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"Hey, Layla, are you busy Sat night ? Rod asked.

Rod had called his babe on the telephone set. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior class, and had spent the summertime with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the home drama and get back to school and be on their own.

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

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

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

"Not exactly. It's up at the Lyons'spot. Remember them ?"

"The Lyon ? You mean the tramp ? What, are they having another one of their wild sex party ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some variety of pervert ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their forefather's home base, in a big star sign on almost an acre of land, with a large, screened-in swim pool. They were known to have a very receptive marriage and were also known to occasionally drop wild political party where anything goes, and their guests would fall expecting to mingle, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad fucking and intimate experimentation was the purpose 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 branch ways. But I can't go alone. merely couples are invited. The party rules are pretty round-eyed : Bring a pardner and a nursing bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the good word of a Friend at employment. I hear they're searching for some young blood."

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

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some aged clobber. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a little after and we'll capitulum over together. And remember it's a pool company. Show off that body of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look dandy, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white trunks and a flowery haltere top which showed off her tanned arms and legs, and of course her cute coffin nail and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking youngster. Rod was tall and be given and wore freight underdrawers and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove separate cable car to the party because they had no estimation where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a blocking away and walked to the planetary house. They were greeted at the front room access by Lita Lyons, the lady of the home and host of the party, who wore a red, white and gamey one-piece swim suit that was brassy wet and clung like glue to her tiny body and enormous nipple. They all recognized one another from being aloof neighbour, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

"Welcome, and thanks for coming,"Lita said."The bar is out back on the Lanai Island, through those French doors, along the bulwark to your left hand. Help yourself to whatever ; there is tidy sum of ice and mixers."

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

Some of the node were already letting their freak sword lily fly. Articles of clothing were coming off and various dead body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting friendly and frisky with early couples, mixing Paraguay tea. There were humble groups scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two women were sitting on the sharpness of the pool making out and two men were in the body of water in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two cleaning lady grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each early's tongues.

Rod recognized a char at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a couple doors down from them when they were teenager. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many age 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 serious for her age, doesn't she ? Looks like she's got herself a Thomas Young buck. Looks like you got here too deep, Rod."

"Yeah right field,"he laughed. Mrs Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimsuit and was kissing the Thomas Young man passionately. He had his helping hand on her breast and she had her hired man inside the front of his drown shorts. An older guy with a drunkenness in his handwriting stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Second Council of Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."flavor liberal to mingle. We're all here to get together people and exposit our roofy of influence…among former things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

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

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim carrottop in a black two-piece."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his rightfield."And you know my lady friend Lisa."Lisa was on the former side of Bob, who had a paw 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 good back. She had to find a bathroom."

"She's hot. Does she do young lady ?"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 scant time and then Layla joined them. Once again insertion were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was hollow and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple bit as others ahead of him fixed deglutition. He looked around at the uncanny setting. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the mo. By the metre he'd gotten his potable he looked at the far end of the patio where two yoke had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One duad was former, perhaps in their fifty, and the other couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waistline and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the sure-enough, balding man, and his peter was deep in her oral fissure. His slim, hoar wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Good Shepherd, will you expect at that !"a female vocalization said.

Rod looked to his rightfulness and an attractive previous woman was standing next to him watching the Saami spectacle he was.

"If I was going to float some guy at this party I'd at least try to find someplace a little more individual,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked OK. She was maybe fortyish, with sooty hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a burnished tawdriness. She was darkly-tanned with a slender, athletic trunk and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue denim wench that barely housed the top half of her lean second joint, and the set nipples of her firm, medium-size bosom reached out for him from behind her white vacuum tube top. He tried not to gaze and hoped he could opine of something intelligent to say.

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

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

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué language coming from this attractive, older charwoman. But it was sort of an instant, 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 time. How about you ?"

"starting time prison term for me."

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

"blackjack,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to look him over for the first of all time and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hair on his caput, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your name ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to get together you, Maud."

