FARMER'S daughter

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

Willy had just made a gag, saying that Sharon and her babe Rose looked so lots alike, if he were to come over to their house in the dark he would have to kiss both of them to figure out who was who.

"We don't share our men !"rosiness 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 Utah had met while in college at a university in Virginia. They were both assigned to the Lapplander student residence as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the like twisted gumption of humor and were both instrumentalist and loved the Saami sort of music. They roomed together for the completely four years and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and UT studied computer science, but it was the euphony that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very first nighttime they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the Saame melodic line and wrote some of their own and could ad-lib together and toy off of one another as if they'd been playing together for days. It was instant karma. It didn't take farsighted before they started hustling fishgig on and off campus for supernumerary money.

Utah was not his literal gens ; his really name was Ron, and that's what everybody called him at first. He was from New Orleans, and grew up on malarkey and blues. But one nighttime a bunch of guys 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 Utah Jazz used to be the New Orleans malarky 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 twelvemonth he was introduced as UT and many people he knew never even learned his real name.

In addition to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computers and music, Mormon State was a homo encyclopedia of music trivia, especially rock candy and bun. There were respective bars near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would hold small beer contests where the correct solution earned innocent beer. The cat would go to these trivia night and Beehive State would know every single response and they'd drink all nighttime for free. It didn't take long before Beehive State was banned from the competition. But then he would just whisper the solution to his buddies and they would all get bend giving the chasten reply and get the free drinks. Eventually Beehive State and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing euphony as a duo in restaurants, measure and clubs, and it provided a nice second income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a Ithiel Town about an hour away. Being in two different town gave them opportunity to volume spear over a wide area and be a piddling choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to act as the Lapp places too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing music evenings and weekends even better. The money was trade good and the outer boundary benefits were groovy : the women.

After a few years Utah got get hitched with and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a pair exsert relationships, so they had limited their gigs mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their tardy twenties.

One Sabbatum night they were playing at a billet called Murph's, a pub in a belittled Town about a fifteen moment driving force from Willy's firm. Willy had met the proprietor during his locomotion for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a pocket-size way with a tenacious L-shaped bar covering two stallion walls, a few table, an area cleared for saltation 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 condition turned worse, with the rain pouring in torrent and scattered thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight hoi polloi 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 weather and the crowd.

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

They walked over and talked to them during their firstly break. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Mormon State was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged business cards, but Willy was very appeal to Sharon.

Sharon had a fashion model's consistence, foresightful and lean, with tenacious dark, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in blackness, from her the boot to her dungaree to her skintight sweater. Her tits were small-scale, her ass was ticket, and her nose was on the large slope and a bit crooked, but Willy thought that just made her more interest. She sat on the bar stool with her legs apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious genitalia from the stagecoach.

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

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy grin and a good sense of witticism but was not extremely talkative, not quick to unfold up. She often answered questions with questions. But Willy did observe out that she was twenty-five, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college alumnus and a file nurse. She worked fully clip as a schooling nursemaid, and part time as a domicile health nurse.

Sometime during their endure set the rainfall had stopped. Willy had gone to the restroom and then to the spot to talk to the owner. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

‘ diddly-squat ’, Willy said to himself. He hadn't gotten Sharon's telephone number. And he didn't even know her utmost name.

-- --

About an hr later Willy and Utah were chilling in Willy's bread and butter room drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the lousy gang and the two girl, and Willy lamented about missing the probability to get Sharon's phone number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock call from the sixties and LXX when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the verbalizer. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and pealing book he had on his shelf right there in his living way and had learned a pocket-size fact of triviality that he'd never known before.

"You know something that I never knew until recently, Utah ?"Willy said."That ‘ On The road Again'was a top XL hit for Canned passion before ‘ Going Up The rural area ’.

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

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. Utah was the undisputed king of careen and peal triviality. Did he really think he would challenge him if he didn't know he was right ?

"Wan na bet ?"Willy said.

"Sure."

"How much ?"Their air pocket were good of cash from the gig.

"A C dollars,"Utah said.

"Okay, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollar sign that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a a top XL hit for Canned Heat BEFORE ‘ On The road Again ’. And I am saying the opposition, that ‘ Going Up The rural area'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. Right ?"

"Right."

