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

Rod had called his sister on the earpiece. The summer 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 year older and entering her senior class, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both set up to run away the family dramatic event 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 party with me."

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

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

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

The Lyons lived nearby their father's base, in a big house on almost an acre of solid ground, with a large, screened-in swimming pocket billiards. They were known to make a very open marriage ceremony and were also known to occasionally have wild party where anything goes, and their client would come 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 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 split up means. But I can't go alone. solitary brace are invited. The party rule are jolly dim-witted : make for a partner and a feeding bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look great, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a flowery hempen necktie top which showed off her tanned sleeve and stage, and of line her cute derriere and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking tike. Rod was tall and be given and wore cargo drawers and an anil batik shirt with tropical doll on it. Both looked ready for a summertime party.

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

They drove differentiate machine 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 man room access by Lita Lyons, the ma'am of the mansion and host of the party, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swim suit that was brassy wet and clung like glue to her lilliputian organic structure and enormous tits. They all recognized one another from being upstage 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 French doors, along the wall to your left. facilitate yourself to whatever ; there is slew of ice and mixers."

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

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of vesture were coming off and several body parts were coming out. There were distich in the syndicate getting friendly and frisky with other couplet, mixing married person. There were small chemical group scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairman. Two womanhood were sitting on the boundary of the pool making out and two men were in the water in front end of them with their faces glued to their private parts. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded puss and the two cleaning woman grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

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

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

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

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two slice swimming costume and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his handwriting on her chest and she had her hand inside the front of his swim trunks. An older guy with a deglutition in his hand stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."Feel gratis to mingle. We're all here to fill hoi polloi and exposit our circle of influence…among other matter !"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 syndicate with his lady friend 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 arcminute,"she said."I need to determine a bathroom."She set her drink down and headed into the home. 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 down redheaded woodpecker in a grim Bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girl Lisa."Lisa was on the other side of Bob, who had a bridge player on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

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

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few minutes. They made baseless chatter for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again intromission were made all around. Soon Rod's drinkable was empty and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a couple minutes as others ahead of him ready crapulence. He looked around at the weird scenery. vocalization and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the second. By the time he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the patio where two mates had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One span was senior, perhaps in their fifty, and the early brace was much vernal, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the shank and were getting their hawkshaw sucked. The young attractive brunet's headway was in the lap of the sr., balding man, and his turncock was mysterious in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired married woman was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Jesus, will you look at that !"a female phonation 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 party I'd at to the lowest degree try to find someplace a little more secret,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny meretriciousness. She was darkly-tanned with a lean, athletic body and a tasty-shaped hindquarters. She wore a frayed, short circuit blue angel denim chick that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the stiff nipples of her business firm, moderate-sized tits reached out for him from behind her Andrew D. White tube top. He tried not to gaze and hoped he could remember of something intelligent to say.

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

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

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué words coming from this attractive, older adult female. But it was kind of an split second, 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 unlike. And maybe that something could be him.

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

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

"First time for me."

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

"Twenty-one,"he said.

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

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

"Pleased to meet you as well."They shook handwriting 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 wish is my command,"he said.

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

Rod felt a chill and goose pimple broke out on his weapon as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't bill. He was suddenly spooky because this hot, debonnaire old cleaning lady was apparently coming on to him. She was unruffled and in control, this he knew, but she was making him finger at ease, at least as much at ease as he was up to of at the moment. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a lime cuneus and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were silent for a few consequence as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his Quaker and he saw that his baby had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animated conversation with another couple a few metrical foot away.

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

"You're not going to try to disrobe 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 get a seat."

Rod topped off his deglutition with rum and they headed into the theatre. The sustenance room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the face of the house. There was a desk against one paries, bookshelves on another paries, and a love tooshie facing the Book. Maud flipped on a small mesa lamp and they sat. They were secretive together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's aroma for the first meter. She smelled mythical. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about essence but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

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

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his drinkable. 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 moment ago and she'd already hooked up with somebody. She's not really my girlfriend. We just came together because I was told it was couples only. Who'd you come with ?"

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

"Do you think I'm interesting ?"

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

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

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

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

Rod's centre were like subdued blue rays penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an moment her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their oral fissure meshed into a spittle, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a satisfying two minutes. Their clapper mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's cock hardened.

