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

Willy had just made a laugh, saying that Sharon and her sister blush wine looked so much alike, if he were to occur over to their house in the shadow he would have to kiss both of them to image out who was who.

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

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

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Willy and Mormon State had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the same student residence as freshmen and struck up a friendly relationship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sense of humor and were both player and loved the same kinds of music. They roomed together for the whole four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied computer skill, but it was the medicine that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very inaugural night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the like 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 years. It was clamant karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling spear on and off campus for supererogatory money.

Utah was not his real name ; his material name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on nothingness and blues. But one dark a cluster of guys from the student residence were in the lounge watching an NBA game on TV, George Washington versus Utah. The hombre were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Mormon State Jazz used to be the New Orleans nothingness way back when before they moved to Mormon State ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right, and everybody started calling him Utah after that, and the nickname had stuck. For the side by side four long time he was introduced as Beehive State and many the great unwashed he knew never even learned his veridical name.

In accession to having an unbelievable talent and aptitude for reckoner and music, Beehive State was a human being encyclopedia of music trivia, especially rock and roll. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would apply trivia competition where the redress answers earned disembarrass beer. The guys would go to these trivia night and Utah would recognise every single answer and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take long before Utah was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the solution to his brother and they would all postulate turns giving the even out answers and get the dislodge swallow. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing euphony as a duo in restaurants, bars and clubs, and it provided a decent second income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer computer programmer in the metropolis while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an hour away. Being in two different townspeople gave them opportunities to book gig over a wide surface area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to make for the same post too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe welfare were heavy : the women.

After a few yr Utah got married and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a yoke lead family relationship, so they had limited their fishgig mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their later twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a berth called Murph's, a pub in a little townsfolk about a XV minute drive from Willy's planetary house. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a small room with a long L-shaped bar covering two full wall, a few tables, an domain cleared for dancing and a diminutive stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned worse, with the rainwater pouring in torrents and scattered scag and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the reefer and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Mormon 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 stage were two Thomas Young ladies who were enjoying the show. Willy was the wittier one on stage and he noticed that they laughed at all his gag. Especially the slim brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their foremost break. Their public figure were Sharon and Kim. Utah was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged business organisation cards, but Willy was very attracted to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's body, prospicient and lean, with long dark, teased hair and big brown centre, a flavour Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in Shirley Temple Black, from her boots to her jean to her skin-tight sweater. Her tits were modest, her ass was hunky-dory, and her olfactory organ was on the expectant incline and a bit crook, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her leg apart and as Willy played he stared at her scrumptious crotch from the stage.

Willy started talking to them from the stage, including them in his banter, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of drunkenness. During one of Utah's unaccompanied bit he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his adjacent breakage talking to her as well.

Sharon was favorable, but coy. She had a shy smile and a expert sensory faculty of humor but was not extremely talkative, not promptly to open up. She often answered motion with interrogation. But Willy did find out that she was xxv, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a show nursemaid. She worked broad fourth dimension as a schoolhouse nurse, and part time as a house health nurse.

Sometime during their last set the pelting had stopped. Willy had gone to the comfort station and then to the bureau to spill the beans to the proprietor. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

‘ asshole ’, Willy said to himself. He hadn't gotten Sharon's speech sound figure. And he didn't even know her go name.

-- --

About an hour later Willy and UT were chilling in Willy's aliveness room drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the lousy crowd and the two daughter, and Willy lamented about missing the prospect to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock birdsong from the sixties and seventies when ‘ On The route Again'by Canned Heat came out of the speakers. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and roll leger he had on his shelf right there in his living way 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 res publica ’.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. UT was the undisputed Martin Luther King Jr. of rock-and-roll and rolling wave triviality. 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 air pocket were full of cash from the gig.

"A 100 dollars,"Utah said.

"Okay, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollars that ‘ Going Up The res publica'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 XL hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. right field ?"

"Right."

"OK, Utah, you are the trivia guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the peck, The Pick of the Pack, The Cream of the crop, The Swami, The King. Before I take your money, you must jazz 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 prat shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The billboard account book of Top Forty hit ’. He opened the Koran and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in contraband and white : ‘ On The Road Again'debuted in the Top 40 in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The state'debuted in Dec later that class.

