Tag: Blackmail

He Mistook Her For a Shy Girl [MF][Oral][cheat]

Chris James sat hunched over the dining table his eyes not focused on anything in particular. His mind was wandering, as it often did when he was searching for inspiration; his fingers hovered above the laptop poised to type. The self-help book he was penning was probably a month away from completion, but he was finding it increasingly difficult to tie up all his ideas into a satisfying conclusion. He was a keen sportsman himself but also had a passion for the study of the human mind. He was sure he could combine these ideas to help people overcome anxiety and depression through a program of regular exercise. At that very moment it was he who needed helping.

The sound of a key turning in the front door snapped him out of his daydream. Instinctively he glanced at the clock on his desk to work out who it might be – 3:45 read the digital display. Most likely it was Jess, his daughter, returning home from college. The muffled sounds continued in the hallway – bags were being dumped, shoes being kicked off. Read more »

I [F] Watched my Best Friend [F] be Bent Over and Dominated. Part 2/2: REVENGE.

Once again, I LOVE this community. I apologize for how long it has taken me to bring you this Part 2, but long story short, I started seeing someone who wouldn’t have approved of all the naughty PM’s and chats I use to cream my panties at the most inappropriate times. Well he’s gone, I’ve been a very, very bad girl, and I’m excited to share it all with you!

In case you missed it, part 1 of the story can be found [HERE](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d0qrjd/i_f_watched_my_best_friend_f_be_bent_over_and/). If you need a tl;dr or a refresher from Part 1: Over the summer (where all my friends and I all work as servers at our Country Club’s pool), I went to a house party hosted by my rich ditzy friend Lizzie, along with my best friend Carmen and her boyfriend Robby. At the party, the biggest douchebag from our High School, Scott, started a drunk argument with Robby who ran upstairs with Carmen. Later, when I went upstairs to check on them, I found Scott hate-fucking Carmen doggystyle with Robby nowhere to be seen. In shock and in guilt from how Scott was treating me and how I’d recently treated a boy at school, I stood there and just watched them fuck. Carmen swore to me this was a one-time mistake and begged me to keep her secret, which I agreed. But Scott had other plans… Read more »

[MF] [more cute than kinky] The day she left me (and the night we got back together)

We had arrived. It was an old building with a set of stairs leading to a small entrance door on the side of what looked like some kind of chinese chop.

“Thanks for walking me home Pete” Anna said to me. Her dark hair was dancing in the air to the sound of the cold nocturnal wind.

“You are welcome” this was the place she was living in since she had left our shared flat. It was a modest one room apartment, a temporary solution until she finishes her degree by the end of the semester, she had told me earlier during dinner. She seemed to like living there though.

“It was really nice to be with you again and catch up on everything” she said with a smile. Yeah, that was true, we hadn’t really talked in months. Since the day she left me to be more precise. Read more »

[MF] [Mdom] The day I totally owned her

I won’t lie. When I found my flatmate’s secret timebomb drive, I thought things would go differently. I imagined that I would be using Anna anytime I wanted to make my fantasies come true. She would be my toy, my plaything, my slut to abuse whenever I pleased. Like if everyday was a real life porn movie. But in reality, everything was just… much more mundane. Our lifes progressed normally, we both were busy not spending that much time at home, and even when we were together things often were somewhat awkward. Or she was too tired and totally didn’t look in the mood to be used. Or I didn’t want to look desperate and admit how much I wanted her.

And even in the days I decided to play with her, she would always start by saying ‘no’ and we had to do our little blackmail game to get her to behave like a good girl. If that was just the game she liked to play, or if I was just being an asshole to her and she hated me, I had no idea. Sure, I wanted to bring her to her limits, but I didn’t want to go past them. The idea was to bring to life the fantasies of *both* of us. The problem with this blackmail thing is that we couldn’t really talk about it, or the fantasy was gone. Things had to happen spontaneously, but life was a bitch and was always in the way. Read more »

Huntress [MF]

She had known she wanted him from the very moment she had laid eyes on him, of that she was absolutely certain. Jessica eyed him up in much the same way a lioness might regard a lone wildebeest, and licked her lips. He wasn’t overly attractive at all, he was remarkably average in virtually every respect. He was in his early 40s with a gradual (albeit still noticeable) receding hair line. His slightly too tight jumper and shirt combo betrayed the dad bod that hid underneath that was just shy of a full blown beer gut. His seemingly permanent 5 O’clock shadow on his jaw was peppered with grey, and his face was lacerated with wrinkles and laugh lines. Vague curly plumes of hair poked out from under his sleeves and occasionally through his shirt when he accidentally missed a button in the morning. He was almost old enough to be her father, and was hardly a silver fox in that regard. The mug he kept at the office was a Star Wars one, he laughed too loud at his own bad jokes and at every office party he would sing Don’t Stop Believin’ at the top of his lungs and off key. Dave Ward was hardly an Adonis, and Jessica had claimed much more sought after prizes. Read more »

I [F] squirted into my panties at the office

I wanted to dress sexy today. I wanted to feel as though I had a big date to look forward to, even if it was only with myself. After so many rough weeks, I woke up feeling amazing. It might have to do with the fact I crawled under my blankets last night after trembling and gushing and melting on my bedroom floor.

