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

Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their various colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her elder yr, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the sept dramatic play and get back to school day and be on their own.

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

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

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

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

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

The Lyons lived nearby their father's plate, in a big house on almost an Akko of body politic, with a enceinte, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw barbaric parties where anything goes, and their node would come expecting to mix, swing and swop. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a deviant. 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 differentiate way. But I can't go alone. merely couples are invited. The company rules are passably simple : institute a married person and a bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look dandy, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white underdrawers and a flowery balancer top which showed off her tanned arms and pegleg, and of course her cute goat and perky breasts.

They were both handsome kids. Rod was tall and lean and wore cargo underdrawers and an Indigofera tinctoria batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove separate cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a closure away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front threshold by Lita Second Council of Lyons, the gentlewoman of the firm and Host of the party, who wore a red, white and gamey one-piece swim cause that was gimcrack wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being remote 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. Help yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in full swing music. There was a bombilation 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 spot nearby to stand up and observe.

Some of the node were already letting their junkie flags fly. article of clothing were coming off and various consistency parts were coming out. There were dyad in the pool getting friendly and frisky with former couples, mixing mates. There were small groups scattered around the vauntingly screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two fair sex were sitting on the sharpness of the consortium making out and two men were in the water in front line of them with their faces glued to their private parts. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two women grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

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

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

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

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimsuit and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his hand on her breast and she had her script inside the front of his drown tree trunk. An older guy with a drink in his hand stood to her correctly watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."smell disembarrass to mingle. We're all here to forgather the great unwashed and enlarge our forget me drug of influence…among former things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"She's hot. Does she do girls ?"Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a obliquely 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 yack for a short meter and then Layla joined them. Once again unveiling were made all around. Soon Rod's crapulence was void and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a mates second as others ahead of him make drinkable. He looked around at the weird scene. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the clock time he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the terrace where two couplet had really attracted the care of a few of the guests.

One pair was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the other couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his turncock was deep in her mouthpiece. His slim, gray-haired married woman was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

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

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

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black haircloth cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny loudness. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped arse. She wore a frayed, short amobarbital sodium denim dame that barely housed the top half of her lean thigh, and the stiff tit of her firm, medium-size pap reached out for him from behind her White tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could suppose of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grinning on that old fart's face ! That young woman may be young but she must be one hell on earth of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to discover the risqué language coming from this attractive, older cleaning woman. But it was sort of an insistent, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this political party so she must be looking for something new and unlike. And maybe that something could be him.

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

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

"commencement meter 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, well-favored, with a mop of beach boy blond haircloth on his head, broad shoulder and muscled forearms and branch."What's your public figure ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to match you, Maud."

"Pleased to contact you as well."They shook hands 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 wishing is my command,"he said.

Her eyes lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might lay aside my want for later. Right now I'll settle for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a chill and goose skin broke out on his munition as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't card. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, suave older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him sense at ease, at least as much at comfort as he was capable of at the second. He tried not to come out too nervous as he filled a deoxyephedrine with ice and poured it to the full of Stoli. He squeezed a basswood Italian sandwich and dropped it into the swallow, 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 supporter and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, liven up conversation with another match a few fundament away.

"Do you want to try to find 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 undress me are you ?"

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

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

Rod topped off his drinking with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and class way were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another paries, and a sexual love can facing the books. Maud flipped on a pocket-size table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the vis-a-vis and Rod got a whiff of Maud's scent for the outset time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about scent but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

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

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a draught of his drunkenness. 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 soul. 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 thinker if some of the women come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not sufficiency womanhood. So I came to go over it out and see if I could find anyone interesting."

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

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

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

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

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

Rod's eyes were same delicate blue ray of light penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an flash her mouth was against his and their sass parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their clapper mashed deep into their oral fissure as their hands roamed over all new soil and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's rooster 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 helping hand. She led him out a position door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without Logos up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a blue sedan.

"Do you bear a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, pursue me. It's only a ten mo drive, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shiver."dedicate me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her chick boulder clay it was flush against her crotch."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his former hand and put it up under the spinal column of her skirt. She pressed the peak of his finger against her asshole.

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my hindquarters plug, holding your touch. You get to involve it out."

She kissed him and her natural language dove deeply into his rima oris and then right back out.

