Back to the Office [MF][blkmail][cuck]

Things around the house were different after our encounter with my wife’s coworker, neither of us talked about it but she was noticeably less interested in sex with me. He kept his word and hadn’t mentioned the photos of my wife to anyone and, to my surprise, hadn’t been back over or reached out to her in the weeks since I watched him fuck her.

Her company adjusted their pandemic guidelines and she was asked to go back in to the office a few days a week. Things were normal for a couple of weeks, and then I got an odd meeting invitation from her. I logged on to the meeting and she seemed distracted, I knew something was up.

She kept looking off to the side and then I head someone else in the room talking but couldn’t make out what they said. She nodded her head and pushed her chair back from the desk. I watched as she reached down off camera and wiggled around a bit before holding up her panties for me to see and then handing them to someone off camera! I knew then that her coworker was in her office.

The drunk intern p.2 [Blackmail]

When I come to work the next day, my make-up is fresh and my eyes are clear. As if nothing ever happened. I’m good at hiding my hangover. You watch me acting all prude and uptight as if I haven’t fucked you right on the floor of the open space a few hours ago only. I ignore you, acting as if you don’t exist and I keep my eyes on my computer screen, a steaming cup of coffee with me.

I go to the restroom and you follow me. You pull me into a cleaning closet, your hand squeezing my arm and I wince in pain.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I ask you, my eyes throwing daggers at you.

I try to wiggle free from you but you only squeeze harder.

“Stop your holier-than-you act,” you say, your voice deep and slightly threatening.

“If you don’t let me go, I’ll report you to HR”

You laugh and I swear I want to hit you right in the face. My eyes are dark and I’m gritting my teeth, holding back a swear word. I’m about to hit you when you pull out your phone and hold it to my face, a video playing on the screen.

How I (M32) turned a sexually repressed, conservative, religious, teacher, mom of 6 (F42), into a completely depraved slut through blackmail

For some background, I had been posting on various subreddits for a consensual blackmail dynamic. If you’re not familiar with that, it’s a similar concept of rape play. Except instead of rape, I have compromising photos and videos of you and use that to threaten you to do anything I want. A blackmail dynamic is a lot more psychological because it uses fear and anxiety to push you through your limits. You’re essentially turning over any control and power over to a complete stranger in the hopes that they will honor your safe word. It’s like picking up a dog from the pound. You might find that special something you’ve been missing all this time and it’s exactly what you needed, or you might leave for work and come home to your house completely trashed. Except the house is your life.

Step Sister Corruption Part 221 – Day 119 Failure (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

Well that failed fantastically.

I looked down at my new *pet*, aka my mom, as my cum dribbled out of her and her panting heavily.

Earlier mom brought me to her studio so I could see everything she does here and was impressed on how big the place looked.

She had a back drop where she does her photo’s.

A kitchen where I found out she made most of *our* dinners where she performed for her audience in the buff.

Really didn’t know that as it made me want to regurgitate *every* meal mom brought home where she said someone brought it to work when I didn’t know what she did for work. If I could regurgitate *every* meal for the last half decade I would.

I also saw metal racks of equipment and rolling clothing hangers and cases.

Also with the pseudo room where she performs for her audience.

And let’s not forget the makeup mirror.

Then she brought Jesse over so I could explain to Jesse about the possible venture I had brought to my folks as I still was waiting on dad’s answer. But with mom bringing me to her studio made me believe she was onboard.

Partly Begun Serial Story (Delivered as a Slideshow or PDF via Email) – Seller Seeking New Buyer for Adapted Version Because of Delinquent Original Buyer

I hope this belongs here. If it does not, I am happy to move it to the appropriate area or another subreddit.

Not too long ago, I started writing stories for dudes on 4chan. Some of them even paid me. I got in touch with one guy who seemed eager for a serial story. I made a detailed outline for it. It could go on for 7 or more installments of multiple pages/slides each (I delivered through Google Slides, as it did and will involve pictures and fake text messages). The fellow got me to start it but has yet to pay me for the next installment, so I figure I might as well recycle and adapt parts of it.

It is an erotic epistolary. It is told as though it is the digital diary of a once-blackmailed halfway innocent (or at least frustrated pervert of a) young woman with daddy issues. The protagonist’s father left her and the mother behind when she was young. Her friends joke with her that her dad left because he would have been tempted to fuck her once she came of age. She writes a blog to monetize her victimhood out of financial desperation and, in small part, to recontextualize it as her victory. At the start, she does not know who the blackmailer is. It is a side project of hers to find out. Maybe she finds out in later stories and blackmails them in turn.

