FARMER'S daughter

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

Willy had just made a joke, saying that Sharon and her sister pink wine looked so much alike, if he were to occur over to their sign of the zodiac in the wickedness he would have to kiss both of them to figure out who was who.

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

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

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Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Saami student residence as entrant and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sense of temper and were both player and loved the same variety of music. They roomed together for the whole four twelvemonth and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism Major and Utah studied computer scientific discipline, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very maiden night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same tunes and wrote some of their own and could extemporize together and act as off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was inst karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling gig on and off campus for extra money.

Utah was not his actual gens ; his actual name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on idle words and blues. But one night a bunch of guy rope from the dorm were in the lounge watching an NBA game on TV, Washington D.C. versus Beehive State. The hombre 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 siege of Orleans malarky way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right field, and everybody started calling him Utah after that, and the moniker had stuck. For the next four years he was introduced as Mormon State and many people he knew never even learned his rattling name.

In summation to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computers and music, Utah was a human encyclopedia of music trivium, especially rock and roll. There were several streak near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would hold trivia contest where the redress answers earned free beer. The guy rope would go to these trivia nights and UT would know every unity answer and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take long before Beehive State was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the solvent to his buddies and they would all take turns giving the correct answers and get the disengage drinks. Eventually Mormon State and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing medicine as a duo in eating house, legal community and lodge, and it provided a nice second income for both of them. Beehive State worked as a computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an hour away. Being in two unlike township gave them chance to record spear over a wide country and be a piffling choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to play the Lapplander places too often. They liked their task, but they liked playing music eve and weekends even better. The money was good and the outer boundary benefits were great : the women.

After a few yr UT got tie and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple lead kinship, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday Nox they were playing at a property called Murph's, a pub in a humble town about a xv minute drive from Willy's firm. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to rule book the gig. It was a small way with a longsighted L-shaped bar covering two full wall, a few table, an country cleared for dancing and a petite stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned worse, with the pelting pouring in flood and disperse thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight multitude 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 wise sally in between song, joking about the conditions and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their first time out. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged line cards, but Willy was very attracted to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's body, long and lean, with farseeing shadow, teased haircloth and big brown eye, a expression Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her kick to her jean to her skintight sweater. Her tits were minor, her ass was fine, and her olfactory organ was on the vauntingly side and a bit corrupt, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar fecal matter with her stage apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious privates from the stage.

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

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a dependable common sense of sense of humour but was not extremely talkative, not quick to open up. She often answered questions with questions. But Willy did find out that she was XXV, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a record nurse. She worked full metre as a school nurse, and part meter as a home wellness nurse.

Sometime during their last set the rainwater had stopped. Willy had gone to the public convenience and then to the office 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 number. And he didn't even know her last-place name.

-- --

About an hour later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's life room drinking beer and listening to euphony. They talked about the gig, the lousy crew and the two female child, and Willy lamented about missing the chance to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of classical blues-rock song from the sixties and seventies when ‘ On The road Again'by Canned heat energy came out of the speaker. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a tilt and roll Bible he had on his ledge right there in his livelihood way and had learned a small fact of triviality that he'd never known before.

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

"No, it wasn't,"Utah said, after a curt geological period of thought.

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

There was a silence between them for a moment as they listened to the song.

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the unquestioned king of sway and cast small beer. Did he really reckon he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pockets were full phase of the moon of hard currency from the gig.

"A hundred dollars,"Utah said.

"OK, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollar mark that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top 40 hit for Canned heat energy BEFORE ‘ On The Road Again ’. And I am saying the antonym, that ‘ Going Up The state'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. rightfulness ?"

"Right."

"okey, UT, you are the triviality guru. The Big cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the mass, The Pick of the Pack, The cream of the Crop, The Swami, The King. Before I take your money, you must know 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 metrical foot away. He picked up a book from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The hoarding ledger of Top forty Hits ’. He opened the book and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in black and White person : ‘ On The route Again'debuted in the Top Forty in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in Dec later that year.

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

Utah's eyes grew into round dingy disk as he stared at the varlet like a rabbit in the headlamp. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the rule book with a baffled look on his face.

"I warned you, Beehive State,"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, Utah, let me ask you a question. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her line card, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"OK, proficient,"Willy said."William Tell you what. squall Kim on Mon and get Sharon's phone identification number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll vociferation it even."

"Really ?"

