Donna Part 7 (Stacey EXPLICIT)

[Cherie]

Alex could go fuck himself. Donna spent a few minutes knocking back more Rum & Cokes as she busied herself blocking him on every social media platform, then finally, his mobile number. She had been stood up yet again but no more. She sat staring at the empty glass wondering what to do next when the girl bumped into her chair.
“Oooo soz”, she said, “think the blood to my legs has been cut off”.
Donna glanced down to see the tightest brown leather jeans.
She looked up, their eyes met, the girl blew Donna a kiss then hobbled off to the bar.
Her arse looked fab in those shiny jeans, but there was clearly no space to hide a decent dick in them, so Donna was not interested.

“Large Rum & Coke”, she said to the barman, as she stood next to brown leather girl at the bar.
“Hi, I’m Stacey, can I get that drink for you?”
Donna was woozy from alcohol, but had a clear enough head to think, “am I being chatted up by a girl?”.
“Nah I’m goof, er good, jeez I need another drink badly”.
Despite the fuzzy mind, the two girls chatted easily and found out they had both been jilted. Later on it would occur to Donna that maybe Stacey thought Alex was a woman.

“Fuck, Alex was supposed to take me home, I’ll have to get a cab”.
“We could share to cut the cost”, Stacey offered.
They stumbled to the cloakroom once Stacey had the message from her Uber. Donna collected her shiny black PVC trench coat, “oooooo so retro my girl”, Stacey giggled and gave the sleeve a rub.
It turned out that Stacey didn’t have a coat, which turned out to be a mistake as it was tipping it down as they exited the front of the club.
As they eyed the vast expanse of paving to where the blue Audi was parked waiting for them the rain seemed to get harder.
Donna took off her raincoat and held up over the pair of them. Stacey put her arm around Donna and pulled her in tight.
“Jeez how brilliant would the world be if men were like Stacey and not complete arseholes”, Donna thought.
Stacey jumped in the car first, followed by Donna, who flapped the mackintosh to remove the worst of the rain before pulling it onto her lap and closing the door.
It turned out that Stacey lived quite a way away and the plan was for the cab to drop her then circle back to deliver Donna home.
The girls chatted and Stacey lent in to Donna and whispered, “do you want to know a secret?”
Her hand rested on Donna’s PVC mac a moment then she giggled and it slipped underneath, finding and dispatching the button with ease.
Donna was wearing normal denim jeans, though she would dearly liked to have had her shiny black PVC leggings on, she was just utterly sick of the bottom slaps and gropes she got from drunk men, and had intended to buy herself some plastic panties to wear as a consolation, but had not gotten round to it, so it was cotton briefs that greeted Stacey’s fingers.
Donna gripped the PVC folded across her lap as Stacey found her mark. The feeling was exquisite, much better than even Jack had managed and he always called himself “King of the clit”, which should have been reason alone to run a mile.

Stacey was not letting up, what Donna thought was going to be a quick rub for a thrill was becoming seriously hard. She glanced in the front mirror to catch a glance from the driver who immediately looked away.
Donna knew of old that her body would be reacting by getting quite wet and wished she was wearing her black PVC jeans at that moment, but not just to cover any potential damp patch, just because she was really turned on and so glad she had the mac to hold.
Donna pushed her weight into the seat as Stacey worked on her, wondering if she ought to be returning the favour, but right now her mind was riding waves of pleasure that built like like being at the seaside watching small ripples grow and be followed by moderate waves that lapped seductively before the big wave that crashed, only to be replaced by ripples and waves again.
Donna’s left hand braced on Stacey’s leather-clad thigh, she knew from the touch immediately that it was fake leather, no animal skin feels that soft and slippery. The touch added to Donna’s growing orgasm.
She tried not to make a noise or any obvious movement to indicate that she had climaxed, but she probably did.
Stacey didn’t let up, that crashing wave was just the start of the journey.
Donna put her hand on Stacey’s PVC covered crotch, from that angle she would not have been able to release the button, so Stacey obliged with her own free left hand.
She didn’t just release the button, she pulled the zip right down, then she wiggled her bottom to lower the shiny trousers just enough to reveal her naked pussy and the fact that was not wearing any knickers - streetlights flickered just enough illumination into the back of the cab as they were being driven.
Donna was in uncharted territory having only ever explored one girl’s private parts: her own.
Stacey released her right hand and used it to rub between her own legs using fingers with slipperiness provided by Donna’s pussy.
For a moment Donna thought all attention was going to her new friend, but after a couple of rubs, Stacey’s hand returned below Donna’s waist, giving her clit an extra hard rub as if to say “don’t worry, I’m back”.
Donna couldn’t help the gasp. She noticed the driver’s reaction, but he said nothing.

