Sharon Goes Back to School Ch. 15D

"God, yes, baby!" she moaned, "Fuck me harder!" Chris complied, almost toppling his surprised wife into the filling tub. She let go of her sex to brace again with both hands, amazed for a moment that Chris had not gotten overexcited and cum at her climax. Then she remembered what she had seen. She bit her lip, delighted to have found something that would let her husband really fuck her... to carry her from one climax to the next. "Oh God!" she panted, "Oh God... So good... So good... Oh my God!" Sharon came again powerfully, mingled fluids pouring down her thighs, smearing Chris' as he hammered at her, panting, proud as well of his stamina.

He blinked, trying to remember if Sharon had explained the tattoos on her back, which were more obvious in the well lit bathroom, compared to the dark bedroom where they usually made love. He blinked at a fragmentary memory of Kelly's back... and Lisa's, which were similarly adorned. He frowned, pace faltering as he tried to remember why he could remember seeing the young women's naked backs.

"No, God, don't stop," Sharon groaned, pushing back against him, her hand once more pressed tight against her clit and mons. Instead, Chris backed up, slipping out of his wife's dripping sex. He kept hold of her left hip, spinning her half around, and catching her waist with both hands, bodily moving Sharon before the sink. She squealed when her ass hit the cold marble edge of the sink, the sound rising as Chris stepped between her splayed thighs, driving his erection home in a single lunge. "Yes!" Sharon moaned, head dropping back, hips tilting, welcoming her husband's thrusts. Chris leaned down, sucking hungrily on Sharon's erect nipples through the fabric of her dress.

"You like it rough," he panted, aware that as much as he wanted, he was coming to the edge of his own climax. Sharon nodded, complaining and curling one leg up, pulling him back inside of her when he backed out teasingly. Chris paused, half out of her twitching, dripping sex, and caught the edge of her dress, pushing it higher until Sharon lifted her arms, letting him strip her bare. "And no bra," he waggled his eyebrows, "I'd say you wanted to seduce me." Sharon giggled, twitching her pelvis where she was partially impaled, the sensation making Chris struggle, clenching his teeth to keep from cumming at that moment.

"Happy..." he slammed himself home, "New... Years... Baby!" he managed, delighted when Sharon shuddered and groaned in an obvious orgasm just as he began to erupt. Chris shouted in delight, thankful he had let Kelly talk him into inviting their friends to the hotel for New Years... it had been such a late decision he had expected everyone would already have plans. He did not dwell on that, though, too pleased at having been so successful fucking his wife.

Spent, he backed out, laughing as Sharon clenched her thighs together, embarrassed at what was leaking from her seam. He stepped back, leaning against the doorway.

"Want to come to bed for more celebration, baby?" Sharon giggled, pointing at the tub, which was dangerously near to overflowing.

"I need a bath, now," she argued, "You naughty boy." Chris shrugged, scooping the bottle of champagne that had been chilling on the bathroom counter and the flutes, padding naked from the waist down back to the bed. Sharon heard the pop and then the sound of her husband flopping onto the bed. She sank into the steaming water slowly, still not daring to relax her thighs, out of certainty at how much semen would leak from her if she did. She turned the bubbles on before she relaxed, lounging back and letting the too hot water erase the tensions from her body. She giggled at the thought that Chris and Shaun's semen was going to be covering her entire body.

The thought triggered a familiar spark in her clitoris, and without really thinking about it, the blonde white wife masturbated to memories of all the men who had enjoyed her that day... Her men.

She reluctantly let the water out of the tub and began to towel dry as she headed for the bed, ready to see if Chris could get hard for a third time. She was not surprised to find him asleep. She was a bit surprised when the phone rang and he did not stir.

"Hello?" she picked up, tucking the towel around her in a wrap, stepping away from the bed.

"Did you have any of the champagne?" Dave asked her. Sharon looked at the open bottle and the half empty glass by Chris' head.

"No," she answered, "Why do you ask?"

"Where's hubby?" Dave asked instead of answering.

"Sound asleep," Sharon paused, "Happy New Year, but I'm going to turn in, too."

"Did he have some champagne?" Sharon frowned.

"I think so... Why?" Dave chuckled.

"Great. Put some clothes on and come down to the party room." Sharon blinked, remembering what she had seen happening there. She shook her head.

"I can't. Chris might wake up."

"Naw," Dave argued, "He's gonna sleep for awhile, now."

"You drugged him?" Sharon was shocked, "He could die!"

"He won't die," Dave assured her, "I'll send someone up to make sure he's taken care of. But get your hot married ass down here or we'll wake him up and show him what a little slut his wife has become..." Sharon hung up, wishing she could refuse, embarrassed that she was already getting hot again at what she knew was in store. She did not bother getting out new clothes, donning the teddy and the skimpy pink thong, and finding matching three inch pumps in the bag. She stepped into the corridor, not worrying when the door closed, and sauntered nearly naked to the service elevator where she had gotten off on the way up to their room, confident the boosters would be using the main elevators.

She paused in the plain service hall long enough to get oriented, and then followed the sound of the hip hop music, wondering just how she was going to spend the first morning of the new year...

***Next, chapter 16: Who Says What Happens in Vegas...

Well, that's finally the end of Chapter 15... Apologies that it ran so long, and as ever, for the wait from segment to segment, but as I've said, real life gets in the way. To the devoted fans, I appreciate your patience, and hope this was a good read. I'm appending at the end here, because the handful of haters that feel compelled to post again about how awful this is, 15 chapters in, are so misguided and ridiculously angry I am pretending they simply don't exist-- they certainly don't need to be reading this.

As ever, RP, the pics were great motivation. And D, hope some of this was a surprise that fell into your idea of where Sharon is heading. Honestly Chris' little performance was a surprise to me, too. It's kind of fun when that happens. To those who've been so kind and encouraging, hope you enjoyed the teaser. The chapter was finished despite a lack of vacation time, because prep for a half marathon that has meant more time reading and less time writing while on the treadmill was delayed do to a broken toe!

I'm sure there are people scratching their heads, wondering about the BIG gap in the end of this segment... what happened to Sharon's friends, you ask? Well, I had hoped someone would pick up that thread and provide a spin off story or series, as Scipio so graciously allowed of me after chapter 3... Their story, I suspect, will be quite a hot bit, but it's not in Sharon's direct arc, and I have more chapters to write about hopefully one of your favorite erotic heroines, so that chapter can wait for a bit... unless someone else wants to do it... On the LE site the 'FinishTheDamnStory' pieces have been interesting reads, and have been a staple along with the shorts of Ashson, and the pieces by StangStar06 and qualitywheat... there are others, but those have been solid posters of solid stories for some time now.

As to the end of the New Year's orgy? I guess we'll just have to wait until chapter 16 gets under way. It should be a shorter chapter, just covering the start of the year as a flashback and then about 3 days. 17 will be Valentines perhaps through Spring Break. And of course it's basketball season, now, in Sharon's world. Some threads got tied up in this chapter, but there are still some are out there, with one big change set to blow up in the next chapter, so patience, fellow erotica readers, Sharon will ride... or be ridden, again soon.

Pax,

RA