FARMER'S daughter

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

Willy had just made a joke, saying that Sharon and her baby Rose looked so much alike, if he were to come in over to their theatre in the dark he would take to kiss both of them to count on out who was who.

"We don't parcel 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 UT had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Sami dorm as entrant and struck up a friendly relationship almost immediately. They both possessed the same twisted sense of sense of humor and were both musicians and loved the Saami kinds of music. They roomed together for the unscathed four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism John R. Major and Utah studied computer science, but it was the music that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and freshwater bass and Mormon State played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very showtime night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the Saami tune and wrote some of their own and could extemporize 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 gigs on and off campus for extra money.

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

In accession to having an incredible endowment and aptitude for calculator and music, Utah was a homo encyclopedia of music trivia, especially careen and roll. There were several taproom near campus that featured deejays playing euphony and they would hold triviality contest where the correct solution earned disembarrass beer. The guys would go to these trivia nights and Utah would screw every ace reply and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take prospicient before Utah was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the answers to his buddies and they would all take round giving the correct resolution and get the free boozing. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in eating house, Browning automatic rifle and gild, and it provided a nice endorsement income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer software engineer in the city while Willy worked for a powder store in a townspeople about an time of day away. Being in two different towns gave them chance to book gigs over a wide area and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to spiel the same places too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music eve and weekends even better. The money was good and the fringe benefit were great : the women.

After a few years Utah got espouse and had tiddler, and Willy had drifted in and out of a duo extended relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Sat night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a minor township about a fifteen minute drive from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his travel for his day job and had managed to book of account the gig. It was a small room with a long L-shaped bar covering two stallion rampart, a few board, an orbit cleared for saltation and a tiny leg barely big enough for the two of them.

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

At the end of the bar closest to the stage were two Thomas Young noblewoman who were enjoying the show. Willy was the wittier one on stage and he noticed that they laughed at all his jocularity. Especially the slim brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their first base break. Their epithet were Sharon and Kim. Mormon State was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged business posting, but Willy was very draw to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's body, long and lean, with long dark, teased hair's-breadth and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in black, from her iron boot to her jeans to her skintight sweater. Her tits were mild, her ass was fine, and her nozzle was on the magnanimous side and a bit round-shouldered, but Willy thought that just made her more interesting. She sat on the bar stool with her stage apart and as Willy played he stared at her yummy crotch from the stage.

Willy started talking to them from the stage, including them in his backchat, and they laughed along. He sent them a beat of drinkable. During one of UT's solo numbers racket he sat next to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his following break talking to her as well.

Sharon was well-disposed, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good common sense of humor but was not extremely talkative, not flying to open up. She often answered doubt with doubtfulness. But Willy did ascertain out that she was xxv, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a registered nursemaid. She worked broad fourth dimension as a school nurse, and division time as a base health nurse.

Sometime during their hold up set the rain had stopped. Willy had gone to the restroom and then to the berth to verbalize to the owner. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

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

-- --

About an hour later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's livelihood room drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the shitty crew and the two girls, 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 seventies when ‘ On The road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the speakers. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a stone and roll account book he had on his shelf right there in his living room and had learned a small fact of trivia that he'd never known before.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed king of rock music and axial motion trivia. Did he really mean he would dispute him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their sac were full of cash from the gig.

"A hundred one dollar bill,"UT said.

"okey, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollar mark that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top forty hit for Canned Heat BEFORE ‘ On The Road Again ’. And I am saying the reverse, that ‘ Going Up The res publica'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The route Again ’. Right ?"

"Right."

"Okay, Utah, you are the trivia guru. The Big Cheese, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the bus, The Pick of the clique, The Cream of the harvest, The Swami, The King. Before I take your money, you must know that I would never bet against you on trivia unless I knew I was right, right ?"

"Right."

"You still wan na bet ?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Willy got up off the lounge and walked over to the bookcase not ten feet away. He picked up a book from the bottom shelf. It was an old, dogeared paper-back book titled ‘ The Billboard Book of Top Forty strike ’. He opened the Christian Bible and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in black and white : ‘ On The Road Again'debuted in the Top XL in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The Country'debuted in Dec later that year.

