Part 37: Something new
I have decided to change the way I present this material. Due to having less and less long stretches of free time to write me, Sharon's emails have become less regular and a little more disjointed. There are times when she has to quit in the middle of a story, and the next time she writes she starts telling me about a new adventure and never finishes the previous one. I have to pull out the details over several emails by asking lots of questions. The result is that our email exchange has become harder and harder to follow, even for me at times. There is also more material which is not suitable for Literotica and must be redacted. So from now on I'm going to try synthesizing her emails into a coherent (I hope) third person account. I will attempt to keep things in chronological order, but for certain key dates I will dispense with the rigid day-by-day format I used before in favor of a more flowing style which will hopefully be easier to read. As always, if this type of material offends you, then fuck off and go read something more your speed, like See Spot Run.
A summary of the current situation is probably the best way to start. Sharon has completely given herself over to her husband to be his submissive sex slave. Joe seems to still have quite a few fantasies he wants to have her fulfill and he has enlisted plenty of help to make them happen. Like any good manager, he has delegated some of his authority in order to concentrate on long range plans. Bruce appears to be in charge of the ex-student brigade and to make sure that Sharon gets plenty of sex between the major adventures. This suited the virile 18 and 19 year olds just fine. I once commented that older women that go after younger men are called "cougars" and the men are their "cubs". She didn't like the "cougar" title for herself, but really liked "cubs", so from then on that's the way she referred to them.
James, Sharon's colleague from the High School, arranges kinky experiences for her. This sometimes involves the ex-students, including his son, and sometimes others. Joe's brother Jeff has definitely taken on the role of the humiliation czar. He loves to embarrass his sister in law at every opportunity and gets the chance once in a while when Joe "loans" Sharon to Jeff so he can fulfill his fantasies too.
I left off in the previous chapter in the middle of October, which is where the first large gap in Sharon's emails occurs. It took a little while, but I eventually found out what happened that next Sunday morning with Jeff.
Sharon woke up in her husband's arms, his erection pressing against her ass. She was still a little groggy, but loved morning sex, so she pushed back against his hard member to let him know she was awake and willing.
"Can't get enough of my cock, eh slut?" Joe said.
Only it wasn't Joe's voice. It was Jeff's. Suddenly she was completely awake and the previous evenings activities rushed back into her mind. Of course, she had literally slept with her brother in law, and now it was his erection that she was grinding against. In response Jeff grabbed her left tit and started roughly squeezing it.
"So do you like to fuck in the morning, bitch?" Jeff asked.
"Yes," Sharon answered truthfully.
"So do I," He replied. "Do you know why?"
"No."
"Because I can go fucking forever in the morning," Jeff said, and proceeded to prove it.
He started from behind, thrusting into her from the spooning position they woke up in. After a while he rolled her over and pounded her for a while in the good old missionary position. When he got tired he flopped onto his back and ordered Sharon to climb on top so she could do the "work" for a while. Even though she detested her brother in law, all the stimulation and her general morning horniness resulted several nice orgasms. After more than 40 minutes, Jeff still had not cum though. Sharon's legs were getting tired and as much as she liked to fuck, she needed to pee. Badly.
Jeff was hungry by that time, so he let her go to the bathroom after promising they would finish later what they had started. When she went downstairs after he shower she found Joe and his brother waiting in the kitchen. They wanted Sharon to make them breakfast. Even though her compact with Joe only included being his sex slave, she still complied with their wishes. After all, it wasn't that unusual for her to make her husband breakfast on the weekends.
While she was cooking Jeff was playing grab ass with her and by the time she was finished preparing their meal, he had her robe on the floor. While they ate she spent the time under the table giving Jeff a blow job. She did her best, but the bastard just would not cum. She was hoping if she got him off, her servitude to him would be over for the day. But so far she was frustrated with her attempts. After breakfast Jeff made Sharon put on her collar and leash. Then he took the leash and led her around the house for the rest of the morning. She followed him everywhere he went, including to the bathroom. He didn't do anything explicitly sexual, but being led around her own house naked with a dog collar and leash was still very humiliating.
That changed early in the afternoon when the doorbell rang. Sharon panicked a little, but didn't let it show. She was relieved when Jeff ordered her to go into the kitchen and wait for him there. Obviously the guys were expecting the visitors, whoever they were, and Sharon was curious. So she listened carefully by the entrance to the dining room to see if she could find out what they were up to. She heard the door open followed by standard greetings. It sounded like two of the men that Joe golfed with occasionally. Dan and Burt. She thought she had met them once or twice, but couldn't conjure up an image of their faces.
"So what's up? You said it was important," Burt said.
"You two are the only ones that have not signed up to go to Myrtle Beach and we wanted to make one last try to change your minds," Joe answered.
"You know I can't, my wife would never forgive me if I missed her mother's 80th birthday," Dan stated.
"Sorry guys, but I just can't afford it this year," Burt replied.
"We know all that," Jeff said, "But we are planning a special bonus this year that I know neither of you will want to miss."
"What could you possibly have in mind that's worth risking a divorce?" Dan objected.
"I think a little preview is in order," Joe said. "Show them Jeff."
Jeff walked in the direction of the kitchen and Sharon had an uncomfortable feeling she knew what he was up to. Sure enough, when he got to the kitchen he took Sharon's leash and pulled her out into the dining room. Jeff led her directly through and into the living room to the amazement of their guests. Sharon's face burned in embarrassment, but her pussy tingled in arousal.
"What the..." Burt started.
"Your wife?" Dan asked in confusion.
"This is our party bitch. She will be entertaining us every evening after a long day of golf," Joe said.
Dan and Burt looked shocked.
"Entertaining? What are you talking about? She's your wife," Dan objected.
"No, she's a submissive slut that loves being used as a sex toy," Joe replied. "Isn't that right bitch?"
"Yes," Sharon answered.
"Really?" Burt exclaimed.
"Absolutely," Jeff said. "How about a little demonstration?"
"Sure," Burt answered.
"Suck them off, slut," Jeff told Sharon.
She dropped to her knees and pulled down Burt's pants. As soon as his hard cock was in view she gobbled it down. After a minute or so Jeff told her not to ignore Dan, so she turned to him and did the same. Sharon was in her element, alternating between the two men and their hard cocks. She loved to give blow jobs, and it really showed. Dan was the first one to cum and she swallowed all his cream as she always did. It wasn't long before Burt was filling her mouth with his man juice as well. Both men were impressed.
"Maybe I can find a way to squeeze the money out of the budget," Burt said.
"It might be worth a divorce to spend a week playing with that body," Dan said.
After they left Jeff took Sharon to Joe's computer, dropped his pants, and sat down. Then he had Sharon sit on his cock facing the computer screen. As he slowly fucked her, he brought up pornographic websites that specialized in gang bangs and black men fucking white women. No matter how nasty the women on those sites were, he would tell Sharon she was nastier. He said she was only good for one thing; to please men and make them cum. As far as he was concerned she only existed to amuse him, and the thing he enjoyed the most was humiliating her. He told her he knew she hated him, but that just made it that much more fun. He was really working her clit by then and when she came he laughed.
"You despise me but you're such a slut you can't stop yourself from creaming all over my cock," Jeff crowed.
Sharon knew what he said was true, but that only added to her humiliation fueled arousal. When Jeff found a set of pictures of a woman about Sharon's age being ganged by a group of teens (all over 18 the site claimed), he stopped there.
"Now this is more like it. You like young cock, don't you?" He asked.
"Yes," Sharon answered truthfully.