Hiding in Safe Room with Stepmom #1

Hiding in Safe Room with Stepmom #1

Stepmother hides in her safe room from her husband with her stepson, his father.

My fifty-year-old father, Dan, is a dirty bastard. He's a cheating asshole. He has no respect for his wife, my stepmom, a woman that I love dearly. I've grown to hate him.

The reason why my stepmother is separated from him and wants to divorce him, is because he's had sex with every woman that we know and many other women that we don't even know. Whenever he thinks that we're not home, he invites women over to the house to have sex with them. Having no respect for his wife, he has sex with women in my stepmother's bed.

Surprisingly, turning the tables on him, something that he didn't know we have, he's unaware that the house came equipped with a safe room concealed behind the large, walk-in, master bedroom closet. With her having the entire closet to herself, her safe place, my stepmother, Diane, never told him about the secret safe room that she found. She discovered the secret door and the remote control to open the door to the safe room quite by accident when she cleaned out her closet to reorganize her clothes and rearrange her extensive shoe collection.

Now, with the safe room door hidden from view, she has all of her dresses hanging in front of the secret door to the safe room. Yet, even if the dresses weren't there, unable to tell from looking at it, the sliding door looked like part of the wall. Even though there is an escape handle on the inside, the door to the safe room cannot be opened without the remote control.

Moreover, the room hidden behind the wall is soundproof. No one would know that anyone was hiding in there. The safe room is the perfect place for us to hide.

Taking advantage of having a good place to hide, she equipped the room with all of the latest electronics that she needed to spy on her husband. She used the safe room to accumulate proof that her husband is cheating on her. She planned on using the evidence gathered from watching him having sex with women for their impending divorce.

Wanting to capture him in the act of having extramarital sex with a variety of women, he's unaware that she's installed secret, hidden video surveillance. She has tiny, concealed cameras hidden all over her bedroom. She's able to watch him without him knowing and/or even suspecting that he's being monitored from a variety of different angles. She has cameras watching him from each side of the bed, from the bottom of the bed, the top of the bed, and overhead from the ceiling.

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'Smile and say cheese,' she wished she could say to him when recording him having sex with someone.

With him not having a clue, he has no idea that when he's up to his adulterous antics in her bedroom that she and I watch him on six computer screens from the safe room having sex. If only he knew that she recorded all that he did, he'd be violently angry. It hurt my stepmother and made her angry to watch her husband having sex with other women. Yet, her safe room was her ultimate revenge.

Just the opposite, it sexually excited me to watch my father having sex with women. It sexually excited me to watch women, some that I knew and others that I didn't know, undressing down to their bras, their panties, topless, and naked. Yet, something that made me embarrassed, hoping that my stepmother didn't notice, I had a constant erection while watching women undressing and having sex with my dad.

As if we were loss prevention employees monitoring cameras hidden in women's dressing rooms, I couldn't wait to masturbate over all that I saw while watching the computer screens with my stepmom. I kept my stiff prick covered with my hand. Yet, with it so hard and too big, unable to push it down, my erect cock tented my pajama bottoms. With her upset while watching the video of her husband cheating on her, I'd be embarrassed if she saw that I had an erection while watching the video of my father having sex with women that aren't his wife.

I mean, who wouldn't have an erection watching women removing their blouses, their skirts, their bras, and their panties? Who wouldn't be sexually excited watching my dad making out with women while having sex with them? As soon as my father left and we exited the safe room, I masturbated over all that I saw.

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My name is Daryl. I'm a twenty-years-old virgin. I don't have a girlfriend and I've never had sex other than stroking myself with my horny hand. Unembarrassed and unashamed to admit, with me around her 24/7, I'm sexually attracted to my stepmother.

My stepmom is separated from my father because of his cheating ways but he refused to sign the divorce papers. She kicked him out of his own house. She no longer wanted to have anything to do with him.

Who would blame her? What woman wants to be with a man who cheats on her? What woman wants to be with a man who no longer loves her?

