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

Willy had just made a laugh, saying that Sharon and her sister rosebush looked so much alike, if he were to come over to their house in the dark he would hold to osculate both of them to figure out who was who.

"We don't parcel our men !"pink wine said, when Willy told her about the joke.

They both were in good order, they never shared their men. Until they did.

-- --

Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Lapp dorm as freshmen and struck up a friendly relationship almost immediately. They both possessed the like twisted sensory faculty of wit and were both musicians and loved the same kinds of euphony. They roomed together for the all four age and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied computer skill, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and Mormon State played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first of all nighttime 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 play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was heartbeat karma. It didn't take farsighted before they started hustling gigs on and off campus for extra money.

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

In addition to having an unbelievable talent and aptitude for computing device and euphony, Mormon State was a man encyclopedia of music trivia, especially tilt and roll. There were various bars near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would hold trivium contests where the redress response earned innocent beer. The guys would go to these trivia Night and Utah would know every 1 answer and they'd drink all night for resign. It didn't take long before Utah was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the answer to his buddies and they would all hire turn of events giving the correct response and get the free drink. Eventually UT and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing euphony as a duo in restaurants, bars and clubs, and it provided a nice 2nd income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine publisher in a townsfolk about an hour away. Being in two different towns gave them opportunities to book fizgig over a astray field and be a short choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to play the same station too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe benefits were nifty : the women.

After a few years UT got married and had minor, and Willy had drifted in and out of a brace extended relationships, so they had limited their spear mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Sabbatum night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small town about a fifteen bit drive from Willy's sign of the zodiac. Willy had met the owner during his locomotion for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a low room with a long L-shaped bar covering two stallion walls, a few board, an orbit cleared for terpsichore and a tiny stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the conditions turned worse, with the rain pouring in waterspout and garbled scag and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and UT played as they usually did and made wise cracks in between songs, joking about the weather condition and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the stage were two young peeress who were enjoying the display. Willy was the wittier one on stagecoach and he noticed that they laughed at all his jokes. Especially the slender brunette.

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

Sharon had a model's organic structure, prospicient and lean, with recollective dark, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her charge to her jeans to her skintight perspirer. Her tits were modest, her ass was OK, and her olfactory organ 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 wooden leg apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious fork from the degree.

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

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good horse sense of humor but was not extremely chatty, not flying to give up. She often answered questions with questions. But Willy did find out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college grad and a register nurse. She worked fully time as a school nurse, and component part time as a rest home health nurse.

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

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

-- --

About an time of day later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's animation way drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the dirty bunch and the two missy, and Willy lamented about missing the opportunity to get Sharon's sound number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock songs from the mid-sixties and seventies when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned hotness came out of the loudspeaker. Just a calendar week or so before Willy had been reading a rock 'n' roll and roll script he had on his ledge right there in his animation 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 Road Again'was a top forty hit for Canned heating plant before ‘ Going Up The Country ’.

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

"Yes, it was,"Willy said, correcting him."‘ Going Up The commonwealth'was the freehanded hit of the two, but ‘ On The road Again'actually came out a couplet months earlier in 1968."

There was a muteness between them for a import as they listened to the song.

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed king of rock and bun trifle. 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 scoop were to the full of hard currency from the gig.

"A 100 dollars,"Utah said.

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

"Right."

"O.K., Utah, you are the trifle guru. The Big high mallow, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the tidy sum, The weft of the Pack, The Cream of the harvest, The Swami, The King. Before I take your money, you must get laid 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 infantry away. He picked up a Word from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The Billboard Book of Top Forty Hits ’. He opened the book and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in black and white : ‘ On The Road Again'debuted in the Top XL in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The rural area'debuted in Dec later that twelvemonth.

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

Utah's optic grew into round blue saucers as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlight. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a confused expression on his face.

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

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

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

Utah returned with the beers and handed one to Willy. He sat back down with a plop and popped the top on his can.

"Hey, Utah, let me ask you a question. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her business scorecard, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

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

"Really ?"

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

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

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

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

"Then at least get her endure epithet so I can appear her up. Turn on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

Utah came through. He called Willy on Monday dark and gave him Sharon's number.

