Chapter 6
More time had passed than Stacy had realized. Since there was school the next day, and
Phil was afraid that his parents might come home a little early, they decided to call it
quits after they’d all taken a turn in the bathroom.
Stacy would’ve gladly had more sex, but she didn’t mention that fact – realizing that Al
and Phil were both pooped, anyway – and when she got home she went right to bed.
Her parents weren’t home, for which she was thankful, as she was afraid that they’d be
able to take one look at her and be able to tell that she’d been sexing it up like crazy.
She thought about the thrilling sexual experiences for a few minutes, discovered that
she was sexually satisfied for the first time since she’d first started masturbating, and
soon drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
Stacy didn’t feel guilty until the next day when she saw Betty during the lunch hour.
She hadn’t seen Al or Phil, and didn’t happen to see them all during the day.
Something about seeing Betty caused Stacy to feel guilty as hell. She impulsively
confessed her feelings to Betty and Betty said it was probably natural to be a little upset.
Betty told Stacy she’d been high on sex, there’d been many firsts for her, and she was
having second thoughts because of some of the stupid things she’d been taught.
“I think I know how to make you feel better about the whole deal, honey.”
“How?” Stacy asked, hoping that Betty could make her feel better.
Betty said she’d heard her parents talking that morning. There was going to be a swap
party that night where they could have a perfect view. She’d peeked there many times
and had observed orgies.
“Maybe seeing how a bunch of married adults sex it up like crazy will make you realize
you’re far from being unique where your sexual desires are concerned, Stacy. Don’t tell
me you didn’t have a great time last night.”
Stacy said she guessed she’d just have to get used to what she’d become, and Betty told
her she’d just changed from an innocent girl into an experienced woman.
“All females must change eventually, Stacy, so why don’t you just consider yourself
lucky for having the guts to do what you wanted to do? You will go with me to peek at
the swappers tonight, won’t you?”
Feeling better just from talking to Betty, Stacy said she was already looking forward to
peeking that evening.
Stacy didn’t have many guilty feelings during the rest of the day. She knew that she was
gradually accepting what had happened, and what she’d enjoyed so very much, and she
also knew that she wouldn’t really change anything if she could.
Her mother and father went out that evening shortly after eight o’clock. A few minutes
later she took off for Betty’s house. Betty’s parents weren’t home. She invited Stacy in
for a beer or a Coke, but Stacy declined, saying that she wasn’t thirsty.
Actually, the little gleam she could see in Betty’s dark eyes made Stacy a little nervous.
She’d sensed before that Betty wanted to have sex with her, but she didn’t think she
was ready to try the gay stuff. She didn’t think she’d ever want to try the aggressive role
and she didn’t want to chance losing Betty’s friendship by getting into a situation where
she’d have to refuse. She’d also decided that she’d better not have anything to do with
Betty’s pony. That was a little too far out, in her opinion, and she didn’t even want to
watch Betty making it with Pee-wee again.
Stacy and Betty were again dressed in sweaters and jeans. Betty had also told Stacy to
wear tennis shoes and to be ready to do some climbing. The big home where the sex
party was being tossed was about a mile from Betty’s home. They made it there without
incident and without much talking. Stacy felt that Betty was being unusually quiet, but
she figured that was because she’d turned down the invitation to enter and have a
drink. She decided that if Betty came right out and asked for some sex action she’d at
least let the pretty girl go down on her. She’d read that just about everybody had some
kind of homosexual experiences at some time or other.
There were quite a few cars in the parking area near the house. Betty took Stacy’s hand
as they cautiously approached and said that she would qualify as a cat burglar or some
damn thing because of the fact that she’d done so much prowling while spying on the
swappers.
There were quite a felt cars in the parking area near the house. There was a double
carport attached to one side of the house. Betty led Stacy to a tree in back of the
carport. Stacy watched Betty easily climb the tree, using the branches that were growing
fairly close together, and then didn’t have much trouble joining Betty on the almost flat
roof.
Betty got down and crawled to a window from which light was shining. Stacy got down
on her hands and knees and followed, soon finding that by getting flat on her stomach
she had a perfect view, looking down into a big room.
“Isn’t this great, Stacy? We don’t even have to be all that quiet. The people down there
can’t hear us with the window closed, and I don’t think we could be seen even if
somebody happened to look up here. I think this is just a pane of glass to let light in,
really, and I’ve finger-fucked myself many times while watching the action down there!”
There looked to be at least ten couples, all naked, some fucking or sucking, and they
were just a bunch of naked bodies at first. Then Stacy failed to suppress a little gasp as
she recognized her own mother and father. They were sitting on one of several couches,
side by side, both naked. They weren’t doing anything, just watching some of the
sexually active couples, obviously with great interest and excitement, and her father’s
cock was thrusting stiffly. It had to be all of nine inches long!
