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On the day of Tyler's graduation party, Brian and Liz arrived at his house early, simply because Brian was anxious to see his parents and sister. Liz didn't complain too loudly since she'd be able to at least see Tyler, even if speaking more than a few words to him would be impossible.
She had plans to simply park herself at a table with the children and supervise them while Brian was monopolized by his family. Liz would ignore the teenagers, hoping that Tyler would also ignore her, thus keeping his mom and anyone elses in the dark about their relationship.
There would be no forlorn glances between them if she could keep him at bay.
It didn't quite end up that way, despite her best intentions.
Unfortunately, when they arrived and she sat down with the girls, Austin spotted her from his vantage point near the pool filled with bikini clad girls and sauntered over to the table. He wasn't a teenager, but still part of Tyler's group of friends and obviously invited to his party.
Liz did expect to see him here, and her eyes widened when he sat down with them. There was no way she could explain his presence to anyone, and she glared at him, despite the wide grin on his face.
After the night that he'd arrived home from vacation early and had joined Liz and Tyler in bed, the three of them spent several additional hours together before Liz had to go back home. During the last two weeks she'd spent a few evenings back at his house. Not much actual running had occurred during those weeks. Her exercise had come in a different fashion.
Tyler had been there for every night except one, and Liz found that surprisingly, she didn't mind his absence at all. Which made her feel a bit awkward with Austin sitting here with her now. His eyes on hers. Remembering his thick cock in her mouth, and various other places, made her blush and dip her head to avoid his eyes.
"Hi Liz." He said, "Shall we talk about the best fertilizer for grass, or something else innocuous?"
"Girls," Liz motioned at her two, "Why don't you go get some food from the buffet? I'm sure you're hungry."
Both nodded and bolted from the table, eager to find lunch and some treats, leaving the adults to have a boring conversation.
"I'm hard, sitting here at the table with you." Austin commented, almost offhandedly, but with a devilish look in his eyes. "I'd love to swim naked in the pool with you, and fuck you up against the side, with the warm water all around us. If only we were here alone."
"Jesus Austin. Knock it off. My husband's entire family is here. All I need is for one of them to wander over and hear you." Liz scolded him impatiently. "Why don't you go back and flirt with someone your own age today?"
"I already have. They're boring, vapid creatures. Far too concerned with their hair and cellulite." He waved a hand in the direction of the younger women. "I like my sex partners well-seasoned. Much tastier. And you taste so fucking sweet."
Despite their surroundings, Liz squirmed in her seat, aware of the heat in her face and elsewhere. "Seriously, you have to stop. This is not the place."
"Oh, I think it might be." Austin shifted in his chair. "I happen to know that there's a bedroom downstairs with a lock on the door. We can be in and out in five minutes. I know how fast you cum. Up against the door, it won't take long."
Imagining herself, visiting with Brian's relatives, Austin's cum leaking out of her the whole while she chatted about inanities, made Liz absolutely soaking wet.
"Where's Tyler?" She asked, not wanting him to come looking for her while she was having a rendezvous with Austin.
"He's occupied, over there," gesturing towards the pool. "Some chick is hot for him and she's putting all the moves on him. He'll be busy for a while."
"Five minutes." Liz stood, her knees weak at the thought of what she was about to do, here in her in-law's house.
"Five minutes." Austin agreed, "Go down the stairs and turn right. I'll be seconds behind you."
With a quick glance at the girls, who had found some other children their own ages and were occupied with a board game, Liz darted into the house and quickly skipped down the stairs. She failed to notice Julie's husband Sam standing in the kitchen, observing not only her, but the almost immediate presence of Austin, following her into the basement.
A grin spread across Sam's face, and his eyes lit with a fire he hadn't felt in a long time. "Well, well. What have we here? The prim and proper Mrs. Liz having an assignation?" He thought to himself. "We'll have to see about that!" Positioning himself in a way that he appeared simply busy with kitchen tasks, Sam waited for them to return.
Downstairs, Liz found herself with her back against the door, lacy panties on the floor, sundress pushed up against her bra, and Austin's cock buried inside her cunt. Her legs around his waist, arms around each other as he fucked her, rapid thrusts, stifling any sounds either wanted to make with their mouths kızıl gaziantep escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/kizil-gaziantep-escort) against each other.
