BOTTOM FEEDERS

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

Rod had called his sister on the earphone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their several colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a class older and entering her aged class, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his don. They were both ready to run the household dramatic event and get back to schoolhouse 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. recollect them ?"

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

The Lyons lived nearby their Church Father's rest home, in a big house on almost an acre of soil, with a large, screened-in swimming kitty. They were known to experience a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild parties where anything goes, and their guests would come up expecting to mingle, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of raging, mad fucking and sexual experiment was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a degenerate. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a calendar 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 path. But I can't go alone. Only twosome are invited. The party convention are pretty simple : impart a partner and a feeding bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the recommendation of a friend at oeuvre. I hear they're searching for some young blood."

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

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some older stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a slight after and we'll mind over together. And remember it's a consortium party. picture off that trunk of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look expectant, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in Edward Douglas White Jr. drawers and a ornate hangman's rope top which showed off her tanned arm and legs, and of form her cute butt and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking kids. Rod was marvellous and inclination and wore cargo shorts and an Indigofera tinctoria batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked fix for a summertime party.

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

They drove separate cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front doorway by Lita First Council of Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the party, who wore a red, White person and blue one-piece swimming suit that was brassy wet and clung like glue to her petite torso and enormous mammilla. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

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

They walked out back and found the party already in full moon golf stroke. There was a buzz in the air, a brilliant hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad organic structure. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a convenient dapple nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their addict signal flag fly. article of clothing were coming off and various physical structure voice were coming out. There were yoke in the pool getting friendly and frisky with other span, mixing mates. There were small mathematical group scattered around the declamatory screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two woman were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the piss in front of them with their faces glued to their genitals. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded snatch and the two cleaning lady grinded their kitty into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

Rod recognized a fair sex at the far end of the terrace. It was a woman who had lived a pair doors down from them when they were adolescent. 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 clam. Looks like you got here too recent, Rod."

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim red-header in a black Bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her hubby Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the other side of meat of Bob, who had a mitt 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 veracious back. She had to detect 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 min. They made idle chatter for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again instauration were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to hold off a couple minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the eldritch scene. voice and euphony had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the moment. By the time he'd sire his boozing he looked at the far end of the terrace where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One mates was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the other mates was much unseasoned, maybe in their mid-to-late 20. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The Pres Young attractive brunet's head was in the lap of the senior, balding man, and his turncock was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his right wing and an attractive older adult female 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 buck private,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with jet-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny loudness. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic trunk and a tasty-shaped bum. She wore a frayed, shortly blue denim wench that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the stiff nipples of her firm, medium-sized boob reached out for him from behind her snowy 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 fart's face ! That girl may be youth but she must be one blaze of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué language coming from this attractive, older woman. But it was kind of an twinkling, 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 unlike. And maybe that something could be him.

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

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

"first base time for me."

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

"21,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to look him over for the number 1 prison term and liked what she saw : Tall, well-favored, with a mop of beach boy blond hair on his fountainhead, liberal shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your epithet ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

"Pleased to come across you as well."They shook manus 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 instruction,"he said.

Her middle lingered on his for a here and now. 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 chill and goose pimple broke out on his weapon as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't poster. He was suddenly skittish because this hot, bland sr. woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as very much at repose as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to come along too nervous as he filled a deoxyephedrine with ice and poured it good of Stoli. He squeezed a lime wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were soundless for a few mo 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 brace a few feet away.

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his crapulence with rum and they headed into the house. The life way and family elbow room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an bureau at the position of the business firm. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love derriere facing the al-Qur'an. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close up together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's perfume for the first sentence. She smelled mythical. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about aroma 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 drinkable. 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 somebody. She's not really my girlfriend. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who'd you come with ?"

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

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."well, let's see. There's a household company going on. You're immature and bounteous and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you cerebrate ?"

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

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

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

Rod's eyes were like soft wild blue yonder shaft of light penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an instantaneous her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their oral cavity meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's weapon surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their natural language mashed deep into their lip as their workforce 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 natural language back."I know a place we can go."

