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Blackmail -- it's a harsh and underhanded thing. Even more underhanded when it's a friend whose doing it. The last few weeks have been filled by the news of David Letterman who was the subject of a blackmail plot by one of his own show's producers -- or at least that is the allegation. Letterman came clean as far as we know and announced to the world the caper and exposed this scheme.

Looking back a few months ago, I could have done the same. A friend I have known since high school had helped me repair my computer, acting up because of a virus I downloaded in a file. In the process he discovered porn sites and videos I had downloaded -- some of them gay. He e-mailed back to his computer some of the history of my sites and then threatened to expose me to our friends as gay if I did not give him a blowjob.

Looking back, I know how lame that sounded. I could have told him, "So what. It's porn. I looked at it. Big fucking deal. Tell anybody you want -- right after I tell them you wanted me to suck your cock. You must be the gay one."

That would have been pretty easy to do. But all that's in hind site. Not to mention Randy and I had been drinking most of the afternoon and I was petty buzzed at the time. But even that's only part of the truth. The thing is, while I had never had any previous gay experiences and really cannot say I had ever fantasized about it. I was absolutely riveted by the videos I had watched the night before. I had pulled my cock out and was stroking it to the guys sucking each other off. I nearly came as I watched some guy getting pounded in his ass. I quickly switched it to a lesbian video and came to that.

I was curious. I wondered what it was like. What did my girlfriend Sandy feel like when she sucked me off? I actually wanted to blow Randy. I just didn't want my friend to know it. I didn't want him for a second to think I was really a homosexual or even bisexual for that matter. I put up some resistance but deep down I was thrilled to kneel before him and take my first cock. Even a couple of days later when he requested I do it again, I balked. I claimed that would be the last time but was thrilled when he also wanted to fuck my ass.

It hurt like hell at first but eventually I really liked it. Deep down I knew it wouldn't be my last. The thing I didn't count on though was the extent Randy would go. This time it wasn't enough to threaten me with stored cookies on my computer or downloaded porn sites. While I went to the restroom he turned on a video camera he had set up on a bookshelf in his den. Even today I don't know exactly where it was hidden. I never saw it. All I know for sure is he then took some of that video footage and downloaded it to the very porn sites I had viewed. Most of the angles avoided our faces entirely and the little bit that did show our faces with me sucking him off, he distorted so it was not clear who was in the shot.

Once he had that video footage, it was like falling in space. He made one after another, each time threatening me with clearing up the footage on the porn site that showed me giving a blowjob or getting fucked if I didn't cooperate. Now I felt I really was trapped. I would be totally embarrassed and humiliated if my family, friends, and coworkers saw the clips. The videos have been viewed by thousands of people on the Internet. Three of the clips had eclipsed 50,000 page views. Now I was having guys jacking off to me on the Internet.

There was a sick part of me that got excited at the thought and then the other, saner side that was filled with anxiety about what if someone finds out that's me! Perhaps the one I worried about most was my girlfriend Sandy. We had dated for about three years since we graduated Duke University. That's how this whole thing started as Randy is a graduate of UNC and we were watching the NCAA Basketball tournament together.

Sandy was no saint in college. Actually the reason we started going out in the first place was she had the reputation as crazy about sex and damn good at it. One of my fraternity brothers had gone out with her and kept us all on the edge of the couch with some of their intimate moments. I know how sick that sounds but guys like to boast. When they quit going out, I leaped at the chance and had no idea we would still be together. We saw other people for the first 18 months or so but for the last year, I believe it's been pretty exclusive although it's not really something we talk about. More something we just take for granted.

But in all that time, there's been no group sex, three-ways, or gay rendezvous. Just the two of us fucking and sucking in public places and as often as the mood hit us. Make no mistake, she was every bit as good as her reputation. She also works hard to keep her body in great shape. She works out about three times a week in the gym. Not so much to get a hard body but one that stays toned. Sandy is 36-24-34 and weighs about 125 lbs. although that's a guess as she's never told me. I do know she's only 5' 5" in height.

She looks a much shorter Erin Andrews from ESPN. She has long flowing sandy blonde hair, an infectious smile, and brown eyes. While her tits are just the right size for her frame, she has an absolutely gorgeous ass and beautiful tapered legs which she shows off with her skirts and dresses. She also has small feet and always keeps her little toes either French manicured or painted a soft pink or red color.

