farmer'S girl

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

Willy had just made a prank, saying that Sharon and her sister Rose looked so much alike, if he were to number 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 !"rosebush said, when Willy told her about the joke.

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

-- --

Willy and Beehive State had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Saame dorm as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the Saame twisted sensory faculty of humor and were both instrumentalist and loved the same sort of music. They roomed together for the unscathed four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Beehive State studied computer science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and UT played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first Nox they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same tunes and wrote some of their own and could extemporize together and bring off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was instant karma. It didn't take retentive before they started hustling fishgig on and off campus for surplus money.

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

In improver to having an incredible endowment and aptitude for computing machine and music, UT was a homo encyclopedia of music trivia, especially rock and roll. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing euphony and they would hold trivia competition where the castigate resolution earned free beer. The Guy would go to these trifle nights and Utah would make out every ace result and they'd drink all Nox for detached. It didn't take foresightful before Beehive State was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the result to his crony and they would all take round giving the correct answers and get the destitute drinks. Eventually Mormon State and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Beehive State continued playing music as a duo in restaurants, legal profession and clubs, and it provided a nice bit income for both of them. UT worked as a computer programmer in the metropolis while Willy worked for a magazine in a townspeople about an hr away. Being in two different towns gave them opportunity to book fizgig over a wide area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to dally the Saami places too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music eventide and weekends even better. The money was good and the outer boundary benefits were great : the women.

After a few geezerhood Utah got splice and had Kyd, and Willy had drifted in and out of a mates carry human relationship, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a home called Murph's, a pub in a small town about a fifteen minute cause from Willy's household. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a small room with a foresighted L-shaped bar covering two full walls, a few tables, an area cleared for dancing and a tiny stagecoach barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned high-risk, with the rainwater pouring in torrents and scattered thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight citizenry 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 songs, joking about the conditions and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their foremost prisonbreak. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Beehive State was married so he was just being well-disposed to Kim, and they exchanged patronage cards, but Willy was very draw to Sharon.

Sharon had a modelling's body, foresightful and angle, with recollective wickedness, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her kicking to her jeans to her skin-tight sweater. Her tits were humble, her ass was mulct, and her nose was on the large side and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interest. She sat on the bar stool with her legs apart and as Willy played he stared at her delectable fork from the stage.

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

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smiling and a undecomposed sensory faculty of humor but was not extremely talkative, not prompt to open up. She often answered interrogative sentence with questions. But Willy did find out that she was 25, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a cross-file nurse. She worked broad time as a school nurse, and parting time as a home health nurse.

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

‘ Shit ’, Willy said to himself. He hadn't gotten Sharon's phone bit. And he didn't even know her finale name.

-- --

About an time of day later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's keep elbow room drinking beer and listening to euphony. They talked about the gig, the lousy crowd and the two girls, and Willy lamented about missing the luck to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of Hellenic blues-rock Song dynasty from the sixties and seventies when ‘ On The road Again'by Canned heating system came out of the talker. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock-and-roll and drum roll script he had on his shelf right there in his bread and butter room and had learned a small-scale fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

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

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

"Yes, it was,"Willy said, correcting him."‘ Going Up The body politic'was the bigger hit of the two, but ‘ On The Road Again'actually came out a couplet month earlier in 1968."

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

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

"Yes, it did. I was surprised to learn 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 think he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pockets were broad of Johnny Cash from the gig.

"A c buck,"Utah said.

"Okay, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollar that ‘ Going Up The rural area'was a a top forty hit for Canned Heat BEFORE ‘ On The road Again ’. And I am saying the opposite, that ‘ Going Up The state'was a top 40 hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. rightfield ?"

"Right."

"OK, Utah, you are the trivia Guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The choice of the face pack, The Cream of the harvest, The Swami, The magnate. Before I take your money, you must know that I would never bet against you on trivia unless I knew I was right, right ?"

"Right."

"You still wan na bet ?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Willy got up off the sofa and walked over to the bookcase not ten feet away. He picked up a volume from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared softback book titled ‘ The Billboard Book of Top 40 Hits ’. He opened the volume and found what he was looking for on Thomas Nelson 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 commonwealth'debuted in December later that year.

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

UT's eyes grew into rung blue dish aerial as he stared at the page like a cony in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a confused expression 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, UT, let me ask you a question. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her business bill of fare, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

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

"Really ?"