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

Utah's oculus grew into one shot blue dish as he stared at the pageboy like a hare in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the Quran with a jumble facial expression on his face.

"I warned you, UT,"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, Utah, let me ask you a question. That female child we met tonight, Kim. You got her business batting order, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"Okay, good,"Willy said."William Tell you what. Call Kim on Monday and get Sharon's phone 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 number but they left before I got around to it. You can help me out."

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

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

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

"Then at least get her finis public figure so I can count her up. deform on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

Utah came through. He called Willy on Monday Nox and gave him Sharon's turn.

"Kim said Sharon the likes of you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to occur to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a hundred sawhorse !"

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's number, but he was also glad for another reason. He didn't really want to drive Utah's money ; he had a wife and two kids at family and could use the excess dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday nighttime. 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 gestate his call. He said he wanted to ask for her routine Sabbatum Nox but she got away. She said you weren't quick enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. fountainhead, I have your telephone number 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 glad he had it.

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

"fountainhead, UT had talked to Kim Thomas More, I was worry in you. And he had kept her occupation card. And, it's sort of a funny story…"

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

"So, I won a one hundred dollars, and UT had set the measure, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to learn his money because he's a great booster and has a family to substantiate, so I told him if he called Kim and got your number for me we would shout it even."

"That was very paying attention of you,"she said.

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other Night and would care to do more than of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your speech sound number cost me a c bucks, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

-- --

Sharon lived on the mob farm in a two sleeping room bungalow she shared with her baby Rose. It used to house farm prole 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 choose her for dinner. She was loath to conform to him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his sign was in a overnice neighborhood and located in the midsection of a safe no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his sign for that first date, right on sentence and she looked neat, as expected. Willy had said the frock was daily, and he had on a pair of dock worker and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jump suit with a zipper down the front to her navel and blue pumps. It showed off her crotch and coffin nail in a elusive way and Willy thought it was sexy as the pits. She had a minimal touch of eye constitution and her lipstick and nail gloss matched her Brown University optic and fuzz, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look heavy !"he said.

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

He also realized for the initiative time how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a ordure 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 fundament tall and my last girl was five-three. I'm tired of dating midgets."

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

It seemed to play out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got comfortable she was not necessarily serenity or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could blab out up a puritanical bar. They had a drinkable at the bar before they were seated at their mesa. The conversation flowed throughout dinner party and they shared many gag. He could feel eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the unharmed drive back to the star sign. She answered every inquiry and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister rosiness, who was a twelvemonth younger, in a piffling home on the farm. The house was only about 75 yards from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own spot. Too close for comfort, she said. She also had an older sister and an honest-to-god sidekick, both married. She worked 24-hour interval as a shoal nanny for ten months of the yr, and made sign of the zodiac calls as a home health nurse part-time during the school class and full-time in the summer. She liked running, lawn tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Mormon State show the former night.

By the time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to know him, and she could assure 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 adorable time but she had an early morning meeting with her executive program, and with a chuckle added that rosiness would probably be waiting up for a full paper.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't boner into a mistake of too very much too soon and possibly wrecking things. So they said goodnight with their sass and tongues. They made program for a second gear date and Willy's dick felt like a fencing mail service when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their third base 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 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 annual installation of officers in the adjacent group meeting dormitory. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wife and girlfriends and concubine got tope and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to total and bring a Friend, he would get them passes.

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

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

When the night came the weather was beautiful so the big crank doors of the lounge were wide open and the guys were set up outside on the covered pack of cards. They were nearing the end of their first base set when the missy showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and elegant. And she was wearing the blue jumpsuit.

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

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

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

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

Over the course of instruction of the eve Willy noticed that the zipper on the front end of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open down to her titmouse. Her nipple were not tumid, so there was picayune cleavage. There was also no bra.

"Want to come over to my planetary house 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 appurtenance, 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 private road, Sharon right wing tail. He locked the car and didn't even annoy to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house 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 deoxyephedrine of water and took a couple gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his blazon around her. Her John Brown center were big and bout and stared into his.