Then Randy hit me with the bombshell for which I was unprepared -- he wanted to fuck my girlfriend. He and Sandy had met many times over the last couple of years. Actually all three of us had spent quite a few afternoons by the pool at the apartment complex where both Randy and I lived. On numerous occasions he had girls he was seeing there as well and paid no attention to Sandy of which I was aware. There were also a couple of clubhouse parties that we were all at but I don't recall him ever paying any more attention to her than anyone else. Yet, here he was, telling me he wanted to have sex with her and directing me to help in his seduction plans. Do it or have him e-mail the videos out to my friends and colleagues.

He reasoned with me he too had heard the earlier stories of her college days from some of the guys from Chapel Hill that dated Duke girls. That and now that I had experienced same sex it was doubtful I would ever close the door on that chapter of my life. She was sure to find out one day I liked to experience sex with other guys as much as I liked what we did together.

While I understood his line of reasoning, sharing my girlfriend with him was the last thing I wanted to do. Nor did I want her to know about what we had been doing. Maybe over time, I could work it in to our lovemaking. Maybe even have her suggest some variety. But this was too soon. What would she think? How would she react? The one thing for sure was I was about to find out. 

I knew Randy was not k**ding and would do exactly what he threatened. Randy had suggested, no directed me to tell her to wear a blue jean skirt she had worn at a party a few months earlier. We were to drop by his place in our apartment complex for dinner and to watch the game. Sandy is not a big sports fan but she does like to socialize and I knew she wouldn't object. I was to tell her that he was having another girl over but when we arrived it would just be him.

One more little caveat to the plan was I was to convince Sandy to go without her panties -- or rather her thong. I didn't think that to be much of a problem. Actually she often discarded both the panties and bra under her dresses and outfits. She's simply the sexiest woman I have ever known.

She arrived at my apartment looking spectacular. Dressed in the denim skirt with a white sleeveless top that dipped just low enough to see her breasts. I noticed she had not worn a bra. Not a request on my part, just something she added. Her tits are firm and her little nipples were just two small points poking into the top. She wore sandals and had painted her nails a bright pink color. I made us both a vodka tonic and kissed her soft plump lips before I handed it off to her.

"oooom, that was good," she moaned. "Are you sure you don't want to blow your buddy off and just stay here tonight. I think I could make it worth your while..."

Actually blowing my buddy was exactly what he had in mind and my stomach turned at how I was a conspirator to his devious seduction plot. "We said we would go over. We don't have to stay late if you don't like." I actually hoped once we got there, maybe she'd suggest we leave. We could take off before he was able to exercise his plan. It would be her idea -- not mine. I had done my job in delivering her. Maybe that was the way to get out of this mess.

Sandy took a couple more drinks and then slipped off her sandals as she walked into my kitchen. Leaning against the counter she struck the most seductive pose. I wanted her. I wanted to attack her right there. I was so horny. I wasn't sure if I was worked up because of how she looked or because of what was planned for us that evening. I knew Randy intended to have us both. I would suck his cock. Perhaps we both would and then he would fuck her. He would likely fuck me too in front of her. My dick started stirring in my khakis thinking about it.

We had a couple of drinks and then walked across the apartment complex, past the pool, to his place. Randy was already preparing his grill when we walked up and we all exchanges pleasantries. Then he announced his date for the evening had something unexpectantly come up and had to cancel. He feigned that perhaps she was standing him up and actually drew sympathy from Sandy who felt bad a girl would do that to him at the last minute. If she only knew then, it was simply an act and planned all the time.

Randy had me flipping burgers outside as he and Sandy made a pasta salad and did other things in the kitchen. I could hear their voices and laughter but couldn't tell what they were saying. All I knew for sure was Sandy seemed to be having a great time as they cut up and had a few more drinks.

Sandy was in a sorority in college and is a bit of a professional when it comes to the party scene. I knew she could handle her liquor but I did note she was really sucking down the Grey Goose and tonic and Randy didn't hesitate keeping the spirits flowing.

We had burgers, beans, and a salad as we watched the basketball tournaments and chatted about friends we had in common. I noticed that Sandy had slipped off her shoes and was feeling relaxed as she slid up close to me and on more than a few occasions when Randy wasn't looking, nibbled on my neck or gave a playful squeeze to my pants leg. I knew instantly that she was horny as hell and if we left that instant she might actually **** me out by the pool on the trip back to the apartment.

I was just about to encourage her to tell Randy she wasn't feeling well when she asked to use his restroom. While she was gone, Randy put his plan into action.

"Okay, in a few minutes I'm going to say we're out of vodka and ask you to run back to your place for another bottle. No matter what she says, if she says she's had enough or it's getting late, you encourage her to stay. You got that?" Randy asked looking me in the eyes.

