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

by Sylvia Redmond

  “Yep, that looks like a big one” he said. “Steve and I ought to be able to get it up there ok though.”

  I stepped in closer to him and put my hand on his bicep.

  “Well, you look like you’re in pretty good shape Jerry, I think you ought to be able to handle it” I said to him, and gave his arm a gentle squeeze.

  I was close enough to him that I knew he could see directly down my shirt at my braless tits. I watched his eyes wander down there despite the fact he was trying to keep his composure. I could feel my nipples against the fabric of my shirt as his eyes danced briefly over them and then returned to my face.

  Men were so fucking predictable!

  Just then the doorbell chimed, breaking the tension I had managed to start between the two of us.

  “That’ll be Steve” I said, “Perfect timing.”

  I sashayed away from him towards the door and felt his eyes on my ass again. I was pretty confident after a couple of minutes alone with him that he should be a pretty easy sell. I opened the front door and saw an equally stunned Steve. His eyes did a not-so-subtle scan of my body before he spoke.

  “Uh, hey Vicki – I saw Jerry’s car here. Is he here already?”

  I watched his eyes as he asked his question and they lingered back to my chest like a couple of magnets. He had been the running back of our football team all those years ago. He had been Bobby Winslow’s best friend. I could still see his adolescent face laughing at me when they called me Backdoor Becky. I wondered how close he and Bobby Winslow were now.

  I stepped right up to him, close enough that my tits just brushed against his arm. He felt it – I knew he did. His eyes dropped and he jumped a little, before I hooked my arm into his.

  “Yep, he beat you here by a couple of minutes. I’m so glad I have two big, strong men to give me a hand. Come on inside.”

  I brought a flustered Steve into the house and took him to the bottom of the stairs. I watched the two former football stars greet each other as they eyed up the behemoth dresser. They jostled for who was going to take the top and the bottom while I went to take a spot on the stars in front of them.

  “Ok Steve, ready” Jerry said as they hoisted it up.

  “Be careful” I said as I bent over on the stairs, giving both men a money shot directly into my shirt.

  I was impressed with the muscles on both men as they managed to get the dressers to the top of the stairs. I knew Jerry was adequately distracted, because he had the bottom and had his eyes full of my body while they were getting to the top of the stairs. They rested momentarily at the top and then dragged it down the hall into my master bedroom. I had them get it inside and I closed the door behind me so I could start giving them directions.

  “Ok, I think I want it on that wall” I said, gesturing absent mindedly with my finger.

  They grunted as they pushed it in the approximate direction I had indicated.

  “No, no – wait. Move it a little more that way” I said, giving them another nondescript idea of where I wanted it.

  They started moving it another couple of feet before I finally stopped them. Both of them took a minute to pause and catch their breath. Neither of them realized I had them move the giant dresser in front of the closed bedroom door, blocking their only way out.

  Chapter 4

  I had raised the thermostat earlier in the morning so I knew it was close to eighty degrees upstairs. I could feel myself sweating and I had merely been watching the two of them. I could see the sweat on their shirts and I could see their muscles straining.

  “What don’t you guys take a break?” I said, and watched them both relax. “I’m so glad you guys could come over. What ever can I do to repay you?”

  Neither of them was going to speak, and I wasn’t going to wait for an answer. I reached down and pulled the shirt over my head, exposing my naked breasts. I had never had a man turn away from me once I unleashed the girls, and I watched as both of their eyes landed on them. I went slowly at first because I didn’t want to spook them.

  “Go ahead, just touch them” I said as I stepped closer to Steve. “It can be our little secret.”

  I made sure to approach Steve first because I had spent more time in the house with Jerry. I thought Steve probably needed a little extra push. I knew if I could just get him to touch my tits I would have them both. I cupped my hands under them and offered them to him.

  “Go ahead Steve, it will be our little secret” I told him again.

