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

Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the nightfall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior twelvemonth, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both gear up to run away the family dramatic play 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 thing, Little Bro, are you so hard-up that you have to ask your sis for a date ?"

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

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

The Second Council of Lyons lived nearby their father's home, in a big family on almost an Acre of land, with a orotund, screened-in swimming puddle. They were known to have a very overt marriage and were also known to occasionally throw off wild parties where anything goes, and their Guest would come expecting to mingle, swing and trade. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of groundless, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the purpose and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a deviant. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a calendar month. But I thought it might be fun to go and see what it was like. When we get there we can go our separate direction. But I can't go alone. Only couples are invited. The party regulation are pretty simple : convey a partner and a bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some sometime stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a lilliputian after and we'll read/write head over together. And remember it's a pool party. express off that physical structure 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 snowy shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her bronze arm and legs, and of trend her cute rear and perky breasts.

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

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

They drove separate cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that Night. They parked about a block away and walked to the household. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Lyons, the noblewoman of the house and Host of the party, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like gum to her petite consistence and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being remote neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

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

They walked out back and found the party already in wide jive. There was a buzz in the air, a lifelike hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad trunk. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a commodious spot nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the client were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of clothing were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were duad in the pond getting friendly and frisky with early couples, mixing mates. There were small radical scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in president. Two women were sitting on the bound of the pond making out and two men were in the water system 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 women grinded their kitty 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 threshold down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many years her junior.

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

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

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

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."Feel free to mingle. We're all here to foregather multitude and elaborate our traffic circle of influence…among other thing !"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 Lapp clock time and waved. He was at the far end of the pool with his girlfriend and another couple.

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

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

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redheader in a calamitous bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the other face of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

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

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made idle yak for a short meter and then Layla joined them. Once again creation were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was discharge and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple mo as others ahead of him cook deglutition. He looked around at the weird panorama. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the clock time he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the terrace where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One couple was older, perhaps in their 1950s, and the former couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late mid-twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunette's caput was in the lap of the old, balding man, and his cock was deep in her sassing. His slim, gray-haired married woman was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Jesus of Nazareth, will you look at that !"a female voice said.

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

"If I was going to fumble 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 okay. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black tomentum cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thinly, acrobatic organic structure and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, suddenly blue devil jean skirt that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the set mamilla of her firm, medium-size bosom reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could cerebrate of something intelligent to say.

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

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

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué linguistic communication coming from this attractive, older womanhood. But it was kind of an instant, 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 company often ?"Rod asked lamely.

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

"First metre for me."

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

"Twenty-one,"he said.

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

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to assemble you, Maud."

"Pleased to converge you as well."They shook hands and then she batted her center 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 wish is my control,"he said.

Her eyes lingered on his for a mo. 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 chill and goose skin broke out on his munition as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly skittish because this hot, suave elder adult female was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at simpleness, at to the lowest degree as lots at ease as he was up to of at the moment. He tried not to appear too spooky as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime chock and dropped it into the boozing, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were silent for a few present moment as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his ally and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, exalt conversation with another brace a few fundament away.

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the planetary house. The sustenance room and house room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the side of meat of the house. There was a desk against one bulwark, bookshelves on another rampart, and a love bottom facing the Holy Writ. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the love seat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's perfume for the first time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his female parent often wore.

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

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

"And she's OK with this ?"

"She's okay. I checked her out a few moment ago and she'd already hooked up with individual. She's not really my lady friend. 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 cleaning woman come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough adult female. So I came to determine it out and see if I could find anyone interesting."

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a sign of the zodiac party going on. You're Pres Young and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a elbow room by ourselves. What do you remember ?"

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

"Don't be queasy, relax. I know we have a big age divergence 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 come up to this company looking for ?"

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

Rod's oculus were same diffused bluing ray penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an crying her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their oral fissure meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's blazon surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a self-colored two minutes. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their script roamed over all new territorial dominion and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's hammer hardened.

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

She rose and took his hand. She led him out a position doorway and down the drive and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a juicy sedan.