I looked down at the floor. Here it was, the moment I was dreading.

"I asked you as question," he shot back coldly. "You do understand? You go home and bring another bottle. I know you have it, and you can take your sweet time about it. But she stays here. Got it?" he shot back again.

I looked up, "I got it" I said softly with a slight shrug.

Then Randy reached over and pushed his remote and a video started up. I initially froze thinking it was me. Instead it was something akin to Girls Gone Wild. It was a bunch of chicks dancing on stage in a night club, rubbing up against each other and then stripping down to their bra and panties.

Sandy walked back in and looked at the screen. "What the hell are you two watching now?" she said with just a hint of a slur to her mock indignation.

Randy acted startled but he knew all the time she was there. "Oh, I was just showing Dale a video. If it offends you I'll turn it back but it was halftime," he lied.

"No, I'm not offended. What is it?" Sandy asked, her eyes glued to the Hi def screen as the girls gyrated to the music. She slumped down on the couch beside me as the scene shifted from a nightclub to two girls who appeared to be in a ship's cabin on a cruise liner as a voice in the background was encouraging them to kiss and undress each other.

I wondered if Sandy would say to flip it back but she still seemed glued to the TV as they kissed, fondled, and then began going down on each other. Once again her hand u*********sly slid onto my pants leg with no regard to Randy who was watching her every move.

When that scene ended it took right up with what appeared to be three college coeds giving a blowjob to three guys in a race to see which guy could cum on their face first. "Maybe I should turn that off," Randy feigned embarrassment. "I didn't intend to play all of that.. and certainly don't want to embarrass you Sandy," Randy lied. 

Sandy looked over and smirked, "I'm not embarrassed. Nothing I haven't seen before." Randy seemed emboldened by the statement and I too thought it a little suggestive but then again it could have been the alcohol talking. There was no doubt it was taking a toll on any inhibitions she might have had.

Randy got up and went into the kitchen before poking his head out and claiming we had an emergency. We were out of vodka and he apparently didn't have a backup.

"Dale, can you run back to your place and get another? Even if you guys leave shortly I'd like to have a few drinks when the game starts back up," he added.

Sandy didn't seem to be moved at his comment. It was almost as if she didn't hear him at all. Her eyes were still glued to the video of a blonde sucking her boyfriend's cock. She moved her lips up and down as she jacked his shaft and then would look up, "Cum for me baby. Cum on my face. Cum on me baby. Cum all over me," as she would take him back into her mouth and kept up her assault as the camera went to the next girl.

I patted Sandy on the leg and told her I'd be right back. I turned to look back as her gaze was still fixed to the screen barely acknowledging my statement. I knew this was the time. Randy would certainly make his move while I was gone.

I almost ran back to the apartment so I could get back as soon as possible. I wanted to be there when he tried something. Maybe she would resist him. What if she did and he kept on? What was I letting him do? My mind was racing as I hurried back and then reentered quietly behind them. 

Randy had moved over to the couch and was sitting beside her as they watched the girls now covered in cum, licking each other's cum covered faces and kissing. They were talking softly and it was difficult but I strained to hear Randy, almost in a whisper. "I think you would like it. I know Dale would. Him fucking that wet little pussy of yours while you sucked my cock like those girls were doing."

Sandy said something I couldn't quite make out. She was obviously not offended by his suggestion but she was putting up some mild resistance.

"C'mon Sandy, it'll be fun. I know you want to. I can tell how horny you are. Look at your top," Randy said with some degree of confidence he was making ground. Sandy looked down. While I couldn't see her front, I could only imagine her hard little nipples were now betraying her.

"See how excited you are. Imagine two guys fucking you...having two guys to suck your little nipples and eat that hot pussy of yours," Randy kept on. "Dale wants to. Dale wants me to fuck you..."

Sandy looked over at him and shot back, "Yea, I bet. I think I know him better than you and sharing me is not at the top of the list."

"Really," Randy smirked. "What if you're wrong? What if I can prove to you he wants us to have a three-way but he's too fuckin' scared to bring it up to you?" Randy kept on.

Sandy just looked at him as he eased off the couch, walked over to his entertainment center and fumbled with his video player. Here it comes I thought. I started to rush in but my legs felt like stone. I stood silent watching it play out.

"So you know him better than me huh? Maybe I have a surprise or two for you," Randy smirked as he hit play on the recorder and the blue screen filled with an image of his den with Randy sitting on the couch. The very den and the couch the two were sitting on now. "What is this?" Sandy inquired.

