Kelly Taylor had a plan.
It was a bold plan, provocative, perhaps even a little
dangerous. What had started as a notion only a week ago
had become an increasingly daring idea. Another day of
rumination, and the idea had become an objective. A
fretful night’s sleep allowed her further consideration,
and by the next morning the objective had spurned a
course of action.
Now that Kelly thought about it, she’d spent the better
part of the past seven days planning to get her best
friend into bed.
The genesis of the plan had been a phone call from Donna
the day after graduation. Sobbing, sniffling, blubbering
like a little girl, Donna had related the particulars of
her first sexual encounter the night before.
Kelly knew what an important step that had been for Donna
to take. The frail young twenty-two year old had clung to
her virginity like a security blanket, insisting that
premarital intercourse was out of the question for
religious, moral and personal reasons. But increasing
pressure from her boyfriend David, society in general,
and her own burgeoning sexuality had prompted her to
reevaluate that stance.
Finally, Donna had come to a decision. The old gang from
West Beverly High School was now graduation from College.
They were adults. Life was changing, and Donna decided
that if life was changing all around her she needed to
change with it. That night after the big graduation
party, Donna welcomed David Silver into her bed.
But the experience was not everything she had hoped it
would be.
Kelly smiled fondly as she recalled the conversation,
thinking at the time that no one’s first experience was
what they’d hoped it would be, at least no one she knew.
It was usually clumsy, awkward, with hands fumbling in
the darkness as they tried to figure out what went where.
Maybe it was an important learning experience, a
necessary hurdle on the road to sexual maturity.
Still, Kelly couldn’t help thinking that Donna had gotten
a raw deal. It wasn’t like Donna was fourteen and still
trying to figure out what her clitoris was for. Despite
the thriving fuck-happy society around her, Donna had
resisted temptation. Her decision to make love, as
opposed to just having sex, Kelly noted- had been made
only after careful consideration. She had weighed the
pros and cons, sought advice from those she trusted most,
then reached a conclusion… it was time. It was a
decision based on equal amounts of logic, reason and
sexual desire. It was very a mature decision. And by the
next morning she was already regretting it.
Kelly knew there were a number of reasons for that, but
only one seared into her brain like a branding iron-
Donna had offered David the blossoming flower that was
her virginity and he’d trampled on it.
Just thinking about it churned Kelly’s stomach. After
waiting so long, Donna deserved more than the patented
David Silver stick-your-cock-in-it approach to sex. It
had been crude, self-serving, and offensive enough to
make Donna reconsider whether she would ever have sex
again.
And so Kelly came to a decision of her own. She would not
allow Donna to recoil into the fetal position after one
bad sexual experience. She’d taken an important step,
opening the door to a new and exciting world. Her first
glimpse into that world had revealed the worst it had to
offer, but that was only a sliver of what existed through
that door. Kelly was determined to show Donna what sex
could be when done right.
Kelly casually glanced around her suite at the Beverly
Palm Hotel, nodding in approval as she took in the
luxurious surroundings. The room had cost her five
hundred and fifty dollars… four hundred and fifty for
the room, the standard rate for one night, and another
hundred slipped to the concierge for giving her the room
after insisting once on the phone and then again in
person that the hotel was booked solid for the next few
weeks.
It was worth, Kelly decided. She wanted everything to be
perfect… no, she wanted it to be more than perfect. She
wanted her liaison with Donna to be surreal, like
something plucked from a dream you never can remember but
are certain once existed. It was a fantasy, a fairy tale.
Donna was a fair maiden, a damsel in distress, and Kelly
wanted -needed- to rescue you her from the clutches of
the evil villain called sexual repression.
A knock on the door coaxed Kelly out of her reverie. She
fought down a surge of apprehension, adjusted the bottle
of Dom Perignon chilling in an ice bucket nearby, fixed
her hair, smacked her lips, and toyed with the pleats of
her new dress all in the space of a heartbeat. Once the
door opened there was no turning back. Even if Donna
declined the offer, Kelly’s intentions would have been
made public. Their friendship would be changed -perhaps
ruined-forever.
Stealing a breath, Kelly opened the door.
Donna was standing in the corridor looking gorgeous, as
usual. Her once blond hair was now reddish brown and her
eyes twinkled even though it was obvious that she’d spent
the better part of the day crying.
“Donna,” Kelly smiled. She welcomed the timid little
creature into her hotel suite with open arms. “I’m so
glad you could make it.”