The Tutor[cheating][blackmail][oral][bareback][creampie][FM]

Lorna knocks gently on the front door, her text books and notepads tucked under her left arm. Though she had been a teacher for many years, this is her first time going to a student’s home for private tutoring, and she wanted to look as professional as possible. She is wearing a white, button-up blouse and a black pencil skirt, her vibrant red hair is tied up in a neat bun, and though she is wearing very little make-up, her lips are glossy and full.

The door opens slowly, and a man peers around the edge of the door at the voluptuous tutor on the other side. The man appears to be middle aged, salt and pepper hair trimmed neatly as it grows into his greying beard. He looks handsome, sophisticated, and when he realises that she is in fact the tutor that he has been waiting for, he smiles and opens the door to let her inside.

“Oh, Lorna is it? Come in, come in, I’ve been expecting you. I’m Mr. McElroy, Jayden’s father.”

Fired one of my employees and then let him cum on my face right after! [FM]

I’ve always been turned on by the idea of fucking someone who works underneath me. Something about that power reversal. To go from being the lady who’s handing out assignments and evaluating everyone’s performance to being the office cum dump… it just gets me going.

I’ve never actually done it though. Slut life aside, my job is precious to me and it’s a common roleplay that I do with my husband and/or fuck buddies. Besides, in my fantasies, the men are much more attractive than the average guy in my office.

Well, except for this one guy that I hired a year or so ago. I’m not gonna pretend that his looks didn’t have at least a small part in him getting the job. It wasn’t like he was a terrible applicant, but he was handsome enough that I didn’t mind seeing him around the office compared to some other slightly better applicants who didn’t have his looks. And while I’ve definitely fantasized about letting him use me as his personal cum rag every lunch break, I’ve kept it mostly professional. Well, except maybe a bit of casual flirting here and there, but nothing overtly sexual.

Guilty Pleasure [m/m][femboy][blackmail][romance]

Sal had had a rough day at work. A heavy box had fallen and broken his wrist.
After a long wait in the emergency room, he was finally on his way home. The
only good thing to come out of all this was that he was still going to be home
about an hour early. An hour he figured he’d spend with his roommate and best
friend, Eli.

Sal and Eli met in middle school. Eli was being bullied and Sal stuck up for the
smaller boy. From there, their friendship was set in stone. Eli did get bigger,
but not by much. He was still quite petite for a man and, in the right light,
one could even say he looked feminine.

None of this would reduce Sal’s shock at finding a woman in lingerie in his
living room.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know Eli would have anyone over-” he said, but
stopped mid sentence. The woman looked familiar, too familiar. “Wait… Eli?”

“Y-yeah.”

“You’re a crossdresser?”

“I… uh… y-yeah, I crossdress sometimes.”

“Oh… Am I the only one that knows?”

Making an arrangement with the gym mom [part 3] [soft femdom] [FFM]

“I’m so horny right now”, Sophie mutters next to me, ripping me out of my daydream. I look up to the clock on the wall of our gyms entrance, realising that it’s already seven pm. In thirty minutes I’ll start my last class of today and after this, Claire will be coming around to satisfy her sexual appetite again.

I’m not as nervous as last week, but I’m still a bit irritated about Sophie wanting to join us, going as far as to blackmail us with pictures she took of our private sessions.

Unlike me Claire almost instantly got comfortable with the idea of letting her join and having a threesome, even exchanging numbers with my coworker, to chat about their fantasies or ideas for today I guess. But I can’t deny that I didn’t picture me plowing Sophies little pussy and ravaging her toned body in my head, whilst jerking off sometimes.

But having to deal with this horny bitch this past week at work was just a nightmare. She would constantly try to grab my dick or flash her small, firm titties, causing me to pitch an obvious tent in my gym shorts several times, so I had to worry people would notice. Like I said, she likes to tease me, I guess she is just incredibly depraved.

I hooked up with my ex GF after she basically broke up with my BF for me [FF]

I’ve been sitting on this story for a hot minute.

Someone asked me what the best sex was of my life the other day and I truly don’t know. I’ve had so many incredible experiences in so many different ways that it’s impossible for me to quantify.

However, the best buildup to sex? I think it’s this story…

I have written how much I hate my ex-boyfriend who started out as my boss. Really. I HATE him. I always give this disclaimer because it’s not just me being cute. He’s an ass.

This is the story of how he got fucking OWNED by my ex-girlfriend.

*She is my self-proclaimed “crazy ex.” I write about her in a way that you can sometimes see my frustration because she was a hard person to date, but I care deeply about her.*

So after EXBF and I broke up we regularly hooked up and I sometimes spent the night. One morning before work I was in the shower and I walk out to the sight of him holding my phone with a huge grin.