Only, with this his house, he still has a key to the front door, and the code to the alarm. He continued to come and go as he pleased. She could change the locks and the alarm code, of course, but not wanting to antagonize him, that would only inflame matters and make things worse between them.

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My stepmother, Diane, is a 44-year-old, good-looking woman with long, black hair, beautiful blue eyes, C cup breasts, a toned stomach, and a shapely backside. She's the only mother that I've ever known. She raised me since I was a child. I love her as if she's my biological mother.

More loyal and protective of her than I am of my biological father, I truly love my stepmother. Only, and alas, I don't love her in the way that a stepson should love his stepmother, I love her in the way of Percy Sledge's song, 'When a Man Loves a Woman.' Yet, something that I'll never see and will never happen, I continually masturbate myself over her while imagining her naked and having forbidden sex with me.

In the way that my father was once in love with and sexually attracted to his second wife, my stepmother has no idea that I'm sexually attracted to her. She has no idea that I love her in such a forbidden, sexual way. If she knew that I'd love to have sex with her, I'd be so embarrassed. With the apple not falling far from the tree, she'd think of me as much of a pervert as she thinks my dad is addicted to sex.

She'd think that there was something wrong with me wanting to have sex with her. She'd think that there was something wrong with me in the way that she thinks that there's something mentally wrong with my father for having sex with a multitude of women. Granted, he's a good-looking man but, while knowing that he's married, I'm surprised that so many women agree to have sex with him.

Seriously, who in their right mind would want to have sex with their mother? Yet, with us not blood related, she's not my real mother. She's my stepmother. Only, in the way that I'd love to have a sexual relationship with her, she'd never have sex with me.

Nevertheless, with us living under the same roof, sex between us would be deemed incestuous. Even though I've put the thought of having sex with her out of my head, I still masturbate while imagining her in her bra and panties, topless, and naked.

Alas, something she'd never do, I masturbate over her stroking my cock and giving me a hand job. I imagine cumming all over her hand. I stroke myself over her on her knees and sucking my prick while she stares up at me with her blue eyes and my big dick stretching her mouth. I wank while envisioning her allowing me to cum in her mouth and swallowing my cum.

I play with my prick while imagining kissing her and her allowing me to undress her and strip her naked. I stroke my cock while imagining making out with her and feeling her naked body everywhere. I jerk off over her allowing me to finger her while licking her pussy and giving her an orgasm with my fingers and my tongue. I masturbate myself while imagining making slow and passionate love to her before fucking her hard and fast enough to give her an orgasm with my cock.

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With us working together as a team, we've gathered evidence about my father's extramarital affairs. Ordinarily, I'd never help her ruin my dad, but as soon as I saw him from the safe room having sex with other women, I was onboard. How could he do that to her?

What he does with other woman behind my stepmother's back is wrong. It's nasty. With him having sex with one woman after another woman, after a while, not believing my eyes with all of the women that he had sex with, I felt as if I was watching porn movies with my stepmother.

Today, unbelievably, thinking that we weren't home because my stepmother parked her car around the corner and walked home, he showed up at the door with, of all women, her mother. My dad was ready to have sex with his 67-year-old mother-in-law, Shirley. With her being a bit of a whore, she's always flirting with him.

Kissing him and hugging him, having seen them from the darkened hall with them unaware that I was there watching, she allowed him to part her lips and French kiss her. While kissing her, she allowed him to reach his horny hand down and around to feel her shapely ass through her nightgown. As if she's his wife instead of his wife's mother, he always kisses her on the lips every time he sees her and kisses her again on the lips every time she leaves.

Teasing him, with him sitting on his reclining chair across from her and with her sitting on the couch with her knees parted enough to give him a peek, she shows him upskirt flashes of her panties. Whenever leaning over him, she shows him down blouse views of her cleavage and her bra. Then, whenever she's in her nightgown, she flashes him up nightgown peeks of her pussy, and down nightgown views of her naked breasts and erect nipples.

