FARMER'S DAUGHTERS

"We don't percentage our men !"Sharon said to Willy.

Willy had just made a joke, saying that Sharon and her sister Rose looked so very much alike, if he were to come over to their house in the dark he would have to kiss both of them to picture out who was who.

"We don't parcel our men !"Rose said, when Willy told her about the joke.

They both were right, they never shared their men. Until they did.

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Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Old Dominion State. They were both assigned to the same residence hall as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the Sami twisted horse sense of witticism and were both musicians and loved the same variety of euphony. They roomed together for the whole four year and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied information processing system science, but it was the euphony that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the Saami tune and wrote some of their own and could extemporise together and play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was insistent karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling gigs on and off campus for spear carrier money.

UT was not his real figure ; his real name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on malarkey and blue sky. But one night a lot of cat from the dorm were in the lounge watching an NBA plot on TV, Washington versus Utah. The cat were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Utah wind used to be the New Orleans Jazz way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right, and everybody started calling him Beehive State after that, and the byname had stuck. For the adjacent four years he was introduced as Utah and many mass he knew never even learned his substantial name.

In summation to having an unbelievable talent and aptitude for computer and music, Utah was a human being encyclopedia of music small beer, especially rock and curl. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing medicine and they would hold trivium contests where the correct answers earned free beer. The guy wire would go to these trivia nights and Utah would acknowledge every one answer and they'd drink all Night for spare. It didn't take farseeing before Utah was banned from the contest. But then he would just whisper the result to his buddies and they would all take twist giving the correct solution and get the free crapulence. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing medicine as a duo in eatery, stripe and lodge, and it provided a skillful mo income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an hour away. Being in two dissimilar Town gave them opportunities to book gigs over a wide area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to recreate the same places too often. They liked their job, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was thoroughly and the fringe benefits were groovy : the women.

After a few years Beehive State got splice and had tyke, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple stretch forth relationships, so they had limited their gig mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their previous twenties.

One Sat night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small town about a fifteen moment parkway from Willy's mansion. Willy had met the proprietor during his change of location for his day job and had managed to Quran the gig. It was a low elbow room with a long L-shaped bar covering two stallion walls, a few tabular array, an area cleared for dancing and a tiny stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned sorry, with the rain pouring in waterspout and garbled thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Beehive State played as they usually did and made wise cracks in between songs, joking about the weather and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the stage were two young gentlewoman who were enjoying the show. Willy was the wittier one on stage and he noticed that they laughed at all his joke. Especially the svelte brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their foremost break. Their name calling were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being well-disposed to Kim, and they exchanged business add-in, but Willy was very attracted to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's soundbox, long and incline, with foresighted dark, teased pilus and big brown eyes, a feel Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her boots to her dungaree to her skin-tight sweater. Her breast were modest, her ass was o.k., and her nozzle was on the large side and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her leg apart and as Willy played he stared at her toothsome genitals from the point.

Willy started talking to them from the level, including them in his give-and-take, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of drink. During one of Mormon State's solo Numbers he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his succeeding breach talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a well sense of humor but was not extremely blabbermouthed, not warm to open up. She often answered dubiousness with dubiousness. But Willy did find out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a registered nursemaid. She worked broad time as a school nurse, and component fourth dimension as a habitation wellness nurse.

Sometime during their last set the rain had stopped. Willy had gone to the restroom and then to the position to talk to the possessor. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

‘ Shit ’, Willy said to himself. He hadn't gotten Sharon's phone bit. And he didn't even know her finale name.

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About an hr later Willy and Mormon State were chilling in Willy's living room drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the filthy crowd and the two lady friend, and Willy lamented about missing the opportunity to get Sharon's earpiece number.

They were listening to a mix of Greco-Roman blues-rock songs from the 60 and seventy when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the verbalizer. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and bun book he had on his shelf right there in his living elbow room and had learned a small fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

"You know something that I never knew until recently, Mormon State ?"Willy said."That ‘ On The Road Again'was a top XL hit for Canned heating plant before ‘ Going Up The area ’.

"No, it wasn't,"Utah said, after a short full stop of thought.

"Yes, it was,"Willy said, correcting him."‘ Going Up The Country'was the freehanded hit of the two, but ‘ On The Road Again'actually came out a couple months earlier in 1968."

There was a muteness between them for a second as they listened to the song.

"No, it didn't,"UT finally said.

"Yes, it did. I was surprised to learn it too, but it's true."

"No, it didn't,"Utah said again.

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed baron of rock and roll trivia. Did he really call up he would take exception him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pouch were full of Cash from the gig.

"A hundred dollars,"UT said.

"Okay, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred buck that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top XL hit for Canned hotness BEFORE ‘ On The Road Again ’. And I am saying the opposite, that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a top XL hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. Right ?"

"Right."

"okeh, Mormon State, you are the trivia Guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The weft of the coterie, The Cream of the Crop, The Swami, The King. Before I take your money, you must have intercourse that I would never bet against you on trivia unless I knew I was right, right ?"

"Right."

"You still wan na bet ?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Willy got up off the lounge and walked over to the bookcase not ten substructure away. He picked up a book from the bottom of the inning shelf. It was an old, dogeared softback titled ‘ The Billboard script of Top Forty Hits ’. He opened the book and found what he was looking for on Thomas Nelson Page 72. There it was in dark and white : ‘ On The road Again'debuted in the Top 40 in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in December later that class.

"Read ‘ em and weep,"Willy said, as he handed the Word to Utah.

Utah's eye grew into troll spicy saucers as he stared at the page like a hare in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a at sea feel on his face.

"I warned you, Utah,"Willy finally said.

"I need another beer,"Utah said, and got up and walked to the kitchen.

"Get me one too, will ya ?"Willy said.

UT returned with the beers and handed one to Willy. He sat back down with a plop and popped the top on his can.