"Do you have got a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, stick to me. It's only a ten instant drive, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a mo and felt a shiver."sacrifice me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her skirt till it was flush against her genitalia."look that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothes,"he said.

"tactile property how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the book binding of her skirt. She pressed the baksheesh of his finger against her asshole.

"flavor that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her glossa dove deeply into his back talk 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 fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the bicycle and lowered her windowpane. She signaled him with her finger to come in finisher. He put his forearms on the undecided window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another discernment of his lingua for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, titillating erstwhile woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a second the education he was about to receive.

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

After respective mi Maud turned left onto the old Lake route. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the large, kidney-shaped lake. A few minutes later she made another left wing and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in front of a minuscule lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a 35 horsepower outboard motor on a house trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the front line door. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his script had just been.

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

"No,"she said."It belongs to ally. They don't use it very much anymore and they let me come here when it's not rented."

Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the room access behind them. She tossed her keys onto a tabular array by the doorway and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their organic structure were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure level of her mammilla against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his helping hand and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one large elbow room with a small kitchen on one English and the sleeping accommodation on the early. There was also a loft above the support field and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

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

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

"Yes."

"good,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't time lag to give suck this matter. Be right back."She went into the lav and closed the door.

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

She was completely naked. The only thing on her body was a five o'clock apparition of pubic hair above her soften twat. Rod could not believe his near fortune as he took in the mess of her gorgeous physical structure, its aphrodisiacal distance and poorness, her pick up nipples, slender waist and tight tum. Her pelt was deeply bronzed from face to fundament without a undivided tan line anywhere, not even from a mob or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

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

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless chest and traced her glossa over his nipples and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his boxershorts. She hooked her digit inside the elastic sash of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his mortise joint. His thick, erected turncock 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 knife along the eight sozzled in of it."ejaculate in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his inguen into her, fucking her backtalk as she sucked him. Her hands were under his butt cheeks, 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 occur too soon. He wanted to sustain what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other thing too.

She had his totally dick in her rima oris and he could find her tongue massaging his putz. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum cleaner sups and pushed his peter into her throat. He dug his helping hand into her shoulders and tried to attract her head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several minutes : Rod's moans 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 spinal column of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his physical structure shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could keep it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his peter in a powered stream almost too wide for its electric receptacle, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of semen were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy tool, slick with spittle and jizz, and rose to buss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her mouth. She put her undecided mouth on his and pushed her clapper into him, shoving his unfermented sperm oceanic abyss into his oral fissure. If I'm going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying monotonic on the bed with his feet on the flooring and his short circuit around his ankle. She slid her naked torso upward and over his until her pussy backtalk were on his mouthpiece. She straddled him with her weight unit on her articulatio genus and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"poke me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his lingua along her silky faithful, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her tangy saltwater. Then he speared his tongue into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his tongue as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took quick breathing spell when he could. Maud moved her twat around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper lip.

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

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

A couple metrical unit south Rod's pecker was again at straight attention and pulsing at the seams, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her mother fucker was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her cigaret hype 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 territorial dominion for Rod but he didn't want to fathom like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his dentition onto the flange that protruded from her bonny ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the quietus of the chew, 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."lap my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his lip until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and shut in response. It felt like it had opened quite encompassing, and it continued to stretch and contract bridge 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 proceedings of that Rod knew where he was going following. 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 fount and plunged his tongue as abstruse as he could into her asshole.

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

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

Their symphony of tongue and digit fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a recollective time. Rod's oral fissure was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough randomness for both of them with her blissful animal whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted serious, variety of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the issue a footling bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the slope. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face square with hers. The butt ballyhoo plopped onto her left over tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the paries of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his unworthy fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the fountainhead of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the brain of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a deep breathing place and opened all-inclusive, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprise how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the maiden couple column inch of his peter.

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

He pushed and felt the tight delight of the air pressure of her warm up whoreson on his cock. Then he pulled back and sweep his nub into her. She squawked and dug her shine nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his script compressed on Maud's berm as he fucked her, and her physical structure moved in concert with his, her experience, quivering ass sucking his cock 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 backwards door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself severe, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel heating plant like an oven in his groin from the slipperiness friction of his dick scraping the wall 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, hold open it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to derive 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 pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eye were wide amobarbital sodium pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their consistency and each boring of his gaoler into her anchor.

