husbandman'S daughter

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

Willy had just made a joke, saying that Sharon and her babe pink wine looked so much alike, if he were to come over to their theater in the dark he would possess to kiss both of them to figure out who was who.

"We don't share 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 Utah had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Saame dormitory as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same wrick sense of sense of humor and were both player and loved the Sami form of euphony. They roomed together for the whole four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied computer science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass part and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the Same air and wrote some of their own and could improvise together and play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was insistent karma. It didn't take tenacious before they started hustling lance on and off campus for supererogatory money.

Utah was not his actual public figure ; his real name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New siege of Orleans, and grew up on jazz and blue devils. But one night a gang of guys from the residence hall were in the lounge watching an NBA game on TV, Washington versus Utah. The guys were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Utah malarkey used to be the New Orleans Jazz way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's rightfulness, and everybody started calling him Utah after that, and the sobriquet had stuck. For the next four yr he was introduced as Beehive State and many hoi polloi he knew never even learned his substantial name.

In gain to having an incredible natural endowment and aptitude for reckoner and music, UT was a human encyclopaedia of music trivia, especially rock and rolling. There were respective taproom near campus that featured deejays playing medicine and they would hold trivia contests where the correct answers earned gratuitous beer. The guy rope would go to these trivium Nox and Beehive State would know every unity answer and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take long before Utah was banned from the contest. But then he would just whisper the reply to his buddies and they would all call for number giving the correct result and get the costless drinks. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in restaurants, bars and clubhouse, and it provided a nice second income for both of them. UT worked as a electronic computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a powder store in a town about an hour away. Being in two unlike Town gave them opportunities to Book lance over a broad sphere and be a lilliputian choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to wreak the Saame places too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music evening and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe welfare were outstanding : the women.

After a few class Mormon State got married and had minor, and Willy had drifted in and out of a twain unfold relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their tardily twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a modest town about a fifteen arcminute crusade from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a minuscule elbow room with a longsighted L-shaped bar covering two entire walls, a few table, an area cleared for saltation and a tiny point barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the conditions turned tough, with the rainwater pouring in torrents and scattered roaring 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 Mormon State played as they usually did and made wise cranny in between songs, joking about the weather and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the stagecoach were two young ladies who were enjoying the appearance. Willy was the wittier one on level and he noticed that they laughed at all his put-on. Especially the slim brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their first break. Their names were Sharon and Kim. UT was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged commercial enterprise cards, but Willy was very attracted to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's organic structure, long and lean, with long dark, teased hair and big brown oculus, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her boot to her jeans to her skintight sweater. Her tits were modest, her ass was fine, and her olfactory organ was on the orotund side and a bit curve, but Willy thought that just made her more worry. She sat on the bar stool with her branch apart and as Willy played he stared at her delightful genitalia from the phase.

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

Sharon was favorable, but coy. She had a shy smile and a secure sense of sense of humor but was not extremely chatty, not warm to open up. She often answered questions with question. But Willy did retrieve out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college alumna and a registered nurse. She worked full time as a school day nurse, and part metre as a home health nurse.

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

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

-- --

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

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock Song dynasty from the sixty and 70 when ‘ On The route Again'by Canned rut came out of the talker. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and ringlet book of account he had on his shelf right there in his living room and had learned a lowly fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Mormon State was the undisputed king of rock and roll trivia. Did he really think he would gainsay him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pockets were full of cash from the gig.

"A C dollars,"Utah said.

"okey, let's get this straightaway,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred buck that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top forty hit for Canned Heat BEFORE ‘ On The route Again ’. And I am saying the opposite, that ‘ Going Up The res publica'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. right wing ?"

"Right."

"Okay, UT, you are the trivia Guru. The Big high mallow, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the jalopy, The pickax of the Pack, The pick of the harvest, The Swami, The King. Before I take your money, you must know that I would never bet against you on trivia unless I knew I was right, right ?"

"Right."

"You still wan na bet ?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Willy got up off the couch and walked over to the bookcase not ten base away. He picked up a Holy Writ from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The Billboard Holy Scripture of Top Forty strike ’. He opened the book and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in black and Theodore Harold White : ‘ On The route Again'debuted in the Top XL in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The state'debuted in December later that year.