“My parents are also down there,” Betty said. “My mother’s over there on the far side of
the room, down on the carpet, being fucked by the guy with red hair. There’s my father
on the couch to the right fucking that blonde. You know my folks, but I just thought
I’d remind you they’re also swappers.”
When Stacy remained silent, Betty went on to tell that she’d been sure Stacy’s parents
would be at the party. She said she’d seen them at many swinging parties and she’d
thought it might help Stacy to accept her desires if she saw her own parents in action.
“Remember when I told you the other night while we were peeking that adults, and
people in general, tend to behave pretty much the same with their clothes off? I wanted
to tell you then about your parents being swappers, but I was afraid you might not
believe me. Maybe I shouldn’t’ve let you find out like this, but since I did I hope you
aren’t angry with me.”
“Why should I be angry?” Stacy asked, her eyes going back to her father’s big poking
prick after glancing at Betty’s mother being fucked, then at Betty’s father fucking the
beautiful blonde.
She’d been shocked and surprised, and just a little sick to her stomach, when she’d first
seen her own parents, but she was already adjusting to the unexpected situation. After
all, she told herself, her parents had a right to live as they wished to live. They sure as
hell couldn’t say much about her if they found out about her sexing it up. And, by God,
she was really going to have herself a sexy good time from then on!
Two naked women were standing at a portable bar. Stacy noticed them when they
finished their drinks and swayed over to her father and mother. They were attractive,
very well-stacked, looked to be in their late twenties, and their breasts jiggled as they
moved the short distance. Stacy was surprised because her mother didn’t have a glass in
her hand.
One of the females dropped to her knees between Stacy’s father’s muscular legs and
began caressing his erect cock; the other one got down between Stacy’s mother’s lovely
legs and began caressing the furry mound. Stacy felt the heat building and spreading
from her own loins.
Betty told Stacy her father really had a beautiful cock. Stacy silently agreed. She also
agreed when Betty said her father was very handsome, and her mother was very lovely.
“Not that I don’t feel the same way about my parents, Stacy. They’re both very well-
preserved, and my dad has about eight inches of lovely cock. I’ll bet your father’s is at
least nine inches right now. I’ve seen him use it many times and he’s really a long-
lasting stud. Just as my dad is.”
Stacy had always been proud of the way her parents looked. At forty a person wasn’t
exactly over the hill, but her mother and father could both pass for being much
younger. She was suddenly glad they were swappers. She wanted them to enjoy life, it
was nice to discover they were seemingly happy in a sexual way, and there was also the
fact she felt more free to indulge in her own desires and lustful wishes now that she
knew their secret.
The woman kept the fingers of one hand clasped around Stacy’s father’s long shaft,
leaned over, and began licking the big knob. The other woman buried her face between
Stacy’s mother’s thighs and Stacy could see the passion registering on her mother’s
pretty face. Her mother had also put both hands on the bobbing head.
There wasn’t really much to see when cunnilingus was being performed, Stacy thought.
But since she’d experienced the joy of having her cunt and clit lapped and sucked – by
two males – she could easily imagine just how much pleasure her mother was receiving
from the intimate oral act. She remembered reading somewhere that a female could
actually give another female greater pleasure in that fashion. Which made sense, as a
female would naturally understand to a greater degree exactly what felt the best.
Stacy found herself spending most of the time watching her father and what was being
done to his lovely poking prick. The pleasure he was experiencing was also registering
on his handsome face. She felt that her wild thoughts were terribly wicked, but she
couldn’t keep from thinking that she’d like to be kneeling between her father’s legs and
paying homage to his giant cock!
“My father’s about to get his gun!” Betty exclaimed. “Look at him hump that chick!”
Stacy pulled her eyes from her own father’s thrusting cock and the tongue that was
twirling around the swollen glans. Betty’s father was furiously pounding his cock in and
out of the bucking woman’s cunt and their mouths were glued together. He suddenly
tensed and Stacy knew that the sperm was spraying the innermost recesses of the cunt
that was undoubtedly melting and giving out with secretions of its own.
A young woman was sitting on a straight-back chair nearby. She was playing with her
own titties. As soon as Betty’s father pulled his limp cock from the woman he’d just
fucked, and flopped over on his back, the “watcher” quickly dropped her hands from
her own jutting breasts and slipped down and began licking the cunt juices from his
soft prick.
As soon as she’d finished that seemingly pleasant task she moved over and began going
down on the woman with the sperm-filled pussy. Stacy was fascinated by that act,
thinking that the greedy female was really a sperm-happy wanton.
“My mother’s making it now!” Betty exclaimed. “God, but I wish I had a hard cock
pounding away in my hot snatch right now!”