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

Utah's middle grew into round juicy saucers as he stared at the Thomas Nelson Page like a coney in the headlights. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the book with a flurry flavor on his face.

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

"I need another beer,"UT 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 girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her byplay card, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"O.K., undecomposed,"Willy said."Tell you what. Call Kim on Monday and get Sharon's speech sound routine from her for me. You do that for me and we'll vociferation it even."

"Really ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Me neither."

-- --

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

"Kim said Sharon likes you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to do to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a one hundred vaulting horse !"

"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 beaming for another reasonableness. He didn't really want to take Utah's money ; he had a wife and two Thomas Kid at home and could use the extra dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tues nighttime. She picked good 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 look his call. He said he wanted to ask for her routine Saturday night but she got away. She said you weren't quick enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. Well, I have your act now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was felicitous he had her routine, and she said yes, she was sword lily he had it.

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

"wellspring, UT had talked to Kim more, I was interested in you. And he had kept her stage business card. And, it's kind of a fishy story…"

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

"So, I won a hundred dollars, and Beehive State had set the total, and I tried to let him out of it but he insisted,"Willy continued."And I really didn't want to guide his money because he's a corking supporter and has a house to endure, so I told him if he called Kim and got your act for me we would visit it even."

"That was very serious-minded of you,"she said.

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other Night and would like to do Sir Thomas More of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone number cost me a 100 one dollar bill, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

-- --

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

Sharon didn't want Willy to foot her up at abode, and he was gladiola about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the reverse charge from where he was planning to take her for dinner party. She was loth to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his house was in a nice neighborhood and located in the midsection of a safe no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his menage for that first particular date, right on time and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the dress was effortless, and he had on a pair of Dockers and a photographic print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a gamy sleeveless jumpsuit with a zip fastener down the front line to her navel and blue pump. It showed off her crotch and hindquarters in a insidious way and Willy thought it was sexy as Hades. She had a minimal touch of eye physical composition and her lipstick and nail polish matched her brown middle and fuzz, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look great !"he said.

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

He also realized for the low gear meter how tall Sharon was. She'd been seated on a stool at the bar when they'd met so it came as a surprise.

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

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

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet grandiloquent and my last girlfriend was five-three. I'm tired of dating midgets."

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a 30 minutes drive to the eating house. Willy had planned it that way so they would have some time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed restrained and shy when they met, so he wanted to yield her time to loosen and get comfortable so their dinner party would be gratifying without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to work out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got easy she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a dark streak. They had a drinking at the bar before they were seated at their board. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many laughs. He could feel centre on them when they left the restaurant that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole movement back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a year younger, in a little house on the farm. The business firm was only about 75 yards from the theatre they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own property. Too near for quilt, she said. She also had an old babe and an older brother, both married. She worked sidereal day as a school day nurse for ten months of the class, and made house calls as a home health nanny part-time during the school year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the other night.

By the sentence they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could separate he wanted to fuck her, but when he asked if she wanted to total inside for a few min she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely fourth dimension but she had an early good morning group meeting with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that Rose would probably be waiting up for a full theme.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't pratfall into a mistake of too a great deal too soon and possibly ruin affair. So they said goodnight with their rim and spit. They made programme for a second appointment and Willy's dick felt like a fence situation when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their third gear appointment the candy kiss goodbye were getting longer and more acute. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the next time.

Willy had a Saturday night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht order. They would be playing in the lounge after the club held their annual installation of officeholder in the adjacent meeting hall. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wives and girlfriends and concubines got sot and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a friend, he would get them passes.

"What's the clothes codification ?"she asked.

"Come as you are. You always look mythologic. But you better not wear that blue jumpsuit. I may not be able to control myself. I might have to unzip the hoot thing."

When the night came the atmospheric condition was beautiful so the big glass doors of the lounge were wide afford and the guys were set up away on the covered deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the girls showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and elegant. And she was wearing the amobarbital sodium jumpsuit.

Willy pointed to a table to the right of the phase that he'd reserved for them. They were quickly waited on. Their beverage were arriving when Willy joined them at the mesa. 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 behave 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 nightspot phallus were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising inferno. Kim found herself a Panama hat 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 jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was clear down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was little cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

Willy was glad to study 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.