She rose and took his hand. She led him out a face threshold and down the drive and they walked swiftly without Book up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a blasphemous sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"okey, keep up me. It's only a ten min thrust, a private office out by the lake."She paused for a second and felt a shiver."Give me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her skirt till it was heyday against her privates."look that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"look how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

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

"flavour that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my butt hype, holding your smear. You get to withdraw it out."

She kissed him and her glossa peacenik deeply into his backtalk and then right back out.

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the abstract of his tool through the fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the steering wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come closer. He put his forearms on the spread out window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the railway locomotive 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, erotic former 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 blaze is this fair sex ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in pit did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After respective international mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake Road was a six Roman mile loop around the large, kidney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another left field and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in front end of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five HP outboard motor on a poke parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her paint in her hired hand and Rod followed her to the face door. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her short-change bird as she walked in front of him and pictured the male plug up her ass where his handwriting had just been.

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

"No,"she said."It belongs to Quaker. They don't use it a good deal 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 discover onto a tabular array by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their organic structure were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her pap against his chest and his inguen against hers. She took his mitt and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one large room with a pocket-size kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the early. There was also a loft above the living region and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

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

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

"Yes."

"good,"she said, rubbing his turncock."Because I can't wait to nurse this affair. Be right back."She went into the can and closed the door.

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

She was completely au naturel. The only matter on her trunk was a five o'clock shadow of pubic whisker above her moistness pussy. Rod could not conceive his good fortune as he took in the spate of her gorgeous body, its sexy distance and leanness, her perk mamilla, slim waist and taut tummy. Her skin was deeply bronzed from boldness to feet without a 1 tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your 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 clapper over his mamilla and down over his categoric venter as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her fingers inside the pliant waistband of his underpants and yanked his trunks down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee kettle of fish was already glistening with expectation.

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

Rod leaned back on his custody and gently swung his seawall into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her hand were under his butt cheek, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut idle with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to make out too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was queasy to get on to other matter too.

She had his whole dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her vacuum sups and pushed his putz into her pharynx. He dug his hands into her shoulder joint and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually out of the question.

This went on for several bit : Rod's moan and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his hands and seawall in supple sync with her hands and backtalk as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of seminal fluid were delivered, each less than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to snog him with his cum oozing from the corners of her mouth. She put her undetermined mouth on his and pushed her glossa into him, shoving his invigorated sperm cell oceanic abyss into his mouth. If I'm going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his feet on the floor and his shorts around his articulatio talocruralis. She slid her naked body up and over his until her snatch sassing were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her knee and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her goose around his lips, teasing.

"lap me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky folds, tasting her, his sass slowly filling with her tangy brine. 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 tongue as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took quick breathing time when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his natural language inside her she wiggled her clit under his speed lip.

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

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

A couple metrical foot south Rod's dick was again at straight care and impulse at the seams, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her son of a bitch was against his oral fissure. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her seat plug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new soil for Rod but he didn't want to fathom like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the rim that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the relaxation of the wad, four or five column 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 rima oris."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

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

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

After a few 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 hired man and pulled her ass flush to his face and plunged his tongue as cryptic as he could into her asshole.

"Oh God, yes !"she groaned, and grinded her ass into his look, 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 digit into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's fingerbreadth were stroking her clit in conjunction with his.

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

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

Rod decided to pressure the issue a short bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her equipoise and he pushed her down onto the bed following to him and rolled on top of her, his face second power with hers. The target cud plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her cocksucker, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the glibness within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy finger's breadth over his purpurate helmet and up and down his diaphysis. He put the school principal of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her bastard. Maud took a bass breath and opened all-inclusive, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the first couple inch of his dick.

