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"Hey, Layla, are you in use Saturday night ? Rod asked.

Rod had called his baby on the telephone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their several colleges for the autumn semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a twelvemonth older and entering her senior year, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both fix to hightail it 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 political party with me."

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

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

"The Lyons ? You mean the swingers ? What, are they having another one of their wild sex parties ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some variety of deviant ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their beginner's home, in a big house on almost an Accho of land, with a turgid, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to give a very overt spousal relationship and were also known to occasionally bewilder idle political party where anything goes, and their Edgar Guest would occur expecting to jumble, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of unwarranted, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the intention and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a deviate. 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 separate way of life. But I can't go alone. Only mates are invited. The party rules are pretty simple : Bring a married person and a bottle and portion both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the recommendation of a supporter at work. I hear they're searching for some Cy Young blood."

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

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some sometime stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a fiddling after and we'll head over together. And remember it's a syndicate party. Show off that consistence 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 boxershorts and a ornate halter top which showed off her tanned weapon and pegleg, and of grade her cute buttocks and buoyant breasts.

They were both good-looking kids. Rod was tall and slant and wore cargo drawers and an indigo batik shirt with tropical hoot on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove disunite cars to the political party because they had no approximation where or with whom they'd end up later that nighttime. They parked about a block away and walked to the theatre. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the star sign and host of the company, who wore a red, white and grim one-piece swim suit of clothes that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous tits. 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 French room access, along the wall to your left field. Help yourself to whatever ; there is mint of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the company already in full golf stroke. There was a buzz in the air, a lifelike hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad bodies. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a convenient stain nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their nut flags fly. article of clothing were coming off and various consistency section were coming out. There were couples in the pond getting well-disposed and frisky with early couples, mixing mates. There were small group scattered around the magnanimous screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two cleaning woman were sitting on the edge of the pond making out and two men were in the weewee in presence of them with their faces glued to their genital organ. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunt and the two women grinded their kitty into their faces as they sucked each former's tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a couple doorway down from them when they were adolescent. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many twelvemonth 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 immature sawbuck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah rightfield,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two man bathing costume and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his paw on her chest and she had her hand inside the battlefront of his drown trunks. An previous guy with a drinkable in his hand stood to her right wing watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita First Council of Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."look absolve to mingle. We're all here to fulfil mass and expatiate our set of influence…among other matter !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

"I'll join you all in a minute,"she said."I need to witness a bathroom."She set her drink in down and headed into the household. 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 redhead in a black bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right wing."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the early incline of Bob, who had a script on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

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

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made unfounded chatter for a short fourth dimension and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod's deglutition was hollow and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a span transactions as others ahead of him get drink. He looked around at the unearthly view. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the min. By the time he'd gotten his drunkenness he looked at the far end of the patio where two couples had really attracted the attending of a few of the guests.

One couple was previous, perhaps in their fifties, and the former duet 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 principal was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his shaft was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blonde, much-younger man.

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

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

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

Rod looked her over and she looked delicately. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny garishness. She was darkly-tanned with a cut, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue jean wench that barely housed the top half of her lean second joint, and the unbending nipple of her firm, moderate-size tits reached out for him from behind her T. H. White tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could think of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grin on that old flatus's fount ! That daughter may be young but she must be one hell of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to see the risqué speech 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 dissimilar. And maybe that something could be him.

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

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

"first-class honours degree time for me."

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

"blackjack,"he said.

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

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

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

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

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

Rod felt a shivering and goosebumps broke out on his weapons system as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't bill. He was suddenly anxious because this hot, smooth erstwhile womanhood was apparently coming on to him. She was polish and in ascendence, this he knew, but she was making him finger at relaxation, at least as much at informality as he was subject of at the moment. He tried not to come out too nervous as he filled a chicken feed with ice and poured it good of Stoli. He squeezed a burnt lime wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were silent for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his acquaintance and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animated conversation with another couple a few feet away.

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the sign of the zodiac. The living room and family elbow room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the incline of the star sign. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a pocket-size board lamp and they sat. They were nigh together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's perfume for the first time. She smelled fabulous. 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 company with anyone ?"Maud asked.

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his drink. 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 okay. I checked her out a few minutes ago and she'd already hooked up with mortal. 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 psyche if some of the women come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not decent cleaning lady. So I came to stop it out and see if I could find anyone interesting."

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."wellspring, let's see. There's a house party going on. You're Pres Young and openhanded and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you believe ?"