"Hey, UT, let me ask you a head. That girlfriend we met tonight, Kim. You got her business plug-in, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, unspoilt,"Willy said."William Tell you what. name Kim on Monday and get Sharon's headphone number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll call it even."

"Really ?"

"Yeah, really. I was going to ask her for her number but they left before I got around to it. You can facilitate me out."

"Really ? You saying that if I get you the number then I don't have to pay you the hundred ?"

"Yes. That's what I'm saying."

"Okay, it's a wad. But what if she won't give it to me ?"

"Then at least get her hold up name so I can look her up. Turn on the charm."

"okeh. But I'm not betting anymore tonight."

"Me neither."

-- --

Utah came through. He called Willy on Monday night and gave him Sharon's number.

"Kim said Sharon likes you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to hail to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a hundred bucks !"

"Nah, money well-spent,"Willy laughed. He thanked him and they hung up.

Willy was glad to get Sharon's routine, but he was also glad for another reason. He didn't really want to take Utah's money ; he had a wife and two minor at dwelling and could use the spear carrier dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday Night. She picked aright up. He asked if Sharon was domicile. She said this is Sharon. He asked if she knew who it was calling. She said she thought so. He said this is Willy. She said she knew that, Kim told her to carry his birdsong. He said he wanted to ask for her number Saturday night but she got away. She said you weren't quickly enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. wellspring, I have your number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was well-chosen he had her number, and she said yes, she was glad he had it.

"Kim said your supporter Mormon State called her for you. Why didn't you call her yourself ?"Sharon asked.

"wellspring, Beehive State had talked to Kim Thomas More, I was occupy in you. And he had kept her business card. And, it's sort of a funny story…"

He told her about the trifle bet, and how he had won the bet, and how Utah was the trivia buff, not him.

"So, I won a hundred dollars, and Beehive State had set the amount, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to take his money because he's a great admirer and has a phratry to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your act for me we would bid it even."

"That was very attentive of you,"she said.

"Yes, it was, I'm a thoughtful guy, an incredible guy in fact, thanks for noticing. And very lowly too."

Sharon laughed. He loved her laugh. Shy but sincere.

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other night and would care to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone number toll me a hundred bucks, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

She said yes. They talked for nearly an hour and made plans to go to dinner Th night.

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Sharon lived on the family farm in a two bedchamber bungalow she shared with her sister rose wine. It used to home farm doer but the babe had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to pick her up at home, and he was sword lily about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite counsel from where he was planning to film her for dinner. She was reluctant to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his house was in a overnice neighborhood and located in the middle of a safe no-axe manslayer zone.

So Sharon came to his house for that first date, right on time and she looked corking, as expected. Willy had said the dress was fooling, and he had on a pair of dock worker and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the front to her navel point and sorry pumps. It showed off her crotch and tail in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimal cutaneous senses of eye makeup and her lipstick and smash polish matched her brown eyes and tomentum, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look great !"he said.

"Thanks, so do you,"she said, and smiled.

He also realized for the first off sentence how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a stool at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

"Damn, you're tall ! What are you, five-eight, five-nine ?"

"Five-ten,"she said."Is that too magniloquent for you ?"

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet tall and my last girlfriend was five-three. I'm tired of dating midgets."

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a 30 minutes driveway to the restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some time to let the cat out of the bag and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to cave in her fourth dimension to relax and get comfy so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to act out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got well-situated she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could spill the beans up a blue stripe. They had a crapulence at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner party and they shared many jest. He could experience eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the solid drive back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister pink wine, who was a year younger, in a little theatre on the farm. The house was only about seventy-five one thousand from the mansion they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own topographic point. Too stuffy for comfort, she said. She also had an senior sister and an older sidekick, both married. She worked mean solar day as a school nurse for ten month of the class, and made house calls as a family health nurse part-time during the shoal year and full-time in the summertime. She liked running, lawn tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Beehive State show the other night.

By the time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could assure he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few minutes she politely demurred. She said she had had a cover girl time but she had an early morning merging with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that blush wine would probably be waiting up for a full report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't blunder into a mistake of too much too soon and possibly ruin thing. So they said goodnight with their sass and tongues. They made design for a second date and Willy's hawkshaw felt like a fence postal service when he walked into his house.

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After their third engagement the kisses goodbye were getting retentive and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the succeeding time.

Willy had a Saturday night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the couch after the club held their yearly installation of officers in the adjacent group meeting hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wives and girlfriend and concubines got drunkard and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a supporter, he would get them passes.

"What's the attire code ?"she asked.

"seed as you are. You always look fabulous. But you better not wear that juicy jumpsuit. I may not be able to control myself. I might ingest to unzip the damn thing."

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big crank doors of the waiting area were wide undetermined and the guys were set up outdoor on the underwrite deck of cards. They were nearing the end of their number 1 set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and elegant. And she was wearing the blue jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a table to the right hand of the stage that he'd reserved for them. They were quickly waited on. Their drinks were arriving when Willy joined them at the table. He kissed Sharon and said hello to Kim.

"You are pretty endure to fag out that jumpsuit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be capable to comport myself."

"Oh, well,"she said with a sly grinning, shrugged, and glanced at Kim, who had a grin on her face.

The gig was a real company. The golf-club fellow member were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising hell. Kim found herself a sailor to dally with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the line of the evening Willy noticed that the zipper on the nominal head of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open down to her tits. Her mammilla were not large, so there was footling segmentation. There was also no bra.

"Want to come over to my house after the gig ?"Willy asked her.

"Yes,"Sharon said, and squeezed his hand tightly.

Willy was glad to larn that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two gondola. After he had loaded his gear, Sharon followed him out of the lot. Kim's car was still there. She was out partying on one of the yachts.

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Willy pulled into his drive, Sharon right field buttocks. He locked the car and didn't even devil to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house and into the kitchen. He never used his breast door.

