Step-Mother On the Desk

[LP1957]

Arriving at the bar I order a double scotch and a large beer. Telling the bar tender Joe that I have some work to do and that I don’t want to be disturbed. I make my way to the corner booth and open my laptop.

Taking a large gulp of my drink I pull up the surveillance camera and pray that the sight will be better. Richard is gone, but my beautiful bride Lauren is face down on my desk. Still naked, her legs are spread and I can see the sperm of my own son seeping out of the gapping hole that was just fucked

My sons seed, my possible grandchild was dripping from her and onto the blotter on my desktop. Lauren was staring directly at the camera, a dazed look on her pretty, mascara smeared face. As I watched the screen I downed the remainder of my scotch and half my beer.

Only half closing the laptops screen I motioned to Joe for another scotch. My cock was again stirring in my soiled pants.

 

[wickedpen]

When Rich asked about the blinking red light my heart nearly stopped.

I quickly turned and walked out of the room. Rich followed and I said "He has lots of surveillance" I told Rich who turned white.

"You think he watched us?" he asked incite-fully.

"If not live, he will certainly review the day's action" I said annoyed with Rich. "I am going to put on some clothes and then straight up his office. You need to figure out how to hack his videos or we are both in deep shit." I said trying to imply the importance of this.

 

[ericrodman101]

"I need to figure out how to hack his videos?" I follow Lauren out of the den. She closes the door behind us. I am trying to remember if it was locked and who had the key.

"Or we're both in deep shit?" Who is the slut kidding? She's the stupid cunt who married my father and fucked his son. His virgin son. Although on reflection I'm wondering if anyone is gonna believe that.

Both naked, I follow Lauren back to her room. I can't remember where her clothes are. Or mine for that matter. They'll turn up somewhere in the house. She lets me into the bedroom behind her, seemingly oblivious to my presence, goes to her wardrobe and starts throwing clothes about like a crazy woman. I grab hold of her shoulders and try to calm her down.

"Hey, hey, hey!" She is not looking at me. "If he's watched everything then getting dressed isn't gonna change anything." I'm surprised how mature and rational I sound. Especially when I'm about to get a hiding. "We might as well just say we fucked up and face the music."

Lauren feels so weak and vulnerable in my arms I could throw her on her own bed and fuck her again. And if dad is home soon, she's gonna get fucked anyway. Hard, I'd say. I've heard him do it to her before. I've always wondered if that's what she likes or if there's something going on, but after today, I'm thinking hard is what she likes. Still, there's hard and there's real fucking hard.

"Hey, Lauren, listen to me. Do you think I should clear out?"

 

[LP1957]

Finishing off my second set of drinks, much too fast I stumbled as I stood up. Armed with this liquid courage, I was ready to confront the slut and that son-of-a-bitch son of mine. I chuckled to myself. He was a son of a bitch. His mother did nothing more than use me for my cock and my money, then left me with Richard.

Now it seemed the negative dividends were still being accumulated. For all I had done for that boy, he was now naked, in MY house, fucking my wife. Up her sweet, tight asshole none the less. Well at least she wouldn't get knocked up. I had a vasectomy right after my marriage to Richards mother had imploded. I wasn't going to make that mistake ever again.

I was ready to kick Rich's ass out of my house and my life forever. Lauren was another matter indeed. I adored her. While I always put on the air of being in complete control, when it came to her that was completely untrue. She played me like a fiddle. She molded and moved me in any way she pleased.

All she had to do was whip out her tits, or flash her tight ass at me and I turned to putty. She would have, or allow, me to fuck her to my hearts desire. But it always benifited her in some way. New clothes, her personal trainer, a weekend vacation alone.

In my drunken stupor I realized she was whoring herself all this time. Trading her irresistible sexual attributes for what I could provide her monetarily. The trouble was, I liked it. After all my time controlling business dealings and being the "Hard Ass" I enjoyed being at her whim at home.

Had I let that go too far? Was she just fucking anyone and everyone? Or was it just Richard? I had to find out. I stumbled to my car, in hopes I wouldn't get pulled over on the short drive home.

 

[wickedpen]

"Guilty" I said in the dimly lit room. "I know you have surveillance of me here, like I am some criminal. Like an animal under lock and key. I needed it. I needed to feel a young man's desire" I said into the darkness as he had hardly stepped into the room.

"So what do you want to do about... this ... situation?" I said with a devil may care attitude.

He did not speak so I did. "Did you watch it?" I asked. He shuffled and I knew he had.

"Did it excite you?" I asked taking a wild chance .

