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"Hey, Layla, are you engaged Saturday nighttime ? Rod asked.

Rod had called his Sister on the earpiece. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the downfall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior yr, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new married man. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the family drama and get back to shoal and be on their own.

"No plans yet,"Layla said."What's up ?"

"I thought you might like to go to a political party with me."

"What's the matter, Little Bro, are you so hard-up that you have to ask your sister for a date ?"

"Not exactly. It's up at the Lyons'place. call back them ?"

"The Lyons ? You mean the tramp ? What, are they having another one of their raging sex political party ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some form of deviate ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their father's home, in a big home on almost an acre of earth, with a large, screened-in swimming consortium. They were known to have a very unfold marriage ceremony and were also known to occasionally throw raging parties where anything goes, and their Guest would hail expecting to jumble, swing and barter. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of dotty, mad shtup and sexual experimentation was the intent and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our sort out fashion. But I can't go alone. Only duet are invited. The party normal are pretty simple : institute a partner and a bottleful and part both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the good word of a friend at work. I hear they're searching for some new blood."

"Well, okay, that's better, I guess. I thought you were getting all Wyrd on me. But it might be fun. Something different, anyway."

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some sr. stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a fiddling after and we'll oral sex over together. And remember it's a puddle party. bear witness off that consistency of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look great, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her tanned arms and legs, and of row her cute butt and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking kids. Rod was tall and lean and wore consignment shorts and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summertime party.

"So do you, niggling brother,"Layla said, handing him a fifth of rum."Now let's go to this political party and see how lucky we can get."

They drove fork car to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a mental block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the straw man door by Lita Second Council of Lyons, the madam of the theater and host of the party, who wore a red, white and aristocratic one-piece swim suit that was meretricious wet and clung like glue to her lilliputian soundbox and enormous bosom. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbor, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

"Welcome, and thanks for coming,"Lita said."The bar is out back on the lanai, through those French doors, along the wall to your left. Help yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in full swing. There was a buzz in the air, a graphic hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad bodies. They mixed rum with nose candy at the bar and found a convenient spot nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. article of wearable were coming off and respective body component part were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting friendly and frisky with former couples, mixing first mate. There were small groups scattered around the gravid screened-in expanse, some standing, some lounging in electric chair. Two charwoman were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in front of them with their faces glued to their genital organ. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two womanhood grinded their twat into their faces as they sucked each early's tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a match doors down from them when they were teen. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many years her junior.

"Hey, is that Mrs Fitzsimmons over there ?"he said, nodding toward the couple.

"Yes, I think it is,"Layla said."She still looks pretty salutary for her age, doesn't she ? Looks like she's got herself a young sawbuck. Looks like you got here too recently, Rod."

"Yeah right hand,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimwear and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his hand on her white meat and she had her hand inside the front of his drown trunks. An older guy with a drink in his bridge player stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."Feel free to mix. We're all here to fill people and enlarge our circle of influence…among other thing !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

Rod scanned around looking for his admirer and didn't see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the same time and waved. He was at the far end of the consortium with his girlfriend and another couple.

"Hey, there's my acquaintance from work,"Rod said."Let's go over, I'll introduce you."

"I'll join you all in a mo,"she said."I need to find a bathroom."She set her imbibe down and headed into the house. Rod walked over to his friend.

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his admirer said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a melt off redhead in a black Bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her married man Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the other slope of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

"What happened to your girlfriend ?"Lisa asked."Did she run off ?"

"That's my, uh…that's Layla,"Rob said."She'll be right back. She had to find a bathroom."

"She's hot. Does she do girls ?"Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a sideways glance.

"I don't know, maybe. Ask her,"he said."I know I do !"They all laughed.

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made idle chattering for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again first appearance were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple minutes as others ahead of him restore swallow. He looked around at the weird prospect. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the meter he'd perplex his drink he looked at the far end of the terrace where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One couple was older, perhaps in their 1950s, and the former couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waistline and were getting their hawkshaw sucked. The Pres Young attractive brunet's pass was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was deep in her backtalk. His slim, gray-haired married woman was going down on the blonde, much-younger man.

"Jesus, will you look at that !"a female voice said.

Rod looked to his right wing and an attractive older woman was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was.

"If I was going to blow some guy at this party I'd at to the lowest degree try to line up someplace a little more individual,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked delicately. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic torso and a tasty-shaped tail. She wore a frayed, short-change blueing jean skirt that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the rigid teat of her house, medium-sized nipple reached out for him from behind her Edward White electron tube top. He tried not to gaze and hoped he could think of something intelligent to say.

"Uh, yeah,"he half-stammered."Sure is bold."

"tone at the shit-eating grin on that old fart's face ! That young lady may be Edward Young but she must be one hell of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to listen the risqué language coming from this attractive, elder charwoman. But it was kind of an exigent, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this party so she must be looking for something new and different. And maybe that something could be him.

"Do you come to these parties often ?"Rod asked lamely.

"I've been a few meter. How about you ?"

"first gear time for me."

"I've noticed some new faces. You're kind of young aren't you ?"

"twenty-one,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to expect him over for the number one time and liked what she saw : Tall, better-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond fuzz on his forefront, unsubtle shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your public figure ?"

"Rod."

"Hmm, Rod, huh ? That's a strong-sounding public figure. I'm Maud."

"Pleased to fulfill you, Maud."

"Pleased to assemble you as well."They shook handwriting and then she batted her eyes and said playfully,"Gee, what does a gal have to do to get a drinking around here ?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. What'll you have ? Your wishing is my command,"he said.

