Blackmail Erotica Novels & Stories

“Not one fucking sound. Or Mark’s going to walk down here and see his sweet college daughter on her knees with her face buried in his wife’s pussy like the greedy little whore she really is.” The toilet flushed. The footsteps faded. Silence returned. Elena’s grip tightened. She started riding my face in earnest now. While she whispered filthy new things I had never heard from her before. “You’re dripping all over my floor. Such a messy little secret. I’m going to make you wear my taste on your tongue all day tomorrow while you pretend to hate me at breakfast.” Her thighs started shaking around my head. I sucked her clit hard, flicking it fast with the tip of my tongue.

he lied, pumping faster. Lila gave a soft, fake whimper and patted his back like a tired mother comforting a child. When he finally came, it was weak and brief. He pulled out and his cum was barely leaking from her pussy. She didn’t even clench or feel it. Marcus hated it. He was a man who craved power, control, and raw depravity. But their sex life had turned into a polite chore. That was why he’d spent a small fortune on the obsidian mirror.

“Stretching Mommy’s married hole again right under her son’s nose. What if Jake walks in right now? Sees me bouncing on this fat cock that belongs to his best friend. Sees my tits bouncing while you breed me?” The dirty risk made everything ten times hotter. I thrust up gently to meet her, burying myself balls-deep. Elena’s mouth opened in a silent, desperate gasp, her eyes widening. Her creamy juices coated my balls and leaked down to my ass. I slid one hand down to rub her swollen clit in slow, firm circles while she rode me like a filthy secret.

Once fully seated, I started fucking her with long, brutal strokes… pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. Lila’s cries turned into broken moans as pain melted into overwhelming pleasure. I reached down and rubbed her clit roughly while pounding her ass. “Look at me,” I growled. “Tell me you’re better than Lena.” “I’m better,” she gasped, tears streaming. “I’m yours. Only yours. Please don’t fuck her… fuck me instead!” I flipped her onto her stomach, prone-boned her deep and hard, my weight pinning her down. The bed creaked violently. I choked her from behind and snarled in her ear:

“Please, Maksim. I–“ He licked one slow stripe up and center and her back arched off the bed like she’d been electrocuted. He placed a large hand on her stomach, keeping her in place as he fucked her with his tongue, thrusting in and out of her virgin cunt while his finger rubbed violent circles against her clit. Charlotte was shaking, her legs threatening to close around Maksim’s head. She bucked, not sure whether to run away from his mouth or beg for more. She had never felt this kind of sensation in her life. It was overwhelming but it was the kind that she didn’t want to stop anytime soon. Maksim smiled against her clit at her reaction. She was going to quickly learn that debts in the Br

“Always.” Erotica 2.

"So what? Do you want to buy more for home?” "Yes .... OK ... but I have an idea and I want to try the idea with you .." Although in her heart Alicia knew…this must be a perverted ending, she ended up curious and asked Alex for an explanation. "What do you mean continue?" “We can have a hot steamy making love....on the table…. There will be many styles that can be practiced…from doggy…to doggy peeing, elephant's baby.…” Alicia had pouted because their discussion is pornographic. But finally, she burst out laughing, after hearing the doggy style of peeing. She imagined what it meant.

“ Now, hang on there. I said I would delete it from my phone. I never talked about getting rid of other copies I had made and stored.” “ Is that fair and just of you?” I snapped. He went smug and lazily got up to his feet. “ All is fair in love and war.” He declared, and added. “ I can't wait for him to see it. It could enhance your sex life with him…if only I wasn't involved.” Everything took a painful turn before my eyes. I shut my eyes and retracted my steps, going upstairs. “ I can't keep up with this.” I told myself. On one side is his father's arrogance. On the other, is his blackmail. And between that space is the fact that Declan Mount lurks in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity

**Trigger Warning - This book contains theme's some people find disturbing. It is a dark story - it contains mention of rape and dub-con. If you don't like stories with dubious consent do not read - (It is called BLACKMAILED by the BULLY people... this is the title and THEME of the book) Much love and thanks for reading x** Alice stood on the corner on Monroe Avenue, staring at the house four doors down. Outwardly, there was nothing terrifying about the property—a three-bed red brick terrace similar to others in the row, and not dissimilar to her own.