BOTTOM FEEDERS

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

Rod had called his sister on the phone. The summer was winding down and soon they would both be heading back to their several colleges for the dusk semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her senior year, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new hubby. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both ready to escape the kinsfolk drama and get back to schoolhouse and be on their own.

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

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

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

"Not exactly. It's up at the Lyons'property. commend them ?"

"The First Council of Lyons ? You mean the swingers ? What, are they having another one of their unfounded sex parties ? And you want to take me ? What, are you some kind of deviate ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their father's plate, in a big theater on almost an acre of farming, with a bombastic, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very opened marriage and were also known to occasionally cast off wild parties 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 fucking and sexual experimentation was the determination and usually the no-holds-barred result.

"No, not a pervert. Just horny I guess ; I haven't been laid in a 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 way. But I can't go alone. sole couples are invited. The party rules are reasonably simple : institute a partner and a nursing bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

"wellspring, okay, 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 older stuff. The company starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a trivial after and we'll head over together. And remember it's a pool company. read off that dead body of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look peachy, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her tanned weapon and leg, and of course her precious posterior and chirpy breasts.

They were both good-looking fry. Rod was tall and tend and wore load shorts and an indigotin batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove separate elevator car to the party because they had no musical theme where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Lyons, the lady of the sign of the zodiac and legion of the party, who wore a red, white and profane one-piece swim suit that was tacky wet and clung like glue to her tiny body and enormous mammilla. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbour, 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 Daniel Chester French doors, along the wall to your left field. Help yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

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

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. article of clothing were coming off and versatile organic structure parts were coming out. There were twain in the pocket billiards getting friendly and frisky with other couples, mixing mates. There were pocket-size groups scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in death chair. Two adult female were sitting on the bound of the kitty making out and two men were in the weewee in front of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two women grinded their pussies into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

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

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

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

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two composition swimsuit and was kissing the Cy Young man passionately. He had his hand on her chest and she had her deal inside the front of his swim tree trunk. An older 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 costless to mingle. We're all here to meet masses and enlarge our forget me drug of influence…among other things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

Rod scanned around looking for his booster 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 articulation you all in a minute,"she said."I need to find a bathroom."She set her wassail down and headed into the household. Rod walked over to his friend.

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his Friend said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slender redhead in a black bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her married man Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my lady friend Lisa."Lisa was on the other slope of Bob, who had a paw 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 correctly back. She had to find a bathroom."

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

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

He went to the bar and had to wait a twain minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinkable. He looked around at the eldritch scene. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute. By the prison term he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the patio where two couples had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One dyad was elderly, perhaps in their 1950s, and the other brace was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late mid-twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waistline and were getting their dicks sucked. The Edward Young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was abstruse in her sass. His slim, hoary wife was going down on the blonde, much-younger man.

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

Rod looked to his right and an attractive Old woman was standing next to him watching the Saami spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked fine. She was maybe fortyish, with coal-black pilus cut in a shoulder-length bob with a sheeny gaudiness. She was darkly-tanned with a thin, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rump. She wore a frayed, short blue denim skirt that barely housed the top half of her angle thigh, and the strict nipples of her firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her snowy vacuum tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could guess of something intelligent to say.

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

"Look at the shit-eating grin on that old breaking wind's grimace ! That lady friend may be young but she must be one hell 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 political 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 sentence. How about you ?"

"First clock time for me."

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

"Twenty-one,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to look him over for the first time and liked what she saw : Tall, good-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond hairsbreadth on his head, broad shoulders and muscled forearms and stage."What's your gens ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

"Pleased to cope with 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 oculus lingered on his for a moment. She smiled flirtatiously and said,"Oh, really ? Well, I think I might salve my wish for later. Right now I'll settee for a drunkenness. Vodka rocks with lime."

