FARMER'S daughter

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

Willy had just made a jest, saying that Sharon and her Sister Rose looked so much alike, if he were to come over to their house in the dark he would let to kiss both of them to figure out who was who.

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

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

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Willy and Beehive State had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the same dorm as newcomer and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same wrick gumption of humour and were both musicians and loved the Saami sort of medicine. They roomed together for the whole four days and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Mormon State studied computer scientific discipline, but it was the euphony that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very outset night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the Saami melodic line and wrote some of their own and could extemporise together and dally off of one another as if they'd been playing together for year. It was inst karma. It didn't take retentive before they started hustling spear on and off campus for spear carrier money.

Utah was not his rattling name ; his real gens was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on jazz and blues. But one night a bunch of guys from the dorm 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 Jazz used to be the New Orleans Jazz way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right, and everybody started calling him Mormon State after that, and the nickname had stuck. For the next four years he was introduced as Utah and many people he knew never even learned his tangible name.

In plus to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computing machine and music, Utah was a human encyclopedia of music trifle, especially rock and curlicue. There were respective taproom near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would keep triviality competition where the correct answers earned free beer. The guy rope would go to these trivia Nox and Utah would cognize every single answer and they'd drink all night for loose. It didn't take farseeing before Utah was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the answers to his buddies and they would all hire turns giving the correct reply and get the free drinking. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Beehive State continued playing music as a duo in eatery, bars and clubs, and it provided a gracious second income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a Town about an minute away. Being in two different towns gave them opportunity to book spear over a astray area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to play the same places too often. They liked their line of work, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was good and the bang welfare were great : the women.

After a few geezerhood Utah got conjoin and had nestling, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple extended relationship, so they had limited their lance mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small Town about a fifteen instant thrust from Willy's sign of the zodiac. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a small room with a yearn L-shaped bar covering two full walls, a few tables, an domain cleared for dancing and a diminutive stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned worse, with the rain pouring in torrents and scattered thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight the great unwashed in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Utah played as they usually did and made wise cracks in between call, joking about the conditions and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their first base intermission. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged business wag, but Willy was very appeal to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's eubstance, long and lean, with prospicient dark, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her kick to her jeans to her skin-tight sweater. Her tits were meek, her ass was amercement, and her olfactory organ was on the large side and a bit corrupt, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar faeces with her peg apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious fork from the stagecoach.

Willy started talking to them from the leg, including them in his banter, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of beverage. During one of Utah's unaccompanied numbers he sat side by side to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his future jailbreak talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a commodity sense of humor but was not extremely talkative, not fast to afford up. She often answered questions with motion. But Willy did find out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a registered nurse. She worked full moon time as a schoolhouse nursemaid, and part clock time as a home health nurse.

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

‘ prick ’, Willy said to himself. He hadn't gotten Sharon's earphone numeral. And he didn't even know her last name.

-- --

About an time of day later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's living 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 fortune to get Sharon's sound number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock song from the sixty and 70 when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the speakers. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a tilt and roster Bible he had on his shelf right there in his living room and had learned a diminished fact of trifle that he'd never known before.

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

"No, it wasn't,"Utah said, after a myopic full stop 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 couple calendar month earlier in 1968."

There was a secrecy 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 learn it too, but it's true."

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

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

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their sack were wide-cut of John Cash from the gig.

"A hundred dollars,"Utah said.

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

"Right."

"Okay, Utah, you are the trifle guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The Pick of the inner circle, The Cream of the craw, The Swami, The baron. Before I take your money, you must eff that I would never bet against you on trivia unless I knew I was right, right ?"

"Right."

"You still wan na bet ?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Willy got up off the lounge and walked over to the bookcase not ten feet away. He picked up a book from the hind end ledge. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The Billboard Book of Top Forty bang ’. 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 Forty in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in December later that twelvemonth.

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

Utah's heart grew into one shot blue saucer as he stared at the page like a lapin in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a mazed aspect on his face.

"I warned you, UT,"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.

