FARMER'S DAUGHTERS

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

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

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

They both were 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 hall as freshmen and struck up a friendship almost immediately. They both possessed the same distort sense of humor and were both musician and loved the Lapplander kinds of music. They roomed together for the unhurt four twelvemonth and actually graduated together, on time.

Willy was a journalism major and Utah studied data processor science, but it was the euphony that bonded them first and foremost. Willy played guitar and freshwater bass and Utah played keyboards and they sang and jammed together the very number one night they met, and haven't stopped since. They knew many of the same tunes and wrote some of their own and could improvise together and play off of one another as if they'd been playing together for days. It was instant karma. It didn't take farseeing before they started hustling spear on and off campus for extra money.

Utah was not his genuine epithet ; his veridical epithet 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 Guy from the dorm were in the sofa watching an NBA game on TV, Capital versus Utah. The guy were drinking heavily and then one of them found out that Ron was from New Orleans, and didn't the Mormon State malarkey used to be the New Orleans Jazz way back when before they moved to Utah ? Everybody roared, yep, that's right field, and everybody started calling him Utah after that, and the nickname had stuck. For the next four years he was introduced as UT and many the great unwashed he knew never even learned his real name.

In addition to having an incredible talent and aptitude for computer and music, Utah was a human encyclopedia of music small beer, especially rock and cast. There were several bars near campus that featured deejays playing music and they would hold trivia contests where the make up answers earned unloosen beer. The Guy would go to these trivium nights and Utah would know every undivided response and they'd drink all night for free. It didn't take foresightful before UT was banned from the contests. But then he would just whisper the result to his sidekick and they would all take crook giving the correct reply and get the free drinks. Eventually Utah and anybody who knew him him were banned.

After college Willy and Utah continued playing music as a duo in restaurants, saloon and clubs, and it provided a nice s income for both of them. Utah worked as a computer computer programmer in the city while Willy worked for a magazine in a town about an minute away. Being in two different Ithiel Town gave them opportunity to book fizgig over a encompassing field and be a little choosy about where they played, and they wouldn't have to flirt the Lapplander places too often. They liked their jobs, but they liked playing euphony evening and weekends even better. The money was good and the periphery benefit were great : the women.

After a few eld Utah got tie and had kids, and Willy had drifted in and out of a duad lengthy relationships, so they had limited their fizgig mostly to weekends. They were still gigging when they were in their late twenties.

One Saturday night they were playing at a place called Murph's, a pub in a small townspeople about a 15 min drive from Willy's house. Willy had met the owner during his travels for his day job and had managed to book the gig. It was a pocket-size room with a long L-shaped bar covering two stallion rampart, a few table, an country cleared for dancing and a tiny stage barely big enough for the two of them.

It had been raining when they were setting up but then the weather turned worse, with the pelting pouring in downpour and spread out thunder and lightning. There were only seven or eight masses in the joint and they weren't leaving and no one new was coming in. Willy and UT 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 point were two young noblewoman who were enjoying the display. Willy was the wittier one on point and he noticed that they laughed at all his jape. Especially the reduce brunette.

They walked over and talked to them during their first breaking. Their names were Sharon and Kim. Beehive State was married so he was just being friendly to Kim, and they exchanged patronage placard, but Willy was very attracted to Sharon.

Sharon had a model's body, long and lean, with long iniquity, teased hair and big brown eyes, a look Willy had always been attracted to. She was dressed completely in mordant, from her boots to her jeans to her skin-tight sweater. Her tits were modest, her ass was fine, and her nozzle was on the enceinte side and a bit hunched, but Willy thought that just made her more occupy. She sat on the bar can with her pegleg apart and as Willy played he stared at her delicious crotch from the phase.

Willy started talking to them from the phase, including them in his give-and-take, and they laughed along. He sent them a round of drinks. During one of Utah's solo numbers game he sat side by side to Sharon at the bar and they chatted as they listened. He spent his side by side break talking to her as well.

Sharon was friendly, but coy. She had a shy smile and a good sentience of wit but was not extremely chatty, not ready to open up. She often answered interrogative with query. But Willy did witness out that she was xxv, had grown up on a nearby farm, was a college graduate and a registered nurse. She worked full prison term as a school day nurse, and office fourth dimension as a home health nurse.

Sometime during their net set the rain had stopped. Willy had gone to the public toilet and then to the office to speak to the possessor. When he returned to the bar Sharon and Kim were gone.

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

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About an hour later Willy and Mormon State were chilling in Willy's bread and butter room drinking beer and listening to music. They talked about the gig, the filthy crowd and the two girls, and Willy lamented about missing the fortune to get Sharon's earpiece number.

They were listening to a mix of classic blues-rock Sung dynasty from the sixties and 70 when ‘ On The Road Again'by Canned Heat came out of the speakers. Just a week or so before Willy had been reading a rock and roll Book he had on his ledge right there in his living room and had learned a modest 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,"UT said, after a abruptly period of thought.

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

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

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

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

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

This surprised Willy. UT was the undisputed king of sway and curlicue trivium. 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 pockets were full of immediate payment from the gig.

"A 100 dollars,"Utah said.

"OK, let's get this straight,"Willy said."You are betting me one hundred dollar sign that ‘ Going Up The nation'was a a top forty hit for Canned high temperature BEFORE ‘ On The road Again ’. And I am saying the antonym, that ‘ Going Up The Country'was a top forty hit AFTER ‘ On The Road Again ’. right ?"

"Right."

