The Ganging of a Hotwife - Volume 2: 10 Book Erotica Bundle!

by Sylvia Redmond

  “Almost done Jenny” he said, and I felt him running his fingers through the short, manicured hair of my pussy. “Just a little bit longer – keep sucking.”

  I mumbled an acknowledgement to him as I kept on sucking like he wanted. I could feel him pushing his fingers into my pussy, teasing me, as he finished with his trimming. I realized I needed to get Phillip to come if I was ever going to get relief myself.

  I started sucking him harder, but doing any more was impossible with my arms being tied. Phillip kept playing with my tits and had started to concentrate on my nipples. He was rolling each nipple with his fingertips, gently tugging them as he played. It was the last straw and I lifted my head from him gasping.

  “Ok” Evan said. “She’s finished. Phillip, untie her – let’s flip her over.”

  Thank god

  I felt him release my nipples and immediately felt their stiffness in the cool air of the plane. He untied my hands and I realized my arms were numb as they dropped onto the bed. I needed a moment to gather myself but neither man was going to grant me the rest. I felt all four hands on me as I was being flipped and I found myself on my hands and knees.

  I felt Even’s blunt tip at once against my bald pussy and I badly needed him inside of me. I opened my mouth to tell him that and was immediately silenced by Phillips hard cock. I had no sooner started sucking on him that I felt Evan plunge himself into me. His cock was not stranger to my pussy by now, but it still felt like my first time all over again.

  “Good girl Jenny” Evan said as he slowly started fucking me.

  I nodded and continued to suck on Phillip’s cock as it throbbed and I knew his orgasm was close.

  “No one else gets your pussy but me” Evan said and I felt him smack my ass.

  I brought my hand up to stroke Phillip’s cock as I took my mouth off of it momentarily.

  “No one fucks my pussy but you” I repeated to Evan, and hearing the words thrilled me.

  “I’m going to come in your sweet pussy again” he said.

  The more he talked to me, the hotter it made me. I stroked Phillip faster the hotter I got and I could feel his cock pulsing.

  “Yes, come in my pussy” I told him.

  “Not yet” he said and I felt his fingers trace their way down to my sex.

  I felt them gliding over my pubis which had been covered with hair an hour ago and in a moment they lingered just above my clitoris. I was mentally begging him to touch me there. I realized I was stroking Phillip as fast as my hand would move when I felt his cock twitch.

  Phillip’s cock started spraying me at the very moment Evan started rubbing my clit. He went from just lingering above it to giving it a two hand massage. I felt his huge cock moving back and forth inside of me as he touched me and my body exploded in the tremors of my orgasm. I was dimly aware of his cock exploding inside of me before I collapsed on the bed of the plane.

  Chapter 9

  “Why won’t you fuck me anymore” Mark was asking me.

  It was a good question to ask. We hadn’t had sex in at least two months. Three months ago I would have jumped through fire to fuck him. Now I was relishing the punishment of denying him the pussy he didn’t want in the first place. Not to mention I had other problems on my mind.

  “You said you didn’t want to” I reminded him. “You told me I had put on weight.”

  “Well Jesus, a man still needs to have sex” he replied. “Besides, you look fucking great lately. I’m not sure what it is baby, but your body looks banging.”

  It was the equivalent of a bar room compliment, but at the same time it was the sweetest thing he had ever said to me. I knew our marriage still had a chance, we just had some hurdles to clear.

  “It’s good to hear you say that” I told him. “And I want to fuck you too, but we have other things to talk about.”

  “Things? What things?” he said.

  “I think I’m pregnant” I told him.

  Helping Him Make Parole

  Sylvia Redmond

  Introduction

  “That’s it baby, take the whole thing in” he said.

  I was on my hands and knees and I had the third one’s cock in my mouth. There was only supposed to be one of them - that had been the deal. But if blowing three of them was what it would take, that’s what I would do. My husband was coming up for parole and I knew they had the power to keep him locked up for years and years.

  I felt hands at my waist pulling on my skirt. A moment later I felt my feet coming off the floor as the two of them picked me up, and then my pants were coming off my body. I was starting to feel the cool air from the air conditioning and it was confirming what I had been trying to tell myself wasn’t true.

  My pussy was soaking wet.

  They put me back on the ground and I saw the big one getting ready. He was already naked from the waist down and his big, black cock was hard and pointing right at me. The tip of it was wet but I knew it wasn’t from me – he was the one I hadn’t blown yet. His cock was wet from his fertile seed and I hoped all he wanted was a blowjob as I felt the third one tugging at my mouth again.

  There were hands on my pussy and I could hear the wetness and they moved in and out of me. A moment later the noise was drowned out by the sound of my own moans. I knew shit was slowly slipping out of my control but I needed to keep blowing them. As soon as I got them off I would be finished and I could say we lived up to our side of the deal.

