Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed, [Blackmail], [NC], PART 13

Vicki finished her bath uninterrupted. As she sat in front of mirror Earl came in , goosed her a bit. and stepped into the shower. The little tweaking at her ribs gave her goose bumps. She wouldn’t try to interpret their meaning. She finished with her nightly primping, got up and left the room. Not bothering to put anything on, she climbed into bed naked and rolled over on her side facing the edge of the bed. “I’ve survived two nights, she thought to herself, how many more, four ? She tried not to ponder what might be next in the ordeal. Soon, she felt Earl climb in beside her, moving up close, spooning her. She felt his cock slip between her butt cheeks and rest there, his hand reaching around under her arm and cupping her breast. Of course he was naked also. “Did he even bother to bring clothes?” she wondered. She felt herself drifting off to sleep. She didn’t try to fight it.

Groped, Betrayed,Blackmailed, [NC], [Blackmail] Part 12

Vicki was about to drift off to sleep, still lying beside Earl, his arms wrapped around her. Suddenly she felt the palm of his hand slap her ass, firmly, but not really painfully. “ Get up!, fucking makes me hungry, they have a very nice little restaurant here, but we need to get cleaned up a bit, don’t you think ?”, he barked with a laugh. Of course, he meant getting cleaned up together. Hardly anything was done in private. She rolled off the bed and followed him to bathroom. He already had the water running in the shower. He soaped her up first. Paying careful attention to her tits, spending more time than necessary soaping them up with his bare hands,then her stomach, and then moving lower to her crotch, spending more time than needed there too. She had to take his hand at one point. And tell him to please be more gentle, she was awfully sore after the pounding he gave her, although the warm water did feel good, she would rather soak in a hot bath. When he finished, it was her turn. She knew what he wanted, what he expected from her. She started with his chest, soaping him up from below his neck down to his stomach, rubbing with her hands round and round his chest and nipples, working lower down towards his stomach. As she washed him, she noticed how taught his abs were, really no flab at all. When she reached his cock, she knew there was no need in avoiding it and it immediately sprung to attention at her touch. Totally soft to start, she felt it harden and grow to the point her fingers wouldn’t quite reach around it. Not wanting to deal with it again so soon, she soaped up her hands and moved to his balls. They hung much lower than her husbands. When he fucked her they really slapped against her ass. She tried to turn her thoughts elsewhere, not pleased at the tingling between her own legs. She quickly moved behind him, working on his back first, moving down towards his ass next. She didn’t linger there, as he did on her own,but she did rub both cheeks with her hands, taking note of how tight his glutes were. Once she had him dried off, he told her to finish getting ready. He wanted her made up and looking her best so he could show her off. Suddenly it struck her. “ We’re wearing clothes to eat aren’t we ?” “Of course not” Earl answered. “Why would we ?” Vicki recoiled at the thought. She thought quickly and said “at least let me wear the bottoms to a swimsuit I brought along, please” she pleaded. Earl looked her over, standing naked before him. “I don’t know why you’d want to cover that body up, but ok, this time. Till you get more comfortable in your surroundings”. Vicki went to her suitcase and dug out the bikini bottoms. They didn’t offer much coverage, but at least it was something. She slipped into the bathroom to put them on. Looking in the mirror, she realized she needed a trim, and she hadn’t brought a razor. Sheepishly she stepped into the room. “Did you bring a razor”. Earl glanced down at her pubes spilling out from the sides of the bikini bottoms. “Yeah that’s not a nice look at all, looks better without em.” “Please”, you said I could wear them.” As he continued to look, he answered, “I brought one, but its an old style double edge Gillette, You’d probably slice yourself to pieces. I’ll go see what they have in the gift shop in the lobby.” She didn’t bother telling him that’s what she grew up using.She had sliced her legs up a few times and knew to be very careful, especially when giving herself a bikini trim. But anything to delay the inevitable.
When he returned he had an overpriced ladies slim style razor, shaving cream with Aloe (what a nice touch), and also a few other items in the bag. Wear this tonight too, since you won’t go naked, as you should. She looked inside and found a very sheer, see through black mesh cover up that matched the color of the bottoms. the length fell almost to her ankles. also in the bag was a pair of gold hoop earrings, and a gold chain necklace. She took the package and disappeared into the bathroom. She carefully trimmed her bush so that the hairs no longer protruded from around the leg bands. She removed just enough, as she had long ago when she wore skimpy, for her, swimsuits. she liked her bush, as did her husband. She then pulled the bottoms on, put on the sheer cover up, then the ear rings and necklace. Looking at herself in the mirror, she thought she looked like a cheap hotel whore. The cover up hid nothing, her tits and nipples were clearly visible, as were her butt cheeks from the back. She almost decided to strip it all off and go naked. But as she checked herself out in the full length mirrors, she decided it did help with some of the ‘flaws” she saw brought on by age. But then she thought to herself,”what the fuck do I care”. She ran a brush through her long hair, touched up her make up and walked out into the room. Earl was waiting. When he saw her his eyes brightened and he exclaimed “damn, look at you.” She didn’t say anything, but like all women, she appreciated the approval in his voice.
