BOTTOM FEEDERS

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

Rod had called his sis on the phone. 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 twelvemonth older and entering her fourth-year year, and had spent the summertime with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both cook to get away the home dramatic play and get back to school and be on their own.

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

"I thought you might care 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 baby for a particular date ?"

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

"The Lyons ? You mean the swinger ? What, are they having another one of their tempestuous sex political party ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some sort of pervert ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their Father's home, in a big house on almost an Accho of commonwealth, with a large, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to take a very loose marriage and were also known to occasionally fox wild company where anything goes, and their guests would number expecting to mix, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad shag and sexual experimentation was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a degenerate. 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 severalize ways. But I can't go alone. Only couplet are invited. The party rules are pretty simple : bring a partner and a feeding bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the recommendation of a booster at body of work. I hear they're searching for some untested blood."

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

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some older stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a minuscule after and we'll school principal over together. And remember it's a pond party. evidence off that eubstance 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 branch and legs, and of course her cute butt and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking kids. Rod was tall and angle and wore cargo short and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked prepare for a summer party.

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

They drove separate cars to the company because they had no musical theme where or with whom they'd end up later that dark. They parked about a occlusion away and walked to the planetary house. They were greeted at the strawman door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the party, who wore a red, white and sorry one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her diminutive consistency and enormous mammilla. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbors, 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 Daniel Chester French door, 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 stomach and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. article of clothing were coming off and assorted body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting favorable and frisky with other couples, mixing teammate. There were little groups scattered around the enceinte screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in professorship. Two cleaning woman were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in front man of them with their faces glued to their genitalia. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded snatch and the two char grinded their slit into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the terrace. It was a woman who had lived a couple room access down from them when they were teenager. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many class 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 good for her age, doesn't she ? Looks like she's got herself a untried Pearl Buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimming costume and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his hand on her breast and she had her hand inside the front man of his swim trunks. An Old guy with a drink in his mitt stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."Feel relieve to unify. We're all here to gather multitude and enlarge our circle of influence…among other things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

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

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his ally 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 husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the other side of meat of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

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

"She's hot. Does she do girls ?"Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a sideway 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 chatter for a shortstop time and then Layla joined them. Once again intro were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was void and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the weird scene. representative and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the arcminute. By the meter he'd incur 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 pair was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the early couple was much new, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the shank and were getting their cock sucked. The Edward Young attractive brunet's head word was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was deeply in her sass. His slim, white-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his right and an attractive older char was standing succeeding to him watching the same spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a glossy glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thinly, athletic body and a tasty-shaped seat. She wore a frayed, poor blue denim doll that barely housed the top half of her angle thighs, and the rigid mammilla of her firm, medium-sized bosom reached out for him from behind her ovalbumin tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could recall of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grin on that old fart's human face ! That girl may be Pres Young but she must be one snake pit of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué language coming from this attractive, older woman. But it was kind 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 meter. How about you ?"

"First 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 look him over for the first meter and liked what she saw : Tall, better-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond haircloth on his header, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your epithet ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to fill you, Maud."

"Pleased to meet you as well."They shook hands and then she batted her middle 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 regard is my instruction,"he said.

Her oculus lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might save my compliments for later. Right now I'll settle 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 observation. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, debonaire 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 least as much at ease as he was capable of at the present moment. He tried not to seem too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it broad of Stoli. He squeezed a Citrus aurantifolia hacek and dropped it into the deglutition, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were unsounded for a few moments as they sipped their drinkable. Rod glanced back over toward his protagonist and he saw that his Sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a cryptic, exalt conversation with another couple a few metrical foot away.

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

"You're not going to try to undress 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 determine a seat."

Rod topped off his potable with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and family way were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an function at the slope of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another paries, and a love rump facing the books. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the vis-a-vis and Rod got a puff of Maud's essence for the first time. She smelled mythical. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrancy his mother often wore.

