I Blackmail His Ex-wife
Introduction:
He couldn’t get even with his ex-wife so he wanted me to do it for him.
I Blackmail His Ex-wife
A guy that I work with asked me, “How would you like to fuck my ex-wife?”
Now I had seen her picture on his desk for the past two years. I knew that she had taken him to the cleaners in the divorce. I also knew that she was a first grade school teacher in the local Catholic Elementary School.
I replied, “She is very pretty…but didn’t she fuck you over pretty good.”
He laughed and said, “Yes she did, that’s why I want you to fuck her over for me. You are single now too so it can’t hurt your marriage any.”
I asked, “What do I have to do?”
Bill said, “Give me ten dollars and I’ll sell you thousands of pictures of Kim. You tell her that you bought them from me. Print out a few to prove it and then make her your sex slave forever. There is no way that she can say no. It would cost her, her job, her reputation, and her family would disown her too.”
I asked, “What is so bad about these pictures?”
He replied, “Look I’ve know Kim since college, she was a wild girl back then, and after we got married she got even worse. The pictures show her naked outside everywhere. They show her fucking all sorts of men and not just one at a time either. She entered wet T-shirt contests, pole dancing contests, and even Mrs. Nude Pageants. She fucked men, women, dogs, and even a pony or two. She let me and other guys put all sorts of things up her pussy. Pay me ten dollars, take the discs home, and enjoy several thousand pictures of one sexy lady.”
I took out a twenty and he handed me several DVD discs and ten dollars change.
That night I couldn’t stop looking at his pictures of Kim.
Kim was gorgeous. She was a tall blue eyes blonde with a fantastic figure. The first few pictures were scans of her driver’s license, birth certificate, and marriage license. There were pictures of her dressed with her parents, graduating from high school, and graduating from college. There were nude pictures of her in front of her Catholic Elementary School and in her classroom.
The pictures showed Kim getting older, going out of town about once a month, and doing things that she would never do in town. It seems that she enjoyed flashing the camera when there were children behind her. Of course they could not see what she was doing but it was sexy as hell seeing her blouse open or her skirt pulled up in the front with children in the background at a park or some other activity.
Something else that was in the very beginning were a number of model releases dated on the first of January each year giving the photographer complete rights to all pictures of her throughout the year to do with as he sees fit. It said that he could sell them, give them away, or post them on the Internet if he wanted too. Verbally he had told her that he would never do anything to cause her embarrassment or to loose her job. That was where I came in.
The next day at work I could not thank Bill enough.
He gave me Kim’s cell phone number and listened as I called her. Her voice mail picked it up because she was teaching a class. I said, “Hello, I’m Fred a friend of your husband…your ex-husband. He sold me your very sexy pictures. I need to talk to you tonight. Meet me at the Percy Restaurant on Third Street at six o’clock and don’t be late. Wear that red leather skirt with that red wrap around blouse…no bra.”
I turned my cell phone off so that she could not contact me.
I had a great day knowing that it was Friday and that I might have her all to myself for the entire weekend. Bill had to tell me that it was time to go home. I had engrossed myself in my work all day long. I checked my phone and there were seven messages…all from Kim. She was very frustrated, she was scared, and she was going to meet me as I had requested.
I only had time to shower, shave, and change my clothes before going to the restaurant. I handed the guy a twenty and said that a pretty woman dressed in red would be asking for Fred. I told him to bring her right over.
I saw Kim enter the restaurant. She seemed nervous as she looked around, then she asked for me. The guy brought her right over and I gave him another twenty.
She asked, “Are you Fred?”
I replied, “No Kim, my name is not Fred. You may call me Master.”
Kim looked at me and said, “I’ll do nothing of the sort.”
I pulled out a small stack of four by six pictures of her that I had printed out. I tossed one on the table. It was a full frontal nude of her. In the next one she was on her back with three men fucking her three holes. There were six guys standing in the background waiting their turns with her.
Kim turned the pictures over and said, “That bastard really did sell you my pictures.”
I said, “No, he sold me his pictures of you. You signed a model release every single year, giving him the right to do whatever he wanted to do with them. They never belonged to you, he sold them to me.”
I smiled and said, “So now your ass is mine, and a mighty fine ass it is.”
Kim turned white as a ghost and asked, “So you are blackmailing me into being your…what…your sex slave?”
I smiled and said, “Yes! Otherwise I will show these and other pictures to your employer, your fellow teachers, and maybe even to your students, your family, and your friends.”
I then handed her the stack. She rummaged through the twenty-three additional pictures, stacked them neatly, and then she handed them back to me.
She asked, “Master, what would you like me to do for you?”
I smiled and slipped my hand up under her red leather skirt. I felt a pair of panties and they were wet. She was excited. I said, “While the waiter is taking our order, I want you to remove your panties and put them on the table in front of me.”
Kim looked at me. I could see her starting to shake. Her nerves where crushed. She had always been the one in charge during her marriage. This was new to her. She wasn’t used to be submissive.
