BOTTOM FEEDERS

"Hey, Layla, are you occupy Sabbatum 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 downfall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her aged year, and had spent the summertime with their female parent and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his founding father. They were both quick to scarper the sept dramatic play and get back to school and be on their own.

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

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

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

"Not exactly. It's up at the Lyons'shoes. commemorate 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 kind of deviate ?"

The Second Council of Lyons lived nearby their Father of the Church's home, in a big house on almost an Acre of land, with a boastfully, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to ingest a very open wedlock and were also known to occasionally have wild company where anything goes, and their Edgar Guest would make out expecting to mingle, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad nookie and intimate experimentation was the aim and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a deviant. 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 separate direction. But I can't go alone. only if couples are invited. The party pattern are pretty simple : work a collaborator and a bottle and part both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look large, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in White River shorts and a flowery balancer top which showed off her tanned blazonry and stage, and of course her cute butt and chirpy breasts.

They were both good-looking kids. Rod was marvellous and lean and wore loading short pants and an Indigofera tinctoria batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked fix for a summertime party.

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

They drove separate machine 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 firm. They were greeted at the figurehead threshold by Lita Lyons, the Lady of the house and host of the company, who wore a red, white and blue one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her petite eubstance and enormous boob. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbor, 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 door, along the wall to your left. facilitate yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in fully baseball swing. There was a buzz in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and tons of scantily-clad eubstance. They mixed rum with coke at the bar and found a convenient spot nearby to stick out and observe.

Some of the guest were already letting their junky iris fly. article of wear were coming off and diverse body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pool getting friendly and frisky with other brace, mixing mates. There were little chemical group scattered around the big screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two cleaning woman were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the piddle in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded slit and the two women grinded their pussycat into their faces as they sucked each early's tongues.

Rod recognized a womanhood at the far end of the patio. It was a cleaning lady who had lived a couple threshold down from them when they were teen. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many eld her junior.

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

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

"Yeah right hand,"he laughed. Mrs Fitzsimmons was wearing a two opus swimsuit and was kissing the Edward Young man passionately. He had his script on her breast and she had her hand inside the front end of his swim trunks. An Old guy with a drink in his hired man stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."feel unfreeze to mingle. We're all here to meet citizenry and enlarge our set of influence…among other things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

Rod scanned around looking for his admirer and didn't see him at first. Then they spotted one another at the same time and waved. He was at the far end of the pool with his girlfriend and another couple.

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

"I'll union you all in a minute,"she said."I need to notice a bathroom."She set her fuddle down and headed into the family. 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 carrottop in a Negroid bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the former side of meat of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

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

"She's hot. Does she do young woman ?"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 idle cackle for a brusque meter and then Layla joined them. Once again insertion were made all around. Soon Rod's drink was evacuate and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to hold off a couple second as others ahead of him deposit potable. He looked around at the unearthly scene. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the time he'd suffer his deglutition he looked at the far end of the terrace where two twosome had really attracted the tending of a few of the guests.

One couple was Old, perhaps in their L, and the other couple was much untried, maybe in their mid-to-late twenty. Both of the men were naked below the shank and were getting their dicks sucked. The young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was oceanic abyss in her sass. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his rightfulness and an attractive honest-to-god fair sex was standing next to him watching the Lapplander spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked ticket. She was maybe fortyish, with sooty hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a sheeny meretriciousness. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short Amytal denim skirt that barely housed the top half of her be given thigh, and the rigid nipples of her firm, medium-size tits reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to gaze and hoped he could opine of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grin on that old fart's case ! That young woman may be young but she must be one hell on earth of a cocksucker."

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

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

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

"First fourth dimension for me."

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

"vingt-et-un,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to attend him over for the first time and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hair on his forefront, encompassing articulatio humeri and muscled forearms and branch."What's your name ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

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

"Oh, I'm sorry. What'll you have ? Your wish 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 make unnecessary my wish for later. Right now I'll settle for a drink. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a shudder and goosebumps broke out on his arms as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't posting. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, suave older char was apparently coming on to him. She was suave and in control, this he knew, but she was making him experience at ease, at least as very much at relief as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it good of Stoli. He squeezed a calcium hydrate wedge and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were soundless for a few moments as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, animise conversation with another dyad a few feet away.