Standing closely at the counter, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to drink. She said no, she was o.k.. Willy poured a glass of water supply and took a twain gulps.

"You know I've been undressing you with my eyes all night,"he said.

He inched closer and put his arms around her. Her brown middle were big and one shot and stared into his.

"Maybe you should do it for real number,"she said with a catch in her voice.

He put his mouth to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her mouth. Her subdivision went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and heavily. They had made out heavily at the end of their finish date and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her breasts and against her clammy genitalia and she had held his enured putz through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't force matter so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the night, it was time to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her mentality screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the hall and into his sleeping room. He flipped on a lamp to its dumb stage setting and turned to face her. He ran his fingers gently through her hairsbreadth and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

"I think you are so hot,"he said, and kissed her. He traced his finger over the exposed flesh from her shoulders to her chest."You need help with this zipper ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her navel point. He slid his helping hand under the shoulders of the wooing and slipped them over her arms. The suit fell to the story and she was naked except for a black-market lash. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need help with this zipper ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the pressure of his turncock against the fabric of his pants. There was no want for an answer.

He wore no belt. She unsnapped his pant and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, strong and yearn. It was bad than other dick she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as much of a mother fucker, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

Willy sat on the edge of the bed. Without a thought process Sharon knelt before him and sucked his cock.

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a sluggish build of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite dead body as he drove her to a frenzy, licking her, sucking her, eating her, and fucking her. But he knew all that was going to happen and didn't upkeep about the order of things.

It felt big and warm in Sharon's rima oris. She palmed his orchis and alternated between sucking it, and licking and kissing it, then zeroed in on the sucking. Willy began slowly swaying it into her. She could feel his hands massaging her shoulder blades and she knew by his rallying cry of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her caput social movement, floating up and down, and took her yearn curl in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her brass. With his hands on the backrest of her head he held her, giving his pecker a stationary objective, and he fucked her outdoors mouth. Swing after swing his stopcock delved cryptic until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good attender. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his mouth and they did a thirty-second part knife sucking while she held his swollen cock in her hand.

"I'm going to finish what I started,"she said.

Her lips went to his cervix, to his shoulders, kissing him, and she licked his breast and nibbled his teat and kissed his categoric stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his balls, taking her clip. Willy's sigh of pleasure fit into groans of delight when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this fourth dimension, back and forth with a savage force, like she was trying to give a clog drain. Willy again held her hair in his mitt so he could watch her sweet, hungry mouth at piece of work. He was softly moaning and his soundbox was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his bulwark into her face as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his shuffle nuts.

Sharon felt his fist spin in her hair, tweaking her oral sex to the left hand. She soon knew why. With a cutthroat grunt his physical structure shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missiles were launched.

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final examination saccade. It was a jam head-fuck, with his prick in deeper and his bollock kissing her mouth, and the hot rush and taste of his seminal fluid. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her oral cavity kept playing his electric Hammond organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her lip from his dick. There was spermatozoon on her Kuki-Chin and the corners of her mouth.

"That's a lot of cum !"she said.

"You bring out the well in me,"Willy said, and pulled her head toward his and buried his lingua into her mouth.

Their natural language swam in his salty slickness and Willy's men wandered over Sharon's naked flesh. He felt her breasts and pinched her hardy nipples, firm and rubbery and ready. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his lingua on her mammilla and sucked them into his sassing. He felt her fingerbreadth on the book binding of his head.

"Now it's your spell,"he said softly, looking up at her from tit stage."I've thought about this all week."

"Bring out the best in me,"she said.

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other bridge player was like a mine carpet sweeper gliding over her sleek upper body and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her speed torso was quivering like a bowl of hot pud as he chewed on her swelled tit, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand cutting under her flip-flop and two of his fingerbreadth entered her.

She was sentimental wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel open for business organization. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were flush with her privates. He yanked her thong aside and covered her enkindle clitoris with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck shoat when he sucked her turgid putz into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the reverse applied forces of her clitoris being sucked outward and his fingerbreadth being jammed into her having the merge upshot of driving her sylphlike consistency over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the Windows were closed so none of the neighbour would call the cop. Her consistence continued to wrestle as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouth, and hot, like a jalapeno Popper.

He sucked harder, not letting go of it, and a third finger's breadth slipped into her juicy vagina and joined the poking party. Sharon's cunt clamped down around his finger, and matched his puckered lips suck-for-suck.

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to add up big !"

Willy slipped his spare hand under her fluttering ass and squeezed her cheek in fourth dimension with his sucking. Four or five more push was all it took.

"Oh God ! Here I come,"she screamed.

She came like a cask tipping over. Her torso wind and her ass bucked and her long stage swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her release was not a drip or a spray, but an even flow of cum filling her pussy, surrounding Willy's finger's breadth and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his lips and onto the bed.

When Sharon's dead body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his lips from her glans and wasted no clock time getting into position. It was prison term to have sex. His turncock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grillroom too long and was ready to split. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his well member slipped inside her. Her oily puss welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet rampart tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

He started slowly, swinging his groin into hers, wanting to aim his time. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the stride, slinging her crotch into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

"Ooh, that feels skilful,"she barked."Oh yeah, fuck me."She wheezed loudly with every push.

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could experience her walls sucking his putz as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every sinewy plunge of their synchronise bodies. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle horn to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a sozzled ass and there wasn't a lot of open human body hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a forte, high-pitched eek. He slipped a finger into her asshole for a more solid grip.

"Oh bastard !"Sharon said sharply."What's that ?"

Willy covered her mouthpiece with his and their glossa got back in the act. He licked her ear and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his consistence into hers and worked his cock and finger into her thick points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger's breadth up her nates. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her pussy from the front. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. But after a twain more min of the double drilling she knew : she wasn't going, she was coming !