Her eyes lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might hold open my wishing for later. Right now I'll settee for a potable. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a quiver and goose pimple broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly spooky because this hot, debonaire older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth out and in control, this he knew, but she was making him finger at ease, at to the lowest degree as much at relaxation as he was able of at the bit. He tried not to come along too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it wide-cut of Stoli. He squeezed a lime hoagie and dropped it into the drinking, then turned and handed it to Maud.

"To a hot summer nighttime,"she said with a snicker, raising her glass.

"To a hot summer night,"he said, and they tapped glasses.

They were tacit for a few mo as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his baby had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animated conversation with another pair a few ft away.

"Do you want to try to observe someplace where we can sit down ? Get away from the racket, loosen a bit ?"Rod said to Maud.

"You're not going to try to peel me are you ?"

"No. Not without your permission, anyway. Maybe with my eyes."

Maud laughed."Oh, you are too cute,"she said."Sure, let's go incur a seat."

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the house. The keep room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an authority at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another rampart, and a dearest seat facing the ledger. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a puff of air of Maud's fragrance for the 1st time. She smelled mythologic. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

"Did you get to the party with anyone ?"Maud asked.

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his drink. He felt a quick, burning saccade from the rum he'd poured to top off his drink.

"And she's okay with this ?"

"She's okay. I checked her out a few second ago and she'd already hooked up with somebody. She's not really my girl. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who'd you come with ?"

"I came alone. Lita doesn't creative thinker if some of the charwoman come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough charwoman. So I came to check it out and see if I could see anyone interesting."

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a family party going on. You're young and openhanded and I'm sitting alone with you on a vis-a-vis in a way by ourselves. What do you call back ?"

"I like. Sorry if I seem a little queasy. I've never been to a party like this before."

"Don't be nervous, relax. I know we have a big age deviation but I wouldn't be sitting here if I didn't like what I see."She stirred her crapulence with her finger and sucked the liquor off of it."So Rod, tell me. What did you descend to this political party looking for ?"

"I don't think I really knew until now. But I think I found her."

Rod's eyes were like piano blueness rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So youthful, yet so smooth,"she said with a light.

In an instant her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's blazonry surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a self-colored two second. Their tongues mashed deep into their oral fissure as their mitt roamed over all new dominion and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's cock hardened.

"Let's get out of here,"Maud said when she got her tongue back."I know a place we can go."

She rose and took his bridge player. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a blue sedan.

"Do you give a car ?"she asked.

"right field there,"he said, pointing to his Toyota a unretentive space away.

"okeh, follow me. It's only a ten min parkway, a buck private place out by the lake."She paused for a import and felt a shiver."pay me your deal,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the strawman of her doll till it was flush against her genitals."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the rachis of her wench. She pressed the tips of his fingers against her asshole.

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my butt hack, holding your post. You get to assume it out."

She kissed him and her tongue peacenik deeply into his oral cavity and then right back out.

"I'm going to put my mouth all over you and get you off,"she said hoarsely."And then you're going to put your mouth all over me and get me off."

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the precis of his turncock through the framework of his boxershorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the bike and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come closer. He put his forearms on the open windowpane and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another gustatory modality of his tongue for the road.

"You're a good kisser,"she said, then whispered :"And I like it in the ass, so get ready. Follow me."

The windowpane rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his erection and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic older woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a second the education he was about to receive.

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Rod's boner abated as he followed closely behind Maud's car. ‘ Who the hell is this char ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After respective international nautical mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake road was a six statute mile eyelet around the large, reniform lake. A few minutes later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded campaign and they parked the cars in front of a humble lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a xxxv horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her key in her hand and Rod followed her to the nominal head door. He eyed the pernicious sway of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in movement of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his mitt had just been.

"Is this your cabin ?"Rod asked as Maud unlocked the deadbolt.

"No,"she said."It belongs to Friend. They don't use it a great deal anymore and they let me come here when it's not rented."

Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the door behind them. She tossed her keys onto a table by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the scrumptious press of her tits against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his hired man and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one bombastic room with a lowly kitchen on one position and the bedroom on the former. There was also a loft above the aliveness country and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face up Rod and sucked his tongue into her mouth and put her hand between his legs.

"Are you ready for a bully piece of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

"goodness,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't hold to suck this thing. Be rightfield back."She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room : a bed, a chest of drawers with a mirror, a nightstand, a electric chair. He heard the toilet boot and piddle running in the sink for a minute or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely bare. The entirely affair on her body was a five o'clock tail of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not trust his skilful hazard as he took in the tidy sum of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and leanness, her perk nipples, slim waist and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from side to understructure without a unmarried tan line anywhere, not even from a band or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your body is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

"Thank You. Now let's get a look at yours."She knelt before him and unbuttoned his shirt.

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless dresser and traced her knife over his nipples and down over his flat tum as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her finger inside the pliant girdle of his underpants and yanked his trunks down to his ankles. His midst, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation.

"Oh, wow,"Maud said."Now I guess I know why they call you Rod !"She licked her rim and then licked the tip of his rooster and ran her clapper along the eight stiff inches of it."seminal fluid in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently drop his groyne into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her hands were under his fag cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut unleash with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to protract what was happening as long as he could. But he was nervous to get on to other matter too.

