Blackmailed ((Closed))

She gave no sign to stop. For that matter, her moan only encouraged me further.

I eased my hand a bit further, until my hand touched her bra, and the full breast it held. I hesitated only an instant before I took the leap and grabbed her full breast.

It felt glorious in my hand. And as her top snuggly pressed my hand down into her, I took a picture.

"You know," i said huskily. "You'll feel a lot cooler if you remove your top." I looked into her eyes, confident in a way that I had never been before.

I traced a finger just under the top of her bra. "Of course, if you want me to stop..." I flicked at her nipple, just to make my point.
 
I breathed heavily, just as the kiss began to cool down a bit. Though, any passion lost from the kiss was quickly replaced by Nathan's roaming hands. His hand was hesitant, at first, but then went ahead and grasped an entire large breast. I was lost in the moment, so much so that I neglected to take notice of the camera flash.

"You know, you'll feel a lot cooler if you remove your top."

I didn't say anything immediately, and Nathan must have took notice, as his finger began to trace the soft skin...before flicking at my nipple.

"O-Okay..." I said submissively, my hands slowly going to the bottom of my top as I slowly peeled it off. Though, I had to admit, I did feel a bit better with less clothing on.
 
The least I'd ever seen Elizabeth wear was a sports bra. Now, my eyes feasted on a sexy little number that barely seemed to contain her full breasts.

Conscious that, yes, this was happening, I took a moment to change the setting of my camera. From photo to video. I set it aside on a night stand, and hit record.

"You are so..beautiful," I whispered, to mask my motions. "Beautiful...and sexy...and so...desirable."

Each word was accompanied by a kiss. One at her cheek. One at the hollow of her throat, and one at the swell of her breast. Then, I pulled her bra down and revealed a hard nipple for both the camera and my own feasting eyes.

I latched onto it with my lips, tasting, teasing, torturing. I wanted this girl who'd been the subject of my every day dream to know what it felt like to be teased so expertly.
 
"You are so..beautiful,"
"Nathan..." I moaned
"Beautiful...and sexy...and so...desirable."

And then, I gasped - feeling and seeing Nathan so boldly pulled my bra down as my breasts came to his view. In an instant, his lips claimed it, his tongue teasing the sensitive region as I arched my back and gripped on the covers of the bed. Oh, what was he doing to me?
 
A small, insignificant part of my mind said this was wrong.

But a larger, harder part of my mind had taken over.

I began to ravish her, as a girl like her deserved. My hands roamed her body, touching it, claiming it, possessing it.

My lips claimed her nipple while my hand reached around to unclasp her bra, free these monstrous orbs of pleasure from their confinement.

I pushed her gently to the bed, and hovered over her, keeping her in full view of the camera. I kissed and sucked on her hard nipples, enjoying how her moans would make my cock twitch.

I wanted to see how far I could make this go. I didn't want it to stop.

"Do you think," I began, sexily. "You should take these...warm, uncomfortable jeans off?" I kissed just below her belly button to prove just how warm she was.
 
With my bra gone, my breasts were entirely free and as a result, weighed me down a bit. That wasn't a problem for long, as I was gently pushed on the bed, with Nathan climbing on top of me.

"Oh Nathan..." I moaned and groaned as he kissed and sucked on my nipples. My hands released the bed sheets and began to move against his back, as he carried out his passionate kisses and suckles.

"Do you think, you should take these...warm, uncomfortable jeans off?"


As he began to kiss my skin, I caved in and agreed. "Yes...could you help me take them off?"
 
I smiled what felt like a rogueish grin. This daring new side of me was so...enjoyable.

I unbuttoned her jeans, and slowly pulled them off of her, following the retreating hem with kisses from hip to ankle, until they were off. Then, I returned my kisses up her inner leg, teasing and caressing.

When I reached her inner leg, and was only the slightest distance from where I could tell she wanted me to go, I stopped.

"Tell me what you want," I said.
 
"Tell me what you want,"

With those words said, I panted as I layed there on the bed, with his lips eager to continue. I braced myself and cursed by own lack of willpower, as I melted into his touch and responded with:

"I want...you to continue...please."
 
"Mmm," Nathan hummed, right at her belly button.

"Then..." he said, languorously. "Maybe you should...get what you want yourself?"

The camera was rolling. He had to put on a show. The way the light hit them, his face was covered, but the street lamp by the window lit her face fully. You could see every detail, the need, the want, the desire.

But it wasn't enough. He wanted anyone who saw this video to see just how much of a slut Elizabeth Milroy was.

He pulled himself up, placing himself right over her, eclipsing the harsh light of the street lamp from her face. He ground his groin into her, hinting at where her hands belonged.

C'mon, slut, he thought. Show the world how much you want it.
 
Maybe it was due to the alcohol, finally destroying whatever little control that I had left. Maybe it was because of the moment... But I wanted to do anything for more of his touch. So much so, that I nearly crawled to him and my hands reached for his cock, which he pointed so triumphantly towards me.

Slowly, my hands got to it, with my fingers wrapping around the circumference before moving my hands in union, up and down the large shaft. As if I was starving for it, slowly I brought my mouth to the tip, where my tongue joined my hands...

"I'm such a slut..." I thought to myself.
 
My mind has been officially blown.

When Elizabeth's lips--No, Liz's lips--touched the crown of my cock, I was in heaven. And to think, I had to go to hell to get there.

"Oooh, yeah," I groaned, as she bobbed up and down my pulsing shaft. "Yes, Liz, suck that cock."

It felt wonderful, as her lips engulfed my shaft, her tongue slurped pleasantly along the crown, her hands touched me. It was electric.

I debated whether to cum in her mouth now, or save it.

No, I decided. Time to make her beg some more.

I grabbed her head and held her on my cock, forcing her to deepthroat me. Her eyes sprung wide, but her moan nearly sent me over the edge. I pulled her head off me.

I leaned down, holding her hair in my hand, my lips reaching her ear. "Are you ready for it? Slut!"

I shoved a finger into her pussy. "Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want me to do to you, little slut."
 
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