"Five minutes." Austin reminded her as he came inside of her with a final thrust, her head banging gently against the hard wood behind her.
"Five minutes." She agreed, watching him step back and put his clothes back together. "You go upstairs, and I'll follow you this time. I need to clean up a bit."
"Thanks love." He kissed her and ducked out the door. "See you on the other side."
Liz laughed softly as she dashed into the bathroom, taking a moment to clean herself. She was still chuckling when she headed up the stairs to the kitchen.
"Hey Liz." She heard Sam call to her as she walked down the hallway towards the outside door.
"Sam?" She stopped and turned into the kitchen to see Sam chopping away at a tomato. "Hi there." Liz greeted him. Her husband's brother-in-law was an enigma. He had been married to Brian's sister for as long as Liz had known Brian, 'childhood sweethearts' she'd heard his mother say. Always working, usually missing as many holiday events as Liz tried to, she hadn't had much of chance to get to know him. Pleasant and hardworking is all she really knew about him.
Cute, in a dad kind of way, with sandy colored hair and blue eyes, she supposed he was attractive to many women. Today, he wore madras shorts with a light blue polo, bare feet on the tile floor as he sliced a few more tomatoes.
"What brought you downstairs?" He asked mildly and Liz paused, smile tight on her face.
"Oh, just exploring the house. I forgot how big it is." She replied, her tone as mild as his.
"It is rather." He smiled at her, teeth white in his tanned face. His eyes holding hers. "Big, that is."
Liz's body froze, instantly realizing that he wasn't talking at all about the house. Shocked at the blatant sexual innuendo he had just thrown her way. Obviously, he had observed her and Austin both going downstairs and had figured out exactly what they were doing. Or was bluffing, hoping she would just confess.
"I'm going to head out to the patio. I haven't had a chance to say hi to Julie yet." She said, adding, "Shall I take the tomatoes out with me?"
"Not just yet. Join me for a moment, will you?" He held out a hand and motioned towards the family room, adjacent to the kitchen.
Hesitant, Liz stared quizzically at her brother-in-law.
"Please?" He asked, and Liz heard the hard tone in his voice, and knew it was not a request. If she walked out of the kitchen, she was fully aware that there would be consequences. At least he doesn't know about Tyler, she thought, and nodded, following him into the darkened room. Shades kept the brilliant summer sun from entering and heating the house unnecessarily, but left the room nearly dark.
"Sit." He pointed at a chair and Liz perched on the edge of the cushion, watching him. He'd never appeared as a particularly forceful man before, but Liz was quickly realizing that he was certainly comfortable with commanding her around.
"Would you like to tell me about you and Tyler's friend? Or shall I just assume you went downstairs to fuck him?
"No, it wasn't that." She protested, her mind wondering why no one else had wandered into the house looking for a bathroom or something, anything. Any excuse to interrupt this interrogation. She did not want to sit here and be cross-examined by Tyler's father. He was her peer, not her father.
"Oh, I think it was. I know it was. You smell like cum." His voice was hard, his eyes examining her head to toe. "You look like a woman who has just been fucked. And not by me."
At his last words, her head jerked up, eyes wild. What could he possibly mean by that? And how much more uncomfortable would this have to get before she just got up and left?
"I'm going back outside." She stood up and stared at him. "That's enough of this conversation."
"Not even close." He smirked at her. "We WILL continue this conversation later. You can count on that."
Liz darted off, her brain in overdrive. What had just happened there? Who was this person and what did he mean, to hunt her down later to talk about sex? With him?
Shuddering with revulsion at his crude words and heavy-handed attempt to corner her, she rejoined the party, putting herself in the middle of a group, vainly trying to forget what Sam had done.
The hours passed, and Liz successfully avoided Austin, Tyler and his father. His mother too, after a quick chat about the nice weather and the amazing food.
Until Tyler caught up with her.
"You've been avoiding me." He accused her, gripping her elbow with his hand, holding her in place.
Afraid of being observed by any number of people, she hissed at him to let her go.
"Go back to your friends. We'll talk later." She smiled at him as she added, loudly, "Great party Tyler. Congratulations for graduating, I'm sure your parents wondered for a while gaziantep kızıl escort bayan (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/kizil-gaziantep-escort) if you'd make it."
A punch on his shoulder, and she moved away, heading back to the comparative safely of her husband and his mother, seated at a table with their girls.
