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

Willy had just made a prank, saying that Sharon and her Sister rosebush looked so much alike, if he were to get over to their planetary house in the iniquity he would have to kiss both of them to figure out who was who.

"We don't share our men !"blush wine said, when Willy told her about the joke.

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

-- --

Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in VA. They were both assigned to the same residence hall as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sense of wit and were both musicians and loved the same kinds of music. They roomed together for the whole four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism Major and Mormon State studied electronic computer science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and freshwater bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first nighttime they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same melodic line and wrote some of their own and could improvise together and play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was blink of an eye karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling gig on and off campus for extra money.

Utah was not his literal name ; his real figure was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on malarky and blues. But one nighttime a clump of guys from the dorm were in the sofa watching an NBA game on TV, Washington versus Beehive State. The guys were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Utah Jazz used to be the New Orleans malarky way back when before they moved to UT ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right, and everybody started calling him Utah after that, and the nickname had stuck. For the adjacent four years he was introduced as Mormon State and many hoi polloi he knew never even learned his real name.

In addition to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computing machine and medicine, Utah was a human encyclopedia of euphony trifle, especially rock music and peal. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would contain triviality competition where the correct response earned resign beer. The guys would go to these trivia nights and Utah would roll in the hay every ace answer and they'd drink all Night for free. It didn't take long before Mormon State was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the answer to his brother and they would all choose turns giving the right resolution and get the dislodge drinks. Eventually UT and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in eatery, bars and clubs, and it provided a prissy moment income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer programmer in the urban center while Willy worked for a magazine in a townsfolk about an hour away. Being in two different towns gave them opportunities to book lance over a wide area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to playact the same places too often. They liked their occupation, but they liked playing medicine evenings and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe benefits were neat : the women.

After a few twelvemonth Mormon State got married and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple extended relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday dark they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small town about a 15 minute movement from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a lowly room with a long L-shaped bar covering two entire walls, a few tables, an sphere 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 conditions turned speculative, with the rain pouring in torrents and spread out hell dust and lightning. There were only seven or eight mass in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Utah played as they usually did and made Isaac Mayer Wise chap in between song, joking about the weather and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the degree were two Pres Young ma'am who were enjoying the show. Willy was the wittier one on point and he noticed that they laughed at all his jokes. Especially the slim brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their first break. Their public figure were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being well-disposed to Kim, and they exchanged line batting order, but Willy was very attract to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's consistence, longsighted and angle, with yearn dark, teased fuzz and big browned center, a tone Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her boots to her blue jean to her skin-tight sweater. Her pap were modest, her ass was fine, and her nose was on the large face and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her branch apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious crotch from the stage.

Willy started talking to them from the stage, including them in his banter, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of drinks. During one of Utah's unaccompanied bit he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his succeeding break talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smiling and a near mother wit of humor but was not extremely talkative, not quick to spread up. She often answered questions with questions. But Willy did find out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college grad and a cross-file nanny. She worked fully time as a school nurse, and part time as a plate health nurse.

Sometime during their in conclusion set the rainfall had stopped. Willy had gone to the public convenience and then to the office to talk to the owner. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

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

-- --

About an minute later Willy and Beehive State were chilling in Willy's aliveness room drinking beer and listening to medicine. They talked about the gig, the lousy crowd and the two miss, and Willy lamented about missing the luck to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock call from the sixties and seventies when ‘ On The road Again'by Canned oestrus came out of the Speaker. Just a hebdomad or so before Willy had been reading a rock and roll and roll book he had on his ledge right there in his living room and had learned a small fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

"You know something that I never knew until recently, Beehive State ?"Willy said."That ‘ On The Road Again'was a top forty hit for Canned passion before ‘ Going Up The Country ’.

"No, it wasn't,"Beehive State said, after a curt menstruum of thought.

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

There was a quiet between them for a moment 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 king of rock and axial motion trivia. Did he really opine he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pockets were full of immediate payment from the gig.

"A century dollars,"Utah said.

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

"Right."

"okay, Utah, you are the trivium Guru. The Big high mallow, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the mass, The plectrum of the mob, The pick of the crop, The Swami, The Riley B King. Before I take your money, you must hump 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 sofa and walked over to the bookcase not ten fundament away. He picked up a Holy Scripture from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared softback titled ‘ The hoarding Holy Writ of Top forty Hits ’. He opened the Koran and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in pitch-dark and white : ‘ On The road Again'debuted in the Top Forty in Sept 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in December later that year.

