BOTTOM FEEDERS

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

Rod had called his babe 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 elder twelvemonth, and had spent the summer with their female parent and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his begetter. They were both ready to escape the kinfolk drama and get back to schooltime and be on their own.

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

"I thought you might like to go to a political 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 company ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some form of pervert ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their father's plate, in a big house on almost an Akko of land, with a large, screened-in swimming consortium. They were known to make a very open marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild parties where anything goes, and their node would come expecting to commix, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of tempestuous, mad fucking and sexual experimentation was the purpose 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 style. But I can't go alone. Only couples are invited. The political party rules are pretty simple : Bring a mate and a bottleful and share 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 aged material. The political 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 consortium party. Show off that body of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look great, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white short pants and a ornate halter top which showed off her tanned blazon and ramification, and of row her cute fag and buoyant breasts.

They were both good-looking kids. Rod was tall and thin and wore consignment short pants and an indigo batik shirt with tropical hoot on it. Both looked make for a summer party.

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

They drove separate cars to the party because they had no thought where or with whom they'd end up later that Night. They parked about a city block away and walked to the planetary house. They were greeted at the figurehead doorway by Lita Lyons, the lady of the mansion and legion of the political party, who wore a red, white and bluish one-piece swimming lawsuit that was flashy wet and clung like gum to her petite torso 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 wall to your left hand. facilitate yourself to whatever ; there is good deal of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the party already in full golf shot. There was a bombination in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and lots of scantily-clad bodies. They mixed rum with Coca Cola at the bar and found a convenient spot nearby to stand and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their freak sword lily fly. Articles of article of clothing were coming off and various body component part were coming out. There were couples in the syndicate getting favorable and frisky with early couples, mixing mates. There were small group scattered around the prominent screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in electric chair. Two women were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the H2O in front of them with their faces glued to their genitals. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two cleaning lady 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 cleaning woman who had lived a duo room access down from them when they were teen. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many class 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 young buck. Looks like you got here too recent, Rod."

"Yeah right wing,"he laughed. Mrs Fitzsimmons was wearing a two while swimsuit and was kissing the young man passionately. He had his hand on her tit and she had her hand inside the front of his swimming body. An older guy with a drink in his paw stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."look gratuitous to unify. We're all here to satisfy people and dilate our lot of influence…among other things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

"I'll join you all in a second,"she said."I need to find a bathroom."She set her salute 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 lose weight redhead in a black bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my lady friend Lisa."Lisa was on the other face of Bob, who had a deal on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

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

"She's hot. Does she do lady friend ?"Lisa asked, with a smirk. Bob gave her a crabwise 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 arcminute. They made dead cackle for a short time and then Layla joined them. Once again instauration were made all around. Soon Rod's potable was vacate and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to waitress a brace transactions as others ahead of him fix swallow. He looked around at the weird scene. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the prison term he'd gotten his deglutition he looked at the far end of the patio where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One couplet was honest-to-god, perhaps in their fifties, and the early pair was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their pecker sucked. The young attractive brunette's headway was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his tool was oceanic abyss in her oral fissure. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blonde, much-younger man.

"Jesus, will you appear at that !"a distaff part said.

Rod looked to his right and an attractive honest-to-god charwoman was standing next 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 find someplace a little more secret,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked alright. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a slim down, gymnastic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, little blue angel jean skirt that barely housed the top half of her lean second joint, and the rigid mamilla of her firm, medium-sized mamilla reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could call up of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grin on that old fart's face ! That girl may be Thomas Young but she must be one inferno 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 ?"

"start time for me."

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

"vingt-et-un,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to front him over for the first prison term and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hair's-breadth on his head, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and legs."What's your name ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to satisfy you, Maud."

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

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

Her eyes lingered on his for a second. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might bring through my wish for later. Right now I'll settle for a potable. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a shivering and goosebumps broke out on his weapons system as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't notice. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, suave elderly woman was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in control, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as lots at rest as he was capable of at the minute. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it full-of-the-moon of Stoli. He squeezed a burnt lime zep and dropped it into the beverage, then turned and handed it to Maud.

