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 come over to their house in the dark he would have to osculate both of them to figure out who was who.

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

They both were correctly, 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 like dorm as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sentience of humor and were both musicians and loved the Saame sort of medicine. They roomed together for the whole four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Mormon State studied reckoner science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass part and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very commencement night 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 years. It was instant karma. It didn't take long before they started hustling fishgig on and off campus for extra money.

UT was not his real name ; his veridical name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on jazz and blues. But one night a bunch of hombre from the dorm were in the lounge watching an NBA game on TV, Washington versus Utah. The guys were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Beehive State malarky used to be the New Orleans Jazz way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right, and everybody started calling him Utah after that, and the nickname had stuck. For the next four years he was introduced as Beehive State and many people he knew never even learned his real name.

In add-on to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computers and music, UT was a human cyclopaedia of music trivia, especially Rock and roll. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would deem trivium contests where the correct answers earned free beer. The guys would go to these trivia Night and UT would make love every unity reply and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take long before Utah was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the answers to his buddies and they would all take act giving the correct answers and get the spare swallow. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in restaurants, bars and cabaret, and it provided a nice sec income for both of them. Beehive State worked as a computer programmer in the urban center while Willy worked for a powder store in a town about an minute away. Being in two different towns gave them chance to Scripture lance over a full 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 jobs, but they liked playing euphony evening and weekends even better. The money was proficient and the fringe benefits were great : the women.

After a few old age Utah got get hitched with and had nestling, and Willy had drifted in and out of a couple prolonged family relationship, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their recently twenties.

One Saturday Night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a modest town about a xv minute ride from Willy's house. Willy had met the proprietor during his travels for his day job and had managed to rule book the gig. It was a small way with a tenacious L-shaped bar covering two entire bulwark, a few table, an field cleared for dancing and a tiny stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned spoilt, with the rain pouring in torrents and sprinkle thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight people in the join and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and Utah played as they usually did and made wise cracking in between songs, joking about the weather and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their starting time break. Their names 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 appeal to Sharon.

Sharon had a manikin's body, long and angle, with long dark, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her boots to her dungaree to her skin-tight jumper. Her knocker were modest, her ass was fine, and her nose was on the expectant slope and a bit hunched, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her legs apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious crotch from the stage.

Willy started talking to them from the microscope stage, including them in his raillery, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of drinks. During one of UT's solo numeral he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his adjacent interruption talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good sense of humor but was not extremely talkative, not agile to open up. She often answered query with enquiry. But Willy did obtain out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college alumnus and a record nursemaid. She worked wide time as a school nurse, and part time as a menage health nurse.

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

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

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About an hour later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's living room drinking beer and listening to euphony. They talked about the gig, the crappy gang and the two girlfriend, and Willy lamented about missing the chance to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock songs from the sixty and 70 when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the verbaliser. Just a hebdomad or so before Willy had been reading a rock and drum roll playscript he had on his ledge right there in his animation elbow room and had learned a pocket-size fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

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

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

"Yes, it was,"Willy said, correcting him."‘ Going Up The nation'was the liberal hit of the two, but ‘ On The road Again'actually came out a couple months earlier in 1968."

There was a muteness between them for a here and now as they listened to the song.

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the unchallenged king of rock and roller trivia. Did he really imagine he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their pouch were to the full of Johnny Cash from the gig.

"A c dollars,"Beehive State said.

"okey, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollars that ‘ Going Up The commonwealth'was a a top XL hit for Canned estrus 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 ?"

"Right."

"Okay, Utah, you are the trivia guru. The Big cheeseflower, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The weft of the clique, The Cream of the Crop, The Swami, The tycoon. Before I take your money, you must bang 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 groundwork away. He picked up a Koran from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The hoarding Book of Top Forty hitting ’. He opened the Christian Bible and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in fateful and white : ‘ On The route Again'debuted in the Top forty in Sept 1968, and ‘ Going Up The state'debuted in December later that year.

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

Utah's eyes grew into round spicy saucers as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a mixed-up smell 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, UT, let me ask you a question. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her business sector placard, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"okeh, good,"Willy said."William Tell you what. call up Kim on Monday and get Sharon's phone number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll call it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

"okeh, it's a great deal. But what if she won't afford it to me ?"

"Then at to the lowest degree get her last gens so I can calculate her up. plough on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

"Kim said Sharon the like you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to make out to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a hundred dollar !"

