it seems that way.” Her eyes darted away and then back to me.
“So then I guess we are going out. You’re my woman.”
“You’re my boyfriend.”
“Man.”
Deja laughed. “Yeah you are a man. I forget.”
“I understand.” If I fucked you, you would remember I’m a man. There would be no question about my manhood. I smiled on the inside and it trickled out to my outsides.
“Why are you smiling?”
“You’re my girlfriend. That makes me smile.”
“What do you want to do, hold hands, skip and do somersaults and cartwheels?” That was sassy-mouthed sarcasm Deja style.
“I want to--” I cut into my own words and pressed my mouth into Deja’s. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in before she could protest. I pushed my way past her lips and into her mouth. Her tongue tastes like strawberry bubblegum.
The kiss took Deja by surprise and it took her a few seconds to kiss me back. But man when she kissed me back my cock jumped to attention. Fucking A, B and C. Deja kissed me to an erection. This can’t happen on a regular basis.
I raked my hand up the nape of her neck and buried my hands in her hair. We were making out like we had invented the lip lock. We stopped when we needed to breathe through our mouths. Deja was a good kisser. She was better at it than me. How is that possible?
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
“So then I guess we are going out. You’re my woman.”
“You’re my boyfriend.”
“Man.”
Deja laughed. “Yeah you are a man. I forget.”
“I understand.” If I fucked you, you would remember I’m a man. There would be no question about my manhood. I smiled on the inside and it trickled out to my outsides.
“Why are you smiling?”
“You’re my girlfriend. That makes me smile.”
“What do you want to do, hold hands, skip and do somersaults and cartwheels?” That was sassy-mouthed sarcasm Deja style.
“I want to--” I cut into my own words and pressed my mouth into Deja’s. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her in before she could protest. I pushed my way past her lips and into her mouth. Her tongue tastes like strawberry bubblegum.
The kiss took Deja by surprise and it took her a few seconds to kiss me back. But man when she kissed me back my cock jumped to attention. Fucking A, B and C. Deja kissed me to an erection. This can’t happen on a regular basis.
I raked my hand up the nape of her neck and buried my hands in her hair. We were making out like we had invented the lip lock. We stopped when we needed to breathe through our mouths. Deja was a good kisser. She was better at it than me. How is that possible?
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
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