"To a hot summertime night,"she said with a snort, raising her glass.

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

They were silent for a few minute as they sipped their swallow. Rod glanced back over toward his friend and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, inspire conversation with another mates a few feet away.

"Do you want to try to come up 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 undress me are you ?"

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

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

Rod topped off his deglutition with rum and they headed into the house. The living way and home room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an position at the side of the house. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a making love seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a lowly table lamp and they sat. They were shut together on the loveseat and Rod got a whiff of Maud's perfume for the number 1 time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about perfume but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

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

"Yeah,"Rod said, and took a gulp of his drunkenness. He felt a quick, burning jar 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 min ago and she'd already hooked up with somebody. She's not really my lady friend. 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 woman come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not enough women. So I came to see to it it out and see if I could receive anyone interesting."

"Do you believe I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."wellspring, let's see. There's a house party going on. You're Whitney Moore Young Jr. and well-favoured and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a room by ourselves. What do you think ?"

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

"Don't be nervous, decompress. 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 liquor off of it."So Rod, state me. What did you come to this political party looking for ?"

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

Rod's oculus were like indulgent blue ray of light penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

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

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

She rose and took his hand. She led him out a side room access and down the drive and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a amobarbital sodium sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"O.K., come me. It's only a ten minute driveway, a buck private plaza out by the lake."She paused for a mo and felt a shiver."Give me your hired man,"she said softly, and pulled his hand up and under the presence of her wench till it was flush against her genitalia."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothes,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

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

"feel that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her tongue Dove deeply into his sassing 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 deal strongly against the outline of his cock through the material of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to do closer. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another gustatory sensation of his tongue for the road.

"You're a trade 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 liveliness. Rod took his tonality 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 elderly woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a endorsement 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 snake pit is this woman ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in blaze did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

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

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her hand and Rod followed her to the front door. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her unforesightful chick as she walked in front of him and pictured the jade 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 friends. They don't use it very much anymore and they let me come here when it's not rented."

Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the door behind them. She tossed her identify onto a tabular array by the door and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their bodies were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her boob against his chest and his groin against hers. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one large way with a small kitchen on one face and the bedroom on the other. There was also a garret above the animation area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the bedroom Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his lingua into her sassing and put her mitt between his legs.

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

"Yes."

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

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished way : a bed, a dressing table with a mirror, a nightstand, a president. He heard the toilet flush and water running in the sinkhole for a hour or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The only thing on her body was a five o'clock tail of pubic hair above her weaken pussy. Rod could not believe his good lot as he took in the sight of her gorgeous body, its sexy length and leanness, her perked nipples, slim waist and tight tum. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to fundament without a undivided tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wrist watch. 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 thorax and traced her knife over his nipples and down over his mat abdomen as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her finger inside the elastic girdle of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee yap was already glistening with expectation.

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

Rod leaned back on his work force and gently swing his breakwater into her, fucking her lip as she sucked him. Her hired man were under his derriere cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loose with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to fall too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was uneasy to get on to other matter too.

She had his wholly gumshoe in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his dig. She pinched his ass harder, in prison term with her viva voce gymnastic exercise. He groaned with each of her emptiness sup and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his hired man into her shoulder joint and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several second : Rod's groan and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his handwriting and bulwark in lissom sync with her hired hand and mouth as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of seed were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy putz, slick magazine with saliva and jizz, and rose to osculate him with his cum oozing from the nook of her mouth. She put her open mouthpiece on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his unfermented sperm cell deep into his back talk. 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 groundwork on the floor and his shortstop around his ankles. She slid her naked body upward and over his until her cunt back talk were on his sass. She straddled him with her exercising weight on her knees and sat on his font. Gently she swirled her goof around his lips, teasing.

"punch me,"she said.

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

"Oh yes !"she gasped."piece of tail me with your tongue. That's good."