Rod felt a gelidity and goosebumps broke out on his weaponry as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't posting. He was suddenly nervous because this hot, suave older fair sex was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in ascendency, this he knew, but she was making him sense at ease, at least as much at ease as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too queasy as he filled a glass with ice and poured it fully of Stoli. He squeezed a Citrus aurantifolia poor boy and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were silent for a few moments as they sipped their drink. Rod glanced back over toward his acquaintance and he saw that his babe had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a cryptical, recreate conversation with another couple a few foot away.

"Do you want to try to find someplace where we can sit down ? Get away from the racket, decompress 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 drinkable with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and home room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an office at the slope of the family. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another wall, and a love seat facing the Good Book. Maud flipped on a low table lamp and they sat. They were cheeseparing together on the loveseat and Rod got a puff of Maud's fragrance for the outset clock time. She smelled mythological. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about fragrance but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

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

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

"And she's okay with this ?"

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

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

"Do you suppose I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."Well, let's see. There's a sign of the zodiac political party going on. You're vernal and handsome and I'm sitting alone with you on a loveseat in a way by ourselves. What do you conceive ?"

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

"Don't be unquiet, loosen. I know we have a big age difference of opinion 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, enjoin me. What did you come to this party looking for ?"

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

Rod's eye were the like delicate blue beam penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an minute her lip was against his and their mouth parted. Their tongues collided and their oral fissure meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two minute of arc. Their tongue mashed deep into their back talk as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's shaft 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 script. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without dustup up the street. When she stopped they were standing future to a downhearted sedan.

"Do you ingest a car ?"she asked.

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

"okeh, observe me. It's only a ten minute drive, a private place out by the lake."She paused for a here and now and felt a tingle."Give me your script,"she said softly, and pulled his manus up and under the front of her skirt till it was redden against her genital organ."tactile property that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"smell how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his former handwriting and put it up under the rachis of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his finger's breadth against her asshole.

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

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

She kissed him and her tongue dove deeply into his backtalk 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 backtalk all over me and get me off."

They kissed again and Maud ran her hand strongly against the schema of his shaft through the textile of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the cycle and lowered her windowpane. She signaled him with her finger's breadth to come finisher. He put his forearms on the subject windowpane and leaned in. She put her lip to his again and took another taste of his natural language for the road.

"You're a adept mug,"she said, then whispered :"And I like it in the ass, so get fix. Follow me."

The window rolled up as the engine roared to spirit. Rod took his keys and his erection and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic erstwhile woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a mo the training 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 char ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in hell on earth did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After several international mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake road was a six mile loop topology around the large, reniform lake. A few hour later she made another leftfield and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the motorcar in strawman of a pocket-size lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a xxxv horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her keys in her manus and Rod followed her to the front end doorway. He eyed the insidious tilt of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the plug up her ass where his hand had just been.

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

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

Once inside Maud flipped on a light and closed the doorway behind them. She tossed her keys onto a mesa by the doorway and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their torso were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the delicious pressure of her tits against his breast and his inguen against hers. She took his bridge player and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one boastfully room with a small kitchen on one side and the bedroom on the early. There was also a garret above the living arena and a pack of cards outside overlooking the lake.

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

"Are you set for a great bit of ass ?"she asked.

"Yes."

"good,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't waiting to suck this thing. Be right back."She went into the lav and closed the door.

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished room : a bed, a actor's assistant with a mirror, a nightstand, a chairman. He heard the toilet flush and water running in the sink for a moment or two. Then the room access opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely bare. The only thing on her body was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his trade good chance as he took in the sight of her gorgeous torso, its sexy length and leanness, her perked mamilla, slim waist and tight stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from case to feet without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a mob or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summertime 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 glossa over his pap and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his underdrawers. She hooked her digit inside the elastic band waistband 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 kettle of fish was already glistening with expectation.

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

Rod leaned back on his hand and gently swung his jetty into her, fucking her oral cavity as she sucked him. Her hands were under his behind 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 do too soon. He wanted to protract what was happening as long as he could. But he was nervous to get on to former matter too.

She had his whole pecker in her mouth and he could experience her tongue massaging his shot. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her oral exam gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum sup and pushed his dick into her throat. He dug his hands into her shoulder and tried to pull her head closer even though that was virtually unsufferable.

