Blackmailed Becky: Group Session's
Everyone in this story is over the age of 18!
This involves nonconsent and abuse, if that is a trigger for you I would recommend not reading!
I have had some time off writing Becky's story, however after I wrote my "50 stories in" I had a lot of messages and comments about Becky and I wanted to continue it. Hopefully you enjoy!
My Home Life
Myles is lying down on his bed, smiling back at me with a few quiet moans escaping from his mouth. I'm slowly grinding myself forward and back with his cock balls deep in me, he is moaning faster and faster and I know he is getting close to cumming.
My own orgasm is a long way off but to make him feel better I start to fake my moaning.
"Oh god, I'm about to cum." I whisper, grabbing my tits and making myself shake on top of him.
As soon as I say this, Myles grunts and I feel him cumming inside of me. I carry on riding him for a few minutes, making sure that's he is fully finished before I climb off and lay next to him. He's panting for air and has a big smile on his face.
Turning to face me, I feel his hand resting on my tummy.
"I can't wait to meet her." He says and kisses my cheek, I smile back at him and look into his eyes. Such a kind and loving person. If only he knew that it's not his.
I look down at my growing belly and then back at him.
"I know, it's gone so fast." I whisper.
"Yeah it has, 6 months have flown by." He says.
I look at my belly again, turning back I see Myles is already falling asleep. He always does that after sex.
I lie back.
6 months, 6 months since Steve got me pregnant. I feel bad for lying to Myles but what can I do? Steve definitely isn't going help. At least Myles loves me, and our future daughter.
"Becky?" I hear Myles whispering.
I groggily open my eyes and see it's daylight outside.
"What time is it?" I ask.
"8am." He says.
"Shit." I say getting myself out of his bed.
"Sorry, my alarm didn't go off." He says rubbing my back.
"It's okay, I'll get changed and go." I say in a huff, grabbing my baggy dress and putting it over my head.
"Hopefully soon my parents will loosen up and not care about you staying." Myles says, I just grunt in response.
I know his parents hate me, they think I ruined their sons life by getting knocked up. So, like most mornings that I have stayed at Myles's house, I have to sneak out before they wake up. Normally I leave at 6am but now I'm going to be at risk of being caught.
Kissing Myles goodbye, I try to be as quiet as possible leaving his house. Just as I reach the door I hear movement behind me.
"Hello Becky."
Fuck! It's Myles's dad.
Turning around, I give him a faint smile.
"Hi." I say back.
"I thought we told Myles that you aren't allowed to stay over." He says to me.
"I'm sorry." I whisper, not really knowing what else to say.
I watch as he slowly walks over to me, his short black beard looking messy, as though he has just woken up.
"I appreciate that you didn't plan on getting pregnant Becky," He says to me, whispering as though he doesn't want anyone to hear, "But the fact is that Myles can have a bright future ahead of him and I don't want this baby holding him back."
I can't actually believe this man, his son his having a baby and his thoughts are to try and get rid of me.
"If Myles wants to support me and the baby then he can do as he wants." I tell him.
"You should leave." He says standing over me.
"Gladly." I spit out before opening the door and leaving.
Getting into my car I start driving, although rage from that conversation is making me shake.
Finally arriving home, I slam my door shut and head inside.
"You're back late." I hear. Turning my head I see Steve sat on the sofa smiling back at me.
"Myles's alarm didn't go off." I grunt back at him.
"What's wrong with you?" He asks.
"Myles's dad, he's being a prick because I'm pregnant!" I moan to him.
Steve just laughs and stands up.
"What's so funny?" I ask.
"You're angry that his dad doesn't like you for getting pregnant, when you're going to let him raise my baby." Steve says approaching me.
This just reminding me of the guilt I have for putting Myles in this position. I did try and end it with him before telling him I was pregnant, but then he found out from one of my friends and he assumed it's his.
I couldn't tell him that actually I was being blackmailed to have sex with my boss and being whored out, so I let him believe it.
And now, I'm just too far into the lie to get out.
"We need to talk about the future." I tell Steve.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
"Well, Myles keeps asking to come to my place. I can keep him off for a while but when the baby comes I can't stop him from coming to see her." I tell him.
"I see your point, I will have a think." He says and then puts a hand on my shoulder, "But for now you have another job to do." He says with an evil smile.
"Yes, Master." I whisper back.