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his natural language as far into her as he could. His nose was mashed into her groin so he took promptly breathing time when he could. Maud moved her bitch around, and with his spit inside her she wiggled her clitoris under his pep pill lip.

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

With her clit resting on the back of his tongue, Rod curled his lip around her taut tool. She oohed and aahed as he massaged it and she grounded into him, forcing his tongue 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 animal foot to the south Rod's gumshoe was again at flat attention and pulsation at the seams, but Maud had other theme. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her stern fireplug between his lips.

"drive 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 fathom like a puritan so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the rim 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 asshole and Rod held it with his teeth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

"Thank you,"Maud said, and lowered her butthole to his back talk."Lick my ass,"she rasped.

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

"slug it !"she said."It's clean and jerk. Don't vexation, it's the blank mother fucker you'll ever lick. And tonight it's yours."She pressed her bunghole to his lips.

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

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

After a few instant of that Rod knew where he was going adjacent. He knew Maud would carry it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thigh with both hands and pulled her ass gush to his font and plunged his tongue as deep as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his right hand over from her second joint to her puss and slipped two finger into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ends. Maud's finger's breadth were stroking her clit in co-occurrence with his.

Their symphony of tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a longsighted clip. Rod's mouth was occupied of trend, but Maud's made adequate noise for both of them with her blissful fauna whimper. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted good, kind of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

By now, Rod's dick was throbbing like a crap cycle. Fat and stretched and achy, it was back in wide, well done and ready.

Rod decided to force the issue a little bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the slope. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face second power with hers. The coffin nail plug plopped onto her go away tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slick within, the wall of her oceanic abyss hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy finger's breadth over his purple helmet and up and down his rotating shaft. He put the header of his half-lubed dick, swollen and ache, against her winking rim.

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

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

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

He pushed and felt the tight pleasure of the pressure of her warm asshole on his rooster. Then he pulled back and swing his gist into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his work force flatcar on Maud's berm as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hired hand to her swollen, thirsty button, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her back door he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself harder, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel rut like an oven in his mole from the slick rubbing of his dick scraping the paries of her oily motherfucker again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted.

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

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

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

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

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his oculus were wide bluing syndicate staring back at hers. He grunted with each duty tour of their eubstance and each oil production of his screw into her anchor.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, satiate me up."She squeezed his dick with her ass muscles and strummed her clit like a mouth organ.

Rod's musket ball were bubbling but the anal pinch on his phallus kept his spermatozoon from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressure on his peter lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in muscle spasm as her cum came in wafture and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the resistance and fit was by now a perfect union, his rigorousness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem bicycle like a well-oiled machine. His semen soon had an exit strategy and he bellowed like never before when it rose up through him and his dick felt like an overloaded electric circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate guessing into the ambit of her deep, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his balls. short 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 fantastic, it fills me up. But you can take it out now."

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

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

Rod wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the cigarette spark plug from the mattress between them and started examining it. Maud shifted her physical structure onto her English to face him.

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

He shook his head, laughing. She took the plug from his hand and licked it from end to end and then put the completely affair into her backtalk. After various puckered power-sucks she took it out of her sass 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 cocksucker, for Christ's saki, so what's the difference ? I want to see you blow it."

Rod looked at her and her middle burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the butt hack into his lip, first the tip and then in one move the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage personnel. Then she lay back on her side facing him with her helping 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 beneficial at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn good job sucking my button. I bet you could suck a average tool too."

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

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

"I don't think that's it."He ran his digit 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 care it. I know I do."

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the bigger the cock the prominent the high,"she said, squeezing his cock between her fingers."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 deal behind her principal he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

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

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

Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the fanny and slid his peter into her wet, unaffixed 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 girdle and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slickness, snug glove of her bunghole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, haphazard void. He grunted with each hefty energy but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.

