CHAPTER 121: CHAPTER 120 BLACKMAIL

He lay back on the bed and said, "Come on top."

Blushing, with watery eyes, Mary straddled Hunter.

Hunter guided his cock and helped her slide in.

Then, with half-closed eyes, Mary placed her hands on Hunter’s chest and awkwardly moved up and down.

Her long hair fluttered, her mouth slightly open, occasionally humming.

Seeing her breasts bouncing, Hunter reached out and played with them, enjoying their softness.

His lower body occasionally thrust up, matching Mary’s movements.

Her small vagina struggled to accommodate his large cock, but with ample lubrication, Mary’s waist became more flexible and her big buttocks swayed even more.

Finally, as Mary reached another orgasm, Hunter ejaculated his hot semen into her vagina.

Mary’s legs went weak from being fucked, and she rested for nearly twenty minutes before regaining some strength.

She got up, tidied herself up, put on her clothes, and said to Hunter, "Are you satisfied now? According to our agreement, don’t bother me again in the future."

"You’re really ruthless, aren’t you?" Hunter’s face was no longer gentle, but cold. He took out a stack of photos from his bag and threw them in front of Mary, saying, "Take a look at these."

Curious, Mary picked up the photos and saw intimate pictures of herself and Hunter, some in very lewd poses, some even showing her buttocks raised, exposing her vagina for Hunter’s cock to enter.

"What the hell, Hunter? When did you take these?" Mary’s face turned pale, almost wanting to smash the photos in Hunter’s face.

But she knew it would be useless. If Hunter dared to show them, it meant he must have backups.

"I took these when we were making love before. Snapped them without you knowing. What do you think?" Hunter smirked, patting Mary’s face. "These are for you, I’ve got plenty of backups, and I’ll make sure your husband and even your parents get a copy to enjoy."

"You jerk, Hunter, you jerk."

Mary was almost furious. She never expected Hunter to use this to threaten her.

If her husband and parents found out, she would never be able to show her face again.

"So what if I’m a jerk? If I wasn’t a jerk, how could I fuck you?"

"What do you want from me, Hunter?" Mary asked through gritted teeth. "Don’t worry, I’ll definitely have you do something, I just haven’t figured out what yet. You’ll see."

With a big laugh, Hunter left.

When Mary returned home, it was already late. After a few words to her husband, she lay in bed, contemplating a plan.

She guessed that if Hunter really had backups, they would be on his home computer.

Whom could she find to help her delete these things?

As Mary was thinking, she received a text from that unknown number that had been harassing her. [Mary, what are you up to? Is your pussy itching? Send me a few pics?]

Seeing this message, Mary had a clever idea. She took two photos of her vagina and sent them over, then replied. [Your turn. Or are you too scared to show your pathetic dick?]

Provocation worked. On the other end, Jack fell for it and sent a photo of his cock to Mary.

Mary immediately recognized that the cock belonged to Jack!

She typed: [It’s really you, Jack!]

Among the people she knew, only his cock had that length! Jack was taken aback when Mary actually recognized him.

But he couldn’t let on, so he replied: [Ms. Grey, what are you talking about? Who’s Jack?]

[Don’t play dumb. I saw your big cock.] Mary replied. When he still wouldn’t admit it, she huffed and typed [Fine, if you don’t want to talk about it, I need your help with something. If you help me out, we can forget about what happened earlier. And I can grant you a wish.]

Jack’s eyes lit up. [What do you need me to do?]

He had been planning to set up his buddy Nick with Mary, but now she was coming to him.

[Help me steal something!] Mary texted, her eyes showing a hint of anger as she explained Hunter’s blackmail.

After a night of thinking it over, Mary had no choice but to turn to Jack for help. She knew Hunter must have secretly taken photos of her with his phone and backed them up on his computer.

She could get the phone, but the computer was out of reach. So she needed Jack to go to Hunter’s place and help her erase the photos.

Jack realized Mary and Hunter had a falling out. He felt satisfied and agreed: [Ms. Grey, don’t worry. I’ll get those photos back for you.]

Jack quickly informed Nick, who was thrilled.

"What an opportunity! I wish I had a shot like this," Nick said enviously. "You’ll be able to have your way with her whenever you want, right?"