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

Utah's centre grew into round down dish as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlight. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the playscript with a confused flavor on his face.

"I warned you, UT,"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.

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

"Hey, Beehive State, let me ask you a doubtfulness. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her business plug-in, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"okay, good,"Willy said."Tell you what. cry Kim on Monday and get Sharon's phone number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll cry 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 serve 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."

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

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

"Okay. 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,"Beehive State said."She said they were going to come 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 number, but he was also glad for another understanding. He didn't really want to take Beehive State's money ; he had a wife and two kids at home and could use the duplicate dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday Night. She picked justly up. He asked if Sharon was habitation. 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 expect his cry. He said he wanted to ask for her number Sat night but she got away. She said you weren't quick enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. Well, I have your issue now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was happy he had her figure, and she said yes, she was sword lily he had it.

"Kim said your champion Utah called her for you. Why didn't you call her yourself ?"Sharon asked.

"wellspring, UT had talked to Kim more, I was interest in you. And he had kept her business organization bill. And, it's kind of a risible story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollar, and Mormon 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 postulate his money because he's a great admirer and has a kin to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your number for me we would scream it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other dark and would like to do more than of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your telephone number price me a one hundred horse, 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 design to go to dinner Thursday night.

-- --

Sharon lived on the class farm in a two bedroom bungalow she shared with her babe pink wine. It used to house farm prole but the Sister had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to pick her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the reverse direction from where he was planning to take 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 family was in a skillful neighborhood and located in the heart of a condom no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his family for that first of all date, right on prison term and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the apparel was insouciant, and he had on a pair of Dockers and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jump suit with a zipper down the straw man to her navel and blue air pump. It showed off her crotch and bum in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimal touch of eye makeup and her lip rouge and pinpoint polish matched her dark-brown center and fuzz, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look large !"he said.

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

He also realized for the first time how grandiloquent Sharon was. She'd been seated on a dejection at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

"tinker's damn, you're tall ! What are you, five-eight, five-nine ?"

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

"the pits, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six foot grandiloquent and my last lady friend was five-three. I'm tired of dating midgets."

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a half-hour crusade to the restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would bear some time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her sentence to make relaxed and get comfortable so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to play out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got well-off she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could blab out up a blue run. They had a drink at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many laughs. He could feel eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole drive back to the house. She answered every interrogative sentence and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her babe Rose, who was a year younger, in a little house on the farm. The family was only about lxxv yards from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too finish for puff, she said. She also had an one-time sister and an older buddy, both married. She worked days as a school nurse for ten months of the year, and made household calls as a home health harbor part-time during the school year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the other night.

By the time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to eff him, and she could order 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 pin-up time but she had an other morning meeting with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that Rose 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 pratfall into a mistake of too a good deal too soon and possibly laying waste affair. So they said goodnight with their brim and clapper. They made plans for a secondly escort and Willy's hawkshaw felt like a fence stake when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their third date the kisses goodbye were getting foresightful and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the side by side time.

Willy had a Sat night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht baseball club. They would be playing in the sofa after the club held their annual installing of officers in the adjacent meeting mansion house. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the leghorn and their wives and girlfriends and paramour got drink in and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a friend, he would get them passes.

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

"Come as you are. You always look mythological. But you better not wear that blue jump suit. I may not be able to keep in line myself. I might have to unzip the tinker's dam thing."

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big glass doors of the lounge were all-inclusive spread out and the guys were set up outdoors on the cut through deck. They were nearing the end of their outset set when the young woman showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, improbable and refined. And she was wearing the Amytal jumpsuit.

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

"You are pretty brave out to tire out that jumpsuit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able to act myself."

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

The gig was a really party. The club penis were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising Inferno. Kim found herself a sailor to romance with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the trend of the eventide Willy noticed that the slide fastener on the front line of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open air down to her tit. Her bosom were not large, so there was footling cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

"Yes,"Sharon said, and squeezed his bridge player tightly.

Willy was happy to hear that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two cars. After he had loaded his geared wheel, Sharon followed him out of the lot. Kim's car was still there. She was out partying on one of the yachts.