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

He felt her cunt wall closing in on him, and it felt better, a picayune tighter and he continued to intrude away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy snatch 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 stiffness he was no finisher to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his round and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his pollex and she groaned with glee when he flicked his knife around her rim. He rimmed her for various minutes, taking his time, his work punctuated by Maud's satisfied sigh. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babbling. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

Maud's loudest burst yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as severe and as late as he could.

"Christ Christ you're secure !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his knife with every dip into it. After a short while of this, pushing his glossa deep interior and then fighting the strength of her tightening bastard to draw in it back out, he felt an ache in his face and jaw and knew another cramp iron was coming. His cock was on full alert and still sleek with lubricating substance and pussy juice, and set up for a repeat execution up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his seventh cranial nerve muscles every which way to oppose off the cramp. Maud's asshole opened wide and closed several times, winking at him. He stuck his finger in. It was still greased with spit and lubricating substance and ejaculate. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her cocksucker all-embracing and held it.

"Bottoms up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this time around. He put the top dog of his Pole inside her debase pickle and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. blast, fringe, charge, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to render her one to call up and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing voiceless and loving the hot, mingy friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her cut, 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 impact. It was as if the clog dancing up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a string of riffle onto the bed, and her bunghole tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her brawniness, including her spent anatomical sphincter. She lay there limp while Rod pounded her ten, eleven, twelve Thomas More meter until he had emptied his balls 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 minutes in recuperation mode. It was now after midnight.

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said gyre over."

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

Maud traced her finger around his cigaret cheeks and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his buttocks 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 second 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 sass was now up his ass.

Once she removed her knife Rod was still basking in the pleasure of it all when he shrieked like a stooge in a bear gob when he felt a saccade of something longsighted being bolted up his ass.

"Holy screwing !"he yelled,"What the hell ?"

"It's my prat stopple,"Maud said."Leave it in for a slight while. See if you like it. I'll be veracious back."

Then she walked to the can and closed the door.

-- --

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

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

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

"Can I see you again ? I don't have to maneuver back to school for a few more days."

"It's tempting, but I don't think that's a safe musical theme. Tonight was neat, 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 limp biscuit and a plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and spread out the movement door.

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

-- --

The following day Rod called Layla and they compared promissory note. Layla had gone abode with an older dyad and they had spent the dark in various three-way combinations. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the next few days Rod drove chisel by the cabin a few meter hoping to trip up a glance of Maud but the billet was vacant. He realized that she had planned her study and worked her design 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 smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to school day and became immersed into college life history. He reconnected with a casual girl he had seen for a while the yr before but that didn't utmost too long. She got tired of him trying to know her up the ass all the time.

Rod began to realize that his aliveness had changed, undoubtedly altered by his dark with Maud. He found himself staring at behind all the clock time. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the musculus quadriceps femoris, in the program library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Saame with the mental faculty and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to enquire if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to let a sexual human relationship with two early girls that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the early let him go there a duo times grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the computer memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

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

Yuletide was always Weird with dissociate parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some friends, did some temp work to make some extra money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the sin back to school.

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

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

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

"hi, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

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

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few months ago at a friend's house. She's a head teacher at an primary schooltime. And I asked her to run in with me."

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

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

"wellspring, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

"Oh, fine, smooth out sailing."

"That's beneficial. And sound to have 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 play, exam, his summer job, among other things.

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

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his Church Father said with a gag."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some time today at the golf club and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to shower and get herself set to meet my son for the first sentence, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"good. It just seemed to pee sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the workweek, and she's off much of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an well-heeled decision. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't cramp your style."

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

"fountainhead, speak of the ogre,"his Fatherhood 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 slender straps over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned sleeve and legs.

"ejaculate in, Marisa, run across my son."

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

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

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

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

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

"No…"

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

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

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

"It's my pleasure to converge you,"Rod said, looking into her optic. He detected a insidious smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has great pick in adult female. But I need to unload my car and get ready to meet my friends."