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's telephone number, but he was also gladiola for another reason. He didn't really want to take Beehive State's money ; he had a wife and two kids at home and could use the extra dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked in good order up. He asked if Sharon was dwelling 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 expect his call option. He said he wanted to ask for her number Saturday night 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 phone number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was felicitous he had her issue, and she said yes, she was glad he had it.

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

"wellspring, Beehive State had talked to Kim more than, I was concern in you. And he had kept her line of work bill of fare. And, it's kind of a funny story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollar bill, and Utah had set the quantity, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to take his money because he's a dandy Friend and has a family to support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your numeral for me we would call it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the former night and would like to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone act cost me a hundred Pearl 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 hour and made plans to go to dinner Thursday night.

-- --

Sharon lived on the menage farm in a two bedchamber bungalow she shared with her sister rose wine. It used to house farm worker but the sisters had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to foot her up at home, and he was gladiola about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite centering from where he was planning to subscribe to her for dinner. 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 squeamish neighborhood and located in the eye of a good 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 dress was casual, and he had on a pair of Dockers and a mark shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the front to her belly button and dismal pumps. It showed off her crotch and bottom in a pernicious way and Willy thought it was sexy as inferno. She had a minimal touch of eye makeup and her lipstick and nail polish matched her dark-brown heart and pilus, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look with child !"he said.

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

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

"hoot, 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 tall and my last 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 drive to the eating place. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to present her clip to relax and get comfortable so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to work out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got well-fixed she was not necessarily quiet down or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a dispirited streak. They had a beverage at the bar before they were seated at their mesa. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many laughs. He could palpate eyes on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the entirely drive back to the firm. She answered every doubt and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a year younger, in a little mansion on the farm. The house was only about 75 grand from the home they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own property. Too confining for comfort, she said. She also had an previous Sister and an older crony, both married. She worked daytime as a schooltime nurse for ten months of the year, and made house calls as a menage health suck part-time during the shoal year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the other night.

By the meter they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could tell he wanted to be intimate her, but when he asked if she wanted to make out inside for a few arcminute she politely demurred. She said she had had a adorable time but she had an early dawning meeting with her supervisory program, and with a chuckle added that Rose would probably be waiting up for a full story.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the effective of him and he wouldn't foul-up into a error of too a great deal too soon and possibly ruination things. So they said goodnight with their lips and tongues. They made plans for a second date and Willy's dick felt like a fence post when he walked into his house.

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After their third date the buss goodbye were getting recollective and more acute. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the following time.

Willy had a Saturday dark gig scheduled at a nearby racing yacht club. They would be playing in the waiting area after the nightspot held their annual installment of police officer in the adjacent merging hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their married woman and lady friend and paramour got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a Friend, he would get them passes.

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

"seed as you are. You always look mythological. But you better not wear that amobarbital sodium jumpsuit. I may not be able to control myself. I might have to unzip the shucks thing."

When the night came the weather condition was beautiful so the big glass doorway of the lounge were all-inclusive open and the guys were set up remote on the underwrite deck. They were nearing the end of their first gear set when the miss showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, magniloquent and elegant. And she was wearing the blue jumpsuit.

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

"You are pretty weather to get into that jumpsuit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be capable 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 order members were all buzzed, singing and terpsichore and generally raising Inferno. Kim found herself a Panama to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the course of the evening Willy noticed that the zipper on the front of Sharon's jump suit was inching its way down. It was open down to her bosom. Her tits were not great, so there was little segmentation. There was also no bra.

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

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

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

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Willy pulled into his driveway, Sharon right wing butt. He locked the car and didn't even annoyance 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 counterpunch, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to drink. She said no, she was very well. Willy poured a looking glass of piddle and took a span gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his weapon system around her. Her brownish eyes were big and turn and stared into his.

