The Tape (Part 1) by pervy_mcpervison

The Tape (Part 1) by pervy_mcpervison

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This is my first attempt at not only writing, but also telling the world (anonymously mind you) about how my step mom became the focus of my sexual fantasies.

Some background before we get into everything. My parents had me in the mid 70s when they were in their early 20s, well to be fair, my mom was 20 and my dad was 21.They tried to make a go of it, but they just wanted different things out of life and separated shortly after I was born. So I’ve never known a time when both of my parents were together.

My mom dated several men over the next ten years or so before she decided that the freedom of being single outweighed anything she had when she was with someone, and stopped dating once she hit 30.. My dad on the other hand, threw himself into his work. That’s not to say that he was never around, but growing up, IF he was dating someone, I never met them, until he introduced me to Jo.

Jo was only 20 when my dad first met her and was the administrative assistant (or a secretary as they were called back then) for my dad’s boss, so he would have to talk to her whenever he wanted to see his boss. And I can only imagine that my dad was constantly making up reasons to “see his boss.” My dad was 12 years her senior, but you couldn’t really tell. My dad kept himself in great shape by playing in several sports leagues and working out almost every other day.

Jo stood 5’5” and had milky white skin, light blue eyes (like a clear summer sky), and golden blonde hair that she kept cut short. She had slight freckling across the tops of her shoulders and chest, and across her upper cheeks and bridge of her nose. She was slender, but by no means skinny. She had what you would call “childbearing hips,” full thighs, and nice calves. The pièces de résistance though were her beautiful tits. And having to help out with a lot of the household chores like doing the laundry, I know that depending on the bra, she was either a C or D cup, and being only 20, they were GLORIOUS..

My dad and Jo began dating almost immediately after they met and were married almost two years later. Within the first three years of marriage, my dad and Jo had two kids, my brother John and my sister Nichole. Two kids did cause some changes to Jo’s body. Her hips were a little wider and her breasts no longer defied gravity. But in my opinion, this just made her even more sexy. Now she had an even more exaggerated hourglass figure, and even though her breasts sagged a little, they were still plenty full, and filled out any top she wore.

Being an administrative assistant at a corporate office meant that during the work week Jo was always dressed in business formal attire. That usually meant a nice skirt, blouse (sometimes with a jacket), nylons, and high heels. And even though this attire was meant to be professional and conservative, Jo’s natural curves had a way of making anything look super sexy. Being in HS already, my horny ass friends were constantly commenting about my “hot step mom,” asking if I had ever seen her nude, or telling me what they would like to do to her. And while I would rebuke their comments publicly, in my head, I couldn’t agree more.

But now on to the story…

Everyone remembers the day they find their dad’s porn stash. My dad always kept his inside his suitcase in his closet. He had a great collection of Penthouse, Hustler, and several VHS copies of all the classic adult titles like Deep Throat, Behind the Green Door, Devil in Miss Jones, etc. One of my favorites was Like A Virgin with Christy Canyon, I could watch those massive jugs bounce around all day. After meeting Jo and her wonderful breasts, I wondered if Jo’s looked just as nice when they were free.

After Jo and my dad got married, she of course moved in, and that luggage set grew to two. I never thought to look inside her luggage, because there was still plenty of room in my dad’s, so why would he need to use hers to hide his porn. I am so glad that one day, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to look. At first all I found were a few publications, and I use that term loosely, because they looked like they were made on someone’s home computer. I pulled one out, and they were just page after page of personal ads, like you would find in the classified section of the newspaper. Some had pictures, most didn’t, but after reading a few, I realized they were singles or couples looking for other people to have sex with. My dad and step mom were swingers, and Jo went from a 10 to an 11 in my book.

Then I noticed the VHS tape that was under the swinger mags. This one was unlike all the others in my dad’s collection, because there wasn’t a label on it. Maybe it was a “mixed tape” collection of his favorite scenes, or maybe he hadn’t gotten around to labeling it. Then I started connecting the dots: swinger mags and an unlabeled tape, could this really be what I thought it was. I quickly grabbed it and made my way to what we called the “computer room.”

