Straight Female / 36
I am a 36 year old mother of three. I'm a redhead with blue eyes and my measurements are 34B-25-35.
This summer I and my husband hired a fifteen-year old boy named Freddie to babysit for us. He came highly recommended from friends and while we had some reservations about allowing a boy to sit for our children, we overcame those quickly upon meeting Freddie. He came across as such a responsible, level headed and charming young man.
Having a sitter allowed my husband and I to begin having weekend date nights, something we sorely needed. Our relationship had been in decline for a little while, as children and careers took a toll. That old spark had nearly gone out and we needed to rekindle it.
What I didn't know was that Freddie was a little snoop and he would log into my personal desktop computer whenever I and my husband would leave the house. I wasn't computer saavy. I knew nothing of passwords or privacy settings. Hell, I even made a notepad document of my all my sign-in information usernames and passwords as a failsafe just in case I ever forgot them. He had access to everything. My Facebook, my e-mail.
That's where he found the e-mails from my boss at work. I had been carrying on a little affair with my boss. It added spice to my life and excited me. Things I sorely needed before this summer when the hubby and I began dating again. I've tried to call things off with my boss, but he just won't take no for an answer and asks for nude pics or special favors from time to time. All the incriminating evidence was there in my e-mail account. Saved mail, sent mail...
Freddie had me and he knew it. So the little bastard started to blackmail me into sex.
It isn't bad enough that I have to give him head or bend over and let him fuck me in the ass or my pussy on those rare occasions we we're alone. Sometimes he makes me get on webcam and perform for him. I strip on demand, I get into whatever positions he asks for. I insert everything from my fingers, to hairbrush handles, to the dildo Freddie knows I keep hidden in a shoebox in my closet.
He calls me his cum slut and makes me answer to that name. When I refer to him, I have to address him as "master".
Last Tuesday he set up a rendezvous between us at his house. His parents were out and we had about an hour alone. Or we would have been alone if Freddie hadn't of had three friends over (a black kid and two more white kids). Friends of his, the four boys stood around me with their cocks out and I, on my knees, serviced each of them one after the other. And everytime they'd orgasm, they'd cum on my face and in my hair, laughing and calling me whore and slut.
The weird thing is.... as much as it humiliates me and I hate it, as much as I loathe Freddie for using me, it turns me on too. I got so wet when I gave Freddie and his friends that gangsuck.
What the hell is wrong with me??
This summer I and my husband hired a fifteen-year old boy named Freddie to babysit for us. He came highly recommended from friends and while we had some reservations about allowing a boy to sit for our children, we overcame those quickly upon meeting Freddie. He came across as such a responsible, level headed and charming young man.
Having a sitter allowed my husband and I to begin having weekend date nights, something we sorely needed. Our relationship had been in decline for a little while, as children and careers took a toll. That old spark had nearly gone out and we needed to rekindle it.
What I didn't know was that Freddie was a little snoop and he would log into my personal desktop computer whenever I and my husband would leave the house. I wasn't computer saavy. I knew nothing of passwords or privacy settings. Hell, I even made a notepad document of my all my sign-in information usernames and passwords as a failsafe just in case I ever forgot them. He had access to everything. My Facebook, my e-mail.
That's where he found the e-mails from my boss at work. I had been carrying on a little affair with my boss. It added spice to my life and excited me. Things I sorely needed before this summer when the hubby and I began dating again. I've tried to call things off with my boss, but he just won't take no for an answer and asks for nude pics or special favors from time to time. All the incriminating evidence was there in my e-mail account. Saved mail, sent mail...
Freddie had me and he knew it. So the little bastard started to blackmail me into sex.
It isn't bad enough that I have to give him head or bend over and let him fuck me in the ass or my pussy on those rare occasions we we're alone. Sometimes he makes me get on webcam and perform for him. I strip on demand, I get into whatever positions he asks for. I insert everything from my fingers, to hairbrush handles, to the dildo Freddie knows I keep hidden in a shoebox in my closet.
He calls me his cum slut and makes me answer to that name. When I refer to him, I have to address him as "master".
Last Tuesday he set up a rendezvous between us at his house. His parents were out and we had about an hour alone. Or we would have been alone if Freddie hadn't of had three friends over (a black kid and two more white kids). Friends of his, the four boys stood around me with their cocks out and I, on my knees, serviced each of them one after the other. And everytime they'd orgasm, they'd cum on my face and in my hair, laughing and calling me whore and slut.
The weird thing is.... as much as it humiliates me and I hate it, as much as I loathe Freddie for using me, it turns me on too. I got so wet when I gave Freddie and his friends that gangsuck.
What the hell is wrong with me??
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