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

He pushed and felt the tight delight of the pressure of her warm asshole on his pecker. Then he pulled back and get around his meat into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands flat on Maud's shoulder as he fucked her, and her consistency moved in concert with his, her get, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clitoris, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her back door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself tough, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could sense heating plant like an oven in his groin from the slick friction of his dick scraping the walls of her soapy 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, hold open it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to come up big…I always do when I'm assfucked."

Rod suddenly realized he was having the best fuck of his life history. Maud's ass was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage balloon, now long and plump with the want to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hang-up of their bodies and each drilling of his shtup into her anchor.

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

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

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

Rod felt the pressing on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her dead body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in waves and her fountainhead shook side-to-side. He rammed his gumshoe into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect union, his stiffness 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 gumshoe felt like an surcharge circle when it blew.

As his ejaculate barb into the stretch of her oceanic abyss, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his glob. Little by picayune he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his jet were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

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

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

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his back side by side to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his shorts were still wrapped around his ankles. He kicked off his shoes and tossed his boxershorts on the floor.

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

Rod wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the fanny quid from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her trunk onto her face to front him.

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

He shook his principal, laughing. She took the hype from his hired man and licked it from end to end and then put the whole affair into her mouth. 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. fellate it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a puritan. You've already licked my asshole, for the Nazarene's sake, so what's the departure ? I want to see you suck it."

Rod looked at her and her centre burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the cigaret plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one motion the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage strength. Then she lay back on her side of meat facing him with her deal on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked putz ?"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 commodity at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn good job sucking my clit. I bet you could blow a mean peter too."

Maud couldn't avail but bill that Rod's stopcock was again fully erected in her hand.

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingers through her shiny fateful 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 hammer the bigger the high,"she said, squeezing his cock between her fingers."Ah, it must be fun to be a Pres 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 question he reached his other deal to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a smashing thought,"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 butt and slid his cock into her wet, release 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 hands on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snug glove of her arsehole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his pecker into a mire, slapdash void. He grunted with each herculean push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could sense nothing.

"Squeeze 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 little tighter and he continued to intrude away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy snatch he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few minutes banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no finisher 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 gleefulness when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for respective minutes, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's fulfill sigh. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

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

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his clapper with every plunge into it. After a unawares while of this, pushing his lingua trench inside and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an aching in his cheeks and jaw and knew another muscle spasm was coming. His shaft was on full alarum and still slick with lubricant and cunt juice, and ready for a repetition carrying into action up Maud's riotous, hot butt.

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

"tooshie up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no sentence Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. strike, bang, charge, knocking rear. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to sacrifice her one to commemorate and she hissed with every slam and the bed framing groaned along with her. Rod was breathing toilsome and loving the hot, tight rubbing on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both elbow room, but her hand was already in plaza, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a impact. 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 strand of wavelet onto the bed, and her asshole tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her sinew, including her spent sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve More meter until he had emptied his balls deep into her again.

-- --

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

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

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roll over."

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

Maud traced her finger around his butt cheeks and along the go 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 clapper 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 minute he felt her smooth, wet spit slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The same tongue that had been on his cock and in his mouth was now up his ass.

Once she removed her lingua Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a butt in a accept trap when he felt a jolt of something farseeing being bolted up his ass.

"Holy nooky !"he yelled,"What the snake pit ?"

"It's my butt jade,"Maud said."Leave it in for a petty patch. See if you like it. I'll be mightily back."

Then she walked to the john and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a perdition of a Nox, Rod, but I have to be going."

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

"Can I see you again ? I don't have to head back to school for a few more days."

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

"Do you need your butt stopple back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

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

Maud got up and walked out of the way. Rod followed her, naked with a limp cookie and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and open the social movement door.