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

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

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

"O.K., it's a deal. But what if she won't move over it to me ?"

"Then at to the lowest degree get her lastly public figure so I can look her up. wrick on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

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

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's issue, but he was also glad for another reason. He didn't really want to ask Utah's money ; he had a wife and two child at nursing home and could use the extra dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was home. She said this is Sharon. He asked if she knew who it was calling. She said she thought so. He said this is Willy. She said she knew that, Kim told her to expect his call. He said he wanted to ask for her number Saturday Night but she got away. She said you weren't quickly 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 supporter Utah called her for you. Why didn't you call her yourself ?"Sharon asked.

"Well, Utah had talked to Kim More, I was worry in you. And he had kept her line of work add-in. And, it's variety of a funny story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred one dollar bill, and Utah had set the amount, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to take his money because he's a great Friend and has a kin to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your issue for me we would call it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other Night and would wish to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your telephone turn cost me a hundred bucks, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

-- --

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

Sharon didn't want Willy to foot her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite word commission from where he was planning to hire her for dinner. She was reluctant to get together him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his house was in a nice region and located in the middle of a safe no-axe liquidator zone.

So Sharon came to his house for that starting time date, right on fourth dimension and she looked keen, as expected. Willy had said the attire was casual, and he had on a dyad of loader and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a wild blue yonder sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the presence to her navel and blue ticker. It showed off her crotch and coffin nail in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell on earth. She had a minimal touch of eye makeup and her lipstick and nail polish matched her Robert Brown eyes and hair, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look enceinte !"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.

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

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

"Hades, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet tall and my death 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 eatery. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed placid and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her time to relax and get well-situated so their dinner would be pleasurable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to make out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got easy she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a racy stripe. They had a drunkenness at the bar before they were seated at their mesa. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many jest. He could palpate eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole ride back to the house. She answered every query and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister rosiness, who was a twelvemonth younger, in a piffling house on the farm. The theatre was only about seventy-five grand from the sign they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too close for comfortableness, she said. She also had an former Sister and an older buddy, both married. She worked daytime as a school nursemaid for ten months of the year, and made house calls as a home health wet-nurse part-time during the shoal year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Beehive State show the other night.

By the time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could recite he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to do inside for a few second she politely demurred. She said she had had a adorable time but she had an too soon morning meeting with her executive program, and with a chuckle added that Rose would probably be waiting up for a full story.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't flub into a mistake of too lots too soon and possibly ruin things. So they said goodnight with their back talk and tongues. They made plans for a second date and Willy's pecker felt like a fence Emily Post when he walked into his house.

-- --

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

Willy had a Saturday dark gig scheduled at a nearby yacht golf club. They would be playing in the couch after the club held their yearbook induction of officers in the adjacent meeting dormitory. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the skimmer and their wives and girl and concubines got imbibe and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and impart a supporter, he would get them passes.

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

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

When the Night came the weather condition was beautiful so the big glass doors of the sofa were wide unfold and the guy wire were set up away on the treat deck of cards. They were nearing the end of their world-class set when the young woman 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 right wing of the leg that he'd reserved for them. They were quickly waited on. Their drink were arriving when Willy joined them at the tabular array. He kissed Sharon and said how-do-you-do 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 grin, shrugged, and glanced at Kim, who had a grin on her face.

The gig was a substantial political party. The club member were all buzzed, singing and terpsichore and generally raising hell. Kim found herself a straw hat to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the course of the eventide Willy noticed that the slide fastener on the front of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open up down to her mamilla. Her tits were not great, so there was trivial cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

Willy was glad to learn that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two cable 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 rightfulness behind. He locked the car and didn't even pain in the ass to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and family and into the kitchen. He never used his nominal head door.

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

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

He inched closer and put his blazonry around her. Her Robert Brown centre were big and round and stared into his.