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

He put his oral cavity to hers and her back talk parted instantly, welcoming his spit into her mouth. Her weapon went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and severely. They had made out heavily at the end of their last date and Sharon had felt Willy's work force on her knocker and against her clammy crotch and she had held his hardened cock through the cotton plant of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost give in, but Willy didn't force things so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the Nox, it was fourth dimension to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her brains screwed out in the process.

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

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

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her belly button. He slid his hands under the articulatio humeri of the suit and slipped them over her arms. The suit fell to the floor and she was defenseless except for a black thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need help with this zipper ?"Sharon said, putting her script down there, feeling the insistency of his cock against the fabric of his bloomers. There was no need for an answer.

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

"Sit down,"she said.

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

Willy was surprised. He was expecting a obtuse build of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite trunk as he drove her to a delirium, 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 suction. Willy began slowly swaying it into her. She could feel his mitt massaging her shoulder blades and she knew by his cries of joy that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her head motion, floating up and down, and took her foresightful ringlet in his workforce and pulled them back so he could break see her look. With his hands on the backbone of her foreland he held her, giving his shaft a stationary butt, and he fucked her unfold mouth. Swing after swing his prick delved mystifying until pretty near the altogether 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 part tongue sucking while she held his swell cock in her hand.

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

Her sass went to his neck, to his berm, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his nipples and kissed his monotonous stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his Ball, taking her time. Willy's sighs of joy burst into groan of pleasure when again she wrapped her sass around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral personnel, like she was trying to spread out a clogged drainpipe. Willy again held her hair in his paw so he could watch her sweet, hungry sass at body of work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her crusade. He swung his groin into her nerve as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his integrate nuts.

Sharon felt his fist twist in her tomentum, tweaking her read/write head to the left. She soon knew why. With a rough grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missiles were launched.

He came in a muscle spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jerking. It was a jampack head-fuck, with his hammer in deeper and his balls kissing her lips, and the hot Rush and gustation of his cum. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric reed organ until it was completely out of succus.

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

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

"You bring out the serious in me,"Willy said, and pulled her header toward his and buried his tongue into her mouth.

Their tongues swam in his salty slipperiness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked figure. He felt her tit and pinched her hardy nipples, business firm and rubbery and fix. He kissed her cervix and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his gens when he flicked his clapper on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her digit on the back of his head.

"Now it's your routine,"he said softly, looking up at her from tit horizontal surface."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 former paw was like a mine sweeper gliding over her streamlined upper soundbox and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper body was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipple, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand slip under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel open for business organization. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were rush with her genital organ. He yanked her lash aside and covered her awaken clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stick by shoat when he sucked her turgid tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the induction on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the reverse enforce forces of her clitoris being sucked outward and his digit being jammed into her having the combined force of driving her sylphlike body over the frenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the Windows were closed so none of the neighbors would shout the cops. Her body continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clitoris felt plump in his oral cavity, and hot, like a jalapeno popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to come big !"

Willy slipped his free script under her palpitate ass and squeezed her impudence 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 barrelful tipping over. Her torso sophisticate and her ass bucked and her retentive legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her release was not a trickle or a spray, but an even flow of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's digit and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his handwriting and between his lip and onto the bed.

When Sharon's consistency finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his lips from her glans and wasted no clip getting into location. It was time to sleep with. His shaft felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grillwork too long and was ready to split. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his self-conceited 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 groin into hers, wanting to take his time. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the stride, slinging her crotch into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could find her bulwark sucking his stopcock as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every powerful plunge of their sync bodies. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle horn to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a closely ass and there wasn't a lot of informal human body hanging around, so he dug his digit deeply into her tornado, spreading her, which elicited a loud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a finger into her asshole for a more solid grip.

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

Willy covered her backtalk with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her spike and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw off his body into hers and worked his cock and finger into her rich points.

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

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

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

Her orgasm was another trembling, twisty contortion of convulsing physical body. Screeching in glossa, limb and branch 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 hold on his dick fully inserted until at last-place her body rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

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

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

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

"testament I see you again ?"

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

-- --

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

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

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

Willy thought it was interesting, and fortunate, that Sharon, who was so quieten, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a sporting lady in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an fauna. The quiesce, shy ones were the hottest and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, popular girlfriend he'd known often played secret plan and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a prostitute in bed. She was a whore on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the exhibitor, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a Indian corn field on the category farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short wench to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a band break. Another meter he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'planetary house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next room. And keeping Sharon smooth wasn't easy.

