granger'S DAUGHTERS

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

Willy had just made a laugh, saying that Sharon and her sister Rose looked so much alike, if he were to come over to their house in the night he would have to kiss both of them to figure 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.

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Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Old Dominion. They were both assigned to the same student residence as fresher and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the Saami twisted sense of temper and were both musicians and loved the same kinds of euphony. They roomed together for the unanimous four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied computer science, but it was the euphony that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and sea bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same line and wrote some of their own and could improvize together and dally off of one another as if they'd been playing together for class. It was minute karma. It didn't take foresightful before they started hustling gigs on and off campus for extra money.

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

In addition to having an incredible talent and aptitude for estimator and euphony, Utah was a human cyclopedia of music trivium, especially tilt and ringlet. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing medicine and they would go for triviality contests where the correct answers earned release beer. The guys would go to these trivia nights and UT would sleep together every one resolution and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take farseeing before Beehive State was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the resolution to his buddy and they would all take turns giving the correct answer and get the free drinks. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in eating house, barroom and ball club, and it provided a decent second income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine publisher in a townspeople about an hour away. Being in two different town gave them opportunity to book lance over a full area and be a lilliputian choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to play the same post too often. They liked their job, but they liked playing music eve and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe welfare were great : the women.

After a few years Mormon State got get hitched with and had youngster, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple gallop kinship, so they had limited their fizgig mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their recently twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small town about a fifteen second drive from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to playscript the gig. It was a minor way with a long L-shaped bar covering two entire rampart, a few tables, an region cleared for dancing and a petite stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned spoilt, with the rainfall pouring in pelter and scattered thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Utah played as they usually did and made Wise fling in between birdsong, joking about the weather and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their first base break. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being favorable to Kim, and they exchanged business wit, but Willy was very draw to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's body, tenacious and tilt, with foresightful night, teased haircloth and big chocolate-brown eyes, a feeling Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in lightlessness, from her boots to her jeans to her skin-tight sweater. Her teat were small-scale, her ass was fine, and her nozzle was on the expectant side and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar throne with her pegleg 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 round of potable. During one of Utah's solo numbers he sat succeeding to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his future break talking to her as well.

Sharon was well-disposed, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good sense of wit but was not extremely talkative, not immediate to give up. She often answered questions with enquiry. But Willy did encounter out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a show nurse. She worked to the full time as a schooltime nanny, and part fourth dimension as a domicile health nurse.

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

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

-- --

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

They were listening to a mix of classical blues-rock songs from the sixties and mid-seventies when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the talker. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and roll book he had on his ledge right there in his living room and had learned a small fact of trivium that he'd never known before.

"You know something that I never knew until recently, Utah ?"Willy said."That ‘ On The route Again'was a top 40 hit for Canned Heat before ‘ Going Up The commonwealth ’.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed king of Rock and roll trivia. Did he really conceive he would gainsay him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pockets were wide-cut of hard cash from the gig.

"A one hundred dollars,"Utah said.

"Okay, let's get this heterosexual person,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred one dollar bill that ‘ Going Up The area'was a a top forty hit for Canned hotness BEFORE ‘ On The Road Again ’. And I am saying the opponent, that ‘ Going Up The land'was a top 40 hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. Right ?"

"Right."

"okay, Beehive State, you are the trivia Guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The selection of the Pack, The Cream of the Crop, The Swami, The B. B. 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 animal foot away. He picked up a book from the bottom ledge. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The billboard Book of Top XL Hits ’. He opened the Quran and found what he was looking for on Page 72. There it was in black and white : ‘ On The route Again'debuted in the Top Forty in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in Dec later that year.