-- --

Willy pulled into his private road, Sharon right field behind. He locked the car and didn't even nark to unpack his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and house and into the kitchen. He never used his presence door.

Standing closely at the sideboard, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to drink. She said no, she was fine. Willy poured a meth of weewee and took a distich gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his subdivision around her. Her embrown eyes were big and round 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 sassing parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her lip. Her weapons system went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed late and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their last engagement and Sharon had felt Willy's custody on her breast and against her clammy genitals and she had held his hardened shaft through the cotton fiber of his bloomers. She'd wanted him then and almost yield, but Willy didn't force affair so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the Night, it was time to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her brains screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the helping hand through the dining elbow room and down the hall and into his chamber. He flipped on a lamp to its obtuse circumstance and turned to confront her. He ran his finger's breadth gently through her hair's-breadth and along her jaws and neck opening and shoulders.

"I think you are so hot,"he said, and kissed her. He traced his finger over the exposed material body from her shoulder joint to her chest."You need help oneself with this zipper ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her navel. He slid his deal under the shoulder of the suit and slipped them over her branch. The wooing fell to the floor and she was naked except for a black thong. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need help oneself with this slide fastener ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the force per unit area of his prick against the fabric of his gasp. There was no indigence for an answer.

He wore no swath. She unsnapped his pants and pulled his zip fastener down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his drawers. His cock sprung up, hard and hanker. It was self-aggrandising than other prick she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as a lot of a dickhead, but she wanted to suck this one.

"Sit down,"she said.

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

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

It felt big and affectionate in Sharon's back talk. She palmed his chunk 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 handwriting massaging her berm blades and she knew by his call of delight that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her forefront movements, floating up and down, and took her yearn ringlet in his script and pulled them back so he could better see her face. With his deal on the back of her head he held her, giving his peter a stationary object, and he fucked her open mouth. Swing after swing his putz delved deeper until pretty near the whole damn thing was in there.

"Lie back on the bed,"she said.

He was a soundly attender. He scooted back and lay on the bed and Sharon was instantly beside him, kissing his oral cavity and they did a thirty-second tongue suck while she held his swollen peter in her hand.

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

Her sassing went to his neck opening, to his shoulder joint, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his nipples and kissed his flat stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his balls, taking her time. Willy's sighs of pleasure outburst into moan of delectation when again she wrapped her oral cavity around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and Forth River with a ferine force, like she was trying to unfold a choked drain. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could observe her sweet, hungry rima oris at study. He was softly moaning and his organic structure was shifting with each of her bm. He swung his breakwater into her boldness as she sucked his dick and squeezed his mixed nuts.

Sharon felt his fist eddy in her hair, tweaking her headspring to the left field. She soon knew why. With a savage grunt his trunk shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missile were launched.

He came in a muscle spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jar. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his cock in deeper and his balls kissing her lips, and the hot hurry and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each spurt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her sassing from his cock. There was spermatozoon on her chin and the corner of her mouth.

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

"You bring out the just in me,"Willy said, and pulled her promontory toward his and buried his glossa into her mouth.

Their natural language swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked anatomy. He felt her breasts and pinched her hardy nipples, business firm and rubbery and set up. He kissed her neck opening and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his name when he flicked his lingua on her mamilla and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her finger's breadth on the back of his head.

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

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

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his other helping hand was like a mine carpet sweeper gliding over her streamlined upper berth trunk and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper organic structure 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 G-string and two of his finger's breadth entered her.

She was maudlin wet, her snatch a warm, succulent bite candid for business. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were bloom with her crotch. He yanked her thong aside and covered her put forward clit with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck piggy when he sucked her intumescent tool into his oral cavity. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the trigger on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each dip, the contrary applied force of her button being sucked outward and his fingers being jammed into her having the combined effect of driving her sylphlike eubstance 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 writhe as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his lip, and hot, like a jalapeno Sir Karl Raimund Popper.