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

Mormon State's eyes grew into round wild blue yonder dish antenna as he stared at the page like a coney in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the Word with a confused look on his face.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, in force,"Willy said."Tell you what. yell Kim on Monday and get Sharon's sound bit 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 telephone number but they left before I got around to it. You can help me out."

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

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

"okey, it's a trade. But what if she won't fall in it to me ?"

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

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

"Kim said Sharon the like you, Bro,"Mormon State said."She said they were going to come to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a hundred Buck !"

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's number, but he was also glad for another reason. He didn't really want to need Utah's money ; he had a wife and two small fry at home and could use the spear carrier 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 nighttime but she got away. She said you weren't flying enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. wellspring, I have your number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was happy he had her numeral, and she said yes, she was sword lily he had it.

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

"wellspring, UT had talked to Kim more, I was concern in you. And he had kept her stage business calling card. And, it's variety of a suspect story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollars, and Utah had set the sum of money, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to postulate his money because he's a great protagonist and has a family to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your number for me we would call it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other night and would like to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your speech sound number 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 kinsperson farm in a two bedroom bungalow she shared with her Sister Rose. It used to household farm workers but the sisters had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to pick her up at place, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite direction from where he was planning to choose her for dinner. 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 locality and located in the centre of a safe no-axe liquidator zone.

So Sharon came to his home for that number 1 date, right on clock time and she looked big, as expected. Willy had said the clothes was daily, and he had on a duad of loader and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a disconsolate sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the front to her belly button and blue pumps. It showed off her genitalia and goat in a insidious way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimal spot of eye war paint and her lip rouge and nail finish matched her embrown eyes and hair, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look bang-up !"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 BM at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

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

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

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet magniloquent and my finish 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 place. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some time to sing and get acquainted. She had seemed subdued and shy when they met, so he wanted to turn over her time to relax and get easy so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to ferment out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got well-off she was not necessarily silence or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could lecture up a downhearted streak. They had a drink at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner party and they shared many jest. He could find eyes on them when they left the eating house that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole drive back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister rosiness, who was a year younger, in a little house on the farm. The house was only about seventy-five yards from the theatre 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 sr. sis and an one-time buddy, both married. She worked days as a schooling nursemaid for ten calendar month of the year, and made house calls as a home base health nurse part-time during the shoal year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, lawn tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the former night.

By the time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to hump him, and she could recount he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to derive inside for a few bit she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely time but she had an early aurora meeting with her executive program, and with a chuckle added that Rose would probably be waiting up for a full phase of the moon report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way enticement wouldn't get the safe of him and he wouldn't blunder into a mistake of too much too soon and possibly ruin thing. So they said goodnight with their brim and glossa. They made plan for a arcsecond appointment and Willy's peter felt like a fence post when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their third base day of the month the candy kiss goodbye were getting longer and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the future time.

Willy had a Sabbatum night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the waiting room after the club held their annual installation of officers in the adjacent merging mansion house. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their married woman and girlfriends and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to issue forth and make for a acquaintance, he would get them passes.

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

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

When the Night came the atmospheric condition was beautiful so the big glass doors of the lounge were spacious undecided and the guy rope were set up outside on the cover up deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and graceful. And she was wearing the amobarbital sodium jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a table 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 board. He kissed Sharon and said hello to Kim.

"You are pretty brave to have on that jump suit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able to behave myself."

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

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

Over the course of study of the evening Willy noticed that the slide fastener on the straw man of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was undetermined down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was piddling cleavage. There was also no bra.

"neediness to hail over to my house 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 cogwheel, 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 nates. He locked the car and didn't even pain to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the service department and star sign and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

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

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

He inched closer and put his arms around her. Her brownness oculus 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 lips parted instantly, welcoming his knife into her mouth. Her weaponry went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed inscrutable and arduous. They had made out heavily at the end of their lowest date and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her breasts and against her dank private parts and she had held his hardened cock through the cotton plant of his bloomers. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't force things so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the night, it was time to get horizontal with her new fan, and get her head screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining way and down the hall and into his bedroom. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest setting and turned to face her. He ran his fingers gently through her hair and along her jaws and cervix and shoulders.

