Sharon Goes Back to School Ch. 17D

Original Story: Scipio
Continuation: RogueAlan
This addition with predominant story development and writing by Lope50

Chapter 17 D: With a Little Help From My Friends

Driving back to the city, Chris was lost in thought. His 5 inch dick was getting hard again reliving the last hour and a half. In fact he had started getting excited as soon as he heard Kelly's voice on his phone inviting him to dinner. Not only would he see his dedicated, studious, and wholesome wife who seemed to have loosened up in the sex department, but the young coed who Sharon kept saying was her inspiration.

Kelly's eyes seemed to sparkle whenever he was with her. He thought back, to the days after New Years Eve. While Sharon had been in Vegas (being exhibited and modified, he could not have known) Kelly had appeared with a Sociology assignment and of course she had stayed at the large Sobel home. She spent a little time with Catherine, as Cat had her new boyfriends (and with Kelly's help the high school senior had even stayed out some nights). Kelly spent more time with Scott, but he was spending nights out with his new friends so Kelly and Chris had spent time together, too.

She had introduced him to mind erasers, vodka, and heavy duty weed, and Chris had missed two days of work after the New Year, an amazing two days, at least what he sort of remembered of them. His dick deflated though at the thought that Sharon might find out. Coming back to reality he noticed the flyer flapping under the passenger side windshield wiper. Chris could make out two big peaks and the words 'follow' and 'eyes.' He hadn't yet seen the gift box with the black bow in the rear seat.

Sharon could not have cared less about what Chris was thinking, at the moment; her mouth and throat were filled with 10 inches of black cock. She giggled and inhaled the heady scent of his pubic hair and knew instinctively why she was cleaning the brother: it's a Bitch's duty to clean her man. In this specific case Sharon was cleaning Shaun up after Shannon and a future recruit who was an 18 year old high school cheerleader had enjoyed his big cock. The BZ Bitch, whore, stripper, mother, wife (in her descending order of importance) was beginning to see lights when Shaun finally dislodged his cock from her gullet. Kissing the head of his large cock out of respect and looking up at her lover, her defiler, Sharon lustily mumbled "I could do this forever daddy." Shaun nodded, "I wanted a taste of my sexy valentine treat," he assured her as he pinched both big nipples making her rise. He thought about taking Sharon, her hands cuffed behind her back, and imagined again restraining their pet Bitch, keeping her head strapped to his loins, for an entire night, accepting whatever he gave her. He made a mental note to so enjoy their lost wife.

As he turned her, bending her over the table, one hand still pinched her unpierced nipple, while the other began rubbing her already wet, again flooding pussy, Shaun licked and kissed her neck giving her chills and whispered. "I'm giving you this because I saw your menu for tonight" then plunged his saliva slicked cock into her ass in one stroke. He proceeded to give her the fucking she had needed since her episode in the gym. Sharon loved it, no asking just taking. She knew she was meat and he was hungry. He paused every few strokes, his hands doing double duty, holding her in place and keeping the hole in her ass a gaping chasm when he would teasingly pull out.

Looking down he laughed aloud and seeing a great shot he broke character calling for a roving videographer. When he would tease his cock tip a nerve twitched, her pucker spasming. And so somewhere in a the ZB cloud, there was sexy new footage waiting to be spliced into a new Super Slut video, . Sharon's fans would get a 6 second very up close and personal teaser of her beautiful ass winking. But even an anonymous athletically shaped bubble butt gets boring. Shaun had the camera slowly back away, still shooting but from a lower angle.

The result was a full body shot of Sharon, ass high and quivering, enlarged breasts hanging down, softly swaying, nipples thick, long, tinged dark red from pinching, and including her beautiful face, the wide smile and an eye wink timed with the clenching blink of her ass. The camera panned back, cameraman staying out of Sharon's field of view as Shaun released his grip. The sex addicted MILF thought he would tease her, and slammed her ass down on his thick pole. Sharon's Blue Room experience kept her from screaming out. Her whole glistening body stiffened and froze, every nerve ending in her rosy red rear end exploded as her young Black promoter's thick weapon sliced deep into her soft, moderately tight chute, triggering an orgasm, and causing her to collapse in her sexual stupor.

