BLACKMAILED FOR SEX (Five Hardcore Rough Blackmail Sex Erotica Stories) (5 page)

I enjoyed the feel of his mouth on mine and I lose myself in the kiss, which may explain why it caught me so off guard when he spun me around and slammed me up against the wall, using his feet to kick my legs apart and to open my slick folds.  He trailed a hand from my shoulder all the way down until I felt his fingers playing at the entrance to my slit.  I shook in his arms, rattling against the wall in front of me and his hard body behind me, as I felt his digits stroke my swollen pink lips and then push inside to fuck me furiously until I felt my orgasm roar to the edge of breaking.

I moaned into the wall, begging him to let me come, moving to keep his fingers active in my wet cunt.  I felt his breath on my neck as he pressed his body into me and then, I felt his fingers slide up to rest on my clit.  He began massaging my sensitive little bud at the same moment he put the head of his throbbing cock against the entrance of my very wet, pink pussy.  I felt him toy with me for a moment before his fingers began going crazy on my clit and his cock thrust hard into my already
spasming
pussy.

I had never felt such an overwhelming feeling as the orgasm that ran through my body right then.  His fingers rubbed in unison to his giant curved dick thrusting into my wet slot, and I came and came, waves of uncontrollable sensation rolling over me.  “Oh Fuck!”  I yelled as he slammed into me, pushing my body up and down against the wall. 

It felt so good to have him in me, that when he pulled out, I actually cried out and begged him to stick his dick back in me.  “Oh, please, I need your cock.  Please!”  I whined shouted as he pulled away from me, leaving me trembling with my still strong climax.

But he had different ideas and he now turned me around again, so that I faced him and was able to see the all-consuming lust in his eyes.  My pussy
twinged
in response and I couldn’t help but feel a need to have him inside me.  He only shook his head, though, and gave me a kiss as he dropped me onto my hands and knees before him.  Then, grabbing my hips in his large hands, he pulled me up so that my hands touched the ground and my toes touched the ground, while my ass hung up in the air like a flag declaring that I was claimed.

He smacked my ass and I yelped.  He smacked it again and I yelped and moaned.  He smacked it one more time and I came again, just like that.  My body was so ramped up that I could barely keep my legs steady, but his hands gripping my sides told me I didn’t have to worry about falling on my face.

And then, he slipped back into my pussy and began to fuck me hard, thrusting almost straight down and making his cock stroke hard on my g-spot.  I couldn’t believe how good it felt and I began groaning loudly.  His hands reached around to squeeze my tits and I felt his rapid breath on my neck as he fucked me.

I was trembling hard when he pulled out and turned me around, keeping me on my knees.  His hands once more wove through my disheveled hair and pulled my head down, making my face tilt upward.  I saw his cock above me and reached my tongue out to stroke it lightly. 
“Oh Jesus!”
  He looked down at me while taking his cock in a hand he freed from my hair.  Pulling with the hand still wrapped in my hair, he shoved his cock into my mouth just in time to make it into my throat and explode,
spurting
semen that I had to swallow since his dick was blocking my mouth completely.

When he eventually finished, I fell back, gasping and moaning as my body dealt with the alternating sensations of my clenching pussy and my starved lungs.  Finally, I stood up and wobbled over to pick my clothes up from the floor.  It was a shock to me how he had suddenly taken charge and it made me feel my spasms even harder as I dressed.

He had pulled up his pants by the time I finished dressing, and I turned to look at him.  He shrugged and grabbed my purse, bringing it to me without even looking inside or demanding that I leave the shirt he knew I had behind.  I took my purse and let him escort me from the room, both of us still quiet as we slipped from the back and into the store.

Finally, I couldn’t handle it anymore and I pulled him to a stop.  “Well, am I getting charged with anything or are you letting me go?”

He grinned.  “Oh, I’m perfectly satisfied that you are an upstanding citizen and everything was just a misunderstanding.”

I relaxed and smiled back.  “That sounds good, thank you.”  I started walking toward the exit.

He shook his head and held me back.  “However, I’m afraid I do have one further request to make before I can let you go free.”

There was a slight undertone to his request that made me nervous.  Was he still planning on calling me on my shoplifting after all?  “What is it?”

He pulled me into his arms and gave me a kiss.  “I’d like to take you to dinner.”

I was absolutely flabbergasted.  Relief flooded every pore of my body.  “Well, of course, I’d love to go out with you.”

“Great, I’ll pick you up tonight at seven.”

“Is that when you get off work?”  I figured he must have light hours for a security guard.

He shook his head.  “No, I’m off work today.  I was just here shopping for my mom’s birthday.”

Okay, so sometimes a guy looking at the perfume counter can really just be a guy looking at the perfume counter.  I couldn’t say that I was sorry for my mistake.  In fact, I think it had to be the best pick-up I had made in my shoplifting career.

DON’T FUCK YOUR SECRETARY OR WE’LL FUCK YOU

(A
Blackmail Sex erotica story
)
by
Jane Kemp
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by
Naughty Daydreams Press

Cover image by
Russell
Marleau

Chelsea was late.  She was always late but today was exceptionally bad. 
Maddie
had been waiting for almost an hour when she finally saw her friend run into the diner and the
n
, as she spotted the booth
Maddie
was sitting at,
came
over to
join
her friend.  Breathless, Chelsea slid in and ordered an iced tea when the waitress came over to hand her a menu.

Maddie
stared at her, waiting for an explanation.  When her friend had finally caught her breath and had taken a long sip of her iced tea, she smiled apologetically over at her.  “God, I’m so sorry,
Maddie
, but I was stuck dealing with my bastard of a husband.”

