13 comments/ 78929 views/ 89 favorites Dad Asks Son to Fuck Stepmom By: maxjax "I'm sorry, what?" Damien's stomach dropped. He was in deep shit. His dad was staring him down. Nothing about his look or his tone suggested he was angry but Damien was still terrified. "Do you," John repeated, "want to fuck your stepmother?" "What? No! Why the hell would you ask me that?" asked Damien, shooting his father a look of utmost incredulity. John crossed his arms and rolled his eyes and with a sigh he began to speak in the kind of calm and patient voice that only a father could pull off. "Son, I know you're lying to me. You know that Ella has been working out more and more lately. Getting in shape. Well she's noticed that you tend to, how should I say this, *lurk* when she's on the elliptical and she asked me to talk to you about it." Oh fuck. He was caught. Damien had indeed been paying more attention to Ella lately. He had taken to admiring her newly toned body while she did her cardio. How could he resist? His stepmom was an exotic dark skinned Indian beauty with waist length black hair, huge DD tits and the sweetest ass he had ever seen. She had gotten married to John when Damien was young so he couldn't truly appreciate her beauty then and after she had her first and only child with John she had let herself go but now she was back in shape. The pot belly and second chin was gone, replaced by a stomach that, while not washboard abs, was flat and tapered off. How could he resist staring at her when she exercised right there in the living room in those tight yoga pants and a skimpy training bra? Damien knew that he was caught but he also knew that his dad was on his side. Damien had never been able to truly get along with Ella. She wasn't his mother, just his father's wife and the two had been at odds when he was growing up but they were civil to each other now. John had always had his son's back and regardless of what happened, Damien knew he could talk to him about anything so he chose to fess up and face the lecture. "Ok, yeah. You caught me. I've been looking at her working out," admitted Damien. John gave a small smile but he pressed the issue. "I didn't ask you if you spied on her workouts. I already knew that. I asked you if you wanted to fuck her." His father's bluntness was surprising but Damien answered anyway. He and his dad had a lot in common and he guessed that John just wanted to see him squirm. Damien wouldn't give him the satisfaction. "Yes I want to fuck her. I want to bend her over and fuck her like a bitch in heat. Is that what you wanted to hear?" He half expected John to lose his temper but his dad surprised him again. "How long have you wanted to fuck her? Is this a recent thing? You just want to take a spin because she's suddenly got her figure back?" Damien blinked. This was fucking weird. What did that have to do with anything? Truth be told he had wanted to bang his stepmom ever since he first learned about masturbation. Not because of her physical attractiveness, god knows that back then she wasn't anything to look twice at with all the baby weight, but because she was his stepmom. The taboo of the familial relationship had excited him even when vanilla porn got boring. He knew that John could tell when he lied so he just told him the truth. No this wasn't a sudden thing, he had wanted to mate with Ella ever since he was a young teen. He admitted all of this to his dad freely. After all John did ask him if this was recent. "Am I in trouble?" the son asked the father. Incredibly instead of rage or even thoughtful contemplation, John's face split into a wide grin. "That is exactly what I wanted to hear." Damien was stunned. He and his dad were close and he knew they could talk about anything, but he certainly wasn't expecting to hear that John was glad that Damien wanted to fuck Ella. His wife and the mother of one of his children. John noticed the freaked out look on Damien's face. "Oh don't look at me like that. Let me explain. You know about my situation don't you? You're one of the few people that do." Damien knew that there was only one situation he could be talking about. John had a secret. He had done a very bad thing. About ten years ago he had taken a mistress and gotten her pregnant. Essentially he now had two families. The mistress knew he was married but Ella had no idea that John had another woman and even a ten year old daughter on the side. What Damien didn't know, however, was what the fuck did that have to do with him wanting to fuck Ella? "Yeah dad I know about your deeds. What about it?" "You know...and so does Ella." Damien's jaw dropped. This was it. His family life was over. His dad got caught. He almost started to hyperventilate as he imagined Ella getting 50% of everything John owned. That bitch definitely wouldn't leave anything behind. To the poor house they go! "Whoa whoa whoa!" John's voice brought Damien back to reality. "Calm the fuck down boy. You look like you just saw god's face. Jesus fucking Christ. She knows but she's okay with it." Wut. John didn't bother waiting for Damien