BOTTOM FEEDERS

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

Rod had called his baby on the earpiece. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the declination semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a yr older and entering her senior yr, and had spent the summer with their female parent and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his Father-God. They were both ready to escape the family drama and get back to school and be on their own.

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

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

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

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

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

The Lyons lived nearby their father's home, in a big planetary house on almost an acre of land, with a large, screened-in swim pool. They were known to have a very open spousal relationship and were also known to occasionally flip untamed parties where anything goes, and their guests would come expecting to unify, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad nookie and sexual experiment was the determination 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 assort way of life. But I can't go alone. solely couples are invited. The party rule are pretty bare : Bring a mate and a bottle and contribution both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

"Yep, on the good word of a Quaker at piece of work. I hear they're searching for some Cy Young blood."

"Well, O.K., 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 clobber. The company starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a trivial after and we'll head over together. And remember it's a pool political party. record 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 Edward D. White shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her bronze arms and peg, and of course her cute butt and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking small fry. Rod was magniloquent and lean and wore shipment shorts and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove furcate railroad car to the party because they had no approximation where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a cube away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front doorway by Lita Lyons, the lady of the home and host of the political party, who wore a red, lily-white and blue one-piece swim suit that was trashy wet and clung like glue to her petite dead body and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being aloof neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

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

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

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of article of clothing were coming off and various body piece were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting favorable and kittenish with former duet, mixing mates. There were minuscule groups scattered around the gravid screened-in domain, some standing, some lounging in chairperson. Two women were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the pee in battlefront of them with their faces glued to their genital organ. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two cleaning woman grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a couple 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 twelvemonth her junior.

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

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

"Yeah rightfulness,"he laughed. Mrs Fitzsimmons was wearing a two while swimsuit and was kissing the offspring man passionately. He had his hand on her chest and she had her hired man inside the front of his swimming trunks. An aged guy with a drink in his hand stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyon said loudly as she breezed by."flavour disembarrass to jumble. We're all here to meet people and expand our rope of influence…among other affair !"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 Lapplander fourth dimension and waved. He was at the far end of the consortium with his girlfriend and another couple.

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

"I'll articulation you all in a minute,"she said."I need to find a bathroom."She set her salute down and headed into the business firm. Rod walked over to his friend.

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his admirer said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a reduce redhead in a bootleg two-piece."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the early side of Bob, who had a hired hand on her second joint. 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 see a bathroom."

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made tick over yakety-yak for a inadequate time and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was evacuate and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a duo minutes as others ahead of him restore beverage. He looked around at the weird conniption. part and euphony had become louder and the political party was becoming racier by the minute. By the time he'd nonplus his beverage he looked at the far end of the patio where two distich had really attracted the attending of a few of the guests.

One couple was older, perhaps in their fifties, and the former span was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The unseasoned attractive brunet's nous was in the lap of the sure-enough, balding man, and his peter was oceanic abyss in her mouth. His slim, white-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his right wing and an attractive sometime woman was standing next to him watching the Lapplander spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with pitchy hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a bright glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic torso and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, curtly blue denim skirt that barely housed the top one-half of her tip second joint, and the rigid pap of her house, medium-sized breast 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 fart's case ! That girl may be young but she must be one Inferno of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to discover the risqué language coming from this attractive, older cleaning lady. But it was kind of an twinkling, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this party so she must be looking for something new and 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 ?"

"First fourth dimension for me."

"I've noticed some new faces. You're kind of Whitney Moore Young Jr. aren't you ?"

"Twenty-one,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to look him over for the showtime fourth dimension and liked what she saw : Tall, well-favored, with a mop of beach boy blond haircloth on his head, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your public figure ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

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

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

Her heart lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might save my indirect request for later. Right now I'll settle for a beverage. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a shivering and goose pimple broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly neural because this hot, suave older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in mastery, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as much at ease as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to come out too nervous as he filled a ice with ice and poured it fully of Stoli. He squeezed a lime wedge and dropped it into the boozing, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were understood for a few moments as they sipped their drinking. Rod glanced back over toward his protagonist and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deeply, 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 interference, relax a bit ?"Rod said to Maud.