Maddie
looked at her friend, stunned.  She hadn’t had any idea that Chelsea and her husband were having problems.  She had just been at their house last weekend for a barbeque and they had seemed as lovey-dovey as always.  “What happened?  What’s wrong?”

Chelsea waved her off and then began tearing up.  “Well, I caught the bastard cheating on me.”

Maddie
looked at her, thinking that maybe her friend was extrapolating from something she had misunderstood.  “What?  How do you know that?”

Chelsea snorted. 
“From the evidence of my own eyes.”

“So, you personally saw him with another woman?”

Chelsea nodded. 
“Yep.
  It’s that slutty secretary of
his,
the new one that I thought was such a bad idea when I first saw her.  I knew she would be trouble.”

Maddie
tried to get her friend to focus.  “What exactly did you see?”

Chelsea was about to answer, but the waitress showed up to take their lunch order.   “I saw him cuddling up to her in the parking lot.  I went there to give him his damn lunch that he left in the fridge.  The lunch that I pack for him every god damn day.”

As lunch continued,
Maddie
commiserated with her friend and then, she began to think that there might be a way to get back at Chelsea’s wayward husband.  Outlining her idea to her friend,
Maddie
felt herself being drawn into the drama and didn’t see how she could escape it.

Two days later,
Maddie
came over to Chelsea’s house for dinner and flirted shamelessly with Rex, Chelsea’s husband.  She had worn the
skankiest
outfit she could find in her closet, and she had to admit that Rex had never looked so hard at her in the three years they had known each other.

When they had gotten a moment alone,
Maddie
had blatantly made her play for him, giving him a kiss and rubbing up against him.  He had actually been ready to jump on her right then and there, but she had held him off and convinced him to wait until the next evening when they could meet at a hotel in the next county over.

With the first step completed,
Maddie
made preparations for step two.  She doled up at home, wearing a mini skirt, net stockings, and high heels that screamed bend me over and fuck me now.  With all that, she put on a choker necklace and large hoop earrings, leaving her blond hair to fall down her back in a golden cascade.  She wore a lace corset with a see-thru blouse on top.  Overall, she thought the effect was just what she wanted.  And she was sure it would be just what would work with Chelsea’s wayward husband.

Maddie
arrived at the hotel an hour earlier than Rex, and when she got to her room, she wasn’t surprised to see Chelsea was there ahead of her, setting things up before her husband was due to arrive. 
Maddie
had been certain that the
one time
Chelsea would be sure to be on time would be tonight, when they were laying the trap for Rex.

Chelsea turned and looked her friend over with a keen eye and then, she laughed out loud.  “My God, I think we’ve got him cornered.  Where the hell did you get all that stuff from?”

Maddie
sat down on the bed and took one of the heels off to rub at her aching foot.  “Oh, you know, some Halloween years ago.  I have to admit that I was very gratified to find out that it all still fits.”

Together now, they discussed exactly what they wanted to gain from the night and then, it was time for Rex’s arrival, so Chelsea bid her friend goodbye and went to hang out at the bar until it was time to wrap things up.

Maddie
walked around the room and, as she passed a mirror, stopped dead, amazed at the reflection she saw staring back at her.  She had to admit, she did look very good.  She had always been long-legged and athletic, having run track in high school, yet she didn’t have the little breasts and ass that many girls in running had.  Both her breasts
and her ass were very prominent, jutting out in nice round curves that made her profile curvier than she looked straight on.  Laughing, she gave her reflection a kiss and then she heard the knock on the door and knew it was show time.

She opened the door and sucked in her breath because Rex looked exceptionally good tonight.  He was dressed in nice slacks and a dress shirt without a tie, and he wore the matching jacket over that.  It was a deep blue color that matched his eyes and his blond hair was styled and gelled in a studied casualness that fit his breezy manner.  “Hey there, you
gonna
let me in or should I just turn around and go home?”

That brought
Maddie
to her senses and she stepped aside to let him in.  “You look good tonight, Rex.  Come on in and I’ll get you a drink.”

“Thanks, Mad.”  He walked in and took off his jacket, throwing it on a chair before flopping down in it himself.

She went over to the in room bar and pulled some glasses and filled them with ice and then poured them both a scotch.  Then, walking with a drink in each hand, she headed for the bed and sat down on the edge.  “Why don’t you come on over here and sit down, Rex.”  She purred his name and took a sip of her drink.

She didn’t need to ask him twice.  He jumped up from the chair and moved to the bed, taking the drink from her hand and downing it in one gulp.  Then, he turned and leaned to put it on a side table.  When he turned around, the look of pure lust on his face made her scoot nervously on the bed.  He chuckled and sat down next to her, taking her into his arms, he knocked her glass to the carpet and kissed her hard, pushing his tongue between her resisting lips and thrusting in like a little dick.  When he finally pulled away, she was breathless, feeling unexpected stirrings in her body.  “What’s the matter,
Maddie
not keeping as tight a grip on the situation as you’d like?”

She stared at him, trying to regain her composure and some of the control he was mocking her for.  “What are you talking about, Rex?”

He suddenly grabbed her by the wrists, and the electric thrill that traveled through her was almost overpowering in its intensity.  She felt her breathing grow ragged as he held her, waiting for him to say something, but he just stared at her with that easy smile she had always thought hid a sly personality.  Finally, he pulled her closer.  “Did you think I wouldn’t figure out what you two were up to?”

Maddie
opened her mouth to deny that anything was going on, but he kissed her again and, this time, he brought his hands up and put them on her breasts, squeezing them hard through the corset.  She struggled to pull away, but he wrapped his arms around her and fell back onto the bed with her, quickly straddling her and pinning her to the bed.