Donna checked the mirror then wiggled to ease her own jeans and panties down to expose her own naked front. Her hope was that, without the restriction of the clothing, Stacey might have an even better angle from which she could assault her clit in the hope of a Tsunami!
Donna’s fingers slipped nervously between Stacey’s legs, exploring to get the lay of the land and find her mark. She was surprised how swollen her friend’s labia were already which was a sure indication that she was enjoying the encounter and that her body worked in a similar way to her own.

Just then the car entered a tunnel over the dual carriageway, and flickering dim illumination gave way to bright fluorescent light as Donna spotted the man in the white van next to the cab leering into the back seat. With her right hand she threw the PVC raincoat across both their nakedness and ‘accidentally’ made sure both got a good dose of the soft and shiny material on bare skin.
At first she thought she had misunderstood the geography of Stacey’s intimate terrain, but when she hit the mark, her friend’s face spilled the beans. Her clitoris was much bigger than her own, which took Donna aback, as she had always assumed that such things were always hidden away and small as if to be playing hide-and-seek with men’s masculinity.
Stacey reacted with every touch as if Donna was either a magician or she was so turned on that the light touch of a finger sent her into ecstasy, unlike Donna who needed a rough delivery to coax out the orgasm monster.
Donna turned slightly towards Stacey to adjust the angle and help increase the feelings, as she did so she climaxed again and was aware that for a moment her sturdy thighs were crushing her friend’s hand.
With her free right hand Donna tucked the PVC mac under her bare bottom to ensure that passing vehicles could not get a glimpse of her rounded and bare buttocks, but mainly to feel the slippery vinyl material just at the moment of release.

Making Stacey come was very easy and by the time the cab came to a halt outside the house she had climaxed multiple times. The arrival surprised both women, who quickly scrabbled to redress and get composed.
“Glowing review heading your way Gavin”, Stacey told the driver as she opened the door.
“Pleasure is all mine ladies”, he replied as Stacey looked down to see the very apparent bulge in his trousers.
She looked at Donna, “don’t suppose…”
Her question was interrupted, “…yes please, just try and stop me”.
Stacey was going to ask if Donna wanted to meet up again another night, but her new friend had assumed she was being invited in, and who the heck was Stacey to disappoint.
The Uber driver had his window down as the girls toppled out, Donna slipped on her PVC trench coat and went over, “thank you Gavin, a lovely ride”, and she pressed the fingers of her left hand to her lips and kissed them before transferring them to Gavin’s lips and winking at him. A little bit of cum came out as hw wound the window up and smiled to himself!

Inside the flat Stacey went to ask if Donna wanted a coffee, but she found herself being propelled through the open door of her bedroom where Donna firmly, but carefully, deposited her on her back with her legs draped over the side of the bed. The next action was supposed to be suave and sophisticated removal of Stacey’s PVC jeans, but of course they were tight and refused to budge. Donna did her best but soon the two girls were rolling on the bed in stitches of laughter as between them they inched the trousers off under protest. Finally Stacey was naked from the waist down. Her faced turned serious as she expected Donna to strip off especially as she was still wearing that shiny raincoat.
But instead Donna forced Stacey’s legs open and planted her face right between them.
Stacey was feeling very sensitive from her earlier attentions in the car so it didn’t take much for Donna to have her squirming in a mixture of pleasure and an aching pin from all the exertion, and when she came she was worried that she might have hurt Donna having realised she was squeezing hard with her legs, but her friend was made of strong stuff.
Stacey suspected that it was her turn to go down on her friend, but right now she was too exhausted and needed a few minutes to let the zippy feeling in her clit subside.
Donna came up for air and went to lay down next to Stacey in the bed, but in doing so she planted her hand in between the girls legs and made sure the PVC of her sleeve rubbed against her bare pussy, the thought of which gave Donna a thrill and sense of power and she ended up with a damp patch on her arm.