  Deep inside I knew it wasn’t my fault that I was getting so turned on. My husband had been incarcerated for three years now and I was aching for a man’s touch. All we had talked about was him getting out and us starting a family. And at night when I went to bed I would play with myself thinking about how he would fuck me when he finally got out.

  I was trying harder on the cock in my mouth when I felt the hands leave my pussy. I whined without realizing it and heard the other men in the room laugh. I felt hands returning between my legs and touching me but it was different this time. They were spreading me open and then I felt his big tip as he started putting it in.

  I wanted to tell them he could only do that if he used protection. I wanted to tell them that we had only talked about blowjobs and this wasn’t part of the deal. I couldn’t tell them anything though, because I still had his hard cock in my mouth and I was sucking on it. Even if my mouth was empty I was moaning so much I don’t think I could tell them if I wanted to.

  It wasn’t my fault I was in the position and I was so turned on. It wasn’t Mark’s fault that they had tossed his cell and found the cell phone he wasn’t supposed to have. They had been watching me for a while now so it was inevitable that it would happen. I wondered if I had made the right decision, then I felt him push inside and I lost all control…

  Chapter 1

  “One more month baby, I can’t wait – I’m so excited!” I said to him as I scooted closer to him on the bench.

  He had been incarcerated for almost three years now, and it had been a long three years. He had been stupid and he had gotten caught stealing, and the timing could not have been worse. We were newlyweds when it had all happened, and had just been talking about starting a family. I looked into his eyes as I thought about it as I moved my hand back and forth.

  “I know honey, I’m excited too” he said back to me.

  I knew how excited he was because I had my hand under the table and was in the process of giving him a long, slow handjob. It was forbidden in the visiting area, and they said you could get in trouble for it, but it was something we had started doing from his six month point inside, and they had never said a word to us about it.

  “I’m fucking you the moment you get out” I told him as I started moving my hand faster. “I’m so goddamn horny and my vibrator is just about shot after the last three years. Besides, we’re way behind with making a baby – I want you to fuck my brains out for the first week you’re out of here.”

  Just talking about it was making my pussy wet. I slowly incr
eased the tempo under the table on his hard cock and I could feel him throbbing in my hand. I thought about how long it had been since I had his delicious cock in my mouth. I imagined him stuffing his baby maker inside of me and making me pregnant. I ran my thumb over the tip of it while I pumped him and felt his slick pre-cum.

  “I know baby, believe me I know” he sighed. “I’m so horny I could take you right here on this fucking lounge table. I’m so sorry I put us in this mess – I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

  He moved closer to my and slid his hands up under my shirt. It was a move that was a little bolder than was safe since they frowned on conjugal touch in the waiting area. I could feel eyes on me from the guards at the opposite end of the room. It was not an uncommon feeling though. I usually dressed like a slut to give Mark a cheap thrill and I always felt them leering at me.

  “Don’t worry about that now” I told him, and I started pumping faster. “Just think about shoving that hard cock into me a month from now when you get out.”

  I started moving my hand faster to emphasize my point. I felt him on the edge and worked double time as he clutched at my arm. I felt his cock tense and then pulse wildly as I felt his warm sperm gushing out of him. I continued to stroke the rest of his seed out of him and slowly felt his hard cock soften.

  “If I get out” he reminded me. “I still need to go before the board. There’s no telling what these assholes will do sometimes” he reminded me.

  “When you get out” I corrected him. “What could possibly go wrong?”

  Chapter 2

  “Shake down!”

  Mark Sterling was still in bed when he heard the guards coming. In the three seconds it took for him to shake the sleep from his head and put his feet on the floor there were already two guards in front of his cell and the metal door was sliding open.

  “On your feet, get out” the big one yelled at him.

  Fuck

  Usually this shit happens with enough of a warning that he would have time to prepare for it. The fact that they came right to his cell meant they were fucking with him on purpose. And the fact that Big Jake was the guard leading the search didn’t make it any easier for him. Mark stepped around Jake’s muscular, black frame as he exited his cell and he hoped against hope that they wouldn’t find anything.

  “Bingo!” the first guard said as he held up the cell phone.

  Yep

  He knew there was no chance they wouldn’t find the phone. He had merely had it under the mattress. If he had advance notice that they were coming there were other places where he could have put it which would have made it much harder to find. But this was the first time they had ever shaken him down, so the fact that they were doing it at all was puzzling to him.

  Did someone narc on him about the phone?

  He felt the powerful hand hitting him in the center of the back and turned to see Big Jake propelling him forward.

  “Down to the guard’s office” the big black man said. “You’ve got problems homeboy.”

  Chapter 3

  Mark was escorted into the small office and pushed into a chair by the big black guard. He then watched as Big Jake left and Zack Jeffries came into the office and closed the door.

  Mark looked at the man and tried to anticipate where this was going. Jeffries was the head of the prison guards and no doubt would have ordered the shakedown of his cell. He currently had Mark’s cell phone in one hand and was turning it end over end with his nimble fingers.

