BLACKMAILED TO BREED

My hands shake as I begin clearing off my desk for the 
evening. I've been watching that clock since lunch and 
I've only got ten minutes before its five o'clock. I'm 
starring back up at the clock again but not before my 
eyes pass across my name plate on my desk.

Mrs. Jennifer Wilson is my name. It's my husband's 
birthday today. I wonder what he's thinking right now. 
I bet he's been watching that clock all afternoon as 
much as I have.

I clear the last folders off my desk and shut the 
filing cabinet drawer. An office door opens and shuts 
and I practically jump out of my heels. I look over to 
see who it is. Is Susan my boss!

"Have a good evening Jennifer."

I smile back and reply, "You have a nice evening as 
well Susan."

My hands grip the steering wheel as I drive down the 
boulevard. I'm trying to watch traffic as I look for 
the address. He said it would be a pink building. I'd 
see the sign right after the bank.

There it is! The Flamingo motel! I know it's not a very 
classy looking place but it doesn't matter. I pull in 
and see his car parked down at the end. I pull the car 
in next to his and turn off the engine. 

I pull on the visor and check my makeup in the mirror. 
I make a few last minute dabs here and there and apply 
a fresh coat of his favorite lipstick. He told me at 
lunch last week that bright red lipstick made him melt.

I made a point of polishing my nails and toes to match 
just for him this evening. I squirt just a tiny little 
dab of his favorite perfume around my neck. There! I'm 
finished!

I get out of the car and my heels are making that loud 
clicking sound as I walk around near his car. I peer 
inside for a moment and look for the number. He wrote 
the room number on a little pad and laid it on the 
front seat just like he said he would do. He's in room 
seventeen.

It's on the opposite side of the parking lot. He's very 
clever at things. I make my way across the lot and 
knock on the door. I hear the click of the lock. It's 
open. He's smiling at me as I walk through the doorway. 

There is a chair next to the door and I quickly put my 
purse down as he closes the door. I turn to smile at 
him. He's so tall and handsome. He made me wet the very 
first time I saw him.

He's walking toward me. He's putting his arms around my 
tiny waist as I lean my head up as we kiss. He's hands 
drop to my ass as his tongue enters my mouth. I break 
off the kiss long enough to explain.

"I only have an hour."

He smiles and presses his lips back to mine as we 
remain locked in a heated passionate kiss for almost a 
minute. I step back and begin unbuttoning his shirt. 
He's trying to kiss my neck as I slip his shirt off his 
shoulders.

He drops his pants as quick as I removed his shirt and 
begins coming toward me again. He's reaching around to 
unzip my dress and kisses me on the lips as it slips 
off my shoulders. 

He begins trailing kisses down my neck to the top of my 
breasts as he gently eases the straps of my bra off my 
shoulders. He bends down far enough to take one of my 
breasts into his mouth as the cups of my bra are 
lowered.

His mouth feels hot as he nibbles on my nipple. I run 
my hands in his hair and press his face into my chest. 
He quickly moves his head to the other breast as his 
hands release the catch on my bra letting it fall to 
the floor.

I feel his teeth as he bits my flesh. I hold his head 
in my hands and look down and watch as he sucks on one 
of my nipples like an infant being nursed. I hear him 
breathing hard as he slurps on my breasts.

My hands are shaking as he straightens himself up and 
reaches down and slips one of his large hands under my 
thong. He's kissing me again as he gently moves his 
hands over my mound. He inserts a finger between my 
pussy lips almost causing me to have an orgasm right 
there.

He's kissing me again. I suck on his tongue as I feel 
his finger against my clit. I break off the kiss and 
back far enough away for his hand to slip out from 
under my thong. I step forward again taking hold of his 
under shorts and pull them down by the elastic.

His huge cock sprung free as I lower the short down to 
the floor. I kneel down and help him step out from the 
almost getting hit in the nose by his huge cock as it 
swings free. My eyes practically pop out of their 
sockets as I stare down at its size.

I nervously grabbed it with my left hand and felt it 
throbbing as I squeezed my hand around it. I leaned up 
giving him another open mouth kiss before lowering 
myself to my knees and placed my right hand under his 
giant ball sack.

My face was only inches away from that huge cock as I 
continued to stroke it in my hand. There was no way I 
could possibly wrap my hand around its thick girth but 
I squeezed as much as I could hold in my tiny slim 
white fingers.

I leaned forward kissing the head and felt his hands 
cover mine as I starred up into his eyes. He was 
looking down at me waiting. I kept stroking his cock 
feeling his fingers play with my wedding ring. I 
wondered what was going through his mind at the moment.

Here I was, a gorgeous thirty-two year old blonde 
housewife kneeling down on the floor in a cheap motel 
room. A tall handsome black man with a huge black cock 
stood in front of me waiting for me to take his cock 
inside my mouth. If that wasn't enough! It was my 
husbands' fiftieth birthday!

My husband called me his trophy wife. We had two 
children and a large home. My husband was an executive 
for a large firm. My mind slipped back to the present 
as I moved my face closer to that huge black cock.

I opened my mouth and licked it this time. I than moved 
my head and tried to engulf it into my mouth. I wasn't 
able to get much in the first try but I kept moving my 
head as he stroked my hair. I listened to him moan as I 
tried to swallow him down to the back of my throat.

