Love Mistakes
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Chapter 5: And Again
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5: And Again - An old friend of a couple returns to take revenge and, taking advantage of a mistake made by the husband, blackmails him and forces him to encourage his wife to have sex with the blackmailer, as well as humiliating the husband. In addition, the blackmailer uses drugs to push the situation in the desired direction.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Sharing DomSub Humiliation Voyeurism Revenge
Stephen fucks Lucia again.
That night, after Stephen had fucked my wife, Lucia, and given her countless orgasms, I could hardly sleep.
In my head, I kept seeing Lucia’s face of infinite pleasure as Stephen fucked her. I also remembered the physical and mental impotence I had felt at not being able to give her a single orgasm.
I was aware that it was all due to Stephen’s manipulations and the drugs he was giving us. But Lucia didn’t know that, and the image that was perhaps being engraved in her brain, even if subliminally, was the pleasure she felt when she was with Stephen.
When Lucia woke up, her face was what is traditionally called ‘well fucked’. She had a smile and a look of contentment that I hadn’t seen in a long time.
She looked at me smiling and said, “Good morning, darling. What an intense night! Right?”
“Yes,” I replied, trying to hide my disgust.
“Were you okay? I really enjoyed it. I’d never been with two men at the same time before, and when you suggested it, I wasn’t attracted to the idea at all, but I have to admit it was a very intense experience. And you, did you enjoy your fantasy?”
“Yes, it was very good.”
“You don’t seem very convinced. You couldn’t reach orgasm, could you?”
“No,” I replied, not knowing whether to be glad that she had at least noticed that or sad that she had been enjoying herself so much that she wasn’t even sure if I had had an orgasm.
“Don’t worry, it’ll pass. It must be the stress and worry about me. I love you, Tom, and seeing how much you love me and care about me makes me love you even more.”
I hugged her, and we lay quietly in bed, enjoying the feel of our bodies, although the smell of sex and semen on the bed, which I couldn’t stop thinking wasn’t mine, didn’t help me relax.
We had a very pleasant weekend, doing chores around the house together, going for walks, listening to music, reading and watching films curled up on the sofa.
On Monday, I went to work dreading the encounter with Stephen. Shortly after arriving at my desk, he called me into his office.
When I entered, he greeted me with a “Hello, Tommy.”
“Hello Stephen,” I replied grumpily.
“We had a good time the other night, didn’t we?”
“No! I didn’t.”
“What a pity!” he said cynically. And he continued, “Well, Lucia and I had a great time. I can’t remember how many orgasms I gave her. Did you count them?”
“No!”
“And I really enjoyed fucking her. Her little pussy is even better than I remembered: soft, warm, wet. And how it contracts when she comes; she squeezed my cock as if she were milking me; she left me dry. When I put my cock in her, it was like entering a volcano. I slowly made my way through that wet, hot tunnel, which trembled every so often as I brought her to another orgasm. But what can I tell you if it’s your wife I fucked? Although you haven’t put your cock in her for months, and I just fucked her two days ago, so maybe you don’t remember, and I’m doing you a favour by reminding you what it feels like to fuck your wife.”
“No, you’re not doing me a favour,” I replied, humiliated and angry at the same time.
“You’re rude, Tommy. You should thank me for fucking her since you can’t and for reminding you what her pussy is like. I think you should thank me. You asked me the other day to do you a favour and fuck your wife, and now that I’ve made the effort, I expect you to thank me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. You know you’ll do it or face the consequences. I’m waiting.”
I resisted, but in the end I thought I had no choice; I had to obey Stephen’s orders or ruin our lives. Unless he ordered me to throw myself in front of a train, I would have to obey whatever he asked. Any alternative was worse.
“Thanks, Stephen.”
“Thanks for what, Tommy?”
“Thanks for fucking my wife, Stephen.”
“You’re welcome, Tommy. It was a real pleasure,” he replied with a laugh.
He continued, “Lucia also has fantastic tits. I loved fondling them and caressing those nipples, which got hard when I fucked her. It’s a shame you can’t caress those tits every night. And her ass, how it moved when I fucked her: round, firm, welcoming ... Lucia was always a hot chick when she was young, but now that she’s become more of a woman and has more curves, she’s fantastic in bed.”
