Animal Farm, Chapter 2

Grandma's house

Betty Hart had something she wanted to say to her handsome brother and she didn't know if she should talk before they had sex a few wonderful ways or wait until afterward. The fingerjob she'd given herself while giving him a blowjob had eased her tension greatly, and she knew that he could and would wait despite his thrusting hard-on, but she was a little afraid that what she wanted to say would somehow spoil his pleasure.

She wanted them to continue having sex together at every opportunity, but she also wanted them to branch out and start having other partners. She'd never been with another boy - or man - and she was sure that he'd never been with another female. She could even count the boys she'd kissed on one hand, and she'd be willing to bet that he'd kissed very few girls.

She had really been happy since they'd started having sex together, but she was a little sorry that they'd agreed not to fool around with anyone else. That had been okay at first, and she'd keep it that way if he insisted, but they were getting older and now that they were both in high school people might think it strange that they didn't go out on dates like everyone else.

She was a year younger, but she'd skipped one grade and they were now both in the tenth grade. She'd met new friends, girls a little older and they were always talking about their sexual experiences. She couldn't very well do much talking even if she wasn't ashamed of her incestuous relationship with Rod. Besides, she wanted to try all the sexual pleasure with a few of the fellows at school.

It would be wonderful if it were possible to be included in the swapping parties, but she'd settle for one or two or maybe even three of the boys she'd met. She would like Rod to agree to them trying to form a swap club at school. She was sure that a couple of her girl friends would go for the idea, as they liked Rod's body, and she was positive that many of the guys wanted to fuck her - along with performing other exciting erotic acts.

Would Rod be jealous if he saw her being fucked? Would he be jealous if he even knew that she'd let another fellow touch her? And there was the possibility that she might be jealous if she saw him putting the blocks to some other girl. Would it bother her to see him going down on Peggy or Julie? They put out, she knew that, and she had a hunch that they also had something going between themselves, so to speak.

Already naked, Rod waited and watched as his sister finished undressing and started putting on the dark nylons that he liked her to wear. The almost black material concealing most of her legs made the soft white of her upper thighs seem even more naked and caused his already erect prick to begin twitching.

Rod couldn't believe how lucky he was. While most of the guys in school were still jerking off and dreaming about getting their first piece of ass he'd already been fucking his beautiful sister for almost a year. He couldn't predict her moods. Sometimes she just wanted to cuddle and kiss and only reluctantly allowed him a quick fuck. Sometimes he even had to settle for a quick suck and a hand-job. Other times, for no reason that he could deduce, she was so hot and eager that she wore him out. But as he watched her smooth the dark nylons on her thighs he knew that tonight was going to be one of the all-out orgys and his swollen prick jerked and quivered in anticipation.

"What's wrong, Betty? Do you hear Grandma coming up?"

Betty realized that she'd just been standing there looking at her brother and his delicious prick. They had gone to the room she slept in, turned the light on, and had both gotten undressed. Later he'd take his clothes to the other bedroom - and she'd already put a couple of towels on the mattress. She'd rinse them out before going to sleep and by the next morning it'd look as if they'd just been used after a bath or a shower.

"I guess I just imagined that I heard her," Betty lied, walking forward and dropping to her knees before him. She caressed his delightful dick with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. "We don't have to be in a hurry, do we? I'm not sleepy, and . . . "

"Take all the time you want," Rod said. Shortly after Betty's words trailed off he let out a little gasp as she licked the blunt end of his rigid shaft. "Suck it for a couple of minutes if you want to. I'll be able to last and then after I fuck you in both holes I'll give you another load if you want."

Betty looked up and met his eyes. "Have you had any trouble fighting the girls away from this lovely joystick, Rod?"

"I've had my share of flirty glances," Rod said, grinning. "Not that they saw what you're blowing, of course."

"Would you like for another girl to hold it like this?" Betty asked. "I don't mean the swapping wives - or Mom. I - "

"You could've left that last bit off," Rod cut in.

"Why? You know damned well that you think about having sex with Mom when you see her being banged and lapped by one of the other men. Just as I try and imagine how it'd be to be fucked or sucked by Dad. We've always been honest with each other, honey, so why stop now?" "It's kind of stupid to think about something that can never be," Rod said. He smiled. "All right, so I'm stupid. But you know what would probably happen if they even found out that we know the truth about them. They'd send us away to different boarding schools and we wouldn't even be able to see each other."

"I guess you're right," Betty said, letting go of his cock and balls and standing up. "I think I'd better tell you what I have in mind now, Rod. Let's get on the bed where we can be comfortable."

