Sharing Sharon Pt. 01

When I hear Don's car pull up in the drive, I wake my wife up. She blinks at me, and looks at the clock. I normally let her sleep until at least 7 so she looks a bit perplexed.

"It's six a.m. Why are we awake?"

"Don's here. He wanted a blowjob this morning before work. He said he's been saving it up for you the last few days. It should be quite a load."

That is probably an understatement. Don's loads are always large. He makes the porn stars look like amateurs when it comes to cum loads. If he's been saving up it ought to be quite the treat for Sharon.

My phone buzzes. It's Don texting me he's here. I text for him to come to the door and that Sharon will be right down.

Sharon climbs out of bed and pulls her socks up. That's her uniform and the only thing she's allowed to wear at home, thigh high socks. Her current socks are pink with white rings at the top. Pink is her favorite color. Even with bed head she looks spectacular. She is what's known as a busty petite. She's 5'2" and about 110 pounds with firm C-Cup breasts. Her pale skin and her shoulder length wavy black hair make her just about perfect in my book. When she looks up at you with those bright blue eyes she becomes all you can see. My friends are allowed to come by and use her whenever they want just as long as they give me a heads up first. Needless to say, they come by often, which is fine with all of us. Sharon has a huge sex drive and we like it that way.

"Just a minute, babe. Let's put in a butt plug."

Her eyes brighten at this. She loves to have things stuck up her ass. Butt plugs were regular accessories in our house. We always have some handy.

"Whee! This is my kind of morning," she says as she opens the nightstand drawer. "Which one?"

"Let's just do the small blue one. You can keep it in this morning after you've finished him."

"Yay! You sure you don't want me to wear a bigger one?"

"Ok, you convinced me. Grab the next size up. Just remember, you're going to be wearing it until at least after breakfast."

"Fine by me," she says happily.

She grabs the bigger pink one and puts it in her mouth to get it wet. After she gets it good and slippery she hands it to me, bends over, and spread her cheeks for me to put it inside her. I notice a hint of grool on her labia. She is already getting excited.

I line up the tip with her anus and press it in. She presses back on it eagerly and it pops right into place. I give it a small twist for luck then drag my finger down between her labia to find out how wet she is. She's already soaked. I slide one finger up into her pressing up against the butt plug through the wall of her pussy. She groans and moves her hips trying to get more sensation from my finger. I pull it out and slap her ass lightly.

"None of that now. No cumming yet."

"Aww," she says as she straightens up and faces me. "Any special instructions this time?"

"Yes. Don't swallow."

"Wha— but Don always has such big loads and you know how much I love cum."

"I'm sure you can keep it all in your mouth. I want you to come back upstairs and show me his load. You have to keep it in your mouth until I make you cum. Then you can swallow it. Can you do that?"

"I guess so. As long as I get to swallow it."

"Ok, we've kept him waiting long enough. Get down there and blow our friend. Bring him into the foyer but leave the front door open. Now scoot. Don't forget your phone."

"Yes sir!" She grabs her phone and heads downstairs. She's required to take a selfie with every cock she has. It's a journal of sorts and sometimes we'll look through it and talk about past experiences.

As Sharon goes downstairs to blow Don, I grab my tablet. We have cameras all over the house and I can watch all of them from anywhere. I switch to one of the cameras in the foyer and watch as Sharon opens the door for him.

Don's just an average man. Average looks, average cock. Nothing remarkable to look at but he sure can manufacture cum for Sharon. She loves that about him.

"Well good morning, Don. I hear you have something for me. Did you bring a lot?"

"Why yes, yes I did, Sharon," he says as he steps into the foyer and starts to close the door.

"Don't close that. Frank said to leave the door open this time. Let me help you out of those pants."