He practically buckled over as he grasped my hair. He 
was still being gentle with me but I didn't come here 
to be treated like a trophy wife today. I want him to 
treat me like I was his slut. I want him to be rough 
with me. I want to be his whore for the afternoon.

I starred up into his eyes again. I must have had four 
inches of his cock stuck inside my mouth when I felt 
his hands grip my hair and pull. My eyes widened out of 
fear for a moment.

I starred mercifully up into his eyes as he spoke to me 
in a different tone. "Let me see you take it down your 
throat."

His hands gripped my hair. It hurt a little as I felt 
him force my head up in position to take more of his 
cock. I took a deep break and closed my eyes and forced 
his cock further down my throat. I felt the head 
pressing against my tonsils. I thought I was going to 
choke for a moment until he allowed me to back off.

I did cough and looked up with pleading eyes but he 
held my head and I opened my mouth again only this time 
I kept my eyes open as I swallowed his cock. I kept 
going until it reached the back of my throat again. He 
looked down at me smiling.

"That's it, bitch. I'm going to turn you into my whore 
like I promised you yet. Keep going and don't stop 
until I tell you to stop."

My throat was making sounds I never heard before as I 
continued to swallow him down my throat. Our eyes were 
still making contact as he moaned. He let me back off 
again only to force my face back down on his cock. I 
kept this up for several minutes until he leaned down 
backing my head away from his cock. 

His hands were holding my head tight as he kept my face 
tilted up so our eyes would meet.

"Open your mouth wide and close your eyes for me now."

My eyes were closed and I thought I had my mouth open 
far enough when I felt him shake my head.

"Open it wider."

I did open wider and a few seconds later I felt a huge 
gob of hot spit enter my mouth. I was about to tilt my 
head down and gag when I felt his hands which still 
griped my head shake me and said, "Swallow it."

I cried but quickly closed my mouth trying not to think 
of what he had just done and swallowed. It felt hot and 
like a thick gob but I managed to get it down my 
throat.

He shook my head again forcing my head up into a tilted 
position. "Open!"

I nervously started to cry as my body shook. I opened 
my mouth and kept my eyes shut tight anticipating 
another gob of spit in my mouth. I cried out like a 
sick little girl but he held my head too tight to break 
free.

It seemed like those seconds lasted forever as I waited 
with my mouth wide open for his spit. I cracked open my 
eyes and what I saw next practically scared me to 
death. His mouth was puckered and a long trail of nasty 
spit was beginning its journey down to my mouth.

I cried out loud as it hit my tongue. There was even a 
larger amount than the first gob. I quickly swallowed 
before I was told trying not to think of what it was 
inside my mouth.

"That's my girl."

He reached out and brought me to my feet. I almost 
stumbled back as I lost balance wearing my heels. He 
pulled me into his arms forcing his mouth onto mine. 
His tongue entered my mouth and I reacted by swirling 
mine around his. He held onto my chin as he peered into 
my eyes.

"You still want my cock?"

"Yes, you know what I come here for."

"Did you do what I asked you to do?"

He still had a grip of the back of my head with one 
hand and the other under my chin.

"Yes, I did what you asked."

"Prove it to me!"

I nervously responded, "I have it inside my purse."

"Let me see it."

He let go of me as I walked over to the chair and 
picked up my purse. I starred at him and saw the way he 
was looking at me as I opened my purse and reached 
inside. I pulled out the small plastic packet and 
extended my arm out for him to take it.

I watched as he examined the packet of birth control as 
I nervously stood watching. He looked at the 
prescription date than slid open the packet and started 
to count the tiny white pills.

He looked up with me and chuckled. "Are you sure you're 
just not pulling my leg? How do I know you didn't have 
another packet of these somewhere? You could have told 
them they got lost and got you a new pack!"

"I'm telling you the truth! These are the only pills I 
have! I did what you told me to do."

He tossed the packet onto the table and reached out and 
took my purse out of my hands and looked inside. He 
found my wallet and tossed the purse on the table next 
to my birth control pills.

He laughed as he opened my wallet and looked up at me 
for a second than continued to look inside.

 "What do we have here? Look at all these credit cards. 
Let me see... Mr. Jennifer Wilson."

I watched as he examined each card than neatly placed 
it back in its little sleeve. I opened the picture 
compartment and saw a picture of me standing next to my 
husband and kids. 

"Nice family!"

He fumbled through the photos and turned the wallet so 
he could examine a photo of me in my black bikini. He 
looked up at me laughing and said, "Remind me to take a 
few of you once that belly starts swelling up with my 
kid."

He tossed the wallet onto the table and stepped closer 
taking me into his arms. We kissed passionately as he 
backed me up towards the bed. He gently pushed me back 
onto the bed raising my legs at the same time.

He was kissing my ankles as he held one of my legs 
straight out. I tilted my head up and said, "Do you 
want me to take off those heels?"

"No, I want to fuck you with them on your sexy white 
legs."

He continued to kiss my ankle than worked his way up to 
my inner thigh and reached out and touched my damp 
black thong.

"I see that pussy is nice and wet for me. Let's take 
them off."

I leaned back and helped him raise my ass off the bed 
as he slipped them down my legs and over my heels. He 
tossed them over to that table holding my legs in the 
air. I saw the look of lust in his eyes as he starred 
down at my pussy.

He moved forward against the edge of the bed. I knew it 
would only be moments before that big black cock was 
buried deep inside my fertile white married belly.