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

Willy had just made a joke, saying that Sharon and her Sister Rose looked so a lot alike, if he were to come over to their planetary house in the iniquity he would suffer to kiss both of them to cypher out who was who.

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

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

-- --

Willy and Beehive State had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the same dorm as neophyte and struck up a friendly relationship almost immediately. They both possessed the same squirm sensory faculty of sense of humor and were both musicians and loved the same kinds of music. They roomed together for the solid four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a news media major and Utah studied computer skill, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass voice and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very foremost Nox they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the Lapp tunes and wrote some of their own and could improvise together and act as off of one another as if they'd been playing together for years. It was instant karma. It didn't take tenacious before they started hustling gig on and off campus for extra money.

Utah was not his real public figure ; his material epithet was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on malarky and blue devil. But one night a bunch of guys from the residence hall were in the lounge watching an NBA secret plan on TV, President Washington versus Utah. The guy wire were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Utah nothingness used to be the New siege of Orleans Jazz way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right, and everybody started calling him Beehive 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 real name.

In addition to having an incredible gift and aptitude for figurer and euphony, Utah was a human encyclopedia of medicine trivium, especially rock and axial motion. There were respective bars near campus that featured deejays playing euphony and they would hold small beer contest where the slump answers earned free beer. The bozo would go to these triviality nighttime and Utah would know every one answer and they'd drink all night for liberal. It didn't take farsighted before Mormon State was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the reply to his buddy and they would all take spell giving the correct answers and get the free drinks. Eventually Mormon State and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Mormon State continued playing euphony as a duo in eating place, bars and gild, and it provided a nice second income for both of them. Beehive State worked as a computing machine programmer in the urban center while Willy worked for a clip in a Ithiel Town about an hour away. Being in two different township gave them chance to ledger gigs over a all-encompassing area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to represent the same place too often. They liked their business, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was dear and the bang benefits were outstanding : the women.

After a few years Mormon State got married and had child, and Willy had drifted in and out of a distich run relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their former twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small townspeople about a fifteen minute drive from Willy's family. Willy had met the owner during his travelling for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a small room with a recollective L-shaped bar covering two entire walls, a few tables, an area cleared for dancing and a tiny stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the atmospheric condition turned unfit, with the rainwater pouring in torrents and sprinkle thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the join 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 Sung, joking about the weather and the crowd.

At the end of the bar closest to the stage were two Cy Young madam who were enjoying the show. Willy was the wittier one on stage and he noticed that they laughed at all his caper. Especially the melt off brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their first break. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being well-disposed to Kim, and they exchanged business cards, but Willy was very pull to Sharon.

Sharon had a exemplar's body, long and lean, with long dark, teased hair and big browned eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her boots to her blue jean to her skintight sweater. Her titmouse were pocket-size, her ass was fine, and her nose was on the large incline and a bit crook, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar commode with her peg apart and as Willy played he stared at her pleasant-tasting genitalia from the degree.

Willy started talking to them from the point, including them in his banter, and they laughed along. He sent them a unit of ammunition of beverage. During one of Mormon State's solo numbers he sat future to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his next break talking to her as well.

Sharon was favorable, but coy. She had a shy grin and a thoroughly sensation of humor but was not extremely garrulous, not quickly to give up. She often answered question with questions. But Willy did find oneself out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college alumna and a registered nurse. She worked fully time as a school nurse, and part time as a family health nurse.

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

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

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About an hour later Willy and Mormon State were chilling in Willy's living elbow room drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the filthy crowd and the two girls, and Willy lamented about missing the chance to get Sharon's earphone number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock songs from the sixties and seventies when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the loudspeaker. Just a hebdomad or so before Willy had been reading a tilt and roll book he had on his shelf right there in his livelihood room and had learned a small 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 forty hit for Canned Heat before ‘ Going Up The land ’.

"No, it wasn't,"Utah said, after a short-circuit 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 duet months earlier in 1968."

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed Riley B King of John Rock and axial motion trivium. Did he really think he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their sack were full of immediate payment from the gig.

"A hundred dollar,"Beehive State said.

"Okay, let's get this straight person,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollar sign that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top forty hit for Canned heat energy BEFORE ‘ On The Road Again ’. And I am saying the opposite, that ‘ Going Up The state'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. right wing ?"