Donna stepped inside. “Thanks for inviting me. I needed
to get out of the house.” She looked around, whistling
softly as the full splendor of the suite finally sunk in.
“Oh, Kelly… this is incredible!”
“Well, Donna, sometimes you just have to treat yourself
to the finer things in life,” Kelly said. “Champagne?”
Donna nodded. “Sure, why not?”
Kelly poured two glasses of champagne, keeping an eye on
Donna as she wandered around the hotel suite. “There’s a
Jacuzzi in the bathroom. It looks very inviting.”
“How long do you have the room?”
“Just for tonight,” Kelly said. She handed Donna a glass
of champagne. “Here you go. And, if I may, I’d like to
propose a toast. To… possibilities.”
“To possibilities,” Donna smiled. “I like that.”
They clinked glasses and sipped their champagne.
“Ooh,” Donna gasped. “That’s… lethal.”
Kelly laughed. “It should be for two hundred dollars a
bottle. Maybe we should sit down.” She gestured to the
sofa and Donna accepted the invitation, obviously unaware
of what was approaching on the horizon.
“So,” Kelly began. “How are you? You know, about… that.
How are you, Donna?”
Donna smiled sheepishly. “I’m better. I only break into
tears every hour or so, instead of the continuous
sobbing.”
“And David?”
Donna sighed. “David has been very understanding. He
knows I just need some time to sort things out. I can’t
say that he’s happy about it, but I have to do things my
way…” Her voice trailed off as tears welled up in her
eyes. Her lip stiffened, an admirable gesture, but her
attempts at scrounging up a bit of resolve were futile.
She began to cry softly, slumping her shoulders in
defeat.
“Donna,” Kelly said lovingly. She took the trembling
young woman into her arms and held her, comforted by the
way Donna relaxed in her embrace.
“I’m so confused, ” Donna sobbed. She pulled back, gazing
deeply into her best friend’s reassuring eyes. “Kelly,
it… it hurt so much. I wanted to enjoy it, I did. Why
couldn’t I enjoy it? It was so important to him… to
me… to us. But all I remember is him on top of me, and
then the pain started when he… when he…”
“It’s alright,” Kelly assured her. “You don’t have to say
another word about it.”
“Oh, Kelly,” Donna sighed. “What’s wrong with me?”
“Nothing I can’t help you with, ” Kelly whispered. She’d
wanted to give Donna a chance to settle in and get
comfortable before making her intentions clear. A little
more champagne, perhaps some room service. But Kelly knew
she had to take the opportunity when it presented
itself… and it had.
Kelly placed a hand on Donna’s face, stroking her cheek
with the flat of her thumb, feeling the wetness of her
tears as she brushed them away. Donna stared back at her
with a mixture of surprise and terror. It pained Kelly to
see the frightened look in Donna’s eyes, but she knew she
had to continue. Slowly, she leaned forward, seeking out
Donna’s lips and finding them with her own. The kiss was
gentle at first, almost devoid of passion.
Kelly could feel the tension, the resistance. But Donna
didn’t exactly pull away, either. As the kiss deepened,
Kelly summoned every ounce of feeling she could muster,
opening her mouth as if to consume Donna whole. It took a
moment, but Donna finally responded. Her body went lax
and her mouth opened wide to accept the new sensations.
Kelly held onto her for a few moments longer before
finally breaking the kiss.
“Donna,” Kelly said with a sureness in her voice that she
didn’t quite feel. “I have to tell you something. I
planned this. I planned this whole evening. I want to
make love to you, Donna. Please… don’t be scared away.
I’m not trying to take advantage of you. Sex can be a
beautiful, even spiritual, experience. Let me show you,
Donna. Before you make up your mind about sex let me show
you how wonderful it can be.”
Kelly searched the other woman’s eyes for a response, and
to her surprise it wasn’t long in coming.
“I’d like that,” Donna whispered. “I’d like that a lot.”
Kelly took Donna by the hand and led her to the bedroom.
Not knowing if she could get Donna this far, Kelly had
kept the preparations to a minimum. In the end such
things were superfluous, creating distractions not
ambience. Only one thing mattered now, and the fewer
distractions the better.
Kelly turned to face Donna, staring into her deep, dark
eyes as if seeing her for the first time. In a way she
was. An old friend was becoming a new lover. They were
about to share something very special, and Kelly had to
admit she liked seeing Donna in this new light.
“I won’t hurt you,” Kelly whispered.
Donna nodded. “I know.”
