Blackmailed Sex Stories Novels & Stories

He reached up, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them rough, his fingers digging in, then sliding one hand down to finger her pussy while she kept riding, his thumb circling her clit, making her arch back and cry out even louder. I stood there, watching him fondle my fucking best friend, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room, and I felt sick, used, like everything we’d had was just a lie. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, my voice broke as I whispered, “Alex… Alex!” Tyla’s eyes snapped open, she froze for a second, then scrambled off him, her pussy still glistening from how wet she was, his cock shiny and hard, pointing up like

I’m alone in their massive house, horny and determined to make Damien lose control tonight. I start looking through their media room for something to watch… and I hit the jackpot. A hidden folder on their TV called “Private.” Inside are dozens of high-quality p**n videos — rough sex, cheating husbands, babysitter fantasies, creampies, degradation. Exactly my kind. My pussy throbs instantly. I put on one of the filthiest ones — a young babysitter getting brutally fucked by the married dad while his wife sleeps upstairs. The girl on screen is moaning like a whore, getting her pussy pounded mercilessly.

Her juices and the mixed cum ran freely down her legs. “I can’t take it anymore!” she finally screamed after the fifteenth denial, voice completely broken. “Please, I want to cum so badly! I’ll tell you everything!” Gabriel pressed the wand firmly against her throbbing clit again. “Then confess. Who fucked you?” “Drew!” she wailed. “Drew fucked me in the storage room right after the board meeting! He blackmailed me with a video and fucked me hard. Please, Daddy, let me cum!”

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

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

Kane stood directly in front of her now, so close she could smell his clean, masculine scent. “Interesting,” he murmured, his voice low and rough. “You wrote an entire pornographic fantasy about your professor. And then submitted it as coursework.” “I didn’t mean to,” she whispered, mortified. “It was a private document. I must have copied the wrong file.” Kane tilted her chin up with two fingers, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. “Do you touch yourself while writing these stories, Lila? Do you imagine my cock stretching that tight little college pussy while you finger yourself at night?”

Well there was only two weeks left for Sam to enjoy her and he was doing that as much as he could. Not that he didn't actually enjoy the class itself as he had indeed been writing for the last couple of years. The only problem was what he was writing was dirty naughty stories, or as most web sites called it; erotic stories. Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews.

I indeed liked it, but little did I know to what will that night of fun lead me. I was high and turned on. I fucked two random girls that night, only to discover it was all videotaped. I became a "human bite". Have you ever heard of human bites? It's someone who tricks someone into having sex, recording the act and then blackmailing them. In this case, the girls were blackmailed for the tapes to be sent to their parents. They weren't random girls after all. It was usually the rebels. Went to that party against their parents' will. Only to suddenly disappear. Well, they weren't suddenly disappearing. They were blackmailed until they give up and accept their misfortune. Either they become pros

BLURB: Please Me! A collection of erotic short stories about the lines you swear you’ll never cross… until you do. A wife sits across from her husband, ready to confess months of lingering touches and heated stares from his father, until one anonymous text turns confession into blackmail. A woman rebounds hard after her boyfriend dumps her, only to discover the man currently wrecking her is his brother. She doesn’t stop. She makes sure the first one watches. A nineteen-year-old spends the summer in her sister’s house. Her sister’s forty-three-year-old husband is careful, polite… until the night her sister passes out upstairs and the porch railing becomes the only thing holding her up.

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.”