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

Willy had just made a antic, saying that Sharon and her sis rose looked so much alike, if he were to come over to their house in the dark he would accept to osculate both of them to reckon out who was who.

"We don't share our men !"rosiness 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 Virginia. They were both assigned to the same dorm as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sense of humor and were both musicians and loved the Sami kinds of medicine. They roomed together for the whole four twelvemonth and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism John R. Major and Beehive State studied computer science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and basso and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very foremost Night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same tunes and wrote some of their own and could ad-lib together and roleplay off of one another as if they'd been playing together for days. It was instant karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling gigs on and off campus for redundant money.

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

In addition to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computers and music, Beehive State was a human being encyclopaedia of medicine trivia, especially sway and roll. There were several cake near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would hold trivia contests where the decline answers earned innocent beer. The guys would go to these triviality nights and UT would know every bingle response and they'd drink all night for liberate. It didn't take recollective before Beehive State was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the answers to his sidekick and they would all strike turns giving the correct response and get the disengage drinks. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Beehive State continued playing euphony as a duo in restaurants, cake and lodge, and it provided a gracious second income for both of them. UT worked as a computing device programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an hour away. Being in two unlike Town gave them opportunity to Scripture lance over a wide sphere and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to play the same places too often. They liked their task, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe benefits were great : the women.

After a few years Utah got marital and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a duet extended relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their deep twenties.

One Sat night they were playing at a situation called Murph's, a pub in a pocket-size town about a fifteen bit cause from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his travelling for his day job and had managed to record book the gig. It was a small-scale room with a long L-shaped bar covering two stallion wall, a few tables, an area cleared for dancing and a tiny level barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the atmospheric condition turned tough, with the rain pouring in torrents and dust nose drops 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 UT played as they usually did and made wise gap in between songs, joking about the weather and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the stage were two offspring ma'am who were enjoying the show. Willy was the wittier one on stage and he noticed that they laughed at all his antic. Especially the lose weight brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their commencement break. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being favorable to Kim, and they exchanged business cards, but Willy was very pull in to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's body, long and lean, with long shadow, teased hair and big brown oculus, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in total darkness, from her iron heel to her jeans to her skin-tight sweater. Her mammilla were small-scale, her ass was ok, and her olfactory organ was on the bombastic side and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her peg apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious genital organ from the stage.

Willy started talking to them from the level, including them in his raillery, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of drinkable. During one of Utah's solo routine he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his future pause talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy grinning and a estimable sentiency of humor but was not extremely talkative, not quick to unfold up. She often answered questions with query. But Willy did find out that she was 25, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a registered nurse. She worked full time as a schooling nurse, and part sentence as a household health nurse.

Sometime during their last set the rainwater had stopped. Willy had gone to the wash room and then to the office to talk to the owner. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

‘ dogshit ’, Willy said to himself. He hadn't gotten Sharon's speech sound turn. And he didn't even know her last name.

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About an time of day later Willy and Beehive State were chilling in Willy's bread and butter way drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the lousy crowd and the two girls, and Willy lamented about missing the chance to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of Greco-Roman blues-rock songs from the mid-sixties and mid-seventies when ‘ On The road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the speakers. Just a workweek or so before Willy had been reading a careen and roll book he had on his ledge right there in his animation elbow room and had learned a small fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

"You know something that I never knew until recently, Utah ?"Willy said."That ‘ On The Road Again'was a top XL hit for Canned high temperature before ‘ Going Up The state ’.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the unchallenged top executive of rock and bun trivia. Did he really remember he would dispute him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their sack were good of cash from the gig.

"A one hundred dollars,"Utah said.

"Okay, let's get this heterosexual,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollars that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top forty hit for Canned heat BEFORE ‘ On The route Again ’. And I am saying the inverse, that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a top 40 hit AFTER ‘ On The route Again ’. Right ?"

"Right."

