Two Fingers cont….

We were juniors in college, but Shanelle had her eye on this new freshman. He was cute. He had a baby face and was way too skinny for my liking, but Shanelle was never too picky when it came to guys. Let’s just say no one would ever call her a prude.

At the next party, Shanelle made sure to give the freshman special attention: Backing it up on him, put her legs around his waist, even bust into a split… By the end of the party, they were leaving together.

Usually, Shanelle would boast about her magical rounde vous the next day. She’d explain in detail every step of what happened. Shanelle’s stories could top any Zane book you’ve ever read, but this time, something was different.

Shanelle did not boast. She didn’t even mention the freshman, and it hadn’t even crossed my mind until we bumped into him in the cafeteria the next day. Realizing that she failed to share the scoop, I asked about her night. She nearly choked on her mashed potatoes, as she tried to get the courage to tell me.

“Two fingers” she said and shook her head. I was confused and she could tell, so she took a deep breath and started from the beginning. She told me that when they got to his room, his roommate wasn’t there, so they went straight to it: making out, feeling on each other, kissing every body part, it wasn’t long until they were butt naked and on top of one another. She said it was going good, she’d even go as far as to say it was great. She had no complaints… that is until he asked her to stick her finger up his butt.

My eyes widened at this point in the story, but I try not to judge, so I asked her what she did. She said “I just did it.” I busted into laughter. I couldn’t believe she actually gave into his request. “But it got worse,” she said. My eyes darted back at her. “One finger wasn’t enough, he asked me to use two fingers and I did… I feel so dirty.”

I couldn’t keep it in, I laughed so hard I cried. In all of the crazy sex-scapades, Shanelle participated in, none had ever ended in this manner. When I finally got my composure back together, I asked her if she ever planned to see him again. She shrugged her shoulders, took a bite out of her dinner roll and said “probably tonight.”