She had just sat down when Tyler approached the table. "Hey Auntie Liz, come with me a minute. I want to show you something."
Hardly able to refuse with both her husband and his mother smiling benevolently at the man of the hour, she inclined her head and stood, following Tyler into the house. He headed up the stairs towards his bedroom and she flinched. She absolutely did NOT want to end up in his bedroom, here in his home.
As they reached the top of the stairs, Tyler grabbed Liz's hand and dragged her into the guest bath, shutting the door behind them.
"Hah." He teased, pushing her against the sink. "We're alone now, what shall I do with you?"
Liz laughed shortly at his silliness and pushed him back. "We need to go back downstairs and rejoin YOUR party. I guarantee your mom is looking for you right now. Or your dad. Someone is."
"I doubt it. She has her hands full doing what she does best, being in charge." Tyler kissed the side of Liz's neck, moaning against her ear. "I want you right now, so fucking bad." He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his swollen cock. "I can't go anywhere until you take care of this."
"Tyler." She protested, stroking him through the fabric. "Okay, quickly then."
She dropped down on to her knees, unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to the floor.
"Commando today, eh?" She laughed as she wrapped her fingers around his erection, bringing it to her mouth.
Licking the tip, her eyes on his as he watched her actions. Sucking him into her mouth, then out.
"Fuck." He moaned, eyes closing, face twisting. "I will never in a million years get used to how that feels."
Again, Liz brought his cock into her mouth and throat, holding him there, before releasing him. Over and over, his cock wet with her saliva, sliding back and forth. Tyler's moans, soft at first, became louder with each entry.
"Shhhhh." She cautioned him, holding his cock in her hand, squeezing and stroking him with her hand. "You can't be so loud."
Eyes still closed, he nodded. "Okay, okay."
His cock was back in her mouth, deep in her throat, his hands gripping her hair as he leaned against the wall when the bathroom door opened.
"What?" Liz heard before she reeled back from Tyler and stood up, backing as far away from him as she could in the small space.
His face a study in consternation, Tyler's dad stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. "What the fuck is going on here?" He addressed Liz, ignoring Tyler's attempts to redress himself.
Liz shook her head mutely, her heart pounding, watching her life pass before her eyes. Again. Caught by the same man. For the second time today.
Face suffused with heat, bright red despite the frigid temperature of the room. An agony of indecision reflected of her face. Confess and effectively end her relationship with Brian or plead temporary insanity? There were no good excuses to be had. Caught, red handed, Tyler's cock in her mouth. Beg for forgiveness?
Sam had already caught her fucking Austin, and now Tyler? It certainly felt as though everything had come crashing down on her today.
"Dad, it was my fault." Tyler had his pants back on and moved so that he was between his father and Liz. "I forced her."
"Bullshit." His father scoffed. "Bull fucking shit Tyler. She's an adult and you're barely out of school. She has what, 25 years on you?"
"Twenty." Tyler answered his father, angry now. "And she's only here because I made her come with me."
Reaching behind Tyler, Sam grabbed Liz's arm and tugged none too gently. "Come with me." His voice twice as hard as it had been before. Angry now, not just curious.
Tyler objected but Liz touched his hand. "It's ok, your dad and I have to talk about this."
She followed Sam out of the room, Tyler tagging behind them, across the hall to the guest bedroom. All three were in the room when Sam shut the door and locked it.
Tyler and Liz exchanged glances, Tyler's puzzled and Liz's eyes wide with concern. What did Sam have planned now?
Her concern was justified when Sam came to where she was standing, next to the bed and pulled on the spaghetti strap of her sundress. "Take this off." He commanded, his blue eyes hard, face set.
"What the fuck dad?" Tyler asked and Sam looked over at him.
"You can stay and watch while I fuck your aunt, or you can join in. Take your pick." He said, voice as hard as his eyes and cock. "I've wanted to fuck her since she started dating Brian, that fucking no good son of a bitch. And you two have given me the perfect opportunity. She can submit to me right here and now or I'll go announce to your mom and her brother gaziantep kızıl escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/kizil-gaziantep-escort) what you two have been up to."
Liz's brain was reeling. Fuck Sam? Or Sam AND Tyler at the same time? Now? Both of them? Who WAS this person, he was certainly not the man she'd come to know as Tyler's dad over the last 20 years. He was standing there, in front of her, demanding that she fuck him, when during every other conversation before today he'd been the perfect gentleman.