"Don’t be jealous." Jack reassured Nick. "This is for both of us. We’ll go together when the time comes. She won’t refuse. And even if all else fails, I’ll make sure you get your chance."

"Jack, that’s wonderful!" Nick couldn’t believe his luck. After confirming the plan with Jack, he gratefully said, "You’re in charge from now on. I’ll follow your lead. Just tell me what to do."

The next day, they decided to act quickly to avoid any complications.

But plans can change fast. Just before leaving work, Emily approached Jack. "Jack, the toilet at my place is clogged. Can you take a look?"

Emily was a bit embarrassed, she had been asking Jack for help a lot lately.

"No problem, let’s head over." Jack didn’t mind at all. Emily meant more to him than Mary.

After informing Nick, Jack and Emily went to her place. After an hour of hard work, they finally fixed the toilet.

"Go freshen up with a shower, you’re all sweaty." Emily said kindly.

Jack caught a whiff of himself and rushed into the bathroom for a quick shower.

After he finished, Emily also went in to shower.

Maybe out of trust in Jack or for some other reason, she didn’t lock the door, just left it slightly open. Jack’s heart raced, tempted to push the door open for a peek, but he held back.

He didn’t want Emily to catch him and ruin the progress they had made in their relationship.

"Jack, I forgot my underwear. Can you find me a set, the red one, please don’t mix it up."

"Sure." Jack agreed absentmindedly and opened the closet to search.

Seeing the neatly arranged pajamas and underwear, Jack felt a rush of excitement.

He located the red underwear Emily mentioned and couldn’t resist giving it a sniff.

Imagining Emily in that underwear set got him aroused.

Taking a deep breath, he composed himself and handed the underwear to Emily promptly.

After a brief wait, Emily emerged from the bathroom in just her underwear.

The bra barely covered the lower part of her breasts, providing ample support, creating two perfect half spheres on her chest.

The D-cup size seemed inadequate for her breasts, with half of her dark red areolas peeking out. As Emily got worked up, the small bumps on her areolas were visible.

Moving down, below her round belly button, a two-finger-wide lace band adorned her waist. Since she skipped stockings, the three suspender clasps dangled on either side of her thighs.

The most enticing part was the panties. They covered her waist down to the base of her thighs, enveloping her entire buttocks.

Despite the coverage, they were probably the smallest in volume, fitting comfortably in a cigarette box.

The thin fabric of the panties gave Emily’s buttocks and crotch a faint red hue from a distance. Up close, the sparse soft hairs in the crimson pattern delicately clung between her thighs, even revealing the pores.

Noticing Jack’s blank stare, Emily felt a mix of pride and scolded.

"What are you staring at? It’s not like you haven’t seen it before."

"Emily, you look stunning." Jack wiped his mouth. "Can I hug you?"

"No." Emily instinctively replied. But seeing Jack’s dejected expression, she couldn’t help but chuckle.

She thought, ’After all, he is a big boy, why be so strict? Plus, what if I push him towards Mary?’

"Okay, you can hug me, but just that, nothing more!" Emily’s slightly damp hair cascaded over her chest, failing to conceal her ample breasts.

Jack embraced Emily, leaning in to kiss her slender neck and soft chest.

Emily’s body heated up, trembling slightly, but she didn’t resist. Instead, she reciprocated the hug.

As Jack continued his kisses, Emily took the lead, sliding her fragrant tongue into his mouth.

Jack’s actions grew more intense. His right hand firmly gripped Emily’s full buttocks, while his left hand, under the underwear, squeezed her breast firmly.

The soft yet firm sensation was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure to his brain. Emily shot him a glance before pulling out his already stiff cock from his pants and gently stroking it.

The pleasure from Emily’s soft hands, alternating between loose and tight grips on his cock, caused all the blood in Jack’s body to rush to that area. His erection was so intense that it was starting to ache, with waves of pleasure spreading through his body, pushing him to the brink of climax.

"Emily, I really like you, I really do." Jack kissed Emily’s cheek while whispering in her ear.

"I like you too." Emily gave Jack a hand job, initially just for fun, but she soon became aroused herself.

Her vagina was already producing sticky discharge, and Emily knew that if Jack wanted to have sex with her now, she wouldn’t stop him.

With Emily’s actions, Jack felt like he was floating, incredibly thirsty as he subconsciously swallowed the saliva in his mouth, his heart racing and his face flushing red.