Chrissie's POV -- 9th September 1986 -- Binghamton
I awake to the sound of birds chirping and pecking at the window, The crack of light skimming through the curtains, hitting a spot on the wall. I wriggle around a little, sighing with satisfaction as I still feel his warm body pressed against me, his arm draped over me. His light snoozes and groans hitting my ear, sending tingles through my body. I grind my hips against him, my breath hitching when I feel his rock hard length rub against me, I couldn't help but feel a little turned on.
His snoozing comes to a halt and is replaced by yawns and groans. His hand starts wandering over my body "Mmmm....Mornin babe" Leaning in and kissing my neck, lightly sucking on my tender skin as he pulls away. "Morning.." My voice a mere whisper, I begin enticing him with my hips as I grind against his rock hard length just a little so he doesn't notice straight away but enough to turn him on. His hand fondles my breast, tweaking my sensitive nipple between his fingers, my breathing getting heavier with each passing moment.
He leans in again, nibbling and sucking on my neck, muffled groans slipping from his lips. A moan escapes my mouth when he sucks harder, deepening the pleasure with each swipe of his tongue. His breath hitches when I reach round and start rubbing his throbbing cock, grasping it in my hand and pumping it slowly, he quickly grabs my wrist and pulls it away. With his other arm he wraps it around both my hands so I can't move them anywhere. While the free hand, slips between the back of my thighs, gently squeezing his fingers between my soaking folds. Rubbing circles round my sensitive clit with his velvet tips. A deep moan slips from my lips as the sensation runs through my body.
He begins torturing me with pleasure when he takes my clit between his finger tips, tweaking it and rubbing it. "Oh My----God" A yelp echoes through the room which he snickers at. "You like that baby" his whispers tickling my skin "Yeahh...Oh fuck" whining through the pleasure, while my hips are grinding against his pulsating vein. I scream out as he delves his fingers inside my tight entrance. Thrusting inside at an achingly slow pace, torturing and teasing me with immense pleasure. "Jonn....Oh My God" part of me wants to wriggle free as it's so intense but the rest of me wants to lay back and enjoy it. I thrust down on his fingers in sync with him thrusting inside, soon becoming a moaning mess in his arms.
He let's go of my hands and begins tweaking my nipple whilst thrusting his fingers deeper inside my pussy, still at an achingly slow pace. I reach my hand back over my head and ball his hair up into my fist and let out a scream "FUCKK ME JONNY" it was so loud I'm pretty sure the whole band probably heard but I didn't really care. I gasp as he pulls his fingers out, sucking the juices off each of them "Mmmm....So fucking sweet" His lips smacking as he savours the flavour.
He gently pumps himself for a moment while sucking on my neck until he's rock hard. He pushes me forward a little and slides his cock between my soaking folds from behind, I gasp out aloud as he plunges himself deep inside my pussy at an achingly slow pace. Arching my back and leaning my head against his shoulder while his head leans over me to see my face, grasping my breast with his hand. He starts thrusting slowly, filling me up with his length, his husky groans filling the air. He grips my hip with his hand, slamming into my wet hole "So...Fuckin Tight" struggling with his words while he moans above me.
"Oh fuck.....Jon" my mouth completely agape with loud moans and intense pleasure. He leans down for a sloppy open mouthed kiss, his tongue sliding over mine, filling up his mouth with muffled moans. He continues at the same torturous pace, running his hand all over my body, sending tingles right down to my toes. A throaty moan bursts from his lips as the immense pleasure surrounds us both. Our bodies heating up, our breaths deeper and louder with each thrust. I reach my hand round to grip his back, digging my nails in, needing to take it out on something, he growls through the pain "Fuck....Chrissie".
I can feel my release nearing as I scream out "Jonny......Feels so goood", "Mmmm....So beautiful" whispering as he leans in to kiss me, peppering kisses down my neck "I think.....I'm gonna cum" gasping out, my breath shaky. He growls a little and turns me over on my front, lifting me into the doggy position. He starts slamming into me, getting faster and harder each time, gripping my waist like a vice so he has something to hold on to "You gonna cum for me honey". The pleasure becomes too much making me squeal as I squeeze the pillow in my fist. After a short while I scream out his name along with various moans and curses as my walls tighten around his cock, releasing my orgasm all over him. He whimpers and moans when he feels me tighten around him, his thrusts getting sloppy as he blows his thick load deep inside me "Oh Fu--Fuck......Shit......yeahh" deep husky moans sound through the room as he rides out his orgasm.