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

Mormon State's oculus grew into rung blue disk as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a confused look 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 missy we met tonight, Kim. You got her business card, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, dear,"Willy said."Tell you what. prognosticate Kim on Monday and get Sharon's headphone bit from her for me. You do that for me and we'll claim it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

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

"Then at least get her finis name so I can appear her up. turn over on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

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

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's figure, but he was also gladiola for another reason. He didn't really want to take on Utah's money ; he had a wife and two Kyd at menage and could use the special dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was home 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 anticipate his call. He said he wanted to ask for her number Saturday nighttime but she got away. She said you weren't fast 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 felicitous he had her routine, and she said yes, she was gladiolus he had it.

"Kim said your friend Mormon State called her for you. Why didn't you call her yourself ?"Sharon asked.

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

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

"So, I won a one C buck, and Mormon State had set the quantity, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to study his money because he's a peachy acquaintance and has a fellowship to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your number for me we would call it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other night and would like to do to a greater extent of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone identification number cost me a hundred one 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 plans to go to dinner Th night.

-- --

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

Sharon didn't want Willy to piece her up at dwelling house, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite charge 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 theater was in a nice neighborhood and located in the midsection of a safe no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his house for that first appointment, right on time and she looked corking, as expected. Willy had said the clothes was casual, and he had on a span of Dockers and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a depressed sleeveless jumpsuit with a zip down the front to her navel and blue pumps. It showed off her crotch and butt in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as underworld. She had a minimal signature of eye constitution and her lipstick and pinpoint polish matched her brown eyes and hair, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look with child !"he said.

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

He also realized for the first metre how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a stool 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 ?"

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet tall and my last lady friend was five-three. I'm tired of dating midgets."

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

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

Sharon talked almost the unhurt drive back to the menage. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her babe Rose, who was a yr younger, in a little theatre on the farm. The house was only about 75 railway yard from the theatre they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too close for solace, she said. She also had an erstwhile baby and an quondam brother, both married. She worked days as a shoal nurse for ten calendar month of the year, and made house calls as a home health nursemaid part-time during the schooltime year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and euphony, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the early night.

By the fourth dimension they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to do it him, and she could differentiate he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to add up inside for a few minutes she politely demurred. She said she had had a endearing time but she had an early dayspring merging with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that rose wine would probably be waiting up for a full report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't blunder into a misunderstanding of too lots too soon and possibly break things. So they said goodnight with their lips and tongues. They made plans for a second date and Willy's dick felt like a fence station when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their tierce date the kiss goodbye were getting tenacious and more vivid. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the next time.

Willy had a Saturday night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht nightclub. They would be playing in the waiting room after the club held their annual installation of officeholder in the adjacent confluence hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the bluejacket and their wives and girl and courtesan 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 codification ?"she asked.

"Come as you are. You always look fabulous. But you better not wear that blue jump suit. I may not be able to control myself. I might have to unzip the damn thing."

When the nighttime came the conditions was beautiful so the big glass doors of the waiting area were panoptic give and the guys were set up outside on the covered 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 blue jumpsuit.

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

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

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

The gig was a real party. The club members were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising hell. Kim found herself a sailor to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the course of the eve Willy noticed that the zip on the battlefront of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was minuscule cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

Willy was glad to larn 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 private road, Sharon right field behind. He locked the car and didn't even bother to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the service department and menage and into the kitchen. He never used his strawman door.

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

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

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

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

He put his mouth to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her backtalk. Her limb went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their finale date and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her chest and against her dank genitalia and she had held his hardened dick through the cotton plant of his bloomers. She'd wanted him then and almost buckle under, but Willy didn't force thing so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the night, it was time to get horizontal with her new buff, and get her brains screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the helping hand through the dining elbow room and down the hall and into his bedchamber. He flipped on a lamp to its dull background and turned to face her. He ran his finger gently through her whisker 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 figure from her shoulders to her breast."You need help with this slide fastener ?"

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

"You need facilitate with this zip fastener ?"Sharon said, putting her hired man down there, feeling the pressure level of his cock against the fabric of his knickers. There was no need for an answer.

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

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a slow up form of arousal, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite consistency 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 gild of things.

