Blackmail

Chapter 2- Blackmail

Victor's strong hands continued their relentless assault on Sofie's massive breasts.

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He lifted her left tit upward with his left palm while pressing her right tit downward with the other, then reversed the motion in a slow, rhythmic kneading that made her heavy, soft flesh overflow between his fingers.

His cock was rock-hard, throbbing painfully against the front of his pants as he ground it against her plump ass from behind.

The broken buttons of her chef's jacket left a wide gap, exposing deep, creamy cleavage that jiggled with every possessive squeeze.

"Leave me… and do what you came here for," Sofie breathed, trying to sound firm.

Victor chuckled darkly, his breath hot against her ear "I am doing exactly what I came here for, you delicious slut."

"Leave… then…" Her voice trembled as her knees weakened.

A hot flush spread through her body, making her thighs press together instinctively.

She tried to pull his hands away, but her fingers lacked strength, her round ass pushed back slightly against his bulge despite herself, her juicy lips parting in a soft, involuntary gasp.

Grinning, Victor pulled out his phone with one hand while the other kept groping her enormous tits.

He tapped the screen and held it in front of her face "See how much love we've already shared?"

The video started playing.

It showed Sofie from behind in a cowgirl position, her great, round ass bouncing aggressively up and down on Victor's thick cock.

Her short curly hair was messy, glasses slightly turned, and her massive breasts swung heavily with every lewd drop of her hips, her juicy pink lips were open wide as she moaned like a whore in heat.

"Ahh— I've never felt like this before!" video-Sofie cried out.

"Your dick is amazing, Victor… fuck my brains out… My husband would never— ahh— make me feel this full!"

Sofie's eyes widened in horror "When did you take that?! Delete it right now!" her voice cracked with panic.

Her face flushed bright red as the video continued.

On screen, she was slamming herself down harder, her perfect ass rippling with every impact "I'm sorry, honey… but this is so good— Ahh!"

Victor's eyes gleamed with triumph "I wonder how your husband Adam would react if he saw this, hearing his perfect wife scream about how his cock could never satisfy her."

Sofie froze, trembling.

She stared at the screen, watching her own body betray her—those heavy tits bouncing wildly, her thick thighs quivering as she rode him desperately.

Her right hand clutched her left arm tightly, knuckles turning white.

She bit her juicy lower lip, unable to look away from her own lewd performance.

"Fine," she whispered, voice barely audible "I'll do whatever you want."

Victor smirked, teasingly slow "Are you sure?"

"Stop it and just get it done," she snapped, though her trembling body and hardened nipples pressing against the fabric told a different story.

She added softly, eyes averted, "I can't let anyone see that…" her broken button chef's jacket gaped wider, making her massive cleavage look even more obscene.

She didn't want this, yet she had no choice, her body was already responding, betraying the devoted wife and mother she tried to be.

Victor didn't release her breasts.

Instead, he slid his palms underneath the heavy, overflowing globes and lifted them upward, weighing their incredible softness.

Three fingers dug deeply into the soft flesh on each side while his thumbs brushed her stiff nipples. He pinched one sensitive peak firmly and pulled it outward, stretching the fabric of her bra.

At that exact moment, back at their family home, Adam stepped through the front door after a long business meeting.

He loosened his tie and placed his office bag on the chair "Ethan? Is Mom still at the restaurant?"

Ethan, sitting on the sofa playing video games, didn't look up "Yeah, she's still there."

Adam frowned slightly "She's late today. I hope nothing happened."

"Daaad, I'm starving," Ethan complained in a desperate, whiny voice.

Adam chuckled "Alright, Daddy's going to make some hamburgers, Sound good?"

"Yay!" Ethan cheered, pumping his fist.

Back in the restaurant's private room, Victor pulled Sofie into a deep, French kiss.

One hand gripped the back of her neck while the other stayed firmly on her waist, yanking her curvy body against his.

His mouth devoured her juicy pink lips, sucking and biting gently.

Sofie let out muffled sounds— "Mmh… ah…" —as his tongue pushed inside.

"Use your tongue more," he growled against her mouth "I want to taste every inch of you."

He caught her tongue with his own, sucking it greedily like a piece of candy.

Sofie startled with a surprised "Wait—", but soon surrendered, tangling her tongue with his in a wet, slippery dance.

Victor tightened his grip on her waist and pressed her palm against his throbbing erection through his pants while sucking her lips dry.

Lewd, wet kissing sounds filled the room.

"Your spit tastes so fucking good," he murmured between breaths.

Sofie could barely speak—Victor gave her no room to breathe, only desperate, needy whimpers escaped her.

He spun her around suddenly, pressing her back against his chest.

His hands returned to her massive tits, squeezing them roughly as he peeled the chef's jacket completely off her shoulders.

Beneath it was a practical but sexy white lace bra—a comfortable everyday style a busy chef-mother might wear, yet it looked sinful on her, the delicate lace cups struggled to contain her enormous breasts, the fabric sheer enough to hint at her dark, stiff nipples poking desperately against it.

The bra lifted and pushed her tits together, creating an mouth-watering valley of cleavage.

"I couldn't get any work done today," Victor groaned, massaging her tits firmly over the bra "All I could think about were these two perfect fuck-bags."

"Shut up and do your work," Sofie hissed, looking away while clearly fighting back moans, her voice was thick with arousal.

"How cold," Victor laughed "Weren't you crying tears of joy while jumping on my dick like a desperate whore?" He pulled her heavy breasts outward like soft rubber, then let them bounce back heavily.

"It's disgusting… to be toyed with by a vermin like you," she trembled, but her body was honest—her nipples were so painfully tight they looked ready to tear through the lace.

Victor yanked the bra down in one swift motion, freeing her massive tits. They spilled out heavily, soft and bouncy.

He cupped both in his hands like oversized soda cans and attacked her nipples with his mouth, sucking both stiff peaks at the same time.

His tongue swirled and flicked hungrily.

"Your nipples are this hard already? You're such a cheating bitch, Sofie."

"Mmh… That was… just a biological reaction… ahh!" she moaned softly, trying to hold back.

Even as she spoke, Victor sucked her breasts like a man starved, loud and wet "Even if you say that… your body is telling the truth."

He finally released her tits and dropped his pants.

His cock sprang free—thick, veiny, and long, with a swollen purple head already leaking precum.

It was significantly bigger than her husband's, pulsing with raw need.

Victor grabbed her soft hand and wrapped it around his throbbing shaft, forcing her to stroke him "This is the dick that was buried so deep inside you that night."

Sofie closed her eyes at first, but she couldn't resist stealing glances at the massive cock in her hand, her fingers moved faster, stroking him with growing eagerness.

As she did, her braless tits—now completely exposed in the open chef's jacket—bounced aggressively.

The heavy, soft flesh jiggled and slapped together with every stroke of her hand, her stiff pink nipples tracing lewd circles in the air.

"The memory of that night is making you wet, isn't it?" Victor taunted, reaching around to grab one bouncing tit roughly while she pumped him.

"I didn't even remember that night," Sofie lied softly.

Victor smirked evilly "The way your tight pussy lips gripped me that night… I keep coming back for more." He grabbed her other hand too "I'm close… but you need to do one more thing."

With a wicked grin, he pulled her fully open chef's jacket off, leaving her completely naked from the waist up.

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Her massive breasts hung free, heavy and inviting, nipples glistening from his saliva.

He took his throbbing cock in hand and—