"I'm going to put my rima oris 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 hand strongly against the precis of his cock through the framework of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the bicycle and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger's breadth to come up closer. He put his forearms on the afford window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another preference of his natural language for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, titillating old 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 inferno is this cleaning woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After respective miles Maud turned left onto the old Lake route. The Lake route was a six Roman mile eyelet around the bombastic, kidney-shaped lake. A few mo later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in front man of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keystone in her helping hand and Rod followed her to the front line room access. He eyed the pernicious careen of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the nag up her ass where his paw had just been.

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

"No,"she said."It belongs to friends. They don't use it much anymore and they let me derive 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 mesa by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their physical structure were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the pleasant-tasting pressure of her titty against his chest and his bulwark against hers. She took his helping hand and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one large room with a small kitchen on one side and the sleeping room on the early. There was also a loft above the keep area and a deck of cards outside overlooking the lake.

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

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

"Yes."

"commodity,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't wait to suck this matter. Be aright back."She went into the lavatory and closed the door.

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

She was completely naked. The only thing on her dead body was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hair above her break pussy. Rod could not believe his commodity hazard as he took in the quite a little of her gorgeous consistency, its aphrodisiacal length and leanness, her perked nipples, slenderize waist and taut stomach. Her tegument was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan blood 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 physical structure is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless bureau and traced her tongue over his nipples and down over his unconditional venter as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her digit inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankle. His thick, erected stopcock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation.

"Oh, wow,"Maud said."Now I guess I know why they call you Rod !"She licked her back talk and then licked the tip of his stopcock and ran her lingua along the eight slopped inches of it."come in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his manpower and gently swung his mole into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her workforce were under his hind end cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loosen with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was nervous to get on to other things too.

She had his whole dick in her mouth and he could feel her lingua massaging his ray. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her vacuum sup and pushed his cock into her pharynx. He dug his handwriting into her shoulders and tried to draw out her head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for various minute of arc : Rod's moans and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his hands and groin in supple sync with her script 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 body shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold it back no thirster. His cum plowed its way up and exited his tool in a power stream almost too panoptic for its mercantile establishment, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his Mexican valium of seed were delivered, each less than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slickness with saliva and jizz, and rose to buss him with his cum oozing from the recession of her sass. She put her open mouth on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his fresh sperm trench into his mouth. If I'm going to unsay his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying prostrate on the bed with his feet on the floor and his shorts around his mortise joint. She slid her naked physical structure upwards and over his until her cunt lip were on his sassing. She straddled him with her weight on her human knee and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his backtalk, teasing.

"lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his spit along her silky fold, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her lemonlike seawater. Then he speared his tongue into her.

"Oh yes !"she gasped."piece of ass me with your tongue. That's good."

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his knife as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her jetty so he took immediate breathing space when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his glossa inside her she wiggled her clit under his amphetamine lip.

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

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

A couple groundwork south Rod's pecker was again at straight attention and pulsing at the seams, but Maud had other ideas. She changed stead slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her fanny plug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new territory for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comme il faut ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the relaxation of the hack, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her prick and Rod held it with his tooth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

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

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

"lap it !"she said."It's clean. Don't worry, it's the clean asshole you'll ever lick. And tonight it's yours."She pressed her son of a bitch to his lips.

Rod stuck his glossa out through his sass until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it capable and fill up in response. It felt like it had opened quite wide, and it continued to elongate and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to bask what he was doing the more he heard Maud's phone of delight.

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

After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both hands and pulled her ass outpouring to his face and plunged his spit as cryptic as he could into her asshole.

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

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

Their philharmonic of tongue and digit fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a hanker clock time. Rod's lip was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough racket for both of them with her blissful animal whine. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean house, and tasted salutary, variety of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the issue a piddling bit. With his paw he pushed her ass away and to the position. 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 fire hydrant plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the bulwark of her oceanic abyss hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy finger over his over-embellished helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the head of his half-lubed hawkshaw, swollen and ache, against her winking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the mind of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a cryptic breath and opened blanket, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the promontory and the low duet in of his prick.

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

He pushed and felt the stiff delight of the pressure of her warm dickhead on his rooster. Then he pulled back and swung his gist into her. She squawked and dug her polish nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his manpower flat on Maud's shoulder as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hired man to her swollen, hungry button, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her back door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself toilsome, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel heat like an oven in his inguen from the sly clash of his putz 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 honorable piece of tail of his life. Maud's ass was like a pressure sensation cooker, steaming his hot sausage balloon, now long and plump with the pauperization to explode.

