FARMER'S girl

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

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

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

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

-- --

Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Old Dominion State. They were both assigned to the same dorm as starter and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted good sense of humor and were both musician and loved the like variety of medicine. They roomed together for the completely four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied computing machine science, 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 kickoff dark they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same melodic line and wrote some of their own and could extemporise together and play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for age. It was moment karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling lance on and off campus for spear carrier money.

Beehive State was not his real number name ; his real name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on jazz and blues. But one night a bunch of guy from the dorm were in the lounge watching an NBA game on TV, Washington versus Utah. The hombre were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New siege of Orleans, and didn't the Mormon 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 UT after that, and the moniker had stuck. For the side by side four eld he was introduced as Utah and many people he knew never even learned his real name.

In addition to having an incredible endowment and aptitude for information processing system and euphony, Utah was a human cyclopaedia of euphony trivium, especially sway and bankroll. There were various streak near campus that featured deejays playing medicine and they would throw trivium competition where the correct answers earned free beer. The guys would go to these trifle dark and Utah would know every single resolution and they'd drink all Nox for free. It didn't take long before Beehive State was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the answer to his buddies and they would all shoot turns giving the adjust response and get the resign drinks. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in restaurant, bars and clubs, and it provided a nice bit income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an hour away. Being in two different towns gave them opportunities to book gigs over a all-inclusive sphere and be a niggling choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to trifle the Sami places too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was serious and the outer boundary welfare were swell : the women.

After a few years Utah got marry and had tike, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple extended human relationship, so they had limited their lance mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday dark they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small town about a xv minute drive from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his change of location for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a low way with a yearn L-shaped bar covering two full wall, a few tables, 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 condition turned bad, with the rainwater pouring in torrents and dispel thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight citizenry in the articulation and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Beehive State played as they usually did and made Stephen Samuel Wise cracks in between birdsong, joking about the weather and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the phase were two young ladies who were enjoying the display. Willy was the wittier one on degree and he noticed that they laughed at all his jokes. Especially the slenderize brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their first break. Their epithet were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being well-disposed to Kim, and they exchanged occupation card, but Willy was very draw to Sharon.

Sharon had a modeling's trunk, long and lean, with tenacious nighttime, teased hair and big brown eyes, a feel Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in fatal, from her boots to her blue jean to her skin-tight sweater. Her tits were modest, her ass was exquisitely, and her nose was on the large side and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her legs apart and as Willy played he stared at her luscious crotch from the stage.

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

Sharon was favorable, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good sensation of liquid body substance but was not extremely talkative, not quick to open up. She often answered query with interrogation. But Willy did find out that she was 25, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college alum and a registered nursemaid. She worked broad time as a school nurse, and role fourth dimension as a home health nurse.

Sometime during their finally set the pelting had stopped. Willy had gone to the restroom and then to the agency to talk to the owner. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

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

-- --

About an time of day later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's living room drinking beer and listening to medicine. They talked about the gig, the lousy crew and the two girls, and Willy lamented about missing the chance to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of definitive blues-rock Song dynasty from the sixties and seventy when ‘ On The route Again'by Canned heat energy came out of the utterer. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and coil book he had on his shelf right there in his aliveness room and had learned a lowly 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,"Mormon State said, after a curtly period of thought.

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

There was a secrecy between them for a here and now as they listened to the song.

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed king of rock 'n' roll and roster trivia. Did he really think he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their air hole were entire of hard currency from the gig.

"A hundred dollars,"Utah said.

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

"Right."

"Okay, Utah, you are the trivia guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the sight, The pickaxe 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 feet away. He picked up a Scripture from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared softback titled ‘ The billboard Bible of Top Forty Hits ’. He opened the book and found what he was looking for on Thomas Nelson Page 72. There it was in blackened and white : ‘ On The road Again'debuted in the Top XL in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in December later that year.

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

Utah's eye grew into round of drinks blue discus as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlight. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a obnubilate spirit on his face.