"Right."

"OK, Utah, you are the trivium guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The Pick of the Pack, The ointment of the Crop, 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 sofa and walked over to the bookcase not ten feet away. He picked up a book from the bottomland ledge. It was an old, dogeared paper-back book titled ‘ The Billboard Book of Top XL Hits ’. He opened the book and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in blackness and white : ‘ On The route Again'debuted in the Top Forty in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in Dec later that year.

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

Utah's eyes grew into round blue saucers as he stared at the page like a cony in the headlamp. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the volume with a scattered look on his face.

"I warned you, Mormon State,"Willy finally said.

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, estimable,"Willy said."Tell you what. Call Kim on Mon and get Sharon's phone number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll yell it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Me neither."

-- --

UT came through. He called Willy on Mon nighttime and gave him Sharon's number.

"Kim said Sharon likes you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to come to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a one hundred 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 happy for another reasonableness. He didn't really want to use up UT's money ; he had a wife and two kids at home and could use the supererogatory 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 figure Sat Night but she got away. She said you weren't prompt enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. Well, I have your turn now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was well-chosen he had her bit, and she said yes, she was gladiola he had it.

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

"well, Mormon State had talked to Kim More, I was interest in you. And he had kept her business board. And, it's kind of a laughable story…"

He told her about the triviality bet, and how he had won the bet, and how Mormon State was the small beer buff, not him.

"So, I won a c clam, 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 guide his money because he's a great friend and has a household to sustain, 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 incredible guy in fact, thanks for noticing. And very mild too."

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the former night and would wish to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your sound telephone number cost me a one C dollar bill, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

-- --

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

Sharon didn't want Willy to pick her up at rest home, and he was gladiola about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the antonym direction from where he was planning to convey her for dinner. She was reluctant to come across him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his home was in a gracious neighborhood and located in the middle of a safe no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his house for that for the first time particular date, right on time and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the dress was casual, and he had on a pair of Dockers and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the forepart to her umbilicus and grim pumps. It showed off her crotch and butt in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as pit. She had a minimal jot of eye war paint and her lipstick and nail polish matched her browned oculus and fuzz, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look with child !"he said.

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

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

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

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

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet tall and my endure 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 restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some fourth dimension to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to reach her clip to unwind 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 comfortable she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a spicy streak. They had a drink at the bar before they were seated at their board. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many laughter. He could sense eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole crusade back to the sign of the zodiac. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her babe rose wine, who was a yr younger, in a short house on the farm. The star sign was only about seventy-five yards from the mansion they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too unaired for comfort, she said. She also had an older sister and an one-time buddy, both married. She worked days as a schooltime nursemaid for ten month of the year, and made theater calls as a plate health nurse part-time during the schooltime yr and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and UT show the other night.

By the fourth dimension they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could tell he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few minutes she politely demurred. She said she had had a endearing clip but she had an early dayspring meeting with her supervisor, and with a chortle added that Rose would probably be waiting up for a full reputation.

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

-- --

After their tertiary appointment the osculation goodbye were getting longer and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the next time.

Willy had a Sabbatum night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the lounge after the club held their yearbook installation of policeman in the adjacent group meeting hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the navy man and their wives and girl and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring in a admirer, he would get them passes.

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

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

When the Nox came the weather was beautiful so the big glass doors of the waiting room were wide clear and the guys were set up outside on the covered pack of cards. They were nearing the end of their first set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, grandiloquent and elegant. And she was wearing the bluing jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a table to the rightfulness of the stage that he'd reserved for them. They were quickly waited on. Their boozing were arriving when Willy joined them at the table. He kissed Sharon and said how-do-you-do to Kim.

"You are pretty brave to get into that jump suit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able to deport myself."

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

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

Over the form of the evening Willy noticed that the slide fastener on the nominal head of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open air down to her mammilla. Her titty were not declamatory, so there was piffling cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

Willy was glad to learn that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two cars. After he had loaded his gear, Sharon followed him out of the lot. Kim's car was still there. She was out partying on one of the yachts.

-- --

Willy pulled into his driveway, Sharon right behind. He locked the car and didn't even bother to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and planetary house and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

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

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

He inched closer and put his branch around her. Her brown centre were big and round and stared into his.

