Bedroom Gangster

by Big Herc

  “Give it to me DDH! Fuck me with that big cock of yours! Make me cum!” Jennifer screamed.

  When they paused for still shots, their bodies were covered with sweat and it was apparent they were both enjoyed each other’s company. Jennifer squeezed her cunt muscles on his cock and teased his erection between shots keeping him hard has steel.

  “You two are doing great,” Pam commented as she snapped away shots. This put the fucking into perspective being on the other side of the camera.

  When Brianna got back to filming, DDH bent Jennifer over doggy style and continued the assault on her wet womb. Thrusting in and out, DDH showed no sign of tiring and for a moment, Jennifer wondered how long he could keep up this pace. All she knew was that her pussy was getting a workout and that his dick was driving her crazy.

  “Oh my God, this dick is so good! Fuck me Baby, give me all your cock,” Jennifer whined.

  This made DDH pound her with more fury and really get into the scene. While he fucked her, he reached around Jennifer’s smooth belly and stroked her erect clitoris. This made Jennifer even wetter and caused her body to rock with terrifying convulsions. At one point, she temporarily blacked out.

  Upon regaining consciousness, Jennifer looked at Brianna, Tone and Pam, and started giggling. She realized that everyone in the room had their eyes on her. She was on center stage and loving every minute of it. She tried to imagine the sexual thoughts that were going through their heads. The excitement they must have felt from witnessing such an erotic display of affection. Locking eyes with Tone, it was obvious he was turned on. He was rubbing a massive hard on through his pants and moving his lips saying, “I’m next.”

  Pam took a few more shots and then Brianna gave the signal that she was ready for DDH’s internal pop shot. As the movements of DDH’s fucking increased his grip on Jennifer’s buttocks stiffened. His organ suddenly expanded and pulsated, as he froze up, signaling he was about to ejaculate. The feeling of DDH's sperm coating her walls sent her pleasure into a heightened fevered pitch.

  “Fuck yesss! Cum in my pussy baby! Cream in my pussy,” Jennifer whined bucking her hips up into DDH.

  The whole time DDH was emptying himself inside of Jennifer, he stayed deep in her vagina right up against her cervix. She pictured his penis discharging creamy torrents of cum being sucked up by the small opening of her uterus, like a greedy mouth.

  Milking his shaft, DDH squeezed out the last drops of sperm that had yet to disgorge from his hole, and then pulled his pipe out of her dripping honey pot. Strings of cum stretched from her puffy slit, to his juice covered cock. Brianna was positioned with the camera for a close up, when Jennifer pushed with her pelvic. She squirted the sperm, pussy juice mixture from her pussy, making a puddle beneath her on the bed. The smile on Brianna’s face showed that she was pleased with Jennifer and DDH’s performance on the scene.

  “That’s a wrap,” Tone barked.

  Chapter 10

  With DDH on the streets, Tone had another loyal family member he could count on to take care of business and make moves with. Tone introduced DDH to Sandra and Barry, they both took an instant liking to him. Within a week, he was going on calls to Brentwood, Beverly Hills and Santa Barbara, in addition to doing scenes for Allure.

  “Tone, I love this city, Bro. It’s got everything you could ever want and then some. It has beautiful scenery, lovely women, money making opportunities, culture and bomb-ass entertainment.” DDH said over breakfast. He was grubbing on a dozen egg whites, six pieces of turkey bacon, four slices of wheat toast and a tall glass of fresh squeezed orange juice.

  “I told you when we were inside, Bro, it was going to be lovely when we touched down,” Tone responded as he took a bite of his egg white sandwich. “Hey Bro, remember I told you I was working on a fetish line?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Well, I’m scheduling a shoot with that hot ass midget, Emily EricsI showed you the picture of the other day. It’s a small, four guy gangbang and I wanted to know if you would be down.”

  “Bro, you know I’m down. I’ve always wanted to have sex with a little female and Emily is thick as a muthafucka. Besides, I don’t discriminate when it comes to spreading the love.”

  “I figured you’d be down. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t have anything else on your plate. We’re going to shoot here at the pad in the back yard, tomorrow at one. It’s going to be me, you, Prince Sancho and the homie Billy Cox.”