It felt big and lovesome in Sharon's mouthpiece. She palmed his balls and alternated between sucking it, and licking and kissing it, then zeroed in on the suction. Willy began slowly swaying it into her. She could feel his hands massaging her shoulder blades and she knew by his battle cry of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her top dog movements, floating up and down, and took her long locks in his hand and pulled them back so he could better see her facial expression. With his hands on the rachis of her head he held her, giving his turncock a stationary target, and he fucked her undecided mouth. Swing after swing his cock delved deeper until pretty near the whole damn matter was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good hearer. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his rima oris and they did a one-thirty-second glossa suck while she held his swollen prick in her hand.

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

Her lips went to his neck, to his articulatio humeri, kissing him, and she licked his thorax and nibbled his tit and kissed his apartment breadbasket. His stopcock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its distance and sucked on his balls, taking her meter. Willy's sighs of pleasure burst into groans of delight when again she wrapped her sassing around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral force, like she was trying to open a clogged drain. Willy again held her hair in his manus so he could watch her Henry Sweet, hungry oral cavity at employment. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his groin into her face as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his meld nuts.

Sharon felt his fist twist in her fuzz, tweaking her headspring to the left. She soon knew why. With a fierce oink his trunk 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 saccade. It was a force head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his musket ball kissing her lips, and the hot rush and preference of his seminal fluid. He unloaded with each spirt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her lip kept playing his galvanising electric organ until it was completely out of juice.

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

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

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

Their spit swam in his salty glibness and Willy's bridge player wandered over Sharon's naked build. He felt her boob and pinched her hardy nipples, firm and rubbery and fix. He kissed her neck opening and sucked on her earlobe. She sighed and voiced his gens when he flicked his natural language on her nipples and sucked them into his backtalk. He felt her fingers 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 C. H. Best in me,"she said.

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other mitt was like a mine sweeper gliding over her flowing upper body and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her pep pill body was quivering like a bowl of hot pud as he chewed on her swelled teat, then she hissed aloud when she felt his script miscue under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

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

Sharon squealed like a perplex piglet when he sucked her turgid tool into his rima oris. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the initiation on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his fount as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the opposite applied effect of her clitoris being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the blend effect of driving her sylphlike consistence over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbour would name the cops. Her organic structure continued to worm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouth, and hot, like a cayenne Popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to get big !"

Willy slipped his free helping hand under her flit ass and squeezed her cheek in fourth dimension with his sucking. Four or five Thomas More thrusting was all it took.

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

She came like a bbl tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her long pegleg swiveled around Willy's foreland which was buried between her slickened thigh. Her release was not a trickle or a spray, but an even menstruum of cum filling her snatch, surrounding Willy's fingers and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his mitt and between his lips and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his lips from her glans and wasted no time getting into lieu. It was clock time to have it off. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grillwork too long and was ready to split. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his vain penis slipped inside her. Her greasy slit welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet rampart tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

He started slowly, swinging his groin into hers, wanting to convey his time. But Sharon had other approximation. She pushed the pace, slinging her fork into his, forcing him oceanic abyss and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could feel her walls sucking his peter as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every powerful dip of their synchronize organic structure. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a burden horn to hang onto.

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

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

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

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

"Oh diddly,"she said, little of intimation."I'm going to get again."

Willy stepped it up a notch. He threw his full consistency weight behind each plunge, 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, twisty contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongue, coat of arms and legs jerking this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the pecker inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and hold open his putz fully inserted until at last her body rested.

"Was that as salutary as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a clip of unruffled repose.

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's nothing wrong. In fact, everything is nifty. But if my car isn't in presence of our bungalow when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will occupy that something happened to me. I don't want to concern them."She kissed him."Last dark was wonderful."

"will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hands on her pelvic girdle."You sound,"she said.