"Oh dirt,"she said, short of hint."I'm going to come again."

Willy stepped it up a notch. He threw his entire body weight behind each plunge, jamming his cock and midsection digit into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her climax was another quiver, voluminous contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, implements of war and pegleg jolt this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the dick inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his tool fully inserted until at last her body rested.

"Was that as near as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a clock time of tranquilize repose.

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'munition, and slept like the dead. Willy was awakened at around four-thirty in the cockcrow. Sharon was getting dressed.

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

"What ? It's only four-thirty ! Is something wrong ?"

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's nada wrong. In fact, everything is great. But if my car isn't in front end of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will interest that something happened to me. I don't want to concern them."She kissed him."stopping point night was wonderful."

"will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hands on her pelvic girdle."You improve,"she said.

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So, Willy's sex liveliness went from zero to ninety in four dates.

Sharon had been seeing a guy when she met Willy, but it wasn't going anywhere so she dumped him after Willy asked her out. And now after having gone to bed with him once, she knew she was going to go to bed with him every fortune she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a procedure where several nighttime a week they would tear each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to enfeeblement. They'd nap. And Sharon always woke up and left at around four-thirty a.m.

Willy thought it was interesting, and fortunate, that Sharon, who was so quiet, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a woman of the street in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy unity were the red-hot and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, democratic young lady he'd known often played plot and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her room access was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a whore on the flooring, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would hump anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to have a go at it her in a corn study on the mob farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a dead annulus to one of his gig and fucked him leaning up against the car during a band break. Another time he said he wanted to be intimate her in her parents'home while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would do up to Willy at his gigs and rustling dirty matter into his ear between call. ‘ hastiness up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my oral fissure ’, ‘ I want to lap up your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. material like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to obliterate his hard-on. But Sharon turned the fishgig into parties, and would bring a crowd. She'd bring friends and invite people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The first clip rosebush came to a gig Willy did a double take. From across the room she could have been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, Rose looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that nighttime."If I came over to your house in the dark I'd have to be careful not to osculate the legal injury girl."

"We don't share our men !"Sharon said sternly, with her finger's breadth pointed.

"Uh, okay,"Willy said."I was just joking."

Rose said the precise same words when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the same longsighted brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inches poor than Sharon, but had the same lean consistence, modest tits and cute tail end. And her nose was straight. Her young man was a guy named Jed. He was blond and concordat, muscled but unforesightful, a couple inches shorter than pink wine. They hadn't been seeing each other for that retentive when Willy met them, but they were good together, and they loved to political party and dance.

Sharon and Rose were already close, but became even closer when their boyfriends hit it off. Over the adjacent few months Sharon and Willy and Rose and Jed, aside from being at the lance, would socialize often, going to parties or dances or just hanging out. The chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and well-off all around.

Both couples had solid human relationship and good sex life. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a week, but as Willy got to have a go at it blush wine better he found himself more and more pull to her, and he got the same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal coup d'oeil at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their house, identical response to his ‘ joke ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One night Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her read/write head was resting on his shoulder and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

This seemed like a foreign financial statement to Willy."Huh ?"he said.

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"well, that's good isn't it ? A hefty sex life."

"Yes, our sex life-time is fine. But that's all we do. I come to your family and we have sex."

"That's not unfeigned,"Willy said."We go out with acquaintance, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your jobs, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cherry red on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

"No. I mean, I'm sorry. I know. Sometimes it just seems like all we do is eat and then fuck."

"What things would you like to do ?"

"I don't know, never mind. It's pudding head, I shouldn't have said anything."

"If there are things you would like to do, Sharon, please severalise me. But I doubt it will commute the eating and the roll in the hay, especially the fucking. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then occur rest home and fuck. I could fill you to the Opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then come home and screw. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and fuck --."

"O.K., I get it,"Sharon interrupted."Forget I said anything."

Willy kissed Sharon on her lips. Then he ate her, and then he fucked her.

-- --

A couple hebdomad later they were again lying in bed post-coitus.

"What do you want for your birthday ?"Sharon asked.

In two workweek Willy would be turning XXX. He wasn't particularly looking forward to the milestone.

"Ah, nothing really,"he said."I'd ask for a hot-looking sexual fireball, but I already have one."He hugged her close.

"Oh, please,"she bemoaned."seed on, secernate me. What do you require ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm dangerous. Think !"

"I don't know,"he said."I haven't even thought about it. You caught me off-guard."

They continued talking about it for a while. Willy was drawing a blank on any variety of fabric gift that he'd like to encounter. He was the type who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"wellspring, there is one affair that would drift my mind,"he said."But I don't think it's practicable. And I don't think you'd go for it."

"What ?"Sharon said, turning to look directly into his eyes.

"Aw, forget it, it's nutcase, never mind."

"Oh, no you don't ! William Tell me. What ?"

Willy took a deep breath."You really want to be intimate ?"

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A threesome,"Willy said.

Sharon was left with her mouth hanging candid."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

"A threesome. In bed. There, I said it."

"A threesome ? Are you dangerous ? With you and me and what, another woman ?"

"Yes. You, me and another woman. But not just any woman."

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a state of shock."My sister !"

"wellspring, you asked me."

"We don't ploughshare our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

"I can't believe you. Aren't I enough for you ?"

"You're more than enough, Sharon. You're the best woman I've ever been with. That's not the pointedness. You asked me a question and I gave you an good solvent. It's a phantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. block it, get me a necktie."

Willy tried to put his arms around her but Sharon was having none of it. She hopped out of bed and started getting dressed.

"Please, Sharon…"

"Don't you Please Sharon me,"she said, as she pulled on her jeans."Men, ugh. I can't believe you want to sleep together my sis !"She put her shirt on and carried her shoe in her hired man and walked out.

Willy noticed she had left her G-string. He held it to his nozzle and took a puff of air. Nice.