She had his solid dick in her mouth and he could sense her tongue massaging his scape. She pinched his ass harder, in clip with her oral gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her vacuum cleaner swallow and pushed his pecker into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulders and tried to pull her brain closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several minute of arc : Rod's groan and Maud's slurps punctuating their bm, his hands and groin in slender sync with her script and mouth as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the rachis of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, rather than he'd wanted but he could defend it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his peter in a power stream almost too encompassing for its vent, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of semen were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slipperiness with spit and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the nook of her sass. She put her capable mouth on his and pushed her lingua into him, shoving his fresh spermatozoon deep into his mouth. If I'm going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his feet on the floor and his short around his ankle. She slid her naked body up and over his until her pussycat lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight unit on her knees and sat on his grimace. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky congregation, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her tangy brine. Then he speared his lingua into her.

"Oh yes !"she gasped."Fuck me with your tongue. That's good."

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his knife as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her jetty so he took nimble breathing time when he could. Maud moved her slit around, and with his knife inside her she wiggled her clit under his pep pill lip.

"Suck me while you tongue-fuck me,"she purred.

With her clit resting on the back of his lingua, Rod curled his lip around her tight tool. She oohed and aahed as he massaged it and she grounded into him, forcing his spit into her deeper still. This went on and on, with a chorus of Maud's groan and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A couple infantry South Rod's shaft was again at straight attending and pulsing at the crinkle, but Maud had other theme. She changed status slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her hindquarters male plug between his lips.

"Take it out,"Maud said, breathing heavily.

Rod brought his hand up to her ass but Maud stopped him.

"No, no,"she hissed."With your teeth."

This was all new territory for Rod but he didn't want to fathom like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her becoming ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the rest of the plug, four or five column inch, gradually emerged from her asshole and Rod held it with his teeth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

"Thank you,"Maud said, and lowered her butthole to his rima oris."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

Again, new territory."What ?"he said.

"Lick it !"she said."It's clean and jerk. Don't worry, it's the clean asshole you'll ever lick. And tonight it's yours."She pressed her asshole to his lips.

Rod stuck his clapper out through his lips until the tip met her anatomical sphincter. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite extensive, and it continued to unfold and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to relish what he was doing the more he heard Maud's speech sound of delight.

"Ah, yes,"she murmured."That's it, that's good."

After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would anticipate it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her second joint with both hands and pulled her ass flush to his face and plunged his tongue as deep as he could into her asshole.

"Oh God, yes !"she groaned, and grinded her ass into his side, wanting all of it."Oh fuck, you're a natural."

Rod worked his right hand deal over from her thigh to her kitty-cat and slipped two fingerbreadth into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's fingers were stroking her button in continuative with his.

Their symphony of tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long prison term. Rod's lip was occupied of path, but Maud's made enough noise for both of them with her blissful animal whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was scavenge, and tasted adept, sort of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

By now, Rod's dick was throbbing like a dirt bike. Fat and stretched and achy, it was back in full, well done and ready.

Rod decided to impel the issuing a niggling bit. With his manpower he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face square with hers. The butt plug plopped onto her left tit.

"Your ass discernment safe,"he said."But it's all dainty and lubed ; we shouldn't let that go to dissipation. It's time to put it to good use."

Rod slipped a finger's breadth into her prick, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the walls of her deep hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the head teacher of his half-lubed peter, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

"reach it to me,"Maud said."The whole enchilada."She gripped her hands onto his hips.

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a cryptical breath and opened widely, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the first couple inches of his dick.

"That's it, that's commodity, Big Boy. Give me what you got."

He pushed and felt the tight delectation of the pressure of her tender son of a bitch on his putz. Then he pulled back and swung his sum into her. She squawked and dug her shine nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands categoric on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her organic structure moved in concert with his, her get, quivering ass sucking his rooster like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, thirsty clitoris, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her back room access he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself laborious, then faster, together.

"You like that ass, don't you ?"she jeered.

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel high temperature like an oven in his groin from the silky rubbing of his peter scraping the paries of her unctuous asshole again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted.

"You like licking it, you like fucking it."

"Uh huh,"he grunted, pounding away, sweating with a new intensity.

"That's it, keep it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to come big…I always do when I'm assfucked."

Rod suddenly realized he was having the undecomposed screw of his lifetime. Maud's ass was like a force per unit area cooker, steaming his hot blimp, now long and plump with the indigence to explode.

Maud's arsehole was also burning with the yearning and she rubbed her swelled tool even harder, vigorously coaxing her own climax.

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eye were wide wild blue yonder pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their bodies and each boring of his screw into her keystone.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, fill me up."She squeezed his cock with her ass muscularity and strummed her clit like a mouth organ.

Rod's balls were bubbling but the anal taking into custody on his phallus kept his sperm from swimming downstream.

"Oh, God,"she howled,"I'm gon na come."

Rod felt the pressure on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her going. Her body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in waves and her heading shook side-to-side. He rammed his gumshoe into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect coupling, his gracelessness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled automobile. His semen soon had an outlet scheme and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate shaft into the reach of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. Little by piffling he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurts were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

"That was incredible,"Rod said. It was all he could think of.

"It was. And your cock is grand, it fills me up. But you can accept it out now."

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his dorsum succeeding to her and realized he still had his shoe on and his shorts were still wrapped around his mortise joint. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his shorts on the floor.

"That's it,"Maud said."Get comfortable."

Rod wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the behind plug from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her eubstance onto her side to face him.

"Not nearly as big as your cock is it ?"she said.

He shook his read/write head, laughing. She took the chew from his paw and licked it from end to end and then put the whole thing into her backtalk. After several puckered power-sucks she took it out of her back talk and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

"Go ahead. Suck it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a prude. You've already licked my arsehole, for Deliverer's rice beer, so what's the divergence ? I want to see you suck in it."

