Blackmailed Into Submission Ch. 02
Blackmailed Into Submission Ch. 02
Sex Story Author: | vic6 |
Sex Story Excerpt: | I look at the list he has given me. I realize that I will have to discuss party planning basics |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Blackmail, Exhibitionism, Fiction, Incest, Male / Older Female |
Your life can change almost in the blink of an eye. Sometimes the change is good, sometimes bad. A sudden change can change your happy life into a totally depressive situation. On the other hand, change can make you realize how unsatisfying your life was. This was my case. I had been living a life where I convinced myself that I was happy and content. I had married the man of my planning which provided the things I thought I wanted. Money and security were on the top of the list of things I wanted. At least so I thought.
To get what I wanted, I had completely changed my life. I gave up some very serious wild ways and learned to be the woman that Jack, my soon to be husband, wanted. And I did succeed in getting what I wanted. Jack is a very successful business man, owning a chain of restaurants along the Gulf Coast. What I didn’t consider was Jack getting more of an orgasmic rush from making money than from fucking me. But, over time I even learned to accept that. I also learned to use Jack’s money to entertain me in other ways. I had a Jaguar convertible, expense jewelry, the finest clothes, a custom built house out in the country and more precious metal credit cards than my purse could hold.
As far as my sex life went, I got used to turning the lights off and spreading my legs so Jack could climb on and get off in five minutes. Getting used to it would be a wrong choice of words. I put up with it. So as it was, I also used Jack’s money to buy various dildos and vibrators that I stored in a compartment I had hidden in my closet that Jack knows nothing about. His money also bought cable and satellite TV, both optioned out for the most graphic porn I could find to be piped into our house. And a high speed internet connection brought sites like stories.xnxx.com to my 22” monitor for me to use as masturbation fodder. In my mind, my sex life was just fine. I did my duty as Jack’s wife when he wanted, and the rest of the time I would just take care of myself. I still had fantasies of my younger wild days and with the help of the toys, videos and stories, I stayed satisfied. Or so I thought.
My change happened almost over night. It started when my son, Steven, blackmailed me. He never forced me, and I could have said no, but I didn’t. It started with me sucking his cock until he came in my mouth. He then made me finger myself off while I swallowed his thick, creamy load of cum he had me hold in my mouth. We ended up in a guest bedroom for the night with Steven fucking his Mother any way he could think of. The next morning I awoke feeling better than I had in years. I knew what I wanted. I wanted to be a wild child again. I wanted to be my son’s slut slave. I could have Jack’s money and still get abused and used like I wanted all along. I slipped under the covers and put my son’s hard cock in my mouth and sucked him until he blasted his cum down my throat. This was a start, and I hoped it never ended.
That was all about a month ago. I am totally submissive to my son now. I am no longer really being blackmailed, as I want to be my son’s slut slave. However, I do know that the taped conversation still exists if Steven ever needed to use it as leverage. For appearances, when his Father is around, he never pushes our relationship. That’s not usually a problem since as I told you earlier, Jack would rather make money that get a blow job, so he isn’t around the house much at all, except to maybe eat a quick meal or pack for one of his frequent business trips. At all other times, when it is just me and Steven, I am totally submissive to him. My normal attire is a tight tank top (no bra) and silk gym shorts (no panties) except when we know that Jack won’t be around. On those occasions, Steven will sometimes make me perform my household duties and slave duties totally nude.
For his part, Steven has become quite good at dominating me. His style and technique will vary from simple requests to make him a certain dinner, to weekend play times where he will be very demanding of me, both sexually and domestically. I talked with Jack, at the demand of Steven, and convinced him that our son should have his own place. We had a guest area built above the garage and Jack consented to let Jack move in for as long as he wanted to. Jack then went to work making the place his own. For the most part, I didn’t know much about what Steven had done to the place. I would go up to get his laundry and it looked like a typical single guy place. At times, Steven would come to me and tell me to write a check to pay bills for work he had done to the place, and of course I never questioned him about any of it. Steven also had me pay off his credit cards which he used to make both local and online purchases.
It was a Friday morning and Jack had already went into town to his office. Steven and I both knew that Jack was leaving that afternoon for one of his weekend trips. I was hoping to have some play time with Steven over the weekend as well.
Steven and I were on the back porch. He had one last final for the end of the semester today and then would be off for awhile. Steve was sitting in a lounge chair casually smoking a cigarette while his jeans and underwear rested around his ankles. I was on my knees between Steven’s legs, sucking on his cock and fondling his balls. That’s when I found out there wouldn’t be much play time this weekend.
“I’ve invited a few guys over for a end of semester pool party tonight. We should be here about six. I left a list of what you need to do or have done on the kitchen counter. We’re just going to hang out for awhile and then maybe go bar hopping a little later. And I have a date tomorrow night with Stacie,” Steven informed me. I also noted that Steven’s cock swelled a little bit at the mention of Stacie, and I felt a sudden pang of jealousy.
Steven quickly brought me out of my thought pattern with, “Hurry up now bitch. I don’t want to be late for school and I always do better after I have unloaded in your slut mouth.”
What he said and the way he said it sent me into high gear. I had gotten good at sucking my son’s cock and was to the point that even on my knees I was almost able to get all 8” of his cock through my mouth and down my throat. I worked him hard and fast, using my mouth to fuck his cock. Since I was still in my tank top and shorts, and not having been given any special instructions, I assumed I would be expected to just swallow Steven’s hot load of cum. I felt his cock swell in my mouth and pushed it deep into my throat. His first shot went right down and then I pulled up and sucked on the head as he continued to flood my mouth. At one point I had to swallow to keep from having my son’s cum spill out of my mouth.
When he finally stopped cumming, Steven pulled his cock from my mouth. I instinctively bent forward and began to lick it to make sure it was clean before he pulled his pants up. “You know, I have gotten blown by a few girls in my short lifetime, but none compare to what you can do with your cum hungry mouth,” Steven tells me as he stands to pull his pants up. I stand next to him waiting for any orders. Once his pants are in place he bends over to whisper in my ear as he feels up my tits, “In fact, I don’t think I have ever had anyone be such a hot little slut as you.” I beam with pride as Steven picks up his keys and heads out the door.
I walk into the kitchen and decide against a cup of coffee right away. I want to savor the flavor of my son’s cum for a little while longer. Especially since it looks like I will have to revert back to my self pleasuring days while he parties with his friends.
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