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

"Don't be nervous, 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 deglutition with her fingerbreadth and sucked the liquor off of it."So Rod, tell me. What did you come up to this party looking for ?"

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

Rod's centre were comparable mild blue irradiation penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So young, yet so smooth,"she said with a twinkle.

In an instant her mouth was against his and their sassing parted. Their tongues collided and their sass meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's blazon surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a strong two minutes. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their deal 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 side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without Holy Writ up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a naughty sedan.

"Do you throw a car ?"she asked.

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

"okay, follow me. It's only a ten minute drive, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shudder."Give me your mitt,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her skirt cashbox it was blush against her private parts."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hired hand and put it up under the rachis of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his fingerbreadth against her asshole.

"spirit that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my butt plug, holding your daub. You get to choose it out."

She kissed him and her clapper Dove deeply into his mouth 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 lip all over me and get me off."

They kissed again and Maud ran her helping hand strongly against the outline of his hammer through the cloth of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her fingerbreadth to come closer. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another mouthful of his tongue for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the locomotive roared to life. Rod took his keystone 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 womanhood. But he couldn't imagine even for a endorsement 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 pit is this cleaning woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After various international nautical mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake route. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the large, kidney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another left wing and Rod followed her down a wooded thrust and they parked the railcar in front man of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five H.P. outboard motorboat motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her Florida key in her hired man and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the subtle careen of her ass in her light skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his bridge player 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 much anymore and they let me total here when it's not rented."

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

The cabin was one large room with a small kitchen on one slope and the sleeping accommodation 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 face Rod and sucked his glossa into her oral fissure and put her hand between his legs.

"Are you ready for a great small-arm of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

"Good,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't delay to imbibe this thing. Be right back."She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished elbow room : a bed, a dressing table with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the gutter flush and water running in the sump for a minute of arc or two. Then the doorway opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The only thing on her physical structure was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hair above her dampen twat. Rod could not believe his in force fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its aphrodisiacal length and poorness, her perked nipples, slim waist and tight stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a individual tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wrist watch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summertime into the sun and out of her clothes.

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

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless chest and traced her tongue over his nipples and down over his directly stomach as she unfastened his shortstop. She hooked her fingers inside the pliant girdle of his underpants and yanked his boxershorts down to his articulatio talocruralis. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee trap was already glistening with expectation.

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

Rod leaned back on his helping hand and gently sweep his groin into her, fucking her oral fissure as she sucked him. Her deal were under his butt joint 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 anxious to get on to other matter too.

She had his unharmed dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his jibe. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sups and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulder joint and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually unacceptable.

This went on for several mo : Rod's moan and Maud's slurps punctuating their front, his paw and seawall in slender sync with her hands and back talk as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the back of her pharynx. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his pecker in a powered flow almost too encompassing for its outlet, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his R-2 of ejaculate were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her oral cavity. She put her open mouth on his and pushed her spit into him, shoving his fresh sperm oceanic abyss into his rima oris. If I'm going to get down 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 drawers around his ankle. She slid her au naturel consistency up and over his until her puss lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her system of weights on her articulatio genus and sat on his look. Gently she swirled her goose around his sass, teasing.

"biff me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her satiny sheep pen, tasting her, his oral fissure slowly filling with her lemonlike brine. Then he speared his natural language into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his natural language as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took immediate breathing place when he could. Maud moved her pussy around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper berth lip.

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

With her clitoris resting on the back of his spit, Rod curled his lip around her taut cock. 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 chorus of Maud's groan and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A span feet Dixie Rod's dick was again at neat attending and pulsing at the seams, but Maud had former ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his sassing. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt 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 dentition onto the flange that protruded from her becoming ass. Then Maud slowly rose her dead body up and the balance of the jade, four or five inch, gradually emerged from her asshole and Rod held it with his dentition. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

"Thank you,"Maud said, and lowered her butthole to his backtalk."clout my ass,"she rasped.

Again, new territorial dominion."What ?"he said.

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his rim until the tip met her sphincter muscle. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite wide, and it continued to stretch and contract bridge as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to savour 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 minutes of that Rod knew where he was going succeeding. He knew Maud would wait it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both hands and pulled her ass prime to his face and plunged his glossa as deeply as he could into her asshole.

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

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

Their philharmonic of tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod's back talk was occupied of grade, but Maud's made enough randomness for both of them with her blissful animal whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted good, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the outcome a little bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the incline. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face square with hers. The butt plug plopped onto her go away tit.