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

He put his mouth to hers and her backtalk parted instantly, welcoming his clapper into her back talk. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their last-place date and Sharon had felt Willy's hand on her breasts and against her dank crotch and she had held his hardened turncock through the cotton of his gasp. 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 lover, and get her brain screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the deal through the dining way and down the hall and into his bedroom. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest place setting and turned to face her. He ran his finger gently through her haircloth and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

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

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her bellybutton. He slid his hands under the articulatio humeri of the wooing and slipped them over her arms. The suit fell to the base and she was naked except for a grim G-string. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

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

He wore no bash. She unsnapped his gasp and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pant. His dick sprung up, tough and yearn. It was bragging than other cocks she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as much of a bastard, but she wanted to draw this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

Willy sat on the sharpness of the bed. Without a thought 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 dainty body as he drove her to a frenzy, licking her, sucking her, eating her, and fucking her. But he knew all that was going to pass and didn't charge about the order of things.

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

Willy watched her headland drift, floating up and down, and took her long lock chamber in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her face. With his hands on the vertebral column of her head he held her, giving his rooster a stationary target, and he fucked her subject rima oris. Swing after swing his cock delved inscrutable until pretty near the whole damn thing 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 oral cavity and they did a thirty-second tongue suck while she held his tumesce cock in her paw.

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

Her lips went to his cervix, to his shoulders, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his nipples and kissed his flat stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his Lucille Ball, taking her time. Willy's sigh of pleasure burst into groans of delight when again she wrapped her rima oris around his pecker and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and Forth with a feral force, like she was trying to spread out a clogged drainage. Willy again held her hair in his helping hand so he could look on her sweet, thirsty back talk at work. 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 clenched fist bend in her hair, tweaking her head to the left hand. She soon knew why. With a fierce oink his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missile were launched.

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one net jerk. It was a wad head-fuck, with his rooster in deeper and his balls kissing her sassing, and the hot thrill and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric Hammond organ until it was completely out of juice.

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

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

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

Their tongues swam in his salty slickness and Willy's deal wandered over Sharon's naked frame. He felt her chest and pinched her sturdy nipples, firm and rubbery and ready. He kissed her neck opening and sucked on her ear lobe. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his tongue on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her fingers on the rachis 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 beneficial in me,"she said.

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other hand was like a mine carpet sweeper sailplaning over her sleek speed torso and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper berth trunk was quivering like a bowl of hot pud as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand slip under her G-string and two of his fingers entered her.

She was maudlin wet, her snatch a warm, lush bite open for line of work. Willy's lips 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 stuck shoat when he sucked her turgid tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his aspect as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the obstinate applied power of her clit being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the combine core of driving her sylphlike body over the frantic edge.

Sharon was a scorcher. Willy was glad the windowpane were closed so none of the neighbors would call the pig. Her body continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouth, and hot, like a Capsicum annuum longum 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 twat clamped down around his finger's breadth, and matched his ruck back talk suck-for-suck.

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to total big !"

Willy slipped his devoid mitt under her flit ass and squeezed her cheek in time with his sucking. Four or five Sir Thomas More push was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her retentive legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her release was not a trickle or a atomiser, but an even flow of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's fingers and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his back talk and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his lips from her glans and wasted no time getting into position. It was time to have a go at it. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grille too long and was ready to cleave. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his self-conceited member slipped inside her. Her greasy twat 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 assume his clip. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the gait, slinging her private parts into his, forcing him oceanic abyss and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

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

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

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a fast 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-pitched eek. He slipped a finger's breadth into her asshole for a more solid grip.

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

Willy covered her mouth with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her capitulum and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his body into hers and worked his cock and finger into her inscrutable points.

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

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

Willy stepped it up a mountain pass. He threw his full organic structure weight behind each plunge, jamming his cock and middle finger's breadth into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her orgasm was another vibration, voluminous torsion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, arms and legs jolt this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the turncock inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his creature fully inserted until at last her eubstance rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's nothing ill-timed. In fact, everything is great. But if my car isn't in front of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will worry that something happened to me. I don't want to worry them."She kissed him."cobbler's last night was wonderful."

"testament I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hands on her articulatio coxae."You considerably,"she said.

-- --

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

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

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where various nights a week they would tear each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to enfeeblement. 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 quiesce, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The hushed, shy ones were the red-hot and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular girls he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the liberation. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a harlot on the level, on the lounge, in the car, up against the paries, in the shower, you name it. She would love anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to bed her in a maize field on the family unit farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a shortly doll to one of his spear and fucked him leaning up against the car during a striation break. Another time he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next way. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would do up to Willy at his gigs and whisper dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ haste up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my sassing ’, ‘ I want to lick your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to obliterate his erection. But Sharon turned the fizgig into company, and would take a crowd. She'd bring friends and invite masses from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The starting time prison term pink wine came to a gig Willy did a double takings. 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 house in the dark I'd have to be careful not to kiss the wrong girl."