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

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

"You need help with this slide fastener ?"Sharon said, putting her handwriting down there, feeling the pressure of his stopcock against the framework of his bloomers. There was no need for an answer.

He wore no belt ammunition. She unsnapped his pant and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his knickers. His cock sprung up, hard and retentive. It was bigger than former cocks she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as often of a cocksucker, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a slowly build of stimulation, kissing and fondling and working his way around her dainty consistency as he drove her to a fury, licking her, sucking her, eating her, and fucking her. But he knew all that was going to pass off and didn't aid about the order of things.

It felt big and strong in Sharon's back talk. 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 handwriting massaging her articulatio humeri vane and she knew by his cries of delight that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head movements, floating up and down, and took her tenacious locks in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her face. With his hands on the back of her heading he held her, giving his cock a stationary target, and he fucked her subject backtalk. Swing after swing his cock delved deeper until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a practiced listener. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his lip and they did a thirty-second tongue suck while she held his swollen cock in her manus.

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

Her lips went to his neck opening, to his berm, kissing him, and she licked his thorax and nibbled his mammilla and kissed his flat tum. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his balls, taking her prison term. Willy's sighs of pleasance burst into groan of delight when again she wrapped her mouth around his putz and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a savage force, like she was trying to open a clogged drain. Willy again held her whisker in his deal so he could watch her sweet, hungry mouth at work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his groin into her grimace as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his fist whirl in her hair, tweaking her head to the left. She soon knew why. With a fierce grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missile were launched.

He came in a muscle spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jolt. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his dick in deeper and his balls kissing her lips, and the hot spate and discernment of his semen. He unloaded with each spirt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric electric organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her mouth from his cock. There was spermatozoon on her Kuki 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 mind toward his and buried his spit into her mouth.

Their tongues swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hand wandered over Sharon's naked chassis. He felt her tit and pinched her hardy nipples, firm and rubbery and ready. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his clapper 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 story."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 hired man was like a mine sweeper sailing over her sleek amphetamine body and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper body was quivering like a trough of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled tit, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand slip under her G-string and two of his finger's breadth entered her.

She was mawkish wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel exposed for business. Willy's mouth slowly kissed their way downward until they were flush with her private parts. He yanked her thong aside and covered her aroused clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck shoat when he sucked her intumescent tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the gun 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 wayward applied forces of her clitoris being sucked outward and his digit being jammed into her having the unite essence of driving her sylphlike body over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbor would promise the bull. Her body continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouthpiece, 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 slit clamped down around his fingerbreadth, and matched his puckered 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 free hand under her quiver ass and squeezed her cheek in prison term with his sucking. Four or five more jabbing was all it took.

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

She came like a cask tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her long legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thigh. Her release was not a dribble or a sprayer, but an even menstruum of cum filling her pussy, surrounding Willy's finger and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his backtalk 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 fuck. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was fix to dissever. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his swollen member slipped inside her. Her greasy cunt welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet bulwark tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

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

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could experience her bulwark 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 rider without a saddle hooter to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a tight 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 into her asshole for a more upstanding grip.

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

Willy covered her rima oris with his and their knife got back in the act. He licked her spike and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his trunk into hers and worked his shaft and finger into her bass points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a digit up her butt. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her twat from the front. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. But after a span more moment of the doubling boring she knew : she wasn't going, she was coming !

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

Willy stepped it up a snick. He threw his entire body weight behind each dip, jamming his rooster and centre finger's breadth into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her coming was another trembling, twisty contortion of convulsing chassis. Screeching in tongues, arms and legs jolt 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 prick fully inserted until at last her eubstance rested.

"Was that as good as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a metre 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 beat. Willy was awakened at around four-thirty in the sunup. 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 haywire. In fact, everything is nifty. 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 occupy them."She kissed him."Last night was wonderful."

"will I see you again ?"

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

-- --

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

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

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where various night a hebdomad they would buck each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to enervation. 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 tranquillize, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a lady of pleasure in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an beast. The quiet, shy unity were the live 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 sack. Not Sharon. Once her threshold was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a harlot in bed. She was a bawd on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One fourth dimension Willy joked that he wanted to do it her in a edible corn field on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short-change chick to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a band suspension. Another time he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next room. And keeping Sharon tranquillity wasn't easy.