Once we're both down from our highs, we both collapse back down on the bed, our breaths shaky and a sheen of sweat on our bodies. "Holy....shit" my voice all shaky as I turn to look at him "Yeahh....Holy.....shit" His voice coming out as deep breaths. "I think New York might have heard us" bursting out laughing as I think of how loud we were. "I'm not surprised....You screamed the hotel down honey" snickering at me. I scoff as I slap his stomach "Do you blame me? It was soo.." I was cut off when he blurted out "Intense?" with a smirk on his lips. "Yeahh.....How did you do that?" my mouth falling open in shock "Don't go tellin everyone honey, You'll ruin my reputation" His smirk not budging an inch. I look at him with a confused expression "What do ya mean?", "I've been telling every interviewer that asks about my sex life that I'm hung like a second grader" giggling through his words. I couldn't help but burst out laughing "Do you really?" scrunching my face up as the laughter becomes too much. "Yeah..." Nodding with his brows raised "Nobodies gonna believe that for one second Jon" cocking my brow at him. He shrugs, giggling a little "Well I ain't gonna give em a chance to find out and neither are you" leaning over to peck my lips "Don't worry, your secrets safe with me" throwing my arms around his neck.
He rolls us over on the bed until he's on top of me, leaving me giggling underneath him. He slowly brushes his knuckles across my cheek while pecking my lips "So beautiful..." whispering softly to me as his eyes roll over my features. We lay there for a little while, my head resting on his chest with his arms around me "What time do you need to be at sound check?" using my fingers to draw circles in his chest hair "About 4". I was just about to open my mouth again when the door burst open and Richie strutting in with a grin on his face. I let out a loud scream and leaned down to yank the blanket up over my head. "What the fuck Rich?" Jon exclaiming in frustration "Sorry man...We have an interview to get to...I waited until you were finished" Richie holding his arms up in defence but his grin didn't budge. Jon growled in frustration "Ughh...What time is it?", "It's 10, interviews at 10.30" Richie clapping his hands together before turning round and leaving. I could feel the blanket moving down my face "Sorry about that, you alright?" caressing my arm to calm me "Yeah...I just wasn't expecting it" A breathy laugh slipped from my lips, he smiled down at me "Yeah neither was I" He quickly pecked me on the forehead "I better get ready.....I'll probably be back around 12" I nod with a smile.
While the band is away for their interview, I decided to shower then get ready, I threw on a mini leather skirt, tights and band t-shirt and wrapped my bandana round my curly locks, I finished it off with a little makeup and perfume and made sure to take my pill. Once I was ready I went in Richie's room to see Lizzie "Hey Liz, watcha doin?" jumping onto the bed next to her "Nothin really....Umm...so we heard you guys this morning" wiggling her eyebrows at me with a beaming smile, I couldn't help but turn a little red "Yeah I figured the whole band heard", "You goin to the show tonight?" resting my head in my hand "Yeah, Rich asked me to go" smiling to herself while she plays with strands of her hair "So how's things goin with him anyhow?" swinging my legs in boredom "It's going great, he's a really nice guy" nodding enthusiastically "That's good, Richie's great...." I trail off as I jump off the bed to turn the radio on, turning it up full blast "Hey....Let's have some fun". The bouncy notes of Adam Ant-Goody Two Shoes echoing through the room, it's up so loud I'm sure the band will hear it coming out the elevator. We figured we might as well have some fun while they're out so we ordered a bunch of pizzas seeing they'll be back soon and most likely hungry.
Jon's POV
We all fell out the elevator one by one, we immediately looked at each other. We could hear blaring music bouncing off the walls. "What's that?" Dave quizzing cautiously "That would be music Dave" Richie responding sarcastically with a grin "It's comin from my room" he adds. The music getting louder with each step down the hall. We get to the door, slowly opening it, uncertain of what we were going to see. We peered inside, the steaming hot aroma of pizza hitting our noses, laughter echoing over the blaring music. We saw Chrissie and Lizzie dancing around the room while stuffing pizzas in their mouths, it was nice to see Chrissie having fun. "Hey, we invited to this party?" Richie shouting out over the music, both their heads whip round to see us standing at the door "Hmm what do ya think Chrissie, should we let them in?" A smirk raising Lizzie's Lips, Chrissie stood silently for a moment, straight faced before bursting out laughing "Get in here....we ordered you guy's pizza" pointing to the pizza boxes piled onto the bed. We all chased each other into the room, trying to get to the pizza boxes, our tongues dragging along the floor. We sat in silence, the only sound was the smacking of our lips while we devoured our pizza's. "Thanks for this babe" smiling at her before leaning in to peck her on the lips. "Yeah, we were starved" Richie and Dave exclaiming in delight "Who's idea was this anyhow?" Richie quizzing, pointing between Lizzie and Chrissie "Don't look at me, it was all Chrissie's idea" Lizzie shrugging before looking to Chrissie "Geez Chrissie you're just as bad as Jonny for turning your music up loud" Dave laughing while he chomps down his last slice, Chrissie joined in with a laugh followed by the rest of us. We spent the rest of the time jamming together and singing the rolling stones. Before we knew it it was time to head off to sound check, we decided to bring Chrissie and Lizzie as we won't be back to the hotel until after the show.
