Animal Farm, Chapter 10

Chapter 10

The next day was Saturday. Betty and Rod still hadn't mentioned dating to their parents. There was no need to. They'd been taken to their grandma's house often enough for them to get out in the evenings all they wanted to. Most of the afternoons they had all the sex they wanted and needed at the barn or at a friend's house.

They were taken to their grandmother's house early that evening by their father. From the talk they'd heard, they knew the members of the swap club were meeting at their home that night. They'd had so much sex the day before they they decided that they wouldn't get in touch with Peggy or any of the members of their own sex club. They were also curious as to wether or not Cliff Anderson and his wife would show up at the party. He'd had one hell of a good time the afternoon before, and he'd been a good sport about the whole deal, but they were afraid that he'd get to thinking about his "duty" and spill the beans.

They said good night to their grandmother shortly after nine o'clock, left her watching TV, went upstairs, then quietly came back down and out of the house. It was a warm evening and they enjoyed the stroll. But they were dissappointed when they circled their house and found that all the shades were down in the bedrooms.

"Mom must've spotted the two we raised," Betty said. "What now, Rod?"

"I've been giving some thought as to how we might be able to see into the living room," Rod said. "If the window's up, that is. Come on."

Betty began to understand Rod's plan when he went behind the garage and got a wooden box. The drapes were over all the windows in the living room, but there was a small window at one end that was higher than the picture windows in front. There was a screen over the lower half of the end window, but the window was raised about six inches, as was usual.

Rod stood on the box and carefully removed the screen. He could hear talking, but nothing really registered because all of his attention was focused upon getting the screen out withpout making any noise. He was lucky and soon handed the screen down to Betty.

He then slipped his hand inside and slowly pushed the drape aside just far enough for him to see. There was a perfect view of the entire room. He counted five couples, including his mother and father, and all were either naked or in various stages of undress. His mother's beautiful body was bare. She was sitting on a couch and one of the husbands was beside her, fondling her poking titties, but there wasn't really that much fucking going on.

Most of the people were drinking highballs. His father, naked and with a soft cock, was mixing drinks at the portable bar. Cliff was sitting on another couch, with his big cock about half-hard. He looked as if he might have already had too much to drink. Which was unusual, because most of the time there wasn't any heavy drinking at the sex parties.

There seemed to be a general discussion about local politics. Rod realized that there were other couples in the bedrooms, as the number of cars parked outside indicated as many as eight or nine couples at the swap party. He got down off the box, put his mouth close to Betty's ear, and whispered that they'd have to take turns watching because the box was so small and they'd better not push the drape aside very far.

Betty took Rod's hand and led him away from the window where she could talk a little louder. "I just remembered something, Rod. We haven't talked about it, but yesterday Cliff practically told us that some of the other kid's parents were swappers. Do you have any idea which ones they are?"

"I've been trying to figure that out, but I haven't come up with a thing, "Rod said. "I'll admit that I've never spent much time looking at faces, though. Besides, most kids don't really resemblre their parents." "I was thinking that we might give Peggy a call and have her come and peek, Rod. Or Julie. There parents might not be here, but they'd probably recognize somebody."

Rod hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'd rather not be responsible for anybody finding out about his parents like that, Betty. Let's just let things drift along as they are."

"All right," Betty said. "I understand what you mean."

They went back to the window and took turns getting onto the box and peeking, while they both listened . . .

Cliff Anderson had been drinking too much and he knew it. He'd had a few drinks that afternoon while trying to make up his mind about whether or not he should tell Elaine about hi storrid experiance with the teenagers. He hadn't told her anything, even though she'd densed that he had something important on his mind.

He'd brushed his sexy wife off with a few words about having trouble with the students at school, which he knew she hadn't believed, and now, sitting there at a sexy party that hadn't reall gotten started yet, he was fighting the urge to share his thrilling experiances in a verbal manner.

Part of the fun of doing something unusual was telling about it. If he'd told Elaine, she would've wanted to make arrangements to have sex with the boys, and the girls, and that might cause them both to be thrown out of town on a rail or some damn thing -

"I think you've had enough to drink, Cliff. You've been acting strang all day and I want to know what's bothering you. If you don't tell me right now I'm going home. I don't want to be around you if you get obnoxiously drunk."