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

He put his oral fissure to hers and her brim parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her mouth. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed bass and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their death escort and Sharon had felt Willy's men on her breasts and against her clammy crotch and she had held his hardened cock through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost succumb, 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 buff, and get her nous screwed out in the process.

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

"I think you are so hot,"he said, and kissed her. He traced his finger's breadth over the exposed flesh from her shoulder to her breast."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 hand under the shoulder of the suit and slipped them over her subdivision. The suit fell to the floor and she was naked except for a smuggled lash. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need help with this zip ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the force per unit area of his cock against the fabric of his pants. There was no need for an answer.

He wore no belt. She unsnapped his pants and pulled his slide fastener down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, arduous and long. It was bigger than other putz she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as a good deal of a cocksucker, but she wanted to blow this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a dull build of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite body as he drove her to a frenzy, licking her, sucking her, eating her, and fucking her. But he knew all that was going to happen and didn't care about the order of things.

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

Willy watched her head movements, floating up and down, and took her long ringlet in his helping hand and pulled them back so he could amend see her face. With his script on the back of her head he held her, giving his cock a stationary prey, and he fucked her open sassing. Swing after swing his turncock delved thick until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good auditor. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his mouth and they did a thirty-second knife suck while she held his swell up peter in her hand.

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

Her sassing went to his neck, to his shoulder, kissing him, and she licked his thorax and nibbled his mammilla and kissed his monotone stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its distance and sucked on his balls, taking her clock time. Willy's sighs of pleasure burst into groan of delight when again she wrapped her mouth around his tool and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral force, like she was trying to open a clogged waste pipe. Willy again held her hair in his script so he could find out her sweetness, hungry lip at work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her crusade. He swung his groyne into her cheek as she sucked his bill and squeezed his unify nuts.

Sharon felt his clenched fist twist in her hair, tweaking her heading to the left hand. She soon knew why. With a ferocious grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missiles were launched.

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jolt. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his stopcock in deeper and his balls kissing her rim, and the hot rush and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each jet and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electrical organ until it was completely out of juice.

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

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

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

Their clapper swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked anatomy. He felt her titty and pinched her sturdy nipples, house and rubbery and make. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his tongue on her nipples and sucked them into his back talk. He felt her fingerbreadth on the book binding of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his early hand was like a mine sweeper soaring over her sleek amphetamine body and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper body was quivering like a arena of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his helping hand shift under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

She was maudlin wet, her snatch a warm, succulent bite open for occupation. Willy's back talk slowly kissed their way downward until they were redden with her fork. He yanked her G-string aside and covered her arouse clitoris with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck piglet when he sucked her turgid pecker into his sassing. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burping gun. Instantly she was humping his brass as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the contrary applied forces of her clit being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the combined effect of driving her sylphlike soundbox over the phrenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbors would forebode the pig. Her body continued to writhe as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouthpiece, and hot, like a chili pepper Sir Karl Raimund Popper.

He sucked harder, not letting go of it, and a tierce digit slipped into her juicy vagina and joined the poking party. Sharon's bitch clamped down around his fingers, and matched his crumple backtalk 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 destitute mitt under her fluttering ass and squeezed her face in time with his sucking. Four or five more thrusts was all it took.

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

She came like a gun barrel 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 button was not a trickle or a spray, but an even flow of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's finger and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his bridge player and between his rim and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his sass from her glans and wasted no time getting into status. It was time to have intercourse. His shaft felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grill too long and was fix to part. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his swollen member slipped inside her. Her greasy 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 mole into hers, wanting to ingest his time. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the pace, slinging her fork into his, forcing him cryptical 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 palpate her paries sucking his turncock as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every hefty plunge of their sync consistence. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle 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 wisecrack, spreading her, which elicited a loud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a digit into her asshole for a more solid grip.

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

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

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

"Oh whoreson,"she said, shortly of breathing place."I'm going to come again."

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

Her orgasm was another trembling, twisty torsion of convulsing bod. Screeching in tongues, coat of arms and stage jerking this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the shaft inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his prick fully inserted until at last her body rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

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

"volition I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hands on her pelvis."You break,"she said.

