Chapter 10
The next morning, Saturday, Donna awoke to the sound of running water and the odor of perking coffee. She had been so tired the night before that she hadn't bothered to check on Verna and had gone straight to bed, to sink into a deep slumber from which she had not awakened until now. It was apparent that Verna was home for the weekend and was in the bathroom taking a shower, She also must have put on the coffee pot because the odor of bubbling coffee was fresh in the air.
She laid quietly, for a moment, collecting her thoughts and trying to remember what day it was. Then it dawned on her it was Saturday and she climbed from the bed and padded into the bathroom. A quick glance proved that the shower door was closed and the water was running inside. Verna was taking a shower.
She stopped before the small mirror on the front of the medicine cabinet and peered at the thin face which confronted her. It looked so tired, she conceded. She must remember to take her vitamins. She opened the cabinet, rummaged among the few bottles it contained and selected a pill from a small container. Her own birth control pills were out, she noticed, so she would borrow one from Verna. Verna always had an extra package and wouldn't mind. She slipped it into her mouth, swallowed it with a mouthful of water and gave a deep sigh of contentment. It was so nice to be alive and not have to do anything today. Her only desire was to rest, and wait for Robert to call.
She was scrutinizing her eyebrows in the mirror and debating whether she should use more eye shadow when she heard the door of the shower slide open. She turned to speak to Verna as she stepped from the shower.
A long arm reached through the opening of the receding door and a large hand grasped for the rack of towels beside the door. A. bushy head thrust through the door as the arm holding the towel was drawn in and two bright blue eyes peered out.
"Are you ready, baby?" a husky voice inquired. "You were supposed to wash my back."
Donna viewed the bushy hair and blue eyes with startled dismay. The person in the shower wasn't Verna, it was a man and he was coming out of the shower asking questions. She felt suddenly numb, fully aware that she was standing there in full view, completely naked.
The cool eyes swept the length of her body, pausing at her firm round breasts, then sliding lower to the black thatch of hair covering her pussy slit. What they were seeing must have pleased him because his face creased into a warm smile. "Hello, baby," he stated casually. "I thought you were Verna."
Donna pressed her hands to her breasts, covering them but leaving her pubic area in full view. The motion made his smile turn into a broad grin and his firm white teeth flashed at her.
"Don't hide them, baby," he countered. "Beautiful tits are to be looked at."
The warmth of his statement and his jovial attitude made her laugh and that broke the tension. She felt better. She knew there was nothing she could do but face up to the situation and make the most of it. She dropped her hands to her side and said hi.
He stepped from the shower, rubbing the towel briskly down his stomach and thighs. He appeared completely indifferent to the fact they were strangers and both naked. He paused when he dried his crotch and peered at her.
"You must be Donna," he observed quietly.
Donna nodded.
He brought the towel back up his stomach and rubbed across his hairy chest. "I'm Skipper," he explained. "Verna must be getting coffee."
Donna nodded again.
He tossed the towel onto the hamper beside the wash basin and pushed a lock of brown hair back from his face. "You and I should get acquainted. You're a pretty good looking chick."
Donna tried to speak, to say something intelligent. She heard herself stuttering. "I... I... I... " Words wouldn't come and she was certain the young man must think her a fool. She stared dumbly at his long prick and the huge bag behind it. He seemed to sense her bewilderment and his grin grew broader. "Don't be uptight, baby. Just relax. What you need is a good fuck."
The boldness of him and his sudden statement gave Donna a sense of shock. She hadn't wanted to think of sex on this day but now that she was confronted by the possibility, she didn't know how to answer. Of course, he wasn't offering himself as a partner, he had only made the statement that she needed a good fuck.
Perhaps she did.
She wanted to sound casual, to let him know that she wasn't offended by his statement. After all, this was the new age, the time of the sexual revolution, when fucking was the prime time program of life.
"I would like that," she forced her lips to say and was a bit startled to note that her voice sounded pleading.