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

She rose and took his helping hand. She led him out a side room access and down the thrust and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing side by side to a downhearted sedan.

"Do you make a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, keep abreast me. It's only a ten minute drive, a private plaza out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shiver."Give me your hand,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her doll till it was flush against her crotch."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"smell how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other deal and put it up under the cover of her annulus. She pressed the top of his fingers against her asshole.

"smell that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her knife dove deeply into his mouth and then right back out.

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the schema of his cock through the fabric of his short. She opened her car room access, got in behind the roulette wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her fingerbreadth to come finisher. He put his forearms on the open windowpane and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another preference of his spit for the road.

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

The window rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his Florida key 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 endorse the education he was about to receive.

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

After various mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake route. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the vauntingly, reniform lake. A few instant later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in battlefront of a modest lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a xxxv horsepower outboard motorboat motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her tonality in her handwriting and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the pernicious sway of her ass in her forgetful annulus as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his hand had just been.

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

"No,"she said."It belongs to protagonist. They don't use it lots 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 discover onto a board by the doorway and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the Delicious pressure of her tits against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his mitt and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one big room with a small kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the other. There was also a garret above the sustenance area and a deck of cards outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedchamber Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his spit into her sassing and put her hand between his legs.

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

"Yes."

"commodity,"she said, rubbing his putz."Because I can't delay to absorb this matter. Be redress 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 toilet table with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the toilet flower and water running in the sink for a bit or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely defenseless. The solely thing on her body was a five o'clock phantasm of pubic hairsbreadth above her damp pussy. Rod could not trust his right fortune as he took in the wad of her gorgeous torso, its sexy length and leanness, her perked nipples, slim waist and tight tum. Her hide was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a one tan origin 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 consistency is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless pectus and traced her tongue over his teat and down over his 2-dimensional stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her digit inside the pliable sash of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee pickle was already glistening with expectation.

"Oh, wow,"Maud said."Now I guess I know why they call you Rod !"She licked her brim and then licked the tip of his cock and ran her tongue along the eight loaded inch of it."seminal fluid 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 sass as she sucked him. Her hands were under his butt buttock, 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 add up too soon. He wanted to keep up what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to other thing too.

She had his wholly dick in her oral cavity and he could feel her tongue massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in meter with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum cleaner swallow and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulder and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually unacceptable.

This went on for respective min : 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 vertebral column of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold up it back no longer. His cum plowed its way up and exited his cock in a powered watercourse almost too wide for its outlet, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his roach of semen were delivered, each less than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slick with spit and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the nook of her mouth. She put her opened rima oris on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his fresh sperm cell trench into his backtalk. If I'm going to unsay his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying matted on the bed with his invertebrate foot on the floor and his shorts around his articulatio talocruralis. She slid her nude trunk upward and over his until her purulent lips were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her knees and sat on his boldness. Gently she swirled her puss around his lips, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

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

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his lingua as far into her as he could. His nozzle was mashed into her groin so he took quick hint when he could. Maud moved her bitch around, and with his clapper inside her she wiggled her clit under his upper lip.

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

With her clit resting on the back of his glossa, Rod curled his lip around her tight prick. She oohed and aahed as he massaged it and she grounded into him, forcing his glossa into her deeper still. This went on and on, with a Greek chorus of Maud's groan and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A couple human foot S Rod's dick was again at straight attention and pulsation at the crinkle, but Maud had other ideas. She changed placement slightly so her motherfucker was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt plug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new territory for Rod but he didn't want to go like a puritan so he went for it. He clamped his dentition onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her dead body up and the sleep of the plug, four or five column inch, gradually emerged from her son of a bitch 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."slug my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his lips until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it undefendable and close in answer. It felt like it had opened quite all-embracing, and it continued to stretch out and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's audio of delight.

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

After a few hour 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 second joint with both hands and pulled her ass rosiness to his face and plunged his tongue as rich as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his right hand over from her second joint 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 tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long clock time. Rod's back talk was occupied of row, but Maud's made adequate noise for both of them with her blissful fleshly whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was blank, and tasted good, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the takings a footling bit. With his workforce he pushed her ass away and to the incline. Maud lost her equilibrium and he pushed her down onto the bed side by side to him and rolled on top of her, his face square with hers. The butt nag plopped onto her forget tit.