  “That’s one hell of a penitentiary line up right there,” DDH said laughingly.

  “You aren’t lying and we’re going to give Emily a penitentiary fucking.” Tone gave DDH a high five and continued grubbing on his breakfast.

  Emily Erics wasn’t necessarily a midget per say, but at four foot eight inches, she was pretty damn close. Her measurements were stunning though. Thirty-four, twenty-two, thirty-four with fair skin and jet black hair down to her ass. If you didn’t know her, you would think that she was an over developed teenage girl. Jennifer and Pam had helped Emily with her makeup in the pool house, while Brianna prepped the scene by the pool. The guys bullshitted by the outdoor bar and discussed their plans for the future.

  Prince and Billy were two cold cock slangers. “What have you players been up to since you got out?” DDH said, sipping on a protein drink.

  “Bro, I’ve just been trying to keep my dickhead probation officer off of my back. Other than that, I've been building bikes with my partner in Huntington Beach and boning this hot surf Betty I met,” Billy responded as he rubbed tanning lotion over his tattooed upper body.

  “Tone, you know the Mexican porn market is wide open, so I’ve been working on producing my own line of Spanish porn. Maybe you could work with me on some cross marketing and distribution,” Prince said, thumbing through the latest issue of AVN magazine.

  “You know you got that, Prince. We’ve got to stick together in this game, it’s all about networking.” Tone said, sorting out paperwork on the bar.

  “You guys about ready over there? Emily is done with her makeup and we need to get some cover shots,” Brianna shouted, walking with Emily around the pool.

  “Damn girl, you look good,” DDH said excitedly.

  “Poppy can’t wait to make love to you,” Prince said, getting up out of his chair, squeezing his crotch.

  “You’re smoking, Baby. Are you ready to take on all of us?”

  Billy voiced, walking up to Emily, rubbing on her thirty-four C tits.

  “Guys, don’t let the size fool you, I can take a lot of cock,” Emily remarked wickedly, grabbing Billy’s hard-on through his pants.

  “I want to put my tongue in your ass,” Tone whispered into Emily’s ear as he walked up to her. Her proceeded to kiss and nibble her neck, which made her wince and squirm like a little girl.

  “Only if you promise to make me cum,” she retorted tongue kissing Tone.

  “I promise,” Tone responded, biting her lip.

  The guys were all over Emily during the photo shoot getting whatever thrills they could. Kissing her on the neck, inserting fingers underneath her bikini bottoms, sucking her tits. It was nonstop. Brianna had to cut the photo shoot short to prevent an all out sexual frenzy.

  “I guess you guys are ready to shoot the scene, huh?”

  Brianna remarked. Emily had Billy and Prince's cocks in her hand jacking them off simultaneously, while Tone ate her pussy and she sucked DDH's cock.

  Snapping back to reality, the guys all looked up and started laughing, temporarily putting their cocks away. Emily had saliva and precum dripping down her chin and her hair was a little rustled. Pam and Jennifer took her back to the pool house to touch up her makeup, while Brianna got the camera crew ready to shoot the guys introductory scene. The scene would begin with the guys walking up to the plush backyard to make a Fresh Out house call. The plot was that, Emily had called “Fresh Out” escort service and requested the services of four penitentiary studs to come fuck the sh
it out of her. She had complained that she wasn’t getting properly dicked down by her millionaire husband and needed some real cock in her life.

  When Brianna yelled out, “Rollin’,” Tone, DDH, Billy, Prince and Emily were all action.

  On the cut away filmed earlier, Emily had mentioned on the phone that she would be waiting for the studs by the pool and that they should let themselves in.

  “I was wondering when you ex-cons were going to show up. I’m all hot and horny and I need some dick in my life,” Emily snarled, lying on a towel next to the pool. Her hair was done up in a single braid and her breasts glistened in the sunlight as she applied oil to them. She fondled each of her nipples until they became erect, and then parted her legs for the camera. The guys could see her pink folds of her love tunnel as her fingers massaged her pussy.

  “Are you guys going to just stand there and watch or are you going to get naked and join me,” Emily moaned, fingering herself.

