BOTTOM FEEDERS

"Hey, Layla, are you engaged Sat Night ? Rod asked.

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

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

"I thought you might like to go to a company with me."

"What's the matter, Little Bro, are you so hard-up that you have to ask your Sister for a escort ?"

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

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

The Second Council of Lyons lived nearby their forefather's home, in a big house on almost an Acre of solid ground, with a great, screened-in swim consortium. They were known to have a very open marriage ceremony and were also known to occasionally fox natural state political party where anything goes, and their guests would follow expecting to mix, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad fucking and intimate experimentation was the intent and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a deviant. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our split up ways. But I can't go alone. solitary couples are invited. The party rules are pretty unsubdivided : bring a partner and a feeding bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

"Well, okeh, 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 older poppycock. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a niggling after and we'll headway over together. And remember it's a pond party. shew 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 flowery halter top which showed off her tanned arms and peg, and of path her cute butt end and perky breasts.

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

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

They drove furcate railcar 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 business firm. They were greeted at the figurehead door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the house and horde of the political party, who wore a red, ashen and drab one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like mucilage to her petite body and enormous tit. They all recognized one another from being distant 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, through those Daniel Chester French room access, along the wall to your left. facilitate yourself to whatever ; there is pot of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in full golf shot. There was a buzz in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad dead body. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a commodious topographic point nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the Edgar Albert Guest were already letting their monster flags fly. Articles of wear were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were mates in the pool getting favorable and frisky with early dyad, mixing mates. There were small radical scattered around the large screened-in arena, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two women were sitting on the sharpness of the consortium making out and two men were in the water in social movement of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two fair sex grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

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

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

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

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two bit bathing costume and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his hand on her breast and she had her manus inside the front of his swim automobile trunk. An senior guy with a beverage in his hand stood to her in good order watching them intently.

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

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

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

"I'll sum you all in a bit,"she said."I need to regain a bathroom."She set her drink down and headed into the planetary 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 redhead in a blackened bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her hubby Bob,"nodding to his right wing."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the early side of Bob, who had a manus 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 good back. She had to find a bathroom."

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made loose chatter for a curtly clip and then Layla joined them. Once again entry were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was vacuous and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to waitress a couple minutes as others ahead of him furbish up drinks. He looked around at the weird scene. articulation and medicine had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the time he'd find 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 match was elderly, perhaps in their fifties, and the former couple was much youthful, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the shank and were getting their dicks sucked. The unseasoned attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the honest-to-god, balding man, and his tool was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Good Shepherd, will you look at that !"a distaff vocalization said.

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

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

Rod looked her over and she looked exquisitely. She was maybe fortyish, with sooty whisker cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny loudness. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, acrobatic physical structure and a tasty-shaped hind end. She wore a frayed, short blue dungaree skirt that barely housed the top one-half of her lean thigh, and the rigid nipples of her business firm, medium-sized knocker reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could think of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grinning on that old wind's face ! That girl may be youth but she must be one hell of a cocksucker."

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

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

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

"starting time time for me."

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

"blackjack,"he said.

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

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

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

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

Her oculus lingered on his for a second. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might preserve my wish for later. Right now I'll settle for a drinkable. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a tingle and goose bump broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly aflutter because this hot, debonnaire older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was placid and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at comfort, at to the lowest degree as lots at ease as he was adequate to of at the moment. He tried not to look too aflutter as he filled a methamphetamine hydrochloride with ice and poured it full moon of Stoli. He squeezed a lime hydrate hero sandwich and dropped it into the swallow, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the firm. The bread and butter room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an place at the slope of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love seat facing the Word of God. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's aroma for the initiatory fourth dimension. She smelled fab. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about aroma but he knew that one because it was a sweetness his mother often wore.

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

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

"And she's okay with this ?"

"She's okay. I checked her out a few 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 mind if some of the woman come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not adequate char. So I came to check it out and see if I could bump anyone interesting."

"Do you remember I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a sign party going on. You're young and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a love seat in a room by ourselves. What do you think ?"

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

"Don't be neural, 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 boozing with her finger and sucked the liquor off of it."So Rod, tell me. What did you derive to this political party looking for ?"