"Kim said Sharon likes you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to descend 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 phone number, but he was also sword lily for another reason. He didn't really want to take Utah's money ; he had a wife and two kids at home and could use the extra dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked compensate up. He asked if Sharon was place. 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 outcry. He said he wanted to ask for her act Sat night but she got away. She said you weren't quick enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. Well, I have your number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was felicitous he had her number, and she said yes, she was glad he had it.

"Kim said your Quaker Utah 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 commercial enterprise lineup. And, it's kind of a curious story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollars, 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 family to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your phone 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 jape. Shy but sincere.

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the former night and would wish to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your earpiece numeral cost me a hundred horse, 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 house farm doer but the sisters had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to break up her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite way from where he was planning to take her for dinner party. She was loth to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his house was in a Nice neck of the woods and located in the heart of a safe no-axe manslayer zone.

So Sharon came to his house for that kickoff day of the month, right on time and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the dress was everyday, and he had on a pair of Dockers and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a spicy sleeveless jumpsuit with a zip fastener down the front to her navel and blue pumps. It showed off her genital organ and cigaret in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimal trace of eye makeup and her lipstick and nail polish matched her John Brown eyes and pilus, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look gravid !"he said.

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

He also realized for the first meter how marvelous 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 ?"

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

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a half-hour drive to the eating house. Willy had planned it that way so they would hold some fourth dimension to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed placidity and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her metre to slow down and get comfortable so their dinner would be pleasurable without being awkward or forced.

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

Sharon talked almost the whole drive back to the house. She answered every inquiry and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her Sister Rose, who was a class younger, in a little star sign on the farm. The theatre was only about seventy-five yards from the household they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too close for comfort, she said. She also had an older Sister and an previous brother, both married. She worked day as a school nursemaid for ten months of the year, and made house calls as a home health lactate part-time during the schooltime year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, lawn tennis and euphony, and had enjoyed the Willy and Mormon State show the other night.

By the metre they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could tell he wanted to eff her, but when he asked if she wanted to get inside for a few moment she politely demurred. She said she had had a pin-up time but she had an early morning merging with her executive program, and with a chuckle added that pink wine would probably be waiting up for a full news report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way enticement wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't blunder into a mistake of too much too soon and possibly dilapidation things. So they said goodnight with their brim and knife. They made plans for a irregular date and Willy's dick felt like a fence C. W. Post when he walked into his house.

-- --

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

Willy had a Saturday night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the lounge after the club held their annual installation of police officer in the adjacent meeting hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wives and girlfriends and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a booster, he would get them passes.

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

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

When the night came the conditions was beautiful so the big glass doors of the couch were encompassing open and the bozo were set up outside on the cross deck. They were nearing the end of their inaugural 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 tabular array to the right of the stage that he'd reserved for them. They were quickly waited on. Their drinks were arriving when Willy joined them at the tabular array. He kissed Sharon and said howdy to Kim.

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

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

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

Over the path of the eve Willy noticed that the zip on the front of Sharon's jump suit was inching its way down. It was afford down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was little cleavage. There was also no bra.

"need to come over to my home after the gig ?"Willy asked her.

"Yes,"Sharon said, and squeezed his bridge player tightly.

Willy was glad to learn that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two cars. 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 driveway, Sharon right arse. He locked the car and didn't even bother to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house and into the kitchen. He never used his figurehead door.

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

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

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

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

He put his mouth to hers and her lip parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her mouth. Her arm went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their hold out day of the month and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her breast and against her clammy crotch and she had held his harden cock through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't effect matter so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the night, it was fourth dimension to get horizontal with her new devotee, and get her mind screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the residence and into his bedroom. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest setting and turned to present her. He ran his fingers gently through her hair and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

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

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

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

He wore no belt. She unsnapped his pants and pulled his zip fastener down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his gasp. His hammer sprung up, severely and long. It was bigger than former putz 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 edge of the bed. Without a mentation Sharon knelt before him and sucked his cock.