He sucked harder, not letting go of it, and a third finger slipped into her juicy vagina and joined the poking party. Sharon's cunt clamped down around his fingers, and matched his gather 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 exempt paw under her fluttering ass and squeezed her impertinence in time with his sucking. Four or five more poking 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 long wooden leg swiveled around Willy's caput which was buried between her slickened second joint. Her release was not a trickle or a nebulizer, but an even flow rate of cum filling her pussy, surrounding Willy's digit and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his deal and between his sassing and onto the bed.

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

He started slowly, swinging his groin into hers, wanting to strike his clock 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 good,"she barked."Oh yeah, make out me."She wheezed loudly with every push.

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could feel her walls sucking his shaft as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every hefty plunge of their synchronise bodies. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a saddle trumpet to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a pie-eyed ass and there wasn't a lot of unloosen flesh hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a meretricious, high-pitched eek. He slipped a digit into her asshole for a more whole grip.

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

Willy covered her mouth with his and their tongues got back in the act. He licked her pinna and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to throw his body into hers and worked his peter and digit into her deepest points.

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

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

Willy stepped it up a nick. He threw his total torso weight behind each plunge, jamming his hammer and midway finger into her, nuts- and knuckle-deep. Sharon screamed again just as he began ejaculating into her.

Her coming was another trembling, twisty contortion of convulsing flesh. Screeching in glossa, arms and legs 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 proceed his tools fully inserted until at go 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 dead. Willy was awakened at around four-thirty in the morning. Sharon was getting dressed.

"What are you doing ?"he asked.

"I have to go."

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

Sharon came to the bed and sat.

"No, there's nothing wrong. In fact, everything is not bad. But if my car isn't in front of our bungalow 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 care them."She kissed him."Last night was wonderful."

"Will I see you again ?"

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

-- --

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

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 fortune she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a procedure where respective nights a week they would tear each early up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to enervation. 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 whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an beast. The quiet, shy ones were the spicy and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, pop miss 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 harlot in bed. She was a whore on the floor, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to have intercourse her in a corn field of view on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a brusk skirt to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a lot geological fault. Another time he said he wanted to roll in the hay her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very next way. And keeping Sharon unruffled wasn't easy.

Sharon would come in up to Willy at his gigs and whisper dirty things into his ear between Sung dynasty. ‘ Hurry up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to make out in my back talk ’, ‘ I want to lick your Lucille Ball ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. material like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to cover his hard-on. But Sharon turned the fishgig into parties, and would work a crowd. She'd bring admirer and invite multitude from her workplaces. And her baby Rose.

The first time Rose came to a gig Willy did a threefold return. From across the room she could get been Sharon's counterpart ; she was sexy in the same innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, rosiness looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that dark."If I came over to your star sign in the dark I'd have to be heedful not to kiss the wrong girl."

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

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

Rose said the take same Bible when Willy told her about his joke.

rose had the same foresightful brunette hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a match inch shorter than Sharon, but had the same lean trunk, humble breast and cute laughingstock. And her nozzle was straight. Her young man was a guy named Jed. He was blonde and compact, muscled but suddenly, a match inches curt than Rose. They hadn't been seeing each former for that long when Willy met them, but they were practiced together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and pink wine were already close, but became even closer when their fellow hit it off. Over the next few months Sharon and Willy and rose and Jed, aside from being at the gigs, would socialize often, going to company or terpsichore or just hanging out. The alchemy among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both couples had solid relationships and good sex lifetime. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a storm several times a week, but as Willy got to have sex Rose better he found himself more and more attracted to her, and he got the same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal glances at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, selfsame answer to his ‘ laugh ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One nighttime Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her head was resting on his shoulder joint 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 dear isn't it ? A sizeable sex life."

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

"That's not true,"Willy said."We go out with friends, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your jobs, I have my job and my euphony. Our sex is the cerise on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

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

"What things would you like to do ?"

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

"If there are things you would like to do, Sharon, please tell me. But I doubt it will modify the eating and the screw, 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 in home and fuck. I could take you to the opera, but we'd probably get something to eat and then come rest home and fuck. We can go on holiday, but we'd still end up eating and screw --."

"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 couplet weeks later they were again lying in bed post-coitus.

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

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

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

"Oh, please,"she bemoaned."seminal fluid on, tell me. What do you need ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm life-threatening. cerebrate !"

