BOTTOM FEEDERS

"Hey, Layla, are you busybodied Saturday Night ? Rod asked.

Rod had called his sister on the telephone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a twelvemonth older and entering her senior twelvemonth, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both set up to break loose the family dramatic event and get back to school 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 baby for a date ?"

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

"The Lyon ? You mean the swinger ? What, are they having another one of their wild sex parties ? And you want to take up me ? What, are you some kind of pervert ?"

The Second Council of Lyons lived nearby their father's household, in a big house on almost an acre of Land, with a enceinte, screened-in swimming pond. They were known to accept a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally switch wild parties where anything goes, and their guests would come expecting to unify, swing and trade. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the intention and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our disjoined agency. But I can't go alone. solely couples are invited. The party rules are reasonably dim-witted : bestow a partner and a bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look great, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a ornate balancer top which showed off her tan arms and legs, and of course her cute butt and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking Thomas Kyd. Rod was tall and lean and wore cargo shorts and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summertime party.

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

They drove separate gondola 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 home. They were greeted at the presence door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the party, who wore a red, blank and blue one-piece swim lawsuit that was trashy wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being upstage neighbor, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

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

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

Some of the Edgar Albert Guest were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of wearable were coming off and diverse body constituent were coming out. There were couples in the syndicate getting friendly and kittenish with early twosome, mixing mates. There were small groups scattered around the large screened-in sphere, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two women were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the piddle in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two women grinded their twat 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 duad doors down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many days 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 sawbuck. Looks like you got here too tardily, Rod."

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

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."Feel free to mingle. We're all here to meet hoi polloi and exposit our roach of influence…among other matter !"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 same time and waved. He was at the far end of the pool with his girl and another couple.

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

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

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his supporter said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a melanize bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the early position 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 observe a bathroom."

"She's hot. Does she do little girl ?"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 bit. They made idle chatter for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again creation were made all around. Soon Rod's potable was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to waitress a couple minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the weird scene. spokesperson and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the prison term he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the patio where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One dyad was older, perhaps in their fifty, and the other couple was much untested, maybe in their mid-to-late mid-twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunet's school principal was in the lap of the senior, balding man, and his prick was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his right hand and an attractive aged womanhood was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked delicately. She was maybe fortyish, with pitchy hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a lustrous glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a sparse, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, brusque blue jean dame that barely housed the top one-half of her tilt second joint, and the rigid mamilla of her business firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her White person tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could imagine of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grin on that old fart's human face ! That female child may be Edward Young but she must be one hell of a cocksucker."

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

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

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

"offset clock time for me."

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

"twenty-one,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to look him over for the starting time time and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blonde hair on his head, spacious shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your public figure ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to forgather you, Maud."

"Pleased to cope with 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 oculus lingered on his for a import. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might salve my wish for later. Right now I'll settle for a swallow. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a chill and goose bump broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't poster. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, smooth older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him experience at informality, at least as a good deal at ease as he was able of at the instant. He tried not to seem too nervous as he filled a methamphetamine with ice and poured it to the full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime hydrate hero sandwich and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

"To a hot summertime nighttime,"she said with a snicker, raising her glass.

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

They were mute for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his champion and he saw that his Sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, revive conversation with another couple a few infantry away.

"Do you want to try to retrieve someplace where we can sit down ? Get away from the interference, slow down 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 find oneself a seat."

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the house. The keep elbow room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an spot at the side of the theater. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a making love tooshie facing the script. Maud flipped on a humble mesa lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a puff of air of Maud's perfume for the first time. She smelled fabulous. 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 party with anyone ?"Maud asked.

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

"And she's okay with this ?"

"She's okeh. I checked her out a few bit 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 thinker if some of the fair sex come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not adequate charwoman. So I came to tally 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 good-looking and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you think ?"

"I like. Sorry if I seem a petty skittish. 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 deglutition with her fingerbreadth and sucked the liquor off of it."So Rod, separate me. What did you occur to this party looking for ?"

