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Deja Vu by Ann Douglas (mf) 4/10
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Subject: AnnD: REPOST: Deja Vu - (04/10) - mf
Date: Thu Jul 6 05:14:45 1995
Hi ...... As always, comments are both appreciated and
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Thanks,
Ann Douglas.
-DEJA VU-
Part Four
by Ann Douglas
(AnnD@NYCPipeline.Com)
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"Oh Johnny." The young 16 year old
moaned as she felt the boy's hand slip under her blouse and
cup her naked breast.
"Oh baby." Johnny replied as he ran his fingers across
Connie's nipples. "You feel so nice."
With practiced skill, the dark haired 19 year old undid the
buttons of the young girl's blouse. She could feel the
excitement in his voice. She knew tonight would be the night.
Tonight she would become a woman.
"Oh God, Connie!" Johnny exclaimed as he undid the last
button and her blouse fell away. Seconds later her bright
white bra had followed the blouse to the floor. Much too the
envy of most of the girls in her class, Connie had begun
developing early and had continued to develop after most of
them had stopped. The result was an impressive 36C bust. She
had let Johnny feel it before, but this was the
first time he had been able to fully appreciate it au natural.
Johnny had been planning this night for weeks. His parents
was away for the night, having gone into the city to see that
new play "My Fair Lady". They had decided to stay overnight
in a hotel and he had the house to himself. It had taken a
lot of sweet talk, but tonight Connie was going to let him go
all the way.
"Mmmm." Johnny moaned as he kissed
Connie's soft breasts.
Running his tongue across her nipples, Johnny reached down
and eased his free hand under the folds of her skirt and
between her legs.
Finding her panties wet brought an increased hardness to his
cock, already straining against his pants. Pushing aside the
moist material, Johnny slid his fingers inside her.
"Ow!" Connie cried out at the sudden
painful intrusion. "Easy!"
"Relax, I know what I'm doing." Johnny said as he rubbed hard
against her clit.
Connie bit down until the initial pain passed and finally
began to feel good. Not as good as when she did it herself
though. A fact which confused the girl. She had always heard
that it was supposed to be better when a boy did it. Yet no
sooner had it begun to really feel good when Johnny abruptly
stopped.
Johnny took Connie's hand and placed it on the bulge in his
pants. She giggled as she felt his hardness. She rubbed it a
little, bringing a soft moan from Johnny. It was her way of
giving her assent without actually having to say it. It was a
silly thing really, but that was the code girls lived by.
Smiling, the dark haired boy broke their embrace for a moment
and undid his zipper, pulling his cock out of his pants. Then
he pulled off the pants and let them drop to the floor next to
the couch.
Connie looked in fascination at the now fully freed cock. It
was erect and pointed up and outward as if it had a life of
its own. She had seen it before of course, but that had
always been in the dim back seat of Johnny's old '52 Ford.
This was the first chance she had to see one up close and in
the light. It was a lot different than the ones she and her
girlfriends had looked at during a sleep over at Betty
Anderson's house. Betty's father was a doctor and she had
borrowed some of his medical texts. Of course none of them had
been so erect!
Sitting back down next to her, Johnny put her hand back on
his cock. As she had done on so many nights, she closed her
slim fingers around it and began to pump it up and down. The
result on Johnny was immediate and pronounced. A look of
pure satisfaction filled his face, both from the effect of
Connie's pumping motion and the thought of the prize still to
come.
"Ooooh Baby, that feels so nice." The singer said in his
special musical voice. "You make me feel so special."
The words of encouragement caused the girl to melt and
spurred her on. Doubling the speed of her hand job, she sent
new sparks shooting through her boyfriend. This felt so good
to Johnny that he temporarily lost sight of the night's
objective.
Finally, the familiar sensation that usually accompanied the
climax of his own jerk off sessions brought him back to
reality. He had to force himself to ask her to slow down. If
she kept going like that, he would have shot his load in
another minute or two.
Reluctantly, he guided her hand away from his still eager
cock. He had to give it a few minutes to let his body settle
down.
"Let's catch our breath for a minute." He said as he took
the time to unbutton the rest of his own shirt and dump in on
top of his pants. He never wore undershirts and was now
totally nude. Connie figured she should get naked as well and
began to undo the clasp of her skirt.