"okay, Utah, you are the trivia Guru. The Big high mallow, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The woof of the ingroup, 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 lounge and walked over to the bookcase not ten feet away. He picked up a rule book from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The billboard record book of Top 40 Hits ’. He opened the script and found what he was looking for on Page 72. There it was in black and Caucasian : ‘ On The road Again'debuted in the Top 40 in Sep 1968, and ‘ Going Up The res publica'debuted in Dec later that year.

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

Utah's eyes grew into beat blue disk as he stared at the page like a lapin in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a scattered looking at on his face.

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

"I need another beer,"Beehive 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 missy we met tonight, Kim. You got her business circuit card, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, good,"Willy said."Tell you what. Call Kim on Monday and get Sharon's speech sound number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll vociferation it even."

"Really ?"

"Yeah, really. I was going to ask her for her 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."

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

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

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

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

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's number, but he was also glad for another reason. He didn't really want to take Beehive State's money ; he had a wife and two nestling at home and could use the redundant dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was base. 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 ask his call. He said he wanted to ask for her phone number Sabbatum night but she got away. She said you weren't quick enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. well, I have your number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was happy 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, Mormon State had talked to Kim more, I was interested in you. And he had kept her business carte. And, it's kind of a funny story…"

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

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

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other dark and would wish to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone routine toll me a c Buck, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

-- --

Sharon lived on the family farm in a two sleeping room bungalow she shared with her sister rose. It used to sign farm workers but the sister had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to find fault her up at place, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite direction from where he was planning to take her for dinner. She was reluctant to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his business firm was in a nice neighborhood and located in the midriff of a dependable no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his mansion for that first day of the month, right on meter and she looked neat, as expected. Willy had said the wearing apparel was occasional, and he had on a twain of Dockers and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a dreary sleeveless jump suit with a zipper down the front to her omphalus and blue ticker. It showed off her crotch and butt in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimum touch of eye makeup and her lipstick and nail Polish matched her brownness center and pilus, 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 time how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a stool at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

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

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

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

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a 30 minutes driveway to the eating house. Willy had planned it that way so they would take in some time to peach and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her time to slacken and get comfortable so their dinner party would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to make for out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got comfortable she was not necessarily tranquillize or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a patrician bar. They had a swallow at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many laughs. He could feel eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the unhurt driving back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a year younger, in a picayune theater on the farm. The house was only about lxxv thousand from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too snug for comfortableness, she said. She also had an senior sister and an older crony, both married. She worked days as a schoolhouse nurse for ten calendar month of the year, and made household calls as a home health nurse part-time during the school year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, lawn tennis and medicine, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the early night.

By the sentence they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could secernate he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few second she politely demurred. She said she had had a cover girl time but she had an early dawn coming together with her supervisory program, and with a chortle added that rosebush 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 fuckup into a misapprehension of too much too soon and possibly wrecking things. So they said goodnight with their lips and lingua. They made architectural plan for a second date and Willy's dick felt like a fence post when he walked into his house.

-- --

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

Willy had a Sabbatum night gig scheduled at a nearby racing yacht club. They would be playing in the sofa after the club held their annual installation of officers in the adjacent meeting hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wives and lady friend and paramour got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring in a friend, he would get them passes.

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

"Come as you are. You always look fabulous. But you better not wear that blue jumpsuit. I may not be able-bodied to control myself. I might receive to unzip the red cent thing."

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big chicken feed door of the lounge were widely give and the guy wire were set up outside on the continue deck of cards. 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 elegant. And she was wearing the blueness jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a table to the rightfulness 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 howdy to Kim.

"You are pretty brave to bear that jump suit,"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 grinning on her face.

The gig was a actual company. The club members were all buzzed, singing and dance and generally raising hell. Kim found herself a sailor to butterfly with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the grade of the evening Willy noticed that the slide fastener on the front of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open down to her tits. 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 get word that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two 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 private road, Sharon right wing behind. He locked the car and didn't even rag to take out his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

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

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

He inched closer and put his arms around her. Her brown optic were big and round and stared into his.

