Alone With My Stepfather Novels & Stories

Eden I walked a distance, trying to find a coffee shop, bookshop, restaurant, or anything that would take my mind from the fact that I fucked my stepfather. But there was no luck. Just as I was about to request an Uber ride, a car stopped next to me, and the back window went down, and there he was, the man I fucked, my motherfucking stepfather. "You could have taken any of the cars at home, you know?" I didn't dare look at him. I don't even know what to say to this man. Does that mean he had been cheating on almighty Lilian before me? Is this something he's used to doing?

I was barely sixteen when I figured out how fucked up I was. While other guys my age bragged about girls and notch counts, I jerked off to the thought of being slammed against a wall, choked until my vision blurred, fucked until I couldn’t breathe. And there’s just one guy who I can’t get off my mind, the only man I wanted to choke to my own freaking death. My mom’s new husband, stepfather. I pushed the heavy front door open before pulling my key from the lock. “Hello?” All I wanted now was to get some food and collapse on my bed. Probably jerk off to the thought of my stepfather if I’m lucky enough.

But if she was right then I had to find out the truth. “He's my stepfather.” I blurted out and she gasped, obviously not expecting that answer. “He married my step- I mean he married my mom, so I'm his stepson. Don't go around assuming awful things.” I added, sounding even more pissed off than usual. She suddenly looked at me like I was her savior and grabbed my hands, batting her eyelashes at me. “Would you beg your father to make me stay? I'll do whatever you want. I can be your slut. I'll suck your cock right now if you want—”

It looked like something from a storybook. "Welcome home!" A deep voice called out. A tall man stepped off the porch, and Lily recognized him from the wedding photos. Alpha Kane, soon to be her stepfather, had graying black hair and kind eyes. He looked strong and important, the way alphas were supposed to look. Mom jumped out of the truck and ran into his arms. They kissed, and Lily looked away, her cheeks warming. Luna woke up and pressed her cold nose against Lily's neck. "I know," Lily whispered, scratching behind Luna's ears. "We'll be okay. We have to be."

“Always, Daddy.” He freed himself thick, hard, already leaking and pushed inside me in one long, claiming slide. My back arched off the wall. The bump pressed between us like living proof. He fucked me right there in the alleydeep, steady, the wet slap of skin echoing off the bricks while cars hissed past on the main street twenty feet away. “Feel that?” he rasped, one hand sliding down to rub slow circles over the swell of my belly. “That’s your stepdad’s baby growing inside you while he fucks you out in public like the dirty girl you never stopped being.”

“You really have no filter.” I just smiled. Deep down, I wanted that for her too—that she’d be happy, fulfilled, and that I wouldn’t be her entire world. And for Uncle Lemuel as well. He was single before marrying my mom. It would be nice if he had a child he could truly call his own. “What are my girls talking about?” my stepfather suddenly asked as he came out of their bedroom. His hair was still damp—it looked like he’d just showered. Mom and I exchanged glances. She didn’t answer, probably feeling a bit awkward now that he was there.

"Fuck! I never knew it would feel this good." Ah... I wish these were Luke's fingers instead. The sudden admission made me feel a subtle sense of shame and nausea. This was my stepfather i was fantasizing about. I always had a resistance to sex with men because of what happened to my mother. I'm in love with Luke but it will never be reciprocated. He won't have sex with me so this works out for me. I continue to pleasure myself and imagine Luke was in my bed. His hand is now the hand that's pleasuring me.

I was pathetic, crying over a man who didn't give a shit about me. The cool night air hit me immediately when I stepped out. Workers were still moving around. I couldn't help the knot that formed in my stomach. Even if I hated every single second of it, a part of me had to finally accept the painful reality. The man I was falling for was going to be my stepfather soon. He was marrying my mother. I had to stop daydreaming and start seeing him as my family. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. I stared out into the dark shadows past the lit lawn. I couldn't tell whether it was the tears that blurred my vision or something else, but I saw two figures in a tussle near the bushes.

"Busy doing what? Why haven't I seen you around? Mom mentioned something about a wedding, but I didn't think it was this." My stomach dropped. Mom had told him? They were still in touch? I had assumed they were out of my life now that Rufus was in the picture. "We... we're all good. It's just been a lot." "Just a lot?" Jake pressed. "You look like you're in love. Or terrified. Which one is it?" I didn't know what to say. How could I explain to him that I was in love with my stepfather? How could I explain that I was addicted to the way he looked at me? The way he controlled me?

The life that I had built deliberately out of the wreckage of everything that came before. There were two hundred people in this room and I was standing here coming apart over a man I had buried, no I straightened. Lifted my chin. Found my smile and put it back where it belonged. He was my stepson. That was his role now. That was all he was ever going to be. He would soon be leaving for where he came from. I let a few minutes pass. Let the room pull me back in — Richard's voice, the music, the warmth of people who meant well. And when I turned to Salvatore again it was with the steadiness of a woman who had made her peace.