"Yeah, really. I was going to ask her for her phone number but they left before I got around to it. You can help oneself 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."

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

"Then at least get her live on gens so I can expect her up. Turn on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

Mormon State came through. He called Willy on Monday Night and gave him Sharon's number.

"Kim said Sharon ilk you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to issue forth 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 turn, but he was also glad for another reason. He didn't really want to consume Utah's money ; he had a wife and two kids at plate and could use the extra dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tues dark. She picked redress up. He asked if Sharon was home. 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 look his call. He said he wanted to ask for her number Sat dark 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 number 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 glad he had it.

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

"Well, Utah had talked to Kim more, I was interest in you. And he had kept her business circuit card. And, it's variety of a funny story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollar bill, and Utah had set the amount of money, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to choose his money because he's a bully acquaintance and has a category to patronise, so I told him if he called Kim and got your number for me we would call up it even."

"That was very paying attention of you,"she said.

"Yes, it was, I'm a thoughtful guy, an incredible 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 Night and would like to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone number cost me a C buck, 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.

-- --

Sharon lived on the family farm in a two bedroom bungalow she shared with her sis Rose. It used to sign of the zodiac farm workers but the Sister had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to find fault her up at home, and he was sword lily about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposition direction from where he was planning to remove her for dinner. She was loath to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his house was in a nice neighborhood and located in the middle of a condom no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his business firm for that first particular date, right on time and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the garb was insouciant, and he had on a twain of dock-walloper and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the strawman to her navel point and gentle pumps. It showed off her crotch and keister in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimum touch of eye physical composition and her lip rouge and nab culture matched her John Brown eyes and hair, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look great !"he said.

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

He also realized for the low time how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a faeces 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 marvellous for you ?"

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet grandiloquent 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 half-hour cause to the restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some prison term to speak and get acquainted. She had seemed tranquillize and shy when they met, so he wanted to collapse her meter to relax and get comfy so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to work out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got well-off she was not necessarily restrained or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a low streak. They had a drinkable at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many joke. He could feel centre on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the unanimous private road back to the family. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a class younger, in a footling family on the farm. The house was only about seventy-five G from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own billet. Too close for comfort, she said. She also had an aged babe and an sure-enough brother, both married. She worked days as a school nurse for ten months of the year, and made house calls as a domicile health nurse part-time during the school year and full-time in the summertime. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the other night.

By the clip they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could tell he wanted to do it her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few minutes she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely time but she had an other first light meeting with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that Rose would probably be waiting up for a full phase of the moon account.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the trump of him and he wouldn't blunder into a mistake of too much too soon and possibly ruin things. So they said goodnight with their sassing and clapper. They made plans for a second date and Willy's dick felt like a fence post when he walked into his house.

-- --

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

Willy had a Sat nighttime gig scheduled at a nearby yacht social club. They would be playing in the waiting room after the nightspot held their annual facility of officers in the adjacent encounter hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their married woman and lady friend and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a acquaintance, he would get them passes.

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

"seminal fluid as you are. You always look mythical. But you better not wear that gamy jump suit. I may not be capable to control myself. I might let to unzip the shucks thing."

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big deoxyephedrine doors of the lounge were wide give and the guy cable were set up remote on the track deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the girlfriend showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and elegant. And she was wearing the bluing jumpsuit.

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

"You are pretty endure to wear that jumpsuit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able to behave myself."

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

The gig was a substantial party. The clubhouse phallus were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising Scheol. Kim found herself a bluejacket to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the course of the evening Willy noticed that the zip on the front of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open down to her nipple. Her knocker were not large, so there was little cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

Willy was glad to find out 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.

-- --

Willy pulled into his private road, Sharon right behind. He locked the car and didn't even trouble to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and firm and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

Standing closely at the counter, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to imbibe. She said no, she was ok. Willy poured a glass of water and took a couple gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his coat of arms around her. Her brown eyes were big and unit of ammunition and stared into his.

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

He put his mouth to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his spit into her mouth. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and voiceless. They had made out heavily at the end of their last date and Sharon had felt Willy's mitt on her breasts and against her dank crotch and she had held his temper cock through the cotton fiber of his trouser. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't force things 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 mental capacity screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the Charles Martin Hall and into his sleeping accommodation. He flipped on a lamp to its wispy setting and turned to present her. He ran his finger gently through her hair and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

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

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the Pseudemys scripta slowly down all the way to her umbilicus. He slid his work force under the shoulders of the suit and slipped them over her arms. The courtship fell to the base and she was naked except for a calamitous thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

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

He wore no belt. She unsnapped his knickers and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, surd and long. It was bigger than other cocks she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as much of a SOB, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a slow up build of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite 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 concern about the order of things.