  “You haven’t said nothing little Momma,” Tone said, stripping down in a flash, displaying an already semi-erect cock.

  “Bullshit ain’t nothing,” DDH snapped, taking off his tank top and shorts.

  “I’ve got some vanilla log for you bitch,” Billy retorted, walking over to Emily already completely butt naked, his pale, blue veined sausage, dangling between his legs.

  “Put this jalapeno in your mouth you horny bitch!” Prince barked, waving his schlong in front of Emily’s inviting lips. She gobbled his cock like corn on the cob and soon had spit dripping down his balls.

  Billy and DDH each took a breast in their mouths sucking on Emily’s titties. Tone meanwhile had gotten down between Emily’s widespread legs and was planting kisses on her silky thighs. He eventually worked his way up to her burning lust box, where he fucked her with his tongue. When Tone’s tongue penetrated Emily’s soft flesh, her mouth opened slightly around Prince’s cock and she emitted a soft moan of pleasure. When she resumed sucking Prince’s dick, it was like she had become possessed.

  “Whatever you’re doing to her pussy Tone, don’t stop. This honey is sucking my cock like a mutha fucking pro!” Prince shouted.

  Tone’s mouth, nose and chin were dripping with cunt sauce and his black cock had now swelled to engorged proportions. It was throbbing and ready to penetrate Emily’s hungry cunt. Coming up from her wet coochie, he positioned his very thick, black pole at the entrance of her starved pussy and pushed forward splitting her open. Emily let out a sound like all the air had left her body and paused from sucking Prince’s cock to say, “My god, I am so stuffed with your cock! Fuck me, Baby! Screw me with your big black cock! I want to know what it feels like to be fucked by an ex-felon.”

  “Damn your pussy is fucking tight. This pooh-nanee is fine!” Tone voiced, pumping Emily’s vice like sugar walls. He held onto her ankles and sucked her toes while he drilled away.

  DDH and Billy stood next to Prince and took turns getting their dicks sucked and stroked while Tone continued to pound Emily’s twat. She made sloppy slurping sounds and milked their huge cocks with no restrictions. Billy and Prince’s cocks were about the same size, seven or eight inches and pretty big around, though not as thick as Tone’s.

  Since Tone had not placed any limits on the money shots in this particular scene, the guys were free to cum at will. They could nut inside her pussy, mouth, and ass or on her body. Tone lasted about ten minutes before he started blasting semen inside Emily’s twitching pussy.

  “Fuck, I’m cumming!” Tone howled, signaling for Brianna to come capture the internal pop shot. Emily milked Tone’s cock until his cum was gushing out from the sides of her pussy.

  DDH blasted his cum deep down Emily’s throat. She swallowed all she could, but still had lot of his creamy white cum dripping down her mouth. Brianna and Jennifer were working the video camera, filming Emily licking and sucking DDH’s chocolate pole, while Pam took stills of all the action. Before swallowing DDH’s nut, Emily opened her mouth for the camera and displayed a cum coated tongue. She then played with the nut for the camera, letting it dribble down her chin.

  As Tone pulled out of Emily’s puffy, well lubed pussy, a long string of white, milky cum stretched out between the head of his cock and her gapping pussy. Tone’s sausage was immediately replaced by Billy’s blue veined pecker. Emily’s warm, wet, sperm filled cream hole made slurping sounds as it tried to milk the cum from Billy’s dick buried deep inside her. Emily humped back faster, while Billy pumped furiously, telling her how great her pussy felt. He knew at the rate he was going cum quick, but he didn't care, the pussy felt too good to slow down.

  Eight minutes later, Billy blasted the second cum load of the day into Emily’s mushy cunt. The cum hadn't yet had time to settle in her coochie, before Prince was motioning Emily to come sit on his dick. She did so with enthusiasm positioning herself facing Prince so she could lean over and take a dick in the ass if necessary.

  “Somebody give me a cock to suck! I need more cock! I want to be filled with cum until it drips out of my pussy and I’m covered in nut! I want to swallow and taste everyone’s cum! Fuck me! Screw me! Make me cum!” Emily wailed.

  Tone shoved his meat into her mouth and gave her a taste of her own cream fresh off the juice coated on his dick.