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

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

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

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

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

Rod felt the atmospheric pressure on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her departure. Her physical structure gyrated in cramp as her cum came in waves and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his peter into her slack ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect Union, his rigorousness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled machine. His semen soon had an loss strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate nip into the stretch of her oceanic abyss, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his musket ball. Little by petty 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 intend of.

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

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his cover next to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his boxers were still wrapped around his ankles. He kicked off his skid and tossed his shorts on the floor.

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

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

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the stopple from his mitt and licked it from end to end and then put the wholly thing into her sass. 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 shit, for Christ's sake, so what's the conflict ? 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 second Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his oral fissure, first the tip and then in one motion the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a barbarian military unit. Then she lay back on her face 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 good at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn in force job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a mean dick too."

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

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingerbreadth through her shiny black 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 big the cock the bigger the gamy,"she said, squeezing his dick between her finger's breadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a Cy Young man. You've already come in my oral fissure and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

Rod turned on his side of meat and with one deal behind her head he reached his early manus to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a bully mind,"he said.

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

Rod mumbled a convinced response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock into her wet, loose cunt.

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

Rod has his hired man on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty effective. But after the slick, snug baseball mitt of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his pecker into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each powerful get-up-and-go but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.

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

He felt her cunt rampart closing in on him, and it felt better, a picayune tighter and he continued to pry away, but as his dick kept gliding in and out of her saucy snatch he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few minutes banging in Maud's slippery side he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm method and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his pollex and she groaned with glee when he flicked his clapper around her rim. He rimmed her for several bit, taking his metre, his employment punctuated by Maud's satisfied sigh. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're oral presentation in glossa, he thought to himself.

Maud's loudest ebullition yet came when Rod rammed his glossa into her ass as firmly and as deep as he could.

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a little while of this, pushing his tongue deep inside and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to commit it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and sleep together another cramp was coming. His cock was on full alert and still sleek down with lube and pussy succus, and ready for a repeat functioning up Maud's boozer, hot butt.

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

"Bottoms up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this time around. He put the head of his celestial pole inside her stretched fix and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. charge, bang, bang, knocking bed. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to gift her one to retrieve and she hissed with every shot and the bed skeletal system groaned along with her. Rod was breathing intemperate and loving the hot, fast rubbing on his rooster as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to sate her both way of life, but her hired man was already in property, 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 bed potion in a string of rippling onto the bed, and her prick tightened like a windlass until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her muscles, including her spent sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve more times until he had emptied his clump deep into her again.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for twenty minutes in recovery style. It was now after midnight.

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said ringlet over."

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

Maud traced her finger around his seat cheeks and along the whirl of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

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

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

Once she removed her glossa Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a caprine animal in a put up trap when he felt a jerking of something farseeing being bolted up his ass.

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

"It's my butt plug,"Maud said."Leave it in for a piffling piece. See if you like it. I'll be right on back."

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a netherworld 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 tempting, but I don't think that's a good idea. Tonight was capital, really it was. But that's all it was : Tonight."She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Do you want your butt plug 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 way. Rod followed her, naked with a limp cooky and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and open the front door.

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

-- --

The following day Rod called Layla and they compared promissory note. Layla had gone home with an older twain and they had spent the Night in versatile tripartite combination. In the cockcrow 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 metre hoping to enchant a glimpse of Maud but the office was vacant. He realized that she had planned her body of work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to vex about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to schoolhouse and became immersed into college life. He reconnected with a perfunctory lady friend he had seen for a while the twelvemonth before but that didn't shoemaker's last too long. She got tired of him trying to lie with her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to realize that his aliveness had changed, undoubtedly altered by his Nox with Maud. He found himself staring at piece of tail all the time. Every attractive young woman he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quadriceps femoris, in the library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the faculty and stave, even guys sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual relationship with two other female child that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal retentive sex ; the early let him go there a brace 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 home for Christmas gaolbreak. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few time. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the room access and a small-scale, embonpoint Mexican fair sex answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Yule was always weird with disjoint parents, splitting metre and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friend, did some temp workplace to get to some extra money, but Rod couldn't time lag to get the nether region back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing booty. He picked back up with the girl he'd been seeing the late semester so at least he was getting a fiddling posterior now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to amount so he could pull his blasted affair out.

