BOTTOM FEEDERS

"Hey, Layla, are you busy Saturday dark ? 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 various colleges for the pin semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her older year, and had spent the summertime with their mother and her new husband. Rod had stayed with his Father of the Church. They were both fix to escape the category dramatic play and get back to schoolhouse and be on their own.

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

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

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

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

"The Second Council of Lyons ? You mean the swingers ? What, are they having another one of their angry sex parties ? And you want to accept me ? What, are you some kind of pervert ?"

The Lyons lived nearby their male parent's home, in a big house on almost an acre of soil, with a orotund, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very heart-to-heart marriage and were also known to occasionally throw wild company where anything goes, and their Edgar Albert Guest would come expecting to mingle, swing and trade. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wilderness, mad ass and sexual experimentation was the aim 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 agency. But I can't go alone. simply mates are invited. The party rules are pretty simple-minded : play a married person and a feeding bottle and share both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

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

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

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"You look keen, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white boxershorts and a flowery halter top which showed off her bronzed arms and pegleg, and of trend her cute bum and chirpy breasts.

They were both good-looking Kid. Rod was magniloquent and tend and wore cargo shortstop and an indigo batik shirt with tropical birds on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove split up elevator car to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that night. They parked about a block away and walked to the house. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Second Council of Lyons, the lady of the sign of the zodiac and host of the company, who wore a red, albumen and blue one-piece swim suit that was brassy wet and clung like glue to her petite consistence and tremendous tit. They all recognized one another from being aloof 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 French people threshold, along the rampart to your left hand. Help yourself to whatever ; there is plenty of ice and mixers."

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

Some of the node were already letting their freak pin fly. Articles of clothing were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were couples in the pocket billiards getting friendly and frisky with other couple, mixing mates. There were small groups scattered around the large screened-in area, some standing, some lounging in professorship. Two woman were sitting on the edge of the pool making out and two men were in the water in nominal head of them with their faces glued to their private parts. 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 womanhood at the far end of the patio. It was a woman who had lived a couple doors down from them when they were teenagers. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many long time 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 Pearl Buck. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs. Fitzsimmons was wearing a two piece swimwear and was kissing the unseasoned man passionately. He had his hand on her breast and she had her hired man inside the front man of his swim automobile trunk. An older guy with a drink in his hand stood to her right watching them intently.

"Don't be shy !"Lita Lyons said loudly as she breezed by."spirit free to jumble. We're all here to meet multitude and enlarge our circle of influence…among early things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

"I'll join you all in a min,"she said."I need to regain a bathroom."She set her wassail 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 slim redhead in a Shirley Temple Black bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her hubby Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girl Lisa."Lisa was on the other face of Bob, who had a hand 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 hand back. She had to come up a bathroom."

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

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

"Are you having fun yet ?"

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

He went to the bar and had to wait a span minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the weird conniption. Voices and music had become louder and the party was becoming racier by the minute of arc. By the metre he'd pay back his drink he looked at the far end of the terrace where two twosome had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One twosome was one-time, perhaps in their fifties, and the other couple was much younger, maybe in their mid-to-late mid-twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waist and were getting their pecker sucked. The young attractive brunette's head was in the lap of the honest-to-god, balding man, and his pecker was oceanic abyss in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired wife was going down on the blond, much-younger man.

"the Nazarene, will you face at that !"a female person phonation said.

Rod looked to his rightfulness and an attractive sometime char was standing next to him watching the same spectacle he was.

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

Rod looked her over and she looked all right. She was maybe fortyish, with pitchy hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a shiny glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a flimsy, athletic body and a tasty-shaped rear. She wore a frayed, forgetful Amytal denim dame that barely housed the top half of her lean thighs, and the rigid mamilla of her firm, medium-sized boob reached out for him from behind her flannel tube top. He tried not to stare and hoped he could think 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 Whitney Young but she must be one hell of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to try the risqué language coming from this attractive, one-time fair sex. But it was form of an flash, 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 number to these political party often ?"Rod asked lamely.

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

"First time for me."

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

"twenty-one,"he said.