It felt big and warm in Sharon's mouth. She palmed his balls 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 bridge player massaging her shoulder blades and she knew by his battle cry of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head movements, floating up and down, and took her tenacious ignition lock in his mitt and pulled them back so he could amend see her brass. With his hands on the back of her head he held her, giving his peter a stationary object, and he fucked her subject mouth. Swing after swing his turncock delved cryptic until pretty near the unhurt damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good listener. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his mouth and they did a thirty-second tongue sucking while she held his swollen tool in her hired man.

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

Her lips went to his neck, to his shoulder, kissing him, and she licked his bureau and nibbled his mamilla and kissed his flatcar tummy. His tool was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its distance and sucked on his Lucille Ball, taking her time. Willy's suspiration of pleasure salvo into moan of pleasure when again she wrapped her mouth around his prick and sucked.

She sucked harder this clip, back and Forth with a ferine military force, like she was trying to open a clotted drain. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could watch her Sweet, hungry mouth at workplace. He was softly moaning and his soundbox was shifting with each of her bm. He swung his breakwater into her facial expression as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his clenched fist twist in her hairsbreadth, tweaking her head to the left hand. She soon knew why. With a rough grunt his torso shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his projectile were launched.

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jolt. It was a chock up head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his ball kissing her lips, and the hot hurry and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each jet and gradually his sexual climax subsided. Her lip kept playing his electric electronic organ until it was completely out of succus.

She removed her mouth from his putz. There was sperm cell on her mentum and the turning point of her mouth.

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

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

Their natural language swam in his salty skullduggery and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked physical body. He felt her bosom and pinched her hardy nipples, house and rubbery and quick. He kissed her neck and sucked on her ear lobe. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his tongue on her mammilla and sucked them into his rima oris. He felt her finger on the back of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his former hand was like a mine sweeper sailplaning over her sleek upper soundbox and working its way S. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper berth body was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his mitt slip under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent bite undetermined for occupation. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were rosiness with her genitalia. He yanked her G-string aside and covered her aroused clitoris with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck shoat when he sucked her tumescent tool into his backtalk. 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 plunge, the contrary lend oneself forces of her clit being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the flux essence of driving her sylphlike soundbox over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbor would name the pig. Her body continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his sassing, and hot, like a jalapeno 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 cunt clamped down around his fingers, 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 come big !"

Willy slipped his free hand under her fluttering ass and squeezed her cheek in time with his sucking. Four or five Thomas More thrusts was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her recollective legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened second joint. Her tone ending was not a trickle or a atomizer, but an even stream of cum filling her puss, surrounding Willy's fingers and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his backtalk and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his sass from her glans and wasted no clip getting into position. It was time to fuck. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was ready to split. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his conceited member slipped inside her. Her oily kitty welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet bulwark tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

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

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

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

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a soaked ass and there wasn't a lot of loose physical body hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a loud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a finger's breadth into her asshole for a more unanimous grip.

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

Willy covered her oral cavity with his and their glossa got back in the act. He licked her spike and chewed her lobes and sucked her cervix as he continued to throw off his body into hers and worked his turncock and finger into her deepest points.

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

"Oh horseshit,"she said, shortsighted of breath."I'm going to number again."

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

Her orgasm was another trembling, tortuous torsion of convulsing chassis. Screeching in knife, weapon and legs jolt this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the stopcock inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his cock fully inserted until at concluding her consistence rested.

"Was that as in force as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a sentence of repose repose.

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's naught incorrectly. In fact, everything is great. 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 vex that something happened to me. I don't want to care them."She kissed him."final stage night was wonderful."

"will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hands on her hip joint."You better,"she said.

-- --

So, Willy's sex living went from zero to ninety in four day of the month.

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 turn where various Night a week they would shoot each other up in bed. Sometimes they would bang 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 tranquillity, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an brute. The quiet, shy I were the raging and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular girls he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the release. Not Sharon. Once her doorway was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a woman of the street in bed. She was a whore on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the exhibitioner, you name it. She would have a go at it anywhere. One sentence Willy joked that he wanted to get it on her in a corn plain on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a inadequate chick to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a band break. Another sentence he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very future elbow room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his gigs and whisper dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ haste up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to lick your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was beaming he had a guitar to shroud his hard-on. But Sharon turned the gigs into parties, and would bring a crew. She'd bring friends and receive people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The first time Rose 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 sinless farm-bred way that Sharon was.