"Sam, this is ludicrous." She shook her head at him. "Tyler and I were just fooling around. I'm not going to have sex with you."
"Take it off or I'll take it off and you won't have anything left to wear back to the party." Sam said again, standing only a breath away from Liz. "You can agree to this, or I will go right now and tell Julie that you were giving her son a blow job in our guest bathroom. Among the other things you've been up to today. You decide. Right now."
With a helpless glance at Tyler, Liz slipped the dress over her head, leaving only a pair of lacey boy shorts on her tanned skin. Sam gestured towards those, and she dropped them to the floor as well.
Tyler made an angry noise and his father pointed to a chair next to the bed. "Sit there and watch. I'll let you know when you can have your turn with your aunt."
Stripping off his shorts and t-shirt, Sam motioned for Liz to lie down on the bed.
Trepidation in every bone of her body, Liz complied, her fear of Sam telling Julie and Brian everything about her prompting her to comply with his demands.
Sam's erect cock was every bit as impressive as Tyler's and Liz watched as he stood next to the bed, just next to where Tyler sat in the chair.
"Suck my cock, like you were sucking his a minute ago." Sam told Liz, and with another glance at Tyler, Liz opened her mouth and took his father's cock between her lips and into her throat.
Gripping the back of her head, he held her on him for a moment longer than Liz wanted, then let her go. Her mouth was much drier from fear than it had been with Tyler, and she struggled to summon enough saliva to make it comfortable as he thrust into her mouth over and over.
"Take your pants off Tyler." Sam stepped back and spoke to Tyler. "She can finish your blow job while I fuck her."
Liz cast an anguished look at Tyler, hoping that he'd go along with his father's demands. The thought of the scandal that their relationship would bring to her life made her compliant, and she hoped that he would acquiesce to his father's order.
Sam guided Liz back onto the bed, pressing her down onto the blanket. His mouth captured hers in a kiss, deepening it, tongue teasing hers. Arousing her.
Liz was startled to realize that Sam had switched from demanding compliance from her, to attempting to seduce her. Worse, was that she was starting to enjoy it. The idea of both of them with her. Two cocks inside of her again.
Despite herself, Liz moaned against his mouth. Her back arched as the arousal traveled throughout her body. Sam chuckled and drew back to say, "I always knew you were a hot ride and that you're completely wasted on Brian. Is that why you and Tyler are fucking? And that other guy?"
Liz shook her head, denying what he was saying. Heard Tyler mutter, "Other guy?" to her.
Sam's mouth trailed down, kissing her breasts, further across her stomach to spread her legs. Tyler, standing next to the bed, watched his father touch Liz's wet slit, sliding a finger up and down, before pushing it into her.
Liz's hand reached out, to grip Tyler's cock and bring him closer to her. He kneeled on the soft bed, cock against her mouth, in her mouth, moaning at the sensation of warmth as she sucked on him again.
Even as Sam's mouth took the place of his fingers, licking and sucking on her clit and cunt, tongue pushing inside of her, Liz focused on Tyler's cock in her mouth. The familiar taste of him, how he felt as he began to moan and thrust harder, deeper.
She barely noticed as Sam's mouth left her body, but when he turned her slightly so that his cock would sink straight into her, she orgasmed immediately. Body tight, arching against his entry.
Tyler cumming in her mouth as his father's cock began to drive into her cunt. The orgasms hit Liz instantly, again and again, over and over as Sam gripped her hips, riding her, fucking her. Swallowing Tyler's cum, she fell back onto the bed, allowing Sam full access to her body.
His mouth captured hers, tasting Tyler's cum on her tongue and Liz wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him into her. Enjoying again the pleasure of two men using her body.
With a final thrust, Sam emptied himself into her, groaning into her mouth, hands gripping her hair until he fell to her side, both of their bodies heaving.
Tyler had resumed his position on the chair, watching his father finish fucking his aunt. His lover. Knowing she had orgasmed from the same cock that had created him.
"Tyler?" Liz asked from the bed as he put his pants back on and looked over at his father and aunt on the bed.
"I'm going back to the party. Dad, I'm going to assume you won't be telling mom about me and Liz?" He directed the question at his father.