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

"It's a turn-on !"she added.

After a mo Rod shrugged and put the butt fireplug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one motion the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her glossa and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her hired hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked turncock ?"Maud asked him point-blank. She began caressing him.

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

"It's not something I've thought about. It's not something I want to do."

"You should try it. I bet you'd be good at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn undecomposed job sucking my clit. I bet you could breastfeed a think of dick too."

Maud couldn't assistance but notice that Rod's rooster was again fully erected in her hand.

"Well, will you look at that,"she said nodding at his vainglorious member."You've gotten hard again with all this talk about sucking cocks."

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingerbreadth through her shiny grim hair.

"So I guess you've never been fucked up the ass, either ?"she said.

"No,"he said.

"You should try it, you might like it. I know I do."

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the great the cock the bigger the richly,"she said, squeezing his cock between her fingers."Ah, it must be fun to be a untested man. You've already come in my mouth and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

Rod turned on his side and with one handwriting behind her head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a not bad idea,"he said.

"Okay, let's go for it, Romeo. But later I want you to do my ass again, okay ?"

Rod mumbled a positive reply as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the prat and slid his cock into her wet, promiscuous cunt.

"That's it, fuck me from behind, like a dog. Fuck me like you're the Alpha and I'm your bitch."

Rod has his hired hand on her coxa and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slipperiness, cosy glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his turncock into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could sense nothing.

"power play me,"he said, as he pumped away and lightly bit her neck.

He felt her pussy walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to dig away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy cunt he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few minutes banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no finisher to another climax. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

"I want some more bum roast,"he whispered into her ear.

"Yes !"she rasped, as he lowered his head to her butt.

He spread her cheeks apart with his pollex and she groaned with glee when he flicked his lingua around her rim. He rimmed her for several hour, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's quenched sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy blab. We're speaking in knife, he thought to himself.

Maud's cheap outburst yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as hard and as cryptical as he could.

"Jesus Christ you're good !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue mysterious inside and then fighting the enduringness of her tightening arsehole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his impertinence and jaw and cognise another cramp was coming. His peter was on fully alerting and still slick with lube and twat juice, and fix for a repeat performance up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial muscleman every which way to push off the cramp. Maud's asshole opened wide and closed several clock time, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spitting and lube and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her bastard wide and held it.

"tail up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this time around. He put the head of his pole inside her stretch along jam and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. hit, bang, fringe, knocking underside. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to present her one to commend and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, tight detrition on his dick as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both direction, but her manus was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the sabot up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her have a go at it potion in a bowed stringed instrument of rippling onto the bed, and her prick tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her muscles, including her spent sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve to a greater extent times until he had emptied his lump deep into her again.

-- --

"Roll over on your stomach,"Maud said."Let me see your ass."

They had been lying in the bed for XX minutes in retrieval mode. It was now after midnight.

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roll over."

"What are you going to do ?"he asked as he did as he was told.

Maud traced her finger's breadth around his backside buttock and along the whirl of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a squeamish ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her tongue on the rim of his ass. It felt very foreign to him…it was another first…but he quickly decided he liked it. He sighed loudly when she inserted her glossa into him.

"Oh, God !"he said. For several minutes he felt her smooth, wet lingua slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The Same tongue that had been on his cock and in his mouth was now up his ass.

Once she removed her tongue Rod was still basking in the delight of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a have trap when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass.

"holy fuck !"he yelled,"What the hell ?"

"It's my laughingstock quid,"Maud said."Leave it in for a short while. See if you like it. I'll be properly back."

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

When she came out of the bathroom she was dressed. She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Thanks for a underworld of a night, Rod, but I have to be going."

"That's it ?"Rod asked, shocked that it was over so suddenly."Already ?"

"Yes, I got ta go."

"Can I see you again ? I don't have to maneuver back to schooltime for a few to a greater extent days."

"It's tempting, but I don't think that's a good idea. Tonight was slap-up, really it was. But that's all it was : Tonight."She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Do you want your butt hack back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

"No, I have others. You keep it. As a souvenir."

Maud got up and walked out of the elbow room. Rod followed her, naked with a hobble cookie and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her paint and open the front door.

"Turn the whorl and pull out the door all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The next day Rod called Layla and they compared bank bill. Layla had gone dwelling house with an older couple and they had spent the night in various three-way combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

Rod told her about his Night and its abrupt ending. They agreed that they had both made out rather fortuitously by not hooking up with a maniac or anything, but neither felt like it would become a lifestyle.

Over the following few days Rod drove by the cabin a few times hoping to hitch a glimpse of Maud but the shoes was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to worry about some smite college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to schooling and became immersed into college biography. He reconnected with a casual girl he had seen for a while the twelvemonth before but that didn't last too long. She got tired of him trying to do it her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to realize that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his Nox with Maud. He found himself staring at piece of ass all the metre. Every attractive young lady he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quad, in the program library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Sami with the faculty and staff, even cat sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to give birth a intimate human relationship with two former girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the other let him go there a couple times grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the retentiveness of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmas breaking. Again he beat back by the cabin by the lake a few metre. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a small, plump Mexican woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas Day was always eldritch with split up parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp piece of work to shit some redundant money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the hell back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing booty. He picked back up with the girlfriend he'd been seeing the previous semester so at least he was getting a short tail now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to come so he could pull his damn thing out.

Toward the end of the semester his father called him with some news.

"Hi, Dad,"Rod said when he took the call.

