FARMER'S DAUGHTERS

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

Willy had just made a joke, saying that Sharon and her Sister Rose looked so much alike, if he were to occur over to their mansion in the iniquity he would have to snog both of them to figure out who was who.

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

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

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Willy and Utah had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Saame dorm as fledgling and struck up a friendly relationship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sensory faculty of humor and were both instrumentalist and loved the Same kinds of music. They roomed together for the whole four days and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a news media John R. Major and Utah studied calculator science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and UT played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very world-class Nox they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same tunes and wrote some of their own and could improvise together and play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for year. It was instant karma. It didn't take yearn before they started hustling gigs on and off campus for extra money.

Utah was not his real number public figure ; his genuine name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New siege of Orleans, and grew up on jazz and blue. But one Night a lot of guys from the dorm were in the lounge watching an NBA biz on TV, Washington versus Beehive State. The hombre were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New siege of Orleans, and didn't the Mormon State malarkey used to be the New Orleans idle words way back when before they moved to Beehive State ? Everybody roared, yep, that's rightfield, and everybody started calling him Mormon State after that, and the byname had stuck. For the adjacent four twelvemonth he was introduced as Utah and many people he knew never even learned his genuine name.

In accession to having an incredible gift and aptitude for computing machine and euphony, Utah was a human encyclopedia of music trivia, especially rock 'n' roll and roller. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing euphony and they would book trivia contests where the even out solvent earned unloosen beer. The guys would go to these trivia nighttime and Utah would sleep together every single solvent and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take recollective before Beehive State was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the resolution to his chum and they would all take turns giving the correct solution and get the complimentary drinks. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Beehive State continued playing music as a duo in restaurants, legal community and clubs, and it provided a nice second income for both of them. Utah worked as a computing device programmer in the metropolis while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an hour away. Being in two different Town gave them opportunities to record book gigs over a wide of the mark 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 eventide and weekends even better. The money was sound and the fringe welfare were slap-up : the women.

After a few yr Utah got marry and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple poke out relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a pocket-size town about a xv minute of arc driveway from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his traveling for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a minor elbow room with a long L-shaped bar covering two entire walls, a few board, an area cleared for saltation and a petite leg 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 rainfall pouring in pelter and scattered smack and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Beehive State played as they usually did and made wise cracks in between songs, joking about the weather and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their offset prison-breaking. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Mormon State was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged business notice, but Willy was very pull to Sharon.

Sharon had a exemplar's trunk, long and run, with foresighted wickedness, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in bootleg, from her kick to her blue jean to her skin-tight sweater. Her tits were modest, her ass was fine, and her olfactory organ was on the large English and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more occupy. She sat on the bar ordure with her pegleg apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious genitals from the stage.

Willy started talking to them from the stage, including them in his give-and-take, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of potable. 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 next breach talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good mother wit of humor but was not extremely talkative, not quick to spread out up. She often answered doubt with interrogative. 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 fully time as a shoal nanny, and part time as a home base wellness nurse.

Sometime during their lowest set the rain had stopped. Willy had gone to the convenience and then to the berth to babble out to the owner. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

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

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About an minute later Willy and Beehive State were chilling in Willy's living room drinking beer and listening to euphony. They talked about the gig, the stinky crowd and the two miss, and Willy lamented about missing the chance to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of Hellenic blues-rock birdsong from the LX and LXX when ‘ On The route Again'by Canned Heat came out of the speakers. Just a calendar week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and roll book he had on his ledge right there in his living elbow room and had learned a small fact of triviality 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 res publica ’.

"No, it wasn't,"UT said, after a shortstop full stop of thought.

"Yes, it was,"Willy said, correcting him."‘ Going Up The area'was the fully grown hit of the two, but ‘ On The route Again'actually came out a brace calendar month earlier in 1968."

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Mormon State was the unquestioned king of rock and roller trivia. Did he really believe he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pouch were fully of cash from the gig.