He had no programme 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 match of his old resort 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 dyad hours staring at the lake and crapulence beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself busy voice of the day getting situated in his elbow room while his father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the windowpane every now and then and admire how all right she looked in her dim bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as streamlined. He couldn't help visualizing her wholly tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his tongue in her rima oris and her slit and her ass. He became half-hard with the thought of it.

They went out for an early dinner party to a democratic seafood restaurant. Rod and his Padre ate big combo platters and Marisa nibbled on a crab salad. They made laze chatter for an hr as they dined and although the vibe was a small tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made sure to compliment Marisa a couple times. He told her how overnice she looked in her red clothes, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked wish two strands of red dental floss iteration over her articulatio humeri. It showed just a hint of segmentation and two braless mamilla etched into the thin out fabric. Rod tried not to get hitch 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 manufacture works and take care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day geological fault from 7 a.m. money box 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could talk for a minute.

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

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

"Well, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

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

"When you don't want somebody to ascertain you. Or bother you."

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

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

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

There was an awkward quiet 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 backdoor man."

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a speck of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her centre. He took her hands in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the next sunrise. He would exploit till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would manoeuvre right out back to the puddle for a fast swim to refresh. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conference scheduled. She was a sun believer so on some twenty-four hour period she'd be in a two-piece, lying in a couch chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, prima donna in and swim a few lick, then go into the sign of the zodiac and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the maiden dyad 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 least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable bread and butter under the same roof. They shared meals and jokes and innuendos, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment crack-up at work. The chief sent Rod and all of the summer prole home a couplet hours early so the care crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to change into his swim trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pocket billiards. There she was, like most Day, lying in the waiting room, shades over her optic, listening to NPR on the wireless, her lean consistency basking in the smart sun, her Negroid whisker wet and plastered to her head. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his lip as he took in the delicious heap. She really is a aphrodisiac bitch, he told himself. He watched her for various minutes and found it was concentrated to pull his eyes away. He took some whizz photos of her with his smart phone for succeeding character. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pond area.

He opened the threshold and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her centre must take in been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few groundwork away he made a loud coughing disturbance. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to regain her bra on the table next to her.

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her eyes wide with blow out of the water embarrassment. Rod took the lounge professorship next to her and sat facing her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"Well ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

"wellspring, not always,"she said, relaxing. Her side broke into a smiling."Sometimes I go bottomless too !"

"Hmmm,"Rod said."I'd like to check that out sometime."

"I don't think it's anything you haven't already seen before, is it ?"

Rod reached over and grabbed onto her two-piece top. He tried to pull it away but Marisa held it tight.

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

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the sparkle in her eyes behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her grip on the flimsy garment. He pulled it away and tossed it onto the hindquarters 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 metre. You look good, Marisa."

"Thank you."

"You wearing your bum plug right now ?

"Don't be naughty, now."

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

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

"Do you take avail with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan application on any hard-to-reach smirch ? Like your erogenous zona, or your private parts ?"

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

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French doorway to the lord bedroom and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway receptive behind her.

Rod looked at the sofa where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its depression left in the cushion. There was a softback book book and a marvelous trash, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the undefended doorway to her—and his Church Father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His vellicate cock told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed glowering inside the sleeping accommodation after the bright sunlight outside. His eye were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, bare except for her skimpy, soften bikini posterior plastered over her aroused cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arm around her and her hands immediately delved inside the cover of his proboscis to fondle his firm ass. Their out-of-doors back talk met and their tongues collided in a retentive mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the framework of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a speedy bang Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected peter was flopping up and down from the personnel of it. He knelt down in movement of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's clammy genital organ. He yanked the thin fabric of her bikini bottom aside, spread her lush backtalk and buried his rima oris into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingerbreadth through his tomentum and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

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

"Oh, the Nazarene Good Shepherd,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his face into her kitty-cat, getting off on her moan, and he sucked her turgid clit and continued to grind his fingerbreadth into her mother fucker, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force-out of her fork compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her body and take her onto the bed with his face. Her distort oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his backtalk, but his tool was strong and cocked and ready to guide aim on her wet, give twat.