"okey, Mormon State, you are the trivia guru. The Big cheeseflower, The Big Kahuna, The Top Dog, The Top of the Heap, The Pick of the clique, The emollient of the Crop, The Swami, The king. Before I take your money, you must have it off 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 invertebrate foot away. He picked up a volume from the hind end shelf. It was an old, dogeared paperback titled ‘ The hoarding Book of Top 40 smash ’. He opened the Book 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 Forty in September 1968, and ‘ Going Up The area'debuted in December later that class.

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

Utah's eyes grew into round naughty disc as he stared at the page like a rabbit in the headlamp. He couldn't believe it. He kept staring at the leger with a confused facial expression on his face.

"I warned you, Utah,"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.

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

"Hey, UT, let me ask you a enquiry. That girl we met tonight, Kim. You got her stage business batting order, right ?"

"Yeah, I got it,"he said.

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

"Really ?"

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

"Really ? You saying that if I get you the act 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-place figure so I can look her up. Turn on the charm."

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

"Me neither."

-- --

UT came through. He called Willy on Mon night and gave him Sharon's figure.

"Kim said Sharon the like you, Bro,"Utah said."She said they were going to come up to another gig anyway. Looks like you wasted a one hundred long 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 glad for another reason. He didn't really want to take Utah's money ; he had a wife and two tiddler at dwelling house and could use the superfluous dough.

-- --

Willy called Sharon on Tuesday night. She picked right up. He asked if Sharon was home. She said this is Sharon. He asked if she knew who it was calling. She said she thought so. He said this is Willy. She said she knew that, Kim told her to expect his Call. He said he wanted to ask for her issue Saturday night but she got away. She said you weren't quick enough, once it stopped raining we made a run for it. fountainhead, I have your number now, he said. She said, I know you do. He asked if she was happy he had her routine, and she said yes, she was gladiolus he had it.

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

"wellspring, Mormon State had talked to Kim More, I was concern in you. And he had kept her clientele card. And, it's kind of a funny story…"

He told her about the trivia bet, and how he had won the bet, and how UT was the trivia caramel brown, not him.

"So, I won a hundred dollar bill, 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 support, so I told him if he called Kim and got your numeral for me we would call it even."

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

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

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

"Sharon, I really enjoyed talking to you the other night and would wish to do more of that. I'd like to ask you out. And since your phone issue toll me a 100 Buck, I was hoping you'd say yes."

Sharon burst out laughing and almost couldn't stop.

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

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Sharon lived on the family farm in a two chamber bungalow she shared with her sister blush wine. It used to menage farm proletarian but the sisters had lived there together since graduating from college.

Sharon didn't want Willy to beak her up at home, and he was glad about that because the farm was way out in the boonies and in the antonym direction from where he was planning to occupy her for dinner. She was loath to assemble 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 middle of a safety no-axe manslayer zone.

So Sharon came to his menage for that start date, right on clock time and she looked great, as expected. Willy had said the dress was casual, and he had on a span of docker and a print shirt, but Sharon was dressed simply but magnificently. She wore a blue sleeveless jumpsuit with a zip fastener down the strawman to her navel and naughty pumps. It showed off her crotch and butt in a subtle way and Willy thought it was sexy as hell. She had a minimal spot of eye makeup and her lipstick and arrest polish matched her brown eyes and hair, which flowed loosely down her back.

"You look peachy !"he said.

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

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

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

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

"Hell, no, it's just right,"he said."I'm six feet tall 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 private road to the restaurant. Willy had planned it that way so they would receive some prison term to mouth and get acquainted. She had seemed tranquillize and shy when they met, so he wanted to gift her meter to relax and get comfy so their dinner would be enjoyable without being awkward or forced.

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

Sharon talked almost the entirely drive back to the house. She answered every question and Willy learned a lot about her. She lived with her sister Rose, who was a yr younger, in a piddling star sign on the farm. The house was only about seventy-five curtilage from the theatre they grew up in, where their parents still lived, and they were talking about finding their own place. Too close for comfort, she said. She also had an older sister and an older brother, both married. She worked days as a school day nurse for ten calendar month of the twelvemonth, and made menage calls as a home health nurse part-time during the schooling year and full-time in the summer. She liked running, lawn tennis and music, and had enjoyed the Willy and Utah show the other night.

By the prison term they pulled into Willy's driveway Sharon already knew she wanted to jazz him, and she could tell he wanted to have a go at it her, but when he asked if she wanted to come inside for a few second she politely demurred. She said she had had a endearing fourth dimension but she had an early morning meeting with her executive program, and with a chuckle added that rose wine would probably be waiting up for a full phase of the moon news report.

Willy was relieved. He wanted her but this way temptation wouldn't get the upright of him and he wouldn't bungle into a fault of too a great deal too soon and possibly ruin things. So they said goodnight with their lips and clapper. They made architectural plan for a second date and Willy's dick felt like a fencing post when he walked into his house.

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After their third date the candy kiss goodbye were getting thirster and more intense. Neither said it, but they both knew they would end up in the sac the future time.

Willy had a Sabbatum night gig scheduled at a nearby yacht club. They would be playing in the lounge after the club held their annual installment of ship's officer in the contiguous meeting manse. He said it was usually a fun gig, all the skimmer and their wives and girlfriends and concubines got salute and partied and tipped really well. He invited Sharon to come and bring a ally, he would get them passes.

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

"Come as you are. You always look mythic. But you skillful not wear that blue devil jumpsuit. I may not be able to manipulate myself. I might have to unzip the damn thing."

When the dark came the weather condition was beautiful so the big glass doors of the lounge were all-embracing open and the guys were set up outside on the covered deck of cards. They were nearing the end of their first set when the young woman showed up. Willy saw Kim first, walking toward them. Then he saw Sharon behind her, tall and refined. And she was wearing the blue jumpsuit.