Donna was not Stacey’s usual type as she normally preferred a more petite girl, but she was starting to see the fun in a little chubby friend.
“Why don’t you get your clothes off”, she said to Donna.
The effect of alcohol was starting to to wear off and Donna was starting to wonder how on earth she went from straight as an arrow to eating out a girl and, to be honest, quite enjoying it. She slid her jeans and underwear off, then pulled off her raincoat and laid it on the bed next to her before heaving her tee-shirt over her head so she was just sitting in her bra, “can you help me out here”, she motioned to her back.
Stacey was surprised at the industrial scaffolding that her friend had hidden, but once she released its three metal clasps, it became apparent as to why it was essential.
Donna turned to face Stacey who’s eyes were agog at the sight of such beautiful and big tits and those nipples we’re giving her a tingle between the legs which was not what she needed right now, having decided she needed to rest that area a while.
“Your turn”, Donna said, pointing at Stacey’s satin blouse, then leaned over and started to unbutton her friend.
Stacey felt a little self conscious as her breasts we’re never going to match up to Donna’s, but she need not have worried as the most Donna had experienced was Ryan and his flabby man boobs, but Stacey was still unaware that she was Donna’s first lesbian encounter.
Soon the two girls were fully naked on the bed, but Stacey wanted to try something on her new friend, “back in a moment”, she said.
In truth she needed a moment away to let her body at least partially rest from all the attention.

Donna took the opportunity to check out the bedroom. Stacey’s wardrobe was full of boring outfits with nothing shiny apart from a couple of satin blouses. Her underwear draw was equally uninspiring - just cotton briefs and bras and a single lacy set. Disappointed she returned to the bed and sat on her PVC mac because, well she liked the feeling!

Stacey was in the kitchen madly searching the internet for a clue as to what the mackintosh might mean, it was clearly important to Donna. She found a website called Rainwear Central and quickly scanned a few posts which seemed to suggest that having a fetish for rainwear was an actual thing, and many of the messages suggested that shiny and smooth seems to go hand in hand with it. She rushed to the cupboard near the entrance where she kept her coats.
Frantically she looked through the rail of outdoor wear, but nothing was shiny rainwear, just a blue nylon cagoule that she’d had for years but was semi shiny on the outside but a very shining lining.
She slipped it on. Being naked meant she got the full zingy experience of the rubbery PVC lining on bare skin, it was a quite fun feeling. She zipped it up and turned to look in the mirror.
The view was quite good really, kind of outdoorsy with a sexiness because of her half bare bottom and legs. The cagoule was practically new as she only wore it once to a short holiday in Wales, so it still had a new smell and cracklyness of the nylon.
She had a thought and scooted into the kitchen before bounding back to the bedroom with an air of childish excitement as if she had just invented cheekiness.

Stacey stood in the door wearing her zipped up cagoule and with an armful of items.
Donna instantly loved the view, partly because the crack of Stacey’s pussy was visible just below the hem of the nylon jacket where the two white drawstrings hung down.
“Feeling hungry?”, Stacey said as she stepped forward and tipped the contents of her arms on the bed, then grabbed a can of cream and squirted two puffs, one onto each of Donna’s nipples, “whoops, I’d better clean that up”, she said cheekily, then leant forward and proceeded to lick the cream of being very playful with her tongue whilst her right hand slipped between her friends legs and felt inside her.
When Stacey had finished removing the cream, Donna spotted the chocolate sauce and said, “this could get very messy, we need some protection for the bed”, and stood up to cover her PVC mac on the duvet with the lovely shiny side up.
Stacey sat on it and Donna instantly got a thrill at the idea that her friends fully nude pussy and arse were now firmly planted in the smooth PVC, hoping that she enjoyed the feeling.
Stacey unzipped her cagoule, even the sound was affecting Donna who picked up the bottle and drew circles of chocolate on her friends nipples before adding a splodge on her pussy. Licking a girl’s nipples was definitely not where Donna expected to be, but the chocolate flavour added to the sensuality and she was soon back down below and making Stacey shudder from her attention. It’s amazing how the sauce gets into every crease and fold and requires SO MUCH cleaning out!
When all the sauce was gone she continued until Stacey orgasmed yet again. Stacey wanted a few minutes to lay and recover, but she watched Donna pick up a carton of ready made custard and suddenly feared for her lovely floral bedding.
“Wait there, don’t open that”, she shouted, then went to get up but her legs gave way and she ended up wobbling her way out of the room, open cagoule flapping sexily and headed for the bathroom.
She opened the cupboard under the sink and grabbed a package, then returned to the bedroom.
Donna had managed to rip open the Tetrapak holding the custard, “just a moment”, Stacey said, as she held up the package and unfolded it to reveal a brand new see through plastic show curtain.
She leant over and pulled the PVC raincoat off the bed then threw the curtain over it, smoothing it down and making sure everything was covered.
Donna felt ashamed at the idea that she might be excited at the sight of a soft plastic shower curtain, but that was exactly what she felt, and without her mac on she was totally nude and perfectly placed to get lost in the cool vinyl sheet.

