Erotic Blackmail Sex Brings Me to the Edge of Pleasure and Beyond

I was working the night shift cleaning up after a cocktail party.

I had taken a temporary job hostessing for high-end parties for the rich and spoiled.  Although humiliating, it was an easy way to make money.  Unfortunately, I needed to pay off some serious credit card debt.  I was just finishing cleaning the floor, and the unthinkable happened.  Of course, I had no idea that erotic blackmail sex was how my night would end.

As I watched the red wine spill all over the expensive carpet, I almost cried.  Consequently, I could see another debt being born as the stain spread like cancer across the rug.  “I hope you can afford to pay for that!” Turning slowly, I saw my client’s husband standing behind me, his now ruined carpet below us.  I stayed on my knees frantically scrubbing.   As he walked closer to me, I could feel my heart pounding like a drum.   He looked down at me as though I was a very annoying bug.  And, of course, he looked angry enough to make my entire body shake with fear.  Erotic blackmail sex has a way of doing that.

My Desperation Overcame Me

“What can I do?” I whispered.  “I’ll do whatever I can to pay you back.” Even as I said that I knew the idea that I could pay back the cost of this carpet was a slim one.

“If you’re really willing to give me anything, how about you stay right there.” As I sat back on my knees, staring back at him, he slowly unzipped his pants.  Then he came closer and slid the head of his big cock across my lips.  My throat was suddenly so dry.  I hated to admit it, but his cock felt so good against my lips.  Looking up at him, I unconsciously opened my lips in eager anticipation.

Holding his cock with one hand and the back of my head with the other, he pushed forward.  My eyes closed as his cock slid farther, and I gripped his thighs as my throat took his length.  As his cock slid deeper, I felt my cunt fill with erotic juice.  Similarly, my thighs began to shake with hungry arousal.  Even though I was shaking, the idea of erotic blackmail sex turned me on.

Erotic Blackmail Sex Can Be Your Gateway to Ecstasy

When I felt his hard cock hitting my gag reflex, I moaned as my throat muscled gripped his flesh.  Smiling down at me, he grabbed both sides of my head as he fucked my throat hard.

He whispered that this was clearly what I was made to do, and he grunted as hot and juicy cum filled my throat.  Admittedly, it tasted even better because it was erotic blackmail sex.  As his now softening flesh slid out of my mouth, I could feel my own wetness dripping down my thighs.  My cunt was soaked.  Leaning back, I spread my knees in a pose that could only be described as begging for more.

I looked up at him as I slid my hand under my skirt.  Now he watched as I began stroking my swollen pussy.  My moan of pleasure filled the room as my orgasm rippled through my body.   And I watched as he stroked his cock to hardness again.  When his cock was hard again, he pushed me back onto the ruined rug.  As his cock slid deep into my soaking cunt, I could feel my body betray me.   I screamed as a second climax started to build deep in my aching and wet cunt.   He began to slam into me so hard it hurt.  Of course, that kind of pain was combined with deep pleasure.  The pain only made me cum harder.  Erotic blackmail sex was my gateway to nirvana—it can be yours, too.

Afterward, when we were lying beside each other, I looked down at his cock as it began to grow again.  Then I gasped as he turned and pushed me over onto my stomach.  Here we go again…

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