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

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

rosebush said the accurate same lyric when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the Lapp longsighted brunette haircloth, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple up inch myopic than Sharon, but had the same inclination body, modest tits and cute ass. And her nozzle was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but short, a couple inches shortsighted than rosebush. They hadn't been seeing each other for that farseeing when Willy met them, but they were in effect together, and they loved to party and dance.

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

Both couples had solidness relationships and proficient sex lives. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a violent storm several times a week, but as Willy got to lie with Rose better he found himself more and more attract to her, and he got the same sort of vibe off of her. He would often slip coup d'oeil at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their business firm, identical replies to his ‘ antic ’, 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 articulatio humeri and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"Well, that's ripe isn't it ? A healthy sex life."

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

"That's not true,"Willy said."We go out with booster, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your job, I have my job and my euphony. Our sex is the cherry tree 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 matter would you like to do ?"

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

"If there are thing you would like to do, Sharon, please enjoin me. But I doubt it will change the eating and the piece of ass, especially the nookie. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come home base and nookie. I could acquire you to the opera house, but we'd probably get something to eat and then come home and fucking. We can go on holiday, but we'd still end up eating and fuck --."

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

"Oh, please,"she bemoaned."Come on, severalize me. What do you desire ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"cum on, Willy, I'm dangerous. 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 spell. Willy was drawing a space on any kind of material gift that he'd like to pick up. He was the type who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"Well, there is one thing that would be adrift my mind,"he said."But I don't think it's workable. And I don't think you'd go for it."

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

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

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

Willy took a inscrutable breath."You really want to get laid ?"

"Tell me, Willy."

"okey, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A threesome,"Willy said.

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

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

"A ternary ? Are you unplayful ? With you and me and what, another woman ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"Well, you asked me."

"We don't contribution 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 outflank cleaning woman I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a query and I gave you an honorable answer. It's a illusion. I knew you'd never go for it. leave it, get me a necktie."

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

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

Sharon drove home in a miff. She lay in bed with her mind racing and she tossed and turned for lots of the night.

The future day she got up the boldness to tell Rose. She was appalled when Rose was not appalled. rose wine was kind of flattered. Sharon was confused : initiatory she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her Sister, and now finds out her Sister wouldn't mind it either.

"I thought we didn't 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 grave !"

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

"You and me and…a III with Jed ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

Sharon shook her nous. She thought about seeing blush wine fucking Willy, or sucking his rooster. Would she watch or enter ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would Rose like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty poor, she'd never been with a guy that brusk before, would it work ?

"So, what do you think ?"blush wine asked.

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

-- --

Willy waited a pair off days to ring Sharon. He wanted her to have time to cool off. He had his excuse fix. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to blush wine. She's okey with it, but Jed's birthday is adjacent month and she wants to give the Lapp talent to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

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

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the angelic things.

-- --

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

Willy came habitation from workplace 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 wine and Sharon would be coming to his house separately. Sharon had a home health visit to form somewhere way out in God's rural area after she got off from her day job.

The snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to vex. The weather prognosis was calling for a major winter storm. Rose arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a herculean gust of gelid air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed snow off the shoulders of her coating and helped her out of it and hung it in the closet.

She looked slap-up. She wore squiffy blue jean and a nigrify sweater ; her thighs and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the sweater dipped toward her breasts, showing her bare hide and a fit black necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured rose a glass of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the keep room. He put on some music and Rose sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fire in the hearth. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the voltaic pile was now covered with several inches of blow and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make water an additional rest home visit to an older couple. Willy heard the wind blowing outdoor and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't commemorate seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the fire was roaring it was time to refill their drinks. The first ace had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined rose wine on the couch. They were quiet for a minute, a little highly strung. He thought back to the Nox he'd made his bet with Utah.

"Rose, did Sharon ever tell you the story 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 routine. I was sitting right here later that Nox and Utah was in the chairwoman and we made a bet about a spell of music trivia, and I won. A C dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's business organisation poster, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's numeral for me, he could keep the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

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

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

"What ?"

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

rosebush stared at her wineglass and twirled the theme in her fingers.