Getting onto my knees, I undo Steve's trousers and pull out his thick cock. Why does he have to be so much bigger than Myles? Gripping onto it, I open my mouth and take him down my throat with ease.
Bobbing back and forth I feel Steve gripping my hair and forcing me deeper, taking his cock balls deep down my throat. Feeling his balls resting against my chin, my gag reflex pretty much gone I gargle around his cock and run my tongue all over it.
He wastes no time fucking my face, instantly my spit is pouring down my chin and his balls hit me over and over.
Sex with Myles last night just served to tease me and I can feel my pussy already getting wet from Steve's abuse.
He lets go of my hair and I pull away from his cock.
"I need you to fuck me, now!" I say looking up at him as I wank his spit covered cock.
"You fucking whore, get onto the table now!" He orders.
I jump up, desperate for a good hard fuck. Pulling my dress over my head, my underwear is already off and I spread my legs.
Steve comes over and grabs onto one of my nipple piercings.
"You've become such a good whore for me." He grunts.
"You love it don't you." I moan back to him, loving him twisting my nipple piercings.
"I do." He says, I look down and see him lining his cock up with my drenched pussy.
"Just fuck meeeeeeeee!!" I moan feeling him shoving his entire thick cock balls deep into my pussy.
Steve starts fucking me hard and properly, the type of fuck I need now if I am to get off. He grabs my tits that are already growing from my pregnancy, then he grips my throat hard.
"Look at you," He grunts whilst fucking me, "Your belly is growing with my baby, you dirty fucking whore!" He moans.
His cock feels so fucking good in me, his hand gripping my throat is just enhancing my pleasure and I start to moan louder and louder.
"Fuck me, fuck my pregnant fucking pussy!" I moan out, grabbing my tits and squeezing them.
"Fuck yessss!!" Steve moans loudly and I feel his thick cock erupt inside of me, forcing out my own orgasm.
"FUUUCCKKK!!" I scream out as my legs shake and quiver around him.
Steve keeps thrusting into me, making sure I milk every last drop of cum from him.
He pulls out and I instinctively get onto my knees and take his wet cock into my mouth, bobbing up and down and licking off every drop of his and my own cum.
"Good slave." He says pulling me away from his face, "Now, you have work to do." He tells me.
"Yes Master." I say, standing up and then going to my room.
Loading up my laptop I log into my AmateurFans account and see I have twenty new followers. A few comments on my videos and pictures and a lot of tips. Steve is nice enough to let me keep all of the money I make on AmateurFans which is actually quite a lot now, more than I ever earnt at the fast food restaurant.
I go live and show the 200 people that are watching my freshly fucked pussy that's filled with cum. Since getting pregnant it seems I've gotten even more followers, I don't know why but they seem to love it.
I stay on there for an hour, fuck both my pussy and my arsehole with my dildo's until I cum for them all. I still don't show my face on it, although Steve says that will earn me even more money. I'm just not ready for that.
For that one hour of work I earnt £300 and I close my laptop, both of my holes are pretty sore and I think of what to do for the rest of the day.
The New Follower
One week later.
I've just met one of my regulars, Jeremy. He had me bend over the bonnet of his car and fucked me in my arse. Steve has them all wear condoms now thankfully. I get back into Steve's car and we split the money in two.
This is nothing strange for me now, I've come to terms with my life as a prostitute, to be completely honest, I actually like it. The sex isn't always the best, but something about knowing I am getting paid for fucking these men gives me a great deal of pleasure of self confidence.
Again, since getting pregnant I have been getting more calls and meeting up with more men. Between this and my AmateurFans account I am pretty busy and making a lot of money.
I have a brand new car, the latest phone and I can buy any clothes I want. Except for the outfits that Steve wants me to wear.
Of course, I still wear the collar that Steve got me all the time. That with the piercings are always reminders that I belong to him.
After Jeremy came while fucking my arse, I get in my car and I'm driving to see my mum.
"Hey mum." I say giving her a hug and sitting down in a coffee shop.
"Hey sweetie," She says with a smile, "Look at you, you're starting to get big now."
"I know, I still can't believe it." I say back to her.
"How's Myles doing?" She asks.
"Great," I say and then a woman comes to take our orders, "He's started his new job in sales." I tell her.
"Oh great, is he enjoying it?" My mum asks.
