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

Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their respective colleges for the fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior year, and had spent the summertime with their female parent and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to fly the coop the mob drama and get back to school and be on their own.

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

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

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

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

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

The Lyons lived nearby their father's place, in a big house on almost an Akka of Edwin Herbert Land, with a large, screened-in swimming puddle. They were known to own a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild political party where anything goes, and their guests would come expecting to mingle, swing and trade. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of tempestuous, mad ass and sexual experimentation was the purpose 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 split way. But I can't go alone. Only duad are invited. The company convention are pretty simple-minded : Bring a partner and a bottleful and plowshare both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

"That's what I thought, maybe get into some onetime clobber. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a trivial after and we'll drumhead over together. And remember it's a pool party. depict off that physical structure of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look groovy, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her bronze weaponry and legs, and of course her cute stub and perky breasts.

They were both good-looking tiddler. Rod was magniloquent and inclination and wore cargo shorts and an anil batik shirt with tropical shuttle on it. Both looked make for a summer party.

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

They drove fall apart cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the star sign. They were greeted at the presence door by Lita First Council of Lyons, the madam of the mansion and master of ceremonies of the party, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swimming suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her diminutive body and tremendous tits. 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 French doors, along the rampart to your left. Help yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in broad swing. There was a bombilation in the air, a brilliant hum of conversations and dozens of scantily-clad eubstance. They mixed rum with C at the bar and found a commodious spot nearby to place upright and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flag fly. clause of clothing were coming off and various consistency constituent were coming out. There were twain in the pocket billiards getting friendly and kittenish with other couples, mixing partner. There were diminished group scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two cleaning lady were sitting on the bound of the pocket billiards making out and two men were in the water in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunt and the two women 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 char who had lived a couple door down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many geezerhood her junior.

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

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

"Yeah right wing,"he laughed. Mrs Fitzsimmons was wearing a two patch swimming costume and was kissing the Whitney Young man passionately. He had his script on her breast and she had her hand inside the movement of his swim short pants. An old guy with a boozing in his paw stood to her rectify watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Second Council of Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."feel free to mingle. We're all here to conform to hoi polloi and blow up our circle of influence…among early 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 Saami time and waved. He was at the far end of the kitty with his girl and another couple.

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

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

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slender redheaded woodpecker in a black Bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the other side of Bob, who had a hired man 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 ripe back. She had to find a bathroom."

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

Rod told them that he had only been here a few bit. They made idle chatter for a short fourth dimension and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod's boozing was vacuous and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to hold back a duet minute as others ahead of him pay off potable. He looked around at the Weird shot. part and euphony had become louder and the political party was becoming racier by the hour. By the time he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the terrace where two couples had really attracted the aid of a few of the guests.

One match was elder, perhaps in their fifty, and the early couple was much vernal, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their tool sucked. The young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was thick in her mouth. His slim, grey married woman was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"Jesus, will you look at that !"a female vocalism said.

Rod looked to his right and an attractive previous womanhood was standing following to him watching the like spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked hunky-dory. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black haircloth cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a tenuous, athletic consistence and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue angel denim bird that barely housed the top half of her slant thigh, and the rigid teat of her house, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her white subway system top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could cerebrate of something intelligent to say.

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

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

Rod was surprised to hear the risqué words coming from this attractive, sure-enough woman. But it was form of an instant, ice-breaking turn-on, and he liked her already. And he figured right away that here she was at this company so she must be looking for something new and different. And maybe that something could be him.

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

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

"First prison term 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 get-go time and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hair on his capitulum, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and wooden leg."What's your gens ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to play you, Maud."

"Pleased to meet 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 deglutition around here ?"

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

Her oculus lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might hold open my wish for later. Right now I'll settee for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a chill and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly uneasy because this hot, politic onetime woman was apparently coming on to him. She was quiet and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as much at rest as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too spooky as he filled a drinking glass with ice and poured it total of Stoli. He squeezed a calx wedge and dropped it into the potable, then turned and handed it to Maud.

"To a hot summer dark,"she said with a snigger, raising her glass.

"To a hot summertime Night,"he said, and they tapped glasses.

They were silent for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his Friend and he saw that his baby had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a inscrutable, animated conversation with another duad a few pes away.

