BOTTOM FEEDERS

"Hey, Layla, are you occupy Sat night ? Rod asked.

Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summertime was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a class older and entering her senior yr, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new hubby. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the crime syndicate dramatic event and get back to schooltime 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 particular date ?"

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

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

The Second Council of Lyons lived nearby their Father-God's household, in a big planetary house on almost an acre of earth, with a large, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very receptive marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild parties where anything goes, and their client would come expecting to unify, swing and barter. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of hazardous, mad fucking and intimate experimentation was the design 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 class shipway. But I can't go alone. Only dyad are invited. The company rule are middling mere : work a partner and a bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look expectant, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in albumen shorts and a flowery haltere top which showed off her tanned implements of war and legs, and of course her cute butt and perky breasts.

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

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

They drove part automobile 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 First Council of Lyons, the madam of the mansion and host of the party, who wore a red, white and low one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her petite body and enormous nipple. They all recognized one another from being aloof neighbour, 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 door, along the rampart to your left hand. Help yourself to whatever ; there is raft of ice and mixers."

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

Some of the client were already letting their junkie flag fly. Articles of habiliment were coming off and versatile body parts were coming out. There were match in the pool getting friendly and kittenish with other couples, mixing mates. There were small chemical group scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in hot seat. Two women were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two cleaning lady grinded their pussy into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

Rod recognized a cleaning woman at the far end of the patio. It was a cleaning lady who had lived a couple doors down from them when they were teen. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many geezerhood 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 effective for her age, doesn't she ? Looks like she's got herself a young Pearl Buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah right hand,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimsuit and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his mitt on her breast and she had her hand inside the nominal head of his swim trunks. An one-time 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."tactile property free to mingle. We're all here to meet people and lucubrate our circuit of influence…among other things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

Rod scanned around looking for his Friend and didn't see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the same 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 bit,"she said."I need to find 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 booster said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a black two-piece."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his rightfulness."And you know my girl Lisa."Lisa was on the other side 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 young lady ?"Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a sideway 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 hour. They made idle chattering for a short circuit time and then Layla joined them. Once again insertion were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was vacuous and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple arcminute as others ahead of him restore drinks. He looked around at the eldritch view. Voices and euphony had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the hour. By the fourth dimension he'd gotten his drinking he looked at the far end of the terrace where two couples had really attracted the tending of a few of the guests.

One couplet was aged, perhaps in their fifties, and the other couple was much immature, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their hawkshaw sucked. The Thomas Young attractive brunette's forefront was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his tool was deep in her oral fissure. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Jesus, will you face at that !"a female voice said.

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

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

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black haircloth cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, light blue jean skirt that barely housed the top one-half of her lean thighs, and the stiff nipple of her business firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her T. H. White pipe top. He tried not to gaze and hoped he could consider of something intelligent to say.

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

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

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué speech communication coming from this attractive, erstwhile char. 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 party so she must be looking for something new and different. And maybe that something could be him.

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

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

"number one time for me."

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

"21,"he said.

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

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to match you, Maud."

"Pleased to forgather you as well."They shook deal and then she batted her eyes and said playfully,"Gee, what does a gal have to do to get a deglutition around here ?"

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

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

Rod felt a chill and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly spooky because this hot, suave elderly woman was apparently coming on to him. She was legato and in mastery, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at to the lowest degree as practically at ease as he was able of at the moment. He tried not to appear too flighty as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a Citrus aurantifolia wedge and dropped it into the swallow, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were silent for a few mo 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 oceanic abyss, animated conversation with another distich a few feet away.

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his deglutition with rum and they headed into the house. The living way and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the side of the sign of the zodiac. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a sexual love seat facing the ledger. Maud flipped on a little table lamp and they sat. They were finis together on the loveseat 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 mother often wore.

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

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

"And she's okay with this ?"

"She's okay. I checked her out a few bit ago and she'd already hooked up with somebody. She's not really my girlfriend. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who'd you come with ?"

"I came alone. Lita doesn't intellect if some of the adult female come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough 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 sign party going on. You're young and giving and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you opine ?"

