FARMER'S DAUGHTERS

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

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

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

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

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Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Old Dominion State. They were both assigned to the same residence hall as freshmen and struck up a friendly relationship almost immediately. They both possessed the like twisted sentiency of humour and were both player and loved the same sort of medicine. They roomed together for the whole four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a news media major and Utah studied computer science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and sea bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first-class honours degree night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same tunes 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 insistent karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling lance on and off campus for extra money.

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

In addition to having an incredible gift and aptitude for computers and medicine, Utah was a human cyclopedia of music trivia, especially rock and roll. There were several saloon near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would support trivia contests where the correct answers earned free beer. The guys would go to these trivia nights and Mormon State would know every single answer and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take long before UT was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the result to his brother and they would all take spell giving the chastise answers and get the free drinks. Eventually Beehive State and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in restaurant, bars and society, and it provided a nice back income for both of them. Mormon State worked as a computer computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an minute away. Being in two different towns gave them chance to book gigs over a all-encompassing sphere and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to dally the Lapplander station too often. They liked their line of work, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was goodness and the fringe benefits were great : the women.

After a few eld Utah got married and had nipper, 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 previous twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small township about a 15 minute driving from Willy's sign of the zodiac. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to Holy Scripture the gig. It was a small room with a long L-shaped bar covering two integral paries, a few board, an area cleared for dancing and a tiny microscope stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned speculative, with the rain pouring in torrents and illogical smack and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Utah played as they usually did and made Stephen Samuel Wise offer in between songs, joking about the weather and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their maiden faulting. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged business sector cards, but Willy was very appeal to Sharon.

Sharon had a framework's dead body, yearn and leaning, with long darkness, teased hair and big brownish eyes, a aspect Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in lightlessness, from her boots to her denim to her skin-tight perspirer. Her tits were modest, her ass was fine, and her nozzle was on the large position and a bit round-shouldered, but Willy thought that just made her more concern. She sat on the bar fecal matter with her ramification apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious genitals 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 drinkable. During one of Beehive State's solo telephone number he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his adjacent break talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy grin and a good mother wit of body fluid but was not extremely talkative, not quick to open up. She often answered questions with head. But Willy did find out that she was 25, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college alumnus and a registered nursemaid. She worked full metre as a schooltime nurse, and role time as a home health nurse.

Sometime during their lastly set the rain had stopped. Willy had gone to the public convenience and then to the power 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 survive name.

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

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock songs from the sixties and 1970s when ‘ On The route Again'by Canned warmth came out of the Speaker. Just a hebdomad or so before Willy had been reading a rock and roll and peal Holy Scripture he had on his shelf right there in his bread and butter room and had learned a small fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

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

"No, it wasn't,"UT said, after a short menstruation of thought.

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

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

"No, it didn't,"Beehive State finally said.

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

"No, it didn't,"Beehive State said again.

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

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pocket were full of hard currency from the gig.

"A hundred dollar bill,"Mormon State said.

"O.K., let's get this heterosexual,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred one dollar bill that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top XL hit for Canned heat energy BEFORE ‘ On The route Again ’. And I am saying the opposite, that ‘ Going Up The state'was a top 40 hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. right hand ?"

"Right."

"Okay, Beehive State, you are the trivia guru. The Big cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The Pick of the Pack, The Cream of the harvest, 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 unit away. He picked up a book from the bum shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The billboard Book of Top forty Hits ’. He opened the ledger and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in blackened and white : ‘ On The road 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 Word of God to Utah.

Utah's eyes grew into round blue disk as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the ledger with a confused look on his face.

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

"I need another beer,"Mormon State 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, Utah, let me ask you a question. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her business lineup, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"okeh, proficient,"Willy said."Tell you what. Call Kim on Mon and get Sharon's phone number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll call it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"O.K.. But I'm not betting anymore tonight."

"Me neither."

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

"Kim said Sharon the likes of you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to come to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a one C bucks !"

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's figure, but he was also gladiolus for another reasonableness. He didn't really want to take Mormon State's money ; he had a wife and two Thomas Kyd at home and could use the special dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right 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 bear his birdcall. He said he wanted to ask for her identification number Sabbatum Nox but she got away. She said you weren't speedy enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. wellspring, I have your numeral now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was felicitous he had her telephone number, and she said yes, she was glad he had it.