We called it the computer room, because, well, it’s where the computer was. But it also had a TV and VCR, our different gaming consoles, and where we would listen to music. I liked it because it gave me a great vantage point of the kitchen and dining room, so if I was “taking care of business,” I could make sure nobody walked in on me and avoid any embarrassing situations.

I placed the unlabeled VHS tape in and pressed play. If anyone would have come home and chose that moment to walk into the room, they would have caught me with my jaw on the floor, because I couldn’t take my eyes off the TV. There was Jo, wearing a black lace corset, the kind that didn’t cover her breasts, black stockings, and black high heels. She was on all fours and there was some stranger pounding her from behind. Because the corset didn’t cover her breasts, they were free to bounce back and forth with the rhythm of her new friend and while they weren’t as big as Christy Canyons, they were much fuller and did flop around as much.

The black color of her lingerie contrasted perfectly with her milky white skin, and I was instantly mesmerized. I watched for another few minutes before I realized I hadn’t once looked away to make sure that no one had come home. Luckily for me, I was still all alone. My eyes went back to the TV, Jo was still taking it doggy style, but then I started taking in everything on the screen. To my surprise, this was all taking place in the living room of our house, my step mom was getting fucked by another man in our own house. I was so entranced that I never heard the garage door opening. Fortunately, I didn’t have the volume up too loud, so when Jo walked in from the garage with my brother and sister, she didn’t hear the sounds of her getting fucked emanating from the TV. Jo yelled for me, asking for my help in bringing in groceries. I stopped the tape and turned off the TV, and made my way outside to help bring in the bags. As she reached into the trunk to grab the bags to hand them to me, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her ass. All I could see was that mystery man on the TV, pumping back and forth. The clapping sounds as her ass met him on each thrust, her small grunts as he bottomed out in her, and her periodic “…fuck me…” as she looked back at her lover.

Eventually, we all sat down, had dinner, and while my folks washed the dishes, I was able to eject the tape and put it back where I found it. I knew I would never be able to look at Jo the same again, and I I knew that I needed to watch more of that tape and that I needed to be more diligent about leaving the tape EXACTLY how I found it.

The next day, it was the same routine: I got home first and the house was all to myself. This time though, I went immediately for the swinger tape, but instead of hitting play right away, I rewound it first. I also made sure to zero out the counter on the VCR, that way I would know exactly where to leave the tape before I put it back. I kept the sound low in case I lost track of time or my surroundings again. The tape started with our empty living room, but after a few seconds, Jo walked in from behind the camera. There she was in her black corset, breasts free, black thigh high stockings, high heels, and black lace panties. She was smiling at the camera and then she said, “Hi, my name is Jo, my husband James is running the VCR, and I am here to fuck our new friend Steve.”. Then she walked back towards the camera and reached out her hand. As she stepped backwards, Steve came into frame.

Steve was completely nude and stood at least 6’4”, the top of his head barely clearing the ceiling fan in our living room, he dwarfed Jo on screen. His flaccid penis was already 5 inches long and I could see that he was uncircumcised. He had a very lean, almost a pole vaulter or distance runner physique. He had messy sandy blonde hair, but appeared to be older, early to mid 40s if I had to guess, and white.

Once they were both squarely in frame, Jo gently grabbed Steve by the waist and brought him in close. Steve responded by leaning in and planting a huge kiss on Jo’s lips. Jo responded by placing her arms completely around Steve and based on how their mouths were moving, I can only guess that their tongues were mingling as well. Without breaking their kiss, Jo moved one hand to Steve’s chest, the other had made its way to his cock and was slowly stroking it. It didn’t take long before Steve reached full erection. Steve was definitely a shower and not a grower as he topped out around 7-8 inches. He wasn’t very thick, but I’m sure his length made up for his lack in girth.

After a few minutes of dancing tongues and Jo stroking his cock, she broke their kiss and started placing small kisses on Steve’s neck. She slowly made her way down his chest, then to his abdomen, before she finally got down on her knees. She took Steve’s fully erect cock in her hands and held it in front of her face. She slowly stroked it with both hands, giving it a slight twist each time. Making sure not to miss any of the action, my dad zoomed in on Jo and Steve’s cock.