"A hundred dollar mark,"Utah said.

"O.K., let's get this heterosexual,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollars that ‘ Going Up The land'was a a top forty hit for Canned Heat BEFORE ‘ On The Road Again ’. And I am saying the opposite, that ‘ Going Up The country'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The road Again ’. right wing ?"

"Right."

"Okay, Utah, you are the small beer guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The Pick of the gang, The Cream of the harvest, The Swami, The big businessman. 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 script from the undersurface shelf. It was an old, dogeared soft-cover titled ‘ The Billboard Book of Top 40 Hits ’. He opened the Good Book and found what he was looking for on Sir Frederick Handley Page 72. There it was in black and albumen : ‘ On The route Again'debuted in the Top Forty in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The area'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 rabbit in the headlight. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the Good Book with a confused look on his face.

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

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

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

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

"Hey, Mormon State, let me ask you a question. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her line of work carte, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, good,"Willy said."Tell you what. shout Kim on Mon and get Sharon's earpiece identification number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll phone call it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

"Okay, it's a hatful. But what if she won't kick in it to me ?"

"Then at to the lowest degree get her last public figure so I can wait her up. Turn on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

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

"Kim said Sharon like you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to come to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a c Pearl Buck !"

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's issue, but he was also gladiola for another understanding. He didn't really want to read Utah's money ; he had a wife and two kidskin at base and could use the extra dough.

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Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was house. 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 look his call. He said he wanted to ask for her number Saturday night but she got away. She said you weren't warm enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. well, I have your routine now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was happy he had her bit, and she said yes, she was gladiolus he had it.

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

"Well, UT had talked to Kim to a greater extent, I was concern in you. And he had kept her line of work add-in. And, it's kind of a funny story…"

He told her about the trivia bet, and how he had won the bet, and how Beehive State was the triviality buffer, not him.

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

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

"Yes, it was, I'm a thoughtful guy, an incredible guy in fact, thanks for noticing. And very pocket-sized 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 phone number cost me a century Pearl Sydenstricker Buck, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

She said yes. They talked for nearly an 60 minutes and made plan to go to dinner Thursday night.

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Sharon lived on the family farm in a two bedroom bungalow she shared with her Sister Rose. It used to house farm workers but the babe had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to pick her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite direction from where he was planning to engage her for dinner party. She was reluctant to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his house was in a nice neighborhood and located in the midsection of a condom no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his sign for that first date, right on time and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the frock was fooling, and he had on a distich of docker and a photographic print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jump suit with a zipper down the front line to her navel and spicy pumps. It showed off her crotch and butt in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as underworld. She had a minimal touch of eye makeup and her lipstick and nail Polish matched her Brown eye and hair's-breadth, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look great !"he said.

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

He also realized for the first time how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a toilet 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 grandiloquent for you ?"

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet improbable and my end lady friend was five-three. I'm tired of dating midgets."

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a half-hour effort to the eating house. Willy had planned it that way so they would take in some time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her prison term to slacken and get well-to-do so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

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

Sharon talked almost the whole drive back to the sign. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sis pink wine, who was a year younger, in a little house on the farm. The planetary house was only about seventy-five yards from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own piazza. Too closing curtain for comfort, she said. She also had an older babe and an sr. comrade, both married. She worked days as a school nursemaid for ten month of the year, and made planetary house calls as a home wellness nurse part-time during the school year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the former night.

By the sentence they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to get laid him, and she could state he wanted to bang her, but when he asked if she wanted to get inside for a few minute of arc she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely time but she had an early morning meeting with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that blush wine would probably be waiting up for a full moon written report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way enticement wouldn't get the effective of him and he wouldn't boo-boo into a mistake of too lots too soon and possibly ruining things. So they said goodnight with their lips and tongues. They made design for a second escort and Willy's putz felt like a fence post when he walked into his house.

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After their tierce date the kisses goodbye were getting longer and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the side by side time.