"Just watch," Randy shot back.

Then it happened. I walked into view on the TV screen -- naked, without a stitch.

"Holy shit..." Sandy started as her hand flew up to her mouth. "What the hell is he doing? Where did you get this," she kept on.

"Just watch," Randy said looking at her.

Our voices were crystal clear on the TV, "Get on your knees and come over here," Randy was saying as I sank to my knees and crawled over. "Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want to have right now." 

"I want to suck your cock. Can I please suck your cock?" I responded on the video.

"Oh my Gosh. I don't believe this shit," Sandy was saying through her hand she still had up to her face. That's Dale. I can't believe it. He's not going to do that. He's not going to..." her voice trailed off in disbelief as the video continued. 

"Yea, yea you can have it. Come pull it out. Come wrap those fag lips around my dick," Randy said on the screen.

I watched as Randy slid closer to her on the couch. He studied her face which was glued to the screen... watching me as I crawled over to Randy on the video. I was glued to the video screen as I saw the image of me, pulling Randy's shorts down. Soon I had them off as Randy grabbed his cock in his hand and held it up. "This what you want boy? You want to suck on this a while?"

"Yes, can I? Can I suck your cock? I want to feel your dick in my mouth, please," I had begged.

I could only imagine the look on Sandy's face as she watched the video of me sucking on Randy's cock. Randy had scooted closer to her on the couch and I barely heard what he said, "That turn you on Sandy? It turn you on to see your boyfriend sucking on my cock?"

"I... I've never seen two guys together," Sandy gasped. I never would have thought... I never imagined Dale would do anything like that," she said trying to find her words. Her eyes were still glued to the TV and I couldn't see Randy's hands but it appeared his arm was headed to her lap. Certainly his eyes were there. I could only imagine he was trailing his hands, his fingers on her bare legs.

"Watch it Sandy. Look what your boyfriend is doing. I think you're really going to like this," he continued. It appeared as if he had spliced out some of the action when it showed Randy reaching over to grab the lube off his den table. "Get down on your hands and knees. Tell me, what is it you want?" he said to me on the video.

"I want you to fuck my ass. I want to feel your dick back there," I replied back. 

"I don't believe this," Sandy gasped. "You fucked him. How long? How long has this been going on?" she asked. It was the first time she seemed collected as she looked back over at him and then down at her lap. Perhaps the first time recognizing his advances as he stroked her leg.

"A couple of weeks now," Randy answered back. "Does it make you hot? I think that little shaved pussy of yours is dripping," he continued.

Her head shot back, almost in shock he mentioned her anatomy.

"Yea, I know you shave. Just like I made him shave his. I bet its dripping now. Watching him give himself to me. Just like he wants you to do. Both of you. To give yourselves to me. Imagine me fucking your little pussy while he licks your twat... my dick as it saws back and forth in that hot little snatch of yours. Touch it. Feel how hard you made me," Randy went on and on.


I saw him grab her hand and guide it to his crotch. The couch blocked my view but I could only imagine her little hand wrapped around his flesh. In the background his voice from the video filled the room, "You like that bitch. You like that dick in you ass," Randy was saying.

Sandy looked back up at the screen. Randy was fucking me good, his balls slapping against my ass.

"I bet you want to suck this cock don't cha' baby? I bet you want to suck it like Dale did. Like he does," Randy said as he stood and lowered his shorts standing before her as his cock swelled.

"Dale will be back any moment. I can't believe this is happening. I simply can't believe he did that," she said in disbelief of the events which had unfolded.

"Why don't you ask him? Or better still watch him," he said as he acknowledged me standing in the back of the room by the back door.

"Come show your girl how much you love sucking my cock. Show Sandy what a little cocksucker you've become," Randy said looking right at me.

Sandy's head turned and saw me standing there. I was frozen. She obviously hadn't stormed out of the room when it all started. She hadn't turned away from the video. Instead she looked enthralled. I was almost in a trance as I walked into the den, knelt down and sank to my knees with his cock at eye level. “Go ahead cocksucker pull down my pants and get too it”. I didn't even look at her. I just took the cock in my mouth and started sucking. I felt the familiar warm head as it slid over my tongue. I could only imagine the expression on Sandy's face, watching me go down on Randy.

"See Sandy. He's a little cock slut. He likes sucking on a dick. Don't cha' bitch. You like that cock don't you," he kept on.