They got on the bed and stretched out side by side on their backs.

After a short silence, Rod said, "Okay, Betty, out with it. I have an idea as to what you're going to say, but I'm not going to guess."

"I think we should start dating, Rod. Even if Mom and Dad wouldn't approve we could keep it from them. When they think we're going to the movies and places like that we could double-date or something. Even on evenings like this we could be with our dates instead of going home and peeking."

"By dating, I assume that you don't mean innocent stuff. Do you want to have sex with other guys?"

"Only if you want me to. Or are willing for me to make it with other boys. And only if you'll have sex with other girls. You've met Peggy and Julie. I think they'd go for you in a big way. They're really stacked, you know, and I'll think there's something wrong with you if you say that you don't want to fuck them."

"I'd think there was something seriously wrong with me if I said something that stupid," Rod said, chuckling. "You're thinking of trying to get Peggy and Julie to swap with their boy friends, of course." "Then you like the idea, Rod?"

"Sure! Why not? We don't own each other, you know. I'm not sure that we should let them know about us, though. Or about Mom and Dad being swappers. And we'd better not tell them about Mister Anderson, either." "We can work out the details later," Betty said happily. She lifted and scooted down on the bed and grabbed his hard cock. "Right now I'm going to get you primed for all that action you promised me."

She got between his long legs. He was tall and kind of lean, but he was very strong. He had smooth skin and didn't have much hair on his body. She liked that. In fact, she liked everything about her darling brother. She loved him, really, and there wasn't anything in the world she wouldn't do for him, she thought. She could see why her parents swapped. They thought enough of each other to want each other to have all the pleasure possible. And as sex was one of the most important sources of pleasure it was only logical for true liberated couples to swap.

While thinking that and justifying to her own satisfaction her parent's and her own behavior, Betty hadn't been idle. Rod had parted his legs helpfully, and raised his knees, and she'd snuggled her face down near his sac and was licking the sperm-laden balls. She liked the heady male- smell and even liked to tongue his sensitive asshole.

She didn't think she'd take the time for that, though. They did need to get some sleep and she wanted him to go down on her, as well as sodomize her after he'd made her climax first with his mouth and then with his cock in her cunt. Would she go down on the boy she would decide to date? Maybe not. She did want to be fucked by somebody other than her brother though, and it's be wonderful if there was some way to get their father to fuck her!

Betty sucked one big nut into her mouth and twirled her tongue around and around. She soon pushed that ball out and gave the other one the same lavish treatment. Then she licked up along the underside of his jutting prick and saw the pearl that had formed on the head. She scooped the drop of clear liquid up with her tongue and then opened her mouth wide and took in the big knob.

She sucked the sleek cockhead for a few seconds and then began taking in more and more of the throbbing shaft. She enjoyed the little moaning sounds of pleasure drifting down from her brother's lips. She didn't want to make him come, since she didn't want to have to wait too long before being fucked, and as she'd already sucked out the tasty sperm she didn't find it all that difficult to stop.

But she did suck up and down on almost the entire length of throbbing flesh and muscle for a few seconds. She liked the feel of the pulsating male meat buried deep in her throat, and she knew that her brother enjoyed the sensation of her throat muscles working around the sensitive glans.

She'd had a lot of practice with Rod, training herself in the art of giving sexual pleasure with many parts of her body, and now she wanted to use that knowledge and ability to give and receive pleasure with other boys and men. She'd read that there weren't all that many females with the ability to milk with their inner muscles.

She had become so good at that art that sometimes she had to take it easy to keep from making her brother ejaculate prematurely. Rod had trained himself to last a long time though, and with her help he'd learned exactly how to please a female in all the wonderful ways. It was time for him to use his ability and knowledge on other girls - and women. Wouldn't it be wonderful if things worked out so that someday she and Rod went to a sex party, found their mother and father there, and were welcomed with open arms - and legs!

"It's my turn now, Betty."

She'd returned to his balls and had just about decided to take time to perform anilingus, after all. But hearing Rod's words, she quickly moved until she was stretched out beside him. She'd suddenly had the urge to do a sixty-nine all the way to a blistering finish, and had started to shift her body around, but they could do that later when her very virile brother was going after his third spurting climax of the evening.

Betty was glad that Rod didn't go directly to her cunt with his mouth and tongue. Her breasts were very sensitive and she liked to have them tongued and sucked. She'd often stimulated the nipples long enough to climax without even touching her cunt. But most of the time when masturbating like that she'd rub the hard nipple, or roll each erect tip between thumb and forefinger, until she was balanced right on the brink of a blissful orgasm and then finish herself off by stimulating her clit with her finger or fingers.

