The Misogynist (Part 1)
Chapter 1: Video
Somehow over the years as I grew up, I began to have a crush on my stepmother. The fact that she was beautiful had a lot to do with it. I should mention that my sister is gorgeous too. My stepsister. She never liked me very much, but that was not true with my stepmother. She, Sandy, was always nice to me, but somewhere along the line, I forgot to think about her as a mom. At least as my mom.
One day when both Sandy and Stephanie were out I did a little secret camera set up. I had bought these tiny high-definition cameras for spying and hid them in each of their rooms. There were six of them. Very expensive, but I put them on the credit card my dad had given me. My Dad is an asshole, but that is another story. But, he never checked to see what I bought, he just paid the bill. I put three in Mom's room and another three in Stephanie's room and just bided my time. I was sure Sandy would have some guy over, but I guess she was afraid to get caught with me there. So, after a week of nothing I decided to set a trap.
At the time my stepmom had just turned thirty-five and my stepsister, who was just three when Sandy and my Dad got married, had just turned eighteen. My Dad was forty-five, so one can surmise, correctly I might add, that my stepmom was a trophy wife. But she liked me. She always treated me like her natural son, but I thought of her differently.
At the time, I was home from college, twenty-three, so my stepmom did not treat me like a child. "Hey, mom. Me and some guys are going out tonight. I will be late. Okay?"
"Sure..., have some fun. Do you need any cash?" Now I am no fool, so I told her a few bucks would be okay. My stepmom went to her purse and pulled out a hundred-dollar bill. I forgot to mention, that Sandy is a generous woman. So I took the money and then when she was not looking, I took my laptop with me.
I climbed into my car drove down the street and parked around the corner. We live in a nice neighborhood so I did not worry about my car being stolen or vandalized. I then did a return reconnaissance to my house. I had to carefully open the gate to the side of my house, very carefully, as it tended to squeak. Not that either of the ladies could probably hear that gate, I was just being overly cautious. I had left the window to my room open and I quietly sneaked in and went to my laptop. Stephanie had already made plans and was at the movies, one of the rare times she went out. That is why I selected that particular Friday to spy on my stepmom.
So I waited. Sure enough, about nine that evening Sandy came into her bedroom, some black stud following her. In seconds they were undressed, and she was on top of him, his cock inside her. I could not help myself, as I watched on my laptop I pulled out my not-so-small manhood and began to stroke my cock. Watching my mom fuck this stud was so hot. More importantly, I would have the entire thing recorded on my laptop. The things I could use this for. What I mean is the plans I had for this video.
God, they were hot and heavy. Sandy is a slut. I mean she loves getting cock. At one point they turned perfectly to the camera and I watched as he did her doggy style. It so happened the cameras I purchased had microphones built in, and I could hear every second of their encounter. The sync with the video was perfect and I enjoyed the show. Finally, after thirty minutes, they finished so I closed my laptop and slipped out of my room through that very same window. My car down the street, I went out to dinner and then a late movie. I could not wait to show the video to my stepmom.
Chapter 3: Mom
I sat down to breakfast a couple of days later. Stephanie was out running errands for Sandy. With the list Sandy had given her, I knew it would take at least a couple of hours, so, I had to get to it. Sandy was sitting across from me eating a bowl of cereal while I drank my morning coffee. I had already eaten my breakfast and had my laptop in front of me with a pair of earphones on. I knew she would be curious about what I was doing, Curious as to what I might be watching.
I saw her sort of peek her head above my screen and look at me, "Whatcha watching?" I just smiled and did not answer, waiting for her to come around and take a look for herself. Eventually, her curiosity got the better of her. I did not say a word as she came around the table and looked at my screen. She stood there frozen as she witnessed her black lover, my mother on her knees, fuck her like a dog and not so gently either. She made loud noises of pleasure as he pounded her and I have to admit it made my cock hard as a rock.
"Jesus!" My mother screamed. "What the fuck... I mean, how... God damn it, Damian! Yeah, your name befits you that is for sure." By the way, my name is Damian. "How the fuck. I mean..., you planted cameras in my fucking bedroom!"
"Oh yes. You like? It seems you love his cock, anyway."
"This is not funny. God damn it Damian..., this is not fucking funny!"
At this point, I turned and looked at her. My eyes bored into her. I was making sure that she saw the look on my face was serious. That I meant what I was about to say. "Oh, this is not meant to be funny. This is blackmail."
She turned white. As white as a sheet. You see my beautiful stepmother has a prenuptial agreement with my father. If she were to be caught cheating, she would lose everything. She would be thrown out on the street. "I..., I..., I mean what do you want? Fuck."