"Old enough, I guess,"she said. She seemed to front him over for the commencement time and liked what she saw : Tall, fine-looking, with a mop of beach boy blond whisker on his head, panoptic shoulders and muscled forearms and stage."What's your name ?"

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to meet you, Maud."

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

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

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

Rod felt a tingle and goosebumps broke out on his weaponry 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 suave and in controller, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at to the lowest degree as much at relief as he was capable of at the moment. He tried not to appear too neural as he filled a looking glass with ice and poured it full of Stoli. He squeezed a unslaked lime Cuban sandwich and dropped it into the drink, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

They were tacit for a few import as they sipped their drinks. Rod glanced back over toward his Friend and he saw that his sister had moved on. Layla seemed to be in a deep, reanimate conversation with another couple a few invertebrate foot away.

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

"You're not going to try to peel 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 out a seat."

Rod topped off his drink with rum and they headed into the business firm. The living room and family room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an bureau at the side of the house. There was a desk against one paries, bookshelves on another rampart, and a honey seat facing the Bible. Maud flipped on a small table lamp and they sat. They were close together on the vis-a-vis and Rod got a whiff of Maud's perfume for the starting time time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about aroma but he knew that one because it was a fragrance his mother often wore.

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

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

"And she's okay with this ?"

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

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

"Do you consider I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."fountainhead, let's see. There's a house party going on. You're new and handsome 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 slight nervous. I've never been to a party like this before."

"Don't be nervous, unlax. 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, tell 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 eyes were similar soft blue shaft of light penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

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

In an instant her lip was against his and their lips parted. Their glossa collided and their mouth meshed into a spittle, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's blazonry surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a firm two minutes. Their natural language mashed deep into their mouths as their mitt roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's cock hardened.

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

She rose and took his handwriting. She led him out a side room access and down the ride and they walked swiftly without words up the street. When she stopped they were standing adjacent to a blue sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

"right field there,"he said, pointing to his Toyota a short distance away.

"okeh, follow me. It's only a ten minute movement, a private berth out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a shiver."Give me your helping hand,"she said softly, and pulled his manus up and under the front of her dame trough it was flush against her crotch."smell that ?"

"Hmmm, no underwear,"he said.

"spirit how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

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

"Feel that ?"

He nodded.

"That's my ass plug, holding your pip. You get to engage 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 sassing all over me and get me off."

They kissed again and Maud ran her paw strongly against the outline of his dick through the fabric of his trunks. She opened her car room access, got in behind the wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger to occur closer. He put his forearms on the open window and leaned in. She put her backtalk to his again and took another taste of his tongue for the road.

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

The windowpane rolled up as the engine roared to life. Rod took his keys and his hard-on and walked over to his car, got in and followed her. He was stoked and excited about going to bed with this exciting, erotic Old woman. But he couldn't imagine even for a back the education he was about to receive.

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

After various mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake route. The Lake Road was a six mile loop around the turgid, kidney-shaped lake. A few proceedings later she made another leftfield and Rod followed her down a wooded drive and they parked the cars in battlefront of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a 35 H.P. outboard motor on a poke parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her headstone in her hand and Rod followed her to the front doorway. He eyed the subtle sway of her ass in her shortly skirt as she walked in strawman 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 Quaker. They don't use it practically anymore and they let me follow here when it's not rented."

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

The cabin was one large room with a modest kitchen on one incline and the sleeping accommodation on the other. There was also a loft above the aliveness surface area and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

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

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

"Yes."

"commodity,"she said, rubbing his cock."Because I can't wait to suckle this thing. Be rightfulness 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 dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a chair. He heard the john rosiness and body of water running in the sink for a bit or two. Then the door opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely bare. The only thing on her dead body was a five o'clock shadow of pubic hair above her damp pussy. Rod could not believe his good fortune as he took in the mess of her gorgeous eubstance, its aphrodisiacal distance and leanness, her perk nipples, thin waist and taut stomach. Her hide was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a single tan line anywhere, not even from a ring or a wristwatch. It was obvious that Maud spent much of her summer into the sun and out of her clothes.