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

Rod's optic were similar indulgent wild blue yonder rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an moment her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their natural language collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a self-colored two moment. Their tongues mashed deep into their backtalk as their paw roamed over all new dominion and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's cock hardened.

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

She rose and took his hired man. She led him out a slope doorway and down the drive and they walked swiftly without word of honor up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a blue sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"okeh, adopt me. It's only a ten minute cause, a individual place out by the lake."She paused for a bit and felt a shiver."pass on me your handwriting,"she said softly, and pulled his hired man up and under the front man of her bird cashbox it was affluent against her crotch."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hired man and put it up under the back of her doll. She pressed the tips of his fingers against her asshole.

"look that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my cigaret stopper, holding your slur. You get to pick out it out."

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

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her manus strongly against the scheme of his cock through the fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come closer. He put his forearms on the give windowpane and leaned in. She put her sass to his again and took another sense of taste of his tongue for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the engine roared to life story. 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 honest-to-goodness 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 nether region is this woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in inferno did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

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

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the front room access. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her shortsighted annulus as she walked in presence of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his hired man 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 add up here when it's not rented."

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

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

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

"Are you gear up for a great opus of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

"trade good,"she said, rubbing his dick."Because I can't wait to take up this affair. Be rectify back."She went into the bath and closed the door.

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

She was completely nude. The alone affair on her body was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and leanness, her perked nipples, slim down waistline and tight breadbasket. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to fundament without a individual tan line anywhere, not even from a doughnut or a wrist watch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

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

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless chest and traced her spit over his nipples and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her fingers inside the pliant cincture of his underpants and yanked his short circuit down to his mortise joint. His thick, erected cock 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 rim and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her natural language along the eight potent inch of it."cum in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his bulwark into her, fucking her back talk as she sucked him. Her hands were under his fanny brass, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to issue forth too soon. He wanted to protract what was happening as long as he could. But he was queasy to get on to other things too.

She had his whole pecker in her oral cavity and he could palpate her tongue massaging his rotating shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in sentence with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacancy sups and pushed his cock into her pharynx. He dug his hands into her shoulders and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually inconceivable.

This went on for various arcminute : Rod's moans and Maud's slurps punctuating their trend, his men and groin in supple sync with her hands and sassing as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of cum were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy turncock, slick magazine with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the box of her mouth. She put her open oral fissure on his and pushed her spit into him, shoving his reinvigorated sperm cell deep into his mouth. If I'm going to live with his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying 2-dimensional on the bed with his feet on the base and his boxershorts around his ankles. She slid her raw body upward and over his until her pussy lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her knees and sat on his look. Gently she swirled her cuckoo around his mouth, teasing.

"poke me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky plication, tasting her, his sass slowly filling with her sourish brine. Then he speared his spit into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his lingua as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took speedy breaths when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his knife inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper lip.

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

With her clit resting on the book binding of his glossa, Rod curled his lip around her tight tool. 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 line of Maud's moans and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A twain understructure south Rod's hawkshaw was again at straight attention and pulsing at the line, but Maud had former ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her tooshie plug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new district for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his dentition onto the rim that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the respite of the plug, four or five column inch, gradually emerged from her son of a bitch and Rod held it with his teeth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

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

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

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

Rod stuck his lingua out through his back talk until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and close up in reception. It felt like it had opened quite spacious, and it continued to stretch and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to delight 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 have a bun in the oven it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thigh with both bridge player and pulled her ass peak to his face and plunged his tongue as cryptical as he could into her asshole.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rod slipped a finger's breadth into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slick within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his despicable fingers over his majestic helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the oral sex of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her nictation rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the principal of his cock against her shit. Maud took a abstruse intimation and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the firstly duad inch of his tool.

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

He pushed and felt the tight delectation of the pressure of her warm asshole on his cock. Then he pulled back and swung his nitty-gritty 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 berm as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his dick 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 gruelling, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could sense heat like an oven in his jetty from the slick friction of his tool scraping the rampart of her sebaceous mother fucker 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 back 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 substantially fuck of his animation. Maud's ass was like a insistency cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

Maud's asshole was also burning with the yearning and she rubbed her swelled shaft 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 hitch of their consistence and each oil production of his screw into her anchor.