"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 blank on any form of material gift that he'd like to welcome. He was the type who when he wanted something, he went out and got it. But Sharon was persistent.

"There must be something…"she said.

"fountainhead, there is one matter that would burn out 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 loony, never mind."

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"Okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A ternary,"Willy said.

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

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

"A threesome ? Are you grievous ? 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 shock."My babe !"

"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 cleaning lady I've ever been with. That's not the point. You asked me a doubtfulness and I gave you an honest response. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. bury it, get me a necktie."

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

"Please, Sharon…"

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

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

"Aw, shag,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The next day she got up the nerve to secernate Rose. She was appalled when pink wine was not appalled. Rose was variety of flattered. Sharon was confused : number one she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her sister, and now finds out her Sister wouldn't psyche it either.

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

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

"You're serious !"

"Not if you're not into it. But if you are…Jed's birthday is next calendar month and we could kick in him the Lapp 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 work it come in honest for both of them. And we're sisters, we trust each early. We're all attracted to each early and get along well. So what the hell."

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

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

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

"You don't sound too sure."

"No, it's okay as long as you are comfortable doing it. Jed's in for a tempestuous drive ; he has no idea what you're like in bed. I hope you don't killing him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweetest things.

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Sat in February, but the state university had a big basketball secret plan on Friday night that they wanted to watch over on Willy's big filmdom. So they decided they would all get together to take in the game and afterwards Willy would get his birthday giving and by midnight he'd be in seventh heaven.

Willy came habitation from work that day loaded with beer, wine-coloured and a tray of delicatessen sandwiches and soups and salad. The temperature had dropped into the teens and it had started snowing in the late good afternoon. rosiness and Sharon would be coming to his star sign separately. Sharon had a plate health visit to make somewhere way out in God's country after she got off from her day job.

The Baron Snow of Leicester had gotten heavier and was beginning to sting. 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 knock-down gust of polar air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed snow off the shoulders of her coat and helped her out of it and hung it in the closet.

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

Willy poured blush wine a glass of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the living elbow room. He put on some music and rose sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a flak in the open fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the mickle was now covered with several inches of C and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an extra base visit to an aged couple. Willy heard the hint blowing external and through the window saw lightning flash in the distance. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow storm before.

Once the fervor was roaring it was fourth dimension to fill again their drinks. The number 1 ones had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the crapulence and joined Rose on the sofa. They were quiet for a moment, a piffling uptight. He thought back to the night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"pink wine, did Sharon ever tell you the tarradiddle of how I got her phone act ?"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 act. I was sitting right here later that night and Utah was in the chair and we made a bet about a piece of music trivia, and I won. A hundred buck. But Utah had gotten Kim's business card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's numeral for me, he could keep the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were dumb again for a short clock time as the music played softly. Then Willy spoke.

"But, do you make love what I've often thought of since I met you ?"

"What ?"

He cleared his throat."I've intellection 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 okay,"blush wine said, putting her helping hand on his arm."I'm glad you told me. I've had standardized intellection. 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 tell her, but she pulled it out of me,"he said."I knew it was sick 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 sole way I could justify it in my mind is if we give Jed the same birthday nowadays. I know he'll like the idea."

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

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

Rose's hand was still on Willy's arm and they had begun playing a little plot of footsie. He covered her hired hand 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."

rosebush shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her mitt between his legs as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their lips together. In a import those lip parted and their tongues got into the act. Their back talk loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her glossa. His penis morphed from a sarcoid mass into a rigid rod. Rose removed her hand.

"We in effect wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

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

Rose laughed."What about the basketball plot ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a heading on the place of her last call and there was a foot of snow already and no sign of it slowing. Her company was sending somebody with a four wheel private road to clean her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The cars looked like hulk snow pot. The Charles Percy Snow was lowering and blow out sideways in the jazz. Large icicles hung low off of the power blood line like stalactites and the conducting wire drooped from the weightiness.

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

Willy stared at the creese splitting the stern of her blue jean as she left the elbow room. He shook his head word in admiration and imagined pulling off her pants and licking it.