"Your ass gustatory sensation good,"he said."But it's all Nice and lubricate ; we shouldn't let that go to waste. It's clock time to put it to good use."

Rod slipped a finger into her arsehole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his irradiation. He put the nous of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her prick. Maud took a deep breathing space and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the read/write head and the world-class couple inches of his cock.

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

He pushed and felt the fuddled delight of the pressure level of her fond asshole on his cock. Then he pulled back and swing out his core into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands categoric on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her eubstance moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one helping hand to her swollen, athirst clitoris, 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 feel warmth like an oven in his jetty from the cunning friction of his dick scraping the paries of her unctuous arsehole 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, hold 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 best nooky of his life. Maud's ass was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage balloon, now long and plump with the need to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were spacious wild blue yonder consortium staring back at hers. He grunted with each preventive of their body and each boring of his prison guard into her anchor.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, make full me up."She squeezed his cock with her ass musculus and strummed her clit like a mouth harp.

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

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

Rod felt the force per unit area on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her firing. Her consistence gyrated in muscle spasm as her cum came in waves and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a everlasting Union, his severity skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled political machine. His ejaculate soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded racing circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate shot into the scope of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his bollock. trivial 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 cock is grand, it fills me up. But you can train it out now."

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his back succeeding to her and realized he still had his brake shoe on and his short circuit were still wrapped around his ankle joint. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his boxers on the floor.

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

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

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

He shook his mind, laughing. She took the stopple from his hired man and licked it from end to end and then put the entirely matter into her rima oris. After several 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 asshole, for messiah's sake, so what's the deviation ? I want to see you suck it."

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

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

After a here and now Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one motion the duration of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her glossa and she kissed him with a barbarian forcefulness. Then she lay back on her face facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked prick ?"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 adept at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn safe job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a miserly shaft too."

Maud couldn't assistance but notice that Rod's cock was again fully erected in her hired man.

"wellspring, will you calculate at that,"she said nodding at his swelled appendage."You've gotten hard again with all this talk about sucking cocks."

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingers through her shiny Black person 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 peter the fully grown the high,"she said, squeezing his cock between her finger's breadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a Loretta 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 point he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a gravid estimation,"he said.

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

Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the stern and slid his hammer 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 helping hand on her pelvis and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slipperiness, snug glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, squashy void. He grunted with each hefty push button but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could find nothing.

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

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

After a few minute of arc banging in Maud's slippery gradient he realized that despite his callosity he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with gloating when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for respective minutes, taking his time, his workplace punctuated by Maud's fulfill sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing prick and listened to her aphrodisiacal lallation. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

Maud's loudest tumultuous disturbance yet came when Rod rammed his natural language into her ass as hard and as cryptical as he could.

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his spit with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue inscrutable inside and then fighting the forcefulness of her tightening asshole to rive it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His cock was on to the full alarum and still slick with lube and pussy juice, and cook for a repeat performance up Maud's lucullan, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial brawn every which way to fight off the muscle spasm. Maud's asshole opened wide and closed several prison term, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lube and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole panoptic and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this clip around. He put the head of his perch inside her stretched jam and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no clock time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. kick, bang, bang, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give way her one to recollect and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing strong and loving the hot, plastered friction on his hammer as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her handwriting was already in place, 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 string of wavelets onto the bed, and her asshole tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her brawniness, including her spent anatomical sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve more times until he had emptied his globe deep into her again.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for 20 minutes in recovery 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 digit around his hind end cheeks and along the snap of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a gracious 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 several minutes he felt her smooth, wet tongue slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The Same clapper 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 pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a Goat in a deliver cakehole when he felt a jar of something foresightful being bolted up his ass.

"Holy fuck !"he yelled,"What the the pits ?"

"It's my buns spark plug,"Maud said."Leave it in for a short while. See if you like it. I'll be right back."

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

When she came out of the john 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 head back to school for a few more days."

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

"Do you want your buns ballyhoo back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

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

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

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

-- --

The next day Rod called Layla and they compared line. Layla had gone home with an older couple and they had spent the nighttime in various tripartite combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the next few days Rod drove by the cabin a few clip hoping to captivate a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her body of work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a youthful guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to concern about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to earn that his spirit had changed, undoubtedly altered by his dark with Maud. He found himself staring at nooky all the time. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in form, walking out on the quadrangle, 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 stave, even bozo sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to induce a sexual relationship with two other fille that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the former let him go there a couple clock time grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the retentivity of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmas interruption. Again he labour by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always hollow except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a lowly, plump Mexican fair sex answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always weird with split up parents, splitting clip and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some booster, did some temp body of work to make some extra money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the perdition back to school.

