Frank Gavin - Animal farm

The man got down behind the woman and began kissing and licking her full buttocks. She leaned over and rested the side of her face on her forearms. That tilted her ass at a better angle for his lavish oral attentions and it was easy to see that he was licking her puckered asshole as well as her gaping cunt.

The woman thrust her ass backward and swayed it around in quick little movements. The man jabbed his tongue against her anus and then seemingly got an inch or so of his oral instrument into her asshole. The woman's pleasure registered on her attractive features as the man tongued her bunghole. Rod had done that to Betty, mostly to give her pleasure, as he didn't get such a big bang out of the intimate act. Betty also performed analingus on him. He really liked the sensation and she seemed to really enjoy doing it.

After tonguing the woman's anus for a couple of minutes, the man went lower and tongued her glistening cunt for a minute or two. She squirmed heatedly and Rod and Betty both got sexy-hot again from watching. But they didn't touch each other, as they wanted to wait until they could be naked before indulging in any more sexual activities.

The man finally stopped lapping and sucking and got into position to make the penetration with his poking prick. They could tell that he'd shoved his cock into her pussy when the stiff shaft went in and disappeared so quickly and easily.

His upper body remained upright. With his hands on her rounded hips, he began making deep thrusts, pulling back until only the swollen cockhead remained embedded. The woman moved along with his powerful strokes and again Rod and Betty could see her features contorted with the pleasure she was experiencing. There was also a blissful expression on the man's face.

He fucked her for two or three minutes, sending her soaring through at least two climaxes, and he didn't seem anywhere near his own spurting finish. Rod and Betty weren't surprised when the man finally pulled his hard cock out and jammed the blunt end against the anal opening. The swollen glans and the shaft glistened because of the liberal amount of cunt juices.

Rod had already decided that the man was a long-lasting stud; now he decided that the end would come soon after the corn holing started. Unless the man had already had a great deal of sex, of course. Sometimes Rod had been able to last a long time while fucking Betty in her hot and tight rectum when he'd shot off two or three times just previous to plugging her bunghole.

At first Rod had used a lubricant when fucking Betty in the ass, but later he'd started going about the act much the same way as the man was doing. The man pulled back on the woman's hips as he applied pressure against her asshole. The woman had her eyes tightly closed and was gritting her teeth. Rod had often wondered why a female would be willing to suffer such pain, but Betty had assured him that the eventual pleasure was well worth the initial pain involved.

The knob slipped in and the man stopped pushing. Then, after the woman had apparently relaxed enough, he slowly shoved his cock on in until it was buried to the hilt. He lowered his upper body, curving himself around the woman's buttocks and back and grabbed a hanging breast with each hand.

He started slow in-and-almost-out strokes while squeezing the big titties and she moved along with him. Soon he began humping faster, really pouring the meat to her, and she wriggled her ass and hunched along with the faster pace.

He slipped one hand back to her crotch, her cunt, and Rod knew that he was stimulating her clit. That was what he would've done, at least.

"I think I want to be reamed like that tonight," Betty whispered. "After you give my pussy a good pronging, of course!"

"Of course," Rod said just as softly. "But before I do either one I'm going to fuck you with my tongue! I'm going to lap and suck your clit until you cream like crazy and then I'm going to fuck you in both holes until you can't walk!"

"Keep on talking like that and I'll insist that you do all those wonderful things right here and now!"

Rod put his arm around Betty's narrow waist and pulled her close. All he had to do at any time to turn his sister on was just talk about sex. He often talked to her in such a manner when there wasn't a chance for them to fuck or suck just to see her rush to the bathroom or some other private place to masturbate. He'd read that most females didn't reach their full potential as far as sex was concerned until they were around thirty and he figured that his hot-ass young sister had to be the exception to the rule.

They watched the man sag weakly over the woman's back after he'd dumped his load in her dark and tight tunnel, then they moved away from the window. They circled the house, but could find no other places to peek. The heavy drapes were drawn over the living-room windows and all the other windows in the large ranch-style house, including those in their own bedrooms.

It was in the middle of the week so there weren't all that many swappers at the sex party. They only saw four cars, besides the two belonging to their parents, and on some Friday and Saturday nights they'd counted as many as ten cars parked on the street and in the double driveway.

A few times the drapes had been parted just enough for them to see into the large living room. They'd thrilled to the sight of naked couples and even groups sexing it up together – and they'd observed regular orgies in one or more of the bedrooms from time to time.

It was shortly after eleven and there was school the next day so they hurried to their grandma's house – where their father had taken them earlier that evening. Their grandma had given birth to their father quite late in life, he was thirty-seven and she was in her seventies.

She was active enough to live alone, and had been doing so since becoming a widow about ten years before. She stayed home most of the time, watching television from early morning until late at night, and Rod and Betty had no trouble slipping in and out of the big two-story house after telling her good night and going upstairs to the rooms assigned to them.

They'd managed to get a key nobody knew they had and they thought it a great joke on their hypocritical parents that the two bedrooms had an adjoining bath. They never actually slept together, as there was always the chance that their kindly grandmother would come upstairs to check on them, but they were always glad when their mother and father had a swapping party. That meant they'd have a good chance to see some erotic sights – they had failed to find a spot from which to peek a few times – and they could also have the sex they enjoyed so much without worrying all that much about being caught.

They only had to walk about a mile, and there was only one thing that caused then to have to exercise a certain amount of caution on the way. They weren't afraid of prowlers, but they were afraid of being mistaken for prowlers by the residents and by the police.

It was an upper middle-class residential neighborhood and police patrol cars patrolled the area regularly. There were plenty of trees to duck behind, however, and they'd never been spotted by the police or questioned, and as far as they knew had never been reported by nervous homeowners.

They made it to their grandma's without mishap, and then into the house and up the stairs. The nice old lady was still watching television. Rod wondered, as he often had, what she'd say if she knew what kind of a family her son had. But then he thought she might've been a swinger or a swapper in her day, too. She was still a nice-looking woman and he'd seen pictures that proved she'd been a well-stacked beauty in her younger days.

Betty had the figure of a grown woman – as so many young girls did. She had brown hair and eyes, as he and their father had, and her breasts were already bigger than her mother's twin beauties. She had a beautiful body, really, and even though she wasn't very tall her legs were long and lovely.