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My flatmates hosted a party last Friday. We all work at the same huge company, and most the guests were also employees there, people I've seen a few times, maybe talked to, but not many I knew well.

On Saturday morning I had plans with my boyfriend for his 25th birthday, so I intended to shower and pass out early.

During the party one of my flatmates introduced me to his coworkers, Faisal and Jason. I talked with them for the better part of an hour before deciding to retire. They were both fun to talk to, interesting. Faisal was texting someone the entire time, so I mostly spoke with Jason, which was totally fine by me at the time because Jason is hot. We exchanged stories about our hometown, work, etc, and he seemed totally normal.

I excused myself to get ready for bed and went to my room, gathered my clothes, and headed to the bathroom. About ten feet of hallway separates my room from the bathroom, so suppose he saw me walking there with my clothes and towel. I took off my clothes and set them on the counter top next to my pajamas, and got in the shower like normal.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 4) [MF][blkmail]

Arun looked in the mirror at Narindra. She is looking down at the floor. Defeated? Disgusted? He didn't care. She is half-naked now and he turns her round to face him and proceeds to kiss and caress her breasts. He starts from the top of each one, kissing the soft tender bumps gently and then sucking and licking on each pink nipple until he felt it harden. Her areola are on the largish side and that turns him on even more. He lifts each breast careful and continues the licking and kissing underneath – it is a sensitive, possibly ticklish, spot for her and she gasps at each lick. Arun returns to those amazing pink "nips" and starts sucking them harder and more noisily – like a pig in a trough. "Narindra, is milk being served today? I love the organic brand." he remarks. He then sits on the bed so his face is about level with her tender breasts and while pushing them together, gently bites on both nipples. "Ufff… owww…" she says quietly and Arun releases the tasty treats in response. But he isn't done with this fine pair just yet though and buries his face between them kissing and licking and generally depositing lots of saliva in this sacred barren valley between two hills.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 3) [MF][blkmail]

Eventually the hours ticked by and Arun timed his arrival at Narindras home at exactly 3pm. His heart was beating and he tried to control his erection as he walked down the road to her door moments before the clock struck the hour. It would do no good to walk around with a huge boner! He saw through the frosted glass the silhouette of his lovely cousin, looks like she was wearing some smart clothes? "She had better be…" he thought darkly and then the door opened.

"Hello Arun-bhai" Narindra said demurely, again looking down. As promised she wore her office clothes which consisted of a white blouse/shirt, under a black blazer/jacket, tight fitting smart trousers which accentuated her juicy ass and high heels. She was wearing tasteful make-up: red lipstick, a touch of foundation and eye mascara which emphasized her sexy eyes. Her hair was thick and tied with pink band which fell back over her back in a pony-tail to about middle-back level. All the more to release, grab and pull when he took her roughly…

Arun drank in the view for a long moment then said "Hello Narindra. You look amazing, can I please come in?".

Ducal Privilege [Mf] [blkmail] [anal] [oral]

Edit: Apologies to /r/SexyStories, I missed the "significant portion" bit in the sidebar. This is 10% of the story. All that would fit in this box.

The tale of a young noblewoman who is desperate to avoid the fate of her older sister.

Written by the authors via email.

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Merith Lasker – Duke's youngest daughter http://i.imgur.com/G2RFbqB.jpg Jens Leiben – Captain of the Guard http://i.imgur.com/sSHcorz.jpg Michaud Lasker – Duke's eldest son http://i.imgur.com/XEZPu3W.jpg Shalla Lasker – Duke's wife http://i.imgur.com/kvBMRS2.jpg ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I frown and toss back my red hair.

"You have GOT to be kidding me, Delia," I pout at my maid, my eyes narrowing.

"Miss Merith, it's by order of your father. Apparently, Miss Lissette told him something before she left for her new home with her husband. As such, your father has declared that all male members of the staff as well as boys from the village are never to be left alone with you."