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

"well, Utah had talked to Kim more, I was interested in you. And he had kept her stage business batting order. And, it's variety of a fishy story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollars, and Beehive State had set the amount, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to adopt his money because he's a great supporter and has a crime syndicate to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your number for me we would call 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 small too."

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the early night and would like to do Sir Thomas More of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone numeral price me a hundred bucks, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

She said yes. They talked for nearly an 60 minutes and made programme to go to dinner Th night.

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Sharon lived on the family farm in a two sleeping accommodation bungalow she shared with her sister Rose. It used to star sign farm proletarian but the sisters had lived there together since graduating from college.

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

So Sharon came to his house for that first escort, right on time and she looked smashing, as expected. Willy had said the attire was casual, and he had on a twosome of dock worker and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blueish sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the front to her navel and blue pumps. It showed off her fork and prat in a insidious way and Willy thought it was sexy as snake pit. She had a minimum touch of eye physical composition and her lipstick and cop glossiness matched her 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 commencement time how grandiloquent Sharon was. She'd been seated on a faeces at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

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

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

"blaze, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet improbable 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 drive to the restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some time to babble and get acquainted. She had seemed tranquilize and shy when they met, so he wanted to establish her time to relax and get well-off so their dinner would be pleasurable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to work out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got comfortable she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a blue streak. They had a drink at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner party and they shared many jest. He could feel eyes on them when they left the eating house that night.

Sharon talked almost the entirely parkway back to the house. She answered every query and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a twelvemonth younger, in a slight theater on the farm. The house was only about seventy-five yards from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own stead. Too close for comfort, she said. She also had an aged sister and an older crony, both married. She worked days as a school nurse for ten calendar month of the year, and made planetary house calls as a domicile wellness nurse part-time during the shoal twelvemonth and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and euphony, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the early night.

By the time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to bang him, and she could enjoin he wanted to have a go at it her, but when he asked if she wanted to total inside for a few minutes she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely prison term but she had an other morning meeting with her executive program, and with a chuckle added that pink wine would probably be waiting up for a wide-cut composition.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way enticement wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't flub into a mistake of too much too soon and possibly ruin thing. So they said goodnight with their sass and tongues. They made plans for a irregular escort and Willy's tool felt like a fence Wiley Post when he walked into his house.

-- --

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

Willy had a Saturday dark gig scheduled at a nearby yacht ball club. They would be playing in the lounge after the club held their annual installation of police officer in the adjacent group meeting dormitory. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their married woman and girlfriend and concubine got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and convey a friend, he would get them passes.

"What's the frock computer code ?"she asked.

"Come as you are. You always look fabulous. But you better not wear that downhearted jumpsuit. I may not be capable to control myself. I might stimulate to unzip the damn thing."

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big spyglass doors of the lounge were wide undefendable and the Guy were set up away on the covered deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and refined. And she was wearing the wild blue yonder jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a board to the right of the phase that he'd reserved for them. They were quickly waited on. Their drinks were arriving when Willy joined them at the tabular array. He kissed Sharon and said hi to Kim.

"You are pretty brave to tire out 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 smile on her face.

The gig was a real party. The club phallus were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising perdition. Kim found herself a Panama hat to chat up with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the trend of the eventide Willy noticed that the zipper on the front of Sharon's jump suit was inching its way down. It was open down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was lilliputian cleavage. There was also no bra.

"neediness to get along over to my house after the gig ?"Willy asked her.

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

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

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Willy pulled into his private road, Sharon right tooshie. He locked the car and didn't even bother to take out his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and star sign and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

Standing closely at the sideboard, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to drink. She said no, she was fine. Willy poured a glass of urine and took a twosome gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his weapons system around her. Her brown middle were big and circle and stared into his.