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

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his deglutition. He felt a quick, burning jolt 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 mo ago and she'd already hooked up with somebody. She's not really my girlfriend. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who'd you come with ?"

"I came alone. Lita doesn't mind if some of the women come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not plenty women. So I came to agree it out and see if I could notice anyone interesting."

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."well, let's see. There's a theatre party going on. You're young and well-favoured and I'm sitting alone with you on a tete-a-tete in a room by ourselves. What do you think ?"

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

"Don't be spooky, relax. I know we have a big age departure 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 ilk gentle blue rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So young, yet so smoothen,"she said with a spark.

In an instant her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their knife collided and their lip meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's limb surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two arcminute. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their hired man roamed over all new territory 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 hand. She led him out a position door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without Holy Scripture up the street. When she stopped they were standing side by side to a blue sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

"rightfield there,"he said, pointing to his Toyota a scant distance away.

"Okay, follow me. It's only a ten moment drive, a private situation out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a thrill."move over me your script,"she said softly, and pulled his script up and under the front of her skirt till it was affluent against her fork."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the binding of her doll. She pressed the crest of his digit against her asshole.

"flavor that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my can plug, holding your maculation. You get to take it out."

She kissed him and her tongue Dove deeply into his lip 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 handwriting strongly against the lineation of his peter through the material of his shorts. She opened her car doorway, got in behind the rack and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come finisher. He put his forearms on the undetermined window and leaned in. She put her backtalk to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the locomotive roared to life. Rod took his paint 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 woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in snake pit did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After respective miles Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake route was a six land mile loop around the big, kidney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another left hand and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the railroad car in movement of a low lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a laggard parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her cay in her handwriting and Rod followed her to the presence doorway. He eyed the insidious careen of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his hand 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 lot anymore and they let me come here when it's not rented."

Once inside Maud flipped on a sparkle and closed the door behind them. She tossed her keys onto a mesa by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her breast against his chest and his mole against hers. She took his hired man and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one declamatory room with a small kitchen on one face and the bedroom on the other. There was also a loft above the living area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the sleeping room Maud swung around to confront Rod and sucked his tongue into her mouth and put her paw between his legs.

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

"Yes."

"trade good,"she said, rubbing his tool."Because I can't wait to draw this thing. Be in good order back."She went into the can and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished elbow room : a bed, a actor's assistant with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the toilet flush and water running in the sink for a instant or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely au naturel. The simply matter on her torso was a five o'clock dark of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his adept fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its aphrodisiacal length and spareness, her perk mammilla, slim waist and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to infantry without a single tan product line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your soundbox 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 nipples and down over his monotonic belly as she unfastened his boxershorts. She hooked her fingers inside the elastic waistcloth of his underpants and yanked his trunks down to his articulatio talocruralis. His thick, erected putz popped out and bounced up and down in salutation ; 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 loaded in of it."cum in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently drop his groin into her, fucking her oral cavity as she sucked him. Her hands were under his butt buttock, 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 uneasy to get on to early matter too.

She had his unscathed dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her vacuum swallow and pushed his cock into her pharynx. He dug his hands into her articulatio humeri and tried to draw in her head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several minutes : Rod's moans and Maud's slurps punctuating their movement, his men and groin in supple sync with her hands and mouth as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of cum were delivered, each less than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy tool, slickness with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her mouth. She put her afford mouth on his and pushed her natural language into him, shoving his fresh spermatozoan oceanic abyss 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 shortstop around his ankles. She slid her naked eubstance upwardly and over his until her pussy lips were on his oral fissure. She straddled him with her system of weights on her stifle and sat on his grimace. Gently she swirled her puss around his back talk, teasing.

"lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky sheepcote, tasting her, his backtalk slowly filling with her tart seawater. 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 tongue as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took fast breath when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper lip.

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

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

A duad feet south Rod's dick was again at straight care and pulsing at the crinkle, but Maud had other thought. She changed position slightly so her arsehole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt plug between his lips.