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

"You are pretty braw to wear that jumpsuit,"he said to Sharon."I might not be able to bear 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 substantial company. The club members were all buzzed, singing and dancing and generally raising inferno. Kim found herself a skimmer to flirt with and was soon dancing up a storm.

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

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

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

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

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Willy pulled into his drive, Sharon rightfield behind. He locked the car and didn't even bother to take out his equipment. They walked up onto the breezeway between the garage and theatre and into the kitchen. He never used his front door.

Standing closely at the counter, Willy asked Sharon if she wanted something to toast. She said no, she was fine. Willy poured a methamphetamine of water and took a couple gulps.

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

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

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

He put his mouth to hers and her lips parted instantly, welcoming his natural language into her mouth. Her blazon went around him and they hugged tightly as they kissed deep and hard. They had made out heavily at the end of their last escort and Sharon had felt Willy's hands on her boob and against her clammy crotch and she had held his set cock through the cotton plant of his pants. She'd wanted him then and almost succumbed, but Willy didn't violence things so neither did she. But she'd known that this would be the night, it was prison term to get horizontal with her new lover, and get her encephalon screwed out in the process.

Willy led her by the paw through the dining room and down the manor hall and into his bedchamber. He flipped on a lamp to its dimmest setting and turned to present her. He ran his fingers gently through her fuzz and along her jaws and neck and shoulders.

"I think you are so hot,"he said, and kissed her. He traced his fingers over the exposed flesh from her articulatio humeri to her chest."You need help with this zipper ?"

She nodded. He fingered the tab and pulled the slider slowly down all the way to her navel. He slid his hands under the shoulders of the wooing and slipped them over her blazon. The suit fell to the storey and she was naked except for a Shirley Temple Black lash. Willy started to unbutton his shirt.

"You need avail with this zipper ?"Sharon said, putting her hand down there, feeling the force per unit area of his cock against the fabric of his pant. There was no need for an answer.

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

"Sit down,"she said.

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

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

It felt big and warm in Sharon's rima oris. She palmed his Lucille Ball 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 sense his hands massaging her shoulder blades and she knew by his battle cry of pleasure that she was doing something right.

Willy watched her drumhead movements, floating up and down, and took her foresightful locks in his hands and pulled them back so he could better see her face. With his hands on the book binding of her head he held her, giving his putz a stationary target, and he fucked her open mouth. Swing after swing his cock delved profoundly until pretty near the unscathed 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 oral cavity and they did a thirty-second tongue suction while she held his puff up putz in her hand.

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

Her lip went to his neck, to his shoulder joint, kissing him, and she licked his chest and nibbled his nipples and kissed his monotonous stomach. His stopcock was lying there, fat and juicy, so she kissed the tip and licked its length and sucked on his testicle, taking her clip. Willy's sighs of pleasure burst into groans of pleasure when again she wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked.

She sucked harder this meter, back and forth with a feral force, like she was trying to open a clogged drain. Willy again held her hair in his hand so he could catch her sweet, hungry mouth at study. He was softly moaning and his body was shifting with each of her movements. He swung his groyne into her face as she sucked his pecker and squeezed his integrate nuts.

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

He came in a spasm, and Sharon moaned when she received one final exam saccade. It was a ramming head-fuck, with his prick in deeper and his musket ball kissing her lips, and the hot rush and taste of his semen. He unloaded with each jet and gradually his orgasm subsided. Her mouth kept playing his electric organ until it was completely out of succus.

She removed her mouth from his cock. There was spermatozoan on her chin and the recess of her mouth.

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

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

Their knife swam in his salty slickness and Willy's hands wandered over Sharon's naked flesh. He felt her breasts and pinched her hardy nipples, business firm and rubbery and fix. He kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobes. She sighed and voiced his figure when he flicked his tongue on her nipples and sucked them into his lip. He felt her fingers on the binding of his head.

"Now it's your bit,"he said softly, looking up at her from tit grade."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 early deal was like a mine sweeper gliding over her silky upper consistency and working its way south. Sharon was breathing heavily and her speed body was quivering like a bowl of hot pudding as he chewed on her swelled nipples, then she hissed aloud when she felt his hand pillow slip under her thong and two of his fingerbreadth entered her.

She was drippy wet, her snatch a warm, succulent morsel subject 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 stirred button with his mouth.

Sharon squealed like a stuck shoat when he sucked her turgid tool into his rima oris. For Willy it was like he'd pulled the induction on a eructation gun. Instantly she was humping his face as he sucked and fingered her and she kept squealing with each plunge, the wayward applied power of her clit being sucked outward and his finger's breadth being jammed into her having the meld force of driving her sylphlike body over the phrenetic edge.

Sharon was a screamer. Willy was glad the windowpane were closed so none of the neighbor would prognosticate the copper. Her soundbox continued to squirm as he kept doing what he was doing. Her clit felt plump in his mouth, and hot, like a chili pepper popper.

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

"I'm going to come…"Sharon shouted.

Willy sucked and reamed her harder.

"I'm going to come big !"

Willy slipped his give up deal under her flapping ass and squeezed her nerve in clip with his sucking. Four or five More thrusts was all it took.

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

She came like a bbl tipping over. Her torso misrepresented and her ass bucked and her long legs swiveled around Willy's head which was buried between her slickened thighs. Her vent was not a dribble or a spray, but an even stream of cum filling her cunt, surrounding Willy's finger's breadth and smoothly oozing out of her, onto his hand and between his back talk and onto the bed.

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

He started slowly, swinging his groin into hers, wanting to take his prison term. But Sharon had other ideas. She pushed the pace, slinging her privates into his, forcing him deep and squeezing his rod with her cunt.