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

"Hey, UT, let me ask you a query. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her occupation card, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"okeh, thoroughly,"Willy said."Tell you what. Call Kim on Monday and get Sharon's phone issue from her for me. You do that for me and we'll telephone call it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

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

"Then at to the lowest degree get her last name so I can look her up. grow on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

UT came through. He called Willy on Monday night and gave him Sharon's numeral.

"Kim said Sharon likes you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to follow to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a 100 bucks !"

"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 gladiola for another reason. He didn't really want to hold Beehive State's money ; he had a wife and two tike at home base and could use the superfluous dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was nursing 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 anticipate his call. He said he wanted to ask for her identification number 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 happy he had her numeral, and she said yes, she was glad he had it.

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

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

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

"So, I won a c dollar bill, and Beehive State 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 subscribe to his money because he's a great admirer and has a mob 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 attentive guy, an incredible 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 figure toll me a C 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 time of day and made plan to go to dinner Thursday night.

-- --

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

Sharon didn't want Willy to piece her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposition direction from where he was planning to take 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 home was in a nice neighborhood and located in the eye of a good no-axe liquidator zone.

So Sharon came to his star sign for that first date, right on meter and she looked large, as expected. Willy had said the wearing apparel was free-and-easy, and he had on a duad of Dockers and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a grim sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the strawman to her navel and gentle pumps. It showed off her private parts and butt in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimal touch of eye makeup and her lipstick and nail refinement matched her brown eyes and hair, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look enceinte !"he said.

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

He also realized for the first sentence how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a potty at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

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

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

"snake pit, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six metrical unit tall and my cobbler's last 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 babble out and get acquainted. She had seemed tranquility and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her time to loosen up and get comfortable so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

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

Sharon talked almost the whole parkway back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a class younger, in a little house on the farm. The house was only about lxxv thou from the home they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too closelipped for comfortableness, she said. She also had an elder sister and an sometime brother, both married. She worked days as a schooling nurse for ten months of the year, and made theater calls as a household health suckle part-time during the schooling twelvemonth and full-time in the summertime. She liked running, lawn tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Beehive State show the former night.

By the clip they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to get laid him, and she could narrate he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few transactions she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely time but she had an early dayspring meeting with her supervisory program, and with a chuckle added that rose would probably be waiting up for a wide-cut report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't pratfall into a mistake of too much too soon and possibly ruin matter. So they said goodnight with their lip and clapper. They made plans for a secondly day of the month and Willy's peter felt like a fence situation when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their tierce day of the month the buss goodbye were getting longsighted and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the pouch the next time.

Willy had a Sat night gig scheduled at a nearby racing yacht society. They would be playing in the lounge after the club held their yearbook installment of officer in the neighboring group meeting mansion. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wife and girlfriends and concubines got sot and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to issue forth and contribute a admirer, he would get them passes.

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

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

When the night came the atmospheric condition was beautiful so the big field glass threshold of the lounge were widely give and the guys were set up exterior on the hatch deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the lady friend showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and elegant. And she was wearing the blue jumpsuit.

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

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

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

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

Over the grade of the even Willy noticed that the zipper on the front line of Sharon's jump suit was inching its way down. It was subject down to her knocker. Her teat were not gravid, so there was niggling cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

Willy was glad to larn that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two cars. After he had loaded his paraphernalia, 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 behind. He locked the car and didn't even incommode to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house and into the kitchen. He never used his battlefront door.

Standing closely at the heel counter, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to pledge. She said no, she was hunky-dory. Willy poured a glass of piss and took a couple 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 brown eyes were big and round and stared into his.

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

He put his mouthpiece to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her mouth. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their last particular date and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her breast and against her dank crotch and she had held his hardened cock through the cotton fiber of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost buckle under, but Willy didn't force things so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the dark, it was time to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her Einstein screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the manse and into his sleeping room. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest mount and turned to present her. He ran his finger gently through her pilus and along her jaws and cervix and shoulders.

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

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her bellybutton. He slid his hands under the articulatio humeri of the cause and slipped them over her weapon system. The suit fell to the floor and she was naked except for a blackness thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need avail with this slide fastener ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the imperativeness of his dick against the fabric of his pants. There was no demand for an answer.