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

Sharon drove home plate in a huff. She lay in bed with her intellect racing and she tossed and turned for much of the night.

The next day she got up the nerve to tell blush wine. She was appalled when Rose was not appalled. Rose was sort of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't idea it either.

"I thought we didn't share our men !"Sharon stated.

"I know, I know. But Willy's attractive, and I'd never do it behind your back, but if it were both of us… I don't know. It's kinky, but it might be fun. And I think it'd be cool to watch you and him fuck."

"You're serious !"

"Not if you're not into it. But if you are…Jed's natal day is next calendar month and we could give him the same gift."

"You and me and…a threesome with Jed ?"

"Sure, why not ?"Rose said."I know he'd go for it, he thinks you're hot."

"Really ?"

"Yes. Sharon, this is every guy's phantasy. And we can create it come lawful for both of them. And we're baby, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each former and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her promontory. She thought about seeing rose wine fucking Willy, or sucking his cock. Would she watch or enter ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would mount like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty poor, she'd never been with a guy that dead before, would it mold ?

"So, what do you believe ?"pink wine asked.

"I think we're loony,"Sharon said."But it might be worth it to see the smiling on their faces."

-- --

Willy waited a span days to call Sharon. He wanted her to let time to cool off off. He had his excuse gear up. But he didn't need it.

"okey,"Sharon said,"You'll get your natal day wish."

"Really ?"Willy said."You're sure ? What changed your mind ?"

"I spoke to blush wine. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is following month and she wants to give the same giving to him. Are you OK with that ?"

"Um, uh, I guess so, if you are."

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's OK as long as you are well-situated doing it. Jed's in for a wild ride ; he has no mind what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweetest things.

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Saturday in February, but the state university had a big hoops game on Friday dark that they wanted to see on Willy's big cover. So they decided they would all get together to watch the secret plan and afterwards Willy would get his birthday endowment and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came home from study that day loaded with beer, wine and a tray of deli sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the teens and it had started snowing in the late afternoon. rose wine and Sharon would be coming to his house separately. Sharon had a home plate wellness visit to make somewhere way out in God's body politic after she got off from her day job.

The snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The atmospheric condition prognosis was calling for a John Major winter storm. arise arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful blast of cold air blew in with her. They said howdy and Willy brushed pull the wool over someone's eyes off the shoulder joint of her coat and helped her out of it and flow it in the closet.

She looked great. She wore tight jeans and a black sweater ; her thigh and privates and ass were wrapped snugly in blue jean and the neckline of the perspirer dipped toward her breasts, showing her bare skin and a fit inglorious necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured rose wine a glass of wine-coloured and got a beer for himself and they went into the bread and butter room. He put on some medicine and rosebush sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a flack in the fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that sunrise and he was beaming he did ; the plenty was now covered with several inches of snow and the C was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an additional home visit to an aged twain. Willy heard the wind blowing alfresco and through the window saw lightning blink of an eye in the length. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the flaming was roaring it was time to refill their drinks. The first ace had gone down quick and wanton. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined Rose on the sofa. They were calm for a moment, a piddling uptight. He thought back to the Nox he'd made his bet with Utah.

"Rose, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her phone numeral ?"Willy said.

"No, I don't think so,"she replied.

"I met Sharon at a gig at Murph's, but she left before I could get her number. I was sitting right here later that Nox and Utah was in the chairman and we made a bet about a slice of euphony trivia, and I won. A 100 dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's business enterprise identity card, so I told him if he'd claim Kim and get Sharon's figure for me, he could keep the money."

"Wow, really ?"rose wine said."A hundred dollar sign. You must have really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were silent again for a myopic fourth dimension as the medicine played softly. Then Willy spoke.

"But, do you know what I've often thought of since I met you ?"

"What ?"

He cleared his throat."I've mentation about what might have happened if it had been you who I met at Murph's that night."

Rose stared at her wineglass and twirled the stem in her fingers.

"I'm sorry,"Willy said,"I didn't mean to block you, I…"Willy said.

"No, it's okeh,"rose said, putting her hand on his arm."I'm glad you told me. I've had similar thoughts. Sharon and I have never shared a man before, but when she told me what you wanted for your birthday, well, that's why I went along with it."

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

"I tried not to tell her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was crazy and I told her she'd never go for it, to leave it, but she kept after me."

"I'm glad you did. We've never done this before. But the entirely way I could free it in my judgment is if we give Jed the same birthday present. I know he'll like the idea."

"I understand, what guy wouldn't ? I tried to say Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right mind would want both of you. And the first sentence I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

"I remember that Nox. I remember thinking how lucky Sharon was."

rosebush's hired hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a little game of footsie. He covered her deal with his.

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

"Don't you think we should wait for Sharon before we get started ?"

"Just a kiss."

rosiness shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her manus between his branch as he put his back talk to hers and pressed their mouth together. In a moment those lips parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lip loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her knife. His penis morphed from a overweight mickle into a unbending rod. rosebush removed her hand.

"We better hold,"she said.

"One buss and I'm hard,"he said."Look what you do to me. I think tonight will be fun."

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

"You got that right,"he said, then yelled toward the windowpane,"Hurry up, Sharon !"

rose wine laughed."What about the basketball game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the property of her finish call and there was a foot of C already and no sign of it slowing. Her company was sending soul with a four steering wheel drive to beak her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the window. The car looked like giant snow good deal. The snow was heavy and blowing sideways in the fart. Large icicles hung low off of the power occupation like stalactites and the conducting wire drooped from the weight.

"I have to go to the bathroom,"rosebush said, standing up.

Willy stared at the crease splitting the seat of her jeans as she left the room. He shook his head in admiration and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when rose returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another beverage and went back to the living elbow room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was biz sentence. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to keep his hired hand to himself.

The wind was howling outside, and the Snow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more inches accumulated on the route surface.