The lust turned wife had been tense and ill at ease since being summoned home by her inattentive and gullible husband. Sharon thought less and less about the house and him. She never really considered that it was no longer her home. She remembered when she first returned to the spacious house, she had been worried and upset Chris would see the beginnings of her metamorphosis. Now as the butterfly, she dreaded a return to the boredom of her old life. 'Damn,' she thought, 'I have to drive two fucking hours for dinner, an uninspired fuck, and of course his mandatory blow job.'

But the frat, as they always did, had looked out for her. The orchestrated dinner had her befuddled husband in and out in barely 90 minutes. Upon seeing Shaun, the little used house wife, well little used in comparison to a night at Snake Eyes, Sharon's heart had filled with joy, her nipples hardened and of course her pussy moistened. Sharon Sobel was relaxing.

After leaving Tom and his amazing cock, somehow the buzz of need had still been there in the background, and when she stepped into the back room she had hoped Kelly would be ready to go, imagining they could find a way to take care of the itch she still felt, considering her friend's earlier surprise during their shift. She was not really surprised not to find the sexy brunette was occupied—there were still guests coming in for their 'dates.' Shannon's snooty attitude when she gestured that Sharon should go into one of the smaller back rooms failed to dent the cloud of happiness on which she was floating.

Even finding Shaun driving into the skinny young blonde from behind, the girl's eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent moan of pleasure that Sharon could almost feel had not triggered the jealousy it would have a few months before. Instead, Sharon had felt her hunger, so recently capably fed by Tom bloom again.

"She's lost now," Shannon snickered, having come in beside the aroused white wife, "Never gonna want anything but black cock." Sharon nodded, and her 'sister' sneered, "I got off on that cock first," she tossed her hair, raising her nose arrogantly, "The little cunt has me inside her now, too." She had glanced sidelong at Sharon, clearly unimpressed, despite the older BZ Bitch's favored slut status among the frat members, "You get to clean us both off of him when he's finished." And then she had left. But Sharon had not really noticed; she was already moving toward Shaun, who was smiling at her as he fucked into the helpless girl.

As if he had been awaiting her arrival, Shaun stepped back, his cock pulling free of his conquest with an obscene slurp. Without his support, the blonde collapsed, her body twitching in the throes of her final orgasm. Sharon had already been moving forward, licking her lips. Then she had been on her knees, ducking her head to catch Shaun's heavy glans.

"Yeah, little BZ Bitch," Shaun murmured, "Mrs. Sharon Sobel..." Her focus was totally on his dripping cock, and the shiver of delight that swept her body as her tongue swirled around his cock head with practiced familiarity; Sharon missed Shaun's wide grin at the total lack of reaction to his words. Once again Dave had been right, bringing the wimpy cuck up to see her in her element had left their pet housewife adrift, disconnected from her family and home. "Show your new sister her place. Show her what the BZ Bitch can do."

Sharon needed no more guidance. She inhaled, then dove fully onto Shaun's throbbing cock, nestling her nose in his pubic hair, sucking hungrily as he pushed without resistance into her well trained throat. She held herself there for long seconds, then backed off, getting a breath through her nose without ever releasing her suction on his gorgeous shaft. His fingers moved through her hair, petting her as Sharon maintained the slow pace. He was close, she knew, the entire shaft throbbing, the glans swelling. And then he was cumming, plugged fully into her throat. Sharon moaned encouragement, still sucking.

"Oh yeah," Shaun moved his hands to his hips, winking at the cameraman who had been catching the action, demonstrating clearly Sharon was acting of her free will. "God you're an amazing cocksucker." He watched as the blonde wife began to bob her head when his climax was done, sucking more gently, her tongue flickering to each side as she went to work cleaning the vestiges of his release and the other women from his cock. "You glad you got to stay home with us for Valentine's day?"

Coming back to reality, the mind fucked women looked up at her first young lover thinking about how great it would be to again spend the whole night with him. This is where she belonged. Despite knowing it was wrong, that she was married and should be faithful to Chris, she could not deny what she felt even as she nodded in answer to his question—this was where she wanted to be.