Cliff had been staring at the empty glass in his hand. He looked up at his wife. Elaine was frowning. He felt eyes upon him and there was sudden silemce after her loud words. He knew that she was serious. He'd never gotten drunk around the swappers, and had seldom gotten that way at any time, but the few times he had he'd become a mean bastard - or so Elaine had told him later when he was sober.

Elaine had just returned from one of the bedrooms. She'd gone with a couple for a threesome, and he wondered what she'd sau if he told her that he'd fucked thast couple's lovely young daughter the day before. Julie's parents weren't the only ones there with swapping daughters, either. Or a son. Steve's parents were there, too. As were Peggy's and Marge's -

"Do you want me to go home, cliff?"

"I don't want anybody too go home," Cliff said, forcing a smile and glancing around. "Not until we've all exhausted ourselves in our usual uninhibited way, anyhow. Have any of you - you hedonists ever seen a horse fucking a girl? Well, I have, and it's a very exciting sight!"

"What on earth are you talking about?" Elaine asked.

"Actually, the girl was doing the fucking," Cliff said, enjoying the attention, deciding that it wouldn't do any harm to entertain the swappers with some sexcy talk about animals. He didn't have to mention any names, and he could leave out the fact that he'd fucked and sucked the young girls - and that they'd sucked his cock. He chuckled. "I should have said girls instead of girl, because I saw more than one going to town on a big horse ccok!"

Elaine said, "Maybe you better not talk, after all, Cliff. You're talking crazy, you know, and I didn't realize that you were so drunk."

"I'm just a little tipsy," Cliff said, grinning, getting a big bang out of the way the swappers were staring. "Do you folks want to hear how I happened to see the girls having fun with the horses? Two young horses, to be specific, and two young bulls!"

"You've gotten us very interested now," Norma Hart said.

"That's right," Bill Hart said. "You can't stop now, Cliff. Does it have anything to do with that new Four-H program?"

"Yes," Cliff said, suddenly wishing that he'd kept his big mouth shut. Bill would probably shit right there if he knew that his lovely young daughter was involved. He'd have to do some lying, by damn, and pretend that he was only talking so as to get some advice as to what he should do.

"I think I'd better make it clear that none of your children are involved," Cliff lied.

"I should hope not!" Norma exclaimed.

Cliff looked at Norma's beautiful body. She was completly naked, and he wondered what she'd say if he told her that her daughter was actually just as sexy as she was. How the fuck was he going to handle the situation he'd talked himself into? By lying, of course, as he'd already decided - he just hoped that he could keep his story straight in his mind in case he was quizzed later.

"I went out to the barn yesterday afternoon to check on the animals the kids are caring for as a Four-H project. There were acouple of girls there. They didn't see me. They were too engrossed in what they were doing to notice me."

"They were both naked and were playing with one of the young horse's balls and cock. That prick was over two feet long. They'd constructed a bed out of hay directly under the horse. One of the girls got on her back and let the other girl guide a few inches of the long cock inot her pussy. You should've seen that girl bouncing her ass on that hay!"

"She had an orgasm and then she held the stiff prick while the other girl fucked. They changed around a few time before the young horse finally popped his nuts. His stuff really flooded her cunt, I mean, and - well, that's about it folks. I didn't know if I should report it to the principle or somebody else with more authority than I have and I still don't know what to do."

"Why do anything?" Peggy Savage's father asked. "Hell, let the girls have their fun!"

"You shouldn't talk like that, George," Peggy's mother said. "What if one of the girls was our Peggy! Why, I don't see how a girl could keep from getting hurt fooling around with a horse like that!"

"It sounds to me as if the depth of the penetration could be controlled fairly easily," George said. "And as for our Peggy - it wouldn't surprise me very much to hear that she'd try something like that. You know as well as I do, Mona, that she's boy-crazy. Or should I have said cock-crazy?"

"I'm sure that Peggy has sex with boys, but that isn't like doing it with a horse," Mona said, walking over and sitting down beside Cliff. "You won't tell who the girls are, Cliff?"