Stacy saw that Betty’s mother was indeed bucking and lurching through a climax under
the furiously pumping husband of another woman, then returned her attention to her
own parents and their lustful partners. She also wished that she had a stiff prick fucking
away in her steaming pussy – and she didn’t feel all that much shame as she went a
little further and thought about how wonderful it’d probably feel to have her father’s
long cock pronging her twitching twat. Or slipping in and out of her mouth and deep
into her throat!
The woman had started sucking and was taking a surprisingly great amount of the hard
flesh and muscle on each downward movement of her head. She was also fondling the
heavy balls with one hand, and it seemed as if she were running a finger under now
and then and probing at the anal opening. Stacy remembered how thrillingly
sensational it’d been to have a tongue probing and penetrating her tiny asshole.
Stacy saw that her mother was having an orgasm, clutching at the bobbing head and
hair, lurching and wriggling, then suddenly going limp. The woman lifted her face,
licked her wet lips, and quickly got down on the carpet on her back. Stacy’s mother
quickly recovered and followed, suspending herself over the naked woman’s lush body,
mashing her mouth against the wet lips.
The passionate kiss only lasted for a few seconds, however, and then Stacy’s mother was
feasting upon the woman’s poking titties. That lavish worship didn’t last long, either.
Soon Stacy was watching her mother kissing and licking the woman’s inner thighs,
then licking and snaking her tongue between the puffy cuntal lips.
Really shocked to see her mother engaged in aggressive lesbianism, Stacy glanced at her
father’s handsome face. She could tell that he’d observed her mother performing
cunnilingus many times. She remembered his words about someday telling her why her
mother had problems and drank too much. Could that be the problem? Or one of
them? But why should that be a problem when he obviously didn’t mind that she was a
cuntlapper? It couldn’t be that her mother was an all-out lesbian. After all, there’d been
some fucking to bring Stacy into the world. Not that that really meant anything. Maybe
her mother just tolerated men.
A few minutes later Stacy saw proof that her mother also enjoyed being fucked. A
naked man, his stiff cock swaying, walked over, got down behind her mother’s uplifted
buttocks, and shoved his hard cock into her pussy. Hunching along with the pistoning
prick, Stacy’s mother’s head bobbed faster as she lapped and sucked the wriggling
woman at a faster and more furious pace.
“Your father’s really a long-lasting stud,” Betty said as the woman lifted her mouth
from Stacy’s father’s huge tool. “That horny woman’s having to rest her jaws and I’ll
bet that she’s asking him to plug her pussy. I’d sure like to try and make his big prong
blast off!”
Stacy, seeing the woman’s lips moving in speech, thought a little wildly that she’d also
sure like to take her father’s beautiful cock – in her mouth or in her twitching twat!
“Will you do me a favor by letting me do you a favor, Stacy? I want to do to you what
your mother’s doing to that woman. You don’t have to stop watching the action. I’ll get
on my back and do you like Phil did you last night.”
Stacy didn’t hesitate for one moment. If her mother could go down on a female it
shouldn’t be all that bad for her to let a female eat her pussy. Besides, she was so sexy-
hot right then she felt that there wasn’t much she wouldn’t do – or much she wouldn’t
allow to be done to her.
She had to stop watching during the short period of time it took to help Betty get the
tight-ass jeans down and off. They had to take the tennis shoes off to accomplish that,
and then it was a simple task for Betty to peel the brief panties off and away. The roof
was a little rough on her ass and she put her knees on her jeans when she got on her
hands and knees to resume peeking.
The woman was down on her back on the carpet and Stacy’s father was fucking her
when Stacy looked again. Betty caressed and kissed Stacy’s buttocks and said something
about how firm and smooth the flesh was.
Betty slipped one hand under and gently stroked Stacy’s cuntal lips with the tips of her
fingers. She said she guessed Stacy had suspected she liked to go the entire gay route,
but she’d already shown she wasn’t an all-out lesbian. She guessed she was bisexual,
with her main sex drive directed toward males.
“It’s just something extra to enjoy, Stacy. I hope you aren’t disgusted with your mother.
She’s like I am – and the way my mother is. My hot-ass mom likes to eat pussy, as well
as have hers eaten, and I like to see her enjoying herself in all the ways.”
Stacy had been watching her father’s humping ass, and hunching along with Betty’s
caressing fingers. “You’d better hurry before I melt without any help from your mouth
and tongue, Betty!”
Moving quickly, Betty pulled her hand from Stacy’s quivering pussy lips, got on her
back with her head between Stacy’s knees, and grasped a cheek of Stacy’s ass with each
hand. Stacy gasped as she felt the hot breath and the equally hot mouth on her cunt.
The slippery tongue darted in, swabbed the ways of her palpitating twat, then went to
her stiffened clit.