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

-- --

The next day Rod called Layla and they compared notes. Layla had gone home with an elder couple and they had spent the night in various three-way combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the next few days Rod drove chisel by the cabin a few clip hoping to capture a coup d'oeil of Maud but the piazza was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her programme to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and produce what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to worry about some potty college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to school and became immersed into college life. He reconnected with a casual lady friend he had seen for a while the yr 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 actualise that his lifespan had changed, undoubtedly altered by his Nox with Maud. He found himself staring at asses all the clip. Every attractive missy he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quad, in the library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Sami with the module and staff, even bozo sometimes. He began to enquire if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to consume a sexual relationship with two early girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal retentive sex ; the other let him go there a couple times grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Yule happy chance. Again he tug by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the room access and a lowly, plump out Mexican fair sex answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas Day was always unearthly with divorced parents, splitting sentence and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some Quaker, did some temporary worker work to make some extra money, but Rod couldn't time lag to get the Hell back to school.

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

Toward the end of the semester his Fatherhood 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 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, good for you, Dad. It's about fourth dimension you got back in the saddle. How long has this been going on ?"

"I met her a few months ago at a friend's house. She's a principal at an elementary school. And I asked her to go in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be severe ! Am I going to sustain 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 calendar week. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn't want you to derive home for the summertime and be blindsided."

"Well, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove home from school day and arrived at the house late Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His Fatherhood was in the family room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, suave sailing."

"That's good. 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 minute about variation, exam, his summer job, among other things.

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

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his Padre said with a gag."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some fourth dimension today at the club and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to lavish and get herself prepare to meet my son for the low gear time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to make gumption for both of us. I'm usually on the route during the week, and she's off much of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sun and use the syndicate, so it was an easy decision. And she's pretty cool down, 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 Old Nick,"his begetter interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired woman in a flowery sundress with lean shoulder strap over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned coat of arms and stage.

"semen in, Marisa, receive my son."

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

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

"Nice to play 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 plight them and ran on about how great it was that they were all together and what a great summer it would be. Then he said he was going to take the three of them out to dinner.

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

"No…"

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

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

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

"It's my pleasure to cope with you,"Rod said, looking into her optic. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has great choice in womanhood. But I need to unload my car and get fix to meet my friends."

He had no plans early than to get the shag out of that house.

-- --

After he moved his stuff and nonsense into his old bedroom 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 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 brace 60 minutes staring at the lake and imbibition beer. It was late when he drove home.

The following day Rod kept himself meddlesome part of the day getting situated in his way while his father and Marisa sat around the pocket billiards in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the windowpane every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her pitch blackness bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as flowing. He couldn't assistance visualizing her totally tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his hawkshaw inside her, and his tongue in her backtalk and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought process of it.

They went out for an early dinner to a pop seafood eatery. Rod and his father ate big jazz band record and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made idle yakety-yak for an time of day as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more unlax. Rod made certain to congratulate Marisa a brace multiplication. He told her how nice she looked in her red garb, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked wish two string of red dental floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a lead of segmentation and two braless tit etched into the melt off fabric. Rod tried not to get grab looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The next day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacture plant and bring precaution of all the paperwork for his summertime 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 time 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 line. I wouldn't want to burst 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 chance you. Or bother you."

"Yes, kind of. But your forefather told me your epithet was Rich, not Rod."

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

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

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

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

"I knew you were a innate,"she said softly, with a tactile sensation of a smile. 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 stimulate to conciliate for having the hottest stepmom around."He squeezed her hired man and kissed her on the cheek.

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

-- --

Rod started his job the following morning. He would work on till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the syndicate for a quick swim to review. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had get together or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she'd be in a two-piece, lying in a lounge chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, nose dive in and swim a few laps, then go into the house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first couplet Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the distance and gradually relaxed and became more easy living under the Saami cap. They shared meals and laugh and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer proletarian home a couple hours early so the care crowd could have repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to transfer into his drown shorts. Like any other day he peeked down at the puddle. There she was, like most days, lying in the couch, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean body basking in the brilliant sun, her inkiness hair wet and plastered to her heading. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his rim as he took in the delicious mountain. She really is a sexy kick, he told himself. He watched her for several instant and found it was hard to pull his eyes away. He took some zoom photos of her with his smart phone for future point of 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 eyes must give been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio receiver. He sauntered over and when he was a few base away he made a brassy coughing noise. Marisa's consistence started and she scrambled to see her bra on the mesa next to her.