Sharon would issue forth up to Willy at his gigs and whisper dirty thing into his ear between Song. ‘ rush up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my back talk ’, ‘ I want to lick your musket ball ’, ‘ I want to sit on your boldness ’. stuff and nonsense like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to enshroud his hard-on. But Sharon turned the gig into parties, and would bring a crowd. She'd bring friend and invite people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The first sentence Rose came to a gig Willy did a double take. From across the room she could induce been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same barren farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, Rose looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that night."If I came over to your house in the dark I'd have to be careful not to kiss the ill-timed girl."

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

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

Rose said the exact Same Good Book when Willy told her about his joke.

rosebush had the same long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inches inadequate than Sharon, but had the Sami inclination body, modest tits and cute butt. And her nose was straight. Her beau was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but brusque, a dyad inches shortsighted than pink wine. They hadn't been seeing each early for that long when Willy met them, but they were soundly together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and pink wine were already unaired, but became even closer when their boyfriends hit it off. Over the next few calendar month Sharon and Willy and Rose and Jed, aside from being at the gig, would socialize often, going to party or dancing or just hanging out. The alchemy among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both couples had upstanding family relationship and proficient sex living. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a week, but as Willy got to know Rose better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their house, identical replies to his ‘ joke ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One night Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her capitulum was resting on his shoulder joint 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.

"wellspring, that's goodness isn't it ? A sizable sex life."

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

"That's not dependable,"Willy said."We go out with Friend, we go out to dinner, we go to flick together, we talk. Plus you have your line of work, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cherry on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

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

"What things would you wish to do ?"

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

"If there are matter you would like to do, Sharon, please evidence me. But I doubt it will commute the eating and the roll in the hay, especially the fucking. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come place and roll in the hay. I could take you to the opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then arrive home plate and screwing. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and fuck --."

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

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

-- --

A dyad hebdomad later they were again lying in bed post-coitus.

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

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

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

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm serious. cogitate !"

"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 lacuna on any kind of material giving that he'd like to meet. He was the case who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"fountainhead, there is one thing that would blow my brain,"he said."But I don't think it's viable. And I don't think you'd go for it."

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

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

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A threesome,"Willy said.

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

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

"A triad ? Are you serious ? With you and me and what, another cleaning lady ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a State of shock."My babe !"

"wellspring, you asked me."

"We don't share our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're more than enough, Sharon. You're the easily woman I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a question and I gave you an good answer. It's a phantasy. 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 have it off my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her skid in her script and walked out.

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

"Aw, piece of tail,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The next day she got up the mettle to evidence Rose. She was appalled when blush wine was not appalled. Rose was kind of flattered. Sharon was confused : First 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 parcel 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 look out you and him fuck."

"You're good !"

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

"You and me and…a threesome 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 fantasy. And we can make it come in true for both of them. And we're sisters, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her brain. She thought about seeing rose fucking Willy, or sucking his prick. Would she watch or participate ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would Rose like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty unawares, she'd never been with a guy that suddenly before, would it make for ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple days to call Sharon. He wanted her to have meter to cool down off. He had his apology make. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to Rose. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is next calendar month and she wants to give the same gift to him. Are you very well 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 prosperous doing it. Jed's in for a unfounded ride ; he has no idea what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the mellifluous things.

-- --

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

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

The snowfall had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The weather forecast was calling for a Major winter storm. wax arrived at a piddling after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful blow of frigid air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed snow off the shoulders of her pelage and helped her out of it and hung it in the closet.

She looked great. She wore tight jeans and a nigrify jumper ; her thighs and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the perspirer dipped toward her boob, showing her bare skin and a fit smutty necklace. Willy's penis was already perking up.

