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.