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YOURS 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,
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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
Last Updated : 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
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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
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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
Last Updated : 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
Last Updated : 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
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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
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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
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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
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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