I nodded up and down with his dick still firmly lodged in my mouth. "Tell her, tell her what you like," he commanded. 

"I love your cock. I love sucking on your cock," I said removing it momentarily and then reinserting it in my hungry mouth.

"And you want Sandy to join you don't cha' slut. You want her to join you on your knees. Both of you sucking my cock together," Randy went on.

"Yes, I want Sandy to join me. Both of us sucking your cock," I heard myself saying almost in a trance.

I looked up at Randy who was staring back at Sandy. "Take your skirt off Sandy. I want you to play with that little pussy of yours while he sucks my dick. Take it off," Randy commanded her.

I watched out of the corner of her eye, almost scared to look at her. She sat motionless for several moments and then she undid a snap and a zipper and began to tug the skirt down her legs and then off her feet. Her bare hairless pussy was now in full view of Randy.

"That's nice. Such as pretty little pussy. Your top. Take it off too. I want to see those beautiful titties of yours," he added. This time she didn't hesitate as she pulled the sleeveless top up and over her head dropping it on the floor. Now she was totally naked as she spread her legs and rubbed her wet slit as he had asked.

"That's it baby, rub that little pussy of yours. I can't wait to taste it... to eat that wet little snatch of yours," he kept on. "You hot baby? You getting turned on watching Dale suck my cock?"

"Yea," she moaned as she rubbed her hot cunt.

I almost felt relieved. She was turned on, not disgusted at me.

"You want to join him don't cha' baby. You want to get down here and suck me too don't cha'" he stated rather than asked. 

"Yea, I want to. I want to suck your cock," she said staring at us both as she plunged her fingers in and out of her wet pussy.

"Scoot over slut and give your lady some room," Randy said as he moved me over. 

Sandy slid off the couch and took her place beside me. I could almost feel the heat on her face as she watched my lips slide over his cock. My spit was dripping down my chin as I worked the hot flesh. I took it out and held it out for her. She looked me briefly in the eyes before she opened her mouth and took it between her plump lips.

"Oh shit," Randy groaned as she sucked on his cock. I took my place sucking and licking on his balls as she worked his shaft.

I was startled with her voice, "So you going to fuck him. You going to fuck his ass?" she inquired before slipping Randy's dick back in her mouth, working it up and down.

"I was looking to fuck you but I'll fuck him first if you like. You want to see that? You want to see me fucking the slut?" Randy asked looking down at me.

"Yea," she said once again removing the cock with a little slurp. "I've never seen a guy get it in the ass before. I'd like to see it. I'd like to see you fucking him." 

"I can do that," Randy shot back "But then I get a piece of your hot pussy -- deal?" he asked.

"Yea, I'll fuck you. But I want to see that first," she said.

"Go get the lube boy. You know where it is," Randy said looking down at me. I left them and went back to the bathroom. Returning, Sandy was now laying back on the couch with Randy eating her pussy. Her eyes were closed as she rubbed his hair with her fingers, the way she had wrapped her fingers so many times before in my hair.

I stood by and let her enjoy herself as her moans filled the room. Eventually Randy recognized my return and instructed me to strip and then get down on all fours. He lubed up his dick and took his position behind me as he pushed the head of his dick against my asshole and then gently began to push it in. His dick slid in easily and I pushed back and met his thrust.

"Fuck, I have never seen anything like that," Sandy said softly as she looked on. "That's so fuckin' hot."

"Straddle his back Sandy and face me, "Randy urged. "I want to finish licking that sweet pussy of yours."

I heard Sandy get off the couch as she positioned herself over my prone body. I could hear Randy lapping on her box as her soft moans mixed with his body slapping against mine. His dick felt so good in my ass and I felt so relieved that Sandy was joining in on the action. It was a huge load off my mind as I now enjoyed the cock filling my ass.

"Look down baby. See that hard dick filling his bitch ass. I bet you'd like to feel that wouldn't you," Randy groaned. I bet you'd like to feel my cock up your ass too wouldn't you? 

"I've never done that," Sandy shot back.

"Never had anal sex," Randy questioned back. "No," she responded.

"I heard otherwise," Randy countered. "Phillips said you and he did all kinds of stuff and fucking up the ass was something you really got off on." There was a silence now with only the slapping of his balls against my ass filling the air.

"Mike Phillips... you do remember him don't you?" he inquired.

"How do you know Mike?," came Sandy's shocked reply.

"Mike and I were fraternity brothers at Chapel Hill. The way he told it, that was one of your favorite activities," Randy said back.

"That was... that was a long time ago," Sandy said almost searching for words to say.