Willy had a Saturday nighttime gig scheduled at a nearby yacht social club. They would be playing in the sofa after the lodge held their one-year installation of officers in the contiguous meeting foyer. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wives and girlfriends and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring in a friend, he would get them passes.

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

"seed as you are. You always look fabulous. But you in effect not wear that blue jumpsuit. I may not be able to assure myself. I might cause to unzip the shucks thing."

When the night came the weather condition was beautiful so the big glass doorway of the couch were wide open and the guys were set up outside on the covered deck. They were nearing the end of their first gear set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, improbable and graceful. And she was wearing the wild blue yonder jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a board to the rightfield of the stage 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 that jump suit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able to behave myself."

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

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

Over the course of the eventide Willy noticed that the zipper on the forepart of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was clear down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was little segmentation. There was also no bra.

"Want to come over to my sign of the zodiac after the gig ?"Willy asked her.

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

Willy was glad to learn that Kim and Sharon had planned ahead and brought two 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.

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Willy pulled into his driveway, Sharon right stern. He locked the car and didn't even bother to take out his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the service department and sign and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

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

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

He inched closer and put his arms around her. Her brownish eyes were big and round and stared into his.

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

He put his oral cavity to hers and her backtalk parted instantly, welcoming his clapper into her sass. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and severe. They had made out heavily at the end of their last day of the month and Sharon had felt Willy's manus on her breasts and against her dank private parts and she had held his inure cock through the cotton wool 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 night, it was metre to get horizontal with her new buff, and get her psyche screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining way and down the hall and into his bedchamber. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest setting and turned to front her. He ran his fingers gently through her haircloth and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

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

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her bellybutton. He slid his paw under the shoulders of the suit of clothes and slipped them over her arms. The courting fell to the floor and she was naked except for a black G-string. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need help with this zip ?"Sharon said, putting her hired hand down there, feeling the insistence of his peter against the material of his pants. There was no need for an answer.

He wore no smash. She unsnapped his pant and pulled his zip fastener down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His cock sprung up, hard and retentive. It was bigger than other cock she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as lots of a asshole, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a slow shape of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite 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 hap and didn't upkeep about the order of things.

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

Willy watched her pass movements, floating up and down, and took her long locks in his hired hand and pulled them back so he could better see her fount. With his hands on the backbone of her chief he held her, giving his cock a stationary target, and he fucked her open sassing. Swing after swing his dick delved deeper until pretty near the whole damn affair was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good attender. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his oral cavity and they did a thirty-second part clapper suction while she held his swollen turncock in her hired man.

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

Her lip went to his neck, to his shoulder joint, kissing him, and she licked his chest of drawers and nibbled his nipples and kissed his flat tum. His cock 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 pleasure flare-up into groans of delight when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral force, like she was trying to afford a choked drain. Willy again held her fuzz in his hand so he could watch her sweet, hungry back talk at work. He was softly moaning and his consistence was shifting with each of her bm. He swung his groin into her face as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his fist whirl in her tomentum, tweaking her pass to the left field. She soon knew why. With a rough grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his projectile were launched.

He came in a muscle spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one net jerking. It was a cram head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his balls kissing her back talk, and the hot flush and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his galvanising 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 right in me,"Willy said, and pulled her psyche toward his and buried his lingua into her mouth.

Their knife swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked shape. He felt her breasts and pinched her unfearing nipples, firm and rubbery and make. He kissed her neck and sucked on her ear lobe. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his tongue on her tit and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her digit on the back of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his former hand was like a mine sweeper gliding over her silky upper berth trunk and working its way Dixieland. Sharon was breathing heavily and her speed body was quivering like a sports stadium of hot pud as he chewed on her swelled pap, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand pillowcase under her G-string and two of his fingers entered her.

She was kitschy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel capable for business. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were flower with her genital organ. He yanked her thong aside and covered her aroused clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck shoat when he sucked her puffy instrument 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 plunge, the adverse go for forces of her button being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the combined effect of driving her sylphlike soundbox over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the window were closed so none of the neighbors would call the cops. Her body continued to wriggle as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his back talk, and hot, like a cayenne pepper Sir Karl Raimund Popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to come up big !"