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

He put his mouth to hers and her lip parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her sass. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and unvoiced. They had made out heavily at the end of their last particular date and Sharon had felt Willy's hired man on her breasts and against her clammy crotch and she had held his hardened tool through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost give in, but Willy didn't strength matter so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the night, it was clock time to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her brains screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the hall and into his bedroom. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest mount and turned to face her. He ran his fingerbreadth gently through her hair's-breadth and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

"I think you are so hot,"he said, and kissed her. He traced his fingers over the exposed flesh from her berm to her breast."You need aid with this zip ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the skidder slowly down all the way to her navel. He slid his hands under the shoulder of the courtship and slipped them over her implements of war. The suit fell to the story and she was naked except for a black thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need help with this zipper ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the pressure of his cock against the material of his drawers. 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 pants. His cock sprung up, hard and long. It was bounteous than other cocks she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as much of a cocksucker, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

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

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

Willy watched her promontory movements, floating up and down, and took her foresighted lock chamber in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her face. With his hands on the back of her nous he held her, giving his cock a stationary target, and he fucked her open mouth. Swing after swing his cock delved cryptical until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a good listener. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his mouth and they did a thirty-second spit suck while she held his vain stopcock in her hand.

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

Her back talk went to his neck, to his shoulder, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his mammilla and kissed his flat stomach. His stopcock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his clump, taking her time. Willy's sighs of pleasure fusillade into groan of delectation when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this meter, back and Forth with a feral military group, like she was trying to open a clogged drainage. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could observe her sweet, athirst mouth at work. He was softly moaning and his eubstance was shifting with each of her cause. He swung his groin into her face as she sucked his dick and squeezed his mixed nuts.

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

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one net jar. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his balls kissing her back talk, and the hot rush and gustatory sensation of his seed. He unloaded with each jet and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her mouth from his dick. There was sperm on her mentum and the corners of her mouth.

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

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

Their glossa swam in his salty skulduggery and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked build. He felt her breasts and pinched her hardy tit, firm and rubbery and gear up. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his natural language on her nipples and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her fingers on the cover of his head.

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

"Bring out the skilful 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 body 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 nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand slip under her thong and two of his finger entered her.

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

Sharon squealed like a stuck shoat when he sucked her turgid tool into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the perverse apply forces of her clit being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the fuse effect 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 call the cops. Her body continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouth, and hot, like a chili pepper popper.

He sucked harder, not letting go of it, and a third finger's breadth slipped into her juicy vagina and joined the poking party. Sharon's bitch clamped down around his fingers, and matched his puckered mouth 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 gratis hand under her fluttering ass and squeezed her impudence in time with his sucking. Four or five more push was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her prospicient branch swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her departure was not a drip or a spray, but an even flow of cum filling her puss, surrounding Willy's digit and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his helping hand and between his lip and onto the bed.

When Sharon's body finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his brim from her glans and wasted no time getting into attitude. 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 swollen member slipped inside her. Her greasy twat 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 early ideas. She pushed the pace, slinging her crotch into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

"Ooh, that feels upright,"she barked."Oh yeah, make out me."She wheezed loudly with every push.

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could feel her rampart sucking his shaft as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every powerful plunge of their synced bodies. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a bicycle seat horn to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a tight ass and there wasn't a lot of loose material body hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her crevice, spreading her, which elicited a aloud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a finger into her asshole for a more hearty 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 capitulum and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to project his body into hers and worked his pecker and finger into her deepest points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger's breadth up her butt. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her pussy from the nominal head. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. But after a distich more proceedings of the double over 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 body weight behind each plunge, jamming his cock and middle finger into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her sexual climax was another shakiness, twisty deformation of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, arms and legs jerk this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the pecker inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and hold back his tools fully inserted until at last her body 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 bushed. Willy was awakened at around four-thirty in the morning. Sharon was getting dressed.

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

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

"Will I see you again ?"

Sharon put her hired man on her pelvis."You respectable,"she said.

-- --

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

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 several nights a week they would tear each other up in bed. Sometimes they would be intimate almost to exhaustion. 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 quiet, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a cocotte in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy ones were the raging and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, democratic girl he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a working girl on the floor, on the lounge, in the car, up against the rampart, in the shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One prison term Willy joked that he wanted to have sex her in a corn field on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short skirt to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a set rift. Another prison term he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'sign of the zodiac while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next room. And keeping Sharon repose wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his gig and whisper dirty matter into his ear between songs. ‘ Hurry up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in in my mouth ’, ‘ I want to lick your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was sword lily he had a guitar to hide his hard-on. But Sharon turned the fishgig into company, and would fetch a crowd. She'd bring friend and ask in people from her workplace. And her sister Rose.

The first metre rose wine came to a gig Willy did a two-bagger take. From across the room she could have been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the Lapp innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, rosebush looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that nighttime."If I came over to your home in the dark I'd have to be careful not to kiss the amiss girl."

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

"Uh, O.K.,"Willy said."I was just joking."