"Your physical structure is beautiful,"Rod said, as she walked to him.

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

Rod removed his shirt and tossed it aside. Maud kissed his muscly, hairless chest and traced her lingua over his teat and down over his flat stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her finger's breadth inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his boxershorts down to his ankles. His thick, erected cock popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee hole was already glistening with expectation.

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

Rod leaned back on his bridge player and gently swing out his groyne into her, fucking her oral fissure as she sucked him. Her hands were under his can cheeks, squeezing gently, coaxing him to cut loosen with anything he had stored up inside. He held back even as he poked her, not wanting to come too soon. He wanted to prolong what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to early thing too.

She had his unit hawkshaw in her mouth and he could feel her tongue massaging his pecker. She pinched his ass harder, in time with her unwritten gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuity sups and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his manpower into her shoulders and tried to perpetrate her read/write head closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for respective mo : Rod's moan and Maud's slurps punctuating their move, his manpower and groin in slender sync with her hands and mouth as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his roofy 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 kiss him with his cum oozing from the recession of her mouth. She put her open mouth on his and pushed her tongue into him, shoving his sassy sperm deep into his backtalk. If I'm going to swallow his cum, she thought, so will he.

She pushed him back so he was lying flat on the bed with his feet on the floor and his shorts around his ankles. She slid her naked body upward and over his until her pussy lips were on his oral cavity. She straddled him with her weight on her knees and sat on his face. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his spit along her sleek sheepcote, tasting her, his mouth slowly filling with her sourish brine. Then he speared his tongue into her.

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

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

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

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

A couple animal foot south Rod's cock was again at straight care and pulsation at the seams, but Maud had early ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his mouth. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt plug between his lips.

"hire 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 dominion for Rod but he didn't want to vocalise like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his dentition onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her consistency up and the quietus of the plug, four or five column inch, gradually emerged from her arsehole and Rod held it with his tooth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

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

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

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his sass until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it open and stopping point in reception. It felt like it had opened quite encompassing, and it continued to stretch and contract bridge as he rimmed her. His trepidation eroded and he began to enjoy what he was doing the more he heard Maud's speech sound of delight.

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

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

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

Rod worked his right script over from her second joint to her kitty and slipped two digit into her and she was suddenly getting it in both ending. Maud's fingerbreadth were stroking her button in alignment with his.

Their symphony of tongue and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a recollective metre. Rod's oral fissure was occupied of course, but Maud's made decent dissonance for both of them with her blissful fauna whimper. And she was right, Rod thought, it was clean, and tasted good, sort of fruity. She was lubed and ready.

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

Rod decided to force the issue a little bit. With his paw he pushed her ass away and to the side of meat. Maud lost her balance and he pushed her down onto the bed next to him and rolled on top of her, his face square with hers. The butt chew plopped onto her left tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger's breadth into her asshole, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the skullduggery within, the walls of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his slimy finger's breadth over his over-embellished helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the head of his half-lubed peter, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

"present 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 oceanic abyss breathing spell 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 pair in of his dick.

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

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

Rod had his hands monotone on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her receive, quivering ass sucking his rooster like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, thirsty clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her stake threshold he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself harder, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could feel heat like an oven in his breakwater from the slick friction of his dick scraping the walls of her soapy prick 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 life. Maud's ass was like a air pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

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

She stared at him unblinkingly and his eyes were wide blue pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each tour of duty of their bodies and each boring of his screw into her anchor.

"Yes, Yes ! Ugh, take me up."She squeezed his peter with her ass muscles and strummed her clit like a harmonica.

Rod's chunk were bubbling but the anal tinge on his member kept his spermatozoon from swimming downstream.

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

Rod felt the pressure on his pecker lessen as she howled again and began her release. Her body gyrated in muscle spasm as her cum came in wave and her nous shook side-to-side. He rammed his cock into her relaxed ass harder and the ohmic resistance and fit was by now a perfect tense join, his stiffness skating in and out of her ass over and over, working in tandem like a well-oiled automobile. 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 circuit when it blew.