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a obtuse build of stimulation, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite soundbox as he drove her to a frenzy, licking her, sucking her, eating her, and fucking her. But he knew all that was going to take place and didn't precaution about the ordination 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 finger his hands massaging her shoulder blades and she knew by his call of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head motility, floating up and down, and took her recollective locks in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her nerve. With his hand on the book binding of her promontory he held her, giving his rooster a stationary mark, and he fucked her spread mouth. Swing after swing his hammer delved mysterious until pretty near the wholly damn affair was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good attender. 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 swollen cock in her hand.

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

Her lips went to his cervix, to his shoulders, kissing him, and she licked his chest of drawers and nibbled his mamilla and kissed his flat tummy. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his balls, taking her time. Willy's suspiration of delight burst into moan of pleasure when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this clip, back and Forth River with a feral violence, like she was trying to give a clogged drainage. Willy again held her pilus in his script so he could watch her sweetness, thirsty mouth at study. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her campaign. He swung his seawall into her face as she sucked his peter and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his fist twist in her hairsbreadth, tweaking her psyche to the left field. She soon knew why. With a fierce grunt his eubstance shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his projectile were launched.

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jounce. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his pecker in deeper and his balls kissing her sassing, and the hot rush and gustatory perception of his semen. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her rima oris kept playing his galvanic Hammond 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 tongue into her mouth.

Their natural language swam in his salty slip and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked material body. He felt her breast and pinched her audacious teat, firm and rubbery and set up. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his natural language on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her finger's breadth on the dorsum of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other mitt was like a mine carpet sweeper gliding over her slick upper consistency and working its way S. Sharon was breathing heavily and her speed body was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipple, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand slip under her thong and two of his finger entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel undefended for business. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were flush with her private parts. He yanked her thong aside and covered her rouse 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 font as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the contrary applied forces of her clit being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the combined effect of driving her sylphlike body over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the window were closed so none of the neighbors would phone the cops. Her consistency continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his backtalk, and hot, like a jalapeno popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to come big !"

Willy slipped his unloose hand under her fluttering ass and squeezed her cheek in metre with his sucking. Four or five more drive was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her body twisted and her ass bucked and her yearn wooden leg swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her outlet was not a drip or a spray, but an even flow of cum filling her snatch, surrounding Willy's fingers and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his handwriting and between his lips and onto the bed.

When Sharon's consistence finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his rim from her glans and wasted no time getting into side. It was time to roll in the hay. His shaft felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was set to burst. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his swollen fellow member slipped inside her. Her greasy snatch 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 deal his time. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the pace, slinging her genitalia into his, forcing him deep 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 cock as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every mightily plunge of their synced bodies. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle horn to pay heed onto.

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

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

Willy covered her mouth with his and their knife 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 hammer and digit into her deep points.

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

"Oh dump,"she said, inadequate of breath."I'm going to occur again."

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

Her sexual climax was another trembling, twisty contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, arms and legs saccade this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the cock inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his tools fully inserted until at final stage her consistence rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

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

"Will I see you again ?"

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

-- --

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

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 luck she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where several dark a workweek they would shoot each other up in bed. Sometimes they would do it almost to exhaustion. They'd nap. 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 tranquillity, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy unity were the hottest and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular young lady he'd known often played secret plan 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 whore on the flooring, on the sofa, in the car, up against the bulwark, in the shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to jazz her in a corn plain on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a curt skirt to one of his fizgig and fucked him leaning up against the car during a dance orchestra shift. Another time he said he wanted to sleep with her in her parents'business firm while they slept ; they did that too, in the very following room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his gigs and voicelessness dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ hastiness up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to work your ballock ’, ‘ I want to sit on your brass ’. hooey like that. Sometimes Willy was sword lily he had a guitar to obscure his hard-on. But Sharon turned the gigs into parties, and would wreak a crowd. She'd bring friends and invite people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

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

"God, rosebush looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that night."If I came over to your menage in the darkness I'd have to be heedful not to buss the wrong girl."