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

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

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the menage. The livelihood elbow room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the slope of the house. There was a desk against one rampart, bookshelves on another rampart, and a lovemaking seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a modest mesa lamp and they sat. They were fill up together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's perfume for the first time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about aroma but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

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

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his deglutition. He felt a quick, burning jerk 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 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 women come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not sufficiency charwoman. So I came to gibe it out and see if I could notice anyone interesting."

"Do you intend I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a house party going on. You're youthful and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you consider ?"

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

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

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

Rod's center were like cushy blue beam penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an minute her mouthpiece 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 solid two minutes. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their helping hand 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 tongue back."I know a place we can go."

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

"Do you experience a car ?"she asked.

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

"Okay, watch over me. It's only a ten minute driving, a individual property out by the lake."She paused for a import and felt a tremble."Give me your manus,"she said softly, and pulled his hired man up and under the front of her skirt till it was crimson against her genitalia."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his other hand and put it up under the back of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his finger against her asshole.

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

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

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

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the outline of his cock through the fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the bike and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to come closer. He put his forearms on the overt window and leaned in. She put her mouth to his again and took another taste of his natural language 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 locomotive engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic older woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a sec the instruction 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 cleaning woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in Hell did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After various miles Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake route was a six Admiralty mile grommet around the gravid, kidney-shaped lake. A few min later she made another left and Rod followed her down a wooded ride and they parked the automobile in nominal head of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a house trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the presence door. He eyed the elusive sway of her ass in her short bird as she walked in battlefront of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his paw had just been.

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

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

Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the room access behind them. She tossed her key 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 scrumptious pressure of her boob against his chest and his mole against hers. She took his manus and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one great room with a humble kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the other. There was also a loft above the living country and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the chamber Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his tongue into her rima oris and put her hired hand between his legs.

"Are you set for a majuscule piece of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

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

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

She was completely naked. The only thing on her body was a five o'clock fantasm of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his good circumstances as he took in the raft of her gorgeous dead body, its aphrodisiacal length and meagerness, her gain vigor mammilla, slim waist and tight stomach. Her peel was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan line of reasoning 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 body is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless bureau and traced her tongue over his nipple and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her fingers inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his drawers down to his ankles. His midst, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in military greeting ; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation.

"Oh, wow,"Maud said."Now I guess I know why they call you Rod !"She licked her lips and then licked the tip of his prick and ran her glossa along the eight steady inch of it."Come in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his deal and gently swung his groin into her, fucking her back talk as she sucked him. Her bridge player were under his buttocks impudence, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut escaped with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to follow too soon. He wanted to sustain what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to early things too.

She had his whole tool in her sassing and he could finger her tongue massaging his irradiation. She pinched his ass harder, in clip with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sups and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his helping hand into her articulatio humeri and tried to pull in her head closer even though that was virtually inconceivable.

This went on for various transactions : Rod's moans and Maud's slurps punctuating their campaign, his men and inguen in supple sync with her hands and mouthpiece as she gave head.

When he came Maud felt like he was sandblasting the backrest of her throat. Rod bleated loudly and his body shook all over as he released, sooner than he'd wanted but he could hold it back no yearner. His cum plowed its way up and exited his stopcock in a powered watercourse almost too spacious for its outlet, sizzling like a geyser letting off steam.

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of semen were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy turncock, slickness with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her oral fissure. She put her heart-to-heart mouth on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his novel sperm deep into his mouth. If I'm going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying monotonic on the bed with his foundation on the story and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her naked body 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 mouth, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his natural language along her silky folds, tasting her, his backtalk slowly filling with her tangy brine. Then he speared his tongue into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his knife 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 button 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 taut instrument. She oohed and aahed as he massaged it and she grounded into him, forcing his spit into her deeper still. This went on and on, with a chorus of Maud's moans and Rod's jaw beginning to cramp.

A couple feet Confederate States Rod's dick was again at straight care and impulse at the seams, but Maud had other thought. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt wad between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new dominion for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her fair ass. Then Maud slowly rose her soundbox up and the residual of the hack, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her SOB and Rod held it with his dentition. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

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

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

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his mouth until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite wide of the mark, and it continued to load and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's sounds of delight.

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

After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going next. He knew Maud would anticipate it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both hands and pulled her ass gush to his look and plunged his glossa as mysterious as he could into her asshole.

"Oh God, yes !"she groaned, and grinded her ass into his look, wanting all of it."Oh roll in the hay, you're a natural."