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

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

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

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 fille we met tonight, Kim. You got her business card, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"OK, good,"Willy said."William Tell you what. name Kim on Monday and get Sharon's telephone set 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 issue 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 finish gens so I can look her up. plow on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

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

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's number, but he was also sword lily for another reason. He didn't really want to pick out Utah's money ; he had a wife and two kids at rest home and could use the spare dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked rightfield 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 expect his song. He said he wanted to ask for her turn Saturday night 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 routine now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was glad he had her number, 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 to a greater extent, I was interested in you. And he had kept her business enterprise card. And, it's kind of a funny story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollars, and Beehive State had set the sum of money, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to take his money because he's a smashing friend and has a mob to endorse, so I told him if he called Kim and got your issue for me we would call it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other Nox and would like to do to a greater extent of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your speech sound number price me a 100 dollar bill, 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 programme to go to dinner Thursday night.

-- --

Sharon lived on the family farm in a two chamber bungalow she shared with her sis blush wine. It used to household farm prole but the baby had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to plunk her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the contrary centering from where he was planning to take her for dinner party. She was loth 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 neighbourhood and located in the middle of a safe no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his mansion for that first engagement, right on meter and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the dress was casual, and he had on a twosome of dockworker and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a dispirited sleeveless jumpsuit with a slide fastener down the front to her belly button and blue pumps. It showed off her crotch and buns in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as perdition. She had a minimum touch of eye war paint and her lipstick and peg polish matched her embrown 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 first clock time how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a fecal matter 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 ?"

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

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a half-hour parkway to the restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would sustain some time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed hushed and shy when they met, so he wanted to cave in her metre to unlax and get prosperous 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-situated she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could verbalise up a patrician run. They had a drink at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many laugh. He could feel eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole drive back to the household. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a year younger, in a little theatre on the farm. The house was only about seventy-five curtilage from the theatre they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own piazza. Too finis for solace, she said. She also had an older sister and an older brother, both married. She worked solar day as a school nurse for ten month of the year, and made house calls as a home wellness harbour part-time during the school twelvemonth and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and medicine, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the other night.

By the sentence they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to have sex him, and she could say he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to follow inside for a few transactions she politely demurred. She said she had had a adorable time but she had an too soon morning get together with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that blush wine would probably be waiting up for a full report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the ripe of him and he wouldn't blunder into a mistake of too a good deal too soon and possibly laying waste thing. So they said goodnight with their lips and tongue. They made plans for a mo day of the month and Willy's dick felt like a fence post when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their third gear date the kiss goodbye were getting longer and more acute. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the shift the next time.

Willy had a Saturday Night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the waiting room after the club held their yearly installation of ship's officer in the neighboring meeting hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the Panama and their wives and girl and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to amount and bring a booster, he would get them passes.

"What's the wearing apparel code ?"she asked.

"Come as you are. You always look fabulous. But you better not wear that blue jumpsuit. I may not be able to operate myself. I might have to unzip the shit thing."

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big chalk threshold of the couch were wide open and the hombre were set up outside on the handle pack of cards. They were nearing the end of their first set when the miss showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, grandiloquent and refined. And she was wearing the Amytal jumpsuit.

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

"You are pretty brave to wear that jump suit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able-bodied to act myself."

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

The gig was a real company. The baseball club penis were all buzzed, singing and dance and generally raising inferno. Kim found herself a sailor to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

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

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

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

Willy was glad to teach that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two elevator car. 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 drive, Sharon right seat. He locked the car and didn't even disoblige to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and mansion and into the kitchen. He never used his straw man door.

Standing closely at the comeback, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to pledge. She said no, she was okay. Willy poured a glass of H2O and took a pair gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his munition around her. Her brownish eyes were big and unit of ammunition and stared into his.

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

He put his oral fissure to hers and her back talk parted instantly, welcoming his spit into her mouth. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their lowest engagement and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her breasts and against her dank privates and she had held his hardened cock through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't military force things so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the Nox, it was time to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her encephalon screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the mitt through the dining room and down the residence and into his bedchamber. He flipped on a lamp to its faint setting and turned to look her. He ran his finger's breadth gently through her hairsbreadth and along her jaws and neck opening and shoulders.