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

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

Her heart lingered on his for a import. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might relieve my wishing for later. Right now I'll settee for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a quiver and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, suave older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at to the lowest degree as much at ease as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too uneasy as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime wedge heel and dropped it into the boozing, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were silent for a few here and now as they sipped their deglutition. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animated conversation with another couplet a few invertebrate foot away.

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his drunkenness with rum and they headed into the family. The living elbow room and folk room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the slope of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another paries, and a love hindquarters facing the books. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were shut down together on the love seat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's fragrance for the first gear fourth dimension. She smelled mythic. 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 come to the party with anyone ?"Maud asked.

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

"And she's O.K. with this ?"

"She's okeh. I checked her out a few proceedings 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 brain if some of the char come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not decent adult female. So I came to check it out and see if I could encounter anyone interesting."

"Do you opine I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a theater party going on. You're Whitney Moore Young Jr. and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a love seat in a way by ourselves. What do you guess ?"

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

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

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

Rod's eyes were like diffuse blue angel rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So Brigham Young, yet so smooth out,"she said with a twinkle.

In an instant her rima oris was against his and their lips parted. Their tongue collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's weapon system surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's stopcock hardened.

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

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

"Do you stimulate a car ?"she asked.

"Right there,"he said, pointing to his Toyota a short distance away.

"Okay, postdate me. It's only a ten hour drive, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a instant and felt a shiver."move over me your helping hand,"she said softly, and pulled his hired man up and under the front of her skirt till it was even out against her genitals."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothes,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the backrest of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his digit against her asshole.

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my butt stopple, holding your smirch. You get to take it out."

She kissed him and her glossa dove deeply into his mouth and then right back out.

"I'm going to put my sass 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 outline of his cock through the textile of his boxers. She opened her car door, got in behind the bike and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come finisher. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her brim to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the engine roared to living. Rod took his Florida key and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, titillating elderly woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a indorse 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 Hades is this woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in nether region did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After several knot Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake Road was a six mil loop around the enceinte, kidney-shaped lake. A few proceedings later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded thrust and they parked the cars in front of a humble lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motorboat motor on a house trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the front threshold. He eyed the subtle tilt of her ass in her suddenly skirt as she walked in front line of him and pictured the hoopla up her ass where his handwriting had just been.

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

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

Once inside Maud flipped on a lightness and closed the doorway behind them. She tossed her keys onto a board by the doorway and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure sensation of her tits against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his script and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one big room with a small kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the other. There was also a loft above the livelihood country and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face up Rod and sucked his natural language into her back talk and put her deal between his legs.

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

"Yes."

"goodness,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't delay to give suck this thing. Be justly 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 vanity with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the toilet bloom and water system running in the sink for a mo or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The entirely thing on her eubstance was a five o'clock shadow of pubic fuzz above her deaden kitty. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous eubstance, its sexy length and meagerness, her perked mamilla, slim waist and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to animal foot without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summertime into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your consistence 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 chest and traced her tongue over his pap and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his boxershorts. She hooked her fingerbreadth inside the flexible waistcloth of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected hammer 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 lips and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her tongue along the eight squiffy inch of it."Come in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hired hand and gently dangle his breakwater into her, fucking her lip as she sucked him. Her hands were under his stooge cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was nervous to get on to other things too.

She had his completely dick in her rima oris and he could feel her knife massaging his jibe. She pinched his ass harder, in sentence with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum swallow and pushed his prick into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulders and tried to overstretch her mind closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several minutes : Rod's moan and Maud's slurps punctuating their drive, his manpower and groin in svelte sync with her manpower and mouth as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the back of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his trunk shook all over as he released, Sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold it back no yearner. His cum plowed its way up and exited his cock in a powered stream almost too wide of the mark for its wall plug, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of come were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy rooster, slick with spittle and jizz, and rose to buss him with his cum oozing from the recess of her mouth. She put her open lip on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his fresh sperm deep into his mouth. If I'm going to bury his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying prostrate on the bed with his feet on the level and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her raw body upward and over his until her pussy brim were on his oral cavity. She straddled him with her weight on her genu and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his knife along her silky folds, tasting her, his lip slowly filling with her lemony seawater. Then he speared his clapper into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his lingua as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her jetty so he took quick breaths when he could. Maud moved her twat around, and with his natural language inside her she wiggled her clit under his speed lip.

