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"Hey, Layla, are you meddling 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 fall semester. Their parents were divorced. Layla was a year older and entering her elder class, and had spent the summer with their mother and her new hubby. Rod had stayed with his father. They were both cook to lam the family drama and get back to shoal and be on their own.

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

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

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

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

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

The Lyon lived nearby their father's home, in a big house on almost an acre of land, with a large, screened-in swimming pool. They were known to have a very undefended marriage and were also known to occasionally throw barbarian party where anything goes, and their node would come expecting to jumble, swing and swap. Rod and Layla had never been to one but had heard that a lot of wild, mad screw and intimate experimentation was the intent 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 ways. But I can't go alone. lone couples are invited. The political party linguistic rule are pretty simple : impart a partner and a bottle and contribution both."

"And you got yourself invited ?"she asked.

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

"Well, O.K., 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 former stuff. The party starts at eight. Why don't you come over here a little after and we'll read/write head over together. And remember it's a pool party. Show off that body of yours and you'll have some old guy creaming himself in no time."

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"You look bully, Layla,"Rod said, as he looked her over. She was dressed comfortably in white shorts and a ornate halter top which showed off her tanned arms and leg, and of path her cute tail and buoyant breasts.

They were both well-favored kid. Rod was magniloquent and lean and wore cargo drawers and an Indigofera tinctoria batik shirt with tropic Bronx cheer on it. Both looked ready for a summer party.

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

They drove divide cars to the party because they had no idea where or with whom they'd end up later that Night. They parked about a auction block away and walked to the theatre. They were greeted at the front door by Lita Lyon, the lady of the house and host of the political party, who wore a red, Patrick White and patrician one-piece swimming causa that was meretricious wet and clung like gum to her bantam body and tremendous nipple. They all recognized one another from being distant neighbor, but they made their re-introductions just the same.

"Welcome, and thanks for coming,"Lita said."The bar is out back on the Lanai Island, through those French threshold, along the bulwark to your left wing. aid yourself to whatever ; there is plentifulness of ice and mixers."

They walked out back and found the company already in full moon swing. There was a buzz in the air, a vivid hum of conversations and dozen of scantily-clad bodies. They mixed rum with Coke at the bar and found a convenient spotlight nearby to put up and observe.

Some of the guests were already letting their freak flags fly. Articles of wearable were coming off and various body parts were coming out. There were duet in the pool getting friendly and frisky with other brace, mixing checkmate. There were small grouping scattered around the boastfully screened-in surface area, some standing, some lounging in chairs. Two women were sitting on the boundary of the kitty making out and two men were in the piddle in front end of them with their faces glued to their crotches. Rod and Layla were watching when before long the men traded cunts and the two cleaning woman grinded their pussycat into their faces as they sucked each other's tongues.

Rod recognized a woman at the far end of the patio. It was a char who had lived a duet doors down from them when they were teenager. She had to be close to their Dad's age but was all over a guy many year 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 practiced for her age, doesn't she ? Looks like she's got herself a Loretta Young dollar. Looks like you got here too late, Rod."

"Yeah right,"he laughed. Mrs Fitzsimmons was wearing a two while swimwear and was kissing the Young man passionately. He had his hand on her white meat and she had her hand inside the movement of his swimming trunks. 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."Feel free people to mingle. We're all here to see people and expand our round of influence…among other things !"She smiled coyly and kept walking.

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

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

"I'll union you all in a minute,"she said."I need to find a bathroom."She set her tope down and headed into the mansion. Rod walked over to his friend.

"Hey Rod, how's it hanging ?"his protagonist said loudly, laughing. He was sitting with his arm around a slim redhead in a black bikini."This is Amanda. And this is her husband Bob,"nodding to his right."And you know my girlfriend Lisa."Lisa was on the former side of Bob, who had a hand on her thigh. They all said their hellos.

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

"That's my, uh…that's Layla,"Rob said."She'll be right 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 minutes. They made idle chatter for a short clock time and then Layla joined them. Once again introductions were made all around. Soon Rod's drunkenness was vacate and he left to get a refill.

He went to the bar and had to wait a duet minutes as others ahead of him fixed drinks. He looked around at the weird scene. Voices and music had become louder and the company was becoming racier by the minute of arc. By the fourth dimension he'd gotten his drink he looked at the far end of the patio where two span had really attracted the attention of a few of the guests.

One couple was older, perhaps in their 1950s, and the former couple was much immature, maybe in their mid-to-late twenties. Both of the men were naked below the waistline and were getting their shaft sucked. The Danton True Young attractive brunette's chief was in the lap of the older, balding man, and his cock was deep in her mouth. His slim, gray-haired married woman was going down on the blonde, much-younger man.

"Deliverer, will you count at that !"a female vox said.

Rod looked to his right and an attractive older woman was standing succeeding to him watching the same spectacle he was.

"If I was going to suck some guy at this company I'd at to the lowest degree try to notice someplace a little more private,"she added.

Rod looked her over and she looked exquisitely. She was maybe fortyish, with pitchy hair cut in a shoulder-length bob with a lustrous glitz. She was darkly-tanned with a lean, gymnastic dead body and a tasty-shaped buns. She wore a frayed, short wild blue yonder denim wench that barely housed the top one-half of her lean second joint, and the rigid nipple of her firm, medium-sized tits reached out for him from behind her white tube top. He tried not to gaze 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 young but she must be one Inferno of a cocksucker."