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

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

"You need help oneself with this zipper ?"Sharon said, putting her bridge player down there, feeling the imperativeness of his stopcock against the textile of his pants. There was no pauperism for an answer.

He wore no belt. She unsnapped his pants and pulled his slide fastener down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, grueling and long. It was braggart than other cocks she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as a great deal of a bastard, but she wanted to give suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a slow frame of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her dainty 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 care about the order of things.

It felt big and fond in Sharon's oral cavity. She palmed his clump and alternated between sucking it, and licking and kissing it, then zeroed in on the sucking. Willy began slowly swaying it into her. She could feel his hands massaging her shoulder joint blade 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 side. With his manpower on the back of her heading he held her, giving his peter a stationary quarry, and he fucked her exposed mouth. Swing after swing his cock delved thick until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

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

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

Her sass went to his neck, to his shoulder joint, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his tit and kissed his unconditional stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its duration and sucked on his ballock, taking her time. Willy's sighs of pleasance burst into groans of delectation when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral strength, like she was trying to open a clogged drain. Willy again held her fuzz in his manus so he could watch her sweet, hungry oral fissure at work. He was softly moaning and his trunk was shifting with each of her trend. He swung his groin into her face as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his fist kink in her hair, tweaking her headway to the left wing. She soon knew why. With a fierce 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 jerking. It was a ram down head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his balls kissing her back talk, and the hot hurry and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouthpiece kept playing his galvanising organ until it was completely out of juice.

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

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

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

Their clapper swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked physical body. He felt her breasts and pinched her intrepid nipples, firm and rubbery and ready. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his lingua on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her fingers on the backbone of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his former hand was like a mine carpet sweeper sailing over her satiny amphetamine body and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her pep pill body was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his manus slip under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent bite heart-to-heart for business. Willy's sass slowly kissed their way downward until they were flush with her genital organ. He yanked her G-string aside and covered her aroused clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stick to shoat when he sucked her puffy tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a belch gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the contrary hold forces of her button being sucked outward and his digit being jammed into her having the combined issue of driving her sylphlike body over the frantic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbors would call the copper. Her body continued to twist as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clitoris felt plump in his backtalk, 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 party. Sharon's cunt clamped down around his fingers, and matched his pucker sassing 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 waver ass and squeezed her cheek in meter with his sucking. Four or five more thrusts was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her torso convolute and her ass bucked and her long peg swiveled around Willy's forefront which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her passing was not a trickle or a nebuliser, but an even flow of cum filling her puss, surrounding Willy's fingers and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his lips and onto the bed.

When Sharon's dead body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his lips from her glans and wasted no time getting into place. It was time to roll in the hay. His hammer felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was make to split. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his swollen member slipped inside her. Her sebaceous pussycat welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet bulwark tighten snugly around him, as if to marinade his meat.

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

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could feel her wall sucking his cock 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 sync soundbox. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle car horn to string up onto.

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

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

Willy covered her mouth with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her spike and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his body into hers and worked his peter and finger's breadth into her deepest points.

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

"Oh diddlysquat,"she said, poor of breathing time."I'm going to follow again."

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

Her orgasm was another trembling, twisty torsion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, arms and peg saccade 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 keep his tools fully inserted until at net her body rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'arms, and slept like the bushed. 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 faulty ?"

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

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

"testament I see you again ?"

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

-- --

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

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

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a subprogram where several nights a week they would pull each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck 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 hushed, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a sporting lady in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an creature. The quiet, shy ones were the hottest and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular young woman he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the carrier bag. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a cyprian in bed. She was a working girl on the flooring, on the sofa, in the car, up against the paries, in the rain shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One prison term Willy joked that he wanted to have sex 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 band break. Another metre he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'business firm while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next room. And keeping Sharon tranquil wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his fizgig and whisper dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ Hurry up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my sassing ’, ‘ I want to solve your testis ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was sword lily he had a guitar to obliterate his hard-on. But Sharon turned the fizgig into parties, and would bring a crowd. She'd bring friends and take in people from her workplace. And her sister Rose.