"No, of course not. I never would have." His dad sat up and looked steadily at Tyler. "And none of this, what happened here, will get back to your mother, will it?"
She had plans to simply park herself at a table with the children and supervise them while Brian was monopolized by his family. Liz would ignore the teenagers, hoping that Tyler would also ignore her, thus keeping his mom and anyone elses in the dark about their relationship.
There would be no forlorn glances between them if she could keep him at bay.
It didn't quite end up that way, despite her best intentions.
Unfortunately, when they arrived and she sat down with the girls, Austin spotted her from his vantage point near the pool filled with bikini clad girls and sauntered over to the table. He wasn't a teenager, but still part of Tyler's group of friends and obviously invited to his party.
Liz did expect to see him here, and her eyes widened when he sat down with them. There was no way she could explain his presence to anyone, and she glared at him, despite the wide grin on his face.
After the night that he'd arrived home from vacation early and had joined Liz and Tyler in bed, the three of them spent several additional hours together before Liz had to go back home. During the last two weeks she'd spent a few evenings back at his house. Not much actual running had occurred during those weeks. Her exercise had come in a different fashion.
Tyler had been there for every night except one, and Liz found that surprisingly, she didn't mind his absence at all. Which made her feel a bit awkward with Austin sitting here with her now. His eyes on hers. Remembering his thick cock in her mouth, and various other places, made her blush and dip her head to avoid his eyes.
"Hi Liz." He said, "Shall we talk about the best fertilizer for grass, or something else innocuous?"
"Girls," Liz motioned at her two, "Why don't you go get some food from the buffet? I'm sure you're hungry."
Both nodded and bolted from the table, eager to find lunch and some treats, leaving the adults to have a boring conversation.
"I'm hard, sitting here at the table with you." Austin commented, almost offhandedly, but with a devilish look in his eyes. "I'd love to swim naked in the pool with you, and fuck you up against the side, with the warm water all around us. If only we were here alone."
"Jesus Austin. Knock it off. My husband's entire family is here. All I need is for one of them to wander over and hear you." Liz scolded him impatiently. "Why don't you go back and flirt with someone your own age today?"
"I already have. They're boring, vapid creatures. Far too concerned with their hair and cellulite." He waved a hand in the direction of the younger women. "I like my sex partners well-seasoned. Much tastier. And you taste so fucking sweet."
Despite their surroundings, Liz squirmed in her seat, aware of the heat in her face and elsewhere. "Seriously, you have to stop. This is not the place."
"Oh, I think it might be." Austin shifted in his chair. "I happen to know that there's a bedroom downstairs with a lock on the door. We can be in and out in five minutes. I know how fast you cum. Up against the door, it won't take long."
Imagining herself, visiting with Brian's relatives, Austin's cum leaking out of her the whole while she chatted about inanities, made Liz absolutely soaking wet.
"Where's Tyler?" She asked, not wanting him to come looking for her while she was having a rendezvous with Austin.
"He's occupied, over there," gesturing towards the pool. "Some chick is hot for him and she's putting all the moves on him. He'll be busy for a while."
"Five minutes." Liz stood, her knees weak at the thought of what she was about to do, here in her in-law's house.
"Five minutes." Austin agreed, "Go down the stairs and turn right. I'll be seconds behind you."
With a quick glance at the girls, who had found some other children their own ages and were occupied with a board game, Liz darted into the house and quickly skipped down the stairs. She failed to notice Julie's husband Sam standing in the kitchen, observing not only her, but the almost immediate presence of Austin, following her into the basement.
A grin spread across Sam's face, and his eyes lit with a fire he hadn't felt in a long time. "Well, well. What have we here? The prim and proper Mrs. Liz having an assignation?" He thought to himself. "We'll have to see about that!" Positioning himself in a way that he appeared simply busy with kitchen tasks, Sam waited for them to return.
Downstairs, Liz found herself with her back against the door, lacy panties on the floor, sundress pushed up against her bra, and Austin's cock buried inside her cunt. Her legs around his waist, arms around each other as he fucked her, rapid thrusts, stifling any sounds either wanted to make with their mouths kızıl gaziantep escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/kizil-gaziantep-escort) against each other.
"Five minutes." Austin reminded her as he came inside of her with a final thrust, her head banging gently against the hard wood behind her.
"Five minutes." She agreed, watching him step back and put his clothes back together. "You go upstairs, and I'll follow you this time. I need to clean up a bit."
