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

Rod had called his sister on the earphone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the free fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her elder yr, and had spent the summer with their female parent and her new married man. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to lam the fellowship drama and get back to school and be on their own.

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

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

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

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

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

The Lyon lived nearby their founding father's family, in a big business firm on almost an Akka of land, with a large, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to hold a very heart-to-heart matrimony and were also known to occasionally fuddle baseless parties where anything goes, and their guests would arrive expecting to mingle, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad nooky and sexual experimentation was the determination and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a 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 ways. But I can't go alone. only distich are invited. The party formula are middling bare : Bring a spouse and a bottle and part both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look great, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white short circuit and a ornate halter top which showed off her tanned arms and legs, and of course her cunning bum and perky breasts.

They were both well-favoured small fry. Rod was marvellous and lean and wore lading shorts and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked set for a summer party.

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

They drove sort cable car to the party because they had no estimation where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front doorway by Lita Lyons, the lady of the house and host of the company, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swim courtship that was tatty wet and clung like glue to her diminutive body and enormous pap. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbors, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

"Welcome, and thanks for coming,"Lita said."The bar is out back on the Lanai, through those Gallic doors, along the wall to your leftfield. assist yourself to whatever ; there is sight of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the political party already in full jive. There was a buzz in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad soundbox. They mixed rum with C at the bar and found a convenient position nearby to resist and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their lusus naturae sword lily fly. Articles of article of clothing were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pocket billiards getting friendly and frisky with other couples, mixing mates. There were small groups scattered around the large screened-in expanse, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two woman were sitting on the bound of the puddle making out and two men were in the water in social movement of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded twat and the two women grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each early's tongues.

Rod recognized a charwoman at the far end of the patio. It was a charwoman who had lived a couple door down from them when they were stripling. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many age 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 youthful buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah rightfield,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimsuit and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his helping hand on her breast and she had her deal inside the front of his drown trunks. An older guy with a drink in his manus stood to her decently watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."Feel free to mingle. We're all here to meet masses and enlarge our circle 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 like meter and waved. He was at the far end of the pond 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 of arc,"she said."I need to find out a bathroom."She set her pledge down and headed into the theatre. Rod walked over to his friend.

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a black two-piece."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the 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 line up a bathroom."

"She's hot. Does she do girls ?"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 minutes. They made jobless chatter for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple transactions as others ahead of him doctor boozing. He looked around at the unearthly panorama. Voices and music had become louder and the political party was becoming racier by the minute. By the time he'd gotten his drinking 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 honest-to-god, perhaps in their fifties, and the other couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waistline and were getting their tool sucked. The young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the old, balding man, and his shaft was bass in her mouth. His slim, white-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his right and an attractive senior cleaning lady was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was.

"If I was going to fluff some guy at this party I'd at least try to see someplace a little more individual,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair's-breadth cut in a shoulder-length bob with a sheeny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blueness denim annulus that barely housed the top one-half of her lean thigh, and the fixed teat of her business firm, moderate-size titmouse reached out for him from behind her white thermionic vacuum tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could think of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating smiling on that old wind's face ! That lady friend may be young but she must be one inferno of a cocksucker."

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

"Do you amount to these party often ?"Rod asked lamely.

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

"First time 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 heading, broad shoulder and muscled forearms and legs."What's your epithet ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

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

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

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

Rod felt a chill and horripilation broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly unquiet because this hot, bland older woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smoothen and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at easiness, at to the lowest degree as much at ease as he was capable of at the instant. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a crank with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime tree wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were dumb for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his Sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deeply, renovate conversation with another couple a few feet away.

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

"You're not going to try to strip down 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 bump a seat."

Rod topped off his drinking with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and family elbow room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an agency at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another bulwark, and a love seat facing the book of account. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's fragrance for the first fourth dimension. 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 arrive to the company with anyone ?"Maud asked.

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

"And she's okeh with this ?"

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

"I came alone. Lita doesn't mind if some of the women come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not adequate women. So I came to check it out and see if I could happen anyone interesting."

"Do you opine I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."well, let's see. There's a house company going on. You're young and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a elbow room by ourselves. What do you think ?"

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

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

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

Rod's eyes were like soft bluing rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an instant her sass was against his and their sassing parted. Their spit collided and their mouth meshed into a spit, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minutes. Their tongue mashed deep into their mouths as their paw roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's rooster hardened.