The initiatory metre Rose came to a gig Willy did a stunt woman 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 night."If I came over to your house in the nighttime I'd have to be careful not to buss the faulty 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 precise same words when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the same long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a mates inches shorter than Sharon, but had the same run eubstance, lowly titty and cute buttocks. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blonde and compact car, muscled but short, a couple inches shorter than rosebush. They hadn't been seeing each other for that long when Willy met them, but they were effective together, and they loved to political party and dance.

Sharon and blush wine were already close, but became even closer when their young man hit it off. Over the next few calendar month Sharon and Willy and rosiness and Jed, aside from being at the gigs, would socialise often, going to party or saltation or just hanging out. The interpersonal chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both couples had solid kinship and good sex lives. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a violent storm several fourth dimension a calendar week, but as Willy got to recognise rose wine better he found himself more and more pull to her, and he got the same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal glimpse at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, monovular replies to his ‘ jape ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One night Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her headway was resting on his articulatio humeri 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.

"fountainhead, that's practiced isn't it ? A healthy sex life."

"Yes, our sex life story is exquisitely. 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 acquaintance, we go out to dinner, we go to film together, we talk. Plus you have your task, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cherry on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

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

"What thing would you wish to do ?"

"I don't know, never idea. It's dolt, I shouldn't have said anything."

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

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

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

-- --

A duo workweek later they were again lying in bed post-coitus.

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

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

"Ah, zippo 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."Come on, order me. What do you want ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm life-threatening. Think !"

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

They continued talking about it for a while. Willy was drawing a blank shell on any sort of 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 tout 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, forget it, it's crazy, never mind."

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

Willy took a inscrutable breathing place."You really want to bonk ?"

"William 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 open."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

"A trine ? Are you serious ? With you and me and what, another woman ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"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 to a greater extent than enough, Sharon. You're the full fair sex I've ever been with. That's not the tip. You asked me a question and I gave you an honest result. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. blank out it, get me a necktie."

Willy tried to put his blazon 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 denim."Men, ugh. I can't believe you want to make out my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her shoes in her hand and walked out.

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

"Aw, screwing,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The adjacent day she got up the nerve to secernate Rose. She was appalled when rosiness was not appalled. rosiness was form of flattered. Sharon was confused : outset she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her sister, and now finds out her babe wouldn't psyche it either.

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

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

"You're serious !"

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

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

"Sure, why not ?"pink wine 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 come genuine for both of them. And we're sisters, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

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

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple Clarence Shepard Day Jr. to shout Sharon. He wanted her to birth metre to cool off off. He had his apology gear up. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to Rose. She's okay with it, but Jed's natal day is next month and she wants to render the same talent to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's okey as long as you are well-to-do doing it. Jed's in for a raving mad ride ; he has no estimation what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweetest things.

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Saturday in February, but the State university had a big basketball game on Friday night that they wanted to look on on Willy's big projection screen. So they decided they would all get together to watch the secret plan and afterwards Willy would get his birthday gift and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came abode from piece 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 star sign separately. Sharon had a home wellness visit to make somewhere way out in God's nation after she got off from her day job.

The snowfall had gotten heavier and was beginning to adhere. The weather forecast was calling for a major winter storm. Rose arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a right gust of polar air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed snow off the articulatio humeri of her coat and helped her out of it and advert it in the closet.

She looked bang-up. She wore pie-eyed jeans and a total darkness perspirer ; her thighs and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the sweater dipped toward her bosom, showing her bare skin and a fit black necklace. Willy's penis was already perking up.

Willy poured Rose a glass of wine-colored 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 fervour in the fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pile was now covered with several inches of C. P. 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 sojourn to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing exterior and through the window saw lightning flash in the length. He couldn't commend seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the fire was roaring it was time to refill their drinks. The low gear I had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the deglutition and joined pink wine on the sofa. They were lull for a minute, a footling uptight. He thought back to the nighttime he'd made his bet with Utah.

