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YOURS 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 : 2025-04-11YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lesbians Sex
Jenny“What the fuck was that?” I snapped, jolting up from sleep the following morning at the sound of an engine and blaring of a car horn. The room reeked of sex, sweat, Tara’s cum and mine. Tara gasped, scrambling off the couch, her torn dress barely clinging to her hips. “That’s—Ethan’s car!” she exclaimed, her wide eyes darting to the window as she gripped my arm, her nails biting into my skin like she was clinging to a lifeline.“Stay here,” I said as I yanked my jeans up but she was already moving, barefoot and frantic. “Jenny—he’s hurt!” she cried, shoving past me toward the door.“Fuck,” I muttered, as I followed her out the room. He had crashed the car against a tree, the door to the driver's seat hanging open. He stumbled out, whiskey stench rolling off him. His tie was loose and crooked, blood trickling from a cut on his forehead and staining his shirt.“Tara—my Tara,” he slurred, lurching toward us, his eyes drowsy but locked on her with desperate hunger. “I- I tracked
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Lesbians Sex
Chapter 6: Insurance Or Blackmail.Jenny“Let me join in?” I echoed, my voice a low growl, as I stepped back from Tara, Ethan's plea hanging in the cabin’s sweaty air. His hand was still on his jeans, stroking himself through the fabric, his bloodshot eyes darting between her naked, dripping body and mine, the strap-on glistening with her cum.Tara’s grip tightened on my arm, her breath hitching.“Jenny—he’s drunk—he doesn’t mean it,” she stammered, but her voice wavered, her nipples hardening as she glanced at him then back to me.“Doesn’t he?” I snapped “Look at him. His cock’s out, begging. You want this, Tara?”“I—I don’t know,” she panted, her eyes wild with guilt and heat. “Fuck, Jenny, I'm still so turned on— after you—”“Good,” I snarled as I grabbed her face and kissed her hard, my tongue claiming her mouth, tasting her desperation, her lips salty with sweat. “Then let’s fuck him up together—show him what he’s missing.”“Jenny—God,” she moaned, her hands dragging my shirt as
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-11YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Playing The Man
Jenny“Give me that fucking phone, now!” I shouted and lunged at Ethan as he dangled the glowing screen just out of reach, his drunken smirk twisting his bloody face.“Not a chance,” he replied, stumbling back. His jeans were still open and his cock was soft but twitching like he was ready for more. “This is my leverage, Jenny. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.”Tara gasped, her naked body pressed against me, her skin still slick from our cum.“You recorded us? Ethan, what the hell?”“Leverage,” he repeated, his eyes darting between her dripping thighs and my bare chest, the strap-on harness hanging loose around my hips. “You two keep me in this, whatever it is, or I post it. Wedding guests, your families, everyone sees you fucking like animals.”“I’ll break your fucking face first,” I roared, stepping forward with my fists clenched, but Tara grabbed me, her grip desperate.“Wait Jenny, he’s serious. Look at him.”“Damn right I am,” Ethan said, swaying, his grin widening as he
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-15YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Submission Games
JennyThe next morning, I lay on the couch with Tara tangled against me, her breath warm on my shoulder.But the silence didn’t last.The door creaked.I sat up fast, the sheet barely covering us, and there he was. Ethan. Shirtless. Smirking.“Morning, girls,” he said. “Sleep well? You looked like angels curled up together. Almost took a picture.”“Don’t fucking push it,” I snapped, my voice still hoarse from the night before.Tara stirred beside me, groaning. “Jesus, Ethan. Give us a minute.”“No,” he said bluntly. “Time’s up.”My stomach twisted.The phone was in his other hand, that same fucking red dot blinking faintly on the screen.“You said we could play,” he reminded us, lifting the phone slightly. “And yesterday I Iet you take the lead. Well, it's my turn now.”I stood, letting the sheet fall away. Naked. Unashamed. My fists clenched at my sides. “You want more? You don’t get to order us around like dogs, Ethan.”“Really?” he said, raising a brow. “Because I’ve got proof you
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-15YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Breaking Point