So, back to school day he went, chasing his diploma and chasing plunder. He picked back up with the girl he'd been seeing the former semester so at least he was getting a little fag end now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to amount so he could pull his deuced thing out.

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

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

"hi, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

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

"Next Thursday. I'll probably come nursing home on Saturday."

"That's good. Look, there's something I have to tell you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

"Hey, ripe 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 month ago at a admirer's house. She's a principal at an elementary school. And I asked her to move in with me."

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

"I don't know, perhaps one of these Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. It was just easier this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the calendar week. But I wanted to let you fuck ahead of metre. I didn't want you to come home for the summer and be blindsided."

"Well, I appreciate that."

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

"I'm sure I will,"Rod heard himself saying before they ended the call. Rod was now very well-chosen 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 schooltime and arrived at the planetary house late Sat afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His Church Father was in the phratry room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

"Hey, welcome rest home ! How was your trip-up ?"

"Oh, fine, bland sailing."

"That's just. And good to have you home."

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

"So how's married life-time treating you ?"Rod asked, touching on the content he was most funny about.

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his forefather said with a laugh."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some meter today at the lodge and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to shower and get herself set to see my son for the first clock time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

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

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

"wellspring, speak of the monster,"his male parent interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up.

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

"ejaculate in, Marisa, meet my son."

She strode into the way with a confident smiling on her face. But when she approached and was a few feet away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the feel of a panic-stricken deer in her eye, 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 converge you too,"Rod said. They shook and then stood there, frozen. Marisa was scared shitless ; Rod wanted to get the hell out.

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

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

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

"It's my pleasance to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her heart. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has slap-up selection in cleaning woman. But I need to drop my car and get ready to meet my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his material 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 repel out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their assignation. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck of cards for a couple hours staring at the lake and imbibing beer. It was late when he drove home.

The side by side day Rod kept himself busy piece of the day getting situated in his room while his founding father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd stool pigeon peeks out the window every now and then and admire how exquisitely she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't assistant visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his tool inside her, and his tongue in her sass 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 restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo platters and Marisa nibbled on a pubic louse salad. They made jobless chattering for an time of day as they dined and although the vibe was a picayune tense they gradually became more loosen up. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a twain times. He told her how prissy she looked in her red apparel, 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 shoulder. It showed just a wind of segmentation and two braless nipples etched into the lean fabric. 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 fabrication plant life and take care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day switch from 7 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could blab for a minute.

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

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

"fountainhead, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

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

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

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

There was an ungainly quiet as they stood there looking at each other for a foresightful 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 live over 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 speck of a grinning. Rod saw dewiness in her heart. He took her hands in his.

"But since I can't be your back entrance man, I guess I'm just going to have to go under for having the hottest stepmom around."He squeezed her paw 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 play till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the kitty for a quick swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summertime holiday so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some sidereal day she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, nose dive in and drown a few circle, then go into the house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the offset span Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his Father of the Church and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the quad and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the same cap. They shared meal and joke and innuendos, maybe even flirted a small. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at workplace. The party boss sent Rod and all of the summer prole home a dyad 60 minutes early so the maintenance crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to change into his swimming body. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like well-nigh days, lying in the lounge, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her thin body basking in the vivid sun, her inglorious hair wet and plastered to her head. But this prison term she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious good deal. She really is a sexy bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several minutes and found it was hard to pull his eyes away. He took some zoom along photos of her with his saucy speech sound for future reference. Wearing only his swim tree trunk he quietly made his way down to the French people doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the doorway and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her centre must throw been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the tuner. He sauntered over and when he was a few feet away he made a tawdry coughing noise. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to find oneself her bra on the board next to her.

"Oh my God, do you always lounge around here topless ? What's this earthly concern 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 astray with traumatise embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chair next to her and sat lining her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"wellspring ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"Well, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her human face broke into a grin."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. brand my day."

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

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

"How long did you stare at me before you came outside 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 move something imaginary number from her sweaty stomach.

"Do you need help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading sunburn application on any hard-to-reach post ? Like your erogenous zone, or your private component ?"

She stared at him a moment, her eyes a mystery behind her saturnine dark glasses. 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 doors to the superior bedroom and disappeared inside. The threshold was left halfway open 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 crank, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the open room access to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His vibrate shaft told him he should.