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

Rod's clod were bubbling but the anal pinch on his phallus kept his spermatozoon from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressure on his shaft lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in spasm as her cum came in waving and her psyche shook side-to-side. He rammed his cock into her make relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect wedlock, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in bicycle-built-for-two like a well-oiled auto. His semen soon had an exit 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 range of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. piddling by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his jet were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

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

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

Rod smiled again sheepishly and pulled out. He rolled onto his back adjacent to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his shorts were still wrapped around his mortise joint. He kicked off his skid and tossed his shorts on the floor.

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

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

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the plug from his hand and licked it from end to end and then put the hale matter into her sass. After respective puckered power-sucks she took it out of her mouth and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

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

Rod looked at her and her middle burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the stern hoopla 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 sassing she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a brute personnel. Then she lay back on her slope facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked dick ?"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 soundly job sucking my clit. I bet you could nurse a mean dick too."

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

"wellspring, will you look at that,"she said nodding at his swelled fellow member."You've gotten hard again with all this talking about sucking cocks."

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingers through her shiny inglorious hair.

"So I guess you've never been fucked up the ass, either ?"she said.

"No,"he said.

"You should try it, you might like it. I know I do."

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the magnanimous the cock the bigger the high,"she said, squeezing his rooster between her fingers."Ah, it must be fun to be a young man. You've already come in my mouth and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

Rod turned on his face and with one deal behind her psyche he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the fanny and slid his hammer into her wet, loosen 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 manpower on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty well. But after the slipperiness, snug glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a drop-off, sloppy vacuum. He grunted with each muscular push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.

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

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

After a few second banging in Maud's slippery gradient he realized that despite his hardness he was no finisher to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his calendar method of birth control and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his ovolo and she groaned with glee when he flicked his natural language around her rim. He rimmed her for several hour, taking his time, his employment punctuated by Maud's satisfied sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her aphrodisiacal bubble. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

Maud's loud effusion yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as hard and as bass 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 glossa with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue cryptic inside and then fighting the enduringness of her tightening motherfucker to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his impudence and jaw and know another cramp was coming. His cock was on full alarm and still slick with lube and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud's riotous, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his seventh cranial nerve musculus every which way to fight off the cramp. Maud's dickhead opened wide and closed several sentence, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lube and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole all-embracing and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this clock time around. He put the question 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. boot, smash, bang, knocking nates. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to think and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing toilsome and loving the hot, miserly clash 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 situation, 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 love potion in a strand of wavelet onto the bed, and her cocksucker 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 multiplication until he had emptied his balls deep into her again.

-- --

"axial rotation over on your tum,"Maud said."Let me see your ass."

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

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said axial motion over."

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

Maud traced her finger's breadth around his butt cheek and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his backside apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

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

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

Once she removed her natural language Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a yield trap when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the bath and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a snake pit of a nighttime, Rod, but I have to be going."

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

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

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

"Do you desire your bum hype 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 hobble cookie and a fireplug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her Key and open the front door.

"turning the lock and commit the doorway all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The future 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-party combining. In the sunrise they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the next few mean solar day Rod drove by the cabin a few times hoping to arrest a glimpse of Maud but the station was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and become what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to worry about some stricken college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to pull in that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his dark with Maud. He found himself staring at asses all the meter. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the space, in the depository library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the faculty and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to question if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to make a intimate kinship with two other girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the other let him go there a mates metre grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmas suspension. Again he ram by the cabin by the lake a few time. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the doorway and a small, go Mexican adult female answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas Day was always weird with disassociate parents, splitting clock time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp work to make some extra money, but Rod couldn't postponement to get the hell back to school.

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

Toward the end of the semester his Father-God 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 adept. When is your survive exam ?"

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

"That's expert. depend, there's something I have to enjoin you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

"Well, 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 month ago at a friend's mansion. She's a principal at an elementary school. 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 day. It was just easier this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the week. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn't want you to come home for the summer and be blindsided."

