb but it wasn’t that far from Bolingcreek.

I pulled into her driveway and I was out my car quickly. I was obviously pressed for time.

Deja’s house was in one of the newly built communities in Bolingcreek. New meaning, the houses in this area were no more than ten years old. Deja has been living in Bolingcreek since she was five. She speaks four different languages, Spanish, Mandarin, Tagalog and Urdu. What the hell is Tagalog and Urdu? It seems I know all there is to know about Deja. I still don’t know what her pussy feels like wrapped around my cock.

I knocked on her front door. Deja opened the door with her dimpled smile.

“RJ.”

“Deja.” I stepped in and watched her as she closed and locked the door behind me. I took a quick glance at her forty inch ass. I love her ass. She was wearing loose purple sweat pants and a fitted green
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
t-shirt. I decided to take a look around.  Her house was very clean. It still looked new on the outside and inside but they had it built from the ground seven years ago.

I felt an urge to touch her. So I grabbed her hand and pulled her close to me. “Hey, I missed you.” Did I just say that?

“I missed you too.” She smirked.

I had to taste her lips. I let go of her hand and cupped her chin pulling her face to mine. I kissed her mouth. Her lips were full, soft and her tongue was moist and pliable.

I think we should take this party to her bedroom. “Hey babe, show me your room.”

“Okay, you have to promise to stay PG-13.”

“Of course, I would never force you to do anything.” That was the GH. I was never that forceful, thirsty, rapey guy.

“I know.” She smiled. “I just wanted to hear you say it.” Deja took my hand and lead me to the staircase. I willed my cock to be cool as I watched her ass sway in front of my face as she led me up the stairs.

I stepped into her bedroom. I expected something very teenage and girly but it wasn’t like that at all. Her bedroom was red, white and black. It was hard to sum up her décor in words but off the top of my head I would call it ninja vampy. I’m not sure what that means but that’s what came to my mind.

Deja had what looked to be real samurai swords on her walls. The wall at the head of her bed was painted blood red. There was a framed
Kill Bill
movie poster on her wall and there was a framed
The
Matrix
movie poster on another wall.

There were large black painted polka dots on her ceiling. I’m not sure how someone could’ve painted perfectly shaped black circles on the white ceiling. This only added to the mystique of the room and the high school senior that dwelled within its walls.

Much to my surprise, there were no stuffed animals or dolls like in other girl’s rooms. Deja was truly different and this only confirmed that I was right about her.

Her bedroom made me smile. Her bedroom impressed me. One entire wall was bookshelves and every inch of the shelves was filled with books.

“Your room is cool.” I said because it was too quiet. I didn’t want her second guessing her decision to let me into her private domain. “Did you read all these books?”

“Yeah, the ones I haven’t read are over there.” She pointed to a five foot tall stack of books on the other side of the room by the window. I grinned as a noticed the studious pile.

I took a seat on her bed. “Hey come here. Come sit on my lap.” I raised one hand hoping she would take it. She did. She straddled me and I’m sure she felt safe since we were fully clothed. That, and I am always a gentleman.

I put my hands around her waist. “I think you should kiss me.” I said.

“I think that’s a good idea.” She leaned down and pressed her lips to mine.

Our chemistry was magnetic. Our lips fit so well together. I ran my fingers up the small of her back. I felt the clasps of her bra. I wanted to sneak underneath her t-shirt but I didn’t want to do anything that would stop her from kissing me. Plus I was trying to stop myself from getting an erection. Too late. I’ve got moves to make. I buried my tongue deep into her mouth as she ran her fingers through my hair.

I have a plan. I will distract her with my tongue while I venture underneath her t-shirt. Just like the suave dude that I am. I was there. I was touching her skin and it was so soft, so smooth, I want to lick her all over. I only needed one hand to undo her bra. I was an expert.

I took my other hand and pulled her as close to me as possible. I wanted to feel her on my cock. I wanted her to feel it. Her thin sweats were not a big enough barrier. I was wearing my sweats. Today I wasn’t going to be confined in blue jeans. I know she felt my erection. She grinded her hips forward. That was my cue. I unhooked her bra with one quick snap. I had my hand on her left tit before she even
knew what was happening.

