Watch And See – The Chronicles Of Donna, Part One
The winter air was frigid on her neck as she hurried past the row of streetlamps casting weak yellow circles on the icy asphalt. Donna hated working the night shift, but until she earned her degree, she was stuck making her living as a cocktail waitress. She really didn't mind the work, it gave her mind a break from the computer classes that seemed to take all of her concentration. The tips were great. Often, she'd come home on a Friday or Saturday night with over two hundred dollars in her purse, and feet so tired they ached.
She slid into the driver's seat of her 10 year old Fiat and prayed as she turned the key in the ignition, hoping the little Italian excuse for a car would actually start. When the engine caught, she breathed out softly...watching her breath frost in the weak light. With the radio turned up, and the heater blasting, she reversed out of her parking space and made her way to the two bedroom apartment she shared with her classmate Lisa. She was almost thawed out as she pulled up to her parking space and found someone else's car parked half in, and half out of the lines. She swore a rather un-ladylike curse when she saw the expensive sportscar, and went to park in the visitor's parking.
Her mood was not much improved as she opened the apartment door and saw a trail of women's clothes scattered across the living-room. Lisa was a sweetheart, but sometimes Donna was hard pressed not to shriek at her like an old fishwife when she saw the condition of the apartment after working a 6 hour shift on her feet. She started to pick up the clothes, but she decided the hell with it, Lisa could pick up after her own damn self.
Donna moved tiredly into her bedroom, and was immediately soothed by the cool blues and soft peach colors that might have overwhelmed her if not for the oversized bed with the snowy white down comforter and crisp blue pillows. She stripped down to her bra and panties, and lay full out on the comfortable bed, letting her body relax fully as her mind wound down from the evening's hectic pace. She must have fallen asleep, because the next thing she became aware of was her roommate's muffled scream. She leapt up from her bed and stumbled to the doorway, heart pounding fast in her chest as she raced for Lisa's door. Her hand was just turning the knob, when she heard the unmistakable moans of a woman and man engaged in sexual play. It was too late to stop the momentum of her hand and the door opened slightly. Donna started to pull the door closed, but for some reason her body refused the demands of her mind, and her eyes went to the bed in one corner of Lisa's messy bedroom.
She watched with a thudding heart as the man (she couldn't see his face) was poised over the wildly squirming Lisa, his erect cock hovering over her belly...the veins standing out on his arms as he teased her with the dark red tip, drawing it slowly over her tight stomach. Donna felt her body flame as she watched the way her roommate's eyes followed every movement her partner made, greediness shining in their hazel depths, and her tongue peeking out from between kiss-swollen lips. The man straddled Lisa's tummy...his cock level with her pebble-hard nipples. Lisa raised her head and reached for the bulbous head, her tongue making contact with the drop of pre-cum already shining at the slit.
"Oh yes..." The man's voice sent shockwaves through her body. Butter soft and lightly accented...just enough to send a warm surge of excitement to Donna's groin. She could feel the crotch of her panties getting moister by the moment as she watched. She never considered herself a voyeur, but this...this was definitely turning her on. He surged his hips – sending the head of his cock deep into Lisa's frantically clinging mouth.
Donna was breathed fast and shallow in the doorway, her knees trembling with desire as Lisa curled one slender hand around the base of his thickness and squeezed. When Lisa's other hand crept toward her pussy and slipped two fire-engine red fingernails between her puffy lips, Donna sank slowly to the carpeting outside the door, and spread her own legs.
Just as Donna's fingers slipped into her panties and separated the folds of her pussy, she looked up and caught Lisa's eye. Lisa was watching her through the crack of the door, and from the smoky look in her eyes, Donna knew she was excited by her audience. Donna's fingers pulled quickly from her panties and a deep blush stained her cheeks at being caught watching.
She scrambled up and quickly returned to her bedroom. She was wildly excited and embarrassed at the same time. She laid back down on her bed, and lifted her breasts over the top of her bra cups...the tight material lifting them high and giving her lips access to their rosy peaks. Her tongue flicked out and reached for her nipple as long fingers reached into her nightstand drawer, and pulled out her vibrator. It had a stainless steel shaft and variable power settings...from a low throbbing hum, to a highly intense vibration. She set the vibe to low, and gently slid the smooth shaft through the lips of her pussy, feeling the throb deep in her belly. Donna moaned deep in her throat as the pulse neared her sensitive clit, but she pulled it back before making contact. She knew that as stimulated as she was, it would only take a little bit to send her over the edge.
By this time, the crotch of her panties was soaked through, but Donna left them on, enjoying the feel of wet silk brushing her pubic hair. She pulled the elastic farther away from her opening, leaving it exposed to the cool air as she slipped the tip of the vibe into her hole. She shuddered as the cold metal entered her warm cavity and slid easily in the slippery wetness. She twisted her wrist, and the vibration turned up a notch. Her knees drew up and she gave a savage thrust...burying the now pulsing vibe to its hilt. Her head arched back as she began to pump her silver cock in and out of her steamy cunt. She no longer cared about her moans, she expected the other couple was too busy to even hear her.
She felt it building...that all consuming fire that would flash from her pussy clear out to the tips of her fingers. Her leg muscles locked and her back arched several inches from the surface of the bed. She was cumming, and there was no stopping the lightning as her body bucked and writhed in pleasure.
"God, that's sexy." The voice was ragged, and very male. Her eyes flew open to see Lisa and her incredibly handsome partner standing in her open doorway. Both were nude, and the man's cock was so hard it was standing away from his body, twitching as he watched Donna cum.
For a moment, Donna wanted to grab a robe and cover her wide open body...but the naked lust in Lisa and her partner's face forbade it. So instead, she slowly pulled the slick vibrator out of her pussy, and brought it to her lips. Her eyes traveled back and forth between the two sexy young people, watching their reactions as she slipped the musky vibrator into her mouth.