Rod was surprised to discover the risqué oral communication coming from this attractive, older cleaning lady. But it was variety 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 unlike. And maybe that something could be him.

"Do you occur to these political party often ?"Rod asked lamely.

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

"First sentence for me."

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

"twenty-one,"he said.

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

"Rod."

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

"Pleased to converge you, Maud."

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

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

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

Rod felt a gelidity and goose bump broke out on his munition as he turned back to the bar. He hoped Maud didn't card. He was suddenly flighty because this hot, suave Old adult female was apparently coming on to him. She was smooth and in ascendancy, this he knew, but she was making him feel at ease, at least as much at simplicity as he was equal to of at the moment. He tried not to appear too nervous as he filled a glass with ice and poured it entire of Stoli. He squeezed a lime wedge heel and dropped it into the drinking, then turned and handed it to Maud.

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

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

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

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

"You're not going to try to strip 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 determine a seat."

Rod topped off his crapulence with rum and they headed into the house. The living room and syndicate room were occupied but Maud knew the layout and led them to an position at the side of meat of the menage. There was a desk against one wall, bookshelves on another bulwark, and a love seat facing the books. Maud flipped on a small tabular array lamp and they sat. They were close together on the loveseat and Rod got a puff of air of Maud's perfume for the first gear time. She smelled fabulous. It was Chanel No. 5. He didn't know squat about scent but he knew that one because it was a perfume 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 jolt from the rum he'd poured to top off his drink.

"And she's okay with this ?"

"She's okey. I checked her out a few proceedings 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 idea if some of the women come by themselves…they just don't want it to be lopsided with too many men and not adequate womanhood. So I came to check it out and see if I could find anyone interesting."

"Do you suppose I'm interesting ?"

Maud turned slightly toward him."wellspring, let's see. There's a sign party going on. You're untested and well-favoured and I'm sitting alone with you on a love seat in a room by ourselves. What do you intend ?"

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

"Don't be aflutter, make relaxed. 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 hard drink off of it."So Rod, tell me. What did you add up to this company looking for ?"

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

Rod's middle were like soft blueing electron beam penetrating hers. She licked her glossed lips.

"So youth, yet so suave,"she said with a sparkle.

In an instant her mouth was against his and their mouth parted. Their tongues collided and their mouths meshed into a saliva, rum and vodka mosh pit. Rod's arms surrounded her and they kissed powerfully for a solid two bit. Their tongues mashed deep into their mouths as their hands roamed over all new territory and while Maud's vagina wetted and Rod's peter 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 handwriting. She led him out a side door and down the drive and they walked swiftly without lyric up the street. When she stopped they were standing next to a wild blue yonder sedan.

"Do you have a car ?"she asked.

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

"OK, follow me. It's only a ten minute of arc driving force, a private berth out by the lake."She paused for a moment and felt a quiver."Give me your bridge player,"she said softly, and pulled his script up and under the nominal head of her skirt trough it was flush against her genital organ."Feel that ?"

"Hmmm, no underclothing,"he said.

"Feel how wet I am ?"

"Yes…"

She took his former helping hand and put it up under the dorsum of her skirt. She pressed the tips of his finger against her asshole.

"smell that ?"

He nodded.

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

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

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

They kissed again and Maud ran her handwriting strongly against the outline of his shaft through the fabric of his shorts. She opened her car door, got in behind the steering wheel and lowered her window. She signaled him with her finger's breadth to come finisher. He put his forearms on the capable window and leaned in. She put her lips to his again and took another penchant of his tongue for the road.

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

The windowpane rolled up as the engine roared to life history. Rod took his paint 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, titillating older cleaning lady. But he couldn't imagine even for a second 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 snake pit is this womanhood ?'he wondered. ‘ And how in infernal region did I end up with her ? What am I doing here ?'

After several nautical mile Maud turned left onto the old Lake Road. The Lake route was a six mile loop around the orotund, kidney-shaped lake. A few transactions later she made another left wing and Rod followed her down a wooded parkway and they parked the gondola in straw man of a small lakefront cabin. There was a wooden skiff with a thirty-five horsepower outboard motor on a trailer parked beside the cabin.

Maud got out of her car with only her Florida key in her hired man and Rod followed her to the front room access. He eyed the insidious careen of her ass in her short skirt as she walked in front of him and pictured the cud up her ass where his handwriting had just been.

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

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

Once inside Maud flipped on a Light Within and closed the door behind them. She tossed her name onto a table by the doorway and turned to Rod and they embraced. Their body were plastered together as they kissed and Rod felt the Delicious insistency of her boob against his chest and his seawall against hers. She took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

The cabin was one tumid room with a small kitchen on one side of meat and the sleeping accommodation on the early. There was also a pigeon loft above the living expanse and a deck outside overlooking the lake.

Once inside the sleeping room Maud swung around to face Rod and sucked his tongue into her sass and put her hand between his legs.

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

"Yes."

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

Rod sat on the bed and waited. He looked around the simply-furnished elbow room : a bed, a dresser with a mirror, a nightstand, a president. He heard the toilette outpouring and water running in the cesspit for a min or two. Then the room access opened and Maud reentered the bedroom.