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

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

Rose said the exact Saame words when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the same farseeing brunette pilus, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple column inch myopic than Sharon, but had the same skimpy body, minor mamilla and precious butt. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and concordat, muscled but short, a couple inches shorter than pink wine. They hadn't been seeing each other for that prospicient when Willy met them, but they were good together, and they loved to party and dance.

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

Both match had upstanding relationships and estimable sex biography. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a hebdomad, but as Willy got to jazz Rose better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the Saami form of vibration off of her. He would often steal glance at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, identical replies to his ‘ prank ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

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

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"wellspring, that's practiced isn't it ? A hefty sex life."

"Yes, our sex life is exquisitely. But that's all we do. I come to your sign of the zodiac and we have sex."

"That's not true,"Willy said."We go out with friends, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your jobs, I have my job and my medicine. Our sex is the cherry on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

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

"What things would you like to do ?"

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

"If there are things you would care to do, Sharon, please tell me. But I doubt it will alter the eating and the piece of tail, especially the screwing. I like the nooky. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come house and fuck. I could drive you to the opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then occur home and fuck. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and screwing --."

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

Willy kissed Sharon on her sassing. 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 natal day ?"Sharon asked.

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

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

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

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

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

They continued talking about it for a while. Willy was drawing a blank shell on any kind of material talent that he'd like to receive. He was the type who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"OK, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A threesome,"Willy said.

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

"A deuce-ace. In bed. There, I said it."

"A III ? Are you grievous ? 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 State Department of shock."My baby !"

"Well, you asked me."

"We don't percentage our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're more than than enough, Sharon. You're the estimable cleaning lady I've ever been with. That's not the pointedness. You asked me a interrogative sentence and I gave you an good answer. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. forget it, get me a necktie."

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

"Please, Sharon…"

"Don't you Please Sharon me,"she said, as she pulled on her jeans."Men, ugh. I can't believe you want to fuck my sis !"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 household in a huff. She lay in bed with her mind racing and she tossed and turned for very much of the night.

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

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

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

"You're serious !"

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

"You and me and…a threesome 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 arrive true for both of them. And we're babe, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her head. She thought about seeing Rose fucking Willy, or sucking his pecker. Would she watch over 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-change, she'd never been with a guy that shortstop before, would it ferment ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple Clarence Shepard Day Jr. to call off Sharon. He wanted her to take clock time to cool off. He had his apologia ready. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to Rose. She's okey with it, but Jed's birthday is succeeding month and she wants to break the same gift to him. Are you all right with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's okay as long as you are well-situated doing it. Jed's in for a unfounded drive ; he has no theme what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the mellisonant things.

-- --

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

Willy came house from work that day loaded with beer, wine-coloured and a tray of delicatessen sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the teens and it had started snowing in the late afternoon. Rose and Sharon would be coming to his star sign separately. Sharon had a home health visit to make somewhere way out in God's state after she got off from her day job.

The C had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The conditions forecast was calling for a major winter storm. Rose arrived at a footling after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a right gust of cold air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed pull the wool over someone's eyes off the shoulder joint of her coat and helped her out of it and hung it in the closet.

She looked expectant. She wore tight denim and a fateful sweater ; her second joint and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in jean and the neckline of the sweater dipped toward her titty, showing her bare tegument and a fit black necklace. Willy's penis was already perking up.

Willy poured rose a methamphetamine hydrochloride of vino and got a beer for himself and they went into the living room. He put on some music and Rose sat on the couch and they talked while he built a fire in the fireplace. He had brought woodwind in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the slew was now covered with several column inch of snow and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an additional home visit to an older couple. Willy heard the lead blowing outside and through the window saw lightning New York minute in the distance. He couldn't call back seeing lightning in a snow tempest before.

Once the fire was roaring it was metre to fill again their drunkenness. The showtime ones had gone down quick and sluttish. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined Rose on the sofa. They were placidity for a minute of arc, a little uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"rose wine, did Sharon ever tell you the write up of how I got her phone act ?"Willy said.

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

"I met Sharon at a gig at Murph's, but she left before I could get her number. I was sitting right here later that Nox and UT was in the chair and we made a bet about a piece of music small beer, and I won. A one hundred dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's clientele card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's figure for me, he could observe the money."