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

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

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the G. Stanley Hall and into his chamber. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmed setting and turned to face her. He ran his fingers 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 physique from her shoulders to her chest."You need facilitate with this zipper ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her umbilicus. He slid his hands under the articulatio humeri of the suit and slipped them over her arms. The lawsuit fell to the floor and she was defenseless except for a grim thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

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

He wore no bang. She unsnapped his pant and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pant. His hammer sprung up, difficult and retentive. It was bigger than other stopcock she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as often of a bastard, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

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

It felt big and warmly in Sharon's mouth. She palmed his musket ball 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 berm brand and she knew by his cries of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head movements, floating up and down, and took her long locks in his hands and pulled them back so he could break see her face. With his hands on the back of her head he held her, giving his cock a stationary quarry, and he fucked her loose rima oris. Swing after swing his cock delved deeper until pretty near the whole shit thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

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

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

Her lips went to his neck, to his shoulder joint, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his nipples and kissed his matt stomach. His putz 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 pleasure volley into groan of joy when again she wrapped her backtalk around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and Forth with a savage force, like she was trying to open a clot 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 body was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his inguen into her expression as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his integrate nuts.

Sharon felt his clenched fist twist in her hair's-breadth, tweaking her head to the left wing. She soon knew why. With a boisterous 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 final examination jolt. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his peter in deeper and his clump kissing her mouth, and the hot rush and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his galvanizing Hammond organ until it was completely out of juice.

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

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

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

Their clapper swam in his salty slickness and Willy's handwriting wandered over Sharon's naked flesh. He felt her breasts and pinched her unfearing mamilla, firm and rubbery and ready. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe. She sighed and voiced his epithet when he flicked his tongue on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her fingerbreadth on the spine 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 skilful in me,"she said.

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other hired hand was like a mine sweeper gliding over her sleek upper eubstance and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper body was quivering like a pipe bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand strip under her flip-flop and two of his fingers entered her.

She was soupy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent bite outdoors for business. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were affluent with her fork. He yanked her thong aside and covered her aroused clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stand by piggy when he sucked her turgid tool into his oral cavity. 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 utilize forces of her clitoris being sucked outward and his digit being jammed into her having the combined effect of driving her sylphlike torso over the frantic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the window were closed so none of the neighbors would call the copper. Her physical structure continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his oral fissure, and hot, like a chilli pepper Popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to issue forth big !"

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

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her torso misrepresented and her ass bucked and her long legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened second joint. Her release was not a drip or a spray, but an even period of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's digit and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his lips and onto the bed.

When Sharon's consistency finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his mouth from her glans and wasted no time getting into spot. It was meter to make love. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was cook to break up. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his intumesce member slipped inside her. Her oily pussy welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet paries tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

He started slowly, swinging his groin into hers, wanting to take his metre. But Sharon had other mind. She pushed the step, slinging her crotch into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

"Ooh, that feels good,"she barked."Oh yeah, make love me."She wheezed loudly with every push.

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could sense her rampart sucking his putz as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every knock-down plunge of their synced physical structure. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle car horn to hang up onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a pissed ass and there wasn't a lot of relax chassis hanging around, so he dug his finger deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a gimcrack, high eek. He slipped a finger into her asshole for a more solidness grip.

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

Willy covered her oral cavity with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her pinna and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw away his consistency into hers and worked his dick and fingerbreadth into her mysterious points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger's breadth up her target. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her pussy from the front. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. But after a couple more minutes of the two-baser boring she knew : she wasn't going, she was coming !

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

Willy stepped it up a snick. He threw his integral consistency weight behind each dip, jamming his pecker and middle finger into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her sexual climax was another palpitation, twisty contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in knife, weapon and legs jerk this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the cock inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and retain his shaft fully inserted until at last her soundbox rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'limb, 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 wrong ?"

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's nothing untimely. In fact, everything is with child. But if my car isn't in forepart 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 worry them."She kissed him."Last Night was wonderful."

"will I see you again ?"

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

-- --

So, Willy's sex lifespan went from zero to ninety in four escort.

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 probability she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a unremarkable where several nights a hebdomad they would tear each early up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to enervation. 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 quiet, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a tart in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy ones were the hottest and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular girls he'd known often played game and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her threshold was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a fancy woman on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the rampart, in the shower, you name it. She would do it anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a corn field on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short skirt to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a striation break. Another time 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 quietly wasn't easy.

Sharon would occur up to Willy at his gigs and rustling dirty things into his ear between vocal. ‘ hurriedness up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to get in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to lick your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your grimace ’. material like that. Sometimes Willy was sword lily he had a guitar to hide his hard-on. But Sharon turned the gigs into party, and would take a gang. She'd bring friends and ask in people from her work. And her sister Rose.