"You wouldn't know them," Cliff said, feeling very sober by then, deciding that he'd better not do any more talking - lying or otherwise. "I've said too much already and I think I'll just try and forget that I saw anything. I'll do as George said and let the girls have their fun."

Elaine sat down on the other side of Cliff. "Are you sure that you didn't get sexy-hot and fuck at least one of the girls, Cliff? You didn't seem very interested when we had sex last night!"

"Maybe Cliff got so hot while watching he had to beat his meat," Bill said, laughing. "I find the whole deal exciting just hearing and thinking about it. And, looking around at the hard cocks now, I see that I'm not the only one to find the tale stimulating."

"What did hapen after the horse shot off?" Norma asked.

"I managed to keep out of sight until the girls left," Cliff said. "While they were washing themselves, using a bucket of water, I heard them talking, though, and it seems that they'd had sex with the other young horse, too. As well as with the two young bulls."

"I'm amazed that animals can be used for such purposes," Mona said after a rather long silence. "I've read about such things, of course, and I'll even admit that reading about beastility kind of turned me on." Norma laughed. "You sound as if you'd like to give it a try with a horse, Mona!"

"I'd at least like to see that kind of action," Mona said seriously. "Maybe we could have a swap club meeting at the barn and the women could draw numbers or something to see who'd go through with the actual fucking."

"I'd be willing to gamble," Elaine said. "Not that I'd know whether or not the woman who had to take on the horse had won or lost!"

There was a general discussion, with the men saying that they'd like to watch such an exhibition. Cliff decided that there might've been just as much acceptance if he'd told the whole truth. Because within a matter of minutes it was decided, without one nay vote, that they'd all go out o the barn the very next night.

Somebody wanted to know if there were lights at the barn, and Cliff said that there were, then added that there was even a creek nearby where the kids had been swimming.

"They told me about it at school," he said. "Then you all agree that I should just ignore the fact that I saw the girls having sex with the horses?"

They were all in agreement and Bill suggested that they get on with the present party. There were no objections to that and Cliff was relieved that he'd gotten out of what could've been a serious situation. He certainly didn't wnat to be the one to tell them about their wanton, promiscuous daughters - and maybe he'd learn to keep his mouth shut while drinking.

Rod was on the box, peeking through the window. He watched as the couples paired off and started having sex in various ways. He'd had a hard-on all the time he'd been watching, even if ther hadn't been any action. Seeing the naked females, and admiring his mother's beautiful body, was enough to put him in the mood for sex.

He stepped down off the box and led Betty far enough away so that they could talk. "I'm ready to go if you are, Betty. I'm ready for some action myself and we have some planning to do, too."

"You're thinking about going out to the barn tomorrow night?" Betty asked.

"Sure. We'll be staying at Grandma's house again, I suppose. And even if the folks let us stay here we could still get Peggy to take us. We could park the car and take the path along the creek."

"I'm willing to go peek tomorrow night," Betty said. She put a hand on the bulge in his pants. "I'm more than ready to go to Grandma's now, too!"

Rod patted his sister's firm ass and told her that he'd be right back. He put the screen back into place in the window without looking inside. He'd had enough peeking for the time being. He carried the box back to where he'd gotten it and then he and Betty started toward Grandma's. As they walked slowly through the warm night Rod put his arm around his sister's waist and pulled her close against him. Betty hugged his waist in response and pressed her hip on his.

After about a block, Betty said, "Peggy's folks don't have a very high opinion of her, that's for sure. Should we tell her about them before she sees them out at the barn?"

"I think we'd better," Rod said after thinking about it for almost a full minute. "I'm sure that she'll take it okay, but she might yell or some damn thing if we don't tell her before she sees them in action." "I guess you're right," Betty said. "I know hot her parents look like, anyhow. They're very attractive and I wouldn't mind making it with her father. Or with her mother, for that matter!"

She had changed her style of dressing in the last few months to accomodate their sexual fun. For years she'd refused to wear a dress or skirt except on the most dress-up occasions, prefering instead jeans or shorts depending on the weather.