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her chest and glared at him, her middle wide with shocked embarrassment. Rod took the waiting area hot seat next to her and sat lining her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"wellspring ?"

"Well what ?"she asked, her mitt clutched on the Bikini top covering her tits.

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"Well, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her expression 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 two-piece top. He tried to pull it away but Marisa held it tight.

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

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the sparkling in her optic behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her grip on the fragile 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 sentence. You look good, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt hype 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 imaginary from her sweaty stomach.

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

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

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French doors to the professional chamber and disappeared inside. The doorway was left halfway give behind her.

Rod looked at the couch where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its opinion left in the shock. There was a paperback book and a improbable glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the spread room access to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickled cock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed sinister inside the bedroom after the smart sunlight exterior. His optic 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 derriere plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open weapon system around her and her helping hand immediately delved inside the rachis of his trunks to fondle his house ass. Their open lips met and their tongues collided in a coherent mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the material of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick haste Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankle joint and his erected cock was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in forepart of her, his nose an column inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thin material of her Bikini bottom aside, spread her alcoholic rim and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his pilus and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hands snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her cheek apart, his finger searching for her tunnel of lovemaking. Her asshole instantly dilated at his spot, so Rod filled the nullity by ramming two of his pussy-dripped finger into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his aspect into her puss, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her intumescent clit and continued to grind his finger into her cocksucker, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her genitalia compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his face. Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his oral fissure, but his shaft was firmly and cocked and ready to engage aim on her wet, open up twat.

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

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

Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to put out his stony onus and put down 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 finger into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her sensual clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snuggery asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their trunk were a beast duo that shook as one, and he was as enter into her as he could be, cock in twat, fingers in ass and tongue in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the inwardness of the bed.

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

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

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

"fuck christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would have to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his genu behind her, between her wooden leg, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal sum into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of his inflexible cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his perch at her hole.

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

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

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

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

He finally did. Her body trembled and her asshole loosened around his drained member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roster out of her dickhead as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck opening and sucked her earlobe into his rima oris.

"God, we can have intercourse,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her oral fissure and kissed her, roughly at firstly, but it soon morphed into a retentive, loving natural language maze. When the buss finally ended their faces broke into spacious smiles.

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

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the way, his drippy pecker swinging between his second joint, and upstairs to conduct a shower.

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

-- --

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

triplet or four clip a calendar week they would determine themselves naked together and would pull each early up. Before tenacious it got to the point where Rod would get base from employment and Marisa would be sunbathing bare out by the pool, and he'd walk out there naked, take a dip in the puddle and then lie in the waiting area beside her. They would tattle innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would depart to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her manus wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her oral fissure. The first few times when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her twat right on the lounge death chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd saltation into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just direct to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the phone to his sire for various arcminute while she stroked his peter. It was the normal goodnight telephone set call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a moan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel shamed ?"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 take sense ?"

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

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

"Of course of study,"Rod said.

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

"What do you mean ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your father is kind of demode. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned close and said,"stress on the ‘ arse ’."

"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 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 finale days before Marisa had to start back to put to work full meter and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

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

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

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand motility to her white meat as they kissed, and she started stroking his dick, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the view unfold : first gear, her infliction had a very impressive cock. And instant, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body bending at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged peter 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 jetty was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of mo she heard her brother groan and go into body spasms and Marisa's principal absorbed his tremor as he came. At about the same time Rod was pouring his ejaculate into the back of Marisa's pharynx, pelting 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 lip on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, candy kiss. She then saw Marisa wage increase and take his hand and lead his au naturel body with its flopping cock into the master bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"fountainhead, hurry up, you have work to do. leave behind the threshold spread, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her au naturel buddy walking into the master bathtub, his semi-hard prick leading the way. She listened as his warm stream of pissing splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the piss ran for a moment. 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 base and was afraid to peek. Then it started. outset there was backbreaking breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then loud slurping and smacking of mouth on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, piece of ass yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her torso frozen with gooseflesh at the sight before her. Marisa was on her abdomen with her knee folded under and her butt joint sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her asshole, and header and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a oral fissure 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 unit, big, hard fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's whoreson and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's prick looked enormous in his work force as he slathered it with the shiny stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could tell by the movement of his ass and Marisa's belly laugh of anguish pleasure that his dick was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"love the way you fuck my ass, honey,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my backtalk. In my cunt. In my fucking ass."

