After the hay was stacked high enough, and the blanket was spread over it to prevent scratching, Betty began playing with the pony's big balls. The cock slowly slipped out of its sheath. Stacy was standing nearby. Betty told her to touch the prick. Stacy did. The hard flesh and muscle felt hot and silky-smooth.
"Do you want to try it, Stacy?"
"No. Not now, anyhow. You go ahead."
Betty got into position on her back, her knees lifted and spread wide. She grasped the long cock with both hands, about ten inches from the blunt end. She wriggled her ass, seemingly to get more comfortable, and guided the knob between her cuntal lips. She hunched upward, taking three or four more inches, then settled her buttocks down until only the head was embedded. She repeated the thrusting motion a few times, then stopped, leaving only the head buried again.
"I know you're as hot as a furnace from just watching, Stacy, so why don't you get where I can eat you while I'm getting my jollies?"
Stacy was willing and eager to be tongued, but she didn't know just how to go about getting into position for Betty to perform cunnilingus. She told Betty and Betty laughed and told her to use her imagination. Stacy hesitated, then ducked down under the pony and got on the makeshift bed by straddling Betty.
Facing the long cock, and Betty's penetrated pussy, Stacy lowered her own cunt down over Betty's face. Betty took her hands from the cock, moved them around until she was clasping Stacy's buttocks, then told Stacy to hold the pony's prick steady with her hands.
Betty's words were muffled, her breath warm against Stacy's gaping gash. Stacy followed the instructions as Betty tugged with her hands and probed with her slippery tongue. Holding onto the hard, hot, smooth shaft with both hands, thrilling to the hot tongue jabbing into her pulsing pussy, Stacy's passion soared.
The pony's cock wasn't all that much bigger in diameter than some human cocks, Stacy thought. Her father's had looked to be almost as big around. Betty's cunt was taking the thickness easily enough, and Stacy was sure her cunt could too.
Realizing she'd made up her wind to take on the animal's cock, or a goodly portion of it, Stacy was suddenly eager to get on with the fucking. The tongue darting around in her cunt felt great, and it was exciting to watch Betty fucking herself on at least eight inches of the pony's thick shaft, but she remembered how wonderful it'd felt when she'd been fucked by Al and by Phil. If the pleasure increased in accordance with the size, then Betty was really having herself a wonderful time!
Stacy could tell when Betty got close to a climax. The pretty girl hunched and wriggled faster, took a little more of the big cock, and lapped Stacy's cunt in a faster tempo. Stacy knew she could come right away, but she held back. She wanted to be fiery-hot when she took on the pony's prick.
As soon as Betty stopped fucking, and Stacy saw that Pee-wee hadn't ejaculated, Stacy let go of the hard organ and lifted her own steaming cunt from Betty's greedy mouth. "I'm ready to give it a try, Betty."
"You'll really love it, honey!"
Stacy swung from Betty and the blanket-covered stack of hay. As soon as Betty moved, Stacy took her place. Betty grabbed the big cock and held it steady while Stacy actually did the guiding. When the hard head of the long cock touched her slippery slit, she pushed upward and the big knob slipped right in. She gasped and just let the hard, hot flesh soak in her quivering gash.
"Put your hands under and hold onto your ass, Stacy. I'll hold the cock steady and it'll be easier for you to fuck and control the depth of the penetration."
Stacy followed Betty's instructions and found the method worked great. By pushing upward with her hands while braced on her elbows, she was soon fucking up and down on five or six inches of the stiff rod. The pleasure was mind bending. Within seconds she was gripped in the throes of a shattering, shuddering orgasm. This was due partly to Betty's very recent tongue-fucking, and partly to the fact the pony's big cock stuffed her cunt so full, and when she was finally still she was happy to hear Betty's words: "Go ahead and take another trip, Stacy. I want you to feel the jism spurting."
Stacy began hunching and wriggling again, still using her hands on her buttocks to do most of the lifting. It'd been so fast the first time she hadn't had time to think. As she fucked up and down on the pony's prick, enjoying the blissful sensation to the utmost, she decided even though she was enjoying herself very much she'd rather be bouncing on a man's stiff cock.
She missed the kissing and the feel of human flesh on hers. Fucking the pony was more like a form of masturbation. And, in a way, so was having sex with Betty. She'd felt a kind of detachment with Betty, as she did with the pony, but with Al and with Phil there'd been a oneness she'd truly enjoyed.
"I think Pee-wee's getting ready to shoot off, Stacy!"
Stacy had already sensed the imminent explosion. She hunched faster, and thrust higher, taking eight, maybe nine inches of the throbbing tool, swiftly approaching a climax of her own. When the hot sperm spurted and sprayed her snapping snatch she spasmed through a shattering orgasm, not trying to stop the soft little cries that spilled from between her parted lips.
The jism overflowed and squirted out around her clinging cunt lips. When she was still, and the pony's cock was becoming soft and pulling back up into its sheath, Betty wanted to know how Stacy had enjoyed it.
"Compared to a human cock," Betty added with a little laugh. "I could tell you popped your cookies."
"I liked Al's and Phil's fucking better," Stacy said. "This was great, and I came like crazy, but I like a little kissing with my fucking. Besides, Pee-wee just stands there like a statue. Not that I expected him to say 'thank you' or some damn thing."
"You can bet your lovely ass he enjoyed himself," Betty said, giving out with a little laugh again. "It looks as if he's had it for now, though. Let's go to the house and take a shower."
Stacy cupped her crotch with one hand and swung to her feet. There was a water faucet nearby, and by the time she'd cleaned herself the best she could, Betty had destroyed the bed made out of hay. They put the robes on and hurried to the house and an upstairs bathroom.
They squeezed into the shower stall, after Betty had found an extra bathing cap to keep Stacy's hair from getting wet. They soaped each other, paying particular attention to each other's breasts at first, then ended up fingering each other's cunts. They were both soon sexy-hot again and Stacy was more than willing when Betty suggested they go to bed and have some fun. Stacy would've suggested it if Betty hadn't – and wished it wasn't too late to contact Al and Phil so she could have the kind of sex she liked best of all.
They rinsed off, dried themselves, and hurried to Betty's room. Betty turned the light on and while she was pulling the shades over the windows Stacy stretched out on the bed. Betty opened a bureau drawer and took out a gadget Stacy had seen advertised in magazines. It was a cordless electric massager in the shape of a cock. The ads stated it'd stimulate circulation and give fast relief from tension to all parts of the body, but Stacy was sure they were mostly used to penetrate and ease the tension in cunts.
Smiling brightly, her big titties swaying slightly, Betty walked over to the bed. "Did you ever see one of these, Stacy?"
"Only in pictures," Stacy said.
"I find this much more fun than diddling myself with a finger," Betty said, stretching out beside Stacy.
Hearing the faint buzz as the battery-operated vibrator was turned on, Stacy rolled over on her side and propped up on an elbow for a better view. Betty started running the cock-shaped massager over her own thrusting breasts. The nipples jumped to attention immediately, and Stacy felt her own nipples become erect just from watching.
"This feels just about as good as a tongue darting here and there," Betty said, spreading her legs wide. She began running the tip of the massager over her inner thighs and up and down her glistening cuntal lips. "You can use creams or oils on this lovely artificial pecked of course, but my juices flow so easily I can start right out with it dry. Personally, I like to turn the thing off until I get it in and then I turn on with it!"