  Her reached out with one hand first and touched my right breast. Then he had both hands out and was fondling them both. I thought about how they were the same hands that had carried a football for Lincoln High School all those years ago when he was too good to even speak to me and it thrilled me more. I gave him a little moan for effect and watched him as my nipples grew harder.

  I made sure to thrust my ass out towards Jerry, who I knew was still behind me. I knew he was the easier sell of the two and figured he was probably glued to the show I was giving his old friend. I wiggled my hips as an invitation to him and was immediately rewarded with the feeling of hands on my ass.

  “Oh – that’s it” I purred to them both as I felt him pulling my thin cotton shorts to the ground.

  In a matter of two minutes I had managed to shed all of my clothing. I was standing there completely naked between the first two of my marks. I knew I needed to get one of their cocks out to take it to the next level. I stopped Steve’s hands from massaging my tits and immediately turned back to Jerry.

  “Ooh, you’re naughty!” I said and I dropped to my knees.

  I could tell his cock was hard from where it was hiding in his jeans based on the bulge that was in front of me. I unbuckled him first as I worked quickly to unzip him.

  “Um, I’m not sure about this” I heard Steve say from behind me.

  I leaped to my feet and turned to him with all the grace of the cheerleading squad that would not have me twenty years ago.

  “Shhh, no one will know” I said to him.

  I put a finger on Steve’s lips to accent my point, and then pushed him back onto the bed with my free hand. I pounced on top of him before he had a chance to react, and pinned him underneath my naked body.

  “No one will know Steve” I said as I grabbed onto his hands.

  I brought them up to my heavy, naked tits. I felt him relax as his hands started to massage me, and I felt my own pussy getting wetter at the plans I had for the two men.

  So predictable!

  I let him keep fondling my tits as I started on his jeans. He made a feeble attempt at protest but his fingers were now stroking my nipples. He continued to whine as I pulled his pants down over his hard cock. His last words of protest were drowned out as I lowered my wet mouth onto his stiff organ.

  “Oh god” I heard him groan.

  I started giving him a blowjob that would have been better than anything he had in his life. I had sucked a lot of cocks since leaving Lincoln High in shame, and I was coming back to show them all how much better I was now. I pumped him and ran my tongue over his glans and fondled his balls in a way I was sure his wife never had.

  I felt Jerry’s hands on my ass and I wiggled it, inviting him onto the bed. I knew that he had continued to undress as I had been mauling his friend. I was expecting him to take my pussy with the cock I had started to pull from his pants. I felt his hands first, exploring me. I could hear my wetness as he played, and a moment later I felt his fingers dancing around my asshole.

  Backdoor Becky!

  I lifted my mouth from Steve’s cock with a moan and moved my free hand behind me. I felt Jerry’s hands on my ass and swatted them away from my asshole.

  Jesus, what was it with guys and a woman’s ass anyway?

  He was insistent about fondling my ass and it was the one thing I wasn’t giving any of them. I struggled to my knees and climbed over Steve’s deliciously hard cock. I watched the look of moral conflict on Steve’s face as I lowered my steaming pussy
onto his hard cock.

  “Oh yeah” I moaned as my wet pussy swallowed his cock.

  I could feel myself gripping him and saw his face give himself up. His hands went back to my tits as his back began to arch. I turned to look back at Jerry.

  “Bring it here lover” I beckoned him.

  A moment later I had Jerry’s hard cock in my mouth. I smiled to myself as I had achieved my first goal. I rocked back and forth on Steve’s hard cock and listened to him moan. I stroked Jerry and ran my tongue over him as I started to massage his balls. I flexed the muscles in my cunt and gripped Steve and was rewarded with a groan. A moment later I felt his swollen cock pulse and explode inside of me.

  Round one was finished, I thought as I continued sucking on Jerry’s throbbing cock. I had made the star wide receiver and running back, and I started thinking about phase two of my plan.

  Chapter 5

  “Pam honey, how are you?” I said giving my new friend a hug.