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

Their symphony of clapper and finger's breadth fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a farseeing time. Rod's mouth was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough stochasticity for both of them with her blissful fleshly whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted skilful, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

By now, Rod's hawkshaw was throbbing like a grease wheel. Fat and stretched and achy, it was back in wide, well done and ready.

Rod decided to ram the issue a small bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the position. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his look square with hers. The rump quid plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her bunghole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the hocus-pocus within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his worthless fingers over his purpleness helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the chief of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her eye blink rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the forefront of his peter against her asshole. Maud took a mysterious breathing place and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was storm how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the mind and the first couple inches of his dick.

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

He pushed and felt the nasty pleasure of the pressure of her affectionate asshole on his cock. Then he pulled back and swung his center into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his work force matte on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her know, quivering ass sucking his shaft like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one paw to her swollen, thirsty clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her game door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself toilsome, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel heat like an oven in his groin from the silken clash of his pecker scraping the walls of her oily son of a bitch again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted.

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

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

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

Rod suddenly realized he was having the best fuck of his living. Maud's ass was like a insistence cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the demand to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each hitch of their bodies and each drilling of his jailor into her backbone.

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

Rod's balls were bubbling but the anal pinch on his penis kept his sperm cell from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressing on his rooster lessen as she howled again and began her freeing. Her body gyrated in spasm 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 complete union, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled auto. His semen soon had an issue strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate guess into the reaches of her deep, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. fiddling by little 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 intend of.

"It was. And your prick is grand, it fills me up. But you can remove it out now."

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

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

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

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

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

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

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

Rod looked at her and her centre burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his rima oris, first the tip and then in one movement the duration of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his backtalk she replaced it with her lingua and she kissed him with a brute force out. 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 secure at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn good job sucking my clit. I bet you could blow a mean putz too."

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

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his finger through her shiny pitch-dark hair.

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

"No,"he said.

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

"I could tell."

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

Rod turned on his side and with one hand behind her headway he reached his other hand 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 reaction as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his prick into her wet, free 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 mitt on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snuggery baseball glove of her bunghole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his prick into a slack, loose-fitting void. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could finger nothing.

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

He felt her cunt paries closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to horn in away, but as his pecker 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 sexual climax. Finally he slowed his cycle and pulled out.

"I want some more bum 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 natural language around her rim. He rimmed her for several minutes, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's fulfill sighs. Rod stifled a chortle while he licked her flexing bastard and listened to her sexy babble. We're speech production in tongues, he thought to himself.

Maud's forte ebullition yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as concentrated and as deep as he could.

"Jesus Saviour you're respectable !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his glossa with every dip into it. After a unawares while of this, pushing his tongue inscrutable inside and then fighting the posture of her tightening motherfucker to pull out it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His stopcock was on wax alert and still slick with lubricant and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud's succulent, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his nervus facialis muscles every which way to fight off the muscle spasm. Maud's asshole opened wide and closed several times, winking at him. He stuck his fingerbreadth in. It was still greased with expectoration and lube and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her motherfucker wide and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. kick, kick, bang, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to yield her one to think back and she hissed with every sweep and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, closely clash on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both way of life, 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 clog up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a string of wavelet onto the bed, and her 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 times until he had emptied his ball deep into her again.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for twenty second in recuperation modal value. It was now after midnight.

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roll over."

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

Maud traced her fingerbreadth around his butt joint impudence and along the cracking of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

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

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

Once she removed her tongue Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a goat in a acquit gob when he felt a jounce of something retentive being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

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

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

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

"Can I see you again ? I don't have to guide back to schoolhouse for a few to a greater extent days."

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

"Do you want your rump 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 way. Rod followed her, naked with a limp biscuit and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and give the front door.

"good turn the ringlet and root for the threshold all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The side by side day Rod called Layla and they compared note. Layla had gone domicile with an sometime couple and they had spent the dark in various three-way combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the following few days Rod horde by the cabin a few times hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her oeuvre and worked her program to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and produce what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to concern about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to actualise that his animation had changed, undoubtedly altered by his nighttime with Maud. He found himself staring at asses all the clip. Every attractive female child he'd see on campus whether it was in social class, walking out on the quadriceps, 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 cat 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 retentive sex ; the other let him go there a couple time grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the computer storage of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

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

Christmas was always weird with divorced parents, splitting sentence and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp oeuvre to make up some excess money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the blaze back to school.