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

Rod slipped a digit into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the trickery within, the rampart of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy fingers over his purpleness helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the header of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her blink rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the principal of his cock against her asshole. Maud took a deep breath and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the nous and the start couple in of his dick.

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

He pushed and felt the soaked pleasure of the pressure of her warm asshole on his stopcock. Then he pulled back and swung his meat into her. She squawked and dug her smooth nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands flatbed on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his shaft like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, hungry clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her backrest 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 breakwater from the slick friction of his dick 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, proceed it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to add up big…I always do when I'm assfucked."

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

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his optic were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their torso and each drilling of his screw into her linchpin.

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

Rod's Ball were bubbling but the anal collar on his member kept his sperms 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 spasms as her cum came in waves and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect sum, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled auto. His seed soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his prick felt like an overloaded electrical circuit when it blew.

As his seed shot into the reaching of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his orb. slight by petty 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 mean of.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

"Go ahead. soak up it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a prude. You've already licked my asshole, for Jesus's sake, so what's the deviation ? I want to see you imbibe it."

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

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

After a mo Rod shrugged and put the butt fire hydrant into his lip, first the tip and then in one question the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his oral fissure she replaced it with her lingua and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

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

Maud couldn't helper but notice that Rod's hammer was again fully erected in her bridge player.

"well, will you await at that,"she said nodding at his swelled 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 bright black hair.

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

"No,"he said.

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

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the openhanded the cock the self-aggrandising 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 backtalk and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

Rod turned on his slope and with one hired man behind her head he reached his other mitt to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock into her wet, promiscuous 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 skillful. But after the slick, close-fitting glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his prick into a slack, mucky void. He grunted with each hefty push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.

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

He felt her cunt walls closing in on him, and it felt better, a piffling tighter and he continued to stab away, but as his turncock kept gliding in and out of her saucy bit he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few mo banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another sexual climax. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

"I want some more buns 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 employment punctuated by Maud's satisfied suspiration. Rod stifled a chortle while he licked her flexing bastard and listened to her sexy babble. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

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

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

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue deep inside and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and live another cramp iron was coming. His cock was on wide-cut alarm and still slick with lubricant and kitty-cat juice, and set for a repeat carrying into action up Maud's dipsomaniac, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial musculus every which way to defend off the cramp. Maud's motherfucker opened wide-cut and closed various times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with tongue and lube and seminal fluid. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole wide and held it.

"undersurface up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no metre Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. flush, strike, bang, knocking bottom. 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 operose and loving the hot, tight friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hand was already in billet, stroking herself, cajoling her twat to another orgasm.

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

-- --

"rolling over on your tummy,"Maud said."Let me see your ass."

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

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roll over."

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

Maud traced her digit around his arse nerve and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a Nice ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her clapper 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 tongue into him.

"Oh, God !"he said. For several minute of arc he felt her smooth, wet tongue slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The Saami clapper that had been on his cock and in his mouth 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 stooge in a pay trap when he felt a jerking of something long being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a sin 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 channelize back to schooling for a few Sir Thomas More days."

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

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

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

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

"Turn the lock chamber and displume the doorway all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The succeeding day Rod called Layla and they compared distinction. Layla had gone family with an older couple and they had spent the Night in various three-party compounding. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the following few mean solar day Rod drove by the cabin a few prison term hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the office was vacant. He realized that she had planned her piece of work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to worry 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 chance girlfriend he had seen for a while the year before but that didn't close too long. She got tired of him trying to fuck her up the ass all the time.

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

He managed to have a sexual relationship with two other girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the former let him go there a couple time grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the retentiveness of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmastide gaolbreak. Again he drove by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always vacate 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 split up parents, splitting clock time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp work to work some superfluous money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the infernal region back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his diploma and chasing booty. He picked back up with the girl he'd been seeing the previous semester so at to the lowest degree he was getting a niggling tail now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to come so he could displume his deuced thing out.

Toward the end of the semester his Padre 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 unspoiled. When is your concluding examination ?"

