I could believe that it was happening since it was written up in more than one part3
by Porn Review BlogIt was *really* hard to believe that Donna would be involved with anyone.
Especially Sherry: Donna was a senior! “You don’t believe me, do you,” said
Sherry. “Are you going to say something?” she added.
“I… Donna?”
“Yes. Listen: look at this.” She went to her dresser and looked through the
drawer. “You can’t tell *anyone* about this: especially *Donna*.” She brought
over a snapshot. I stared at it. It was Donna, lying on a bed. Sherry’s bed, I
realized: it was her bedspread. Donna was up on her elbows, smiling at the
camera. And she wasn’t wearing anything but underpants!
“You didn’t believe me, did you?” she went on. “She’s really something: a real
wildcat once you get underneath that reserved exterior. I wonder if *you’re*
like that?” She paused. “I’ll bet you are. If I weren’t involved with Donna,
well we didn’t really promise each other anything, she’s actually straight and
some guy’ll find out what she’s *really* like some day and…”
She didn’t finish, but finally started again. “But I’d feel funny having *two*
relationships with women at the same time, and I’m sure she’d, well, not feel
good about it…”
I was still staring at the snapshot. Donna, lying there like that. Donna was
*doing* what I only *thought about*. With Sherry who was two years younger than
her! Sherry had stopped talking and I glanced up at her. She was watching me.
She smiled when I looked at her. “Can’t believe she’d pose like that, can you?”
she finally said. “You’re really interested in this, aren’t you?”
“I’m sorry…” I started. I felt so nosey.
She got a far-away look on her face. “You’d be good, I *know* it.” she finally
said, looking back at me. “You know, we could, maybe, just one time…” She
started approaching me. I *knew*. She looked calm, first a fleeting smile, then
just a concerned look on her face. I was sitting on her bed and she sat down
next to me and took the snapshot out of my hands. I knew what was coming. I
certainly hadn’t expected things to go like *this*. Me and Sherry? She smiled.
She hadn’t touched me yet. “Relax,” she said, “I’ll just massage your
shoulders.” She was behind me, quickly, but smoothly and her hands were on the
side of my neck. She was actually touching me! With sexual intent! I’m sure I
was as stiff as a statue. She giggled a little. “Don’t worry, we won’t get into
the whips and chains *this* time.”
I *knew* she was joking. I *must* have known. “You didn’t *believe* me, did
you?” she finally said, laughing. “But listen, we *have* tried *this*.” She’d
hopped up and was in her drawer again. She held up a pair of handcuffs!
I stared. Donna Strickland playing with handcuffs with Sherry! What did they
do? Did Sherry handcuff her? In a moment, she was sitting behind me again, once
again working on my neck. “Wondering about pretty little Donna?” she finally
said. “You’d be surprised…”
“Listen, I don’t know about this…” I finally said, finding my voice.
“I said, *relax*,” she returned. She didn’t stop. “*You* wanted to try it, and
you *know* that nervous as you are, you’ll be just as nervous another time.” She
was good with my neck. And my shoulders. Then her hands were holding my
shoulders, gently but firmly and she kissed the back of my neck. No one had ever
kissed me there before. For some reason, I thought about her kissing Donna like
that. Seducing Donna like that their first time.
And that was the beginning of it. Last night, I sat leaning against the wall at
the head of Sherry’s bed. Between my legs sat Donna, leaning back against me,
her back against my body. We were both completely naked and I had my hands
around her, holding her around the waist. No, not on her breasts. I felt a
momentary shaking of her body with nervousness and anticipation. She held he
breath. It was so amazing to be holding Donna like that. Our bodies pressed
together. Sherry stood in front of us, wearing just her bra and underpants. She
smiled at us. She was holding the handcuffs. She climbed onto the bed, right in
front of Donna, who watched her approach. Donna’s body trembled.