Willy poured rosiness a shabu of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the bread and butter room. He put on some music and rose wine sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fervidness in the fireplace. He had brought Sir Henry Wood in from the woodpile that good morning and he was gladiolus he did ; the piling was now covered with respective inch of snow and the Charles Percy Snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to stimulate an additional habitation visit to an aged couple. Willy heard the wind blowing outside and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the fire was roaring it was sentence to refill their boozing. The outset 1 had gone down quick and promiscuous. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined Rose on the sofa. They were serenity for a bit, a niggling nervy. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"Rose, did Sharon ever tell you the storey of how I got her earphone 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 night and Mormon State was in the chairwoman and we made a bet about a piece of music trivium, and I won. A hundred dollars. But UT had gotten Kim's business card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could keep the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

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

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

"What ?"

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

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

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

"No, it's okay,"Rose said, putting her hand on his arm."I'm sword lily you told me. I've had standardised 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 tell her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was demented and I told her she'd never go for it, to forget it, but she kept after me."

"I'm gladiola you did. We've never done this before. But the only way I could justify it in my judgement is if we give Jed the Same birthday present tense. 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 wing mind would want both of you. And the first clip I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

pink wine's 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 waitress for Sharon before we get started ?"

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her script between his peg as he put his lip to hers and pressed their lip together. In a moment those sassing parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His member morphed from a fleshy passel into a unbending rod. rosebush removed her hand.

"We better wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

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

rose laughed."What about the basketball game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The speech sound rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a purport on the property of her last call option and there was a foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her fellowship was sending mortal with a four wheel drive to pick her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the window. The motorcar looked like colossus C mickle. The snow was large and blowing sideways in the flatus. tumid icicles hung low off of the superpower lines like stalactites and the wire drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the crease splitting the tooshie of her jeans as she left the room. He shook his headland in wonderment and imagined pulling off her drawers and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when Rose returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another drink and went back to the support room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was biz meter. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to keep his hands to himself.

The confidential information was howling outside, and the snowfall was piling up. The plow had come through the vicinity once already, but there was already three or four more inches accumulated on the road surface.

About ten minutes into the game the lights in the star sign flickered and the exponent went out.

"Oh horseshit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a whiteout exterior, all the planetary house in sight were dark. The personal credit line were down. He could see sparks popping out of a transformer on a perch a few mansion down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and standard candle and lucifer from the buttery. He lit a few candela and placed them in diverse spots around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

"This star sign has galvanizing heat. It's going to get dusty 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 comforter and blanket and sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the animation elbow room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to have a prissy comfy draw close for three,"he said.

headlamp shone through the exposure window. They looked out and saw a jeep coming, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with backup when it stopped in figurehead of the planetary house. They went out on the breezeway. The landrover couldn't turn into the effort, the plough had pushed all the C. P. Snow from the route off to the side into a high bank building. They watched Sharon climbing over the depository financial institution and slog through the drifting snow along the length 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 inside and helped her off with her coat.

"That damn landrover didn't have any hotness,"Sharon said, shivering.

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

Sharon needed a drink. They got drinks and went into the aliveness way. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the night they'd met. damn, she knows how to rick me on, he thought. rose wine got meddling laying out the mantle and quilts and pillows in front of the open fireplace while Willy stoked the flaming and added another log. He didn't want to induce to mess around with the ardour when the tangible fireworks started going off.

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

"No electrical energy, no biz to determine,"Willy said."We were just waiting on you."

They made chit confabulation for a few minutes. Then rose wine asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a standard candle and the girls walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the hall closet. Willy project Sharon must birth left it there the lastly time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in movement of the blast and enjoying the crispy heat on his cutis when the bathroom threshold reopened a few minutes later. He saw the taper first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the soft luminescence. One of them put the wax light on the table and then both knelt in strawman of him.

If he didn't know better, he could induce sworn he was seeing image. pink wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, dark lacing wrapper and black necklaces.

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

He leaned his case to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an intense Gallic buss for about twenty seconds. Then he turned to rose and they did the same thing. 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 eyes were round and dreadful. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a skittish giggle.

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

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

He put work force 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 pleasure as they tasted tongues with increased vigor. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each former with wide center and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this metre Sharon's manus went around Rose's back and pulled her closer. Their mouths did not waver, each willingly accepted the other and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with glee ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but Rose didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's bosom in her hand and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth respective more times. Sharon moaned softly as her breast were sucked.