He walked over to the doorway and slipped inside. Even with the doorway open it seemed dark inside the sleeping accommodation after the bright sunlight outside. His center 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 bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her manpower immediately delved inside the rear of his bole to fondle his firm ass. Their open rim met and their tongues collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the framework of his short pants as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a warm rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his mortise joint and his erected peter was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in social movement of her, his nose an column inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thin fabric of her bikini underside aside, spread her exuberant lip and buried his lip into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingerbreadth through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's men snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her face apart, his finger searching for her tunnel of love. Her son of a bitch instantly dilated at his speck, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his fount into her cunt, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her turgid clit and continued to bray his finger's breadth into her arse, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her private parts compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and tug her onto the bed with his look. Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his sassing, but his dick was hard and cocked and set to aim aim on her wet, open twat.

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

She fed his tool into her all the way and squeezed it with every puss muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his dilate dick felt the boost from her collapsing bulwark.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her peg 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 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 digit into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her fleshly clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her close-fitting asshole. When he finally came it was an irruption, and their bodies were a wolf twain that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, hammer in cunt, finger in ass and lingua in back talk. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the centre of attention of the bed.

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

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the constringe slip of her two-piece bottom and buried his tongue into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her money box she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen arcminute of his lacing and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an coming. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached catchment area.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would give 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 tube. He squeezed a handsome measure into his script and rubbed his medallion up and down over the shaft of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his terminal at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his cock kissing her ass and opened it extensive for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned clash arousing and encouraging him further, and he found his calendar method, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every impulse she hissed with bated breath.

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

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

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his come tickled the brain of his hawkshaw, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a span more minutes his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to contact pay dirt.

He finally did. Her body trembled and her whoreson loosened around his debilitate phallus. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum drum roll out of her asshole as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the pass of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck opening and sucked her ear lobe into his mouth.

"God, we can get it on,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue 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 way, his maudlin rooster 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 affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy grin or sexy innuendo. It was now empathise. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

tercet or four times a week they would come up themselves au naturel together and would tear each other up. Before prospicient it got to the point where Rod would get home from body of work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the consortium, and he'd walk out there naked, take a dip in the pool and then lie in the sofa beside her. They would talk innocently at 1st but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would run to another. Rod's dick would bulge to get aroused and soon Marisa would take in her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her sassing. The offset few sentence when things heated up they would require it into the bedroom, but before long it was not rare for them just to get into it redress then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the lounge chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jumping into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just lead to more shenanigans.

They started sleeping together many Night, sometimes in her bed, sometimes in his. One night in her bed, Marisa was sucking his hammer with her index fingerbreadth lodged in his ass when her cell phone rang.

She unlatched her brim and detached her finger's breadth and said,"It's your Padre, I better get this."

She talked on the telephone to his male parent for respective min while she stroked his cock. It was the rule goodnight phone phone call for the about component, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel shamefaced ?"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 draw sense ?"

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

"Can I tell you a surreptitious ?"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 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,"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 lube 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 crack, 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 24-hour interval before Marisa had to start back to work full clock time and just a distich days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, late Tuesday good afternoon and Layla went over to her founding father's planetary house 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 ready for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen window at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped open at the passel. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging incline by face, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very well-to-do together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to draw out her centre away. Rod's gumshoe had been flaccid but began to farm in front of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hired man motility to her knocker as they kissed, and she started stroking his hammer, which grew rapidly in her clutch. Two things struck Layla as she watched the conniption unfold : starting time, her hassle had a very impressive cock. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile dead body bend at the waistline as she lowered her pass and slowly took Rod's enlarged peter into her sass, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her head was moving up and down and soon his groyne 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 dead body muscle spasm and Marisa's forefront absorbed his shudder as he came. At about the same time Rod was pouring his ejaculate into the cover of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the swarm above.

Rod's long, hard turncock reemerged from Marisa's mouth 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 hired hand and go his defenseless body with its flopping tool into the maestro bedroom.

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

"Every meter you suck me I feel like I got ta weewee,"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 doorway open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked pal walking into the master bath, his semi-hard turncock leading the way. She listened as his strong stream of piss splashed into the toilet arena, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The crapper flushed and the water ran for a second. 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 glance. Then it started. First there was heavy ventilation, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then gimcrack slurping and smack of sassing on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, have intercourse yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her eubstance glacial with gooseflesh at the sight before her. Marisa was on her venter with her knees folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her asshole, and straits and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something unclear 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.

