Disclaimer: That '70s Show belongs to Carsey-Werner-Mandabach Productions and
20th Century Fox. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 03/07/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Strong language, voyurism, male solo sex, male/female sex, female
solo sex, female/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Donna/Jackie/Hyde

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: Donna writes a letter to her absent love Eric, which describes the
one certain problem that she's going through and how Jackie and Hyde helped
her overcome it.

Other Notes: This story is a birthday gift for Laura Prepon, who was born on
March 7th, 1980.

Dedication: Happy 26th Birthday to Laura Prepon! -- ATK 2006

That '70s Showe: With Love, Donna
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

To: Eric Forman, Africa
From: Donna Pinciotti, Wisconson

My darling Eric--
It has been quite a while since you had left for Africa and I still miss you
so much that I was so sexually-depserate enough to start fucking anything and
anybody with two legs and yet, I'm still wishing that you could come home
soon and the both of us could be together again.

As for that sexually-desperate stage of mine, I might as well go ahead and
tell you what has happened to me on the Seventh day of March, which was
exactly when our good friends -- Jackie, Hyde and Fez -- had decided to meet
inside the basement of the Forman house after Red has left for work and Kitty
has gone to do some errends.

Anyway, after we all had sat ourselves down on the couch that your parents
are still keeping down in that basement and each of us had started telling
each other what our deepest secrets were, I was stupid enough to open my
big, fat mouth and tell them that I was sick and tired of waiting for you
and needed someone to fuck my brains out real bad.

But after I had done that, I had looked at all of their shocked faces and
realized that I had just made the biggest mistake of my whole life, causing
me to say that I was sorry for having said something so stupid to them and
get my ass out of there before I've allowed myself to suffer some more

But then, as soon as I had gotten myself out of the basement and just as I
was about to take one step out of your house, both Jackie and Hyde had ran
out of the basement and over to me just in time for Jackie to place her
friendly hands on my shoulders and said, "No-no, Donna. You don't have to
apologize for saying that. I mean, if you really were to ask me, I don't
blame you one single bit."

And then, after the both of us had looked and smiled at each other and gave
each other a great big hug, both Jackie and Hyde had invited me to join them
at her place for some peaceful company and after I had realized that it might
be better than just sitting around in my room and feeling sorry for myself
for the rest of my life, I had accepted their invitation.

And so, after we had said 'goodbye' to Fez, the three of us had started
walking all the way to Jackie's house, only to have it start pouring down
rain and cause the three of us to start running towards the Burkhart home,
where we had stepped into the house through the back door and looked and
laughed at each other, for we were all soaking wet.

Then, after we were all finally able to catch our breath, the three of us had
agreed to get ourselves out of our wet clothes and hang them over a pair of
kitchen chairs to dry, but after we had done that, we had turned towards each
other and I had suddenly noticed what fantastic bodies both Jackie and Hyde
had on them and vice versa.

And even though we knew that what we had done behind your back was wrong, I
had found myself moving towards both Jackie and Hyde, placing my hands on
her bare arms and kissed her ever so passionately on the lips, while he was
staring at us and rubbing his stiff cock.

And then, after she had taken one of my hands and handed it over to Hyde, he
had led me out of the kitchen and into the living room, where we had laid
our bare-ass naked bodies on the floor and he had started licking all over
my nude body -- all the way down to my hot, wet pussy and carressing my firm

And after Jackie has slowly walked into the room and started pumping two of
her fingers in and out of her hot, moist snatch and carressing her own tits
with the other hand, I had slowly licked my lips, placed my hands on Hyde's
bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Steven!
Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

And then, after Jackie had moved herself closer to me and Hyde, laid
herself down next to me and started sucking on my stiff mounds, I had
suddenly realized that even though my heart is still always with you,
I was experiencing something that I had never experienced with any size
group before, for I was experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and
enjoying every minute of it.

Just then, after Hyde has placed his stone hard dick inside my pussy and
started licking on Jackie's snatch, I had started sucking on her tits,
causing a sexually-energized Jackie to place her hands on my bare back and
yell at the top of her lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, STEVEN! DO

And then, after we had started moving ourselves harder and faster and our
lovemaking has made its final appearence in the latest STAR WARS movie, the
three of us had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with
our naked arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, as soon as I had made it back to my own house and went upstairs
to my room, I had suddenly realized what would happen if you were to suddenly
come back home and notice the look of guilt on my face just before you place
your gentle hands on my arms and ask me 'what's wrong'.

That was before I had finally decided to just sit down on my bed, get out a
pad and pencil and get it all out in the open, while I'm writing this letter
to you and hoping that you would still be able to love me even though I had
no choice, but to do have that one sexual fling with Jackie and Hyde.

Oh, if you were to recieve a certain letter that has been written to you and
it's from two people named Jackie Burkhart and Steven Hyde, would you please
do me a favor and just read it, because if I'm not mistaken, that letter is
also from two good friends who are asking to be forgiven... just like me.

-- With Love, Donna.



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