About ten minute into the plot the lights in the sign of the zodiac flickered and the big businessman went out.

"Oh SOB !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the houses in sight were dark. The lines were down. He could see sparkle popping out of a transformer on a magnetic pole a few business firm down from his.

"I hope Sharon's alright,"he added.

He gathered a flashlight and candle and mates from the pantry. He lit a few cd and placed them in various muscae volitantes around the room. He added more Sir Henry Wood to the hearth.

"This sign of the zodiac has electric oestrus. It's going to get cold tonight. I think we'll all be sleeping here by the blast,"Willy said.

He went to the linen water closet and brought out every quilt and blanket and sheet and sympathiser he had and brought them into the living room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to have a dainty comfy nest for three,"he said.

headlight shone through the video window. They looked out and saw a Jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front of the household. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't turn into the driving force, the plow had pushed all the C from the road off to the side into a high bank. They watched Sharon climbing over the banking concern and slog through the drifting snow along the length of the drive.

"Goddamn it's frigidity !"Sharon said, as she climbed onto the breezeway.

"Thank God you're okey,"Willy said and he kissed and hugged her.

They rushed her inside and helped her off with her coat.

"That damn Jeep didn't have any heat,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The power's out here,"rosebush said."We'll all be sleeping on the storey in front of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got drinks and went into the living elbow room. With the flak and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in Shirley Temple, just like the night they'd met. shit, she knows how to reverse me on, he thought. rose got engaged laying out the mantle and quilt and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to stimulate to mess around with the fire when the real firework started going off.

"flavor like you two are ready,"Sharon said.

"No electricity, no biz to watch,"Willy said."We were just waiting on you."

They made chit confab for a few minutes. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was quick, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the daughter walked across the way and took a shopping bag out of the lobby W.C.. Willy project Sharon must birth left it there the last time she was over.

"Take your shirt off,"Sharon said."We'll take care of the rest."

Then they took the standard candle and the bag into the bathroom.

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in movement of the fire and enjoying the crispy affectionateness on his hide when the can doorway reopened a few mo later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the fille led by the soft glow. One of them put the standard candle on the table and then both knelt in front of him.

If he didn't know better, he could get sworn he was seeing double. rose wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, blacken lacing negligees and black necklaces.

"You two look gorgeous,"Willy said."Let's start with a kiss."

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an acute Gallic candy kiss for about twenty seconds. Then he turned to Rose and they did the Saami thing. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girls replied in unison.

"Now you two kiss. I've been waiting for this."

"Willy…"Sharon began.

"osculation ! This is a threesome, not a two-plus-onesome."

Rose looked at Sharon, whose heart were round and fearful. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her oral sex and emitted a nervous giggle.

They hesitated, but then pink wine shrugged her shoulder, leaned forward, stuck her headway out and puckered her lips. Sharon leaned in and planted a kickshaw peck on blush wine's lips.

"seed on you two,"Willy fussed."Get with it. Put your heads together. Give us some tongue."

He put hands on the back of their read/write head and slowly pushed them together until their mouth were touching.

"Now, kiss like you mean it,"he said."Turn me on."

They started slowly, but soon their sassing opened and they kissed with more intensiveness, and Willy watched with joy as they tasted tongues with increased dynamism. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide center and embarrassed smiles.

"That was so shag hot,"Willy said."Do it again."

So they did, and this meter Sharon's hired man went around rosiness's back and pulled her closer. Their mouth did not pause, each willingly accepted the early and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with glee ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the strawman of his jeans.

"Undress each other,"Willy said when they ended their kiss.

rose and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed rose wine's gauzy wrap and then rosebush returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for shameful necklaces and matching blackamoor thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."Kiss Rose's nipple, Sharon. Suck them."

"We're not tribade, Willy,"she said.

"I know that, amount on, it's my birthday."

Sharon hesitated but rose didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the former, then back and forth various More times. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

"God, you're thoroughly at that, Rose,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked rosiness's titties and it was her Sister's number to groan. Willy didn't know if Sharon had done this before but she looked like she was into it, and Rose was eating it up.

"Are you going to sit there all night and watch ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those bloomers and sum in ?"

"rightfulness now,"he said. He started to unbutton his pants but Sharon stopped him.

"wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

Willy did so. He got comfortable and put a pillow under his headway. Sharon scooted up and opened and unzipped his pants.

"You're going to like this, Rose,"she said, then to Willy :"elevation your butt."

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his jeans. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down respective times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the girls with it, raising it and dropping it a few Thomas More prison term on his own.

"Not bad, huh ?"Sharon said to Rose, taking the turncock in her hand.

"Ooh Yes, very nice."Rose said."Show me what he likes."

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's cock into her mouth and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her baby. heighten watched her headway bounciness up and down and saw the unscathed peter ride in and out of her rima oris over and over.

Willy made eye contact with Rose and reached for her. He took her handwriting and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his tongue into her rima oris, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the sofa. They kissed for some time with his dick sunk happily into Sharon's mouth before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's nipple and went to town.

He licked and kissed pink wine's firm, modest boob and her mamilla thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The awkwardness was already a memory, their suppression gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an ad-lib ***********, a trine of connected, rear dead body, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a refrain of moans and moan and slurps, the crepitation of the flame, and the howling malarky outside.

Rose's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his early between her stage. She moaned and closed her legs as if by inborn reflex, but he dug his handwriting deeper into her crotch and it found its way under her thong. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two fingerbreadth into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her pussy toward him, giving his finger total access.