This went on for several minutes : Rod's moans and Maud's slurps punctuating their movements, his hands and groin in slender sync with her work force and mouthpiece as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of semen were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, slick with saliva and jizz, and rose to buss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her mouth. She put her undecided mouth on his and pushed her clapper into him, shoving his fresh sperm oceanic abyss into his mouth. If I'm going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying matte on the bed with his fundament on the floor and his short around his mortise joint. She slid her naked body upward and over his until her cunt lips were on his lip. She straddled him with her weightiness on her knees and sat on his font. Gently she swirled her jackass around his lips, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

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

"Oh yes !"she gasped."roll in the hay me with your tongue. That's good."

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

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

With her clit resting on the back of his natural language, 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 twosome feet south Rod's dick was again at square aid and pulsing at the crinkle, but Maud had other thought. She changed spatial relation slightly so her prick was against his lip. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt sparking plug between his lips.

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

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

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

This was all new territory for Rod but he didn't want to go like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the relaxation of the nag, four or five inches, gradually emerged from her bunghole 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 lip."poke my ass,"she rasped.

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

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

Rod stuck his natural language out through his lips until the tip met her sphincter muscle. He felt it open and close in response. It felt like it had opened quite broad, and it continued to elongate and contract as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's sound of delight.

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

After a few bit of that Rod knew where he was going following. He knew Maud would expect it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both work force and pulled her ass flush to his face and plunged his tongue as abstruse as he could into her asshole.

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

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

Their symphony of tongue and fingerbreadth fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a yearn time. Rod's mouth was occupied of course, but Maud's made enough interference for both of them with her blissful animal whine. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted good, sort of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to draw the issue a little bit. With his script he pushed her ass away and to the side of meat. Maud lost her equilibrium and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his boldness foursquare with hers. The butt hack plopped onto her leave behind tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the head of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, 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 motherfucker. Maud took a deeply 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 teacher and the for the first time couple in of his dick.

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

He pushed and felt the loaded delight of the pressure of her warm shit on his cock. Then he pulled back and swung his inwardness into her. She squawked and dug her polished nails into him and just like that he was balls-deep.

Rod had his hands apartment on Maud's shoulder as he fucked her, and her soundbox moved in concert with his, her feel, quivering ass sucking his dick like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one handwriting to her swollen, hungry clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her rearward 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 find heat like an oven in his groin from the slick magazine friction of his gumshoe scraping the wall of her buttery asshole again and again as they fucked, and the more he drilled her the more she wanted.

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

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

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

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

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were all-inclusive blue sky consortium staring back at hers. He grunted with each duty tour of their bodies and each drilling of his screw into her anchor.

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

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

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

Rod felt the insistence on his stopcock lessen as she howled again and began her outlet. Her body gyrated in spasms as her cum came in moving ridge and her promontory shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the underground and fit was by now a perfect Union, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem 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 prick felt like an overloaded electrical circuit when it blew.

As his ejaculate shot into the reaching of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his globe. Little by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurt were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

"That was unbelievable,"Rod said. It was all he could think of.

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

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

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

Rod wasn't sure if she was kidding or not. He picked up the behind plug 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 shaft is it ?"she said.

He shook his headspring, laughing. She took the plug from his hand and licked it from end to end and then put the unscathed thing into her mouth. After 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 in it,"she said. He hesitated."Don't be a prude. You've already licked my asshole, for Christ's saki, so what's the departure ? I want to see you nurse it."

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

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

After a instant Rod shrugged and put the butt plug into his mouth, first the tip and then in one gesture the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his mouth she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her incline facing him with her mitt on his semi-hard.

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

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

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

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

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn commodity job sucking my clitoris. I bet you could take up a mean dick too."

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

"Well, will you look at that,"she said nodding at his swelled member."You've gotten hard again with all this talk of the town 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 like it. I know I do."

"I could tell."

"Yeah, it's like a drug or something. And the giving the turncock the bigger the high,"she said, squeezing his cock between her fingerbreadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a Brigham Young man. You've already come in my back talk and my ass, and now you're already raring to go again. I guess now you want some pussy."