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

"That's good. When is your last exam ?"

"Next Thursday. I'll probably come dwelling on Saturday."

"That's near. take care, there's something I have to order you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

"wellspring, I've been seeing a woman."

"Hey, good for you, Dad. It's about prison term you got back in the saddleback. How long has this been going on ?"

"I met her a few months ago at a ally's house. She's a head teacher at an elementary school. And I asked her to motivate in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be serious ! Am I going to have a stepmother ?"

"I don't know, perhaps one of these years. It was just well-heeled this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the workweek. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn't want you to descend household for the summer and be blindsided."

"well, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll meet her next weekend. Her figure is Marisa and I'm sure you'll like her."

"I'm indisputable I will,"Rod heard himself saying before they ended the margin call. Rod was now very felicitous that he already had his summer job lined up. The summer was shaping up to be a short dissimilar than summertime past.

-- --

Rod drove home from schooling and arrived at the house late Sabbatum afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family way watching a ballgame on TV.

"Hi, Dad,"he said as he entered the room.

"Hey, receive home ! How was your trip ?"

"Oh, mulct, placid sailing."

"That's in force. And good to give birth you home."

Rod plopped onto the lounge and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few proceedings about sports, test, his summer job, among former things.

"So how's married life treating you ?"Rod asked, touching on the subject he was most curious about.

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his father said with a laugh."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some time today at the cabaret and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to lavish and get herself ready to meet my son for the number 1 time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to make signified for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the week, and she's off practically of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the puddle, so it was an easily decision. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't strangle your style."

"I'll be working a lot so I'm not too concerned…"

"Well, speak of the hellion,"his Father interrupted, muted the TV speech sound and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the doorway where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-coated cleaning lady in a flowery sundress with thin straps over her shoulder joint that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and legs.

"Come in, Marisa, converge my son."

She strode into the elbow room with a confident smile on her face. But when she approached and was a few groundwork away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the look of a panicked cervid in her middle, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

"Nice to meet you,"Marisa said nervously, and raised her arm to shake off hands.

"Nice to meet you too,"Rod said. They shook and then stood there, frozen. Marisa was scared shitless ; Rod wanted to get the sin out.

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to pursue them and ran on about how great it was that they were all together and what a great summer it would be. Then he said he was going to bring the three of them out to dinner.

"Uh, Dad, I can't go out to dinner. I've already made plans,"he lied.

"No…"

"Yes, I'm meeting some brother. Sorry, I wish you had told me beforehand."

"You're right field,"his dad said."Sorry, we will do it tomorrow."He turned to Marisa."Hon, we're on our own tonight."

Rod noticed an ever-so-slight exhale and a look of relief on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasance to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to do it you. I can see my dad has great choice in women. But I need to discharge my car and get cook to adjoin my friends."

He had no plans other than to get the fuck out of that house.

-- --

After he moved his stuff and nonsense into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a yoke of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six mob and repulse out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their tryst. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck for a couple hours staring at the lake and drinking beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself busy role of the day getting situated in his room while his father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how o.k. she looked in her Joseph Black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as slick. He couldn't help visualizing her all tan naked consistency, in bed atop him, and under him, his cock inside her, and his lingua in her oral cavity and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought process of it.

They went out for an former dinner to a popular seafood eating house. Rod and his father ate big jazz group platter and Marisa nibbled on a Crab salad. They made baseless chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a short tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a distich times. He told her how squeamish she looked in her red clothes, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked like two chain of red alveolar consonant dental floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a hint of cleavage and two braless tit etched into the thinly fabric. Rod tried not to get overtake looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The adjacent day was Monday and Dad was off on job. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing plant and take attention of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day transformation from 7 a.m. boulder clay 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could verbalize for a minute.

"Thank you for keeping our secret,"she said."It makes things a lot well-fixed that way."

"Of line. I wouldn't want to burst Dad's bubble."

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

"No, it's Marisa. Sometimes I go by Maud."

"When you don't want somebody to find you. Or bother you."

"Yes, sort of. But your father told me your figure was rich, not Rod."

"Rod is a nickname. R-O-D are my initials : Richard George Orwell Davis."

"Oh, I see. take care Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a prominent job in the school system. It would not be very good if a rumor got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex."

There was an awkward silence as they stood there looking at each former for a long moment.

"I thought about you a lot after that,"he said."I went to the cabin looking for you even though I knew you wouldn't be there. I wanted to relive that night. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a back door man."

"I knew you were a innate,"she said softly, with a tactual sensation of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her optic. He took her script in his.

"But since I can't be your back door man, I guess I'm just going to have to settle for having the red-hot stepmom around."He squeezed her hands and kissed her on the cheek.

"I got ta go,"he said, and headed out the door.

-- --

Rod started his job the adjacent morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would guide right out back to the pocket billiards for a quick swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some Clarence Shepard Day Jr. she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the kitty when he got home. He'd say hi, nose dive in and float a few laps, then go into the sign of the zodiac and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first twosome Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the Night. On weekends he'd go his way and his Father of the Church and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relax and became more comfortable living under the Sami cap. They shared repast and jokes and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole coup d'oeil at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at work. The hirer sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a couple hours early so the alimony crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his elbow room to convert into his swim trunks. Like any early day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like virtually solar day, lying in the waiting room, shades over her eye, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean eubstance basking in the bright sun, her black hair wet and plastered to her caput. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious great deal. She really is a sexy kick, he told himself. He watched her for various minutes and found it was surd to pull his eyes away. He took some zoomed photos of her with his saucy phone for futurity computer address. Wearing only his swim bole he quietly made his way down to the Daniel Chester French room access that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her center must receive been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio set. He sauntered over and when he was a few feet away he made a loud coughing noise. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to find her bra on the table next to her.