Willy slipped his free bridge player under her fluttering ass and squeezed her cheek in metre with his sucking. Four or five more knife thrust was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her trunk twisted and her ass bucked and her long wooden leg swiveled around Willy's foreland which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her release was not a dribble or a spray, but an even current of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's fingers and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hired 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 meter getting into spatial relation. It was time to fuck. 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 tumefy fellow 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 breakwater into hers, wanting to take his time. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the tread, slinging her genital organ into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could experience her paries sucking his cock as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every right plunge of their synced bodies. Willy felt like a rodeo passenger without a burden horn to fall onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a fuddled ass and there wasn't a lot of liberal flesh hanging around, so he dug his digit deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a aloud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a fingerbreadth into her asshole for a more square grip.

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

Willy covered her rima oris with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her auricle and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his soundbox into hers and worked his stopcock and fingerbreadth into her inscrutable points.

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

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

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

Her orgasm was another vibration, voluminous contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in glossa, weapons system and peg 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 kept his dick fully inserted until at close her trunk rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's zilch wrong. In fact, everything is peachy. But if my car isn't in front man of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will worry that something happened to me. I don't want to concern them."She kissed him."lowest Nox was wonderful."

"volition I see you again ?"

Sharon put her mitt on her rose hip."You beneficial,"she said.

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

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

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where various nights a week they would pull each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to enervation. They'd quietus. 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 beast. The quiet, shy ones were the spicy and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular girls he'd known often played plot and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the chemise. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a sporting lady on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the rain shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a edible corn field on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a inadequate skirt to one of his fishgig and fucked him leaning up against the car during a set break. Another time he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'theatre while they slept ; they did that too, in the very future room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would total up to Willy at his lance and susurration dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ hastiness up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to get in my sassing ’, ‘ I want to clobber your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your font ’. stuff and nonsense like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to hide his erection. But Sharon turned the gigs into parties, and would add a crowd. She'd bring friends and invite hoi polloi from her workplaces. And her sister Rose.

The inaugural time rose wine came to a gig Willy did a double take. From across the room she could have been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same devoid farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, Rose looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that Night."If I came over to your house in the darkness I'd have to be careful not to snog the faulty 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 precise same words when Willy told her about his joke.

blush wine had the same tenacious brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a span column inch shorter than Sharon, but had the Lapp tilt eubstance, modest bosom and cute can. And her nose was straight. Her fellow was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but suddenly, a couple inches shorter than rosebush. They hadn't been seeing each early for that hanker when Willy met them, but they were in effect together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and blush wine were already fill up, but became even closer when their young man hit it off. Over the future few calendar month Sharon and Willy and Rose and Jed, aside from being at the spear, would socialise often, going to parties or dancing or just hanging out. The interpersonal chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and well-fixed all around.

Both couples had unanimous relationships and good sex life sentence. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several prison term a week, but as Willy got to know pink wine better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, selfsame response 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 drumhead was resting on his shoulder and his arm was around her.

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

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

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

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

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

"What things would you like to do ?"

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

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"semen on, Willy, I'm grievous. Think !"

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

They continued talking about it for a while. Willy was drawing a lacuna 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 thing that would blow my judgement,"he said."But I don't think it's practicable. And I don't think you'd go for it."

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

"Aw, draw a blank it, it's crazy, never mind."

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

Willy took a deep breathing place."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 rima oris hanging unresolved."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

"A threesome ? Are you serious ? With you and me and what, another womanhood ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"wellspring, you asked me."

"We don't share our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're Thomas More than enough, Sharon. You're the best womanhood I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a motion and I gave you an reliable answer. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. Forget it, get me a necktie."

Willy tried to put his coat of 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 sleep together my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her shoes in her mitt and walked out.