"My question is did you like it? He claimed you really got off on it. You liked the feel of a hard cock up your ass," Randy pressed.

I was listening carefully to every word. I had never heard of Mike. And Sandy and I had never practiced anal sex. I couldn't actually remember it ever coming up but she certainly had never asked me to do it.

"So tell me...did you like it? Did you like a little fucking up the ass," he kept on.

"It was different," she shot back. Almost on reflection, "Yea, I liked it. Not at first, but yea. After a while I liked it. But Mike wasn't as big as you. Least I don't remember him being that big," Sandy added.

"But you want it don't you. You want me to fuck that ass of yours too don't ya," he pressed. I could just imagine the thoughts in her head.

"Maybe... yea, I'll let you fuck my ass," Sandy said back softly. 

I felt Randy slowing in my ass and then withdrawing completely as the prospects of fucking Sandy took priority. He slapped me on the ass telling me to go get a wet warm washcloth from the bathroom so he could clean up and then fuck her next. I rose off the floor and retreated to his bathroom as directed. 

"Clean it up," he directed on my return. I knelt down and washed his cock, making sure to wipe around his balls as well.

"Sit up on the couch," he directed Sandy and then positioned himself between her legs. "First I'm gonna' get a piece of that pussy. Get the lube and pour it on my cock boy that's it now Guide my cock to her hole," he glared over at me.

I reached down and positioned his cock at her wet hole as he slid easily into her wet pussy. Sandy moaned as he rocked back and forth, his dick disappearing in her box. They fucked for a few minutes with Sandy reaching down and pulling him deeper into her cunt, grabbing tightly around the cheeks of his ass.

I knew I should be jealous but I was actually turned on watching them fuck. Her moans mixing with his grunts. Finally he broke the rhythm saying he wanted to fuck her tight little ass now.

He pulled her onto the floor on her knees. "Lick her asshole and get it wet for me bitch," he said glaring at me. I knelt behind her and licked her little asshole. It was musky and tasted of her pussy juices. Sandy loved it when I licked her there. I tongued her hole and dipped my tongue in, fucking her with it. Sandy was moaning her approval when Randy barked for me to get out of the way.

This time he had me position his cock to her asshole as he squirted some lube on his shaft. I held the slippery dick in my hand as he eased his head in as I heard her moan and sigh. Slowly he eased more and more in, continuing to squirt more lube as he would stop to let her get accustomed before he then eased more of his shaft in her tight hole.

"That's it Sandy. Take that cock. You're taking it all. Just a little more," Randy encouraged her until he had eased it all in and was flush with her cheeks. He stayed that way for a minute, gently rubbing her ass with his hands. Looking over at me he said, "Get down there and lick her cunt."

I scooted under her and began to lick Sandy's pussy. She was rubbing her own clit with one hand and supporting herself on her right elbow as her ass was propped high in the air.

Randy moved back slowly and then forward as she moved with him meeting his thrust ever so slowly at first and then picking up speed.

"That's it. Fuck that dick baby. Fuck me. Ride that cock. Where's my dick Sandy?" Randy asked.

"In my ass," she groaned as she moved back and forth. I stuck my tongue up her cunt as Randy moved his dick further in and then sliding out of her tight ass.

"You like me fucking that ass don't cha...that dick feels good in your ass," Randy chanted.

"Yea, it feels good... your cock feels so good," she moaned back.

I watched Randy's dick move back and forth in her back door as I continued to lick her pussy and suck on her little clit. I felt a tinge of jealousy but I wasn't sure if I was jealous Randy was fucking my girl in the ass or because it wasn't me he was fucking.

"Damn baby, I think I'm gonna cum. Where do you want the load? You want me to cum in your ass," he moaned.

"Yea, give it to me," Sandy said as she bucked harder on his shaft. "Fuck me, fuck my ass. Cum for me," she groaned.

I could tell Randy was close to cumming as his thrust were more deliberate and Sandy too seemed to be on the verge as her legs quivered. In a massive thrust both seemed to converge. Sandy crying out and Randy grunting as their bodies slapped together, again and again. Sandy collapsed on top of me as Randy's dick slid out. She flipped on her side and then flat on her back as her breast rose up and down on her chest, her little nipples, hard and erect.

We all lay on the floor exhausted. Eventually Randy got up and walked into the kitchen to fix another drink leaving Sandy and I looking at each other without exchanging words. When Randy returned he asked me to leave them together. He wanted to chat with Sandy alone for a few minutes. I was apprehensive about it but Sandy gave a slight affirmative nod and I slipped back on my clothes. I looked back as Randy collapsed in a chair and Sandy still lay exhausted on the floor. 