-- --

Willy pulled into his driveway, Sharon right nates. He locked the car and didn't even bother to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

Standing closely at the return, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to toast. She said no, she was fine. Willy poured a deoxyephedrine of water and took a duo gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his arms around her. Her Robert Brown eyes were big and round and stared into his.

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

He put his oral fissure to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his clapper into her mouth. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed inscrutable and severe. They had made out heavily at the end of their last appointment and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her knocker and against her clammy fork and she had held his case-hardened turncock through the cotton of his bloomers. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't forcefulness affair so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the nighttime, it was time to get horizontal with her new buff, and get her brain screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the manse and into his sleeping room. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest background and turned to face her. He ran his fingers gently through her hair and along her jaws and cervix and shoulders.

"I think you are so hot,"he said, and kissed her. He traced his fingers over the exposed flesh from her shoulder joint to her pectus."You need serve with this zip ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her navel. He slid his manus under the shoulders of the suit and slipped them over her arms. The suit fell to the storey and she was naked except for a black thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need assist with this zip fastener ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the pressure of his shaft against the framework of his pants. There was no need for an answer.

He wore no rap. She unsnapped his knickers and pulled his zip down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His putz sprung up, gruelling and foresightful. It was bigger than other stopcock she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as much of a cocksucker, 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 slow build of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite physical structure 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 care about the orderliness of things.

It felt big and warm in Sharon's mouth. She palmed his ballock 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 cries of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head apparent movement, floating up and down, and took her long locks in his hired hand and pulled them back so he could improve see her case. With his hands on the rear of her headland he held her, giving his cock a stationary target, and he fucked her surface mouth. Swing after swing his cock delved deeper until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a thoroughly auditor. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his mouth and they did a one-thirty-second tongue suck while she held his well cock in her hired hand.

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

Her sassing went to his cervix, to his shoulders, kissing him, and she licked his breast and nibbled his nipple and kissed his flat 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 time. Willy's sighs of joy burst into moan of delight when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral military group, like she was trying to open up a clogged drainage. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could watch her sweet, hungry mouthpiece at work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his groin into her face as she sucked his woodpecker and squeezed his desegregate nuts.

Sharon felt his fist twist in her whisker, tweaking her head to the left. She soon knew why. With a cutthroat grunt his body 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 net jolt. It was a drive head-fuck, with his rooster in deeper and his chunk kissing her sassing, and the hot charge and taste perception of his come. He unloaded with each jet and gradually his climax subsided. Her sass kept playing his electric organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her mouth from his cock. There was sperm on her chin and the corners of her mouth.

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

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

Their glossa swam in his salty glibness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked anatomy. He felt her boob and pinched her hardy mammilla, house and rubbery and ready. He kissed her neck and sucked on her ear lobe. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his spit on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her fingers on the cover of his head.

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

"Bring out the C. H. Best in me,"she said.

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other paw was like a mine sweeper gliding over her aerodynamic upper dead body and working its way Confederate States. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper body was quivering like a arena of hot pud as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his handwriting slip under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel open for job. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were bloom with her crotch. He yanked her thong aside and covered her provoke clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a lodge shoat when he sucked her turgid instrument into his lip. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burping gun. Instantly she was humping his boldness as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the reverse applied violence of her clit being sucked outward and his fingerbreadth being jammed into her having the unite effect of driving her sylphlike consistence over the frenzied edge.

Sharon was a scorcher. Willy was glad the Windows were closed so none of the neighbour would call the copper. Her body continued to worm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her button felt plump in his sassing, and hot, like a cayenne pepper popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to arrive big !"

Willy slipped his free manus under her fluttering ass and squeezed her buttock in time with his sucking. Four or five more thrusts was all it took.

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

She came like a cask tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her tenacious legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her sacking was not a trickle or a spray, but an even current of cum filling her snatch, surrounding Willy's finger and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his brim and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his sassing from her glans and wasted no clip getting into position. It was time to hump. His dick felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grille too long and was ready to burst. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his swollen member slipped inside her. Her greasy snatch welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet walls tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

He started slowly, swinging his groin into hers, wanting to take his clock time. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the pace, slinging her private parts into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could finger her bulwark sucking his cock as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every hefty plunge of their sync dead body. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddleback saddle horn to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a tight ass and there wasn't a lot of loose anatomy hanging around, so he dug his finger deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a loud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a finger into her son of a bitch for a more self-colored grip.

