They went directly to the shade and the blankets without waiting for the sun to dry their bodies. Al was the first to drop to a blanket, on his back, with his hard cock jutting, so Stacy got down and mounted him. Phil dropped down behind her and said he'd use saliva for a lubricant.
Stacy soon found saliva worked about as good as cunt juice. There was some pain as Phil inserted his cock in her asshole, but she willingly suffered a little for the pleasure she knew would soon follow.
When the three of them rolled over onto their sides, the young men began fucking her, both at once, and Stacy found it difficult to believe how marvelous it felt to have two throbbing cocks moving inside her at the same time.
It'd already been a day to remember, she thought happily – and the sun was still high in the sky!
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The next day, Sunday, Stacy slept until almost noon. Her parents didn't appear until she'd been up for half an hour. She had brunch with them, trying with some success to put out of her mind thoughts and mental pictures of them naked and sexing it up with the various partners. She felt she'd seen and had enough sex to last a while.
She'd really been pooped riding back from the lake just before dark the day before. She'd had a bite to eat and gone right to bed, immediately dropping off to sleep and sleeping like the proverbial log.
She'd fucked three more of the horses, including her own, during the late afternoon. They'd been a little wild at first, but they'd soon settled down, and if the amount of sperm was any indication, all three had enjoyed themselves. She still felt a little queasy about having sex with an animal, and didn't intend to let it become a habit.
She wasn't the slightest bit upset by the other sexual activities. There'd been a wild group-sex orgy not long before they'd started home. The whiskey had finally helped drive everybody a little mad with lust. She couldn't use drinking for an excuse, though, and didn't want to. Still, she intended to take it easy on the drinking from then on. She didn't want to become like her mother where swilling liquor was concerned.
Stacy put on a swimsuit and lounged around in the shade at the pool, listening to rock music on a radio. Her father came out and read the paper on the patio. Soon her mother came out and joined her father, and Stacy was pleased to see that her mother wasn't drinking.
After they'd read the paper, Stacy's parents went into the house, then soon returned, wearing swimsuits. Stacy joined them in the pool, and she and her father practiced diving from the board.
The afternoon passed pleasantly. It was almost as if nothing had happened to change Stacy's life so drastically. Her father said they'd enter their jumping horses in competition at a meet the following weekend. Stacy was happy to hear it, and they talked excitedly about past meets they'd won and those they'd lost.
Stacy's mother went in early and prepared an excellent dinner. While with her father, and again when eating with both her parents, Stacy seriously considered informing them she knew their secret. She didn't like the idea of them thinking they were putting something over on her, and she also had the wild thought such talk might possibly lead to her having sex with her handsome, heavy-hung father, and maybe even with her beautiful, sexy mother.
She even indulged herself in some crazy thoughts about how it might be if they made the threesome scene. Those exciting mental pictures made her realize her sexual satisfaction had only been a temporary thing. Because she became sexy-hot right there with a mouthful of roast beef and mashed potatoes.
Stacy wasn't surprised when her father announced he and her mother were going out that evening. When they wanted to know if she had anything planned, she said she was going to stay home and do some homework. Her father told her he thought she'd decided to start dating and having fun. She almost blurted out that she'd dated four boys the day before. Her mother told her father not to be so pushy, and Stacy's urge to speak out passed.
Alone in the big house, Stacy turned the TV set on. She didn't have any homework to do. She wasn't sure why she'd lied. Because she hadn't wanted to admit she didn't have anything at all planned, she guessed. She was too restless to watch television. She snapped the set off without even seeing what programs were on. She'd wandered out into the kitchen and was having a Coke when she heard the telephone ringing.
She ran to answer the phone. It had entered her mind to call Al, or one of the other boys, and she thought it might be one of them. It was Betty, telling she'd heard her parents talking about a party. She knew where it was going to be, and she wanted to know if Stacy would like to do some peeking. Stacy said she'd be there in a few minutes. She was wearing a skirt and blouse. It didn't take long to change into jeans and a thin sweater.
Betty was waiting out on the sidewalk, dressed in a similar outfit. She told Stacy the party was at an estate about a mile away, but she'd never been there. They walked swiftly, and mostly in silence. Stacy hoped her parents had gone to the same swapping party. She wanted to see her father and his big cock in action again.
There was a gate at the driveway entrance, but it was open. The drive was made out of packed shells and they got over and walked on the grass, under tall and thickly growing pine trees. There was a large parking space near the house, almost in front, and there were about a dozen cars. Stacy spotted her father's car.
They heard music, laughing and tanking. They kind of flitted from tree to tree, and Betty wished aloud that she knew the layout of the place. They soon found that the noise was coming from the swimming pool and surrounding area.
As they got closer, it became obvious it was a different type of sex party. There seemed to be fifteen to twenty people, men and women, and all were wearing swimsuits. There were plenty of lights, and Betty said she imagined most of the real action took place inside the big house.
"The people tossing the party probably insist upon playing silly games to pick partners," Betty added.
"They couldn't very well fuck out in the open where people could easily wander in and watch," Stacy said, noticing one young, well-stacked woman wearing a white bikini. The material was wet and she might as well have been naked.
Stacy and Betty managed to get very close to the pool without being seen. Stacy didn't see her parents, or Betty's, and Betty whispered that the four of them were probably already inside the house. Stacy silently agreed, then whispered it wasn't going to be much fun just watching people around the pool.
They retreated without saying another word.
When they were well away from the pool, Betty said they'd just have to scout around until they found something exciting to watch. She said since she had more experience peeking, she'd lead the way. Stacy was willing to follow, and said so.
They'd circled around and were near a door and a window when they almost bumped into a man in the near-darkness. He was zipping his pants, obviously after taking a leak. They didn't attempt to run, but he grabbed them both by an arm and mumbled something, Stacy understanding only the word, "trespassers".
The fully clothed, middle-aged man had hustled them to the door, and inside a room, before Stacy had time to much more than think that she and Betty had sure played hell.
There were two men and two women standing near an inside doorway, all naked. They stared, as the man gave Stacy and Betty a shove forward and said he'd caught some kids sneaking around outside.
"You mean two young, pretty girls!" one of the naked men exclaimed.
One of the naked women glared. "You fool! Why did you bring them in here! You know damned well I can't afford the publicity this could cause!"
She didn't make an attempt to cover her nakedness, nor did the other three. Stacy recognized her face from the society pages. She also recognized one of the men. She'd seen him at her house. She wondered if his wife was there. She realized by the sudden startled look in his eyes that he knew who she was.