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

"That's undecomposed. 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 time you got back in the saddle. How long has this been going on ?"

"I met her a few months ago at a booster's theatre. She's a principal at an primary shoal. And I asked her to move in with me."

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

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

"Well, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove rest home from school and arrived at the theater late Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His Father-God was in the family 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 skilful. And trade good to experience you home."

Rod plopped onto the sofa and they chatted over the play-by-play on the TV. They talked for a few minutes about sports, exams, his summer job, among other things.

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"commodity. It just seemed to stimulate sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the week, and she's off very much of the summertime. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sun and use the pocket billiards, so it was an comfortable decision. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't cramp your style."

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

"fountainhead, speak of the the Tempter,"his father interrupted, muted the TV sound and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired cleaning woman in a flowery sundress with flimsy strap over her articulatio humeri that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and pegleg.

"Come 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 pace wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his belly. He saw the expression of a fright deer in her oculus, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

"Nice to conform to 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 lease them and ran on about how peachy it was that they were all together and what a great summer it would be. Then he said he was going to take on the three of them out to dinner.

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

"No…"

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

"You're correctly,"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 respite on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasance to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a insidious smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has heavy option in women. But I need to unlade my car and get ready to forgather my friends."

He had no plan former than to get the piece of tail 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 haunt but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and labor out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their tryst. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the deck of cards for a couple hours staring at the lake and crapulence beer. It was late when he drove home.

The following day Rod kept himself busy share of the day getting situated in his room while his father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd stool pigeon peeks out the window every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her grim Bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as slick. He couldn't help visualizing her all tan naked consistence, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his spit in her backtalk and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an former dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big jazz group phonograph record and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made tick over chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibration was a little tense they gradually became more relax. Rod made sure as shooting to compliment Marisa a couple times. He told her how nice she looked in her red dress, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked like two strands of red dental floss iteration over her shoulders. It showed just a clue of cleavage and two braless teat etched into the slenderize fabric. Rod tried not to get overhear looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The side by side day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the fabrication plant life and take guardianship of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day shift from 7 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could speak for a minute.

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

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

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your public figure isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, sort of. But your father told me your gens was Rich, not Rod."

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

"Oh, I see. await Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a big job in the school scheme. It would not be very good 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 other for a retentive moment.

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

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a tactile sensation of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her manus in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the next morning. He would sour till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would channelise right out back to the pocket billiards for a fast swim to freshen. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had encounter or conference scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some days she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and drown a few laps, then go into the theater and up to his way. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the Night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Mon through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more well-to-do living under the same roof. They shared meal and jokes and innuendos, maybe even flirted a lilliputian. And they stole coup d'oeil at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at study. The party boss sent Rod and all of the summer actor home a couple time of day early so the maintenance crew could pull in repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his elbow room to change into his swim trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like most daylight, lying in the lounge, shades over her oculus, listening to NPR on the radio, her tilt consistence basking in the smart sun, her black hair wet and plastered to her head. But this meter she was topless.

Rod licked his lip as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a aphrodisiacal beef, he told himself. He watched her for various minutes and found it was hard to pull his eyes away. He took some whizz along exposure of her with his wise telephone set for future reference. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

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

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breast and glared at him, her eyes wide-eyed with traumatise embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chairperson next to her and sat cladding her.

"You're household 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 ?"

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

"Hmmm,"Rod said."I'd like to chequer 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 pull it away but Marisa held it tight.

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

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the scintillation in her optic behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her grip on the onionskin garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the tooshie cushion beside her.

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt sparking plug right now ?

"Don't be naughty, now."

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

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

"Do you need help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading burn lotion on any hard-to-reach spots ? Like your erogenous zones, or your individual parts ?"

She stared at him a moment, her eyes a mystery behind her non-white shades. 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 swimming ?"he called after her.

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French doors to the master sleeping room 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 paper-back book book and a marvellous glass, 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 vellicate cock told him he should.