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

Rod's middle were same indulgent blue irradiation penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an instant her mouthpiece was against his and their rim parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arm surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a firm two bit. Their natural language mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's turncock hardened.

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

She rose and took his script. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without Logos up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a bluing sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, trace me. It's only a ten second crusade, a common soldier place out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shiver."gift me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his mitt up and under the battlefront of her skirt trough it was bloom against her crotch."spirit that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothes,"he said.

"spirit how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the back of her wench. She pressed the point of his finger's breadth against her asshole.

"look that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my fanny quid, holding your maculation. You get to rent it out."

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

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the outline of his cock through the fabric of his boxers. She opened her car threshold, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger's breadth to come in finisher. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

"You're a just 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 spirit. Rod took his keys and his erection and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic older woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a secondly the training he was about to receive.

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Rod's boner abated as he followed closely behind Maud's car. ‘ Who the hell is this woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After several international mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the enceinte, kidney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another leftfield and Rod followed her down a wooded ride and they parked the cars in movement of a little lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a 35 horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her mitt and Rod followed her to the front doorway. He eyed the subtle careen of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in battlefront of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his helping hand 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 practically anymore and they let me amount here when it's not rented."

Once inside Maud flipped on a lighting and closed the threshold behind them. She tossed her keys onto a table by the threshold and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the luscious pressure of her mamilla against his chest and his bulwark against hers. She took his handwriting and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one vauntingly room with a small kitchen on one face and the bedchamber on the other. There was also a garret above the living expanse and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his glossa into her sass and put her deal between his legs.

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

"Yes."

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

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room : a bed, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a president. He heard the toilet flush and weewee running in the sinkhole for a bit or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely bare. The only when affair on her body was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hair above her muffle pussy. Rod could not believe his right fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and scantiness, her gain vigor nipples, slim waistline and taut stomach. Her hide was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan line of products anywhere, not even from a ring or a wrist watch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your trunk 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 pectus and traced her clapper over his nipples and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his boxers. She hooked her digit inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee pickle was already glistening with expectation.

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

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently dangle his groin into her, fucking her oral fissure as she sucked him. Her hands were under his rear impudence, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come in 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 unharmed dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in prison term with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sups and pushed his hammer into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulder joint and tried to extract her headland closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for various minutes : Rod's moan and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his helping hand and groin in slender sync with her bridge player and mouth as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the dorsum of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could retain it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his rooster 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 roofy of semen were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slipperiness with saliva and jizz, and rose to osculate him with his cum oozing from the recession of her sassing. She put her surface sass on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his unused sperm deep 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 story and his shorts around his ankle joint. She slid her naked consistence up and over his until her cunt lips were on his sassing. She straddled him with her exercising weight on her knees and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her cuckoo around his lips, teasing.

"lap me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his glossa along her silklike folds, tasting her, his backtalk slowly filling with her tangy brine. Then he speared his tongue into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his natural language as far into her as he could. His nozzle was mashed into her groin so he took quick breaths when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his glossa inside her she wiggled her clit under his speed lip.

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

With her button resting on the back of his lingua, Rod curled his lip around her taut 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 refrain of Maud's groan and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A couple metrical unit in the south Rod's prick was again at true care and impulse at the seams, but Maud had early musical theme. She changed billet slightly so her son of a bitch was against his backtalk. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt plug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new district for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his dentition onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her physical structure up and the rest of the plug, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her asshole 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 territorial dominion."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 asshole to his lips.

Rod stuck his spit out through his lips until the tip met her sphincter muscle. He felt it spread and finale in reaction. 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 side by side. He knew Maud would ask it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thigh with both manpower and pulled her ass prime to his expression and plunged his lingua as deep as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his correctly hand 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 symphony of natural language and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long metre. Rod's mouth was occupied of row, but Maud's made sufficiency interference for both of them with her blissful animate being whine. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted dependable, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the issue a little bit. With his men he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her residue and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face public square with hers. The goat quid plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the walls of her deep hugging them. Then he rubbed his unworthy fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his dig. He put the oral sex of his half-lubed cock, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her SOB. Maud took a abstruse breath and opened wide of the mark, 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 initiative couple inches of his cock.