"Okay, Utah, you are the trivia Guru. The Big high mallow, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The Pick of the pack, The Cream of the Crop, The Swami, The Martin Luther King Jr.. Before I take your money, you must know that I would never bet against you on trivia unless I knew I was right, right ?"

"Right."

"You still wan na bet ?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Willy got up off the sofa and walked over to the bookcase not ten human foot away. He picked up a account book from the bottomland shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The billboard Holy Scripture of Top forty Hits ’. He opened the playscript and found what he was looking for on page 72. There it was in contraband and white : ‘ On The Road Again'debuted in the Top XL in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The area'debuted in December later that year.

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

Utah's centre grew into bout profane 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 bemused look on his face.

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

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

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

UT 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 interrogative sentence. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her business carte, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

"OK, undecomposed,"Willy said."Tell you what. Call Kim on Monday and get Sharon's phone number from her for me. You do that for me and we'll claim it even."

"Really ?"

"Yeah, really. I was going to ask her for her identification number but they left before I got around to it. You can help 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 least get her last name so I can look her up. Turn on the charm."

"O.K.. 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 the likes of you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to fare to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a hundred bucks !"

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

Willy was glad to get Sharon's act, but he was also sword lily for another reason. He didn't really want to strike Mormon State's money ; he had a wife and two nestling at home and could use the duplicate dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tues night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was family. She said this is Sharon. He asked if she knew who it was calling. She said she thought so. He said this is Willy. She said she knew that, Kim told her to expect his call. He said he wanted to ask for her number Saturday dark 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 number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was well-chosen he had her number, and she said yes, she was glad he had it.

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

"fountainhead, Beehive State had talked to Kim more, I was interest in you. And he had kept her business card. And, it's variety of a comical story…"

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

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

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

"Yes, it was, I'm a thoughtful guy, an unbelievable guy in fact, thanks for noticing. And very small-scale too."

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other nighttime and would like to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your headphone number toll me a hundred bucks, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

-- --

Sharon lived on the household farm in a two sleeping room bungalow she shared with her sister rosiness. It used to menage farm actor but the sisters had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to pick her up at abode, and he was gladiola about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the opposite counsel from where he was planning to occupy her for dinner party. She was reluctant to meet him at his house…she was raised to be cautious…but then agreed. Willy convinced her that his business firm was in a gracious neighborhood and located in the middle of a safe no-axe murderer zone.

So Sharon came to his firm for that kickoff date, right on prison term and she looked large, as expected. Willy had said the dress was casual, and he had on a pair of Dockers and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jumpsuit with a zipper down the battlefront to her navel and blue pumps. It showed off her crotch and butt joint in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as sin. She had a minimum touch of eye makeup and her lip rouge and nail Polish matched her Robert Brown eyes and whisker, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look capital !"he said.

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

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

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

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

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

Sharon burst out laughing and the ice was broken. It was a 30 minutes driving to the eating house. Willy had planned it that way so they would cause some clock time to talk and get acquainted. She had seemed quiet and shy when they met, so he wanted to give her clip to relax and get well-fixed so their dinner would be gratifying without being awkward or forced.

It seemed to work out perfectly. Willy found out that when Sharon got comfortable she was not necessarily quiet or shy anymore, but had a lot to say and could talk up a blue streak. They had a drink at the bar before they were seated at their table. The conversation flowed throughout dinner and they shared many jest. He could feel eyes on them when they left the eatery that night.

Sharon talked almost the whole driving force back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her baby rose, who was a twelvemonth younger, in a piffling house on the farm. The mansion was only about seventy-five yards from the house they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too close for puff, she said. She also had an previous sister and an older Brother, both married. She worked days as a school day nanny for ten calendar month of the yr, and made theatre calls as a household wellness nurse part-time during the schooltime year and full-time in the summertime. She liked running, tennis and medicine, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the former night.

By the clock time they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to fuck him, and she could tell he wanted to bang her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few minutes she politely demurred. She said she had had a lovely prison term but she had an early on morning meeting with her supervisor, and with a chuckle added that rosiness would probably be waiting up for a full report card.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the best of him and he wouldn't blunder into a misapprehension of too a good deal too soon and possibly ruin things. So they said goodnight with their lips and tongues. They made plans for a second date and Willy's prick felt like a fencing office when he walked into his house.

-- --

After their third day of the month the kisses goodbye were getting recollective and more acute. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sack the adjacent time.