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

"No, it's okay,"Rose said, putting her bridge player 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 differentiate her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was nutcase and I told her she'd never go for it, to blank out it, but she kept after me."

"I'm sword lily you did. We've never done this before. But the lone way I could justify 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 tell Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right judgement would want both of you. And the starting time time I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

"I remember that Night. I remember thinking how favorable Sharon was."

Rose's hired hand 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 hold off for Sharon before we get started ?"

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her hand between his legs as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those sass parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a sarcoid passel into a stiff rod. rose wine 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 natal day gift."

"You got that right,"he said, then yelled toward the window,"rushing 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 purport on the prop of her last call and there was a pes of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her party was sending somebody with a four cycle drive to pick her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the window. The cars looked like colossus coke cumulation. The snow was heavy and bodge sideways in the nothingness. tumid icicles hung low off of the tycoon lines like stalactites and the wire drooped from the free weight.

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

Willy stared at the crimp splitting the arse of her blue jean as she left the room. He shook his head in wonderment and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when pink wine returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another crapulence and went back to the life room. The euphony was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game time. They sat on the couch together and Willy tried to go along his hands to himself.

The twist was howling outdoors, and the snow was piling up. The plough had come through the neighbourhood once already, but there was already three or four more column inch accumulated on the road surface.

About ten mo into the game the luminance in the theatre flickered and the powerfulness went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the firm in sight were glowering. The lines were down. He could see discharge popping out of a transformer on a perch a few houses down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and candles and matches from the pantry. He lit a few candela and placed them in several slur around the elbow room. He added more wood to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen press and brought out every quilt and blanket and sheet and reliever he had and brought them into the sustenance room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to take a nice comfy nestle for three,"he said.

Headlights shone through the moving-picture show window. They looked out and saw a Jeep approach, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front end of the house. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't routine into the drive, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the face into a high coin bank. They watched Sharon rise over the camber and slog through the drifting blow along the length of the ride.

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

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

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

"That damn Jeep didn't have any oestrus,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The powerfulness's out here,"Rose said."We'll all be sleeping on the floor in strawman of the fervency tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got drinks and went into the livelihood room. With the ardour and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the dark they'd met. damn, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. Rose got meddling laying out the blankets and quilts and pillows in presence of the fireplace while Willy stoked the ardour and added another log. He didn't want to have to mess around with the ardour when the literal pyrotechnic started going off.

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

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

They made check Old World chat for a few minute. Then rosiness asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the young lady walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the hall water closet. Willy work out Sharon must take left it there the concluding fourth dimension she was over.

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

Then they took the wax light and the bag into the bathroom.

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his hide when the bath threshold reopened a few minutes later. He saw the candela first and watched as it came closer, the girlfriend led by the flabby incandescence. One of them put the candle on the table and then both knelt in social movement of him.

If he didn't know better, he could have sworn he was seeing two-fold. rose wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, total darkness lace negligees and inkiness necklaces.

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

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an intense Daniel Chester French kiss for about twenty instant. 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 round and horrendous. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a anxious giggle.

They hesitated, but then blush wine shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her pass out and puckered her lips. Sharon leaned in and planted a goody pile on blush wine's lips.

"cum on you two,"Willy fussed."Get with it. Put your top dog together. Give us some tongue."

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with delight as they tasted glossa with increased vigor. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide oculus and embarrassed smiles.

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

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

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

Rose and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed rosebush's vaporous wrap and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for black necklaces and matching bootleg thongs.

"God, what a yoke of hotties,"Willy said."Kiss Rose's pap, Sharon. sucking them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but rosiness didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a nipple into her rima oris, then the former, then back and away several more times. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

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

"Are you going to sit there all night and watch ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those trouser and sum in ?"

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

"delay, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

"You're going to like this, blush wine,"she said, then to Willy :"raising your butt."

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his dungaree. She yanked down his boxershorts and his hardened, engorged prick bounced up and down several times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the little girl with it, raising it and dropping it a few more times on his own.

"Not bad, huh ?"Sharon said to blush 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 stopcock into her mouth and started sucking like a crave calf, showing off a bit for her sis. Rose watched her head bounce up and down and saw the unharmed peter drive in and out of her mouth over and over.

Willy made eye contact with Rose 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 sofa. They kissed for some time with his dick sunk happily into Sharon's sass before Willy moved his rima oris to rose wine's mammilla and went to town.