  I had seen them the moment I entered the grocery store, and I was reasonably certain that Steve had seen me as well. He was standing next to his precious wife now and he looked like he was as uncomfortable as he had ever been in his life. Still, I felt his eyes linger on my body and I thought about how I had been fucking him only days before.

  “I’m doing good girl, how’s the move in going?” she asked, returning my hug.

  “Great thanks – I couldn’t have done it without your big strong husband here” I said and I gave Steve a hug too.

  I could feel his body tense as I hugged him. I relished his unease as I pushed my breasts into him with just a little extra force before releasing him.

  “Off to do some shopping” I said to Pam once I released her husband. “Thanks again for the help Steve.”

  I pivoted and left the two of them there in the produce aisle. I couldn’t be certain but I swore I felt his eyes on my ass as I sashayed away. I knew I had planted a seed that was starting to sprout and would break that marriage up. If I needed to, I would bang him again, but I thought I had done enough for now.

  Jerry had been a little more insistent after our little tryst. I hadn’t seen him, but he had texted me a half dozen times. For a boy that would have nothing to do with me in high school it was ironic that he was willing to throw his marriage away on me now. I knew it was a matter of time before he said something to somebody, and then it would all blow up for both him and Steve.

  And if I had to fuck Jerry again to nudge it along a little, I would do that too.

  I had made it to the deli counter when I felt my phone buzzing. I looked down to see that it was Barbara Jean calling me back. I had left the gorgeous captain of the cheerleaders a voice mail earlier in the morning and I was anxious to pick her up.

  “Hi Barbara” I said as I answered her call. “I just wanted to thank you so much for coming by to my little party. I thought maybe you’d like to come over again for lunch sometime this week.”

  I listened to the flipping of pages as she checked what must have been a calendar.

  “That’s awfully sweet of you Vicki” she said. “How about Thursday? Robert has a business meeting out of town so I know I’ll be lonely for company by then” she laughed.

  “Perfect” I told her. “Thursday it is.”

  I clicked off from my phone call and picked up my deli order. I thought about how pretentious and nasty Barbara Jean had been to me in high school. I could still see her face as she turned her whole squad loose on me and laughed as they called me Backdoor Becky. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on sweet little Barbara.

  I pushed my cart into the checkout lanes while thinking about what I was going to do to her. I knew she was married too but that didn’t make her any less vulnerable. Fucking a married man was like cutting a notch into a live tree – it was just a matter of time before the marriage toppled over. Screwing with a married woman would be a little different. I thought it was more like poisoning the root system. It might take a little longer but sooner or later the result would be the same – her marriage would come crashing to the ground.

  I felt eyes on me and I looked up from the groceries I had been staring vacantly at. I scanned the checkout line and saw Dumb Danny at the end of the row of checkouts. He was apparently a grocery bagger and I watched him as he filled a customer’s order. And the entire time he never took his eyes off of me.

  It made me uneasy and I looked away as I started to load my groceries onto the belt. I wanted the cashier to check me out of there before Dumb Danny got finished. The last thing I needed was that dolt lumbering down to me to ask if I needed help. For now he wasn’t on my blacklist, and I scrambled for my credit card so I could pay my bill and leave.

  Chapter 6

  “So what exactly were you doing in Los Angeles Vicki” Barbara Jean asked me as she took a nibble of the sandwiches I had put out.

  I didn’t prepare much food, and I barely had enough out to mitigate the red wine that we were drinking. I didn’t think she would have eaten much anyway - she had the obnoxious figure of a woman who probably watched every calorie she ate. Still, I had to admit to myself that she didn’t look that different than she had when she was captain of the cheerleaders.

  “I was working at a salon out there. I was actually part owner until my divorce, then I decided to move as far away from L.A. as possible” I said to her as I topped off her wine glass.