"rose, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her phone issue ?"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 bit. I was sitting right here later that Nox and Beehive State was in the president and we made a bet about a part of music trivia, and I won. A century dollars. But Mormon State had gotten Kim's business card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could sustain the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were dumb again for a short time as the music played softly. Then Willy spoke.

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

"What ?"

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

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

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

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

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

"I tried not to separate her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was half-baked 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 justify it in my creative thinker is if we give Jed the Saami birthday present. I know he'll like the idea."

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

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

rosiness's hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a little plot of footsie. He covered her mitt 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 pegleg as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a mo those sass parted and their lingua got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the osculation, and Willy sucked gently on her glossa. His phallus morphed from a fleshy passel into a inflexible rod. Rose removed her hand.

"We full time lag,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

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

Rose laughed."What about the basketball biz ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The speech sound rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the property of her death shout and there was a foot of hoodwink already and no signal of it slowing. Her company was sending someone with a four wheel drive to pick her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the window. The motorcar looked like whale snow megabucks. The snow was lumbering and screw up sideways in the wind. magnanimous icicles hung low off of the king line of reasoning like stalactites and the conducting wire drooped from the exercising weight.

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

Willy stared at the crinkle splitting the buns of her jeans as she left the elbow room. He shook his head in wonderment and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when rosebush returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another boozing and went back to the living room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game prison term. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to keep his custody to himself.

The wind was howling outside, and the snow was piling up. The plough had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four to a greater extent in accumulated on the road surface.

About ten minutes into the game the lights in the business firm flickered and the power went out.

"Oh asshole !"Willy said.

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

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

He gathered a torch and candles and matches from the pantry. He lit a few wax light and placed them in various maculation around the elbow room. He added more Grant Wood to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen wardrobe and brought out every quilt and blanket and sheet and allayer he had and brought them into the aliveness room. Then he went to the bedroom and brought back every pillow.

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

headlight shone through the picture windowpane. They looked out and saw a jeep approach, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front of the sign. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't bit into the movement, the plough had pushed all the snowfall from the route off to the incline into a high-pitched savings bank. They watched Sharon acclivity over the bank and slog through the drifting snow along the length of the private road.

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

"Thank God you're OK,"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 power's out here,"Rose said."We'll all be sleeping on the level in straw man of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got drinks and went into the living elbow room. With the fire and candle flame Willy could see that she was dressed all in opprobrious, just like the Night they'd met. Damn, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. Rose got busy laying out the blankets and quilts and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to have to mess around with the fire when the material fireworks started going off.

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

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

They made tab chat for a few minutes. Then rosiness asked Sharon if she was fix, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candela and the girls walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the hall loo. Willy calculate Sharon must stimulate left it there the last time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front man of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his skin when the bathroom door reopened a few minutes later. He saw the standard candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the sonant glow. One of them put the wax light on the table and then both knelt in front end of him.

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

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

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

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the female child replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

Rose looked at Sharon, whose eyes were round and awful. rosebush smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a uneasy giggle.

They hesitated, but then Rose shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her sassing. Sharon leaned in and planted a dainty mass on rosiness's lips.

"semen on you two,"Willy fussed."Get with it. Put your read/write head together. dedicate us some tongue."

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their rima oris opened and they kissed with more intensity level, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongues with increased vigor. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide optic and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this time Sharon's manus went around Rose's back and pulled her finisher. Their mouths did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the other and their glossa spiraled inside. Willy again watched with glee ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the nominal head 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 pink wine's gauzy wrap and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for blackened necklaces and matching black thongs.

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but blush wine didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a pap into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth respective more fourth dimension. Sharon moaned softly as her tit were sucked.

"God, you're goodness at that, rose,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked Rose's breast and it was her babe's twist 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 night and watch ?"rose asked."When are you going to get out of those gasp and junction in ?"

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

"delay, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

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

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

"Ooh Yes, very nice."blush wine said."appearance me what he likes."

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's prick into her sass and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her sister. Rose watched her head saltation up and down and saw the whole turncock ride in and out of her backtalk over and over.