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

Rod brought his helping 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 respite of the plug, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her shit 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 mouth."clout my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

Rod stuck his glossa out through his sass until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite blanket, and it continued to stretch and declaration as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's sounds of delight.

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

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

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

Rod worked his right hand over from her second joint to her pussy and slipped two fingers into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's finger's breadth were stroking her clitoris in conjunction with his.

Their symphony of tongue and digit fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a foresighted time. Rod's mouth was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough noise for both of them with her blissful animal whine. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted upright, variety of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the issue a little bit. With his work force he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her equaliser and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his typeface second power with hers. The tooshie jade plopped onto her lead tit.

"Your ass taste effective,"he said."But it's all Nice and lubricate ; we shouldn't let that go to dissipation. It's time to put it to just use."

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the trickery within, the wall of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his worthless digit over his violet helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the psyche of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her blinking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his putz against her asshole. Maud took a deep breathing time and opened all-encompassing, 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 brace inches of his pecker.

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

He pushed and felt the loaded delight of the pressure of her warm bastard 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 hands flat on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her physical structure moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, thirsty clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her back door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself harder, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could finger passion like an oven in his breakwater from the crafty clash of his dick scraping the walls of her smarmy 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, go on 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 ripe fuck of his lifetime. Maud's ass was like a pressing cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his heart were wide-eyed blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their bodies and each drilling of his screw into her anchorperson.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, satisfy me up."She squeezed his dick with her ass muscular tissue and strummed her clit like a mouth harp.

Rod's testis were bubbling but the anal retentive pinch on his penis kept his sperm cell from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressing on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her organic structure gyrated in spasms as her cum came in waves and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her unlax ass harder and the immunity and fit was by now a complete conglutination, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in bicycle-built-for-two like a well-oiled machine. His semen soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his prick felt like an overloaded electric circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate slam into the ambit of her deep, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. niggling by short he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his squirt were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

"That was unbelievable,"Rod said. It was all he could intend of.

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

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his rachis next to her and realized he still had his horseshoe on and his shorts were still wrapped around his mortise joint. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his short pants on the floor.

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

Rod wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the butt joint jade from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her consistency onto her position to face him.

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the plug from his paw and licked it from end to end and then put the hale affair into her mouth. After several puckered power-sucks she took it out of her oral fissure 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 asshole, for Savior's sake, so what's the difference ? I want to see you suck it."

Rod looked at her and her eye burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one apparent 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 tongue and she kissed him with a savage effect. Then she lay back on her slope facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked cock ?"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 in force at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn good job sucking my clitoris. I bet you could absorb a hateful dick too."

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

"well, will you look at that,"she said nodding at his puff up member."You've gotten hard again with all this lecture about sucking cocks."

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

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

"No,"he said.

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

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the gravid the cock the bad the high,"she said, squeezing his dick between her fingerbreadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a immature 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 fountainhead he reached his former hand to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a confirming reply as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the ass 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 custody on her hip joint and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snug mitt of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his stopcock into a slump, sloppy void. He grunted with each herculean pushing but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could experience nothing.

"hug 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 jab away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy kidnapping he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

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

"I want some more prat joint,"he whispered into her ear.

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with glee when he flicked his knife around her rim. He rimmed her for respective mo, taking his clock time, his work punctuated by Maud's satisfied suspiration. Rod stifled a chortle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy bubble. We're speaking in lingua, he thought to himself.

Maud's tatty outburst yet came when Rod rammed his glossa into her ass as heavy and as deep as he could.

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his spit with every dip into it. After a short while of this, pushing his spit thick inside and then fighting the military capability of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his impudence and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His cock was on replete alerting and still slick with lubricant and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial brawn every which way to fight off the cramp. Maud's bunghole opened full and closed respective times, winking at him. He stuck his digit in. It was still greased with spit and lube and cum. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her arsehole blanket and held it.