Earl had secured one of the golf carts provided by the resort to get around in. Of course, he was naked, head to toe. His cock started spring to attention when he saw her. He did nothing to hide it as they loaded up in the cart. He drove slowly through the village, Naked couples, and mostly naked men, paid close attention as they passed. She knew she was getting approving looks, even though she was, compared to the rest, dressed. To save her life, she couldn’t ride along with the disgusted scowl on her face that she felt she should have, it just didn’t fit her personality. She felt her face muscles easing, not quite a smile came over her features, but neither was she frowning.
At the restaurant, her “cover up” did little to cover the embarrassment she felt as they were seated. God, she glanced at Earl walking in naked. Thankfully, she thought, his hard on had subsided to just a “semi”. All the men were completely naked. She noticed that although none of the other women had their breasts covered, some were wearing bottoms of some sort,frilly, skimpy, Victoria’s Secret panties seemed a popular choice, maybe she could suggest that to Earl on subsequent nights out. After they were seated, a waitress,wearing nothing but a tiny g-string took their drink order. Vicki decide to just have wine, Earl a scotch. Maybe if he got drunk enough he wouldn’t be able to perform and she’d be left alone ?. As they had their drinks, she noticed the stares. Guys started dropping by, introducing themselves, first names only, and made no effort to hide the fact they were checking her out. Of course, they spoke first to Earl, but then their eyes were all on her, her tits had just as well been bare like all the the others. A time or two, or more, she heard the men ask Earl, “will you two be playing?”. The question, at first was lost on her, but when she heard him respond, “we haven’t decided yet” it suddenly dawned on her what was being asked. This was a “swingers” resort, as it had been boldly advertised. Surely he had no intention on making her have sex with other men. or women. She felt a sudden pang in her stomach. But why wouldn’t he expect her to ?. It had never come up, it had been just him before. She put the thought out of her mind as she took another drink of her wine and noticed the activity around all the other tables, as if deals were being made. Earl was noticing too. Sitting beside him, she suddenly felt his hand on her exposed leg under the table. Without hesitating he moved between her legs, and she felt it. The long bony finger, working back and forth, up and down her slit. She cringed,and tried to close her legs, but he forced them back apart, giving himself room for the lewd act. She didn’t try to stop him again, it would have been useless, and she didn’t want to ignite his anger later.He continued as they waited on their meal. Over another round of drinks, he asked her what she thought of the “getaway” he had chosen. “well, its certainly a new experience for me, eye opening, I’ll have to say’. But I never would have chosen it myself.” His eyes dancing, Earl replied, well we’ll see what you think at the end of the week, and maybe you can pick a place next time”.
At that Vicki thought, he never intends to let this go. She felt him take her hand and place it on his cock. She knew what to do. As he was had done to her, she lightly wrapped her fingers around his shaft, and moved her hand up and down along its length. She felt it growing beneath her touch, taking one finger, she placed it on the lower side, and starting at his ball sack, ran it lightly along the shaft to the tip of his penis, around the mushroom head, and back to his balls, then taking her hand, she lightly tickled his hairy scrotum. Looking across the room, beneath the other tables, she knew her actions could be seen by others too. She felt terribly embarrassed, but what could she do ?. She didn’t know how long she should continue, how excited she should get him, here in the restaurant. Thankfully, just before she was sure he was about to burst, he took her hand and laid it in her own lap. Over a couple more drinks apiece, they ate their meal. Earl being very attentive to her, as if he was almost worshiping her as he eyed her closely. It made her uncomfortable being watched so closely, so admiringly. As they got ready to leave, he stood up, moved behind her, and helped pull her chair back. “My oh my, what a gentleman he is”, she thought to herself, sarcastically. As they made their way out of the restaurant, she felt the eyes of most of the males following her. Earl noticed too, as he watched them admiring his “catch”. Surprisingly, he drove them back to the room without having an accident. Parking the cart, he walked around, and helped her out. His cock was already hardening again. He opened the door, and they stepped inside the darkened room.
He closed the door, and then took her by the arm, turning her to face him.The light coming through the too sheer drapes helped illuminate the room a bit, giving it an almost romantic allure. He stood gazing at her body,standing before him in the all but invisible article of clothing. His arousal was evident. He reached towards her, unties the wrap at her waist, then reaching up, slid it off her shoulders. It dropped at her feet. For someone who had been blackmailed, and forced ibto her current situation, her body body continued to betray her. She knew what was about to happen to her again. Was it fair to call it rape ? Of course it was she reasoned. Just because her body reacted to the physical pleasure exerted on her, and which she admitted, she participated in, it wasn’t something she had desired. or would she have ever gone seeking it. Just as long, long ago when a teenage boyfriend had forced himself on her after she told him no repeatedly, and still he got on top of her, trapping her, and had his way with her, that time her body had betrayed her, and she had multiple orgasms as he stimulated her pleasure zones. She knew then it was purely a physical reaction that she couldn’t help. just as it was now. She was sure. Nevertheless, she could feel the tingling in her loins, feel her wetness building between her legs. Merely a physical reaction she told herself as Earl stared at her, leered at her. As they stood there, she reached into the waistband of her bottoms, pulled them over her hips and let them drop to the floor.It was what was expected, right?.

