Blackmail Erotica Novels & Stories

Jamila probed. "Eric said something about him blackmailing her. He's got some nude pictures of her and even a sex tape he'd filmed without her knowledge," I replied. "That's really messed up," she remarked, her voice trailing off. "I know." I couldn't help but feel kind of bad for Sophia. As much as I despised her, I wouldn't wish for anyone to go through what she was going through right now. It was horrible—having someone whom you love lay his hands on you continuously and then blackmail you into putting up with him like that. It was just sick and disgusting.

“Okay, I'll be serious now. You know I have embarrassing pictures and videos I can use to blackmail you, right?” “Umm, yes I know,” Petra nodded, unsure of where the conversation was headed. After all, her pictures had no connection with Evans. “You don't get it, do you? You need to get a brain,” Sasha sighed, taking her seat back on the couch. “Evans definitely has someone who can blackmail him, just like I can blackmail you. All you have to do is find that person.” It was evident from the look on Petra's face that she didn't quite agree with the plan.

He soothingly whispered in her ears. “No one can ever touch you but me” He softly said as his other hand slowly made its way under her hanbok and into the folds between her thighs. His forefinger gently caresses her there. He was sending delicious sensations to her. She can’t explain what she is feeling right now, but it's entirely new to her. She stopped moving and was confused at what he was doing to her but it felt so good. He softly circles his forefinger to her moist center while she gasped uncontrollably. He lingered there, teasing her sensitive flesh until every nerve in her body tautened to breaking point. The handsome prince kissed her mouth as she lay there beneath him, still proce

I orgasmed violently, screaming his name as I was used by ten men at once, with my first lover buried deep inside me. The pleasure was overwhelming. But as I rode the edge of another orgasm, Elias leaned in close and whispered something that froze my blood: “The blackmailer… it was never Marcus. It was never an outsider.” He thrust deep, groaning. “It was me.”

“Unless you want Mom and Dad to see how their golden boy treats his girlfriends.” I swallow, my throat dry. The shower’s still running down the hall. Lila’s in there, none the wiser, while my step-sister, fucking Amara, is blackmailing me into eating her pussy. “You’re sick,” I mutter. “And you’re hard.” Her gaze drops to my sweatpants, and fuck if she isn’t right. My cock’s half-chubbed again, traitorous bastard, just from the way she’s looking at me. Like she knows she’s already won. “See? You want to. You’ve been staring at my tits all summer.”

She held them up, watching the white stretch between her fingers, then wiped it across my ass cheek like she was marking me herself. “You’ve been fucking our babysitter in our bed,” she said, almost thoughtfully. “While our kids slept just down the hall.” I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the screaming. But it never came. Instead she grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head up so I had to look at her. “Open your mouth and tell me everything. Every filthy detail. Now.” My voice shook as I confessed—how he’d caught me, the video, the blackmail, the way he’d used my mouth downstairs and then dragged me up here and filled me. The more I talked, the more her eyes darkened. When I finish

And slammed inside her pussy from behind while Stefan moved up, kissing her neck, jerking himself off as he whispered, “He doesn’t make you come like I do.” Her response was a breathless cry, lost between them. They moved her like a doll—lifting her, folding her, splitting her open between them. When Matthew fucked her from behind, Stefan got under her and slid into her mouth. Elena was wrecked. Eyes blurred. Legs trembling. Drool on her chin. Her voice broke into fragments of “Please” and “Fuck” and “Too much”. She came again—violently. And still they didn’t stop. ---

I sucked very lightly, while tightening my grip on his cock. "Mia..." Daniel made a choked sound. He was close. I let go of his cock, grabbed my breasts, and played with them a little bit. Then I leaned forward, and totally enclosed his cock in the middle of my breasts. They were just big enough to do it comfortably, and I massaged them softly, moving them up and down, fucking my tits with his cock. Daniel tensed, and while I kept tit-fucking him, I leaned down, and licked the head of his cock.

“Push another finger in. Good. Now rub your clit while you fuck yourself on them. Faster. I want to hear how wet you are.” I obeyed every order, filming more videos and sending to him… By the end I was shaking like a leaf from all the pleasures, my sheets were soaked under me, a video of his thick cock still open on my screen as I came a second time with his voice ringing in my ears. Next day: I walked into the kitchen the following afternoon for water and stopped dead in my track. Ethan’s phone sat unlocked on the counter.. SecretHeat was open. The username at the top of the active chat was unmistakable.

“The blackmailer texted me again this morning. He wants more money or he’s sending everything.” He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his lap, sinking me down onto his cock in one smooth motion. “Then you’d better ride your senator quietly, baby. Keep every drop of my cum inside you. I want you leaking down your thighs while I take this call.” I moaned softly as he filled me completely, stretching me so perfectly. “Fuck, you feel so good. I’m still sore from last night but I need more.” I started riding him, rolling my hips, my breasts bouncing under my thin blouse. The risk made everything hotter. “Yes, Senator. Use your dirty little intern. Breed me while you pretend to be the perfect fami