"ass up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this metre around. He put the fountainhead of his pole inside her load hole and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no clock time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. smash, bang, bang, knocking tail end. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to commend and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing difficult and loving the hot, tight detrition on his shaft as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her slash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hired hand was already in billet, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the clog up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a cosmic string of wavelets onto the bed, and her whoreson tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her muscleman, including her spent sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve more clip until he had emptied his balls deep into her again.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for twenty minutes in recovery 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 around his goat cheeks and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his prat apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her spit 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 several 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 natural language Rod was still basking in the joy of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a bear trap when he felt a jolt of something yearn being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the lav and closed the door.

-- --

When she came out of the john she was dressed. She walked over and sat on the edge 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 head back to school for a few more days."

"It's tantalising, but I don't think that's a full musical theme. Tonight was great, really it was. But that's all it was : Tonight."She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Do you want your buns hoopla 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 selection up her keys and give the front door.

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

-- --

The side by side day Rod called Layla and they compared banker's bill. Layla had gone home with an one-time distich and they had spent the Nox in various three-way combination. In the morn 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 adjacent few 24-hour interval Rod horde by the cabin a few prison term hoping to see a glance of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a youth guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to concern about some soft on college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to shoal and became immersed into college life story. He reconnected with a occasional lady friend he had seen for a while the year before but that didn't finally too long. She got tired of him trying to love her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to realize that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at ass all the time. Every attractive daughter he'd see on campus whether it was in course, walking out on the musculus quadriceps femoris, in the library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Saame with the faculty and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to marvel if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual family relationship with two former little girl that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the former let him go there a couple times 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 habitation for Christmas break. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few fourth dimension. It was always empty-bellied except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a humble, plummet Mexican fair sex answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmastide was always unearthly with disassociate parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temporary worker work to throw some superfluous money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the hell back to school.

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

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

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

"hullo, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

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

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

"That's skilful. Look, there's something I have to secernate you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

"Hey, well 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 booster's house. She's a principal at an elemental school day. And I asked her to move in with me."

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

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just easier this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the workweek. But I wanted to let you eff ahead of metre. I didn't want you to come home for the summertime and be blindsided."

"Well, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove home from schoolhouse and arrived at the house recently Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His Church Father was in the family room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, legato sailing."

"That's unspoiled. And good to bear 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 summercater, exams, his summer job, among other things.

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"commodity. It just seemed to earn sense for both of us. I'm usually on the route during the calendar 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 pool, so it was an easy 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…"

"wellspring, speak of the devil,"his father interrupted, muted the TV auditory sensation and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, black-haired woman in a flowery sundress with slight straps over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and legs.

"cum in, Marisa, come across my son."

She strode into the room with a positive smile on her face. But when she approached and was a few substructure away her step wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the look of a frightened cervid in her eyes, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to engage 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 take 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 chum. Sorry, I wish you had told me beforehand."

"You're properly,"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 respite on Marisa's face.

"It's my joy to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her heart. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to eff you. I can see my dad has great alternative in women. But I need to unload my car and get ready to match my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his stuff into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a distich of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six plurality and beat back 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 of cards for a duad hours staring at the lake and drinking beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself busy persona of the day getting situated in his room while his Father-God and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as aerodynamic. He couldn't aid visualizing her entirely tan naked eubstance, 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 early dinner to a popular seafood eating place. Rod and his father ate big combo disk and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made idle chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a couple multiplication. He told her how decent 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 strands of red dental floss looping over her articulatio humeri. It showed just a breath of segmentation and two braless pap etched into the sparse textile. Rod tried not to get caught looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The next day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacture plant and take care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day faulting from 7 a.m. public treasury 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could lecture for a minute.

"Thank you for keeping our mystery,"she said."It makes things a lot promiscuous 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 beginner told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

"Rod is a moniker. 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 school system. It would not be very expert if a rumour got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex."

There was an awkward quiet as they stood there looking at each early 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 backdoor man."

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a pinch of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her hand in his.

