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

by Kemp, Jane

  Chelsea shrugged without meeting her eyes. “Yeah, it was a bit of an exaggeration. I only saw him give her a quick hug and pat her back.”

  “You mean, like he was comforting her about something? Chels, that’s a world away from what you first suggested.”

  “I know but . . .”

  “But what?” Rex stepped out of the bathroom, looking as cool and collected as always. “I can’t imagine you two are still discussing my fidelity.”

  Maddie blushed and Chelsea turned away from her husband to finish dressing. He nodded. “Well, okay, I get it. Let’s say I did cheat, though. It’s not like your little scheme produced much in the way of blackmail.”

  Chelsea hung her head. “I know, I feel awful.”

  Rex laughed and walked over to give his wife a big hug. “Honey, I don’t mind your jealousy. After all, it gave me a wild night like tonight and,” he walked away to the mantel over the faux fireplace and pulled out the camera the girls were certain they’d hidden, tapping it in his hand. “It has given me a way to remember this special occasion. Hey, Maddie?”

  Maddie turned and looked at the small spy camera in his hand and smiled guiltily. “Yes, Rex?”

  “How would you like to come over for dinner and a movie?”

  She laughed. “Fine, but you have to buy the popcorn.”

  FACEBOOK SLUT 2

  Perkin’s Revenge and the Unlikely Threesome

  by Jane Kemp

  All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press

  Cover image by Russell Marleau

  Sydney had been working at Ingstrom Technical for about two weeks when the email from Perkins came inviting her to a dinner party he was throwing Friday night after work. She smirked and thought he was probably going to sound her out about their secret sex encounter and see if it was still just a secret between the two of them. It was risky, though, because she would be in his house with his wife. Maybe he figured with company around, things would be safe.

  She shrugged. She really had no intention of squeezing his balls over the matter. Yes, he had fucked her when she had come in to interview for the job, but she hadn’t really felt all that bad about it, even though he’d gotten plenty rough. In fact, she remembered that she had felt pretty good leaving his office that day, and it wasn’t just because she had managed to get him to give her everything she wanted out of her employment. Still, she understood his worry.

  It had all started with him trying to blackmail her about her Facebook account. Although, when she considered it later, she guessed she couldn’t really consider it blackmail because she could have walked away. But she had been desperate for a job and he had seemed unwilling to hire her because of her online profile. It was true, she was a bit of a slut and a partier, and so, it had been no big deal to fuck him in order to win the job.

  But during their escapade, she had spotted a family picture while she was splayed out on his desk as he thrust into her over and over again. When they had finished and he had said she was hired, she had snatched the photo off his desk and threatened to tell his wife what they had just done if he didn’t give her everything she wanted. She hadn’t been greedy, just asking for an extended vacation and a higher pay rate, but the few times she had run into him at the office, he had been terse and nervous, like he expected at any moment for her to announce at the top of her lungs that they had screwed.

  Of course, she didn’t do anything with it. She really wasn’t that sort of girl. She had gone home and cleaned up her profile on Facebook. Now, though, she wondered at the invitation. It seemed odd that after all his avoidance, he would be inviting her over to his house. Oh well, she knew enough about the working world to know that you didn’t refuse an invitation from your boss. She sent a reply accepting his invite, telling him she was looking forward to it.

  She imagined he would take that however his paranoid mind would take it.

  ***

  Friday arrived and she worked the day in a lackluster fashion, her mind dwelling on Perkin’s dinner. She still wondered why he had invited her, and she wondered what he thought she was planning in her corner of the camp. He must be really concerned about the whole situation. She laughed. How crazy the whole thing was.

  Once work was over, she closed her office door and changed for the dinner. She imagined that it would be a sedate affair, but she didn’t think that meant she had to look like a dead librarian. She changed into her little black dress with the slit up the side and the scooped back and then she added her jewelry. The final touch was the red lipstick which made her full lips stand out. She had a feeling that Perkins would be staring at them all night.

  She arrived at the dinner on time, and was escorted by Perkins himself to the living room. “You look good tonight, Sydney. Really good.”

  She didn’t think he sounded especially worried and figured she had simply been wrong about the whole thing. Maybe, what was really happening was something a lot more innocent. Perhaps Perkins was just deciding to be friendly. She caught his hungry stare, though, as he left her in the living room to go get his wife and she knew that innocent wasn’t in her boss’s repertoire, ever.

  She sat alone and waited for him to return. She thought it was really odd that no one else was there yet, but she just assumed they were all planning to arrive fashionably late. Then, Perkins came back into the room with a stunning beauty at his elbow. Sydney thought she recognized her from the photo on Perkins’ desk. She had dark straight hair that fell down her back and beautiful green eyes that seemed so large that they were all you saw. Her body was tell and elegant, with luscious curves that made the sparkling dress shimmer in the light. Perkins began the introductions. “Sydney, this is my wife, Paulette.”