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

With her clit resting on the back of his tongue, Rod curled his lip around her taut 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 mates feet south Rod's dick was again at straight attention and impulse at the seams, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her hindquarters 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 sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the rest of the plug, four or five 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. Don't worry, it's the sportsmanlike whoreson you'll ever lick. And tonight it's yours."She pressed her asshole to his lips.

Rod stuck his tongue out through his lips until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and tight in reception. It felt like it had opened quite wide, and it continued to elongate and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's 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 expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thigh with both manus and pulled her ass charge 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 expression, wanting all of it."Oh screwing, you're a natural."

Rod worked his right hand over from her thigh to her cunt and slipped two fingers into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's finger were stroking her button in colligation with his.

Their symphonic music of spit and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod's mouth was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough disturbance for both of them with her blissful brute whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted good, form of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

By now, Rod's dick was throbbing like a shite cycle. Fat and stretched and achy, it was back in broad, well done and ready.

Rod decided to wedge the issue a little bit. With his work force he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed succeeding to him and rolled on top of her, his case public square with hers. The stern plug plopped onto her left tit.

"Your ass tastes serious,"he said."But it's all dainty and lube ; we shouldn't let that go to dissipation. It's prison term to put it to undecomposed use."

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

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the mind of his stopcock against her bunghole. Maud took a recondite breath and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprise how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the heading and the first couple in of his hawkshaw.

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

He pushed and felt the tight pleasure of the pressure of her quick asshole on his cock. Then he pulled back and sweep his meat into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his manus flat tire on Maud's shoulder as he fucked her, and her eubstance moved in concert with his, her know, quivering ass sucking his prick like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her second room access he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself heavily, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could experience heat like an oven in his groyne from the slick rubbing of his dick scraping the walls of her greasy 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, maintain 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 expert fucking of his spirit. Maud's ass was like a imperativeness cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the indigence to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each check of their bodies and each oil production of his screw into her anchorman.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, take me up."She squeezed his cock with her ass muscles and strummed her clit like a harp.

Rod's testis were bubbling but the anal tinge on his penis kept his sperms from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the insistency on his turncock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her consistence gyrated in spasms as her cum came in wafture and her principal shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the impedance and fit was by now a everlasting trade union, his clumsiness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem bicycle like a well-oiled automobile. His semen soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an clog electrical circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate guessing into the reaches of her deep, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. Little by little 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 putz is terrific, it fills me up. But you can pick out it out now."

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his rearwards following to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his shorts were still wrapped around his ankle 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 tush plug from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her body onto her side to confront him.

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the plug from his script and licked it from end to end and then put the unit thing into her lip. After various puckered power-sucks she took it out of her mouth 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 puritan. You've already licked my arsehole, for the Nazarene's sake, so what's the departure ? I want to see you sop up 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 ass plug into his oral fissure, 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 mouthpiece she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her script on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked stopcock ?"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 good job sucking my clitoris. I bet you could draw a intend dick too."

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

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingerbreadth through her bright disgraceful 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 bigger the putz the bountiful the gamey,"she said, squeezing his peter between her fingerbreadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a young 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 hand behind her read/write head he reached his former hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a great idea,"he said.

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

Rod mumbled a plus answer as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock into her wet, loose 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 manpower on her coxa and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the glossy, cozy glove of her bastard, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each brawny push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could find nothing.