 

[LP1957]

Making it home I parked in the garage and made my way inside. Checking out my study first, it smelled of raw sex. His cum had been wiped clean, but there was still the stain of it on the blotter. Other items were present, but clearly out of place. As if they had just pushed it to the side for their little tryst, then put it back all here and there as if in a hurry.

Her dressing room door was open so I headed there next. I could see her sexy silhouette from behind in the unlit room. I couldn't tell if she were naked, or wearing her tight form fitting yoga outfit. She looked gorgeous in the very dimly lit room.

Before I could yell or confront her she simply said "Guilty." admitting her sin. I looked about behind me, no sign of Richard. He must have got out while he could.

"I know you have surveillance of me here, like I am some criminal. Like an animal under lock and key." were her next words. She talked as if she had done nothing wrong, nothing out of the ordinary.

"I.....I only have a camera in my study dear." I stammered, being accused of treating her as a criminal had me being the one to feel guilty. "I have important documents in my desk that need to be kept secure." I tried to explain.

"I needed it. I needed to feel a young man's desire." She explained. "But with Richard? Of all people why my son?" His voice and tone almost making it sound like any other person would have been forgiven or ignored.

"So what do you want to do about... this ... situation?" "Did you watch it?" She knew the answer to the second question was yes. I had watched it. Hell it had made me cream in my pants like a 13 year old. I think she knew as well the answer to the first question as well. I would do about this, whatever she deemed best for us.

And finally "Did it excite you?" Again my cock, the cock that was maybe half the size of the one belonging to my own flesh and blood that had been up her ass not an hour earlier, betrayed me. As she slowly turned around to see me in the light of the hallway, the cum stain on the front of my pants and my full erection were giving me away.

 

[wickedpen]

I knew he would cower. The rich man power is easily userpt by the desire for pleasure.

"So do you want to watch the recording, got to bed or," I paused wondering how far I could push him. I decided to go all in, "I could call Rich back and you can watch from the chair or through your camera. Is that how you like it? Removed, so you can stroke that little cock while I get truly fucked?" I said as the months of annoying weakness overflowed into a much meaner question than I expected.

I glared at him as he stood motionless under the spot light. I stood and stepped into a spot light at the doorway. I was naked and he could see me clearly.

"What's it gonna be?" I said firmly.

 

[LP1957]

"Lauren I...... his words betrayed him. There she was her back to him in the very dim light asking him: "So do you want to watch the recording, got to bed or," His cock giving away that he had already watched and enjoyed seeing her being pleasured. Pleasured in a way that he never had and knew he never could.

"I could call Rich back and you can watch from the chair or through your camera. Is that how you like it? Removed, so you can stroke that little cock while I get truly fucked?" Were next out of her mouth. Even turned away from him her words were precise and cutting.

"NO!, no I couldn't be in the same room. He's my son Lauren. My own flesh and blood." The "little cock" comment made him cringe, yet it made that cock spasm again in his pants and he worried there may be a second stain if he wasn't careful.

He was average in size. Just a fraction under 6 1/2". If anything he was lacking somewhat in girth. Having seen his own sons penis which was half again as long as his and easily over 2 1/2 times in girth had him feeling humiliated (which again made his dick twitter and leak).

"What's it gonna be?" she said firmly as she turned her completely naked body to him stepping into the bright light. Seeing her in all her glory he dropped down to his knees in front of her and she knew he would do anything she asked of him now.

 

[ericrodman101]

Lauren sort of shrugs when I ask if I should clear out. But she looks worried. I find my clothes and dress and think about leaving the house. But hey, it's my house too. And she's the one who came onto me. What's the worst that can happen?

Then again, I know the worst. He might hit me. Is the old man up to that? Or throw me out.

They might fight. Get divorced. Ha! Who's gonna leave town, Lauren or Dad? Like I care. Stupid fucks.

What I really wanna do is see the tape. I wanna see how good I look fucking on film. My technique. My size. How she reacts. Am I good? So where the fuck will the recording be?

There's a void in the middle of our house. An old elevator where the servants in the old days used to hoist things up and down stairs. It runs to the room we call Lauren's dressing room. When I hear Dad come home I hide in there. Then I realise they've both gone to the dressing room. So I climb up and listen.

He sounds pretty shaken. And she's just tearing strips off him, like the oversexed slut she is. He must have known she was fucking every guy in town. when he married her.

I hear her say he has a little cock and does he want to watch us fuck. I wonder if I could actually fuck Lauren in front of my own father. Hey, I'm hard just thinking about it. Hmmm.

But he says 'no'. And then she taunts him and he says he'll do whatever she wants.