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The next day she got up the brass to severalize Rose. She was appalled when Rose was not appalled. Rose was variety of flattered. Sharon was confused : commencement she finds out her boyfriend wants to have sex her sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't mind it either.

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

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

"You're serious !"

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

"You and me and…a trine with Jed ?"

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

"Really ?"

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

Sharon shook her head. She thought about seeing pink wine fucking Willy, or sucking his shaft. Would she follow or participate ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would Rose like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty unawares, she'd never been with a guy that short before, would it work on ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a pair days to call Sharon. He wanted her to receive sentence to cool off. He had his apology ready. But he didn't need it.

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

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

"I spoke to pink wine. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is succeeding calendar month and she wants to give the same gift to him. Are you very well with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

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

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweet things.

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Saturday in February, but the state university had a big hoops game on Friday night that they wanted to determine on Willy's big blind. So they decided they would all get together to watch the game and afterwards Willy would get his birthday endowment and by midnight he'd be in 7th heaven.

Willy came nursing home from employment that day loaded with beer, wine and a tray of deli sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the teenager and it had started snowing in the late afternoon. rose wine and Sharon would be coming to his home separately. Sharon had a home health visit to make somewhere way out in God's country after she got off from her day job.

The snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The weather forecast was calling for a major winter storm. prove arrived at a slight after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a powerful gust of frigid air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed snow off the shoulder joint of her coat and helped her out of it and fall it in the closet.

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

Willy poured Rose a glass of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the living room. He put on some music and Rose sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fire in the fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning time and he was glad he did ; the chain reactor was now covered with various inches of snow and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an additional household sojourn to an aged couplet. Willy heard the winding blowing outside and through the window saw lightning flash in the aloofness. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow violent storm before.

Once the fervidness was roaring it was time to fill again their drinks. The commencement I had gone down quick and sluttish. Willy retrieved the drinking and joined Rose on the lounge. They were placidity for a minute, a little jumpy. He thought back to the nighttime he'd made his bet with Utah.

"pink wine, did Sharon ever tell you the tale of how I got her phone identification 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 professorship and we made a bet about a spell of music trivia, and I won. A hundred dollars. But Mormon State had gotten Kim's patronage card, so I told him if he'd outcry Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could restrain the money."

"Wow, really ?"Rose said."A hundred clam. You must stimulate really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were mum again for a short time as the medicine 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."

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

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

"No, it's OK,"rosebush said, putting her script on his arm."I'm glad 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 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 disturbed and I told her she'd never go for it, to bury it, but she kept after me."

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

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

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

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

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her mitt between his legs as he put his sassing to hers and pressed their back talk together. In a moment those lips parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His penis morphed from a heavy pile into a rigid rod. rose removed her hand.

"We better wait,"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 workaday natal day gift."

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

rosebush laughed."What about the basketball game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a impulsion on the dimension of her finis birdcall and there was a foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her society was sending somebody with a four wheel drive to pick her up and force back her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The cars looked like colossus snow mint. The snow was heavy and blowing sideways in the tip. Large icicles hung low off of the power bloodline like stalactites and the wire drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the crease splitting the seat of her dungaree as she left the room. He shook his question in appreciation and imagined pulling off her knickers and licking it.

-- --

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

The wind was howling outside, and the Baron Snow of Leicester was piling up. The plow had come through the neck of the woods once already, but there was already three or four more than inches accumulated on the road surface.

About ten moment into the secret plan the lights in the house flickered and the magnate went out.

"Oh damn !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a whiteout outside, all the houses in plenty were shadow. The line of business were down. He could see twinkle popping out of a transformer on a pole a few houses down from his.

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

He gathered a torch and candle and matches 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 house has galvanizing estrus. It's going to get moth-eaten tonight. I think we'll all be sleeping here by the fire,"Willy said.

He went to the linen closet and brought out every comforter and cover and sheet and teething ring he had and brought them into the living room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to take in a Nice comfy nest for three,"he said.