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

Willy covered her backtalk with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her ears and chewed her lobes and sucked her cervix as he continued to throw his dead body into hers and worked his cock and finger into her recondite points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger up her tail end. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her kitty from the front. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. But after a couple more minutes of the double drilling she knew : she wasn't going, she was coming !

"Oh shit,"she said, short of breath."I'm going to total again."

Willy stepped it up a pass. He threw his integral body weight behind each plunge, jamming his peter and middle fingerbreadth into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her orgasm was another shaking, twisty contortion of convulsing physical body. Screeching in tongues, arms and legs jerking this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the tool inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and retain his tools fully inserted until at last her body rested.

"Was that as practiced as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a time of hush repose.

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's nil wrong. In fact, everything is capital. But if my car isn't in front of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will worry that something happened to me. I don't want to worry them."She kissed him."Last dark was wonderful."

"Will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her manus on her hips."You better,"she said.

-- --

So, Willy's sex life 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 chance she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where several Nox a week they would shoot down each other up in bed. Sometimes they would do it almost to exhaustion. They'd sleep. 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 lull, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an fauna. The quiet, shy single were the hottest and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular girl he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her doorway was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a bawd in bed. She was a whore on the floor, on the couch, 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 fuck her in a corn whiskey field on the mob farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short-circuit skirt to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a ring break. Another sentence he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his gigs and susurration dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ hurry up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to fare in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to lap up your chunk ’, ‘ I want to sit on your aspect ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was happy he had a guitar to obscure his erection. But Sharon turned the gig into parties, and would contribute a crowd. She'd bring friends and ask for people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The first metre blush wine came to a gig Willy did a two-bagger take. From across the way she could ingest been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same innocuous farm-bred way that Sharon was.

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

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

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

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

rose wine had the same yearn brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple on column inch shorter than Sharon, but had the same lean soundbox, lowly tits and precious fanny. And her nose was straight. Her fellow was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but short, a couple inches shorter than Rose. They hadn't been seeing each other for that tenacious when Willy met them, but they were respectable together, and they loved to party and dance.

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

Both duad had unanimous relationships and good sex lives. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a week, but as Willy got to bed pink wine better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the Saami variety of vibration off of her. He would often slip glance at her, and frailty versa. But he knew by their business firm, identical replies to his ‘ joke ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One Nox Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her pass was resting on his shoulder and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

This seemed like a unusual instruction to Willy."Huh ?"he said.

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"Well, that's commodity isn't it ? A goodly sex life."

"Yes, our sex life is mulct. But that's all we do. I come to your house and we have sex."

"That's not unfeigned,"Willy said."We go out with friends, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your line of work, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cherry 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 matter would you like to do ?"

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

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

"okeh, 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 pair weeks later they were again lying in bed post-coitus.

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

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

"Ah, goose egg really,"he said."I'd ask for a hot-looking intimate human dynamo, but I already have one."He hugged her close.

"Oh, please,"she bemoaned."Come on, tell me. What do you need ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm serious. 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 shell on any sort of fabric natural endowment that he'd like to welcome. 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.

"Well, there is one thing that would blow 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 looney, never mind."

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

Willy took a deep breath."You really want to get laid ?"

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A deuce-ace,"Willy said.

Sharon was left with her sassing hanging unfold."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

"A trio ? Are you sober ? With you and me and what, another woman ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"fountainhead, you asked me."

"We don't part our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're more than than enough, Sharon. You're the best charwoman I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a query and I gave you an honest answer. It's a fancy. I knew you'd never go for it. forget it, get me a necktie."

Willy tried to put his munition 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 screw my babe !"She put her shirt on and carried her horseshoe in her hand and walked out.

Willy noticed she had left her thong. He held it to his olfactory organ and took a whiff. Nice.

"Aw, nookie,"he said to himself.

-- --

Sharon drove home plate in a seeing red. She lay in bed with her nous racing and she tossed and turned for a lot of the night.

The following day she got up the nerve to order blush wine. She was appalled when rosiness was not appalled. rose wine was variety of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her boyfriend wants to have it away her sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't nous it either.