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

Rose had the like long brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inches short than Sharon, but had the Sami thin consistency, modest nipple and cute behind. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and compact car, muscled but short, a couple inches shorter than blush wine. They hadn't been seeing each other for that long when Willy met them, but they were unspoiled together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and rosiness were already stopping point, but became even closer when their boyfriends hit it off. Over the side by side few months Sharon and Willy and Rose and Jed, aside from being at the lance, would socialize often, going to parties or dances or just hanging out. The chemistry among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both dyad had satisfying family relationship and just sex aliveness. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm various times a week, but as Willy got to have it away Rose better he found himself more and more pull to her, and he got the Lapp variety of vibe off of her. He would often steal glance at her, and frailty versa. But he knew by their firm, identical replies to his ‘ gag ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One Nox Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her head 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 secure isn't it ? A healthy sex life."

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

"That's not rightful,"Willy said."We go out with supporter, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your jobs, 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 matter would you like to do ?"

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

"If there are affair you would like to do, Sharon, please tell me. But I doubt it will transfer the eating and the fucking, especially the fucking. I like the fucking. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come home and ass. I could contract you to the opera house, but we'd probably get something to eat and then come base and roll in the hay. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and piece of tail --."

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

"Ah, cipher 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."cum 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 serious. 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 patch. Willy was drawing a dummy on any form of textile talent that he'd like to encounter. 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 burn out my head,"he said."But I don't think it's workable. And I don't think you'd go for it."

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

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

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A threesome,"Willy said.

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

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

"A leash ? Are you serious ? With you and me and what, another woman ?"

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a State of daze."My Sister !"

"Well, you asked me."

"We don't share our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

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

Willy tried to put his subdivision 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 get laid my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her skid in her hand and walked out.

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The future day she got up the nerve to recite Rose. She was appalled when Rose was not appalled. rosiness was form of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her Sister, and now finds out her sister wouldn't intellect it either.

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

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

"You're serious !"

"Not if you're not into it. But if you are…Jed's birthday is side by side calendar month and we could feed 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 establish it number true for both of them. And we're sisters, we trust each former. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her question. She thought about seeing Rose fucking Willy, or sucking his cock. Would she watch out or take part ? Would she be turned on or turned off ? Would Rose like fucking Willy too much ? She thought about fucking Jed. He was pretty short, she'd never been with a guy that myopic before, would it work ?

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

"I spoke to rosebush. She's okay with it, but Jed's birthday is side by side month and she wants to commit the Same gift to him. Are you alright with that ?"

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's okey as long as you are easy doing it. Jed's in for a barbaric ride ; he has no estimate what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the gratifying things.

-- --

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

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

The C had gotten heavier and was beginning to nonplus. The weather forecast was calling for a major winter storm. wax arrived at a piffling after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a herculean gust of arctic air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed play false off the shoulder joint of her coat and helped her out of it and hang it in the closet.

She looked capital. She wore fuddled jeans and a black jumper ; her thigh and genitalia and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the sweater dipped toward her titty, showing her bare cutis and a fit black necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured Rose a trash of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the bread and butter room. He put on some music and pink wine sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a ardor in the fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pot was now covered with several 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 visit to an elderly couple. Willy heard the twist blowing outside and through the windowpane saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a Baron Snow of Leicester storm before.

Once the attack was roaring it was time to refill their drinks. The number 1 ones had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the drinks and joined pink wine on the sofa. They were quiesce for a second, a lilliputian uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"rosebush, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her speech sound 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 issue. I was sitting right here later that night and Utah was in the chair and we made a bet about a spell of euphony trivia, and I won. A hundred dollar sign. But Utah had gotten Kim's business enterprise batting order, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could keep the money."

"Wow, really ?"pink wine said."A hundred clam. You must hold really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

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

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

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

"No, it's O.K.,"pink wine said, putting her manus on his arm."I'm sword lily you told me. I've had similar thinking. 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 severalise her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was crazy and I told her she'd never go for it, to forget it, but she kept after me."

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

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

rosiness's hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a footling 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 hand between his leg as he put his rima oris to hers and pressed their mouth together. In a minute those lips parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the candy kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her clapper. His penis morphed from a fleshy multitude into a unbending rod. Rose removed her hand.

"We better waiting,"she said.

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

"It's not your casual natal day gift."

"You got that rightfulness,"he said, then yelled toward the windowpane,"haste up, Sharon !"

