Chapter 11
Robert called again at three o'clock that afternoon to explain about the board meeting. Donna talked to him with a great sense of ease and accomplishment. By that time, she had been fucked a second time and had sucked Skipper off, under the breakfast table. She had been amazed by Verna's attitude about the whole affair because girlfriends usually didn't want their boyfriends sticking their pricks in strange cunts. Verna appeared to have enjoyed the proceedings of the morning and was quick to give her consent to the plan. Donna hadn't realized she had such a liberal roommate and was very pleased.
"You have been getting a big ripoff, honey." Verna told her. "A girl should have a good fuck at least twice a week and I know you have been frustrated by Robert."
"But fucking Skipper," Donna had reminded her. "Don't you mind?"
Verna accepted the question with a friendly hug and an affectionate pat. "He likes fucking as much as I do," she assured her. "Just the two of us gets rather boring. You add something new to his diet. He loved fucking you."
"I would love sucking his cock," Donna had commented. Verna had been fascinated by the suggestion and insisted that she do it right then. The fact that they were eating breakfast, while still naked, didn't matter. She insisted Donna get under the table and suck Skipper's cock while he was eating his oatmeal. It was such a crazy and such a wild idea that Donna agreed to do it.
She crawled down under the table, winding around Verna's legs and settled down on her knees between Skipper's tanned hairy legs. It was like sucking Robert's prick at the Oakland Raider's football game only Skipper was naked and his cock was already stiff and sticking out from his crotch like a fishing pole. All she had to do was take it in her mouth and suck.
But first, she wanted to play with it.
She grasped it in her fingers, squeezing it gently and moving her hand along its length. Then she held it up and licked the end of the big red knob on the end. The stiff prick looked so big and so powerful that she considered asking Skipper to fuck her again.
He spread his legs so she could grasp his balls, then while she licked on the warm prong, she squeezed the soft bag containing his balls. Skipper stopped eating his oatmeal and groaned.
She gave it another squeeze and tugged it gently.
"You like that, Skipper?" she inquired in a soft voice. "Do you Skipper?"
Skipper pressed his hand over his kinky pubic hair and moved forward on his chair.
"Feels great," he assured her. "Take it in your mouth."
She touched it to her lips, then slowly drew it into her mouth. Her fingers worked the skin back along the shaft and feeling the silky smoothness gave her a sensation of intense pleasure. She was learning to like sucking cocks.
Verna wiggled on her chair, then she moved her legs apart to give more room under the table. "What you doing, Donna?" she inquired with a knowing smile. "Skipper's acting like it's awful good."
Donna couldn't answer because her mouth was full of hard prick. She moved her left arm, intending to straighten it, to relieve the cramp of being in such close quarters. Her fingers brushed something hairy, then settled into the warmth of a moist cunt. Verna spread her legs and sat forward in the chair, opening her pussy to Donna's exploring finger. Donna pushed it into the cuntal lips and wiggled it back and forth. Verna opened wider, proving she liked what her roommate was doing.
Donna had never fingerfucked a girl before and now that she was playing with Verna's open cunt, it seemed as wild as sucking a man off while he was eating breakfast. She pushed the finger deeper into Verna's open vagina.
Skipper's prick was deep in her mouth and she was wetting the length of it with her tongue, then moving her lips slowly back along the sensitive skin to the end of it. She lapped the pink knob, licking around and around, then down across the crevice which separated it from the main shaft. She drew it back deep into her mouth and while she sucked, she played with Verna's cunt.
Verna mumbled something she couldn't understand and squirmed on the breakfast chair.
The prick jerked, then wormed slowly outward, growing longer and fatter. Donna moved her head rapidly, sucking hard. She heard Skipper mutter again, then he bucked forward and groaned as if in intense pain.
"Oh shit! Oh Jesus shit!"
His cock jerked forward and the hot cum spewed back against her throat. She paused in her action, swallowed hurriedly, then wiped her mouth with her hand. Then she popped the cock back into her mouth and cleansed it of all the cum she could find.
Verna tightened her thighs against her hand and moaned with pleasure. The moisture from her cunt ran down Donna's hand onto her wrist. She pulled it back, wiped the ooze on Verna's leg and leaned her head against Skipper's warm thigh.
"That was beautiful," she said happily. "Almost as good as getting fucked."
After breakfast, they had lounged around, reading, listening to records and getting together to finger a cunt, to rub a cock, or suck a tit as often as possible. Donna hadn't known that sex could be so much fun. It was a new way of life for her and she was finding out that she loved it.
Robert sounded extremely excited when he called back. His voice was shrill and a little breathless. "There's something I have to ask you," he announced as soon as she answered the phone. "The director's meeting is tonight and I have to know before they sit down."
Donna's spirits soared. If the question was that important, she was positive she knew what it was. Asking a girl to marry him was about the most important question any man could ask unless it was the first time he had asked a girl to fuck.
"Be there by six-thirty," Robert insisted. She said she would and hung up feeling very elated. The time had finally arrived. Tonight, Robert was going to ask her to be his wife and then would announce it at the meeting of the directors. She knew the meeting would be in the assembly room on the second floor of the store. Robert had mentioned that much when he told her about it for the first time. Since he hadn't mentioned sending a cab for her, she assumed she would have to call one herself or take the bus.
Skipper settled the question by announcing he would drive her over. Since there was a good two and a half hours to kill, he suggested they lay on the floor, in front of the small television set, and fuck while they were watching the second half of the UCLA-Michigan football game.
Verna teased and insisted she be the one to be fucked while she sucked Donna's cunt. To satisfy both girls, he screwed both, fucking first one girl, then the other, while they sucked each other's cunts between shots. It wasn't until the highlights after the game that they learned who had won.