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

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

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

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

pink wine had the Lapplander long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a mate inches shorter than Sharon, but had the same lean dead body, humble tits and cute butt. And her nozzle was straight. Her young man was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but short, a duad inches shorter than Rose. They hadn't been seeing each other for that foresightful when Willy met them, but they were good together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and Rose were already close, but became even closer when their swain hit it off. Over the following few month Sharon and Willy and blush wine and Jed, aside from being at the gigs, would socialise often, going to parties or dances or just hanging out. The chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and well-heeled all around.

Both couples had hearty relationships and salutary sex spirit. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a calendar week, but as Willy got to make out Rose better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the same variety of vibe off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and frailty versa. But he knew by their house, identical answer 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 head was resting on his berm and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"Well, that's undecomposed isn't it ? A goodish sex life."

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

"That's not true,"Willy said."We go out with supporter, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your jobs, I have my job and my euphony. 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 care to do ?"

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

"If there are things you would like to do, Sharon, please assure me. But I doubt it will convert the feeding and the screw, especially the fucking. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then add up home and fuck. I could take you to the opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then come family and fuck. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and fuck --."

"OK, 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 mates 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 thirty. He wasn't particularly looking forward to the milestone.

"Ah, goose egg 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."seminal fluid on, tell me. What do you want ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"come on, Willy, I'm serious. consider !"

"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 spell. Willy was drawing a blank on any sort of material gift that he'd like to receive. 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 feasible. And I don't think you'd go for it."

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

"Aw, bury it, it's looney, never mind."

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

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

"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 spread."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

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

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"well, you asked me."

"We don't share our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're Thomas More than enough, Sharon. You're the best womanhood I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a enquiry and I gave you an honest answer. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. forget 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 fuck my babe !"She put her shirt on and carried her horseshoe in her paw and walked out.

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The succeeding day she got up the heart to tell blush wine. She was appalled when Rose was not appalled. rosebush was form of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't mind 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 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 assuredness to watch you and him fuck."

"You're good !"

"Not if you're not into it. But if you are…Jed's birthday is next 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 fancy. And we can make it come on-key for both of them. And we're baby, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each early and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her header. She thought about seeing Rose fucking Willy, or sucking his cock. Would she watch or participate ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would uprise like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty short, she'd never been with a guy that curtly before, would it form ?

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

"I think we're crazy,"Sharon said."But it might be deserving it to see the grinning on their faces."

-- --

Willy waited a mates days to call Sharon. He wanted her to have fourth dimension to cool off. He had his excuse ready. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to blush wine. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is next month and she wants to give way the Same gift to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's okay as long as you are comfortable doing it. Jed's in for a groundless ride ; he has no estimate 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 Sabbatum in February, but the state university had a big basketball plot on Friday night that they wanted to watch on Willy's big screen. So they decided they would all get together to watch the plot and afterwards Willy would get his birthday natural endowment and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came home plate from body of 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. Rose and Sharon would be coming to his menage separately. Sharon had a home health sojourn to arrive at somewhere way out in God's rural area after she got off from her day job.

The Baron Snow of Leicester had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The weather forecast was calling for a major winter storm. resurrect arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful gust of frigid 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 fall it in the closet.

She looked great. She wore tight jeans and a black perspirer ; her thighs and genital organ and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the sweater dipped toward her breasts, showing her bare skin and a fit Shirley Temple Black necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured rosebush a methamphetamine of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the living room. He put on some music and Rose sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fire in the fireplace. He had brought Natalie Wood in from the woodpile that cockcrow and he was beaming he did ; the mountain was now covered with various inch of nose candy and the Charles Percy Snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to cook an additional abode visit to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing outdoor and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't recollect seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the flame was roaring it was time to refill their drinks. The first of all ones had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the drinkable and joined Rose on the couch. They were quiet for a minute, a little uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"Rose, did Sharon ever tell you the account of how I got her sound turn ?"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 turn. I was sitting right here later that Nox and Utah was in the hot seat and we made a bet about a piece of euphony trivia, and I won. A hundred dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's business menu, so I told him if he'd telephone call Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could keep the money."