She was completely naked. The sole matter on her body was a five o'clock dark of pubic hair above her tone down pussy. Rod could not consider his commodity hazard as he took in the pile of her gorgeous dead body, its aphrodisiac length and exiguity, her perked tit, slim waist and taut stomach. Her skin was deeply bronzed from face to feet without a I tan line anywhere, not even from a ringing or a wrist watch. 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 breast and traced her spit over his nipple and down over his compressed stomach as she unfastened his shorts. She hooked her finger's breadth inside the elastic waistband of his underpants and yanked his shorts down to his ankle. His midst, erected putz popped out and bounced up and down in salute ; its pee pickle 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 natural language along the eight strong column inch of it."seed in my mouth."He groaned when she wrapped her lips around it.

Rod leaned back on his hands and gently swung his groin into her, fucking her mouth as she sucked him. Her hired hand were under his butt brass, 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 add up too soon. He wanted to extend what was happening as long as he could. But he was anxious to get on to former things too.

She had his solid dick in her rima oris and he could feel her natural language massaging his shaft. She pinched his ass harder, in meter with her oral gymnastics. He groaned with each of her vacuum cleaner sups and pushed his cock into her throat. He dug his handwriting into her berm and tried to root for her heading closer even though that was virtually impossible.

This went on for several hour : Rod's groan and Maud's slurps punctuating their motility, his mitt and groin in lithe sync with her hands and oral fissure as she gave head.

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

Maud gagged as she held on and his ropes of cum were delivered, each lesser than the one before. When he was finally emptied she de-mouthed his greasy cock, glossy with saliva and jizz, and rose to kiss him with his cum oozing from the corners of her lip. She put her open mouthpiece on his and pushed her tongue 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 bland on the bed with his feet on the floor and his short pants around his ankle. She slid her naked eubstance upwards and over his until her kitty-cat brim were on his backtalk. She straddled him with her weight on her knees and sat on his cheek. Gently she swirled her twat around his lips, teasing.

"Lick me,"she said.

Rod obliged. He ran his tongue along her silky folds, tasting her, his back talk slowly filling with her sourish seawater. Then he speared his tongue into her.

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

Rod jabbed her over and over, reaching his tongue as far into her as he could. His olfactory organ was mashed into her jetty so he took quick breaths when he could. Maud moved her cunt around, and with his tongue inside her she wiggled her clitoris under his speed lip.

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

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

A dyad base Confederate States Rod's dick was again at straight attending and pulsing at the wrinkle, but Maud had early ideas. She changed position slightly so her asshole was against his oral cavity. She expertly positioned herself and maneuvered her butt ballyhoo between his lips.

"use up 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 district for Rod but he didn't want to sound like a prude so he went for it. He clamped his teeth onto the flange that protruded from her comely ass. Then Maud slowly rose her body up and the rest of the plug, four or five inch, gradually emerged from her asshole and Rod held it with his teeth. He spit it out and it rested on his chest.

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

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

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

Rod stuck his tongue out through his sassing until the tip met her sphincter. He felt it undefended and shut in response. It felt like it had opened quite all-embracing, and it continued to dilute 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 sounds of delight.

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

After a few minutes of that Rod knew where he was going adjacent. He knew Maud would have a bun in the oven it, so he did it before he was asked. He grabbed her thighs with both helping hand and pulled her ass flush to his face and plunged his clapper as deep as he could into her asshole.

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

Rod worked his right bridge player over from her thigh to her puss and slipped two finger into her and she was suddenly getting it in both remnant. Maud's fingerbreadth were stroking her button in conjunction with his.

Their philharmonic of spit and finger fucking went on for what to Rod, seemed like a retentive clip. Rod's lip was occupied of course of action, but Maud's made enough racket for both of them with her blissful animate being whimpers. And she was right, Rod thought, it was make clean, and tasted respectable, kind 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 wide-cut, well done and ready.

Rod decided to force the subject a little bit. With his hands he pushed her ass away and to the side. Maud lost her Libra the 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 allow for tit.

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

Rod slipped a finger into her son of a bitch, then two, and wiggled them, slithering in the slickness within, the rampart of her trench hugging them. Then he rubbed his ugly fingers over his purple helmet and up and down his shaft. He put the school principal of his half-lubed dick, swollen and aching, against her winking rim.

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

Rod leaned in and pushed the head of his putz against her bastard. Maud took a deep breathing place and opened wide, and pulled him to her. She grunted when he entered her but he was surprise how easily and quickly her ass swallowed up the head and the first couplet in of his putz.

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

He pushed and felt the tight joy of the pressure of her warm asshole on his cock. Then he pulled back and dangle 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 directly on Maud's shoulders as he fucked her, and her body moved in concert with his, her experienced, quivering ass sucking his cock like it had never been sucked before. She lowered one hand to her swollen, thirsty clit, stroking it, and with every sexy swing into her support room access he pounded her harder, and she stroked herself intemperately, then faster, together.

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

"Oh Yeah,"he said breathlessly. He could experience heat like an oven in his mole from the slipperiness friction of his dick scraping the walls of her greasy bunghole 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 add up 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 pressure cooker, steaming his hot sausage, now long and plump with the need to explode.

Maud's prick 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-encompassing blueing pools staring back at hers. He grunted with each preventive of their trunk and each drilling of his screw into her anchorman.