Chrissie's POV
We arrived at the venue, we were all waiting in the dressing room. The band usually went on to sound check last seeing they were supporting 38 special. Lizzie and I were just chatting away together, we didn't want to bother the guys too much. "So you're going on the whole tour with them?" Lizzie questioning me with raised brows "Yeah...I'm actually pretty excited" my excitement bursting through my smile "Well you'll have to call me when you get a chance and let me know how everything's going". We were snapped from our conversation for a moment when Jon shouted across the room to me "We're headin on now Chris...", "Alright....Have fun" waving him out the door followed closely by the band. "Why don't you go with them?" Lizzie nudging me in the arm "Are you kidding, they'd all kill me" cocking an eyebrow at her as if her suggestion was crazy "How come?" shrugging as if she didn't know "You know they don't like anyone there and I don't want him to get sick of me before the tour is finished" laughing slightly through my words "He'd never get sick of you Chris, you guys have been together forever" Her voice low, leaning her head towards me while she speaks.
The next few hours went by so slowly for us but the band were practically bouncing off the ceiling when it was nearly time for them to go on. I watched Jon get ready, he had his yellow slippery vest, leather pants, trainers and hat on, but I couldn't help but feel like something was missing. He came over, giving me a twirl "How do I look?" holding his arms out as he came to a stop, I twisted my face a little, rubbing my chin "I dunno...something's.....missing", he swiftly looked down at his outfit "What? What is it?" I gasped so loud as suddenly a brilliant idea flew into my head "Don't you move a muscle" pointing to him with a serious glare before darting out the room. I wasn't gone long, when I got back, he was still standing in the same spot, he hadn't actually moved, it was rather sweet. I ran round him so I was facing him, my hands tucked behind my back "What ya got there honey?" leaning from side to side, trying to peek behind me "Close you're eyes.." raising my brows at him with a beaming smile. He huffed a little but gave in, shutting his eyes and folding his arms like a teenager getting told off. I brought my hands round to the front of me, I look down at the American flag sitting in my hands. I unfold it, watching the material drop to the floor, throwing it behind him and wrapping the strings round his neck, giving his shoulders a pat down when finished. "There....Thats better.....you can open your eyes now" giving him a big smile when his eyes open, a sceptical look on his face. He slowly walked to the mirror on the door, looking at his image staring back at him "Captain Kidd needs a cape right?" folding my arms while I watch him. A Cheshire cat smile stretched across his face as he twirled around in the mirror, watching the flag wave around "That's great....I wore it on the last tour, just forgot about it". He turned around, his eyes meeting mine "You comin up to watch the show?" , "Hell yeah....I wanna see you kick some ass" throwing my fists up in humour "Actually that's why nobody likes us openin for em..." trailing off as his laughter echoes through the room.
Once they were all ready, we all made our way to the stage, "You ladies just sit here, you'll have a perfect view of the stage" Jon ushering Lizzie and I to the side of the stage but out of sight. We sat down on some big storage boxes and cracked open some beers. I watched Jon as he pumped himself up, he was nearly bouncing off the walls as he danced around, waving his fists about as if he were a boxer preparing for a fight. We could hear Dave's signature intro vibrating through the building, bringing the concert to life. The deafening screams of the fans sounding like a wave of thunder striking the building. Jon, Richie and Alec make their way to the stage as the lights all turn on. Suddenly the shredding of guitars and base electrifying the stage, the fans are going crazy when 'Raise your hands" opens the gig. He blazed through the first two songs, tearing up the stage like a blizzard. He stopped after the second song to say a few words "Well we got this brand new album out...and it's called SLIPPERY WHEN WET" His husky voice echoing through the speakers causing waves of screams through the audience "And this is the first song off that album and this is something that......you guys have made the number 1 most requested song in all of America.......and It's called 'You Give Love A Bad Name' Baby" The screams were so loud I thought my eardrums would burst, all of a sudden the opening lyrics of the song blasted through the building "SHOT THROUGH THE HEART AND YOUR TO BLAME...". He grabbed his mic, spinning and running all over the stage, his fluffy lion mane flowing down by his face. He reached his hand out to the fans as he walked along the edge of the stage, sending them overboard. After Bad Name he stopped to talk again, they loved interacting with their fans as much as possible, it's what made their performance different. "How you doin so far, Okay?" The deafening wave of screams sounded as they heard his voice "This is another song off the new album......Can you say 'LET IT ROCK'!!" The fans shouted the lyrics back to him "LET IT ROCK!!" They continued shouting the lyrics back and forth until they started the song, the whole place was bouncing, the music oozing from the building. Richie shredding out his chords on the guitar while Jon raced all over the stage, not leaving a single thing untouched. They blasted through the next few songs 'In and Out of love', 'Runaway' and last of all 'Get Ready' with a few new songs from different artists, just to shake things up abit. Lizzie and I were fairly tipsy by the time the show ended. Soon enough we heard the pounding footsteps followed by laughter echoing through the walls. The whole band came bounding over to us, like children in Disneyland.
