Forced, but Loving It

Jenn was my ex's roommate. Think a willful gamer, if a bit rude and obstinate on occasion. Bluntly, she could be a bitch, but should also be a blast on the right night. And, more to the interest of readers on this site in particular, she was sexy. Racially she was half white and half Latino, and this reflected well in her features. Her dark hair was long, reaching just shy of the small of her back and only barely hinting at red highlights. Her breasts were large, full D cups that dominated her otherwise lithe frame. And her nipples were dark, and pierced. Her ass was round and offered just the slightest of curves. She was, again, sexy.

But she was other things, as well. Married, for one. And a bit of a slut, for another. Now, her being a slut could be a great thing if she managed to remain faithful to her husband. Sadly, she did not. She seemed moved by a desire to seduce and attract nearly any male she could. She practically made a game of it, and thoroughly enjoyed playing it. How do I know? Well, on one certain night I caught her in the act. During the moment I kept my mouth shut, but I thought about what I had seen a great deal. In time, I formed a simple plan. I hid a small camera in her bedroom one night. From the positioning it was almost impossible to catch, but it had a good view of the entire room. On the next night both my ex and her husband were gone, I activated it. And, predictably enough, I had the results I expected. A video, low quality but still, of her with another man. So -- I loaded the video onto my phone, and waited once more. Waited for what? Well, maybe some would mock me for it, but at that point in time I was still with my ex. As much as blackmailing Jenn into sexual servitude tempted me, I wasn't quite willing to cheat to taste such pleasures. As it would happen, though, my ex cheated on me instead. With that relationship over there was nothing else in my way.

How did I first approach her? Well, as she had sided with my ex, I was fairly certain Jenn wouldn't have much interest in chatting with me. So -- I took a screen shot from the video, showing her riding her lover-of-the-moment, and sent it to her cell. A minute later my phone rang.

"Please don't tell my husband."

I was surprised, honestly. As difficult as Jenn could be, she seemed to understand her position immediately.

"A request like that would require some motivation, dear. Can you imagine what motivation I'd want?"

"I could come by later and persuade... I can be very persuasive."

"Can you, now? Fair enough... Come by my apartment tonight."

"Well, I'm supposed to be having dinner-"

"Perhaps I wasn't clear. You'll be at my apartment tonight, or I'll e-mail this video to your husband."

"...okay."

Her voice was terse. Annoyed, even. Still, she had agreed. I invited a friend, Seth, over a couple hours before I expected her to arrive. Seth and I had been friends for years, and he knew Jenn purely by association with me. Seth had voiced his approval for Jenn's curves in the past, and so I had invited him to enjoy them a bit more firsthand. Seth is black, 6'2, and in a good bit better shape than me. For my part, I've got brown hair, green eyes, and am 5'10. Seth wasn't completely on board with my plan at first, but in time lust would get the better of him. When Jenn arrived she was clearly surprised to see Seth waiting with me, but she didn't question it. Jenn wore a generic t-shirt and jeans, which Seth and I quickly got to work removing. Seth's hands gripped the bottom of her shirt, as my fingers quickly unbuttoned her jeans. In a few quick seconds she was down to her underwear, a purple lace demi bra with matching thong.

My fingers quickly entered her panties and found her, somewhat surprisingly, to be quite wet. Seth made short work of her bra, and proceeded softly caress her breasts. Jenn tried to speak, likely in protest of the treatment being received by her lovely breasts (having not agreed to Seth's presence). Seth's glare cut her words short. Seth forced her to bend over, pushed her thong to the side, and pulled out his cock. I must admit, his was longer. A good nine inches which stood readily at attention. My own is seven inches, but a bit thicker. I pulled my own cock out quickly. Before Jenn knew what to say Seth pushed into her pussy. Her mouth opened to gasp, and my dick quickly filled it. Her moans, partially drowned out by my cock in her mouth, sounded pleasurable yet strained. Seth reached around her to find her breasts again. Yet this time his touch was more rough and demanding.

While her moans still sounded somewhat strained, more depth and pleasure began to appear in those desperate noises. Indeed, her hips now moved ever so slightly to match Seth's thrusts. It seems worth noting, as well, that she had increased her efforts and attention on my cock as well. As her hips moved with Seth's penetration, her lips wrapped tighter around my cock. The pressure of her suction varied slightly, and her tongue began lovingly toying with the head of cock. As her moans became louder and louder her body stiffened. One last, sated moan left her throat. Hearing her pleasure and feeling the slightest of vibrations in her tongue with the moan, I started to cum. My first shot filled her mouth, but pulling out after this the remaining shots of cum coated her face lightly. Seth, a minute or two later, pulled out and stroked himself to completion on her lovely ass.

"Mmm. You were a perfect little whore, Jenn."

"I'm glad you managed to have your fun. Now, the video...?"

"Oh, madame... You've only just begun to earn it back. You'll have to give much more pleasure before that particular prize is won."