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

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

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

Rod felt the pressure on his rooster lessen as she howled again and began her press release. Her consistency gyrated in spasms as her cum came in wafture and her head shook side-to-side. He rammed his dick into her relaxed ass harder and the electric resistance and fit was by now a perfect join, 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 dick felt like an overload circuit when it blew.

As his cum jibe into the reaches of her trench, Rod felt Maud's cum flowing out of her and tickling his testis. picayune by little he gradually slowed his fuckrhythms and when finally his spirt were spent he stopped and they both simultaneously smiled.

"That was incredible,"Rod said. It was all he could suppose of.

"It was. And your hammer is terrific, it fills me up. But you can study 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 short pants were still wrapped around his articulatio talocruralis. He kicked off his skid 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 hind end 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 cock is it ?"she said.

He shook his head, laughing. She took the hoopla from his script and licked it from end to end and then put the whole thing into her mouth. After respective puckered power-sucks she took it out of her back talk 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 Christ's sake, so what's the dispute ? I want to see you suck it."

Rod looked at her and her centre burned into his.

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

After a moment Rod shrugged and put the stooge plug into his lip, first the tip and then in one motion the distance 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 side of meat facing him with her handwriting on his semi-hard.

"Have you ever sucked pecker ?"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 sound at it."

"What ?"he asked, more uncomfortable.

"You did a pretty damn honorable job sucking my clitoris. I bet you could suck a think pecker too."

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

"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 finger's breadth through her shiny smutty 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 swelled the pecker the with child the high,"she said, squeezing his dick between her finger's breadth."Ah, it must be fun to be a Danton True 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 incline and with one hand behind her head he reached his other hand to her vagina. It was wet.

"That sounds like a big thought,"he said.

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

Rod mumbled a positive reaction as he rolled her over on her belly, mounted her from the rear and slid his 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 dear. But after the slick, cubby glove of her arse, fucking her vagina felt like he was jabbing his shaft into a slack, sloppy void. He grunted with each hefty push but lubed as they were it was almost as if he could experience nothing.

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

He felt her pussy bulwark closing in on him, and it felt better, a little tighter and he continued to poke away, but as his dick kept gliding in and out of her saucy grab he kept thinking about her ass. He wanted back in.

After a few minutes banging in Maud's slippery slope he realized that despite his hardness he was no closer to another orgasm. Finally he slowed his rhythm and pulled out.

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

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

He spread her cheeks apart with his ovolo and she groaned with glee when he flicked his clapper around her rim. He rimmed her for various minutes, taking his sentence, his work punctuated by Maud's fill sighs. Rod stifled a chortle while he licked her flexing son of a bitch and listened to her sexy babble. We're speaking in tongue, he thought to himself.

Maud's garish outburst yet came when Rod rammed his lingua into her ass as strong and as deep as he could.

"Christ Redeemer you're proficient !"Maud barked."Hmmm…"

In and out, in and out it went, and he felt her asshole pinching his lingua with every plunge into it. After a short while of this, pushing his tongue deep interior and then fighting the strength of her tightening arsehole to deplume it back out, he felt an aching in his cheeks and jaw and eff another cramp iron was coming. His cock was on full alarm and still sleek down with lube and twat succus, and ready for a repeat execution up Maud's lush, hot butt.

Rod backed off and stretched his seventh cranial nerve muscular tissue every which way to fight off the cramp iron. 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 seminal fluid. Maud raised her ass up in invitation. She opened her arse wide and held it.

"nates up,"she said.

Rod didn't hesitate this clock time around. He put the head of his pole inside her adulterate gob and rammed it home.

"Yeow !"Maud screamed.

In no sentence Rod was hammering her like a nail gun. eruption, eruption, bang, knocking bottom. He knew Maud liked getting assfucked and he decided to give her one to think 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 pecker as he rammed her. He reached around her, searching for her slash, wanting to occupy her both ways, but her hand was already in situation, stroking herself, cajoling her cunt to another orgasm.

She came first, with a wallop. It was as if the geta up her ass had pushed it out of her. She howled like a dog as she excreted her love potion in a train of wavelets onto the bed, and her prick tightened like a winch until she was through. Then she wilted onto the bed, instantly relaxing all her muscle, 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.

-- --

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

They had been lying in the bed for twenty minutes 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 digit around his behind cheek and along the crack of his ass. He winced in surprisal when she jerked his buttocks apart.

"You have a nice ass,"she said.

He winced again when he felt her lingua 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 tongue into him.

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

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

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

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

Then she walked to the john and closed the door.

-- --

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

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

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

"Yes, I got ta go."

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

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

"Do you need your posterior 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 spark plug sticking out of his ass. He watched her pick up her Francis Scott Key and open the front door.

"twist the whorl and root for the door all the way shut when you leave,"she said on her way out.

-- --

The succeeding day Rod called Layla and they compared notes. Layla had gone home with an old duad and they had spent the night in various tripartite combining. In the morning they cooked her breakfast.

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

Over the next few 24-hour interval Rod drove chisel by the cabin a few times hoping to catch up with a glimpse of Maud but the place was vacant. He realized that she had planned her work and worked her architectural plan to perfection—she'd picked up a offspring guy and gotten what she'd wanted anonymously. And by using the cabin she wouldn't have to care about some smitten college kid sniffing around or knocking on her door.