The curtain was brand new and unused, it’s straight creases and uncrumpled surface were very enticing and Donna soon found herself lying on her back on the cool plastic, “join me”, she said then she tipped custard on her tummy and let it run down her front between her legs.
Stacey slipped of the cagoule and placed it on top of her friend’s mackintosh, then slid onto the PVC covered duvet and proceeded to rub the wet custard into Donna’s front and down between her legs.

Donna had a naughty look in her eye as she squeezed the custard carton but instead of it coming out on her, it shot out and hit Stacey square between her boobs.
“Oops!”, Donna said with a cheeky grin.
Stacey grabbed a pot of double cream and ripped the lid off and poured it over her friend’s head, but Donna ducked back and it hit her neck and squidged down over her right tit.
Stacey swirled the cream and custard into each other on Donna’s tummy then pushed a wave of food up and over her boobs.
Donna retaliated with the squirty cream which shot out, right over Stacey and landed on the end of the plastic sheet.
Stacey laughed, but that annoyed Donna, who changed her aim and this time caught Stacey right in the face, leaving her looking like a very messy Mother Christmas figure with white beard and one creamy eyebrow.
There was a brief pause, then both girls burst out laughing as Stacey flumped her messy, naked body down on the plastic sheet, making splodges of food scatter as she slipped and was caught in the dip made by Donna’s weight and slid into her friend’s squidgy side, which made the two of them laugh even harder.
Stacey snuggled in to Donna so her face was on her right boob and her arm was draped across her slippery tummy.
Because Donna had essentially remained lying on the vinyl shower curtain, her back and bottom were clean but stuck nicely to it by perspiration and warmth - with custard and cream pooled along her sides ready to slip under her as soon as she moved.
Stacey on the other hand, was covered all over in slimey food and so had a hard time avoiding slipping and sliding on the clear plastic sheet, which caused her to laugh even more.

All good things come to an end with the realisation that they would have to somehow get off the sheet and clean up the mess without transferring the gooey food all over the bed and floor, which, despite their writhing, had managed to remain clean because of the shower curtain.

Stacey slid her way very ungracefully to the side of the bed and slipped her legs down until they were on carpet, only possible by lying on her front, which Donna thought was hugely sexy, having the whole length of her naked body in contact with the slippery plastic.
Stacey managed to stand up, “wait here”, she said as she very gingerly tip toed out of the room towards the bathroom.

Donna grabbed the plastic sheet between her legs and pulled it up, forcing in onto her bare pussy just to feel the squidgy soft naughtiness for fun.
Stacey returned with several towels in hand, one of which she had already used to remove the worst of the food from herself.
Donna took a towel from her and attempted to slide herself to the edge of the bed, but the plastic sheet clung to her back and buttocks.
“WAIT”, said Stacey firmly, “you’ll get food all over the bed”, then she went round to Donna’s side and spread a towel on the floor before proceeding to draw the sides of the plastic sheet up and around her friend until she was fully trapped inside the slippery vinyl with all the food on the inside and a thankfully fully clean plasticy surface on the outside.
Cold custard and cream oozed down Donna’s bare legs onto the towel.
Stacey proceeded to smooth the curtain from the top to squeeze the food down Donna’s body until most of it had sllpped down onto the towel. There was something very erotic about rubbing Donna’s naked body all over but Stacey wished in that moment there was no food or plastic sheet between her friends skin and her hands, but Donna was thoroughly enjoying being forcibly wrapped in smooth plastic and having it pressed onto her naked body, she too would have done away with the slimy food if she could, just to feel the lovely vinyl.