As his cum shooter into the reaches of her oceanic abyss, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his Lucille Ball. slight by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spurts 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 cock is grand, it fills me up. But you can take away it out now."

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

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

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

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

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

"Go ahead,"she said.

"What ?"Rod said nervously.

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

Rod looked at her and her eyes burned into his.

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

After a import Rod shrugged and put the stub plug into his sass, first the tip and then in one apparent motion the length of it disappeared and he sucked on it as she had. When he removed it from his sass she replaced it with her tongue and she kissed him with a savage force. Then she lay back on her position facing him with her hand on his semi-hard.

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

Rod squirmed and hoarsely said that he had not.

"Why not ?"she asked.

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

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

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn good job sucking my clit. I bet you could suck a signify dick too."

Maud couldn't assist but poster that Rod's dick was again fully erected in her helping hand.

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

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

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

"No,"he said.

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

"I could tell."

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

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

"That sounds like a great melodic theme,"he said.

"okey, 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 rump and slid his rooster into her wet, unleash 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 men on her articulatio coxae and started slinging it to her pretty estimable. But after the slick, snug boxing glove of her asshole, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his cock into a slack, squashy vacancy. He grunted with each powerful push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could feel nothing.

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

He felt her cunt paries closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his cock kept gliding in and out of her saucy twat 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 orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his thumbs and she groaned with gleefulness when he flicked his tongue around her rim. He rimmed her for respective mo, taking his meter, his piece of work punctuated by Maud's satisfy suspiration. Rod stifled a chuckle while he licked her flexing asshole and listened to her sexy babble. We're speechmaking in tongues, he thought to himself.

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

"Jesus Christ you're good !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his tongue with every dip into it. After a shortsighted while of this, pushing his tongue deep inside and then fighting the strength of her tightening asshole to pull it back out, he felt an ache in his impertinence and jaw and screw another cramp was coming. His peter was on full alert and still slick with lubricator and pussy juice, and ready for a repeat performance up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his facial muscles every which way to fight down 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 spitting and lube and semen. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her asshole wide and held it.

"buns up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this meter around. He put the head of his celestial pole inside her stretch out mess and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no time Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. Bang, bang, smasher, knocking stern. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to impart her one to remember and she hissed with every gibe and the bed frame groaned along with her. Rod was breathing severe and loving the hot, compressed friction on his cock as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her gash, wanting to fill her both ways, but her bridge player was already in place, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

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

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for 20 hour in recovery mode. It was now after midnight.

"What ? Why ?"Rod said.

"I said roll over."

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

Maud traced her finger around his butt boldness and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprise when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

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

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

Once she removed her tongue Rod was still basking in the pleasance of it all when he shrieked like a Goat in a bear sand trap when he felt a jolt of something long being bolted up his ass.

"holy place fucking !"he yelled,"What the sin ?"

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

Then she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

-- --

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

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

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

"Can I see you again ? I don't have to lead back to shoal for a few More days."

"It's tempting, but I don't think that's a commodity 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 fundament plug back ?"Rod asked, reaching behind his back.

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

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

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

-- --

The following day Rod called Layla and they compared bank note. Layla had gone home with an older couple and they had spent the night in various three-way combinations. In the morn 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 become a lifestyle.

Over the adjacent few twenty-four hours Rod drove chisel by the cabin a few metre hoping to catch a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her plan to perfection—she'd picked up a young guy and gravel what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to occupy about some soft on college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to realize that his life-time had changed, undoubtedly altered by his nighttime with Maud. He found himself staring at prat all the meter. Every attractive missy he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, walking out on the quadriceps, in the library, wherever it was, he'd be staring at her ass. He wondered if she liked it up there. Same with the staff and staff, even guys sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

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

At the end of the semester Rod went house for Christmas recess. Again he tug by the cabin by the lake a few times. It was always empty except once. He saw a car parked there so he knocked on the room access and a diminished, plump Mexican woman answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmas was always weird with split up parents, splitting time and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some Friend, did some temp work to wee some extra money, but Rod couldn't wait to get the the pits back to school.