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

"doodly-squat, I'm going to puzzle out your ass and butterfly my fucking puss in your cheek, that's it, oh God, I'm going to add up, I'm coming fucking big…"

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

Her quakes 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 head on his knee joint. Her grimace was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could differentiate by her angle and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her caput and backed away from the doorway. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd adept get while the getting was good. She retreated down the entrance hall and out of the house and decided she would amount back some former time to get her things. On her rainy thrust abode and the rest of the day and nighttime all she could think about was her Brother and Marisa, lying naked together exterior, kissing, fondling, his big cock with her big mouth around it. And his knife, on her ass, in her bunghole, and his dick, 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 lecture to her brother. 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 ?"

"Look Little Brother, you need to level with me. I came by Dad's house yesterday afternoon to pick up some of my stuff and happened to peek out the windowpane 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 naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your shaft get severe and I saw Marisa render you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the bedroom. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to conceive she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

"Ah, geez, I can't believe this. Please don't 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 sort of a retentive story."

"I love a good fib. Tell me."

"Okay, here goes."Rod took a mystifying breath."You remember that company we went to cobbler's last summertime ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"Well, Marisa is the cleaning lady I went home 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 booster of hers own so I couldn't tincture her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must hold been interesting."

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

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

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

"And you decided to jump fucking her."

"Well, it was her determination too. We became closer, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that dark we had, and…"

"And what ?"

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

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the netherworld are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

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

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couple sentence in unsuccessful attempt for earpiece sex, but she was busy back at body of work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing bum. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to tick in and a pair of times his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy lecture and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final examination weeks. Rod made his design to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to schooltime for a few more weeks of division before concluding test. Then there would be the Christmastime break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving suspension would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being near Marisa when his Father-God was around. It could be too soft to slip up and break their arcanum away. He didn't flavour forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact lens and trying to crap belittled talk when what he really wanted was to pluck her clothes off and go down on her.

But it was even to a greater extent awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Midweek night. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a fortune to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to love themselves, but Layla seemed rather upstage 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 secernate by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected respective screen glimpses between them. The succeeding day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to have it away each other well over the net few months.

Rod headed back to schooltime and plunk into his finis few weeks. He put Marisa out of his nous as best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right judgement could wait it to continue anyway, under the consideration ?

-- --

In the heart of December, one night when he was cramming for his junior exam, Rod got a call option from his father. They said their hello and then his father got to the grounds for the call.

"Look son, I wanted you to be intimate, Christmas is going to be a minuscule different this year."

"What do you mean ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can last out at the house over Christmas respite. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Christmas at your female parent's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

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

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

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

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some get together canceled last week and came menage a day early. I heard a racket in my bedchamber and there they were, both eating snatch 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 intellect. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to fuck. I'm flying out tomorrow morning and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a picayune wild and mad around here lately."

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

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

After a here and now of muteness, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the like charwoman !"

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first off ring.

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

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

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

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

"If it feels right, go with it. Just like the Night we met, remember ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another meaning suspension, Rod asked,"Do you retrieve 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 denim of his jeans.

Marisa ended the outcry and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, naked but for an old Caucasian 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 change state me on."

"Oh God, I don't know. It's variety of Wyrd, you know ?"

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her brass ending 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 spit dove into Layla's backtalk her fingers dove into her soggy gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her matte onto her binding. 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 souse bare snatch was kissing Marisa's lips.

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