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

He pushed and felt the cockeyed delight of the pressure of her warm asshole on his pecker. Then he pulled back and swung 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 mat on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her soundbox moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his dick like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her vertebral column doorway he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself difficult, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel estrus like an oven in his groin from the slick detrition of his dick scraping the walls of her greasy 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, continue it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to come big…I always do when I'm assfucked."

Rod suddenly realized he was having the best nooky of his life. Maud's ass was like a press 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 putz 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 organic structure and each oil production of his screw into her anchor.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, fill up me up."She squeezed his cock with her ass brawniness and strummed her clit like a mouth organ.

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

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

Rod felt the pressure sensation on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in moving ridge and her drumhead shook side-to-side. He rammed his peter into her slack up ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a double-dyed union, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled political machine. His seed soon had an way out strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circumference when it blew.

As his ejaculate shot into the reaches of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his testicle. small by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurt were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

"That was incredible,"Rod said. It was all he could think of.

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

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his back future to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his short pants were still wrapped around his ankle. He kicked off his place 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 hoopla from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her eubstance onto her side to confront him.

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

He shook his straits, laughing. She took the plug from his hand 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 sass and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

"Go ahead. give suck it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a prude. You've already licked my asshole, for Christ's interest, so what's the difference ? I want to see you lactate it."

Rod looked at her and her eye burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the rear stopple 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 rima oris she replaced it with her knife and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her manus on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked shaft ?"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 good job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a mean hawkshaw too."

Maud couldn't assist but posting that Rod's peter was again fully erected in her mitt.

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingers through her glistening 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 wish it. I know I do."

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the bigger the rooster the bigger the high,"she said, squeezing his pecker between her finger's breadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a young man. You've already come in my lip 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 head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a incontrovertible reaction as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the backside and slid his pecker into her wet, sluttish 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 pelvic arch and started slinging it to her pretty practiced. But after the slick, cubby glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his shaft into a falling off, sloppy void. He grunted with each powerful get-up-and-go but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could experience nothing.

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

He felt her cunt bulwark closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy slit 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 stiffness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm method and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his pollex and she groaned with gloating when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for various instant, taking his metre, his work punctuated by Maud's satisfy sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're speechmaking in natural language, he thought to himself.

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

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his spit with every dip into it. After a scant while of this, pushing his clapper deeply inside and then fighting the durability of her tightening asshole to draw in it back out, he felt an ache in his brass and jaw and lie with another cramp was coming. His cock was on to the full alert and still slick with lube and pussy succus, and cook for a repeat execution up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial sinew every which way to fight off the spasm. Maud's asshole opened blanket and closed several times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lube and come. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her son of a bitch wide and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. belt, strike, bash, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to leave her one to commend and she hissed with every sweep and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, nasty detrition on his stopcock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her slice, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hand was already in office, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

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

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for XX minutes in recuperation style. 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 nates impertinence and along the whirl of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her natural language on the rim of his ass. It felt very alien 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 respective minutes he felt her smooth, wet knife slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The same lingua that had been on his cock and in his mouthpiece was now up his ass.

Once she removed her lingua Rod was still basking in the pleasance of it all when he shrieked like a Capricorn in a bear trap when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass.

"holy place fuck !"he yelled,"What the sin ?"

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

Then she walked to the lav and closed the door.

-- --

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

"It's entice, but I don't think that's a well mind. Tonight was smashing, really it was. But that's all it was : Tonight."She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Do you want your rear end chaw back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

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

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

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

-- --

The following day Rod called Layla and they compared notes. Layla had gone home with an older couplet and they had spent the night in various three-party combination. 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 become a lifestyle.

Over the side by side few days Rod horde by the cabin a few clip hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her design to perfection—she'd picked up a unseasoned guy and contract what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to worry about some enamored college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

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

He managed to have a intimate relationship with two former girls that semester. One was abhorred by the persuasion of anal 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 home for Dec 25 break. 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 threshold and a small, embonpoint Mexican woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always uncanny with divorced parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some ally, did some temp work to make some extra money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the hell back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing prize. He picked back up with the young woman he'd been seeing the previous semester so at least he was getting a little shadow now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to get so he could pull his bloody thing out.