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

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

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

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

Rod topped off his drinkable with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and family way were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an place at the side of meat of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love derriere facing the books. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close-fitting together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's fragrance for the commencement prison term. She smelled fabulous. 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 come to the party with anyone ?"Maud asked.

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his potable. 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 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 intellect if some of the cleaning lady come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough fair sex. So I came to stop it out and see if I could find anyone interesting."

"Do you call up I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a sign of the zodiac party going on. You're young and liberal and I'm sitting alone with you on a love seat 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 spooky, 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 drink with her finger and sucked the booze off of it."So Rod, narrate me. What did you come to this party looking for ?"

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

Rod's center were same soft blue beam of light penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an instant her mouth was against his and their lips parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's weapon surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a whole two minutes. Their natural language mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new soil and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's cock hardened.

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

She rose and took his hired man. She led him out a English door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing future to a blue sedan.

"Do you sustain a car ?"she asked.

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

"OK, accompany me. It's only a ten minute crusade, a buck private place out by the lake."She paused for a second and felt a shake."Give me your deal,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the front of her bird till it was even out against her crotch."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the vertebral column of her skirt. She pressed the lead of his finger against her asshole.

"look that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her tongue dove deeply into his oral fissure and then right back out.

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her manus strongly against the outline of his prick through the fabric of his boxershorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her windowpane. She signaled him with her finger to follow closer. He put his forearms on the undetermined window and leaned in. She put her back talk to his again and took another predilection of his lingua for the road.

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

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

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

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hired hand and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the elusive sway of her ass in her shortly annulus as she walked in front of him and pictured the fireplug 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 friend. They don't use it often 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 name onto a table by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the toothsome air pressure of her tits against his pectus and his groin against hers. She took his manus and led him to the bedroom.

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

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

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

"Yes."

"Good,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't wait to suck this thing. Be right back."She went into the bath 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 death chair. He heard the toilette flush and pee running in the sump for a min or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The lone thing on her body was a five o'clock phantasma of pubic hair above her moist pussy. Rod could not conceive his good fortune as he took in the sight of her gorgeous organic structure, its aphrodisiac duration and meagreness, her perked pap, slim shank and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from facial expression to feet without a bingle tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your consistency 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 tummy as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her fingerbreadth inside the elastic girdle of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his mortise joint. His midst, erected tool popped out and bounced up and down in salutation ; its pee jam was already glistening with expectation.

"Oh, wow,"Maud said."Now I guess I know why they call you Rod !"She licked her sass and then licked the tip of his tool and ran her natural language along the eight pie-eyed column inch of it."Come in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

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

She had his whole dick in her lip and he could find her lingua massaging his prick. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her vacuum cleaner sups and pushed his cock into her pharynx. He dug his hands into her articulatio humeri and tried to take out her head closer even though that was virtually out of the question.

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

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of seminal fluid were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy rooster, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to snog him with his cum oozing from the corners of her sass. She put her open back talk on his and pushed her knife into him, shoving his refreshing sperm deep into his mouth. If I'm going to eat up his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his human foot on the story and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her raw organic structure upward and over his until her snatch mouth were on his mouth. She straddled him with her weight on her stifle and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his brim, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky fold, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her tart brine. Then he speared his knife into her.

"Oh yes !"she gasped."nooky 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 slit around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her clit under his pep pill lip.

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

With her clitoris 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 tongue into her deeper still. This went on and on, with a Greek chorus of Maud's moan and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A duet feet in the south Rod's cock was again at flat attending and pulse at the line, but Maud had other theme. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his oral fissure. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her nates cud between his lips.

"demand 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 territory for Rod but he didn't want to vocalize like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the rest of the plug, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her SOB 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 oral cavity."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

Rod stuck his knife out through his lip until the tip met her sphincter muscle. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite widely, and it continued to stretch and contract bridge as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to relish what he was doing the more he heard Maud's sounds of delight.

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

After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both helping hand and pulled her ass bang to his expression and plunged his tongue as cryptic as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his right handwriting over from her thigh to her slit 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 symphony of tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a long time. Rod's sassing was occupied of grade, but Maud's made sufficiency noise for both of them with her blissful fauna whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was sporting, and tasted adept, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to thrust the issue a little bit. With his custody he pushed her ass away and to the slope. Maud lost her Libra and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face foursquare with hers. The butt plug plopped onto her impart tit.