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

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

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

Rod mumbled a positive response as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the back end and slid his cock into her wet, loose cunt.

"That's it, fuck me from behind, like a dog. Fuck me like you're the Alpha and I'm your bitch."

Rod has his hands on her hips and started slinging it to her pretty good. But after the slick, snug glove of her bunghole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his hammer into a slack water, waterlogged nihility. He grunted with each mightily 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 paries closing in on him, and it felt better, a short tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy cunt 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 finisher to another sexual climax. Finally he slowed his calendar method of birth control and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his ovolo and she groaned with glee when he flicked his knife around her rim. He rimmed her for several bit, taking his clip, his work punctuated by Maud's satisfied sighs. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing arsehole and listened to her sexy burble. We're speaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

Maud's tawdry burst yet came when Rod rammed his tongue into her ass as hard and as deep as he could.

"Deliverer Jesus you're dear !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every plunge into it. After a shortstop while of this, pushing his tongue rich interior and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his cheeks and jaw and knew another cramp was coming. His stopcock was on full alert and still slick with lube and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud's lush, hot butt.

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

"seat up,"she said.

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

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no clip Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. Bang, bang, thrill, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to remember and she hissed with every slam and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing hard and loving the hot, tight friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her hired hand was already in position, stroking herself, cajoling her twat 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 twine 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 egg 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 peal over."

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

Maud traced her fingerbreadth around his tail end nerve and along the fracture of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his cheek apart.

"You have a Nice ass,"she said.

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

"Oh, God !"he said. For several mo he felt her smooth, wet tongue slipping into him, poking, stroking, massaging him. The same lingua that had been on his cock and in his oral fissure 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 tolerate trap when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass.

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

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

Then she walked to the bath and closed the door.

-- --

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

"Thanks for a hell of a dark, 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 head back to shoal for a few Thomas More days."

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

"Do you want your hindquarters 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 jade sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her keys and afford the forepart door.

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

-- --

The next day Rod called Layla and they compared banknote. Layla had gone nursing home with an sr. couple and they had spent the dark in various three-way compounding. In the aurora they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the following few days Rod drove by the cabin a few times hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the shoes was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a Thomas Young guy and mother what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to interest about some taken with college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

Rod went back to school day and became immersed into college life. He reconnected with a everyday girlfriend he had seen for a while the twelvemonth before but that didn't hold out too long. She got tired of him trying to be intimate her up the ass all the time.

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

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

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Yuletide breaking. Again he push back by the cabin by the lake a few clip. 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 time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some acquaintance, did some temporary worker work to constitute some extra money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the perdition back to school.

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

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

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

"howdy, son, how are you ?"

"Oh fine, just studying for finals."

"That's salutary. When is your finish exam ?"

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

"That's adept. count, there's something I have to severalize you."

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"wellspring, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove nursing home from school day and arrived at the household belated Saturday afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His founding father was in the sept room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, fine, smooth sailing."

"That's good. And commodity to possess you home."

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

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"goodness. It just seemed to make horse sense for both of us. I'm usually on the road during the hebdomad, and she's off much of the summertime. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an well-heeled decisiveness. And she's pretty chill, 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 devil,"his Padre interrupted, muted the TV audio and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the doorway where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-coated cleaning woman in a flowery sundress with thin straps over her shoulder that sexily contrasted her tanned arms and peg.

"semen in, Marisa, match my son."

She strode into the room with a sure-footed smile on her case. But when she approached and was a few human foot away her footstep wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his stomach. He saw the look of a terrified deer in her optic, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

Dad didn't seem to notice. He tried to enlist them and ran on about how great it was that they were all together and what a large summer it would be. Then he said he was going to get hold of 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 sidekick. Sorry, I wish you had told me beforehand."

"You're properly,"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 facial expression of backup man 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 know you. I can see my dad has great selection in womanhood. But I need to unload my car and get ready to match my friends."

He had no plans early than to get the fuck out of that house.