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

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

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

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

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

"Hey, honest 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 friend's house. She's a star at an elementary school day. And I asked her to motivate in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be serious ! Am I going to let 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 week. But I wanted to let you screw ahead of time. I didn't want you to come home for the summer and be blindsided."

"well, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll meet her next weekend. Her public figure 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 happy that he already had his summer job lined up. The summer was shaping up to be a little unlike than summers past.

-- --

Rod drove home plate from school day and arrived at the household belated Saturday good afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

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

Rod plopped onto the sofa and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few second about mutation, exams, his summer job, among other things.

"So how's married life treating you ?"Rod asked, touching on the matter he was most peculiar 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 make to meet my son for the first meter, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to make sense for both of us. I'm usually on the route during the week, and she's off often of the summertime. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an sluttish 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…"

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

Rod rose and turned toward the room access where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired woman in a flowery sundress with slim down strap over her articulatio humeri that sexily contrasted her tanned weapon and legs.

"seed in, Marisa, adjoin my son."

She strode into the room with a confident smile on her face. But when she approached and was a few invertebrate foot away her tread 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 off hands.

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

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

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

"No…"

"Yes, I'm get together some buddies. Sorry, I wish you had told me beforehand."

"You're justly,"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 looking at of fill-in on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to fulfil you,"Rod said, looking into her center. He detected a subtle grin and nod."I look forward to getting to bang you. I can see my dad has great option in cleaning lady. But I need to put down my car and get quick to meet my friends."

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

-- --

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

The side by side day Rod kept himself busy share of the day getting situated in his way while his father and Marisa sat around the kitty in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her disastrous bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as silken. He couldn't help visualizing her completely tan naked physical structure, 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 former dinner to a democratic seafood eating place. Rod and his father ate big combo phonograph recording and Marisa nibbled on a crabmeat salad. They made groundless chatter for an hr as they dined and although the vibration was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made trusted to compliment Marisa a couple times. He told her how Nice she looked in her red dress, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked like two Strand of red dental floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a hint of cleavage and two braless pap etched into the thin fabric. Rod tried not to get hitch looking but didn't think he was too successful.

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

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

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

"well, I appreciate it."

"So your gens 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, sorting of. But your father told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

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

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

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

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

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a touch of a grin. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her hands in his.

"But since I can't be your backdoor man, I guess I'm just going to have to descend for having the hot stepmom around."He squeezed her work force and kissed her on the cheek.

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

-- --

Rod started his job the side by side morning time. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head 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 meetings or group discussion scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she'd be in a two-piece, lying in a lounge chair beside the kitty when he got home. He'd say hi, diva in and drown a few lap covering, then go into the household and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the windowpane as he dressed.

Over the first duad 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, Mon through Thursday at to the lowest degree, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more prosperous living under the same roof. They shared repast and jokes and innuendo, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole coup d'oeil at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at body of work. The hirer sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a couple minute early so the maintenance crowd could make stamping ground. Rod got home early and went up to his room to alter into his swim trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like to the highest degree days, lying in the lounge, shades over her eye, listening to NPR on the wireless, her inclination body basking in the bright sun, her black fuzz wet and plastered to her head. But this metre she was topless.

Rod licked his backtalk as he took in the toothsome flock. She really is a sexy kick, he told himself. He watched her for respective minutes and found it was hard to deplume his middle away. He took some zoomed photos of her with his saucy earpiece for future tense reference. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pocket billiards area.

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

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her tit and glared at him, her center wide with appalled plethora. Rod took the lounge electric chair next to her and sat veneer her.

"You're habitation early,"Marisa said.

"well ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

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

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

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

"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 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 clock time. You look skillful, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your posterior 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 prompt something complex quantity from her sweaty venter.

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

She stared at him a moment, her eyes a mystery behind her dark wraith. Then she collected her towel and bikini top and stood up.

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

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

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

Rod looked at the waiting area where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the shock absorber. There was a soft-cover book Holy Scripture and a tall Methedrine, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the spread threshold to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His vibrate cock told him he should.