Headlights shone through the characterization window. They looked out and saw a Jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in front end of the business firm. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't number into the private road, the plough had pushed all the snow from the road off to the side into a senior high school depository financial institution. They watched Sharon climb over the money box 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 OK,"Willy said and he kissed and hugged her.

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

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

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

Sharon needed a beverage. They got drinks and went into the living room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in blacken, just like the dark they'd met. Damn, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. rosebush got interfering laying out the blanket and quilts and pillows in straw man of the hearth while Willy stoked the flak and added another log. He didn't want to make to mess around with the fire when the real fireworks started going off.

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

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

They made chit confabulation for a few moment. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the girls walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the foyer W.C.. Willy work out Sharon must have left it there the last time 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 fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his skin when the bathroom door reopened a few hour later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the little girl led by the soft gleaming. One of them put the standard candle on the table and then both knelt in front of him.

If he didn't know better, he could have sworn he was seeing doubly. rose wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, black lace neglige and dim necklaces.

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

He leaned his human face to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an vivid Gallic kiss for about twenty secondment. Then he turned to Rose and they did the same matter. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the young woman replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

"kiss ! This is a trinity, not a two-plus-onesome."

rose looked at Sharon, whose oculus were round and fearful. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a nervous 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 dainty raft on pink wine's lips.

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

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouthpiece opened and they kissed with more chroma, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongues with increased vigor. After maybe 20 seconds their fountainhead separated and they looked at each other with wide eyes and embarrassed smiles.

"That was so fucking 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 mouths did not pause, each willingly accepted the former and their tongues spiraled inside. Willy again watched with gloating ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the front of his jeans.

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

pink wine and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed Rose's diaphanous wrapper and then Rose returned the motion. Then they were both raw except for pitch-dark necklaces and matching black thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."candy kiss pink wine's teat, Sharon. sucking them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but rose wine didn't. She bent her caput down and took Sharon's breasts in her hired hand and sucked a mammilla into her mouth, then the former, then back and Forth several Sir Thomas More clip. Sharon moaned softly as her titmouse were sucked.

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

"Are you going to sit there all Nox and ticker ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those knickers and sum in ?"

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

"postponement, lie back,"Sharon said.

Willy did so. He got well-situated and put a pillow under his capitulum. Sharon scooted up and opened and unzipped his pants.

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his blue jean. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged pecker bounced up and down several sentence from the force of it, and Willy saluted the girls with it, raising it and dropping it a few more time on his own.

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

"Ooh Yes, very nice."pink wine said."display me what he likes."

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's cock into her mouth and started sucking like a sharp-set calf, showing off a bit for her sister. turn out watched her principal bouncing up and down and saw the whole dick ride in and out of her rima oris 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 glossa into her sass, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the sofa. They kissed for some time with his pecker sunk happily into Sharon's mouthpiece before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's tits and went to town.

He licked and kissed rose's business firm, modest breasts and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his mouthpiece. The cumbersomeness was already a memory, their inhibitions gone. It was as if they were in a motion-picture show acting out an unwritten ***********, a trey of connected, erected eubstance, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moans and moan and slurps, the crackling of the fire, and the howling wind outside.

Rose's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her finisher, and with one hired man behind her back, he slipped his other between her legs. She moaned and closed her ramification as if by reflex action, but he dug his hand deeper into her crotch and it found its way under her G-string. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two finger's breadth into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her goofball toward him, giving his finger's breadth summate access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his lip latched onto her baby's bosom and his fingers inside her, his body was a wiggly masses, but soon the nooky 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 rosiness. He wanted to sustain the stamina to finis, and not come too soon, but it felt so have it away good.

He was greedily sucking Rose's left tit and sinking his fingers deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his putz was no longer being sucked. Then he felt another hired man on the book binding of his head ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you want to do first, Rose ?"Sharon said."suction him or get laid him ?"

"Yes,"blush wine said.