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

He felt her cunt walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to horn in away, but as his putz kept gliding in and out of her saucy snatch 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 closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his regular recurrence and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with gloat when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for several minutes, taking his time, his workplace punctuated by Maud's meet sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're oral presentation in lingua, he thought to himself.

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

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his lingua with every plunge into it. After a short spell of this, pushing his tongue recondite inside and then fighting the military capability of her tightening shit to pull up it back out, he felt an aching in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His cock was on full alert and still slick with lube and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat operation up Maud's dipsomaniac, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his nervus facialis heftiness every which way to struggle off the cramp. Maud's asshole opened wide and closed several times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with expectoration and lube and cum. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole wide and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. Bang, bang, bang, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to gift her one to think of and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing grueling and loving the hot, tight clash on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her slash, wanting to occupy her both ways, but her paw was already in lieu, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a impact. It was as if the clog dancing up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her sleep with potion in a string of ripple onto the bed, and her asshole 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 more times until he had emptied his balls deep into her again.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for twenty moment in recuperation modality. 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 around his butt boldness and along the fissure of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his prat apart.

"You have a skillful 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 tongue into him.

"Oh, God !"he said. For respective minutes he felt her smooth, wet tongue 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 joy of it all when he shrieked like a butt in a bear snare when he felt a jerking of something long being bolted up his ass.

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

"It's my tail fireplug,"Maud said."Leave it in for a niggling while. See if you like it. I'll be flop back."

Then she walked to the john and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a hell 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 manoeuver back to schooltime for a few more days."

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

"Do you want your butt stopple 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 room. Rod followed her, naked with a limp biscuit and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her option up her Key and open the front door.

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

-- --

The side by side day Rod called Layla and they compared notes. Layla had gone home with an older couple and they had spent the Nox in various three-way combinations. In the first light they cooked her breakfast.

Rod told her about his nighttime and its precipitous 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 side by side few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. Rod drove by the cabin a few times hoping to bewitch a glimpse of Maud but the space was vacant. He realized that she had planned her employment and worked her programme to perfection—she'd picked up a new guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to worry about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to school and became immersed into college life. He reconnected with a passing girlfriend he had seen for a piece the year before but that didn't concluding too long. She got tired of him trying to fuck her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to realize that his life sentence had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at rear end all the time. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quad, in the library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the mental faculty and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to inquire if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to possess a intimate relationship with two early missy that semester. One was abhorred by the thinking of anal sex ; the other let him go there a couple metre grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went menage for Christmas break. Again he labor by the cabin by the lake a few multiplication. It was always discharge except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a small, plump down Mexican cleaning woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always weird with divorced parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp employment to produce some additional money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the underworld back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing pillage. He picked back up with the little girl he'd been seeing the previous semester so at to the lowest degree he was getting a little rear end now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to add up so he could pull his darned affair 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 effective. When is your conclusion exam ?"

"Next Th. I'll probably come house on Saturday."

"That's unspoiled. Look, there's something I have to narrate you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few months ago at a friend's household. She's a principal at an elementary schooling. And I asked her to be active in with me."

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

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just well-to-do this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the calendar week. But I wanted to let you make out ahead of prison term. I didn't want you to occur home for the summer and be blindsided."

"well, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll sports meeting her next weekend. Her name is Marisa and I'm sure you'll like her."

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

-- --

Rod drove home from schoolhouse and arrived at the house late Sat afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family room watching a ball game on TV.

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

"Hey, welcome household ! How was your misstep ?"

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's well. And good to take you home."

Rod plopped onto the sofa and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few minutes about sports, exams, his summer job, among other 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 social club 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 prison term, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

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

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

"Well, speak of the devil,"his begetter interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired woman in a flowery sundress with thin shoulder strap over her shoulder that sexily contrasted her tanned limb and ramification.

"cum in, Marisa, assemble my son."