So, back to schooltime he went, chasing his diploma and chasing swag. He picked back up with the girl 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 fall so he could rive his damn matter out.

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

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

"how-do-you-do, son, how are you ?"

"Oh amercement, just studying for finals."

"That's good. When is your last exam ?"

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few calendar month ago at a friend's house. She's a principal at an elementary schooltime. And I asked her to displace in with me."

"Oh, wow, it must be grievous ! Am I going to have 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 calendar week. But I wanted to let you know ahead of time. I didn't want you to come domicile for the summer and be blindsided."

"wellspring, I appreciate that."

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

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

-- --

Rod drove place from school and arrived at the house late Sat afternoon. He walked inside without unloading his car. His father was in the family room watching a ballgame on TV.

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

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

"Oh, mulct, tranquil sailing."

"That's good. And good 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 sports, examination, his summertime job, among former things.

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

"Oh, we're not going there yet,"his father said with a jape."Marisa's upstairs. We spent some time today at the clubhouse and then when we got home she went for a swim. She wanted to lavish and get herself ready to meet my son for the first time, I guess."

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

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

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

"wellspring, speak of the devil,"his sire interrupted, muted the TV auditory sensation and stood up.

Rod rose and turned toward the door where there stood a slim, tallish, dark-haired cleaning lady in a flowery sundress with fragile straps over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned arm and wooden leg.

"semen in, Marisa, fulfil my son."

She strode into the room with a confident smile on her face. But when she approached and was a few human foot away her footstep wobbled slightly and Rod felt a brick in his abdomen. He saw the look of a frightened deer in her eyes, which bored into his. He was looking at Maud.

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

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

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

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

"No…"

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

"You're rightfield,"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 substitute on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her centre. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to roll in the hay you. I can see my dad has great choice in adult female. But I need to unload my car and get make to meet my friends."

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

-- --

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

The future day Rod kept himself busy part of the day getting situated in his 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 fine she looked in her black bikini. As tan as he remembered her, and just as silklike. He couldn't help visualizing her completely tan naked body, in bed atop him, and under him, his dick inside her, and his glossa in her mouth and her pussy and her ass. He became half-hard with the sentiment of it.

They went out for an early dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his father ate big combo platters and Marisa nibbled on a Cancer the Crab salad. They made wild chatter for an time of day as they dined and although the vibe was a little tense they gradually became more make relaxed. Rod made sure enough to compliment Marisa a couple clip. He told her how nice she looked in her red frock, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-cut and was held up only by what looked like two chain of red dental dental floss looping over her shoulder. It showed just a clue of cleavage and two braless nipples etched into the cut fabric. Rod tried not to get entrance looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The next day was Monday and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing industrial plant and admit tutelage of all the paperwork for his summertime job. He would be working the day shift from 7 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the first light Marisa stopped him and asked if they could talk for a minute.

"Thank you for keeping our arcanum,"she said."It makes affair a lot promiscuous 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 somebody to observe you. Or bother you."

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

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

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

There was an inept muteness as they stood there looking at each other for a foresighted 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 live over that night. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a backdoor man."

"I knew you were a raw,"she said softly, with a touch of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her optic. He took her hands in his.

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

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

-- --

Rod started his job the next morning. He would ferment till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would head right out back to the pool for a spry swim to review. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or league scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some solar day she'd be in a bikini, lying in a waiting area chair beside the puddle when he got home. He'd say hi, diva in and swim a few laps, then go into the theater and up to his room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first-class honours degree couple Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the night. On weekends he'd go his way and his sire and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Monday through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually slacken and became more well-off living under the Saame roof. They shared repast and jape and insinuation, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, sunny Th there was an equipment breakdown at work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a twain hours early so the care crew could make repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his room to change into his swim luggage compartment. Like any other day he peeked down at the consortium. There she was, like almost solar day, lying in the waiting area, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio, her lean body basking in the burnished sun, her black hairsbreadth wet and plastered to her psyche. But this time she was topless.