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

Willy gripped her ass and pounded her. He could palpate her walls sucking his cock as they fucked. Sharon barked and yowled and arfed and howled and swiveled and twirled and wiggled and whirled with every powerful plunge of their sync torso. Willy felt like a rodeo rider without a charge trump to hang onto.

So he hung onto her ass. Sharon had a tight ass and there wasn't a lot of loose flesh hanging around, so he dug his fingers deeply into her crack, spreading her, which elicited a brassy, high-pitched eek. He slipped a fingerbreadth into her asshole for a more solid state grip.

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

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

Sharon squawked even louder with a finger's breadth up her keister. Willy screwed it into her from behind as he hammered her puss from the front end. She wasn't sure if she was coming or going. But after a duet more minutes of the double boring she knew : she wasn't going, she was coming !

"Oh son of a bitch,"she said, short of breathing time."I'm going to hail again."

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

Her orgasm was another trembling, twisty contortion of convulsing figure. Screeching in clapper, 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 kept his creature fully inserted until at survive her body rested.

"Was that as in force as I think it was ?"Willy said, after a meter of quiet down repose.

"Oh, My God !"Sharon said.

He took that as a yes.

They fell asleep in each others'sleeve, 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 wrongly. In fact, everything is great. But if my car isn't in front of our cottage when my parents wake up…and they wake up early on the farm…they will care that something happened to me. I don't want to vex them."She kissed him."Last night was wonderful."

"will I see you again ?"

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

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So, Willy's sex liveliness went from zero to ninety in four appointment.

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 modus operandi where several nights a hebdomad they would tear each other up in bed. Sometimes they would fuck almost to exhaustion. They'd sleep. And Sharon always woke up and left at around four-thirty a.m.

Willy thought it was interesting, and fortunate, that Sharon, who was so quiet, shy and coy when they first met, could be such a whore in bed. She craved sex and fucked like an animal. The quiet, shy ones were the live and most uninhibited in bed, he decided. So many of the pretty, outgoing, democratic girls he'd known often played plot and were insincere, and didn't try very hard, especially when he ever got them into the sack. Not Sharon. Once her door was opened, it opened wide.

But Sharon was not just a whore in bed. She was a prostitute on the floor, on the couch, in the car, up against the wall, in the shower bath, you name it. She would fuck anywhere. One meter Willy joked that he wanted to fuck her in a corn sphere on the family farm ; damn if they didn't. She wore a short-circuit annulus to one of his gigs and fucked him leaning up against the car during a dance band faulting. Another time he said he wanted to make out her in her parents'family while they slept ; they did that too, in the very side by side room. And keeping Sharon quiet wasn't easy.

Sharon would come up to Willy at his spear and whisper dirty thing into his ear between songs. ‘ haste up, end the set, I want to go down on you ’, she'd say. ‘ I want you to come in in my mouthpiece ’, ‘ I want to lick your egg ’, ‘ I want to sit on your human face ’. Stuff like that. Sometimes Willy was gladiolus he had a guitar to hide out his erection. But Sharon turned the gigs into parties, and would bring a gang. She'd bring friends and invite hoi polloi from her workplaces. And her Sister Rose.

The first time Rose came to a gig Willy did a two-fold proceeds. From across the elbow room she could have been Sharon's Gemini ; she was sexy in the same ingenuous farm-bred way that Sharon was.

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

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

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

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

Rose had the same long brunet hair, although hers was frizzier. She was a couple inches brusk than Sharon, but had the Lapplander lean body, modest tits and cute butt. And her nose was straight. Her boyfriend was a guy named Jed. He was blond and concordat, muscled but short circuit, a couple inches inadequate than pink wine. They hadn't been seeing each other for that long when Willy met them, but they were good together, and they loved to political party and dance.

Sharon and Rose were already end, but became even closer when their beau hit it off. Over the next few month Sharon and Willy and Rose and Jed, aside from being at the gigs, would socialize often, going to parties or terpsichore or just hanging out. The alchemy among the four of them was undeniable and comfortable all around.

Both couples had self-colored relationship and beneficial sex life. Willy and Sharon were fucking up a violent storm several times a calendar week, but as Willy got to know rosiness better he found himself More and more attracted to her, and he got the same variety of vibe off of her. He would often steal glimpse at her, and frailty versa. But he knew by their firm, identical replies to his ‘ put-on ’, that she was off-limits and it could never happen.

-- --

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

"All we do is fuck,"Sharon said.

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

"All we do is fuck,"she repeated.

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

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

"That's not avowedly,"Willy said."We go out with friends, we go out to dinner, we go to movies together, we talk. Plus you have your Book of Job, I have my job and my music. Our sex is the cherry on top. Is something else bothering you ?"

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

"What things would you like to do ?"

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

"If there are affair you would wish to do, Sharon, please order me. But I doubt it will modify the eating and the piece of tail, especially the fucking. I like the screw. We could go to a museum, but then we'd probably go somewhere to eat and then come dwelling house and fucking. I could accept you to the opera house, but we'd probably get something to eat and then do dwelling and piece of ass. We can go on vacation, but we'd still end up eating and fuck --."

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

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

-- --

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

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

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

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

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

"A blowjob."

"That's a given. What else ?"

"I don't know. A necktie."

"Come on, Willy, I'm serious. call back !"

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

"There must be something…"she said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Tell me, Willy."

"okay, but don't get mad."

"Mad, why would I get…"

"A three,"Willy said.

Sharon was left with her mouth hanging out-of-doors."A what ?"she asked incredulously.

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

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

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

"Who ?"

"Rose."

"What ?"Sharon sat up in a United States Department of State of cushion."My sister !"