to reply. His face was giving everything away. The boy would suck at poker. "She knows. She has known for a long time and she's okay with it. Relationships are complicated Damien. I was the first man she had ever been with and we both rushed into the relationship. At the time she was young and confused and I was still fresh from the divorce with your mom. You needed a mother and I needed a wife so I just let her do what she want. It's not like Ella and I can separate, the business only survives because of both of us and we still have David to think about." "And what the flying fuck does this have to do with me now?" "Well you see," John continued," she's fine with me and Carmen being together but...if I'm getting some outside...then she wants to get some too." Things started to click in Damien's head but before he could answer John had started talking again. "She wants me to pick the guy too, to make sure I'm okay with it. We were thinking about one of the workers but I don't want that. They only want her because they think she's attractive now and I don't want my wife being some notch in someone's belt. So this arrangement will work out the best. Everybody is happy!" Damien finally found his voice. "Wait, wait, what arrangement!?" John looked at him with that same stupid grin on his face. "You're gonna fuck Ella. It's the best way. You get the pussy you've wanted since before your cock could stand up, Ella gets to fuck and I get to make sure none of this gets out." All Damien could do was stare at his dad with his mouth agape. John got up to leave his son's room. "You go and watch a movie or something while I convince her. Come back around seven, I'll be gone by then. I'll spend the night with Carmen. You can fuck her in our room. Make sure you do it properly if you want this to be a repeat affair." Damien's jaw was still on the floor. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "W-w-wha? Eh?" John chuckled. "It's best if we keep this kinda stuff in the family. And don't say I never gave you anything boy." With those words John shut the door and left his very confused son sitting alone in his room. All things considered though, Damien couldn't fucking wait. ---------------- Seven o'clock came around and Damien was still stuck in traffic. He had taken his dad's advice and left the house to give him the chance to work his magic on Ella in private but instead of a movie he just went for drive to let his mind process everything that had happened. Life is funny. One minute you're watching tv then your dad walks in and half an hour later he's telling you to hit the road so he can convince your stepmom to let you fuck her all night. "Oh well," thought Damien, "I'm not gonna look this gift horse in the mouth." At least his baby brother, David, was out of town. Ella may know about John's affair but Damien was certain that David didn't. Anyway that doesn't matter right now, that was a matter for another day. The drive had served its purpose of ridding him of all anxiety. He was no longer afraid or nervous. Now, he was just horny. His dick was harder than it had ever been and he couldn't wait to put it to good use. One thing that his dad said stuck with him though: "Make sure you do it properly if you want this to be a repeat affair". That meant that this wouldn't be a one time thing. Provided that Damien met or exceeded expectations of course. It wouldn't be hard. He was John's son after all. They were both of similar build although at 5"11 Damien was slightly taller. Both were muscular but not shredded from working construction. Damien also inherited his dad's smooth, silky locks and piercing black eyes but he had gotten high cheekbones from his mother. Girls were never a problem for him and they obviously weren't a problem for John either. Damien's car pulled into the driveway and a surge of joy shot through him as he realized his dad's van wasn't there. It seems like things would be going down smoothly. Although, just to be sure, he decided to call John and confirm. John picked up after the second ring. "Hey dad about what we talked about, is everything set?" "Yeah son she's alright. Took some convincing. She thinks it's weird but she's down. You just go and enjoy yourself. I know I will." Damien smirked. Nice, his dad would be busy with Carmen all night and he got the all clear to go ahead with Ella. Let the games begin. He parked his car and strode with confidence into the house. He couldn't believe how hard his cock was. It was literally throbbing in his pants, begging to be released. The mere thought that he was finally getting to realize his oldest fantasy was almost too much for him and the best part was that his dad not only knew, but approved and set it up. There would be no guilt, no cuckolding, no betrayal, just sex and pleasure. The front door creaked open and Damien slowly stepped over the threshold. There she was; in the living room on the elliptical machine facing a flickering television. He was overjoyed to see that she was wearing his favorite outfit; a pair of skin tight, black yoga pants and a white