Willy had a Sat Night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the waiting room after the golf club held their yearbook facility of officers in the adjacent meeting anteroom. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the sailors and their wives and girlfriends and concubines got drunk and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a friend, he would get them passes.

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

"ejaculate as you are. You always look mythological. But you better not wear that gamy jumpsuit. I may not be able to control myself. I might experience to unzip the damn thing."

When the night came the atmospheric condition was beautiful so the big glass doorway of the sofa were panoptic out-of-doors and the bozo were set up outside on the comprehend deck. They were nearing the end of their first set when the female child showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and elegant. And she was wearing the blue jumpsuit.

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

"You are pretty brave to wear that jumpsuit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be 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 night club appendage were all buzzed, singing and saltation and generally raising nether region. Kim found herself a crewman to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

Over the course of the even Willy noticed that the zip on the front of Sharon's jumpsuit was inching its way down. It was open down to her tits. Her tits were not large, so there was little cleavage. There was also no bra.

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

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

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

-- --

Willy pulled into his driveway, Sharon rightfield bottom. He locked the car and didn't even pain in the ass to take out his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and theater and into the kitchen. He never used his face door.

Standing closely at the counter, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to drink. She said no, she was delicately. Willy poured a glass of body of water and took a pair gulps.

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

He inched closer and put his blazonry around her. Her Brown University eyes were big and rung and stared into his.

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

He put his mouth to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his tongue into her mouth. Her arms went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and firmly. They had made out heavily at the end of their final stage escort and Sharon had felt Willy's work force on her breasts and against her clammy crotch and she had held his hardened shaft through the cotton of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost yield, but Willy didn't violence things so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the dark, it was time to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her learning ability screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the hand through the dining room and down the entrance hall and into his chamber. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest setting and turned to face her. He ran his fingers gently through her tomentum 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 figure from her shoulder to her chest."You need help with this zip fastener ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her navel. He slid his hands under the articulatio humeri of the suit and slipped them over her arms. The case fell to the floor and she was naked except for a dark flip-flop. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need serve with this zipper ?"Sharon said, putting her handwriting down there, feeling the pressure of his cock against the fabric of his drawers. There was no motive for an answer.

He wore no rap. She unsnapped his pants and pulled his zipper down. Willy tossed his shirt aside as she pushed down his pants. His shaft sprung up, hard and long. It was magnanimous than other dick she'd had experience with. She'd never thought of herself as often of a cocksucker, 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 flesh of foreplay, kissing and fondling and working his way around her exquisite soundbox 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 concern about the ordering of things.

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

Willy watched her fountainhead bowel movement, floating up and down, and took her farsighted ignition lock in his mitt and pulled them back so he could ameliorate see her face. With his hands on the spine of her head he held her, giving his prick a stationary object, and he fucked her open mouthpiece. 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 tongue suck while she held his puff up tool in her helping hand.

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

Her backtalk went to his neck, to his shoulders, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his teat and kissed his flat stomach. His cock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its distance and sucked on his globe, taking her sentence. Willy's sighs of pleasure burst into groans of pleasure when again she wrapped her mouth around his putz and sucked.

She sucked harder this time, back and forth with a feral force, like she was trying to open a choke off drain. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could observe her confection, hungry lip at work. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her move. He swung his groin into her face as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his assorted nuts.

Sharon felt his clenched fist twist in her hair's-breadth, tweaking her head teacher to the left. She soon knew why. With a furious grunt his body shook and his ass rose up off of the mattress and his missiles were launched.

He came in a cramp, and Sharon moaned when she received one final jounce. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his dick in deeper and his Ball kissing her back talk, and the hot bang and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each squirt and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his galvanising organ until it was completely out of juice.

She removed her mouth from his pecker. There was sperm on her chin 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 pass toward his and buried his tongue into her mouth.

Their natural language swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked build. He felt her breasts and pinched her hardy nipples, firm and rubbery and gear up. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe. She sighed and voiced his gens when he flicked his tongue on her teat and sucked them into his mouth. He felt her finger 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 near in me,"she said.

He went back to his tit-sucking. He had one arm around her and his former mitt was like a mine sweeper gliding over her sleek upper torso and working its way Confederate States. Sharon was breathing heavily and her upper body was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled pap, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hired man slip under her thong and two of his fingers entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel out-of-doors for business. Willy's lips slowly kissed their way downward until they were flush with her crotch. He yanked her thong aside and covered her aroused button with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a cleave shoat when he sucked her turgid creature into his mouth. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the initiation on a burp gun. Instantly she was humping his boldness as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the contrary use forces of her clit being sucked outward and his fingerbreadth being jammed into her having the merge upshot of driving her sylphlike torso over the frenzied edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windows were closed so none of the neighbour would call the bull. Her trunk continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his rima oris, and hot, like a jalapeno popper.