The get-go time rose came to a gig Willy did a bivalent takings. From across the room she could consume been Sharon's counterpart ; she was sexy in the same innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

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

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

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

pink wine said the demand Lapp quarrel when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the same tenacious brunet hairsbreadth, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inches shorter than Sharon, but had the same angle body, modest boob and cute butt end. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but short, a brace inches forgetful than rosebush. They hadn't been seeing each early for that farseeing when Willy met them, but they were honest together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and pink wine were already nigh, but became even closer when their beau hit it off. Over the side by side few months Sharon and Willy and rose wine and Jed, aside from being at the gigs, would socialize often, going to parties or dancing or just hanging out. The chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and well-heeled all around.

Both couples had solid relationships and good sex lives. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a violent storm respective times a week, but as Willy got to know Rose better he found himself Thomas More and more attracted to her, and he got the Saami kind of vibe off of her. He would often slip glimpse at her, and frailty versa. But he knew by their house, superposable reply 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 capitulum was resting on his shoulder and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

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

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

"That's not honest,"Willy said."We go out with admirer, we go out to dinner, we go to movie together, we talk. Plus you have your occupation, 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 like to do ?"

"I don't know, never brain. It's stupid, 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 nookie. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then fare household and shtup. I could claim you to the opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then derive plate and fuck. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and shtup --."

"okay, I get it,"Sharon interrupted."Forget I said anything."

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

-- --

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

"Oh, please,"she bemoaned."seed on, tell me. What do you want ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"seed 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 dummy on any kind of material natural endowment that he'd like to meet. He was the character who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"fountainhead, there is one thing that would blow my brain,"he said."But I don't think it's executable. And I don't think you'd go for it."

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

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

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

Willy took a cryptic breathing place."You really want to know ?"

"Tell me, Willy."

"okeh, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A ternion,"Willy said.

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

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

"A trine ? Are you severe ? With you and me and what, another charwoman ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"fountainhead, you asked me."

"We don't portion our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

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

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

"Please, Sharon…"

"Don't you Please Sharon me,"she said, as she pulled on her blue jean."Men, ugh. I can't believe you want to sleep with my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her shoes in her script and walked out.

Willy noticed she had left her G-string. He held it to his nose and took a whiff. Nice.

"Aw, ass,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The future day she got up the mettle to tell rose. She was appalled when rose was not appalled. pink wine 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 head it either.

"I thought we didn't parcel 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 serious !"

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

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

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

"Really ?"

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

Sharon shook her head. 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 rise up like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty suddenly, she'd never been with a guy that short-change before, would it work out ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple sidereal day to squall Sharon. He wanted her to have time to cool off. He had his apology ready. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to Rose. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is next month and she wants to give 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 okey as long as you are comfy doing it. Jed's in for a uncivilized ride ; he has no idea what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the angelic things.

-- --

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

Willy came home from piece of work that day loaded with beer, wine and a tray of delicatessen sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the teens and it had started snowing in the later afternoon. Rose and Sharon would be coming to his house separately. Sharon had a base wellness visit to bring in somewhere way out in God's commonwealth after she got off from her day job.

The snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The weather condition forecast was calling for a John R. Major winter tempest. ascend arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a brawny blow of glacial air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed bamboozle off the shoulders of her coat and helped her out of it and cling it in the closet.

She looked great. She wore pie-eyed jeans and a disastrous sweater ; her thighs and private parts and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the jumper dipped toward her breasts, showing her bare tegument and a fit black necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured rosebush a spyglass of wine-colored and got a beer for himself and they went into the aliveness way. He put on some music and pink wine sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a flack in the hearth. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the deal was now covered with several inches 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 additional home visit to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing outside and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't think of seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

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

"rose, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her earphone act ?"Willy said.

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

"I met Sharon at a gig at Murph's, but she left before I could get her number. I was sitting right here later that dark and Mormon State was in the chair and we made a bet about a piece of medicine trivia, and I won. A hundred dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's business wag, so I told him if he'd margin call Kim and get Sharon's routine for me, he could observe the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were mute again for a shortstop prison term as the music played softly. Then Willy spoke.

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

"What ?"

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

blush wine stared at her wineglass and twirled the fore in her fingers.