Kelly sought out Donna’s lips, finding none of the
resistance she had encountered when she’d kissed her best
friend for the first time. Instead, she found a growing
passion, an eagerness. Donna’s willingness gave Kelly new
confidence in her chosen course of action. She slid her
hands down Donna’s back, pulling her dress up past her
hips so she could massage her firm bottom.
Donna’s quiet sigh of pleasure was barely able to escape
her lips as Kelly continued to kiss her best friend while
allowing her hands to wandered aimlessly over the less
experienced body. She moved up her arms, around her
shoulders, making sure no part of Donna’s body went
unexplored.
Repeatedly, Kelly told herself that this was for Donna’s
benefit and not her own. As long Donna learned the
pleasures of sexual intercourse, Kelly would be satisfied
and consider the evening well spent. Yet she couldn’t
help being turned on as she cupped Donna’s breast in her
hand and began to grope the supple mounds of flesh
through the thin fabric of her dress.
“Mmm,” Donna moaned. “That feels really nice.”
Encouraged thus far, Kelly continued massaging Donna’s
breasts while exploring the other woman’s mouth with her
tongue. Having done nothing else but kiss and grope,
Donna had apparently learned to get the most from the
experience. Kelly found herself succumbing to the embrace
as Donna’s tongue swirled around her own in a furious
battle of wits. Oh, what Donna could do with that tongue
if she would only be patient!
Kelly took a measured step back, determined that Donna
learn the joys of making love. Not wanting her new lover
to be intimidated, Kelly disrobed first. She reached back
and unfastened her dress, letting it fall to the floor.
Her bra was easily cast aside, then her panties. She
stood before Donna completely naked, feeling the searing
heat from Donna’s wide-eyed stare. Kelly felt a sudden
twinge between her legs. It was like Donna was fucking
her with her eyes! Kelly realized that under the many
layers of repression lurked a sexual dynamo just waiting
to be set free. Kelly feared for David’s life when that
time came. Of course, if he survived… she’d be jealous
of him.
“You are so beautiful,” Donna whispered.
“You’ve seen me naked before,” Kelly said.
Donna shook her head. “Not like this.”
“That’s true,” Kelly smiled. She watched as Donna got
undressed, noticing how she repeated everything she had
just seen… slowly undoing her dress, then removing her
bra and panties. Kelly was likewise taken aback by the
sight of her best friend nude. As she’d just told Donna,
they had seen each other naked before. But Donna was
right when she pointed out that this was different.
Seeing Donna as a sexual creature was new… and
exhilarating. She was a little thin, Kelly thought, but
unbelievably sensuous. Her hips were well curved,
inviting. The patch of blond hair between her legs was
nearly transparent, but appeared to cover something
delicious. Kelly decided it was time to find out.
She gently lowered Donna onto the king size bed, waiting
for Donna to scoot into a more comfortable position
before climbing on top of her. Kelly straddled her on all
fours, looking down to find Donna’s gorgeous dark eyes
staring back at her without so much as a glint of
apprehension. Kelly bent down and kissed her, hungrily
devouring the lips she had so enjoyed kissing before. She
could feel Donna’s hands sliding down her back, quickly
grabbing her ass before coming to rest on her hips.
Kelly began the long journey down Donna’s body, placing
kiss after sloppy kiss on her neck, on her shoulder, on
her collarbone. There was no part of Donna’s body that
didn’t demand the attention her lips were doling out.
Kelly made her way down, sensing Donna’s impatience as
her lips inched closer and closer to the other woman’s
breasts.
To her surprise, Donna’s nipples weren’t hard. We’ll soon
fix that, Kelly though wickedly as her mouth quickly
covered Donna’s breast in one gulp.
“Ohhh…” Donna sighed.
Kelly began to massage Donna’s breast with her lips,
opening wide to get as much of it into her mouth as
possible. She began teasing the nipple with her tongue,
drawing small circles around the tip. >From the way Donna
squirmed underneath it was obviously having an affect.
Kelly pulled back, tugging on the nipple with her lips.
She let it go with a snap, letting her tongue play with
it until it stiffened under her loving care. She kept it
up for long while, moving from one to the other, making
sure both glorious mounds got the respect they deserved.
Eager for more exploration, Kelly continued to make her
way down Donna’s body. She kissed her flat belly, tongued
her navel, inching closer and closer to the one part of
her body that had caused Donna so much consternation.
Kelly knew if their situations were reversed, her pussy
would be throbbing by now in anticipation of what was
about to happen. But with Donna, she didn’t know what to
expect.