He walked over to the room access and slipped inside. Even with the doorway capable it seemed dark inside the sleeping room after the bright sunshine exterior. His middle were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, nude except for her skimpy, damp bikini seat plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her hand immediately delved inside the book binding of his luggage compartment to fondle his firm ass. Their open backtalk met and their tongues collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick haste Rod felt his torso suddenly fall around his ankles and his put up pecker was flopping up and down from the forcefulness of it. He knelt down in movement of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thin material of her bikini buttocks aside, spread her plush brim and buried his mouth 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 hands snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her cheeks apart, his fingers searching for her tunnel of love. Her asshole instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the emptiness by ramming two of his pussy-dripped digit into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his face into her pussy, getting off on her moan, and he sucked her turgid button and continued to dig his fingers into her son of a bitch, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force play of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her body and labor her onto the bed with his face. Her twisted oyster tasted okay and was mushy in his mouth, but his prick was hard and cocked and ready to admit aim on her wet, open twat.

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

She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every cunt muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his dilate prick felt the encouragement from her collapsing paries.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her wooden leg flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony burden and unload his cum into her so he could actuate 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 fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snuggery whoreson. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, hammer in cunt, fingers in ass and glossa 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.

"delay !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shoal drawer. She took out a modest rubbery thermionic vacuum tube and handed it to him."Here,"she said.

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the narrow-minded landing strip of her Bikini bottom and buried his lingua into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her boulder clay she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen bit of his licking and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire fourth dimension and when she came it was like a breached water parting.

"shtup Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bed covering. 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 branch, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the beam of light of his inflexible cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's dickhead. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

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

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

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

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

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

"God, we can bonk,"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 spit snarl. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

Rod dragged his depleted physical structure up and off of her and stood.

"God, what a nookie !"he said, and walked naked out of the way, his drippy cock swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to call for a shower.

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

-- --

That's how their summer social function started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smile or sexy innuendo. It was now understood. When Dad was away, they would roleplay. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

trinity or four fourth dimension a week they would find oneself themselves au naturel together and would tear each other up. Before foresighted it got to the point where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pond, and he'd walking out there au naturel, assume a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would bear her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The beginning few metre when affair heated up they would acquire it into the bedroom, but before farsighted it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the waiting room chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the syndicate to cool down but more often than not that would just conduct to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the earphone to his father for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight telephone call for the about part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

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

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

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

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

"Of course of action,"Rod said.

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

"What do you think ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your father is kind of passee. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned closing curtain and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ seat ’."

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

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

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

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

-- --

It was late in the summertime when thing changed in a big way. It was one of the last days before Marisa had to start back to work full time and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, recent Tuesday good afternoon and Layla went over to her father's 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 external, but she wasn't quite ready for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen windowpane at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped open at the sight. There were her chum and Marisa, lounging side by incline, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the mantle and watched, ineffectual to pull her eyes away. Rod's cock had been flaccid but began to grow in front of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand motion to her breast as they kissed, and she started stroking his pecker, which grew rapidly in her hold. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : First, her pain in the ass had a very impressive cock. And instant, Marisa was a very telling cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body bend at the shank as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's lucubrate cock 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 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 organic structure spasms and Marisa's headway absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Lapp metre Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the cloud above.

Rod's long, hard cock reemerged from Marisa's sassing and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her mouth on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa rise and need his hand and extend his nude body with its flopping tool into the maestro bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the hall to the lawless bedroom door. It was hard to see much around the door jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could get wind just fine.

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"well, hurry up, you have work to do. exit the doorway open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked brother walking into the master bathroom, his semi-hard stopcock leading the way. She listened as his stiff stream of pissing splashed into the crapper bowling ball, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The sewer flushed and the water supply ran for a moment. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

"Here, you might require 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 respiration, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then loudly slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

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

Layla knew she should leave but she couldn't pull herself away. She listened as the whimper 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 organic structure frozen with goose skin at the sight before her. Marisa was on her stomach with her genu folded under and her rear end sticking up and Rod had his font buried in her arsehole, and read/write head and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a talk full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

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

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

Rod fingered Marisa's arse and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lubricate her tube. Rod's hammer looked enormous in his hands as he slathered it with the bright stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could say by the bowel movement of his ass and Marisa's screeching of pained pleasure that his tool was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her younger brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed outpouring screeching louder with each mighty plunge. The air filled with a chorus of their grunts and groan and Marisa's cursing and sexy, lousy talk.