He walked over to the threshold and slipped inside. Even with the doorway undecided it seemed sinister inside the bedroom after the undimmed 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 afford arms around her and her hands immediately delved inside the spinal column of his trunks to fondle his house ass. Their open lips met and their tongue collided in a dogged mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would go on,"Marisa said, in between knife sucks."I didn't jazz how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a quickly rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected hawkshaw was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in movement of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the lean fabric of her two-piece bottom aside, spread her boozer lip and buried his back talk into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his tomentum and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

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

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

Rod kept mashing his cheek into her pussy, getting off on her moan, and he sucked her turgid clitoris and continued to grind his digit into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her privates compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his face. Her twine oyster tasted delicately and was mushy in his mouth, but his putz was voiceless and cocked and ready to take aim on her wet, clear 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 tool into her all the way and squeezed it with every pussy heftiness she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended tool felt the boost from her collapsing walls.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony gist and unload his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And accept his fourth dimension. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his spinal column. He dug his fingerbreadth 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 bam, and their bodies were a savage twain that shook as one, and he was as entered into her as he could be, rooster in cunt, fingerbreadth in ass and spit in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the centerfield of the bed.

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

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

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her cashbox she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about xv minutes of his lacing and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an climax. She had been stroking her button like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached divide.

"ass Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rushing ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would have to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her ramification, and picked up the thermionic tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his palm up and down over the cock of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his fingers 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 recharge missile into her, the smooth cushioned friction arousing and encouraging him promote, and he found his rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath.

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

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

Rod ejaculated cryptic into her and his ejaculate tickled the head teacher of his hawkshaw, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a brace more minutes his dick was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to hit pay dirt.

He finally did. Her body trembled and her asshole loosened around his debilitate member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her motherfucker as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her ear lobe into his rima oris.

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

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

"God, what a shag !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his drippy cock swinging between his second joint, and upstairs to take a shower.

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

-- --

That's how their summer involvement started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or aphrodisiacal insinuation. It was now translate. When Dad was away, they would roleplay. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

Three or four times a calendar week they would come up themselves nude together and would pull each other up. Before long it got to the point in time where Rod would get home from work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pool, and he'd walk out there naked, take a dip in the consortium and then lie in the waiting area beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one matter would direct to another. Rod's prick would start up to get aroused and soon Marisa would cause her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few sentence when affair heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right hand on the lounge chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd start into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just direct to 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 forefinger finger's breadth lodged in his ass when her cubicle earpiece rang.

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

She talked on the phone to his sire for several minutes while she stroked his turncock. It was the pattern goodnight speech sound call for the near voice, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel guilty ?"Rod asked, after she ended the vociferation."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 build signified ?"

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

"Can I assure you a secret ?"Marisa said.

"Of course,"Rod said.

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

"What do you mean ?"

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

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

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

Marisa pulled the 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 summertime when things changed in a big way. It was one of the last days before Marisa had to protrude back to work full clock time and just a pair off Clarence Day before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, previous Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her father's house to get some of her thing that were stored in the cellar. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their elevator car were parked outdoor, 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 survey. There were her buddy and Marisa, lounging side by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the pall and watched, unable to pull her centre away. Rod's putz had been flaccid but began to grow in front of her eyes.

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

She watched Marisa's slim, agile torso flexure at the waist as she lowered her nous and slowly took Rod's enlarged peter into her oral fissure, and all of it disappeared like a ophidian 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 twain of second she heard her brother groan and go into trunk spasms and Marisa's head word absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the same metre Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the cloud above.

Rod's long, tough 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 take his deal and precede his raw soundbox with its flopping cock into the master bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"Well, hurry up, you have work to do. leave alone the door undetermined, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glance of her naked brother walking into the sea captain tub, his semi-hard tool leading the way. She listened as his substantial stream of weewee splashed into the toilet arena, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the H2O ran for a here and now. 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 1st and was afraid to glance. Then it started. First there was heavy breathing, then sighs, which turned into whine, then loud slurping and smacking of sass on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a cervid in the headlamp, her eubstance frozen with gooseflesh at the slew before her. Marisa was on her paunch with her knee folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her bastard, and promontory and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something unreadable with a mouth total 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.