Deja moaned in my mouth as soon as I grabbed a handful of her full C cup. It took only a few seconds for her to realize how far I had gone. She pulled away from my lips but I still had a hefty handful of tit.

I pinched her nipple and she arched her back. She was panting and looking down at me with her beautiful brown eyes. I was in a trance. We were just looking at each other. Christ! This is intense. I had one hand on her tit and I slipped the other hand down the back of her sweats. I bypassed the panties and scooped up a handful of her ass.

Deja’s mouth flew open and I took this chance to push my tongue into it. We were back to kissing. I was in heaven. My tongue was in her mouth. My left hand was full of tit and my right hand was full of ass.

She was trying to control her body. She was trying to stop her hips from grinding against my cock. Her body would instinctively roll against my erection but she would stop when she realized it was happening. It was warm in between her legs and I knew I had made her moist. I know her panties were saturated with her cream. I only wished I could see for myself.

I removed myself from her lips and lifted her shirt and bra. I had to see these tits. I ducked my head and latched on to the first dark chocolate nipple I saw. I sucked it into my mouth. I was moving too fast for her to keep up with me. I had stuffed all her tit in my mouth.

I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be taking advantage of my virgin girlfriend. I’m good at seducing woman. I was taught by the best. I want her to want to have sex with me. I don’t want her to get caught up in the moment and regret it later. Shit! I want Deja’s pussy! Fuck! I sucked her other tit into my mouth and feasted my ears on her moans.

I slipped my hand down the back of her panties and started slowly guiding my hand down the crack of her ass. Maybe I can slip my finger in her wet cunt. Please let me stick my finger inside you.

“RJ, RJ, wait, wait.” She breathily called out to me.

I slid my hand up from her ass to her back. I popped her tit from my lips and looked up at her. I started pulling her shirt down. I’m not sure why.

“Break time.” She put me on time out.

“Okay.” I laid my forehead on her shoulder as she cradled my head in her hands.

“I’m sorry. That’s further than I wanted to go.”

“No don’t be sorry, I got carried away.”

Deja started raking her fingers on my scalp. Shit that feels good. I leaned back and fell onto the bed. I’m sure she felt better on top, more in control. I pulled her down on top of me. She placed her hands on both sides of my shoulders then she went down to her forearms.

“When do you have to go back to work?”

“Soon but I still have time to make out with you.” I smiled. My erection was subsiding. I’m not sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

“We can make out.” She smiled.

I placed both of my hands on her waist. Deja bent down and into my lips. I let her control the kiss. I decided to keep my hands to myself but my cock jumped and I was erect again. I know she could feel it. She lifted her body up. My cock was pressing through my sweats and directed right toward her pot of gold.

This is harder than I thought. I’m conflicted. I have to do more but I planned on being cool. Fuck it! All she can say is no or stop.

As fast as lightning I flipped Deja over on her back. I was up so fast I’m sure she didn’t see me get up on my feet and go to standing. I grabbed the bottom hem of her sweats and I pulled them completely off in one swift action. She was laying on her back dazed, startled and without her pants.

When she tried to lift to sitting I pushed her down and tugged her panties off so fast she didn’t know what was happening.

I dove down in between her legs, face first. I had one leg in each hand. I spread her legs wide. She tried to move but I was too fast. I had already wrapped my mouth around her pussy lips. Fuck this! I wanted, I needed to lick her pussy. That’s precisely what I’m going to do.

“RJ.”

Ignore.

“RJ.”

Ignore. Deja was squirming but I had her legs in my hands. I had my mouth on her wet juicy pussy. Her cream was filling my mouth and exciting my insides. She was pushing my head down and away. I think. I flicked my tongue on her clit and noticed the fight seep out of her body. I sucked her clit into my mouth.

“Ohhhh RJ!” Deja dug her hands in my hair and she gentle pushed my face deeper inside her creamy cave. She was moaning and shaking. I was going to make her cum or die trying. I hooked her left leg over my shoulder. I pushed my entire face into her hot tasty pussy. I took my right hand and ran it up the inside of her thigh. I pushed my index finger inside her tight pussy and she arched her back until she lifted off the bed.

I pulled my finger half way out and pushed it back in. A fountain of her wetness gushed out and I quickly licked it up. I added another finger inside her pussy and waited until her body accepted the intrusion.