I walked back to the apartment and looked out the window back across the complex every so often for Sandy. The pool area was well lit so I felt she was safe but I was still anxious to see her, to talk about everything that had transpired. How she felt about it.

Minutes d**g by slowly and I was getting quite concerned. More than once I picked up my cell to call and even started to walk back over. It was perhaps forty-five minutes later I saw a dark form moving toward my apartment and then into the light I could make out it was Sandy. I ran into the kitchen and made a drink and then settled into a chair as she walked into the apartment. She looked tired as she shut the door behind her. I noticed she was barefoot as she walked in the room.

"Where are your sandals?" I asked as she looked back for a moment collecting her thoughts. "Randy has them," she replied back. "He thought I'd look more like the slut he's made me, coming back over here without them." There was a long pause before she looked up. "He showed me the videos he's taken, and the porn sites. Dale, what were you thinking. Do you know what you've done?"

Sandy was looking me directly in the eyes now. "It's one thing to experiment, but he's blackmailing you. He's got all these discs that you two have made, and it's on the fucking Internet for anyone to see. How could you? How could you let that happen?"

I didn't even know how to respond. I looked down and my throat tightened.

"Well," she paused. I hung on the word which seemed to take forever. "I'm going to get it back. The videos will stop and he's going to take it down, and give it all to me but not without consequences."

"What consequences?" I shot back.

"Me. Us actually. For the next month we will both do whatever he asks," Sandy outlined. "We'll be his sexual slaves, his sluts as he likes to call it."

"You? He doesn't have a video of you," I shot back.

"No. He doesn't and you can bet your ass he never will. No, he's got the man I've been seeing for three years on videos, even downloaded on the fucking Internet. Imagine my friends, the people I work with seeing you do all that shit. I should just dump your ass. Then it wouldn't matter," Sandy said coldly as she stared back at me.

"You really fucked up. Fucked us both up, but it's not something we can't fix. But you need to understand what he intends to do," she went on. I was speechless as she outlined his plans.

"We will both be his little sluts for four weeks. He intends to see us both sucking our share of dicks and fucking strangers. He did promise we could use protection and there would be no pain involved. Just lots of fucking. Apparently he knows some bi guy at work, some couple. They're both bisexual and he plans on asking them over next weekend," Sandy explained.

"Two guys?" I asked.

"No, a couple, a man and his wife," she chided me for being slow. "Apparently they're swingers and Randy wants to see me," she hesitated. "He wants to see me eating pussy."

We were both quiet for a moment before I went there. "You ever done that?" I asked tentatively.

"No, some of the girls in my sorority fooled around with each other from time to time but that was not my thing. But Randy's determined I make up for lost time now. He intends to set me up with lots of women in the next month, so I'll get all the pussy I can handle," she said.

I felt my dick stirring in my pants from all the talk of her eating pussy. It was certainly a fantasy of mine to see her with another woman. Maybe her taking a strapon dick to her pussy from some chick. I even thought about her on her knees sucking another guy off. Some guy that was also likely to fuck my ass. This wasn't lost on Sandy who saw my erection.

"That's turning you on isn't it?" she chided. "The thought of me licking some girl's pussy or having her husband fucking me is a turn on for you isn't it?" she said matter of factly. "Take your pants off. I want to see. I removed my khakis and slid them down and my cock sprang to attention.

"Damn. You are something else. Well, he left you one more present tonight. Something he wanted you to have. Come over here," Sandy said in a very commanding tone.

She fumbled with her denim skirt and zipped it down pulling it off. "Kneel down there and lick my pussy," she directed.

I stared at her shaven pussy lips and could already see the semen that was dripping down her leg. "Lick damnit," Sandy said as she grabbed the back of my head and forced it to my mouth. Her pussy was warm and wet, mixed in her juices and Randy's cum."

"Get used to it because my pussy's liable to be filled with a lot with cum. Everybody but yours," she added coldly. The bad news for you is for the next month, my cunt in off limits to your dick. You can eat me anytime I like but for the next four weeks your cock doesn't come near it," Sandy continued.

"Randy said I am to pick up a strapon Monday and a couple of butt plugs. You'll be getting a lot of sex but only at the end of my cock. You can suck all the dick you want and we'll all be fucking that little ass of yours but there will be no pussy for that little dick. That's the price you pay for getting us in this mess."