"Thanks love." He kissed her and ducked out the door. "See you on the other side."
Liz laughed softly as she dashed into the bathroom, taking a moment to clean herself. She was still chuckling when she headed up the stairs to the kitchen.
"Hey Liz." She heard Sam call to her as she walked down the hallway towards the outside door.
"Sam?" She stopped and turned into the kitchen to see Sam chopping away at a tomato. "Hi there." Liz greeted him. Her husband's brother-in-law was an enigma. He had been married to Brian's sister for as long as Liz had known Brian, 'childhood sweethearts' she'd heard his mother say. Always working, usually missing as many holiday events as Liz tried to, she hadn't had much of chance to get to know him. Pleasant and hardworking is all she really knew about him.
Cute, in a dad kind of way, with sandy colored hair and blue eyes, she supposed he was attractive to many women. Today, he wore madras shorts with a light blue polo, bare feet on the tile floor as he sliced a few more tomatoes.
"What brought you downstairs?" He asked mildly and Liz paused, smile tight on her face.
"Oh, just exploring the house. I forgot how big it is." She replied, her tone as mild as his.
"It is rather." He smiled at her, teeth white in his tanned face. His eyes holding hers. "Big, that is."
Liz's body froze, instantly realizing that he wasn't talking at all about the house. Shocked at the blatant sexual innuendo he had just thrown her way. Obviously, he had observed her and Austin both going downstairs and had figured out exactly what they were doing. Or was bluffing, hoping she would just confess.
"I'm going to head out to the patio. I haven't had a chance to say hi to Julie yet." She said, adding, "Shall I take the tomatoes out with me?"
"Not just yet. Join me for a moment, will you?" He held out a hand and motioned towards the family room, adjacent to the kitchen.
Hesitant, Liz stared quizzically at her brother-in-law.
"Please?" He asked, and Liz heard the hard tone in his voice, and knew it was not a request. If she walked out of the kitchen, she was fully aware that there would be consequences. At least he doesn't know about Tyler, she thought, and nodded, following him into the darkened room. Shades kept the brilliant summer sun from entering and heating the house unnecessarily, but left the room nearly dark.
"Sit." He pointed at a chair and Liz perched on the edge of the cushion, watching him. He'd never appeared as a particularly forceful man before, but Liz was quickly realizing that he was certainly comfortable with commanding her around.
"Would you like to tell me about you and Tyler's friend? Or shall I just assume you went downstairs to fuck him?
"No, it wasn't that." She protested, her mind wondering why no one else had wandered into the house looking for a bathroom or something, anything. Any excuse to interrupt this interrogation. She did not want to sit here and be cross-examined by Tyler's father. He was her peer, not her father.
"Oh, I think it was. I know it was. You smell like cum." His voice was hard, his eyes examining her head to toe. "You look like a woman who has just been fucked. And not by me."
At his last words, her head jerked up, eyes wild. What could he possibly mean by that? And how much more uncomfortable would this have to get before she just got up and left?
"I'm going back outside." She stood up and stared at him. "That's enough of this conversation."
"Not even close." He smirked at her. "We WILL continue this conversation later. You can count on that."
Liz darted off, her brain in overdrive. What had just happened there? Who was this person and what did he mean, to hunt her down later to talk about sex? With him?
Shuddering with revulsion at his crude words and heavy-handed attempt to corner her, she rejoined the party, putting herself in the middle of a group, vainly trying to forget what Sam had done.
The hours passed, and Liz successfully avoided Austin, Tyler and his father. His mother too, after a quick chat about the nice weather and the amazing food.
Until Tyler caught up with her.
"You've been avoiding me." He accused her, gripping her elbow with his hand, holding her in place.
Afraid of being observed by any number of people, she hissed at him to let her go.
"Go back to your friends. We'll talk later." She smiled at him as she added, loudly, "Great party Tyler. Congratulations for graduating, I'm sure your parents wondered for a while gaziantep kızıl escort bayan (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/kizil-gaziantep-escort) if you'd make it."
A punch on his shoulder, and she moved away, heading back to the comparative safely of her husband and his mother, seated at a table with their girls.
She had just sat down when Tyler approached the table. "Hey Auntie Liz, come with me a minute. I want to show you something."