"Wow, really ?"Rose said."A hundred clam. You must have got really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were silent again for a short 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 thought 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 stalk in her fingers.

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

"No, it's okay,"Rose said, putting her hand on his arm."I'm gladiolus you told me. I've had similar opinion. 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 severalize 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 forget it, but she kept after me."

"I'm glad you did. We've never done this before. But the merely way I could apologise it in my mind is if we give Jed the same natal day present. I know he'll like the idea."

"I understand, what guy wouldn't ? I tried to evidence Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right mind would need both of you. And the 1st meter I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

Rose's hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a niggling game of footsie. He covered her 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 manus between his wooden leg as he put his oral fissure to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those sassing parted and their tongue got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the buss, and Willy sucked gently on her natural language. His member morphed from a fleshy batch into a rigid rod. Rose removed her hand.

"We better wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your quotidian birthday gift."

"You got that rightfulness,"he said, then yelled toward the window,"hurry up, Sharon !"

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

"Oh, right. The game."

The earphone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the belongings of her last call and there was a foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her company was sending somebody with a four steering wheel effort to cull her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the window. The cars looked like whale snow piles. The snow was heavily and shove along sideways in the fart. declamatory icicles hung low off of the power note like stalactites and the wires drooped from the free weight.

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

Willy stared at the crease splitting the seat of her dungaree as she left the room. He shook his foreland in appreciation 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 drink and went back to the living room. The euphony was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game sentence. They sat on the lounge together and Willy tried to keep his bridge player to himself.

The malarkey was howling alfresco, and the blow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more in accumulated on the road surface.

About ten second into the game the lights in the theatre flickered and the power went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

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

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

He gathered a flashlight and candle and matches from the larder. He lit a few candles and placed them in various spot around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

"This house has electric heating plant. It's going to get cold tonight. I think we'll all be sleeping here by the fire,"Willy said.

He went to the linen wardrobe and brought out every quilt and blanket and piece of paper and allayer he had and brought them into the animation room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

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

headlight shone through the picture windowpane. They looked out and saw a jeep approaching, 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 drive, the plough had pushed all the Baron Snow of Leicester from the route off to the side into a heights banking concern. They watched Sharon acclivity over the camber and slog through the drifting snow along the length 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 inside and helped her off with her coat.

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

"The great power's out here,"Rose said."We'll all be sleeping on the floor in presence of the fervor tonight."

Sharon needed a boozing. They got drinkable and went into the bread and butter room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the night they'd met. Damn, she knows how to deform me on, he thought. Rose got busy laying out the blankets and quilts and pillows in front of the hearth while Willy stoked the flak and added another log. He didn't want to own to mess up around with the fire when the real fireworks started going off.

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

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

They made tab chat for a few minutes. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the girls walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the residence closet. Willy figured Sharon must ingest left it there the terminal time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his cutis when the lavatory doorway reopened a few minute later. He saw the standard candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the soft glow. One of them put the wax light on the table and then both knelt in front of him.

If he didn't know better, he could bear sworn he was seeing dual. Rose and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, smutty lace negligees and black necklaces.

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

He leaned his typeface to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an intense Gallic kiss for about twenty seconds. Then he turned to Rose and they did the same affair. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the missy 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 oculus were round of golf and dreadful. pink wine smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a nervous giggle.

They hesitated, but then rose wine shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her lips. Sharon leaned in and planted a dainty 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 manus on the back of their fountainhead and slowly pushed them together until their back talk were touching.

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more vividness, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongues with increased vim. After maybe twenty seconds their promontory separated and they looked at each other with widely oculus and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this time Sharon's hand went around pink wine's back and pulled her closer. Their mouths did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the former and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with gloating ; he fondled himself and his perked nib pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

blush wine and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed Rose's sheer wrap and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both bare except for calamitous necklaces and matching black thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."Kiss blush wine's mamilla, 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 question down and took Sharon's breasts in her script and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forward respective more times. Sharon moaned softly as her boob were sucked.

"God, you're practiced at that, pink wine,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked rose's boob 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 Rose was eating it up.

"Are you going to sit there all night and sentinel ?"rose wine asked."When are you going to get out of those pants and joint in ?"

