Animal Farm
                                   Chapter 5

     Fishing a handkerchief out of his pocket, Phil withdrew his limp cock from
Stacy's overflowing cunt, wiped, then pressed the handkerchief between her
legs.  He pulled his pants and shorts up, and then climbed over into the front
behind the wheel.

     Clamping her legs together, Stacy quickly slipped her dress over her head
and had it on, with a little help from Al, by the time Phil had gotten rid of
the speaker and started the car.  On the big screen, the good guy and the bad
guy seemed to be having a showdown.  Stacy wondered why they'd bothered to come
to the drive-in in the first place until she thought about the fact that she
probably wouldn't've gone to Phil's home not so many minutes before.

     Well, she'd lost her virginity for sure now and she'd been fucked by two
boys.

     Or by two young men.  Their cocks seemed to be bigger than what was
considered to be average so Al and Phil were both past the boy stage. At
eighteen, she guessed, they were men, anyhow.  They sure fucked like men.
Whatever the hell that meant!

     "I hope you aren't sorry I had the fellows put a little pressure on you,
Stacy."

     They were out on the highway.  Betty had turned and was sitting sideways
on the front seat.  Al had tucked his cock away and hadn't made a move to touch
Stacy after helping with her dress.  She was holding her bra and panties in her
lap, keeping her thighs clamped together to hold the handkerchief in place.
She wanted to clean herself, but already she was looking forward to more
exciting sex.

     "I'm not sorry at the moment, Betty.  Maybe tomorrow I will be, but I
won't try to shove the responsibility for what I did off onto somebody else."

     Phil said he never worried about the tomorrows, and always tried to live
as if the next day might never come for him.

     Saying he was a fatalist, and he was happy because fate had caused Betty
to pick him to be Stacy's date, Al moved over close to Stacy and told her he
wanted to be with her again.

     Stacy didn't comment.  She liked Al okay, and Phil, but she was mostly
interested in the sexual pleasures she could share with them.  She didn't want
to start confusing sex with love -- she was far too young to get serious about
anybody -- and the way she felt right then she wanted to sample many cocks.
She wanted to become as carefree as Betty.  She just might try out Pee-wee's
big cock.  If she was going to try and be like Betty she might as well go all
the way.

     She turned her face toward Al and his parted lips were right there. She
returned his passionate kiss, lashing her tongue with his, and enjoyed the way
he fondled her taut-tipped breasts through the thin dress.  If her cunt hadn't
been filled with sperm, she would've asked him to either fuck her or suck her
again right there in the car.

     She knew some females liked to lap a semen-filled cunt, and she suspected
Betty might even go that route, but she was sure Al would get angry if she
suggested he go down on her -- and she sensed he wasn't like Phil.

     It wasn't very far to where Phil lived, and Stacy and Al necked most of
the way.  A few times she started to feel of his hard cock through his clothes,
but she decided she could wait.  She'd been waiting all of her life and she
didn't want to be too bold.  They'd all think she'd been lying about her lack
of experience.  After all, there hadn't been a maidenhead or any blood.

     Phil lived in a large apartment building, but Stacy found out later there
were stables at the back of the property.  When Phil parked, Stacy told the
rest to go on and get out of the car.  They got out without asking any
questions and Stacy wiped and blotted her wet pussy the best she could.  She
made a little ball out of her panties and bra, tucked them under one arm, and
when she got out of the car, told Phil she had a present for him.  He laughed,
put the handkerchief in his pocket, and said he'd treasure the gift forever
more.

     The apartment was in the front, on the first floor, and was richly
furnished.  As soon as they were inside Phil told Betty to show Stacy the
nearest bathroom.  That told Stacy that Betty had been there before.

     In the long hallway, Betty squeezed Stacy's upper arm and told her she was
doing just fine.  At the bathroom door, she then said, "You go ahead and
freshen yourself, honey, and I'll go keep the fellows company. You can leave
all of your clothes in the bathroom if you want to.  We'll all soon be naked,
anyhow."

     Before Stacy had a chance to say she wouldn't show herself in the nude
again before everybody else was in the same state, Betty took off back down the
hall.  Inside the bathroom, the door closed, Stacy decided not to take a bath
or shower right then.  If things worked out as she expected she'd just have to
wash again.