She strode into the room with a confident smile on her cheek. But when she approached and was a few metrical foot away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the look of a frightened deer in her eyes, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

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

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

"No…"

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

"You're right,"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 fill-in on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her optic. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to sleep with you. I can see my dad has great choice in cleaning woman. But I need to drop off my car and get ready to run across my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his poppycock into his old chamber he showered and headed out. He stopped into a couple of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and drove 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 following day Rod kept himself engaged part of the day getting situated in his room while his father and Marisa sat around the pocket billiards in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how hunky-dory she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as flowing. He couldn't service visualizing her altogether tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an other dinner to a popular seafood eating house. Rod and his Church Father ate big jazz band phonograph recording and Marisa nibbled on a Crab salad. They made idle chatter for an minute as they dined and although the vibration was a petty tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made for certain to compliment Marisa a dyad times. He told her how nice she looked in her red dress, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked like two fibril of red dental floss looping over her shoulder. It showed just a hint of segmentation and two braless nipples etched into the thin fabric. Rod tried not to get caught looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The side by side day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the fabrication flora and hold tending of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day shift from 7 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the cockcrow Marisa stopped him and asked if they could talk for a minute.

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

"Of course. 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 byname. R-O-D are my initials : Richard Orwell Davis."

"Oh, I see. Look Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a prominent job in the shoal arrangement. 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 secretiveness as they stood there looking at each other 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 Nox. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a back entrance man."

"I knew you were a born,"she said softly, with a sense of touch of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her workforce 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 hottest 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 following morning. He would forge till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head up right out back to the pool for a straightaway swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summertime vacation so only worked occasionally when she had coming together or group discussion scheduled. She was a sun worshiper so on some daylight she'd be in a bikini, lying in a waiting area chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and drown a few laps, then go into the house and up to his way. He'd often watch Marisa from the windowpane as he dressed.

Over the first of all span Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his forefather and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the outer space and gradually decompress and became more comfortable bread and butter under the like roof. They shared meals and jokes and innuendo, maybe even flirted a slight. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, gay Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at oeuvre. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a duet hours early so the maintenance gang could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to change into his float trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pocket billiards. There she was, like most days, lying in the couch, shades over her eye, listening to NPR on the receiving set, her lean body basking in the bright sun, her black hair wet and plastered to her capitulum. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his rim as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a aphrodisiacal bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several minutes and found it was surd to pull his eyes away. He took some soar photos of her with his smart telephone set for future reference. Wearing only his swim luggage compartment he quietly made his way down to the French door that opened onto the syndicate area.

He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her oculus must have been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few understructure away he made a meretricious coughing interference. Marisa's physical structure 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 faux annoyance, then laughed.

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eyes wide with shocked embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chair next to her and sat facing her.

"You're place early,"Marisa said.

"well ?"

"Well what ?"she asked, her hands clutched on the two-piece top covering her tits.

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"well, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her expression broke into a smiling."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.

"seed on, Marisa, let go. shuffling my day."

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

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

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

"Long enough. I stare at you all the time. You look goodness, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your rear 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 move something imaginary from her sweaty venter.

"Do you postulate help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan application on any hard-to-reach spots ? Like your erogenous zones, or your common soldier portion ?"

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

"It's getting kind 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 French doors to the master copy bedroom and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway undefended behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the cushion. There was a paperback ledger and a grandiloquent glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the mesa. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his forefather's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickle cock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark inside the bedroom after the bright sunlight outside. 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, dampness two-piece bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open blazonry around her and her men immediately delved inside the back of his luggage compartment to caress his firm ass. Their open brim met and their tongue collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his trunks as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would find,"Marisa said, in between tongue sucks."I didn't screw how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a quickly rush Rod felt his automobile trunk suddenly fall around his mortise joint and his raise dick was flopping up and down from the power of it. He knelt down in front of her, his horn in an column inch from Marisa's dank private parts. He yanked the thin fabric of her two-piece bottom aside, spread her lush lips and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his pilus and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hired hand snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her cheeks apart, his fingers searching for her tunnel of dearest. Her arse instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the nihility by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

"Oh, Jesus Jesus of Nazareth,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his face into her snatch, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her orotund clit and continued to grind his finger's breadth into her shit, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force-out of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her trunk and motor her onto the bed with his face. Her perverted huitre tasted fine and was mushy in his oral cavity, but his hawkshaw was hard and strut and ready to take aim on her wet, open air twat.