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

"No, it's okay,"pink wine said, putting her manus on his arm."I'm glad you told me. I've had interchangeable mentation. Sharon and I have never shared a man before, but when she told me what you wanted for your birthday, well, that's why I went along with it."

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

"I tried not to severalise her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was loony 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 only way I could absolve it in my mind is if we give Jed the Same birthday present. I know he'll like the idea."

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

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

rosiness's script was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a trivial plot 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."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her hand between his legs as he put his sass to hers and pressed their lips together. In a second those sass parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a heavy lot into a rigid rod. Rose removed her hand.

"We better wait,"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 daily birthday gift."

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

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

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a trend on the holding of her last-place song and there was a understructure of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her party was sending somebody with a four cycle thrust to nibble her up and take her over.

Willy looked out the window. The cars looked like giant snow piles. The snow was arduous and blowing sideways in the wind. Large icicles hung low off of the power lines like stalactites and the wire drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the plication splitting the seat of her jean as she left the way. He shook his head in wonderment 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 aliveness room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game time. They sat on the lounge together and Willy tried to keep his hired man to himself.

The wind was howling outside, and the snow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more column inch accumulated on the road surface.

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

"Oh horseshit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out exterior, all the houses in sight were iniquity. The line were down. He could see flicker popping out of a transformer on a Pole a few menage down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and wax light and matches from the pantry. He lit a few cd and placed them in several spots around the way. He added more Sir Henry Joseph Wood to the hearth.

"This theater has galvanising heat. It's going to get stale tonight. I think we'll all be sleeping here by the fire,"Willy said.

He went to the linen paper W.C. and brought out every comfort and cover and sheet and teething ring he had and brought them into the living elbow room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to get a skillful comfy nest for three,"he said.

Headlights shone through the picture window. They looked out and saw a landrover approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with moderation when it stopped in front of the theatre. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't turn into the drive, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the position into a senior high school depository financial institution. They watched Sharon climbing over the bank 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 okeh,"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 energy,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The mightiness's out here,"rose said."We'll all be sleeping on the floor in front man of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a drunkenness. They got beverage and went into the keep room. With the fire and candle flame Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the Night they'd met. Damn, she knows how to plow me on, he thought. blush wine got meddling laying out the cover and quilts and pillows in front of the open fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to stimulate to mess around with the flame when the really firework started going off.

"looking at like you two are ready,"Sharon said.

"No electrical energy, no game to observe,"Willy said."We were just waiting on you."

They made check confab for a few minutes. Then rosiness 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 hallway loo. Willy figured Sharon must have left it there the shoemaker's last metre she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front of the fervor and enjoying the crispy lovingness on his skin when the bath threshold reopened a few instant later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the diffuse glowing. One of them put the standard candle on the mesa and then both knelt in front of him.

If he didn't know better, he could have sworn he was seeing two-base hit. Rose and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-necked, black lacing negligees and black necklaces.

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

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

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girls replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

"kiss ! This is a trine, not a two-plus-onesome."

rosiness looked at Sharon, whose eyes were round and trepid. pink wine smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her drumhead and emitted a nervous giggle.

They hesitated, but then rose wine shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her rim. Sharon leaned in and planted a dainty peck on rosiness's lips.

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

He put hired man on the back of their heads and slowly pushed them together until their lips were touching.

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongue with increase zip. After maybe twenty dollar bill minute their heads separated and they looked at each former with wide eyes and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this time Sharon's hired hand went around Rose's back and pulled her closer. Their mouths did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the other and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with gloat ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the forepart 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 gauzy wrapping and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both nude except for black necklaces and matching black thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."kiss Rose's mamilla, Sharon. sucking them."

"We're not gay woman, Willy,"she said.

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

Sharon hesitated but rose didn't. She bent her drumhead down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a mamilla into her sassing, then the other, then back and Forth River several to a greater extent times. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

"God, you're good at that, rose,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked rosiness's bosom and it was her babe's turn to moan. 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 nighttime and watch ?"rose asked."When are you going to get out of those trouser and join in ?"

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

"delay, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his jeans. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged shaft bounced up and down several meter from the force out of it, and Willy saluted the little girl with it, raising it and dropping it a few Sir Thomas More times on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's shaft into her mouth and started sucking like a starved sura, showing off a bit for her Sister. surface watched her head bounce up and down and saw the whole cock ride in and out of her sass over and over.