"Oh my God, do you always lounge around here topless ? What's this world coming to ?"Rod said with simulated annoyance, then laughed.

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her heart wide with outrage embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chairwoman next to her and sat cladding her.

"You're dwelling early,"Marisa said.

"wellspring ?"

"Well what ?"she asked, her helping hand clutched on the bikini top covering her tits.

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"Well, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her brass broke into a smile."Sometimes I go bottomless too !"

"Hmmm,"Rod said."I'd like to check that out sometime."

"I don't think it's anything you haven't already seen before, is it ?"

Rod reached over and grabbed onto her bikini top. He tried to pull it away but Marisa held it tight.

"cum on, Marisa, let go. Make my day."

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the twinkle in her eyes behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her grip on the thin garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the seat cushion beside her.

"There,"he said."That's better."

"How long did you stare at me before you came outdoors and said something ?"

"Long enough. I stare at you all the sentence. You look right, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your fundament male plug right now ?

"Don't be naughty, now."

"I still have the one you gave me. I stick it up there sometimes, whenever I think of you."

Marisa looked down and pretended to make a motion something imaginary from her sweaty tummy.

"Do you need help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan lotion on any hard-to-reach position ? Like your erogenous zones, or your individual parts ?"

She stared at him a instant, her eyes a mystery behind her dark tint. Then she collected her towel and two-piece top and stood up.

"It's getting form of hot out here,"she said."I think I'll go inside."She started walking to the house.

"If you're hot, why not go for a swim ?"he called after her.

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the Daniel Chester French threshold to the master sleeping accommodation and disappeared inside. The doorway was left halfway spread out behind her.

Rod looked at the sofa where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its imprint left in the cushion. There was a softback book rule book and a tall glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the undefended room access to her—and his begetter's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His titillate turncock told him he should.

He walked over to the room access and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed sorry inside the bedroom after the shining sunshine exterior. His eyes were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, dampen bikini bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her hands immediately delved inside the back of his trunks to fondle his business firm ass. Their open backtalk met and their tongues collided in a recollective mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his trunks as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would happen,"Marisa said, in between tongue sucks."I didn't have it away how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a straightaway rush Rod felt his body suddenly fall around his ankles and his erect peter was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in front of her, his wind an in from Marisa's clammy genitalia. He yanked the thin fabric of her bikini bottom aside, spread her soaker lips and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's men snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her cheeks apart, his fingers searching for her burrow of making love. Her bastard instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

"Oh, Jesus Savior,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his expression into her pussy, getting off on her moan, and he sucked her turgid clitoris and continued to grind his finger's breadth into her asshole, prepping it for the master act. He felt the effect of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his facial expression. Her rick oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his lip, but his dick was hard and cocked and ready to take aim on her wet, candid twat.

"God, I've waited for this. I've got to have it off you,"he said as he mounted her."Then your ass is mine."

She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every cunt heftiness she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended dick felt the encouragement from her collapsing walls.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her ramification flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony burden and offload his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And study his sentence. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his vertebral column. He dug his fingerbreadth into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her sensual clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, cock in cunt, fingerbreadth in ass and tongue in oral fissure. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the center of the bed.

"wait !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow drawer. She took out a small rubbery tube and handed it to him."Here,"she said.

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the narrow strip of her bikini stern and buried his tongue into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen minutes of his defeat and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire clock time and when she came it was like a breached watershed.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet boot ran deep and puddled on the counterpane. It would have to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her stage, and picked up the thermionic tube. He squeezed a liberal quantity into his hands and rubbed his decoration up and down over the dig of his sturdy peter and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's shit. Then he pointed his magnetic pole at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his putz kissing her ass and opened it wide for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him encourage, and he found his speech rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every beat she hissed with bated breath.

He pounded her for respective min and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a leaky baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

"Keep it up !"she blurted."living going."

Rod ejaculated late into her and his semen tickled the drumhead of his dick, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more instant his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to reach pay dirt.

He finally did. Her consistence trembled and her SOB loosened around his drained member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her whoreson as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the sally of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his back talk.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his lingua into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a retentive, loving spit tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

Rod dragged his depleted body up and off of her and stood.

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the elbow room, his drippy shaft swinging between his second joint, and upstairs to take a shower.

Marisa stared at his ass until he was out of sight.

-- --

That's how their summer occasion started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or sexy insinuation. It was now realize. When Dad was away, they would meet. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

Three or four multiplication a week they would ascertain themselves naked together and would bust each other up. Before farseeing it got to the point where Rod would get base from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude statue out by the syndicate, and he'd pass out there bare, take a dip in the puddle and then lie in the couch beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or implicative and one thing would lead to another. Rod's hawkshaw would take off to get aroused and soon Marisa would get her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The commencement few time when thing heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it the right way then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy rightfulness on the lounge chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the consortium to chill down but more often than not that would just moderate to Sir Thomas More shenanigans.

They started sleeping together many nights, sometimes in her bed, sometimes in his. One night in her bed, Marisa was sucking his cock with her index finger lodged in his ass when her cell earpiece rang.

She unlatched her lips and detached her fingerbreadth and said,"It's your beginner, I better get this."

She talked on the phone to his founder for several minute of arc while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight telephone set phone call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel guilty ?"Rod asked, after she ended the outcry."About what we do ?"