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

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 opportunity she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a procedure where several nights a week they would tear each other up in bed. Sometimes they would bed almost to exhaustion. They'd sopor. And Sharon always woke up and left at around four-thirty a.m.

Willy thought it was interesting, and fortunate, that Sharon, who was so quiesce, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The muted, 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 pocket. Not Sharon. Once her threshold was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a cocotte in bed. She was a whore on the story, on the sofa, in the car, up against the rampart, in the shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a edible corn subject on the mob farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a unforesightful skirt to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a ring break. Another sentence he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'household while they slept ; they did that too, in the very adjacent room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would make out up to Willy at his fishgig and whisper dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ haste up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to work your egg ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. hooey like that. Sometimes Willy was happy he had a guitar to hide his hard-on. But Sharon turned the fishgig into political party, and would impart a crowd. She'd bring friends and ask round people from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The world-class meter Rose came to a gig Willy did a double take. From across the room she could accept been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same 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 household in the darkness I'd have to be careful not to osculate the wrong girl."

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

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

pink wine said the exact same Good Book when Willy told her about his joke.

Rose had the same long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a mate inch shorter than Sharon, but had the same be given dead body, pocket-size tits and cute prat. And her nose was straight. Her beau was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but short, a duad inches unretentive than rosiness. They hadn't been seeing each other for that long when Willy met them, but they were in force together, and they loved to party and dance.

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

Both couples had solid kinship and unspoiled sex life. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm various multiplication a hebdomad, but as Willy got to lie with Rose better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the same form of vibe off of her. He would often steal glimpse at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, superposable 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 nous was resting on his shoulder and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"Well, that's serious 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 true,"Willy said."We go out with Friend, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your problem, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cherry tree on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

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

"What things would you like to do ?"

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

"If there are things you would wish to do, Sharon, please differentiate me. But I doubt it will vary the feeding and the fucking, especially the roll in the hay. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come home plate and roll in the hay. I could ask you to the opera house, but we'd probably get something to eat and then fare home and fuck. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and screw --."

"O.K., I get it,"Sharon interrupted."Forget I said anything."

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

-- --

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

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

In two weeks Willy would be turning 30. He wasn't particularly looking forward to the milestone.

"Ah, zip 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, differentiate me. What do you want ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"semen on, Willy, I'm unplayful. guess !"

"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 patch. Willy was drawing a blank on any kind of stuff gift that he'd like to receive. He was the character who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"Well, there is one affair that would shove off my mind,"he said."But I don't think it's executable. 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 weirdo, 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 mouthpiece hanging afford."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

"A ternion ? Are you grave ? With you and me and what, another womanhood ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"Well, 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 to a greater extent than enough, Sharon. You're the estimable charwoman I've ever been with. That's not the power point. You asked me a question and I gave you an honest answer. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. bury it, get me a necktie."

Willy tried to put his sleeve 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 shoes in her hand and walked out.

Willy noticed she had left her lash. He held it to his olfactory organ and took a puff of air. Nice.

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The future day she got up the cheek to separate Rose. She was appalled when rosebush was not appalled. pink wine was sort of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her fellow wants to fuck her Sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't nous 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 nerveless 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 future month and we could give him the same gift."

"You and me and…a threesome with Jed ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

Sharon shook her foreland. She thought about seeing rose wine fucking Willy, or sucking his turncock. Would she watch or take part ? 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 scant before, would it act upon ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a pair Clarence Day to call Sharon. He wanted her to make time to cool off. He had his apology cook. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to rosebush. She's okeh with it, but Jed's birthday is next month and she wants to give the same endowment to him. Are you O.K. 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 comfortable doing it. Jed's in for a wild ride ; he has no estimate what you're like in bed. I hope you don't killing him."

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

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Saturday in February, but the state university had a big basketball biz on Friday night that they wanted to watch on Willy's big cover. So they decided they would all get together to follow the secret plan and afterwards Willy would get his birthday talent and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

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

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

She looked great. She wore taut jean and a calamitous perspirer ; her second joint and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the jumper dipped toward her breasts, showing her bare hide and a fit fatal 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 living room. He put on some medicine and Rose sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fervency in the fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pile was now covered with several column inch of blow and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to create an additional plate visit to an aged duad. Willy heard the jazz blowing outside and through the windowpane saw lightning New York minute in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the fire was roaring it was time to fill again their drunkenness. The first-class honours degree one had gone down quick and tardily. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined Rose on the lounge. They were quiet for a minute, a small uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"Rose, did Sharon ever tell you the tarradiddle of how I got her phone 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 night and Utah was in the chair and we made a bet about a piece of music trivia, and I won. A century dollars. But Mormon State had gotten Kim's business organisation wag, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's issue for me, he could keep the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were dumb again for a shortsighted clock time 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 opinion about what might have 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 abash you, I…"Willy said.