"God, I've waited for this. I've got to get it on 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 muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his distend dick felt the boost from her collapsing walls.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her pegleg flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to discharge his stony burden and unload his cum into her so he could affect 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 carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug whoreson. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a wildcat dyad that shook as one, and he was as introduce into her as he could be, tool in cunt, fingers 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 marrow of the bed.

"hold !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow drawer. She took out a small rubbery electron 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 proceedings of his drubbing 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 stallion clock time and when she came it was like a breached catchment area.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet haste ran deep and puddled on the bedcover. 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 tolerant measure into his hands and rubbed his palms up and down over the shaft of light of his sturdy stopcock and then jabbed his finger in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his tool kissing her ass and opened it wide for him. Rod didn't hesitate and pushed his reloaded missile into her, the smooth cushioned detrition arousing and encouraging him foster, 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 respective minute of arc and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a talebearing baritone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

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

Rod ejaculated oceanic abyss 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 body trembled and her prick loosened around his drained penis. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his tongue along the gap of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her earlobe into his mouthpiece.

"God, we can screw,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her back talk and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a long, loving glossa tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide-eyed smiles.

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

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his drippy putz swinging between his thigh, and upstairs to make a shower.

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

-- --

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

terzetto or four times a week they would find themselves naked together and would charge each other up. Before long it got to the point where Rod would get rest home from employment and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the pond, and he'd pass out there naked, contain a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would babble innocently at showtime but it would soon migrate to something sexy or indicatory and one matter would lead to another. Rod's dick would set forth to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few time when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before yearn it was not uncommon for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right hand on the couch chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd jump into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just lead to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the phone to his sire for various mo while she stroked his rooster. It was the normal goodnight speech sound call for the most part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel shamed ?"Rod asked, after she ended the claim."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 take a crap sense ?"

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

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

"Of course of study,"Rod said.

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

"What do you think ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your Father is kind of old-fashioned. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned close and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ 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 lube 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 whirl, rimmed her, lubed her and then fucked her up the ass.

-- --

It was late in the summertime when things changed in a big way. It was one of the utmost 24-hour interval before Marisa had to go back to influence wide-cut metre and just a couple days before Rod would be heading back to school.

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

Layla's jaw dropped afford at the sight. There were her pal and Marisa, lounging side by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the drapery and watched, unable to pull her centre away. Rod's gumshoe had been flaccid but began to grow in front of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his hand move to her bosom as they kissed, and she started stroking his cock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the picture unfold : kickoff, her bother had a very telling cock. And second, Marisa was a very telling cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile body flexure at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her lip, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her head was moving up and down and soon his seawall was moving in smooth sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of mo she heard her chum groan and go into torso spasm and Marisa's caput absorbed his microseism as he came. At about the same sentence Rod was pouring his come into the back of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

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

Layla quietly shuffled down the foyer to the wide-open bedchamber door. It was hard to see much around the door jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could take heed just fine.

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

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

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

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

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

"Ooh, that's good, baby, 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 go out but she couldn't pull herself away. She listened as the whimpers grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, bonk yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlight, her dead body frozen with gooseflesh at the sight 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 bunghole, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, brace sway.

"flavour that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable with a sass full of ass.

"Are you hard again ?"

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

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

Rod fingered Marisa's asshole and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lubricate her tube. Rod's cock looked tremendous in his hands as he slathered it with the shiny stuff. He mounted her from buttocks and Layla could evidence by the movement of his ass and Marisa's scream of pained pleasure that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her younger brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed bounce screeching louder with each sinewy plunge. The air filled with a chorus of their grunts and groan and Marisa's cursing and aphrodisiacal, cheating talk.

"honey 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 brother picked up his pace even more, his groin and her ass shaking and baking in heating system, extracting even more salty public lecture from his lover.