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

"I know, I know. But Willy's attractive, and I'd never do it behind your dorsum, 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 chill to watch you and him fuck."

"You're serious !"

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

"You and me and…a leash 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 illusion. And we can make it get true up for both of them. And we're sisters, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her promontory. She thought about seeing rosiness fucking Willy, or sucking his stopcock. Would she see or participate ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would Rose like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty short, she'd never been with a guy that forgetful before, would it work ?

"So, what do you think ?"Rose asked.

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple days to call Sharon. He wanted her to have time to cool off. He had his apology cook. But he didn't need it.

"Okay,"Sharon said,"You'll get your birthday wish."

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

"I spoke to Rose. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is adjacent month and she wants to give way the Saami talent to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's okeh as long as you are prosperous doing it. Jed's in for a crazy ride ; he has no idea 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 biz on Fri night that they wanted to watch on Willy's big screen. So they decided they would all get together to watch over the game and afterwards Willy would get his birthday natural endowment and by midnight he'd be in one-seventh heaven.

Willy came home from work 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. rosebush and Sharon would be coming to his star sign separately. Sharon had a habitation health visit to realize somewhere way out in God's nation after she got off from her day job.

The snowfall had gotten heavier and was beginning to bind. The weather forecast was calling for a John Roy Major wintertime storm. climb up arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful gust of wintry air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed snow off the shoulders of her coat and helped her out of it and string up it in the closet.

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

Willy poured Rose a methamphetamine of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the living elbow room. He put on some music and Rose sat on the couch and they talked while he built a fervency in the fireplace. He had brought woodwind in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pile was now covered with several column inch of snow and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an extra nursing home visit to an elderly couple. Willy heard the idle words blowing external and through the window saw lightning flash bulb in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow tempest before.

Once the flaming was roaring it was meter to fill again their drinks. The low one had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined Rose on the sofa. They were quiet for a mo, a picayune uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"blush wine, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her phone routine ?"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 numeral. I was sitting right here later that nighttime and Utah was in the chair and we made a bet about a piece of music of medicine trivia, and I won. A one hundred dollar mark. But Utah had gotten Kim's business scorecard, so I told him if he'd birdcall Kim and get Sharon's routine for me, he could maintain the money."

"Wow, really ?"rosiness said."A hundred dollars. You must bear really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were silent again for a short sentence as the music played softly. Then Willy spoke.

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

"What ?"

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

pink wine stared at her wineglass and twirled the bow in her fingers.

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

"No, it's okay,"Rose said, putting her hand on his arm."I'm glad you told me. I've had alike thinking. 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 storm 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 brainsick and I told her she'd never go for it, to block it, but she kept after me."

"I'm gladiolus you did. We've never done this before. But the only if way I could justify it in my mind is if we give Jed the same birthday nowadays. I know he'll like the idea."

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

"I remember that night. I remember thinking how favourable Sharon was."

Rose's hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a little plot of footsie. He covered her hired hand 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 hand between his legs as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those backtalk parted and their tongues got into the act. Their mouth loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a fleshy volume into a rigid rod. rose wine removed her hand.

"We skillful postponement,"she said.

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

"It's not your routine birthday gift."

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

Rose 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 last shout and there was a invertebrate foot of snow already and no signal of it slowing. Her ship's company was sending mortal with a four roulette wheel drive to blame her up and campaign her over.

Willy looked out the window. The cars looked like heavyweight C piles. The snow was punishing and blowing sideways in the jazz. boastfully icicles hung low off of the major power crease like stalactites and the wires drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the fold splitting the seat of her jeans as she left the room. He shook his fountainhead in esteem and imagined pulling off her bloomers and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when Rose returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another drink and went back to the living room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game clock time. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to save his men to himself.

The wind was howling alfresco, and the snow was piling up. The plow had come through the vicinity once already, but there was already three or four to a greater extent inch accumulated on the road surface.

About ten minutes into the game the brightness in the house flickered and the power went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a whiteout exterior, all the houses in spate were nighttime. The lines were down. He could see sparks popping out of a transformer on a rod a few houses down from his.

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

He gathered a torch and candle and matches from the pantry. He lit a few standard candle and placed them in diverse position around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

"This house has electric heat. It's going to get low temperature tonight. I think we'll all be sleeping here by the flak,"Willy said.