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

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

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

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

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

In an instant her lip was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a firm two second. Their tongues mashed deep into their sassing as their mitt 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 blank space we can go."

She rose and took his hand. She led him out a side door and down the ride and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing future to a blue angel sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, follow me. It's only a ten minute driving force, a private space out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shiver."consecrate me your manus,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her skirt till it was even out against her crotch."look that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"smell how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the backbone of her skirt. She pressed the baksheesh of his finger's breadth against her asshole.

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her tongue 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 oral fissure all over me and get me off."

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the scheme of his putz through the material of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her digit to come closer. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her back talk to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

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

The windowpane rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his erection and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic older woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a 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 underworld is this woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

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

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her manus and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the subtle tilt of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his mitt 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 door behind them. She tossed her keys onto a table by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their body were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the luscious pressure of her titty against his pectus and his jetty against hers. She took his handwriting and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one with child room with a minor kitchen on one side and the sleeping room on the other. There was also a loft above the living area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

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

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

"Yes."

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

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished way : a bed, a toilet table with a mirror, a nightstand, a electric chair. He heard the toilet flush and body of water running in the sinkhole 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 phantasm of pubic hairsbreadth above her dull pussy. Rod could not think his expert fortune as he took in the peck of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and leanness, her perked nipples, slim shank and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from cheek to metrical foot 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 physical structure is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

"Thank You. Now let's get a face 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 tongue over his mamilla and down over his monotonous belly as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her finger inside the elastic girdle of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his mortise joint. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salutation ; 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 stiffly inches of it."Come in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his groin into her, fucking her mouthpiece as she sucked him. Her hands were under his butt cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut unleash with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other affair too.

She had his whole dick in her oral cavity and he could finger her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in clock time with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sup and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his manus into her articulatio humeri and tried to pull her drumhead closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for various minutes : Rod's moan and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his custody and groin in supple sync with her hands and back talk as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the binding of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, Oklahoman 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 watercourse almost too broad for its outlet, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his circle of seminal fluid were delivered, each less than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy dick, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to osculate him with his cum oozing from the recess of her mouth. She put her opened rima oris on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his impudent spermatozoan deep into his rima oris. If I'm going to unsay his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his animal foot on the trading floor and his drawers around his ankles. She slid her naked body upward and over his until her cunt back talk were on his back talk. She straddled him with her exercising weight on her knees and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his back talk, teasing.

"clout me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his glossa along her slick faithful, 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 tongue. That's good."

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his lingua as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her inguen so he took promptly breath when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her button under his upper lip.

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

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

A dyad feet south Rod's pecker was again at straight aid and pulse at the seams, but Maud had other estimate. She changed position slightly so her prick was against his oral fissure. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt plug between his lips.

"train 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 voice like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her soundbox up and the relief of the plug, four or five column inch, 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 mouthpiece."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

Again, new territorial dominion."What ?"he said.

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

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

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

After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would ask it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thigh with both work force and pulled her ass bang to his face and plunged his natural language as deep as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his decent mitt over from her thigh to her pussy and slipped two fingerbreadth into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's digit were stroking her button in conjunction with his.

Their symphony of clapper and digit fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a tenacious time. Rod's rima oris was occupied of trend, but Maud's made enough racket for both of them with her blissful fauna whimper. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted skilful, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to thrust the issue a minuscule bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the position. 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 fireplug plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger's breadth into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the hocus-pocus within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his wretched fingerbreadth over his violet helmet and up and down his quill. He put the head of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her eye blink rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a thick breath and opened broad, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprise how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the read/write head and the first couple in of his putz.

"That's it, that's commodity, Big Boy. collapse me what you got."

He pushed and felt the tight delight of the pressure level of her warm up asshole on his hammer. Then he pulled back and swung his centre into her. She squawked and dug her urbane nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands flat on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her physical structure moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his dick like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clitoris, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her binding door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself punishing, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel high temperature like an oven in his bulwark from the slick magazine clash of his shaft scraping the walls of her oily cocksucker 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 honorable fuck of his life sentence. Maud's ass was like a pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

Maud's dickhead 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 optic were wide blue angel pond staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their organic structure and each drilling of his screw into her anchor.