But since she and Rod had begun having sex she'd gradually switched to skirts and blouses, usually full skirts that were easy to get up out of the way for impromptue sex around the house, and prefering long ones that made it unlikely that anyone would notice that fact that she seldome wore underwear anymore.

Rod slipped down the zipper at the rear of Betty's skirt, leaving the button at the waist band to support the garment, and slipped his hand into the convieniant opening. He caressed and squeezed the firm naked flesh as they walked and talked.

Betty described Peggy's parents. She did such a good job with the description that Rod didn't have any trouble placing them, and he said he'd like to make it with Peggy's mother.

"Naturally," Betty said, laughing.

"Maybe it's just as well that we still don't know who the other parents are," Rod said. "I'm not all that eager to tell Peggy, to tell you the truth. She might not take it as well as we think."

Rod had finished fondling his sister's delightfully firm little buttocks and was now wiggling his fingers between her soft warm thighs.

Their pace slowed considerably and Betty leaned her head on her brother's shoulder, shivering with pleasure as two fingers probed up into her slick pussy and another one brushed her clit. "I think Cliff handeled things quite well after he let it slip about the animals," Betty said. "It still seemes strange for us to be calling him by his first name."

"Don't forget that we're still supposed to call him Mister Anderson at school. They all seemed excited about the prospects of seeing the horses and bulls in action. Even Mom and Dad. Not that anything they'd want to do of a sexual nature should surprise us."

Finally, in the deep shadow of a large tree, she stopped walking altogether and tilted her face up to kiss Rod passionatly. As their tongues probed back and forth Rod put his middle and little fingers with the other two and pushed up into slippery hot opening between her thighs.

"Ummmm! Ummmm!" Betty groaned into his mouth as the delicious but slightly too vigerous stretching sensation caused her to rise up on tippy-toe, clinging to him for support as she shuddered through a brief, but intense orgasm. "Enough already. We shouldn't be doing this out here, Rod. Let's hurry home."

Rod agreed reluctantly, withdrew his fingers from her mushy cunt, and they began walking briskly. This time as they walked Rod was remembering the slightly glassy look of passion in his sister's eyes as he had finger-fucked her to an orgasm only moments ago. In a few minutes they would be in her bedroom at Grandma's house and the rigid erection that bulged in the front of his pants would be pumping deep into her clinging pussy. He would see that beautiful glassy eyed ecstacy on her face again before he dumped his load. He thought his own sister must be the most beautiful and sexiest girl in the whole world and wondered how many other guys were as lucky as he.

"Why not have a bunch of our friends go out to the barn tomorrow night? That should make it more interesting. There'd be power in numbers, you know, and if we were to get caught I'd rather there'd be a crowd."

"You have something there," Rod said. "When we get a chance to call Peggy on the phone tomorrow we'll tell her to contact those she thinks will want in on the deal. In that way we won't be taking on all the responsibility."

Betty said that she thought that was a good idea, and then wanted to know what the people at the party had started doing after their father had suggested getting on with the party.

Rod told her that Peggy's mother had started sucking on Cliff's big cock, their father had started going down on Cliff's wife, and Peggy's father and their mother had dropped to the carpet in a sixty-nine position.

"That's all I really noticed before getting down off the box," he finished.

"You saw plenty in a very short time," Betty said, laughing. "I'll bet mnost of the wives will be swinging on Cliff's big cock in one way or another before the night's over."

Rod silently agreed. The teacher had reall lasted a long time while working on his second climax in the barn. They'd get another cahnce to watch him in action the next day, too. As well as their mother and father and the rest of the swappers. Would Mom take on a horse cock? Or get down on her hands and knees and take a bull's cock in her cunt or asshole?

They made it back to the house and upstairs without further incident, again going to the bedroom that Betty slept in for their sexual activities. They'd been having a lot less sex with each other since they'd branched out.

"Do you wish that things were back the way they were?" Rod asked, hoping that his sister wouldn't give an affirmative answer. He was happy with the way everything had turned out and he hoped that she was, too.