Rose laughed."What about the basketball biz ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The speech sound rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the property of her hold up phone call and there was a foundation of C already and no sign of it slowing. Her ship's company was sending person with a four cycle drive to find fault her up and repulse her over.

Willy looked out the window. The automobile looked like heavyweight snow piles. The snow was lowering and blowing sideways in the wind. prominent icicles hung low off of the mightiness business like stalactites and the conducting wire drooped from the free weight.

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

Willy stared at the flexure splitting the seat of her jeans as she left the elbow room. He shook his head in admiration and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

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

The wind was howling outdoor, and the Snow was piling up. The plough had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more inches accumulated on the road surface.

About ten minutes into the secret plan the lights in the theater flickered and the ability went out.

"Oh tinker's dam !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the mansion in sight were sinister. The descent were down. He could see flicker popping out of a transformer on a pole a few houses down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and candle and catch from the pantry. He lit a few taper and placed them in several bit around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen cupboard and brought out every quilt and mantle and sheet of paper and sympathiser he had and brought them into the living room. Then he went to the sleeping accommodation and brought back every pillow.

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

Headlights shone through the picture window. They looked out and saw a jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with ease when it stopped in front of the house. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't turn into the driving force, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the side into a high camber. They watched Sharon acclivity over the bank and slog through the drifting snowfall along the length of the drive.

"Goddamn it's cold !"Sharon said, as she climbed onto the breezeway.

"Thank God you're okay,"Willy said and he kissed and hugged her.

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

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

"The power's out here,"Rose said."We'll all be sleeping on the level in social movement of the fire tonight."

Sharon needed a boozing. They got boozing and went into the living way. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the nighttime they'd met. Damn, she knows how to rick me on, he thought. blush wine got busy laying out the blankets and comforter and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fervency and added another log. He didn't want to experience to mess up around with the fire when the real fireworks started going off.

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

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

They made tab chat for a few second. Then rosiness asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the daughter walked across the way and took a shopping bag out of the hall closet. Willy figured Sharon must possess left it there the last metre 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 straw man of the fire and enjoying the crispy heat on his skin when the bathroom room access reopened a few minutes later. He saw the candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the soft glow. One of them put the standard candle on the mesa and then both knelt in front of him.

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

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

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an intense French osculation for about twenty secondment. Then he turned to rosiness and they did the Lapp affair. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the young lady replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

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

They hesitated, but then pink wine shrugged her shoulder joint, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her lips. Sharon leaned in and planted a goody peck on blush wine's lips.

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

He put manus on the binding of their head word and slowly pushed them together until their rim were touching.

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted tongue with increased vigor. After maybe XX secondment their heads separated and they looked at each other with wide heart and embarrassed smiles.

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

So they did, and this time Sharon's hand went around rosiness's back and pulled her closer. Their back talk did not hesitate, each willingly accepted the other and their lingua spiraled inside. Willy again watched with gleefulness ; he fondled himself and his perked pecker pushed at the front 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 Rose's vaporous wrapping and then pink wine returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for black necklaces and matching Black person thongs.

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but blush wine didn't. She bent her psyche down and took Sharon's breast in her handwriting and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth several Sir Thomas More clock time. Sharon moaned softly as her pap were sucked.

"God, you're unspoilt at that, rose wine,"Sharon said, and kissed her. She then sucked blush wine's titties 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 pink wine was eating it up.

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

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

"Wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his jean. She yanked down his bagger and his hardened, engorged rooster bounced up and down various times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the little girl with it, raising it and dropping it a few to a greater extent meter on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's cock into her mouth and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her sister. get up watched her drumhead bounce up and down and saw the totally putz ride in and out of her oral fissure over and over.

Willy made eye contact with pink wine and reached for her. He took her hired hand and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his spit into her mouthpiece, picking up where he'd left off earlier when they'd sat together on the lounge. They kissed for some sentence with his cock sunk happily into Sharon's mouth before Willy moved his mouth to Rose's boob and went to town.

He licked and kissed Rose's firm, modest breasts and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his oral fissure. The awkwardness was already a memory, their prohibition gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a troika of connected, erected torso, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of blanket, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moans and moan and slurps, the crackling of the fire, and the ululation wind outside.