  The beautiful woman approached and held out her hand. “Hello, Sydney, I’ve heard so much about you. Elliot has told me that you’ve been the best hire he’s made in a long time.”

  Sydney found herself blushing, feeling nonplussed to be confronted by the woman married to the man she had threatened to destroy with a little mean gossip. “Oh, that’s so nice to say, but it’s not really true.”

  “Oh come on, Sydney, don’t be so modest.” Perkins looked at her with an expression she couldn’t decipher. “Now, who’d like a drink?”

  He didn’t wait for anyone to answer, but went over to the bar and began pouring. His wife took Sydney by the hand and guided her to the couch, sitting down beside her. Sydney felt a growing discomfort in the midst of their civility. “Um, I guess everyone is late, huh? That seems rude.”

  Paulette laughed and shook her head. “Oh, didn’t Elliot tell you? This is a private affair. You are the sole guest for tonight.” As she said this, she scooted over and laid a hand on Sydney’s knee. “I was really curious to meet you.”

  Sydney looked over at the bar where Perkins was still mixing and then, she turned back around and smiled nervously at her host. “Well, I guess you’re disappointed.” She laughed trying to make the evening feel lighter and less strange.

  “Oh no, I’m not disappointed at all.” Paulette smiled at her and then the evening took a turn for the weird that made the slight discomfort she had felt seem like a slight hiccup because, suddenly, Paulette leaned over to her and gave her a kiss, pressing her soft mouth down on Sydney’s and making her shiver with the feel of her tongue slipping in and sliding over her teeth.

  When Paulette pulled back, Perkins was standing behind the couch, drinks in his hand. Sydney turned bright red, confusion flooding her mind. “I’m sorry, I . . .”

  Perkins shook his head and handed his wife the drinks. She put them on the table beside the couch and then she put her hand back on Sydney’s knee. Perkins came around the couch and sat on her other side.

  “You thought you had me cornered Miss Burkett, but my wife and I live an alternative lifestyle. The moment you walked into my office, I knew she’d like you.” He moved close
r and ran a hand down Sydney’s back that made her shiver as it sent thrills though her. “I know we really like you.”

  Sydney looked at him like he was batty, but she didn’t get a chance to reply because now, it was Mr. Perkins that leaned forward to kiss her. He was much rougher than his wife, but her body reacted just the same with a wave of excitement that seemed to center between her legs. She felt hands on her shoulders and then she was aware that the straps of her dress were being pushed down.

  Perkins broke away to give his wife room to take Sydney’s dress down the rest of the way, leaving it bunched around her middle as she sat and exposing her breasts to both of them. She hadn’t worn a bra, choosing to go without because of the dress’ low back and now, she felt the cool air brush over her nipples and she blushed again.

  Paulette brushed her delicate fingers over each of Sydney’s nipples, making her breath hitch as they hardened. Then, Paulette dipped her head and her soft mouth took a nipple in and began to suck and nibble at it while using a hand to caress her other breast. Sydney fell back into the sofa, overwhelmed with the sudden need she felt building up in her body. She had never been with a woman before, in spite of all her hard partying ways and the experience was so beyond anything she would have imagined that she felt her resistance waver and disappear.

  She forgot entirely about Perkins as his wife paid attention to her, and then she heard him telling his wife to move to the side. She opened her eyes and saw him standing with a camera on a tripod aimed right at her as she sat with her dress bundled around her middle. Reality came back and she made a move to jump up, but Paulette grabbed her arm and pulled her tight to her side. “Oh, don’t go yet.”

  Perkins left the camera and began undressing off to the side. “Yes, stay a while, Sydney. After all, if you leave now, I’ll just have to post on Facebook that you are a blackmailing little slut that will fuck anybody she thinks she can get something out of. I do have some video to support my claims.”

  Sydney sat back down, stunned. She wasn’t sure that he had much filmed yet, but she just couldn’t risk it. She sighed and then, a small smile showed on her face. If she was being blackmailed, she might as well enjoy it. Turning to Paulette, she reached for the lady’s hand and put it back on her breast. Then, she reached for the straps of Paulette’s own dress and yanked them down, making the woman gasp and then smile in return.

  The two women fell back and rolled on the couch, their hands exploring each other’s bodies as they worked the remainder of their clothing off. Both dresses were tossed into the room and then came panties and Paulette’s bra. Now, Paulette rolled once more and put herself on top of Sydney, pressing her naked body onto her husband’s co-worker and letting her tongue trail down her body until she had slipped between Sydney’s legs and spread them wide, letting her pussy lips part to show the pink sweetness inside.