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

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

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh mulct, just studying for finals."

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

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

"Hey, safe for you, Dad. It's about sentence you got back in the saddle. How long has this been going on ?"

"I met her a few calendar month ago at a acquaintance's house. She's a lead at an simple schooling. And I asked her to move in with me."

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

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just easy this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the hebdomad. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn't want you to issue forth home for the summer and be blindsided."

"fountainhead, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll meet 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 margin call. Rod was now very happy that he already had his summer job lined up. The summer was shaping up to be a petty different than summers past.

-- --

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

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

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

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's in force. And estimable 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 moment about play, examination, his summer job, among other things.

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"goodness. It just seemed to make sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road 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 consortium, 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…"

"fountainhead, speak of the demon,"his beginner interrupted, muted the TV phone and stood up.

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

"seminal fluid in, Marisa, meet my son."

She strode into the room with a confident grin 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 looking of a affright deer in her eyes, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to engage them and ran on about how peachy 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 programme,"he lied.

"No…"

"Yes, I'm meeting some buddies. 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 looking at of easement on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to bed you. I can see my dad has nifty alternative in adult female. But I need to drop off my car and get make to meet my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his stuff and nonsense into his old sleeping room he showered and headed out. He stopped into a duad of his old resort but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and labor 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 pack of cards for a couple hours staring at the lake and imbibition beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself meddlesome part of the day getting situated in his room while his father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the windowpane every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her shameful bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't help visualizing her completely tan naked consistency, in bed atop him, and under him, his hawkshaw inside her, and his knife in her mouth and her bitch and her ass. He became half-hard with the mentation of it.

They went out for an early dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big jazz group platters and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made idle chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a piddling tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a match times. He told her how Nice she looked in her red dress, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked like two Strand of red dental dental floss looping over her shoulder joint. It showed just a mite of cleavage and two braless nipples etched into the slight textile. Rod tried not to get caught looking but didn't think he was too successful.

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

"Thank you for keeping our arcanum,"she said."It makes matter a lot well-situated that way."

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

"fountainhead, I appreciate it."

"So your figure isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, sort of. But your Father-God told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

"Rod is a soubriquet. R-O-D are my initials : Richard Eric Blair Davis."

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

There was an awkward quiet 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 touch of a grinning. Rod saw dewiness in her centre. He took her hands in his.

"But since I can't be your backdoor man, I guess I'm just going to let to settle for having the raging 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 next morning. He would exploit till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would manoeuver right out back to the pocket billiards for a quick swimming to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had encounter or conference scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a waiting area chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and swim a few circle, then go into the sign and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Mon through Thursday at to the lowest degree, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable keep under the Sami roof. They shared repast and jokes and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, gay Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at piece of work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer proletarian home a duo 60 minutes early so the sustenance bunch could make hangout. Rod got home early and went up to his room to commute into his swim trunks. Like any early day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like most mean solar day, lying in the lounge, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio receiver, her tend consistency basking in the bright sun, her blackened hair wet and plastered to her head. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his sass as he took in the delicious batch. She really is a aphrodisiacal gripe, he told himself. He watched her for several minutes and found it was intemperately to pull his optic away. He took some whizz photos of her with his smart speech sound for future reference. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the Gallic room access that opened onto the pool area.

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

"Oh my God, do you always lounge around here topless ? What's this mankind coming to ?"Rod said with false pain in the ass, then laughed.

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

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"well ?"

"well what ?"she asked, her bridge player clutched on the bikini top covering her tits.

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

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

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

Rod reached over and grabbed onto her Bikini top. He tried to draw in it away but Marisa held it tight.

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your goat 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 complex quantity from her sweaty stomach.

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

She stared at him a moment, her eyes a secret behind her dark shades. 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 French doors to the master chamber and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway receptive behind her.

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

He walked over to the room access and slipped inside. Even with the door out-of-doors it seemed dark inside the bedroom after the brilliant sun outside. His centre were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, damp bikini bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his receptive arms around her and her work force immediately delved inside the back of his body to fondle his house ass. Their undefended mouth met and their tongue collided in a unyielding mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidification rod being pushed down by the framework of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would happen,"Marisa said, in between natural language suck."I didn't have intercourse how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a warm rush Rod felt his tree trunk suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected putz was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in straw man of her, his nose an in from Marisa's dank genitals. He yanked the thin framework of her two-piece bottom aside, spread her lush backtalk and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's men snuck up under her bottom and he wedged her cheeks apart, his fingers searching for her burrow of love. Her SOB instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped finger's breadth into her.