"But since I can't be your backdoor man, I guess I'm just going to induce to settle for having the live stepmom around."He squeezed her mitt and kissed her on the cheek.

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

-- --

Rod started his job the next morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would maneuver right out back to the pool for a quick swim to brush up. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had group meeting or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some mean solar day she'd be in a two-piece, lying in a lounge chair beside the pond when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and float a few laps, then go into the planetary house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the windowpane as he dressed.

Over the initiatory couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at to the lowest degree, they shared the outer space and gradually unwind and became more well-heeled livelihood under the same cap. They shared repast and laugh and insinuation, maybe even flirted a footling. And they stole glimpse at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at study. The chief sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a couple hours early so the maintenance crowd could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to change into his swim trunks. Like any early day he peeked down at the kitty. There she was, like most daytime, lying in the waiting room, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio receiver, her lean body basking in the bright sun, her blackamoor hair wet and plastered to her head. But this fourth dimension she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delectable sight. She really is a aphrodisiac bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several moment and found it was hard to draw out his eyes away. He took some soar upwards photograph of her with his smartness earpiece for future tense extension. Wearing only his swimming luggage compartment he quietly made his way down to the Daniel Chester French room access that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the door 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 receiving set. He sauntered over and when he was a few feet away he made a gaudy coughing disturbance. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to find her bra on the mesa next to her.

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her titty and glared at him, her center wide with traumatise plethora. Rod took the couch president next to her and sat facing her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"fountainhead ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"Well, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her side 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 deplume it away but Marisa held it tight.

"Come on, Marisa, let go. shuffle my day."

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

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

"How long did you stare at me before you came out-of-door and said something ?"

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt 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 act something complex number from her sweaty tum.

"Do you involve help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan lotion on any hard-to-reach spots ? Like your erogenous zones, or your private character ?"

She stared at him a consequence, her eyes a enigma behind her dark-skinned shades. Then she collected her towel and bikini 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 people doors to the master bedroom and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway undetermined behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the shock absorber. There was a paperback book and a tall chalk, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the tabular array. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his male parent's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickled rooster told him he should.

He walked over to the threshold and slipped inside. Even with the door receptive it seemed dark inside the chamber after the undimmed sunshine 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, damp bikini ass plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open weapon system around her and her hands immediately delved inside the binding of his trunks to fondle his house ass. Their open lips met and their spit collided in a dour mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would occur,"Marisa said, in between tongue suction."I didn't know how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a prompt rush Rod felt his torso suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected dick was flopping up and down from the personnel of it. He knelt down in straw man of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thin textile of her bikini buttocks aside, spread her lush sass and buried his oral fissure into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her digit through his tomentum and over his scalp. She screamed with joy and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hands snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her buttock apart, his digit searching for her tunnel of love. Her arsehole instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the emptiness by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his human face into her snatch, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her large clit and continued to grind his fingerbreadth into her asshole, prepping it for the master act. He felt the force-out of her genital organ compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her trunk and get her onto the bed with his face. Her distort oyster tasted delicately and was mushy in his mouth, but his dick was tough and ruffle and ready to take aim on her wet, spread twat.

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

She fed his shaft into her all the way and squeezed it with every cunt musculus she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended prick felt the boost from her collapsing paries.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs 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 strike his time. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his rear. He dug his fingers 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 bam, and their bodies were a barbarian dyad that shook as one, and he was as infix into her as he could be, hammer in cunt, fingerbreadth in ass and natural language in mouth. 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 draftsman. She took out a lowly rubbery tube and handed it to him."Here,"she said.

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the constrict flight strip of her bikini bottom 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 hour of his licking and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an sexual climax. She had been stroking her clitoris like she was churning butter the full time and when she came it was like a breached turning point.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet hurry ran deep and puddled on the bedcover. 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 legs, and picked up the metro. He squeezed a liberal amount into his manus and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his fingerbreadth in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his perch at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his shaft kissing her ass and opened it wide-cut for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his recharge missile into her, the smooth cushioned clash 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 transactions and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a leaky baritone voice sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

"donjon it up !"she blurted."hold going."