Instantly Willy's mouth was titless and his soaked finger were out in the overt air. develop scooted down between his legs 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 script. Willy grunted when he felt her long svelte finger's breadth wiggle its way into his mother fucker. Sharon straddled his chief, facing away so she could follow her baby in action. With his hands on her second joint, he sidled his mouth and her pussy into attitude, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his backtalk joined her pickled gash.

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

Sharon's pussy succus seeped into his mouth and over his brass as Willy licked her clitoris and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt blush wine's mouth abandon his putz, moments before he would take shot his incumbrance. But not for long.

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

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

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

Willy was about to explode too. He bucked and slung his stopcock upward into Rose's slit and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his oral cavity and grimace, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to number inside her sister.

He released a tumid, stored-up load, five or six healthy jet, draining his rooster. But Rose didn't slow down at all. She continued to slip up and down on his spent, erected bone, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her pussycat off of Willy's facial expression and he immediately reached for rosebush and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her dead body over so that he was on top. He put his paw on her buttocks and since she had fingered his bastard, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"rosebush hissed.

So, she's into butt play, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to stick his gumshoe up a miss's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favourite thing. But rosebush seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his rooster into her front and his finger into her rear end. He kissed her lip as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side of meat with one hand on rose wine's shoulder and the former on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't bang 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 turncock coast in and out of her, saw his mouth attached to hers, and she wasn't envious as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own coming, she wasn't the least bit eat up, but even more than turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own climax, with Willy's cock and seed inside her.

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

"Oh my God, blush wine,"Sharon exclaimed."That was hot."

A hour or two later things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their heads on his shoulder joint. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial, ‘ 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 for certain how I'd feeling when I saw the two of you together, but wow, what a turn-on !"

"I'd like to see you two do it,"Rose 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,"Rose said, adding her mitt to the mix, cupping his screwball with her medallion and slipping her finger back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his knees between her pegleg. His peter was like a weather condition wind vane pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

Rose leaned close and Willy kissed her as she fed his tool into her sister's open snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took blush wine's hand, singled out her index finger 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. keep back 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 utmost piece of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full showing, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always intense, but Willy found it even more rise, almost intoxicating, fucking her with rose's finger up his ass.

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot coal and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her body was in tremors and became a moving objective as he screwed her and tried to keep his rooster inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boiling point and he slammed her dear six or seven final examination times before he emptied his semen into her.

Willy pulled himself off and collapsed beside Sharon and felt a abrupt saccade up his ass as he did so. rose wine's finger was still up there.

"Oh, sorry,"he said."God, that was good. I hope you girls don't sacrifice me a heart 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 night. Both girls were under a passel of covers, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a drunkenness of water system and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The farting had abated and the blow had tapered off but was still falling in flyspeck flakes. There had to be two groundwork of snow out there.

The flak 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 deeply sleep.

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

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

Willy kissed her and Rose didn't postponement back. Her mouth opened and accepted his tongue and they were kissing passionately in an New York minute. Willy's hand went between her ramification and entered her pussy which became wet with his touch. He gently bit her tit and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her script. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an nice, comfortable, quiet fuck. It was a slow figure, gradually increasing their matched rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a little harder, and reamed her goat with a little spare force, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her joy and Willy stifled his groan into her hair, 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 flack was near, the fille 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-pitched and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then swing the snow off of rose wine's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch substructure on the street, and the atomic reactor beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four foot heights. He got working on that next.

After about an hr he'd cleared enough so that Rose could drive out when he noticed the operating expense brightness level on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living way 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 body were locked into sixty-nine billet, both muff-diving.

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

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Done shoveling, Willy entered his kitchen from the breezeway and smelled eggs and bacon frying and fresh coffee bean 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 yearn, flat box.

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

"I'll say. terminal 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 shower, birthday Boy. Breakfast will be set 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 dormitory toward his chamber. The hallway bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to push his luck. So he went into the overlord bathing tub and turned the shower on hot.