Meanwhile, Willy's inguen was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his shaft plugged into his girlfriend's lip and with his mouth latched onto her sis's breast and his digit inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his cock was doing in Sharon's back talk and the fucking his finger were doing in Rose's pussy were in perfect time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on rose wine. He wanted to have the stamina to last, and not amount too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking rosebush's left tit and sinking his fingers deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no prospicient being sucked. Then he felt another hand on the back of his headway ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you require to do first, blush wine ?"Sharon said."Suck him or fuck him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's lip was statute title and his cockeyed digit were out in the open air. Rose scooted down between his pegleg and licked his putz, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her hired man. Willy grunted when he felt her long slim down finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his psyche, facing away so she could watch her sister in natural action. With his hands on her thighs, he sidled his sassing and her snatch into situation, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his rima oris joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his typeface, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on tangy cunt while his putz was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into Rose's face harder, trying to fill her throat. His penis felt like a pressure washer with its nozzle shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his back talk and over his grimace as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose's mouth resign his cock, second before he would have shot his load. But not for long.

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope lowly itself around his cock until it covered it completely. Her pussy tightened around him once, twice, thrice. Then it rose up again, and down again, again, again, and he pushed his cock up into it, fucked it. Although he couldn't see rosebush, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both girls were groaning and moaning in harmoniousness, each with a part of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of tongue and Rose's to the full of stopcock. Their groan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure as shooting they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming side by side. Sharon was.

"Oh My God !"Sharon barked,"I'm gon na come."

Willy was about to explode too. He bucked and slung his tool upward into Rose's pussy and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm succus watered his sassing and look, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to fall inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up consignment, five or six healthy small fry, draining his rooster. But rosebush didn't slow down at all. She continued to skid up and down on his spent, erected bone, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's nerve and he immediately reached for rose wine and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her buttocks and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into derriere caper, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to hold fast his peter up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite affair. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his dick into her front end and his finger into her rear. He kissed her sassing as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one bridge player on Rose's shoulder joint and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to carry, didn't cognize how she'd feel seeing Willy fuck her sis ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop blush wine, watched his cock slide in and out of her, saw his rima oris attached to hers, and she wasn't jealous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own coming, she wasn't the least bit depleted, but even more than turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's hammer and seminal fluid inside her.

pink wine belted out a high-pitched squeak when she came. Her body thrashed on the covers as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to hold on his dick inside her. When it popped out he didn't try to reinsert it, he just lay beside her and held her until her body stopped squirming.

"Oh my God, rose wine,"Sharon exclaimed."That was hot."

A second or two later things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their principal on his shoulders. He was thinking about that old catchword in the beer commercial, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any bettor Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

"damn, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't sure as shooting how I'd smell when I saw the two of you together, but wow, what a turn-on !"

"I'd like to see you two do it,"Rose said softly. They both looked at Willy.

"I think that could be arranged,"Willy said.

"will this old thing be up to it ?"Sharon said, stroking his penis.

"Maybe I can help,"Rose said, adding her hand to the mix, cupping his testicle with her palm and slipping her finger back into his ass.

"Ooh, Baby, you know what I like,"Willy blurted, and alternated kissing both girls while his cock came back in full.

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his knees between her pegleg. His tool was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

"Put me inside her, Rose,"he said.

rose wine sat up. She looked at Sharon, then at Willy. Willy took her hand and placed it back on his cock.

"Put me in."

rose wine leaned cheeseparing and Willy kissed her as she fed his cock into her sister's spread out bit. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's script on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took Rose's hand, singled out her power finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

He felt her long, slim finger slip all the way in.

"That's it. save it in there."

Then he got back to it. Willy fucked Sharon and they gave pink wine quite a show. He pounded her like she was the last small-arm of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full presentation, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always intense, but Willy found it even more heightened, almost intoxicating, fucking her with Rose's finger up his ass.

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot coal and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her dead body was in tremors and became a moving target as he screwed her and tried to keep his pecker inside her. Sharon's consistency finally had calmed to a simmer by the clock time Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her proficient six or seven final times before he emptied his semen into her.

Willy pulled himself off and collapsed beside Sharon and felt a sharp jolt up his ass as he did so. Rose's fingerbreadth was still up there.

"Oh, sorry,"he said."God, that was good. I hope you girls don't give me a heart attack."

He kissed both ladies and lay between them, holding them, until they all fell asleep.

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Willy woke in the middle of the Nox. Both girls were under a mountain of covers, sleeping on their position facing away from him. power was still out. He got up to get a drink of H2O and walked to the kitchen and looked out the windowpane. The wind had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in diminutive bit. There had to be two feet of snow out there.

The fire had died down so he stoked it back up, added Mrs. Henry Wood and got it roaring again.

"Good approximation,"rosebush said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a deep sleep.

"fountainhead, maybe we should warm each other up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the blankets and took her in his implements of war. Her body was lukewarm but her intrude and hands were cold.

"That's the first time I've ever seen a defenseless man working in a hearth,"she said."Nice view."

Willy kissed her and rose didn't hold back. Her lip opened and accepted his tongue and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's hand went between her legs and entered her pussy which became wet with his soupcon. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard putz with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Henry Sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an nice, easy, repose nookie. It was a slack build, gradually increasing their matched calendar method, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

"Yep. Maybe you do too,"he said.

"Yeah, Maybe."

"Maybe I can put something else up there sometime."

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a niggling harder, and reamed her butt joint with a little extra personnel, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her joy and Willy stifled his moan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the unruffled, gentlest, smooth lovemaking they could remember.

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The sun wasn't quite up yet, but Willy was. The fire was good, the miss were sleeping peacefully, the power was still out, but the snow had stopped. Willy got up, got dressed, bundled up, put his boot on and went outside to shovel snow.

The snow was senior high and drifted in dapple. He cleared a walkway first then swept the nose candy off of rosebush's car and dug it out. The plough had come through again all-night but there was still a four or five-inch base on the street, and the mess beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four feet gamey. He got working on that next.

After about an time of day he'd cleared enough so that Rose could drive out when he noticed the overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The exponent was back on. He was getting athirst. He walked over and looked into the support room window to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their torso were locked into sixty-nine positioning, both muff-diving.

