Donna and Jenny By The Collector at Chuckst35@aol.com A surprise in sensuous feminine strength Copyright 1998 The Collector This story is adult in nature and should not be read by anyone under 21. Send comments to Chuckst35@aol.com Donna and Jenny had returned to Donna’s apartment after a night out. While they hadn’t known each other but a few weeks, they became instant friends after Donna had started work in the same advertising office where Jenny worked. Both had just a touch too much to drink and were disappointed the night wasn’t more fruitful. “That place is usually much more crowded than tonight”, said Jenny. “I don’t understand where everybody was. You should have given that guy your number…he was really cute.” “He wasn’t my type”, replied Donna, “I can always tell. Did you listen to him…everything was ‘I this, I that’ he hardly asked me anything about myself. Too egotistic for me, and that means he’s too insecure.” “Oh, I know, but it’d be nice to date once in a while, just anybody. Sometimes, I wish more guys would approach me.” “Here”, said Donna, as she handed Jenny yet another beer. “To us!” While both never had trouble attracting men, it seemed they had attracted their share of men that were less than acceptable quality. Each had numerous failed relationships, had tired of both insecure men, trouble makers, loud mouths, egotists, know it alls, and just plain jerks. Both would be seen as prizes by any standard, and not just for their looks. Jenny was blonde/blue, and at 24, with a baby face that left a trail of broken hearts. At 5’6”, she was almost statuesque in heels with a 36C-23-35 body that commanded attention. Donna was the more serious, and on appearance, the more sensuous of the two. At 5’5”, her strawberry blonde hair was long in curls to her shoulders. At 36D-22-35, her body was generously curved. Without question, her most beautiful asset was her legs, perfectly proportioned, slightly muscled, and drew the attention of anyone, man or woman, lucky enough to see her. “Do you mind if I stay here tonight?” Jenny asked. “I really feel like getting blasted and that means I can’t drive.” “No, that’s great. Besides, I feel like cutting loose a little myself. You turn on the stereo and I’ll get you something to change in to.” And Donna left for her bedroom. Jenny turned on the stereo after finding a U2 CD. She turned up the sound, too loud, and began dancing in the living room. Donna, having changed into jean cutoffs and a light blue T-shirt, stepped out of her bedroom, stopped and just watched Jenny. As her blonde hair wrapped around her face, Donna saw Jenny’s body move rhythmically with the music, swaying in perfect timing with each note. As her hands moved up and down her body, her movements were generous, and sensuous. Jenny’s hands reached for her breasts, massaging them gently, unaware Donna was watching, propped against the wall, with one leg crossed over the other. Donna bit her lip slightly, and felt a warm surge run through her. Jenny caught sight of Donna standing in the doorway, holding a change of clothes for her. Jenny smiled at her, and continued dancing until the song ended. She ran her hands through her hair, walked to Donna and grabbed the clothes As Jenny walked by, their eyes met, thinking the same, but not saying it. Jenny smiled and Donna held her tongue between her lips and just looked at her. As Jenny passed, Donna gently grabbed her rear for the slightest second. Jenny looked back and smiled, and went to change. “Meet you in the living room in a sec’, yelled Donna. Jenny changed into cutoffs with a pink T-shirt, went into the living room, and sat on the couch. Donna returned moments later, holding two amaretto sours. She walked to the couch, stood over Jenny and handed her a drink, then placed her knees to either side of Jenny and sat on Jenny’s lap. She slowly took a sip from her glass, her eyes meeting Jenny’s, then removed the cherry from her drink and placed it between Jenny’s lips. Jenny grabbed the cherry in her teeth, then slowly opened her mouth, letting the cherry fall across her tongue, and laughed quietly at Donna. Jenny placed her finger in her glass, and held it to Donna’s lips. Donna gently held Jenny’s hand as she wrapped her full lips around Jenny’s finger, licking the sweet almond taste from her. They looked at each other, smiling at the same time, both waiting to see who would move first. Donna set her glass down, raised her hands and took Jenny’s face gently between them. She moved her lips close to Jenny’s, first kissing around them, teasing her, then pressing against hers, wanting hers back. Jenny responded as her hands found Donna’s waist, then moved up her body, and found Donna’s full breasts, her nipples hard, as Jenny’s fingers massaged around them. Jenny lifted Donna’s shirt over her head, watching as Donna’s full breasts fell gently in front of her. Donna then reached down, grabbed the bottom of Jenny’s T-shirt, lifting it above her head. Jenny shook her head and ran her hands through her hair. Donna watched as Jenny’s arms feel to her side. “Would you do that again? asked Donna. “You