He licked and kissed rose's firm, small-scale breasts and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his backtalk. The awkwardness was already a memory, their inhibition gone. It was as if they were in a film acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, put up body, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moan and moan and slurps, the crackle of the fire, and the howl wind outside.

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

Meanwhile, Willy's inguen was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his hammer plugged into his lady friend's sass and with his back talk latched onto her babe's titty and his fingers inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the shag that his cock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his finger were doing in rosiness's pussycat were in consummate fourth dimension. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to have the stamina to end, and not come too soon, but it felt so get it on good.

He was greedily sucking blush wine's left tit and sinking his fingers deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no thirster being sucked. Then he felt another paw on the back of his capitulum ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you want to do first, Rose ?"Sharon said."Suck him or fuck him ?"

"Yes,"rose said.

Instantly Willy's mouthpiece was title of respect and his sozzled fingers were out in the overt air. climb scooted down between his peg and licked his tool, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her long slim finger wiggle its way into his shit. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could look on her sister in military action. With his deal on her thigh, he sidled his lip and her cunt into position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his backtalk 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 kitty while his rooster was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into rosebush's face harder, trying to fill her throat. His phallus felt like a force per unit area washer with its nozzle shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his mouth and over his fount as Willy licked her button and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt rosiness's mouth rescind his peter, consequence before he would get shot his encumbrance. But not for long.

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope lower itself around his prick 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 turncock up into it, fucked it. Although he couldn't see pink wine, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both missy were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a composition of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full moon of knife and Rose's to the full of pecker. Their moan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty indisputable they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming adjacent. Sharon was.

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

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

He released a tumid, stored-up burden, five or six healthy squirts, draining his cock. But rosiness didn't slow down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected bone, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her puss off of Willy's face and he immediately reached for rosiness and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his bridge player on her arse and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"rosebush hissed.

So, she's into butt swordplay, that's expert, Willy thought. He liked to stick his peter up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite things. But rosebush seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the trading floor, ramming his turncock into her front line and his finger into her rear. He kissed her back talk as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one manus on Rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to await, didn't bed how she'd tactile property 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 slide in and out of her, saw his mouthpiece 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 use up, but even more turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's putz and semen inside her.

Rose belted out a high-pitched squeak when she came. Her eubstance thrashed on the covers as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to go along his hawkshaw 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 instant or two posterior affair had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their foreland on his shoulders. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any wagerer Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

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

"I'd like to see you two do it,"rose wine 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 serve,"rose wine said, adding her hand to the mix, cupping his crank 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 cock came back in full.

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his genu between her wooden leg. His cock was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

Rose leaned close and Willy kissed her as she fed his tool into her baby's undetermined snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt pink wine's hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rose's hand, singled out her index finger's breadth and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

"That's it. sustain 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 hold out spell of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, baseless, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full-of-the-moon display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always acute, but Willy found it even more heightened, almost intoxicating, fucking her with Rose's digit 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 torso was in earth tremor and became a moving mark as he screwed her and tried to keep his cock inside her. Sharon's physical structure finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a furuncle and he slammed her commodity six or seven final meter before he emptied his seminal fluid into her.

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

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

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

-- --

Willy woke in the midsection of the night. Both girls were under a good deal of covers, sleeping on their side facing away from him. index was still out. He got up to get a drink of body of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind instrument had abated and the nose candy had tapered off but was still falling in petite geek. There had to be two groundwork of C out there.

The fire had died down so he stoked it back up, added Sir Henry Joseph Wood and got it roaring again.

"goodness thought,"Rose said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a trench sleep.

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

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

Willy kissed her and Rose didn't clench back. Her mouth opened and accepted his glossa and they were kissing passionately in an split second. Willy's hand went between her pegleg and entered her pussy which became wet with his contact. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her deal. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their consistence fell in an prissy, easy, tranquillity fuck. It was a slow build, gradually increasing their matched rhythm method, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a little harder, and reamed her butt with a petty extra effect, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his groan into her pilus, and they afterwards agreed it was the unruffled, gentlest, legato lovemaking they could remember.

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

The C. P. Snow was mellow and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then swing the snow off of rose's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch theme on the street, and the pile beside the route blocking the private road was almost four feet high. He got working on that next.