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his ejaculate tickled the head of his pecker, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more minute his gumshoe was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to reach pay dirt.

He finally did. Her body trembled and her cocksucker loosened around his drained fellow member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum peal out of her arse as her torso vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his spit along the scissure of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his lip.

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

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

"God, what a fucking !"he said, and walked naked out of the way, his drippy dick swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to take a shower.

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

-- --

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

terzetto or four metre a week they would retrieve themselves naked together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the period where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing bare out by the pool, and he'd walk out there naked, need a dip in the pool and then lie in the waiting area beside her. They would verbalise innocently at first but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or indicatory and one thing would leave to another. Rod's dick would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would deliver her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her sass. The kickoff few clock time when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it correct then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her puss right on the couch chairperson or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd leap into the puddle to chill down but more often than not that would just go to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the phone to his father for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight telephone set vociferation for the most parting, 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 attain sentience ?"

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

"Can I evidence you a secret ?"Marisa said.

"Of course,"Rod said.

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

"What do you mean ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your Fatherhood is kind of passee. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned close and said,"Emphasis 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 draftsman and handed it to him. Rod smiled and kissed her lips.

He rolled her over on her belly. He licked her chap, 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 day before Marisa had to start back to work full moon clip and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, deep Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her Father of the Church's sign of the zodiac to get some of her things that were stored in the basement. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their cars were parked outside, but she wasn't quite prepare 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 sight. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side of meat by face, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the pall and watched, unable to pull her eyes away. Rod's peter had been flaccid but began to grow in straw man of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand move to her titty as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the view unfold : First, her bother had a very impressive rooster. And 2d, Marisa was a very telling cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body fold at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarge pecker into her mouth, 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 smoothen sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a distich of minutes she heard her blood brother groan and go into trunk spasms and Marisa's school principal absorbed his earth tremor as he came. At about the same time Rod was pouring his germ into the back of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, severely cock reemerged from Marisa's sassing and Layla watched her buss the tip of it, then put her rima oris on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa rise and take his hand and lead his naked body with its flopping stopcock into the professional bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the 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 see just fine.

"Every time you suck me I feel like I got ta peeing,"her pal said.

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

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

Layla caught a coup d'oeil of her naked brother walking into the master key Bath, his semi-hard turncock leading the way. She listened as his solid stream of piss splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water ran for a import. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at first and was afraid to peek. Then it started. First there was heavy breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then brassy slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

"Ooh, that's good, child, 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 displume herself away. She listened as the whimpers grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her trunk frozen with goose bump at the sight before her. Marisa was on her venter with her knees folded under and her buttocks sticking up and Rod had his facial expression buried in her asshole, and brain and ass were moving together in a gentle, stabilize sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a mouth full phase of the moon 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.

"establish it to me. The unit, big, toilsome fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's son of a bitch and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his custody as he slathered it with the sheeny stuff and nonsense. He mounted her from bottom and Layla could enjoin by the move 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 untried brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed bounce screeching louder with each knock-down plunge. The air filled with a chorus of their grunts and groan and Marisa's cursing and sexy, dirty talk.

"passion the way you fuck my ass, Honey,"she spit out."I love your rooster. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my fucking ass."

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

"dump, I'm going to lick your ass and mash my fucking kitty in your human face, that's it, oh God, I'm going to come in, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their influence torso shake like a mound of half-chilled jello as Marisa released a spasmodic orgasm.

Her quakes 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 articulatio genus. Her case was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could say by her angle and their move exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her capitulum and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd best get while the getting was serious. She retreated down the mansion house and out of the house and decided she would come back some other fourth dimension to get her affair. On her rainy thrust home and the rest period of the day and night all she could call up about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together outside, caressing, fondling, his big cock with her big rima oris around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her arse, and his putz, 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 lip, 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, fan Boy ?"Layla said when Rod answered.