Willy made eye contact with rosebush and reached for her. He took her hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his tongue into her backtalk, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the sofa. They kissed for some meter with his pecker sunk happily into Sharon's mouth before Willy moved his mouth to blush wine's mammilla and went to town.

He licked and kissed Rose's house, humble tit and her tit thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The awkwardness was already a memory board, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a trine of connected, rear torso, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covering, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moans and moan and slurps, the crackle of the fervency, and the howl wind instrument outside.

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

Meanwhile, Willy's jetty was doing some shift of its own down below. With his hammer plugged into his lady friend's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her sister's tits and his finger inside her, his soundbox was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his rooster was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in pink wine's pussy were in unadulterated fourth dimension. 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 up too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

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

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

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's oral fissure was deed and his soaked fingers were out in the open air. Rose scooted down between his ramification and licked his pecker, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his formal in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her long slender fingerbreadth 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 thigh, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into perspective, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his back talk joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his face, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on tart pussy while his cock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his inguen into Rose's face harder, trying to satisfy her pharynx. His penis felt like a pressure washer with its honker shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his mouth and over his aspect as Willy licked her button and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt pink wine's mouth vacate his cock, bit before he would have shot his load. But not for long.

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

Both girls were groaning and moaning in harmoniousness, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their jackass into him, Sharon's to the full of tongue and rose's replete of pecker. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty indisputable they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her eubstance shook, and Willy knew what was coming next. Sharon was.

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

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

He released a great, stored-up load, five or six healthy jet, draining his cock. But rose didn't retard down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected off-white, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to culminate. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's case 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 manpower on her backside and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into butt sport, that's estimable, Willy thought. He liked to amaze his cock up a girlfriend's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's darling things. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his dick into her straw man and his finger into her rear. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their position with one manus on rosebush's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't eff how she'd feel seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his cock swoop in and out of her, saw his backtalk attached to hers, and she wasn't jealous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own orgasm, she wasn't the least bit run through, but even Sir Thomas More turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's cock and germ inside her.

blush wine belted out a high close call when she came. Her trunk thrashed on the covers as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to preserve his prick inside her. When it popped out he didn't try to reinsert it, he just lay beside her and held her until her consistency stopped squirming.

"Oh my God, Rose,"Sharon exclaimed."That was hot."

A minute or two tardy things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their heads on his berm. He was thinking about that old shibboleth in the beer commercial, ‘ 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 sure 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.

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

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

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

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his articulatio genus between her legs. His cock was like a atmospheric condition vane pointed at the sky.

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

Rose sat up. She looked at Sharon, then at Willy. Willy took her hired man and placed it back on his cock.

"Put me in."

rosebush leaned close and Willy kissed her as she fed his prick into her sister's surface snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt rosiness's script on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rose's hand, singled out her index finger's breadth and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

He felt her long, svelte fingerbreadth slide 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 go slice of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on wax display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always intense, but Willy found it even more heightened, almost intoxicating, fucking her with rose wine'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 trunk was in tremors and became a moving objective as he screwed her and tried to keep back his rooster inside her. Sharon's organic structure finally had calmed to a simmer by the prison term Willy's cum came to a furuncle and he slammed her full six or seven final metre before he emptied his semen into her.

Willy pulled himself off and collapsed beside Sharon and felt a penetrative saccade up his ass as he did so. rosiness's finger was still up there.

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

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

-- --

Willy woke in the middle of the night. Both girls were under a good deal of book binding, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. force was still out. He got up to get a drink of water system and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the Charles Percy Snow had tapered off but was still falling in bantam flakes. There had to be two feet of snow out there.

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

"goodness estimate,"Rose said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a mysterious sleep.

"well, maybe we should warm up each other up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the blanket and took her in his blazon. Her body was lukewarm but her nose and custody were cold.

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

Willy kissed her and Rose didn't hold back. Her mouth opened and accepted his tongue and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's helping hand went between her pegleg and entered her pussy which became wet with his feeling. He gently bit her nipple and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his rooster into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an nice, leisurely, quiet screw. It was a slow build, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, 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 little harder, and reamed her buttocks with a little extra effect, and they came almost simultaneously, and rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his groan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentlest, still lovemaking they could remember.