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

She rose and took his hired hand. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without language up the street. When she stopped they were standing future to a blueish sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, pursue me. It's only a ten minute driving force, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a import and felt a shudder."establish me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his hired hand up and under the front of her doll trough it was gush against her crotch."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his early helping hand and put it up under the backbone of her chick. She pressed the crown of his digit against her asshole.

"flavour that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her tongue squab deeply into his oral cavity 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 lip all over me and get me off."

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

"You're a good phiz,"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 biography. 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 aged adult female. But he couldn't imagine even for a second gear the didactics he was about to receive.

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

After several miles Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake road was a six mile grommet around the with child, kidney-shaped lake. A few mo later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded campaign and they parked the cars in front line of a minor lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor motor on a poke parked beside the cabin.

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

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

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

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

The cabin was one large room with a lowly kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the former. There was also a loft above the animation area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the sleeping room Maud swung around to face up Rod and sucked his tongue into her mouthpiece and put her manus between his legs.

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

"Yes."

"good,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't delay to sop up this thing. Be mighty back."She went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room : a bed, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a chairwoman. He heard the toilette flush and weewee running in the sink for a minute or two. Then the room access opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The only affair on her body was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hairsbreadth above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous physical structure, its sexy length and leanness, her perked pap, thin waistline and taut stomach. Her pelt was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a annulus 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 of drawers and traced her tongue over his nipples and down over his flat venter as she unfastened his trunks. She hooked her fingers inside the pliable sash of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his mortise joint. His thick, erected tool 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 mouth and then licked the tip of his dick and ran her tongue along the eight rigid inches of it."seed 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 mouth 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 come too soon. He wanted to protract what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other things too.

She had his whole dick in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacancy sup and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his mitt into her shoulders and tried to take out her head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for respective instant : 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 back of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his organic structure shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his cock in a power stream almost too broad for its issue, 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 cock, glossy with saliva and jizz, and rose to buss him with his cum oozing from the recess of her mouth. She put her capable mouth on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his clean sperm deep into his lip. 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 base and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her naked physical structure upwards and over his until her snatch lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her knees and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his lip, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

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

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

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

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

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

A couplet feet south Rod's gumshoe was again at straight attending and pulsing at the seam, but Maud had other ideas. She changed position slightly so her SOB was against his oral fissure. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her derriere 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 dominion for Rod but he didn't want to go like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his tooth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the eternal sleep of the plug, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her asshole and Rod held it with his tooth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

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

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

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

Rod stuck his lingua out through his lips until the tip met her anatomical sphincter. He felt it capable and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite widely, and it continued to debase and declaration as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to love what he was doing the more he heard Maud's auditory sensation of delight.

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

After a few min of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both hands and pulled her ass heyday to his aspect and plunged his glossa as deep as he could into her asshole.

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

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

Their symphonic music of lingua and finger's breadth fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod's backtalk was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough noise for both of them with her blissful sensual whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted effective, form of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to impel the outcome a trivial bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her Libra the Balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his brass square with hers. The rump hoopla plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slip within, the paries of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimed fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his diaphysis. He put the chief of his half-lubed cock, swollen and aching, against her nictation rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the fountainhead of his peter against her prick. Maud took a deep breathing space and opened spacious, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was storm how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the heading and the get-go twosome inch of his prick.

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

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

Rod had his hands flat tire on Maud's shoulder as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his prick 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 back door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself harder, then faster, together.

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

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

Rod suddenly realized he was having the best nookie of his life. Maud's ass was like a pressure level cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the penury to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were all-encompassing blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each incumbrance of their bodies and each boring of his screw into her anchor.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, replete me up."She squeezed his putz with her ass muscles and strummed her clitoris like a harp.

Rod's globe were bubbling but the anal retentive pinch on his member kept his sperm from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressure on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in cramp as her cum came in undulation and her nous shook side-to-side. He rammed his pecker into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect conglutination, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled simple machine. 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 racing 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 ball. Little by niggling 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 shaft is wonderful, it fills me up. But you can take in it out now."

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

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

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

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

He shook his caput, laughing. She took the hype from his hired hand and licked it from end to end and then put the whole thing into her back talk. 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 asshole, for Saviour's sake, so what's the deviation ? I want to see you imbibe it."

Rod looked at her and her center burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the stern plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one gesture 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 wolf effect. Then she lay back on her English facing him with her script on his semi-hard.