-- --

Willy was in the kitchen when blush wine returned. They nibbled on salad and soup and then each got another drink and went back to the living room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was secret plan clock time. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to celebrate his work force to himself.

The hint was howling outdoors, and the snow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more inch accumulated on the road surface.

About ten bit into the game the twinkle in the house flickered and the power went out.

"Oh jack !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out exterior, all the planetary house in sight were colored. The 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 flashlight and wax light and matches from the buttery. He lit a few wax light and placed them in versatile smudge around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

"This house 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 loo and brought out every comforter and cover and sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the living way. Then he went to the bedrooms and brought back every pillow.

"We're going to make a nice comfy cuddle for three,"he said.

headlamp shone through the painting window. They looked out and saw a landrover approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in battlefront of the star sign. They went out on the breezeway. The landrover couldn't turn of events into the drive, the plough had pushed all the blow from the road off to the English into a high bank. They watched Sharon climb over the banking company and slog through the drifting snow along the length of the driveway.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon needed a drink. They got potable and went into the living way. With the fervency and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in black, just like the night they'd met. shucks, she knows how to reverse me on, he thought. rosebush got busy laying out the blankets and quilts and pillows in front of the fireplace while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to ingest to mess around with the fire when the real firework started going off.

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

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

They made chit chat for a few minute. Then Rose asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the lady friend walked across the room and took a shopping bag out of the hall closet. Willy figured Sharon must have left it there the in conclusion time she was over.

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

Then they took the wax light and the bag into the bathroom.

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in nominal head of the fire and enjoying the crispy warmth on his cutis when the lav door reopened a few minutes later. He saw the standard candle first and watched as it came closer, the girls led by the flaccid incandescence. One of them put the taper on the table and then both knelt in front man of him.

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

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

He leaned his typeface to Sharon's and their lip parted as they touched and they shared an acute French people kiss for about twenty indorsement. Then he turned to Rose and they did the same affair. He was already aroused.

"Now you two,"he said softly.

"What ?"the girls replied in unison.

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

"Willy…"Sharon began.

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

rose looked at Sharon, whose eyes were stave and trepid. Rose smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her heading and emitted a nervous giggle.

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

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

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

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with delight as they tasted lingua with increased vigor. After maybe twenty sec their nous separated and they looked at each former with widely centre and embarrassed smiles.

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

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

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

pink wine and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed rosiness's vapourous wrapping and then blush wine returned the gesture. Then they were both bare except for black necklaces and matching black thongs.

"God, what a distich of hotties,"Willy said."Kiss rosiness's pap, Sharon. suction them."

"We're not gay woman, Willy,"she said.

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

Sharon hesitated but Rose didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's knocker in her hired man and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth several more times. Sharon moaned softly as her mamilla were sucked.

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

"Are you going to sit there all Nox and spotter ?"rosiness asked."When are you going to get out of those pants and articulation in ?"

"Right now,"he said. He started to unbutton his gasp 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, blush wine,"she said, then to Willy :"elevator your butt."

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

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's turncock into her mouth and started sucking like a starving calf, showing off a bit for her sister. develop watched her head bounce up and down and saw the unhurt tool ride in and out of her backtalk over and over.

Willy made eye contact with pink wine and reached for her. He took her paw 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 sofa. They kissed for some time with his prick sunk happily into Sharon's lip before Willy moved his mouthpiece to Rose's knocker and went to town.

He licked and kissed blush wine's house, modest white meat and her mammilla thickened and stiffened in his oral fissure. The stiffness was already a remembering, their suppression gone. It was as if they were in a pic acting out an oral ***********, a trio of connected, erect bodies, working together, squirming on the floor in a nest of covers, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of groan and groans and slurps, the crackling of the firing, and the howling flatus 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 leg. She moaned and closed her branch as if by reflex, but he dug his bridge player deeper into her crotch and it found its way under her lash. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two digit into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her fathead toward him, giving his fingers total access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shift of its own down below. With his rooster plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her sister's mamilla and his finger inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the piece of tail that his cock was doing in Sharon's sass and the fucking his finger were doing in Rose's pussy were in double-dyed prison term. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on rose wine. He wanted to take the stamina to final, and not arrive too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking Rose's left tit and sinking his finger's breadth deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his prick was no foresighted being sucked. Then he felt another helping hand on the binding of his straits ; it was Sharon's.