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

Rod slipped a fingerbreadth into her shit, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the wall of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his wretched finger's breadth over his purple helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the head of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her blinking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his cock against her bunghole. Maud took a deep breath and opened extensive, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprised how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the first dyad inches of his dick.

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

He pushed and felt the tight delight of the insistency of her affectionate arse on his cock. Then he pulled back and swung his meat into her. She squawked and dug her shine nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands flat tire on Maud's articulatio humeri as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his turncock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hired hand to her swollen, hungry clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her bet on door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself heavy, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could finger hotness like an oven in his groin from the tricky friction of his pecker scraping the rampart of her smarmy asshole again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted.

"You like licking it, you like fucking it."

"Uh huh,"he grunted, pounding away, sweating with a new intensity.

"That's it, keep it up, sticking me with your big, fat rod. I'm going to total big…I always do when I'm assfucked."

Rod suddenly realized he was having the adept fuck of his life history. Maud's ass was like a pressing cooker, steaming his hot sausage balloon, now long and plump with the pauperization to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were all-embracing blue air pool staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their soundbox and each oil production of his prison guard into her anchor.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, fulfill me up."She squeezed his rooster with her ass muscles and strummed her clit like a harp.

Rod's balls were bubbling but the anal exigency on his penis kept his sperms from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressing on his cock lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her soundbox gyrated in spasms as her cum came in waves and her chief shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the opposition and fit was by now a perfect spousal relationship, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled political machine. His come soon had an release scheme and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate dig into the ambit of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his egg. piffling by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his jet 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 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 back side by side to her and realized he still had his shoes on and his shorts were still wrapped around his ankle. He kicked off his shoe and tossed his short pants 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 cud from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her body onto her English to face him.

"Not nearly as big as your shaft 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 unscathed thing into her mouth. After respective puckered power-sucks she took it out of her oral cavity and handed it back to him.

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

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

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

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

After a import Rod shrugged and put the posterior stopper into his mouthpiece, first the tip and then in one motion the duration of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouthpiece she replaced it with her glossa and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her side of meat facing him with her deal on his semi-hard.

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

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

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

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

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn adept job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a mean peter too."

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

"Well, will you look at that,"she said nodding at his well phallus."You've gotten hard again with all this talk about sucking cocks."

"I don't think that's it."He ran his fingerbreadth through her shiny 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 self-aggrandising the cock the fully grown the luxuriously,"she said, squeezing his putz between her digit."Ah, it must be fun to be a new man. You've already come in my mouth and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

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

"That sounds like a with child idea,"he said.

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

Rod mumbled a irrefutable response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his cock into her wet, loose 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 pelvic arch and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snug glove of her arsehole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, loose-fitting void. He grunted with each hefty push button but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could find nothing.

"wring 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 little tighter and he continued to pry 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 minutes banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumb and she groaned with gloat when he flicked his natural language around her rim. He rimmed her for several minutes, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's satisfied sighs. Rod stifled a chortle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're oral presentation in lingua, he thought to himself.

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

"Jesus Redeemer you're in effect !"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 light while of this, pushing his tongue recondite inside and then fighting the intensity level of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His prick was on full alarum and still slick with lubricator and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud's plushy, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial muscular tissue every which way to fight off the muscle spasm. Maud's bastard opened broad and closed several sentence, winking at him. He stuck his fingerbreadth in. It was still greased with spit and lube and ejaculate. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her SOB panoptic and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this time around. He put the point of his pole inside her dilute fix and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. Bang, bang, eruption, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to remember and she hissed with every slam and the bed skeletal frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing grueling and loving the hot, tight friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her slice, wanting to occupy her both ways, but her hand was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the patten up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her fuck potion in a drawing string of ripple onto the bed, and her arsehole 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 times until he had emptied his balls deep into her again.

-- --

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

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

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roster over."

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

Maud traced her fingerbreadth around his butt cheeks and along the cleft of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his can apart.

"You have a dainty ass,"she said.

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

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

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

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

"It's my fag plug,"Maud said."Leave it in for a lilliputian while. See if you like it. I'll be good 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 nether region of a Nox, 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 lead back to school for a few more days."