He sucked harder, not letting go of it, and a tierce finger slipped into her juicy vagina and joined the poking political party. Sharon's slit clamped down around his fingers, and matched his tuck 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 hand under her dart ass and squeezed her boldness in time with his sucking. Four or five more knife thrust was all it took.

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

She came like a barrel tipping over. Her torso twisted and her ass bucked and her long legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her release was not a trickle or a spray, but an even flow of cum filling her snatch, surrounding Willy's finger and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his brim and onto the bed.

When Sharon's consistency finally stopped gyrating, Willy unclasped his rim from her glans and wasted no clip getting into position. It was clock time to fuck. His prick felt like a half-smoke that had been left on the grillwork too long and was cook to break up. He moved atop her and was pleased with how easily his puff up member slipped inside her. Her greasy puss welcomed him and he felt her warm, wet paries tighten snugly around him, as if to marinate his meat.

He started slowly, swinging his breakwater into hers, wanting to withdraw his fourth dimension. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the tread, slinging her genital organ into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

"Ooh, that smell good,"she barked."Oh yeah, piece of tail me."She wheezed loudly with every push.

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could feel her wall sucking his peter as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every hefty dip of their synced dead body. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a charge cornet to hang up onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a tight ass and there wasn't a lot of loose chassis hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her fissure, spreading her, which elicited a loud, high-pitched eek. He slipped a finger into her arsehole for a more firm grip.

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

Willy covered her mouth with his and their spit got back in the act. He licked her pinna and chewed her lobes and sucked her neck as he continued to bewilder his body into hers and worked his cock and finger into her cryptic points.

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger up her butt. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her pussycat from the battlefront. 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 bull,"she said, short of breath."I'm going to come again."

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

Her coming was another palpitation, twisting crookedness of convulsing flesh. Screeching in tongues, subdivision and wooden leg jerking this way and that, and cum flowing outward, washing the rooster inside her and puddling on the bed. Willy held her tight to still her and kept his tool fully inserted until at last her body rested.

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

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'weapons system, and slept like the all in. 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 cipher wrong. In fact, everything is great. But if my car isn't in battlefront of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will worry that something happened to me. I don't want to worry them."She kissed him."Last night was wonderful."

"volition I see you again ?"

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

-- --

So, Willy's sex life sentence 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 luck she got.

They were both instantly hooked. They soon had a routine where several night a week they would tear each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to exhaustion. They'd eternal rest. 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 hushed, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an creature. The quieten, shy ones were the raging and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, pop young woman he'd known often played games and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the discharge. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a whore on the story, on the sofa, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower, you name it. She would hump anywhere. One time Willy joked that he wanted to roll in the hay her in a corn whisky playing area on the sept farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short-change skirt to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a striation break. Another metre he said he wanted to fuck her in her parents'house while they slept ; they did that too, in the very following room. And keeping Sharon tranquillise wasn't easy.

Sharon would fare up to Willy at his gigs and voicelessness dirty things into his ear between songs. ‘ Hurry up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to occur in my backtalk ’, ‘ I want to lick your balls ’, ‘ I want to sit on your face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was glad he had a guitar to hide his hard-on. But Sharon turned the gigs into parties, and would bring a crowd. She'd bring Friend and pay for masses from her workplace. And her Sister Rose.

The first gear clock time Rose came to a gig Willy did a dual take. From across the room she could take been Sharon's twin ; she was sexy in the same innocent farm-bred way that Sharon was.

"God, Rose looks just like you, Sharon !"Willy said, later that nighttime."If I came over to your house in the dark I'd have to be careful not to buss the improper girl."

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

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

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

rosebush had the same long brunette haircloth, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inch unretentive than Sharon, but had the same lean torso, modest titmouse and cute cigaret. And her nozzle was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and concordat, muscled but short, a couple inches brusk than rose wine. They hadn't been seeing each early for that long when Willy met them, but they were right together, and they loved to party and dance.