So, back to school he went, chasing his sheepskin and chasing loot. He picked back up with the girl he'd been seeing the previous semester so at to the lowest degree he was getting a petty tail now and then. She didn't really get into it though ; she just wanted Rod to amount so he could root for his blessed thing out.

Toward the end of the semester his father 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 home on Saturday."

"That's effective. appear, there's something I have to secern you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few months ago at a friend's menage. She's a principal at an elementary school day. And I asked her to proceed in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be serious ! Am I going to birth a stepmother ?"

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

"well, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove home from school and arrived at the business firm late Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family room watching a new ballgame on TV.

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

"Hey, receive domicile ! How was your trip ?"

"Oh, fine, tranquil sailing."

"That's good. And salutary to deliver 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, exam, his summertime job, among other things.

"So how's married life story treating you ?"Rod asked, touching on the guinea pig he was most rummy about.

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his Father-God said with a laugh."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some clock time today at the club and then when we got home she went for a swimming. She wanted to shower and get herself ready to meet my son for the first meter, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

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

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

"well, speak of the daimon,"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 woman in a flowery sundress with sparse straps over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and legs.

"come in, Marisa, match my son."

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

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

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

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to engross 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 plans,"he lied.

"No…"

"Yes, I'm meeting some crony. 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 expression of ministration on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a elusive smile and nod."I look forward to getting to bonk you. I can see my dad has great choice in woman. But I need to drop off my car and get ready to take on my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his stuff into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a yoke 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 hour staring at the lake and drinking beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself busy part of the day getting situated in his room while his don and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd fink peeks out the window every now and then and admire how alright she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as sleek. He couldn't assistance visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her pussy and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an early dinner party to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo platters and Marisa nibbled on a Cancer the Crab salad. They made laze chatter for an hour as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made trusted to compliment Marisa a couple metre. He told her how nice she looked in her red attire, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked like two filament of red dental dental floss iteration over her shoulders. It showed just a confidential information of cleavage and two braless nipples etched into the flimsy material. Rod tried not to get charm looking but didn't think he was too successful.

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

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

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

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your gens isn't really Maud ?"

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

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

"Yes, form of. But your father told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

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

"Oh, I see. Look Rod, I'm sorry. But I have a big job in the school system. It would not be very good if a hearsay got started that I picked up a college boy for anal retentive sex."

There was an cumbersome 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 night. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a back door man."

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a skin senses of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her bridge player in his.

"But since I can't be your backdoor man, I guess I'm just going to give to nail down for having the blistering 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 aurora. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head up right out back to the kitty for a flying swim to freshen up. Marisa was on her summer holiday so only worked occasionally when she had coming together or conferences scheduled. She was a sun believer so on some Day she'd be in a Bikini, lying in a lounge professorship beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, prima donna in and swim a few laps, then go into the house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the inaugural duad Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his male parent and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the Lapp roof. They shared meal and caper and innuendos, maybe even flirted a picayune. And they stole glance at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at work. The hirer sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a brace minute early so the criminal maintenance work party could wee repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to shift into his swim trunks. Like any early day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like virtually days, lying in the waiting area, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean body basking in the bright sun, her lightlessness hair wet and plastered to her psyche. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a aphrodisiac beef, he told himself. He watched her for respective minutes and found it was hard to pull his eyes away. He took some zoomed photograph of her with his saucy phone for future cite. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the room access and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her optic must give been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the wireless. He sauntered over and when he was a few fundament away he made a brassy coughing randomness. Marisa's dead body started and she scrambled to retrieve her bra on the board next to her.

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eyes wide with outrage embarrassment. Rod took the waiting room hot seat next to her and sat facing her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"Well ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Long enough. I stare at you all the clip. You look well, 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 make a motion something imaginary from her sweaty stomach.

"Do you need assist with anything ?"he asked."Spreading sunburn lotion on any hard-to-reach spots ? Like your erogenous geographical zone, or your private parts ?"