"Oh, Savior Deliverer,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his brass into her snatch, getting off on her groan, and he sucked her tumid clitoris and continued to crunch his fingers into her asshole, prepping it for the principal act. He felt the military force of her genital organ compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and tug her onto the bed with his face. Her perverted oyster tasted OK and was mushy in his oral cavity, but his pecker was hard and prance and ready to adopt aim on her wet, open twat.

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

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

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 release his stony load and unload his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And convey his prison term. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his rear. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her fleshly clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her cubby motherfucker. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their eubstance were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as get into into her as he could be, cock in snatch, 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 nerve centre of the bed.

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

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the constringe funnies of her bikini tooshie and buried his tongue into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her cashbox 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 clit like she was churning butter the entire fourth dimension and when she came it was like a breached watershed.

"Fucking Jesus Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet hurry ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would throw to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her pegleg, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the beam of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his finger in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his cock kissing her ass and opened it broad for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his recharge projectile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him promote, and he found his rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath.

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

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

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his semen tickled the nous of his gumshoe, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a duo more minutes his gumshoe was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to attain pay dirt.

He finally did. Her eubstance trembled and her asshole loosened around his dead member. 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 sally of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his mouth.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her cover and jammed his natural language into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first gear, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue snarl. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

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

"God, what a screwing !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his slushy rooster swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to take aim 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 smiling or aphrodisiacal innuendo. It was now interpret. When Dad was away, they would spiel. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

Three or four time a week they would incur themselves raw together and would snap each other up. Before longsighted it got to the point where Rod would get dwelling house from study and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he'd base on balls out there defenseless, lease a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or implicative and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would go to get aroused and soon Marisa would induce her hired man wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her lip. The first few times when thing heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before yearn it was not rare for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her kitty-cat right field on the sofa death chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd parachuting into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just contribute to Thomas More shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the speech sound to his founder for various minutes while she stroked his putz. It was the normal goodnight phone call for the almost theatrical role, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you finger 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 tell 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 signify ?"

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

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

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

Marisa pulled the 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 summertime when thing changed in a big way. It was one of the lastly days before Marisa had to startle back to work full sentence and just a couple mean solar day before Rod would be heading back to school.

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

Layla's jaw dropped unresolved at the muckle. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, ineffectual to pluck her eyes away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to grow in front of her eyes.

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

She watched Marisa's slim, agile eubstance twist at the waist as she lowered her capitulum and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her mouth, and all of it disappeared like a Snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her head was moving up and down and soon his groin was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of mo she heard her brother groan and go into body muscle spasm and Marisa's head absorbed his shudder as he came. At about the same time Rod was pouring his germ into the back of Marisa's pharynx, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, hard prick reemerged from Marisa's back talk and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her mouth on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa rise and take his hand and lead his naked organic structure with its flopping cock into the master bedroom.

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

"Every prison term you suck me I feel like I got ta piddle,"her brother said.

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"well, hurry up, you have work to do. bequeath the room access open air, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glance of her bare brother walking into the professional Bath, his semi-hard prick leading the way. She listened as his substantial stream of pissing splashed into the lav roll, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The throne flushed and the water supply ran for a consequence. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at offset and was afraid to glint. Then it started. First there was heavy respiration, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then gaudy slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlight, her dead body frozen with horripilation at the spate before her. Marisa was on her belly with her human knee folded under and her posterior sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her SOB, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, sweetie sway.

"smell that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something unclear with a mouth full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

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

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

Rod fingered Marisa's bastard and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her electron tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his hands as he slathered it with the glazed stuff. He mounted her from rump and Layla could recount by the effort of his ass and Marisa's shrieking of pained pleasure that his shaft was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"Love the way you fuck my ass, beloved,"she spit out."I love your dick. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my fuck ass."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Layla shook her fountainhead and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the anteroom and out of the house and decided she would fall back some early sentence to get her things. On her rainy drive home and the rest of the day and nighttime all she could think about was her blood brother and Marisa, lying naked together extraneous, kissing, fondling, his big turncock with her big oral fissure around it. And his knife, on her ass, in her arse, and his shaft, 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 rima oris, and shooting his cum into her pharynx again.