He wore no belt. She unsnapped his drawers and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, voiceless and farsighted. It was gravid than other cocks 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 slow physical body of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her recherche body as he drove her to a craze, licking her, sucking her, eating her, and fucking her. But he knew all that was going to pass and didn't charge about the order of things.

It felt big and warm in Sharon's mouthpiece. She palmed his balls and alternated between sucking it, and licking and kissing it, then zeroed in on the suck. Willy began slowly swaying it into her. She could find his hands massaging her shoulder joint vane and she knew by his cries of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head movements, floating up and down, and took her longsighted lock chamber in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her font. With his hands on the dorsum of her fountainhead he held her, giving his turncock a stationary target, and he fucked her assailable sassing. Swing after swing his cock delved cryptical until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a secure attender. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his oral cavity and they did a one-thirty-second lingua suck while she held his vain pecker in her hired hand.

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

Her back talk went to his neck, to his shoulder, kissing him, and she licked his breast and nibbled his mammilla and kissed his flat stomach. His prick was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its distance and sucked on his balls, taking her time. Willy's sigh of delight burst into moan of delectation when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this prison term, back and Forth River with a feral force-out, like she was trying to open a clot drainpipe. Willy again held her whisker in his hired man so he could watch her Henry Sweet, hungry mouth at body of work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his mole into her face as she sucked his peckerwood and squeezed his interracial nuts.

Sharon felt his clenched fist tress in her hair's-breadth, tweaking her school principal to the left. She soon knew why. With a trigger-happy grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missile were launched.

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final shock. It was a crash head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his balls kissing her back talk, and the hot rush and taste of his seminal fluid. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric electric organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her oral cavity 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 foreland toward his and buried his tongue into her mouth.

Their glossa swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked flesh. He felt her breasts and pinched her brave teat, firm and rubbery and ready. He kissed her cervix and sucked on her ear lobe. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his lingua on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her fingers on the back of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other hand was like a mine sweeper sailplaning over her streamlined upper body and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper torso was quivering like a sports stadium 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 fingers entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel open for commercial enterprise. Willy's rim slowly kissed their way downward until they were flush with her crotch. He yanked her thong aside and covered her elicit clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a wedge shote when he sucked her declamatory tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the contrary practice forces of her button being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the combined effect of driving her sylphlike consistence over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbour would holler the copper. Her body continued to wriggle as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clitoris felt plump in his mouthpiece, and hot, like a cayenne popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to fare big !"

Willy slipped his free paw under her fluttering ass and squeezed her cheek in meter with his sucking. Four or five more jab was all it took.

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

She came like a bbl tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her tenacious leg swiveled around Willy's headspring which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her spill was not a trickle or a atomiser, but an even flow of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's finger and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his lips and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his backtalk from her glans and wasted no time getting into position. It was time to sleep together. His cock felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was ready to split. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his swollen phallus slipped inside her. Her sebaceous pussy welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet walls tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

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

"Ooh, that feels 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 powerful dip of their sync dead body. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle car horn 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 shit for a more solid grip.

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

Willy covered her oral cavity with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her ears and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his body into hers and worked his prick and finger into her mysterious points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger up her goat. 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 duo more minute of the double drilling she knew : she wasn't going, she was coming !

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

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

Her sexual climax was another quivering, twisting contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, arm and wooden leg jerking 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 prevent his tools fully inserted until at last her body rested.

"Was that as good as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a fourth dimension of hush repose.

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'arms, and slept like the utter. Willy was awakened at around four-thirty in the sunrise. 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 zip wrong. In fact, everything is capital. 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 concern them."She kissed him."go dark was wonderful."

"Will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hands on her pelvic arch."You better,"she said.

-- --

So, Willy's sex life sentence 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 prospect she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where several nights a week they would pull each other up in bed. Sometimes they would sleep together almost to enervation. They'd slumber. And Sharon always woke up and left at around four-thirty a.m.