There's a panel in the back of her wardrobe where I can get from the elevator into the dressing room. I used to climb through there as a kid. I am listening hard for what happens next, wondering when I should make my entrance.

 

[wickedpen]

"So on your laptop?" I asked as my pathetic husband was kneeling probably praying I would not leave him for a bigger dick. Funny how men think dick size overcomes monetary power. But to my advantage here so.

"Go to the bedroom and strip. Then turn on the feed from the office." I said as my heart began to race. Something about performing had triggered me. I felt like a bomb counting down.

I knew Rich was around but not exactly sure where. So I made it clearly and loud "Go to your room!" I was not sure if he was stunned by this role reversal or possibly making another stain on his conservative khakis. I waited as he collected his things and walked past me with his head hung down.

I reached out and grabbed him by the balls and bit his ear and hissed "be sure to cum all you want before I come to bed, cause I am going to be sore from... well you will watch."

He moaned and I was pretty sure he came with that demonstration. I had no idea how much he would get off on being dominated. I should have started this long ago.

 

[LP1957]

“Go to the bedroom and strip. Then turn on the feed from the office.” She commanded him as he knelt before her obviously giving up any power that he might have held. But then they both knew from the very beginning that it was her mind and her pussy that were always in charge.

Now it was all just out in the open. No more premiss that he was the husband in charge, the domineering father and business tycoon. Oh, she would still leave him the latter. After all, it was his money and power in the community that made her Queen Bee of Scott County. He would be allowed to keep that position.

Husband in charge was an assumed position only to the outside world. That was gone now. Domineering father was teetering on a high wire as well as she ordered him to pull up the tape of his very son butt fucking her on his “private” desk. There would be nothing private to him from here on out.

I stood tentatively and went to make my way past Lauren to my room. My cock straining in my pants and threatening to once again explode without being touched. As I passed by my beautiful naked wife she grabbed and squeezed my balls.

It was not a loving playfull squeeze as she had done in the past whenever the mood hit her. She squeezed hard and held tight as she bit my ear bringing pain there as well and whispering into it: “Be sure to cum all you want before I come to bed, cause I am going to be sore from….” She paused only a moment and her grip got even tighter. “well you will watch.”

Wait? Was he pulling up the old tape? Now it sounded if she were going to reenact the scene in the present.

His poor little cock again sprutted in his kahakis. He couldn’t remember cumming so hard and so much, or twice in such a short time in recent years. She was going to make him re-watch the whole act of Richard his son taking her spread asshole in clear view as she lay across his desk like a wanton whore. Or worse yet, make him watch them fuck again live as he was only two rooms over.

I moaned a deep low moan from the pain and obvious pleasure that this little ordeal had brought as I walked slowly to my room removing my clotes as I went.

 

[ericrodman101]

From inside the wardrobe I can hear Lauren yelling at dad, 'go to your room' and 'get your laptop'. She's so loud I'm thinking that maybe it's for my benefit. She knows about the wardrobe and I think I should climb out and reveal myself. She's going to make him watch us fucking on the tape. But is she going to watch it with him, to taunt him or make him do what I've done to her, or what?

I climb through the wardrobe and open the door. She's standing at the dressing room door, naked, my dried cum glistening in her thighs, looking straight at me as if she knew where I was the whole time.

"So?" I say, shrugging, wondering what the fuck is going on. "You're here and he's in there doing what? Watching us fuck? I mean, I thought we'd both be in for a hiding, but you're the one doing all the shouting."

I'm dressed but feeling my cock harden again. Lauren just stands there, looking so fuckable I wonder if she's inviting me to take her again, or teasing me, or daring me, or what? Doe she want us to perform for dad or just fuck and see what he does about it? I don't really care. I just want to fuck her and fuck the consequences.

 

[wickedpen]

I put my finger to my mouth as your mouth runs on like a nervous kid.

"Stay here" I say knowing he will follow but stay out of site.

I walked tot he bedroom and said "spread eagle on the bed" as I went to the closet and pulled four neck ties off the rack. My husband obediently did everything i asked. Now naked in all his glory laying face up with his arms and legs stretched towards the corners of the bed as though this was not the first time we had done bondage. He knew what he was doing I recognized.

"You like this don't you?" I said as I slowly began tying his hands and feet to the frame of the bed. I propped his head up in the pillows so he could watch. I opened his laptop which was still unlocked on the screen of the live feed from the study. I looked at it and then at his cock and then at him as he was a mix of fear and complete arousal. His cock was as hard as I had ever seen it but I left it untouched. Not something i am usually prone to do.