With a quick smirk and slight nod Shaun looked down at his dripping work of art. The young sculptor had molded her into a new life. He and his frat sidekick, Dave, had turned the prim and proper upper class wife, who always made love with her husband in a darkened bedroom, into a female cat in heat (she is very good pussy), who would eagerly fuck on demand. When she was not worshiping the frat's poles, her passion had been directed to entertaining as a top tier stripper; she loved crawling across the stage doing her floor work spreading her long legs, opening her wet slit for her fans and letting them see her hard on for them. Go, the third man in her schooling (training) also had a big hand in completing her professional development by introducing her to the Champagne Room.

Shaun prided himself on how quickly he understood Sharon and what buttons to push. He had mapped out her training using a standard operative conditioning manual. She was goal oriented, so when she completed a task she was praised and rewarded. It had been noted, how happy and almost worshipful she acted in winning her tats, her pride in being Demon Goddess. His brothers had seen it, too, watching tapes of the 24 hour Sharon feed had them cracking up, nearly falling out of their chairs, at the recent images of their naked drunk stoned porn star wearing her Christmas party award necklace, 4 inch heels, and carrying her AVN award in her little rental unit just days before their Valentine's party.

"I want to thank my Brothers of the BZ Frat for my beautiful chain, it means so much to me," Sharon slurred to the empty room. She had started wearing it around her little home and many times she would check herself out in the mirrors liking how it fell between the frat's big titties emphasizing the deep cleavage they created. She obviously like they way it looked hanging between her new rack. "I also want to thank my fans for my award. Come see me at Go's, I mean Snake Eyes." Stopping, lost in thought, she slipped down to the sofa, murmuring "Where is Go?" and then pouting aloud, "Will I ever see him again?"

Thinking of Go and his bent joint had made the frustrated, horny stripper hot. Sharon started lightly rubbing her moist seam, realizing she was watching herself on the BZ Channel sucking her Vegas doctor; she fucked herself to a drippy orgasm with the phallic shaped award. In doing so the self acknowledged slut starred in another excellent video snippet.

Shaun stopped considering their success with the married housewife, focusing instead on the moment, and the living sexpot before him. As Shaun reached down, Sharon grabbed his hand, kissing the back with lust and adoration, "I'll do anything for you", she whispered. "I know" he casually replied. "Fuck me" is what she meant to say, "Use me", is what she uttered; "We do" he answered with a smiling nod. His smile fading, Shaun thought about the number of cocks that had been in this woman's mouth, pussy and ass during her six month servitude and conditioning by the frat.

Sharon undoubtedly had had more sex this semester than in her nineteen year being married. Kelly had told Dave Sharon had talked about having less and less sex with Chris in recent years, sometimes only once or twice a month. Hacks of her journal revealed that even when they might have a "wild weekend" when the kids were away, it was uninspired, it was vanilla, it was missionary, it was in and out, in and out , drizzle of cum, roll over, sleep, snore. Sharon had been unfulfilled, but knew no other life and was passive in her drudgery.

Sharon had come to school to expand her experience, try new things and revive her spirit. And she was an excellent student. She had learned to take large tubular objects balls deep, had won 'honors' in 3 hole stuffing, and her goal to make the Dean's list in double penetration would soon be realized, to be quickly superseded by her beautiful, erotic and rare mouth plug, double double insertions.

The chesty coed had learned to dance. She had learned how to push drinks; she had learned how to market herself. She knew as her second semester began that a shake, or a peek, or an 'innocent' spread could get a guy hard. She knew that a few bounces on his lap would either finish him or get him wanting more. She knew the role of a working girl, and was happy in her work. Without ever considering what it would mean to her marriage, Sharon had started thinking that this just might be a career as Sonny Oden had told her.

Since going back to school, Sharon had 'learned' to be an entertainer and a loyal sister to a new large family of Brothers. If the BZ needed her to fuck, she would fuck. That utter obedience meant that in the Fall Semester sister Sharon had been poked by her school's entire football and basketball teams, a rival school's football players (rumor was that the coaches had taken a turn). Sharon had been prodded by her clients, uh, customers at work. The Sobel slut had been fucked and abused by high school athletes at her family house. The MILF whore entertained after hour guests and toady 'poke her' paybacks at her little home, and of course little sister was always open to BZ wherever and whenever they want. And of course her fellow BZ Bitches—Sharon had opened up new horizons learning to lick, fuck and daisy chain with her sister sluts.