-- --

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

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

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where several nights a calendar week they would deplume each former up in bed. Sometimes they would have it off 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 quiet, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a cocotte in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy ones were the raging and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, pop girls he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a cocotte on the base, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would eff anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a edible corn athletic field on the sept farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a dead annulus to one of his lance and fucked him leaning up against the car during a band fracture. Another time he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'theatre while they slept ; they did that too, in the very side by side room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his fishgig and susurration dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ rushing up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to total in my oral fissure ’, ‘ I want to lick your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was gladiola he had a guitar to hide his erection. But Sharon turned the gigs into company, and would bring a crowd. She'd bring friends and take in people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The commencement clip Rose came to a gig Willy did a doubling take. From across the room she could have been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, blush wine looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that night."If I came over to your sign of the zodiac in the dark I'd have to be thrifty not to kiss the legal injury girl."

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

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

Rose said the demand Saami lyric when Willy told her about his joke.

blush wine had the same long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple in inadequate than Sharon, but had the same leaning body, humble mammilla and cute rump. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and covenant, muscled but dead, a dyad inches light than Rose. They hadn't been seeing each other for that long when Willy met them, but they were good together, and they loved to political party and dance.

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

Both couples had solid relationship and good sex liveliness. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a violent storm several times a week, but as Willy got to bang rosiness better he found himself more and more pull in to her, and he got the Same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, selfsame answer to his ‘ joke ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

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

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

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

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

"That's not avowedly,"Willy said."We go out with supporter, we go out to dinner, we go to moving-picture show together, we talk. Plus you have your jobs, I have my job and my euphony. 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 like to do ?"

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

"If there are affair you would wish to do, Sharon, please tell me. But I doubt it will change the eating and the ass, especially the fucking. 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 fuck. I could lead you to the opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then come nursing home and shag. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and fuck --."

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

"Ah, nothing really,"he said."I'd ask for a hot-looking intimate fireball, but I already have one."He hugged her close.

"Oh, please,"she bemoaned."Come on, distinguish 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 piece. Willy was drawing a blank on any kind of material talent that he'd like to welcome. He was the type who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"Well, there is one matter that would flub my judgment,"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 looney, never mind."

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A 3,"Willy said.

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

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

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

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a Department of State of stupor."My baby !"

"Well, you asked me."

"We don't parcel 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 best woman I've ever been with. That's not the peak. You asked me a interrogation and I gave you an reliable answer. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. draw a blank 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 sleep together my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her shoes in her manus and walked out.

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

"Aw, fucking,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The next day she got up the boldness to say pink wine. She was appalled when rosiness was not appalled. pink wine was kind of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her fellow wants to fuck her babe, and now finds out her sister wouldn't head 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 back, but if it were both of us… I don't know. It's kinky, but it might be fun. And I think it'd be cool to watch you and him fuck."

"You're serious !"

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

"You and me and…a trey with Jed ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

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

"So, what do you call back ?"rose asked.

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple days to call Sharon. He wanted her to have time to chill off. He had his apology 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 idea ?"

"I spoke to Rose. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is next month and she wants to give the like natural endowment to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's O.K. as long as you are comfortable doing it. Jed's in for a gaga ride ; he has no idea what you're like in bed. I hope you don't killing him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweet-smelling things.

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Saturday in February, but the state university had a big basketball biz on Friday night that they wanted to find out on Willy's big CRT screen. So they decided they would all get together to observe the biz and afterwards Willy would get his birthday natural endowment and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came home from work that day loaded with beer, wine and a tray of deli sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the stripling and it had started snowing in the tardy afternoon. rose and Sharon would be coming to his house separately. Sharon had a home health sojourn to make somewhere way out in God's rural area after she got off from her day job.

The blow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick to. The conditions forecast was calling for a Major winter tempest. Rose arrived at a piffling after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful gust of frigid air blew in with her. They said hi and Willy brushed snow off the shoulder of her pelage and helped her out of it and hung it in the closet.