He was so good looking that just looking at him made her feel like she was going to cry. He was handsome, he was tall, he was strong and his prick looked like it could reach from her cunt all the way up to her throat. He was definitely beautiful and was appraising her body and calmly offering to fuck her. Seeing the length of that manly cock was making her tremble she wanted to be fucked so bad.
"I want you to fuck me," she hastened to say. "I want you to fuck me right now."
He didn't need a second invitation. In seconds, he was guiding her into the bedroom, forcing her along with a hand on her back, as if suspicious that she might change her mind. She moved ahead of him, striding rapidly back to her bed. She sat down on the edge of it, glanced sharply up into his face, then flopped back onto the rumpled covers. Her legs extended over the side of the bed, spread slightly, her cunt opened invitingly to his prick.
He was quick to take advantage of it. He lowered himself to the level of the bed, resting his arms beside her body, aiming his stiffening cock toward that luscious furry pie. Donna spread her legs wide, holding them aloft and raising her ass off the bed. Her wet cunt lips were aimed directly at him and she was certain that the soft pink flesh of her little oval pussy tongue was thrusting out from her hungry cunt, beckoning to his advancing cock, wanting to close down over it and suck it completely dry of its delicious juices. She began to beg, she wanted to be fucked so badly.
"Fuck me, Skipper. Push that big cock into my cunt! Verna won't care. She gets all kinds of cock. I need a good fuck now. Please? Will you, Skipper, please?"
She hated herself for the way she was acting. She was actually begging a strange man to fuck her. What would Robert say? Thinking about Robert now, irritated her. Robert had had a chance to fuck her last night but he hadn't done it. She had suffered all kinds of mistreatment at the hands of his friends and now, she realized, she didn't care what Robert thought. Here was a beautiful cock-she had a cunt and she wanted them put together. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted to be fucked, to be eaten, then fucked again.
"Hurry up and fuck me," she pleaded again. "Hurry, please, hurry."
Skipper wasted no time. He sank down beside the bed and buried his face in her open cunt. His tongue flicked into the wet opening, probed the tender flesh. He licked the nub of her clitoris, uncovering it, brushing it, bringing it erect. Then he licked all around it. Donna's cunt was boiling.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me... " she wailed. "No suck, no suck. Fuck, please, no suck."
Skipper pushed his tongue deeper into the flesh of her hot pussy. It lapped up across the tender folds, dragging out the moisture, brushing it down the soft lips, into his waiting mouth. He licked his lips in anticipation.
"Patience, baby. Keep it cool. I'm getting you ready for my cock."
"Then hurry." Donna cooed. "I want that cock up my cunt. All the way up my cunt. Hurry, Skipper!"
Skipper's tongue dug deeper into Donna's wet pussy and she began to wiggle with the feeling it was bringing to her. "Eat it, Skipper!" she cried. "Fuck me with your tongue!"
"What about me?" a voice asked from the bedroom doorway.
Skipper stopped licking and waved to the girl who had entered. She was carrying two cups of coffee and she, also, was naked.
"You're next, baby," he assured her. "This little cunt needs me now." He thrust his tongue back into the oozing hole and lapped hungrily.
"She can use my vibrator," Verna said with a laugh. She carried the cups of coffee to the small dresser and put them down. Then she picked a vibrator from a drawer and held it out so Skipper could see it.
"That's wild," he stated, nodding. "I'll push that in her ass."
"Then what about me?" Verna asked. "What's going to take care of me?"
Skipper took the vibrator, rubbed it with Vaseline from the dresser and aimed it into Donna's rectum. "She can lick your cunt," he suggested. "She can make you come while I make her come."
Verna said, "That's wild." She climbed upon the bed and took a position near Donna's head.
Donna waited until she had crouched down with a leg on each side of her head and her pussy poised above her mouth. Then she rubbed the open cunt with a finger. "He's the most," she whispered to her friend. "He's absolutely the most!"