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

He put his lip to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her backtalk. Her blazon went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and toilsome. They had made out heavily at the end of their terminal particular date and Sharon had felt Willy's hand on her bosom and against her dank crotch and she had held his hardened putz through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost give in, but Willy didn't 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 brains screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the bridge player through the dining room and down the foyer and into his bedroom. He flipped on a lamp to its dim setting and turned to front her. He ran his fingers gently through her hair and along her jaws and neck opening and shoulders.

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

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the luger slowly down all the way to her navel. He slid his handwriting under the shoulder joint of the suit and slipped them over her branch. The suit fell to the floor and she was naked except for a Shirley Temple thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

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

He wore no swath. She unsnapped his gasp and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, gruelling and farsighted. It was great than other cock she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as much of a son of a bitch, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

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

It felt big and lovesome in Sharon's mouthpiece. She palmed his globe 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 blade and she knew by his cry of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her promontory apparent motion, floating up and down, and took her long locks in his hands and pulled them back so he could improve see her facial expression. With his paw on the spinal column of her head he held her, giving his cock a stationary target, and he fucked her capable mouth. Swing after swing his cock delved deeper until pretty near the wholly hoot thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a expert listener. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his mouth and they did a thirty-second natural language suction while she held his swollen cock in her hand.

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

Her sassing went to his cervix, to his articulatio humeri, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his tit and kissed his flat abdomen. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its distance and sucked on his balls, taking her time. Willy's sighs of pleasure burst into groan of delight when again she wrapped her mouth around his rooster and sucked.

She sucked harder this metre, back and forth with a savage force play, like she was trying to afford a clogged waste pipe. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could watch her sweet, hungry backtalk at work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her bowel movement. He swung his groin into her fount as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his fist wind in her hair's-breadth, tweaking her head to the left hand. She soon knew why. With a fierce grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his projectile were launched.

He came in a cramp, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jar. It was a cram head-fuck, with his rooster in deeper and his balls kissing her lips, and the hot flush and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each squirt and gradually his sexual climax subsided. Her mouthpiece kept playing his electric car organ until it was completely out of succus.

She removed her backtalk from his dick. There was sperm on her chin and the niche of her mouth.

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

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

Their tongues swam in his salty skullduggery and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked human body. He felt her breasts and pinched her hardy mammilla, 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 sass. He felt her finger's breadth on the back 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 other handwriting was like a mine sweeper gliding over her silky upper torso and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her pep pill eubstance was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipple, then she hissed aloud when she felt his manus gaffe under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

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

Sharon squealed like a stuck shote when he sucked her turgid tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the initiation on a burping gun. Instantly she was humping his brass as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the contrary use force of her clitoris being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the blend effect of driving her sylphlike consistency over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbors would send for the pig. Her body continued to wrestle as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouth, and hot, like a jalapeno popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to come big !"

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

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

She came like a barrelful tipping over. Her body perverted and her ass bucked and her long pegleg swiveled around Willy's principal which was buried between her slickened second joint. Her sack was not a trickle or a atomizer, but an even flow of cum filling her pussy, surrounding Willy's finger and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his mouth and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his lips from her glans and wasted no prison term getting into position. It was clip to fuck. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was set to cleave. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his tumesce phallus slipped inside her. Her greasy pussy welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet walls tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

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

"Ooh, that smell in effect,"she barked."Oh yeah, fuck me."She wheezed loudly with every push.

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could feel her bulwark sucking his dick as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every powerful plunge of their synced soundbox. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle horn to string up onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a rigorous ass and there wasn't a lot of loose flesh hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a loud, high eek. He slipped a finger's breadth into her bastard for a more solid grip.

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

Willy covered her sass with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her ears and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his torso into hers and worked his dick and digit into her deep points.

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

"Oh shit,"she said, short of breathing place."I'm going to come again."

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

Her orgasm was another trembling, voluminous contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in knife, arms and legs jerking this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the hammer inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his tools fully inserted until at last her consistency rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'blazonry, 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 faulty ?"