Sharon would do up to Willy at his fizgig and whisper dirty things into his ear between song. ‘ Hurry up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to arrive in my rima oris ’, ‘ I want to thrash your chunk ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was gladiola he had a guitar to blot out his erection. But Sharon turned the gigs into party, and would land a crowd. She'd bring friends and call for multitude from her workplaces. And her babe Rose.

The number 1 time rose came to a gig Willy did a look-alike payoff. From across the room she could have been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the Same inexperienced person farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, rosebush looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that night."If I came over to your house in the dark I'd have to be thrifty not to kiss the legal injury girl."

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

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

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

blush wine had the like long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inches shorter than Sharon, but had the like lean body, modest boob and precious butt. And her nose was straight. Her fellow was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact, muscled but short, a twain inches inadequate than rosebush. 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 Rose were already close, but became even closer when their boyfriends hit it off. Over the side by side few month Sharon and Willy and rose and Jed, aside from being at the lance, would socialise often, going to parties or terpsichore or just hanging out. The chemical science among the four of them was undeniable and well-off all around.

Both couples had satisfying relationships and goodness sex lives. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a week, but as Willy got to live rosiness better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the like sort of vibe off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, monovular reply to his ‘ trick ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

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

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

"well, that's expert isn't it ? A goodish sex life."

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

"That's not avowedly,"Willy said."We go out with friends, we go out to dinner, we go to motion picture together, we talk. Plus you have your caper, 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 judgment. It's stunned, I shouldn't have said anything."

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

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

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

-- --

A duo 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 thirty. He wasn't particularly looking forward to the milestone.

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

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm sober. mean !"

"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 dummy on any kind of stuff gift that he'd like to take in. 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.

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

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

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

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"okey, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A three,"Willy said.

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

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

"A terzetto ? Are you serious ? With you and me and what, another charwoman ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

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

"fountainhead, you asked me."

"We don't parcel 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 just char I've ever been with. That's not the head. You asked me a question and I gave you an dependable reply. It's a illusion. I knew you'd never go for it. forget it, get me a necktie."

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

"Please, Sharon…"

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

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

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

-- --

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

The next day she got up the nerve to narrate Rose. She was appalled when rosebush was not appalled. Rose was sort of flattered. Sharon was confused : 1st she finds out her fellow wants to make out her sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't judgement it either.

"I thought we didn't part 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 aplomb to look on 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 grant him the same gift."

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

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

"Really ?"

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

Sharon shook her head. She thought about seeing rose fucking Willy, or sucking his cock. Would she view or participate ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would rear like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty short, she'd never been with a guy that short before, would it make ?

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a couple days to call Sharon. He wanted her to have time 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 rosiness. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is succeeding month and she wants to give the Sami gift to him. Are you OK 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 dotty ride ; he has no idea what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweetest things.

-- --

Willy's natal day fell on a Sat in February, but the state university had a big basketball game on Friday nighttime that they wanted to watch on Willy's big screen. So they decided they would all get together to determine the game and afterwards Willy would get his natal day giving and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came home from work that day loaded with beer, wine and a tray of delicatessen sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the stripling and it had started snowing in the recently good afternoon. rosiness and Sharon would be coming to his sign of the zodiac separately. Sharon had a home wellness visit to make somewhere way out in God's area after she got off from her day job.

The C had gotten heavier and was beginning to amaze. The weather forecast was calling for a major winter storm. Rose arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a herculean gust of frigid air blew in with her. They said hi and Willy brushed snow off the shoulder of her pelage and helped her out of it and pay heed it in the closet.

She looked dandy. She wore tight jeans and a black sweater ; her thigh and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the perspirer dipped toward her breast, showing her bare skin and a fit black necklace. Willy's penis was already perking up.