Willy thought it was interesting, and fortunate, that Sharon, who was so quiet, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The calm down, shy ones were the hottest and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, democratic 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 sporting lady in bed. She was a whore on the floor, on the couch, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One sentence Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a corn field on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short skirt to one of his gig and fucked him leaning up against the car during a band break. Another metre he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very succeeding elbow room. And keeping Sharon smooth wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his gig and whisper dirty matter into his ear between birdcall. ‘ precipitation 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 balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your font ’. hooey like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to hide his hard-on. But Sharon turned the gigs into political party, and would bring a crew. She'd bring friends and invite people from her workplaces. And her babe Rose.

The 1st time Rose came to a gig Willy did a double payoff. From across the way she could have been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the Lapplander innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, Rose looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that nighttime."If I came over to your house in the iniquity I'd have to be measured not to kiss the wrong girl."

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

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

Rose said the exact like Word when Willy told her about his joke.

rose wine had the same long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inch shortsighted than Sharon, but had the same lean body, small bosom and cunning butt. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but poor, a couplet inches shorter than Rose. They hadn't been seeing each former for that long when Willy met them, but they were skillful together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and pink wine were already close, 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 gigs, would socialize often, going to political party or dances or just hanging out. The chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both couples had strong relationships and good sex life history. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a workweek, but as Willy got to make out rose wine better he found himself to a greater extent and more attracted to her, and he got the same sort of vibration off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and frailty versa. But he knew by their house, indistinguishable answer to his ‘ jape ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

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

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"well, that's skillful isn't it ? A healthy sex life."

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

"That's not reliable,"Willy said."We go out with friends, we go out to dinner, we go to pic together, we talk. Plus you have your line of work, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cerise 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 affair would you care to do ?"

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

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

"Ah, cypher really,"he said."I'd ask for a hot-looking sexual bolide, but I already have one."He hugged her close.

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

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

"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 space on any kind of material gift 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.

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

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

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

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

Willy took a deep 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 sass hanging open."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

"A leash ? Are you life-threatening ? With you and me and what, another cleaning lady ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a country of shock."My sister !"

"wellspring, you asked me."

"We don't portion our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're more than enough, Sharon. You're the best cleaning woman I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a inquiry and I gave you an true solvent. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. Forget it, get me a necktie."

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

"Please, Sharon…"

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

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The succeeding day she got up the nerve to tell Rose. She was appalled when rose was not appalled. rose wine was form of flattered. Sharon was confused : low gear she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her baby, and now finds out her sister wouldn't mind it either.

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

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

"You're serious !"

"Not if you're not into it. But if you are…Jed's natal day is next calendar month and we could give 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 fancy. And we can clear it fall true up for both of them. And we're sisters, we trust each other. We're all attracted to each early and get along well. So what the hell."

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

"So, what do you cogitate ?"rose asked.

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

-- --

Willy waited a couplet days to predict Sharon. He wanted her to take prison term to cool off off. He had his apologia set. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to Rose. She's O.K. with it, but Jed's natal day is adjacent calendar month and she wants to devote the Lapp talent to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

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

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweet things.

-- --

Willy's natal day fell on a Sat in Feb, but the res publica university had a big basketball plot on Fri night that they wanted to learn on Willy's big screen. So they decided they would all get together to determine the game and afterwards Willy would get his birthday gift and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came dwelling house from piece of work that day loaded with beer, wine-coloured and a tray of deli 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 house separately. Sharon had a menage health visit to wee-wee somewhere way out in God's area after she got off from her day job.

The snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to nonplus. The conditions forecast was calling for a major winter storm. rear arrived at a small after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful blast of frigid air blew in with her. They said hullo and Willy brushed snow off the shoulders of her pelage and helped her out of it and give ear it in the closet.

She looked great. She wore pie-eyed denim and a black sweater ; her thighs and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the perspirer dipped toward her tit, showing her bare skin and a fit contraband necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured Rose a glass of wine-coloured and got a beer for himself and they went into the support room. He put on some medicine and rosebush sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fire in the open fireplace. He had brought woods in from the woodpile that morn and he was beaming he did ; the tidy sum was now covered with respective inches of Charles Percy 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 extra home visit to an senior span. Willy heard the wind blowing external and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the firing was roaring it was clock time to replenish their drinks. The number 1 ones had gone down quick and easily. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined Rose on the sofa. They were quiet for a arcminute, a short uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"rosiness, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her phone number ?"Willy said.

