Filmed And Blackmailed

As i returned home on Friday afternoon, there was a knock on the door, i quickly grabbed my bathrobe and when I opened it I was pleased to see my old neighbor who had moved home around two years ago. We were regular **** buddies back then as i was working from home a lot, and he worked shifts. With my husband being away, and his wife who was a prude at work during the day we were often in the garden together, out for a drive or at each others houses ******* like rabbits.
He was a little kinky and very imaginative, and i missed that i could call on him virtually any day without suspicion from my husband or his wife and get what we both needed. I invited him in and we chatted and caught up on the past couple of years over coffee in the dining room. It didn't take long reminiscing before my juices were flowing and his normal questioning had started. Had i got panties on today, were my nylons hold ups or stockings, was my ***** wet and when was the last time i had been ******. He loved to hear my sexual adventures and i could always talk openly to him about them.
He came around behind me, reaching over my shoulders and began to push the robe off my shoulders.
As it opened and my black sheer cami was exposed with my bare breasts showing through, he cupped them before pulling and twisting on my nipples and asking if i was in need of some satisfaction before my husband got back this evening. I told him as always that i was his play toy to do with as he wished, He laughed, telling me i would never change and slipped off my robe more and leaned around me to suck and bite on my nipples. He knows i like a slightly rough treatment of them, and i was soaking within moments. He released them and sat back down and instructed me to walk into the center of the room and lower the robe. Luckily the lounge curtains were closed, so i lowered the robe revealing my black sheer top, black sheer french knickers and black laced topped fishnet hold ups to him, allowing him to take a quick photo.
He gave out a loud "wow", told me to drop the robe and go over to the sofa and kneel there with my arse in the air facing away from him, I did as he asked, knees slightly apart, heals kicked up in the air and my ***** stuck out for his gaze. He snapped away and then instructed me to feel how damp i was getting. I rubbed at the gusset of my knickers although I already knew i was wet. Another flash of the camera before his hands were on the sides of my knickers and pulling them down my thighs to my knees. The flash wen't off again as i adjusted as instructed and posed. He knows i love the camera, and after 10 minutes of photos, the next part of his plan begun.
He told me to walk over to the patio windows so he could see my beauty in front of them with the light behind me. I stood watching his eyes roam over my body before he instructed me to bend towards him so my bottom was against the window, reminding me how i had admitted i was walking around and exhibiting myself to tease him when he was simply a voyeur neighbour. I reminded him that he was no longer there and that anyone could be watching, and he laughed out loud telling me he knew and he also knew that i was loving it. He asked if i still walked around that way and of course i had to admit that i did. He told me to shake my breasts and wiggle my arse which I happily did, giggling remembering the old days.
He told me to stand and turn around, lift my arms and press my breasts against the cold glass, reminding me of the times i had done this but under the cover of darkness when his binoculars were aimed at my window. I couldn't stop giggling remembering the fact i had seen him looking and encouraged this man. He walked towards me and spun me around, yanking down my panties and kneeling before me, his face pressing into my crotch and his tongue teasing my **** from beneath its hood. My hands fell on his head, grabbing his hair and asking if he had missed the taste of my ****, a word he loved me to use. He mumbled a "mmmmm", continuing to lick me until my first small ****** was soaking his face and tongue.
I needed his ****, and pulled him up, reaching for his zip and pulling it down, reaching inside i pulled his seven inches from his trousers, falling to my knees and sinking every inch deep into my throat. Now my hair was grabbed as he began to **** away inside my mouth. He began to call me his naughty girl just as he used to, telling me how i always looked my best with a **** in my mouth, but at this moment in time, the taste of his pre *** filling my mouth was what i wanted and i was not going to release him to respond.
He used my mouth, reaching down and pulling on my nipples hard and upwards, knowing it drives me crazy, and my hands were on his backside now pulling every inch of him inside my mouth. He ****** my face roughly and slowed giving my face a friendly slap before pulling himself out, lifting me to my feet and led me back to the sofa to continue. He joked that you never knew who was watching, and continued to use my mouth for his pleasure. He instructed me to kneel on the sofa and simply thrust his **** inside me from behind. He was never the longest lasting man i had ******, but after a few moments, the familiar sound of him ******* was filling the room, and the lovely warm slippery feeling of his *** pumping inside me gave me my second ****** of the day.
We paused for another drink and I warned him that it wouldn't be long until my husband was returning, and told him i needed to go to the toilet and headed upstairs. When i came out the room, he was standing there naked and led me into the spare bedroom and lay back on the bed telling me that i had better be quick with my naughty girls mouth and suck him to completion so he could dress. I set to work, and quickly got him hard and vigorously sucked him for around ten minutes until I was treated to a throat full of his ***. I swallowed it down and had to hurry him to dress in fear of being caught.