JennyHis words hit me like a slap.“This time, I’m fucking you, Jenny.”Tara flinched beneath me, her body still slick with sweat and cum, her breath ragged. My own heart was thudding hard, not from fear—but fury.I stood slowly, naked and shaking, but I met Ethan’s eyes with steel in mine.“You must be crazy! You think you can just—what? Demand it now? After everything?” I snapped.He leaned back in the chair like he owned the place, the fucking blinking red light still taunting us from the phone on the table.“I’m not demanding,” he said smoothly. “I’m cashing in. You knew it would come to this.”Tara sat up slowly, covering herself with the corner of the blanket, her voice hoarse. “Ethan… don’t.”He looked at her, and for the first time, there was something colder than lust in his eyes.“You made me a joke,” he said. “You left me humiliated at the altar and ran off to fuck your best friend. And now, I want you to get a taste of your medicine. You get to watch me fuck the love of y
Huling Na-update : 2025-04-15YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Last Round
JennyEthan was drunk.Slouched in the armchair, shirt unbuttoned, eyes dazed. The bottle of whiskey sat half-empty on the floor, his grip loose and lazy.“You think you’re done with me?” he slurred, pointing at me. “We’re not done. I want you again.”I stayed still on the couch, watching him.“I fucked you once,” he said, “but once ain’t enough.”Tara looked at me from across the room. She didn’t say anything—just gave me a tiny nod. We’d planned this. I stood slowly. Walked over without a word.“You want another round?” I asked.He grinned, proud and stupid. “Damn right I do.”I straddled him in the chair, grabbing his jaw roughly. “You think this makes you powerful?”“I think it makes me lucky,” he muttered, his hands already on my hips.“Keep your hands to yourself.”He let out a groan but didn’t fight me. I leaned forward, lips brushing his neck, keeping him distracted while my hand reached down to unzip him.Behind him, Tara was already moving.I met her eyes once over his shoul
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YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Night Confessions
MiaI was silent at work the entire day.No stolen glances. No lingering in the hallway. No breathless meetings behind closed doors.I kept my head down, my voice flat, my heart locked up. Every time I saw Owen from across the office, I looked away. And when he tried to come near me— once by the elevator and once by the break room, I turned and walked off.I couldn’t trust him. Not yet. Not until he proved I wasn’t just a beautiful distraction from a life he had no intention of leaving.When I got home, I kicked off my heels, dropped my bag, and curled up on the couch. The silence of my apartment swallowed me. I didn’t know if I was waiting for time to pass or for my phone to light up.What I wasn't expecting was the knock at the door.I froze. Then it came again. Firmer. Urgent.I opened it and there he was. Owen.His hair was messy like he’d run his hands through it a thousand times. His tie gone and his sleeves rolled up. Eyes wild.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my heartbeat
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Apartment Escape
MiaHis fiancée was here. Owen’s words hit hard, my heart slamming as I scrambled off his desk, yanking my skirt down.I looked a mess, my panties lost, my body still tingling. I grabbed my blouse, panic clawing at me.“Owen, what the hell?” I hissed. “Your fiancée’s here?”“Stay calm,” he said, zipping his pants, his face tight. “We’re leaving.”“Leaving?” I snapped, grabbing my bag. “She’s probably right outside!”“Exactly." He caught my wrist. “Back exit. Now.”I wanted to argue, to demand answers, but the sound of heels approaching shut me up. I followed Owen through a side door to the back stairs. We hit the parking garage, and he pulled me toward his black car.“Get in,” he said, opening the passenger door.“This is insane,” I muttered.He jumped into the driver’s seat and drove out. The city lights streaked past, but all I could think about was the woman I didn't know and what I’d just done with her supposed fiancé.“Where are we going?” I asked.“My place,” he said, eyes on th
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) After Hours
MiaI couldn’t focus all day.Every time I looked at Owen, I saw his hands on me, his mouth on mine, the way he made me moan like I belonged to him. And then I heard Ann’s voice again, her words playing in my head like a bad dream.Engaged. To a billionaire heiress.I wanted to scream.Instead, I kept my head down, worked through the meetings, and avoided his eyes. I knew he noticed. Of course he noticed.At 6:45 p.m., I was the last one left on the floor, gathering my things and ready to bolt.“Mia.” His voice came from behind me, low and steady.I didn’t turn. “I’m heading out.”“You’ve been avoiding me.”“I’ve been working," I shot back, pissed.He moved closer. “That’s not what I asked.”I turned, finally looking at him. “Why don’t you ask your fiancée what’s going on instead?”His jaw tightened. “So you heard.”“Was I not supposed to?”He stepped in, closing the space between us. “It’s not what you think.”“Really?” I snapped. “Because what I think is that you screwed me on your
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Late Nights At Work