Skipper touched the tip of the vibrator to Donna's asshole. "Here it comes, baby," he whispered. He pushed it into the opening and up into the canal of her ass. Donna grunted, gritted her teeth and waited anxiously. She felt that what Skipper was doing had to be good or he wouldn't do it. At least it was better than having a flabby cock thrust up her ass. This she could bear. She grunted again when he twisted the knurled knob that set the vibrator in motion. Then she gritted her teeth and settled back to enjoy it.
Skipper changed positions, arching over her, supporting his weight on his arms and legs. He guided his penis into the wet, open lips of her inviting cunt.
"Take it, baby," he whispered as it slid smoothly into her hole. "Take all I've got."
"Ohhhhhhhh... Ohhhhhh myyyyyyy!" Donna blurted. "Oh my ass! Oh God, my assss!"
"Isn't it beautiful, baby?"
"Oh yessssss... Oh God yesssssss!"
"Take it, baby... take it all!"
"Push it in me, honey. Push it all the way in... " Skipper pushed, then wiggled his ass, then pushed some more. He raised his ass slowly, hesitated, then belted his groin down against her crotch. His cock slithered up Donna's wet cunt and she groaned with the force of pleasure it brought her.
"Fuck," she grunted; "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... "
Skipper worked his cock in and out slowly, giving a precise push to each stroke and wiggling his ass as he did so. The action forced his hard cock against every bit of surface of the hot cunt, bringing the nerves alive.
Verna lowered her body, bringing her cunt to a position just inches from Donna's mouth.
"Eat it, honey," she told Donna. "Eat the hell out of me."
Donna placed her lips over the opening, found the soft flesh and licked along each side of it. Then she stabbed her tongue deep into the recesses of Verna's pussy. She could hear her roommate grunting and felt the slight tremor that went through her body. This was something new for Donna and she decided she liked it. It was like sucking a grapefruit for the first time. A lovely sweet, juicy grapefruit. She licked and licked, then reached even deeper into the hot cunt and licked some more.
She had to stop to let out a moan.
The vibrator was shimmying in her asshole at the same time Skipper's prick was fucking her cunt. It was like having an oversize turd thrust into her ass. One that shimmied back and forth and was so terrible that she loved it.
Her tongue had found the little clit in Verna's cunt and she was rubbing it. She had heard that was the way to make a woman come and she wanted Verna to have that satisfaction. She wanted to forget what Skipper was doing to her and, to take her mind from it, she grasped Verna's tits and squeezed. She had never done that before and was surprised at the amount of pleasure it gave her. Verna must have liked it too. She was muttering and whispering, "Oh boy, oh boy."
It was like having an enema suddenly let loose. Her body shook and the pain hi her asshole darted through her entire body. She was hot, sweating, breathing hard and her pussy felt as if it must explode.
She could hear Verna crying. "Suck my cunt, honey! Suck my cunt off!"
Skipper was panting, blowing hot air on her cheek and going, "Ugh, ugh, ugh." The fire between her asshole and cunt was spreading and she could hardly hold still the pain was becoming so intense.
"Oh Skipper, Oh Jesus, Skipper!"
She removed her mouth from Verna's cunt and cried out to Skipper. "Hard, honey! Fuck me hard! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Her fingers dug into his arms, her legs bent higher and wider and she whimpered softly as his cock flowered inside her cunt and the hot cum welled out into her vagina.
"It's good," she whispered, once more. "It's so good, so good."
Then she buried her face back into Verna's crotch. What was happening there was good too and she didn't want to miss any of it. Her tongue crept deep into Verna's cunt and she didn't hear when the phone rang.
Verna said, "Shit, I'll get it."
She climbed from the bed and scurried into the living room to answer. In a few minutes she was back. "It's Robert," she stated with a grimace. "He wants you to come over or something."
Donna tried to smile at her roommate. "Fuck Robert," she said in a contented voice. "I don't want to do anything until Skipper fucks me again like he did."
Skipper pulled his cock from her dripping cunt and wiped it on the bed sheet. "Whatever you say," he assured her. "I just need to breathe a little." He sank down flat on her body and pushed his hot groin into her own. "You are a superfuck, baby," he added with a contented smile. "You are a real, out of this world, superfuck."