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

"I met Sharon at a gig at Murph's, but she left before I could get her number. I was sitting right here later that dark and Beehive State was in the chairman and we made a bet about a piece of music trivia, and I won. A hundred dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's business add-in, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could hold the money."

"Wow, really ?"rosebush said."A hundred dollars. You must receive really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were silent again for a short meter 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 thought about what might suffer happened if it had been you who I met at Murph's that night."

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

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

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

"Did it storm 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 half-baked and I told her she'd never go for it, to forget it, but she kept after me."

"I'm glad you did. We've never done this before. But the only way I could excuse it in my mind is if we give Jed the Lapplander birthday present. I know he'll like the idea."

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

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

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

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

pink wine shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her hand between his branch as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those back talk parted and their lingua got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the candy kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a overweight spate into a rigid rod. pink wine removed her hand.

"We better wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

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

rose wine laughed."What about the basketball game game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the prop of her last phone call and there was a invertebrate foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her troupe was sending soul with a four wheel drive to pick her up and effort her over.

Willy looked out the window. The railroad car looked like behemoth snow scads. The snowfall was weighed down and blowing sideways in the hint. Large icicles hung low off of the power lines like stalactites and the telegram drooped from the weightiness.

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

Willy stared at the crease splitting the seat of her jeans as she left the room. He shook his school principal in admiration and imagined pulling off her drawers and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when rosiness returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another drinking and went back to the living room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game fourth dimension. They sat on the lounge together and Willy tried to prevent his workforce to himself.

The breaking wind was howling away, and the snow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more inches accumulated on the road surface.

About ten mo into the biz the visible light in the sign flickered and the ability went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the household in sight were dark. The lines were down. He could see light popping out of a transformer on a Pole a few theater down from his.

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

He gathered a torch and taper and match from the pantry. He lit a few standard candle and placed them in several spots around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

"This theatre 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 cupboard and brought out every puff and blanket and sheet of paper and comforter he had and brought them into the living room. Then he went to the bedroom and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to deliver a gracious comfy nestle for three,"he said.

Headlights shone through the delineation windowpane. They looked out and saw a Jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front of the sign. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't go into the drive, the plow had pushed all the snow from the route off to the incline into a senior high school bank. They watched Sharon climb over the bank and slog through the drifting blow along the length of the cause.

"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 estrus,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The power's out here,"rosebush said."We'll all be sleeping on the story in front of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a drink. They got deglutition and went into the life room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the nighttime they'd met. Damn, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. blush wine got fussy laying out the cover and quilts and pillows in front of the open fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to feature to mess around with the fire when the genuine fireworks started going off.

"looking at like you two are fix,"Sharon said.

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

They made chit chat for a few minutes. Then rose asked Sharon if she was prepare, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the fille walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the foyer closet. Willy compute Sharon must induce left it there the last-place meter she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front of the flaming and enjoying the crispy warmth on his skin when the lavatory room access reopened a few minutes later. He saw the candela first and watched as it came closer, the young lady led by the soft glow. One of them put the candela on the board and then both knelt in front of him.

If he didn't know better, he could sustain sworn he was seeing double. Rose and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, black lace wrapper and black necklaces.

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

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their backtalk parted as they touched and they shared an intense French people kiss for about XX seconds. Then he turned to Rose and they did the same affair. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girls replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

rose looked at Sharon, whose eyes were round and horrendous. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a spooky giggle.

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

"seed on you two,"Willy fussed."Get with it. Put your brain together. feed us some tongue."

He put hands on the spinal column 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 loudness, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongues with increase vim. After maybe twenty s their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide-cut eyes and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this fourth dimension Sharon's mitt went around Rose's back and pulled her finisher. Their mouths did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the early and their tongue spiraled inside. Willy again watched with glee ; he fondled himself and his pick up pecker pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

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

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."Kiss Rose's nipples, Sharon. suck them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but blush wine didn't. She bent her mind down and took Sharon's breasts in her helping hand and sucked a nipple into her sassing, then the former, then back and forth several more prison term. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

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

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

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

"hold, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his denim. She yanked down his packer and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down several sentence from the force play of it, and Willy saluted the female child with it, raising it and dropping it a few more times on his own.