"Yes and no,"she said."Yes, when I'm alone and I think about him. No, when I think about you. Does that make sense ?"

"Yep,"he said."That's kind of how I feel."

"Can I tell you a hidden ?"Marisa said.

"Of line,"Rod said.

"You give me something I can't get from your father."

"What do you mean ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your father is kind of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned end and said,"vehemence on the ‘ butt ’."

"Oh, you mean he doesn't like anal ?"

"Let's just say he's not as enthusiastic about it as you are."

Marisa pulled the lubricant out of the drawer and handed it to him. Rod smiled and kissed her lips.

He rolled her over on her belly. He licked her pass, rimmed her, lubed her and then fucked her up the ass.

-- --

It was late in the summer when things changed in a big way. It was one of the last days before Marisa had to start back to cultivate broad prison term and just a couple daytime before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, of late Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her begetter's menage to get some of her things that were stored in the cellar. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their railroad car were parked outside, but she wasn't quite ready for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen window at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped open at the plenty. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side by English, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the mantle and watched, unable to root for her eyes away. Rod's prick had been flaccid but began to grow in battlefront of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand move to her boob as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her appreciation. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : first base, her hassle had a very impressive cock. And bit, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile dead body Bend at the waist as she lowered her top dog and slowly took Rod's expand cock into her sassing, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her pass was moving up and down and soon his groin was moving in quiet sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couplet of minutes she heard her crony moan and go into body spasms and Marisa's head absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the same sentence Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, tough cock reemerged from Marisa's lip and Layla watched her osculation the tip of it, then put her mouth on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa rise and take his hand and result his naked organic structure with its flopping peter into the overlord bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the manse to the wide-open bedroom door. It was intemperately to see much around the door jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could hear just fine.

"Every time you suck me I feel like I got ta urine,"her brother said.

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

"Not at all, but I got ta go."

"Well, hurry up, you have work to do. go away the threshold open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked blood brother walking into the master key bath, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his inviolable stream of piss splashed into the lav bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the pee ran for a moment. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

"Here, you might want this,"she said.

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at start and was afraid to glance. Then it started. First there was sullen respiration, then sighs, which turned into whine, then loud slurping and slap of lips on flesh.

"Ooh, that's unspoiled, sister, you know how I like it,"Marisa hissed breathlessly. Rod's response was muffled."I'm going to miss this when you go back to school."

Layla knew she should leave but she couldn't pull herself away. She listened as the whimpers grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the room access and she was like a cervid in the headlamp, her soundbox rooted with goose bump at the flock before her. Marisa was on her paunch with her knees folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his case buried in her asshole, and top dog and ass were moving together in a gentle, firm sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something indecipherable with a mouth entire of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

Rod pulled back and said he was. He sat back on cad and picked something up off the bed.

"Give it to me. The whole, big, hard fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's asshole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's dick looked tremendous in his hands as he slathered it with the bright stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could enjoin by the apparent movement of his ass and Marisa's scream of pained joy that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her unseasoned brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed springiness screeching louder with each powerful plunge. The air filled with a Greek chorus of their oink and moan and Marisa's cursing and sexy, dirty talk.

"lovemaking the way you fuck my ass, love,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my mouth. In my bitch. In my fucking ass."

Her brother picked up his pace even more, his mole and her ass quivering and baking in heat, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"Shit, I'm going to lick your ass and crush my fucking slit in your font, that's it, oh God, I'm going to come, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their mildew bodies shake like a mound of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a spasmodic orgasm.

Her quake had barely quieted when Rod groaned and Marisa knew what was coming.

"wait !"she said sharply."In my mouth."

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her head on his knees. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could severalise by her angle and their bowel movement exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her straits and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to total but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the hall and out of the household and decided she would come back some former metre to get her affair. On her rainy drive home and the rest of the day and Nox all she could think about was her comrade and Marisa, lying naked together out-of-door, hugging, fondling, his big cock with her big oral cavity around it. And his clapper, on her ass, in her arse, and his hammer, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her fall, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her mouth, and shooting his cum into her pharynx again.

She was shocked and appalled of row. But she was turned on by it too. She had to speak to her brother. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

"Hey, how's it hanging, devotee Boy ?"Layla said when Rod answered.

"What ?"he said with a chuckle."What are you talking about ?"

"Your love life-time. Getting any natural action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"Look Little Brother, you need to charge with me. I came by Dad's house yesterday afternoon to peck up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a appearance out by the pool."

"Oh no,"Rod said. A tingle went down his spine.

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my sidekick lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your pecker get punishing and I saw Marisa give you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the bedchamber. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to conceive she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

"Ah, geez, I can't believe this. Please don't tell anyone. I don't want Dad to get hurt."

"You must be kidding. You don't want Dad to get hurt so you're screwing his woman ? How long has this been going on ?"

"All summer,"he said."Well…it's form of a long story."

"I love a dear story. Tell me."

"O.K., here goes."Rod took a deep breath."You remember that party we went to last summer ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"Well, Marisa is the woman I went home base with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a camouflage because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her choice, believe me. She decided she wanted a young guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some friends of hers own so I couldn't touch her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must have been interesting."

"It was very awkward, but Dad didn't really pick up on it."

"Wow,"Layla said."But how.. ? You mean you see her again and all of the sudden you're fucking her ?"

"No, it wasn't like that. I was trying to get used to the idea of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a spell. But with us living under the same cap all summertime, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to start fucking her."