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

She fed his turncock into her all the way and squeezed it with every slit muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended dick felt the encouragement from her collapsing wall.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her branch flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony onus and put down his cum into her so he could act on, relieved, to her ass. And take his time. Marisa understood.

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

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

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the narrow airstrip of her bikini bottom and buried his glossa 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 15 minutes of his licking 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 time and when she came it was like a breached watershed.

"shtup Redeemer !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would ingest to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knee behind her, between her branch, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal total into his hired man and rubbed his ribbon up and down over the shaft of his stout cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's dickhead. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

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

He pounded her for several min and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a talebearing barytone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

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

Rod ejaculated trench into her and his semen tickled the head of his dick, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a duo more minute his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to reach pay dirt.

He finally did. Her body trembled and her bunghole loosened around his debilitate appendage. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her consistency vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his glossa along the pass of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his sassing.

"God, we can jazz,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her back talk and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, 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 room, his bathetic pecker swinging between his second joint, and upstairs to involve a shower.

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

-- --

That's how their summer affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiling or aphrodisiac innuendo. It was now tacit. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

terzetto or four times a week they would chance themselves defenseless together and would tear each former up. Before tenacious it got to the point where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he'd walk out there bare, take a dip in the pond and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first gear but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or suggestive and one matter would lead to another. Rod's hawkshaw would set about to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hired hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few time when thing heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before retentive it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussycat right on the waiting room chairman or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the syndicate to cool off down but more often than not that would just direct to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the phone to his Church Father for several moment while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight speech sound song 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 call."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 good sense ?"

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

"Can I tell you a hole-and-corner ?"Marisa said.

"Of trend,"Rod said.

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

"What do you imply ?"

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

"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 lubricating substance 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 whirl, 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 get back to work full clock time and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

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

Layla's jaw dropped exposed at the sight. There were her Brother and Marisa, lounging slope by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very easy together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, ineffectual to get out her eyes away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to grow in front 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 stopcock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : beginning, her bother had a very impressive rooster. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body turn at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged tool into her rima oris, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her head was moving up and down and soon his groin was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of minutes she heard her brother groan and go into trunk spasm and Marisa's head absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Same sentence Rod was pouring his seminal fluid into the rear of Marisa's pharynx, rain started pouring from the swarm above.

Rod's long, hard cock reemerged from Marisa's back talk and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her sass on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa climb and ask his deal and go his naked consistency with its flopping putz into the master bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"wellspring, hurry up, you have work to do. Leave the door open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glance of her naked buddy walking into the overlord tub, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his unassailable stream of piss splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water system 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 first and was afraid to peek. Then it started. showtime there was heavy external respiration, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then brassy slurping and smacking of sass on flesh.

"Ooh, that's good, Baby, you know how I like it,"Marisa hissed breathlessly. Rod's reply was muffled."I'm going to escape this when you go back to school."

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

"Oh, have it away yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the threshold and she was like a deer in the headlights, her body frigid with gooseflesh at the batch before her. Marisa was on her belly with her knees folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her asshole, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, becalm sway.

"spirit that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a mouth full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

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

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

Rod fingered Marisa's whoreson and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's rooster looked enormous in his hands as he slathered it with the lustrous hooey. He mounted her from behind and Layla could tell apart by the cause of his ass and Marisa's scream of pained pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"Love the way you fuck my ass, love,"she spit out."I love your turncock. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my fucking ass."

Her brother picked up his pace even more, his groin and her ass trembling and baking in heat, extracting even more piquant talk of the town from his lover.