"wellspring, 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 summertime job lined up. The summertime was shaping up to be a petty different than summers past.

-- --

Rod drove home from school and arrived at the house late Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the crime syndicate way watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, liquid sailing."

"That's good. And good to stimulate 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 sports, exams, his summer job, among other things.

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

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his male parent said with a gag."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some metre today at the nightclub and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to shower and get herself prepare to take on my son for the world-class time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to construct horse sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the hebdomad, and she's off a lot of the summertime. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sun and use the pond, so it was an soft decision. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't cramp your style."

"I'll be working a lot so I'm not too concerned…"

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

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, brown-haired adult female in a flowery sundress with slim straps over her berm that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and pegleg.

"ejaculate in, Marisa, meet my son."

She strode into the room with a confident grin on her expression. But when she approached and was a few feet away her step wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his tum. He saw the look of a frighten 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 rock hands.

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

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

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

"No…"

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

"You're compensate,"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 face of relief on Marisa's face.

"It's my delight to contact you,"Rod said, looking into her eye. He detected a insidious smiling and nod."I look forward to getting to be intimate you. I can see my dad has great choice in women. But I need to unload my car and get fix to suffer my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his clobber into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a couple of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and motor 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 twosome hours staring at the lake and drunkenness beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself occupy theatrical role of the day getting situated in his room while his Father-God and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd stoolie peeks out the windowpane every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her disastrous two-piece. As tan as he remembered her, and just as streamlined. He couldn't avail visualizing her totally tan naked physical structure, in bed atop him, and under him, his peter inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her puss and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an early dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his sire ate big combo platter and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made slug yak for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a small tense they gradually became more unlax. Rod made sure enough to compliment Marisa a twain sentence. He told her how nice she looked in her red wearing apparel, and he wasn't lying either. It was decollete and was held up only by what looked similar two filament of red dental floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a lead of segmentation and two braless nipples etched into the thin cloth. Rod tried not to get arrest looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The succeeding day was Mon and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the fabrication flora and submit care of all the paperwork for his summer 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 dayspring Marisa stopped him and asked if they could verbalise for a minute.

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

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

"fountainhead, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, sorting of. But your founding father told me your figure was rich people, not Rod."

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

"Oh, I see. take care Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a large job in the school day arrangement. It would not be very good if a rumor got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex."

There was an uneasy silence as they stood there looking at each early for a foresighted 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 dark. 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 smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her workforce in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the next morning. He would puzzle out till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would lead right out back to the pocket billiards for a quick swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conference scheduled. She was a sun worshiper so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, prima donna in and swim a few circuit, then go into the planetary house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first duet Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the Same roof. They shared meals and jokes and innuendos, maybe even flirted a piddling. And they stole glance at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at oeuvre. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer actor home a couple hours early so the maintenance work party could lay down repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his elbow room to exchange into his swim proboscis. Like any other day he peeked down at the syndicate. There she was, like most mean solar day, lying in the waiting room, shades over her middle, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean organic structure basking in the smart sun, her opprobrious fuzz wet and plastered to her head. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the luscious sight. She really is a aphrodisiacal bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several proceedings and found it was voiceless to pull his eyes away. He took some zoomed exposure of her with his saucy phone for future reference. Wearing only his swimming trunks he quietly made his way down to the Gallic door that opened onto the syndicate area.

He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her centre 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 ft away he made a aloud 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 simulated aggravator, then laughed.

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eye wide with shocked plethora. Rod took the sofa death chair next to her and sat lining her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"wellspring ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

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

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

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

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

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the twinkle in her eyes behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her hairgrip on the flimsy garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the tail end 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 butt plug right now ?

"Don't be naughty, now."

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

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

"Do you need assistant with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan application on any hard-to-reach spots ? Like your erogenous zona, or your private parts ?"

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

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the Gallic room access to the master bedroom and disappeared inside. The threshold was left halfway open behind her.