Whenever she stays overnight, especially when he's around, she never wears a robe over her short, sheer, sexy, low-cut nightgowns. Seemingly, with her husband, my grandfather, dead and buried years ago, she's horny and desperate for sex. Today, with her alone with my father in my stepmother's bedroom and sitting on her bed with him, the time has finally come. Something hard to wrap my head around, my step grandmother agreed to have sex with her son-in-law.

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Taking us by surprise, not expecting him to have sex with her, it all started abruptly when we were watching television in my mother's bedroom. As soon as we heard his car pull up in front of the house, she peeked out of her bedroom window. Then, as soon as she saw her mother emerge from the passenger side door, we hid in the safe room hidden behind the master closet. We didn't have to guess to know what was about to happen.

"He's here with my mother. I can't believe that he's going to have sex with her. I can't believe she's going to have sex with him," she said in anger. "How dare they? I need to confront them," she said. "I need to stop him from having sex with my mother."

I pulled her back by her arm when she tried to leave the bedroom.

"No don't. That will ruin everything," I said. "It's best that we keep to your plan and record and watch them from the safe room."

A bit immorally immodest around me, my mother was still in her short, sheer, low-cut nightie. I love seeing her in her sexy nightgowns. I was still in my T-shirt and pajama bottoms without wearing underwear. In the way that she never wears a robe over her nightgowns, I never wear underwear beneath my pajama bottoms.

Like stepmother, like stepson, I hate wearing robes, too. Making her too hot, always having to tie them and retie them, she claimed that bathrobes are uncomfortable, and they are, especially in the hotter weather. As far as I know, she doesn't even own a bathrobe.

With us having no set routine, making our own schedules, we both worked from home. She answers calls and books appointments for several doctors and lawyers, and I write code for a software company. No more having to get up early to get ready for work and fight traffic, working from home is a godsend.

After I brought her coffee and something to eat, she allowed me to lounge around with her in her king-sized bed while watching television. I love lying next to my stepmother on her bed. While imagining that I'm her husband, her boyfriend, or her lover, I love hanging out with her in her bed.

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As soon as she heard my father's car pull up in front, she jumped out of bed. While hoping to see something that I shouldn't see, as soon as she sat up in bed in a panic, her nightgown strap fell from her shoulder to her arm to expose her big, naked breast and pink, erect nipple. Unaware that her naked breast was exposed, too concerned with my father, she didn't move her nightgown strap back over her shoulder.

Having never seen her big, naked breast before, I stared at my stepmother's breast and her erect nipple as if I had never seen a woman's breast before. Then, as if the bed was on fire, I watched her quickly push the blanket and sheet off of her and climb out of bed. With her rushing to get out of bed, unaware that she was exposed, the hem of her nightgown collected around her slim waist.

Something that I thought I'd never see, that I've never seen before, that I never expected to see, and something that I'll masturbate over for the rest of my life, I saw my stepmother's pussy. Something that I'll never forget, she unintentionally flashed me her black, trimmed, naked cunt. I couldn't believe that I saw her naked pussy. If it wasn't enough that I saw her naked breast and her erect nipple, I was as stunned as I was sexually excited that I saw her naked pussy, too.

The first time seeing my stepmother's vagina, I'll be masturbating over that later. For now, as soon as she stood in front of me, unable to stop myself from staring, I stared at her shapely body through her sheer nightgown. I stared at her long line of sexy cleavage and the impressions that her big, erect nipples made in her low-cut night-gown. I stared at her trimmed patch of black, pubic hair that was clearly visible through her sheerly revealing nightie.

"Hurry, Daryl. Let's hide in the safe room to see what my unfaithful husband is ready to do now with my mother," she said.

Surprised that she didn't run down to the kitchen, grab a cast iron frying pan, and hit them both over their heads with it, I've never seen her as upset.

"I can't believe she agreed to have sex with him. My mother knows what I'm going through with him cheating on me. She's such a whore to take advantage of my situation and have sex with him," she said.

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As soon as we entered her closet, she closed her closet door behind us. She pushed her dresses to the side and out of the way. As if we were playing hide and seek, we stepped deeper inside of her big closet. Once inside of her master bedroom closet, we stepped behind her dresses, and she moved them back to where they were before.