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

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

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

Rod felt the insistency on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her consistence gyrated in spasms as her cum came in waves and her promontory shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her slack up ass harder and the electrical resistance and fit was by now a hone 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 exit scheme 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 shot into the reaches of her oceanic abyss, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. Little by picayune 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 call back of.

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

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

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

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

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

He shook his foreland, laughing. She took the fire hydrant from his manus and licked it from end to end and then put the whole thing into her mouth. After several puckered power-sucks she took it out of her sass and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

"Go ahead. absorb it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a prude. You've already licked my asshole, for Christ's rice beer, so what's the conflict ? I want to see you blow it."

Rod looked at her and her optic burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the tail end hack into his rima oris, first the tip and then in one motion the duration of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her lingua and she kissed him with a beast power. Then she lay back on her side of meat facing him with her helping 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 ripe job sucking my clit. I bet you could imbibe a stand for dick too."

Maud couldn't help but poster that Rod's stopcock was again fully erected in her bridge player.

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingers through her glazed 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 bigger the cock the full-grown the luxuriously,"she said, squeezing his cock between her digit."Ah, it must be fun to be a young man. You've already come in my backtalk 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 bridge player behind her head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a nifty approximation,"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 hindquarters 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 men on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty skillful. But after the slick magazine, snug glove of her dickhead, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his rooster into a slack, haphazard vacancy. He grunted with each hefty push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could find nothing.

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

He felt her cunt walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a slight tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his pecker kept gliding in and out of her saucy catch he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few minutes banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his speech 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 ovolo and she groaned with gloating when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for respective moment, taking his prison term, his study punctuated by Maud's gratify suspiration. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babbling. We're speechmaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

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

"Saviour Christ you're soundly !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his knife with every dip into it. After a myopic while of this, pushing his clapper deep inside and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to perpetrate it back out, he felt an ache in his brass and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His cock was on full alert and still slick with lubricator and kitty succus, and ready for a repeat public presentation up Maud's lush, hot butt.

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

"Bottoms up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no fourth dimension Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. bang, bam, charge, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to remember and she hissed with every dig and the bed chassis groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, tight rubbing on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to occupy her both ways, but her deal was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

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

-- --

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

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

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roll over."

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

Maud traced her finger around his buttocks impertinence and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his behind apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

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

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

Once she removed her spit Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a laughingstock in a take over trap when he felt a jar of something long being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the can and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a hell of a night, Rod, but I have to be going."

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

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

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

"Do you want your butt jade back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

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

Maud got up and walked out of the room. Rod followed her, naked with a limp biscuit and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and open the front door.

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

-- --

The next day Rod called Layla and they compared annotation. Layla had gone home with an onetime couple and they had spent the night in versatile tripartite combinations. In the break of the day they cooked her breakfast.

Rod told her about his dark 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 turn a lifestyle.

Over the succeeding few Clarence Day Rod drove by the cabin a few sentence hoping to watch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and commence what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to interest about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to earn that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at asses all the meter. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in category, 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. Lapplander with the mental faculty and staff, even guy wire sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual relationship with two other young lady that semester. One was abhorred by the mentation of anal retentive sex ; the early 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 domicile for Christmas happy chance. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always empty-bellied except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a small, go Mexican cleaning woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

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

So, back to shoal he went, chasing his sheepskin and chasing loot. He picked back up with the fille he'd been seeing the previous semester so at to the lowest degree he was getting a little tail now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to come so he could pull his damn thing out.

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

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

"howdy, son, how are you ?"

"Oh amercement, just studying for finals."

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

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few months ago at a booster's house. She's a star at an elementary shoal. And I asked her to proceed in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be good ! Am I going to take in a stepmother ?"

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just soft this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the week. But I wanted to let you have intercourse ahead of time. I didn't want you to come place for the summertime and be blindsided."

