Frank Harper - Animal farm

"It does feel great, doesn't it, Stacy! Al's damned good with his tongue, I know-and so is Phil, for that matter!"

Stacy didn't answer. She knew that the way she was hunching along with Al's mouth and tongue was answer enough. Besides, she didn't think that mere words could ever describe or do justice to the tremendously wonderful pleasure she was experiencing. She hazily wondered why the hell she'd waited so long to give in to her desires. And there was more yet to come! She wanted to be fucked by Al – and by Phil, if he could get another hard-on.

Betty had turned sideways on the front seat, her head turned, her eyes on Al's bobbing head. She reached out and rubbed the back of Al's neck with one hand. Her other hand was out of sight, seemingly in her lap, and Stacy decided that Betty might be finger-fucking herself.

Phil pulled his needy mouth from the hard-nippled breast he was sucking at the moment and asked Stacy if she was about to come. Almost at that same instant Al's tongue went to Stacy's stiffened clitoris. The lapping, and then the sucking as the lips clamped down and around on her elongated passion-button, caused Stacy to start lurching and bucking and wriggling through a thrilling orgasm.

That was answer enough for Phil. Keeping right on squeezing one of her throbbing titties, he lifted and mashed his open mouth to hers. He darted his tongue and she met it with her own. She probed his hot mouth with her tongue, then Phil's tongue was darting in and out of her mouth in practically the same rhythm Al's tongue was darting in and out of her twitching pussy. Again she sagged limply, and again she was still hot, even though she'd experienced just about the best climax ever.

Both tongues were pulled from the two places at about the same time. Al got out from between Stacy's legs and Phil went down on his knees. While Phil was getting between Stacy's legs Al was moving up onto the seat beside Stacy. She accepted Al's wet lips and then his tongue, getting a special thrill out of the taste and the fact that she was sucking on a tongue that'd just probed her cunt.

Phil licked her wet gash and sucked around on the outer cuntal lips. He even nibbled with his teeth before snaking his hot tongue into her equally hot twat. Al broke the passionate, tongue-probing kiss and moved his mouth down to one of her spiked breasts. Since she'd already had two delightful orgasms Stacy was able to coast along, enjoying the lavish oral attentions to the utmost, but no longer so deliriously passionate that she was half out of her mind.

"I hope you aren't angry with me, Stacy!"

There wasn't enough light for Stacy to see Betty's eyes, but she could see that Betty's expression was serious.

"No, Betty, I might be sorry later, but I'm not angry with you or with anybody else."

"That takes a load off my mind," Betty said. "Even if I was sure that if I told the guys to apply a little pressure on you it'd turn out this way. I guess you're ready to be fucked now."

Al pulled his mouth from Stacy's throbbing breast and said that it might be a little messy in the car. "Besides," he added, "I've never had the desire to pop a girl's cherry. I'm not even sure that I want to take the responsibility."

Phil pulled his mouth and tongue from Stacy's clit and cunt, lifted his head, and licked his wet lips. "I'm not going to force you to take me on, Stacy, but I'll give you your first fuck if you'll just tell me in front of these witnesses that you want me to."

Stacy was glad that Phil had stopped lapping her cunt. She'd been getting close to starting the blissful dash toward another orgasm and she didn't want to make such an important decision while she had a tongue in her pussy. Why shouldn't she go all the way? She wanted to feel a cock inside her cunt and she was no longer all that innocent, anyhow.

"I have a confession to make," Stacy said, suddenly wanting to be fucked more than anything she'd ever wanted in her life. "I really don't have a cherry. Oh, I've never had a cock jammed in there, but I've been masturbating for a long time and once I used a handle of a hair brush and got a little rough."

Phil chuckled and said that was what he called honesty. Then he said that since he was already in position he'd do the honors if it was all right with Stacy.

Al protested, saying that he was Stacy's date and that Phil had already fucked and been sucked off by Betty and that his nuts were starting to ache.

Betty said that it was only fair that Al got first crack at his date and that maybe Stacy would give them both a piece of ass.

Saying that he didn't mind taking seconds, and that it wouldn't be the first time he'd banged a wet pussy, Phil moved from between Stacy's legs. As Al quickly got down and took Phil's place, Betty told Stacy that maybe she'd better give a verbal okay so that there wouldn't be any yelling about rape later.

"Just so I don't have to take a cock into my mouth," Stacy said. "I don't think I'm ready to try that and I may never be!"

Al had been hurriedly lowering his pants and shorts. Stacy couldn't see his cock, because of the darkness and the position he was in, but Phil had lifted and was sitting beside her, his cock out in the open and stiffly thrusting. She decided that he must've taken it out while he was going down on her. She resisted the impulse to reach out and touch the poking organ, wondering if it'd feel as hard as it looked, then telling herself that once she'd actually been fucked she might lose the last of her inhibitions.

Stacy wasn't all that nervous once she made up her mind that she definitely wanted to be fucked. That was partly because she'd already had two different tongues in her cunt, she thought – and partly because when she made up her mind to do something she usually did it.

Al snuggled in close and told Stacy to shove her ass out a little closer to the edge of the seat cushion. She obeyed and that caused most of her weight to be on her back and shoulders. She thought about putting her hand down to do the guiding, but she hesitated too long.

"I'll take it easy," Al said, placing the blunt end of his stiff cock against the crack between her cuntal lips. "Not that I think I'm going to last very long!"

Stacy felt that she'd be melting and creaming almost as soon as her steaming snatch was penetrated. Al pushed and the crown slipped in. He left the swollen glans buried right there and she knew right away that she was going to enjoy the hard, hot cock a hell of a lot more than she had her finger or the various other objects.

Al shoved his prick on in, slowly and carefully, and Stacy couldn't keep from pushing forward to get more of it deeper more quickly. The sensation was truly wonderful. She felt his pubic hairs meeting and mingling with hers as his stiff shaft probed the very depths of her clinging cunt.

She didn't know how long his cock was, but he was hitting bottom. She clamped down on the hard flesh and muscle as she'd so often done on her finger. He groaned, pulled almost out, then pushed all the way in again.

Al had his hands on her hips and his upper body was upright. As he began making in and out thrusts, the slow movements causing little rippling waves of ecstasy to spread throughout Stacy's body, she began to hunch along with him.

"How is it?" Betty asked excitedly.

"Oh, it's great! Wonderful! Beautiful!"

Al quickened the tempo of his thrusts. Phil leaned on Stacy's nearest breast. Without missing a stroke, Al leaned over and began sucking on her other spiked mound. She saw that Betty had reached over and was stroking Al's humping ass. Stacy put one hand on Al's head and her other hand on Phil's head. She felt as if she might've suddenly gone to heaven.

She'd met Al's faster pace. He slipped his hands under, grasped her wriggling ass, lifted his mouth from her throbbing tit, and really began pouring it to her. She moved just as fast, wriggling her ass wildly, sure that he was about to come, just as sure that she was going to climax with him.