"No, let me do that." Johnny interrupted as he replaced her
hands with his own.
As he leaned over to slide off her skirt, Connie saw for the
first time the small blue shark tattooed on his upper biceps.
"Johnny, you're a Shark?" She asked in excitement.
Johnny turned and looked at the emblem on his skin as if
suddenly remembering that he had it. He looked a little worried
for a moment and then seeing her reaction, smiled once again.
"Well, it was a while ago." He grinned. "But as they used to
say, once you're a member you're one to the grave."
Up until a year and a half before, The Sharks had been once
of the roughest street gangs in this part of the city. It
wasn't that unusual for members to either graduate to the big
time, the state pen or the city morgue. There had been a
shooting involving a cop and even the other local hoods had
turned a blind eye as most of the gang members were hunted
down. Knowing that Johnny had been part of that seemed to
make Connie even more excited.
Feeling very flush, Connie pulled up next to Johnny once
again and cupped his balls in her hand. The fire in her eyes
was plainly visible. Johnny knew this was his chance to put
the stakes even higher.
"Connie, baby," He asked in his most
seductive tone. "Do you really love me?"
"Oh course I do," She said as she leaned forward and gave
him a quick kiss. "What kind of silly question is that?" She
laughed. "Would I be here like this if I didn't?"
"Well, I was just wondering...." He said hesitantly. "Seeing
as we're gonna, ... well you know..."
Connie nodded her assent, but looked a little confused. She
had already decided that tonight was going to be the night and
had told him so. So what in the world was he talking about?
"What I mean is...well I was wondering that maybe you'd want
to try that other thing we talked about." He continued. "You
know, the thing with the mouth...."
The words had hardly come out of Johnny's mouth when Connie
jumped up off the sofa and away from him. She was clearly
angry and grabbed her pile of clothes on the floor.
"Johnny Coravelli, how could you even ask me to do such a
thing!" She yelled as she stepped away with her clothes now
bundled up in her arms. "If that's the kind of thing you
really want, then you can go looking for one of those whore's
down by the docks!"
Both Connie and her girlfriends had agreed that putting a
man's cock in their mouth was the most disgusting thing that
they had ever heard of. Something that only the nastiest
prostitutes did. They'd no more consider doing it than their
boyfriends would think of putting their mouth between a girl's
legs.
"Connie, honey, wait!" Johnny called out as he leapt off the
couch after her. "I'm sorry, I got a little carried away!
Please don't go!"
The words were coming out of his mouth as fast as he could
think of them. He wasn't really aware of what he was saying.
Anything to keep her from getting dressed and walking out that
door. With his hands on both her shoulders, he began to
lightly stroke her arms and pour on the charm.
"Why should I stay?" Connie asked him as she looked into his
bright blue eyes.
Johnny looked deep into her eyes as well. He could see the
combination of lust and anger reflected there. It was like a
scale perfectly balanced on the edge. His next words could
cause her to go either way. He had to say the right thing or
loose her forever. She was that angry.
"I'll tell you why..." He said after taking a deep breath.
"Because next month, the Bluecoats are going to get an
audition with RCA. And if they sign us, and I really think
that they will. Then we'll be on our way. Then it'll be you
and me, right to the top. 1956 is going to be our year."
"Oh Johnny!" Connie gushed as she dropped the pile of
clothes and threw her arms around his neck. She covered his
face with kisses and kept telling him how much she loved him
and how happy she was going to make him. How she was going to
stand by him every step of the way and when he won that first
gold record she would be standing right next to him.
Returning her kisses and playing with her breasts, Johnny
considered trying again to get her to try it with her mouth.
He wanted it so badly. She was so excited that she might
change her mind. But he finally decided to take what he was
sure of getting. If he got that recording contract like he
was sure they would, then there was no way she could refuse
to try it then. If not, then there were sure to be lots of
other girls on the way to being a star.
"I want you Connie," Johnny panted. "I want to love you, I
want to love you right now."
"Oh yes, Johnny." Connie babbled on. "I want to love you
too. I want to be with you forever, I want to be with you
now!"
Ann Douglas
Ann Douglas
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