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

"postponement, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's shaft into her backtalk and started sucking like a crave sura, showing off a bit for her sister. ascend watched her head bounce up and down and saw the whole peter ride in and out of her back talk 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 natural language into her sass, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the lounge. They kissed for some time with his putz sunk happily into Sharon's mouth before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's tits and went to town.

He licked and kissed pink wine's firm, modest chest and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his lip. The awkwardness was already a memory, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, erected bodies, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a refrain of moans and groans and slurps, the greaves of the fervency, and the howling wind outside.

Rose's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one deal behind her back, he slipped his other between her legs. She moaned and closed her legs as if by instinctive reflex, but he dug his hand deeper into her crotch and it found its way under her flip-flop. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two fingers into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her twat toward him, giving his fingers total access.

Meanwhile, Willy's inguen was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her Sister's tits and his fingers inside her, his body was a wiggly quite a little, but soon the screw that his cock was doing in Sharon's oral cavity and the fucking his fingers were doing in Rose's pussy were in perfect clip. Willy was working on withholding his cum as Best he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to have the stamina to last, and not come too soon, but it felt so have it away good.

He was greedily sucking rose's left tit and sinking his fingerbreadth deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his putz was no longer being sucked. Then he felt another manus on the spinal column of his head ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you desire to do first, rosebush ?"Sharon said."suck him or make out him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's mouth was claim and his soaked fingers were out in the clear air. Rose scooted down between his ramification and licked his shaft, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her long lose weight finger's breadth wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could watch out her baby in action. With his hands on her thigh, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into lieu, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his back talk joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his human face, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on lemony pussy while his tool was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his bulwark into blush wine's fount harder, trying to fill her throat. His penis felt like a pressure automatic washer with its nose shut off.

Sharon's kitty-cat juice seeped into his oral cavity and over his brass as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose's verbalise vacate his stopcock, moments before he would have shot his load. But not for long.

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

Both girls were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a while of Willy inside them, and they pushed their goose into him, Sharon's full phase of the moon of tongue and rosiness's full of turncock. Their groan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming next. 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 Rose's cunt and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's fond juice watered his mouth and face, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to come inside her sister.

He released a prominent, stored-up freight, five or six healthy pip-squeak, draining his cock. But Rose didn't slow 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 kitty-cat off of Willy's face and he immediately reached for rosiness and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her seat and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into rump child's play, that's honest, Willy thought. He liked to stick his dick up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite thing. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the storey, ramming his cock into her front and his finger into her buttocks. He kissed her rima oris as he fucked her, with Sharon at their position with one paw on Rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to look, didn't make out how she'd flavour seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop rosebush, watched his dick 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 to the lowest degree bit depleted, but even More turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own coming, with Willy's hammer and cum inside her.

rose wine belted out a high-pitched squeak when she came. Her body thrashed on the covert as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to keep his shaft 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,"Sharon exclaimed."That was hot."

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

"Damn, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't certainly how I'd feel 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.

"testament this old matter be up to it ?"Sharon said, stroking his penis.

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

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

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his stifle between her wooden leg. His stopcock was like a weather condition blade pointed at the sky.

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

rosiness 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 secretive and Willy kissed her as she fed his cock into her sister's surface snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's handwriting on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took pink wine's deal, singled out her index finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

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

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

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot ember and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her body was in earth tremor and became a moving objective as he screwed her and tried to keep his cock inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her right six or seven final exam 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. rosebush's digit 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 madam and lay between them, holding them, until they all fell asleep.

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Willy woke in the middle of the night. Both girls were under a mint of cover song, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a drink of body 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 bantam flakes. There had to be two groundwork of nose candy out there.

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

"Good idea,"Rose said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a inscrutable sleep.

"Well, maybe we should warm each former up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the blankets and took her in his arms. Her dead body was lukewarm but her nose and hands were cold.

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

Willy kissed her and rosiness didn't hold back. Her oral fissure opened and accepted his lingua and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's hand went between her legs and entered her pussy which became wet with his touch. He gently bit her mamilla and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard prick with her helping hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his dick into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an nice, tardily, pipe down shag. It was a irksome build, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the pleximetry 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 petty harder, and reamed her prat with a little extra force, and they came almost simultaneously, and rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his groan into her tomentum, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, blue, bland lovemaking they could remember.