"Shit, I'm going to drub your ass and mash my fucking pussy in your human face, that's it, oh God, I'm going to hail, I'm coming fucking big…"

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

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

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

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her caput on his knees. Her cheek was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could say by her angle and their bowel movement exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her oral sex and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd safe get while the getting was good. She retreated down the lobby and out of the planetary house and decided she would number back some other time to get her things. On her rainy drive home and the residual of the day and nighttime all she could think about was her comrade and Marisa, lying naked together outside, kissing, fondling, his big cock with her big mouth around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her whoreson, and his turncock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her get, 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 course. But she was turned on by it too. She had to blab to her brother. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

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

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

"Your love life. Getting any activeness lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"smell Little Brother, you need to level with me. I came by Dad's theatre yesterday good afternoon to break up up some of my stuff and happened to glance out the window and saw quite a show out by the pool."

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

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

"Ah, geez, I can't believe this. Please don't 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 summer,"he said."Well…it's sort of a recollective story."

"I love a good fib. Tell me."

"Okay, here goes."Rod took a abstruse breath."You remember that company we went to shoemaker's last summer ? The swinger party ?"

"Of course."

"Well, Marisa is the cleaning woman I went house 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 alternative, believe me. She decided she wanted a young guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some supporter of hers own so I couldn't trace her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must get been interesting."

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

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

"No, it wasn't like that. I was trying to get used to the idea of her just being our sexy stepmom. It took a spell. But with us living under the Saame roof all summer, and Dad being away a lot, we just became closer, and…"

"And you decided to get going fucking her."

"wellspring, it was her conclusion too. We became snug, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that dark we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my babe all this hooey. But it variety of tone good to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm unplayful. She's really into the ass. She's an anal retentive monster, she loves everything about it, giving and receiving. And Dad's, uh, not too enthusiastic about it."

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

"I am now. It all started that night. It's a prerequisite now."

"Oh, really ?"

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

-- --

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

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at first, he even called her a couple times in stillborn attempts for phone sex, but she was in use back at work, and he fell back into college life, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd call on a weekend to check in and a duet of time his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy talk and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The clock time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its essential final workweek. Rod made his design to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more hebdomad of class before final exams. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the grace faulting would be awkward. He didn't look forward to being cheeseparing Marisa when his don was around. It could be too easy to fall away up and generate their secluded 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 minuscule public lecture when what he really wanted was to tear her clothes 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 Wed Nox. Dad was his normal ego, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to spill the beans to her. Thanksgiving Day was even unearthly. It was a small gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a couple cousins—and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves, but Layla seemed rather distant 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 party he detected several covert glimpses between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to have a go at it each other unspoilt over the last-place few months.

Rod headed back to school and dove into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his idea 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 rightfulness mind could ask it to continue anyway, under the context ?

-- --

In the eye of December, 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 know, Christmas is going to be a picayune different this year."

"What do you intend ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can quell at the house over Xmas happy chance. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the billet. Hopefully you can have a squeamish Christmas at your female parent's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

"It's embarrassing is what it is. It's Marisa. I kicked her ass out."

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

"Because she's a cheating slut, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to townspeople, let me say you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some meetings canceled last calendar week and came home a day early. I heard a illegitimate enterprise in my bedchamber and there they were, both eating pussycat like it was The Last Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never mind. Anyway, sorry to knock down 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 think I was considering marrying the bitch. And I'm through with your goddamn sister too. I still can't believe it !"

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

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

-- --

A couple nighttime 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 lilliputian 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 woman. Then I would hang out with Marisa sometimes during the workweek when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of matter, we were attracted, one affair led to another."

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

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the 1st ring.

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

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

"I figured as a good deal. Sordid news travel far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

"If it feels veracious, go with it. Just like the night we met, commemorate ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another pregnant break, Rod asked,"Do you recollect 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 yell 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, au naturel but for an old Theodore Harold 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 turn me on."

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

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

"mother fucker, you're making me wet,"Layla said.

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

"My God, young lady,"Marisa said."You're dripping !"

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her book binding. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eager loins up, gliding over pussy and tum and breasts and neck and chin until her soaked bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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