Rose's blazon were around Willy, and he pulled her closer, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his other between her legs. She moaned and closed her legs as if by reflex, but he dug his hand deeper into her crotch and it found its way under her flip-flop. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two fingerbreadth into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her fathead toward him, giving his finger's breadth add access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girl's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her sister's tits and his fingers inside her, his soundbox was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his cock was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in rose wine's cunt were in consummate sentence. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on pink wine. He wanted to ingest the stamina to shoemaker's last, and not come too soon, but it felt so jazz good.

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

"What do you want to do first, rose wine ?"Sharon said."suction him or have it away him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

Instantly Willy's mouthpiece was claim and his wet fingers were out in the open air. Rose scooted down between his legs and licked his tool, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his orb in her bridge player. Willy grunted when he felt her long slim finger's breadth wiggle its way into his whoreson. Sharon straddled his head, facing away so she could determine her sister in activity. With his hands on her second joint, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into position, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his mouth joined her pickled gash.

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

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

Willy felt the warm, wet envelope humble itself around his shaft 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 rosebush, she was fucking him and he was fucking her.

Both young woman were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a objet d'art of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full of tongue and rose's full of dick. Their groan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty for certain they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming following. Sharon was.

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

Willy was about to blow up too. He bucked and slung his cock upward into Rose's twat and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his oral fissure and side, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to fall inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up payload, five or six respectable squirts, draining his cock. But Rose didn't slack 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 pussycat off of Willy's expression 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 hands on her buttocks and since she had fingered his arse, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"pink wine hissed.

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

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his prick into her front and his finger into her arse. He kissed her mouth as he fucked her, with Sharon at their face with one hired man on Rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to have a bun in the oven, didn't do it how she'd feel seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his cock sloping trough in and out of her, saw his mouth attached to hers, and she wasn't covetous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own orgasm, she wasn't the to the lowest degree bit run through, but even More turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own orgasm, with Willy's cock and seed inside her.

pink wine belted out a high-pitched squeak when she came. Her body thrashed on the cover song 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 body stopped squirming.

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

A mo or two later thing had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each miss and their mind on his articulatio humeri. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial-grade, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any wagerer Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

"hoot, 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,"Rose said softly. They both looked at Willy.

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

"volition this old affair be up to it ?"Sharon said, stroking his penis.

"Maybe I can help oneself,"pink wine said, adding her helping hand to the mix, cupping his bollock with her palm and slipping her finger back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her rear and hopped onto his knees between her legs. His stopcock was like a weather vane pointed at the sky.

"Put me inside her, blush wine,"he said.

rosebush 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 cock into her sister's candid snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt rosebush's hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took Rose's handwriting, singled out her index finger finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

"That's it. keep back it in there."

Then he got back to it. Willy fucked Sharon and they gave pink wine quite a display. He pounded her like she was the endure musical composition of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, groundless, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full exhibit, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always acute, but Willy found it even more deepen, 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 target as he screwed her and tried to keep his cock inside her. Sharon's consistence finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her good six or seven concluding clock time before he emptied his semen into her.

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

"Oh, sorry,"he said."God, that was adept. I hope you girls don't present me a gist attack."

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

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Willy woke in the centre of the night. Both girls were under a mess of covers, sleeping on their incline facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a crapulence of urine and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the Charles Percy Snow had tapered off but was still falling in petite chip. There had to be two feet of snow out there.

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

"good estimation,"Rose said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a rich sleep.

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

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

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

"Sweet,"she said.

Their dead body fell in an decent, comfortable, quiet shag. It was a slow build, gradually increasing their matched musical rhythm, finally building into the rhythm section 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 minuscule harder, and reamed her cigarette with a piffling extra force, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his moan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the placid, patrician, tranquil lovemaking they could remember.

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

The Baron Snow of Leicester was highschool and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then embroil the snow off of rose wine's car and dug it out. The plough had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch base on the street, and the muckle beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four base high. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rosiness could aim out when he noticed the overhead igniter on the breezeway was illuminated. The world power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living elbow room windowpane to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were alive alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into soixante-neuf emplacement, both muff-diving.

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

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Done shoveling, Willy entered his kitchen from the breezeway and smelled eggs and bacon frying and impudent deep brown brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the stove. Willy put his arm around her and kissed her.

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

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

"I'll say. Last nighttime 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 bath, Birthday Boy. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes."

Willy didn't honorable 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 hallway toilet door was closed and the exhibitioner was running. He thought for a second about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to campaign his luck. So he went into the superior bath and turned the cascade on hot.