sports bra. Her ass looked fantastic as he watched her cheeks jiggle on the elliptical and her tits were ready to spill out. Ella glanced at him standing in the doorway and smiled. A small, shy smile that showed her anxiousness but Damien didn't care. He could wait no longer. He threw off his shoes, his coat and his shirt. In a few strides he was behind her. She knew he was there but she just kept working out. Good. Damien got on the side of the machine and smiled up at her. Their eyes met for the briefest second and she flashed a smile in return but she immediately returned to staring at the tv. She may have been looking at the tv but Damien could tell that she was just as excited as he was. Just more nervous. He refused to wait though and started massaging her inner thigh. Her breathing instantly became ragged and labored but she pretended that she didn't notice anything. Damien definitely couldn't have that. He wanted to get this night started. He moved his hand from her inner thigh and immediately started rubbing her pussy over her yoga pants. The fabric was so thin that he could feel her panties underneath as he slowly massaged her pussy. Her breaths became more shallow and, even better, he could feel the heat from her pussy on the palm of his hand. She was enjoying it. No more mister nice guy. He pushed his hand down the back of her pants, and started fingering her pussy right there. Ella stopped moving and fell forward on the machine. She bit her lower lip but her breathing was giving it away. That and the fact that she was soaking fucking wet. Damien stopped before she had the chance to come. It wasn't gonna be that easy for her. He licked his fingers and savored the taste of her pussy. His stepmom's pussy. The pussy he's wanted for years. "Let's go upstairs." She nodded and he followed her up the stairs, his eyes glued on her ass the entire time. The bedroom she shared with John was huge but there was no time to take in the surroundings. The only thing that mattered was the bed. When they got in the room she turned around and looked at him with her lips still tightly pursed. She really had no idea what to do. What does one do in this situation? This wasn't some sort of spontaneous affair. They didn't get caught up in the throes of passion. Should she strip and tease him? Ella figured that she should at least try to be seductive but she was just too nervous. She had sex with John often enough but these days that was just mechanical. The way Damien looked at her with that intense need in his eyes made her feel...strange. It had been so long since someone had wanted her so bad but she was conflicted. After all, Damien was her stepson. John had married Ella when Damien was six years old. Ella was twenty five at the time and John was thirty two. They had been together for eighteen years so far. She had watched Damien grow from a meek child into a strong, self sufficient man and while she was not close to her stepson at all, she knew that she should have made more of an effort while he was younger, she was still proud of the man he had become. When she found out about John's affair she was heartbroken. The fact that the man she loved and gave her life to was loving another on the side was almost too much for her. But, after a little while, she realized that this doesn't have to be a bad thing. John had knocked that other bitch up so she was here to stay, Ella knew that John would never allow anyone to get between him and his children, so she might as well make the best of the situation. If John got to fuck around then so should she. It was only fair. When she talked to him about it he immediately accepted. It didn't bother him that she wanted to take a lover. Apparently he was feeling guilty for lying and cheating, seeing her happy would make him happy. Ella did want him to pick the guy though. On the surface they were still a happily married couple and she intended to protect that image. She had assumed that he would ask one of the workers but of course John would surprise her. Admittedly, she knew this was better; a worker definitely wouldn't be able to stop bragging about how he slammed the boss' wife. But come on, John picked his own son? It's not that Damien wasn't attractive or didn't turn her on. He did. She usually found himself staring at his wide back and toned arms when he wasn't looking. The taboo of the situation made her nervous. It also made her pussy drip with excitement. Damien immediately pushed down his shorts and his boxers and threw them aside. His pulsing, erect cock sprang up immediately, pointed right at her. Ella took in the sight of her stepson's dick and gasped. "What's the matter?" asked Damien, "you like what you see?" She was surprised. Of course, Damien was John's son after all so this shouldn't have been a shock to her but it was still surprising. She nodded. "You look just like your dad." His rigid, uncut dick looked exactly like John's except that it was a bit thicker. Damien wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about that. He assumed that being told that your cock looks