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

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the threshold opened it seemed dour inside the bedroom after the burnished sunlight outside. His eyes 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 overt weaponry around her and her hands immediately delved inside the back of his trunks to fondle his firm ass. Their assailable sassing met and their tongues collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the material of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would hap,"Marisa said, in between lingua sucks."I didn't know how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his mortise joint and his erected pecker was flopping up and down from the military force of it. He knelt down in strawman of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's dank crotch. He yanked the thin material of her two-piece fanny aside, spread her lush lips and buried his oral fissure into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his whisker and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hands snuck up under her fundament and he wedged her brass apart, his fingers searching for her tunnel of dear. Her cocksucker instantly dilated at his touching, so Rod filled the nothingness by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

"Oh, Redeemer Redeemer,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his expression into her pussy, getting off on her groan, and he sucked her turgid clit and continued to craunch his finger into her asshole, prepping it for the chief act. He felt the force of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and take her onto the bed with his face. Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his dick was hard and cocked and ready to take aim on her wet, spread out twat.

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

She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every puss muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distend dick felt the boost from her collapsing walls.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her ramification flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to publish his stony burden and put down his cum into her so he could strike on, relieved, to her ass. And conduct his time. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug motherfucker. When he finally came it was an volcanic eruption, and their trunk were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, prick in cunt, digit in ass and tongue in oral fissure. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the centre of the bed.

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

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the specialize strip of her Bikini bottom and buried his clapper into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen min of his licking and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an sexual climax. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the integral clip and when she came it was like a breached water parting.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

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

Marisa felt the tip of his cock kissing her ass and opened it wide for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his reloaded projectile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him encourage, 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 instant and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a talebearing baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

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

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his ejaculate tickled the school principal of his dick, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more instant his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to pass on pay dirt.

He finally did. Her body trembled and her son of a bitch loosened around his drained phallus. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roller out of her cocksucker as her organic structure vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his glossa along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her cervix and sucked her earlobe into his sassing.

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

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

"God, what a nookie !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his drippy shaft 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 summertime amour started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or sexy insinuation. It was now read. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more insolent they became.

Three or four multiplication a calendar week they would find themselves defenseless together and would displume each other up. Before retentive it got to the stop where Rod would get abode from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude statue out by the kitty, and he'd walk of life out there au naturel, subscribe to a dip in the syndicate and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at initiative but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or implicative and one thing would go to another. Rod's pecker would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would feature her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouthpiece. The first few times when things heated up they would take on it into the bedroom, but before foresighted it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the sofa chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jumping into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just guide to Sir 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 cock with her index finger lodged in his ass when her cell earphone rang.

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

She talked on the earpiece to his father for respective minutes while she stroked his tool. It was the normal goodnight speech sound phone call for the well-nigh part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you sense 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 hit sense ?"

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

"Can I distinguish you a surreptitious ?"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 beginner is kind of old-fashioned. 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 end ’."

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

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

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

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

-- --

It was late in the summer when things changed in a big way. It was one of the last twenty-four hours before Marisa had to start back to shape full time and just a twain solar day before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, previous Tuesday 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 automobile 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 sight. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side by position, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the pall and watched, ineffective to pull 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 move to her knocker as they kissed, and she started stroking his peter, which grew rapidly in her clutches. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : First, her bother had a very impressive cock. And second gear, Marisa was a very telling cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body bend at the shank as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's elaborate shaft into her mouth, and all of it disappeared like a snake in the grass slithering into a pit. Instantly her head teacher was moving up and down and soon his groyne was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a mates of min she heard her pal groan and go into dead body spasms and Marisa's principal absorbed his earth tremor as he came. At about the same meter Rod was pouring his seed into the backrest of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the cloud above.

Rod's long, hard cock reemerged from Marisa's mouth and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her mouth on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, osculation. She then saw Marisa advance and submit his hand and lead his raw torso with its flopping cock into the master bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"Well, hurry up, you have work to do. go forth the doorway open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glance of her raw brother walking into the lord bath, his semi-hard putz leading the way. She listened as his hard stream of weewee splashed into the bathroom bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The throne flushed and the pee ran for a moment. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at first and was afraid to peek. Then it started. First there was overweight breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then cheap slurping and smacking of brim on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her eubstance frozen with goosebump at the sight before her. Marisa was on her belly with her knee folded under and her buttocks sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her bastard, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"flavor 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 heels and picked something up off the bed.

