Gumball Blackmail Porn Novels & Stories

KINKS: CAMSHOW, SEX TOY, MASTURBATION, ANAL PLAY I sat in front of my webcam, the bright ring light casting a warm glow over my setup in the corner of my bedroom. The chat was already buzzing with over a million viewers tuned in for my special show. My heart raced with excitement as I glanced at the unopened box on the floor beside me. I'd splurged on this fuck machine after months of teasing my fans about it, and tonight, I was finally going to give them what they wanted—a raw, unfiltered solo session with the real thing. My curvy body tingled with anticipation; at 27, I'd built this camgirl life on my love for hardcore play, and nothing got me wetter than sharing it all live.

Just then, his stomach rumbled, and he excused himself and went to the bathroom. The next second, his phone vibrated, lighting up with a message that turned my stomach inside out. “Make sure you record the process as evidence and send it to us for entertainment. We need something to hold onto.” The message was from one of his friends in their group chat. I stared at the words, my fingers shaking as I clicked open the chat. A whole thread of messages between him and his friends—talking about how easy I was, how they had a bet going on, how he planned to blackmail me with the video later to squeeze money out of me.

She accommodated his full length and girth, moaning loudly, “Fúck, fúck, fúck!” “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Malik said. I could see that his entire cóck was glossy with Cameron’s and Sebastian’s cúm, mixed with my wife’s slick juices. As Malik continued to pound into Vivienne, Sebastian sucked on her nípple while Cameron kissed her passionately, tongue exploring mouth after mouth. Her third orgasm approached, and she let out a small scream, body stiffening in pleasure. Suddenly, Malik’s body jerked as he released his black seed deep inside her. With each squirt, he gasped like a man who had run a thousand-meter race. He pulled out, his massive cóck still semi-erect, and I saw the la

A string of letters and numbers. I stared at the screen. My hands were shaking. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears. "what the hell!" I yelled, my voice echoing inside the car. The light turned green. The car behind me honked. I didn't move. I just sat there, staring at the video on my phone, watching the preview frame of me with that redhead's mouth wrapped around my cock. Fifty million dollars. Two hours. And my wife was probably somewhere with Dominic Ford while I was being blackmailed for a sex tape I didn't even remember being filmed.

" You don't want money then what do you want then" He grins " it's simple, I want us to be fuck buddies " Camilla almost vomited , the thought alone irritated her. " You're crazy " " Crazy enough to want you yeah " She stands up " never I refuse, how dare you blackmail me like this .. I'll call the cops " Chris shrugs " I'll be in jail but you will be in ruins , so we're even " He stands up dropping a piece of paper next to her " you've three days to make your decision if not you will see your sex video online and my face will be blurred of course only yours will everyone see "

“You fucked her in a public bathroom to get my properties under your name. That's quite dirty you know.” Xavier laughed deeply. Instead of feeling calm with his amusement, it felt as if goosebumps are appearing on my skin. “I had sex with Angela in the public bathroom to get your properties under her name.” I blanched. “That’s right honey. Those hotels are under Angela’s name and very soon, I’m going to strip S.H Fashion from you. All I need you to do is sit back and watch.”

He had crushed an entire card of Xanax, and according to the internet, it was supposed to cause a blackout to anyone who drank it. He would find a way to give it to her and then take pictures of her naked; that way he would have blackmail material to get whatever she wanted. He knew that the last thing she would want is for her nudes to make it to the internet. He smiled to himself as he thought of all he could get from doing this. "Mom's a genius," he murmured to himself as he took up another glass and filled it with fruit punch. He poured the powder into it and stirred before walking over to her. "Hi, you must be thirsty," he said, stretching the cup towards her.

At the doors he kissed my forehead, tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Monday, 6:30 a.m. New rules: no panties ever again. Remote vibrator I control. You’ll come when I want, where I want, how I want. And if you’re a good girl, maybe I won’t send Daddy the video of his precious secretary begging his son to breed her raw.” The elevator doors closed. I leaned against the wall, cum leaking down my thighs, his toy still stretching me, his taste in my mouth. I was blackmailed. I was broken. I was owned. And I already couldn’t wait for Monday.

“Now, back to what I initially called you about. Again, I have your life in the palm of my hands, I can bury you where no one will ever find you, or I can let you keep breathing while the entire world watches your life fall apart. I’m that powerful, so I’d suggest you try your best to stay on my decent side.” He paused for a moment, then begun again. “Be a good girl, come when I call and keep that little mouth of yours shut. Everything will be fine for you if you do. I’ll send you the address, be there by 7:00pm sharp tonight. I’ll punish you even if you’re just a minute late.” Larisa swallowed with a nod. She was more scared now than she was before. He was blackmailing her yet again, using

“I’ll stop when you let me do one more thing. I know you don’t want to fuck me. I know you think it’s wrong. But… can I just grind on it? Just rub my pussy along your cock. I want to feel what it’s like to have a real dick between my legs without actually taking it inside. Please, Daddy. One minute. Then I’ll delete the video. I swear.” His eyes were wild with horror and lust crashing together. “You’re blackmailing me with a sex tape to dry-hump my cock? This is insane.” I stepped back, pulled my sundress up to my waist, and hooked my thumbs in my soaked panties, sliding them it my thighs and letting it drop. My slit was bare, smooth without any hair, and glistening, my pink inner folds alre