I worked my tongue into her hot box, pushing further each time she outlined another rule. Their juices were coating my face as I sucked it down. I could taste the familiar taste of his cum mixed with her pussy juice as it slid down my throat.

"Jerk off. Jerk your dick while you eat my pussy," Sandy commanded me as I started pulling on my hard member. She pulled my face hard in her crotch as she fucked my tongue buried in her vagina.

"Yea, you're gonna be eating lots of pussy. If I have to lick cunts, you're gonna be licking and sucking, and getting that little ass of yours filled up with big dicks. And when this is over, I'm still gonna have you serve me. You hear me? When we're done with Randy, you're gonna do what I say... fuck who I say. If I want to get some fucking dick, they'll be no questions asked, and you'll be happy, and eat all that sperm out of my box," Sandy continued as she ground her wet box into my face.

Looking down at me she continued, "Stroke that cock. You like it on your knees eating somebody else's cum out of my pussy don't cha? You like the thought of me fucking other men and having you clean me up. Look at that cock of yours. It's as hard as I've ever seen it."

Sandy was right. I was about to explode listening to her. Telling me all the things she would have me do.

"Don't cum yet. Don't cum until I tell you," she warned. Her own legs were shaking as she groaned with my tongue buried in her twat. I felt her legs shake as I held on to the cheeks of her ass as she pushed hard against my cum covered face.

"Stand up," she commanded.

I rose to my feet and she sank down and took my hard cock between her soft lips. The head of my dick felt her wet tongue bath it as she went down on the shaft, jacking me off with her hand. She cupped my balls in her other hand, rubbing them, before reaching up and pinching my nipple. I didn't last long as I erupted in her mouth, blasting spurt after spurt which she greedily lapped up.

When I was done, she rose up and pressed her mouth to mine. I opened my mouth knowing full well what to expect as her tongue met mine and my own cum flooded my mouth. Lips slid together in a hot kiss as she wrapped her arms tight around me. I swallowed the cum she had deposited there as we continued to kiss, her tongue meeting mine, sucking on it, biting lightly on it before pushing hers back into my mouth.

She finally broke the embrace and pulled back looking me in the eyes. "I'll get us through this but no more deception, no more lies. She reached down and held my balls firmly and gently squeezed them in her hands to the point it hurt. "These fuckers are mine. You understand? We'll deal with Randy but in the end, they're mine to do with what I say you got it?" I simply nodded my head up and down.

"We'll do what he says for the time being but after this is over, I'll tell you who and when you can fuck you got it?" Sandy had never talked like that to me. It was a side I never seen. I nodded again, looking back in her brown eyes that seemed to pierce right through me.

"Do you love me?" she asked. It was the much softer Sandy. The one I had known for three years.

"Yes, I love you very much. I love you so very, very much," I said back looking back as a smile swept across her face.

"I know you do. And I know you won't be fucking up again. You'll do exactly what I tell you to do from now on. You're going to have to trust me and I'll get us both out of this but things will be different from here on out." She still had my balls in her hand and now she grabbed my shaft that had begun to soften. She held it firmly in her other hand. "But this little thing gets you in trouble and we can't have that can we? If we can't control it we'll have to cage it up. Now we wouldn't want that would we?" Sandy warned.

I wasn't sure what she meant by caging it up but I shook my head.

"Now, if I catch you being naughty again, that's exactly what's going to happen. We'll put it in one of those little devices that keeps you from playing with it at all. Now go shower and get in bed. I'm staying over and I'll be in there in a minute."

I went back and took my shower and then climbed into my sheets. I heard the water running and shortly Sandy entered the bedroom in a red satin gown which she d****d over the bottom of the bed and climbed in. I turned off the nightstand light and she cuddled up next to me. It was if none of the prior evening's events had happened. I held her tight as her head rested on my chest. Her breaths grew longer and more deliberate as I thought I heard her fall fast asleep with her long blonde hair resting on my chest.

I did love her and things had turned out okay. I wasn't sure what the next month held but somehow I knew, like she said, we would get through it. As I closed my eyes, I started getting visions of Sandy kneeling before some woman. Some woman we had never met, eating her pussy. I tried to get the images out of my head so I could sleep, but they kept coming back. Sandy licking cunts, lots of pussies. I rolled over and buried my face in the pillow as I felt her roll up and spoon behind me. Her arm d****d across my chest and then her hand slid down feeling my hardening cock, just before she dipped further, wrapping my balls in her warm hand, gently squeezing, reminding me of who was in control.