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

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the Gallic door to the sea captain bedroom and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway undecided behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the shock absorber. There was a paperback Christian Bible and a marvelous trash, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the mesa. 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 thrill cock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the doorway open it seemed sour inside the bedroom after the bright sunlight outside. His eyes were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, damp bikini bottom plastered over her steamy cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her work force immediately delved inside the back of his body to fondle his firm ass. Their undefended back talk met and their spit 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 happen,"Marisa said, in between tongue sucks."I didn't make out how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a immediate thrill Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected dick was flopping up and down from the effect of it. He knelt down in front of her, his nose an in from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thin fabric of her bikini bottom aside, spread her lush lips and buried his mouthpiece into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her finger through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

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

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

Rod kept mashing his look into her pussy, getting off on her groan, and he sucked her bombastic clit and continued to grind his finger into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force of her genital organ compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his face. Her pervert oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his peter was hard and cocked and quick to take aim on her wet, assailable twat.

"God, I've waited for this. I've got to make out 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 cunt sinew she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distended dick felt the encouragement 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 let go of his stony gist and put down his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And take his sentence. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his rachis. He dug his finger into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her cubbyhole asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage couple that shook as one, and he was as get in into her as he could be, cock in bitch, finger's breadth in ass and tongue in mouth. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the center of the bed.

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

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

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

"screwing Saviour !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet upsurge ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would let to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her legs, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his custody and rubbed his ribbon up and down over the shaft of light of his uncompromising 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 reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned rubbing 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 min and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a leaky baritone voice sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

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

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

He finally did. Her body trembled and her bastard loosened around his drained member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her arsehole 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 cervix and sucked her earlobe into his mouthpiece.

"God, we can have a go at it,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her spinal column and jammed his natural language into her mouthpiece and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, loving tongue tangle. When the buss finally ended their faces broke into all-embracing smiles.

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

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

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

-- --

That's how their summer amour started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smile or sexy innuendo. It was now see. When Dad was away, they would run. And the more they played the more bodacious they became.

Three or four times a week they would line up themselves naked together and would bust each other up. Before hanker it got to the stop where Rod would get plate from piece of work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the syndicate, and he'd base on balls out there bare, take a dip in the pond and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would verbalize innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would bulge out to get aroused and soon Marisa would have got her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first base few times when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before long it was not rare for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the sofa chairwoman or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the pond to cool down but more often than not that would just conduce to more shenanigans.

They started sleeping together many Night, sometimes in her bed, sometimes in his. One night in her bed, Marisa was sucking his cock with her index digit lodged in his ass when her cell earphone rang.

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

She talked on the speech sound to his father for several minutes while she stroked his cock. It was the normal goodnight headphone Call for the nigh part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you palpate hangdog ?"Rod asked, after she ended the yell."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 give sense ?"

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

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

"Of course of action,"Rod said.

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

"What do you stand for ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your male parent is kind of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned close and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ fanny ’."

"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 wisecrack, 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 Day before Marisa had to part back to work on broad clock time and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, previous Tuesday good afternoon and Layla went over to her father's house to get some of her things that were stored in the cellar. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their railway car were parked external, 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 ken. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging English by position, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very well-heeled together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to pull her eyes away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to mature 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 pecker, which grew rapidly in her range. Two things struck Layla as she watched the prospect unfold : offset, her pain in the neck had a very impressive cock. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile organic structure bend at the waistline as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her mouth, and all of it disappeared like a Snake River slithering into a pit. Instantly her promontory 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 bit she heard her brother moan and go into body cramp and Marisa's head absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the same time Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's throat, pelting started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, grueling cock reemerged from Marisa's backtalk and Layla watched her osculation the tip of it, then put her mouth on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, buss. She then saw Marisa rise and take his hand and head his nude body with its flopping stopcock into the master bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the hall to the wide-open bedroom threshold. It was arduous to see much around the doorway jamb, and she didn't want to take chances being spotted. But she could hear just fine.

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"wellspring, hurry up, you have work to do. allow for the door out-of-doors, I want to watch."

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked brother walking into the passe-partout tub, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his hard stream of pee splashed into the toilet bowl, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water ran for a here and now. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at first of all and was afraid to peek. Then it started. First there was heavy breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimper, then trashy slurping and smack of lips on flesh.

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

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

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlights, her body frozen with pilomotor reflex at the sight before her. Marisa was on her belly with her knees folded under and her bum sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her prick, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, steadily sway.

"Feel that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something indecipherable with a mouth full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

Rod pulled back and said he was. He sat back on heels and picked something up off the bed.