"Well, you asked me."

"We don't share our men !"

"Yeah, I've heard that before."

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

"You're to a greater extent than enough, Sharon. You're the easily char I've ever been with. That's not the gunpoint. You asked me a question and I gave you an true answer. It's a fantasy. I knew you'd never go for it. leave it, get me a necktie."

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

"Please, Sharon…"

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

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

"Aw, fuck,"he said to himself.

-- --

Sharon drove base in a miff. She lay in bed with her nous racing and she tossed and turned for much of the night.

The next day she got up the face to secern rose. She was appalled when pink wine was not appalled. pink wine was kind of flattered. Sharon was confused : First she finds out her boyfriend wants to fuck her babe, and now finds out her babe 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 check you and him fuck."

"You're serious !"

"Not if you're not into it. But if you are…Jed's natal day is side by side month and we could hand him the same gift."

"You and me and…a 3 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 illusion. And we can puddle it make out confessedly for both of them. And we're sis, we trust each early. We're all attracted to each other and get along well. So what the hell."

Sharon shook her pass. She thought about seeing rose wine fucking Willy, or sucking his cock. Would she watch out 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 inadequate, she'd never been with a guy that brusk before, would it work ?

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

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

-- --

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

"okay,"Sharon said,"You'll get your natal day wish."

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

"I spoke to rosiness. She's okeh with it, but Jed's birthday is next month and she wants to cave in the same giving to him. Are you all right 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 groundless ride ; he has no idea what you're like in bed. I hope you don't kill him."

Sharon laughed. Willy always said the sweetest things.

-- --

Willy's birthday fell on a Saturday in February, but the DoS university had a big basketball secret plan on Friday night that they wanted to watch on Willy's big 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 seventh heaven.

Willy came dwelling house 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 tardy good afternoon. pink wine and Sharon would be coming to his theatre 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 snow had gotten heavier and was beginning to stick. The weather prognosis was calling for a major wintertime storm. turn out arrived at a little after seven and when she came through the breezeway into the kitchen a mighty blow of icy air blew in with her. They said hello and Willy brushed pull the wool over someone's eyes off the shoulder of her coat and helped her out of it and attend it in the closet.

She looked cracking. She wore tight jeans and a pitch-black sweater ; her thighs and crotch and ass were wrapped snugly in blue jean and the neckline of the perspirer dipped toward her white meat, showing her bare skin and a fit black necklace. Willy's phallus was already perking up.

Willy poured rose a glassful of wine-colored and got a beer for himself and they went into the living room. He put on some euphony and rosiness sat on the sofa and they talked while he built a fire in the hearth. He had brought wood in from the woodpile that morning and he was glad he did ; the pile was now covered with several inches of snow and the snow was coming down harder still. Sharon called to say that she would be later than expected. She had to make an additional base visit to an elderly couple. Willy heard the wind blowing outside and through the window saw lightning flash in the aloofness. He couldn't remember seeing lightning in a snow tempest before.

Once the flame was roaring it was clip to refill their drinking. The inaugural ones had gone down quick and light. Willy retrieved the drunkenness and joined rose wine on the sofa. They were subdued for a minute, a piffling uptight. He thought back to the Night he'd made his bet with Utah.

"rose 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 telephone number. I was sitting right here later that night and Utah was in the chairperson and we made a bet about a piece of music trifle, and I won. A century dollar mark. But UT had gotten Kim's business card, so I told him if he'd call Kim and get Sharon's bit for me, he could keep the money."

"Wow, really ?"rose wine said."A hundred dollar mark. You must sustain really wanted her number."

"Yeah, I guess I did."

They were understood again for a brusk metre as the medicine played softly. Then Willy spoke.

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

"What ?"

He cleared his throat."I've thought about what might possess happened if it had been you who I met at Murph's that night."

pink wine 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,"Rose said, putting her hand on his arm."I'm glad you told me. I've had similar thoughts. Sharon and I have never shared a man before, but when she told me what you wanted for your birthday, well, that's why I went along with it."

"Did it surprise you when Sharon told you ?"

"Yes. Pleasantly."

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

"I'm glad you did. We've never done this before. But the solitary way I could apologise it in my thinker is if we give Jed the Lapp birthday present. 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 mind would want both of you. And the number 1 time I saw you…God, I thought you were so sexy."

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

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

rose shrugged. It was okay, she guessed.

Willy scooted closer and held her hand between his pegleg as he put his mouth to hers and pressed their sassing together. In a consequence those lips parted and their tongues got into the act. Their lips loitered, prolonging the kiss, and Willy sucked gently on her clapper. His penis morphed from a overweight mass into a rigid rod. rose wine removed her hand.

"We skilful postponement,"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 wine laughed."What about the hoops game ?"

"Oh, right. The game."

The phone rang again. It was Sharon. Her car was stuck in a drift on the belongings of her last call and there was a metrical unit of snow already and no preindication of it slowing. Her company was sending individual with a four wheel crusade to pick her up and push back her over.

Willy looked out the windowpane. The car looked like colossus blow batch. The Baron Snow of Leicester was heavy and blowing sideways in the confidential information. Large icicles hung low off of the power furrow like stalactites and the wires drooped from the exercising weight.

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

Willy stared at the crinkle splitting the seat of her jeans as she left the 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 potable and went back to the bread and butter room. The medicine was turned off and the TV was turned on. It was game fourth dimension. They sat on the sofa together and Willy tried to keep his hands to himself.

The wind was howling outside, and the snow was piling up. The plow had come through the neighborhood once already, but there was already three or four more than in accumulated on the route surface.

About ten minutes into the game the luminousness in the sign of the zodiac flickered and the power went out.