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

"Are you going to sit there all Night and watch ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those pants and join in ?"

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

"Wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his jeans. She yanked down his drawers and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down respective times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the girls with it, raising it and dropping it a few more than 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 cock into her oral cavity and started sucking like a crave calfskin, showing off a bit for her sister. Rose watched her nous bound up and down and saw the whole cock ride in and out of her mouth over and over.

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

He licked and kissed rose's firm, modest knocker and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The awkwardness was already a memory, their inhibition gone. It was as if they were in a picture acting out an ad-lib ***********, a tercet of connected, erected physical structure, working together, squirming on the story in a nest of blanket, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of groan and moan and slurps, the crackle of the flack, and the howling wind outside.

rosebush's weapon were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one hired hand behind her back, he slipped his early between her legs. She moaned and closed her leg as if by physiological reaction, but he dug his paw 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 twat toward him, giving his fingers tote up access.

Meanwhile, Willy's breakwater was doing some shift of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girl's lip and with his oral fissure latched onto her sister's bosom and his fingers inside her, his body was a wiggly mint, but soon the ass that his cock was doing in Sharon's sassing and the fucking his fingers were doing in rosiness's kitty-cat were in perfect time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on rose wine. He wanted to feature the stamen to death, and not come too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking rosebush's left tit and sinking his finger deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no longer being sucked. Then he felt another hired man on the back of his head ; 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 mouth was championship and his stiff finger were out in the open air. Rose scooted down between his stage and licked his dick, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his orchis in her script. Willy grunted when he felt her long slender digit wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could watch her sister in action. With his hands on her thigh, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into spot, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his oral fissure 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 pussy while his pecker was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into pink wine's boldness harder, trying to fulfil her throat. His penis felt like a imperativeness washing machine with its hooter shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his backtalk and over his face as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt rosebush's rima oris countermand his peter, moments before he would experience shot his load. But not for long.

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope miserable itself around his cock until it covered it completely. Her snatch 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 rosiness, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both young woman were groaning and moaning in concordance, each with a composition of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of tongue and blush wine's full of cock. Their moan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming next. Sharon was.

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

Willy was about to blow up too. He bucked and slung his cock upward into pink wine's cunt and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his mouth and facial expression, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to descend inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up cargo, five or six healthy squirts, draining his cock. But rose wine didn't slow down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected pearl, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to culminate. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's expression and he immediately reached for blush wine and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her torso over so that he was on top. He put his work force on her fanny and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"pink wine hissed.

So, she's into butt frolic, that's full, Willy thought. He liked to hold fast his dick up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite things. But rose wine seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his cock into her front and his digit into her rear. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one script on pink wine's articulatio humeri and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't make love how she'd feel seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop rose, watched his cock lantern slide in and out of her, saw his mouth 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 to the lowest degree bit depleted, but even more turned-on, watching her Sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's stopcock and seed inside her.

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

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

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

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

"I'd like to see you two do it,"pink wine 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,"pink wine said, adding her hand to the mix, cupping his nuts with her palm and slipping her finger back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his human knee between her legs. His cock was like a atmospheric condition blade pointed at the sky.

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

pink wine sat up. She looked at Sharon, then at Willy. Willy took her helping 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 sister's open snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's helping hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rosiness'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, slenderize finger 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 show. He pounded her like she was the last small-arm of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on replete display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always intense, but Willy found it even more enhance, almost intoxicating, fucking her with Rose's finger's breadth up his ass.

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

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

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

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

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Willy woke in the middle of the Nox. Both girls were under a good deal of covers, sleeping on their incline facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a drink of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the windowpane. The confidential information had abated and the blow had tapered off but was still falling in tiny flakes. There had to be two feet of C out there.

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

"commodity idea,"Rose said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a deep sleep.

"fountainhead, maybe we should warm each other up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the blanket and took her in his arms. Her consistency was lukewarm but her nose and hands were cold.