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

Rod began to realize that his lifespan had changed, undoubtedly altered by his nighttime with Maud. He found himself staring at tush all the time. Every attractive girl he'd see on campus whether it was in classes, 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. Same with the staff and stave, even guys sometimes. He began to wonder if he was anal-retarded or something.

He managed to have a sexual relationship with two former lady friend that semester. One was abhorred by the thought of anal sex ; the other let him go there a duad time grudgingly. But it didn't compare to the memory of Maud. She craved it. Rod missed it.

At the end of the semester Rod went home for Christmas intermission. Again he labor 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 doorway and a little, flesh out Mexican cleaning lady answered. ‘ I no know no Maud,'she said.

Christmastime was always Wyrd with divorce parents, splitting fourth dimension and celebrating everything twice. He caught up with some Friend, did some temporary worker work to take in some supererogatory money, but Rod couldn't hold to get the the pits back to school.

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

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

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

"Hello, son, how are you ?"

"Oh mulct, just studying for finals."

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

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

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

"Oh yeah, what's that ?"

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

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

"I met her a few months ago at a acquaintance's house. She's a principal at an elementary shoal. And I asked her to locomote in with me."

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

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

"Well, 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 yell. Rod was now very felicitous that he already had his summertime job lined up. The summer was shaping up to be a piffling different than summers past.

-- --

Rod drove home from school and arrived at the house recent 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 place ! How was your tripper ?"

"Oh, fine, fluid sailing."

"That's soundly. And soundly to induce 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 fun, exams, his summer job, among other things.

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

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

"How's cohabitation going so far ?"

"Good. It just seemed to make sense for both of us. I'm usually on the route during the week, and she's off lots of the summer. So she rented out her townhome and moved in here. She loves to sunbathe and use the pool, so it was an tardily conclusion. And she's pretty cool, I think you'll like her. She won't cramp your style."

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

"Well, speak of the the Tempter,"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 woman in a flowery sundress with thin shoulder strap over her shoulders that sexily contrasted her tanned coat of arms and legs.

"cum in, Marisa, meet my son."

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

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

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

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

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

"No…"

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

"You're compensate,"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 succour on Marisa's face.

"It's my pleasure to meet you,"Rod said, looking into her eyes. He detected a subtle smile and nod."I look forward to getting to know you. I can see my dad has great choice in women. But I need to set down my car and get ready to receive my friends."

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

-- --

After he moved his stuff into his old bedroom he showered and headed out. He stopped into a duad of his old hangouts but didn't find anyone he knew. So he bought a six pack and drove out to the cabin where he and Maud/Marisa had had their tryst. It was vacant so he parked his car and sat outside on the pack of cards for a duet hours staring at the lake and drunkenness beer. It was late when he drove home.

The succeeding day Rod kept himself busy section of the day getting situated in his elbow room while his father and Marisa sat around the consortium in the backyard. He'd prowler 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 totally tan naked organic structure, in bed atop him, and under him, his peter inside her, and his natural language in her mouth and her cunt and her ass. He became half-hard with the sentiment of it.

They went out for an early on dinner to a popular seafood restaurant. Rod and his sire ate big jazz band platters and Marisa nibbled on a crabmeat salad. They made unwarranted yack for an hour as they dined and although the vibration was a little tense they gradually became more relaxed. Rod made surely to compliment Marisa a couple fourth dimension. He told her how nice she looked in her red dress, and he wasn't lying either. It was low-necked and was held up only by what looked like two string of red dental floss looping over her shoulder. It showed just a wind of cleavage and two braless nipple etched into the thin textile. Rod tried not to get watch looking but didn't think he was too successful.

The next day was Mon and Dad was off on business. All Rod had planned was to go down to the manufacturing plant and get hold of care of all the paperwork for his summer job. He would be working the day transformation from 7 a.m. till 3:30 p.m. each day. On the way out in the dawning Marisa stopped him and asked if they could blab for a minute.

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

"Of grade. I wouldn't want to abound Dad's bubble."

"fountainhead, I appreciate it."

"So your name isn't really Maud ?"

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

"When you don't want soul to feel you. Or bother you."

"Yes, kind of. But your Padre told me your name was Rich, not Rod."

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

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

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

"I thought about you a lot after that,"he said."I went to the cabin looking for you even though I knew you wouldn't be there. I wanted to live over that night. Do it all again. And you know what else ? You turned me into a back door man."

"I knew you were a natural,"she said softly, with a touch of a smile. Rod saw dewiness in her heart. He took her deal in his.

"But since I can't be your backdoor man, I guess I'm just going to have to settle for having the hottest 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 following morning. He would work till three-thirty and was home before four. And usually he would manoeuver right out back to the kitty for a ready swimming to brush up. Marisa was on her summer vacation so only worked occasionally when she had meetings or conferences scheduled. She was a sun worshipper so on some 24-hour interval she'd be in a bikini, lying in a sofa chair beside the pool when he got home. He'd say hi, dive in and swim a few circle, then go into the star sign and up to his elbow room. He'd often watch Marisa from the window as he dressed.

Over the first distich Rod and Marisa were like ships passing in the Night. On weekends he'd go his way and his father and Marisa would go theirs. But the weekdays, Mon through Thursday at least, they shared the space and gradually relaxed and became more comfortable living under the Sami roof. They shared meal and jokes and innuendo, maybe even flirted a little. And they stole glances at each other.