Sharon and Rose were already penny-pinching, but became even closer when their boyfriends 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 parties or saltation or just hanging out. The chemical science among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both couples had solid relationships and good sex lives. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a violent storm several clip a workweek, but as Willy got to know Rose better he found himself Thomas More and more attracted to her, and he got the same kind of vibe off of her. He would often steal glance at her, and vice versa. But he knew by their firm, identical replies to his ‘ joke ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

One Night Sharon and Willy were lying in bed after having sex. Her header 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 undecomposed isn't it ? A healthy sex life."

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

"That's not dead on target,"Willy said."We go out with Quaker, 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 red 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 wish to do ?"

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

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

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

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

-- --

A couple hebdomad 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, goose egg 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."seminal fluid on, tell me. What do you want ?"

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"cum on, Willy, I'm unplayful. remember !"

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

"There must be something…"she said.

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

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

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

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

Willy took a deep breathing space."You really want to sleep together ?"

"William 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 trey. In bed. There, I said it."

"A threesome ? Are you grave ? 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 blow."My sister !"

"Well, you asked me."

"We don't portion 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 point. You asked me a interrogative and I gave you an honest reply. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. Forget it, get me a necktie."

Willy tried to put his weapon 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 jean."Men, ugh. I can't believe you want to fuck my sister !"She put her shirt on and carried her shoes in her hand and walked out.

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

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

The future day she got up the nervus to tell apart blush wine. She was appalled when rose wine was not appalled. rosebush was kind of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her young man wants to have a go at it her sister, and now finds out her sis wouldn't mind it either.

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

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

"You're serious !"

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

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

"Sure, why not ?"pink wine 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 come truthful for both of them. And we're sister, we trust each early. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

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

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

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

-- --

Willy waited a span days to call Sharon. He wanted her to birth time to cool down off. He had his apologia 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 judgment ?"

"I spoke to rose. She's O.K. with it, but Jed's birthday is following month and she wants to give the Saame 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 well-fixed doing it. Jed's in for a raging ride ; he has no musical theme 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 Saturday in February, but the province university had a big basketball game on Friday Nox that they wanted to check on Willy's big CRT screen. So they decided they would all get together to watch the game and afterwards Willy would get his birthday gift and by midnight he'd be in 7th heaven.

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

The Charles Percy Snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stay. The weather forecast was calling for a Major winter tempest. Rose arrived at a piddling after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a hefty gust of icy air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed bamboozle off the berm of her coat and helped her out of it and fall it in the closet.

She looked big. She wore tight jeans and a contraband sweater ; her thighs and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in denim and the neckline of the sweater dipped toward her bosom, showing her bare skin and a fit blacken necklace. Willy's penis was already perking up.

Willy poured Rose a crank of wine and got a beer for himself and they went into the aliveness way. He put on some music and Rose sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a flak in the fireplace. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that sunrise and he was beaming he did ; the cumulus was now covered with several inches of snow and the Charles Percy Snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an extra home plate sojourn to an elderly couple. Willy heard the air current blowing outdoors and through the window saw lightning fanfare in the length. He couldn't recall seeing lightning in a snow violent storm before.

Once the fire was roaring it was time to refill their deglutition. The first gear ones had gone down quick and easy. Willy retrieved the boozing and joined rose on the couch. They were quiet for a instant, a little uptight. He thought back to the nighttime he'd made his bet with Utah.

"blush wine, did Sharon ever tell you the story of how I got her phone number ?"Willy said.

"No, I don't think so,"she replied.

"I met Sharon at a gig at Murph's, but she left before I could get her number. I was sitting right here later that dark and Utah was in the chairman and we made a bet about a piece of music trivium, and I won. A hundred dollar mark. But Utah had gotten Kim's business circuit card, so I told him if he'd outcry Kim and get Sharon's number for me, he could keep the money."

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

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were mum again for a scant time as the euphony played softly. Then Willy spoke.

"But, do you sleep together 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."

rosebush stared at her wineglass and twirled the stalk in her fingers.

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

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

"Did it 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 dotty 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 entirely way I could justify 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 tell Sharon, you're both hot, any guy in his right field intellect would want both of you. And the first metre 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 hand with his.

"May I kiss you ?"Willy asked.

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

"Just a kiss."

Rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

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

"We better wait,"she said.

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

"It's not your everyday birthday gift."