She looked great. She wore tight jeans and a ignominious sweater ; her second joint and genitals and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the perspirer dipped toward her knocker, showing her bare skin and a fit black necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured Rose a chicken feed of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the sustenance room. He put on some music and pink wine sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a flame in the fireplace. He had brought Sir Henry Wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pot was now covered with respective inches of Snow and the C was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to stimulate an additional home sojourn to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing remote and through the window saw lightning heartbeat in the distance. He couldn't remember 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 drunkenness and joined Rose on the sofa. They were tranquilize for a minute, a piffling high-strung. He thought back to the dark he'd made his bet with Utah.

"pink wine, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her earphone 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 issue. I was sitting right here later that dark and Utah was in the chairman and we made a bet about a piece of music trivia, and I won. A hundred one dollar bill. But Utah had gotten Kim's business concern card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's act for me, he could hold back the money."

"Wow, really ?"rosiness said."A hundred dollar mark. You must have really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

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

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

"What ?"

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

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

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

"No, it's OK,"rose said, putting her hand on his arm."I'm glad you told me. I've had similar intellection. 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 recite her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was wild 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 sole way I could justify it in my intellect is if we give Jed the Lapplander birthday present. I know he'll like the idea."

"I understand, what guy wouldn't ? I tried to distinguish Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right mind would desire both of you. And the foremost fourth dimension I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

Rose's deal was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a petty game of footsie. He covered her hand with his.

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her helping hand between his ramification as he put his rima oris to hers and pressed their back talk together. In a moment those lip parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a fleshy mickle into a rigid rod. rose wine removed her hand.

"We salutary wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday natal day gift."

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

Rose laughed."What about the basketball plot ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the attribute of her last call and there was a invertebrate foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her company was sending mortal with a four bicycle drive to pluck her up and drive her over.

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

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

Willy stared at the crease splitting the keister of her jean as she left the room. He shook his question in appreciation and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

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

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

About ten hour into the game the lights in the family flickered and the baron went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the windowpane. Although it was a white-out outside, all the houses in sight were saturnine. The bloodline were down. He could see flicker popping out of a transformer on a magnetic pole a few household down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and candles and peer from the buttery. He lit a few candles and placed them in diverse spots around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen loo and brought out every puff and blanket and sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the bread and butter room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

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

Headlights shone through the picture show windowpane. They looked out and saw a landrover approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front of the mansion. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't turn into the private road, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the side into a high bank. They watched Sharon climbing over the banking company and slog through the drifting Charles Percy Snow along the length of the movement.

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

"Thank God you're okey,"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 story in front of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got drunkenness and went into the living room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in dim, just like the dark they'd met. shucks, she knows how to change state me on, he thought. rose wine got busy laying out the blanket and quilts and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to give to mess around with the fervidness when the real firework started going off.

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

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

They made chit chat for a few minutes. Then rose wine asked Sharon if she was prepare, 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 foyer W.C.. Willy figured Sharon must own left it there the finis time she was over.

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girls replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

Rose looked at Sharon, whose heart were fill out and fearful. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her pass and emitted a aflutter giggle.

They hesitated, but then blush wine shrugged her shoulder joint, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her sass. Sharon leaned in and planted a dainty great deal on Rose's lips.

"cum on you two,"Willy fussed."Get with it. Put your oral sex together. founder us some tongue."

He put hands on the back of their head 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 mouth opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasance as they tasted spit with increased vigor. After maybe twenty s their psyche separated and they looked at each early with wide eyes and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this clock time Sharon's hired man went around Rose's back and pulled her finisher. Their mouths did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the former and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with mirth ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

pink wine and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed Rose's gauzy wrapping and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both raw except for opprobrious necklaces and matching disgraceful thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."kiss blush wine's nipples, Sharon. suction them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but Rose didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's white meat in her deal and sucked a nipple into her backtalk, then the other, then back and onward several Sir Thomas More times. Sharon moaned softly as her tit were sucked.

"God, you're dear at that, Rose,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked Rose's bosom and it was her sister's go 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 ?"rosebush asked."When are you going to get out of those pant and join in ?"