"Oh shit !"Willy said.

He got up and went to the window. Although it was a white-out outside, all the sign of the zodiac in good deal were obscure. The lines 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 candles and match from the pantry. He lit a few standard candle and placed them in various patch around the room. He added more wood to the hearth.

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

He went to the linen paper W.C. and brought out every quilt and mantle and sheet and baby's dummy he had and brought them into the animation room. Then he went to the sleeping accommodation and brought back every pillow.

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

Headlights shone through the pic window. They looked out and saw a Jeep approaching, creeping cautiously down the street. They sighed with relief when it stopped in presence of the business firm. They went out on the breezeway. The jeep couldn't bend into the drive, the plough had pushed all the C. P. Snow from the road off to the side into a high bank. They watched Sharon climb over the bank and slog through the drifting coke along the length of the drive.

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

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

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

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

"The exponent's out here,"rosiness said."We'll all be sleeping on the floor in front of the flak tonight."

Sharon needed a swallow. They got drinks and went into the keep room. With the fire and candlelight Willy could see that she was dressed all in shameful, just like the night they'd met. shit, she knows how to turn me on, he thought. rosebush got meddling 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 have to mess around with the flame when the existent fireworks started going off.

"Looks like you two are gear up,"Sharon said.

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

They made chit chat for a few minutes. Then rose asked Sharon if she was set, and she answered that she was. She picked up a candela and the missy walked across the way and took a shopping bag out of the antechamber closet. Willy project Sharon must have left it there the last fourth dimension she was over.

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

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

-- --

Willy was shirtless, seated in front man of the fire and enjoying the crispy heat on his pelt when the bathroom room access reopened a few second later. He saw the wax light first and watched as it came closer, the girl led by the soft glow. One of them put the candle on the board and then both knelt in movement of him.

If he didn't know better, he could sustain sworn he was seeing three-fold. blush wine and Sharon were dressed skimpily and identically in slinky, decollete, lightlessness lacing neglige and dark necklaces.

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

He leaned his nerve to Sharon's and their sassing parted as they touched and they shared an acute Gallic buss for about XX indorsement. Then he turned to blush wine and they did the Saame 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 triplet, not a two-plus-onesome."

rose wine looked at Sharon, whose oculus were snipe and fearful. pink wine smiled and chuckled. Sharon shook her head and emitted a nervous giggle.

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

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

He put script on the back of their chief and slowly pushed them together until their lips were touching.

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

They started slowly, but soon their mouths opened and they kissed with more intensity, and Willy watched with joy as they tasted tongues with increased vigour. After maybe twenty seconds their mind separated and they looked at each other with all-encompassing eyes and embarrassed smiles.

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

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

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

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

"God, what a twain of hotties,"Willy said."kiss Rose's nipples, Sharon. Suck them."

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

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

Sharon hesitated but Rose didn't. She bent her head down and took Sharon's breasts in her hand and sucked a nipple into her mouth, then the other, then back and forth several more clip. Sharon moaned softly as her tits were sucked.

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

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

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

"delay, lie back,"Sharon said.

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

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

He lifted up and Sharon pulled off his jeans. She yanked down his boxers and his hardened, engorged cock bounced up and down several times from the force of it, and Willy saluted the young woman with it, raising it and dropping it a few more multiplication on his own.

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

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

Sharon didn't hesitate. She took Willy's cock into her mouth and started sucking like a famished sura, showing off a bit for her sister. get up watched her head bouncing up and down and saw the entirely pecker ride in and out of her mouth over and over.

Willy made eye contact with Rose and reached for her. He took her paw and pulled her toward him, kissed her and stabbed his spit 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 tool sunk happily into Sharon's lip before Willy moved his mouth to pink wine's nipple and went to town.

He licked and kissed rose's firm, modest titty and her nipples thickened and stiffened in his back talk. The slowness was already a retentivity, their forbiddance gone. It was as if they were in a movie acting out an unwritten ***********, a triad of connected, erected physical structure, working together, squirming on the level in a nest of covering, sucking and humping, and the soundtrack was a chorus of moan and moan and slurps, the crepitation of the fire, and the howling wind outside.

Rose's coat of arms were around Willy, and he pulled her finisher, and with one bridge player behind her back, he slipped his former between her branch. She moaned and closed her peg as if by reflex, but he dug his script deeper into her privates 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 digit sum access.

Meanwhile, Willy's groyne was doing some shifting of its own down below. With his peter plugged into his girlfriend's mouth and with his mouth latched onto her baby's tits and his fingerbreadth inside her, his body was a wiggly mass, but soon the fucking that his hammer was doing in Sharon's mouth and the fucking his fingers were doing in rosiness's pussy were in complete time. Willy was working on withholding his cum as best he could as he was working on Rose. He wanted to have the stamina to last, and not come too soon, but it felt so bally good.

He was greedily sucking rose wine's left tit and sinking his digit deeply into her when he suddenly noticed his dick was no longer being sucked. Then he felt another hand on the backrest of his head ; it was Sharon's.

"What do you need to do first, Rose ?"Sharon said."suck him or fuck him ?"

"Yes,"rose wine said.

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

Sharon kissed Willy and whispered,"Eat me."

Rose was seriously sucking and had his balls in her script. Willy grunted when he felt her long slender fingerbreadth wiggle its way into his asshole. Sharon straddled his question, facing away so she could keep an eye on her babe in action. With his hand on her thigh, he sidled his oral cavity and her cunt into billet, and Sharon sighed and shivered when his back talk joined her pickled gash.

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

Sharon's pussy succus seeped into his mouth and over his face as Willy licked her button and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose's rima oris vacate his cock, moments before he would have got shot his lading. But not for long.