Kelly gently eased Donna’s legs apart, kissing her inner
thigh as she moved closer and closer… She could smell
the arousal and a whiff of anxiety, but Kelly would soon
assuage all her fears. She blew a puff of air against
Donna’s pussy, smiling as Donna shivered with a delight
she hadn’t expected.
It was a trick Kelly had picked up a few years ago, and
her reaction had been much the same as Donna’s. Kelly was
glad to finally be able to share that bit of knowledge.
And there was a lot more where that came from.
Kelly propped herself up on her side and began stroking
the length of Donna’s pussy with the tip of finger, not
yet penetrating, just tender, delicate strokes. Her cunt
was much too tight to accept a finger inside just yet.
This was just a precursor, a necessary first step to pave
the way for headier things to come.
Donna moaned softly under Kelly’s gentle ministrations.
“Do you like that?” Kelly asked.
“Oh, yes…” Donna sighed. “That feels so good…”
Kelly lowered her mouth to Donna’s sex and began a
thorough exploration of the other girl’s cunt, for the
moment using only her tongue to find her way through the
barely tried recesses of her womanhood. She tasted sweet,
fresh, and Kelly quickly immersed herself in the zest of
Donna’s womanhood.
“Kelly…” Donna gasped.
Kelly heard her name but was too engrossed in her work to
pay it much heed. Her tongue-fucking was methodical,
calculated. She let loose a fury inside Donna’s pussy,
flicking her tongue wildly as she lapped up the juices
that were beginning to flow.
“Oh yeah…” Donna moaned.
By now Donna’s pussy was dripping wet, and Kelly knew it
was time to really start the fire works. She casually
inserted a finger into Donna’s sex, looking up to see the
expression on the her best friend’s face as another
woman’s finger slipped insider her cunt for the first
time. The look was one of surprise and elation, extreme
arousal. Seeing Donna’s face light up like that could
have made Kelly come herself right then. But she could
always take care of her own needs later. Right now, she
had only one objective.
Kelly began to finger fuck her new lover slowly, building
a steady rhythm as she worked her nimble digit in and out
of Donna’s pussy. Having sufficiently tongued the tight
opening in preparation, her finger slid in easily. She
thrust in and out, making circles with her finger as she
did.
“Oh God,” Donna whimpered.
The arousal dripped from Donna’s voice as well as her
cunt, and Kelly couldn’t get enough of either. She
managed to work a second finger into her opening,
thrusting them in and out… pushing harder and deeper…
faster and faster. From the way Donna’s pussy clenched
around her fingers Kelly knew she was close to orgasm…
her first orgasm. Kelly quickened the pace, using her
thumb to massage Donna’s swelled clit while jamming her
fingers into her sex as far as she dared.
“Kelly!” Donna shrieked, panic stricken. Her body began
to tremble, shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. She
grabbed a handful of bed covers and held on for dear
life. “Oh, God… Kelly!!!!”
“Relax,” Kelly told her. “Just let it happen. Just let it
happen, baby.” She continued the ferocious finger
fucking, bending down to tease the enlarged nub of a clit
with the tip of her tongue while driving her fingers
deeper and deeper into Donna’s pussy as if she could
reach in, grab hold of her orgasm, and yank it out of
her.
“Oh, God!” Donna cried. “Oh God oh God oh God…” She
pounded her fists against the bed, tossing her head from
side to side as her body pitched a massive fit,
convulsing, writhing, jerking, flopping up and down on
the bed like a fish out of water.
“Yes!” Donna screamed. “Oh, dear God! Kelly… yes!!!”
Kelly kept right on licking as wave after wave of Donna’s
orgasm gushed over her face. If Donna had managed to come
just once, Kelly would have patted herself on the back
and considered it a job well done. But apparently Donna’s
body was making up for lost time; years of pent up energy
came spilling out of her body and Kelly eagerly drank it
up.
It took a few minutes for Donna to stop shaking, a task
made more difficult by the fact that Kelly refused to
take her mouth away from the other woman’s pussy.
Eventually Kelly came up for air, looking up to see
Donna’s smiling face. She was glowing… absolutely
radiant. Kelly felt her heart skip a beat.
“Kelly,” Donna gasped. “That was… I can’t even describe
it!”
Kelly smiled sheepishly. “I’m glad you liked it.” It
sounded idiotic, but Donna was in such a state of rapture
that she probably didn’t even hear it in the first place.
Donna moved over slightly, patting the warm spot where
she had been resting. “Come on… I want to do you now.”