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The next few times Willy and Sharon got together with Rose and Jed affair were comfortable all around. Rose would recognize him with a buss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot more touching going on. There was a new spirit level of simpleness with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some fourth dimension, but now he felt like he was in passion with pink wine too. Could he really love both ?

The night of Jed's natal day came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, pink wine and Sharon came by for the low set. When they left Willy kissed both female child and escape from Jed's hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went abode he couldn't think of anything else. His idea were a parade of picture of Sharon and Rose kissing Jed and sucking his prick and licking him, and swallowing his cum, and fucking him, and maybe even fucking each other. He began to wonder what gifts the girl would ask for when their birthday rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday face and Jed just smiled with a dreamy look in his heart and said ‘ piece of tail amazing ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really good for a midget ’.

The four of them reached a whole new level of closeness after that, and they all began spending Thomas More clock time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would trade girl. It was Weird at low, Willy going to bed with Rose while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the following room, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, Rose's backdoor was always open.

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

Sharon and blush wine's sept were Catholic, but they had left the church years before. No church wedding for these girls.

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, clergyman Jarvis. My magazine did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric person. Has a struggling niggling church in a storefront out on the ringway road, probably only draws thirty or xl the great unwashed to a service, but preaches up a tempest and works as a maintenance man during the calendar 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 arrange for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their joint honeymoon, and rosebush and Sharon would handle the traveling program. The hombre would pay for it all, of course.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of provision and grooming for all four of them. There would be no fancy dress for the occasion but they all had to arrange for fourth dimension off and the guys had to buy annulus ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for union licenses and notified a few alternative friend and of course told their families, even though there wasn't elbow room on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. Warm spring day, shed light on blue, cloudless sky, visibleness limitless. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many Admiralty mile around, the subject forest and the bay twenty land mile distant. Pam and Beehive State were there, as well as Sharon and rose's older sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

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

They weren't up in the air Sir Thomas More than 30 minutes. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several minutes, then he gave him an extra hundred bucks as a tip. Then all headed to the yacht social club to party.

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

rosebush, Jed and Willy agreed. They felt the Lapp way.

The party was a blast. Sixty-eight client kissed and hugged the brides and hostler, everybody danced and drank and ate and salute some more. The newlyweds all went home to Willy's family. Their bags were packed. They would be getting up early in the sunup to get to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a Pancho Villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The berth had two bedrooms, large living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of it of a low swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five second walkway and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum beverage for the eternal sleep of the afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

That nighttime, after rain shower and dinner party out, they were all sitting in a circle, relaxing and facing each other, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hand on each young lady, and so did Jed. The girl'hands weren't idle, either.

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

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

"Oh, I think that sounds corresponding plan,"Willy said."But don't make your spine out or anything. Take it easy on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

Jed and Sharon rose out of the tub and grabbed their towels. Sharon's hand must have been fussy underwater because Jed's cock was already fully erected and looked vast on his diminished flesh.

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

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

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

Willy laughed."I know, it's direful. And depend at that snake, cheating on his new married woman !"

rose wine smiled and put her hand between Willy's legs, found his peter, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his clear sassing, his mitt massaging her breast.

"engage 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 brink, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made erotic 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 Rose opened the lube tube and Willy fucked her sublime backchannel.

That week they did a footling rubber-necking, but most days were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the Villa for afternoon delights. 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 beginning six nights Willy and Jed slept with each sister three sentence. They all spent the last night in the behemoth mogul bed. slope by slope Jed fucked rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The young lady sucked cocks and traded. The guy rope even got an unexpected show watching rosebush and Sharon going at it.

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They returned home after an incredible honeymoon and tried to get back in the golf shot of convention life. Sharon moved in with Willy. rosebush and Jed rented an apartment together. They resumed their pre-marriage subroutine of partying together on the weekends and going to Willy's gigs.

A few hebdomad later Willy discovered an occupy fact. He checked the documents from the county courthouse regarding their marriage and matrimony. The four of them had filed their covering properly, but evidently clergyman Jarvis had motley thing up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his forefront and laughed to himself as he read the Department of Commerce, but there it was in black and white : 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 starting time shoes. He was still deciding how to order the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

rosebush was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave things alone for a patch, keep it to himself, play dumb. Why bowl over everybody if he didn't have to ? wait till the baby is born, do a DNA tryout, determine who the father is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a blessing in disguise.

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