  Sydney shivered as she watched Paulette lower her mouth to her pussy, and when she felt her mouth on her and then, felt her thrusting tongue slide deep into her, she arched her back off the couch and moaned loudly. Just as her head fell back and her mouth opened in ecstasy, Perkins was there beside her and his cock was on her lips, pushing over them and into her mouth.

  She tried to sit up, but Paulette’s mouth on her and the way Perkins kept her mouth stuffed full of cock, made it impossible for her to move. She felt overwhelmed with sensation and she gagged as she struggled to take her boss’ dick all the way in. She closed her eyes as she felt Paulette slide fingers inside her, and she jumped when Paulette’s mouth sucked in her clit and began to stroke it with her tongue.

  The three of them moved around on the couch with Sydney left between them to service and be serviced. She squealed as Paulette’s fingers found her sweet spot and she lifted her hips up to grind at Paulette’s hand while her fingers moved in Sydney’s cunt. Juices were flowing in a steady stream from Sydney’s pussy and she knew that soon she was going to come.

  Just as her body pushed over the edge and her orgasm hit her so hard she bucked on the couch and folded in two, Perkin’ shaft slipped from her mouth and left her gasping and struggling to pull air into her burning lungs. Paulette finally pushed away from between Sydney’s legs and she and her husband now switched places.

  When Perkins got between Sydney’s legs, he pushed them together, heightening the feelings that were rolling through her pussy. He took her and pulled her around, rolling her onto her knees, but keeping her upper half still on the couch. Sydney didn’t have to wonder why he did this. Paulette now scooted her naked ass onto the couch and swung her pussy under Sydney’s face. Reaching up, she put a hand on the back of Sydney’s head and pulled her down, making her mouth bury itself in her slick folds.

  Shocked at first, Sydney began to slowly lick at Paulette’s pussy, making her moan and squirm. “Oh yes, sweetie, that is so good. Use your tongue. Lick my cunt.” The words were a bit of a shock, but they fired Sydney up and she began to use her mouth in earnest on Paulette.

  Perkins was pressing against her during this, seemingly content to tease his cock along her swollen pussy lips as she licked at his wife. But, finally, she felt his hands grip her and she felt his muscled thighs slap against the back of hers and she felt him fill her. His long cock stroked in and out and shifted inside her, stroking her g-spot and making her moan into his wife’s pussy.

  They all moved in a rhythm that heightened sensations until Sydney was yelling and coming again. And she felt Paulette’s little bud quiver beneath her tongue and then the woman was coming hard, her hands gripping Sydney’s hair as she yanked her head around to grind on her pussy.

  As the two women came and cried out and writhed in his view, Perkins moved faster inside Sydney, stroking wildly inside her as he watched her sweet mouth open in overwhelming sensation and pleasure. His wife moved beneath his employee and she looked at him with dazed eyes as she continued to come. He thrust a few more times before his cock swelled and he pulled out, hurrying to turn Sydney around and bring her to her knees, ready to make sure she took in his spurting cock and swallowed down his warm cum.

  Sydney’s head whipped around and then he was pushing past her lips and her teeth and her tongue as his wife held her head steady and reached under to stroke and relax her throat. Sydney felt the strange sensation of Paulette’s hand on her throat just as she felt him spurt hard into her mouth. She struggled not to swallow, but the movement of Paulette’s hand on her throat made her gulp the warm load down and then she was gagging and choking, her eyes tearing up as she fought to gain her breath around the throbbing shaft in her mouth.

  Finally, Perkins withdrew and Paulette was leaning forward to kiss and caress her as the various sensations coming from all over her body shook her and made her feel weak. She fell back into the couch cushions and watched as Perkins and his wife came together in front of her to cuddle and kiss. She closed her eyes for a moment and then she sensed it was quiet and opened them again.

  She was alone in the room, and she got up slowly and gathered her clothes, getting dressed in a mystified stupor as her body sent little shockwaves through her from time to time. She was finally dressed, but she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to stay or go. The whole evening had been a shocking turn of events and she felt off-balance, unsure. Then, just as she had determined to go ahead and go, Paulette entered the room and went over to hug Sydney to her. “Come on, dinner’s waiting for us.”

  Sydney realized she was famished and started walking with her hostess to the dining room. Then, something occurred to her and she stopped in her tracks. “The camera, it was still filming everything?”

  Paulette nodded. “Of course, sweetie. We wanted to make sure you visited every now and then. The tape is just our insurance that we’ll get to see your pretty face.”

  Sydney couldn’t believe it. She had been thoroughly blackmailed, her original hold on Perkins disappearing in this strange moment of circumstance. She tried to p
rocess her emotions and then she felt an especially strong spasm between her legs and she knew she wasn’t really upset with the reversal of secrets.

  In fact, as she made her way to the dining room by Paulette’s side, she was already thinking of when she would next be available to pay them a visit. After all, she didn’t want any of this to get out. It might just soil her reputation.

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