Although it was had been close, Sharon Sobel had not had more sex in her first six months in school, than in her 19 years of marriage. Just a few months into the new year, never recognized or celebrated by anyone including Sharon, in mid April the housewife, stripper, porn star, whore, would orgasm, enjoying having a stranger buried in her more often than she had ever given herself to her husband

But it was still Valentine's, and Shaun was determined to fully enjoy the wife they had ensnared and bent to their will. During her third orgasm Shaun pulled out of her puckered hole. Even in the middle of cumming, her automatic reflex had Sharon dropping and turning holding her—no the ZB's—new tits up in submission to her master. Her impressive new fun bags, capped with her large coral colored nipples looked an inviting sperm pad, but Sharon had a different task.

Doing what she was told Sharon clasped her hands together behind her head, opened her mouth and was face fucked until Shaun fed her his gift of sperm. She was a proficient cocksucker now and handled his load no problem. Sharon remembered back a short six months when the brothers were 'teaching' her a sister's duties and she marveled at her accomplishments, even as she reflexively mouthed Shaun clean of her anal juices before looking up to ask to be "fucked again, please daddy, please".

Having never removed a hand from her hair Shaun lifted Sharon to a standing position. "It sounds great, and you know I would love to take you again, but I've got some important frat business and I'm pretty sure some other brothers want a valentine 'kiss' from our hard working sexy bitch". This time pinching her pierced nipple a little harder than necessary he reminded her of her sisterly duties. Enveloping her gently in his arms, again licking her neck and very softly rubbing her still wet and creamy pussy Shaun whispered, "Maybe we can find some time and get away during Spring Break."

Sharon gasped and her pussy got a little wetter, a moment of indecision was quickly resolved, Sharon would do the right thing. It was her wifely duty to please her husband; she had, thanks to what she had learned as a BZ Bitch. And now... She knew that the right thing was whatever Shaun wanted. Turning her away from the exit, he slapped her ass and left. If she had looked out just minutes later, Sharon would have seen Shaun sandwiched between Shannon and Miranda the young woman recruited by Zeke, a high school senior who happened to be on the same cheer squad as Catherine. The girls were headed back to the frat for a valentine party. No party for Sharon, she was a working girl.

Jamal was the next into the room, bringing a mojito for their pet white wife. She drank it greedily, remembering the Christmas party confrontation she quickly turned on her hostess persona.

"Hey baby, what can I do for my man?" Sharon smiled and shimmied her new breasts as she slowly bent forward giving him (and the camera) a beautiful view of her swinging mounds.

"I missed having you at the zoo exhibition, so lets start with your mouth and your new ornament" Jamal replied handing her a second mojito and hopped up on the table. "I want it slow and deep, not like your Christmas bullshit." Sharon assumed her position, and as she did with Shaun, kissed the tip of his thin long cock. Six minutes later she was rewarded with a mouthful of thick rich cum. She loved the taste, recognizing the hint of at least on of her sister's pussy or ass as well.

The beguiled, confused and hopelessly turned sex pot, wondered if the frat had changed the rules, but being the pro she licked, tongued and suckled his member clean as she had been taught. Jamal loved the blow job, but his task was to fuck her ass and he would not be ready for awhile. Sensing he was getting tense she reverted to her entertainer mode, took his head to her breast and slowly rubbed his deflated dick soothing him as she had done with some of her Snake Eyes dates. Picking up her rum drink and finishing it in one gulp, Sharon gave his dick a squeeze, thanked him and watched him leave docilely as had many of her customers.

The night was still young and after Jamal, Sharon 'Valentine kissed' Vernal, Leroy, Bernie, Gavin, Rory, and seven or eight other brothers, she did not know as well. Each received a kiss, a tit shimmy, a kiss of respect on the cock tip, a greeting blow job, no a cleaning blow job, as she detected sister juice on each black cock, and ending with each frat member taking her ass. Of course no one asked, each brother simply pulling out of her gaping hole to feed their BZ Bitch their thick seed. Sharon loved the taste and drunkenly giggled and wondered if there really were cum junkies.

Sharon was thoroughly wasted, because after Leroy, the shots were straight rum or gin or vodka. Talking aloud she wondered if there was any more dessert and in response Trevor walked through the curtain with a mind eraser and the strawberries with special sauce.