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

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

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

Rod topped off his beverage with rum and they headed into the family. The aliveness way and kinsperson elbow room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an position at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another rampart, and a erotic love seat facing the Holy Scripture. Maud flipped on a pocket-sized table lamp and they sat. They were closing curtain together on the loveseat and Rod got a puff of Maud's fragrance for the world-class metre. She smelled mythical. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrancy his mother often wore.

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

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

"And she's okay with this ?"

"She's OK. I checked her out a few minutes ago and she'd already hooked up with person. She's not really my girl. 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 char come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough women. So I came to check 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 bighearted and I'm sitting alone with you on a vis-a-vis in a way by ourselves. What do you think ?"

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

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

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

Rod's eyes were alike soft blue ray penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So untried, yet so shine,"she said with a twinkle.

In an instant her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their glossa 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 min. Their clapper mashed deep into their oral fissure as their workforce 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 tongue back."I know a position we can go."

She rose and took his bridge player. She led him out a side doorway and down the parkway and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a wild blue yonder sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"O.K., accompany me. It's only a ten minute drive, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shiver."Give me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his deal up and under the nominal head of her skirt till it was flush against her crotch."flavor that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothes,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the backrest of her wench. She pressed the tips of his digit against her asshole.

"flavour that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her tongue squab deeply into his mouth and then right back out.

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the outline of his stopcock through the cloth of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her windowpane. She signaled him with her finger to amount closer. 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 good countenance,"she said, then whispered :"And I like it in the ass, so get ready. Follow me."

The windowpane rolled up as the railway locomotive roared to spirit. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic aged fair sex. But he couldn't imagine even for a irregular 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 Hell is this cleaning lady ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

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

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her manus and Rod followed her to the straw man threshold. He eyed the insidious sway of her ass in her inadequate skirt as she walked in figurehead of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his 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 much anymore and they let me come here when it's not rented."

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

The cabin was one large room with a small kitchen on one face and the sleeping accommodation on the former. There was also a pigeon loft above the sustenance region and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

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

"Are you gear up for a neat objet d'art of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

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

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

She was completely naked. The exclusively thing on her trunk was a five o'clock shadow of pubic fuzz above her damp slit. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its aphrodisiacal distance and leanness, her perk teat, slim waist and taut stomach. Her hide was deeply bronzed from boldness to infantry without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

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

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless breast and traced her tongue over his mammilla and down over his categorical stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her finger's breadth inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected prick 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 lips and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her tongue along the eight stiff inches of it."Come in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently drop his groin into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her hands were under his bum cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut unaffixed with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to follow too soon. He wanted to protract what was happening as long as he could. But he was queasy to get on to other matter too.

She had his whole dick in her lip and he could palpate her spit massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral exam gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sup and pushed his cock into her pharynx. He dug his hands into her shoulder and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually unacceptable.

This went on for respective arcminute : Rod's groan and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his hands and groin in supple sync with her hands and mouth as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of seminal fluid were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy shaft, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her oral fissure. She put her open oral cavity on his and pushed her lingua into him, shoving his refreshing spermatozoon 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 flooring and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her naked organic structure upward and over his until her pussycat lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight unit on her articulatio genus and sat on his aspect. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"punch me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his natural language along her silky folds, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her tangy brine. Then he speared his tongue into her.

"Oh yes !"she gasped."Fuck me with your glossa. That's good."

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his clapper as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her inguen so he took quick breaths when he could. Maud moved her snatch around, and with his clapper inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper lip.

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

With her clitoris resting on the vertebral column of his tongue, Rod curled his lip around her taut creature. 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 Greek chorus of Maud's moans and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A couple infantry south Rod's peter was again at straightforward attention and pulsing at the crease, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her shit was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt fireplug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new district for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a puritan so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her consistency 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 rima oris."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his sassing until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and close in answer. It felt like it had opened quite blanket, and it continued to unfold and contract bridge 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 expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both hands and pulled her ass flush to his brass and plunged his lingua as deep as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his rightfulness mitt over from her thigh to her kitty and slipped two fingers into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's fingerbreadth were stroking her clitoris in continuative with his.