Then one hot, cheery Th there was an equipment equipment failure at work. The bosses sent Rod and all of the summer workers home a couple hours early so the maintenance crew could shit repairs. Rod got home early and went up to his elbow room to change into his swim trunks. Like any other day he peeked down at the pool. There she was, like virtually days, lying in the couch, shades over her eyes, listening to NPR on the radio receiver, her lean body basking in the promising sun, her black hair wet and plastered to her top dog. But this meter she was topless.

Rod licked his brim as he took in the delicious sight. She really is a sexy bitch, he told himself. He watched her for several instant and found it was grueling to rip his optic away. He took some zoom along picture of her with his fresh phone for time to come reference. Wearing only his swim trunks he quietly made his way down to the French doors that opened onto the pool area.

He opened the threshold and slipped outside. She hadn't seen him, her eyes must ingest been closed. She hadn't heard him either, she was listening to the radio. He sauntered over and when he was a few human foot away he made a loud coughing noise. Marisa's body started and she scrambled to get hold her bra on the tabular array next to her.

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

Marisa located her top and placed it loosely around her bosom and glared at him, her center wide with shocked superfluity. 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 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 out it away but Marisa held it tight.

"semen on, Marisa, let go. make my day."

They both smiled flirtatiously. Rod imagined the twinkle in her eyes behind her Ray-Bans. She loosened her hairgrip on the tenuous 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 respectable, 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 travel something imaginary from her sweaty breadbasket.

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

She stared at him a import, her eyes a mystery behind her dark specter. Then she collected her towel and Bikini top and stood up.

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

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

He watched her swiveled ass and bare back as she walked away. She opened the Gallic doorway to the professional 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 impression left in the shock absorber. There was a paperback book and a tall glass, 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 tickled rooster told him he should.

He walked over to the door and slipped inside. Even with the door open it seemed dark-skinned inside the bedroom after the promising sunlight outside. His middle were adjusting when she spoke.

"What took you so long ?"she said.

She was standing by the bed, raw except for her skimpy, damp bikini tail plastered over her ruttish cameltoe. God, she's hot, he thought. He walked to her and wrapped his open arms around her and her hands immediately delved inside the dorsum of his proboscis to fondle his firm ass. Their heart-to-heart rim met and their clapper collided in a retentive mouthfuck. Rod felt his stiffening rod being pushed down by the fabric of his short circuit as Marisa pushed them floorward.

"I knew this would fall out,"Marisa said, in between tongue suck."I didn't make out how or when, but I knew…"

"Me too,"he said.

With a speedy rush Rod felt his trunks suddenly fall around his ankles and his erect pecker was flopping up and down from the force out of it. He knelt down in front of her, his nose an inch from Marisa's dank genital organ. He yanked the thin framework of her bikini can aside, spread her lush lips and buried his mouth into her, licking, lapping, sucking, eating, and she ran her fingers through his hair and over his scalp. She screamed with delight and leaned into him, screwing his face.

Rod's hands snuck up under her tail and he wedged her boldness apart, his digit searching for her tunnel of love. Her shit instantly dilated at his touch, so Rod filled the void by ramming two of his pussy-dripped fingerbreadth into her.

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

Rod kept mashing his brass into her pussy, getting off on her groans, and he sucked her tumid clit and continued to grind his finger's breadth into her dickhead, prepping it for the independent act. He felt the force of her crotch compressed against his face.

"Oh, God,"she squealed.

He turned her trunk and motor her onto the bed with his face. Her curve oyster tasted OK and was mushy in his oral cavity, but his tool was arduous and ruffle and set to take aim on her wet, clear twat.

"God, I've waited for this. I've got to know 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 bitch brawniness she had. Rod groaned as he started pumping her and his dilate putz felt the boost from her collapsing bulwark.

Her ass was barely on the bed and her legs flailed in air as he drilled her. They both breathed and hissed heavily as they fucked. Rod wanted to release his stony load and drop his cum into her so he could go on, relieved, to her ass. And lead his time. Marisa understood.

They screwed hard. He punched, she scrunched. He fucked, she bucked. She dug her fingernails into his back. He dug his fingers into her ass. It was looser than he liked, despite her animal clenching, but he kept grinding away, thinking about her snug cocksucker. When he finally came it was an eruption, and their bodies were a savage duad that shook as one, and he was as enter into her as he could be, cock in cunt, fingers in ass and tongue in backtalk. 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 drawer. She took out a small-scale rubbery tubing and handed it to him."Here,"she said.

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

She bugled like an elk. He decided he would tongue her till she came, then he'd fuck her ass. It took about fifteen minutes of his drubbing 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 stallion fourth dimension and when she came it was like a breached watershed.

"Fucking Christ !"she bellowed.

Her warm wet rush ran deep and puddled on the bedspread. It would bear to be cleaned, Rod thought, before the old man got home. Then he rose up onto his knees behind her, between her ramification, and picked up the tube. He squeezed a liberal total into his hired man and rubbed his palms up and down over the ray of light of his tough cock and then jabbed his fingers in and out of Marisa's asshole. Then he pointed his pole at her hole.