like your dad is normally a turn off but in this situation all it did was make his balls tighten and his dick pulse more. They stood there in silence for a few seconds, looking into each other's eyes. Ella spoke first. "So, umm, do you want me to suck i-" Before she could finish Damien pounced. He pushed her on the bed and pushed up her sports bra. Her huge DD tits fell free. They were magnificent tits with huge, dark brown areola and erect nipples. Damien wasted no time. He had tunnel vision, he was hungry and he needed to feed. After so many years of wondering and dreaming he was finally doing it; greedily suckling on her breasts, tonguing and biting her erect nipples. Ella was stunned by his ferocity but made no moves to stop him. It felt so good to give up control. To be ravaged and dominated. Ella moaned in pleasure at the rough treatment, it had been so long since she had been so desired. Damien continued his feast with his erect cock bouncing on her exposed stomach, strands of pre-cum leaking from his uncut dick. His stepmother was very much enjoying having her nipples bitten and licked. Her entire body tensed every time her stepson's cock slapped against her smooth stomach. Damien pulled back from her breasts. He had had his fill. Wasting no time he flipped her over and pulled off her bottoms. The yoga pants were sticky with sweat and clung on for dear life but they were no match for his lust. He was so rough with her but Ella loved it. Being tossed and twisted like a rag doll, her young stepson greedily groping and probing every inch of her body. She loved it. With her lying face down on the bed he buried his face between her ass. It was like he was licking a spoon. His tongue tasted every single fold and he pushed it as deep into her pussy as it could go. Ella sharply inhaled. Damien was very good with his tongue. Her toes curled and she wanted to scream in pleasure but for some reason she bit her lip. She held back. After he was done with her pussy he spread her cheeks and started rimming her asshole. Ella gasped as his tongue began playing with her backdoor. John was adventurous in bed and he loved sticking his dick in her ass but never his tongue. This was new. This was exciting. Damien's tongue continued to circle her anus and Ella's back arched. It felt so fucking good. She clenched her fists and bit her lip, stifling a moan. He kept this up for as long as he could but it was soon too much for him. The taste of her pussy, the taste of her ass, the scent of her body and the taboo of the situation; of fucking his father's wife with his dad's blessing, was too much for him. He raised himself up and in one swift movement he was inside of her. The sudden intrusion took her by surprise. It was amazing how wet she was. His entire length slid into her with no resistance at all. A solitary grunt escaped her lips. She was mentally prepared for what she knew would be more rough treatment. Her eyes clenched shut, she bit her lip and twisted the bedspread in her palms, bracing for what came next. . Damien grunted, a low, guttural sound and started to piston in and out of her with as much force as he could manage. The sound of his groin slapping against his stepmom's ass echoed throughout the room. His foreskin slid over his glans as he moved in and out of her hot pussy and was almost too much for him but he resisted. Damien was enjoying himself and so was Ella but she was still biting her lip in an effort to keep her moans in. Maybe she was ashamed after all, maybe she had regrets. In the back of her mind she knew this was wrong and a small part of her was upset but Damien did not give a single fuck. "What's the matter bitch?" Damien began," you not having fun?" Ella was quiet. She clenched her eyes shut and bit down on her lip harder. No, she was having fun. This was the most pleasure she had felt in years. Being desired and fucked so angrily, so passionately made her feel wonderful but still her eyes stayed shut, still her lips stayed pursed. This was her way of not giving in. If she didn't give herself fully to him then she could still pretend everything was normal, she could pretend that her husband was faithful. She could pretend that they loved each other but if she gave in to her stepson then that was it. This was her life now. He couldn't stand her silence. Didn't she want this? Wasn't this her idea? Why the fuck was she acting this way? Even when he was on top of her and fucking her brains out, driving his cock into her as deep as he could with as much force as he could muster, she still couldn't let go of her stupid pride. Dad Asks Son to Fuck Stepmom "What, slut? You not having fun?" he continued, "you're not having fun lying on your stomach on your husband's bed getting pounded by his son?" Ella moaned in pleasure but she still didn't give in. She was a masochist at heart and his words combined with the rough sex was pushing her to her limits. "Almost there," he thought. He stopped breathing into her ear and took her by surprise with a kiss. A kiss that held no romance but was still full of love. With that