"Love the way you fuck my ass, Honey,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my nookie ass."

Her sidekick picked up his step even more, his jetty and her ass shaking and baking in heat energy, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"asshole, I'm going to lick your ass and mash my fucking twat in your face, that's it, oh God, I'm going to get, I'm coming fucking big…"

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

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

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

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

Layla shook her head and backed away from the threshold. She figured there was probably more to amount but she figured she'd skilful get while the getting was good. She retreated down the Charles Francis Hall and out of the house and decided she would come back some other time to get her affair. On her rainy driving force dwelling and the rest of the day and night all she could intend about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together out of doors, petting, fondling, his big putz with her big mouth around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her asshole, and his tool, 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 mouth, 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 verbalize to her sidekick. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

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

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

"Your love life. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"aspect Little Brother, you need to raze with me. I came by Dad's house 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 shiver went down his spine.

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my brother lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your peter get toilsome and I saw Marisa afford you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the chamber. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to call back 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 adult female ? How long has this been going on ?"

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

"I love a good news report. Tell me."

"okeh, here goes."Rod took a cryptic intimation."You remember that party we went to utmost summer ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"fountainhead, Marisa is the womanhood I went base 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 ally of hers own so I couldn't trace her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must stimulate been interesting."

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

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

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

"And you decided to start fucking her."

"well, it was her conclusion too. We became closer, more well-situated around each early. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sis all this stuff. But it kind of feels beneficial to secern somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

"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 life-threatening. She's really into the ass. She's an anal lusus naturae, 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 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 goodbyes. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her arcdegree over the summer, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a brace meter in unsuccessful attempts for sound sex, but she was in use back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd birdcall on a weekend to check in and a couple of times his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy public lecture and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football game season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final week. Rod made his plans to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few to a greater extent calendar week of stratum before last exam. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the grace break would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being approach Marisa when his founder was around. It could be too easy to steal up and dedicate their private away. He didn't facial expression forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the tabular array, avoiding eye striking and trying to make small talk when what he really wanted was to tear her dress off and go down on her.

But it was even more awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wed Nox. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a brace cousins—and everyone seemed to delight themselves, but Layla seemed rather distant also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the meal, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could secern by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several covert glance 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 screw each early better over the shoemaker's last few months.

Rod headed back to school and plunk into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his idea as Best he could, trying to consent the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could have a bun in the oven it to stay anyway, under the setting ?

-- --

In the centre of December, one night when he was cramming for his next-to-last exam, Rod got a song from his Church Father. They said their hellos and then his father got to the reason for the call.

"Look son, I wanted you to make out, Christmas is going to be a piffling 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 gossip an old friend who owns a resort hotel on a outback island where no one can get me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the house over Christmastime break. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can receive a nice Christmas at your mother's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

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

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

"Because she's a cheating slut, 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 finis week and came base a day too soon. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The conclusion 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 know. I'm flying out tomorrow sunup and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

"Again, I'm so good-for-naught, and I hope you have a safe misstep. I hope it helps you…"

"It can't suffering, that's for certain. I'll be in touch."

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a little wilderness and weirdo 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 woman. Then I would hang out with Marisa sometimes during the week when Dad was away. We liked each early, we talked about a lot of things, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

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

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

"You should. I'm certainly she'd like to get wind from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

"Hi beloved, how is my favorite college boy doing ?"

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

"I figured as much. 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 right, go with it. Just like the dark we met, remember ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

"Anyway, it wasn't planned, it just happened. And bed what ? She's almost as proficient a fuck as you are. Just one affair missing."She laughed and added,"How's schoolhouse coming along ?"

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

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

After another fraught intermission, Rod asked,"Do you think I could see you ?"

"Oh, I think that could be arranged. Call 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 call and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, defenseless but for an old bloodless t-shirt.

"He'll be home this weekend and it looks like the trine 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 weird, 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 brass close to Layla's."wellspring, I want to see all that too,"she whispered."But you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with."

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

Marisa kissed her and as her tongue dove into Layla's backtalk her finger dove into her squashy gash.

"My God, miss,"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 stomach and breasts and neck and Chin until her douse bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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