Blackmail 29 – Sex Beautique (F, blackmail, fiction)

I should have fucking figured that my *admirer* would take to the one place I could easily get fucking recognized.

After my *admirer* stopped at his location and picked up a mysterious package, he had us taken to a place called ‘*Starr’s*’.

Seeing how I’ve never been to the capital I didn’t know what ‘Starr’s’ was.

You know what it was…..a fucking sex shop.

Ok it was more chic than your stereo typical sex shop so I guess you could consider the place more of a beautique than a shop.

Still it was a place I could easily get recognized.

I groaned as I looked over at my *admirer* quickly going from a happy puppy dog willing to do anything *her* master told *her* to do to instantly pissed again.

I was beginning to see a pattern with this asshat.

First he embarrassed me in a high end restaurant.

Then he parades my naked ass in the hotel where we were staying.

Then he pounds my pussy and psyche into submission all night and all morning.

A reluctance tale down the rabbit hole chapter 2

I was sitting close to Big T while he drove us home. My head resting on his shoulder, and unbelievably, my right hand between his slightly parted thighs cradling his scrotum. His balls were very heavy in my small hand.

The fear and panic I’d experienced moments earlier had subsided into resignation and regret.

How could I have been so naive? I wondered over and over. Brandon, you’ve known him over a month and you knew darn well how much he has wanted you all this time. You knew he would do anything to have sex with you and how could you not see this coming?

The car slowed down then stopped at a red light.

He said, “Kiss me, boy!”

What could I do? I had no choice but to turn my face to his and kiss him full on the mouth.

When the light turned green he patted my head and said, “Brandy, don’t be so sad…I already gave you the greatest orgasm of your life and there will many, many more to come, so to speak, hahaha…”

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed, [Blackmail], [NC], [MF]

PART 11

They rode along in silence for a few miles. Vicki sat stone faced, staring straight ahead, not caring that she was still topless and not trying to cover herself. It would have been pointless anyway. Sitting with the seat back up again, and out on the interstate, no one could see her anyway except for the occasional semi truck that Earl made a point of riding beside for too long, giving the driver, if he bothered, a look at her tits. A time or two they layed on their air horn and gave a thumbs up. She didn’t care. Without turning her head, she spoke in an emotionless tone, “There’s some napkins in the pocket on the drivers door, would hand them to me please ?” Earl reached down, grabbed the napkins and handed them to her. Then taking a water bottle she poured water on several and started wiping the dried cum off her cheeks, then her tits. Earl glanced over at her as she finished and said “feel better now with that all cleaned up?” She didn’t answer or look his way. “You know, you really should try to be a little nicer, things would go a lot better for you, and who knows, you might just enjoy yourself,right?. And with that, Earl took his weathered, calloused, hand, placed it on her exposed thigh and gave it a little squeeze. He left his hand there as they drove along,lightly running his fingers up and down her inner thigh. It reminded Vicki of the first time he had groped her in her classroom. bony finger working back and forth up and down her ass crack..it gave her chills.