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

Rose laughed."What about the hoops game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a trend on the dimension of her last call and there was a metrical foot of snow already and no house of it slowing. Her company was sending somebody with a four wheel crusade to pick her up and drive her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The automobile looked like giant snow pot. The Charles Percy Snow was heavy and blowing sideways in the wind. large icicles hung low off of the office short letter like stalactites and the wires drooped from the weight.

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

Willy stared at the crease splitting the hind end of her denim 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 drink and went back to the bread and butter elbow room. The music was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game time. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to retain his hands to himself.

The wind was howling outside, and the Baron Snow of Leicester was piling up. The plow 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 game the lights in the house flickered and the baron went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the windowpane. Although it was a white-out outside, all the mansion in mass were nighttime. The bloodline were down. He could see Muriel Sarah Spark popping out of a transformer on a terminal a few houses down from his.

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

He gathered a flashlight and candles and matches from the buttery. He lit a few candles and placed them in various fleck around the room. He added more forest to the hearth.

"This house has electric automobile heating plant. It's going to get cold tonight. I think we'll all be sleeping here by the flack,"Willy said.

He went to the linen paper closet and brought out every quilt and cover and sheet and comforter he had and brought them into the aliveness room. Then he went to the sleeping room and brought back every pillow.

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

headlight shone through the picture window. They looked out and saw a jeep coming, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in forepart of the house. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't tour into the drive, the plow had pushed all the snow from the road off to the side into a richly bank. They watched Sharon climb over the bank and slog through the drifting snow along the distance of the private road.

"Goddamn it's frigidness !"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 landrover 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 crapulence and went into the living room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in melanise, just like the Night they'd met. Damn, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. Rose got busy laying out the blankets and quilts and pillows in front of the hearth while Willy stoked the fire and added another log. He didn't want to throw to mess up around with the ardor when the tangible fireworks started going off.

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

"No electricity, no biz to view,"Willy said."We were just waiting on you."

They made chit chat for a few minutes. Then rose wine asked Sharon if she was ready, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candle and the girls walked across the elbow room and took a shopping bag out of the hallway closet. Willy project Sharon must suffer left it there the hold up time she was over.

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

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

-- --

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

If he didn't know better, he could have sworn he was seeing dual. rose wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, low-cut, blackamoor lacing negligees and Shirley Temple necklaces.

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

He leaned his face to Sharon's and their lips parted as they touched and they shared an intense French kiss for about twenty seconds. Then he turned to Rose and they did the same thing. 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 threesome, not a two-plus-onesome."

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

They hesitated, but then rose wine shrugged her shoulder, leaned forward, stuck her head out and puckered her backtalk. Sharon leaned in and planted a treat spate on blush wine's lips.

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

He put hands on the rachis of their top dog and slowly pushed them together until their brim were touching.

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

They started slowly, but soon their oral cavity opened and they kissed with more strength, and Willy watched with pleasure as they tasted clapper with increase dynamism. After maybe twenty seconds their heads separated and they looked at each former with all-embracing middle and embarrassed smiles.

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

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

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

rosebush and Sharon smirked at him but they did what he asked. He watched as Sharon removed rosiness's diaphanous wrap and then Rose returned the gesture. Then they were both naked except for Shirley Temple Black necklaces and matching black thongs.

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

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

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

Sharon hesitated but rose wine didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's breasts in her paw and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forward several to a greater extent times. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

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

"Are you going to sit there all night and sentry ?"Rose asked."When are you going to get out of those pants and join in ?"

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

"Wait, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

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

"Not bad, huh ?"Sharon said to rosebush, taking the stopcock in her hand.

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's peter into her lip and started sucking like a starved calf, showing off a bit for her sister. originate watched her principal bounce up and down and saw the unscathed turncock drive in and out of her sass over and over.

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

He licked and kissed Rose's firm, small-scale breasts and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his mouth. The awkwardness was already a retention, their inhibition gone. It was as if they were in a motion-picture show acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, erected consistence, 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 flame, and the howling wind outside.

rose wine's arms were around Willy, and he pulled her finisher, and with one hand behind her back, he slipped his early between her legs. She moaned and closed her legs as if by reflex action, but he dug his hired man deeper into her crotch and it found its way under her flip-flop. She was wet and moaned louder when he slid two fingers into her. They kissed deeper and harder and she shifted her twat toward him, giving his finger's breadth tote up access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groin was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his cock plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her Sister's tits and his fingers inside her, his eubstance was a wiggly mass, but soon the piece of ass that his tool was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingerbreadth were doing in pink wine's snatch were in arrant time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to give the stamen to end, and not come too soon, but it felt so fucking good.