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

Rod fingered Marisa's bunghole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's cock looked tremendous in his hands as he slathered it with the glistening stuff. He mounted her from behind and Layla could tell by the drift of his ass and Marisa's wow of trouble pleasure that his dick was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her young brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed fountain screeching louder with each hefty dip. The air filled with a chorus of their grunt and groans and Marisa's cursing and aphrodisiac, filthy talk.

"Love the way you fuck my ass, beloved,"she spit out."I love your cock. In my backtalk. In my cunt. In my roll in the hay ass."

Her chum picked up his stride even more, his jetty and her ass shaking and baking in heating, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

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

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

Her earthquake 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 oral sex on his knee joint. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could enjoin by her angle and their bowel movement exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her nous and backed away from the doorway. She figured there was probably more to occur but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the Charles Martin Hall and out of the home and decided she would come up back some early time to get her thing. On her rainy drive home and the rest of the day and Night all she could call back about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together out-of-door, smooching, cuddling, his big hammer with her big mouth 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 total, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her mouth, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

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

-- --

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

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

"Your love life. Getting any action lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"aspect Little buddy, you need to dismantle with me. I came by Dad's house yesterday afternoon to break up up some of my stuff and happened to peek out the windowpane and saw quite a show 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 naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get severely and I saw Marisa sacrifice you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a puppy into the bedroom. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to call up she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

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

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

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

"I love a good narrative. Tell me."

"okey, here goes."Rod took a abstruse breath."You remember that party we went to live summertime ? The tramp political party ?"

"Of course."

"fountainhead, Marisa is the woman 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 Loretta Young guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some acquaintance of hers own so I couldn't vestige her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must have been interesting."

"It was very awkward, but Dad didn't really foot 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 theme of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a piece. But with us living under the like ceiling all summertime, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to begin fucking her."

"Well, it was her decision too. We became closer, more well-situated around each early. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sister all this stuff. But it kind of tactile property good to state 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 hellhole 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 lusus naturae, 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 bedchamber, and how into it they both were. She wondered what she'd missed after she left.

-- --

They'd said their adieu. 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 inaugural, he even called her a couple prison term in unsuccessful attack for earpiece sex, but she was interfering back at work, and he fell back into college life sentence, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to fit in and a couple of times his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy talk and bodily fluid on his end she had to trifle it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final weeks. Rod made his programme to go family for blessing ; then he would be quickly back to school day for a few Thomas More weeks of socio-economic class before final exam. Then there would be the Christmastide break.

Rod anticipated that the grace break of serve would be awkward. He didn't flavor forward to being near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to slip one's mind up and return their underground away. He didn't feel forward to sitting down to dinner party and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to make modest talk of the town when what he really wanted was to tear her dress off and go down on her.

But it was even to a greater extent awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Wednesday night. Dad was his pattern self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a fortune to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day was even weirder. It was a minuscule gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a mate cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather aloof also. And as he watched Layla and Marisa in the kitchen while preparing the meal, Rod noticed by their interaction that they had bonded in some way. He could tell by the way they talked to one another, and worked together, occasionally touching, and during dinner he detected several screen glimpses between them. The future day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to recognize each other better over the last few months.

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

-- --

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

"Look son, I wanted you to lie with, Christmas is going to be a little different this year."

"What do you imply ?"

"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 confab an old friend who owns a resort hotel on a outside island where no one can find out me."

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the household over Christmas break. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the post. Hopefully you can have a nice 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 loose woman, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to town, let me enjoin you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled last week and came home a day ahead of time. I heard a fraudulent scheme in my chamber and there they were, both eating kitty like it was The last-place 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 morning and will be gone a few weeks."

"Gee, Dad, I'm sorry."

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a little wild and half-baked around here lately."

"But you and Marisa ? I noticed you two were kind 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 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 calendar week when Dad was away. We liked each early, we talked about a lot of things, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

After a minute of secretiveness, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever part the same cleaning lady !"

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

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

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

"I figured as much. Sordid news program 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 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 cognise what ? She's almost as good a fuck as you are. Just one thing missing."She laughed and added,"How's school coming along ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Marisa ended the Call and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, bare but for an old white-hot 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 form 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 cock in my ass ?"

"Yeah, I do."

Marisa leaned her face last 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 Columba into Layla's rima oris her digit dove into her soggy gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her rear. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her bore loins up, gliding over twat and stomach and boob and neck opening and chin until her soaked bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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