Kelly did nothing to conceal her shock. When she finally
recovered, she shook her head reproachfully. “Donna…
this night was for you, not me.”
“Are you saying you don’t want me to?” Donna asked.
Kelly frowned. She couldn’t very well tell her best
friend that, not when she knew deep down inside that it
wasn’t true. From the moment she’d seen Donna naked she’d
wanted that face between her legs.
“Donna, I–”
Donna put a finger to Kelly’s lips. “Isn’t sex about
mutual pleasure?”
“When all is right with the universe,” Kelly laughed.
Donna nodded. “Then pleasuring you is a part of the
experience. Now shut up and let me go down on you
already.”
Before Kelly had time to be shocked a second time,
Donna’s lips were pressing against hers. It was pointless
to resist. Not that Kelly had any intention of shunning
the dark haired beauty that was already making her way
down her body with that hungry mouth of hers.
Kelly rolled her head back in ecstasy as Donna repeated
everything that had been done to her, first kissing then
sucking Kelly’s breasts, moving down to tongue her navel
before stopping at the edge of her sex to blow a gust of
cool air into Kelly’s very hot cunt.
“Mmm,” Kelly meowed. “You learn fast…”
“I had a good teacher,” Donna said. She immediately
buried her face in Kelly’s pussy, her probing tongue
french-kissing the blond woman’s clit.
“Oh God!” Kelly gasped. Donna did learn fast! Her tongue
went wild inside Kelly’s very wet pussy, poking and
prodding as she played with the newly discovered toy.
Kelly couldn’t believe how good it felt having her best
friend’s tongue inside her, and how quickly Donna took to
doing it!
“That’s it,” Kelly rasped. “Lick me, Donna. Lick my pussy
dry.”
Donna did as she was told, attacking Kelly’s sex with
passion. Kelly raked her fingers through Donna’s hair,
impressed but also intimidated by the monster she had
created. Donna was obviously a natural at eating pussy,
either by instinct or years of fantasizing about it. At
the moment Kelly didn’t give a damn how Donna had
acquired her skills. All that matter was that they were
focused solely on easing the nagging ache between her
legs.
“Yes!” Kelly cried. “Oh yes! Donna… that’s the best…”
Kelly could feel a stirring deep inside her, a slow
rolling boil that was percolating to the surface. Making
love to Donna had her insides doing cartwheels, and
Donna’s ministrations were more than enough to drag her
the rest of the way to orgasmic bliss. Kelly knew if she
didn’t come soon she would burst. She reached down and
fondled her own clit while Donna continued to drive her
tongue deep into her pulsating cunt.
Working in unison quickly brought Kelly to the brink. The
fire that burned in the pit of her stomach quickly
spread, searing her flesh, filling her with the most warm
and wonderful feeling she had experienced in a long, long
time.
“Oh, God… Donna!” Kelly screamed the name at the top of
her lungs. Her body twitched, her muscles tightened, the
room exploded in a multitude of colors.
Kelly growled like a mad dog as she bucked against the
volcanic eruption spewing forth from her pussy. Wave
after wave passed through her loins, filling her head
with light until she was spinning out of control.
Spinning… spinning…
Kelly collapsed in exhaustion, managing just enough
energy to welcome Donna into her arms. They clung to each
other forever, sweat drenched bodies warm from the
passion they’d shared. The minutes passed by, one
bleeding into the next, and the two spent lovers cuddled
each other, exchanging gentle caresses, neither of them
eager to break the connection.
“Kelly,” Donna whispered. “What’s going to happen after
tonight?”
Kelly lovingly played with Donna’s hair. “What do you
want to happen?”
Donna considered that for a moment. “Right now, I could
stay in your arms forever. But I’m in love with David.
And you’re in love with Brandon… aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Kelly nodded. “He can be impossible sometimes, but
I still like being with him.”
“Oh,” Donna said. She considered that for another moment.
“But we can still keep fucking each other, right?”
“Donna!” Kelly exclaimed.
“Well, we can, can’t we?”
Kelly laughed. “Donna Martin, I should take you over my
knee for using that kind of language.”
“I’m game,” Donna giggled.
Before she knew it, Kelly found Donna’s lips pressed
against her own. She soon lost herself in the embrace,
her mind swimming in delight as Donna moved up her neck
to nibble her ear.
“Did I hear you mention a Jacuzzi earlier?” Donna asked
innocently.
Kelly shook her head. It sounded like a good plan at the
time.