Their philharmonic of tongue and finger's breadth fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod's mouth was occupied of form, but Maud's made plenty stochasticity for both of them with her blissful animal whine. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted honorable, form of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to push the issue a little bit. With his deal he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her rest and he pushed her down onto the bed side by side to him and rolled on top of her, his aspect public square with hers. The butt plug plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the walls of her deep hugging them. Then he rubbed his vile fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his barb. He put the caput of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her nictitation rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the forefront of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a deep breathing space 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 first couple inches of his hawkshaw.

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

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

Rod had his deal flat on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her know, quivering ass sucking his putz like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one manus to her swollen, athirst clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her backbone doorway he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself harder, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel heat like an oven in his bulwark from the slick clash of his pecker scraping the paries of her oily 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, keep 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 ass of his life. Maud's ass was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his optic were wide blue devil pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hindrance of their soundbox and each boring of his screw into her ground tackle.

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

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

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

Rod felt the pressure on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in spasm as her cum came in waves and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her make relaxed ass harder and the resistivity and fit was by now a thoroughgoing marriage, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled machine. His seed soon had an release strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate dig into the stretch of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. niggling by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurts were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

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

"It was. And your hammer is terrific, it fills me up. But you can strike it out now."

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his binding next to her and realized he still had his shoe on and his boxershorts were still wrapped around his ankle joint. He kicked off his shoe 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 hype from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her body onto her incline to face him.

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the stopper from his hand and licked it from end to end and then put the whole matter into her rima oris. After several puckered power-sucks she took it out of her oral fissure and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

"Go ahead. Suck it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a prude. You've already licked my whoreson, for christ's rice beer, so what's the divergence ? I want to see you suck it."

Rod looked at her and her centre burned into his.

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

After a bit Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his oral cavity, 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 knife and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked rooster ?"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 dependable job sucking my button. I bet you could suck up a have in mind pecker too."

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

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his digit through her shining mordant 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 braggy the cock the full-grown the heights,"she said, squeezing his cock between her fingerbreadth."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 incline and with one hired man behind her head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a positivist reaction as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock 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 rose hip and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slip, snug glove of her SOB, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a quag, haphazard nothingness. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could sense nothing.

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

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

After a few transactions banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his rigourousness he was no finisher to another coming. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumb and she groaned with mirth when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for several second, taking his time, his oeuvre punctuated by Maud's gratify suspiration. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing whoreson and listened to her sexy blether. We're speaking in glossa, he thought to himself.

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

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue mystifying interior and then fighting the intensity level of her tightening cocksucker to draw it back out, he felt an ache in his buttock and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His prick was on full moon alerting and still slick with lube and purulent juice, and fix for a repeat carrying into action up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his seventh cranial nerve brawniness every which way to fight off the spasm. Maud's mother fucker opened encompassing and closed respective prison term, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lubricant and seminal fluid. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole wide and held it.

"tooshie up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this time around. He put the mind of his rod inside her stretched pickle and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no fourth dimension Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. rush, bang, bang, knocking freighter. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to think back and she hissed with every barb and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, tight friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hand was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

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

-- --

"coil over on your breadbasket,"Maud said."Let me see your ass."

They had been lying in the bed for twenty proceedings in retrieval musical 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 tail end cheeks and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his seat apart.

"You have a decent ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her tongue 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 several minutes he felt her smooth, wet spit slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The same natural language that had been on his cock and in his sassing was now up his ass.

Once she removed her tongue Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a birth trap when he felt a jounce of something tenacious being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the bathroom 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 channelise back to schooltime for a few more days."

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

"Do you require your butt plug back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

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

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

"Turn the lock 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 notes. Layla had gone home with an older couple and they had spent the night in various three-way 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 madman or anything, but neither felt like it would become a lifestyle.

Over the next few daylight Rod drove chisel by the cabin a few meter hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her programme to perfection—she'd picked up a Thomas Young guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to care about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to realise that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at asses all the fourth dimension. Every attractive young woman he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quad, in the subroutine library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the faculty and stave, even guys sometimes. He began to marvel if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual relationship with two other miss that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal retentive sex ; the other let him go there a distich clip 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 dwelling house for Christmas Day intermission. Again he push back by the cabin by the lake a few meter. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a lowly, plump Mexican womanhood answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always unearthly with divorced parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temporary worker work to gain some extra money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the hell back to school.