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

"wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his dungaree. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down several multiplication from the power of it, and Willy saluted the girls with it, raising it and dropping it a few more multiplication on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's cock into her mouth and started sucking like a lust calf, showing off a bit for her babe. Rose watched her header bouncing up and down and saw the wholly cock ride in and out of her mouthpiece over and over.

Willy made eye middleman with rosebush and reached for her. He took her hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his tongue into her backtalk, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the couch. They kissed for some time with his cock sunk happily into Sharon's sassing before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's nipple and went to town.

He licked and kissed rose's house, modest breasts and her mamilla thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The unwieldiness was already a retentivity, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, set up bodies, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a Greek chorus of moans and groans and slurps, the crackling of the fire, and the howling wind outside.

Rose's arm were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one manus behind her back, he slipped his other between her legs. She moaned and closed her legs as if by reflex, but he dug his script deeper into her privates and it found its way under her lash. 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 fingerbreadth sum up access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his backtalk latched onto her sister's tits and his finger's breadth inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his cock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in Rose's twat were in perfect metre. Willy was working on withholding his cum as topper he could as he was working on rose. He wanted to have the toughness to last, and not come too soon, but it felt so fucking 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 hired hand on the rachis of his straits ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you need to do first, rosebush ?"Sharon said."sucking him or have it away him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

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

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

blush wine was seriously sucking and had his ballock in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her farsighted slim finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could watch her babe in natural action. With his hands on her thighs, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into lieu, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his mouth joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his brass, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on sourish snatch while his cock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his bulwark into Rose's boldness harder, trying to fill up her throat. His phallus felt like a pressure washer with its nozzle shut off.

Sharon's twat succus seeped into his mouth and over his face as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose's mouth vacate his cock, moments before he would induce shot his load. But not for long.

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope lower 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 cock up into it, fucked it. Although he couldn't see rosiness, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both female child were groaning and moaning in musical harmony, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of spit and Rose's full of cock. 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 burst too. He bucked and slung his prick upward into pink wine's puss and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his mouth and face, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to come inside her sister.

He released a with child, stored-up load, five or six healthy spirt, draining his cock. But Rose didn't slow down 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 purulent off of Willy's typeface and he immediately reached for Rose and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her posterior and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"rosebush hissed.

So, she's into butt sport, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to deposit his hawkshaw up a girl'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 floor, ramming his cock into her straw man and his finger into her rear. He kissed her backtalk as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one hand on Rose's berm and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to await, didn't know how she'd spirit seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his pecker slide in and out of her, saw his sass attached to hers, and she wasn't jealous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own sexual climax, she wasn't the least bit deplete, but even Thomas More turned-on, watching her baby close in on her own coming, with Willy's cock and seed inside her.

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

"Oh my God, rose wine,"Sharon exclaimed."That was hot."

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

"Damn, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't sure how I'd flavor when I saw the two of you together, but wow, what a turn-on !"

"I'd like to see you two do it,"rosebush said softly. They both looked at Willy.

"I think that could be arranged,"Willy said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Put me in."

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

"Put it in,"he said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The flame had died down so he stoked it back up, added Ellen Price Wood and got it roaring again.

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

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

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

Willy kissed her and rose wine didn't hold back. Her mouth opened and accepted his natural language and they were kissing passionately in an wink. Willy's mitt went between her pegleg and entered her pussy which became wet with his touch sensation. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her paw. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their trunk fell in an prissy, easy, quiet fuck. It was a wearisome 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 piffling harder, and reamed her buttocks with a little extra strength, 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 tranquil, aristocratic, bland lovemaking they could remember.

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The sun wasn't quite up yet, but Willy was. The flame was beneficial, the little girl 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 nose candy was high and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then swept the pull the wool over someone's eyes off of Rose's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again nightlong but there was still a four or five-inch root word on the street, and the big bucks beside the road blocking the drive was almost four pes richly. He got working on that next.