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

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

"Will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hand on her hips."You safe,"she said.

-- --

So, Willy's sex life went from zero to ninety in four engagement.

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

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where several nights a hebdomad they would tear each early up in bed. Sometimes they would make love almost to enfeeblement. They'd eternal rest. 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 hush, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a fancy woman in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy 1 were the raging and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular female child he'd known often played biz and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the hammock. Not Sharon. Once her threshold was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a tart in bed. She was a whore on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would bonk anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to have intercourse her in a corn athletic field on the household farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short skirt to one of his lance and fucked him leaning up against the car during a ring break. Another time he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very future elbow room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his lance and whispering dirty things into his ear between Sung. ‘ hastiness up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to drub your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your brass ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to hide his hard-on. But Sharon turned the fishgig into party, and would bring a gang. She'd bring friends and invite hoi polloi from her workplace. And her sis Rose.

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

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

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

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

blush wine said the exact same tidings when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the same retentive brunette hair's-breadth, although hers was frizzier. She was a distich inch shorter than Sharon, but had the same slant dead body, modest tits and cute stooge. And her nozzle was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blonde and compact, muscled but brusk, a couple inches shorter than Rose. They hadn't been seeing each early for that long when Willy met them, but they were good together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and Rose were already finale, but became even closer when their beau hit it off. Over the succeeding few month Sharon and Willy and blush wine and Jed, aside from being at the gigs, would socialize often, going to parties or saltation or just hanging out. The chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both distich had solid relationships and sound sex sprightliness. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several prison term a week, but as Willy got to know rosebush better he found himself more than and more pull in 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, very replies to his ‘ joke ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

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

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"Well, that's good isn't it ? A sizable sex life."

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

"That's not true,"Willy said."We go out with acquaintance, we go out to dinner, we go to moving-picture show together, we talk. Plus you have your caper, I have my job and my medicine. 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 things would you like to do ?"

"I don't know, never mind. It's poor fish, 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 roll in the hay, especially the fucking. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come home and piece of ass. I could fill you to the opera house, but we'd probably get something to eat and then add up home and fuck. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and screw --."

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

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

-- --

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

"What do you want for your natal day ?"Sharon asked.

In two hebdomad 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 fireball, but I already have one."He hugged her close.

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"semen on, Willy, I'm grave. 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 kind of material gift that he'd like to encounter. He was the type who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A terzetto,"Willy said.

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

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

"A trinity ? Are you serious ? With you and me and what, another char ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a state of electric 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 more than enough, Sharon. You're the best woman I've ever been with. That's not the spot. You asked me a motion and I gave you an reliable response. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. Forget it, get me a necktie."

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

"Please, Sharon…"

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

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

"Aw, ass,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The future day she got up the brass to tell Rose. She was appalled when Rose was not appalled. Rose was kind of flattered. Sharon was confused : first-class honours degree she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't creative thinker it either.

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

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

"You're good !"

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

"You and me and…a ternary with Jed ?"

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

"Really ?"

"Yes. Sharon, this is every guy's fantasy. And we can make it come avowedly for both of them. And we're Sister, we trust each former. We're all attracted to each early and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her head teacher. She thought about seeing Rose fucking Willy, or sucking his pecker. Would she watch over or take part ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would surface like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty inadequate, she'd never been with a guy that short before, would it exploit ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple mean solar day to cry Sharon. He wanted her to have time to cool off. He had his excuse ready. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to rose. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is next calendar month and she wants to hand the same gift to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

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

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the odorous things.

-- --

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

Willy came home plate from body of work that day loaded with beer, vino and a tray of delicatessen sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the teenager and it had started snowing in the late afternoon. Rose and Sharon would be coming to his house separately. Sharon had a home health visit to make someplace way out in God's country after she got off from her day job.

The snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The weather forecast was calling for a major winter violent storm. rear arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful blow of wintry air blew in with her. They said hi and Willy brushed snow off the articulatio humeri of her coat and helped her out of it and hung it in the closet.

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

Willy poured Rose a crank of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the support room. He put on some music and pink wine sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a flaming in the open fireplace. He had brought Sir Henry Joseph Wood in from the woodpile that dayspring and he was glad he did ; the big bucks was now covered with various 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 progress to an additional domicile sojourn to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing alfresco and through the window saw lightning jiffy in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a C storm before.

Once the fire was roaring it was fourth dimension to refill their drinks. The world-class 1 had gone down quick and comfortable. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined rosiness on the sofa. They were tranquil for a minute, a small uptight. He thought back to the nighttime he'd made his bet with Utah.

"pink wine, did Sharon ever tell you the write up of how I got her phone number ?"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 night and Utah was in the president and we made a bet about a spell of music trivia, and I won. A hundred dollar bill. But Utah had gotten Kim's job carte, so I told him if he'd birdcall Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could keep the money."

"Wow, really ?"Rose said."A hundred dollars. You must give really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were tacit again for a forgetful clock time as the medicine played softly. Then Willy spoke.

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

"What ?"

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

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

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

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

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

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

"I'm gladiola you did. We've never done this before. But the entirely 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 assure Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right hand mind would require both of you. And the initiative sentence I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

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

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her hand between his wooden leg as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those lips parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His phallus morphed from a fleshy mass 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 everyday birthday gift."

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

Rose laughed."What about the basketball game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a impulsion on the property of her last call option and there was a animal foot of snow already and no house of it slowing. Her company was sending somebody with a four wheel drive to foot her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The cars looked like giant C piles. The C. P. Snow was sonorous and blowing sideways in the malarky. with child icicles hung low off of the power tune like stalactites and the wires drooped from the weight.

"I have to go to the can,"rose said, standing up.

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

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when Rose returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another beverage and went back to the bread and butter elbow room. The euphony was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was secret plan clip. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to keep his hand to himself.

The wind was howling external, and the blow was piling up. The plow had come through the locality once already, but there was already three or four more inches accumulated on the road surface.

About ten min into the game the lights in the house flickered and the ability went out.

"Oh diddly-shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out exterior, all the home in mess were dark. The telephone line were down. He could see Dame Muriel Spark popping out of a transformer on a terminal a few star sign down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and cd and matches from the buttery. He lit a few candles and placed them in various topographic point around the room. He added more Sir Henry Wood to the hearth.

"This theater has electric high temperature. 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 press and brought out every quilt and blanket and sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the keep way. Then he went to the bedchamber and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to experience a nice comfy nuzzle for three,"he said.

Headlights shone through the characterization window. They looked out and saw a landrover approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front of the firm. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't turning into the campaign, the plow had pushed all the Baron Snow of Leicester from the road off to the face into a high bank. They watched Sharon climb over the bank and slog through the drifting C along the length of the drive.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon needed a drink. They got potable and went into the living elbow room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in inglorious, just like the nighttime they'd met. Damn, she knows how to plow me on, he thought. rose wine got busy laying out the blankets and quilts and pillows in front man of the fireplace while Willy stoked the flak and added another log. He didn't want to ingest to mess around with the fire when the real pyrotechnic started going off.

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

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

They made tab schmooze for a few proceedings. Then blush wine 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 hall closet. Willy figured Sharon must make left it there the last time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his skin when the bathroom door reopened a few hour later. He saw the candela first and watched as it came closer, the daughter led by the soft glow. One of them put the wax light on the mesa and then both knelt in front of him.

If he didn't know better, he could have sworn he was seeing double. rosebush and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, decollete, black lace neglige and black necklaces.

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

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

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girl replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

Rose looked at Sharon, whose heart were polish up and fearful. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a nervous giggle.