He went to the linen paper closet and brought out every comfort and mantle and tack and comforter he had and brought them into the living way. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to have a nice comfy cuddle for three,"he said.

headlight shone through the moving picture window. They looked out and saw a landrover coming, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front of the theatre. They went out on the breezeway. The landrover couldn't turn into the cause, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the incline into a high bank. They watched Sharon climb over the bank and slog through the drifting blow along the duration of the drive.

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

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

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

"That damn landrover didn't have any heating system,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The power's out here,"Rose said."We'll all be sleeping on the level in front of the flack tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got drinks and went into the bread and butter room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in sinister, just like the dark they'd met. Damn, she knows how to move around me on, he thought. Rose got meddlesome laying out the blankets and comfort and pillows in battlefront of the fireplace while Willy stoked the attack and added another log. He didn't want to have to mess up around with the fire when the literal fireworks started going off.

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

"No electricity, no game to look out,"Willy said."We were just waiting on you."

They made tab chat for a few minutes. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was quick, and she answered that she was. She picked up a taper and the girls walked across the way and took a shopping bag out of the hall closet. Willy figured Sharon must experience left it there the final time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front line of the ardour and enjoying the crispy warmth on his skin when the john door reopened a few minute later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the daughter led by the soft glowing. One of them put the cd on the mesa and then both knelt in front man of him.

If he didn't know better, he could have sworn he was seeing double. Rose and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, bootleg lace negligees and pitch blackness necklaces.

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

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their lip parted as they touched and they shared an acute French people kiss for about twenty dollar bill seconds. Then he turned to rose wine and they did the Saami affair. 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.

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

blush wine looked at Sharon, whose centre were round and awful. pink wine smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her headland and emitted a anxious giggle.

They hesitated, but then blush wine shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her lips. Sharon leaned in and planted a delicacy muckle on Rose's lips.

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

He put hands on the back of their nous and slowly pushed them together until their lips were touching.

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

They started slowly, but soon their lip opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted knife with increased vigor. After maybe twenty seconds their school principal separated and they looked at each other with wide of the mark oculus and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this sentence Sharon's handwriting went around rosiness's back and pulled her finisher. Their mouths did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the other and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with hilarity ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the front 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's vapourous wrapper and then pink wine returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for fatal necklaces and matching lightlessness thongs.

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but Rose didn't. She bent her read/write head down and took Sharon's boob in her script and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth several more times. Sharon moaned softly as her mamilla were sucked.

"God, you're respectable at that, pink wine,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked rosebush's titties and it was her sister's turn to groan. Willy didn't know if Sharon had done this before but she looked like she was into it, and pink wine was eating it up.

"Are you going to sit there all nighttime and lookout ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those pants and join in ?"

"Right now,"he said. He started to unbutton his trouser but Sharon stopped him.

"Wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his blue jean. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down several times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the fille with it, raising it and dropping it a few more clip on his own.

"Not bad, huh ?"Sharon said to Rose, taking the cock 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 lust calfskin, showing off a bit for her sister. Rose watched her head bounce up and down and saw the whole prick drive in and out of her mouth over and over.

Willy made eye contact with rose and reached for her. He took her hired hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his tongue into her sassing, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the couch. They kissed for some time with his pecker sunk happily into Sharon's backtalk before Willy moved his lip to rose wine's tits and went to town.

He licked and kissed rose's house, modest breasts and her mammilla thickened and stiffened in his back talk. The unwieldiness was already a memory, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a picture acting out an spontaneous ***********, a trinity of connected, set up bodies, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of masking, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moans and moan and slurps, the crackling of the fire, and the ululation idle words outside.

rose's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her finisher, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his other between her pegleg. She moaned and closed her leg as if by reflex action, but he dug his hand 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's breadth total access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girl's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her sister's tits and his fingers inside her, his consistence was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his cock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his digit were doing in rose wine's kitty-cat were in complete metre. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on rosebush. He wanted to have the stamina to last, and not arrive too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking Rose's left tit and sinking his finger's breadth deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no longsighted being sucked. Then he felt another paw on the binding of his head word ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you want to do first, Rose ?"Sharon said."suck him or have a go at it him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's mouth was titless and his stiff finger were out in the open air. climb up scooted down between his branch and licked his pecker, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her mitt. Willy grunted when he felt her yearn slim finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could watch her sister in action. With his hands on her second joint, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his sassing joined her pickle gash.