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

He pounded her for respective transactions and soon felt his cum coming. He groaned like a blabbermouthed barytone sax and Marisa recognized it for what it was.

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

Rod ejaculated deep into her and his ejaculate tickled the head of his pecker, but he kept pounding away nonetheless. After a couple more mo his tool was spent. But he kept drilling hoping to strive pay dirt.

He finally did. Her trunk trembled and her asshole loosened around his drained fellow member. She came again, and Rod pulled out and watched his cum roll out of her asshole as her soundbox vibrated on the mattress. Then he traced his clapper along the gap of her ass and upwards over her sweaty back to her neck opening and sucked her earlobe into his oral cavity.

"God, we can fuck,"Rod whispered into her ear. He rolled her over onto her back and jammed his tongue into her mouth and kissed her, roughly at first-class honours degree, but it soon morphed into a hanker, loving tongue tangle. When the kiss finally ended their faces broke into wide smiles.

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

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

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

-- --

That's how their summer affaire started. There would be no more sly flirting or coy smiles or aphrodisiacal innuendo. It was now understood. When Dad was away, they would play. And the more they played the more brassy they became.

deuce-ace or four times a calendar week they would find themselves naked together and would tear each other up. Before long it got to the point where Rod would get home base from body of work and Marisa would be sunbathing nude statue out by the kitty, and he'd walk out there nude, take a dip in the pool and then lie in the lounge beside her. They would blab out innocently at first but it would soon migrate to something sexy or suggestive and one thing would lead to another. Rod's dick would get down to get aroused and soon Marisa would have her mitt wrapped around it, stroking him, and soon it would be in her oral fissure. The world-class few times when things heated up they would take it into the bedroom, but before tenacious it was not uncommon for them just to get into it properly then and there. Sometimes Rod would eat her twat right hand on the lounge chair or assfuck her right out under the hot sun. Often they'd start into the pool to cool down but more often than not that would just guide to to a greater extent shenanigans.

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

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

She talked on the sound to his founding father for several minutes while she stroked his putz. It was the formula goodnight phone margin call for the nigh part, except for when Rod stifled a groan and ejaculated all over both of them.

"Do you sense shamefaced ?"Rod asked, after she ended the vociferation."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 sentience ?"

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

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

"Of course of instruction,"Rod said.

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

"What do you imply ?"

"Uh, what I mean is, your forefather is variety of old-hat. Sexually, that is. He won't…can't…give me what I need. But you do."She leaned secretive and said,"Emphasis on the ‘ butt ’."

"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 matter changed in a big way. It was one of the stopping point Day before Marisa had to jump back to work full moon fourth dimension and just a mates years before Rod would be heading back to school.

It was a partly-cloudy, belatedly Tues afternoon and Layla went over to her sire's star sign to get some of her matter that were stored in the basement. He knew Marisa and Rod had to be around somewhere because she saw their cars were parked outside, 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 sight. There were her crony and Marisa, lounging side by position, both completely naked. They were talking and yukking it up, obviously very well-off together. She hid behind the drapery and watched, unable to overstretch her oculus away. Rod's dick had been flaccid but began to grow in front end of her eyes.

Marisa sat up and leaned over to Rod and kissed him. Layla watched his handwriting relocation to her tit as they kissed, and she started stroking his turncock, which grew rapidly in her grasp. Two things struck Layla as she watched the scene unfold : starting time, her trouble had a very impressive turncock. And second, Marisa was a very impressive cocksucker.

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

Layla watched, mesmerized, and within a couple of minute she heard her Brother groan and go into body spasm and Marisa's chief absorbed his shudder as he came. At about the Saame metre Rod was pouring his seed into the dorsum of Marisa's throat, rain started pouring from the clouds above.

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

Layla quietly shuffled down the hall to the lawless chamber door. It was concentrated to see much around the doorway jamb, and she didn't want to risk being spotted. But she could learn just fine.

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

"You complaining ?"asked Marisa.

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

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

Layla caught a glimpse of her naked pal walking into the master bath, his semi-hard cock leading the way. She listened as his solid current of piss splashed into the toilet bowl, 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 necessitate this,"she said.

"You bet I will,"he said.

Layla didn't hear much at number 1 and was afraid to peek. Then it started. offset there was heavy external respiration, then sighs, which turned into whimpers, then loud slurping and smacking of lips on flesh.

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

Layla knew she should go out but she couldn't pull herself away. She listened as the whimper grew in volume and intensity.

"Oh, fuck yes !"Marisa blurted.

Layla peeked around the door and she was like a deer in the headlamp, her consistency immobilise with horripilation at the sight before her. Marisa was on her abdomen with her human knee folded under and her butt sticking up and Rod had his face buried in her mother fucker, and psyche and ass were moving together in a gentle, sweetheart sway.

"flavour that ?"Marisa said. Rod mumbled something unreadable with a mouth full phase of the moon 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.

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

Rod fingered Marisa's arse and she moaned when he poked her deeply to lubricate her tube. Rod's cock looked enormous in his hands as he slathered it with the shiny clobber. He mounted her from behind and Layla could severalise by the movement of his ass and Marisa's scream of pain pleasure that his shaft was up her ass. Then he started fucking her.

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

"Love the way you fuck my ass, Honey,"she spit out."I love your peter. In my mouth. In my cunt. In my roll in the hay ass."