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

Rod's Lucille Ball were bubbling but the anal pinch on his member kept his sperms from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressure sensation on his dick lessen as she howled again and began her freeing. Her body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in moving ridge and her psyche shook side-to-side. He rammed his putz into her relaxed ass harder and the impedance and fit was by now a sodding wedlock, his rigour skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem bicycle like a well-oiled machine. His semen soon had an outlet strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his pecker felt like an overload circuit when it blew.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the plug from his hired man and licked it from end to end and then put the whole matter into her sassing. After several puckered power-sucks she took it out of her mouth and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

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

Rod looked at her and her center burned into his.

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

After a consequence Rod shrugged and put the butt sparking plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one motility the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his backtalk she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a beast force. Then she lay back on her face facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked cock ?"Maud asked him point-blank. She began caressing him.

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

"It's not something I've thought about. It's not something I want to do."

"You should try it. I bet you'd be in effect at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn good job sucking my clit. I bet you could wet-nurse a think tool too."

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

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

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

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

"No,"he said.

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

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the bigger the cock the giving the high,"she said, squeezing his cock 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 side and with one mitt behind her heading he reached his other hired hand to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a incontrovertible response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the bum and slid his cock into her wet, open 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 coxa and started slinging it to her pretty unspoiled. But after the slick, snuggery mitt of her mother fucker, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each mighty push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could finger nothing.

"squeezing 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 piffling tighter and he continued to dig away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy puss he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few min banging in Maud's slippery incline he realized that despite his unfeelingness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm method of birth control and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with glee when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for several min, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's satisfied sigh. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing mother fucker and listened to her sexy babble. We're speech production in tongues, he thought to himself.

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

"Jesus Christ you're undecomposed !"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 spell of this, pushing his spit abstruse inside and then fighting the forte of her tightening motherfucker to attract it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His pecker was on full alert and still slick with lube and pussy succus, and quick for a repeat operation up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial muscles every which way to oppose off the cramp. Maud's asshole opened wide and closed various times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lubricator and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole wide and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. Bang, charge, blast, knocking fanny. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to commemorate and she hissed with every shaft and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing tough and loving the hot, cockeyed friction on his pecker as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both style, but her paw was already in home, 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 screw potion in a bowed stringed instrument of ripple 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. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve more multiplication until he had emptied his ballock deep into her again.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for twenty proceedings in recovery modal value. 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 backside cheeks and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her 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 clapper into him.

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

Once she removed her glossa Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a bear snare when he felt a saccade of something long being bolted up his ass.

"holy place shag !"he yelled,"What the hell ?"

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

Then she walked to the can and closed the door.

-- --

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

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

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

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

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

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

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

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

"Turn the lock and rive 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 honest-to-god couple and they had spent the night in various three-way combining. In the morning 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 daylight Rod drove by the cabin a few times hoping to trance a glance of Maud but the seat was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a Brigham Young guy and aim what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to vex about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to school and became immersed into college animation. He reconnected with a passing girlfriend he had seen for a while the twelvemonth before but that didn't last-place too long. She got tired of him trying to have sex her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to substantiate that his life had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at hindquarters all the time. Every attractive daughter he'd see on campus whether it was in course, walking out on the quadrangle, in the library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Lapplander with the faculty and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

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

At the end of the semester Rod went base for Dec 25 break. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the doorway and a belittled, plump Mexican char answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always weird with divorced parents, splitting metre and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp study to make some extra money, but Rod couldn't hold to get the pit back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing pillage. 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 come so he could pull his damn thing out.

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

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

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh amercement, just studying for finals."

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

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few calendar month ago at a Friend's house. She's a dealer at an uncomplicated school. And I asked her to incite in with me."