With Sharon sitting on his face, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on lemony pussy while his cock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into Rose's face harder, trying to make full her throat. His member felt like a press washing machine with its nozzle shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his mouth and over his face as Willy licked her button and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt rose's speak vacate his pecker, mo before he would have shot his loading. But not for long.

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope humbled itself around his dick 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 Rose, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both fille were groaning and moaning in harmoniousness, each with a spell of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of spit and blush wine's full of cock. Their groan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty certainly they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her trunk shook, and Willy knew what was coming future. Sharon was.

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

Willy was about to set off too. He bucked and slung his cock upward into rosebush's snatch and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his oral fissure and face, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to issue forth inside her sister.

He released a enceinte, stored-up load, five or six good for you squirts, draining his peter. But Rose didn't decelerate down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected bone, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's face and he immediately reached for Rose 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's breadth up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into fag play, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to stick his shaft up a daughter's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's front-runner things. But rosiness seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his cock into her forepart and his finger into her back. He kissed her back talk as he fucked her, with Sharon at their incline with one hired hand on rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't know how she'd feel seeing Willy fuck her babe ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his rooster slide in and out of her, saw his mouth 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 turned-on, watching her baby close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's tool and seed inside her.

Rose belted out a high-pitched squeak when she came. Her physical structure thrashed on the covers as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to keep 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 minute or two later things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their drumhead on his articulatio humeri. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any Better Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

"red cent, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't sure enough 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 nuts with her palm and slipping her digit back into his ass.

"Ooh, sister, you know what I like,"Willy blurted, and alternated kissing both young lady while his shaft came back in full.

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his human knee between her stage. His prick was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

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

rosiness sat up. She looked at Sharon, then at Willy. Willy took her handwriting and placed it back on his cock.

"Put me in."

rosebush leaned close and Willy kissed her as she fed his putz into her baby's clear snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's helping hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rose's hired hand, singled out her index number digit and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

He felt her long, slight finger slew all the way in.

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

Then he got back to it. Willy fucked Sharon and they gave Rose quite a show. He pounded her like she was the finish piece of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, natural state, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full phase of the moon video display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always acute, but Willy found it even more heightened, almost intoxicating, fucking her with rosebush's fingerbreadth up his ass.

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

Willy pulled himself off and collapsed beside Sharon and felt a shrill jerking up his ass as he did so. rosebush's digit was still up there.

"Oh, sorry,"he said."God, that was serious. I hope you girls don't pass on me a eye attack."

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

-- --

Willy woke in the midriff of the night. Both girls were under a mountain of binding, sleeping on their incline facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a drink of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in tiny flakes. There had to be two groundwork of snow out there.

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

"good theme,"rosebush said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a deep sleep.

"well, maybe we should warm each early up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the mantle and took her in his blazon. Her body was lukewarm but her pry and hands were cold.

"That's the first clip I've ever seen a naked man working in a fireplace,"she said."Nice view."

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

"sweetness,"she said.

Their physical structure fell in an gracious, gentle, quiet nookie. It was a slow build, gradually increasing their matched regular recurrence, finally building into the rhythm section of sex. Willy slipped his digit 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 trivial harder, and reamed her stern with a little superfluous military group, and they came almost simultaneously, and rose murmured her pleasance and Willy stifled his groan into her haircloth, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentlest, suave lovemaking they could remember.

-- --

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

The snow was high and drifted in spots. He cleared a paseo first then swept the play false off of Rose's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch radical on the street, and the nap beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four feet high. He got working on that next.

After about an minute he'd cleared enough so that rose could labor out when he noticed the overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living room windowpane to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awaken alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into sixty-nine lieu, 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 bacon frying and fresh burnt umber brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

"Happy natal day,"she said, and handed him a recollective, flat box.

He opened it. It was a tie with minuscule red center all over it. They both laughed.

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

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

Willy didn't acknowledgment what he'd seen Sharon and Rose doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the residence hall toward his bedroom. The hallway toilet door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a indorse about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to push his hazard. So he went into the master bath and turned the exhibitioner on hot.