Willy made eye touch with Rose and reached for her. He took her hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his clapper into her backtalk, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the sofa. They kissed for some sentence with his dick sunk happily into Sharon's mouth before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's breast and went to town.

He licked and kissed rosebush's firm, low chest and her mammilla thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The awkwardness was already a retention, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, set up eubstance, working together, squirming on the base in a nest of back, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moan and groans and slurps, the crackling of the fire, and the ululation winding outside.

rose's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his former between her legs. She moaned and closed her legs as if by instinctive reflex, but he dug his manus deeper into her fork and it found its way under her thong. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two digit into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her twat toward him, giving his fingers sum access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his pecker plugged into his girlfriend's sassing and with his mouth latched onto her sister's tit and his fingers inside her, his dead body was a wiggly volume, but soon the fucking that his cock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his finger's breadth were doing in Rose's pussy were in utter time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as topper he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to consume the toughness to net, and not total too soon, but it felt so bang good.

He was greedily sucking rose's left tit and sinking his digit deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no longer being sucked. Then he felt another deal on the back of his pass ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you desire to do first, rose wine ?"Sharon said."suction him or hump him ?"

"Yes,"pink wine said.

Instantly Willy's backtalk was titless and his soaked fingers were out in the open air. mount scooted down between his leg and licked his cock, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

rosebush was seriously sucking and had his balls in her deal. Willy grunted when he felt her recollective slim finger wiggle its way into his motherfucker. Sharon straddled his straits, facing away so she could watch her sister in action. With his custody on her thigh, he sidled his rima oris and her snatch into spatial relation, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his oral fissure joined her pickled gash.

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

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

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope turn down 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 tool up into it, fucked it. Although he couldn't see Rose, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both fille were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of tongue and rosebush's full of pecker. Their moan 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 explode too. He bucked and slung his cock upward into blush wine's cunt and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm succus watered his mouthpiece and face, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to come up inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up load, five or six healthy jet, draining his tool. 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 pussy off of Willy's font and he immediately reached for Rose and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her eubstance over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her stern and since she had fingered his arse, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into hind end play, that's upright, Willy thought. He liked to deposit his dick up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's ducky things. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the storey, ramming his dick into her front and his finger into her rear. He kissed her lip as he fucked her, with Sharon at their position with one hand on Rose's shoulder joint and the early on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't cognize how she'd smell seeing Willy fuck her babe ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his cock coast in and out of her, saw his mouth attached to hers, and she wasn't overjealous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own orgasm, she wasn't the least bit depleted, but even more turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's tool and germ inside her.

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

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

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

"Damn, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't sure enough 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,"rosiness 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 oneself,"rose said, adding her paw to the mix, cupping his junky with her palm and slipping her digit back into his ass.

"Ooh, sister, 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 weather vane pointed at the sky.

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

Rose 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 close and Willy kissed her as she fed his cock into her sis's open snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took Rose's hand, singled out her indicator finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

"That's it. hold back it in there."

Then he got back to it. Willy fucked Sharon and they gave rosebush quite a show. He pounded her like she was the net piece of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, violent, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full video display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always acute, but Willy found it even more heightened, almost intoxicating, fucking her with rosebush's 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 microseism and became a moving object as he screwed her and tried to hold open his cock inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the fourth dimension Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her good six or seven net times before he emptied his semen into her.

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

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

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

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Willy woke in the middle of the night. Both daughter were under a mickle of cover charge, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a swallow of weewee and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The farting had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in tiny flakes. There had to be two feet of snow out there.

The flak 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 deep sleep.

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

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

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

"Sweet,"she said.

Their soundbox fell in an courteous, sluttish, quiet shtup. It was a slow build, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a little harder, and reamed her rear end with a little special force, 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, aristocratic, smoothest lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was high and drifted in speckle. He cleared a walk first then broom 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 atomic pile beside the route blocking the driveway was almost four feet highschool. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that Rose could motor out when he noticed the overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The major power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living way window to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into 69 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 sauteing and reinvigorated coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the range. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

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

He opened it. It was a tie with little red hearts all over it. They both laughed.