I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV mounted on the wall and found the recording from our first escapades in his office, on his desk, and set that to run and repeat.

I saw Rich hiding in the hall in the soft glow from the TV and the laptop.

"Rich doesn't know, you know, so you are not going to tell him are you?" I asked him sternly. He quickly shook his head as he struggled with his binds as the need to stroke his aching cock grew.

"OK he is coming back and I am telling him you are drunk asleep, so keep it down in here." I said as he nodded quickly. I smiled and blew him a kiss then I stepped out int the hallway and closing his door.

In the hall I kissed Rich like an animal. So invigorated with power and sexual exploration our tongues snaked together as he tried to mount me on the wall in his strong hands.

"In the office baby" I breathed into his ear as I pulled his hair back. "I want it on the desk again" I said glaring at him. I was done being the toy around here.

 

[LP1957]

Lauren let go of my balls and I whimpered down the hall like a scolded puppy that had just pissed on the carpet. I had retrieved my laptop from my office, cringing again at the cum stain that seemed to have grown on the desks blotter. By the time I transverse the two doors down to our bedroom I was naked. I set my shirt and socks in the laundry hamper. My soiled pants and boxers I laid upon the chair in the corner.

"Go to the bedroom and strip. Then turn on the feed from the office." Having accomplished the first on the way in, I opened my laptop and recalled the tape from two hours earlier. Again my son Richard was pushing his monster of a cock into my wife's tight little asshole. "Yes Rich fuck me harder!" she exclaimed as he looked to be tearing her open.

Lauren's screaming 'fuck me Rich, give it to me' over and over. As the tape drones on and I can't keep my eyes off of his dick sliding in and out of her backdoor. My own son responds with: "Hey baby," grabbing her shoulders tighter and banging into her as hard as he can. "Gonna split you in two, you fucking whore."

Only I can talk to her like that, a moment of rage and jealousy runs through me. She may have the power over me. And his specimen of a cock and his youth may just give him the power over her. But DAMN IT ! I still hold the power of their home and incomes.

Just as I was thinking I was getting my balls back, Lauren entered ordering: "Spread eagle on the bed." With no hesitation at all I did exactly what she told me to. Despite my cock being covered with my own dry cum, mixed with the fresh batch of wet cum. Cum that it gave freely without any touch or physical stimulation. It grew to full mast as she retrieved some of my neckties.

"You like this don't you?" She smirked as she took each limb and securely tied them to the four corner posts of the bed. Then propping my head up so I could see the large TV screen, she took possession of my laptop. She easily pressed a few keys and the taped adventure from the office was now fully shown on the 65" TV screen on the wall at the foot of our marital bed.

Richards 9" cock now looked to be a foot and a half as it pistoned in and out of Lauren's overstretched bung hole. "Rich doesn't know, you know, so you are not going to tell him are you?"
I shook my head no, unable to remove my eyes from the fucking on the screen. Even with her inches from me, naked, his cum staining her legs & ass I could not overt my eyes from the TV. My own cock again harder than I could remember, just aching to be touched.

I had shot my wad twice, without so much as a single stroke. "Be sure to cum all you want before I come to bed, cause I am going to be sore from... well you will watch." she had told me just moments ago in the dressing room. I hadn't had time. Now I was wishing I had done so first as I strained at the neckties, only causing them to get tighter still on my ankles and wrists.

She told me I had to remain quiet as well. There was no audio on the recording. But two doors down, if they were to keep those doors open, or even ajar I would hear everything they did or said short of a whisper.

She left me then. High, hard and in desperate need of love and touch. "In the office baby." I heard her say in the hallway. "I want it on the desk again." Their footsteps almost at a scamper down the two doors to my no longer privet sanctuary.

As they entered the doorway the surveillance camera, again picking up the motion, flickered on the TV screen. I was now subjected to a split screen viewing of their previous encounter rolling over and over on a never ending loop and what was currently occurring less than 100 feet from where I lay unable to move.

 

[ericrodman101]

So Lauren wants it on the desk again. And while dad watches from the bedroom. Jesus, I hope this is a good idea. I can't believe he hasn't confronted me. But then Lauren has him where she wants him, the stupid fuck. I knew this would happen. She was always the town bike. And the stupid cunt fell for her.

As soon as Lauren and I walk into the den the red light starts blinking. Movement activated I guess. I wonder what he's got in here he doesn't want us to see. Certainly not me fucking his sweet young wife on his desk. He sure as fuck wants to see that. Or she wants him to see it.

"So," I say, stripping off again, and running my hands over her tits, turned to face the blinking light, "Let's give him a show."