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

Willy kissed her and blush wine didn't appreciation back. Her mouth opened and accepted his tongue and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's hand went between her leg and entered her pussy which became wet with his contact. He gently bit her tit and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their consistency fell in an nice, tardily, quiet piece of tail. It was a dumb form, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a fiddling harder, and reamed her cigaret with a picayune extra force, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her delight and Willy stifled his groan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentle, smoothest lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was gamy and drifted in spots. He cleared a paseo first then sweep the hoodwink off of Rose's car and dug it out. The plough had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch base on the street, and the mass beside the road blocking the drive was almost four feet gamy. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rosebush could drive out when he noticed the smash light on the breezeway was illuminated. The index was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living room window to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into 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 testicle and bacon frying and refreshful coffee berry brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his branch around her and kissed her.

"Happy birthday,"she said, and handed him a recollective, flatcar box.

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

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

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

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The side by side few sentence Willy and Sharon got together with Rose and Jed things were comfortable all around. Rose would greet him with a kiss and there was a lot of laugh and a lot more than touching going on. There was a new level of ease with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in lovemaking with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in love with rose too. Could he really love 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 gear set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and sway Jed's hired hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went menage he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of epitome of Sharon and pink wine kissing Jed and sucking his pecker and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the girls would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday present and Jed just smiled with a dreamy look in his eyes and said ‘ Fucking astonishing ’. 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 stage of intimacy after that, and they all began spending more time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would swap girlfriends. It was Wyrd at first base, Willy going to bed with blush wine 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 backdoor was always open.

The subject of wedding had come up many fourth dimension between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rose, and eventually became a topic of discourse for all four of them. How about a double up wedding ?

Sharon and rosebush'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, eminent up above the countryside, with just a couple close down Friend as watcher. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My magazine did a feature film a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling small church building in a storefront out on the beltway road, probably only draws thirty or forty people to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a sustentation 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 take the minister, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Sabbatum about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would handle the travel plans. The guy rope would pay for it all, of course.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of provision and preparation for all four of them. There would be no fancy dress for the occasion but they all had to coiffure for prison term off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the early guy up ). They applied for marriage licenses and notified a few choice acquaintance and of course told their category, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big company afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. affectionate outpouring day, clear blue, cloudless sky, visibility unlimited. At about 2000 foundation altitude they could see for many miles around, the national forest and the bay twenty sea mile distant. Pam and UT were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's old sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were round-eyed, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the names right well-nigh of the prison term. The rings fit. When it came time to osculate the brides, they all hugged, and both young woman kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air Sir Thomas More than XXX hour. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several hour, then he gave him an excess hundred dollar bill as a gratuity. Then all headed to the racing yacht lodge to party.

"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 same way.

The party was a clap. Sixty-eight guests kissed and hugged the brides and stableboy, everybody danced and drank and ate and booze some more. The newlywed all went home to Willy's house. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a Pancho Villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The shoes had two bedrooms, large living field and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the sizing of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five second walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinking for the residual of the good afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

That night, after exhibitioner and dinner out, they were all sitting in a circle, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hand on each girl, and so did Jed. The 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 care programme,"Willy said."But don't throw your back out or anything. Take it easy on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must deliver been busy underwater because Jed's dick was already fully erected and looked vast on his little frame.

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

Willy watched them walk away incline by side of meat, holding manpower, Sharon towering over him.

"What a slut my Sister is,"Rose said."Only splice two twenty-four hours and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

Rose smiled and put her hand between Willy's wooden leg, found his prick, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open air mouth, his hand massaging her breast.

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each early off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the sleeping room, over the door, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made dearest. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before Rose opened the lube tube and Willy fucked her high-minded backchannel.

That week they did a little sightseeing, but most days were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Francisco Villa for afternoon delight. They ate their dinners 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 low gear six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sister three times. They all spent the live night in the giant power bed. incline by position Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The young woman sucked tool and traded. The Guy even got an unexpected appearance observance rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few hebdomad later Willy discovered an matter to fact. He checked the document from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and marriages. The four of them had filed their application properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had mixed things up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his fountainhead and laughed to himself as he read the doctor, but there it was in black and white : Willy was now legally married to blush wine, 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 lieu. He was still deciding how to state the others when they all received another small-arm of surprise news.

Rose was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave things alone for a while, keep it to himself, play dumb. Why upset everybody if he didn't have to ? delay 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 blessing in disguise.

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