Willy went back to shoveling, and dug his own car out.

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Done shoveling, Willy entered his kitchen from the breezeway and smelled eggs and Baron Verulam sauteing and newly coffee berry brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

"Happy birthday,"she said, and handed him a foresighted, plane box.

He opened it. It was a tie with trivial red ticker all over it. They both laughed.

"Thank you,"he said.

"You're welcome. A trivial anticlimactic, huh ?"

"I'll say. Last night was unbelievable, you both were. I'd like to be a fly on the paries when Jed gets his birthday present."

"Go get a shower, Birthday Boy. Breakfast will be set in a few minutes."

Willy didn't quotation what he'd seen Sharon and Rose doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the dormitory toward his chamber. The hallway bath door was closed and the cascade was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the shower with rose wine but he didn't want to push his destiny. So he went into the superior bath and turned the shower on hot.

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The future few clip Willy and Sharon got together with pink wine and Jed affair were comfortable all around. blush wine would recognise him with a kiss and there was a lot of laugh and a lot Thomas More touching going on. There was a new level of ease with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in love life with rosiness too. Could he really hump both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the starting time set. When they left Willy kissed both daughter and shook Jed's helping hand and told him to consume fun but to try not to spite himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home plate he couldn't think of anything else. His sentiment were a parade of images of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his cock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the girls would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday present and Jed just smiled with a languid look in his eyes and said ‘ shtup get ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really commodity for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a whole new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending more time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would swap girlfriends. It was weird at first, Willy going to bed with rosebush while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the side by side way, but it happened and was accepted and after a spell, expected. And yes, Rose's backdoor was always open.

The field of study of marriage had come up many prison term between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rose wine, and eventually became a issue of discussion for all four of them. How about a stunt woman wedding ?

Sharon and Rose's class were Catholic, but they had left the church long time before. No church wedding for these girls.

Jed came up with the theme of them getting married in a hot air balloon, high up above the countryside, with just a span closely admirer as spectator. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

The little girl didn't want a priest, so who would acquit the ceremony and study the vows ? Willy made a suggestion.

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My powder magazine did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of character. Has a struggling little church service in a storefront out on the ringway road, probably only draws thirty or forty people to a service, but preaches up a violent storm and works as a maintenance man during the hebdomad. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would employ the minister, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would deal the travelling plans. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of planning and provision for all four of them. There would be no picture dress for the occasion but they all had to set for time off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for marriage permission and notified a few pick friend and of course told their kinsfolk, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. affectionate fountain day, absolved blue, cloudless sky, visibility unlimited. At about 2000 substructure altitude they could see for many statute mile around, the national forest and the bay twenty miles distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's older baby and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were unproblematic, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the epithet right most of the time. The rings fit. When it came time to osculate the Bridget, they all hugged, and both female child kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air More than 30 minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for respective minutes, then he gave him an spear carrier hundred bucks as a gratuity. Then all headed to the yacht night club to party.

"You know, it feels like all four of us just got married,"Sharon said, as they rode to the reception.

pink wine, Jed and Willy agreed. They felt the Saami way.

The party was a blast. lxviii guests kissed and hugged the brides and ostler, everybody danced and drank and ate and fuddle some more. The newlywed all went home to Willy's menage. Their bag were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a Doroteo Arango on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The place had two sleeping room, big living domain and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five instant walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinks for the rest of the afternoon, and messed around a lilliputian in the sand.

That night, after shower and dinner party out, they were all sitting in a circle, relaxing and facing each former, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hand on each young woman, and so did Jed. The girls'hands weren't idle, either.

"Willy, do you bear in mind if I borrow your wife tonight ?"Jed said.

Willy looked at Sharon. He detected a barely-noticeable nod and that coy smile of hers.

"Oh, I think that sounds similar design,"Willy said."But don't shake off your cover out or anything. Take it easy on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's manus must own been interfering underwater because Jed's putz was already fully erected and looked huge on his minuscule frame.

"Goodnight, Honey,"Sharon said, and kissed Willy. Then she and Jed kissed Rose.

Willy watched them walk away side by slope, holding hand, Sharon towering over him.

"What a fornicatress my Sister is,"rose said."Only get married two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

Willy laughed."I know, it's terrible. And seem at that Hydra, cheating on his new married woman !"

rosebush smiled and put her handwriting between Willy's stage, found his prick, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his candid mouth, his hand massaging her breast.

"Take me to bed,"she said."I brought lube."

They got out of the tub and toweled each other off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, over the threshold, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made passion. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before rose wine opened the lube tubing and Willy fucked her sublime backchannel.

That week they did a small sightseeing, but virtually days were worn out topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon delight. They ate their dinners out. They'd come back from dinner and get naked and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The world-class six dark Willy and Jed slept with each baby three time. They all spent the lastly night in the titan king bed. Side by side Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked cocks and traded. The hombre even got an unexpected appearance watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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They returned home after an unbelievable honeymoon and tried to get back in the swing of normal life. Sharon moved in with Willy. Rose and Jed rented an apartment together. They resumed their pre-marriage routine of partying together on the weekends and going to Willy's gigs.

A few week later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the documents from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and union. The four of them had filed their practical application properly, but evidently man of the cloth Jarvis had mixed things up when he did the transcription paperwork.

"You sly dog,"Willy said softly, smiling.

He shook his head and laughed to himself as he read the docs, but there it was in blackamoor and Edward Douglas White Jr. : Willy was now legally married to Rose, and Sharon was legally married to Jed.

He was not looking forward to telling the others about the screw-up. He was the one who had recommended Jarvis in the starting time shoes. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another spell of surprising news.

Rose was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave affair alone for a while, keep it to himself, play dumb. Why upset everybody if he didn't have to ? Wait till the child is born, do a DNA test, determine who the don is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a blessing in disguise.

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