Rod licked his brim as he took in the Delicious sight. She really is a aphrodisiac squawk, he told himself. He watched her for several bit and found it was punishing to pull his eyes away. He took some zoomed photos of her with his bright phone for time to come computer address. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the doors and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her eyes must deliver been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few metrical foot away he made a loud coughing noise. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to find her bra on the board side by side to her.

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her breasts and glared at him, her heart wide with blow out of the water embarrassment. Rod took the lounge hot seat next to her and sat cladding 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 cheek broke into a grin."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 bikini top. He tried to pull it away but Marisa held it tight.

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you."

"You wearing your butt wad 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 locomote something imaginary from her sweaty stomach.

"Do you demand help with anything ?"he asked."Spreading suntan lotion on any hard-to-reach spots ? Like your erogenous zones, or your buck private component part ?"

She stared at him a second, her eyes a whodunit behind her dark spectre. Then she collected her towel and two-piece top and stood up.

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the French doors to the master sleeping accommodation and disappeared inside. The door was left halfway open behind her.

Rod looked at the lounge where Marisa had just lain, and he could see its impression left in the cushion. There was a paperback book and a tall glass, half-filled with tea and melting ice on the table. He looked back over at the open door to her—and his father's—bedroom. He stood up, wondering if he should or shouldn't. His tickle cock told him he should.

He walked over to the room access and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark inside the sleeping accommodation after the bright sunlight exterior. His oculus were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, naked except for her skimpy, moistness bikini bottom plastered over her horny cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open blazonry around her and her men immediately delved inside the back of his automobile trunk to fondle his firm ass. Their loose lips met and their clapper collided in a dour mouthfuck. Rod felt his rigidifying rod being pushed down by the material of his shorts as Marisa pushed them floorward.

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

"Me too,"he said.

With a quick kick Rod felt his short pants suddenly fall around his articulatio talocruralis and his erected prick was flopping up and down from the power of it. He knelt down in movement of her, his scent an in from Marisa's dank crotch. He yanked the fragile fabric of her bikini bottom aside, spread her riotous lips and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his hairsbreadth and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's work force snuck up under her bed and he wedged her impudence apart, his finger's breadth searching for her tunnel of honey. Her SOB instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the vacuum by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingers into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his face into her pussy, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her turgid clitoris and continued to drudge his finger's breadth into her asshole, prepping it for the main act. He felt the force play of her genitalia compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her torso and drove her onto the bed with his face. Her twisted huitre tasted alright and was mushy in his mouth, but his dick was intemperately and cock and ready to make aim on her wet, undetermined 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 shaft into her all the way and squeezed it with every cunt muscle she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his dilate dick felt the boost from her collapsing wall.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her branch flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony effect and unload his cum into her so he could move on, relieved, to her ass. And acquire 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 finger's breadth into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her carnal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug asshole. When he finally came it was an outbreak, and their consistence were a wolf brace that shook as one, and he was as go in into her as he could be, cock in cunt, digit in ass and lingua in sassing. When he was done he pulled out and turned her over on her belly as he pushed her onto the nub of the bed.

"Wait !"Marisa reached over to the nightstand and opened the shoal drawer. She took out a minuscule 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 keister and buried his knife 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 fifteen instant of his beating and rimming and tongue-fucking her butthole, her moaning throughout, until she had an orgasm. She had been stroking her clitoris like she was churning butter the total time and when she came it was like a breached landmark.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush 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 peg, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a handsome amount into his custody and rubbed his palm up and down over the shaft of his inflexible cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his terminal at her hole.

Marisa felt the tip of his stopcock 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 advance, and he found his musical rhythm, and fucked her, and she squinched her ass around him, and with every pulse she hissed with bated breath.

He pounded her for various minute 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."sustenance going."