We headed down and he picked up his coat, thanked me for a wonderful re union and headed off down the street to his car. It happened that there was no rush at all and I was showered, and dressed before my hubby had returned. I was still horny and my **** so sensitive, but as usual, the ****** was already planning his night out to see his friends and i knew i was going to be left in alone. I toyed with the idea of heading out to the woods for some fun, but it was a little cold and muddy, so I stayed in my robe, and kissed him goodbye as he left.
My mind was on the afternoon, the memories of my exhibitionist moments years ago at the window, and as i wondered towards the patio again and peered out, i couldn't resist dropping my robe off my shoulders and standing there naked. My eyes closed imagining the old days, my hand falling to my ***** and stroking myself to another wet ******, before heading upstairs to take out one of my vibrators and returning to the window and inserting it in myself and imagining it being a strangers **** pumping away inside of me. I came twice more before returning to the sofa to settle down to a film.
It was around 12.30 when he returned, drunk as ever, and as i opened the door in my robe, I noticed a young lad behind him looking towards the house. He could hear me bollocking him and guiding him in the lounge, pushing him down on the sofa and then sitting opposite in the arm chair. I saw the figure walk past several times and then jumped as there was a quiet knock on the front door. I called my husband but as usual, the snoring had begun and he had drifted off into a drunken state. I pulled my robe tightly and glanced through the glass to see the young lad standing there. I opened the door, and he held his finger to his lips saying "Shhhh".
He reached into his coat producing a small camcorder, flipped open the screen and turned it towards me showing me stretched in front of the patio window earlier that day. He pressed another button and there i was kneeling and sucking my old neighbour.
The picture was so clear, my heart sunk a little as i knew i couldn't argue this was me, and this lad knew it, He waved me to him and whispered that he had heard all about me off another neighbour and now it was time for his fun too. I shook my head and went to ****** the camcorder, but was quietly told that there was another copy on his pc. I whispered "what do you want", and he told me that was better. He asked if my husband was asleep and i nodded, so he suggested he came inside and had some fun. I shook my head but was quickly told it was here or in there. I had no choice, untied my robe and whispered you can feel me up and that's it!!
He reached in and groped at my body, pulling my nipples just as the old neighbour had done, but knowing damn well that i couldn't gasp out. I pushed him away, and he tutted and told me that was not good enough, and perhaps he should wake my husband and show him what i had been up to this afternoon.
I shook my head, dropped to my knees and pulled down his jogging bottoms. I was pleasently surprised as a good 8" of **** pocked out in front of me, and i licked and kissed the shaft before whispering for him to keep an eye through the window to see if my husband stirred. I took it into my mouth and heard him whispering deeper, he knew i could he had the evidence with him, and after several pushes into my throat, the lad was gasping and pumping his *** into my mouth. I swallowed it down, and he pulled himself out and slapped my face covering my cheeks with traces of ***. He simply turned, walked away and left me kneeling in the porch with a cummy mouth and face. I stood, wiped my face on my sleave, took a deep breath and walked back into the lounge to see him still there and snoring.
I sat worrying that this would not be the last time that tape was used, but too drifted off to sleep on the sofa waking at 6am to head off to bed. I got back up at 10, and noticed my hubby had got himself to bed eventually, and went into the kitchen to make myself a coffee. I was daydreaming and worrying slightly, when the door knocked and i presumed it was visitors. My eyes went wide when i saw the lad standing there again. I opened the door, and was greeted with "good morning madam, i'm doing odd jobs in the neighbour hood and wondered if i could wash your cars this morning, i will do both for £10 and all i will need is some warm water". I told him to go around the side of the house and we would talk about it there. I shut the door, hurried through and opened the back door to his snug grin.
I told him that this had got to stop, and he laughed in my face and told me that it would only stop when he said so, and reminded me of the footage. I told him he could wash the cars, and handed him the first bucket and shut the door. I ran upstairs to hear my hubby coughing and popped my head in the door to see he was stirring. He asked who was at the door and I told him it was an odd job man and i'd told him to wash the cars. He said it was a brilliant idea, handed me his wallet and told me to give him £20 when he was done if he did a good job.
I returned to the kitchen and stood there shaking slightly, i got myself into some right situations, and was bought back to normality by another knock. He asked for another bucket, walking past me and in and stood there and boldly asked "where is he". I told him he was in bed, and pulled my little silky robe too, but was quickly told not to cover myself up, and in fact to open it and show myself. I shook my head, and he returned the gesture, so my hands were at the tie and opening it. He walked over, placed his hand on my ***** and pushed two fingers inside me and asked why i was already wet.
He was a cocky little **** for sure, and i asked his age and was told he was 16, just left school but having trouble finding work. He did look slightly older, but this was still a young lad who was blackmailing me. He pulled his fingers out and sucked on them, grabbing the bucket and returning to continue. Another few minutes passed until the door opened and he called in "can you come and inspect the workmanship". I told him there was no need, but he suggested i go and look. I wondered out stepping into a pair of heals which made me look so slutty with my silky robe, but knowing at least my car was at the side of the house and the neighbours were unable to see me there.