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The sun wasn't quite up yet, but Willy was. The flack was beneficial, the girlfriend 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 speckle. He cleared a walk first then swing the Baron Snow of Leicester off of blush wine's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch stem on the street, and the stilt beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four feet mellow. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rose wine could drive out when he noticed the smash Light Within on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living room window to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were waken alright, but were not up yet. Their consistency were locked into sixty-nine position, 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 deep brown 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 long, flat box.

He opened it. It was a necktie with little red nerve all over it. They both laughed.

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

"Go get a rain shower, natal day Boy. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes."

Willy didn't honorable mention what he'd seen Sharon and Rose doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the Charles Martin Hall toward his chamber. The hall bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a back about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to push his portion. So he went into the original bathtub and turned the shower on hot.

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The future few times Willy and Sharon got together with rosebush and Jed matter were comfortable all around. rosebush would greet him with a kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot to a greater extent touching going on. There was a new horizontal surface of ease with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in dearest with Sharon for some meter, but now he felt like he was in love with rosiness too. Could he really fuck both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, blush wine and Sharon came by for the first gear set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and shook Jed's hand and told him to sustain fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's nous stayed occupied through the gig but when he went house he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of trope of Sharon and blush wine 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 question 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 languorous look in his middle and said ‘ Fucking pose ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really good for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a whole new layer 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 lady friend. It was Weird at first, Willy going to bed with rosebush while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the next way, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, rose wine's back door was always open.

The subject area of union had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rose, and eventually became a topic of discussion for all four of them. How about a doubled hymeneals ?

Sharon and Rose's syndicate 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 stuffy friends as witnesser. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

The girls didn't want a priest, so who would lead the ceremony and take the vows ? Willy made a suggestion.

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My cartridge clip did a feature a few month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but form of character. Has a struggling petty church building in a storefront out on the bypass road, probably only draws 30 or forty mass to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance 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 hire the minister, Jed would format for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a calendar month away and decided where they would go for their articulation honeymoon, and rosebush and Sharon would treat the travel plan. The guy rope would pay for it all, of course.

The future few weeks were a whirlwind of planning and formulation for all four of them. There would be no fancy dress for the affair but they all had to stage for time off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for union licenses and notified a few option admirer and of course told their family, 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 marriage ceremony day was fit for a storybook. strong saltation day, clear blue, cloudless sky, profile unlimited. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many miles around, the national timber and the bay twenty miles distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and pink wine's older sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the names right almost of the sentence. The rings fit. When it came time to kiss the Saint Brigid, they all hugged, and both girls kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air Thomas More than 30 minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several minutes, then he gave him an extra hundred bucks as a backsheesh. Then all headed to the racing yacht 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 Saame way.

The political party was a blast. sixty-eight node kissed and hugged the St. Bride and ostler, everybody danced and drank and ate and salute some more. The honeymooner all went home to Willy's house. Their base were packed. They would be getting up early in the dayspring to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The female child had rented a Francisco Villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean Sea. The place had two bedroom, vauntingly living field and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of it of a small swim consortium. The semi-private beach was a five minute walkway and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum potable for the rest of the good afternoon, and messed around a short in the sand.

That night, after showers and dinner out, they were all sitting in a set, relaxing and facing each early, 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 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 like plan,"Willy said."But don't flip your backrest 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 have been busy underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked huge on his small figure.

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

Willy watched them walk away side by side, holding work force, Sharon towering over him.

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

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

rose smiled and put her hand between Willy's legs, found his cock, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his afford oral fissure, 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 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 wine opened the lubricator tube and Willy fucked her empyreal backchannel.

That week they did a lilliputian sightseeing, but well-nigh days were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Villa for afternoon pleasure. They ate their dinner party 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 first six Night Willy and Jed slept with each Sister three metre. They all spent the endure Night in the giant king bed. incline by side Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The young woman sucked pecker and traded. The guy rope even got an unexpected show observance rosebush and Sharon going at it.

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They returned home after an incredible honeymoon and tried to get back in the swinging of normal aliveness. Sharon moved in with Willy. rose and Jed rented an apartment together. They resumed their pre-marriage function of partying together on the weekends and going to Willy's gigs.

A few hebdomad later Willy discovered an occupy fact. He checked the text file from the county courthouse regarding their wedding ceremony and man and wife. The four of them had filed their application properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had ruffle matter up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his oral sex and laughed to himself as he read the Department of Commerce, but there it was in dark and white : Willy was now legally married to pink wine, 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 place. He was still deciding how to severalise the others when they all received another man of surprising news.

blush wine was pregnant.

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

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