"Wow, really ?"rose said."A hundred dollars. You must have really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were unsounded again for a short clip as the music played softly. Then Willy spoke.

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

"What ?"

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

Rose stared at her wineglass and twirled the stem turn in her fingers.

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

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

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

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

"I'm glad you did. We've never done this before. But the merely way I could rationalise it in my intellect is if we give Jed the Sami 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 rightfulness nous would want both of you. And the first sentence I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

blush wine's hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a little secret plan of footsie. He covered her hand with his.

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her paw between his legs as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those lips parted and their knife got into the act. Their back talk loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a fleshy flock into a rigid rod. Rose removed her hand.

"We better waiting,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

"You got that right,"he said, then yelled toward the windowpane,"hurriedness up, Sharon !"

Rose laughed."What about the hoops game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The headphone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the property of her last margin call and there was a invertebrate foot of Baron Snow of Leicester already and no polarity of it slowing. Her companionship was sending somebody with a four rack crusade to peck her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The cars looked like monster snow piles. The snow was sonorous and blowing sideways in the winding. enceinte icicles hung low off of the power line of merchandise like stalactites and the wire drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the plication splitting the rump of her jean as she left the room. He shook his pass in wonderment and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when rose wine returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another drink and went back to the living way. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was secret plan meter. They sat on the couch together and Willy tried to keep his custody to himself.

The confidential information was howling international, and the snow was piling up. The plough had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four Thomas More inches accumulated on the road surface.

About ten minutes into the secret plan the lights in the house flickered and the top executive went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the star sign in good deal were non-white. The strain were down. He could see Muriel Sarah Spark popping out of a transformer on a celestial pole a few mansion down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and candles and peer from the pantry. He lit a few candle and placed them in various spots around the room. He added more Wood to the hearth.

"This house has electric 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 W.C. and brought out every quilt and blanket and weather sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the aliveness room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

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

headlamp shone through the delineation window. They looked out and saw a landrover approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with backup when it stopped in presence of the business firm. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't turn into the drive, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the slope into a eminent bank building. They watched Sharon ascent over the savings bank and slog through the drifting nose candy along the duration of the drive.

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

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

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

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

"The ability's out here,"blush wine said."We'll all be sleeping on the trading floor in front of the fervour tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got drinks and went into the living elbow room. With the fervency and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the night they'd met. Damn, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. rosiness got busy laying out the blanket and comforter and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to give birth to mess around with the fire when the real fireworks started going off.

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

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

They made chit chat for a few second. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was cook, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the girls walked across the way and took a shopping bag out of the hall press. Willy figured Sharon must have got left it there the cobbler's last time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in presence of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his skin when the bathroom room access reopened a few minutes later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the piano glow. One of them put the taper 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 look-alike. blush wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, black lace negligees and black necklaces.

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

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an intense french kiss for about 20 s. Then he turned to rose wine and they did the same matter. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girlfriend replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

Rose looked at Sharon, whose eye were polish and fearful. blush wine smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her point and emitted a spooky giggle.

They hesitated, but then rosiness shrugged her articulatio humeri, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her brim. Sharon leaned in and planted a dainty good deal on rosebush's lips.

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

He put workforce 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 rima oris opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongues with increase zip. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide-cut middle and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this time Sharon's mitt went around rose's back and pulled her closer. Their lip did not waffle, each willingly accepted the other and their glossa spiraled inside. Willy again watched with gleefulness ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the nominal head of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but Rose didn't. She bent her capitulum down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a nipple into her lip, then the other, then back and forth several More times. Sharon moaned softly as her teat were sucked.

"God, you're trade good at that, Rose,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked pink wine's titties 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 blush wine was eating it up.

"Are you going to sit there all night and scout ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those pant and join in ?"

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

"postponement, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his denim. She yanked down his boxer and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down several times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the girls with it, raising it and dropping it a few More times on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's tool into her sassing and started sucking like a hunger sura, showing off a bit for her sister. climb watched her headspring bounce up and down and saw the entirely hammer ride in and out of her mouth over and over.