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

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

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted natural language with increase vim. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each former with all-encompassing heart and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this meter Sharon's hired hand went around rose's back and pulled her closer. Their oral cavity did not waver, each willingly accepted the other and their knife spiraled inside. Willy again watched with glee ; he fondled himself and his percolate nib pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

rosiness and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed pink wine's gossamer wrap and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both defenseless except for pitch-black necklaces and matching smuggled thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."Kiss pink wine's mamilla, Sharon. Suck them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but rosiness didn't. She bent her pass down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a nipple into her oral cavity, then the early, then back and away several more prison term. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

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

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

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

"Wait, 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, pink wine,"she said, then to Willy :"Lift your butt."

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his denim. She yanked down his Boxer and his hardened, engorged rooster bounced up and down several times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the young lady with it, raising it and dropping it a few more prison term on his own.

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

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

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

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

He licked and kissed blush wine's business firm, modest breasts and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his backtalk. The awkwardness was already a memory board, their forbiddance gone. It was as if they were in a motion-picture show acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, erected physical structure, working together, squirming on the trading floor in a nest of natural covering, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moan and groans and slurps, the crackling of the flak, and the howling wind outside.

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

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his hammer plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his oral cavity latched onto her sister's tits and his digit inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the screwing that his turncock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in Rose's cunt were in perfect time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as topper he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to have the stamen to lowest, and not come too soon, but it felt so shtup good.

He was greedily sucking pink wine's left tit and sinking his digit deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no thirster being sucked. Then he felt another helping hand on the dorsum of his nous ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you want to do first, rose ?"Sharon said."suck him or have intercourse him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's oral fissure was titless and his soaked finger's breadth were out in the open air. originate scooted down between his legs and licked his cock, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her longsighted slim finger's breadth wiggle its way into his bastard. Sharon straddled his pass, facing away so she could watch her baby in action. With his hands on her thighs, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his lip joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his face, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on tangy snatch while his cock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into pink wine's face harder, trying to satiate her pharynx. His penis felt like a press automatic washer with its hooter shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his rima oris and over his face as Willy licked her clitoris and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt blush wine's mouth empty his dick, bit before he would have shot his load. But not for long.

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

Both young woman were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's replete of glossa and rose's wide of peter. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her physical structure 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 rosiness's cunt and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's tender succus watered his lip and face, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to descend inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up burden, five or six healthy squirts, draining his rooster. But rose wine didn't slow down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected os, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her slit off of Willy's look and he immediately reached for pink wine and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her trunk over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her nates and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a fingerbreadth up hers.

"Ooh !"rose wine hissed.

So, she's into tooshie play, that's skillful, Willy thought. He liked to stand by his shaft up a lady friend's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite things. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the flooring, ramming his cock into her front and his finger into her rear. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their face with one hand on Rose's articulatio humeri and the former 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 slideway in and out of her, saw his oral fissure 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 depleted, but even more turned-on, watching her babe close in on her own coming, with Willy's cock and come inside her.

Rose belted out a high close shave when she came. Her consistency thrashed on the covers as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to preserve his peter 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 posterior affair had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their heads on his shoulders. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any punter Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

"hoot, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't trusted 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 thing be up to it ?"Sharon said, stroking his penis.

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

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

He pushed Sharon onto her rachis and hopped onto his knees between her leg. His pecker was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

pink wine leaned close and Willy kissed her as she fed his prick into her sister's open snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt rose wine's deal on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took blush wine's hand, singled out her index fingerbreadth and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

He felt her long, thin 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 appearance. He pounded her like she was the final piece of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always intense, but Willy found it even more compound, almost intoxicating, fucking her with Rose's digit 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 soundbox was in tremors and became a moving target as he screwed her and tried to keep his dick inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boiling point and he slammed her expert six or seven final times before he emptied his seminal fluid into her.

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

"Oh, sorry,"he said."God, that was dependable. I hope you girls don't yield 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 eye of the dark. Both girlfriend were under a mountain of covers, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a drink of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The hint had abated and the nose candy had tapered off but was still falling in flyspeck flake. There had to be two infantry of snow out there.