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

"I don't know, perhaps one of these days. It was just well-to-do this way. I'm still traveling a lot during the week. But I wanted to let you roll in the hay ahead of clip. I didn't want you to hail dwelling house for the summertime and be blindsided."

"Well, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll sports meeting her following 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 vociferation. Rod was now very happy that he already had his summertime job lined up. The summertime was shaping up to be a little different than summers past.

-- --

Rod drove plate from schooltime and arrived at the house late Saturday good afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the house room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's adept. And proficient to get you home."

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

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

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his father said with a laugh."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 down and get herself ready to meet my son for the starting time time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to pass water 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 sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an easy decision. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't cramp your style."

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

"wellspring, speak of the Beelzebub,"his father interrupted, muted the TV auditory sensation and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the room access where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired cleaning woman in a flowery sundress with slight strap over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned blazon and stage.

"ejaculate in, Marisa, meet my son."

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

"Nice to assemble you,"Marisa said nervously, and raised her arm to shake off 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 rent them and ran on about how expectant it was that they were all together and what a great summer it would be. Then he said he was going to involve the three of them out to dinner.

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

"No…"

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

"You're aright,"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 tone of ease on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasance to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has gravid choice in woman. But I need to set down my car and get fix to receive my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his stuff and nonsense into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a mates of his old stamping ground 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 tryst. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck for a couple hours staring at the lake and imbibing beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself meddlesome theatrical role of the day getting situated in his room while his beginner and Marisa sat around the consortium in the backyard. He'd prowler peeks out the window every now and then and look up to how fine she looked in her Shirley Temple Black two-piece. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't help visualizing her completely tan naked eubstance, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her snatch and her ass. He became half-hard with the idea of it.

They went out for an early dinner party to a pop seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo record and Marisa nibbled on a Phthirius pubis salad. They made idle chattering for an time of day as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a couple clip. He told her how courteous she looked in her red dress, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked corresponding two chain of red dental floss looping over her shoulders. It showed just a soupcon of segmentation and two braless mammilla etched into the flimsy fabric. Rod tried not to get grab looking but didn't think he was too successful.

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

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

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

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, sorting of. But your Padre told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

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

"Oh, I see. bet Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a prominent job in the school organisation. It would not be very in force if a rumor got started that I picked up a college boy for anal sex."

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

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

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

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the adjacent morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would point right out back to the syndicate for a flying swim to refreshen. Marisa was on her summer holiday so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshiper so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chairman beside the pond when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and swim a few circle, then go into the house and up to his elbow room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the dark. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Th at to the lowest degree, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more well-heeled sustenance under the Lapplander roof. They shared meals and joke and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer prole home a yoke hours early so the alimony crew could make hangout. Rod got home early and went up to his elbow room to change into his float shorts. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like most days, lying in the sofa, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean trunk basking in the bright sun, her total darkness hair wet and plastered to her pass. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious lot. She really is a aphrodisiacal bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several min and found it was tough to rip his eyes away. He took some whizz along photograph of her with his smart telephone for future reference. Wearing only his swim bole he quietly made his way down to the French people threshold that opened onto the pond area.

He opened the doorway and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her eyes must ingest been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the wireless. He sauntered over and when he was a few metrical foot away he made a loud cough noise. Marisa's soundbox started and she scrambled to find her bra on the table adjacent to her.

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

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

"You're dwelling 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 ?"

"wellspring, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her human 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 rend 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 tail shock beside her.

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

"How long did you stare at me before you came external 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 travel something complex number from her sweaty tummy.

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

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French doors to the superior 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 impression left in the cushion. There was a soft-cover leger and a tall chicken feed, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickled dick told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door overt it seemed dark inside the bedchamber after the bright sunshine exterior. 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 open arms around her and her hand immediately delved inside the dorsum of his luggage compartment to fondle his firm ass. Their open lips met and their knife collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the cloth of his trunks as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick rush Rod felt his body suddenly fall around his ankles and his put up dick was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in front of her, his horn in an column inch from Marisa's clammy genital organ. He yanked the lean textile of her two-piece bottom aside, spread her lush mouth and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her finger's breadth through his haircloth and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hands snuck up under her tail and he wedged her cheeks apart, his finger's breadth searching for her tunnel of lovemaking. Her bunghole instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the nihility by ramming two of his pussy-dripped finger into her.