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

"Your sexual love life. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"Look Little Brother, you need to level with me. I came by Dad's theater yesterday good afternoon to plunk up some of my stuff and happened to peek out the window and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my pal lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get intemperately and I saw Marisa give you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a pup into the bedroom. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to opine 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 cleaning lady ? How long has this been going on ?"

"All summertime,"he said."Well…it's kind of a long story."

"I love a upright report. Tell me."

"okeh, here goes."Rod took a cryptic breathing spell."You remember that party we went to shoemaker's last summer ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

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

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a disguise 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 hint her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must own been interesting."

"It was very awkward, but Dad didn't really piece 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 same roof all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to embark on fucking her."

"Well, it was her decision too. We became unaired, more comfortable around each former. We remembered that Nox we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sister all this material. But it kind of look good to say somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

"okay, 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 freak, 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 chamber, and how into it they both were. She wondered what she'd missed after she left.

-- --

They'd said their arrivederci. They knew they wouldn't see each former for a while. Rod headed back to shoal and Layla, who had gotten her degree over the summer, was about to originate a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at inaugural, he even called her a duad times in unsuccessful attempts for phone sex, but she was occupy back at work, and he fell back into college spirit, partying, studying and chasing tooshie. Occasionally he'd birdsong on a weekend to agree in and a brace of times his Dad put her on the telephone set, but despite some raunchy talk and wit on his end she had to run 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 week. Rod made his plans to go nursing home for grace ; then he would be quickly back to schooling for a few more than calendar week of class before final exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving Day break would be awkward. He didn't smell forward to being good Marisa when his father was around. It could be too well-fixed to slip up and give their secret away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye inter-group communication and trying to take a leak small talk when what he really wanted was to deplumate her clothes 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 Wednesday dark. 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 Day was even eldritch. It was a low gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to bask 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 respective covert glimpses between them. The following day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each other in force over the final few months.

Rod headed back to schoolhouse and plunge into his close few weeks. He put Marisa out of his mind as best he could, trying to accept 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 judgement could require it to proceed anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the eye of December, one Nox when he was cramming for his next-to-last exam, Rod got a call from his Church Father. They said their howdy and then his founder got to the reason for the call.

"spirit son, I wanted you to know, Yuletide is going to be a little different this year."

"What do you entail ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can delay at the house over Xmas gap. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the lieu. Hopefully you can have a nice Christmas Day at your female parent'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 slut, that's why. I caught her in bed with your Sister. And they were going to Town, let me severalize you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meeting canceled last calendar week and came domicile a day early. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating pussycat like it was The Last 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 mind. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to sleep together. I'm flying out tomorrow dawn and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

"Thanks. And to cogitate I was considering marrying the gripe. And I'm through with your goddamn sister too. I still can't believe it !"

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

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

-- --

A match Night later Rod called Layla. He didn't expect her to break up up but she did.

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

"Yeah, it's been a little state of nature and unbalanced around here lately."

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

"I didn't know either. But after that swinger company 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 cleaning lady. Then I would hang out with Marisa sometimes during the hebdomad when Dad was away. We liked each former, we talked about a lot of thing, we were attracted, one matter led to another."

After a moment of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever contribution the Same woman !"

"I know, it's weirdo, isn't it ? Maybe someday we'll plowshare the Saami man."

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

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

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

"I figured as often. Sordid news travel far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

"If it feels right, 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 roll in the hay as you are. Just one thing missing."She laughed and added,"How's schooling coming along ?"

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

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

After another pregnant pause, Rod asked,"Do you call up I could see you ?"

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

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

Marisa ended the call and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, naked but for an old whiten 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 kind 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 cock in my ass ?"

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her face close to Layla's."fountainhead, I want to see all that too,"she whispered."But you don't have to do anything you're not well-fixed with."

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

Marisa kissed her and as her glossa dove into Layla's oral cavity her finger dove into her doughy gash.

"My God, girl,"Marisa said."You're dripping !"

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

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