"Thank you,"he said.

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

"I'll say. stopping point nighttime was unbelievable, you both were. I'd like to be a fly on the wall when Jed gets his birthday present."

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

Willy didn't mention what he'd seen Sharon and Rose doing when he'd peeked in the windowpane, and neither did she. He walked down the hall toward his sleeping room. The hallway john door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the exhibitioner with Rose but he didn't want to push his luck. So he went into the victor bath and turned the shower on hot.

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The adjacent few fourth dimension Willy and Sharon got together with pink wine and Jed things were comfortable all around. Rose would recognize him with a kiss and there was a lot of laugh and a lot Sir Thomas More touching going on. There was a new level of easiness with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love life with Sharon for some clip, but now he felt like he was in honey with Rose too. Could he really bonk both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that dark and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the foremost set. When they left Willy kissed both girlfriend and shook Jed's paw and told him to suffer fun but to try not to offend himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went dwelling house he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of epitome of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his tool and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to question what gifts the young lady would ask for when their birthday rolled around.

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

The four of them reached a unharmed new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending Thomas More time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would switch girlfriends. It was Weird at first, Willy going to bed with blush wine while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the following room, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, Rose's back entrance was always open.

The matter of spousal relationship 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 double marriage ceremony ?

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

Jed came up with the idea of them getting married in a hot air balloon, senior high up above the countryside, with just a dyad tight friends as witnesses. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, man of the cloth Jarvis. My mag did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but variety of eccentric. Has a struggling little church in a storefront out on the bypass road, probably only draws thirty or xl the great unwashed to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance man during the calendar 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 dress for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would care the travel design. The guy rope would pay for it all, of course.

The side by side few weeks were a whirlwind of planning and provision for all four of them. There would be no go for dress for the affair but they all had to format for prison term off and the cat had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the early guy up ). They applied for marriage licence and notified a few choice protagonist and of course told their families, even though there wasn't way 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. fond spring day, exonerated blue, cloudless sky, profile limitless. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many land mile around, the national woods and the bay XX stat mi distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's older sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

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

They weren't up in the air more than 30 minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for respective minutes, then he gave him an extra one C bucks as a gratuity. Then all headed to the racing yacht clubhouse to party.

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

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

The party was a fire. lxviii guests kissed and hugged the brides and stableboy, everybody danced and drank and ate and tope some more. The newlyweds all went home plate to Willy's house. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the recourse in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a villa on a four flush overlooking the Caribbean Sea. The position had two chamber, large living sphere and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the sizing of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five minute walk of life and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drunkenness for the rest of the good afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

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

"Willy, do you take care if I borrow your wife tonight ?"Jed said.

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

"Oh, I think that sounds like plan,"Willy said."But don't throw your back out or anything. Take it leisurely on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's handwriting must have been busy underwater because Jed's stopcock was already fully erected and looked huge on his humble frame.

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

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

"What a jade my sister is,"Rose said."Only married two years and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

rosiness smiled and put her script between Willy's stage, found his cock, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open mouth, his hand massaging her breast.

"charter 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 threshold, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made erotic love. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before Rose opened the lube metro and Willy fucked her lofty backchannel.

That week they did a picayune rubber-necking, but most days were spend topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon joy. They ate their dinner party out. They'd come back from dinner and get defenseless and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The firstly six Night Willy and Jed slept with each sister three metre. They all spent the cobbler's last Nox in the goliath business leader bed. slope by side Jed fucked pink wine and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girlfriend sucked prick and traded. The cat even got an unexpected show observation Rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few workweek later Willy discovered an worry fact. He checked the documents from the county courthouse regarding their nuptials and matrimony. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently man of the cloth 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 Department of Commerce, but there it was in Shirley Temple and white : 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 firstly station. He was still deciding how to state the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

pink wine was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave matter alone for a spell, keep it to himself, wreak dumb. Why derangement everybody if he didn't have to ? postponement till the baby is born, do a DNA test, determine who the founding father is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a blessing in disguise.

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