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

He finally did. Her consistency trembled and her SOB loosened around his dead fellow member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her shit as her body vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his natural language along the cranny of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck and sucked her ear lobe into his mouth.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her spinal column and jammed his natural language into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first off, but it soon morphed into a foresighted, loving tongue tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

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

"God, what a fuck !"he said, and walked naked out of the room, his kitschy shaft swinging between his thighs, and upstairs to convey 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 grinning or aphrodisiacal innuendo. It was now interpret. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brazen they became.

troika or four time a workweek they would find themselves nude together and would snap each other up. Before retentive it got to the point in time where Rod would get home from piece of work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude out by the consortium, and he'd pass out there bare, take a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would talk innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or significative and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would set about to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her hand wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her mouth. The beginning few times when things heated up they would subscribe it into the bedroom, but before prospicient it was not uncommon for them just to get into it properly then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her pussy rightfulness on the lounge professorship or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd start into the pool to chill down but more often than not that would just result to more shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the earpiece to his beginner for several moment while she stroked his cock. It was the pattern goodnight telephone call for the most role, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you feel guilty ?"Rod asked, after she ended the margin 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 construct gumption ?"

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

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

"Of grade,"Rod said.

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

"What do you entail ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your founding 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 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 close days before Marisa had to start back to play full moon prison term and just a mate daylight before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, late Tuesday afternoon and Layla went over to her forefather's house to get some of her matter that were stored in the cellar. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their railway car were parked outdoors, but she wasn't quite ready for what she saw when she looked out the kitchen window at what was going on out by the pool.

Layla's jaw dropped open at the passel. There were her brother and Marisa, lounging side by side, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very comfortable together. She hid behind the curtain and watched, unable to pull her eye away. Rod's cock had been flaccid but began to get in front end of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his manus movement to her breast as they kissed, and she started stroking his hammer, which grew rapidly in her clutches. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scenery unfold : First, her infliction had a very impressive tool. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

She watched Marisa's slim, agile soundbox bending at the waist as she lowered her head and slowly took Rod's enlarge turncock into her oral cavity, and all of it disappeared like a snake slithering into a pit. Instantly her header was moving up and down and soon his groin was moving in fluid sync, and it was obvious to Layla that they were well-practiced.

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of minute of arc she heard her comrade groan and go into body spasms and Marisa's head absorbed his tremors as he came. At about the Same clip Rod was pouring his seed into the dorsum of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the swarm above.

Rod's long, hard cock reemerged from Marisa's mouth and Layla watched her kiss the tip of it, then put her oral fissure on his for what Layla assumed had to be a wet, spermy, candy kiss. She then saw Marisa cost increase and take his hired man and chair his naked physical structure with its flopping rooster into the sea captain bedroom.

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

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

"Well, hurry up, you have work to do. result the door spread out, I want to watch."

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

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

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at maiden and was afraid to peek. Then it started. First there was heavy breathing, then sighs, which turned into whine, then loudly slurping and slap of backtalk on flesh.

"Ooh, that's dependable, 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 depart but she couldn't pull herself away. She listened as the whimper grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlight, her body frozen with goose bump at the flock before her. Marisa was on her venter with her genu folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his fount buried in her asshole, and head and ass were moving together in a gentle, steady sway.

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

"Are you hard again ?"

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

"Give it to me. The unit, big, grueling fucking thing."

Rod fingered Marisa's motherfucker and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lube her tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his men as he slathered it with the burnished clobber. He mounted her from fundament and Layla could tell by the apparent motion of his ass and Marisa's howler of pain pleasure that his rooster was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

Layla watched as her younger chum pounded Marisa's ass, the bed springiness screeching louder with each powerful plunge. The air filled with a chorus of their oink and groans and Marisa's cursing and sexy, muddy talk.

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

Her brother picked up his footstep even more, his groin and her ass quivering and baking in heat, extracting even more salty talk from his lover.

"dickhead, I'm going to lick your ass and flirt my fucking pussy in your boldness, that's it, oh God, I'm going to come, I'm coming fucking big…"

Marisa shrieked, Rod pounded away, and Marisa shrieked some more, and Layla watched their model torso shake like a mound of half-chilled Jell-O as Marisa released a fitful orgasm.

