Blackmail Erotica Novels & Stories

I just can’t allow it. I reach down and find her core. I finger her with force, and she moans but whimpers, “Not so hard, Terry…” she whispers, but I don’t care what she likes or what she wants- I continue doing what I want. Once she’s wet enough, I shove her on the bed face down. Her ass goes up in the air and she groans with anticipation. I push myself against her entrance but grab the towel next to her, wrapping it around her neck. I pull back and lift her into the air as I choke the life out of her. I won’t let her ruin me- RUIN US. Audrey is my soul mate and Bella should have known better than to blackmail me.

Sean took my right hand and planted kisses all over it , then he looked at me and said; "Hold it and feel it ,can you do that ? " . I was hesitant and he sensed it ,he slowly guided my hand down to his bulge and I gasped when I felt it . Sean's peni* was big ,erect and hard, really hard . "Now feel it " he told me. I felt it but stopped,too scared to continue. "Larissa,hold it and feel it like it's yours " Sean commanded. I did as he said and heard a moan escape his lips. Sean shifted my hand to the bed and gently inserted his tip into me,I felt a sharp pain and screamed.

"I want you. Right now. Take off your clothes and bend over this desk. Let me fuck that stuck up married pussy." My breath caught. I knew I should refuse, but the combination of fear and forbidden arousal made my nipples harden against my blouse. "This is blackmail." "Call it whatever you want," he said, grabbing my chin firmly. "But we both know your cunt is already wet. Stand up, Dean Harper. Show me what you are hiding under that professional outfit." I stood on shaky legs. Marcus turned me around and bent me over my own desk. My breasts pressed against the cold wood. He yanked my tight pencil skirt up over my hips and roughly pulled my black lace panties down to my knees.

All she wanted was a story, but this was what she got instead. Another sob drifted up her throat when he finally entered her, and pain; mind numbing pain scorched her at the harsh thrust. This might not be rape, but it was blackmail…cruel and heartless BLACKMAIL. |-_-| /-_-\ |-_-|

she moans into my neck, her teeth digging in hard enough to hurt, but that pain only mixes with the pleasure, making me moan even louder than I thought I was capable of. “You’re my dirty, little whore. My cum slut….” She licks the blood she’d drawn from my neck. “Look at your pussy… still leaking from under the desk like a desperate slut.” She snarls. Her fingers pump hard, curling viciously against my g-spot, my knees feel weak, but Lira pins me to the spot as her fingers brutally molest my cunt, making me gasp and moan, begging for more. Wet, lecherous squelching fills the bathroom, louder than my broken whimpers. Juice sprays out with every thrust, splattering onto the tile floor between

The pain shot straight to my clit. “Please…” I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for. He slapped my breast lightly, making it jiggle. “You don’t get to beg yet. You take what I give you.” He shoved two thick fingers back into my pussy without warning, pumping them deep and fast. I cried out, gripping the edge of the desk as he finger-fucked me roughly, his thumb grinding against my clit. The wet, squelching sounds were humiliatingly loud. “So fucking tight,” he growled. “And so wet. Being blackmailed turns you on, doesn’t it, Miss Voss? Knowing I own you now. Knowing I can make you do anything I want.”

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo

Every movement made Elias’s cock throb harder. Elias couldn’t stop the sounds pouring out of him. “Ahh…! Mmmh—! It feels… it feels so good… fuck!” His hips started moving on their own, grinding down against the mattress, then pushing back against Damien’s mouth. Shame burned hot in his chest, but the pleasure was stronger. He could feel himself getting closer embarrassingly fast. *This is so fucked up. He’s my stepbrother. He blackmailed me. He fucked me raw yesterday. And now he’s eating my ass like it’s breakfast.*

“Every night you’ll stay late. Every hole will belong to me and if you’re very good, I might even let you keep your job… and your secrets.” I looked up at him, still leaking his cum, my body trembling with aftershocks, and whispered the only truth left in me. “Yes, Sir. I’m yours.” The blackmail had become something far more dangerous. I was completely, willingly and wickedly ruined.