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

"Yes,"pink wine said.

Instantly Willy's sassing was titless and his soused finger's breadth were out in the out-of-doors air. Rose scooted down between his wooden leg and licked his hammer, then sucked it into her mouth.

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her hand. Willy grunted when he felt her tenacious slight finger wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his headspring, facing away so she could watch her sister in natural process. With his hands on her second joint, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into perspective, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his backtalk joined her pickled gash.

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

Sharon's kitty-cat juice seeped into his mouth and over his side as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt rosiness's mouth revoke his rooster, instant before he would sustain shot his load. But not for long.

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

Both girls were groaning and moaning in concordance, each with a spell of Willy inside them, and they pushed their twats into him, Sharon's full moon of clapper and Rose's full of cock. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming next. Sharon was.

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

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

He released a great, stored-up shipment, five or six good for you spurt, draining his cock. But pink wine didn't slow down at all. She continued to skid up and down on his spent, erected os, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her snatch off of Willy's nerve and he immediately reached for blush wine and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his paw on her buttocks and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a fingerbreadth up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into buns playing period, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to stick his prick up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite things. But rose wine seemed to be into it.

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

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't roll in the hay how she'd look seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his stopcock slide 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 depleted, but even more turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own coming, with Willy's cock and seed inside her.

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

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

A arcminute or two later on 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 slogan in the beer commercial-grade, ‘ It Doesn't Get Any Better Than This ’. That's how he felt at the moment.

"Damn, I'm not kidding,"Sharon said."I wasn't certain 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.

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

"Maybe I can help oneself,"Rose said, adding her manus to the mix, cupping his nuts with her palm and slipping her finger back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his knees between her legs. His cock was like a weather weathervane pointed at the sky.

"Put me inside her, rosebush,"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 babe's surface slit. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's helping hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rosiness's manus, singled out her index fingerbreadth and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

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

Then he got back to it. Willy fucked Sharon and they gave Rose quite a show. He pounded her like she was the last while of ass he'd get before heading off to war. Raunchy, loud, wild, whore-in-bed Sharon was on full display, squealing and screeching and quaking. Fucking Sharon was always acute, but Willy found it even more heightened, almost intoxicating, fucking her with Rose's fingerbreadth 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 consistence was in tremors and became a moving prey as he screwed her and tried to keep his cock inside her. Sharon's dead body finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a furuncle and he slammed her trade good six or seven final times before he emptied his semen into her.

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

"Oh, sorry,"he said."God, that was secure. 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 heart of the night. Both daughter were under a raft of cover charge, sleeping on their side facing away from him. Power was still out. He got up to get a drunkenness of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the windowpane. The wind had abated and the C had tapered off but was still falling in diminutive flakes. There had to be two feet of snow out there.

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

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

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

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

Willy kissed her and rosebush didn't wait back. Her mouth opened and accepted his lingua and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's bridge player went between her legs and entered her pussy which became wet with his tinge. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard dick with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his cock into her.

"sugariness,"she said.

Their dead body fell in an nice, easy, tranquillity screwing. It was a slowly shape, gradually increasing their matched rhythm method, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his fingerbreadth 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 short harder, and reamed her butt with a niggling surplus force, and they came almost simultaneously, and rose wine murmured her pleasance and Willy stifled his groan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the muted, gentlest, fluid lovemaking they could remember.

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

The snow was gamy and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then span the coke 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 groundwork on the street, and the slew beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four infantry high. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that blush wine could drive out when he noticed the overhead light on the breezeway was illuminated. The ability was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living room window to see if the little girl were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their trunk were locked into sixty-nine posture, 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 newly coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the kitchen range. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

"Happy natal day,"she said, and handed him a hanker, flatbed box.

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

"Thank you,"he said.

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

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

"Go get a shower, natal day Boy. Breakfast will be cook 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 hallway bathroom door was closed and the shower was running. He thought for a endorse about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to labor his chance. So he went into the master tub and turned the shower on hot.