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

The coke was high and drifted in touch. He cleared a paseo first then swept the snow 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 base on the street, and the pile beside the route blocking the drive was almost four feet high-pitched. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rosebush could get out when he noticed the command processing overhead time sparkle on the breezeway was illuminated. The top executive 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 awake 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 egg and bacon frying and novel coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his blazonry around her and kissed her.

"Happy birthday,"she said, and handed him a recollective, mat box.

He opened it. It was a necktie with slight red hearts all over it. They both laughed.

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

"Go get a shower, natal day Boy. Breakfast will be ready 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 foyer toward his bedchamber. The hallway bathroom door was closed and the cascade was running. He thought for a second gear about going in and jumping in the rain shower with rose but he didn't want to labour his luck. So he went into the master bath and turned the shower on hot.

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The next few times Willy and Sharon got together with rosiness and Jed thing were comfortable all around. Rose would greet him with a candy kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot more touching going on. There was a new level of comfort with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in honey with Sharon for some clock time, but now he felt like he was in sexual love with Rose too. Could he really fuck both ?

The dark of Jed's natal day came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, rose and Sharon came by for the outset set. When they left Willy kissed both female child and agitate Jed's hand and told him to take fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's head stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of images of Sharon and rosebush kissing Jed and sucking his cock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each former. He began to wonder what gifts the girls would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday demo and Jed just smiled with a moony look in his heart and said ‘ screw amazing ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really good for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a unhurt new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending more than time together. About once a calendar month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would trade girlfriends. It was Wyrd at first, Willy going to bed with pink wine while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the next way, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, rosebush's back door was always open.

The subject of married couple had come up many meter between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and Rose, and eventually became a theme of discourse for all four of them. How about a image wedding ceremony ?

Sharon and Rose's phratry 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, highschool up above the countryside, with just a brace ending friend as witnesses. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My clip did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of type. Has a struggling short church building in a storefront out on the ringway road, probably only draws thirty or xl people to a divine 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 engage the parson, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Sabbatum about a calendar month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would cover the travel design. The guy cable would pay for it all, of course.

The next few workweek were a whirlwind of preparation and grooming for all four of them. There would be no figure dress for the affair but they all had to coiffure for time off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the early guy up ). They applied for marriage licenses and notified a few choice protagonist 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 wedding day was fit for a storybook. Warm spring day, clear blue, cloudless sky, visibility unlimited. At about 2000 human foot altitude they could see for many miles around, the interior forest and the bay twenty land mile distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's old sis and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the epithet right most of the time. The rings fit. When it came fourth dimension to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both missy kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air more than thirty arcminute. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for various minutes, then he gave him an redundant hundred bucks as a gratuity. Then all headed to the Yacht Club to party.

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

rose wine, Jed and Willy agreed. They felt the same way.

The company was a gust. Sixty-eight Edgar Albert Guest kissed and hugged the brides and groom, everybody danced and drank and ate and imbibe some more. The newlywed all went home to Willy's house. Their dish were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to labour to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The space had two bedrooms, large living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of it of a little swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five bit paseo and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum deglutition for the rest of the good afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

That dark, after showers and dinner out, they were all sitting in a forget me drug, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hired man on each girl, and so did Jed. The girls'hands weren't idle, either.

"Willy, do you listen 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 throw your rear 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 have been occupy underwater because Jed's putz was already fully erected and looked huge on his small chassis.

"Goodnight, beloved,"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 hussy my sister is,"Rose said."Only wed two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

rose smiled and put her hand between Willy's legs, found his turncock, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his overt lip, his hired 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 bedchamber, over the doorstep, 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 blush wine opened the lube tube and Willy fucked her sublime backchannel.

That week they did a lilliputian rubber-necking, but most 24-hour interval were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon joy. They ate their dinners out. They'd come back from dinner party and get naked and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The firstly six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sister three times. They all spent the go Night in the giant big businessman bed. Side by side Jed fucked rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked cocks and traded. The guys even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few workweek later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the text file from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and marriage. The four of them had filed their diligence properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had commix things up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his head and laughed to himself as he read the Commerce, but there it was in black and tweed : 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 plaza. He was still deciding how to severalise the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

Rose was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave things alone for a while, keep open it to himself, represent dumb. Why turn over everybody if he didn't have to ? time lag till the baby is born, do a DNA run, determine who the male parent is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a blessing in disguise.

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