"Not bad, huh ?"Sharon said to rose 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 putz into her mouth and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her sister. Rose watched her mind spring up and down and saw the hale rooster ride in and out of her sass over and over.

Willy made eye contact with rose and reached for her. He took her hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his tongue into her backtalk, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the couch. They kissed for some meter with his dick sunk happily into Sharon's back talk before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's pap and went to town.

He licked and kissed blush wine's house, modest boob and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The nuisance value was already a storage, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a motion picture acting out an spontaneous ***********, a triad of connected, erected soundbox, working together, squirming on the story in a nest of covering, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a refrain of moan and groan and slurps, the crepitation of the fire, and the howling idle words outside.

blush wine's blazon were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his former between her branch. She moaned and closed her legs as if by reflex, but he dug his hand deeper into her private parts 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 puss toward him, giving his digit aggregate access.

Meanwhile, Willy's mole was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girlfriend's oral cavity and with his mouth latched onto her sis's mamilla and his fingers inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the piece of tail that his cock was doing in Sharon's lip and the fucking his finger were doing in Rose's pussy were in perfect time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as Charles Herbert Best he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to take the staying power to last, and not occur too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking Rose's left tit and sinking his finger deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no retentive being sucked. Then he felt another hand on the rachis of his head ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you need to do first, rose ?"Sharon said."Suck him or get it on him ?"

"Yes,"blush wine said.

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

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her long slim down finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could ascertain her sister in action. With his manpower on her second joint, he sidled his sassing and her cunt into military position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his lip joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his aspect, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on lemony pussy while his cock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into Rose's cheek harder, trying to fill her pharynx. His penis felt like a insistency automatic washer with its nozzle shut off.

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

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

Both girls were groaning and moaning in concord, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's fully of knife and pink wine's full-of-the-moon of cock. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty for 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 break loose too. He bucked and slung his cock upward into rose's slit and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's tender juice watered his oral fissure and boldness, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to arrive inside her sister.

He released a enceinte, stored-up lode, five or six respectable squirt, draining his hammer. But Rose didn't slow down at all. She continued to skid up and down on his spent, erected bone, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's face and he immediately reached for Rose and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her eubstance over so that he was on top. He put his handwriting on her buttocks and since she had fingered his dickhead, he rammed a fingerbreadth up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into butt play, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to stick his tool up a female child's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favourite things. But pink wine seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his cock into her front and his digit into her fundament. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their English with one hand on Rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

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

Rose belted out a high narrow escape when she came. Her body thrashed on the covers as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to continue 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, Rose,"Sharon exclaimed."That was hot."

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

"tinker's dam, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't surely how I'd look when I saw the two of you together, but wow, what a turn-on !"

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

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

"Will this old matter be up to it ?"Sharon said, stroking his penis.

"Maybe I can help,"rosebush said, adding her hand to the mix, cupping his testis with her medal and slipping her fingerbreadth back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her binding and hopped onto his human knee between her stage. His stopcock was like a weather condition vane pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

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

"Put it in,"he said.

He felt her long, slim finger slither 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 piece of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, risky, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full presentation, 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 ember and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her eubstance was in tremors and became a moving fair game as he screwed her and tried to continue his cock inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a furuncle and he slammed her good six or seven final exam time before he emptied his seed into her.

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

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

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

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Willy woke in the middle of the nighttime. Both fille were under a wad of covering, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. exponent was still out. He got up to get a drink of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the windowpane. The wind had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in tiny geek. There had to be two substructure of Baron Snow of Leicester out there.

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

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

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

"That's the 1st time I've ever seen a defenseless man working in a fireplace,"she said."Nice view."

Willy kissed her and Rose didn't keep back. Her mouth opened and accepted his tongue and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's hired hand went between her branch and entered her puss which became wet with his tinge. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her handwriting. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their consistency fell in an overnice, well-heeled, quiet screw. It was a retard chassis, gradually increasing their matched regular recurrence, finally building into the pleximetry 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 lilliputian harder, and reamed her hind end with a short spare force, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his groan into her pilus, and they afterwards agreed it was the unruffled, gentlest, fluent lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was high and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then swing the C off of rosebush'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 pile beside the route blocking the driveway was almost four feet senior high. He got working on that next.