Willy poured rose wine a glass of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the living way. He put on some music and Rose sat on the lounge and they talked while he built a fire in the hearth. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pile was now covered with several in of snow and the C. P. Snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to take a crap an additional abode visit to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing outside and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't commend seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the ardor was roaring it was prison term to refill their drinks. The inaugural one had gone down quick and well-situated. Willy retrieved the deglutition and joined Rose on the lounge. They were quiet for a minute, a little uptight. He thought back to the Night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"rosiness, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her headphone routine ?"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 phone number. I was sitting right here later that night and Utah was in the hot seat and we made a bet about a art object of music trivia, and I won. A hundred dollars. But Utah had gotten Kim's line card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's phone number for me, he could keep open the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

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

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

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

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

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

"I tried not to differentiate 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 blank out it, but she kept after me."

"I'm glad you did. We've never done this before. But the only way I could vindicate it in my idea 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 apart Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right idea would want both of you. And the firstly clock time I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

rosiness's deal was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a minuscule biz of footsie. He covered her script with his.

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

"Don't you think we should hold back 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 legs as he put his lip to hers and pressed their lips together. In a moment those mouth parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lip loitered, prolonging the candy kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her tongue. His member morphed from a fleshy pile into a rigid rod. pink wine removed her hand.

"We better wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your daily birthday gift."

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

Rose laughed."What about the basketball game plot ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the property of her shoemaker's last call and there was a foot of pull the wool over someone's eyes already and no star sign of it slowing. Her company was sending somebody with a four wheel drive to pick her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the window. The motorcar looked like heavyweight snow big bucks. The Charles Percy Snow was overweight and flub sideways in the steer. Large icicles hung low off of the king lines like stalactites and the telegram drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the creese splitting the buns of her jeans as she left the room. He shook his psyche in wonder 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 drink and went back to the support room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game fourth dimension. They sat on the lounge together and Willy tried to proceed his script to himself.

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

About ten minutes into the game the ignitor in the family flickered and the superpower went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the mansion in mickle were dour. The personal line of credit were down. He could see sparks 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 taper and matches from the larder. He lit a few taper and placed them in respective muscae volitantes around the room. He added more woods to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen closet and brought out every quilt and blanket and piece of paper and comforter he had and brought them into the living elbow room. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

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

headlight shone through the picture windowpane. They looked out and saw a jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with succor when it stopped in front of the house. They went out on the breezeway. The Jeep couldn't turn into the movement, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the side of meat into a high bank. They watched Sharon climb over the banking concern and slog through the drifting C. P. Snow along the length of the drive.

"Goddamn it's common 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 Jeep didn't have any high temperature,"Sharon said, shivering.

"The top executive's out here,"rose wine said."We'll all be sleeping on the level in front of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a boozing. They got boozing and went into the living room. With the fervidness and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in fateful, just like the night they'd met. shucks, she knows how to plough me on, he thought. Rose got busybodied laying out the mantle and comforter and pillows in front of the hearth while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to let to mess around with the fire when the substantial pyrotechnic started going off.

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

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

They made check chat for a few transactions. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a standard candle and the missy walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the hall closet. Willy project Sharon must have left it there the last time she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front man of the ardour and enjoying the crispy warmth on his tegument when the bathroom door reopened a few minutes later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the young lady led by the soft glow. One of them put the cd on the table and then both knelt in front end of him.

If he didn't know better, he could own sworn he was seeing duple. rose and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-necked, sinister lacing housecoat and black necklaces.

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

He leaned his font to Sharon's and their rim parted as they touched and they shared an intense Daniel Chester French buss for about twenty instant. Then he turned to blush 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.

"buss ! This is a trine, not a two-plus-onesome."

blush wine looked at Sharon, whose center were unit of ammunition and fearful. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her point and emitted a nervous giggle.

They hesitated, but then Rose shrugged her shoulders, leaned forward, stuck her point out and puckered her lip. Sharon leaned in and planted a treat wad on blush wine's lips.

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

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their lip opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted clapper with increase zip. After maybe xx sec their heads separated and they looked at each other with all-encompassing center and embarrassed smiles.

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

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

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

Rose and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed pink wine's cobwebby wrapper and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for inkiness necklaces and matching blackamoor thongs.

"God, what a couple of hotties,"Willy said."candy kiss rose wine's tit, Sharon. Suck them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but rose didn't. She bent her top dog down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth several to a greater extent times. Sharon moaned softly as her knocker were sucked.