     Tucking her dress up around her waist, she found a wash cloth and washed
her entire crotch at the basin.  She paid particular attention to her cunt,
both outer and inner lips, and probed the folds of tender flesh with her
fingers.  Satisfied that she was as clean as she could get, she wiped up the
water she'd splashed on the tile floor with the cloth, then got a towel and
dried herself.

     She dropped her dress back down, kicked out of her sandals, left her bra
and panties, and returned to the living room in her bare feet.  The other three
were naked and all were sipping beer.  They were sitting on a couch, Betty in
the middle, but they weren't touching -- and both cocks were limber.

     "We decided to wait for you," Betty said.  "We thought since this is all
new to you we'd let you tell us what you'd like to do."

     There was an extra can of beer on an end table.  Stacy didn't like to
drink, but she decided she'd have one beer just to be sociable.  Maybe it'd
help her get over the sudden nervousness.  Before walking over to get the beer,
she whipped her dress off over her head and tossed it aside without looking
toward the three.

     When she turned, she was pleased as well as excited by the fact the two
cocks had started to lift into erections.  The beer had already been opened.
She sipped, enjoying the way the three pairs of gleaming eyes flicked over her
nakedness.

     Deciding Betty wasn't going to mention peeping at the swappers, Stacy said
since she was so new to everything, and hadn't gotten a good look at Betty
sucking Phil's cock in the car, she'd just watch at first.

     Telling Stacy to come over and take a close look, Betty slipped to her
knees on the carpet and got between Phil's legs.  She handed the can of beer to
Al and told him to hold it and she'd blow him after she sucked Phil off.

     "Not all the way," Phil said as Betty wrapped the fingers of one hand
around his poking prick and moved her fist up and down.  "The evening's young
and I don't want to shoot off more than two more times."

     Betty said she'd just put on a brief exhibition of the art of fellatio as
she steadied Phil's stiff shaft by holding the thick base with a thumb and
forefinger.

     "Betty's fantastic when it comes to sucking a cock," Phil said. "Isn't
she, Al?"

     "She's the best," Al said as Betty squeezed Phil's balls and licked up
along the underside of his rigid rod.

     Stacy had moved close for a better view.  Betty opened her mouth wide and
engulfed the swollen glans.  Stacy was already excited, just from seeing the
two hard cocks and being naked herself.  Knowing she could have just about any
kind of sex she might want, her passion started building higher and higher as
Betty demonstrated the technique of giving a blowjob.

     Phil told Stacy if she decided to give it a try to remember it was
possible to do harm with her teeth.  He said Betty was twirling her tongue
around and around while just sucking the head.  When Betty began taking more of
his cock, he reported that her tongue was still very active.

     Stacy knew the glans was pushing against the back of Betty's mouth on each
downward movement.  Phil told her Betty was taking the crown right down into
her throat, but he wouldn't advise a beginner to try it.

     "Phil means you might choke and gag if you take too much the first time,"
Al said.  "I've known some girls unable to take the hard meat deep without
gagging each time they do it."

     "Betty really has educated throat muscles," Phil said.  He groaned and
tapped Betty's bobbing head.  "Right now she'd better stop proving it if she
doesn't want me to shove her aid my throbbing disk!  I don't want to come now,
Betty!"

     Betty lifted her mouth from Phil's thrusting cock, looked up at Stacy,
winked, and got over between Al's legs.  She went through the same performance
on Al's rigid prick, and Stacy spent just about as much time looking at Phil's
stiff and glistening cock as she did watching Betty going to town on Al's
jutting shaft.

     Phil said, "I guess you think we're doing a hell of a lot of talking,
Stacy, but we're just trying to help you accept all sexual acts as a perfectly
natural way of giving and receiving pleasure.  Betty's enjoying herself, as you
can see, and you know Al and I enjoy giving pleasure with our mouths and
tongues.  Why don't you go ahead and do what you want to do, baby?"

     Stacy dropped to her knees before Phil.  She got between his legs, her
gaze focused upon his big hard cock.  She liked the male smell.  She felt a
strange choking sensation in her throat.  "I've never even touched a cock with
my fingers," she said.  "How long is it?"

     "Just a fraction over seven inches," Phil said.  "Al's is just a little
under seven inches.  I'm not bragging about fractions!  Just stating a fact
Betty discovered when she measured our cocks."

