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2026-07-05 13:58:04
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ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES Sharing a Bed With My Stepmom (Next to our family)
Liam Later at night the living room was dark except for the glow of the television. My father and my brothers sat spread out across the couches and chairs, eyes fixed on an action movie. Explosions and gunfire filled the room at a steady volume. I was in the big armchair off to the side, legs stretched out, one arm along the back. The seat was wide enough for two if someone wanted to share. Stepmom walked in from the kitchen. She had changed into a soft oversized shirt and little shorts that barely covered anything. She stopped just inside the doorway and looked around at the full seats. “Where should I sit?” she asked. My dad did not even look away from the screen. He waved a hand toward the room in general. “Sit on one of the boys’ laps. I don’t give a damn. Just sit down so I can watch the movie in peace.” My brothers chuckled under their breath but kept their eyes on the screen. “Please don't,” Jacob said. “Me too,” that was Williams. Her gaze moved across t
ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES Sharing a Bed With My Stepmom (Carefree)
Liam I was still throbbing inside her when the front door slammed downstairs. I froze mid-thrust, buried to the hilt in stepmom’s tight heat. My cock pulsed hard inside her. Every muscle in my body was locked. Her pussy clenched around me in pure panic. Footsteps. Heavy ones. Crossing the hallway downstairs. Her breath hitched. She shoved a hand over her own mouth. I stayed draped over her back, chest pressed to the silk still bunched around her waist, hips flush against her ass. I didn't pull out. I couldn't. The risk sat sharp like electricity in my blood. The footsteps moved toward the kitchen. A cupboard opened. Water ran. Then the sound of the television turning on. I waited. Counted heartbeats. Mom stayed perfectly still under me, body tight, pussy fluttering around my cock in little scared pulses. Neither of us spoke. The only sound in the bedroom was our quiet, strained breathing. After a long minute the television volume went up. Some sports commentary. The footsteps d
ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES Sharing a Bed With My Stepmom (Sleeping Mom)
LIAM.The robe rode up whenever she stretched everyday. One flash of bare ass and the thick, heavy ache in my cock stopped being something l could ignore.I woke up already hard. Saturday morning light slipped through the half-closed blinds and landed across the bed we shared. She lay on her side facing away from me, still deep asleep. The short silk robe she always wore to bed had ridden up high on her thighs during the night. One slow shift of her hips and the soft, full curves of her ass were bare. Nothing underneath.Years of looking and not touching sat heavy in my chest. I know I shouldn't be looking at her like that. I should fight those silly desires, she was my stepmother. I was her stepson. It was wrong. The words tried to arise and died under the thick pulse of my cock.I moved carefully so the mattress would not shift too much. I pressed my body against her from behind, my chest to her back, and fitted myself along the warm length of her. My arm slid around her waist. My
ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES The Day I Tasted My Best Friend’s Wife (No Mercy)
Ezekiel Before I could understand what he meant, some women appeared at the bedroom door. They were ten in number. They looked more like strippers or prostitutes…short skirts, tight tops, heavy makeup, and the kind of confident walk that said they had done this before.Mathew glanced at them once.“Start what you’re here for,” he ordered.They walked straight toward me. No hesitation. No questions. I swallowed hard. The real fear now hit me like a punch.“Matt, look… I know I fucked up… I admitted it, okay… but…”I didn’t get to finish.One of them…tall, dark-haired, with a sharp smile—shoved me hard in the chest. I hit the floor on my back. Before I could push up, two more were on me. Hands yanked my shirt open. Another pair dragged my pants and underwear down in one practiced pull. Cool air hit my skin. My cock was already half-hard from the chaos of the last hour, and they noticed.“Look at that,” the dark-haired one said, voice low and filthy. “Already getting hard while your gir
ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES The Day I Tasted My Best Friend’s Wife (Fainted)
Ezekiel My heart was slamming so hard against my ribs that I could feel it in my throat.“What do you mean?” I asked. My voice came out rough, almost cracked. “What surprise?”Mathew didn’t answer right away. He kept his eyes on the bed where the seven men were still banging Anabel. His face stayed flat, unreadable. Then he lifted his phone, pointed the camera at them, and started recording. The little red light blinked steady. He didn’t explain. He didn’t look at me. He just held the phone up and kept filming.The men didn’t stop.One of them was between her legs, mouth buried against her pussy, two thick fingers pumping in and out of her while his tongue worked her clit in rough circles. The wet sounds were loud in the quiet room. Anabel’s thighs trembled around his head. Her hands lay open on the sheets, fingers twitching every time he sucked harder. She wasn’t begging anymore. Her mouth stayed open, but only small, broken sounds came out. Her eyes had gone glassy. Empty. Like she
ME TOO DADDY: COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES The Day I Tasted My Best Friend’s Wife (Treating Her Fuck Up)
Ezekiel The doorbell rang thrice.Sharp. Deliberate. Three hard presses that cut straight through the thick quiet in the bedroom.Mathew’s head turned toward the sound. His face stayed blank, but his shoulders squared like he already knew who was on the other side.“No one moves from there,” he ordered. His voice was quiet but carried heavy weight. He didn’t look at either of us again before he walked out of the room.I stayed where I was, half-dressed, the file with my name still sitting on the nightstand. Anabel sat on the edge of the bed, sheet clutched tight to her chest. Red marks still circled her wrists. Neither of us spoke. The only sound was our breathing and the distant click of the front door opening downstairs.Footsteps came back up the stairs. Heavier this time. More than one set.Mathew stepped into the doorway first. Behind him, I counted them… seven men. All of them are tall. Broad. Muscular under plain dark clothes. They filled the hallway and then the room, their p
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