Willy made eye impinging with blush wine and reached for her. He took her helping hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his natural language into her rima oris, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the lounge. They kissed for some time with his hawkshaw sunk happily into Sharon's mouth before Willy moved his mouth to blush wine's mammilla and went to town.

He licked and kissed rosiness's firm, pocket-sized boob and her tit thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The awkwardness was already a memory, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a picture acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, set up physical structure, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus line of moans and groan and slurps, the crackling of the fire, and the howling tip outside.

Rose's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one paw behind her back, he slipped his other between her legs. She moaned and closed her legs as if by reflex, but he dug his hired man 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 cunt toward him, giving his finger's breadth total access.

Meanwhile, Willy's jetty was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his shaft plugged into his girl's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her sister's boob and his digit inside her, his organic structure was a wiggly mass, but soon the piece of ass that his pecker was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in rosiness's pussy were in stark fourth dimension. Willy was working on withholding his cum as topper he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to let the staying power to conclusion, and not come too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking rosebush's left tit and sinking his finger's breadth deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no yearner being sucked. Then he felt another hand on the backrest of his header ; it was Sharon's.

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

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's mouth was titless and his tight fingers were out in the open air. Rose scooted down between his legs and licked his pecker, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his testicle in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her farsighted slim finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head teacher, facing away so she could watch her sister in action. With his hired man on her thighs, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his oral cavity joined her pickle gash.

With Sharon sitting on his look, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on tangy pussy while his peter was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his inguen into Rose's cheek harder, trying to replete her throat. His penis felt like a pressure sensation washer with its nozzle shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his back talk and over his human face as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose's oral fissure vacate his cock, moments before he would induce shot his load. But not for long.

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

Both girls were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their goose 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 torso shook, and Willy knew what was coming next. Sharon was.

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

Willy was about to explode too. He bucked and slung his stopcock upward into Rose's snatch 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 amount inside her sister.

He released a gravid, stored-up lode, five or six healthy squirt, draining his prick. But blush wine didn't slow down at all. She continued to slither up and down on his spent, erected os, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to culminate. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's case and he immediately reached for pink wine and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her consistency over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her buttocks and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"pink wine hissed.

So, she's into butt play, that's well, Willy thought. He liked to stick his hawkshaw up a little 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 rooster into her front and his finger's breadth into her rear. He kissed her backtalk as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one paw on Rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't know how she'd tone 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 sloping trough in and out of her, saw his mouth attached to hers, and she wasn't overjealous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own orgasm, she wasn't the least bit use up, but even more turned-on, watching her sis close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's putz and seed inside her.

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

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

A minute or two late things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their headland on his shoulder joint. 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.

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

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

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

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

"Maybe I can help oneself,"rosiness said, adding her helping hand to the mix, cupping his nuts with her medal and slipping her finger's breadth back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her vertebral column and hopped onto his knees between her legs. His prick was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

blush wine leaned cheeseparing and Willy kissed her as she fed his cock into her sister's open pussy. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rosiness's hand, singled out her indicant finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

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

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

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot coal and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her body was in earth tremor and became a moving target as he screwed her and tried to hold on his cock inside her. Sharon's consistence finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her good six or seven terminal time 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. rose wine's finger was still up there.

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

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

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Willy woke in the middle of the nighttime. Both missy were under a passel of covers, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a boozing of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The winding had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in midget flakes. There had to be two metrical foot of snow out there.

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

"Good idea,"rose wine said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a mysterious sleep.

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

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

Willy kissed her and rose didn't hold back. Her mouth opened and accepted his clapper and they were kissing passionately in an moment. Willy's deal went between her legs and entered her pussy which became wet with his touch. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard tool with her bridge player. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an skillful, gentle, repose fuck. It was a sluggish material body, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger's breadth 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 petty harder, and reamed her backside with a picayune extra military force, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her delight and Willy stifled his groan into her hair's-breadth, and they afterwards agreed it was the hushed, soft, tranquil lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was high-pitched and drifted in dapple. He cleared a walkway first then swept the snow off of Rose's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again all-night but there was still a four or five-inch base on the street, and the pile beside the road blocking the drive was almost four feet high. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that pink wine could ram out when he noticed the operating cost light on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the aliveness room window to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were wake alright, but were not up yet. Their eubstance were locked into sixty-nine position, both muff-diving.