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

Both missy were groaning and moaning in musical harmony, each with a musical composition of Willy inside them, and they pushed their goof into him, Sharon's full of tongue and Rose's fully of cock. Their moans stopped momentarily ; Willy was pretty sure they were kissing. Then Sharon squealed and her dead body shook, and Willy knew what was coming succeeding. Sharon was.

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

Willy was about to blow up too. He bucked and slung his stopcock upward into Rose's snatch and she slammed it right back at him. Just as Sharon's warm juice watered his rima oris and fount, he groaned low and loudly, which signaled to Sharon that he was about to come inside her sister.

He released a with child, stored-up load, five or six hefty spurt, draining his pecker. But pink wine didn't slow down down at all. She continued to slide up and down on his spent, erected ivory, squeezing it, hugging it, wanting to climax. Sharon moved her kitty-cat 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 paw on her buttocks and since she had fingered his prick, he rammed a finger up hers.

"Ooh !"Rose hissed.

So, she's into butt sport, that's skilful, Willy thought. He liked to stick his pecker up a girl's ass every now and then, and it was not one of Sharon's favorite affair. But Rose seemed to be into it.

Willy pounded her into the floor, ramming his turncock into her front and his finger into her hind end. He kissed her backtalk as he fucked her, with Sharon at their face with one hand on Rose's shoulder and the other on Willy's ass.

Sharon hadn't known what to expect, didn't know how she'd feel seeing Willy fuck her sister ; but she was watching, and she liked it. She watched his tight, muscled ass bouncing atop Rose, watched his cock slide in and out of her, saw his mouth attached to hers, and she wasn't green-eyed as she had thought she might be. No. Fresh off of her own orgasm, she wasn't the to the lowest degree bit depleted, but even more turned-on, watching her sister close in on her own climax, with Willy's shaft and seed inside her.

Rose belted out a high-pitched narrow escape when she came. Her body thrashed on the covers 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 torso stopped squirming.

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

A minute or two afterwards matter had calmed down. Willy was lying between them with an arm around each girl and their heads on his shoulder. 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.

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

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

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

"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 nuts with her palm and slipping her digit back into his ass.

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

He pushed Sharon onto her back and hopped onto his knee joint between her legs. His hammer was like a atmospheric condition vane pointed at the sky.

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

rose wine 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 secretive and Willy kissed her as she fed his cock into her baby's open snatch. Willy started poking Sharon and felt Rose's script on his ass. He stopped momentarily and reached behind himself and took Rose's hand, singled out her index digit and put her fingertip to his asshole.

"Put it in,"he said.

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

"That's it. hold on it in there."

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

Sharon screamed like she was lying on hot coal and talked dirty as usual when she came. Willy wasn't far behind, but her dead body was in earth tremor and became a moving target as he screwed her and tried to stay fresh his cock inside her. Sharon's body finally had calmed to a simmer by the time Willy's cum came to a boil and he slammed her respectable six or seven final times before he emptied his semen into her.

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

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

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

-- --

Willy woke in the middle of the night. Both girl were under a mountain of covers, sleeping on their incline facing away from him. mightiness was still out. He got up to get a crapulence of body of water and walked to the kitchen and looked out the window. The wind had abated and the snow had tapered off but was still falling in tiny geek. 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 estimation,"rosiness said."It's cold."Sharon continued in a cryptic sleep.

"Well, maybe we should warm each former up,"Willy said, and scrambled under the blankets and took her in his limb. Her body was lukewarm but her scent and men were cold.

"That's the low gear metre I've ever seen a nude man working in a fireplace,"she said."Nice view."

Willy kissed her and pink wine didn't clasp back. Her mouth opened and accepted his tongue and they were kissing passionately in an instant. Willy's hand went between her legs and entered her twat which became wet with his ghost. He gently bit her nipple and she sighed quietly and found his now-hard cock with her hand. He rolled on top of her and she slid his dick into her.

"Sweet,"she said.

Their body fell in an gracious, easy, quiet fuck. It was a wearisome shape, gradually increasing their matched musical rhythm, finally building into the percussion of sex. Willy slipped his finger into her ass.

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

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

"Yeah, Maybe."

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

"Yeah, maybe."

Willy fucked her a small harder, and reamed her butt with a little duplicate force, and they came almost simultaneously, and Rose murmured her pleasure and Willy stifled his groan into her whisker, and they afterwards agreed it was the quietest, gentlest, smoothest lovemaking they could remember.

-- --

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

The snow was in high spirits and drifted in spots. He cleared a walkway first then swept the snow off of Rose's car and dug it out. The plow had come through again nightlong but there was still a four or five-inch root on the street, and the pile beside the road blocking the driveway was almost four pes high gear. He got working on that next.

After about an hour he'd cleared enough so that rosebush could drive out when he noticed the overhead Christ Within on the breezeway was illuminated. The power was back on. He was getting hungry. He walked over and looked into the living way window to see if the young lady were up yet. He was surprised by what he saw. They were waken alright, but were not up yet. Their bodies were locked into sixty-nine position, both muff-diving.

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

-- --

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

"Happy birthday,"she said, and handed him a long, flat 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 niggling anticlimactic, huh ?"

"I'll say. Last Nox was incredible, you both were. I'd like to be a fly on the paries when Jed gets his birthday present."

"Go get a shower, birthday Boy. Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes."

Willy didn't citation what he'd seen Sharon and rose doing when he'd peeked in the windowpane, and neither did she. He walked down the Granville Stanley Hall toward his bedroom. The hall lav door was closed and the cascade was running. He thought for a second base about going in and jumping in the shower with Rose but he didn't want to crowd his luck. So he went into the master tub and turned the shower on hot.

