Sharing Donna - Sex Stories

Sharing Donna

All this happened a long time ago when we were young, dumb and thought we were indestructible. It started like many another Saturday night. Donna and I were kicked back on the couch drinking wine and watching tv when Gary stopped by. His wife, Ann, did not approve of drug use and he was ready for a few lines before his evening out and about. I didn’t mind Gary stopping by because he always brought coke and Crown Royal and between the coke and the alcohol, Donna would be in the mood to fuck. I would have a good time tonight. Donna loved coke and handed Gary the mirror and razor blade.

This might be a good time to describe Donna. She was 22 at the time with short black hair framing her green eyes and full lips. 100 pounds were packed into a slim cheerleader’s 5’ frame. 32 DD breasts with excitable nipples were carried high on her chest. Donna was gorgeous.

Gary had brought Crown Royal as well as the coke. I made drinks while Gary ran out some lines. Donna’s eyes were fastened on the fat white lines. Her nipples hardened and thrust out against the thin tee shirt. Gary noticed also and gave me a wink; he knew how much Donna liked coke. The mirror made its way around the table and I made more drinks as Gary ran out more lines. Donna left to pee and Gary and I talked about his plans for the night. He was going to meet Angie; a long legged beauty that liked to have coke rubbed on her asshole before being butt fucked. Gary was talking about how much he enjoyed fucking Angie’s ...

... fine ass while spanking her when Donna returned. He did not notice and went into detail about tying her up and forcing his dick down her throat before he fucked her; alternating between her pussy and ass.

Donna smiled and left the room again. She soon returned with a large envelope and sat down. Gary slid the mirror in front of her and told her to help herself. Donna looked at me and tapped the envelope. I smiled and nodded back to her. She smiled at Gary and snorted all 3 lines. Gary frowned at her; put the coke in his pocket and finished his drink while saying that it was time for him to go.

Donna patted his arm and told him to wait a little while because she had something to show him. She opened the envelope and slid photographs, one at a time, in front of Gary. He had an “oh shit” moment as he realized that the pictures were of Donna in lingerie and various stages of undress. His expression changed from a frown to a smile as he carefully studied each photograph as it was put in front of him. The photos showed Donna in red or black or white lingerie that would have done Victoria’s Secret proud. There was a series in which Donna was stripping; first exposing her breasts and then her ass and finally her hairless cunt. Other pictures had Donna cupping her breasts and stretching out her pink nipples. Still others put her bald pussy on display with her fingers holding the lips open exposing the wetness within.

Gary had not said a word other than “damn” during the whole ...