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

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Done shoveling, Willy entered his kitchen from the breezeway and smelled eggs and 1st Baron Verulam frying and clean chocolate 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 retentive, flat box.

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

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

Willy didn't credit what he'd seen Sharon and Rose doing when he'd peeked in the window, and neither did she. He walked down the 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 with blush wine but he didn't want to push his luck. So he went into the captain bath 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-off all around. Rose would greet him with a kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot to a greater extent touching going on. There was a new grade of ease with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in passion with Sharon for some fourth dimension, but now he felt like he was in honey with Rose too. Could he really enjoy both ?

The Night 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 hired man and told him to have fun but to try not to ache himself. Willy's judgement stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of images of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his dick and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to inquire what gifts the girls would ask for when their birthday rolled around.

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

The four of them reached a whole new tier of intimacy after that, and they all began spending to a greater extent sentence together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one dark Willy and Jed would swop lady friend. It was Wyrd at first, Willy going to bed with Rose while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the next room, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, Rose's back entrance was always open.

The case of marriage had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and Rose, and eventually became a issue of discussion for all four of them. How about a duple wedding ceremony ?

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

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, reverend Jarvis. My magazine did a lineament a few calendar month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling picayune church in a storefront out on the bypass route, probably only draws thirty or twoscore people to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance man during the week. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would hire the curate, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and pink wine and Sharon would address the travel plans. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The next few calendar week were a whirlwind of preparation and preparation for all four of them. There would be no take to clothes for the occasion but they all had to arrange for time off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for marriage licence and notified a few selection ally and of course told their class, even though there wasn't way on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. quick give day, exonerated blue, cloudless sky, visibility unlimited. At about 2000 understructure altitude they could see for many stat mi around, the interior woodland and the bay twenty nautical mile distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and blush wine's older Sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the public figure right most of the sentence. The rings fit. When it came time to kiss the Saint Bride, they all hugged, and both daughter kissed both men.

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

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

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

The party was a blast. Sixty-eight guests kissed and hugged the brides and grooms, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The newlyweds all went home to Willy's house. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the cockcrow to aim to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the repair in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a Pancho Villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The place had two bedrooms, large living sphere and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of it of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five minute walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinking for the eternal sleep of the afternoon, and messed around a fiddling in the sand.

That dark, after shower and dinner out, they were all sitting in a traffic circle, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a script on each daughter, and so did Jed. The daughter'hands weren't idle, either.

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

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

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

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's manus must suffer been busybodied underwater because Jed's shaft was already fully erected and looked vast on his low bod.

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

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

"What a slut my sister is,"blush wine said."Only hook up with two mean solar day and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

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

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each other off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, over the doorstep, so to talk. He threw her onto the bed, and they made love. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before rosebush opened the lube pipe and Willy fucked her sublime backchannel.

That hebdomad they did a little sightseeing, but nearly days were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon delights. They ate their dinner out. They'd come back from dinner and get naked and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The inaugural six Nox Willy and Jed slept with each sister three sentence. They all spent the death night in the giant Martin Luther King Jr. bed. Side by slope Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked cocks and traded. The guys even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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They returned home after an incredible honeymoon and tried to get back in the baseball swing of normal living. Sharon moved in with Willy. Rose and Jed rented an flat together. They resumed their pre-marriage modus operandi of partying together on the weekends and going to Willy's gigs.

A few workweek later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the documents from the county courthouse regarding their marriage ceremony and marriages. The four of them had filed their covering properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had coalesce 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 black and Patrick 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 first place. He was still deciding how to evidence the others when they all received another spell of surprise news.

Rose was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave things alone for a while, hold open it to himself, bring dumb. Why turn over everybody if he didn't have to ? Wait till the baby is born, do a DNA test, determine who the father is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a thanksgiving in disguise.

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