Remembering my predicament

I reached my house in record time. Liam was already there of course, sat on the couch waiting patiently for my arrival. As soon as the door was locked, I was shedding my clothes. Fast. There were no small talks, like 'How long have you been waiting?', or 'Are you still up for it?'; there was no need for that. We both knew exactly what we wanted. What we needed.

My dress flew over my head, and bra and thong hit the floor at what must have been record speed. Liam could only get his pants off before I pushed him on the couch, pulled his boxers off, licked his dick to make sure he was fully erect (unnecessarily), and lowered myself on his dick skewering my womanhood on his raging hard-on.

"Fuck," I breathed, starting to bounce up and down. "I used to say that girls who couldn't wait for sex were sluts, but damn, once you've had a dick in you everything changes."

In response, he grunted as one hand started rubbing my clit while the other shamelessly groped my tits.

The anticipation of having his cock inside me for so long had worked me up so much that this was enough to push me over the edge. "OhhhHHHHhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHhhhhh!" I moaned with closed eyes. Twitching as my orgasm hit me. My twitching cunt seemed to milk his cock, unsurprisingly making him explode in my hot, tight pussy. He must have been very aroused too. "Fuck!", we gasped in unison as I felt him pulsing and squirting in me. I pressed closer to Liam, nestling his face between my tits. "That feels so good."

As soon as his orgasm subsided, I rolled off him, and laid naked on the couch next to him with my legs spread. Tired from our quickie, but still excited.

Liam grabbed his phone and snapped a shot of me with his sperm dribbling out of my cunt. In response, I grabbed my ankles and raised them up by my shoulders, forcing a glob of cum out, which was promptly photographed.

"Oh shit," I yipped, jumping up. "I can't get any on the couch. Daddy might hear from the cleaners", I explained and ran to the bathroom.

While sitting on the toilet and letting Liam's cum flow out of my pussy, I heard my phone buzz with a new notification. Where was it anyway? It was in my purse last time I checked, which meant that it must have been lying near the door with my discarded pieces of clothing.

"Can you get my phone for me? I heard it go off", I asked Liam. Then I happily giggled, "By the way, there is so much sperm dripping out of me right now. You were horny!"

A few seconds later he walked into the bathroom with my phone and handed it to me. "Well, you were practically begging to have sex with me since earlier, why would that not arouse me?"

I was about to answer when I read the message that came in a few moments ago.

"What the fuck! I told you that you could only fuck one guy! You've had your fuck last night, now you're fucking another guy! One penis and suddenly you're acting like a cheap whore!"

I felt the blood drain from my face. How did he know Liam and I had just fucked again?

"Everything okay?" Liam asked.

"It's the guy that I lost the bet to.... Somehow he guessed we're fucking and he's not pleased I am taking a second round", I muttered, typing out my response.

"You never said I could only have sex once. You said I could only have sex with one guy. I am holding you to that. Same guy, two days."

"Well, I will let you finish up in here", Liam said, stepping out of the bathroom.

I waited anxiously for my blackmailer's next response, giving me some thinking time. How could he already be aware of what was going on inside my house? Could my blackmailer be one of my neighbors? As far as I was aware, none of them were college students, so that was not very likely, since he first blackmailed me with a picture snapped in school.

Maybe he had set up a hidden camera the first time he came to my apartment which was constantly filming me? I shuddered at the thought of that. But that was unlikely as well. First of all, we had sex in the living room, not in my bedroom where the camera would realistically be placed. Also, my apartment was cleaned twice every week, and none of the cleaners alerted me to any suspicious looking device.

My brainstorming was cut short by my phone vibrating in my hand.

"Fine. I did say that. But I want your pussy tight for me. You can do what you want with him, but he can't fuck your pussy anymore until I get to fuck it. If you want to have sex with him, you'll have to deal with his dick in your ass or mouth."

This seriously ticked me off. I was having a wonderful day till now, but this fucker had to spoil it with his weird demands.

"Liam, can you send me the pictures you took after you just fucked me?" I asked, straining on the toilet.

"Sure!", he replied and sent them.

"Well, you didn't say that fast enough. He just fucked my pussy before you said not to let him do that. I'll stick to having him fuck my ass and mouth in the future." I sent along with the pictures of me with my legs spread and sperm leaking.