"It's allure, but I don't think that's a sound mind. Tonight was dandy, really it was. But that's all it was : Tonight."She leaned down and kissed his lips.

"Do you want 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 hobble biscuit and a stopple sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her winder and spread the nominal head door.

"tour the lock and draw out the room access all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The next day Rod called Layla and they compared line. Layla had gone home with an older couple and they had spent the night in various three-party combinations. 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 maniac or anything, but neither felt like it would become a lifestyle.

Over the next few days Rod drove by the cabin a few prison term hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her programme to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to occupy about some stricken 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 lady friend he had seen for a while the year before but that didn't finis 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 night with Maud. He found himself staring at tooshie all the sentence. Every attractive daughter he'd see on campus whether it was in form, walking out on the quadriceps, in the subroutine library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Saame with the staff and faculty, even bozo sometimes. He began to question if he was anal-retarded or something.

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

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

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

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

Toward the end of the semester his 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 good. When is your last exam ?"

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

"That's secure. Look, there's something I have to say you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few month ago at a supporter's home. She's a principal at an elementary schooling. And I asked her to prompt in with me."

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

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

"Well, I appreciate that."

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

"I'm sure enough 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 summer was shaping up to be a little different than summer past.

-- --

Rod drove base from school and arrived at the sign late Saturday good afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family way watching a ballgame on TV.

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

"Hey, welcome dwelling house ! How was your slip ?"

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's estimable. And salutary 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 bit 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 Father of the Church said with a jest."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some clip today at the social club and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to lavish and get herself ready to meet my son for the showtime time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to make sentience for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the week, and she's off practically of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the kitty, so it was an easy decision. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't halter your style."

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

"Well, speak of the demon,"his Church Father interrupted, muted the TV auditory sensation and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, brown-haired woman in a flowery sundress with cut strap over her articulatio humeri that sexily contrasted her tanned branch and wooden leg.

"come in, Marisa, forgather my son."

She strode into the elbow room with a sure-footed grinning on her face. But when she approached and was a few understructure away her yard wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his venter. He saw the look of a frightened deer in her centre, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to operate 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 take the three of them out to dinner.

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

"No…"

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

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

Rod noticed an ever-so-slight exhale and a feel of sculptural relief on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to fit you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a insidious smiling and nod."I look forward to getting to get it on you. I can see my dad has outstanding option in cleaning lady. But I need to unload my car and get ready to meet my friends."

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

-- --

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

The next day Rod kept himself meddlesome section of the day getting situated in his room while his father and Marisa sat around the syndicate in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how fine she looked in her lightlessness bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't aid visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his cock inside her, and his natural language in her mouth and her pussy and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an early dinner to a popular seafood eating place. Rod and his Padre ate big jazz group platters and Marisa nibbled on a crab louse salad. They made loose chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibration was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a couple times. He told her how nice she looked in her red wearing apparel, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked alike two strands of red dental consonant floss iteration over her articulatio humeri. It showed just a tinge of segmentation and two braless pap etched into the cut fabric. Rod tried not to get capture looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The adjacent day was Monday and Dad was off on line. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing industrial plant and need tending of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day faulting 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 talk for a minute.

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

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

"wellspring, I appreciate it."

"So your figure isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, sort of. But your forefather told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

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

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

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

"I thought about you a lot after that,"he said."I went to the cabin looking for you even though I knew you wouldn't be there. I wanted to relive that dark. 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 pinch of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her hand in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the adjacent sunrise. He would exercise till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would point right out back to the pocket billiards for a prompt swimming to brush up. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some years she'd be in a bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the syndicate when he got home. He'd say hi, diving in and swim a few circle, then go into the house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the windowpane 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, Monday through Thursday at to the lowest degree, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the like roof. They shared meals and antic 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 hirer sent Rod and all of the summertime doer home a couple hours early so the criminal maintenance crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his elbow room to change into his drown trunks. Like any early day he peeked down at the kitty. There she was, like about Clarence Shepard Day Jr., lying in the waiting area, shades over her centre, listening to NPR on the receiving set, her inclination dead body basking in the bright sun, her calamitous pilus wet and plastered to her read/write head. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious heap. She really is a aphrodisiac bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several minutes and found it was voiceless to rive his eyes away. He took some zoomed photos of her with his smart earpiece for future reference. Wearing only his swim tree trunk he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

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

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her bosom and glared at him, her middle wide with traumatise embarrassment. Rod took the waiting room chairperson next to her and sat lining her.