  “It appears we have a problem” Jeffries said to him. “You’re due to go before the parole board in two weeks and here you’ve been caught with contraband in your cell.”

  Mark stood silent while Jeffries sat on the edge of the desk looking down at him.

  “If I bring this to the board’s attention, it’s likely you will get another six months. If I happen to mention to them that you and your wife have been engaging in carnal activities in the common area that might get you closer to a year” he said.

  “What is it that you want?” Mark said, understanding that he was in the process of getting squeezed.

  “I’ll be frank with you Sterling” Jeffries said. “I don’t really like you. But I do like your wife. I’ve watched her come in here and jerk you off now for the last two years. I think I’d like a little of that too, although I want a little more. If she blows me then I don’t think the parole board needs to hear about any of the shit you’ve been up to.”

  Jeffries watched the inmate as he thought reluctantly about the offer.

  “Or you can risk getting another six to twelve months tacked on to your sentence” he said. “And a lot of bad shit can happen in six to twelve months.”

  Chapter 4

  I was on my way to the prison to visit him for what I hoped would be the last time before his parole hearing. I pulled into a spot in the visitor’s parking area and checked myself in the mirror one last time before getting out of the car. I was considering this last visit as something special for us and I had dressed appropriately.

  I adjusted my top as I looked down at the sea of cleavage I was getting ready to show him. I didn’t think that I would jerk him off in the visiting room this time – it was too close to his hearing to risk something stupid. So in exchange for pleasuring him under the table I wanted to give him something worth looking at above the table. Between the view of my big tits I was getting ready to show him and the miniskirt I had put on to go with it, I knew that he was going to be appreciating the entire package.

  Just thinking about being with him was making my body flush. I felt my pussy tingling as I adjusted my bra for the last time. If we had been allowed I would fuck him right in the center of the cell block today. I knew it was my peak time of the month and I was ready to start a family with him. Still, I knew our timing would be perfect if the parole process went like I had hoped. I fixed the rear view mirror again and I got out of the car.

  I walked as quickly to the door of the visitor’s entrance as the spiked heels I was wearing would allow. They had been the finishing touch on the outfit I had picked for him. I knew I would look like a slut for the rest of the prison staff but I didn’t really give a shit. I knew it would be the last time I would see any of these people.

  I went through the detectors and made it through their monotonous visitor check in and eventually saw him sitting at our table. I made my way over to him, thrilled to greet him for the last time in this awful place but immediately saw the worry on his face. I hugged him and quickly sat down to talk.

  “What is it? What’s the matter Mark?” I asked him.

  “We’ve got a problem” he said. “They found my phone, and the guard captain is threatening to report me. He’s threatening to make sure I get at least another six months.”

  Mark gestured subtly with head and I followed the movement to a guy in a guard’s uniform in the corner of the room who was watching us.

  “What the fuck?” I asked him. “What the hell is he doing this for? Do you have a problem with this guy?”

  “No” he told me. “It’s not that. He wants something. He said he’ll look the other way if we do it for him.”

  “So what is it? Let’s just give it to this guy and get it over with” I told him.

  “He wants you to give him a blowjob” Mark said.

  The words were so surreal it felt like it took about ten minutes for it to sink in.

  “A blowjob – me?” I asked him.

  “Look at the way you dress!” Mark said. “You’re probably the hottest wife they see come in here week after week. The guy has a hardon for you.”

  I looked down at my outfit and then looked at the guard in the corner of the room. I looked at Mark and was going to ask him what he wanted me to do but I already knew the answer. If he didn’t want me to do it he would have told the guy to fuck himself and we’d already be talking about our lives together six months from now. I felt Mark’s eyes on me as he looked at me waiting for what I was thinking.


  I looked at the guard again standing in the corner of the room. He wasn’t a bad looking guy and I had been thinking about nothing but sex for the last three years. My blowjob skills were second to no one – I was certain I could have that guy blowing his load in under ten minutes if I really wanted to. And it was kind of flattering when you get right down to it.

  “Just the one guy, right?” I asked Mark and he nodded.

  I looked at the guard and nodded and he was walking towards us before I had a chance to give it a second thought.

  Chapter 5

  “My name is Zack by the way” he said as he brought me into the small guard’s office.

  He closed the door behind us and went over to the couch.

  “I think you’re gorgeous, your husband is the luckiest damn con in the joint” he told me while he was unzipping his pants.

  He was a good looking guy and the fact that he was drooling all over me was going to make this easy. If I had to suck this stud’s cock to guarantee my husband’s parole it was going to be a small price to pay. I watched as he pulled down his underwear and saw his chubby cock come into view and I realized how horny the whole situation was making me. I had dressed like a slut to see my husband in here for one last visit and now I would have to act like one.

  Game on

  He sat down on the couch and I came over and knelt in front of him. I reached out and took his hardening cock in my hand and watched him relax and lean back. I knew I held all the power in that room as I started to rub his growing cock with my thumb.