"wellspring, it was her decisiveness too. We became cheeseparing, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my Sister all this stuff. But it kind of feels good to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

"I know, that's why it's good to let it out. But we don't really feel… You see…"

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

"OK, but this is secret, right ? You see, Marisa doesn't get all of what she needs from Dad. Sexually."

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm grievous. She's really into the ass. She's an anal junkie, she loves everything about it, giving and receiving. And Dad's, uh, not too enthusiastic about it."

"And you were, and that's why she picked you up at the party ?"

"I am now. It all started that Nox. It's a requirement now."

"Oh, really ?"

Layla thought about what she'd observed the day before watching and listening to Rod and Marisa in the bedroom, and how into it they both were. She wondered what she'd missed after she left.

-- --

They'd said their goodbyes. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a patch. Rod headed back to school day and Layla, who had gotten her level over the summer, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couple meter in unsuccessful try for sound sex, but she was engaged back at study, and he fell back into college liveliness, partying, studying and chasing bottom. Occasionally he'd Call on a weekend to break in and a duet of times his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy lecture and liquid body substance on his end she had to bring it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football game season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial terminal weeks. Rod made his programme to go plate for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to schoolhouse for a few Sir Thomas More weeks of stratum before final exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving falling out would be awkward. He didn't feeling forward to being near Marisa when his sire was around. It could be too easy to slip up and give their hole-and-corner away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to throw small lecture when what he really wanted was to tear her dress off and go down on her.

But it was even more awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Midweek night. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple on cousins—and everyone seemed to delight themselves, but Layla seemed rather distant also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the repast, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could tell by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several concealment glimpses between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to bang each other substantially over the finale few months.

Rod headed back to school and plunge into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his creative thinker as best he could, trying to live with the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could expect it to continue anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the midsection of December, one nighttime when he was cramming for his next-to-last examination, Rod got a Call from his father. They said their hellos and then his father got to the cause for the call.

"facial expression son, I wanted you to know, Yuletide is going to be a little unlike this year."

"What do you mean ?"

"What I mean is that there will not be one. Not at my firm anyway. I'm heading down to the Caribbean. I'm going to visit an old acquaintance who owns a holiday resort hotel on a remote island where no one can find me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the house over Dec 25 falling out. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Christmastime at your mother's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

"It's embarrassing is what it is. It's Marisa. I kicked her ass out."

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

"Because she's a cheating slattern, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to town, let me tell you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meeting canceled hold up week and came home plate a day former. I heard a dissonance in my bedroom and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The net Supper."

"Oh my God. I didn't even know they were into girls."

"They're into licking assholes, that would be my guess."

"What ?"

"Never head. Anyway, sorry to ditch this on you, but you had to know. I'm flying out tomorrow morning and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

"Thanks. And to imagine I was considering marrying the bitch. And I'm through with your goddamn sis too. I still can't believe it !"

"Again, I'm so sorry, and I hope you have a good trip. I hope it helps you…"

"It can't hurt, that's for sure enough. I'll be in touch."

-- --

A distich dark later Rod called Layla. He didn't expect her to pick up but she did.

"Layla, Dad called me. He told me what happened."

"Yeah, it's been a little tempestuous and crazy around here lately."

"But you and Marisa ? I noticed you two were variety of chummy at Thanksgiving, but…how did it get started ? I didn't even know you were bisexuals."

"I didn't know either. But after that swinger party we went to—I told Marisa I'd gone there with you—I got into some three-ways. I liked it with two men, and I liked it with two womanhood. Then I would hang out with Marisa sometimes during the week when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of things, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

After a instant of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the same woman !"

"I know, it's crazy, isn't it ? Maybe someday we'll share the Sami man."

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

"No, I was going to do that next."

"You should. I'm for certain she'd like to hear from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

"Hi Honey, how is my darling college boy doing ?"

"I'm fine, but how are you ? I heard what happened."

"I figured as a lot. Sordid news travels far and fast. But I'm okay."

"I just spoke to Layla. I didn't know you two were into girls."

"If it feels mightily, go with it. Just like the nighttime we met, remember ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

"Anyway, it wasn't planned, it just happened. And know what ? She's almost as unspoilt a shtup as you are. Just one matter missing."She laughed and added,"How's school coming along ?"

"One to a greater extent exam, the day after tomorrow. I'll be home Saturday. Where are you staying ?"

"With protagonist for a while. My townhouse is leased out so I'm winging it."

After another pregnant suspension, Rod asked,"Do you mean I could see you ?"

"Oh, I think that could be arranged. shout me this weekend after you get settled in."

"I will,"he said. As they ended the song he noticed he was fondling himself through the denim of his jeans.

Marisa ended the vociferation and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, naked but for an old white t-shirt.

"He'll be home this weekend and it looks like the three we talked about might actually happen."

"Really ? Oh my,"Layla said."When we talked about it I never really believed it would ..."

"You saw me and him going at it. You said that turned you on."

"Yeah, it did."

"I'd like to see you and him going at it. That would turn me on."

"Oh God, I don't know. It's form of Weird, you know ?"

"You want to see him lick my ass again, don't you ? You want to see him bang my ass with his tongue."

"Yes."

"You want to see his big cock in my ass ?"

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her fount close to Layla's."Well, I want to see all that too,"she whispered."But you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

"motherfucker, you're making me wet,"Layla said.

Marisa kissed her and as her tongue dove into Layla's mouth her fingers dove into her quaggy gash.

"My God, young lady,"Marisa said."You're drip !"

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her rachis. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eager loins up, gliding over puss and stomach and breasts and neck and mentum until her imbue bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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