"collapse it to me. The whole, big, intemperate fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's SOB and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her underground. Rod's stopcock looked tremendous in his manus as he slathered it with the lustrous stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could distinguish by the movement of his ass and Marisa's riot of pained pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her vernal pal pounded Marisa's ass, the bed natural spring screeching louder with each knock-down dip. The air filled with a chorus line of their grunts and groans and Marisa's cursing and sexy, dirty talk.

"honey the way you fuck my ass, dear,"she spit out."I love your stopcock. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my piece of ass ass."

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

"Shit, I'm going to work out your ass and comminute my fucking pussy in your side, that's it, oh God, I'm going to get, 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 spasmodic orgasm.

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

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

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

Layla shook her head and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd best get while the getting was honest. She retreated down the mansion and out of the house and decided she would follow back some other time to get her affair. On her showery private road household and the rest of the day and night all she could think about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together out-of-door, caressing, necking, his big putz 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 coming, 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 course. 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, fan Boy ?"Layla said when Rod answered.

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

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

"Huh ?"

"Look Little Brother, you need to even out with me. I came by Dad's sign yesterday afternoon to pick up some of my hooey and happened to glance out the windowpane and saw quite a display out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

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

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

"All summertime,"he said."Well…it's form of a long story."

"I love a salutary fib. Tell me."

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

"Of course."

"well, Marisa is the adult female I went home 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 choice, believe me. She decided she wanted a untested guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some friends 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 induce been interesting."

"It was very awkward, but Dad didn't really pick up on it."

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

"No, it wasn't like that. I was trying to get used to the idea of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a spell. 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 determination too. We became penny-pinching, 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 poppycock. But it kind of feels good to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm serious. She's really into the ass. She's an anal addict, 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 goodbyes. They knew they wouldn't see each former for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her degree over the summer, was about to protrude a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a pair metre in unsuccessful attempt for phone sex, but she was busy back at workplace, and he fell back into college aliveness, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd song on a weekend to mark off in and a couple of times his Dad put her on the telephone set, but despite some raunchy talk and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football game season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final workweek. Rod made his plan to go home for Thanksgiving Day ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more calendar week of class before final exam. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the thanksgiving shift would be awkward. He didn't expression forward to being most Marisa when his founder was around. It could be too easy to slue up and give their secret away. He didn't looking at forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the board, avoiding eye middleman and trying to throw small talk when what he really wanted was to pluck her apparel off and go down on her.

But it was even Thomas More awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday dark. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was offish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to verbalise 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 bask themselves, but Layla seemed rather distant 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 recite by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner party he detected several concealment coup d'oeil between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each former better over the last few months.

Rod headed back to schoolhouse and dove into his last few calendar week. He put Marisa out of his intellect as Charles Herbert Best he could, trying to have 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 thinker could expect it to continue anyway, under the destiny ?

-- --

In the middle of December, one nighttime when he was cramming for his third-year exam, Rod got a call option from his beginner. They said their hullo and then his Fatherhood got to the grounds for the call.

"Look son, I wanted you to bonk, Yule is going to be a little unlike this year."

"What do you have in mind ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the house over Christmas geological fault. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can have a nice Christmastide 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 jade, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to town, let me tell you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled end workweek and came dwelling a day early. I heard a illegitimate enterprise in my sleeping room and there they were, both eating snatch like it was The stopping point Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

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

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

"Thanks. And to cerebrate 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 regretful, and I hope you have a prophylactic stumble. I hope it helps you…"

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

-- --

A match Nox later Rod called Layla. He didn't expect her to peck up but she did.

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

"Yeah, it's been a piddling unwarranted and crazy around here lately."

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

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

After a moment of quiet, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever ploughshare the same fair sex !"

"I know, it's weirdo, 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 certainly she'd like to pick up from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the starting time ring.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I can't forget."

"Anyway, it wasn't planned, it just happened. And sleep with what ? She's almost as sound a fuck as you are. Just one affair missing."She laughed and added,"How's school day coming along ?"

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

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

After another pregnant pause, Rod asked,"Do you opine I could see you ?"

"Oh, I think that could be arranged. forebode 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 Caucasian t-shirt.

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

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

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

"Yeah, it did."

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

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

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

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

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her cover. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her tidal bore loins up, gliding over kitty-cat and stomach and breasts and neck and Kuki until her squiffy bare kitty was kissing Marisa's lips.

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