I Blackmailed My Neighbor Into a Threesome

It’s been two years since I talked Jessica’s friend Megan into meeting me for coffee. That meeting ended with me fucking her in a cheap motel while Jessica came to get her. I tried texting and emailing Jessica, but every message bounced back. She had changed both her email and her cell number. I laughed when I figured that out and let it go. Until tonight.

I sit at the bar in a newer restaurant and spot Megan with a man I assume is her husband. I keep my face turned away and watch them in the mirror behind the bar. The urge to fuck Megan again hits me hard. They leave a minute later. I drop cash on the bar and follow them out.

Neighborhood Stakeout

I get in my car and tail them to a nice neighborhood. From down the street I see their garage door open, their car pull inside, and the door close. I wonder if her husband drives to work. I head home, grab a Go-Pro, and drive back. The magnetic mount sticks it to a utility box across the street. Before bed I pack a small duffle and edit a video of Jessica and Megan on that hotel bed. I blur and pixelate their faces until the nine-minute clip is ready, then upload it to a popular porn site. I also cut together three other clips of Megan, five to ten minutes each, showing her blowing and fucking me with no blurring. Sweat still clung to my skin from the memory as I watched the raw footage loop.

In the morning I check the Go-Pro alerts. The one just after seven is the keeper. Her husband pulls out of the garage in a suit and the door closes behind him. Perfect. I shower, take a Viagra, and head over just before nine. When Megan opens the door in her bathrobe she freezes. “No,” she whispers.

“Yes.” I push past her and back her against the wall with my hand on her collarbone. “You told Jessica to change her number and email, didn’t you?”

She stares at me.

“You can lie and get punished, or tell the truth and we can have some fun.”

She takes a breath. “Yes. I told her to change them. She was beating herself up because she liked what you did to her. She thought that made her a bad person, like she was cheating on her husband.”

I smile and tug the belt on her robe. “So it’s her husband now?” My hand slides over her stomach, then up to squeeze one breast. She grabs my wrist.

“Please. I can’t.”

I nod at her hard nipples showing through the nightgown. “Your body says otherwise.” I turn on her TV and cast the blurred video I posted. Her 75-inch screen fills with the hotel footage. The tattoo on her arm is clear. She gasps.

“You posted it.”

“I warned you both. This one goes up tonight.” I send the unedited clip of me tossing her on the bed. “Please don’t,” she begs.

“What will it take?” she asks.

“First, Jessica’s new number and email.”

“Done.”

“I want you. No refusals. You’re mine to use however I want.”

“Today only.”

“I have three other videos. One session each, and I mean hours, not quickies. After each one you watch me delete a video from everywhere. Starting with the one online now.”

“No saying no. Anything I say goes.”

Private Bedroom Deal

She stares for a long moment. “Fine.”

I rip the nightgown off her. She stands still. I pull the egg vibrator from my bag, rub it over her pussy, and push it inside. She grunts. I strip, click the remote to high, and tell her to get on her knees. She drops and takes me in her mouth. I hold her head and fuck her throat while the egg buzzes. After a minute I haul her up, bend her over the couch, and shove my cock into her ass. She screams into a pillow. I pound her hard until I come. Her slick heat gripped every inch, the slap of skin echoing as sweat dripped down my back.

I drag her to the bathroom. Her legs give out and she comes on the floor. I make her clean my cock in the shower, then tell her to wash me. She moans from the egg until she drops again. I pull it out with my toes and leave her to finish. The taste of her skin lingered on my tongue, salt and musk mixing with the steam.

In the bedroom I open drawers and the closet. I lay out a sheer pink babydoll and panties, set her vibrator and lube on the nightstand, then tell her to lie on the bed with her knees up. She works the toy into herself while I watch. When she comes I roll on top of her and fuck her. We move through positions until I finish deep inside her. Her cunt clenched tight around my dick, juices dripping down her thighs with every thrust.

She licks me clean afterward. I tell her to put on the lingerie and go to the living room. While she empties the dishwasher I text Jessica from her phone, pretending to need to talk. Kelly says she’ll be over in fifteen minutes. Megan’s hands shook as she folded towels, the vibrator’s hum still fresh in her memory.

I tell Megan to seduce her. She kisses Jessica at the door, leads her to the bedroom, and starts undressing her. I watch from the hallway through the dresser mirror. Megan sucks on Jessica’s nipple and Jessica sighs. Jessica’s body arched into the touch, nipples hardening under Megan’s tongue while soft moans escaped her lips. I stepped in and stripped Jessica the rest of the way, guiding both women onto the bed. Megan’s fingers found Jessica’s wet pussy first, sliding deep as Jessica gasped and spread wider. I fed my cock to Jessica’s mouth while Megan licked her clit, the room filling with the wet sounds of sucking and fingering. Jessica came hard, thighs shaking, then begged for my dick inside her. I thrust into her soaked cunt, pounding deep while Megan sat on her face. The three of us moved together until I pulled out and painted both their tits with thick ropes of cum. Jessica licked Megan clean, then I took Megan again from behind as Jessica watched and fingered herself to another orgasm. By the time we finished the videos were deleted one by one, and the three of us lay tangled in sweat-soaked sheets, breathing heavy and satisfied. Jessica admitted she had missed this raw heat, and Megan agreed no more hiding. We cleaned up together, sharing slow kisses before they both promised to keep in touch on their new numbers.