     Stacy put her hand out and touched the thrusting organ.  It was hard,
warm, and smooth.  It seemed she could feel it throbbing.  She made a fist of
her fingers and stroked up and down on the hard flesh and muscle.  She saw
Betty stop sucking Al's cock.  They were both looking at her.  She glanced up
at Phil's face and he smiled.

     "I'll warn you in plenty of time, Stacy.  It might be better for you to
stop sucking before I shoot off.  If you find you don't like giving a blow job
feel free to stop at any time."

     Stacy realized she was still holding the can of beer in her other hand.
She put it on the end table without stopping the up and down movement of her
fist.  She liked the feel of the hard organ in her hand and wondered if Phil
would be content to let her jerk him off.  She'd like to see the sperm spurt.
But that wouldn't settle her curiosity about how the cock would feel and taste
in her mouth.

     Trying not to think, Stacy held onto the base of the rigid rod, leaned
over, and kissed and then licked the big head.  The flesh felt nice and velvety
on her tongue and there really wasn't much taste.  She enjoyed the smell
drifting up from his crotch.  She moved the hand that'd been holding the cold
beer can to his heavy testicles.  He let out a little gasp and she squeezed and
fondled the sac gently, liking the way the balls slid around in the bag.

     Stacy made her decision at that very moment.  She opened her mouth wide
and slipped her lips over the big knob.  She began to suck very gently,
remembering to keep her teeth from scraping, and kept lowering her head until
over half of the stiff prick was in her mouth.  She liked the sensation of
sucking the cock.  It seemed such a natural thing for her to be doing.

     She liked the feel of the cock in her mouth.  It was so hard and firm, but
at the same time the swollen glans was so velvety-soft, and she even enjoyed
the little moans or groans drifting down from above.  She worked her sucking
mouth up and down, up and down, taking more and more, even liking the feel of
the stiff pubic hairs that began tickling her nose.

     The knob hitting the back of her mouth and penetrating into her throat
didn't cause her to gag.  She suddenly wanted to feel the sperm spurting into
her mouth, confident she'd be able to take the experience in her stride.  She
was very sexy-hot, her cunt was actually twitching, and she felt she'd have an
orgasm if the semen did spray her mouth.  What she'd do then, she didn't know,
but she was so passionate she might even swallow the stuff -- as Betty had
done.

     "I'm going to come, Stacy!  You'd better stop!"

     Stacy had felt the throbbing, the slight expansion, but Phil's loud words
caused her to experience near-panic.      What if she choked on the sperm?
What if it tasted terrible?  What if it made her ill?

     She pulled her mouth from the hard flesh and looked over at Betty, still
kneeling before Al and his thrusting tool.  "I guess I'm a natural- born
cocksucker," she said, managing a weak smile.

     "There's only one way to find out if that's really true," Betty said
seriously.  "Why don't you go ahead and finish Phil off?  He'll be able to get
another hard-on for some fucking.  And for some more sucking."

     Stacy only hesitated for a few seconds.  She could see Phil's poking cock
making little jerking movements, and she wanted to see the sperm spurt, but she
also wanted to suck the organ all the way off.  She decided she might as well
go all the way.

     Stacy took a goodly portion of the big organ into her mouth once again,
sucked greedily, and Phil put his hands on her head for the first time.  She
didn't mind -- the fingers digging into her scalp even added to her pleasure.

     After a very short time the cock jerked spasmodically.  Phil lurched
upward, driving the knob into her throat, and as the hot sperm shot out, she
involuntarily swallowed.  The sticky jism slipped right on down her throat very
easily and as Phil let up on the pressure on her head, she lifted, and tasted
the semen still oozing out.  As she pulled her mouth and tongue from the
rapidly softening cock, still swallowing, she decided the experience had been
very enjoyable.  She made a statement to that effect to the three interested
listeners.

     "In fact, I'm ready for some more of the same," she added with a little
laugh.

     "Finish Al off," Betty said, moving from between Al's legs.  "After all,
he's supposed to be your date, honey.

     There'll be more for me later. And for you!"

     Stacy didn't hesitate about accepting Betty's generous offer.  She quickly
moved over and got into position to suck Al's thrusting cock.  She caressed the
smooth, hard, damp flesh, then held the shaft steady by grasping the base with
a thumb and forefinger.  She also gently squeezed Al's balls, finding them to
be just a little bigger than Phil's nuts.  She was sure there'd be more sperm,
since Al had climaxed one less time during the evening.