Jon's POV
The closer we get to Lizzie and Chrissie we can see them swaying from side to side, they have their own audience of empty beer bottles surrounding them. "You ladies enjoy the show?" Richie quizzing with a huge grin, his gaze switching between Chrissie and Liz "Yeah you guys were amazing" Chrissie exclaiming with excitement "You guys are so cool" Lizzie slurring through her words slightly. "Come on let's get outta here, go to a bar?" My gaze falling to the band "Yeah, I could use a drink" Dave patting me on the shoulder, A big smile raising his lips "Come on ladies, let's go" Richie reaching his hands out to help Lizzie off the storage box while I help Chrissie off. The seven of us arrived at the bar "What do ya want darlin?" caressing Chrissie's back while she glances over her options "Hmmm....Rum and Coke please" A gentle laugh escapes my lips "I'm starting to think that's your favourite drink" She shrugs a little, giggled bursting from her mouth "Maybe....I don't really know any other drink", "how bout I get ya different drink to try?" She nodded enthusiastically. After we all got our drinks, we all sat round a table, just as the music was coming on. Aerosmith-Sweet Emotion blaring through the speakers, Chrissie looks over to me curiously "So Hows Steve doin these days?", "Oh he's doing great, they're on tour at the moment actually" chugging my beer through my words "That's great...." smiling up at me, her eyes widening with excitement "He's wild, but he's a real nice guy, I've come to realise that the bigger the artist, the nicer they are so we try to be like that too" nodding to her "You are like that, trust me" lightly squeezing my hand with an encouraging smile.
We were all having a fun time, chatting away, laughing together and drinking. All of a sudden Lizzie elicited a loud gasp, it all silenced as our attention was on her, then the echo of Elvis Presley-Jailhouse Rock vibrated through the building. She immediately looked over to Chrissie "Come on Chris, Let's Dance, you know I love Elvis" Chrissie huffed a little and rolled her eyes, I think she was just enjoying having a drink "Alright..." her tone hesitant and unenthusiastic. Chrissie had to squeeze past me as she was in the corner, having to shuffle across my lap. Lizzie grasped her wrist, dragging her like a ragdoll to the dance floor. They interlocked their fingers together, spinning and twirling round each other as the vocals electrify the dance floor. "Man you got you're hands full with that one Rich" Dave laughing while he spat his words out "Shut up man" laughing in response "Why didn't she ask you to dance?" Dave nudging Richie abruptly "Dave, you know I can't dance real good and I certainly can't dance like that" pointing towards the girls, his eyes popping out his head in awe. We look over to them, they were literally ripping up the dance floor, I'm surprised they didn't set it on fire. The song quickly transitioned into Poison-Talk Dirty to me. They instantly started jumping in excitement to the song before swaying their hips and waving their arms around above their heads. We couldn't stop watching them "Ahhh....Is it weird that this is kinda turnin me on?" Richie laughing through his words, the rest of us just burst out laughing at him "It's like bein in the strip bar" Dave exclaiming in excitement "Only with more clothes on" Alec suggesting through chugs of his beer. The girls came trotting back over to the table when the song finished, beaming smiles on their faces. Chrissie shuffled back in, straddling my lap as she climbed over me. "You looked like you had fun" leaning in as I question her "Yeah, we did" nodding, slightly out of breath off dancing. After a long night of drinking, we all made our way back to the hotel, completely out of our minds drunk. I actually ended up almost carrying Chrissie to the room, I was holding most of her weight up. When we got in the room, she fell onto the bed, passing out nearly straight away. I stripped off her clothes, slipping on one of my t-shirts so she's more comfortable. I took off my clothes, just leaving my boxers on and I was that gone, I drifted off to sleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.