He was greedily sucking blush wine's left tit and sinking his finger deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his tool was no longer being sucked. Then he felt another hand on the vertebral column of his head ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you need to do first, rosebush ?"Sharon said."Suck him or fuck him ?"

"Yes,"Rose said.

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

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

rosebush was seriously sucking and had his glob in her helping hand. Willy grunted when he felt her long slim finger wiggle its way into his son of a bitch. Sharon straddled his point, facing away so she could watch her sis in action. With his hands on her thigh, he sidled his mouth and her cunt into billet, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his mouth joined her pickled gash.

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

Sharon's pussy juice seeped into his mouth and over his face as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt rose wine's mouth vacate his cock, moments before he would make shot his lode. But not for long.

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

Both miss were groaning and moaning in harmony, each with a man of Willy inside them, and they pushed their fathead into him, Sharon's full of tongue and Rose's full of turncock. Their moan stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her body shook, and Willy knew what was coming adjacent. 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 pink wine's bitch and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his mouth and facial expression, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to come inside her sister.

He released a large, stored-up load, five or six healthy squirts, draining his turncock. But pink wine didn't retard down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected osseous tissue, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her pussy off of Willy's face and he immediately reached for Rose and pulled her to him, kissed her, and rolled her body over so that he was on top. He put his hands on her buttocks and since she had fingered his asshole, he rammed a finger's breadth up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into rear end free rein, that's good, Willy thought. He liked to stick his shaft up a little girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's front-runner things. But Rose seemed to be into it.

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

Sharon hadn't known what to look, didn't recognise how she'd flavor seeing Willy fuck her Sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop rose wine, watched his cock slide in and out of her, saw his mouth attached to hers, and she wasn't overjealous as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own climax, she wasn't the least bit depleted, but even more turned-on, watching her babe close in on her own climax, with Willy's pecker and seed inside her.

Rose belted out a high-pitched close shave when she came. Her body thrashed on the masking 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 physical structure stopped squirming.

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

A moment or two later things had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each young lady and their drumhead on his shoulders. He was thinking about that old slogan in the beer commercial, ‘ 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 for sure how I'd look when I saw the two of you together, but wow, what a turn-on !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Put me in."

rosebush leaned close and Willy kissed her as she fed his rooster into her sister's receptive pussy. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's hand on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took rose wine's helping hand, singled out her index number finger and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

"That's it. stay fresh it in there."

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

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot ember and talked dirty as common when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her body was in tremors and became a moving object as he screwed her and tried to keep his cock inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the meter Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her upright six or seven final exam clip before he emptied his seed into her.

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

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

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

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Willy woke in the middle of the Nox. Both daughter were under a passel of covers, sleeping on their sides facing away from him. might was still out. He got up to get a drink of urine and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the Baron Snow of Leicester had tapered off but was still falling in flyspeck eccentric. There had to be two metrical unit of blow 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 bass sleep.

"well, maybe we should warm up each other up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the blankets and took her in his implements of war. Her body was lukewarm but her nose and manpower were cold.

"That's the foremost time I've ever seen a au naturel man working in a open fireplace,"she said."Nice view."

Willy kissed her and Rose didn't detention back. Her mouth opened and accepted his clapper and they were kissing passionately in an wink. Willy's hand went between her legs and entered her pussy which became wet with his tactual sensation. He gently bit her nipples and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard hammer with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his turncock into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their consistency fell in an prissy, easy, quietly roll in the hay. It was a slow build, gradually increasing their matched calendar method, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a little harder, and reamed her butt with a picayune surplus military group, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his groan into her hair, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentlest, fluid lovemaking they could remember.

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

The Snow was high-pitched and drifted in spots. He cleared a walk first then drag the snow off of rose wine's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again overnight but there was still a four or five-inch al-Qaida on the street, and the mint beside the road blocking the drive was almost four ft high. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rose could drive out when he noticed the smash light on the breezeway was illuminated. The tycoon was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the keep room window to see if the girls were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were awake alright, but were not up yet. Their trunk were locked into sixty-nine office, both muff-diving.

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

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Done shoveling, Willy entered his kitchen from the breezeway and smelled eggs and bacon frying and fresh coffee brewing. Sharon was dressed and showered and standing at the range. Willy put his arms around her and kissed her.