Hardly able to refuse with both her husband and his mother smiling benevolently at the man of the hour, she inclined her head and stood, following Tyler into the house. He headed up the stairs towards his bedroom and she flinched. She absolutely did NOT want to end up in his bedroom, here in his home.
As they reached the top of the stairs, Tyler grabbed Liz's hand and dragged her into the guest bath, shutting the door behind them.
"Hah." He teased, pushing her against the sink. "We're alone now, what shall I do with you?"
Liz laughed shortly at his silliness and pushed him back. "We need to go back downstairs and rejoin YOUR party. I guarantee your mom is looking for you right now. Or your dad. Someone is."
"I doubt it. She has her hands full doing what she does best, being in charge." Tyler kissed the side of Liz's neck, moaning against her ear. "I want you right now, so fucking bad." He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his swollen cock. "I can't go anywhere until you take care of this."
"Tyler." She protested, stroking him through the fabric. "Okay, quickly then."
She dropped down on to her knees, unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down to the floor.
"Commando today, eh?" She laughed as she wrapped her fingers around his erection, bringing it to her mouth.
Licking the tip, her eyes on his as he watched her actions. Sucking him into her mouth, then out.
"Fuck." He moaned, eyes closing, face twisting. "I will never in a million years get used to how that feels."
Again, Liz brought his cock into her mouth and throat, holding him there, before releasing him. Over and over, his cock wet with her saliva, sliding back and forth. Tyler's moans, soft at first, became louder with each entry.
"Shhhhh." She cautioned him, holding his cock in her hand, squeezing and stroking him with her hand. "You can't be so loud."
Eyes still closed, he nodded. "Okay, okay."
His cock was back in her mouth, deep in her throat, his hands gripping her hair as he leaned against the wall when the bathroom door opened.
"What?" Liz heard before she reeled back from Tyler and stood up, backing as far away from him as she could in the small space.
His face a study in consternation, Tyler's dad stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. "What the fuck is going on here?" He addressed Liz, ignoring Tyler's attempts to redress himself.
Liz shook her head mutely, her heart pounding, watching her life pass before her eyes. Again. Caught by the same man. For the second time today.
Face suffused with heat, bright red despite the frigid temperature of the room. An agony of indecision reflected of her face. Confess and effectively end her relationship with Brian or plead temporary insanity? There were no good excuses to be had. Caught, red handed, Tyler's cock in her mouth. Beg for forgiveness?
Sam had already caught her fucking Austin, and now Tyler? It certainly felt as though everything had come crashing down on her today.
"Dad, it was my fault." Tyler had his pants back on and moved so that he was between his father and Liz. "I forced her."
"Bullshit." His father scoffed. "Bull fucking shit Tyler. She's an adult and you're barely out of school. She has what, 25 years on you?"
"Twenty." Tyler answered his father, angry now. "And she's only here because I made her come with me."
Reaching behind Tyler, Sam grabbed Liz's arm and tugged none too gently. "Come with me." His voice twice as hard as it had been before. Angry now, not just curious.
Tyler objected but Liz touched his hand. "It's ok, your dad and I have to talk about this."
She followed Sam out of the room, Tyler tagging behind them, across the hall to the guest bedroom. All three were in the room when Sam shut the door and locked it.
Tyler and Liz exchanged glances, Tyler's puzzled and Liz's eyes wide with concern. What did Sam have planned now?
Her concern was justified when Sam came to where she was standing, next to the bed and pulled on the spaghetti strap of her sundress. "Take this off." He commanded, his blue eyes hard, face set.
"What the fuck dad?" Tyler asked and Sam looked over at him.
"You can stay and watch while I fuck your aunt, or you can join in. Take your pick." He said, voice as hard as his eyes and cock. "I've wanted to fuck her since she started dating Brian, that fucking no good son of a bitch. And you two have given me the perfect opportunity. She can submit to me right here and now or I'll go announce to your mom and her brother gaziantep kızıl escort (http://www.gaziantepgazetesi.com/kategori/kizil-gaziantep-escort) what you two have been up to."
Liz's brain was reeling. Fuck Sam? Or Sam AND Tyler at the same time? Now? Both of them? Who WAS this person, he was certainly not the man she'd come to know as Tyler's dad over the last 20 years. He was standing there, in front of her, demanding that she fuck him, when during every other conversation before today he'd been the perfect gentleman.
