***As far as I can say, this is a true story as confessed to me by a male friend during a drunken game of Truth or Dare one lonely night at college when almost everybody else had gone home for the weekend. I changed any names and consider it a work of narrative non-fiction, a style popularized by Truman Capote. I have all of the main facts (positions, sensations, the word 'undulating', etc.) as described by my friend, I just wrote it down as a story and filled in the details using my own dirty mind. I hope it works.***
Her butt was soft yet firm, and the skin was smooth and felt like velvet under his warm hand. He imagined that it belonged to Annie, Christy, or Ruth, or maybe even his own girlfriend Maria, all of whom had been present before he was taken away and blindfolded ready for the fun.
He had taken his place on the bed and waited patiently for...how long had it been? Ten minutes? Fifteen? It had felt like such a long time until he heard the door open and several sets of footsteps made their way in before the bed moved as the other person - also blindfolded - had been led to it by the women.
He could hear the others take their place around the room to watch, but nobody spoke because speaking was forbidden and would work contrary to the thrill of having a mystery partner, and he could only imagine that it was Annie who was next to him. He hoped it was Annie, dark and exotic with high pouting breasts and perky, erect nipples that it was hell to watch somebody else from the group enjoying while he sat with the others.
He felt a hand on his arm, the hand was cold and it made him shiver slightly, but he turned towards it and took it in his own, then climbed further onto the bed to lay down, and felt his partner lay next to him.
He leaned forward and kissed her. She had soft, warm lips and as he pressed against them he opened her mouth slightly and pushed his tongue in a little way to massage against hers. She was wearing lip balm and it tasted of cherry.
His hand stroked her thigh and felt the curve of her hip which led to a nice stomach which felt like it could have been toned by regular work-outs. Annie had a toned body, he had watched it many times at the gym, envious of the bike saddle between her legs and of the foam grip handle in her hand. Right now he felt the hand touch his face and work through his hair onto the back of his head where it pulled him on top of her. He pressed his genitals against her leg and she moved it rhythmically from side to side, gently caressing it until it hardened and pressed into her now warmed skin firmly. His hand cupped her breast, it was soft and the nipple was soft at first but soon stood rigid under his palm.
Annie never had soft nipples, they always looked rigid, so he decided it must be Christy. Christy was fine too, it was all good.
He squeezed the nipple between his thumb and finger and heard her take a sharp breath that made him want to apologize, before realizing that he wasn't allowed to talk. He lowered his head and sucked the nipple, wrapping his lips around it and flicking it with his tongue before taking his lips off and licking it. It tasted of cherries now as well. Her hand stroked his hair and pulled his head against her soft breasts where he kissed his way along her chest between her nipples. His right hand caressed her stomach and navel and he traced the tidy line of pubic hair under his finger until it stopped and her soft skin began. He gently trailed his finger up and down along her pubic hair while he kissed and licked her softly undulating stomach, her skin burning hot now against his lips.