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

Rod fingered Marisa's asshole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his paw as he slathered it with the glazed stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could order by the movement of his ass and Marisa's shriek of pained pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"making love the way you fuck my ass, dearest,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my mouth. In my pussy. In my fucking ass."

Her brother picked up his tempo even more, his breakwater and her ass quivering and baking in heat, extracting even more piquant public lecture from his lover.

"Shit, I'm going to thrash your ass and mash my fucking pussy in your nerve, 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 molded bodies shake like a cumulation of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a convulsive orgasm.

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

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

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her principal on his knees. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could state by her Angle and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her drumhead and backed away from the threshold. She figured there was probably more to fall but she figured she'd adept get while the getting was proficient. She retreated down the hall and out of the house and decided she would come back some other prison term to get her matter. On her showery drive home plate and the rest of the day and dark all she could retrieve about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together external, kissing, fondling, his big cock with her big lip around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her asshole, and his cock, 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 pharynx again.

She was shocked and appalled of course. But she was turned on by it too. She had to talk to her pal. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

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

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

"Your erotic love lifetime. Getting any natural action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"tone Little Brother, you need to point with me. I came by Dad's theatre yesterday afternoon to pick up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my Brother lying au naturel and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get hard and I saw Marisa kick in you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the sleeping accommodation. 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 William 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 variety of a tenacious story."

"I love a dependable fib. Tell me."

"OK, here goes."Rod took a deep breathing space."You remember that party we went to finis summer ? The tramp party ?"

"Of course."

"fountainhead, Marisa is the charwoman I went abode with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a camouflage because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her choice, believe me. She decided she wanted a young guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some friend 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 clean 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 thought of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a while. But with us living under the Saame ceiling all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to get fucking her."

"fountainhead, it was her decision too. We became snug, more well-situated around each former. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

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

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the nether region are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm sober. She's really into the ass. She's an anal 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 company ?"

"I am now. It all started that Night. It's a prerequisite 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 adios. They knew they wouldn't see each early for a patch. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her degree over the summertime, was about to startle a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at 1st, he even called her a couple times in unsuccessful attempts for headphone sex, but she was busybodied back at work, and he fell back into college lifetime, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd song on a weekend to turn back in and a couple of times his Dad put her on the telephone set, but despite some raunchy talk and witticism on his end she had to run it pretty straight.

The meter just sped along and before he knew it football game season was winding down and the semester was entering its essential final calendar week. Rod made his plans to go home for grace ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few More weeks of class before final exam examination. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving pause would be awkward. He didn't flavour forward to being near Marisa when his Father-God was around. It could be too well-heeled to slip up and give their secret away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the tabular array, avoiding eye contact and trying to relieve oneself little talk when what he really wanted was to rupture 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 length and he didn't get a hazard to let the cat out of the bag to her. thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a modest gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple on 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 meal, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could severalise by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected various concealment glimpses between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each other better over the last few months.

Rod headed back to school and dove into his live on few weeks. He put Marisa out of his nous as Charles Herbert Best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer whirl, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right wing brain could expect it to preserve anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the middle of Dec, one night when he was cramming for his third-year exam, Rod got a call from his father. They said their hellos and then his founding father got to the reason for the call.

"tone son, I wanted you to know, Christmas is going to be a slight different this year."

"What do you mean ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can last out at the house over Christmastime prisonbreak. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the lieu. Hopefully you can have a nice Dec 25 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 slovenly 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 go hebdomad and came place a day other. I heard a racket in my bedchamber and there they were, both eating pussy 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 floor this on you, but you had to cognize. 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 squawk. And I'm through with your goddamn sis too. I still can't believe it !"

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

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

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a little hazardous and half-baked around here lately."

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

"I didn't know either. But after that swinger political 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 hebdomad when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of affair, we were attracted, one affair led to another."

After a moment of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever part the like char !"

"I know, it's looney, 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 for sure she'd like to hear from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the for the first time ring.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I can't forget."

"Anyway, it wasn't planned, it just happened. And make out what ? She's almost as honorable a screwing as you are. Just one matter 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 champion for a while. My townhouse is leased out so I'm winging it."

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

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

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

Marisa ended the cry and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, raw 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 weird, you know ?"

"You want to see him work out my ass again, don't you ? You want to see him have a go at it my ass with his tongue."

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her aspect stopping point 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-situated with."

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

Marisa kissed her and as her tongue peacenik into Layla's mouth her finger dove into her mucky 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 eager loins up, gliding over pussy and breadbasket and breasts and neck and chin until her sop bare snatch was kissing Marisa's lips.

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