mean this?” Jenny then raised her arms again, this time slowly, as Donna watched. As Jenny’s arms rose, she looked Donna in the eyes and smiled as Donna watched a gentle rise in her biceps. From a woman with seemingly normal sized arms, a bicep grew, first 12”, then 13, then to a peak nearly 14”. “Oh Jen, those are SO pretty.” Donna reached down and gently kissed Jenny’s right arm as Jenny flexed even harder for Donna, her strength rising slightly further. “Thanks, you like them?” “Yes! They’re so sexy. I had no idea you had arms like that”, said Donna, blushing. “Would it bother you if I was strong as well?” “Oh my, you mean you’re stronger than most girls?” “No, I mean exceptionally strong…stronger than most men too.” Donna became visibly shaken…and looked into Jenny eyes…”Show me…please…?” Jenny laid down on the floor, placed her right arm up for Donna. Donna stared into Jenny’s eyes as she put her arm up, wanting to feel the measure of Jenny’s strength. Donna grabbed Jenny’s hand, and as Jenny said ‘GO’, Donna tried to push her down. With all her strength, Donna pushed as Jenny quietly smiled, her eyes piercing Donna’s, challenging her. Jenny’s arm refused to move even the slightest, then Donna put both hands against Jenny’s. Donna began to push Jenny back, as Jenny grimaced slightly, and Donna, biting her lower lip was using her last ounce of strength. Jenny then looked at Donna, smiled sweetly pursing her lips, and slowly, deliberately, began to push both Donna’s hands. Donna’s mouth opened in surprise, then in pleasure as Jenny pushed her further, and further, and then pinned her, holding both hands against the floor. “Is that strong enough?” “Jen, you’re so sexy, so strong, and your strength just makes me feel so good, I don’t know how to describe it.” Jenny pulled Donna close to her, kissed her lips lightly, and said, “I think you’re doing just fine. C’mon, let’s go.” The got up, and Jenny led Donna by her hand into Donna’s bedroom. In the center of the room, Jenny stopped, turned around and looked at Donna. Donna looked at her, then turned around, her back to her. “Rub my shoulders down?”, she asked. Jenny looked puzzled, but placed her hands on Donna’s shoulders and began lightly massaging them. She then noticed Donna raising herself on her toes, as her legs spread apart. Jenny looked down as Donna’s calf muscles appeared, feminine, strong, and perfect. Looking back at Jenny, Donna said, “I have a surprise for you.” Her arms moved out slightly from her sides, as she clenched her fists. A noticeable tenseness and definition appeared in her forearms “Oh, my, don’t tell me…” was all Jenny could say. Donna looked back at Jenny, only smiling, with a slight nod of her head. “Watch and see…” Donna’s arms began to curl as Jenny’s hands found her forearms. A small bicep appeared, perfectly round, glistening, as Jenny’s hands moved towards it. Donna felt Jenny move closer, felt her breasts at her back, Jenny’s head resting next to hers, and the full breadth of Jenny’s hips behind her, gently moving. Donna continued curling as her arms rose further yet, and Jenny’s hands moved closer to her now 13” of feminine strength. Donna felt Jenny behind her, slightly shaking, her breathing heavier, as her fingers danced towards her biceps. “Wow, you’re really strong aren’t you?” Jenny said, her voice slightly quivering. She look casually back at Jenny, her eyes saying all that was needed. She smiled coyly at Jenny, and flexed further, slowly bringing her arms up as they rose to 14”, and a solid peak began to form as Jenny’s fingers crossed it and rested there. Donna turned her fist outward, as her bicep rested, and Jenny’s hand grabbed it, waiting for it to rise. Donna curled her fist inward again as Jenny hand rose, unable to hold Donna’s strength. Donna flexed further, as her arm rose to 15”, Jenny’s lips found Donna’s neck, and Donna heard a slight moan in her ear, and felt Jenny’s body moving behind her. “Mmmmm, ready for just a little more?”, asked Donna. “No, you can’t be even bigger…” “Watch and see….” Jenny only moaned with pleasure. Donna stared at her arm, amazed at her own strength, flexed a final time, and watched her arm, and the expression of pleasure on Jenny’s face, as her arm grew yet further to a 16 1’2” peak. Jenny reached down and kissed Donna’s bicep, then whispered to Donna, “Why didn’t you tell me. You let me beat you back there didn’t you?” “I didn’t want to spoil your fun, besides I was having fun too.” “Now this is really fun…” Jenny laid her head on Donna’s shoulders… “You’re stronger than I am, aren’t you?” Jenny asked quietly. “Yes…I hope that doesn’t make you feel bad…but I had to show you…hoping….” “Donna, you’re strength is such a turn on…” Donna turned around, placed a hand under Jenny’s rear, and Jenny felt herself being lifted off the floor. With Donna’ s hand waist high, Jenny looked down at her, placed her hand near Donna’s face, moved the hair from in front of it, then bent close and kissed her lips. Jenny reached up, took Donna’s hand, and lie down as Donna followed, turning the light out as they fell in each other’s arms.