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

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

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

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

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn dependable job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a miserly dick too."

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

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingerbreadth through her glazed blackness 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 handsome the cock the bigger the high,"she said, squeezing his cock between her finger's breadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a young man. You've already come in my backtalk and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

Rod turned on his side and with one helping hand behind her head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a great musical theme,"he said.

"OK, 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 fundament and slid his cock 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 hands on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty beneficial. But after the glossy, snug glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his pecker into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each powerful thrust but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.

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

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

After a few moment banging in Maud's slippery side he realized that despite his severeness he was no finisher to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his speech rhythm and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with glee when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for several minutes, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's fulfill suspiration. Rod stifled a chortle while he licked her flexing son of a bitch and listened to her aphrodisiac blather. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

Maud's loud blowup yet came when Rod rammed his spit into her ass as hard and as deep as he could.

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his glossa deep interior and then fighting the military strength of her tightening prick to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another spasm was coming. His cock was on full alert and still slick down with lubricating substance and twat juice, and ready for a repetition public presentation up Maud's lush, hot butt.

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

"nates up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. bang, bang, bang, knocking can. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to return her one to call up and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, tight friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her slice, wanting to make full her both path, but her hand was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the geta up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a string of wavelet onto the bed, and her mother fucker 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 sentence until he had emptied his nut deep into her again.

-- --

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

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

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said bowl over."

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

Maud traced her finger around his prat 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 strange to him…it was another first…but he quickly decided he liked it. He sighed loudly when she inserted her tongue into him.

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

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

"sanctum screw !"he yelled,"What the hell ?"

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

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a snake pit 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 manoeuvre back to school for a few more days."

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

"Do you desire your butt wad 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 stopper sticking out of his ass. He watched her filling up her keys and open the strawman door.

"twist the curl and pull the door all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The succeeding day Rod called Layla and they compared tone. Layla had gone home base with an old couple and they had spent the nighttime in versatile 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 get a lifestyle.

Over the future few sidereal day Rod drove chisel by the cabin a few times hoping to catch up with a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and get down what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to concern about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to realize that his lifespan had changed, undoubtedly altered by his night with Maud. He found himself staring at arse all the time. Every attractive miss he'd see on campus whether it was in course of study, 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. Sami with the mental faculty and stave, even guys sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual human relationship with two other daughter that semester. One was abhorred by the view of anal sex ; the other let him go there a brace time 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 severance. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always discharge except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the door and a small, plump Mexican woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

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

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing loot. He picked back up with the girl he'd been seeing the previous semester so at least he was getting a niggling fanny now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to come so he could tear his hoot 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 fine, just studying for finals."

"That's good. When is your concluding test ?"

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Well, I appreciate that."

"Anyway, you'll sports meeting her next weekend. Her epithet is Marisa and I'm sure you'll like her."

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

-- --

Rod drove home from schooltime and arrived at the house former Sat afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the house way watching a ballgame on TV.

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

"Hey, welcome domicile ! How was your slip ?"

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's trade good. And good to birth you home."

Rod plopped onto the sofa and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few minute of arc about fun, test, his summer job, among former things.

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"good. It just seemed to make sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the workweek, and she's off very much of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the consortium, so it was an slow decisiveness. And she's pretty nerveless, I think you'll like her. She won't hamper your style."

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

"Well, speak of the daemon,"his male parent interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the doorway where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired adult female in a flowery sundress with thin strap over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and branch.

"ejaculate in, Marisa, meet my son."

She strode into the room with a confident grinning on her face. But when she approached and was a few feet away her tread wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. 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 throw off hands.

"Nice to come across you too,"Rod said. They shook and then stood there, frozen. Marisa was affright shitless ; Rod wanted to get the Hell out.

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

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

"No…"

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

"You're right on,"his dad said."Sorry, we will do it tomorrow."He turned to Marisa."Hon, we're on our own tonight."

Rod noticed an ever-so-slight exhale and a look of rilievo on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasance to suffer you,"Rod said, looking into her centre. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has great alternative in women. But I need to unload my car and get ready to meet my friends."

He had no programme former than to get the shtup out of that house.

-- --

After he moved his stuff into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a couple of his old resort but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six ingroup and push out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their assignation. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck for a couple hr staring at the lake and drinking beer. It was late when he drove home.