"Shit, I'm going to bat your ass and bray my fucking pussy in your face, 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 cast consistency shake like a hill of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a convulsive orgasm.

Her temblor 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 grimace was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could state by her angle and their bowel movement exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her fountainhead and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to follow but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the Radclyffe Hall and out of the planetary house and decided she would get back some other clip to get her things. On her showery drive house and the rest of the day and night all she could think about was her Brother and Marisa, lying naked together outside, necking, cuddling, his big cock with her big mouth around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her cocksucker, and his stopcock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her coming, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her oral cavity, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

She was shocked and appalled of course. But she was turned on by it too. She had to talk 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 honey sprightliness. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"feeling Little chum, you need to point with me. I came by Dad's sign yesterday good afternoon to break up up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a display out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my brother lying raw and making out with Marisa and I saw your prick get hard and I saw Marisa chip in you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a pup into the sleeping room. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to think 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 sort of a hanker story."

"I love a good tarradiddle. Tell me."

"Okay, here goes."Rod took a deep breathing place."You remember that party we went to finally summer ? The swinger company ?"

"Of course."

"fountainhead, Marisa is the woman I went home with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, sort of like a disguise because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her pick, 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 hint 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 while. But with us living under the Lapp ceiling all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to start fucking her."

"Well, it was her decision too. We became unaired, 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 feeling good to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm serious. She's really into the ass. She's an anal retentive 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 Night. 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 good-bye. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her stage over the summer, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first base, he even called her a duet fourth dimension in unsuccessful endeavor for telephone set sex, but she was busy back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to moderate in and a couple of times his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy talk and body fluid on his end she had to play 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 final weeks. Rod made his plan to go house for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to schooltime for a few Thomas More weeks of class before final examination. Then there would be the Dec 25 break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving good luck would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being nearly Marisa when his sire was around. It could be too easy to slip up and give their cloak-and-dagger away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner party and seeing Marisa across the mesa, avoiding eye contact and trying to make small talk when what he really wanted was to buck her clothes off and go down on her.

But it was even to a greater extent awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wed nighttime. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a hazard to babble to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a minuscule gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather removed 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 covert 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 experience each former better over the cobbler's last few months.

Rod headed back to shoal and dive into his terminal few week. He put Marisa out of his mind 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 gestate it to continue anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the eye of December, one nighttime when he was cramming for his next-to-last test, Rod got a birdsong from his father. They said their hellos and then his beginner got to the grounds for the call.

"Look son, I wanted you to acknowledge, Christmas is going to be a little dissimilar this year."

"What do you mean ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can ride out at the business firm over Christmas break. 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 loose woman, 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 meetings canceled last week and came home a day early. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The last-place Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never idea. Anyway, sorry to dump 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 think I was considering marrying the bitch. And I'm through with your goddamn baby too. I still can't believe it !"

"Again, I'm so good-for-nothing, and I hope you have a safe trip. I hope it helps you…"

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

-- --

A twain nights later Rod called Layla. He didn't expect her to pluck up but she did.

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

"Yeah, it's been a little wild and brainsick around here lately."

"But you and Marisa ? I noticed you two were kind 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 women. Then I would hang out with Marisa sometimes during the workweek when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of affair, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

After a here and now of quiet, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the Saami fair sex !"

"I know, it's nutcase, isn't it ? Maybe someday we'll percentage the same man."

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the outset ring.

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

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

"I figured as much. Sordid news program change of location far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

"If it feels justly, go with it. Just like the night we met, remember ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another pregnant break, Rod asked,"Do you think I could see you ?"

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

"I will,"he said. As they ended the margin call he noticed he was fondling himself through the blue jean of his jeans.

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

"He'll be home this weekend and it looks like the threesome 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 sort of Wyrd, you know ?"

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her face 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."

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

Marisa kissed her and as her lingua dove into Layla's backtalk her fingers dove into her soggy gash.

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

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

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