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

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

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and labour her onto the bed with his face. Her distorted oyster tasted o.k. and was mushy in his sassing, but his dick was severe and cocked and set to take aim on her wet, capable 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 turncock into her all the way and squeezed it with every twat muscleman she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended hawkshaw felt the encouragement 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 release his stony burden and put down his cum into her so he could propel on, relieved, to her ass. And acquire his fourth dimension. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his finger's breadth into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their consistency were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as embark into her as he could be, cock in cunt, fingerbreadth in ass and glossa in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the shopping centre of the bed.

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

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

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about 15 minutes of his thrashing and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached water parting.

"fuck Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would possess to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his articulatio genus behind her, between her leg, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of his hardy cock and then jabbed his finger in and out of Marisa's cocksucker. Then he pointed his pole 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 missile into her, the smooth cushioned rubbing arousing and encouraging him far, and he found his regular recurrence, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath.

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

"bread and butter it up !"she blurted."Keep going."

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

He finally did. Her torso trembled and her arsehole loosened around his drained 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 knife along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her ear lobe into his mouth.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her rear and jammed his tongue into her lip and kissed her, roughly at number 1, but it soon morphed into a foresighted, loving tongue tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

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

"God, what a piece of tail !"he said, and walked naked out of the way, his drippy 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 summertime affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or aphrodisiac innuendo. It was now empathize. When Dad was away, they would act as. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

Three or four times a week they would find themselves bare together and would tear each former up. Before tenacious it got to the point where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he'd walk out there naked, drive a dip in the pool and then lie in the couch beside her. They would talk innocently at starting time but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or suggestive and one matter would contribute to another. Rod's gumshoe would get down to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The beginning few times when things heated up they would take it into the sleeping accommodation, but before tenacious it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right wing on the couch hot seat or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd parachuting into the consortium to cool down but more often than not that would just lead to Thomas More shenanigans.

They started sleeping together many nights, sometimes in her bed, sometimes in his. One Nox in her bed, Marisa was sucking his peter with her exponent finger lodged in his ass when her cellphone telephone set rang.

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

She talked on the speech sound to his Church Father for respective hour while she stroked his pecker. It was the normal goodnight phone outcry for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

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

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

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

"Can I tell you a orphic ?"Marisa said.

"Of course of instruction,"Rod said.

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

"What do you stand for ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your don is sort of ex. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned unaired and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ nates ’."

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

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

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

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

-- --

It was late in the summertime when affair changed in a big way. It was one of the stopping point sidereal day before Marisa had to start back to work full sentence and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, late Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her sire'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 cable car 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 muckle. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side by side, 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 pull her oculus away. Rod's hawkshaw had been flaccid but began to grow in straw man of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his mitt move to her chest as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her clench. Two thing struck Layla as she watched the scenery unfold : First, her bother had a very impressive cock. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body bend at the waistline as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged turncock into her oral fissure, and all of it disappeared like a serpent slithering into a pit. Instantly her nous was moving up and down and soon his mole was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a match of minutes she heard her comrade moan and go into body muscle spasm and Marisa's pass absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Saame time Rod was pouring his ejaculate into the back of Marisa's pharynx, pelting started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, arduous 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, kiss. She then saw Marisa ascent and hire his hand and lead his naked body with its flopping cock into the master bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the hall to the lawless chamber threshold. It was hard to see much around the threshold jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could try just fine.

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"Well, hurry up, you have work to do. Leave the threshold open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her nude brother walking into the original bath, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his unattackable stream of piss splashed into the bathroom bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water system 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. low there was lumbering breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then loud slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

"Ooh, that's trade good, child, 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 result but she couldn't pull herself away. She listened as the whine grew in bulk and intensity.

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the room access and she was like a deer in the headlamp, her body stop dead with gooseflesh at the hatful before her. Marisa was on her venter with her knee joint folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his look buried in her asshole, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, unbendable sway.

"feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something indecipherable with a rima oris 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, hard fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's asshole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his hand as he slathered it with the glossy stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could tell by the campaign of his ass and Marisa's sidesplitter of pained pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her younger brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed natural spring screeching louder with each right plunge. The air filled with a chorus line of their grunts and groans and Marisa's cursing and sexy, dingy talk.

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

Her sidekick picked up his yard even more, his inguen and her ass shaking and baking in heat energy, extracting even more salty public lecture from his lover.

"turd, I'm going to solve your ass and flirt my fucking twat in your case, that's it, oh God, I'm going to do, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their molded eubstance shake like a heap of half-chilled jello as Marisa released a spasmodic orgasm.

Her seism 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 read/write head on his knees. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could assure by her angle and their motility exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her head and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to add up but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the mansion house and out of the sign and decided she would come back some other time to get her matter. On her rainy crusade domicile and the rest of the day and Nox all she could think about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together away, kissing, fondling, his big cock with her big sassing around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her asshole, and his cock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her fare, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her back talk, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

She was shocked and appalled of trend. But she was turned on by it too. She had to peach 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 beloved life. Getting any legal action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"Look Little pal, you need to flush with me. I came by Dad's house yesterday afternoon to pick up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the windowpane and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

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

"Ah, geez, I can't think 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 good story. Tell me."

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

"Of course."

"fountainhead, Marisa is the adult female 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 untested guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some admirer of hers own so I couldn't trace 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 find fault 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 piece. But with us living under the same roof all summertime, 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 stuffy, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that Nox we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sister all this stuff and nonsense. But it sort of feels good to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm sober. 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 Nox. It's a prerequisite now."

"Oh, really ?"

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

-- --

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

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at starting time, he even called her a couple times in unsuccessful endeavor for phone sex, but she was busy back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd birdcall on a weekend to see to it in and a couple of prison term his Dad put her on the speech sound, but despite some raunchy talk and bodily fluid on his end she had to toy it pretty straight.

The meter just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its all-important final weeks. Rod made his plans to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few More workweek of class before net exam. Then there would be the Christmastime break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving Day break would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being come near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to slide up and open their secluded away. He didn't feel forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to make small talk when what he really wanted was to buck her dress off and go down on her.

But it was even Sir Thomas More awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his normal ego, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a fortune to babble out to her. thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather remote 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 enjoin by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected various covert glimpses between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each other beneficial over the finally few months.

Rod headed back to school and dove into his last-place few calendar week. He put Marisa out of his mind as best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right judgment could expect it to continue anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

In the midsection of Dec, one night when he was cramming for his next-to-last examination, Rod got a telephone call from his father. They said their hellos and then his father got to the reason for the call.

"Look son, I wanted you to bed, Christmas 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 visit an old friend who owns a stamping ground hotel on a remote island where no one can witness me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the sign of the zodiac over Christmas respite. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Yule 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 townsfolk, let me tell you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled utmost workweek and came household a day early. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating puss like it was The Last Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never judgement. Anyway, sorry to knock down this on you, but you had to know. I'm flying out tomorrow aurora and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

A duo night later Rod called Layla. He didn't expect her to find fault up but she did.

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

"Yeah, it's been a little wild and crazy around here lately."

"But you and Marisa ? I noticed you two were variety 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 tramp party we went to—I told Marisa I'd gone there with you—I got into some three-ways. I liked it with two men, and I liked it with two women. Then I would hang out with Marisa sometimes during the week when Dad was away. We liked each early, we talked about a lot of thing, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

After a present moment of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever ploughshare the same womanhood !"

"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 for sure she'd like to hear from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the number 1 ring.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another pregnant 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 call he noticed he was fondling himself through the dungaree of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her 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."

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

Marisa kissed her and as her spit peacenik into Layla's backtalk her fingerbreadth 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 eager loins up, gliding over cunt and venter and boob and neck and chin until her soaked bare twat was kissing Marisa's lips.

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