Donna managed to waddle toward the bathroom with only getting a few spots of food on the carpet. There, Stacey ushered her into the bath then hopped in with her and turned on the shower after drawing the floral polyester curtain across.
Soon rivers of pale yellow custard and cream mix were spinning down the plug hole and the plastic curtain was going from slippery to wet and clingy.
The girls were clean and the abused curtain lay in the bottom of the bath, clean, but wet and crumpled.
Donna picked it up and draped it over the rail that held the polyester curtain, making sure it hung inside the bath. Her intention was to dry and fold this most lovely plastic sheet in the hope of further sexy use, but Stacey had the idea that it could go in the bin.

The girls chatted as they dried their hair, which was a long process, taking turns with the dryer. All the while they stood naked. Stacey was looking at Donna’s curves wondering how long it would be before she succumbed and had to fuck her friend, but Donna was day dreaming about being forcibly wrapped in clear plastic by Stacey and maybe having a vibrator pushed mercilessly onto her clit through the clear PVC as she was trapped by the vinyl and unable to resist being made to come, whether she liked it or not, which of course she would.
Donna also fantasised about using the hot hair dryer on the plastic shower curtain, helping it to dry, and making it warm and sticky whilst giving off that superb vinyl smell. She wondered what would happen if she were wrapped, nude, in the plastic whilst it was still hot. But instead it hung, still cool and damp in the bathroom.

Once the girls were clean and dry there was an awkward, “now what are we going to do”, moment. Suddenly the exertions of the evening and the realisation that it was nearly 3am now hit and Stacey yawned.
“I’d better be getting home”, Donna said in response, stifling a yawn herself.
“Nonsense, let’s get some sleep and worry about that tomorrow”.

A chink of light shot through a gap in the curtains onto the bed next to Donna’s face causing her to stir. It wasn’t piercing light, but light that had passed through clouds and rain to soften it into a restful waking. Donna felt immediately uncomfortable at her nudity in the cold light of day with no alcohol clouding her judgement, and looked down at the pale skin of the stranger lying next to her.
Her morning fuzzy head struggled to recount the events of the night before, then suddenly she needed to pee.

She at on the toilet staring at the plastic shower curtain still hanging over the rail. When she had finished she checked the PVC which was dry on the outside, but still wet inside where it was folded over itself. Donna took it down carefully to turn inside out so that it could fully dry. Of course the soft vinyl accidentally slid over her naked body and she felt a tingle between her legs and noticed in the mirror that her nipples had become hard as the slippery plastic moved over them.
After re-hanging the curtain she decided to have a quick feel and pushed a handful of the dry side of the curtain between her legs and rubbed it against her clit. Suddenly she found herself standing in the bath, trapped inside the dry side of the shiny plastic she draped down around her, touching her nudity in various places as she worked the soft material over her swollen labia and hard into her pussy. Her left hand reached out from inside the curtain on the wet side and pressed the dry plastic onto her chest, pinching her left nipple hard through the shiny material.
The smell was lovely inside the curtain and she felt sure she was going to come.

Suddenly the door opened. Donna didn’t notice Stacey at all because of being caught in the moment and having her vision impeded under the plastic, which she was making slide over her face as she worked her pussy.
Stacey wasn’t sure what she was feeling, seeing Donna going solo like this. Yes sort of sexy, but also why be masterbating when she had access to a naked girl who would happily fuck her anyway she wanted. The PVC raincoat was one thing, but a plastic shower curtain seemed just wrong. The sort of weird sex that she thought blokes were into and one of the many reasons she was glad to be a lesbian.
Stacey left and went into the bedroom and dressed. She threw the PVC raincoat and cagoule unceremoniously onto a chair. She picked up her brown faux leather jeans and also threw them on the chair, as if building a set of damning evidence of unclean items to be burnt.
She went through to the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast, seething and trying to work out how to get rid of this sleazy woman.

Unaware of the drama, Donna wandered out the bathroom and spotted movement in the kitchen. The plastic shower curtain hung drying over the rail, smooth and crease free except for a small area that had been forced into her pussy and bore a slight dampness from Donna’s excitement.