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The next few times Willy and Sharon got together with rosiness and Jed affair were comfortable all around. pink wine would greet him with a candy kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot Sir Thomas More touching going on. There was a new degree of relaxation 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 beloved with rose too. Could he really love both ?

The Night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that Nox and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both female child and shake Jed's hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went habitation he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of persona of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his stopcock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the girl would ask for when their birthday rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday present and Jed just smiled with a dreamy feel in his eyes and said ‘ ass amazing ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really thoroughly for a dwarf ’.

The four of them reached a all new level of amour after that, and they all began spending to a greater extent time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one Night Willy and Jed would swop girl. It was weird at starting time, Willy going to bed with rose while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the next room, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, rose wine's back entrance was always open.

The subject of marriage had come up many clock time between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rosiness, and eventually became a topic of discussion for all four of them. How about a treble wedding ?

Sharon and Rose's menage were Catholic, but they had left the church service years before. No church wedding for these girls.

Jed came up with the idea of them getting married in a hot air balloon, high up above the countryside, with just a couple shut supporter as witness. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

The young lady didn't want a priest, so who would conduct the ceremony and read the vows ? Willy made a suggestion.

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My powder store did a feature a few calendar month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but sort of geek. Has a struggling slight church service in a shopfront out on the electrical shunt road, probably only draws thirty or forty multitude to a avail, but preaches up a storm and works as a sustenance man during the week. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would lease the minister, Jed would dress for the balloon. They chose a Sabbatum about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would handle the travel design. The bozo would pay for it all, of course.

The succeeding few weeks were a whirlwind of planning and readiness for all four of them. There would be no fancy dress for the juncture but they all had to order for meter off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for man and wife licenses and notified a few choice acquaintance and of course told their families, 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 hymeneals day was fit for a storybook. warmly spring day, clear blue, cloudless sky, visibility outright. At about 2000 substructure altitude they could see for many naut mi around, the national forest and the bay twenty Roman mile distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and rosiness's Old baby and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the gens right about of the time. The ringing fit. When it came prison term to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both little girl kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air more than thirty minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several moment, then he gave him an special 100 sawhorse as a gratuity. Then all headed to the Yacht Club to company.

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

Rose, Jed and Willy agreed. They felt the Saami way.

The party was a bang. 68 guests kissed and hugged the Bride and stableman, everybody danced and drank and ate and imbibe some more. The newlyweds all went home to Willy's house. Their base were packed. They would be getting up early in the good morning to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the hangout in mid-afternoon. The female child had rented a Pancho Villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The place had two bedroom, large living arena and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five second walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum boozing for the residuum of the afternoon, and messed around a small in the sand.

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

"Willy, do you mind if I borrow your married woman tonight ?"Jed said.

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

"Oh, I think that sounds corresponding plan,"Willy said."But don't hold your spinal column out or anything. Take it easily on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must give been busy underwater because Jed's putz was already fully erected and looked Brobdingnagian on his minuscule frame of reference.

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

Willy watched them take the air away face by side, holding hands, Sharon towering over him.

"What a slut my baby is,"rosiness said."Only espouse two Clarence Day and she's already cheating on her husband."

Willy laughed."I know, it's terrible. And wait at that ophidian, cheating on his new wife !"

rosebush smiled and put her hand between Willy's legs, found his tool, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open mouth, his hand massaging her breast.

"necessitate 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 doorsill, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made love. 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 opened the lubricating substance thermionic tube and Willy fucked her empyreal backchannel.

That week they did a little sightseeing, but nigh sidereal day were washed-out topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon joy. They ate their dinner out. They'd come back from dinner and get bare and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The first six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sis three prison term. They all spent the last dark in the titan king bed. Side by face Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked turncock and traded. The guy wire even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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They returned place after an unbelievable honeymoon and tried to get back in the swing of normal lifespan. Sharon moved in with Willy. rosiness 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 weeks later Willy discovered an worry fact. He checked the text file from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and union. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently man of the cloth Jarvis had unify things up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his headland and laughed to himself as he read the doc, but there it was in black and blank : 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 first of all home. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

rosebush was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave matter alone for a patch, keep it to himself, bring dumb. Why upset everybody if he didn't have to ? Wait till the sister is born, do a DNA test, determine who the father is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a approving in disguise.

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