The waiter asked us if we were ready to order. I let Kim go first and then I ordered. Like a good little sex slave, Kim removed her panties and placed them right on top of the table in front of me like I had asked. The waiter looked at her and smiled but she did not look at him. She didn’t look at me either. I picked them up and held them to my nose as he winked at me and walked away.
I had won! She had surrendered herself to me. I knew that she was mine from then on.
Dinner was great for me but Kim hardly touched a thing. I order her a bottle of wine and I told her to drink the whole thing. When she asked to go to the bathroom I told her to hold it. I waited until I thought that she was ready to piss herself right there. I stood up and I took her into the men’s room with me. I told her to lift her skirt and back into a urinal. She did not hesitate. That woman really had to go. Just as she finished peeing, an older gentleman came in. I told Kim to dry her pussy with the hot air dryer on the wall. I even told her to put one foot up on the sink. That really spread her legs wide. That old guy got a story to tell his wife and friends.
I paid our bill, tipped the waiter very well, and then I walked Kim out of the restaurant. As we passed the older gentleman and his wife I had Kim wish him a good night. That made his evening.
I told her to follow me in her car to my house. I told her that she was spending the weekend with me. She did as I requested.
That first night I had her get naked, I had her give me a blowjob, I fucked her pussy from the front, and then I fucked her pussy from behind. She slept on the floor next to my bed like a good little slave.
I woke her up at five in the morning, she wore the same clothes from the night before, and then she got in my car. I drove Kim to her hometown. I met her parents, I met her older brother and his wife, and I met her younger sister and her husband. I had her introduce me as her boyfriend. I took pictures of her with everyone and I had others take pictures of us together with her relatives.
When her mother asked us to spend the night with them I said yes on one condition, that we be allowed to sleep in the same bed. Her mother laughed and told me that they were not prudes and that she understood that young lovers needed to be together.
Just as soon as we all had turned in for the night, I savagely fucked Kim. I told her to moan and grown out loud, to breathe heavily, and to cry out to Jesus as if it were the best sex that she had ever had.
She did a wonderful job. It was just loud enough and she even convinced me that she had enjoyed it and that she had an orgasm too. Maybe she really did enjoy it. Why not! She seemed to get off on exhibitionism.
Sunday morning we went to mass with her parents. I fucked her just before we left so that my cum was oozing from her pussy during church services.
I had to smile when her mother handed Kim a dainty little hankie and pointed to her thighs. Kim wiped the cum up with it and then handed it back to her mother. I smiled again when her mother got some of my cum on her finger and then sucked it clean. She looked over at me and smiled as she got some more on her finger to taste.
We walked out slowly, saying goodbye to the Priest, and waking to the car. On the way down Kim had sat in the backseat with me but on the way home her mother told her to ride up front with her father. That old lady had something on her mind. She pulled out her hankie and started to suck on it, tasting my cum some more. She lifted her dress up above her knees, she spread her legs wide, and then she placed my hand right against her pussy. She did not have any panties on either. I took the hint and I finger fucked her, I tickled her clit, and I gave her an orgasm. That old lady never once made a sound or a movement to let anyone else know what we were up too.
At their house she put Kim and her husband to work fixing lunch before we had to leave. Kim was peeling potatoes and cooking a vegetable while her father was getting the grill out to barbecue some steaks.
Meanwhile she took me up stairs. She begged me to fuck her. She told me that she had heard Kim and I going at it last night, that she knew we did it again that morning, and that it was my cum on her hankie. She wanted to feel me inside her. Her husband had not fucked her in the past seven years and she was desperate. I pulled out my camera and told her to get naked. The next fifteen minutes was full of excitement, of possibly getting caught. I got many pictures of her nude including close up pictures and her holding her pussy open for me. I got pictures of my cock inside her pussy and the cum pictures afterwards. I got pictures of us naked standing together, her on her knees sucking my cock, and of her fucking herself with a big pink dildo.
We finally got dressed. When we got downstairs no one noticed that we had been gone. We had a great lunch and then I took Kim home with me.
Kim knew that her mother and I had gone off together but she could not believe the pictures that I shower her on my camera.
The next day at work Bill could not wait for me to tell him what had happened over the weekend.
He loved the pictures that I showed him and thanked me for what I was doing.
Each day after work Kim was ready to do whatever I asked of her. She loved wearing a skirt so short that the bottom of her ass was hanging out as I walked her down the street. I had her get on escalators in front of young boys to give them a thrill. I sent her into men’s bathroom knowing that there were men in there. I would follow her in just to see the reaction. She sucked a few cocks clean after they had finished peeing too.
That Friday I invited Bill to come home with me. Then I sent Kim into my bedroom and told her not to come out until she had his cum in all three of her holes…and I wanted proof. I suggested that she take his last load in her mouth.
I relaxed and watched a little television while they got busy. An hour and a half later, Kim came out to me. She was naked and she opened her mouth to show me a puddle of cum on her curled tongue. I told her to swallow and then I fingered her asshole and pussy to confirm that my request had been fulfilled.
I had Kim invite her mother down for a visit. She jumped at the chance.
The End
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