[My life started to get pretty normal from here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/oqhflh/finally_got_caught_2/) I had a number of regular guys to fuck but no one I wanted to date. Most stopped when they got a girlfriend but most just kept me as a side piece. It wasn’t a problem, at least there was a point some days where the desire was sated and my grades were still good enough to not upset my parents.
Coming home started to feel strange, I wanted to be naked. There were two guys here that never had girlfriends with good reason. They weren’t at all attractive and looked like shit. Sometimes I would just hang around them to try and be turned off listening to them but that lasted only as long as I was around them, they complained a lot about women and seemed stupid. Even when I was home and horny I had a hard time thinking about them in that way.
These guys had dicks, I wanted to fuck that dick, and they still managed to talk themselves out of getting any. You get the idea, yes I even tried drinking a bit first, I still would rather fuck a stranger in the park bathroom before considering these guys.
So when I tried being daring around the house, getting caught by them was one of the biggest turn offs I had.
On a day I managed to not get fucked, I came home and thought no one was home, started stripping and wanted to play things a little risky. I had my shirt up before hearing Dug call out asking who it was before fixing myself and letting him know it was me. He poked his head out, nodded and went back to hiding in his room.
Fuck.
Even with him nearly catching me I was still horny. Still wanted to play things a little risky so I left the door open just a little before stripping down and fucking myself with a big fleshy dildo complete with balls.
This went on, when I had the house to myself I would risk walking around naked. Well, I had a long shirt with me just in case. I started fucking myself in the kitchen, on the floor, the sofa, carefully do it in front of a window, it was fun. My heart raced every time, feeling that rush helped push me over the edge.
That’s when I got greedy.
One day I decided to sneak into everyone’s rooms and fuck myself. I know it was stupid but it was exiting and I actually had never been in their rooms before, the first time going in and seeing how they had their set up was fun. Alice’s room smelled nice, the boys reeked of old socks and body odor. The disgusted helped.
Feeling satisfied with myself I marched up the stairs, went to my room, grabbed a towel and took a shower.
When I heard someone coming up the stairs as I was in the middle of a shower I thought it was her until the door opened and I heard Todds voice.
“Jessica?”
“Um… yes?” Literally had soap on my face this very moment. I never bothered locking the door because I didn’t think it was needed.
“What were you doing in my room earlier today?”
You know when that moment hits, your ass puckers and you clench up? That was this moment. I froze, all I could say was, “What do you mean?” I was in his room less than an hour ago. I thought about what I did, I closed the door, I didn’t bother anything, how did he know?
He spoke again, I was glad no one else was home because he was speaking pretty loud. “Rinse off and follow me.”
“I’m taking a shower though, can it wait?”
He opened up the shower curtain and held the towel in his hand. I turned off the water, grabbed the towel and slowly got out, following him. “Can I at least dry off or get dressed? What’s this about?”
He didn’t say a word. I didn’t know when Alice or John was going to be home either, Todd just walked to his room, waved me in, didn’t close the door, sat at his desk and played a video.
It was his room. He had a camera. It was motion activated. The door opened and it was me. Sneaking in. Naked. Dildo in hand, kneeling down on the ground and fucking myself with it.
He folded his arms and watched me react to seeing myself like this. “Want to explain yourself? What the fuck is this?”
I hated him. I hated that he had this over me now. “I… just wanted to mess around.”
He reached out, grabbed my towel and pulled. I didn’t bother stopping him. Watching him take my only clothing was humiliating, then told me to stand with my hands on my head as I tried to cover up a little bit at least.
He then explained the terms of his blackmail. He got full access to everything of mine or he was sending the video to my parents and friends. I said for a month, he said till he’s satisfied.
Snapping his fingers to the floor between his feet I moved forward slowly, kneeling, unzipped his pants and fuck the smell of his dick was disgusting. Gagging a moment I asked if we could at least close the door, he grabbed my head and pushed it down against his cock. taking him in, he fucked my face hard, forcing me to choke on his dick until he came. When he was done, he forced me to lick him clean, then put his foot to my face and pushed me away, telling me to brush my teeth and get dressed.
I cleaned myself up, got dressed, went to my room and cried.
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