Frank Gavin - Animal farm

"You've gotten us very interested now," Norma Hart said.

"That's right," Bill Hart said. "You can't stop now, Cliff. Does it have anything to do with that new Four-H program?"

"Yes," Cliff said, suddenly wishing that he'd kept his big mouth shut. Bill would probably shit right there if he knew that his lovely young daughter was involved. He'd have to do some lying, by damn, and pretend that he was only talking so as to get some advice as to what he should do.

"I think I'd better make it clear that none of your children are involved," Cliff lied.

"I should hope not!" Norma exclaimed.

Cliff looked at Norma's beautiful body. She was completely naked, and he wondered what she'd say if he told her that her daughter was actually just as sexy as she was. How the fuck was he going to handle the situation he'd talked himself into? By lying, of course, as he'd already decided – he just hoped that he could keep his story straight in his mind in case he was quizzed later.

"I went out to the barn yesterday afternoon to check on the animals the kids are caring for as a Four-H project. There were a couple of girls there. They didn't see me. They were too engrossed in what they were doing to notice me."

"They were both naked and were playing with one of the young horse's balls and cock. That prick was over two feet long. They'd constructed a bed out of hay directly under the horse. One of the girls got on her back and let the other girl guide a few inches of the long cock into her pussy. You should've seen that girl bouncing her ass on that hay!"

"She had an orgasm and then she held the stiff prick while the other girl fucked. They changed around a few time before the young horse finally popped his nuts. His stuff really flooded her cunt, I mean, and – well, that's about it folks. I didn't know if I should report it to the principle or somebody else with more authority than I have and I still don't know what to do."

"Why do anything?" Peggy Savage's father asked. "Hell, let the girls have their fun!"

"You shouldn't talk like that, George," Peggy's mother said. "What if one of the girls was our Peggy! Why, I don't see how a girl could keep from getting hurt fooling around with a horse like that!"

"It sounds to me as if the depth of the penetration could be controlled fairly easily," George said. "And as for our Peggy – it wouldn't surprise me very much to hear that she'd try something like that. You know as well as I do, Mona, that she's boy-crazy. Or should I have said cock-crazy?"

"I'm sure that Peggy has sex with boys, but that isn't like doing it with a horse," Mona said, walking over and sitting down beside Cliff. "You won't tell who the girls are, Cliff?"

"You wouldn't know them," Cliff said, feeling very sober by then, deciding that he'd better not do any more talking – lying or otherwise. "I've said too much already and I think I'll just try and forget that I saw anything. I'll do as George said and let the girls have their fun."

Elaine sat down on the other side of Cliff. "Are you sure that you didn't get sexy-hot and fuck at least one of the girls, Cliff? You didn't seem very interested when we had sex last night!"

"Maybe Cliff got so hot while watching he had to beat his meat," Bill said, laughing. "I find the whole deal exciting just hearing and thinking about it. And, looking around at the hard cocks now, I see that I'm not the only one to find the tale stimulating."

"What did happen after the horse shot off?" Norma asked.

"I managed to keep out of sight until the girls left," Cliff said. "While they were washing themselves, using a bucket of water, I heard them talking, though, and it seems that they'd had sex with the other young horse, too. As well as with the two young bulls."

"I'm amazed that animals can be used for such purposes," Mona said after a rather long silence. "I've read about such things, of course, and I'll even admit that reading about bestiality kind of turned me on."

Norma laughed. "You sound as if you'd like to give it a try with a horse, Mona!"

"I'd at least like to see that kind of action," Mona said seriously. "Maybe we could have a swap club meeting at the barn and the women could draw numbers or something to see who'd go through with the actual fucking."

"I'd be willing to gamble," Elaine said. "Not that I'd know whether or not the woman who had to take on the horse had won or lost!"

There was a general discussion, with the men saying that they'd like to watch such an exhibition. Cliff decided that there might've been just as much acceptance if he'd told the whole truth. Because within a matter of minutes it was decided, without one nay vote, that they'd all go out to the barn the very next night.

Somebody wanted to know if there were lights at the barn, and Cliff said that there were, then added that there was even a creek nearby where the kids had been swimming.

"They told me about it at school," he said. "Then you all agree that I should just ignore the fact that I saw the girls having sex with the horses?"

They were all in agreement and Bill suggested that they get on with the present party. There were no objections to that and Cliff was relieved that he'd gotten out of what could've been a serious situation. He certainly didn't want to be the one to tell them about their wanton, promiscuous daughters – and maybe he'd learn to keep his mouth shut while drinking.

Rod was on the box, peeking through the window. He watched as the couples paired off and started having sex in various ways. He'd had a hard-on all the time he'd been watching, even if there hadn't been any action. Seeing the naked females, and admiring his mother's beautiful body, was enough to put him in the mood for sex.

He stepped down off the box and led Betty far enough away so that they could talk. "I'm ready to go if you are, Betty. I'm ready for some action myself and we have some planning to do, too."

"You're thinking about going out to the barn tomorrow night?" Betty asked.

"Sure. We'll be staying at Grandma's house again, I suppose. And even if the folks let us stay here we could still get Peggy to take us. We could park the car and take the path along the creek."

"I'm willing to go peek tomorrow night," Betty said. She put a hand on the bulge in his pants. "I'm more than ready to go to Grandma's now, too!"

Rod patted his sister's firm ass and told her that he'd be right back. He put the screen back into place in the window without looking inside. He'd had enough peeking for the time being. He carried the box back to where he'd gotten it and then he and Betty started toward Grandma's.

As they walked slowly through the warm night Rod put his arm around his sister's waist and pulled her close against him. Betty hugged his waist in response and pressed her hip on his.

After about a block, Betty said, "Peggy's folks don't have a very high opinion of her, that's for sure. Should we tell her about them before she sees them out at the barn?"

"I think we'd better," Rod said after thinking about it for almost a full minute. "I'm sure that she'll take it okay, but she might yell or some damn thing if we don't tell her before she sees them in action."

"I guess you're right," Betty said. "I know hot her parents look like, anyhow. They're very attractive and I wouldn't mind making it with her father. Or with her mother, for that matter!"

She had changed her style of dressing in the last few months to accommodate their sexual fun. For years she'd refused to wear a dress or skirt except on the most dress-up occasions, preferring instead jeans or shorts depending on the weather.

But since she and Rod had begun having sex she'd gradually switched to skirts and blouses, usually full skirts that were easy to get up out of the way for impromptu sex around the house, and preferring long ones that made it unlikely that anyone would notice that fact that she seldom wore underwear anymore.