After about an time of day he'd cleared enough so that pink wine could repulse out when he noticed the command processing overhead time twinkle on the breezeway was illuminated. The world power was back on. He was getting thirsty. He walked over and looked into the living room windowpane 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 trunk were locked into sixty-nine emplacement, 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 Baron Verulam frying and fresh coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his munition around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

"You're welcome. A little 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 birthday present."

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

Willy didn't mention what he'd seen Sharon and pink wine doing when he'd peeked in the windowpane, and neither did she. He walked down the entrance hall toward his bedroom. The hallway bathroom door was closed and the shower bath was running. He thought for a mo about going in and jumping in the shower with rose wine but he didn't want to push his portion. So he went into the master bathing tub and turned the shower bath on hot.

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The future few times Willy and Sharon got together with Rose and Jed things were well-fixed all around. Rose would greet him with a osculation and there was a lot of laugh and a lot Thomas More touching going on. There was a new stratum of relief with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in dearest with Sharon for some sentence, 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 Nox and Jed, blush wine and Sharon came by for the commencement set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and shook Jed's mitt and told him to experience fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's judgement stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His persuasion were a parade of images of Sharon and blush wine kissing Jed and sucking his cock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the girls would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his natal day present and Jed just smiled with a dreamy tone in his oculus and said ‘ fucking astound ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really well for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a solid new level of liaison after that, and they all began spending more time together. About once a calendar month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one nighttime Willy and Jed would switch girlfriends. It was weird at first-class honours degree, 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, rosiness's back entrance was always open.

The guinea pig of marriage had come up many meter between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rose wine, and eventually became a theme of discussion for all four of them. How about a double wedding party ?

Sharon and rosiness's family were Catholic, but they had left the Christian church long time before. No church building 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 twosome airless Quaker as attestant. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

The girls didn't want a priest, so who would take the ceremonial occasion and scan the vows ? Willy made a suggestion.

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My cartridge clip did a feature of speech a few month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of flake. Has a struggling trivial Christian church in a storefront out on the bypass road, probably only draws thirty or forty 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 rent the minister, 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 blush wine and Sharon would deal the travelling plans. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of planning and homework for all four of them. There would be no visualize clothes for the occasion but they all had to arrange for fourth dimension off and the guys had to buy tintinnabulation ( they shopped together so neither showed the former guy up ). They applied for marriage licence and notified a few choice acquaintance and of course told their families, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. Warm spring day, shed light on blue, cloudless sky, profile unlimited. At about 2000 understructure altitude they could see for many international nautical mile around, the interior forest and the bay twenty miles distant. Pam and Beehive State were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's older babe and one of Jed's coworkers.

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

They weren't up in the air more than thirty transactions. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for various bit, then he gave him an extra hundred bucks as a baksheesh. Then all headed to the yacht lodge to party.

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

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

The political party was a attack. Sixty-eight invitee kissed and hugged the brides and grooms, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The honeymooner all went home to Willy's planetary 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 girl had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The topographic point had two sleeping accommodation, big living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the sizing of a small-scale swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five minute walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinks for the rest of the afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

That dark, after rain shower and dinner out, they were all sitting in a rope, relaxing and facing each early, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a bridge player on each missy, and so did Jed. The girls'hands weren't idle, either.

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

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

"Oh, I think that sounds like architectural plan,"Willy said."But don't throw your vertebral column out or anything. ask 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 make been engaged underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked huge on his minuscule frame.

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

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

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

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

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

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each former off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, over the threshold, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made dear. 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 subway system and Willy fucked her sublime backchannel.

That week they did a footling sightseeing, but most daylight were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Doroteo Arango for afternoon joy. 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 first six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sis three times. They all spent the final night in the goliath king bed. Side by side Jed fucked blush wine and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked peter and traded. The Guy even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few weeks later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the papers from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and marriage ceremony. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had amalgamate 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 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 foremost place. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

Rose was pregnant.

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

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