Lauren doesn't say a word, just turns, bends over the desk, spreads her legs, and wriggles her ass.

"No, up on the desk."

We climb up and I position her so her ass is raised and I can crouch over her and pile drive her vertically from behind. I'm rock hard straight away. I just hope she's wet because I'm gonna go for it, but then I don't really care.

I grab her round the hips, adjust her butt cheeks so I can see her ass hole, then lower myself in, cock head slipping neatly into her already stretched anus.

"Hold on tight, honey," I say, and then just slam my cock into her ass, straight down to the balls.

 

[wickedpen]

I am excited again as Rich is a horny young man and acts it. I had to stop him from just mounting me again. I grabbed his cock and redirected getting enough leverage to turn and lay back on the desk looking up at Rich with his cock against my lips. Then one long movement into, onto, through me brought of him into me.

My cry echoed through the walls for a brief moment I thought about that pathetic husband of mine. Move up a little more with each thrust until I could lean my head back enough to look into the camera. I licked my lips and winked knowing how hot this would be making him.

Then I reached up and pulled Rich into me. I pulled my legs back and let him give me the kind of sex I had needed for sometime.

"That's it baby, let me feel it, all of it" I said laying back and letting Rich do his thing.

 

[LP1957]

As I lay alone in our bed, my arms and feet tied to the bedposts. My eyes tied to the TV screen which showed my beautiful young wife being fucked up her hot tight ass by my very own son. The images from the afternoon now etched into my brain.

It was no wonder that when the screen flickered and split in two that I started watching the right side to see what would happen next. Ny naked wife was the first to enter saying over her shoulder to my son who followed in close behind her: "I want it on the desk again."

His reply as he quickly stripped off his clothes: "So,Let's give him a show." as he looked directly into the cameras eye. His massive cock again at full mass and ready to take my wife, his step mother. Where he got his endowment ran through my mind. It certainly wasn't from my side of the family.

I remembered his hippie mother had two brothers. They used to swim naked in our pool. Paul, the younger of the two, his cock was long and thin. While Rick, his was short and very fat. Of course I never saw either of them hard, but it looked as though my son had gotten the best of both worlds from the two of them. For he was both extremely long and as big around as Lauren's wrist.

As my wife got up on the desk and pointed her sweet ass at the camera wiggling it at him and me as well in such an inviting manor. Only her usually tight little puckered star was still gaping a bit from its earlier assault. The view from the big screen looked right up inside of her, with Richards dried cum framing the hole he wanted so bad to get back into.

As my son lined his monster prick up to that hole again, Lauren as quick as a cat took hold of his cock in hand as she flipped herself over and moved up so that his tool now was aligned to her married pussy.

Before my poor boy could figure out what was going on, he slammed balls deep into her cunt instead of her tight little asshole.

She cried out in a deep piercing scream that passed right through the walls and pierced both my ears and my heart. As Richard began to pound into her with all his youthful abandon, Lauren scooted herself up until her eyes could meet the camera.

Knowing she was looking directly at me as she panted and moaned. I could see her lick her lips as her first massive orgasm neared. When she winked at me I could feel my own dick leaking again. How I hadn't passed out from dehydration at this point I couldn't fathom.

I could almost read my sweet brides lips as it looked like she said to him: "That's it baby, let me feel it, all of it." Whatever she said had Richard fucking her deeper, harder and faster.

Moments later I could tell she was in the throes of another deep orgasm. I could only think, is she on some type of protection? I had been snipped years earlier. Before we had married so we never thought or worried of such matters. Now the thought of my wife giving birth to my grandson haunted my mind as my cock again throbbed again and begged for attention and touch.

 

[ericrodman101]

OK, so Lauren doesn't want me fucking her ass again so soon. I guess that's understandable. She's already had a good seeing to. I was pretty fucking rough, although she gave me every encouragement. Maybe I have some things to learn about limits.

She works me out of her ass, then lays on her back on the desk. I can see what she's doing. Making eye contact with the camera. With dad in the other room. She wants him to see her face as I fuck her. See what it feels like when his whoring little wife takes my cock in her pussy.

"Let me feel it," she says. "All of it." She takes my cock, guides me in, then sort of pulls me in all the way. This is what an experienced whore feels like, I guess. A slut who can make you feel like your cock is ten feet long, like she's the tightest, sluttiest cock-whore who ever fucked. And then she pulls her legs back so I can fuck her with my arms straight and my palms flat on the desk, her feet up at my shoulders. At this angle I can just go for it. But I can't see her face. She's leaning back, her head almost over the edge of the desk, making eyes at dad, I guess.