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The next few clock time Willy and Sharon got together with rosiness and Jed things were comfortable all around. rosiness would recognize him with a kiss and there was a lot of laughter and a lot more touching going on. There was a new floor of simpleness with all four of them. Willy had felt like he was in love with Sharon for some time, but now he felt like he was in sexual love with pink wine too. Could he really enjoy both ?

The night of Jed's birthday came. Willy had a gig that night and Jed, Rose and Sharon came by for the starting time set. When they left Willy kissed both girl and shook Jed's hand and told him to have fun but to try not to hurt himself. Willy's intellect stayed occupied through the gig but when he went home base he couldn't think of anything else. His thinking were a parade of images of Sharon and blush 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 enquire what gifts the girls 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 look in his eyes and said ‘ fucking amazing ’. He asked Sharon how it was fucking Jed, and she said ‘ He was really respectable for a dwarf ’.

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

The subject of marriage had come up many times between Willy and Sharon and between Jed and rosiness, and eventually became a topic of discourse for all four of them. How about a threefold hymeneals ?

Sharon and Rose's family line were Catholic, but they had left the church years before. No church wedding for these girls.

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

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

"Jarvis,"he said.

"Jarvis ?"they asked in unison.

"Yeah, Reverend Jarvis. My powder magazine did a feature a few months ago and I met him. Nice guy, but sort of eccentric person. Has a struggling slight church in a storefront out on the beltway road, probably only draws XXX or XL hoi polloi to a service, but preaches up a storm and works as a sustainment 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 minister, Jed would arrange for the balloon. They chose a Sat about a calendar month away and decided where they would go for their juncture honeymoon, and rose wine and Sharon would handle the travelling plans. The guy wire would pay for it all, of course.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of provision and provision for all four of them. There would be no fancy frock for the occasion but they all had to do for time off and the guy wire had to buy rings ( they shopped together so neither showed the other guy up ). They applied for marriage permit and notified a few choice friends and of course told their families, even though there wasn't way on the balloon for them. There would be a big company afterwards for everybody to celebrate.

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The wedding party day was fit for a storybook. ardent bound day, realize blue, cloudless sky, visibility outright. At about 2000 feet altitude they could see for many Roman mile around, the national forest and the bay twenty miles distant. Pam and Utah were there, as well as Sharon and Rose's older baby and one of Jed's coworkers.

The vows were simple, and Jarvis stumbled through them twice, getting the figure right nigh of the time. The rings fit. When it came metre to snog the brides, they all hugged, and both girls kissed both men.

They weren't up in the air more than 30 minute of arc. Willy walked with Jarvis to his car. He paid the man and thanked him, and they talked for respective instant, then he gave him an spare hundred bucks as a bakshis. Then all headed to the yacht club to party.

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

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

The political party was a gust. sixty-eight guests kissed and hugged the brides and grooms, everybody danced and drank and ate and drank some more. The newlyweds all went household to Willy's house. Their traveling bag were packed. They would be getting up early in the morn to drive to the airport.

-- --

They flew to a tropical island and arrived at the resort hotel in mid-afternoon. The girls had rented a villa on a bluff overlooking the Caribbean. The place had two bedrooms, large living area and balcony, and a Jacuzzi the size of a small swimming kitty. The semi-private beach was a five min walk and was clothing-optional. They went to the beach and drank rum drinks for the quietus of the afternoon, and messed around a picayune in the sand.

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

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

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

"Oh, I think that sounds like program,"Willy said."But don't discombobulate your rear out or anything. adopt it easy on him, Sharon."

"I'll try,"she said.

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

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

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

"What a slovenly woman my sis is,"rosiness said."Only splice two days and she's already cheating on her husband."

Willy laughed."I know, it's atrocious. And look at that snake in the grass, cheating on his new married woman !"

rose wine smiled and put her hand between Willy's leg, found his cock, stroked it. She kissed him and was soon tonguing his open mouth, his hand massaging her breast.

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

They got out of the tub and toweled each other off. Willy picked her up and carried her to the sleeping accommodation, over the doorsill, so to speak. He threw her onto the bed, and they made love. He ate her and sucked her and licked her and fucked her and she sucked him and licked him and fucked him and they both came twice before Rose opened the lubricant tube and Willy fucked her noble-minded backchannel.

That week they did a little sightseeing, but near twenty-four hours were spent topless on the beach until they went back to the villa for afternoon delights. They ate their dinners out. They'd come back from dinner and get naked and into the Jacuzzi, where the sex would usually get started before they headed to bed. The initiatory six nighttime Willy and Jed slept with each sis three times. They all spent the utmost night in the giant business leader bed. face by side Jed fucked rosebush and Willy fucked Sharon, and then they traded. The fille sucked cocks and traded. The Guy 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 golf shot of normal life. Sharon moved in with Willy. rose wine and Jed rented an flat together. They resumed their pre-marriage act of partying together on the weekends and going to Willy's gigs.

A few weeks later Willy discovered an interesting fact. He checked the document from the county courthouse regarding their wedding party and wedlock. The four of them had filed their applications programme properly, but evidently Reverend Jarvis had flux thing up when he did the recording paperwork.

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

He shook his read/write head and laughed to himself as he read the doc, but there it was in black and blank : 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 tell the others when they all received another piece of surprising news.

blush wine was pregnant.

Willy decided he'd leave things alone for a while, hold open it to himself, play dumb. Why bowl over everybody if he didn't have to ? hold till the child is born, do a DNA run, determine who the male parent is. Who knows ? Maybe the screw-up would end up being a approval in disguise.

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