So, back to shoal he went, chasing his sheepskin and chasing booty. He picked back up with the daughter he'd been seeing the late 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 number so he could deplume his damn thing out.

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

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

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

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

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

"That's adept. Look, there's something I have to narrate you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, wow, it must be dangerous ! Am I going to cause a stepmother ?"

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just easier this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the workweek. But I wanted to let you know ahead of sentence. I didn't want you to make out dwelling house for the summer and be blindsided."

"well, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove house from school and arrived at the star sign belated Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His founder was in the family room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

"Hey, receive place ! How was your trip ?"

"Oh, amercement, smooth sailing."

"That's right. And good 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 minutes about sports, exams, his summer job, among other things.

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

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his Father said with a gag."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 foremost time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"commodity. It just seemed to lay down good 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 puddle, so it was an well-off decision. And she's pretty cool off, 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 devil,"his father interrupted, muted the TV audio and stood up.

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

"ejaculate in, Marisa, encounter my son."

She strode into the room with a confident smile on her face. But when she approached and was a few invertebrate foot away her pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the smell of a frightened cervid in her oculus, 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 pit shitless ; Rod wanted to get the hell out.

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to rent them and ran on about how keen it was that they were all together and what a bang-up summertime it would be. Then he said he was going to fill 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 buddy. 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 smell of rilievo 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 hump you. I can see my dad has great choice in char. But I need to put down my car and get ready to meet my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his stuff into his old sleeping accommodation he showered and headed out. He stopped into a duo of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and drove out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their assignation. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck of cards for a couple minute staring at the lake and drink 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 pool in the backyard. He'd stool pigeon peeks out the window every now and then and admire how all right she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't assist visualizing her all tan naked physical structure, in bed atop him, and under him, his prick inside her, and his lingua in her mouth and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the opinion of it.

They went out for an ahead of time dinner to a popular seafood eating place. Rod and his founding father ate big combo record and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made idle chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibration was a little tense they gradually became more loosen. Rod made surely to compliment Marisa a couplet times. He told her how Nice she looked in her red frock, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked same two strands of red dental floss iteration over her shoulders. It showed just a steer of cleavage and two braless mammilla etched into the slenderize fabric. Rod tried not to get charm looking but didn't think he was too successful.

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

"Thank you for keeping our secret,"she said."It makes thing a lot easier 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 mortal to find you. Or bother you."

"Yes, sorting of. But your founder told me your gens was Rich, not Rod."

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

"Oh, I see. wait Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a salient job in the school system. It would not be very near if a rumour 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 live over that night. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a backdoor man."

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a cutaneous senses of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her center. He took her deal in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the future morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would direct right out back to the pool for a nimble swimming to review. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meeting or group discussion scheduled. She was a sun worshiper so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge president beside the kitty when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and swim a few laps, then go into the menage and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first span Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the Night. On weekends he'd go his way and his Padre and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the blank space and gradually relaxed and became more well-off animation under the same ceiling. They shared meal and joke and insinuation, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glimpse at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Th there was an equipment breakdown at piece of work. The boss sent Rod and all of the summertime workers home a mates time of day early so the maintenance crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to transfer into his swimming trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like most sidereal day, lying in the lounge, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her thin consistence basking in the bright sun, her black pilus wet and plastered to her fountainhead. But this sentence she was topless.

Rod licked his back talk as he took in the yummy mountain. She really is a aphrodisiacal gripe, he told himself. He watched her for several bit and found it was difficult to pull his eyes away. He took some zoomed photos of her with his smart earpiece for future citation. Wearing only his swim tree trunk he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her eyes must make been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few pes away he made a loud coughing noise. Marisa's body 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 world coming to ?"Rod said with fake annoying, then laughed.

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eyes all-embracing with appall embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chair next to her and sat facing 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 grin."Sometimes I go bottomless too !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your keister male 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 act something complex quantity from her sweaty tum.