"Ugh. Fine, but I want a picture to prove which hole he is fucking each time he's over there. Each time his dick goes in you, I want you to prove it isn't in your pussy, and if I figure out you are skimping on me, I will ruin you."

It felt great to think about how pissed off my blackmailer must have been. If he thought I would just obediently comply to each and every one of his whims, he was in for a shock.

I finished cleaning off the remains of Liam's climax, and left the bathroom with renewed enthusiasm, smiling from ear to ear.

"What's the matter?", Liam asked as soon as I was out.

I smirked, "Well, the guy I lost the bet to found out we're having sex."

"How?", he asked, "Is he, like, psychic or something?"

I sat down, "I'm not really sure, but I had to send him some of the photos you took of me last night. And I guess he saw me giving you my keys after class and put two and two together." I shivered. "I wouldn't put it past him to be watching the house though."

"Well, what does he want?", Liam pressed.

"He realized you are over here fucking me again and says you can't fuck my pussy anymore", I informed him, "At least, not until he gets a shot at it. He wants it tight for his tiny dick." I laughed, "It's okay, I wanted you to start almost exclusively fucking my ass and throat anyway. Our romp on the couch proved to me my vagina can handle anything his tiny dick can deal out."

I rubbed my butthole and winced. "This is still a little sore though, but I want you to keep fucking me in the ass so it can get used to being stretched. My personal trainer always says that if you are sore, stretching and working out is important to maximize your gains...." I gave him a lust filled glance, "And I want your dick as deep in my ass as I can get it."

"Holy fuck", he breathed, "How did I get so lucky?"

I laughed, "Oh, I am the lucky one. I did some googling. I learned most women don't get orgasms like you give me, and rarely if ever orgasm." I looked down at my feet and shuffled a little, crossing my arms under my tits, unintentionally emphasizing my nakedness and vulnerability. "You'll stay with me, right?", I glanced up at him. "You aren't just going to fuck me for two weeks then dump me like a cheap whore?"

I couldn't exactly put into words how I was feeling, but during the little time we spent together, I realized I felt very comfortable and safe whenever I was with Liam. I cared for him, trusted him, and wanted to please him more than anyone else in the world. Was it what people called love? I had heard of love at first sight, but could it really happen that quickly? Although, not many people got to third base while barely knowing each other like us to be fair.

"Oh, no", he replied, "If anything, I am terrified you will find a guy with a bigger dick and drop me like an old dildo." He closed the distance between us and hugged me. "I mean, I just quit my job for you. And fuck, with sex this amazing, I am going to be sad if this relationship ever ends."

I looked up at him in wonder. "You mean it?"

"Yeah!", he exclaimed, "Fuck, I mean, we're both computer people, right? I admit, we don't really know all that much about each other, but I figure we must have something in common. We'll have to see how it goes, but thus far, we're great together!"

I stared at him unimpressed. "Sex is great, but eventually you'll get bored of fucking me. And that's all we've done." I cocked my head, thinking. "But you know, we've got more than a year before graduation. Who knows, maybe the first man I fucked will end up being my husband." I reached down and stroked his dick. "But either way, I want this in my ass before we figure out what we're doing with our day."

"Sounds like we're doing your ass", he agreed and kissed me.

"As nice as that sounds, my ass can probably only take one or two sessions... Oh, and the asshole wants pictures whenever your dick goes in me."

"Like pictures of my dick in your ass?", he asked.

"Yeah, like pictures of your dick in my ass will prove you didn't immediately pull out and fuck my pussy." I shook my head.

"You'd do ass to pussy?", he asked, "My old girlfriend said that yeast infections suck and that's the risk there."

I thought for a moment, "Okay, Ass to pussy probably not. But I get the feeling if we did mouth to ass and back, cleaning your dick between ass and mouth, he'd want three pictures, one in my mouth, then one in my ass, then back in my mouth."

"Let's not give him idea", Liam said, "Ass to mouth can be problematic, you don't want him putting a shit covered dick in your mouth. But that mouth to ass sounds hot."

His dick jumped in my hand, finally recovering after fucking my pussy.

"Then let's do it."