"well, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove abode from school and arrived at the house tardily Sabbatum good afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family way watching a new ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

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

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

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to urinate horse sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the workweek, and she's off a good deal 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 easy 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 phone and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired adult female in a flowery sundress with tenuous straps over her shoulder joint that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and leg.

"Come in, Marisa, meet my son."

She strode into the way with a confident smiling on her face. But when she approached and was a few feet away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the look of a frightened cervid in her eyes, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to engage them and ran on about how heavy it was that they were all together and what a not bad 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 coming together some sidekick. 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 rest period on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her optic. He detected a subtle smiling and nod."I look forward to getting to get laid you. I can see my dad has bang-up option in women. But I need to drop my car and get ready to suffer my friends."

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

-- --

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

The next day Rod kept himself busy part of the day getting situated in his way while his father and Marisa sat around the puddle in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't help visualizing her whole tan naked soundbox, in bed atop him, and under him, his pecker inside her, and his natural language in her oral fissure and her puss and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an ahead of time dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo phonograph recording and Marisa nibbled on a Phthirius pubis salad. They made idle chatter for an minute as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made certain to compliment Marisa a span times. He told her how overnice she looked in her red apparel, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked like two strands of red dental consonant floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a jot of cleavage and two braless tit etched into the thin fabric. Rod tried not to get capture looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The following day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing plant and hold care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day teddy 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 babble for a minute.

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

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

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your public figure isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, sort 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. Look Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a prominent job in the school scheme. It would not be very good if a rumor got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex."

There was an clumsy muteness as they stood there looking at each other for a longsighted moment.

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

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

"But since I can't be your back door man, I guess I'm just going to induce to sink for having the hottest stepmom around."He squeezed her hands and kissed her on the cheek.

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

-- --

Rod started his job the following good morning. He would process till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would manoeuvre right out back to the kitty for a quick swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had coming together or conferences scheduled. She was a sun believer so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a sofa chairman beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and swim a few circle, then go into the house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the windowpane as he dressed.

Over the first pair Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the Night. On weekends he'd go his way and his Father-God and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the infinite and gradually relaxed and became more well-to-do living under the like roof. They shared meals and put-on and innuendo, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole coup d'oeil at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at workplace. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summertime worker home a couple minute early so the maintenance crowd could name repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to exchange into his swim luggage compartment. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like most 24-hour interval, lying in the waiting area, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean consistence basking in the bright sun, her black hairsbreadth wet and plastered to her point. But this metre she was topless.

Rod licked his mouth as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a sexy bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several second and found it was hard to pull his centre away. He took some soar photos of her with his smarting earphone for time to come reference. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the doorway and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her middle must have been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the receiving set. He sauntered over and when he was a few feet away he made a loud coughing randomness. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to find her bra on the table succeeding to her.

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

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

"You're home plate early,"Marisa said.

"Well ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

"seminal fluid on, Marisa, let go. Make my day."

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the scintillation in her centre behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her hairgrip on the flimsy garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the stern cushion beside her.

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt plug right now ?

"Don't be naughty, now."

"I still have the one you gave me. I stick it up there sometimes, whenever I think of you."

Marisa looked down and pretended to move something imaginary number from her sweaty stomach.

"Do you need assist with anything ?"he asked."Spreading tan application on any hard-to-reach spot ? Like your erogenous zones, or your private voice ?"

She stared at him a consequence, her eyes a secret behind her dark ghost. Then she collected her towel and bikini top and stood up.

"It's getting variety 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 Gallic doors to the schoolmaster chamber and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway spread behind her.

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

He walked over to the threshold and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark inside the sleeping accommodation after the bright sunlight outside. His optic were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, raw except for her skimpy, damp bikini bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his give munition around her and her custody immediately delved inside the rear of his luggage compartment to caress his firm ass. Their open mouth met and their natural language collided in a retentive mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his short pants as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick rush Rod felt his automobile trunk suddenly fall around his ankle joint and his rear dick was flopping up and down from the power of it. He knelt down in front of her, his nuzzle an in from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the flimsy textile of her Bikini nates aside, spread her soaker lips 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 helping hand snuck up under her keister and he wedged her face apart, his fingers searching for her tunnel of love. Her asshole instantly dilated at his tactual sensation, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped finger's breadth into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his face into her pussy, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her turgid clit and continued to grind his fingers into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and force back her onto the bed with his font. Her twisted huitre tasted fine and was mushy in his sassing, but his dick was severely and strut and fix to aim aim on her wet, undefendable twat.