"No, and I can tell by the way you asked that you don't, either. I've been thinking, Rod. Maybe things might work out tomorrow night in such a way that we can get a chance at Dad and Mom. There should be a lot of people there, kind of milling around when they aren't fucking or sucking, and they'll probably go down to the creek and wash and maybe swim. There aren't any lights outside the barn and maybe we could kind of blend in with the swappers and - well, you get the idea."

"I've also been thinking along those lines," Rod said, grinning. They were both naked by then and his prick was poking proudly. He climbed onto the bed. "Wouldn't it be great if by this time tomorrow night our dreams could come true!"

"Yeah," Betty said softly, climbing onto the bed and falling into her brother's outstretched arms. "But, you know from my point of view I couldn't imagine how things could be any better."

"Are you serious?" Rod asked, a little surprised.

Betty's eyes caught Rod's in the dim light. "It's great messing around with the other guys and with the horses, and I'm sure it'll be fun if we get involved with the adults, too." She giggled slighty, "I've even got a fantasy all worked out."

"What's that?"

She blushed and shook her head.

"Come on, Sis. Share with me."

"Okay." she consented reluctantly. "I want to do it with Daddy and Cliff at the same time."

"How at the same time?" he asked with a puzzeled look on his face." "One in front and one in back."

His hand slid down her back and his fingers wedged into the crack between her buttocks. He found the little puckered ring and caressed it lightly. "Would you like me to try in there?" he asked.

"Yes, sometime, but that's getting away from what I wanted to say." Her face had that very serious sincere look again. "I love you, Rod." She said solomly. "I love you." she repeated for emphisis. "The others are fun and exciting, but you are the only one I really need or want. You make me feel safe and comfortable, and sexy. I always thought so anyway, but now I have comparisons and I know for sure that you're the best lover in the whole world."

Rod was getting embarassed by this long praise from his younger sister. He placed one finger geltly againsat her lips to silence her for a moment. "I feel exactly the same way about you." he admitted genuinly. "I know that. I can sense it when we're together, it isn't just sex or fucking for you, you're making love to me. I feel so wonderful about it. I would scream it to the world if I could, but of course I can't." she finished with just a hint of trouble clouding her joyous expression.

She looked like she was about to start talking again when Rod placed his finger to her lips once more. And in a very serious tone of voice asked her, "Can we fuck now?"

Betty giggled at his course joke and then turned suddenly very serious again. "We can fuck now, and tomorrow, and forever. We can fuck whenever and wherever you want, and for as long as you want." she vowed.

They embraced and kissed pasionately, using their tongues. Their fingers were caressing, fondling, probing. Rod soon moved his mouth and tongue to Betty's thrustiong titties and she helped cram a goodly portion of those hard-tipped mounds into his greedily sucking mouth, each in turn, while one of his hands went down to her crotch.

He inserted a finger into her hot cunt and slowly finger-fucked her while kissing and licking his way down along her squirming body. Soon he replaced his finger with his tongue. After he'd been tongue-fucking her for about a minute, with her moving along with his jabbing tongue as if it were his cock, she told him to swing his ass around.

Rod pulled his tongue from Betty's quivering and hot cuntflesh and walked around on his knees. When he was straddling her head she caressed his balls and took his swollen cockhead into her mouth. As she sucked, holding her own head up with one hand, he again lowered his mouth to her moist slit and snaked his tongue into her palpitating pussy.

They went at each other in that position for a while, then rolled over on their sides so they'd be more comfortable. His head was clamped between her sleek thighs and the side of her face was resting on the mattress. He went to her erect clit with his mouth and tongue and lapped and sucked her through a spasmodic orgasm. While spasming she sucked almost all of his cock into her mouth, the glans in her throat, the muscles contracting, but he managed to keep himself under control.

As soon as Betty stopped climaxing he pulled his mouth and tongue from her juicy cunt, his stiff prick from her sucking mouth, turned, and got between her legs. He let her do the guiding, mostly from habit, and they fucked long and blissfully. Rod guided and propelled her through two strong orgasms, all the time watching her face, and again he was amazed at how beautiful she was.

Rod fell asleep with the delicious knowledge that his sister was madly in love with him. She would be his sex toy if he wanted. She would sibmit to anything that pleased him. Her soft white body, so sensitive and repsonsive, was his to cherish or abuse as he wished.