It might also be that I’m ovulating, and my thoughts were dripping with lust and want and need. I wanted to be noticed. My outfit consisted of a soft white button-down that’s thick enough to disguise my lack of a bra, my tightest pair of black pants to keep my butt-plug snug, and knee-high burgundy boots that always made me feel exceptionally naughty. And the peachy fragrance I only kept for special occasions.

You might have caught me on the train today. Sitting quietly and pretending to read a book, pretending I didn’t have a plug up my ass and wasn’t mentally undressing every other passenger. Undoing their buttons and yanking down their underwear until I found what I wanted. Salivating at the thought of big hard cocks throbbing in some tall guy’s slacks. Heart aching as I imagined burying my face in another girl’s needs. Read more »

Dirty Wife Dancing (Part 3) [cuck] [wife] [cheating]

[Read Part One Here](https://www.reddit.com/user/ukdc2lc/comments/e96eqa/dirty_wife_dancing_part_1/)

[Part Two](https://www.reddit.com/user/ukdc2lc/comments/e9uv1r/dirty_wife_dancing_part_2/)

Without thinking I dropped my trousers and whilst watching started to stroke my cock, the sight of my precious wife acting like this was something that messed with my head but my dick had other thoughts. I was too engrossed in this and hadn’t noticed the third missing Arab guy was standing metres from me, his phone in hand recording it.

“Tut tut tut, what have we here?”

• • • • •

Shit, I tried saying it’s not what it looks like. I’m not sure who I was trying to kid, heck I didn’t even believe the words coming out of my mouth.

Without allowing me to pull up my trousers the guy dragged me into the room, all eyes focused on me.

“Was you getting off on seeing your wife get fucked? You dirty pervert!” the guy still with his dick in my wife barked, “Look at your husband, watching you act like a slut”. Kyana looked directly at me with a smile on her face, “What’s up darling? Don’t you like this?” Read more »

Cougar Bang [lengthy; old/young; college; twisted]

By JK Jones

My first year at State College I lived in the study dorm, where I became best friends with Frank, a freshman who actually grew up here in Riverville. That was convenient because rather than use the small and almost useless vendor washer and driers in the dorm basement, we both packed our dirty laundry into duffle bags, and every two weeks I was able to hang out at his house while I washed and dried.

I tried to keep my eyes off of Jocelyn, Frank’s mother, during my stay there, because to otherwise caused me to develop an instant hard on. She was a tall, curvy, brown-haired woman with lovely tan legs, a firm-looking ass that jiggled in the shorts she usually wore, and really large, pendulous breasts with nipples that destroyed any bra that tried to hold them down. She was pretty in an older woman kind of way, with a wide brow, big blue eyes, always made up with eye shadow and mascara, a pert little nose, and a wide smile, which, along with her knowing wink, was about all I ever saw coming from her, emotion-wise. Read more »

Married professor blackmailed by janitor [FM] [Blackmail]

My red stilettos spread to opposite ends of a polished oak desk, feeling a layer of goosebumps shudder across my body as I look across the lecture hall that reverberates every gasp and sigh from my parted glossy lips. Although we’re alone I feel a rush for each moan that could ring across the corridors, for each slip of my leggings down the polished oak desk and every gentle breeze from the open windows. I pace my dark red nails across his bobbing curly hair, tracing my way down from my cut down bumps to the jet black stripe that grows into a brown shade as it leads to my pussy. The longer his tongue swirls my clit into an itching pleasure spiral the more I loose control, I’m pretty sure that I lost my knickers and lanyard in the mess but I couldn’t care less. He ceases and looks up at me, “Am I doing good Mrs MacKie”, I only respond by pushing the back of his head into me. Read more »

Hacked and Used [non consent] (Part 1)

This is a possible new series that I am looking to do, each episode will have the same antagonist but other characters in the story will change

Dan was bored on one Friday night, he decided that he wanted to satisfy himself but wanted to make a little game out of it, his plan was to plant a virus on a popular website and gain access to someone’s computer, from there he could find out almost anything about them and blackmail them into submission

Dan got to work on creating his virus, 2 hours later he was done, he just needed to type a line of code and now anytime someone posted on ‘moms.net’ he would have full control of their machine

Not 5 minutes later he got a hit, the session initialised and he could control their computer

He got to creating his portfolio, finding credit card details, private messages to her boss, family photos and then the holy grail, a folder that was hidden, inside it where a few sexy photos of the woman and a video that she had recorded Read more »