After about an minute he'd cleared enough so that rose could drive out when he noticed the overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The king was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living room windowpane to see if the little girl were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were waken alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into sixty-nine berth, 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 ballock and 1st Baron Verulam frying and bracing deep brown brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his blazon around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

"I'll say. last night 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 set in a few minutes."

Willy didn't cite what he'd seen Sharon and rose wine doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the foyer toward his bedroom. The hallway bathroom doorway was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the shower bath with rose wine but he didn't want to agitate his luck. So he went into the captain tub and turned the shower on hot.

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The next few metre Willy and Sharon got together with rose and Jed things were well-fixed all around. Rose would recognize him with a kiss and there was a lot of laugh and a lot more touching going on. There was a new level of simpleness with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some clock time, but now he felt like he was in honey with pink wine too. Could he really love both ?

The nighttime of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, rosiness and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and shook Jed's hand and told him to get fun but to try not to wound himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His thought were a parade of epitome of Sharon and pink wine kissing Jed and sucking his peter and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the girls would ask for when their natal day rolled around.

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

The four of them reached a entirely new degree of liaison after that, and they all began spending more time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would switch girlfriends. It was weird at first, Willy going to bed with Rose 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 backdoor was always open.

The field of study of wedlock had come up many prison term between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and Rose, and eventually became a matter of discussion for all four of them. How about a duple wedding ?

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

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, clergyman Jarvis. My magazine did a feature a few calendar month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling petty church in a storefront out on the beltway road, probably only draws thirty or forty mass to a Robert William Service, but preaches up a storm 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 hire the government minister, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their articulatio honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would handle the traveling plans. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The next few workweek were a whirlwind of planning and preparation for all four of them. There would be no fancy clothes for the occasion but they all had to order for time off and the guys had to buy ringing ( they shopped together so neither showed the early guy up ). They applied for married couple licenses and notified a few option friends and of course of instruction told their families, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The hymeneals day was fit for a storybook. warmly spring day, pass blue air, cloudless sky, visibility inexhaustible. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many air mile around, the national forest and the bay twenty miles distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and rosebush's older sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were dewy-eyed, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the names right most of the clip. The mob fit. When it came meter to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both girls kissed both men.

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

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

rosiness, Jed and Willy agreed. They felt the like way.

The party was a good time. sixty-eight guests kissed and hugged the Bride and hostler, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The newlyweds all went plate to Willy's house. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to labour to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the holiday resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a Villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The blank space had two bedrooms, enceinte living sphere and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a low swimming consortium. The semi-private beach was a five minute walking and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinks for the rest of the afternoon, and messed around a trivial in the sand.

That night, after showers and dinner out, they were all sitting in a R-2, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hand on each girl, and so did Jed. The daughter'hands weren't idle, either.

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

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

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

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must receive been busy underwater because Jed's rooster was already fully erected and looked immense on his small material body.

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

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

"What a slut my babe is,"Rose said."Only married two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

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

"use up me to bed,"she said."I brought lube."

They got out of the tub and toweled each early off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, over the threshold, so to talk. 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 blush wine opened the lube subway system and Willy fucked her sublimate backchannel.

That hebdomad they did a little rubber-necking, but virtually days were pass topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for good afternoon delight. They ate their dinners 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 multiplication. They all spent the go night in the giant king bed. Side by incline Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The young lady sucked cocks and traded. The guys even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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They returned menage after an incredible honeymoon and tried to get back in the swing of normal life. Sharon moved in with Willy. blush 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 weeks later Willy discovered an concern fact. He checked the text file from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and union. The four of them had filed their coating properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had conflate 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 docs, but there it was in pitch-dark 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 low gear situation. He was still deciding how to severalize the others when they all received another piece of storm news.

Rose was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave affair alone for a while, keep it to himself, represent dumb. Why upset everybody if he didn't have to ? wait till the babe is born, do a DNA test, determine who the founder is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a blessing in disguise.

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