  It was her third glass of wine so I knew she was feeling relaxed. I admired her figure as she leaned back on my couch. She was wearing a skirt which showed off the lean legs of a woman that was probably going to the gym to keep in shape for her husband. She had a very tasteful blouse on that looked like it might have been made out of cashmere. She looked beautiful – and I hated her for it.

  “Wow, Los Angeles” she said. “I can’t imagine the stories you have about people going into salons in L.A. You get many celebrities?”

  “Everybody is a celebrity in Los Angeles” I told her, “And yes, we had our share of people going through our place from time to time. Probably no one you would recognize, the big names all have their own private hairdressers.”

  “I’m envious” she said, and I watched the lovely curve of her neck as she tilted her head to take a sip of the wine.

  “Plus, we were a full service salon” I told her. “I’ve seen things that would make your head spin.”

  “What do you mean by full service?” Barbara Jean asked me.

  “You know, everything” I told her. “Manicures, pedicures, bikini wax, body trimming – the works. I’ve shaved more pussies that you can shake a stick at.”

  “Seriously?” she asked, wrinkling her nose in a way that told me I had piqued her interest.

  “Sure” I told her. “You shave yours, don’t you?”

  I could see she was caught off guard by my personal question and I caught the edge of a blush on her pretty face.

  “Well, not in a…I mean…” she stammered.

  “Oh God Barbara, every married woman does it in Los Angeles. The husbands love it. It absolutely resets the clock on your marriage – you will feel like you’re newlyweds again!”

  “Really?” she said, and I could see the delicate flame of interest flickering so I knew I needed to fan it.

  “Absolutely!” I told her. “I can’t believe you’ve never done it before. Has your husband ever asked you about it?”

  I watched her cock her buzzed head and ponder.

  “Well actually, he did mention it one time…” she started.

  “There you go, it’s a done deal” I said as I stood up and took her by the wrist. “I’m a professional. I can have you trimmed in under ten minutes. You and your marriage can thank me tomorrow.”

  Chapter 7

  I brought her upstairs into my bedroom and I knew that I had to act fast. She was still a little bit hesitant but I knew I saw a flicker of intrigue in her eyes. I walked her past the ugly behemoth of a dresser that was still in my bedroom and sat her down on the bed.


  “Give me one sec” I told her and I disappeared into the master bath.

  “You know Vicki, I’m not sure, I feel a little uncomfortable…” she started.

  “Nonsense” I said back to her as I emerged with a shaving kit and a towel.

  I spread the towel down next to her on the bed.

  “You’re just a little uptight Barbara, that’s all” I told her. “You’re from the Northeast, it’s natural. Out in L.A. women do this all the time. I’m telling you it’s perfectly natural. I’ll have you trimmed up in a jiff and you’re husband will love it.”

  I could see her digesting my argument and I saw her start to concede.

  “Just scoot over onto the towel honey. It’ll just take a second” I told her.

  There was a silent pause while she considered it one last time. She then slid her cute little bottom onto the towel I had laid out. I was exuberantly jumping up and down in my head with my victory as I prepared to make her head spin.

  “Ok, first things first – I need you to lean back” I told her.

  I watched her unease as she slowly leaned back and she kept herself perched on her elbows. I was on the bed between her knees and I started to feel my own body responding just thinking about what I was going to do to her. I reached down and flipped up her skirt and I watched her flinch. Before she had time to react I had my hands under the waistband of her panties.

  “I just need to get these off you” I said as I slowly peeled her panties down her long legs.

  I looked up at her face and saw that she had her eyes fixed on the ceiling. She was uncomfortable and I was relishing every sweet, delicious moment of it. I thought about how uncomfortable she had made me all those years ago when she had teased me as an awkward teenager. I was almost at eye level with her naked pussy and was relishing every minute of her sexual unease.

  Her pussy had a nice brown thicket of pubic hair over it. Under any other circumstances it could probably use a light trimming around the edges. At most it could be clipped back leaving her with a little stubble. But I planned on shaving her down to the nub and making her squirm through every delicious moment.