  “Lean over baby, I'm going to put my cock up your ass,” DDH snarled as he stroked his erect pleasure stick, positioning himself behind Emily. Spitting on the crack of her ass, DDH bathed his cock in the saliva that ran down her butt getting it nice and lubed before he slowly pushed his rod into her clutching hole.

  Billy and Tone where on either side of Emily’s face, taking turns ramming their dicks in and out of her cum covered mouth, while DDH and Prince fucked her in the pussy and ass in an amazing double penetration. The guys fucked Emily for another two hours, each guy cumming at least two times before they were done. By the time the shoot was finished, Emily was exhausted and cum covered her from head to her pussy and she could feel the cum oozing out of every hole.

  Tone, DDH, Billy and Prince all gave Emily her props and told her that if she ever had the urge to be gangbanged by some ex-felons again, to give them a call.

  Rubbing the cum all over her titties, stomach, face and pussy, like lotion, Emily thanked the gang and told them that they could count on her to call them on a regular basis to be treated as their personal whore. She also said that it actually turned her husband on to know that his wife had been slutting around with a group of thugs.

  The “Fresh Out” series was off to a great start.

  Chapter 11

  When the "Fresh Out” series went live online with the videos and clothing, Tone and his crew became overnight celebrities. The fans couldn't get enough of the ex-cons spitting out prison lingo, adorning tattoos, fucking the shit out of eager sluts. The t-shirts and tank tops were both in high demand by men and women. Everybody wanted to be “Fresh Out.” Crossing over to the mainstream had always been one of Tone’s dreams, and to be able to make a legitimate living doing what he loved was a fantasy come true. The name of the game had always been to get money and build an empire. He wanted to build a foundation that would allow his kid’s kids to eat, and their kids to eat for the rest of their lives.

  Tone was enjoying a casual afternoon with a beautiful honey name Maria in Newport Beach when the phone rang with Barry Goldblume on the other line. As an intricate part of Tone's success, he was overly ecstatic about the membership numbers and the amount of clothes they had sold. Allure had received mad publicity over the "Fresh Out" series and had gotten some spill over members joining up on their site. Their internet partnership had blossomed into a match made in porn heaven. With all the free porn that was available online, turning a dollar online had become more difficult. Cross marketing the clothing line with the porn had been one of the best moves Barry could have ever invested in.

  "Congratulations, Playa! You did that!" Barry ranted over the phone in his best street rendition.

 
"Naw, Playa, we did that," Tone replayed into the receiver of his IPhone, relaxing on the warm sands with Maria, enjoying the scenery. There was never a shortage of hot, young, beach bunnies on the beaches of sunny Southern California, but most of them didn’t have shit on Maria. At 5’5, with 40 double D titties, and a 36 inch ass, she was killing them in the body department.

  “So what else can we expect from “Fresh Out” Young Pimpin’? We’ve got to hit’em while it’s hot. I’ve already gotten a couple of calls from some major cable networks interested in doing a possible reality show spin off. This thing is off the hook, Big Tone! I’ve been in the smut industry for over twenty years and I haven’t seen anything this big since “Debbie Does Dallas.” We’re going to go main stream with this one baby!”

  “Barry, you can count on me to be ready for whatever they throw at us. I’ve been preparing for an opportunity like this one my whole life. I believe in destiny and we were destined to go major with this one. I have some long sleeve shirts and t-shirts being designed and was in the process throwing our first car show with some major sponsors. My web guy has been posting scenes online weekly and the membership numbers have been growing by ten percent monthly. I also have some new talent from overseas I'm in the process of breaking in right now. These girls are fucking animals and can fuck like machines,” Tone voiced, looking over at Maria’s plump ass hanging out of her bikini bottoms.

  “Well, holler back at me, playa when you’ve when you've got the sample shirts done. I want to be the first to floss around town. I like the direction you’re going with the car stuff and I want to step up our marketing game so we can get some of that overseas money. And we have to get together soon for another Saturday dinner. Tiffany can’t stop talking about how much fun she had at the last dinner,” Barry remarked excitedly.

  “You know I’m with that Barry. My dick gets hard just thinking about that fine-ass wife of yours. No disrespect intended,”