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YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Sex With My Mother And Stepfather
AnaThere was silence. The kind that suffocates.My breath came in short, shallow gasps, my body still tangled with Christian’s, heat still clinging to my skin. But all of that slowly disappeared when I fully processed what I saw.My mother standing in the doorway.The shattered glass lay at her feet, the liquid from it spreading across the floor. But she didn’t move. Didn’t blink.And that was what made my stomach churn. It wasn’t anger written across her face. It was something much, much worse.Amusement.I scrambled off of Christian, yanking the blanket from the couch, clutching it to my chest to cover what I could, my face filled with shame. My skin burned with the remnants of his touch, of what we had just done—what my mother had just witnessed.But Christian?He didn’t move.He sat back, still bare, his expression eerily calm, as if this wasn’t the worst possible moment of his life.My mother took a single step forward, the glass crunching beneath her heel. The sound sent a viol
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-04YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Sex With My Mother And Stepfather
AnaChapter 12Ana"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" My mother asked, a twinkle in her eyes. "I don't mind joining in on the fun."I watched, still in disbelief and awe, as I processed my mother's words and her entire reaction to the situation. I knew a part of me was insane to have been fucking my stepdaddy, what I hadn't realized was that the insanity came from my mother.Christian stood, walking past my mother as he made his way to the bedroom.Then I stood, staring directly at my mother, her lips curving as she motioned for me to go ahead.Speechless, I moved, or rather, my feet moved.Christian was seated on the bed, only in his briefs."Honey, why don't you fuck my daughter just as hard as you've been fucking her these past few days? Only difference is, this time around, I watch and I call the shots." My mother said, as she reclined into the seat, crossing her legs."Mum-""Hush, sweetheart, you'd enjoy this much more than you think, trust me," she smirked.I stood paralyz
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-04YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Sex With My Mother And Stepfather
AnaThe air in the bedroom was heavy with sweat and sex as I lay sprawled across the tangled sheets. Christian lay beneath me, his cock still half-hard inside my dripping pussy. My mother’s words echoed in my head— “We’re just getting started”—her smile like a threat. I couldn’t move, couldn’t think straight, my body exhausted.She strutted back into the room, her nipples firm against her lace bra. Her eyes—sharp, predatory—raked over us, taking in the wreckage she’d orchestrated.“Get up,” she snapped, her voice cutting through the silence. “Both of you.”Christian slid me off him, his cock slipping free with a wet sound that made my cheeks burn even hotter. I stumbled to my feet, my legs shaky, cum trickling down my thighs. He stood too, towering over me.“You thought you could keep this little secret from me, Ana?” she said, her tone mocking as she walked around us. “Fucking my husband behind my back? Oh, darling, you’re not that clever.”I opened my mouth to protest—guilt, shame,
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-08YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Sex With My Mother And Stepfather
Ana"Round three?" my mother asked as she stepped inside, a wine glass dangling from her fingers.She took a slow sip of wine, her lips staining the glass red, then set it on the dresser with deliberate care. Her robe hung lose, her eyes glinting with hunger. “You didn’t think I’d let you off that easy, did you?”I swallowed, my throat raw from Christian’s cock, my voice barely a rasp. My body was a mix of exhaustion and arousal, my mind screaming to run while my pussy wanted more.“Mum, this is—”“Enough?” she cut in, her smile sharp as a blade. “Oh, darling, don’t pretend you haven’t loved every second of this. I can smell it on you.” She stepped closer, letting her robe fall entirely, leaving her in nothing but that black lace bra and matching panties, her body so enticing. Christian sat up beside me, his cock stirring again, the bastard insatiable even now. “What’s the play, then?” he asked, his voice a low growl, his eyes flicking between us like a predator choosing his next b
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-08YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lesbian Sex