She didn't try to hold back the little moans that escaped from between her parted lips as her brother lavished oral attentions upon her big titties. She was proud of her breasts. They were big and round and firm. They rode high on her chest and despite their size they didn't sag when she was standing. At the moment they were jutting toward the ceiling - and into Rod's greedy mouth.

He'd straddled her body on his hands and knees and was darting his hot tongue against the erect nipples, each in turn, then going from one to the other, and she couldn't keep from squirming her ass against the mattress. She used her hands to shove a goodly portion of one throbbing hard-tipped mound into his hot mouth. He sucked greedily and soon she put her hands on his cheeks and guided his active mouth and tongue over to the other throbbing mound of springy flesh.

He tongued that extended nipple while sucking on the firm flesh she'd helped cram into his mouth and her passion soared higher and higher. She didn't want to come right then. Half of the pleasure was building to the melting climax and sometimes she liked to see just how long she could remain balanced on the brink - and this was one of those times.

She tugged at him until he mashed his open mouth to hers. They kissed passionately, taking turns sucking on each other's tongues, nibbling on each other's lips, lashing their tongues together. Then, breaking for air, they rested until their passion had simmered down somewhat.

Then Rod did something that betty enjoyed very much. He moved until his ass and balls were resting lightly on her upper stomach, with most of his weight on his knees, and his stiff cock in the deep valley between her poking titties. She used her hands to press the firm flesh against and almost around his hot and hard prick.

He made hunching movements, forward and backward, fucking her between the breasts, and she licked the blunt end of his cock each time it got within reach. He cupped her head with his hands and thrust far enough for the swollen glans to enter her mouth, letting her suck for a few seconds, then pulling back, only to repeat the process again and again.

A few times they'd continued like this until his cock shot off in her mouth. But this time he didn't keep it up long enough for that to happen, and she wasn't sorry when he stopped and went back to tongueing and sucking her throbbing titties.

When she began to wriggle her ass, Rod took the hint and trailed his moist parted lips and darting tongue down along her belly. He traced intricate little designs, leaving a wet, winding path, and jabbed his tongue around and then into her shallow bellybutton.

Kissing and licking lower, he skirted around the silken mossy hair that surrounded her quivering cunt. Betty moved her legs around as he kissed and licked her inner thighs, her pulse quickening as she anticipated the moment when his tongue would be slithering into her steaming snatch. Betty had seen women going down on each other at the swap parties. She'd even seen her mother doing and being done, and as she often did, she wondered what it would be like to make the gay scene. She wasn't sure that she'd want to go the whole route, she had no real desire to put her mouth on a cunt, but she didn't think she'd mind assuming the passive role.

She'd read that females could make other females experience far more ecstacy when it came to cunnilingus than males could and if that were true then the sensation would probably make her flip her lid completely. Because her brother could send her far out into space with his lapping tongue and sucking lips.

Betty gasped and lurched upward when her brother's hot tongue licked up between her cuntal lips. Then she moaned when he snaked his tongue into her tingling and twitching pussy and began swabbing the walls of her cunt as if his tongue were a paint brush. She put her hands on his head, clutched at his thick hair, and squirmed her ass as she lowered it back down onto the mattress.

She opened fully to him, thrilling to the wondrous sensation, then moaning loudly as his tongue went to her stiffened clitoris. She dug her fingernails into his scalp as his lips got in on the act, the greedy sucking adding to the delightful sensations already produced by his lapping tongue. "That feels so good," she whispered. "So goooood!"

Seconds later she was gripped in a whirlwind of passionate sensation. Her heels digging into the mattress, her fingers digging into Rod's bobbing scalp, Betty spun into a series of convulsive orgasms that left her limp and gasping for breath.

Rod rested his moist mouth on one of Betty's thighs for the short time it took for her to recover. When she told him that she was ready to be fucked he got out of the way while she got into position to be screwed dog fashion. On her knees, her forehead resting on her crossed forearms, her ass tilted at a perfect angle for the penetration, Betty waited expectantly for Rod to enter her.

Rod positioned himself on his knees close to his sister's upturned buttocks and looked at the wet pink little slit in her bottom as he stroked his rigid erection in anticipation. He had put his cock in her little pussy hundreds of times in the last year but he still felt a huge thrill every time just before he entered her. Nothing could compare to the first insertion, feeling the wet heat of her tight pussy swallowing his naked cockshaft. He guided his bloated purple cock-knob into the open wet gash and leaned into her.