I clench my jaw. I had told that to Lissette in confidence. I suppose that the only good thing in the situation is that I didn't tell her which boy I'd kissed.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 2) [MF][blkmail]

In actual fact, Arun had got several text messages and together they painted the picture of what Narinda had done. All that Arun needed was a bank statement (no doubt somewhere in her private files in her house) to have the missing piece of evidence he would need for a "good and proper blackmailing".

He needed to get access to Narindra's home again and have a good rummage around. That was the next step…

Luckily he got his chance that weekend when Narindra's older sister was over from America. It was Narindras older sister with the big tits, who had the distracting penchant for not wearing a bra under her nightshirt, VERY distracting seeing those "pokies" over breakfast let me tell you…. Anyway, this meant that his uncles house was full so Narindra kindly offered to let Aruns' family stay at her house.

Voluptuous Indian Cousin Blackmail (Chapter 1) [MF]

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Arun had a cousin that he lusted after. She would be in his fantasies quite a bit. He would always imagine doing things in a rough way with her. Not quite raping her, but having her engage in unwilling sex with an element of blackmail in it. It really turned him on to think of grabbing a handful of her lovely thick hair with one hand and stuffing his think, throbbing shaft in her wet, unwilling mouth in the other.

"Uhhh, uh, ugrrghhh Narindra… fucking bitch… I'm gonna cum on your pretty face you dirty slut!" he would groan.

"Urhhhhghh you… fuckkkkkking… biiittttcccchhhhhh!!" he moaned as he unloaded fresh hot cum onto his hand while thinking about her.

Then one day – he got his chance and fantasy became reality!

Layers Ch 01a [TF/TG]

Chapter 1

It was a box. Or possibly a crate – wooden sides with a bit of plastic on the side containing what I'd think was a packing slip. No visible marks otherwise. No 'fragile' (which my mind nearly always reads mentally as fra-jill-ay) or other stamped text. Just a decent sized box (crate?) sitting on the second step of the little concrete steps leading to my front door. I stare for a bit and then push it slightly with my foot. Slightly heavy but not bad. I haven't ordered anything lately so what was the deal?

I shrug and open my door. The sun is starting to set behind me and it's been a long day at work so I decide to figure it out inside. With a drink. People at work aren't the easiest to deal with and drinks often help. Relaxing with a drink, closing my eyes and temporarily imagining a fantasy world where I tell my bitchy coworkers exactly what I think of them rather than smiling woodenly and nodding my head. Feeling my heart race and cursing myself for wanting to just run from the lady in purchasing or whoever is yelling at me at the moment.

Pwned (blackmail,nc) (X-post from /r/ LetsWriteADirtyStory)

Written collaboratively at /r/LetsWriteADirtyStory.

I had been redditing for a few months, mainly late at night.
I started off as usual /r/all slipping to /r/nsfw/ /r/erotica until I found /r/dirtypenpals. My first night I got into some amazing conversations. Most of them didn't continue much but I started talking to regulars and met some interesting people there. one of which i continued to talk to in the coming weeks. Everything went smoothly until the day I forgot my galaxy at home.
I had set up to have a chat session during lunch and did not want to miss it, so i made one little mistake. I logged on from work. I knew the usual legalese about no expectation of privacy. But really in such a big company who would have known.
The following week I got an orange envelope: "Hey Pat, I loved your post yesterday, msg me" signed i_am_it I broke out in a cold sweat, during all this time i made sure never to give out my real name or any other identifying details.
"Who is this?"
"Just a colleague. Happened to run across your account during last night maintenance, thank god for key loggers."
Shit, shit, shit they have full access to everything??

First attempt: Caught.

My heart skipped a beat as i heard the door to my bedroom being pushed open. I had been planning to keep it quick when i started, but i must have completely lost track of time. I wasn’t expecting Molly to come round for at least another half hour. We had been doing study sessions together for a few weeks now, ever since we realised that revision was a hell of a lot more bearable when you had someone to do it with. I froze in that instant as a million thoughts raced through my mind. ‘My life is over,’ ‘she’s going to tell everyone,’ “Hey Jules,” ‘wait, i’m still fully clothed, i could still get away with it!”