Jenny.I adjusted the drinks on the table, the backyard lights shining and the chairs littered all around. I'd seen the post 'Tara weds Ethan' a day ago on our college group chat, and it had made my chest constrict. So when a gig came my way for bartending on the wedding, I quickly accepted it, realising that just maybe, this was a sign from the universe.“Whiskey’s on the left, right?” Mike, the groom’s cousin, leaned over the table, his tie already loose.“Yeah,” I said, pouring him a shot. “You look like you need it.”Mike laughed, downing it. “Weddings, man. Everyone’s a mess by the end.”“Tell me about it,” I muttered, my eyes flicking to the crowd. There she was—Tara, in a simple white dress, laughing with some aunty. Her hair was shorter now, but that smile still hit me like a punch to the face.“You okay?” Mike asked, squinting at me. “You’re staring.”I forced a grin, wiping my hands on my apron. “Yeah, just scoping the vibe. Who’s the bride?”“Tara,” Mike said, grabbing ano
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-10YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lesbian Sex
Jenny“You’re glaring again,” Kelly said, popping up with a half-empty glass of beer. “Ease up, Jenny. She’s not gonna ditch him to come dance with you.”I was wiping down the folding table, the backyard thinning out as guests drifted to the dance floor—a Bluetooth speaker blaring some pop song by Dua Lipa. Tara was there, swaying with Ethan. My chest ached as I watched them, my hands itching for another shot. I had kept it cool so far, but the night was wearing me out.“Wouldn’t put it past her,” I muttered, tossing the rag aside. “She’s been eyeballing me all night.”Kelly snorted. “You wish. She’s just freaked you’re here as would any normal person be. Don't delude yourself and give meanings into what is not.”“It's a bit late for that,” I said, pouring myself a whiskey. “She’s not happy, Kel. I know her.”“You knew her,” Kelly corrected, sipping her beer. “People change. She's getting married. She’s got a life now.”“Yeah, with Mr. Six Months,” I said, my voice bitter. “Real soul
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-10YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lesbians Sex
Jenny“You’re a ghost,” Kelly said, leaning on the bar table I had returned to with a smirk. “Where’d you disappear to?”I grabbed a bottle of vodka, pouring a shot for myself. “Needed air. It’s stuffy as hell out here.”Kelly raised an eyebrow, sipping her beer. “Air, huh? Tara vanished too. Coincidence?”“Mind your business, Kel,” I retorted, downing the shot. “I’m just doing my job.”“Sure,” Kelly continued. “Your job’s got her looking like she’s about to puke. What’d you say to her?”I smirked, wiping my mouth. “Nothing she didn’t wanna hear.”Kelly groaned. “You’re gonna fuck this up for her, aren’t you? Ethan’s already asking where she went.”“Let him ask,” I said flatly grabbing a rag to wipe the table. “She’s a big girl.”“Not tonight,” Kelly shot back. “She’s a bride. Be careful." She said as she walked away. “Jenny—fuck, you ruin everything!"Just as I wanted to arrange the bottles behind me, Tara’s voice cut in as if she had been waiting for Kelly to leave.“Then why are y
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lesbians Sex
Jenny“Where the hell are we going?” she asked in the car.“I know a place—trust me,” I replied as I jerked the steering, guiding the truck down a path with branches of trees scraping the sides."Can't you just tell me?" she urged.“We're already here." It was dark but the headlights brought the cabin into view— our old college hideout. I killed the engine, the silence enveloping us.Tara’s breath hitched as she realized where I had brought her. She stepped out barefoot, her dress glowing in the dim. “You kept this?”“Couldn’t ditch it,” I said, kicking the door shut, my eyes raking her body. “Too many nights with you.”She followed me in. Beer cans were littered around, the couch sagging where we’d fucked a hundred times. “We were so stupid back then,” she murmured, running her fingers along the wall of the room.“Stupid and horny,” I shot back, leaning on the counter, my clit throbbing as I watched her. “Before you ran off with him.”Her head snapped up, her eyes filled with inte
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11
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YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) A New Reality