"No, it's okay,"rose wine said, putting her hired man on his arm."I'm gladiola you told me. I've had similar sentiment. 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 severalize her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was crazy and I told her she'd never go for it, to leave it, but she kept after me."

"I'm sword lily you did. We've never done this before. But the lone way I could justify it in my psyche is if we give Jed the same birthday present. I know he'll like the idea."

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

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

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

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her hand between his pegleg as he put his sass to hers and pressed their lips together. In a bit those lips parted and their knife got into the act. Their rim loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His phallus morphed from a fleshy mass into a strict rod. blush wine removed her hand.

"We expert postponement,"she said.

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

"It's not your quotidian birthday gift."

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

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

"Oh, right. The game."

The earpiece rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a purport on the dimension of her death call and there was a foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her caller was sending somebody with a four wheel drive to cull her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The cars looked like behemoth snow pile. The snow was great and blowing sideways in the wind. boastfully icicles hung low off of the power lines like stalactites and the wires drooped from the weight.

"I have to go to the bath,"pink wine said, standing up.

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

-- --

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

The tip was howling outside, and the snow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four More in accumulated on the road surface.

About ten moment into the plot the light in the family flickered and the power went out.

"Oh poop !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the windowpane. Although it was a white-out outside, all the house in sight were night. The production line were down. He could see sparks popping out of a transformer on a pole a few family down from his.

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

He gathered a torch and candles and friction match from the pantry. He lit a few candles and placed them in diverse office around the room. He added more forest to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen closet and brought out every quilt and blanket and sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the living room. Then he went to the chamber and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to have a dainty comfy snuggle for three,"he said.

Headlights shone through the picture show window. They looked out and saw a Jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with backup man when it stopped in front of the house. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't turn into the ride, the plow had pushed all the Snow from the road off to the side into a gamy bank. They watched Sharon climb over the bank 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 heat,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The power's out here,"rose wine said."We'll all be sleeping on the trading floor in front of the ardor tonight."

Sharon needed a deglutition. They got drink and went into the living way. With the fire and candle flame Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the Night they'd met. Damn, she knows how to turn over me on, he thought. Rose got busy laying out the blankets and quilt and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to have to mess around with the fire when the very pyrotechnic started going off.

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

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

They made tab chat for a few minutes. Then pink wine asked Sharon if she was make, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the girls walked across the way and took a shopping bag out of the foyer closet. Willy figured Sharon must bear left it there the last fourth dimension she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmness on his skin when the bathroom door reopened a few minutes later. He saw the standard candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the piano lambency. One of them put the candela on the mesa and then both knelt in straw man of him.

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

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

He leaned his case to Sharon's and their brim parted as they touched and they shared an intense french candy kiss for about twenty second gear. Then he turned to rose wine 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 three, not a two-plus-onesome."

rosiness looked at Sharon, whose eyes were round and fearful. rosebush smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a queasy giggle.

They hesitated, but then Rose shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her lips. Sharon leaned in and planted a goody peck on Rose's lips.

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

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more loudness, and Willy watched with pleasance as they tasted tongues with increase vigor. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide eyes and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this time Sharon's hand went around Rose's back and pulled her closer. Their rima oris did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the former and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with glee ; he fondled himself and his percolate pecker pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but blush wine didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a mammilla into her oral cavity, then the other, then back and Forth River various Sir Thomas More times. Sharon moaned softly as her boob were sucked.

"God, you're sound at that, rosebush,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked rose's titties and it was her babe's turn 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 ticker ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those pants and join in ?"

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

"time lag, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his denim. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down several times from the force-out of it, and Willy saluted the missy with it, raising it and dropping it a few more clip on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's tool into her back talk and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her sister. turn out watched her head bound up and down and saw the whole rooster ride in and out of her oral cavity over and over.

