"I know damned well I won't be able to guess who you hot-ass gals are, and I doubt that I was even expected to, but since I'm supposed to get my gun twice before removing the blindfold, I have a suggestion to make. I'm getting close to a climax and it might be a good idea for one of you to suck me off the first time. It wouldn't be so messy and I'm not the kind of a guy who likes to delve his tongue into a sperm-filled cunt."
Stacy had started moving as soon as her father started speaking. Betty had just started to bounce through an orgasm. Stacy didn't try to stop Betty from finishing, but she mentally crossed her fingers, hoping her father wouldn't lose control and shoot his sperm into Betty's snatch.
The cock was still jutting stiffly when Betty swung off and away. Stacy grabbed the base of the slippery rod, opened her mouth wide, and engulfed the glistening knob and about three inches of the wet shaft with one swift motion. She sucked up and down greedily, taking the swollen glans deep into her throat on each downward movement, laving the hard, sleek knob with her tongue when she lifted her mouth.
She heard her father groan. The sound seemed to mingle with the slurping sounds she was making. She squeezed his balls and milked up with her tightly drawn lips when the big cock jerked and spurted jets of lava-like jism. She swallowed the thick cream as fast as she could, but the semen kept squirting and overflowed her mouth. She felt Betty's cheek next to hers. She pulled her mouth away, still swallowing sperm, and let Betty suck and drain the last few gobs and drops.
"God, but I really had a load, didn't I! And that hasn't happened to me in one hell of a long time!"
Stacy knew her father was referring to the fact his cock hadn't lost any of its hardness after his ejaculation. She thought about what he'd said about not removing the blindfold until he'd climaxed twice. While working on his second come he should last even longer!
"Stretch out here beside me. Both of you. I need a little rest. I'm sure you're both very young. Your bodies feel young, I mean. You both have such firm, smooth flesh. You must be new to the swapping game. In this group, anyhow. I'm sure I haven't been with either one of you before. This is all rather stupid, really, but I'll try and play it out to the end."
Stacy and Betty had stretched out beside him, one on each side, and he was running his hands over their bodies. Stacy lifted and began tonguing his nearest nipple. It jumped to attention and she began sucking the hard tip. Betty began treating the other nipple in the same lavish manner. Stacy put one hand down and clasped his thrusting cock. Betty put a hand down and there was plenty of room for both their fists to move up and down on the hard flesh and muscle.
Stacy's father soon said he was ready to do some fucking. Again Betty motioned for Stacy to go first. Stacy wondered if it was only her imagination that made her think he'd rolled over to take her even before she tugged at him. Maybe instinct had made him know she wanted to be fucked by him even more than Betty did.
When he was between her eagerly parted legs, he let her do the guiding. As soon as her hand was out of the way, he plunged all the way in. She gave a little gasp and wrapped her legs around his slender waist. Ankles locked behind his back, she began rotating her ass and hunching along with his masterful thrusts. He remained braced on his hands and arms. Again she had to fight the urge to rip the blindfold from his eyes.
He lowered, flattened her hard-nippled mounds against his chest, buried his face beside hers, and slipped his hands down to her hips. Matching him thrust for thrust, rapidly building toward still another orgasm, she thought, surely her father couldn't be angry after they'd shared such ecstatic happiness. She was going to have him again and again and again, though, no matter what! She just had to!
Stacy's father pumped her through a spasmodic climax, then withdrew his stiff prick, and got over between Betty's eagerly parted legs. Stacy lifted and watched Betty do the guiding. Again Stacy was glad she didn't feel any jealousy. She'd even share her handsome stud of a father with her beautiful, hot-ass mother without being jealous!
Looking in the mirror in the ceiling over the bed, watching her father's humping ass, Stacy quite calmly decided such an arrangement should work out just fine. They could have their pleasure at home, she could go with them to the swapping parties, and they could even have sex with her friends. They should really go for all the young stuff!
After pronging Betty through an orgasm, Stacy's father moved over and fucked Stacy again. It took much longer for her to come, and when she did, she tried desperately to make him shoot off in her clasping cunt. She wanted to feel the sperm spurting, but she also suddenly wanted to find out what his reaction was going to be when he discovered who he was fucking. She couldn't find the nerve to pull the blindfold off, though, and she failed to make him ejaculate.
"I'll have to admit that I'm getting a little tired," Stacy's father said, leaving his stiff cock buried deep after Stacy's spasms had subsided. "I think I'll just let my dick soak in this luscious cunt for a minute or two."
"Maybe you could come if you fucked one of us in the…"
Betty clamped a hand over her mouth. She was sitting up, and Stacy had thought she was getting ready to go down and do some ass, cock, and cunt tonguing.
Stacy's father had lifted his upper body. He turned his blindfolded eyes toward Betty. "Your voice sounds very familiar. Have you ever been in my home? Are you one of my daughter's friends?"
Betty looked at Stacy, smiled weakly, and shrugged her shapely shoulders. "I know Stacy, Mister Morgan. She's a very nice, normal, healthy girl, and I like her very much."
There was a long silence. It looked and felt to Stacy as if her father's entire body had become just as tense as his big cock buried in her cunt. She looked at his mouth, and could tell he was getting ready to ask another question. She was sure she knew what the question was going to be, just as she was sure he'd already sensed what the answer would be. Surprised at her own sudden calmness, she decided she might as well answer the question without words. She reached up and pushed the blindfold up around his forehead.
Stacy's father blinked his eyes, stared, turned pale, and blurted, "Good God!"
CHAPTER TWELVE
Seconds after Stacy's father blurted out the loud wordy his handsome face flushed, turning from pale to a reddish hue, and he quickly swung from Stacy and the bed.
"What are you doing here! How the hell did you get in here!"
Stacy, amazed at her own calmness, pleased with the way her father's eyes were flicking over her nakedness, sat up and scooted her ass to the side of the bed. He wasn't shocked enough to lose his hard-on, she thought happily. She slipped her feet to the soft, thick carpet and stood straight and proud.
"Why don't you tell him how we got in here, Betty?" she said, smiling.
Betty swung from the bed, on the other side, and began explaining, the words fairly tumbling out. Stacy dropped to her knees and took a goodly portion of her father's wet, thrusting cock into her mouth. She began sucking, taking the crown deep into her throat, squeezing his big balls with one hand, and caressing his firm buttocks with the other.
Soon Stacy's father put his hands on her forehead and pushed her greedy mouth from his pulsing prick. She looked up and met his blazing eyes. Betty had stopped peeking, having told only how they'd peeked before, had been caught, and had been hustled into the house and the bedroom.
"That bitch of a hostess played a dirty trick on me, Stacy. As well as on you and your mother. That's a two-way mirror over the bed. Your mother's in the room above watching. We've been putting on an exhibition for no telling how many swappers. I thought I was just in on the initiation of two new wives!"
Stacy had settled back on her haunches and looked up at the two-way mirror. She met her father's passion-filmed eyes again. "You said something about having to guess who we were."