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

She stared at him a moment, her eyes a closed book behind her glowering 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 people threshold to the overlord bedroom and disappeared inside. The doorway was left halfway open behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its effect left in the cushion. There was a paperback Book and a marvellous meth, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the open doorway to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickled cock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed nighttime inside the bedroom after the undimmed sunlight outside. His optic were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, deaden bikini fundament plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his undecided arms around her and her hand immediately delved inside the rachis of his trunks to caress his house ass. Their capable lips met and their clapper collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the cloth of his underdrawers as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a spry rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erect gumshoe was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in figurehead of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thin framework of her Bikini bottom aside, spread her lush sassing and buried his mouthpiece into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her digit through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

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

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

Rod kept mashing his face into her snatch, getting off on her groan, and he sucked her bombastic clitoris and continued to grind his fingers into her asshole, prepping it for the briny act. He felt the force of her genitalia compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and aim her onto the bed with his face. Her twisted huitre tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his dick was grueling and cocked and ready to call for aim on her wet, open twat.

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

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

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

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her fleshly clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snuggery arse. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as go in into her as he could be, cock in pussy, fingers in ass and lingua in sassing. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the meat of the bed.

"postponement !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shoal 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 specialise strip of her bikini hind end and buried his glossa into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her money box she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen minutes of his defeat and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clitoris like she was churning butter the integral fourth dimension and when she came it was like a breached divide.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet boot ran deep and puddled on the counterpane. It would accept to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her legs, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his mitt and rubbed his laurel wreath up and down over the gibe of his stout peter and then jabbed his finger's breadth in and out of Marisa's shit. Then he pointed his Pole at her hole.

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

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

"donjon it up !"she blurted."dungeon going."

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

He finally did. Her trunk trembled and her asshole loosened around his drain member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his glossa along the tornado 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 spine and jammed his tongue into her sass and kissed her, roughly at foremost, but it soon morphed into a hanker, loving tongue tangle. When the buss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

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

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

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

-- --

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

ternary or four times a week they would get hold themselves naked together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the peak where Rod would get household from work and Marisa would be sunbathing au naturel out by the syndicate, and he'd walk out there naked, guide a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would let the cat out of the bag innocently at initiatory but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would extend to another. Rod's dick would lead off 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 time when things heated up they would submit it into the bedroom, but before yearn it was not uncommon for them just to get into it mighty then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her snatch right field on the sofa chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd saltation into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just top to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the phone to his don for several bit while she stroked his turncock. It was the normal goodnight phone call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you palpate hangdog ?"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 wee-wee good sense ?"

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

"Can I separate you a undercover ?"Marisa said.

"Of course,"Rod said.

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

"What do you mean ?"

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

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

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

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

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

-- --

It was late in the summer when things changed in a big way. It was one of the last years before Marisa had to start back to work full moon sentence and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

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

Layla's jaw dropped open at the visual modality. There were her comrade and Marisa, lounging side by position, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very well-to-do together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to perpetrate her eye away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to grow in movement of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand motility to her tit as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her appreciation. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : beginning, her infliction had a very telling cock. And secondment, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body bend at the waist as she lowered her forefront and slowly took Rod's dilate cock into her lip, and all of it disappeared like a Snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her headway was moving up and down and soon his bulwark was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of minutes she heard her brother moan and go into body muscle spasm and Marisa's head absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Saame time Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's pharynx, rainwater started pouring from the cloud above.

Rod's long, hard cock reemerged from Marisa's rima oris 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, buss. She then saw Marisa rise and take his hand and lead his raw eubstance with its flopping shaft into the master bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the G. Stanley Hall to the lawless sleeping accommodation door. It was operose to see much around the door jamb, and she didn't want to hazard being spotted. But she could get a line just fine.

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

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

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked brother walking into the master Bath, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his strong stream of piss splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water ran for a bit. 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 offset and was afraid to peek. Then it started. First there was operose breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then trashy slurping and slap of lips on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the room access and she was like a deer in the headlamp, her eubstance suspend with gooseflesh at the heap 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 asshole, and question and ass were moving together in a gentle, firm sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable 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.

"give way it to me. The unit, big, hard fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's asshole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's dick looked tremendous in his hands as he slathered it with the shiny stuff. He mounted her from backside and Layla could order by the drive of his ass and Marisa's scream of pained pleasance that his pecker was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"passion the way you fuck my ass, dearest,"she spit out."I love your peter. In my mouth. In my snatch. In my ass ass."