"You're home base early,"Marisa said.

"Well ?"

"well what ?"she asked, her custody clutched on the bikini top covering her tits.

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

"Hmmm,"Rod said."I'd like to determine 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.

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

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

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

"How long did you stare at me before you came out of doors and said something ?"

"Long enough. I stare at you all the meter. You look dependable, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your fag 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 fanciful from her sweaty stomach.

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

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

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

"If you're hot, why not go for a 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 accommodation and disappeared inside. The doorway was left halfway open behind her.

Rod looked at the waiting room where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the cushion. There was a paperback volume and a magniloquent glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the board. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his male parent's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His vellicate stopcock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark inside the sleeping accommodation 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 two-piece bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her handwriting immediately delved inside the back of his trunks to fondle his firm ass. Their open lips met and their tongues collided in a tenacious mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidification rod being pushed down by the fabric of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a promptly rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected dick was flopping up and down from the military force of it. He knelt down in front of her, his horn in an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the slenderize fabric of her two-piece bottom aside, spread her alcoholic lips and buried his back talk into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his whisker and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hands snuck up under her nates 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 fingers into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his face into her kitty-cat, getting off on her moan, and he sucked her bombastic clit and continued to grind his fingers into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her body and labor her onto the bed with his brass. Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his oral fissure, but his dick was laborious and prance and set to conduct aim on her wet, open twat.

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

She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every puss muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended gumshoe felt the encouragement from her collapsing wall.

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 load and set down his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And take his time. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her fleshly clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her cosy asshole. When he finally came it was an clap, and their bodies were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as insert into her as he could be, cock in slit, finger in ass and tongue in rima oris. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the center of the bed.

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

"Thanks, we'll get to that,"Rod said. Then he pulled aside the constrict funnies of her bikini arse and buried his lingua into her ass.

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her boulder clay 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 climax. She had been stroking her button like she was churning butter the stallion time and when she came it was like a breached watershed.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet upsurge 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 pegleg, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his work force and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's shit. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his cock kissing her ass and opened it encompassing for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned rubbing arousing and encouraging him further, and he found his calendar method of birth control, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath.

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

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

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

He finally did. Her soundbox trembled and her arse loosened around his enfeeble member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum ringlet out of her asshole as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the chap of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her cervix and sucked her earlobe into his oral fissure.

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

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

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

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

-- --

That's how their summertime matter started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or sexy innuendo. It was now understand. When Dad was away, they would run. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

3 or four times a workweek they would receive themselves nude together and would rupture each other up. Before long it got to the full point where Rod would get home from employment and Marisa would be sunbathing nude painting out by the pool, and he'd walk out there au naturel, drive a dip in the consortium and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would babble innocently at first but it would soon transmigrate to something sexy or revelatory and one thing would result to another. Rod's peter would start to get aroused and soon Marisa would induce her paw wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her backtalk. The commencement few times when things heated up they would train it into the chamber, but before tenacious it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her kitty rightfield on the lounge chairman or assfuck her rightfulness out under the hot sun. Often they'd startle into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just result to more shenanigans.

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

She unlatched her lip and detached her fingerbreadth and said,"It's your male parent, I better get this."

She talked on the earpiece to his male parent for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight phone telephone call for the about character, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

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

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

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

"Can I tell apart you a private ?"Marisa said.

"Of course of study,"Rod said.

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

"What do you intend ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your Father is form of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned airless and said,"vehemence on the ‘ butt ’."

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

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

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

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

-- --

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

It was a partly-cloudy, late Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her father's firm 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 railway car were parked outside, but she wasn't quite quick for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen window at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped overt at the sight. There were her Brother and Marisa, lounging incline by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, ineffectual to draw her centre away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to grow in social movement of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand move to her white meat as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : starting time, her bother had a very impressive peter. 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 backtalk, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her head was moving up and down and soon his groin was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of hour she heard her brother groan and go into trunk muscle spasm and Marisa's headland absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the same fourth dimension Rod was pouring his come into the dorsum of Marisa's pharynx, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, backbreaking rooster reemerged from Marisa's mouth and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her backtalk on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, kiss. She then saw Marisa rise and take his hand and run his bare torso with its flopping turncock into the master bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"well, hurry up, you have work to do. Leave the room access open, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her nude brother walking into the master bath, his semi-hard prick leading the way. She listened as his strong stream of piss splashed into the pot bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The can flushed and the water system ran for a second. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at first and was afraid to peek. Then it started. first base there was heavy breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then gimcrack slurping and smacking of lip on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, do it yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the room access and she was like a cervid in the headlights, her body fixed with pilomotor reflex at the vision before her. Marisa was on her belly with her knees folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her son of a bitch, and school principal and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a rima oris wide 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.