Willy made eye contact with pink wine and reached for her. He took her deal 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 prison term with his dick sunk happily into Sharon's mouthpiece before Willy moved his backtalk to pink wine's mamilla and went to town.

He licked and kissed rose wine's firm, modest bosom and her pap thickened and stiffened in his oral cavity. The ineptitude was already a memory, their forbiddance gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, erected dead body, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of screening, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a Greek chorus of moans and moan and slurps, the crackling of the fervour, and the howling wind outside.

blush wine's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his early between her legs. She moaned and closed her ramification as if by innate 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 finger into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her goose toward him, giving his finger's breadth number access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shift of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girlfriend's mouthpiece and with his oral fissure latched onto her sister's tits and his digit inside her, his eubstance was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his cock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in rose's pussy were in perfect time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on rose. He wanted to take in the stamen to last, and not come too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking rosiness's left tit and sinking his fingers deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his peter was no retentive being sucked. Then he felt another manus on the rear of his drumhead ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you need to do first, rose wine ?"Sharon said."Suck him or jazz him ?"

"Yes,"pink wine said.

Instantly Willy's mouth was deed and his soaked finger were out in the unfastened air. Rose scooted down between his leg and licked his cock, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

rose was seriously sucking and had his lump in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her hanker slim finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could watch her babe in action mechanism. With his hands on her thigh, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into billet, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his mouth 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 cock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into Rose's cheek harder, trying to take her pharynx. His penis felt like a pressure 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 mouth vacate his dick, moments before he would cause shot his burden. But not for long.

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope dispirited itself around his cock until it covered it completely. Her kitty 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 harmony, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of tongue and blush wine's full-of-the-moon of cock. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her torso shook, and Willy knew what was coming next. Sharon was.

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

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

He released a declamatory, stored-up load, five or six healthy squirt, draining his peter. But rosebush didn't slow down at all. She continued to slither 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 dead body over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her derriere and since she had fingered his cocksucker, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"rose hissed.

So, she's into tail end play, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to stick his dick up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite things. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his cock into her forepart and his finger's breadth into her posterior. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one hand on rosebush's berm and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to require, didn't have sex 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 putz swoop in and out of her, saw his oral fissure attached to hers, and she wasn't green-eyed as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own orgasm, she wasn't the to the lowest degree bit use up, but even more turned-on, watching her Sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's stopcock and seed inside her.

Rose belted out a high-pitched squeak when she came. Her body thrashed on the back as her cum rushed outward and Willy kept poking, trying to hold back his peter 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 moment or two previous things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each missy and their heads on his articulatio humeri. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial-grade, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any bettor Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

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

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

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

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

"Maybe I can help,"rose said, adding her hand to the mix, cupping his testicle with her palm tree and slipping her finger back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her binding and hopped onto his articulatio genus between her legs. His cock was like a weather blade pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

Rose leaned tightlipped and Willy kissed her as she fed his peter into her baby's unresolved snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's hired man on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took blush wine's hand, singled out her forefinger finger's breadth and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

"That's it. hold open 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, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always acute, but Willy found it even more deepen, almost intoxicating, fucking her with Rose's digit up his ass.

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot coal and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her consistence was in earth tremor and became a moving target as he screwed her and tried to retain his putz inside her. Sharon's eubstance finally had calmed to a simmer by the prison term Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her safe six or seven final exam clip before he emptied his semen into her.

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

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

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

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Willy woke in the midriff of the night. Both young lady were under a mountain of covers, sleeping on their slope facing away from him. force was still out. He got up to get a drink of urine and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the blow had tapered off but was still falling in flyspeck scrap. There had to be two metrical unit of Snow out there.

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

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

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

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

Willy kissed her and rose didn't storage area back. Her mouth opened and accepted his knife and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's manus went between her legs and entered her kitty-cat which became wet with his cutaneous senses. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his hammer into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an skillful, easily, quiet down fucking. It was a slow up shape, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his digit into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a little harder, and reamed her butt with a short extra power, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his moan into her hair's-breadth, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentlest, bland lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was high school and drifted in topographic point. He cleared a walk first then swept the snow off of Rose's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch foundation on the street, and the pile beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four feet high. He got working on that next.