     Stacy licked up along the underside of Al's stiff cock, enjoying the act
and the soft little moans that came from between his parted lips.  As she
twirled her tongue around and around the swollen glans she heard Betty speak to
Phil.

     "Get down there and give Stacy an extra thrill!  Lapping her cunt should
make your prick get up again in a hurry!"

     Stacy waited until Phil was in position before she started sucking Al's
cock.  Phil got on his back and slipped his head between Stacy's legs.  She
spread her knees a little further apart and he reached up and around and
grasped her buttocks.  As he lifted and mashed his mouth against her
palpitating cunt she lowered her mouth and engulfed more than half of Al's
rigid shaft.  Then, as Phil's tongue snaked into her steaming twat, and went
directly to her stiffened clitoris, she began sucking greedily.

     Al entangled his fingers in her hair and began making little hunching
movements.  She managed to take almost all of Al's throbbing tool while she
hunched along with Phil's lapping.  Then Phil got his lips on her
passion-button and she knew that she'd be spinning off into a glorious orgasm
in just a matter of seconds.

     She sucked even more greedily, wanting to feel and taste Al's jism
spurting into her mouth and throat while she was melting into a climax due to
Phil's lavish oral attentions.  And it happened just as she'd hoped it would.
When her bubble burst, and she felt one of Phil's fingers caressing the crack
of her ass during the moments of ecstasy, Al's throbbing cock jerked and jolted
and spewed forth gobs and gobs of hot jism.

     Al's cock did spurt out more hot jism than Phil's had.  Stacy couldn't
swallow it all.  She pushed up against Al's tugging fingers until only the big
knob was in her mouth.  She took all she could and had to let the rest run out
and down Al's shaft.

     When Stacy lifted her head to get her breath, Betty was right there to
take over.   Betty had gotten on her hands and knees on the couch. Stacy
straightened her upper body and watched as Betty licked the sticky sperm from
the cock that hadn't lost its stiffness.  She felt Phil leaving her quivering
cunt and getting out from between her legs.  She wondered how it'd feel to have
a cock shooting off in her mouth and another spurting into her pussy at the
same time.

     She glanced over and saw Phil's cock getting hard again, then was a little
disappointed to see Al's prick dwindling even as Betty finished licking and
lifted her head.

     "I guess you are a natural-born cocksucker," Betty said, smiling. "Just
like me!"

     "As of the moment I'll wear the label with pride," Stacy said, hoping
she'd never be sorry she was becoming just about as uninhibited as Betty.

     Saying that she wanted to be fucked, Betty swung from the couch and got
down on the carpet on her back.  "Come on, Phil.  Put the blocks to me and if
you can hold your load long enough you can prong Stacy again.  In fact, if Al
can get a hard-on right away you can both start right out switching around
while practicing your self-control.  You do want to be fucked some more, don't
you, Stacy?"

     For her answer, Stacy got down on the carpet beside Betty and watched as
Phil got between Betty's widespread legs.  Betty put one hand down and guided
Phil's stiff prick.  Braced on his hands and arms, he slowly lowered and shoved
his cock into Betty's cunt.  Stacy was fascinated by the way Betty's cuntal
lips clung to the shaft as it slowly disappeared.

     Phil lowered his chest to Betty's big titties and began his thrusts. She
wriggled her ass against the thick carpet and began hunching along with his
masterful strokes.  He slipped his hands under and grabbed her ass.  She
wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled his mouth to hers.

     Seeing a couple fucking really turns me on," Al said.

     Stacy saw that Al had gotten to his feet and was standing near her feet,
his eyes flicking back and forth between her crotch and Phil's humping ass.
His cock was almost totally erect again.

     Stacy had the feeling she was going to stay turned on just about all the
time from then on.  She flopped completely over on her back, parted her legs,
and said she hoped it was eating time again.

     "It is," Al said chuckling and dropping to his knees.  tie blew his breath
on Stacy's gaping gash.  "First I'll suck and then I'll fuck."

     Al didn't go directly to Stacy's cunt with his mouth and tongue.  He
lifted her legs up by putting his hands behind her knees, spread her out wide,
causing her asshole to be exposed to his greedy gaze.  Even before Al made his
move, Stacy knew what he was going to do and her passion surged in
anticipation.

