Frank Harper - Animal farm

"I think Pee-wee's getting ready to shoot off, Stacy!"

Stacy had already sensed the imminent explosion. She hunched faster, and thrust higher, taking eight, maybe nine inches of the throbbing tool, swiftly approaching a climax of her own. When the hot sperm spurted and sprayed her snapping snatch she spasmed through a shattering orgasm, not trying to stop the soft little cries that spilled from between her parted lips.

The jism overflowed and squirted out around her clinging cunt lips. When she was still, and the pony's cock was becoming soft and pulling back up into its sheath, Betty wanted to know how Stacy had enjoyed it.

"Compared to a human cock," Betty added with a little laugh. "I could tell you popped your cookies."

"I liked Al's and Phil's fucking better," Stacy said. "This was great, and I came like crazy, but I like a little kissing with my fucking. Besides, Pee-wee just stands there like a statue. Not that I expected him to say 'thank you' or some damn thing."

"You can bet your lovely ass he enjoyed himself," Betty said, giving out with a little laugh again. "It looks as if he's had it for now, though. Let's go to the house and take a shower."

Stacy cupped her crotch with one hand and swung to her feet. There was a water faucet nearby, and by the time she'd cleaned herself the best she could, Betty had destroyed the bed made out of hay. They put the robes on and hurried to the house and an upstairs bathroom.

They squeezed into the shower stall, after Betty had found an extra bathing cap to keep Stacy's hair from getting wet. They soaped each other, paying particular attention to each other's breasts at first, then ended up fingering each other's cunts. They were both soon sexy-hot again and Stacy was more than willing when Betty suggested they go to bed and have some fun. Stacy would've suggested it if Betty hadn't – and wished it wasn't too late to contact Al and Phil so she could have the kind of sex she liked best of all.

They rinsed off, dried themselves, and hurried to Betty's room. Betty turned the light on and while she was pulling the shades over the windows Stacy stretched out on the bed. Betty opened a bureau drawer and took out a gadget Stacy had seen advertised in magazines. It was a cordless electric massager in the shape of a cock. The ads stated it'd stimulate circulation and give fast relief from tension to all parts of the body, but Stacy was sure they were mostly used to penetrate and ease the tension in cunts.

Smiling brightly, her big titties swaying slightly, Betty walked over to the bed. "Did you ever see one of these, Stacy?"

"Only in pictures," Stacy said.

"I find this much more fun than diddling myself with a finger," Betty said, stretching out beside Stacy.

Hearing the faint buzz as the battery-operated vibrator was turned on, Stacy rolled over on her side and propped up on an elbow for a better view. Betty started running the cock-shaped massager over her own thrusting breasts. The nipples jumped to attention immediately, and Stacy felt her own nipples become erect just from watching.

"This feels just about as good as a tongue darting here and there," Betty said, spreading her legs wide. She began running the tip of the massager over her inner thighs and up and down her glistening cuntal lips. "You can use creams or oils on this lovely artificial pecked of course, but my juices flow so easily I can start right out with it dry. Personally, I like to turn the thing off until I get it in and then I turn on with it!"

The buzzing sound stopped and Betty slowly shoved the massager into her pussy. It was about seven inches long and just about all of it had been engulfed when she stopped pushing.

"Here goes!" she exclaimed.

The massager began vibrating and Betty's ass did a wild little dance on the mattress. She moaned and soon cried out she was coming. She lurched and bucked, jerked and jolted, then yanked the artificial cock from her cunt.

"Enough of that's really enough," she said breathlessly. "Are you ready to try it, Stacy?"

"Yes," Stacy said, feeling she was passionate enough to try just about anything.

Betty said she'd like to do the penetrating. Stacy said it was all right with her, and flopped over on her back. Betty got between Stacy's widespread legs and slowly inserted the massager with the motor turned off. The cock-like object made contact with Stacy's clitoris, and when the vibrations started, she thought she was going to pass out the pleasure was so intense.

She pushed against Betty's hands after she'd been vibrated through a series of orgasms. Betty pulled the artificial cock out and mashed her mouth against Stacy's quivering cunt. She lapped and sucked Stacy through another blissful orgasm, then Stacy went down on Betty. Later they did a sixty-nine.

Stacy told Betty afterward she'd enjoyed herself very much, but she'd prefer to have a human cock. She didn't mention that she was mostly thinking about her own father's big beautiful prick.

The next day was Saturday. Stacy was glad for several reasons. Her father went to his office on Saturdays, so she didn't have to face him, and her mother had gone shopping by the time Stacy got up. Also, aside from the fact she enjoyed the days off from school, she and Betty had decided, after becoming temporarily sexually satiated the evening before, to get a group together and go for a horseback ride into the foothills.

They also decided to take picnic lunches and go to a lake for some swimming. Betty had said they'd undoubtedly go swimming in the nude, and the result would probably mean sex. Stacy, not sure that she wanted the kids in her set to know about her sexual activities, had mentioned it to Betty and Betty had said she understood and would pick a few boys and girls in her own set she could trust not to blab.

Betty called on the phone shortly before ten o'clock and said she'd made arrangements for everybody to meet at her house in about an hour. Stacy said she'd be there, but as soon as the connection was broken, she was sorry she hadn't asked how many were going.

Deciding she'd find out soon enough, she went to the kitchen and made some sandwiches. She'd just finished eating breakfast, which she'd prepared herself, as the cook-housekeeper had the weekend off. She wondered about beer or soft drinks, but thought she'd let Betty or somebody else take care of that.

While Stacy was in the barn saddling her favorite riding horse, after putting the sandwiches in a saddle bag, Evelyn McCready entered. Evelyn lived nearby. She and Stacy had gone riding together often. Her father was a banker and had a nice string of spirited thoroughbred horses.

After returning Evelyn's cheery greeting, and wondering what kind of an excuse she should make if Evelyn wanted to go with her, Stacy said, "I'm going riding with Betty Evans and some of her friends, Evelyn. We're going up into the foothills to the lake on a picnic."

"That sounds like fun! I don't have anything planned for the day, Stacy. I walked over to see if you wanted to go for a ride before I saddled up. It isn't much fun to go riding alone. Hint, hint!"

Stacy wasn't sure what she should say. She'd never talked to Evelyn about boys, or anything having to do with sex, and she didn't want to take a possible killjoy with her.

Evelyn was a tall redhead with green eyes, long legs, and a very nice figure. Stacy had seen Evelyn in a brief swimsuit many times. After her delightful experience with Betty, she couldn't keep from contemplating how it might be to have sex with the pretty girl.

"Maybe you wouldn't like what might go on at the lake, Evelyn. There'll be nude swimming, for sure, and since Betty's a swinger from the word go, her friends will – well, there'll probably be some sex action."