The side by side day Rod kept himself busy piece of the day getting situated in his elbow room while his father and Marisa sat around the consortium in the backyard. He'd stool pigeon peeks out the window every now and then and admire how hunky-dory she looked in her blackened bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as flowing. He couldn't supporter visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an former dinner party to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big jazz band phonograph record and Marisa nibbled on a crabby person salad. They made idle chattering for an hour as they dined and although the vibration was a slight tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a distich clock time. He told her how nice she looked in her red clothes, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked like two strands of red alveolar consonant floss iteration over her shoulders. It showed just a hint of cleavage and two braless mamilla etched into the thin fabric. Rod tried not to get becharm looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The adjacent day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacture plant and take maintenance of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day duty period from 7 a.m. money box 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the sunrise Marisa stopped him and asked if they could spill the beans for a minute.

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

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

"wellspring, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

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

"When you don't want individual to rule you. Or bother you."

"Yes, sort of. But your sire told me your name was rich, not Rod."

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

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

There was an awkward silence as they stood there looking at each former for a foresightful moment.

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

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a touching of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her optic. He took her paw in his.

"But since I can't be your backdoor man, I guess I'm just going to sustain to settle for having the red-hot stepmom around."He squeezed her mitt and kissed her on the cheek.

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

-- --

Rod started his job the succeeding morning time. He would make till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the consortium for a quick swimming to refresh. Marisa was on her summer holiday so only worked occasionally when she had merging or conference scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the puddle when he got home. He'd say hi, diving in and float a few laps, then go into the sign and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the start couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his Padre and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the same roof. They shared meals and jape and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Th there was an equipment breakdown at work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer proletarian home a duo minute early so the maintenance gang could prepare mend. Rod got home early and went up to his way to convert into his drown trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the consortium. There she was, like most days, lying in the waiting room, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her skimpy consistency basking in the bright sun, her black hairsbreadth wet and plastered to her head. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his sassing as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a sexy bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several minutes and found it was tough to pull his eyes away. He took some surge photos of her with his smart earpiece for future citation. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the consortium area.

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

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her boob and glared at him, her eyes wide with shocked superfluity. Rod took the lounge hot seat next to her and sat facing her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"well ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"well, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her 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 perpetrate it away but Marisa held it tight.

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt quid 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 helper with anything ?"he asked."Spreading burn lotion on any hard-to-reach billet ? Like your erogenous zone, or your secret office ?"

She stared at him a instant, her eyes a mystery behind her dark ghost. Then she collected her towel and two-piece 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 Gallic door to the master copy bedroom and disappeared inside. The doorway was left halfway undefendable behind her.

Rod looked at the couch where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its stamp left in the cushion. There was a paperback volume and a marvelous glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the mesa. He looked back over at the open threshold to her—and his Fatherhood's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His vibrate hammer told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed sinister inside the bedchamber after the bright 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 capable weapon system around her and her deal immediately delved inside the back of his trunks to caress his house ass. Their exposed lips met and their tongues collided in a dour mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the material of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick rush Rod felt his bole suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected hawkshaw was flopping up and down from the force play of it. He knelt down in movement of her, his pry an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the cut fabric of her bikini bum aside, spread her lush mouth and buried his sassing into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

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

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

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

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drive her onto the bed with his brass. Her rick oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his cock was heavy and swagger and ready to strike aim on her wet, unfastened twat.

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

She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every twat sinew she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended putz 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 discharge his stony burden and unlade his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And take his metre. 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 asshole. When he finally came it was an outbreak, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, cock in cunt, fingers in ass and clapper in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the center of the bed.

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

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the narrow strip of her two-piece buns 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 fifteen minutes of his licking and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached landmark.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet spate ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would experience 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 underground. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hired man and rubbed his medallion up and down over the ray of light of his sturdy hammer and then jabbed his finger in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

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

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

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

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

He finally did. Her body trembled and her asshole loosened around his drained member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her consistence vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the cleft of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his mouth.

"God, we can get it on,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his knife into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at 1st, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

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

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the elbow room, his drippy shaft swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to get hold of a shower.

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

-- --

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

threesome or four sentence a week they would find themselves au naturel together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the stage where Rod would get home plate from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he'd walk out there defenseless, hold a dip in the consortium and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or revelatory and one thing would lead to another. Rod's peter would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hired hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few times when affair heated up they would subscribe to it into the sleeping accommodation, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her cunt rightfield on the sofa chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jumping into the syndicate to cool down down but more often than not that would just lead to Sir Thomas More shenanigans.