Betty sighed with pleasure as her brother speared his stiff cock into her gaping gash with one quick motion. He pushed deep, inserting his considerable bulk all the way, testing her capacity. He grabbed her hips and pulled her buttocks tight against him, his balls pressed against her pubes.

She wondered if she should tell him to fuck her until she climaxed. He'd left his cock buried to the hilt, letting it soak, making it slippery for the anal penetration. It felt so good, so wonderful, but he might not last long enough to cornhole her and she was in the mood for that strange pleasure. Seeing the swapping wife taking it in the ass awhile before had caused her to crave that thrilling pleasure that always followed the initial pain.

"I'm ready," she said, already concentrating on relaxing her anal muscles.

Rod withdrew his prick and she felt the big crown being placed against her puckered anus. She winced and clawed the sheets as the knob popped past the tight elastic ring. He waited a few moments, giving her time to adjust, and then slowly shoved his slippery shaft all the way in. Again he waited until she rocked her hips to let him know that the pain had passed, and then he started pumping with slow, deep strokes. It was getting easier all the time, she thought happily. There hadn't been all that much pain and even if she knew it would hurt a hell of a lot more the next time she'd willingly pay the price for more of the wonderful pleasure she was experiencing right then.

Rod stopped fucking and she knew that he was fighting for control. She stopped moving her hips and he shoved one hand under her belly and snaked a finger into her cunt. He began flicking her clitoris and again started pronging her tingling asshole. She moved with him, knowing that he wanted to make her climax first so as not to take a chance on leaving her hanging.

She soon started to undulate her hips as orgasm approached. She clamped her upper teeth down over her lower lips to keep from crying out. The finger stimulating her clit was making the assfucking feel even better and she strained and bucked and then tensed as her orgasm peeked.

As her spasm subsided, Rod removed his slippery finger from her clit and cunt and grasped both of her breasts. He'd stopped his thrusts and now he began to pump into her clinging ass again. He groaned and she knew that he was about to shoot off. He began thrusting furiously, really pounding his pistoning prick in and almost out of her clasping asshole, and she felt his cock and balls begin to tighten and then thrilled to the first spurts of jism in her ass.

She bucked her hips up against him, twisting her ass in many directions, as she clamped down to milk all of the hot cream from his throbbing tool. He finally stopped fucking his cock into her and they rested while his prick grew soft and limber.

"That was great, Betty. Do you think your friends like to take it in the ass?"

"Peggy and Julie? Hell, I'll bet they take any thing from all directions at any time! Do you really want me to talk to them, Rod? It'll mean a different cunt for you, but it'll also mean a different cock for me, you know."

"I don't think I'll be jealous or anything like that, Betty. Hell, we can't very well keep on like this for the rest of our lives, anyway. We'll have to branch out as you said sooner or later so we might as well start right away."

"Then it's settled," Betty said, happy because her brother felt the same as she did about the situation. "I'll talk to Peggy about making a double date. I'll talk to her about it tomorrow, in fact. There's no need of us wasting time now that we've made up our minds and I think I'd rather try it with a fellow Peggy goes with most of the time. His name's Steve. Do you know him?"

"Yeah, I guess you're talking about Steve Mason. He's a good-looking guy."

"That's the one. Julie goes with Carl Hunt most of the time. He's okay, too, but I think I'd rather level with Peggy first. Now all we have to worry about is breaking the news to Dad and Mom about our decision to start dating."

"Why tell them," Rod asked, reaching and getting a towel. "They send us here two or three times a week. Instead of sneaking out of here to go peek we could just as easily go some place else." "I'd really miss the peeking."

"So would I. But if everything works out okay we could even invite our dates to share the fun of watching the swappers. Maybe that'd serve Mom and Dad right for being so two-faced and strict with us." "I don't think we'd better be too hasty about anything." Betty said. "I'm not backing out. It's just that I want to have a talk with Peggy and then kind of play it by ear."

"Anything you decide to do will be all right with me," Rod said, withdrawing his cock from Betty's clinging asshole. "you're smarter and you,ve been the leader most of the time so far so you might as well call the shots now. Are you sleepy?"

Betty said that she wasn't sleepy. Rod said that he wasn't either, and they went to the bathroom and cleaned themselves. They returned to the bed and Rod's cock was again thrusting proudly by the time they'd turned end to end for a sixty-nine session.

And even as they went down on each other, and enjoyed the intimate erotic act to the utmost, they both had thoughts about how it might be to have sex with a different partner.

Rod wondering if another girl would taste differant than Betty. Betty wondering about the differance a cock would make. Would a smaller one give her as much pleasure. Were there bigger ones.