MiaThe office clock ticked past 9 p.m. when Owen’s voice cut through the silence."Mia, you done yet?"I jumped. My desk, a mess of coffee cups and papers, felt suffocating. He wanted the quarterly report before morning, no mistakes allowed.“Almost, Mr. Carter!” I called, my fingers scrambling across the keys.“Bring it in when you’re ready. I’m not here for fun.”His voice sent a familiar jolt through me. Owen Carter— CEO, perfectionist and the reason I couldn't think straight. He was a walking fantasy— dark hair with green eyes that enchanted you, and a smile that could melt or destroy you.I’d been his assistant for six months, and every day was a battle to keep my head straight. It started with small things— his hand brushing mine when I handed him coffee, lingering stares, teasing remarks that made me blush for hours. I told myself it meant nothing but I couldn't ignore the tension. Not anymore.I grabbed my laptop, heart racing and knocked on his office door.“Come in, Mia,” h
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Renewing Our Vows
ClaireLater in the day, after my triumph over Tom and Jordan, I sat at a corner table in a quiet café, my coffee untouched, waiting for Lisa.My victory in the bedroom had been fierce, but her shadow lingered— the unresolved problem, a threat that could unravel everything. I’d claimed my men, but Lisa’s blackmail still loomed. Today, I’d end it.She walked in, eyes wary as she spotted me.“Claire,” she said, sliding into the seat across from me. “What do you want?”I leaned forward, voice low and steady.“You think you can hold that night over me? Expose me to the neighborhood, my family?”I pulled my phone from my purse, tapping the screen to show a paused video."What you didn't know is that there's a camera in our bedroom.”Lisa’s face paled. “What camera?”I hit play. The footage was grainy but clear— Lisa stepping into the room, clapping, her voice dripping with smugness: “That was… intense.” Then her plea: “I want to be part of it.” The scene shifted to her moaning under Tom, t
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) Staking My Claim
ClaireThe morning light peeked through the blinds, but I hadn't been able to sleep all night. My mind was a mess, thoughts of Lisa’s smirk, her body under Tom, her hands on Jordan. My men.Jealousy clawed at me, raw and relentless. She’d tasted what was mine, and I couldn’t let that stand. Today, I’d burn her memory from their minds and make Tom and Jordan know they belonged to me.I slipped into a black lace lingerie, the fabric hugging my curves like a glove.Taking my phone, texted Jordan: 'Come over. Now.'Then I turned to Tom, sprawled in bed, his chest rising slow. “Get up,” I said, voice sharp. “We’re settling this.”He opened one eye, a smirk tugging his lips.“What’s got you so worked up, Claire?”I leaned down, gripping his jaw, nails biting.“You fucked her in front of me.” My voice was a low blade. “You’re mine, Tom. Both of you are.”His smirk wavered, curiosity sparking.A knock interrupted. Jordan. I let him in, his eyes catching on my outfit, then flicking to Tom, who
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Price Of An Affair
ClaireLisa’s shirt hit the floor, her breasts bouncing as she pulled her pants off, standing bare and confident.“So,” she purred, her eyes flicking between Tom and Jordan, “who’s first?”Tom’s wicked grin widened, his gaze locked on her. “You think you can just walk in and call the shots? Prove you’re capable.”“Oh, I will.” She turned to me, her smirk sharp. “Claire, sit back. Watch how it’s done.”My stomach twisted, jealousy sparking inside me. I pulled the sheet over myself, heart pounding, as Lisa sauntered toward Tom. Jordan stood still, his eyes on me.“Claire,” Jordan said, voice low, “you okay with this?”I wasn’t. But Lisa’s threat hung heavy— my family, our friends, our life exposed.“Just… do what you have to,” I muttered.Tom grabbed Lisa’s wrist, yanking her against him. “You want in? You follow my rules.” His voice was possessive and commanding. He shoved her toward the bed, right beside me.“On your back. Now.”Lisa complied. She spread her legs, one hand trailing do
YOURS STEPDADDY (A COLLECTION OF STEAMY STORIES) The Watcher At The Door
“To the bedroom, now!” Tom ordered, his voice rough and low.I moved without thinking, my feet taking my body along. Tom and Jordan followed, trailing behind me, their eyes raging with hunger and desire."Get on the bed," Tom said immediately we arrived. I crawled onto the mattress. Jordan followed, pulling his shirt over his head, his eyes glued to me like he was starving.Tom stood back, watching. “Hands and knees, Claire. Let him see what’s mine.”I hesitated, my breath shaky, but I obeyed as I got into position, spreading my ass in front of their hungry eyes. Jordan stepped up behind me, his hands gripping my hips possessively.“She’s wet again,” he murmured.“She never stopped being wet,” Tom smirked. “That’s what happens when you fuck her right.”Jordan leaned down, one hand sliding between my legs, his fingers teasing. “I can feel you throbbing.”I moaned, arching back into his hand.Tom moved to the head of the bed, stroking himself. “Let him play with you. I want to see your
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,