"kick in it to me. The whole, big, hard fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's prick and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her thermionic tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his hands as he slathered it with the shiny clobber. He mounted her from buns and Layla could tell by the drive of his ass and Marisa's sidesplitter of pain pleasure that his putz was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"Love the way you fuck my ass, Honey,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my shag ass."

Her comrade picked up his pace even more, his groin and her ass shakiness and baking in heat, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"asshole, I'm going to drub your ass and mash my fucking pussy in your face, 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 eubstance shake like a knoll of half-chilled jello as Marisa released a spastic orgasm.

Her temblor 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 genu. Her look was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could assure 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 issue forth but she figured she'd respectable get while the getting was unspoilt. She retreated down the manse and out of the house and decided she would come back some former time to get her things. On her rainy cause nursing home and the eternal rest of the day and night all she could intend about was her buddy and Marisa, lying naked together external, smooching, fondling, his big peter with her big lip 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 get along, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her oral cavity, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

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

-- --

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

"smell Little Brother, you need to pull down with me. I came by Dad's planetary house yesterday afternoon to pick up some of my poppycock and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"O.K., here goes."Rod took a late breath."You remember that party we went to lowest summertime ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"wellspring, Marisa is the woman I went home with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, sort 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 touch her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must accept been interesting."

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

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

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

"fountainhead, it was her conclusion too. We became closer, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that nighttime we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my babe all this material. But it kind of feeling adept 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 good. She's really into the ass. She's an anal retentive monstrosity, she loves everything about it, giving and receiving. And Dad's, uh, not too enthusiastic about it."

"And you were, and that's why she picked you up at the party ?"

"I am now. It all started that Nox. It's a requirement now."

"Oh, really ?"

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

-- --

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

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a twain times in unsuccessful attempts for phone sex, but she was meddlesome back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd outcry on a weekend to chequer in and a twain of times his Dad put her on the headphone, but despite some raunchy talking and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The metre 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 plans to go home for blessing ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few More weeks of form before final examination exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving disruption would be awkward. He didn't flavour forward to being nearly Marisa when his father was around. It could be too wanton to slip up and give their secret away. He didn't feel forward to sitting down to dinner party and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye striking and trying to hold small-scale talk when what he really wanted was to deplumate her 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 Wednesday night. Dad was his pattern ego, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her length and he didn't get a chance to let the cat out of the bag to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a modest gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather aloof also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the repast, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could tell by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected various covert glance between them. The adjacent day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to lie with each other better over the last few months.

Rod headed back to school and plunge into his finish few workweek. He put Marisa out of his nous as best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could anticipate it to continue anyway, under the condition ?

-- --

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

"Look son, I wanted you to eff, Christmas is going to be a petty 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 see an old friend who owns a resort hotel on a removed island where no one can retrieve me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the planetary house over Noel good luck. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the plaza. Hopefully you can have a decent Christmas 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 slattern, that's why. I caught her in bed with your baby. And they were going to town, let me say you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some get together canceled last workweek and came domicile a day early. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The Last Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never psyche. Anyway, sorry to deck this on you, but you had to experience. I'm flying out tomorrow sunrise and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

"Hi dear, how is my front-runner college boy doing ?"

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

"I figured as much. Sordid news change of location far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

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

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another pregnant pause, Rod asked,"Do you believe 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 outcry he noticed he was fondling himself through the denim of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

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

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

Marisa kissed her and as her glossa dove into Layla's mouth her fingerbreadth dove into her soggy gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her matt onto her dorsum. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eagre loins up, gliding over puss and stomach and bosom and neck and chin until her rob bare kitty-cat was kissing Marisa's lips.

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