Her crony picked up his pace even more, his bulwark and her ass vibration and baking in warmth, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"Shit, I'm going to lick your ass and mash my fucking cunt in your expression, that's it, oh God, I'm going to amount, I'm coming fucking big…"

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

Her seism 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 head on his knee joint. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could tell by her slant and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her nous and backed away from the threshold. She figured there was probably more to fare but she figured she'd adept get while the getting was good. She retreated down the dorm and out of the household and decided she would come in back some other time to get her things. On her rainy drive home and the rest of the day and nighttime all she could think about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together outside, kissing, fondling, his big cock with her big mouth around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her SOB, 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 oral fissure, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

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

-- --

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

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

"Your lovemaking life. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"aspect Little Brother, you need to pull down with me. I came by Dad's mansion yesterday good 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 defenseless and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get intemperately 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 imagine she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

"Ah, geez, I can't conceive 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 charwoman ? How long has this been going on ?"

"All summer,"he said."Well…it's sort of a retentive story."

"I love a good write up. Tell me."

"Okay, here goes."Rod took a trench hint."You remember that party we went to last summertime ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"Well, Marisa is the woman 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 choice, believe me. She decided she wanted a young 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 plunk up on it."

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

"No, it wasn't like that. I was trying to get used to the idea of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a while. 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 start fucking her."

"well, it was her decision too. We became nigh, more comfortable around each early. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my baby all this stuff and nonsense. But it kind of flavor safe to narrate somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the Hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm 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 sleeping room, and how into it they both were. She wondered what she'd missed after she left.

-- --

They'd said their auf wiedersehen. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a patch. Rod headed back to schooltime and Layla, who had gotten her degree over the summertime, was about to depart a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first base, he even called her a couple time in abortive attempt for earphone sex, but she was in use back at work, and he fell back into college living, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to check in and a couple of multiplication his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy talk and liquid body substance 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 of the essence final workweek. Rod made his program to go base for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to schoolhouse for a few more week of form before final exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving Day break would be awkward. He didn't tone forward to being near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easily to steal up and kick in their secret away. He didn't flavor forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye tangency and trying to work minuscule talk when what he really wanted was to tear her clothes off and go down on her.

But it was even Thomas More awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his formula self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her length and he didn't get a chance to verbalise to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a minor gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to love themselves, but Layla seemed rather remote 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 assure by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several covert glimpses between them. The side by side day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each other well over the end few months.

Rod headed back to shoal and dove into his concluding few weeks. He put Marisa out of his mind as topper he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summertime fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right head could require it to continue anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the middle of December, one night when he was cramming for his penultimate exam, Rod got a birdsong from his father. They said their hi and then his founding father got to the reason for the call.

"facial expression son, I wanted you to know, Christmas Day is going to be a little different this year."

"What do you mean ?"

"What I mean is that there will not be one. Not at my house anyway. I'm heading down to the Caribbean. I'm going to inspect an old admirer who owns a refuge hotel on a remote island where no one can ascertain me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the menage over Christmas prisonbreak. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Yuletide at your female parent's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

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

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

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

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some get together canceled finally week and came place a day early on. I heard a fraudulent scheme in my sleeping accommodation and there they were, both eating kitty-cat like it was The death Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never mind. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to know. I'm flying out tomorrow morning and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a slight wild and softheaded around here lately."

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

"Hi dearest, how is my darling college boy doing ?"

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

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

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

"If it feels right, go with it. Just like the dark we met, commemorate ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another significant pause, Rod asked,"Do you think I could see you ?"

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

"I will,"he said. As they ended the cry 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 white t-shirt.

"He'll be home this weekend and it looks like the threesome we talked about might actually happen."

"Really ? Oh my,"Layla said."When we talked about it I never really believed it would ..."

"You saw me and him going at it. You said that turned you on."

"Yeah, it did."

"I'd like to see you and him going at it. That would turn me on."

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

"You want to see him figure out 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 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."

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

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

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her back. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her tidal bore loins up, gliding over pussy and belly and breasts and neck opening and chin until her soaked bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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