I'm always delighted to watch my wife with other men. I watch her as she drops to her knees and begins to unfasten Don's belt. Once she has the belt loose she unzips his pants and slides them and his underwear down to his knees. Don's already hard and Sharon slides her mouth down all the way over his cock. Sharon has no gag reflex and can take the longest cocks all the way down her throat. She can't do that with Don though, since he just barely reaches the back of her throat. This doesn't stop her from going to town on his cock.

She starts bobbing up and down on it then stops and says "Oops, almost forgot."

She slides her phone out of the top of her sock, positions her face against Don's cock and takes a selfie. She slides the phone back into her sock and sucks Don back into her mouth.

"I forgot too, Sharon. Good thing you remembered."

His eyes start to lose focus as she gobbles him for all she's worth. He moans softly when she reaches up and cups his balls. Behind him the headlights of a passing car briefly light the street and I quickly take a screenshot capturing the scene.

Don doesn't last long this morning, but then few can against my wife's oral skills. He groans and starts to cum. Sharon pulls back so that just the tip of his cock is in her mouth. I know from experience that she's still running her tongue over the bottom of his head as he fills her mouth. I can see his cock pulsing as he shoots spurt after spurt of cum into it. After what seems like a phenomenally long time, he relaxes and pulls away. Sharon closes her mouth and stands up while Don pulls up and fastens his pants.

"Aren't you going to swallow," he asks?

"Uh uh," my wife grunts in response as she points upstairs.

"Ok then, I'd better get to work," he says as he turns and leaves. "Thanks! Enjoy the cum."

"Mm hmm."

I watch as my wife closes and locks the door then leaves to come back upstairs to me with her mouth full of cum.

She looks happy when she comes into the room. I indicate a spot beside the bed and she kneels down.

"Open up and let me see."

She tips her head back and slowly opens her mouth. It's fuller than I've ever seen it. I snap a quick picture with my phone as cum begins to drizzle out of the corner of her mouth.

"ann eee aaaoooo," she sounds?

"No, you can't swallow until after I've made you cum. Now stand up and spread your legs apart."

She quickly does just that. I reach between her legs and feel how very wet her pussy is. She's absolutely soaked. Even her inner thighs and tops of her socks are damp. I find her clit and begin rubbing it. She's having trouble holding still and her hips are moving involuntarily. When her legs start shaking I know she's about to cum. My phone buzzes and I stop.

"Mmmmph," my wife complains. She's so close to cumming she can't stand it.

"Just a second. This could be important."

I look at my phone and find it's just Don texting a thanks.

"Nothing important after all," I say.

Sharon's looking frantic from her need to have an orgasm but she knows she's not allowed to finish herself in this situation. I reach toward her once more then pause and look at her.

"Eeesss," she pleads desperately.

I smile and begin rubbing her clit once more. She really was close to cumming. Within five seconds she's trembling and falling against me as she cums. I ease her onto the bed while continuing to stimulate her clit. She groans and trembles as she continues to cum for a good 30 seconds before she calms and I stop massaging her clit. I'm amazed to see that she still has all of that cum in her mouth despite her long hard orgasm. I'll have to tell Don about that.

"You can swallow now."

It takes her three swallows to get it all down then she looks at me with that sparkle in her eyes and says "One."

Since my wife is extremely multi-orgasmic, she's required to count how many times she cums a day. At the end of the day I record it in a spreadsheet. Basically, I chart all of her orgasms. Since this is her first orgasm of the day, it's "one."

"He had one heck of a load," she says. "I didn't think I'd be able to hold it all. It sure was good though."

"That really was some load," I say. "You should change socks. The tops of those are soaked now from all your juices. Feel up to making us pancakes for breakfast or was that all the breakfast you need?"

"Oh I could enjoy a pancake too. I'll go fix some while you get ready for work."

I watch for a moment as she bends over to get clean socks from her dresser, her butt plug briefly visible between her ass cheeks. She goes through a lot of socks in a week.

"I'll try to come up with something fun for you to do after work today, babe," I say as I head to the shower.

"Maybe we could order pizza for dinner tonight," she asks?

"Now there's a thought."

End Part 1.