     He jabbed his tongue against her puckered anus and she gasped.  He pushed
against the tight ring, and over an inch of his hot tongue snaked in.  The
pleasure was intense.  She moaned and squirmed heatedly as he tongue-fucked her
tight asshole, driving his stiffened tongue deeper and deeper.

     She wasn't too disappointed when he soon ceased the intimate oral act,
because he licked the flat of his tongue up through her twitching cunt and
began lapping her stiffened clitoris.  He didn't perform that exciting oral act
for very long before moving his thrusting prick into position for the
penetration.

     Al let Stacy guide his hard rod into her palpitating pussy.  He shoved in
deep and she felt his balls slap against her saliva-wet asshole. When he
started slow in and out thrusts, she wrapped her legs around his waist and
matched his steady pace with fucking motions of her own.  And she returned his
passionate, tongue-probing kiss when he glued his mouth to hers.  She enjoyed
the slight taste of her own cunt juices.

     Soon they broke the torrid kiss and Al braced on his hands and arms while
pounding away.  Stacy saw that Phil had also lifted his chest from Betty's big
boobies and was pumping away in just about the same tempo Al was pistoning his
prick in her tingling twat.

     Betty looked at Stacy, her dark eyes blazing.  "I've already had one
wonderful climax and I'm getting close to another one.  How about you, honey?"

     "I'm almost there," Stacy said, sure her own eyes and face were
registering the wondrous pleasure she was experiencing.  "I've been holding
back because I was afraid I'd make Al come."

     "Go ahead and make it," Al said, beginning to pump faster.  "I can hold
back without much trouble.  Besides, I'm so fucking horny I think I might even
be able to blast off two or three more times tonight!"

     Already balanced right on the brink, Stacy began bucking and wriggling
wildly.  She was dimly aware of the slap-slap sounds being made as she and Al
fucked furiously.  She was caught up in the throes of a blissful orgasm and she
didn't try to hold back the moans and little cries of pleasure.

     When they stopped moving, Al's cock was still rock hard, even though Stacy
had practiced using her inner cunt muscles.  Phil suggested that he and Al
switch around while Stacy rested.  Stacy said that was all right with her, then
added she didn't want any rest.

     Phil didn't give her time to rest.  As soon as she'd guided his stiff
shaft into her succulent snatch, he grinned and said he aimed to please, then
started pronging her fast and furiously.  She answered him thrust for thrust.

     Stacy didn't try to keep track of the many climaxes she enjoyed to the
utmost; nor did she keep a count on how many times Al and Phil shifted back and
forth between her and Betty.

     Finally, when Al and Phil both announced they were getting dangerously
close to an ejaculation, Betty said that she was in a generous mood and was
willing to let Stacy have both loads.  Stacy was glad to hear Betty's words, as
she'd been hoping for such a break, and she thanked Betty for her generosity.
Betty smiled and said maybe she'd ask Stacy to grant her a special favor at
some future time.

     Al was fucking Stacy at the moment, and Phil was pronging Betty. Phil
withdrew from Betty, got on his back and said he'd take a blowjob, since he'd
climaxed one time less than Al and would probably be able to last longer while
being sucked.

     Pulling his stiff cock from Stacy's cunt, Al got out of the way so she
could suspend her face over Phil's poking, glistening rod.  When Al positioned
himself behind Stacy's uplifted buttocks, Betty asked if she wanted to try
corn-holing.

     "No," Stacy said, remembering how good the tongue had felt probing her
tender asshole, but afraid there'd be too much pain to have a cock shoved into
the tiny opening.

     Stacy waited until Al had his cock in her cunt before she leaned over and
took more than half of Phil's cock into her mouth.  Only then did she realize
she was tasting the juices from Betty's cunt.  The taste was about the same as
her own juices, and the idea wasn't at all repulsive, so she sucked just as
greedily and with as much pleasure as she would've had the throbbing prick been
recently washed.

     The next couple of minutes went by much too quickly for Stacy. Sucking one
cock while being fucked by another was really the greatest, she thought many
times, and she had an entire series of shattering orgasms when both cocks
spurted hot jism at the same time.  She swallowed all of the sperm gushing into
her mouth, and clamped down on the cock jerking and flooding her spawning cunt.

     And as both cocks became limp, she wished the delightful pleasure was just
starting, then wondered why she'd been so stupid as to waste so much time
before experiencing the joys of sex with a partner -- and partners.