Then, with us standing behind her dresses, she opened the safe room, sliding the door with her remote and we entered the safe room. Once we walked inside, she closed the door behind us with her remote control. With us hidden from view, no one would know that we were there hiding inside of her closet and only twenty feet from her bed.

A 10 by 10-foot room with a bed, TV, radio, phone, microwave, coffeepot, small refrigerator, a laptop computer with Wi-Fi, and plenty of bottled water and snacks, we had everything we needed. The safe room was our personal bunker. I loved being alone with my stepmother in such a small and private space, especially with her wearing such a revealing nightgown.

As if we were watching a movie, we sat on the sofa while facing the video screens that viewed my stepmother's bed in all directions and angles. With the room sound-proof, yet, with us able to clearly hear them, we listened to them through our head-phones. We turned out the light so that, in case that it did, the light didn't shine through the closet door and into the bedroom.

Again, something that embarrassed me, after seeing her breast, her pussy, her long line of cleavage, and the impressions that her erect nipples made through her night-gown, I already had an erection that tented my pajama bottoms. Conversely, I felt perverted to be sexually attracted to my stepmother in the way that my father didn't feel guilty about having sex with his mother-in-law. So that she wouldn't see that I had an erection, I kept my hand over my throbbing and pulsating pole of a cock.

Yet, even more exciting than seeing my stepmother's naked breast and her pussy, I was about to watch my father bone his mother-in-law. Something I never expected to see, I watched my 50-year-old father sit with my 67-year-old, step grandmother on my stepmother's king-sized bed. Like my stepmother, her mother didn't look her age. She looked ten-years younger. No one would believe that this woman was old enough to collect Social Security.

I watched him rub her shoulder and massage her back. I watched him put his arm around her, lean to her, and kiss her. Then, he parted her lips with his tongue and French kissed her. She returned his French kiss with her long, wet kiss. I couldn't believe that my father and my step grandmother were making out like horny teenagers.

Not stopping with just swapping spit, my father reached around her to feel her shapely ass through her short skirt. Then, reaching to the front of her, he felt her big breasts through her blouse and bra. Not wasting any time, and with her not stopping him, he lifted her short skirt to her waist, and cupped her ass through her panties before reaching around her to cup her pussy through her panties, too.

With all six video screens showing different angles and closeups shots, something that I never expected to see, I couldn't believe that I was seeing my step grand-mother's white panties. With the cameras giving me clear views, I stared at her pussy mound. I stared at her camel toe. I stared at her pussy slit. I stared at my father rubbing my step grandmother's clit through her panties. In the way that I'll surely be masturbating over seeing my stepmother, I'll be masturbating over my step grandmother, too.

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Becoming even more sexually excited, taking his time, I watched my father slowly unbutton my step grandmother's blouse. He looked to see what each unbuttoned button revealed before he unbuttoned the next button of her blouse. Something that I never expected to see of my step grandmother, I was seeing now.

As soon as he unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it open, I saw her big, white, low-cut brassiere. I stared at her long line of sexy cleavage. I saw the impressions of her big, brown, erect nipples through her sheer, lacy bra. My cock throbbed and pulsated as soon as I saw her sitting on my stepmother's bed in her bra. Again, I'll be stroking myself over seeing her in her bra later.

After he removed her blouse, with her wanting him to undress her as much as he wanted to undress her, she stood for him to unbutton and unzip her skirt. Then, he removed her skirt, too. I couldn't believe that I was seeing my step grandmother in her bra and panties. I couldn't wait to stroke my cock after seeing her in her underwear.

Finally, with my dad not wasting any time stripping his mother-in-law naked, he reached around her and unhooked her bra. As if there was a drumroll going off in my head, something that I had never imagined seeing, I was about to see her naked breasts. He removed her bra straps from her shoulders and her arms from her bra straps.

As if suddenly becoming morally modest, she held her bra cups in place with her elderly hands. Teasing him, she gave him a sexy look and a naughty smile. Then, as if she was a stripper on stage about to dance around a pole to music, she removed her bra cups, first one, and then the other.