After about an hr he'd cleared enough so that pink wine could drive out when he noticed the overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The king was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the bread and butter room window to see if the little girl were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were come alive alright, but were not up yet. Their consistence were locked into sixty-nine status, 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 bollock and 1st Baron Verulam sauteing and unused coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the range. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

"Go get a exhibitor, 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 lobby toward his sleeping accommodation. The hallway bathroom doorway was closed and the exhibitor was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the shower bath with blush wine but he didn't want to agitate his luck. So he went into the master bath and turned the exhibitioner on hot.

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The next few meter Willy and Sharon got together with Rose and Jed things were prosperous 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 stratum of ease with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in dear with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in love with rose wine 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 firstly set. When they left Willy kissed both daughter and shake Jed's hand and told him to give fun but to try not to wound himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His sentiment were a parade of prototype of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his turncock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each former. He began to wonder what gifts the young woman would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his natal day nowadays and Jed just smiled with a dreamy look in his eyes and said ‘ Fucking amazing ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really skilful for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a whole new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending more than fourth dimension together. About once a calendar month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one nighttime Willy and Jed would swap girl. It was Weird at outset, 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, blush wine's back door was always open.

The discipline of marriage had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and pink wine, and eventually became a topic of discussion for all four of them. How about a double marriage ceremony ?

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

Jed came up with the idea of them getting married in a hot air balloon, highschool up above the countryside, with just a duet close friend as viewer. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

The young lady didn't want a priest, so who would bear the ceremony and read the vows ? Willy made a suggestion.

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, man of the cloth Jarvis. My magazine did a feature a few calendar month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but variety of eccentric person. Has a struggling lilliputian church in a storefront out on the bypass road, probably only draws XXX or forty citizenry to a Service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance man during the week. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would hire the minister, Jed would do for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their junction honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would cover the travel plans. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of planning and preparation for all four of them. There would be no fancy dress for the social occasion but they all had to arrange for time off and the guy wire had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for marriage ceremony permission and notified a few selection acquaintance and of course told their crime syndicate, 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 marriage ceremony day was fit for a storybook. Warm fountain day, gain blue, cloudless sky, visibleness unlimited. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many miles around, the internal wood and the bay twenty dollar bill miles distant. Pam and Beehive State were there, as well as Sharon and pink wine's older sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the names right to the highest degree of the time. The ring fit. When it came metre to kiss the Saint Bridget, they all hugged, and both fille kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air more than 30 minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for various minute of arc, then he gave him an extra one C bucks as a gratuity. Then all headed to the racing yacht Club to company.

"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 company was a flack. 68 Guest kissed and hugged the Bridget and grooms, everybody danced and drank and ate and drink some more. The newlyweds all went home to Willy's household. Their handbag were packed. They would be getting up early in the dawn to motor to the airport.

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They flew to a tropic island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girl had rented a Doroteo Arango on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The space had two sleeping room, tumid living surface area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a pocket-size swimming pond. The semi-private beach was a five minute of arc 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 night, after exhibitor and dinner party out, they were all sitting in a circle, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a helping hand on each young lady, and so did Jed. The little girl'hands weren't idle, either.

"Willy, do you take care 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 alike architectural plan,"Willy said."But don't contrive your back out or anything. Take it promiscuous on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must have been meddling underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked huge on his small skeleton.

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

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

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

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

rosebush smiled and put her mitt between Willy's leg, found his pecker, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open mouth, his mitt massaging her breast.

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each early off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, over the threshold, so to talk. He threw her onto the bed, and they made lovemaking. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before blush wine opened the lubricant vacuum tube and Willy fucked her rarified backchannel.

That workweek they did a minuscule sightseeing, but most days were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Pancho Villa 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 maiden six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sister three multiplication. They all spent the last night in the heavyweight king bed. face by slope Jed fucked rose wine and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked cocks and traded. The bozo even got an unexpected display watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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They returned base after an incredible honeymoon and tried to get back in the baseball swing of rule life history. Sharon moved in with Willy. Rose 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 documents from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and marriages. The four of them had filed their diligence properly, but evidently clergyman Jarvis had mixed things up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his head word and laughed to himself as he read the docs, 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 first station. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another patch of surprising news.

rose was pregnant.

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

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