Blackmail Erotica Novels & Stories

Marcus stared in wonder as Jeremy stuck out his tongue and ran a full, lresssing swirl around his tip, tasting his precum and swallowing. Her jerked as the pressure sent waves of pleasure coursing through his veins, his ass muscles tightening. He reached down and flattened his palms behind Jeremy’s head, urging his head back down. “Go on,” he whispered, his eyes dark and heavy, “I love the way your mouth feels around my cock.” These dirty words aroused Jeremy even more, and he drove the cock into his mouth, until it hit the back of his throat. An even louder groan skipped out of Marcus’s mouth, his eyes rolling backwards. “Fuck, baby. That hit the spot.”

She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene. Travis's hands grasped her hips, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through her body, as he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Are you ready, Sadile?" he whispered, his voice a low rumble that sent a jolt of excitement through her. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that

Isla sighed deeply but before she could say anything, he hung up on her. “Do you think that will work?” a familiar feminine voice spoke from behind him. He turned to face the naked woman, with her legs wide open enough for him to see her wet cunt. “He licked his lips lustfully, “Emotional blackmail always works on her,” he replied, walking towards the bed. “What are you doing?” he asked. “Getting to ready to fuck myself with a vibrator, why?” she asked, reaching for the drawer that belongs to Isla. “Fuck no! You came here to be fucked by me,” he exclaimed, salivating at her cunt.

I wanted him to enjoy fucking me, to have him sneak into my room, so he could have a taste of my pussy. Blackmailing him won’t give me that, he would just fuck me like it was some chore, and not some passionate act. “I can’t stoop that low,” I said, “besides blackmailing is a crime. What if he hates me after?” The thought made a thick feeling coil in my chest. Another snicker slipped out of her lip, grating my ears. “Lu darling, no man is going to hate you because you blackmailed him into having sex with you,” she said, “trust me it would only make it easier as he wouldn’t blame himself for fucking his best friend’s daughter.”

Ric lay on top of my body, making me feel his full weight. ― Are you OK love? Are you feeling something? I hurt you? His voice had a worried tone. ― I'm great. Writing about sex is very different from reality. —Write about sex? So that's what you write? He looked surprised. —You got me.— I felt my face burn with embarrassment, and to make matters worse, he blackmailed me by asking me to show him my erotic books. I promised I would show it on one condition. — I promise if you eat me on all fours.

I ask out the many things I want to say. “Soon. For now, I got hold of the guy she slept with and made him pull a blackmailing scheme marigold, demanding for a ridiculous amount of money she would never be able to pay. Even if she gets to raise it, her sex video is going to trend either. For now, let’s just enjoy the buzz of pulling her livers.”

I tapped on another picture of me sitting against the wall in a set of black lacy lingerie with my legs spread apart. I was holding a small silver vibrator against my underwear. “Just send both, stupid!” She smirked. I raised my eyebrows at her. “What? Might as well. It’ll give him some different options when he looks at your pictures to, ya know”—she made a jerking motion by her pelvis—“come.” " You can't just leave the poor man to stare at just one photo, can you? There's a reason p**n videos are long and dynamic" Angela said, still staring at the photos, scrolling and swiping through the numerous photos we took.

☆ Potential emotional and psychological triggers: Intense emotional manipulation, gaslighting, trauma bonding, toxic relationships portrayed erotically, addictive sexual dependency, loss of control, identity erasure, and stories that blur the line between fantasy and dark desire. This is not “vanilla” erotica. Many stories push boundaries into the darkest, most depraved corners of human (and non-human) sexuality. Themes may include moral ambiguity, lack of real-world consent in fantasy scenarios, and sexual acts that would be illegal or highly dangerous in reality. Everything here is pure fantasy and is not meant to reflect healthy real-life behavior or relationships. Reader discretion is st

Only virgins get that scared look in their eyes when I tell them about gang bangs, orgies. Rose said nothing. She didn't even try to lie and say otherwise... She just kept silent... . Tamie's face brightens as she understands: - So you are... Oh my God! But that's great... Rose looked at her, confused. Great? She was crazy... - You'll be able to make double the amount of money I told you... You'll have enough money to pay for your little sister's treatment and to buy a new house... - Stop it... - I have a client who loves little virgins. This old pig will pay a good fortune for you. That money will buy you a nice Mercedes. You're lucky, he asked me to get him one... He won't resist you and w

"Are you worried about me or yourself? Falling in love is not a crime." "Blackmail is a crime! It is classified as a felony and could fetch you several years in prison and large fines!" Molly shouted. "What led to the blackmail? Would you allow him to tell the world? Do you think Eva would admit that she was blackmailed? Listen, I don't care about making headlines anymore. If you're scared of trending on social media, talk to your son," Julian said and stood up immediately. Molly bit her lips and shook her head. "Julian, please wait," Molly said with a calm tone. She was obviously drowning.