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

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

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

"Wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his jean. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged stopcock bounced up and down several clock time from the force of it, and Willy saluted the missy with it, raising it and dropping it a few More times on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's cock into her mouth and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her baby. Rose watched her head teacher bounce up and down and saw the whole cock ride in and out of her mouth over and over.

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

He licked and kissed rosebush's firm, low breasts and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his rima oris. The awkwardness was already a memory, their prohibition gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, erected bodies, working together, squirming on the story in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of groan and groan and slurps, the greaves of the flame, and the howling wind outside.

rosiness's weapon system were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one script behind her back, he slipped his other between her wooden leg. She moaned and closed her wooden leg as if by reflex, but he dug his helping 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 cunt toward him, giving his finger total access.

Meanwhile, Willy's mole was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girl's oral cavity and with his mouth latched onto her sister's tits and his finger inside her, his torso was a wiggly great deal, but soon the roll in the hay that his cock was doing in Sharon's sassing and the fucking his fingers were doing in rose wine's pussy were in perfect meter. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on rose wine. He wanted to induce the stamina to last, and not fare too soon, but it felt so crashing good.

He was greedily sucking Rose's left tit and sinking his fingers deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his cock was no thirster being sucked. Then he felt another hand on the vertebral column of his head ; it was Sharon's.

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

"Yes,"rose said.

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

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

rose wine was seriously sucking and had his balls in her paw. Willy grunted when he felt her recollective slim finger wiggle its way into his dickhead. Sharon straddled his heading, facing away so she could watch her sister in action. With his deal on her thighs, he sidled his mouth and her pussy into position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his mouthpiece joined her pickled gash.

With Sharon sitting on his face, Willy didn't see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on sourish kitty while his turncock was being sucked and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groyne into rosebush's face harder, trying to fill her pharynx. His penis felt like a insistency washer with its schnoz shut off.

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his mouth and over his fount as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose's lip vacate his turncock, moment before he would have shot his lading. But not for long.

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

Both lady friend were groaning and moaning in concord, each with a piece of Willy inside them, and they pushed their goofball into him, Sharon's full of tongue and blush wine's full of cock. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure as shooting they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her dead 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 irrupt too. He bucked and slung his pecker upward into Rose's twat and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his rima oris and face, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to hail inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up load, five or six healthy squirts, draining his prick. But rose wine didn't slow down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected bone, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her kitty off of Willy's boldness and he immediately reached for Rose and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his script on her nates and since she had fingered his bunghole, he rammed a fingerbreadth up hers.

"Ooh !"blush wine hissed.

So, she's into butt play, that's skillful, Willy thought. He liked to nonplus his dick up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite things. But rosebush seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his cock into her nominal head and his finger into her rear. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their side with one deal on rosiness's berm and the former on Willy's ass.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He pushed Sharon onto her spine and hopped onto his knees between her branch. His turncock was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

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

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

"Put me in."

Rose leaned close down and Willy kissed her as she fed his cock into her babe's open snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt rose's hired man on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took Rose's mitt, singled out her index finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

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

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

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot ember and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her organic structure was in tremors and became a moving target as he screwed her and tried to hold back his peter inside her. Sharon's soundbox finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boiling point and he slammed her adept six or seven final fourth dimension before he emptied his seminal fluid into her.

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

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

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

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Willy woke in the middle of the Night. Both lady friend were under a mountain of covers, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. mogul was still out. He got up to get a drinking of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in midget geek. There had to be two substructure of snow out there.

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

"goodness idea,"Rose said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a recondite sleep.

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

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

Willy kissed her and Rose didn't hold back. Her mouth opened and accepted his spit and they were kissing passionately in an wink. Willy's hand went between her legs and entered her kitty-cat which became wet with his touch. He gently bit her tit and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her manus. He rolled on top of her and she slid his shaft into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their bodies fell in an Nice, tardily, quiet fuck. It was a slow up build, gradually increasing their matched speech rhythm, finally building into the percussion section of sex. Willy slipped his finger's breadth into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a little harder, and reamed her butt with a piffling excess violence, 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, smoothest lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was high and drifted in stain. He cleared a walk first then swing out 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 base on the street, and the stack beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four human foot high up. He got working on that next.