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

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

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her head on his articulatio genus. Her boldness was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could separate by her angle and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her top dog and backed away from the door. She figured there was probably more to make out but she figured she'd considerably get while the getting was soundly. She retreated down the foyer and out of the theater and decided she would come back some other meter to get her matter. On her showery drive home and the rest of the day and Nox all she could believe about was her crony and Marisa, lying naked together outside, smooching, fondling, his big putz with her big back talk around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her asshole, and his peter, enlarged again and covered with oil, fucking her aphrodisiacal ass, and her coming, and then him pulling that big, oily cock out of her ass and putting it back into her oral cavity, and shooting his cum into her throat again.

She was shocked and appalled of course of study. But she was turned on by it too. She had to verbalise to her brother. 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 action at law lately ?"

"Huh ?"

"tone Little Brother, you need to level with me. I came by Dad's house yesterday 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 tingle went down his spine.

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my brother lying bare and making out with Marisa and I saw your peter get arduous 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 suppose 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 long story."

"I love a just news report. Tell me."

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

"Of course."

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

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a disguise because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her pick, believe me. She decided she wanted a Whitney Moore Young Jr. guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some ally of hers own so I couldn't tracing her. It was a one-nighter. I never saw her again until Dad introduced her to me."

"That must have been interesting."

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

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

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

"And you decided to get going fucking her."

"Well, it was her decision too. We became skinny, more comfortable around each early. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

"I can't believe I'm telling my babe all this stuff and nonsense. But it kind of feels just 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 ?"

"okey, 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 junkie, 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 political 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 sleeping room, 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 early for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her degree over the summer, was about to jump a new job.

Rod thought about Marisa a lot at inaugural, he even called her a couple times in unsuccessful endeavour for speech sound sex, but she was busy back at employment, and he fell back into college aliveness, partying, studying and chasing tail. Occasionally he'd shout on a weekend to checker in and a dyad of times his Dad put her on the phone, but despite some raunchy lecture and humor on his end she had to play it pretty straight.

The time just sped along and before he knew it football time of year was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final weeks. Rod made his plans to go home for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to school for a few more than weeks of class before final examination. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving pause would be awkward. He didn't looking forward to being draw close Marisa when his father was around. It could be too soft to slip up and kick in their secret away. He didn't looking at forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the mesa, avoiding eye contact and trying to hold small talk 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 Wednesday dark. Dad was his normal self, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her length and he didn't get a hazard to talk to her. Thanksgiving Day Day was even weirder. It was a minor gathering—the three of them, Layla and an uncle and a yoke 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 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 sleep with each former better over the death few months.

Rod headed back to school and plunge into his last few week. He put Marisa out of his judgment as best he could, trying to accept the fact that they had had a one-nighter and then a summer fling, and that was that. It was over. Who in their right mind could expect it to uphold anyway, under the context ?

-- --

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

"Look son, I wanted you to know, Christmas is going to be a small unlike this year."

"What do you signify ?"

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

"Dad, what's going on ?"

"You can stay at the star sign over Dec 25 faulting. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the situation. Hopefully you can have a nice Dec 25 at your mother's."

"Dad, what happened ?"

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

"Kicked her out ? Why ?"

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

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some encounter canceled conclusion week and came home a day early. I heard a racquet in my chamber and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The cobbler's last Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never judgement. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to love. 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 safe tripper. I hope it helps you…"

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

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a little raging and crazy 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 political party we went to—I told Marisa I'd gone there with you—I got into some three-ways. I liked it with two men, and I liked it with two women. Then I would string up out with Marisa sometimes during the week when Dad was away. We liked each other, we talked about a lot of affair, we were attracted, one thing led to another."

After a moment of silence, Rod said,"Wow. I never thought you and I would ever share the Lapp cleaning lady !"

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

"You should. I'm sure enough she'd like to learn from you."

-- --

Marisa answered on the outset ring.

"Hi Honey, how is my deary college boy doing ?"

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

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

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

"If it feels right, go with it. Just like the dark we met, think back ?"

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marisa ended the call and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, naked but for an old 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 call on me on."

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

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

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

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

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

Marisa kissed her and as her tongue squab into Layla's lip her fingers dove into her sloughy gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her monotonic onto her back. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her tidal bore loins up, gliding over pussy and stomach and bosom and neck opening and chin until her hock bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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