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

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

Her ass was barely on the bed and her stage flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to eject his stony burden and unload his cum into her so he could travel on, relieved, to her ass. And hold his time. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his cover. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug bunghole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their trunk were a brute dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, cock in pussy, digit 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 center of the bed.

"wait !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow drawer. 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 constrict airstrip of her bikini derriere and buried his tongue into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about xv minutes of his trouncing and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached catchment basin.

"Fucking Saviour !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet thrill 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 knee joint behind her, between her peg, and picked up the electron tube. He squeezed a liberalist amount into his hand and rubbed his palms up and down over the dig of his sturdy pecker and then jabbed his finger in and out of Marisa's son of a bitch. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

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

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

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

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his semen tickled the chief of his cock, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more transactions his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to get hold of pay dirt.

He finally did. Her body trembled and her bastard loosened around his dead extremity. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her bastard 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 and sucked her ear lobe into his mouth.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her rear and jammed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue maze. When the osculation finally ended their faces broke into wide-cut smiles.

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

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his soppy cock swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to take on a shower.

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

-- --

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

triplet or four times a week they would determine themselves au naturel together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the point where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he'd walk out there raw, take a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at 1st but it would soon migrate to something sexy or indicatory and one affair would take to another. Rod's putz would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few prison term when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before farsighted it was not uncommon for them just to get into it veracious then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right wing on the lounge president or assfuck her right hand out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the syndicate to cool down but more often than not that would just moderate to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the phone to his father for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the pattern goodnight sound Call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a moan and ejaculated all over both of them.

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

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

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

"Can I recite you a cloak-and-dagger ?"Marisa said.

"Of course of action,"Rod said.

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

"What do you think of ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your Fatherhood is variety of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned closely and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ bum ’."

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

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

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

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

-- --

It was late in the summer when matter changed in a big way. It was one of the last days before Marisa had to startle back to work fully time and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, late Tues afternoon and Layla went over to her Church 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 auto were parked outside, but she wasn't quite ready for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen window at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped open air at the sight. There were her crony and Marisa, lounging side by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very well-situated together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to commit her eyes away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to uprise in front of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand relocation to her tit as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the shot unfold : First, her hassle had a very impressive turncock. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body twist at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her sassing, and all of it disappeared like a Snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her promontory 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 bit she heard her brother moan and go into body spasms and Marisa's forefront absorbed his earth tremor as he came. At about the same fourth dimension Rod was pouring his ejaculate into the backrest of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the swarm above.

Rod's long, hard prick reemerged from Marisa's mouth 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, osculation. She then saw Marisa rise and take up his mitt and lead his naked physical structure with its flopping cock into the master bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

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

Layla caught a coup d'oeil of her nude pal walking into the master bath, his semi-hard tool leading the way. She listened as his strong watercourse of peeing splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The bathroom flushed and the water supply 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 number 1 and was afraid to peek. Then it started. First there was heavy ventilation, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then flashy slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her body freeze down with gooseflesh at the sight before her. Marisa was on her belly with her knees folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her prick, and brain and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something indecipherable with a mouth full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

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

"break it to me. The whole, big, toilsome fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's asshole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his mitt as he slathered it with the lustrous stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could distinguish by the movement of his ass and Marisa's shrieking of ail delight that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her unseasoned crony pounded Marisa's ass, the bed springtime screeching louder with each hefty plunge. The air filled with a chorus line of their oink and groan and Marisa's cursing and aphrodisiacal, dirty talk.

"love life the way you fuck my ass, love,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my rima oris. In my puss. In my fucking ass."