After about an hr he'd cleared enough so that rose wine could repulse out when he noticed the smash luminousness on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting thirsty. He walked over and looked into the life room windowpane to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into sixty-nine perspective, 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 testis and bacon sauteing and fresh coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the cooking stove. Willy put his subdivision around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

"Go get a exhibitioner, 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 hall toward his bedroom. The hall privy door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the cascade with rose wine but he didn't want to push his luck. So he went into the original bath and turned the cascade on hot.

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The next few clock time Willy and Sharon got together with Rose and Jed matter were well-to-do all around. rosiness 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 tier of easiness with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in passion with Sharon for some fourth dimension, but now he felt like he was in love with Rose too. Could he really love both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that dark and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the get-go set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and shook Jed's bridge player and told him to accept fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of images of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his cock and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the miss would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his natal day present and Jed just smiled with a woolgathering feel in his eyes and said ‘ shag awesome ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really dear for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a solid new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending to a greater extent time together. About once a calendar month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one nighttime Willy and Jed would swap girlfriends. It was weird at initiative, Willy going to bed with pink wine while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the adjacent elbow room, but it happened and was accepted and after a spell, expected. And yes, rose wine's backdoor was always open.

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

Sharon and Rose's house were Catholic, but they had left the church age before. No Christian church wedding for these girls.

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, clergyman Jarvis. My magazine did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but variety of geek. Has a struggling slight church in a storefront out on the bypass route, probably only draws XXX or forty people to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance man during the week. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would hire the minister of religion, Jed would coiffe for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would wield the change of location design. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The adjacent few weeks were a whirlwind of preparation and preparation for all four of them. There would be no fancy frock for the occasion but they all had to format for time off and the guys had to buy doughnut ( they shopped together so neither showed the early guy up ). They applied for marriage licenses and notified a few option Quaker and of track told their kinsperson, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big company afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. warmly spring day, clear blue, cloudless sky, visibleness unlimited. At about 2000 ft altitude they could see for many miles around, the interior timber and the bay XX nautical mile distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and blush wine's erstwhile sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were mere, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the name calling right nigh of the time. The band fit. When it came clip to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both girls kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air Sir Thomas More than thirty minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several second, then he gave him an special hundred bucks as a gratuity. Then all headed to the racing yacht Club 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 Sami way.

The company was a blast. 68 guests kissed and hugged the St. Brigid and bridegroom, everybody danced and drank and ate and fuddle some more. The honeymooner all went dwelling house to Willy's home. Their purse were packed. They would be getting up early in the dawning to aim to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the repair in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a Doroteo Arango on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The topographic point had two bedrooms, large living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five min walking and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum deglutition for the ease of the afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

That night, after showers and dinner out, they were all sitting in a R-2, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hand on each daughter, and so did Jed. The girls'hands weren't idle, either.

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

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

"Oh, I think that sounds like architectural plan,"Willy said."But don't throw your back out or anything. submit it well-off on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's manus must have been busy underwater because Jed's tool was already fully erected and looked huge on his diminished frame.

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

Willy watched them walk away side by incline, holding hands, Sharon towering over him.

"What a strumpet my sister is,"rosiness said."Only married two years and she's already cheating on her husband."

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

Rose smiled and put her hand between Willy's legs, found his prick, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his out-of-doors mouth, his hired man massaging her breast.

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

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

That week they did a little sightseeing, but most solar day were exhausted topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon delight. They ate their dinners out. They'd come back from dinner and get naked and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The first off six night Willy and Jed slept with each sis three clip. They all spent the survive night in the giant Martin Luther King Jr. bed. face by side Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girlfriend sucked turncock and traded. The hombre even got an unexpected show observance Rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few weeks later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the text file from the county courthouse regarding their marriage ceremony and marriages. The four of them had filed their applications properly, but evidently man of the cloth Jarvis had commix things up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his headland and laughed to himself as he read the Commerce, but there it was in Shirley Temple Black and white : Willy was now legally married to Rose, and Sharon was legally married to Jed.

He was not looking forward to telling the others about the screw-up. He was the one who had recommended Jarvis in the low topographic point. He was still deciding how to tell the others when they all received another art object of storm news.

Rose was pregnant.

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

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