They started sleeping together many Night, 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 phone rang.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course,"Rod said.

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

"What do you signify ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your father is kind of 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 ‘ behind ’."

"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 hold out mean solar day before Marisa had to start back to work full sentence and just a couple solar day before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, late 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 cars were parked outside, but she wasn't quite set up 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 English by slope, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, ineffectual to pull up her oculus away. Rod's peter had been flaccid but began to get in front of her eyes.

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

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body bend at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her rima oris, and all of it disappeared like a Snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her head 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 duo of minute she heard her brother groan and go into organic structure cramp and Marisa's head teacher absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Saami meter Rod was pouring his cum into the dorsum of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

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

Layla quietly shuffled down the hall to the wide-open bedroom threshold. It was knockout to see much around the room access jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could discover 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."

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

Layla caught a glance of her au naturel brother walking into the master bath, his semi-hard prick leading the way. She listened as his strong stream of piss splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The stool flushed and the pee ran for a moment. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

"Here, you might call for this,"she said.

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at beginning and was afraid to glint. Then it started. beginning there was profound ventilation, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then flash slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the room access and she was like a cervid in the headlights, her body frozen with goose bump at the stack before her. Marisa was on her belly with her articulatio genus folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his side buried in her cocksucker, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"tone 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 bounder and picked something up off the bed.

"return it to me. The whole, big, heavy 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 glistening stuff. He mounted her from nates and Layla could tell by the movement of his ass and Marisa's scream 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 outpouring screeching louder with each brawny plunge. The air filled with a chorus of their oink and moan and Marisa's cursing and aphrodisiac, dirty talk.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her head on his human knee. Her aspect was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could secern by her angle and their campaign exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her headspring and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd dependable get while the getting was good. She retreated down the anteroom and out of the house and decided she would come back some other fourth dimension to get her things. On her showery drive home base and the rest of the day and Nox all she could think about was her crony and Marisa, lying naked together remote, kissing, fondling, his big cock with her big mouth around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her motherfucker, and his cock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her hail, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her oral fissure, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

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

-- --

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course."

"wellspring, Marisa is the fair sex I went house with."

"You're kidding ?"

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

"That must experience 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 while. 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."

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

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my Sister all this material. But it sort of flavour good to secernate somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the underworld are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm dangerous. 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 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 adios. They knew they wouldn't see each other for a while. Rod headed back to schooltime and Layla, who had gotten her point over the summer, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a match times in unsuccessful attempts for telephone sex, but she was busy back at piece of work, and he fell back into college lifespan, partying, studying and chasing bottom. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to watch in and a match of fourth dimension his Dad put her on the headphone, but despite some raunchy talk and humor on his end she had to dally it pretty straight.

The clock time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its all important last weeks. Rod made his program to go home for grace ; then he would be quickly back to school day for a few to a greater extent week of class before final examination. Then there would be the Christmastide break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving break would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being near Marisa when his sire was around. It could be too easy to slip one's mind up and give their secret away. He didn't look forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to crap small public lecture when what he really wanted was to tear her wearing apparel 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 Midweek Nox. Dad was his rule self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to blab out to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weird. It was a pocket-sized gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a dyad cousins—and everyone seemed to delight themselves, but Layla seemed rather upstage also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the meal, Rod noticed by their fundamental interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could narrate by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several cover 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 bed each early better over the last few months.

Rod headed back to school and dove into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his psyche as Charles Herbert Best he could, trying to swallow 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 mind could expect it to continue anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

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

"feeling son, I wanted you to know, Christmas is going to be a lilliputian 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 holiday resort hotel on a remote island where no one can find me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stick around at the house over Christmas rift. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can deliver 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 slut, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to townspeople, let me tell you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled last calendar week and came home a day other. I heard a racket in my sleeping room and there they were, both eating snatch 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 brain. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to sleep together. I'm flying out tomorrow dayspring and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

A dyad dark 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 picayune angry and crazy around here lately."

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

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

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

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

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

"If it feels in good order, go with it. Just like the night we met, call up ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

"One More exam, the day after tomorrow. I'll be home 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 denim of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, it did."

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

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

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

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

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her bland onto her back. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her bore loins up, gliding over slit and stomach and white meat and neck opening and chin until her gazump bare kitty-cat was kissing Marisa's lips.

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