"Exactly!" She stared at me. She did not understand what I meant at first. But it began to dawn on her. There was a look in her eye. Something like fear..., maybe a touch of curiosity. After all, as I had learned from a very special video, my mother is very horny.
"What exactly do you mean?"
I closed my laptop, took off my earphones, and stood up. I grasped her hand and said, "It's simple. We are going to go into the master bedroom and I am going to fuck you. It's either that, or, I am going to send a copy of this little video of mine to my dad. So, what do you say?"
Again. That look of all the blood draining from her face. She looked down but finally managed to speak. "You..., you are my son."
"Oh c'mon...,
Mom
," I said with a sarcastic bent to my voice. "There is no biology involved. I am your stepson. Aside from that, well..., you are one very hot babe." I still had her hand in mine and I started to walk towards her bedroom. She balked for a moment but quickly realized she had no choice.
We walked down the hallway and then entered her bedroom. The master bedroom is at the opposite end of the house from the four other bedrooms. Though my sister was in her bedroom, it was far enough away, that unless we made very loud noises, she could not hear anything that might be going on in the master bedroom. The bedroom of my stepmother and my father.
I walked into the room, half dragging my mother. I had a big evil grin on my face as I walked across the room and jumped onto the bed. What I mean by
evil grin
, is that I am sure she thought it was evil. I turned over on the bed and lay back, my hands behind my head as I propped myself on her pillows. "Now, Mom, undress for me. I want to see your naked body. I mean the video was fun, but I want to see you in person." She was hesitant. I could see that she was very nervous. Perhaps even scared, though, as I was to learn she was not frightened.
Slowly she began. Let me set the picture. She was wearing a thin cotton top, with her thin white bra underneath. Her nipples would pop all the time and I am sure she was not unaware of this. She had on bluish-white shorts which showed off her beautiful tanned and incredible legs, and sandals on her feet. First, she took off her sandals, then tentatively unbuttoned her blouse. I did not mind, it was like being teased by this beautiful woman. Then she slipped it off, and let it drop behind her. "You are an asshole, Damian. Your name so fits you."
I smiled, for right at that moment my name did fit my actions. You know, devil child. I mean, I wanted to get laid by my mom. God that sounded and sounds very hot. "Just finish undressing. You are making me very horny."
Next, my stepmother pulled down her shorts. Underneath, a pair of sexy underwear. She stood for a moment unable to move. I admit, I was a bit mean at this point. "All of it! Take off your clothes!"
Again she hesitated. Finally, as she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, I began to take off my clothes. She was now blushing as she slipped one strap of that bra off of her shoulder and then, hesitantly, the other. What beautiful tits Her nipples were hard making cock twitch. I finished removing the remainder of my clothes and Sandy just stood there. Sandy was acting shy and I almost laughed as she took off her underwear and stood, covering her pussy with her hands. "Oh my God, you are beautiful. Now come over here and straddle me." I said as I stroked my cock.
Her eyes went wide. I have a large eight-inch cock. Not just eight inches of raw manhood, but it is fat. I had never had any complaints except from a lady or two who had a bit of difficulty with it at first. "It's okay, mom. You will get used to it." She walked across the room and crawled up the bed into position. Now, not so shyly, I think she had accepted that she had to fuck me. She crawled up the bed and then moved up my body. Lifting her left leg, she straddled me, her pussy just barely away from my hardness. I intentionally popped it up, slapping it against her slit.
"Oh!" She exclaimed
"Now, down. Mom, slide down and place your cunt on top of my cock." She did as she was told I could feel her warmth and yes, my mother was wet. Okay, some people say that it is an autonomic reaction, but I could tell she was horny. "Okay, mom." I motioned and helped her to lift. I grasped my hardness and she took the hint and lined up her opening with my cock. Slowly she slid down on me, a look of pain on her face.
"God, you
are
so fucking big."
I smiled at her as she slowly moved up and down, trying to get more of my cock into her. "Oh..., God, Mom. You..., your pussy feels so good. Oh yes. Fuck me, Mom. Yeah, fuck me." As I said this I reached up and grasped her nipples. She could be mad at me, but I could tell she was enjoying pumping up and down on me.
"Quit..., quit calling me mom. We are f-fucking..."
"Oh, fuck Mom. It turns me on to call you Mom."
"Shit, f-fuck. Your cock is so God damn big. Jesus." But she was getting wetter, her pussy so hot, a look crossed her face and I knew she was getting into it. "God..., your father has half the cock you do."