kiss he let her know that she was beautiful and that just because they never got along that didn't mean that he wasn't appreciative of all the times she helped him and his dad. With that kiss he let her know that this was more than just sex for him. He let her know that he wanted her, no, that he needed her. He needed to pound this pussy, he needed to get drunk on her perfume. Damien and his stepmother could never be friends but he knew they would be awesome fuck buddies. Their lips broke apart but were still connected by strands of saliva. Her tongue stuck out of her now empty mouth, inviting him back in but he returned to her ear. His waist was now on full auto pilot, stabbing her over and over with his cock. His balls were getting tighter and tighter. Even with his stamina he wouldn't be able to last much longer but he knew that she was close too. He pulled out of her and spun her around. Damien wanted to look her in the eye as he filled her with his seed. In no time at all he was laying on top of her, fucking her missionary. His veiny dick moved smoothly through her well lubricated cunt, his chest rested on her heavy tits and her breath hit him in the face. Beads of sweat ran down his face and dripped onto her forehead. Her long, black hair was a tangled mess that contrasted the stark white of the bed-sheets. He lent low and spoke directly into her ear. "Dad's halfway across town balls deep in his other woman. Fucking her just like I'm fucking you. How does that make you feel?" With those words something clicked in Ella's mind. He was right. John was probably balls deep in his other slut having the time of his life. Why should she feel bad? The relationship with her husband changed the minute he took another woman and as far as she was concerned, she could either enjoy herself as well or wallow in self pity and shame. The choice was easy. Ella smiled. Not a small, coy, shy smile. This smile betrayed no feelings of anxiety or even rage. Her lips spread wide and her tongue lolled out of her mouth. "I love it," she said with a laugh. Damien couldn't help but laugh. Finally she had given in fully. "You love it, you slut? You love thinking about your husband fucking another woman?" The muscles on his arm were burning from supporting his weight but he could manage. While he was still fucking the life out of his stepmother's sopping wet cunt, her large tits bouncing freely, each with a fully erect black nipple, she looked at him in his eyes and licked her lips. "Yes baby I love it." Ella let out a slow moan. "And I LOVE this COCK! I'm in love with my stepson," she bit her lip," and his cock." "You love this cock babe?" "Yeah!" "I didn't hear you bitch. YOU LOVE THIS COCK BITCH?" It was the final leg of the race and Damien dialed it up to eleven. He slammed into her pussy with as much force as he could muster. All inhibitions were gone, the line was crossed. Ella didn't care about what people would think anymore, she embraced the taboo situation and screamed in response. "I LOVE THIS COCK BABY!" "YOU LOVE ME BABY? YOU LOVE ME AND THIS BIG DICK?" "OHHH YES LOVER! I LOVE YOUR DICK AND I LOVE YOU DAMIEN! FUCK ME, I'M GONNA CUM!" She screamed at the top of her voice and arched her back as she came. Her entire body started to convulse with the force of her orgasm. Damien couldn't take it any more either and with a scream he pushed himself as deep inside of her as he could and sprayed his seed and collapsed on top of his sweaty stepmother. Exhausted, they both fell asleep. ---------------- Damien woke with a start. The clock on the nightstand said that it was 1 am. Damien's flaccid cock was still inside of her. He pushed himself off of her. The feeling of his flaccid cock pulling out of her was enough to make his toes curl. Guessing that it was over, and thinking that she might like to be alone, he made to leave. Ella's eyes were still closed but his movements had woken her up. She smiled at him. "Hey you. Where do you think you're going?" Without the cloud of lust hanging over him Damien could properly take in the situation. Here he was in his parent's bedroom sweaty and stark naked. His flaccid cock hung limply but he felt no shame. Why should he? His stepmom lay naked in front of him. Her neck was covered in bite marks and his cum was still leaking out of her. If he wasn't so exhausted he might have gotten it up again. "Oh, um, I'm not sure if you wanted me to stay with you tonight." She just smiled adjusted herself on the bed. Resting her head on the pillows that she usually shared with John. She beckoned him to join her with a sweet smile. "No you're not. You get to sleep on the wet patch." With a chuckle Damien shrugged and joined his stepmother under the covers. Ella snuggled up to him, draping her hand over his chest but Damien had a better idea. He turned on his side and looked at his stepmother for a few seconds before kissing her again. They broke apart after a few seconds and basked in the afterglow. "That was fun babe," muttered Ella. Damien put his arm around her and kissed her forehead. "It's only gonna get better, mom."