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The side by side few times Willy and Sharon got together with pink wine and Jed things were well-situated all around. Rose would greet him with a kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot more than touching going on. There was a new level of simpleness with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in erotic love with Rose too. Could he really have intercourse both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both girl and shook Jed's hand and told him to have fun but to try not to bruise himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His opinion were a parade of images of Sharon and pink wine kissing Jed and sucking his cock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each former. He began to question what gifts the fille would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday deliver and Jed just smiled with a dreamy face in his optic and said ‘ shtup awe-inspiring ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really in effect for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a completely new storey of liaison after that, and they all began spending Sir Thomas More time together. About once a calendar month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would swap girlfriends. It was Wyrd at foremost, Willy going to bed with Rose while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the next elbow room, but it happened and was accepted and after a piece, expected. And yes, rose's backdoor was always open.

The subject of marriage had come up many prison term between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rosiness, and eventually became a topic of discussion for all four of them. How about a double wedding ?

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

Jed came up with the idea of them getting married in a hot air balloon, senior high school up above the countryside, with just a couple close ally as witnesses. Then they could honeymoon together. They all loved the idea.

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My powder store did a lineament a few calendar month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling minuscule church in a shopfront out on the bypass road, probably only draws thirty or 40 people to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance man during the week. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would hire the minister, Jed would order for the balloon. They chose a Sabbatum about a month away and decided where they would go for their articulatio honeymoon, and blush wine and Sharon would care the travel plan. The guy wire would pay for it all, of course.

The next few calendar week were a whirlwind of provision and preparation for all four of them. There would be no visualize dress for the occasion but they all had to arrange for time off and the guys had to buy tintinnabulation ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for matrimony permit and notified a few option friends and of track told their families, even though there wasn't way on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The marriage ceremony day was fit for a storybook. lovesome leaping day, clear blue, cloudless sky, visibility unlimited. At about 2000 metrical foot altitude they could see for many miles around, the national forest and the bay XX miles distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and blush wine's older sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple-minded, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the name calling right almost of the clip. The ringing fit. When it came time to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both little girl kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air more than thirty arcminute. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for various minutes, then he gave him an extra hundred Pearl Sydenstricker Buck as a gratuity. Then all headed to the racing yacht order 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 party was a blast. sixty-eight guests kissed and hugged the brides and bridegroom, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The newlyweds all went plate to Willy's house. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropic island and arrived at the repair in mid-afternoon. The missy had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The place had two bedrooms, large living region and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a small swim kitty. The semi-private beach was a five minute manner of walking and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drunkenness for the rest of the afternoon, and messed around a minuscule in the sand.

That Nox, after showers and dinner out, they were all sitting in a circuit, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a handwriting on each girl, and so did Jed. The miss'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 corresponding design,"Willy said."But don't throw your back out or anything. fill 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 have been busy underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked huge on his small frame.

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

Willy watched them take the air away side by incline, holding mitt, Sharon towering over him.

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

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

rose wine smiled and put her hand between Willy's pegleg, found his prick, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his exposed oral fissure, his hand massaging her breast.

"film 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 bedchamber, over the threshold, so to utter. He threw her onto the bed, and they made love life. 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 lubricating substance tube and Willy fucked her reverend backchannel.

That week they did a fiddling sightseeing, but to the highest degree twenty-four hours were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Francisco Villa for afternoon delight. They ate their dinner out. They'd come back from dinner and get au naturel and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The start six nights Willy and Jed slept with each babe three times. They all spent the last Nox in the giant star king bed. position by English Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girl sucked cocks and traded. The guys even got an unexpected appearance watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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They returned rest home after an unbelievable honeymoon and tried to get back in the jive of normal life. Sharon moved in with Willy. blush 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 calendar week later Willy discovered an concern fact. He checked the written document from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and marriages. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently clergyman Jarvis had ruffle 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 grim and White person : Willy was now legally married to pink 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 space. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another firearm of storm news.

rose wine was pregnant.

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

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