“Morning”, Donna said cheerily, her slightly aching pussy and still tingling clit having dispelled any previous concerns about what the heck was happening, and she wandered confidently and relaxed into the kitchen without giving her nudity a second thought.
Stacey gave it a second thought and a few after that.
The counter top was cold at first and the position with her back against the wall was slightly uncomfortable but she was steadied by her hands gripping her own ankles holding her feet close to the edge of the granite as her pussy hung slightly over the edge. All she could see was Stacey’s hair and the floral sleeves of the dress on her shoulders but she felt her lips and teeth on her already wet and aroused clit. Donna glanced over at the kitchen window, but right now could not care less that anyone watching from the top deck of the bus would see a naked woman being eaten out by a girl in a Laura Ashley dress.
Donna knocked a ladle from its hook accidentally as she orgasmed, juice ran down the black shiny worktop and dripped onto the wooden floor.
Passengers on the next bus who happened to be looking the right way would have been treated to the view of a sim young woman in a floral dress sitting on the kitchen counter, wearing no panties, and being attended to by a curvy naked woman with fiery red hair.

Any thought of being betrayed by a plastic shower curtain, or any thought that fucking a girl was wrong, dissipated from their minds as Donna threw the now naked Stacey onto the bed. Her knickers were hanging from a drawer handle in the kitchen and her discarded dress lay on the hallway floor. The girl fumbled in the top drawer of the bedside table and took out a large black rabbit which buzzed eagerly into life.
She touched the tip to the entrance to her vagina, savouring the feeling and making sure she was damp enough for it. Donna had made sure of that and soon the long shaft was pulsating deep inside her while the bunny ears buzzed angrily into her labia and onto her clitoris.
She was watching Donna, getting extra turned on at the sight of her big tits and gorgeous hard nipples.
Donna looked at her PVC trench coat on the chair. Stacey spotted the look, “put it on”, she demanded.
Donna needed no second asking as the smooth and shiny mac slid on and she revelled in the feeling as she pushed her fingers into her still damp pussy and watched Stacey intently.
Then Donna climbed on the bed and carefully moved her leg over Stacey then manoeuvred herself over the girls face, lowering her wet pussy until it was touching Stacey’s lips and her nose moved provocatively near her bum hole between her lower cheeks.
Stacey drew her legs up to force the vibrator as deep inside her as possible while making sure the ears pressed hard into her. Ordinarily Stacey needed only a light touch to be aroused and orgasm, but right now she was so turned on she just wanted hard pain in her vagina and pussy and to be smothered by Donna’s gorgeous fat labia as her tongue explored inside her friend.
Stacey was even turned on by the feel of Donna’s open PVC raincoat playing over her tits. She could see nothing but lovely rounded buttocks, but her mind constructed a view of what Donna was doing up there, rubbing her huge tits with black shiny vinyl and lost in the feeling of her pussy being pressed hard into her face.
The feeling was too much and suddenly Stacey crossed her legs in ecstasy and orgasmed hard, for a moment her thighs locked meaning she was unable to remove the vibrator that continued to buzz mercilessly.
Donna flumped forward onto Stacey, momentarily allowing air for her friend, but then pushing her pussy hard onto Stacy’s lips in the hope that her friend might attend to her clitoris. The black PVC covered Satecy’s naked body and, because removal of the sex toy was not possible, she thrust it deeper and harder then found herself accidentally bite Donna’s clitoris.
“Oh god yes”, heaved Donna, “don’t stop, do it again”.
Stacey’s teeth played around Donna, this was new and dangerous territory, but in that moment Donna wanted nothing more than to orgasm in the pleasure of pain.
The rabbit bit angrily into Stacey’s pussy as she came once more, this time she could not bear to keep the vibrator in place and pulled it out quickly just as she orgasmed again.
Donna screamed and her legs tightened around Stacey’s face as rivers of liquid flooded from ver vagina - some finding its way provocatively into her mouth. There was pain but the scram was mainly pure pleasure and Donna fell forward, pressing her full PVC covered weight on her friend before rolling off exhausted.

The two friends agreed that the distance between them was going to be difficult. Both had had a wonderful time, but deep down Stacey struggled with the whole PVC fetish part, and Donna loved being eaten out but if she was honest, longed for a cock inside her. Stacey was wearing her brown PVC Jeans and nylon cagoule and of course Donna had her PVC mackintosh on. They hugged for the last time. Stacey held out a package, “Think of me when you two are having fun”, and Donna took the carefully folded plastic shower curtain.

THE END - of Stacey’s story

[JoPVC]

Magnificent story. I am a man. Reading this text, I recognize myself, I have the same fetish for pvc raincoats and pvc shower curtains have the same effect on me! It has been more than fifty years since this passion, this love of PVC, came to me!
This story would be the 7th episode of a beautiful series? How to read the other episodes?  
Thanks to the friend who will leave me an answer!