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

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

"Well, maybe we should warm each early up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the mantle and took her in his limb. Her dead body was lukewarm but her horn in and manpower were cold.

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

Willy kissed her and rose wine didn't clutch back. Her mouth opened and accepted his natural language and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's paw went between her branch and entered her kitty-cat which became wet with his touching. He gently bit her tit and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard putz with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Henry Sweet,"she said.

Their dead body fell in an gracious, easy, quiet fuck. It was a slack build, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his fingerbreadth 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 piddling harder, and reamed her hindquarters with a fiddling extra power, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasance and Willy stifled his groan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentlest, smoothest lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was high and drifted in spots. He cleared a walk first then swept the play false off of blush wine's car and dug it out. The plough had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch base on the street, and the mass beside the route blocking the drive was almost four feet high. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rose could push back out when he noticed the disk overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the bread and butter room windowpane to see if the missy 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 ball and bacon frying and fresh coffee bean brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

"I'll say. Last nighttime was incredible, you both were. I'd like to be a fly on the wall when Jed gets his natal day present."

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

Willy didn't credit what he'd seen Sharon and rose doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the mansion house toward his bedroom. The hallway bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a 2nd about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to push his luck. So he went into the master tub and turned the rain shower on hot.

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The next few times Willy and Sharon got together with rose wine and Jed things were comfortable all around. Rose would recognise him with a 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 dear with Sharon for some metre, but now he felt like he was in dearest with Rose too. Could he really eff both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that dark and Jed, rose wine and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and shook Jed's hired hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went dwelling he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of images of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his cock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to enquire what gifts the girls would ask for when their natal day rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday show and Jed just smiled with a dreamy facial expression in his eye and said ‘ Fucking amazing ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really unspoilt for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a totally new level of liaison after that, and they all began spending more prison term together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would swop girlfriends. It was weird at get-go, Willy going to bed with pink wine while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the future way, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, pink wine's back entrance was always open.

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

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

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My magazine did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling trivial church in a storefront out on the ring road road, probably only draws thirty or XL citizenry to a table service, but preaches up a tempest and works as a care 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 rent the minister of religion, Jed would dress for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a calendar month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would handle the travelling programme. The guy cable would pay for it all, of course.

The next few calendar week were a whirlwind of planning and preparation for all four of them. There would be no fancy wearing apparel for the social function but they all had to arrange for time off and the guys had to buy halo ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for union permission and notified a few pick friend and of course told their families, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big political party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. Warm spring day, open blue, cloudless sky, profile straight-out. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many mile around, the subject woodland and the bay XX miles distant. Pam and UT were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's sure-enough sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the names right nigh of the time. The hoop fit. When it came time to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both girls kissed both men.

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

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

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

The party was a blast. 68 guests kissed and hugged the Saint Bridget and groom, everybody danced and drank and ate and drink some more. The newlyweds all went family to Willy's house. Their handbag were packed. They would be getting up early in the aurora to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The topographic point had two bedrooms, large living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five instant walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drunkenness for the relaxation of the afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

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

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

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

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

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must possess been busy underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked Brobdingnagian on his belittled bod.

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

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

"What a strumpet my sister is,"rosiness said."Only married two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

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

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each other off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, over the threshold, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made lovemaking. 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 rosiness opened the lube tube and Willy fucked her exalted backchannel.

That week they did a piddling sightseeing, but most mean solar day were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon delights. They ate their dinner out. They'd come back from dinner and get bare and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The first six Nox Willy and Jed slept with each sister three times. They all spent the last night in the giant Martin Luther King Jr. bed. Side by side Jed fucked rosebush and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The lady friend sucked stopcock and traded. The guy wire even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few workweek later Willy discovered an interest fact. He checked the papers from the county courthouse regarding their hymeneals and marriages. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had mixed things up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his pass and laughed to himself as he read the docs, but there it was in blackness and snowy : 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-class honours degree place. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

Rose was pregnant.

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

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