I turned and headed for the door—I had been standing, as was now the norm in my meetings with Stephen—when he interrupted me, “Wait, I didn’t say you could leave.”
“What do you want?”
“We haven’t talked about next Friday. We have to repeat the experience.”
“What!”
“I told you I was going to fuck her more than once.”
“Please, Stephen, you’ve already been with her; don’t go any further.”
Stephen replied seriously, “The only ‘please’ I want to hear from you is, ‘Please, Stephen, come and fuck my wife this Friday.’”
Once again, I had to swallow my pride and say humbly, “Please, Stephen, come and fuck my wife this Friday.”
“I’d love to. Arrange everything with Lucia. I don’t think she’ll object, given how much she enjoyed it.”
I left thinking that trying to resist Stephen was as useless as trying to put out a house fire with just a glass of water. I could do nothing but back down and give in to his wickedness, at least until I found a way out—a way out that I didn’t even know existed.
Although I thought about how to talk to Lucia during the week, I didn’t dare bring up the subject until Wednesday. I did so while we were relaxing after dinner, watching the news on TV.
As if it had just occurred to me, I said to Lucia, “Lucia, I was thinking, how would you feel about repeating the threesome with Stephen?”
“Would you like to?”
“It could be nice, couldn’t it? You seemed to enjoy it.”
“Yes, enjoying the attention of two men was very exciting. I thought that every man’s fantasy was a threesome with two women.”
“Not in my case. For me, seeing you enjoy yourself is very exciting.”
“Well, if you want, we can do it again. And maybe this time you won’t have any problems with your erection.”
“Yes, it’s possible,” I said hopelessly. “All right, then. I’ll talk to Stephen. I don’t think he’ll object to being with the most beautiful woman in the world again.”
“Thank you, darling. You’re great.”
I called Stephen to confirm the appointment, and just as I was about to hang up, he said, “One more thing, I want you to record our encounter this time.”
When I heard this, I exploded: “You’re crazy! How could you even think of such a thing? This is too much! I refuse!”
“I don’t like it when you contradict me, Tommy,” Stephen replied in a serious voice.
“If I record the meeting and send it to you, how do I know it won’t end up on the Internet? Lucia might find out, and she would never forgive me. And our jobs could be affected. If you force me to do that, it’s like carrying out your threat to send the report. I can’t do it.”
Stephen began to argue in a calm but firm voice: “Listen to me and calm down. I’m the first one who doesn’t want to publish a video like that. I’m not interested in being an Internet porn star. And my career would also be affected. The hospital management and my father’s pharmaceutical company partners don’t like scandals. So you can rest assured that I won’t publish it.”
“I still don’t want to do it,” I insisted.
“Tommy, Tommy. Why are you resisting? You know you’ll end up doing what I tell you to do. Do you want to lose Lucia forever and ruin your lives?”
I thought about it. He was a bastard, but he wasn’t stupid; he knew he had me in his hands, but he also knew he couldn’t demand anything worse than the threat hanging over my head. I thought about it and came to the conclusion that he wasn’t interested in publishing the video either. But in any case, there would be proof of my humiliation and of how he made Lucia enjoy fucking him so much.
I tried one last defence: “But what do you want the video for?”
“As a souvenir, just like you take photos and videos of your holidays. That way I’ll always be able to remember how I fucked your wife in front of you while you were an impotent spectator.” And he added with a laugh, “Literally impotent.”
“Okay, I’ll record it,” I replied, defeated.
That Friday, I was nervous again thinking about Stephen’s visit. Lucia was also restless and made some comments about how daring we were being and how eager she was to try new things, especially if they were erotic, she added with a mischievous smile. She said she felt excited and more eager to live than ever after seeing the threat of death.
I knew that this was largely due to the hormones in the pills Stephen was giving her and that although she felt it as general excitement, it was simply sexual arousal that she unconsciously masked and hid from herself.
Stephen arrived acting friendly, as usual, greeting us cheerfully and bringing some chocolates, something he knew Lucia loved. It was very painful for me that he enjoyed blackmailing me into having sex with my wife and humiliating me, but his hypocrisy was totally unbearable. All smiles and kind words while he was forcing me to push Lucia into his arms.
I tried to hide my displeasure as best I could so that Lucia wouldn’t find out what was going on, which meant I spoke very little, allowing Stephen to monopolise the conversation with Lucia.
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