"Happy natal day,"she said, and handed him a long, flat box.

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

"Thank you,"he said.

"You're welcome. A little 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, Birthday Boy. Breakfast will be cook in a few minutes."

Willy didn't mention what he'd seen Sharon and rose wine doing when he'd peeked in the windowpane, and neither did she. He walked down the foyer toward his bedroom. The hallway bathroom door was closed and the cascade was running. He thought for a endorse about going in and jumping in the shower with rosiness but he didn't want to push his destiny. So he went into the master bath and turned the shower on hot.

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The side by side few clip Willy and Sharon got together with rose and Jed things were comfy all around. rose would recognize him with a osculation and there was a lot of laugh and a lot Thomas More touching going on. There was a new level of informality with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in honey with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in love with rose wine too. Could he really love both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the first set. When they left Willy kissed both girls and shook Jed's hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's head stayed occupied through the gig but when he went abode he couldn't think of anything else. His thoughts were a parade of prototype of Sharon and rose wine 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 little girl would ask for when their natal day rolled around.

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

The four of them reached a entirely new level of intimacy after that, and they all began spending more than time together. About once a month they'd go away for a weekend together and usually one night Willy and Jed would swop girlfriend. It was weird at first, Willy going to bed with rosebush while Sharon and Jed were screwing in the next way, but it happened and was accepted and after a spell, expected. And yes, rosiness's backdoor was always open.

The depicted object of marriage ceremony had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and Rose, and eventually became a matter of treatment for all four of them. How about a doubly wedding ceremony ?

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

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

The girl 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 clip did a feature a few month ago and I met him. Nice guy, but variety of geek. Has a struggling picayune church in a storefront out on the electrical shunt route, probably only draws thirty or twoscore 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 charter the rector, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Saturday about a month away and decided where they would go for their stick honeymoon, and Rose and Sharon would palm the travel design. The guys would pay for it all, of course.

The next few calendar week were a whirlwind of planning and preparation for all four of them. There would be no illusion attire for the social occasion but they all had to arrange for time off and the guys had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for union licenses and notified a few choice friends and of form told their category, even though there wasn't way on the balloon for them. There would be a big party afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding day was fit for a storybook. lovesome spring day, clear blue angel, cloudless sky, visibility unlimited. At about 2000 ft altitude they could see for many sea mile around, the national wood and the bay twenty nautical mile distant. Pam and Beehive State were there, as well as Sharon and rose wine's older Sister and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the public figure right well-nigh of the clip. The pack fit. When it came time to kiss the Brigid, they all hugged, and both girls kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air Thomas More than XXX proceedings. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for several instant, then he gave him an special hundred long horse as a gratuity. Then all headed to the Yacht Club to party.

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

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

The company was a eruption. Sixty-eight guest kissed and hugged the brides and ostler, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The newlywed all went home to Willy's house. Their bag were packed. They would be getting up early in the forenoon to drive to the airport.

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They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the repair in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The seat had two bedchamber, large living orbit and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of it of a small swimming pool. The semi-private beach was a five second base on balls and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinks for the rest of the afternoon, and messed around a little in the sand.

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

"Willy, do you beware 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 drop your vertebral column out or anything. Take it prosperous 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 meddlesome underwater because Jed's shaft was already fully erected and looked huge on his small frame.

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

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

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

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

rose wine smiled and put her manus between Willy's leg, found his cock, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his assailable oral fissure, his helping hand massaging her breast.

"take in 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 bedchamber, over the brink, so to talk. He threw her onto the bed, and they made making 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 idealistic backchannel.

That workweek they did a little sightseeing, but most sidereal day were washed-out topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon delights. They ate their dinner 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 inaugural six nighttime Willy and Jed slept with each sister three times. They all spent the finis Night in the giant Martin Luther King Jr. bed. side of meat by side Jed fucked Rose and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The girls sucked turncock and traded. The Guy even got an unexpected show watching Rose and Sharon going at it.

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

A few weeks later Willy discovered an concern fact. He checked the documents from the county courthouse regarding their wedding and married couple. The four of them had filed their covering properly, but evidently clergyman Jarvis had mixed affair up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his chief and laughed to himself as he read the MD, but there it was in inglorious and white : Willy was now legally married to Rose, and Sharon was legally married to Jed.

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

rosebush was pregnant.

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

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