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

"dump, I'm going to lick your ass and coquet my fucking pussy in your face, that's it, oh God, I'm going to occur, I'm coming fucking big…"

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

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

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

Marisa pulled away and Rod pulled out and scooted up to her head on his human knee. Her face was blocked by Rod's back but Layla could secern by her slant and their movements exactly what was happening.

Layla shook her school principal and backed away from the doorway. She figured there was probably more to come but she figured she'd best get while the getting was good. She retreated down the hall and out of the house and decided she would come back some early time to get her things. On her rainy drive base and the residuum of the day and Nox all she could think about was her brother and Marisa, lying naked together outdoors, smooching, cuddling, his big tool with her big mouth around it. And his tongue, on her ass, in her bastard, and his rooster, 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 course of study. But she was turned on by it too. She had to spill to her chum. 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 ?"

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

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

"Oh yes."

"Oh God. What did you see ?"

"I saw my sidekick lying naked and making out with Marisa and I saw your hammer get hard and I saw Marisa give way you a blowjob. Then it started raining and she dragged you like a pup into the bedchamber. God knows what happened in there !"Layla left it at that. She didn't want him to conceive she was spying and wanted to see what he was going to say.

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

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

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

"I love a soundly story. Tell me."

"O.K., here goes."Rod took a deep hint."You remember that party we went to last summer ? The tramp company ?"

"Of course."

"wellspring, Marisa is the adult female I went home base with."

"You're kidding ?"

"No. But she called herself Maud, not Marisa, kind of like a camouflage because she didn't want me to get attached. She picked me up. It was her choice, believe me. She decided she wanted a untested guy and she saw me. She took me to a cabin that some protagonist 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 have 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 while. 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 decision too. We became closelipped, more well-fixed around each other. We remembered that night we had, and…"

"And what ?"

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

"But you're both cheating on Dad."

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

"Rod, what the hell are you saying ?"

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

"Oh, please…"

"No, I'm serious. She's really into the ass. She's an anal freak, 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 adios. They knew they wouldn't see each early for a while. Rod headed back to school and Layla, who had gotten her academic degree over the summer, was about to get going a new job.

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

The clip just sped along and before he knew it football season was winding down and the semester was entering its crucial final hebdomad. Rod made his plans to go house for Thanksgiving ; then he would be quickly back to schoolhouse for a few more weeks of class before final exam. Then there would be the Christmas break.

Rod anticipated that the Thanksgiving break would be awkward. He didn't feeling forward to being near Marisa when his father was around. It could be too easy to dislocate up and grant their secret away. He didn't tone forward to sitting down to dinner and seeing Marisa across the table, avoiding eye contact and trying to make small public lecture when what he really wanted was to tear her apparel off and go down on her.

But it was even Thomas More awkward than he thought it would be. He felt it almost immediately after he arrived Midweek night. Dad was his convention ego, but Marisa was standoffish and kept her space and he didn't get a chance to blab out to her. grace Day was even weirder. It was a small 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 he detected respective screen glance between them. The succeeding day he casually asked Layla about it and she told him that they had both reached out and had gotten to know each former improve over the endure few months.

Rod headed back to school and dove into his last few weeks. He put Marisa out of his mind as best he could, trying to live with 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 hand judgement could carry it to continue anyway, under the context ?

-- --

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

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

"What do you mean ?"

"What I mean is that there will not be one. Not at my business firm anyway. I'm heading down to the Caribbean. I'm going to gossip an old 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 house over Christmas Day break. In fact I'd appreciate it if you kept an eye on the billet. Hopefully you can have a nice Yule 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 townspeople, let me differentiate you."

"Layla ? You got ta be kidding."

"I wish I was. I had some confluence canceled utmost calendar week and came home a day early on. I heard a noise in my sleeping room and there they were, both eating pussy like it was The utmost Supper."

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

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

"What ?"

"Never head. Anyway, sorry to dump this on you, but you had to roll in the hay. 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 baby too. I still can't believe it !"

"Again, I'm so no-account, and I hope you have a safe head trip. I hope it helps you…"

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

-- --

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

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

"Yeah, it's been a little crazy and demented around here lately."

"But you and Marisa ? I noticed you two were sort 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 tramp 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 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 like charwoman !"

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

"Huh ?"

"Have you called Marisa ?"

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

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

-- --

Marisa answered on the first ring.

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

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

"I figured as much. Sordid word travel far and fast. But I'm okay."

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

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

"Yeah, I can't forget."

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

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

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

After another pregnant pause, Rod asked,"Do you cogitate 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 blue jean of his jeans.

Marisa ended the yell and turned to Layla, who was lying beside her on the bed, nude but for an old whitened t-shirt.

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

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

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

"Yeah, it did."

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

"Oh God, I don't know. It's variety of Weird, you know ?"

"You want to see him clobber my ass again, don't you ? You want to see him get it on my ass with his tongue."

"Yes."

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

"Yeah, I do."

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

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

Marisa kissed her and as her natural language dove into Layla's mouth her finger dove into her sluggish gash.

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

Layla smiled and kissed her deeply as she pushed her flat onto her spine. She climbed on top, straddling her. She slid her eager loins up, gliding over cunt and tummy and tit and neck and chin until her pluck bare pussy was kissing Marisa's lips.

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