Little girl lost

Little girl lost

Jay’s relationship with Margaret had run its course. It had been 4 years and for the majority of it she was cheating . Cheating as jay sat home and raised her three kids. Terry and James since they were 10 and lily since she was 8. He told them about Santa clause and the birds and the bees. He ever told lily about getting her period. They had all become maturing kids by the time he left the house . Terry and James now 14 , with deeper voices and peach fuzz and lily now 12, becoming a very beautiful girl, tall and skinny with braces and loved to dance .

Jay moved out and the family moved to another area of town. Jay’s friend lived in the same area . Jay would go over to Ray’s house and shoot the shit and then it was everyday. Ray was married with three boys, all in college. He stayed home due to an accident on the job. I would soo go everyday . Until really talking we didn’t know how much we had in common, especially for the younger meat. I told him about lily and how nice she is maturing . We would even follow her bus around and wait til they dropped her off and look at her. She was very hot.
One day, I ran across Lily’s phone number in my iCloud. I really wanted to just call and hear her voice , that’s when ray and I got the best idea ever . We would get a burner number and phone and download one of those voice changer things. We devised a plan.

Groped, Betrayed, Blackmailed, [Blackmail],[MF],[NC]

PART 10….After the tryst with Lisa, Things more or less returned to normal. Since her sexual “reawakening” as her husband termed it, he wanted more and more sex, continuing the blowjobs and every position they could wriggle into, and even occasionally anal, which she was getting better at relaxing for, an would have some really nice orgasms from. He was amazed at, and took every opportunity to express to her, the change in her over the last few months. He was still suspicious as to what brought it all about, but she never mentioned anything, and she had always been totally up front with him before.

Groped, betrayed, Blackmailed, [Blackmail], [Non Consensual/Consensual] [FF]

PART 9…..Lisa had been texting, emailing, or calling constantly while Vicki and her husband were away. Vicki ignored every attempt, deleting the evidence of her almost frantic pleading to respond. She hadn’t spoken to her in month’s, even raising a few eyebrows at work when people noticed the change in their relationship.
Finally she could stand if no longer. Lisa had texted begging for just a few minutes of her time, anytime, anywhere. Not sure how she would react to seeing her, and not wanting to be seen with her, Vicki told her she would come to her house when no one else was there. The next morning, wanting to get it over with, she pulled down the winding drive to Lisa’s lavish home.

As soon as she opened the door, it was plain to see she was a wreck. Nervously she asked her inside, then led her to the back of the house into the family room. “ I have some things you need to know, and if you would just let me explain… “
“Yes, why don’t you do that !” Vicki lashed out. “Why did you get me involved in whatever sordid behavior you and your father in law engage in?” Vicki was still shaken and confused about seeing Earl at the beach, having to pretend things were great between them while he entertained her and her husband, then took every opportunity to further abuse her. She brushed aside the confusing reaction she had to his advances.

Blackmail 28 – Pissed (F, blackmail, fiction)

I sat in the limo as it moved looking out the other window with my arms folded over my chest pissed.

Why was I pissed?

Simple I had just finished giving my *admirer* my best performance as **I** gave him a blowjob as he spoke on the phone and followed his instructions of going slow and being quiet.

And **I** thought I did an amazing job as my *admirer* shot his load into my empty stomach I asked him how was it.

You know what this motherfucker answered?

It was fine but could be better.

**FINE!!!**

**COULD BE BETTER!!!**

The nerve of this asshole.

The same asshole who shot enough fucking cum into my sore pussy to impregnate a dozen or two female’s and then shoots another load into my empty stomach.

My still empty stomach as his cum was quickly absorbed.

And **I** only got to taste a drop….dammit.

God why did it have to taste so fucking good?

A mess on the sofa [M/f, Anal, Blackmail]

I’m sitting watching a television show one evening when the doorbell rings. I get up, open the door to find you in your school uniform.

“Oh, hi Mr. Ellis. Is your daughter home? We’re meant to be working on a project together for school, and she was going to share her notes with me.”

“Oh, no, sorry Emma, she’s at her mother’s for the weekend. Just me home. But she did mention she’d left the notes in her room, if you want to go and grab them.”

“Oh, that’s great, thanks!”

You go up to her room, and I sit back down on the sofa to get back to my television show. After a few minutes, you come down the stairs. You stand in the entrance of the living room for a minute before I notice you looking at me.

“Did you get what you needed?” I say

You seem a little flustered, and say “Oh…yeah! Um…what are you watching?”

I reply, “Oh, Star Trek. This actually might be my favorite episode. It’s called ‘In The Pale Moonlight'”

“Oh, cool! Can I watch it with you?” you ask.