Frank Harper - Animal farm

"I sense there's two women in here," Stacy's father said, breaking a long silence. "When I agreed to go along with this somewhat silly game I wasn't told there'd be more than one partner."

Stacy looked at Betty and Betty put her fingers to her lips. Stacy didn't want to talk any more than Betty did. She wanted to do all kinds of things with her handsome father, and with his big beautiful cock, and she'd worry about the possible consequences later.

Betty began getting out of her clothes, and Stacy started doing the same. Her father would soon find out for sure there were two females in the room with him, and she hoped she wouldn't have to fight Betty to get her share of the thrilling action. She almost wished she'd been sent into the bedroom alone. Even if Betty would be there to share her father's possible anger afterward.

"I still think our hostess is a little nutty for coming up with these silly games, but I'll have to admit I find this one strangely exciting."

Stacy and Betty had finished getting undressed. Betty winked at Stacy and got on the bed near Stacy's father's head. He reached up, felt around, and began fondling her big titties. She leaned her face over and kissed him on the mouth. Stacy knew Betty wanted to give her first crack at the big cock, but she wished she had all of her father all to herself. His mouth, his kisses, everything. She watched them kissing heatedly, obviously using their tongues, and felt a pang of jealousy. She felt even more jealous when she saw-his lovely cock lifting into an erection before she'd even touched it.

Telling herself she was being silly, and had no right to be jealous, Stacy got on the bed between her father's parted legs. She caressed his muscular thighs. They were smooth and warm to the touch. She was glad he didn't have much hair on his body. The blond bush didn't even extend very far on his belly. She grasped his big prick with one hand and felt it grow hard in her fist. God, but it was exciting to be touching her father so intimately! She could feel her cunt lips already becoming damp.

Stacy glanced up at the mirror. There were lights on an around the room. It was a little weird to sec everything reflected. She watched her fingers, and the big stiff shaft as she slowly moved her fist up and down on the hard, throbbing flesh. She looked back down, directly at the swollen knob. The glans was an attractive pink. The smell drifting up to her nostrils made her feel a little giddy. The big cock had to be all of nine inches long. Maybe even ten.

On a downward stroke, Stacy left her fingers wrapped around the thick base of the long, rigid rod. She leaned over and began licking the big knob. The taste seemed to be even better than the cocks she'd licked before. Not that there was really much of a taste, she thought, twirling her tongue around and around the sleek flesh. The basic blandness still surprised her.

She opened her mouth wide and engulfed the glans. She felt her father's ass lift from the mattress, driving a few inches of the shaft into her sucking mouth. His buttocks settled back down, but she followed, taking more of the truly wonderful cock, grabbing his heavy bans with her other hand.

She was actually sucking her father's big beautiful cock! The fact it was supposed to be forbidden to perform any kind of sex act with one's father seemed to give her even more thrilling pleasure. How could anything that felt so good, and seemed so right, be so bad? God, but she was glad things had worked out as they had! No matter what happened afterward, she'd treasure her memories forever and ever!

Stacy had started holding the thick base of the jutting prick with a thumb and forefinger, so as to get more into her greedily sucking mouth. The knob began striking the back of her mouth on each downward movement. She didn't think she could possibly take it all, but she just had to try.

She relaxed her throat muscles, as she'd learned to do with the four other cocks she'd sucked, and managed to take enough to make the soft pubic hairs tickle her nose. She wanted to feel and taste the sperm shooting into her mouth and down her throat, but she also wanted her father's big cock buried in her steaming cunt. There was Betty to think about, too. Betty would want, and maybe demand, a lot of the action.

While thinking about Betty, and taking her father's swollen cockhead deep into her throat, Stacy had her eyes closed. She began sucking only the crown, and looked to see what her father and Betty were doing. They were still kissing passionately, and her father was still fondling Betty's lovely titties. Deciding that even if her father was capable of lasting a long time, as she'd observed while peeking, he might need a little rest, Stacy removed her mouth and tongue from his saliva-coated tool.

Besides, she wanted to give him pleasure by licking his balls. She might even tongue his asshole. She didn't want to get her jaws to aching, either. As had happened late Saturday afternoon out at the lake. She was glad she'd had practice sucking and fucking. She had a better chance to make her father happy.

Before Stacy could move her mouth down to her father's heavy sac, he and Betty stopped kissing. He said he was in the mood for some pussy lapping, then added, "I won't even attempt to guess who owns the mouth and tongue down there, but I will say she's an expert!"

Stacy caught herself just in time to keep from saying thanks. She lifted and watched as Betty straddled his head and lowered her crotch down over his face. Stacy saw her father's tongue lick Betty's cunt, then his fingers grasp Betty's firm asscheeks. She also heard little moans spilling from Betty's lips. She suddenly wondered at what point her father was supposed to remove the blindfold. When he failed to guess the identity of his partners? Again she found herself wishing Betty wasn't there.

Stacy's father moved his legs helpfully when she moved down to get at his nuts with her mouth and tongue. She kissed and tongued his inner thighs first, remembering how much she enjoyed such oral attentions. She licked the bag and sucked a testicle into her mouth. Just as she pushed the ball out with her tongue, intending to give the other one the same lavish treatment, she felt the bed shaking and saw Betty bouncing and wriggling through an orgasm.

She licked up along the underside of the poking cock, engulfed the head and sucked, sensing she'd soon be asked to change places with Betty. She was ready, too. She was getting very close to starting on the blissful journey toward a climax. She was even tempted to impale herself on the big beauty. It was only fair that she gave Betty a chance to do some sucking, though. Hell, if it weren't for Betty the glorious happening wouldn't even be taking place!

As soon as Betty lifted and rolled away from Stacy's father's face, he licked his wet lips, and said, "Why don't you hot-ass gals switch around? I'd like to return the favor to the one doing such a damned good job of sucking my cock!"

Stacy and Betty were moving before he finished speaking. Stacy didn't give him her pussy to lap right away, though. She waited until Betty was sucking his cock. She was afraid she might be jealous and she wanted to find out one way or the other. She was pleased to discover she only felt a strange kind of happiness for her father. She wanted him to have all the pleasure possible and she could tell he liked the way Betty gave a blowjob. She just hoped he didn't shoot off in Betty's greedily sucking mouth.

"The one sucking my cock now is damned good, too," Stacy's father said. He chuckled. "I don't want to slight anyone!"

He'd reached out and found Stacy with a hand. He was caressing her poking, hard-tipped titties. She impulsively leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. There was a faint taste of Betty's cuntal secretions. He jabbed his hot tongue into Stacy's mouth and she tingled right down to her toes. God, but it was great to be French-kissing her handsome father!