ClaireI stood there, dazed at his words. Jordan was gone, and it was just us. Tom leaned against the counter, his gaze never leaving me.“You really thought you were smarter than me?” he asked calmly.I swallowed hard. “Tom, I—”“Save it,” he cut me off. “I’m not mad about the fucking, Claire. I’m mad you didn’t think you belonged to me no matter what.”I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I was exhausted— from the sex, from shame.He grabbed my chin roughly, forcing me to look at him. “I should make you start proving it now.”I whimpered. “Tom, please, I—”“You want to fix this?” His hand slipped down my throat, over my chest, palming my breast roughly. “Then you’ll do exactly what I tell you.”I nodded, helpless.Just then, the front door creaked open again and Jordan burst in. He stood for a second, his eyes on us, breathing hard with anger radiating off him.“You really think I’m just walking away?” he said, his voice low and furious.Tom chuckled darkly. “Perfect,” he said,
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Unraveling
The room froze.Lisa’s mouth fell open, stunned. She stumbled back a step as if Tom had slapped her.“You… you knew?” she stammered, her voice losing its sharpness for the first time.Tom didn’t even glance at her. His eyes were locked on me, dark and burning. “Yeah, Lisa. I knew. I’ve known for a while now.”I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My legs felt weak. In the corner of my eye, I saw Jordan approach to meet the chaos in the kitchen. He stood frozen, half-dressed, confusion all over his face.“You think I’m an idiot?” Tom said, his voice even. “You think I didn’t notice the way he looked at her? The way she looked at him?” His eyes shifted between Jordan and myself, something unreadable covered in them.Lisa shook her head like she couldn’t process it. “I don't get it. So you’re just going to let her humiliate you?”Tom’s mouth curved into something cold. “Maybe you should mind your own business for once.”Lisa sputtered, furious but defeated. She glanced at Jordan like
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Fuck
Claire“What the fuck, Claire?” Lisa shouted, her voice rising with anger. “You’re sleeping with him? Him?”I scrambled to cover myself, my heart thundering in my chest. My mind raced, trying to come up with something, anything, to explain.But Lisa wasn’t waiting for an explanation.“You’re unbelievable,” she said, her voice low with disgust. “And you left the fucking door open?”Jordan didn’t even flinch. He just watched her, not looking ashamed.Lisa shot one last glance at me, her face twisted in disgust, before turning and storming out.“L-lisa, wait!” I called, scrambling out of bed, but it was too late."Oh, God." I stood there, frozen, the weight of the moment crashing down. I looked at Jordan, the man who had turned my world upside down.“You left the door open?" I asked, my voice shaking, the panic enveloping me.He didn’t answer. He just looked at me, his face unreadable. “It was in the moment, Claire, I don't know."I stared at him, my pulse racing. I didn’t know what to s
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Caught
ClaireI hadn’t heard from Jordan all afternoon, and part of me hoped that meant he’d finally listened.I’d meant what I said this morning— this had to stop. It was already too messy. Too risky. Lisa’s texts were rattling in my head, there had always been a hidden layer in our friendship, something uncomfortable, and that made me more anxious.And yet, every time I closed my eyes, I could still feel him inside me. The way he took me—rough, hungry, like I belonged to him.I poured myself a glass of wine, trying to breathe through the silence.Then came the knock.It was sharp. It wasn’t polite. It was Jordan.I froze. For a second, I considered ignoring it. But my feet betrayed me, carrying me toward the door.I opened it just a crack and there he was—Jordan. Hoodie half-zipped, hair messy, and that predatory look in his eyes that made my stomach drop.“You didn’t answer me when I asked if you were done lying to yourself,” he said, stepping inside before I could stop him. “I know you d
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Line I Can’t Draw
ClaireI barely slept. I lay in bed with my heart pounding, Lisa’s message replaying over and over. 'Is something going on? Do I need to be worried about you?' It wasn’t just curiosity. It was a warning. She knew me too well. She could read between the lines I hadn’t drawn straight enough.I showered again at sunrise, scrubbing his touch off my skin, but it didn’t work. I could still feel his hands, his mouth, the way he filled me so deep I forgot who I was.By morning, I’d made my decision.This had to stop.I dressed quickly— jeans, a plain white tee, no makeup. I didn’t want to be desirable. I didn’t want him to look at me like I was a prize. I just wanted my life back.At 8:13 a.m., I texted him: 'Come over. We need to talk.'He didn’t reply. But five minutes later, I heard the knock on my door.I opened the door, and he stepped in before I could speak. He looked the same— black shirt, jeans hanging low on his hips, tousled hair, eyes sharp and unreadable.“What’s going on?” he as