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

-- --

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

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

"Your love life. Getting any activeness lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"aspect Little Brother, you need to tear down with me. I came by Dad's house yesterday afternoon to peck up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my brother lying bare and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get firmly and I saw Marisa give you a cock sucking. 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 guess 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 woman ? How long has this been going on ?"

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

"I love a good tale. William Tell me."

"Okay, here goes."Rod took a deep breathing spell."You remember that company we went to last summer ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

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

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a disguise because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her alternative, believe me. She decided she wanted a unseasoned guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some friends of hers own so I couldn't touch her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must have been interesting."

"It was very awkward, but Dad didn't really 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 thought of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a while. But with us living under the Lapp ceiling all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to get down fucking her."

"well, it was her decisiveness too. We became closemouthed, more well-situated around each other. We remembered that Nox we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sis all this stuff. But it form of feels commodity to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

"Okay, but this is secret, 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 junkie, she loves everything about it, giving and receiving. And Dad's, uh, not too enthusiastic about it."

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

"I am now. It all started that night. It's a requirement now."

"Oh, really ?"

Layla thought about what she'd observed the day before watching and listening to Rod and Marisa in the bedroom, and how into it they both were. She wondered what she'd missed after she left.

-- --

They'd said their goodbyes. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her arcdegree over the summer, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couple sentence in unsuccessful attempts for telephone set sex, but she was busy back at piece of work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to check in and a duet of sentence his Dad put her on the telephone set, 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 season was winding down and the semester was entering its important final exam weeks. Rod made his programme to go home plate for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more weeks of class before final examination. Then there would be the Noel break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving Day breakage would be awkward. He didn't expression forward to being near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to luxate up and feed their hidden away. He didn't facial expression forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye impinging and trying to make minuscule talking when what he really wanted was to charge her clothes off and go down on her.

But it was even more than awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his pattern self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to verbalise to her. blessing 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 enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather aloof also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the repast, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could tell by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several concealment glance between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each former better over the shoemaker's last few months.

Rod headed back to schoolhouse and dive into his stopping point few weeks. He put Marisa out of his mind as best he could, trying to admit the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer pass, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right thinker could await it to go forward anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the eye of December, one dark when he was cramming for his third-year exam, Rod got a song from his founder. They said their hellos and then his father got to the reason for the call.

"face son, I wanted you to know, Dec 25 is going to be a little different this year."

"What do you think ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

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

"Dad, what happened ?"

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

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

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

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled finish week and came plate a day early. I heard a racket in my sleeping room and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The net 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 idea. Anyway, sorry to floor this on you, but you had to know. I'm flying out tomorrow first light and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

"It can't detriment, that's for indisputable. I'll be in touch."

-- --

A brace night 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 little state of nature and unhinged 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 hang 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 matter led to another."

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

"I know, it's looney, isn't it ? Maybe someday we'll contribution the Saami 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 outset ring.

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

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

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

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

"If it feels mightily, go with it. Just like the night we met, commemorate ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

"Anyway, it wasn't planned, it just happened. And get it on what ? She's almost as commodity a roll in the hay as you are. Just one thing missing."She laughed and added,"How's school coming along ?"

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

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

After another significant pause, Rod asked,"Do you guess 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 phone call he noticed he was fondling himself through the denim of his jeans.

Marisa ended the margin call and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, nude but for an old white t-shirt.

"He'll be home this weekend and it looks like the ternion 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 call on me on."

"Oh God, I don't know. It's form of Weird, you know ?"

"You want to see him bat my ass again, don't you ? You want to see him fuck my ass with his tongue."

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her face close 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."

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

Marisa kissed her and as her tongue dove into Layla's sassing her fingers dove into her miry gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her backbone. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her aegir loins up, gliding over cunt and tum and breasts and neck and chin until her besotted bare pussycat was kissing Marisa's lips.

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