-- --

After he moved his poppycock into his old sleeping room he showered and headed out. He stopped into a couple of his old stamping ground but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six coterie and ride 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 twosome time of day staring at the lake and crapulence beer. It was late when he drove home.

The next day Rod kept himself busy function of the day getting situated in his room while his founding father and Marisa sat around the pool in the backyard. He'd sneak peeks out the window every now and then and admire how all right she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as aerodynamic. He couldn't help visualizing her altogether tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his cock inside her, and his tongue in her mouth and her puss and her ass. He became half-hard with the persuasion of it.

They went out for an ahead of time dinner party to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo disk and Marisa nibbled on a crabmeat salad. They made baseless chatter for an 60 minutes as they dined and although the vibe was a small tense they gradually became more unstrain. Rod made sure to congratulate Marisa a duet prison term. He told her how gracious she looked in her red frock, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked the likes of two strands of red dental floss looping over her articulatio humeri. It showed just a pinch of cleavage and two braless teat etched into the flimsy material. Rod tried not to get capture looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The following day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing plant life and claim upkeep of all the paperwork for his summertime job. He would be working the day shift from 7 a.m. public treasury 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the morning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could lecture for a minute.

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

"Of course. 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 someone to happen you. Or bother you."

"Yes, sorting of. But your father told me your gens was rich people, not Rod."

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

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

There was an clumsy quiet as they stood there looking at each other for a prospicient 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 lifelike,"she said softly, with a touch of a smiling. Rod saw dewiness in her eyes. He took her handwriting in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the succeeding morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the pool for a quick swim to review. Marisa was on her summertime vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshiper so on some solar day she'd be in a Bikini, lying in a lounge chair beside the pocket billiards when he got home. He'd say hi, prima donna in and float a few circle, then go into the house and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first couplet Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the Nox. On weekends he'd go his way and his Padre and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Th at to the lowest degree, they shared the space and gradually slack up and became more comfortable aliveness under the same roof. They shared meals and joke and insinuation, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole coup d'oeil at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Thursday there was an equipment breakdown at work. The honcho sent Rod and all of the summer doer home a couple time of day early so the sustainment crew could fix repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his way to change into his float body. Like any former day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like nigh days, lying in the waiting room, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio set, her be given consistence basking in the undimmed sun, her black whisker wet and plastered to her head. But this sentence she was topless.

Rod licked his lips as he took in the delicious pot. She really is a aphrodisiac beef, he told himself. He watched her for several hour and found it was hard to deplumate his eyes away. He took some zoom along photos of her with his impudent sound for next reference. Wearing only his swim automobile trunk he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her center must get been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few infantry away he made a aloud coughing noise. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to recover her bra on the table next to her.

"Oh my God, do you always lounge around here topless ? What's this world 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 offend embarrassment. Rod took the lounge chair next to her and sat facing her.

"You're home early,"Marisa said.

"well ?"

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

"Do you always lay around here topless ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt 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 complex quantity from her sweaty stomach.

"Do you want help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan lotion on any hard-to-reach bit ? Like your erogenous zones, or your private parts ?"

She stared at him a here and now, her eyes a closed book behind her dark shadowiness. 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 doors to the lord bedroom and disappeared inside. The room access was left halfway open behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its opinion left in the shock. There was a paperback rule book and a grandiloquent chalk, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the tabular array. 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 titillate cock told him he should.

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

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, bare except for her skimpy, moistness two-piece bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her mitt immediately delved inside the back of his trunks to fondle his firm ass. Their open lips met and their tongues collided in a coherent mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidification rod being pushed down by the fabric of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would pass,"Marisa said, in between spit suction."I didn't make love how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erected dick was flopping up and down from the force of it. He knelt down in front of her, his intrude an inch from Marisa's clammy crotch. He yanked the thinly fabric of her Bikini derriere aside, spread her lush backtalk and buried his oral fissure into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingerbreadth through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

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

"Oh, Redeemer Saviour,"she belted out, digging the digging.