Her chum picked up his rate even more, his bulwark and her ass vibration and baking in heat, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"Shit, I'm going to work out your ass and mash my fucking pussy in your face, that's it, oh God, I'm going to occur, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their influence bodies shake like a heap 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.

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

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her forefront on his stifle. Her nerve was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could narrate by her angle and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her head and backed away from the doorway. She figured there was probably more to issue forth but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the hall and out of the house and decided she would fare back some other time to get her things. On her rainy drive home and the residue of the day and Night all she could think about was her pal and Marisa, lying naked together outside, kissing, smooching, his big peter with her big back talk around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her bastard, 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 track. But she was turned on by it too. She had to talk to her Brother. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

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

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

"Your lovemaking life sentence. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"feeling Little Brother, you need to level with me. I came by Dad's business firm yesterday afternoon to pick up some of my stuff and happened to glint out the window and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my brother lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your peter get hard and I saw Marisa give 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 think she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

"Ah, geez, I can't believe this. Please don't tell anyone. I don't want Dad to get hurt."

"You must be kidding. You don't want Dad to get hurt so you're screwing his cleaning woman ? How long has this been going on ?"

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

"I love a full story. Tell me."

"okay, here goes."Rod took a deep breath."You remember that party we went to finally summer ? The swinger political party ?"

"Of course."

"wellspring, Marisa is the fair sex I went abode 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 option, believe me. She decided she wanted a immature guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some protagonist of hers own so I couldn't shadow her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must feature 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 mind of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a piece. But with us living under the same roof all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to take up fucking her."

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

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my baby all this stuff. But it kind of feels goodness to tell 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 Scheol are you saying ?"

"okey, 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 freak, she loves everything about it, giving and receiving. And Dad's, uh, not too enthusiastic about it."

"And you were, and that's why she picked you up at the party ?"

"I am now. It all started that dark. 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 bedchamber, 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 degree over the summertime, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couplet times in stillborn attempts for phone sex, but she was fussy back at workplace, and he fell back into college biography, partying, studying and chasing nates. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to look into in and a couplet of metre his Dad put her on the sound, but despite some raunchy talk 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 all-important final workweek. Rod made his plans to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more weeks of year before final exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the thanksgiving break would be awkward. He didn't looking forward to being good Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to mistake up and give their secret away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye link and trying to spend a penny small lecture 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 Night. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a luck to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day was even unearthly. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a mate cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather removed also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the meal, Rod noticed by their fundamental interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could tell by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several concealment coup d'oeil between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each other better over the death few months.

Rod headed back to schooling and dove into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his mind as best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer offer, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right wing mind could expect it to keep on anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the middle of December, one night when he was cramming for his next-to-last exam, Rod got a call from his sire. They said their hello and then his father got to the cause for the call.

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

"What do you imply ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the theater over Yule break. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a decent 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 trollop, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to townsfolk, let me enjoin you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled end week and came base a day early. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating twat like it was The live Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never mind. Anyway, sorry to ditch this on you, but you had to have a go at it. I'm flying out tomorrow morning time and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

A couple nights 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 minuscule unfounded and demented around here lately."

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

"I didn't know either. But after that swinger party we went to—I told Marisa I'd gone there with you—I got into some three-ways. I liked it with two men, and I liked it with two women. Then I would pay heed out with Marisa sometimes during the calendar week when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of affair, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

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

"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 see from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

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

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

"I figured as very much. Sordid news traveling far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

"If it feels aright, go with it. Just like the Night we met, think of ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another significant intermission, Rod asked,"Do you reckon I could see you ?"

"Oh, I think that could be arranged. yell 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 call and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, naked but for an old E. B. White t-shirt.

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

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

Marisa kissed her and as her tongue dove into Layla's mouth her fingers dove into her marshy gash.

"My God, missy,"Marisa said."You're drippage !"

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her bland onto her back. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her bore loins up, gliding over kitty and stomach and tit and neck and Kuki-Chin until her soaked bare pussycat was kissing Marisa's lips.

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