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) One Small Lie
ClaireI stared at Lisa’s message, my blood running cold. 'Saw Jordan at your place again. Everything okay?'My fingers hovered above the screen, unsure what to say. The air still smelled like him, and my legs ached from how he’d taken me. But now, it was time to face reality.Say something casual, I told myself. Something that makes sense. So I typed back;'He helped me move a few things because Tom’s still away. Everything’s fine!'I hit send and tossed the phone on the nightstand, breathing hard as I waited for her reply. A knock on the back door made me jump. I peeked out the blinds. Jordan, shirtless again, this time with a smug grin and a bottle of wine.I opened the door an inch. “You’re insane.”“I brought wine,” he said, slipping inside without waiting. “We just had sex. You can’t go cold on me now.”“You need to stop walking into my house like it’s yours.”“You let me in,” he said, holding up the bottle like a peace offering. “That’s not the same as locking the door behind m
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Playing With Fire
Claire"Claire, you're glowing today.” Jordan’s voice teased from the fence the next morning. “Do I have anything to do with that?”I was by the pool, wearing a new red bikini, my pulse already racing at his words as my face curved into a smile. His touch from yesterday—his mouth, his cock, the way he’d fucked me in the pool house— had haunted my dreams. Tom wasn't yet back, but I’d checked the locks repeatedly, paranoid about neighbors or an early return.I lowered my sunglasses, meeting his grin. “Don’t get cocky,” I said, trying to sound steady.He leaned against the fence, shirtless, sweat dripping down his body from a run. “Too late,” he said, eyes raking my body. “You’re wearing another hot bikini again. You’re practically begging for me.”I stood, crossing my arms, my breasts shifting inside the bikini. “Maybe I just like red.”“Or you’re dying for round two,” he said, stepping through the gate uninvited.My heart spiked. “Jordan, you can’t just—”“Can’t what?” he cut in, closi
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Beginning
claire“Claire, am I happy to see you?!”I looked up from my lounge chair, already tense at the sound of his voice. Jordan was at the fence again, shirtless as always, his abs glistening and his face cocky."Jordan," I said in a low voice in an attempt to remain calm."Were you waiting for me?" He asked as his lips curved in a proud grin.“I wasn’t,” I lied. Tom had left early this morning as usual, for another business meeting, and for the first time, I had been anticipating his departure.He smirked. “You sure about that? Same bikini. Same lipstick. Same time.”“Maybe I like routines.”“Or maybe you like being watched.”I lifted my drink and watched as he approached the poolside, the sight of him doing making my insides excited already.I stood up slowly. “You shouldn’t be here.”He stepped through the gate anyway. “But I am.”I didn’t stop him. I should have.“You wore that for me,” he said, his eyes sweeping over my chest. “Tell me I’m wrong.”I didn’t answer. My mouth was dry. Hi
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Sex
Claire"For the umpteenth time, Jordan, stop staring at me," I said without looking up, a smirk across my face.Jordan stood on the other side of the fence, his eyes burning into me as I lounged by the pool.My red bikini was tight, like it was hanging on to my ample breasts for dear life and I knew it was driving him crazy. At thirty-eight, I still turned heads, and Jordan's were no exception."I wasn't," he drooled, dripping with charm.Taking off my sunglasses, I looked over at him. He was shirtless, holding a hose like he had forgotten how to use it. His abs glistened, his hair wet and dripping. He was twenty-two, maybe twenty-three, old enough to be my son but too young for me to notice that way I had these past weeks– but I noticed anyway. It was hard not to, those hungry eyes following me every time I stepped outside."You were." I shot back."Fine," he laughed. "Maybe I was, a little. You're not going to tell your husband, are you?""Tell him what?""That I stare," he replied