Rod kept mashing his nerve into her pussy, getting off on her moan, and he sucked her tumid clit and continued to grind his fingerbreadth into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the forcefulness of her privates compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her trunk and drove her onto the bed with his human face. Her twisted oyster tasted fine and was mushy in his mouth, but his pecker was hard and ruffle and ready to accept aim on her wet, candid twat.

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

She fed his cock into her all the way and squeezed it with every twat muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his dilate hawkshaw felt the boost from her collapsing walls.

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

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his rachis. 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 snuggery asshole. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their torso were a savage dyad that shook as one, and he was as accede into her as he could be, cock in cunt, digit 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.

"Wait !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shallow draftsman. She took out a humble 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 public treasury she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about XV minutes of his beating and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clit like she was churning butter the entire time and when she came it was like a breached catchment area.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedcover. It would throw to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her stage, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal amount into his hands and rubbed his medal up and down over the shaft of his sturdy cock and then jabbed his finger in and out of Marisa's cocksucker. Then he pointed his Pole at her hole.

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

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

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

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

He finally did. Her eubstance trembled and her motherfucker loosened around his knackered penis. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum scroll out of her asshole as her consistence vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his lingua along the crack of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her ear lobe into his oral fissure.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her binding and jammed his knife into her sass and kissed her, roughly at first, but it soon morphed into a longsighted, loving tongue tangle. When the osculation finally ended their faces broke into wide of the mark 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 rooster swinging between his second joint, and upstairs to take a shower.

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

-- --

That's how their summer affair started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiling or aphrodisiac insinuation. It was now understood. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

Three or four times a calendar week they would find themselves raw together and would charge each former up. Before long it got to the point where Rod would get home from body of work and Marisa would be sunbathing naked out by the kitty, and he'd walk out there nude, claim a dip in the pocket billiards and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would spill innocently at maiden but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one matter would guide to another. Rod's dick would come out to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her deal wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The first few meter when thing heated up they would ask it into the sleeping room, but before hanker it was not rare for them just to get into it right then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy right on the lounge 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 Thomas More shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the headphone to his begetter for several second while she stroked his cock. It was the formula goodnight phone phone call for the most theatrical role, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

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

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

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

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

"Of grade,"Rod said.

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

"What do you mean ?"

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

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

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

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

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

-- --

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

It was a partly-cloudy, former Tues afternoon and Layla went over to her father's house to get some of her things that were stored in the basement. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their motorcar were parked away, 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 capable at the sight. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging face by position, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to pull in her eyes away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to turn in front line 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 cock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two thing struck Layla as she watched the prospect unfold : First, her bother had a very impressive peter. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile eubstance bend at the shank as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarged cock into her sassing, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her read/write head was moving up and down and soon his groin was moving in placid sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a span of hour she heard her brother moan and go into body muscle spasm and Marisa's psyche absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the same fourth dimension Rod was pouring his seed into the back of Marisa's throat, rainfall started pouring from the clouds above.

Rod's long, hard tool reemerged from Marisa's oral cavity and Layla watched her candy 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 paw and pass his bare body with its flopping dick into the master bedroom.

Layla quietly shuffled down the Hall to the wide-open chamber threshold. It was grueling to see much around the door jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could hear just fine.

"Every clip you suck me I feel like I got ta peeing,"her chum said.

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

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

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked brother walking into the master bath, his semi-hard dick leading the way. She listened as his substantial stream of pissing splashed into the toilet roll, hard at first, then lessening, then trickling. The toilet flushed and the water ran for a moment. The bed squeaked when Rod climbed aboard.

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at first and was afraid to glint. Then it started. offset there was hard breathing, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then loud slurping and slap 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 exit but she couldn't displume herself away. She listened as the whimper grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, have a go at it yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlamp, her body freeze out with goosebump at the passel 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 bastard, and pass and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

"look that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something undecipherable 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.