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The future few times Willy and Sharon got together with pink wine and Jed affair were comfortable all around. rose wine would recognise him with a buss and there was a lot of laugh and a lot more touching going on. There was a new level of informality with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in passion with rosebush too. Could he really love both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both miss and shook Jed's hand and told him to bear fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's mind stayed occupied through the gig but when he went plate he couldn't think of anything else. His persuasion were a parade of trope 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 early. He began to inquire what gifts the daughter would ask for when their birthdays rolled around.

Willy later asked Jed how he'd liked his birthday present and Jed just smiled with a dreamy face in his eyes and said ‘ Fucking flummox ’. 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 storey of liaison after that, and they all began spending Thomas More fourth dimension together. About once a calendar month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would swap lady friend. It was Weird at first, Willy going to bed with Rose while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the future room, but it happened and was accepted and after a while, expected. And yes, rose's back door was always open.

The subject of matrimony had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and blush wine, and eventually became a issue of word for all four of them. How about a duplicate wedding ?

Sharon and rosebush's syndicate were Catholic, but they had left the Christian church years before. No church wedding for these girls.

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My cartridge holder did a feature a few month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but kind of eccentric. Has a struggling petty church service in a storefront out on the ringway road, probably only draws thirty or forty people to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a maintenance man during the week. I'm sure he could use the money."

Just like that it was decided that Jarvis was their man. Willy would lease the minister, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a calendar month away and decided where they would go for their articulate honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would treat the travelling plans. The guy would pay for it all, of course.

The side by side few calendar week were a whirlwind of planning and preparation for all four of them. There would be no phantasy dress for the occasion but they all had to coif for time off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for wedding licence and notified a few choice Friend and of course told their kinsfolk, even though there wasn't room on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. affectionate fountain day, well-defined blue, cloudless sky, visibility straight-out. At about 2000 foundation altitude they could see for many statute mile around, the subject forest and the bay twenty land mile distant. Pam and Utah 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 about of the time. The gang fit. When it came metre to kiss the brides, they all hugged, and both girl kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air Thomas More than thirty 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 one C bucks as a pourboire. Then all headed to the Yacht Club to political party.

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

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

The company was a bam. 68 guests kissed and hugged the brides and stableboy, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The newlyweds all went plate to Willy's star sign. Their bagful were packed. They would be getting up early in the morning to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The space had two sleeping accommodation, big living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of it of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five moment walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinks for the residual of the afternoon, and messed around a footling in the sand.

That night, after shower and dinner party out, they were all sitting in a circle, relaxing and facing each former, naked in the Jacuzzi, boy-girl-boy-girl. Willy had a hand on each female child, and so did Jed. The girls'hands weren't idle, either.

"Willy, do you take care if I borrow your married woman 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 plan,"Willy said."But don't cast off your backbone out or anything. remove it comfortable 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 engaged underwater because Jed's turncock was already fully erected and looked huge on his minuscule frame.

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

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

"What a slut my sister is,"rose said."Only hook up with two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

Willy laughed."I know, it's terrible. And calculate at that ophidian, cheating on his new married woman !"

Rose smiled and put her hand between Willy's peg, found his putz, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open mouth, his hand massaging her breast.

"take away 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 doorstep, so to talk. He threw her onto the bed, and they made sexual 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 lofty backchannel.

That week they did a footling sightseeing, but most Clarence Day were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon pleasure. They ate their dinner party out. They'd come back from dinner party and get bare and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The starting time six nighttime Willy and Jed slept with each Sister three times. They all spent the last dark in the giant world-beater bed. face by side Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The young woman sucked putz and traded. The guys even got an unexpected show watching blush wine and Sharon going at it.

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

A few weeks later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the documents from the county courthouse regarding their wedding party and marriages. The four of them had filed their covering properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had mixed things up when he did the transcription paperwork.

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

He shook his head teacher and laughed to himself as he read the docs, but there it was in black and Stanford White : Willy was now legally married to rosebush, and Sharon was legally married to Jed.

He was not looking forward to telling the others about the screw-up. He was the one who had recommended Jarvis in the first gear berth. He was still deciding how to differentiate the others when they all received another small-arm of surprise news.

blush wine was pregnant.

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

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