“Oh, it feels so marvelous,” Stacy said softly as the lips encompassed her passion-button
and added greedy sucking to the lapping of the tongue.
Stacy was caught up in the throes of an orgasm within seconds. She quaked violently as
racking spasms seized control of her body. She pressed her cunt down against Betty’s
face, mouth and tongue, moaning with pleasure, her vision blurring as the exquisite
waves of ecstasy went on and on.
When the shuddering spasms finally ceased, and Stacy could once again see plainly,
Betty lowered her head, but she remained between Stacy’s knees and kept a firm grip on
Stacy’s buttocks.
“I don’t mind telling you I creamed my panties, Stacy. I’ll stay right here and do you
again when you’re ready. I know one quick climax didn’t satisfy you, honey, and I also
don’t mind saying you taste good.”
“Thank you,” Stacy said, thinking she should say something. She didn’t feel any shame
or guilt, and she hoped such feelings would stay away forever. “And thanks for the
favor.”
“Any time, honey, any time. Tell me when you’re ready to be lapped again.”
Stacy felt she was ready right then, and that she’d always be ready for such lavish oral
treatment – from males or females – but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t want to
appear too greedy, too much like the sex-nut she was apparently rapidly becoming, and
her attention was also focused upon the uninhibited, unrestrained erotic activities in the
big room below.
Her father had pulled his big poking cock from the woman he’d been fucking and was
on his back, his glistening tool still thrusting proudly. Another attractive naked woman
was getting into position to mount him, and Stacy figured he’d fucked the first woman
through at least one climax. Watching as the second female guided the stiff cock and
slowly engulfed it with her pussy as she lowered her lush body, Stacy admitted to
herself she’d like to be encompassing her father’s beautiful hunk of hard meat with her
own hot cunt.
Stacy’s mother had gotten on her back and a woman was going down on her,
apparently feasting upon the sperm the man had deposited. Stacy realized that she’d
had her eyes closed, or that her vision had been blurred, longer than she’d thought. The
scene had changed from mostly couples engaged in various sex acts to a regular group-
sex orgy.
A man straddled Stacy’s mother’s head and shoved his stiff cock at her mouth. She
accepted it and began sucking as he made fucking motions, driving the rigid rod deep
into her throat on each downward plunge. A woman straddled Stacy’s father’s head and
lowered her cunt down over his face. He grabbed her ass and began eating her. The
woman bouncing up and down on his cock jabbed her tongue into the crack of the
other woman’s ass.
Soon Stacy could see that the man’s cock was shooting off in her mother’s greedily
sucking mouth. She could tell that the man had one hell of a big load, because the
sperm dribbled out of the corners of her mother’s mouth. When the cock was removed,
soft and limp, another woman was right there, licking the jism from Stacy’s mother’s
lips and chin. Then they were kissing and Stacy’s mother was lurching and bucking
under the other woman’s mouth and tongue.
Both women left Stacy’s father at the same time. His cock was still poking toward the
ceiling, glistening with cunt juices, and he licked his wet lips. A woman sitting on a
nearby couch, being tongued by a kneeling woman, pushed the bobbing head from
between her legs and went over and mounted Stacy’s father. The rejected female went
over and settled her cunt down over Stacy’s father’s mouth.
Stacy let her eyes wander around the huge room. Three women were locked in a tight
little circle, going down on each other, and three men were corn-holing them. A man
was fucking a woman dog-fashion while she sucked another man’s cock. Another
woman was down behind the man, licking his ass and his balls, now and then taking a
swipe with her tongue at his wet cock during the short period of time it was being lifted
out of the clinging cunt.
Betty began lapping Stacy’s cunt without being asked. Stacy hunched along with the
oral greediness and decided she might give cunnilingus a try some time. Her mother,
Betty, and most of the swapping wives seemed to enjoy the intimate erotic act very
much, and there was an old saying about not knocking anything until it’d been tried.
After a couple of minutes of bliss produced by Betty’s lapping tongue and sucking lips,
Stacy had a shuddering spasmodic orgasm so intense she almost passed out. She
lowered and ground her spasming snatch against Betty’s face until the greedy girl had
to pinch and slap her ass to make her stop.
As soon as Betty had pulled her head from between Stacy’s legs, she said, “I think I’m
going to have to haul ass right now, honey! I guess you know I’m really steaming, and I
don’t want to finger-fuck myself when in just a few minutes I can be bouncing on the
end of Pee-wee’s stiff cock!”
“Maybe I’ll do some bouncing on your pony’s cock,” Stacy said. “Even though I think
I’d rather bounce on my father’s big beauty!”
“You’re coming along fine,” Betty said, laughing low in her throat. “Yes, honey, you’re
really coming along fine.”
Stacy wondered what Betty would say if she knew she’d just about made up her mind to
try eating pussy…