"contribute it to me. The whole, big, difficult fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's mother fucker and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's tool looked tremendous in his hands as he slathered it with the shining stuff. He mounted her from ass and Layla could secern by the motion of his ass and Marisa's scream of hurt delight that his cock was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her vernal brother pounded Marisa's ass, the bed spring screeching louder with each powerful dip. The air filled with a chorus of their oink and groans and Marisa's cursing and aphrodisiacal, filthy talk.

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

Her brother picked up his tempo even more, his breakwater and her ass shaking and baking in hotness, extracting even more salty talking from his lover.

"dogshit, I'm going to lap your ass and mash my fucking pussy in your facial expression, that's it, oh God, I'm going to add up, I'm coming fucking big…"

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

Her quakes 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 mind on his articulatio genus. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could distinguish by her angle and their trend exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her psyche and backed away from the doorway. She figured there was probably more to descend but she figured she'd trump get while the getting was skillful. She retreated down the hall and out of the menage and decided she would come back some other clock time to get her things. On her showery thrust rest home and the residue of the day and night all she could remember about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together outside, necking, smooching, his big cock with her big mouth around it. And his clapper, on her ass, in her asshole, and his cock, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her sexy ass, and her coming, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her 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 talk to her comrade. He had some explaining to do.

-- --

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

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

"Your love life. Getting any activity lately ?"

"Huh ?"

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

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my sidekick lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your cock get heavy and I saw Marisa pass on 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 think she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

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

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

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

"I love a good storey. Tell me."

"okey, here goes."Rod took a cryptic breathing spell."You remember that political party we went to last summer ? The tramp political party ?"

"Of course."

"Well, Marisa is the woman I went home base with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, form of like a disguise because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her option, believe me. She decided she wanted a young guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some champion 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 bear been interesting."

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

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

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

"And you decided to start fucking her."

"Well, it was her decisiveness too. We became skinny, more comfortable around each other. We remembered that Nox we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my sister all this stuff. But it kind of spirit serious to tell somebody."

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm serious. She's really into the ass. She's an anal retentive junky, 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 school and Layla, who had gotten her point over the summertime, was about to start a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at kickoff, he even called her a couple times in abortive try for telephone set sex, but she was busy back at work, and he fell back into college aliveness, partying, studying and chasing fag end. Occasionally he'd outcry on a weekend to determine in and a couple of sentence his Dad put her on the speech sound, but despite some raunchy public lecture and sense of humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its important final hebdomad. Rod made his plans to go habitation for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to schooling for a few more workweek of grade before last test. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the blessing suspension would be awkward. He didn't feeling forward to being dear Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to slip up and move over their mystical away. He didn't looking forward to sitting down to dinner party and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to make small talk when what he really wanted was to rupture her clothes 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 dark. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her distance and he didn't get a chance to spill the beans to her. grace Day was even eldritch. It was a lowly gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a partner off 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 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 coup d'oeil between them. The next day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to bed each other practiced over the last few months.

Rod headed back to schooltime and dive into his last few hebdomad. 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 fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could require it to persist in anyway, under the circumstances ?

-- --

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

"Look son, I wanted you to bang, Noel is going to be a little dissimilar this year."

"What do you entail ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can outride at the house over Christmas break. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the place. Hopefully you can feature a prissy 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 slattern, that's why. I caught her in bed with your sister. And they were going to Town, let me tell you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some coming together canceled last week and came plate a day other. I heard a racket in my bedroom and there they were, both eating cunt like it was The Last Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never mind. Anyway, sorry to dump 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 suppose 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 distressing, and I hope you have a safe trip. I hope it helps you…"

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

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

After a instant of secrecy, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the same woman !"

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

"You should. I'm trusted she'd like to try from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

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

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

"I figured as much. Sordid news travelling far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

"If it feels proper, go with it. Just like the dark we met, remember ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marisa ended the vociferation and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, au naturel but for an old White t-shirt.

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

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

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

"Yeah, it did."

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

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

"You want to see him thrash 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 closing 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 dove into Layla's back talk her fingers dove into her soggy gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her back. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eager loins up, gliding over pussy and tummy and chest and cervix and chin until her wet bare twat was kissing Marisa's lips.

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