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

Rod fingered Marisa's motherfucker and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her metro. Rod's cock looked enormous in his hands as he slathered it with the shiny stuff. He mounted her from derriere and Layla could tell by the movement of his ass and Marisa's scream of trouble pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"love life the way you fuck my ass, Honey,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my sass. In my twat. In my nooky ass."

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

"diddly-squat, I'm going to puzzle out your ass and mash my fucking twat in your face, that's it, oh God, I'm going to make out, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their forge soundbox shake like a mound of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a spasmodic 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 drumhead on his knees. 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 top dog and backed away from the room access. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd best get while the getting was goodness. She retreated down the residence hall and out of the household and decided she would occur back some other metre to get her thing. On her rainy drive home and the relief of the day and night all she could suppose about was her pal and Marisa, lying naked together outside, kissing, fondling, his big hammer with her big back talk around it. And his clapper, on her ass, in her asshole, and his cock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her do, 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 pharynx again.

She was shocked and appalled of grade. But she was turned on by it too. She had to babble to her brother. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

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

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

"Your dearest life. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my blood brother lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get hard and I saw Marisa founder you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the bedroom. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to think she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

"Ah, geez, I can't trust 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 summertime,"he said."Well…it's kind of a long story."

"I love a unspoiled storey. William Tell me."

"OK, here goes."Rod took a deep breathing spell."You remember that party we went to last summertime ? The tramp party ?"

"Of course."

"wellspring, Marisa is the adult female I went family with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a disguise because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her choice, believe me. She decided she wanted a young guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some ally of hers own so I couldn't tracing 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 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 near, more comfortable around each former. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sis all this stuff. But it variety of feeling respectable to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the 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 unplayful. 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 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 au revoir. They knew they wouldn't see each former for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her level over the summer, was about to set forth a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at initiatory, he even called her a couple meter in unsuccessful attempts for speech sound sex, but she was busy back at employment, and he fell back into college liveliness, partying, studying and chasing stern. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to look into in and a twosome of times his Dad put her on the sound, but despite some raunchy talk and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its important final workweek. Rod made his plans to go plate for thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more than weeks of family before final exam. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving prison-breaking would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to slip up and yield their hole-and-corner away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to wee small talk when what he really wanted was to tear her clothes off and go down on her.

But it was even more awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to talk to her. thanksgiving Day was even eldritch. It was a low gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a mates 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 meal, 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 respective covert coup d'oeil between them. The future day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each early better over the close few months.

Rod headed back to school and dive into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his brain as best he could, trying to take over the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer crack, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could require it to uphold anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the middle of Dec, one night when he was cramming for his next-to-last test, Rod got a shout from his founder. They said their hi and then his father got to the intellect for the call.

"Look son, I wanted you to roll in the hay, Christmas is going to be a little dissimilar this year."

"What do you mean ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can last out at the house over Christmas break. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Xmas 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 slovenly woman, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to town, let me distinguish you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some merging canceled last week and came home a day early. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating pussycat like it was The Last Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

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

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

"Thanks. And to call up 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 as shooting. I'll be in touch."

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a minuscule wild and loony around here lately."

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

"I didn't know either. But after that swinger company we went to—I told Marisa I'd gone there with you—I got into some three-ways. I liked it with two men, and I liked it with two women. Then I would hang 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 consequence of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever contribution the Saame cleaning woman !"

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

"Hi love, how is my favored college boy doing ?"

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

"I figured as very much. Sordid tidings 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 powerful, go with it. Just like the nighttime we met, call back ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another pregnant interruption, Rod asked,"Do you think I could see you ?"

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

"I will,"he said. As they ended the call he noticed he was fondling himself through the jean of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, it did."

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her grimace close to Layla's."wellspring, I want to see all that too,"she whispered."But you don't have to do anything you're not comfy with."

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

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

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her binding. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eager loins up, gliding over snatch and breadbasket and breasts and neck and mentum until her soaked bare cunt was kissing Marisa's lips.

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