I looked and he had done a good job of them. He smiled and said "now you pay me". I reached in my pocket for the note, and was laughed at and told i had not inspected the front well enough. He yanked me to the front of the car, and pushed me roughly forward onto the bonnet, told me to inspect closer as he was going to inspect me. I leaned on the bonnet as he slid my robe up, crouched down and stuck is face into my ***** from behind, licking inside as i shivered and then allowing his tongue to roam up and across my bottom, dipping slightly inside and hearing his tell me that he knew i was the sort of women who licked her arse licked out.
He had some balls for a lad, and stood behind, pulled down his joggers, rubbed his **** against me and pushed it completely inside.
I gasped out as he joked that i had better keep my eye out for the door this time while he ****** me hard. My hands were flat on the bonnet, my knees bent slightly as he quickly ****** me, he was rough and fast, but it was so good, the cold air blowing on my ***** as the heat from the sex fought against it. I bit my lip as i came but he knew, excited that he had made me ******, his own started and filled me. As he gasped and emptied, he said that it was the first time a women had *** over his ****, and i quickly asked if he had a girlfriend.
He was gasping for breath but replied "oh yes but she's no where near as good to **** as you". I felt a relief come over me as i now had something on him. I got up leaned on the wall and asked what he was looking for with work, and was told he was into IT and did odd jobs from home. My mind engaged and i asked if he was any good at repairing laptops. He nodded and told me he was and asked if i had a problem. I went in to the kitchen, picked up my old laptop bag and returned to the car port and handed it to him. I told him it was only my spare but failed to start when in fact there was nothing wrong with it. I told him he had been amazing and his **** was huge and my friends would be so jealous of me having that and a younger man. He fell for it hook line and sinker, proud at my praise, and i asked if i could take a photo of his **** to show my best friend as she too loved younger men, joking that maybe when she was around he could pop over to the house to meet her.
He told me i could and i fetched my phone, asked him to lower his pants and snapped away several times finally managing to catch his face in the picture.
I showed him a couple without his face and he told me it was "cool". I smirked like he had at me the little fuckwit, told him there was no rush for the laptop and said my goodbyes to him.
When my husband finally got up, we enjoyed our lunch, he went out to inspect the cars and returned to tell me he had just seen him walking out of the street with a girl on his arm and said that we had probably given him the opertunity to spoil her. The poor girl hadn't a clue, but I told my husband about the laptop, told him i had forgotten the were works personnel files on there as said i would go and fetch it. He replied he had just told me he had gone out, but I told him it was ok, if his parents were there, perhaps they could get it.
I walked around the corners to his house and knocked on the door. I had never met the family, but an elderly gentleman answered and as i explained, he told me it was in fact his grandson, and he didn't know where the laptop was. I told him of the importance of having it quickly, and he asked if i minded running up and having a look if i could see it. Did i **** mind, this was exactly what i wanted to do, and i couldn't get up the stairs quick enough and was pleased to see his pc was on, unlocked, and as i moved the mouse, there right on the desktop was several icons, Jess sucking **** Jess ******, Jess shower & **** film.
I clicked the icons watching him and his girlfriend, then the last one, and there it was, but quickly deleted.
I looked around and found the camcorder in a drawer, remover the tape, replaced it with another and slipped it in my pocket, picking up my laptop bag and returning down, thanking the old man and telling him to let him know i had called. I got back and my husband was cleaning. I breathed a sigh of relief, and enjoyed the rest of my day. I saw him return with Jess, and walk Jess back past the house later that evening. My husband went off to bed and left me in the lounge and sure enough, 20 minutes later there was a knock at the back door of the house. I opened the door to see a very angry looking young man who instantly called me a *****.
I laughed in his face like he had to me, grabbed him by his t shirt and told him his fun was over. He shook his head and told me no way, which worried me for a moment until he produced the camcorder again. He flipped open the screen, again pressed the play button and got the shock of his life when all that was playing was his little girlfriend playing with herself for him. I laughed and told him she had a nice *****, and i might have to violate her like he had to me one day. He was fuming and calling me names, but he knew he had now lost. Again i was called a *****, but i just laughed and reminded him that Jess might like to see the photos on my phone one day.
He stormed off now a worried man, but the plan for today while my husband is golfing is to catch Jess as she walks past and engage her in conversation, maybe invite her in for a coffee, sit right in front of the window and show her some nice photos on my phone hoping that he is staring down on us, thinking his poor girlfriend is seeing his **** and making him squirm.
But, really, she is a very sexy young lady and perhaps she might be seduced by a more mature lady and end up in bed with me, i can only hope that will come true x