After about an minute he'd cleared enough so that Rose could drive out when he noticed the command overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living room window to see if the miss were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their physical structure were locked into sixty-nine stead, both muff-diving.

Willy went back to shoveling, and dug his own car out.

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Done shoveling, Willy entered his kitchen from the breezeway and smelled eggs and bacon frying and brisk coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

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

Willy didn't cite what he'd seen Sharon and Rose doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall toward his bedroom. The hallway bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the shower bath with Rose but he didn't want to push his luck. So he went into the master bath and turned the exhibitioner on hot.

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The future few times Willy and Sharon got together with rose wine and Jed things were well-off all around. rose wine would greet him with a kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot more touching going on. There was a new level of ease with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in love with rose too. Could he really screw both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, rose wine and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both girl and stimulate Jed's hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's creative thinker stayed occupied through the gig but when he went habitation he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of images of Sharon and rosiness kissing Jed and sucking his peter and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each early. He began to wonder what gifts the girl would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his natal day present and Jed just smiled with a dreamy tone in his eyes and said ‘ Fucking flummox ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really upright for a dwarf ’.

The four of them reached a whole new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending Sir Thomas More time 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 Wyrd at first, Willy going to bed with rose while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the adjacent elbow room, but it happened and was accepted and after a spell, expected. And yes, rose wine's back door was always open.

The subject of marriage had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and Rose, and eventually became a issue of word for all four of them. How about a double marriage ?

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

Jed came up with the theme of them getting married in a hot air balloon, high up above the countryside, with just a twain fill up friends as attestant. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

The lady friend didn't want a non-Christian priest, so who would acquit the ceremonial occasion 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 calendar month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling niggling church in a storefront out on the bypass road, probably only draws thirty or XL people to a service, but preaches up a violent storm and works as a sustenance 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 charter the rector, Jed would set for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their marijuana cigarette honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would handle the travel plans. The guy wire would pay for it all, of course.

The following few week were a whirlwind of provision and formulation for all four of them. There would be no fancy dress for the function but they all had to arrange for time off and the Guy had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the early guy up ). They applied for marriage licenses and notified a few choice friend and of course told their class, even though there wasn't elbow 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 saltation day, clear blue, cloudless sky, profile unlimited. At about 2000 animal foot altitude they could see for many miles around, the national woods and the bay twenty dollar bill miles distant. Pam and Mormon State were there, as well as Sharon and rose wine's sometime sis and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the public figure right virtually of the time. The rings 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 XXX minute of arc. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several minutes, then he gave him an extra hundred bucks as a gratuity. Then all headed to the yacht cabaret to company.

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

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

The party was a blast. Sixty-eight Guest kissed and hugged the Brigid and grooms, everybody danced and drank and ate and booze some more. The newlyweds all went home to Willy's sign. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to drive to the airport.

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

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

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

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

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

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must have been busy underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked huge on his pocket-sized soma.

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

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

"What a slut my sister is,"blush wine said."Only splice two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

Willy laughed."I know, it's frightening. And count at that snake in the grass, cheating on his new wife !"

pink wine smiled and put her paw between Willy's legs, found his cock, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open mouth, his hired man massaging her breast.

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each former off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the chamber, over the threshold, so to verbalise. He threw her onto the bed, and they made sexual love. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before rose wine opened the lube tube and Willy fucked her sublime backchannel.

That week they did a little sightseeing, but most Clarence Shepard Day Jr. were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Villa for afternoon delights. They ate their dinners out. They'd come back from dinner and get defenseless and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The first six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sister three metre. They all spent the last night in the heavyweight king bed. Side by side Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The young woman sucked cocks and traded. The guys even got an unexpected show watching rosiness and Sharon going at it.

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They returned home after an unbelievable honeymoon and tried to get back in the swinging of normal lifetime. Sharon moved in with Willy. Rose and Jed rented an flat 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 interesting fact. He checked the text file from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and marriages. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently man of the cloth Jarvis had desegregate affair up when he did the transcription paperwork.

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

He shook his head and laughed to himself as he read the Dr., but there it was in pitch-black and Andrew D. 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 beginning place. He was still deciding how to tell apart the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

pink wine was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave things alone for a while, keep it to himself, run dumb. Why turnover everybody if he didn't have to ? waiting till the sister is born, do a DNA mental testing, determine who the father is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a blessing in disguise.

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