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
- 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. He 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.