"Sam, this is ludicrous." She shook her head at him. "Tyler and I were just fooling around. I'm not going to have sex with you."
"Take it off or I'll take it off and you won't have anything left to wear back to the party." Sam said again, standing only a breath away from Liz. "You can agree to this, or I will go right now and tell Julie that you were giving her son a blow job in our guest bathroom. Among the other things you've been up to today. You decide. Right now."
With a helpless glance at Tyler, Liz slipped the dress over her head, leaving only a pair of lacey boy shorts on her tanned skin. Sam gestured towards those, and she dropped them to the floor as well.
Tyler made an angry noise and his father pointed to a chair next to the bed. "Sit there and watch. I'll let you know when you can have your turn with your aunt."
Stripping off his shorts and t-shirt, Sam motioned for Liz to lie down on the bed.
Trepidation in every bone of her body, Liz complied, her fear of Sam telling Julie and Brian everything about her prompting her to comply with his demands.
Sam's erect cock was every bit as impressive as Tyler's and Liz watched as he stood next to the bed, just next to where Tyler sat in the chair.
"Suck my cock, like you were sucking his a minute ago." Sam told Liz, and with another glance at Tyler, Liz opened her mouth and took his father's cock between her lips and into her throat.
Gripping the back of her head, he held her on him for a moment longer than Liz wanted, then let her go. Her mouth was much drier from fear than it had been with Tyler, and she struggled to summon enough saliva to make it comfortable as he thrust into her mouth over and over.
"Take your pants off Tyler." Sam stepped back and spoke to Tyler. "She can finish your blow job while I fuck her."
Liz cast an anguished look at Tyler, hoping that he'd go along with his father's demands. The thought of the scandal that their relationship would bring to her life made her compliant, and she hoped that he would acquiesce to his father's order.
Sam guided Liz back onto the bed, pressing her down onto the blanket. His mouth captured hers in a kiss, deepening it, tongue teasing hers. Arousing her.
Liz was startled to realize that Sam had switched from demanding compliance from her, to attempting to seduce her. Worse, was that she was starting to enjoy it. The idea of both of them with her. Two cocks inside of her again.
Despite herself, Liz moaned against his mouth. Her back arched as the arousal traveled throughout her body. Sam chuckled and drew back to say, "I always knew you were a hot ride and that you're completely wasted on Brian. Is that why you and Tyler are fucking? And that other guy?"
Liz shook her head, denying what he was saying. Heard Tyler mutter, "Other guy?" to her.
Sam's mouth trailed down, kissing her breasts, further across her stomach to spread her legs. Tyler, standing next to the bed, watched his father touch Liz's wet slit, sliding a finger up and down, before pushing it into her.
Liz's hand reached out, to grip Tyler's cock and bring him closer to her. He kneeled on the soft bed, cock against her mouth, in her mouth, moaning at the sensation of warmth as she sucked on him again.
Even as Sam's mouth took the place of his fingers, licking and sucking on her clit and cunt, tongue pushing inside of her, Liz focused on Tyler's cock in her mouth. The familiar taste of him, how he felt as he began to moan and thrust harder, deeper.
She barely noticed as Sam's mouth left her body, but when he turned her slightly so that his cock would sink straight into her, she orgasmed immediately. Body tight, arching against his entry.
Tyler cumming in her mouth as his father's cock began to drive into her cunt. The orgasms hit Liz instantly, again and again, over and over as Sam gripped her hips, riding her, fucking her. Swallowing Tyler's cum, she fell back onto the bed, allowing Sam full access to her body.
His mouth captured hers, tasting Tyler's cum on her tongue and Liz wrapped her legs around his back, pulling him into her. Enjoying again the pleasure of two men using her body.
With a final thrust, Sam emptied himself into her, groaning into her mouth, hands gripping her hair until he fell to her side, both of their bodies heaving.
Tyler had resumed his position on the chair, watching his father finish fucking his aunt. His lover. Knowing she had orgasmed from the same cock that had created him.
"Tyler?" Liz asked from the bed as he put his pants back on and looked over at his father and aunt on the bed.
"I'm going back to the party. Dad, I'm going to assume you won't be telling mom about me and Liz?" He directed the question at his father.
"No, of course not. I never would have." His dad sat up and looked steadily at Tyler. "And none of this, what happened here, will get back to your mother, will it?"