Backseat With Stepdad Novels & Stories

" Leaving the house, I let the cool evening air wash over me. My feet carried me aimlessly, my mind lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Before I realized it, I found myself standing outside the old house at the Midnight pack. My mind could not help but wander to those beautiful days I spent here with my parents, now step parents. I learnt so many things here ànd experienced the best childhood here. It's such a shame that the people who lived here were no longer the same. They changed, I changed, everything changed. The door creaked open, revealing my stepmother. Her eyes narrowed upon seeing me. "Mia," she spat, venom dripping from her tone. "What are you doing here?" "I... I … " I stammered,no

A few minutes later, my mom was dropped off at home while I sat in the car. A few minutes later, Aiden came out of the house. "Your stepbrother is at home so he'll take care of her. She looks so drained and tired," Aiden informed me, opening the car and getting inside the driver's seat. "You'll love to sit in front won't you?" Aiden asked, turning to look at me. As I opened my mouth to speak, he interjected, "This is not even meant to be a thing of choice. I want you to sit with me and that's a command," his tone commanding and his eyes digging deep into mine. He stretched himself to the passenger side and opened the door.

"Nobody will. Be good girl and follow me, Leona. If you don't want me to inform your Aunt about it!" No. Mom shouldn't know that I came here. Or she will definitely throw a fit. " Don't use my Aunt every time. It's cowardy. Fine, I am hopping in. Don't need to touch me!" Everything is already messed up. Let's not make more trouble. The more I can stay away from everyone the better. I hop in the car, sitting next to my stepfather. What a tragic twist! One father did abandon me. Here another one as my legal guardian came to find me at this hour. My life knows how to make a joke on me.

Hazel’s POV I stared at my phone as my stepdad’s name flashed across the screen for the third time that hour. The sight of it dragged me straight back to that awful night just days earlier, him standing in the doorway with a cold, unyielding expression, pointing at my bag on the porch. “You’ve embarrassed this family enough with all your action and that pathetic livestream,” he had snapped, his voice cutting like ice. “Take your things and get out. Don’t come back until you’ve fixed the mess you made.”

Eventually east wing was where I retired the to making myself comfortable while I gulped, expecting none glittering magic in waves to sign time. This was the location Ethan warned me never to visit. “That section of the house is his,” in reference to Christopher, his stepfather. Although Ethan and Christopher were never in good terms no matter the fact that they were family but that distance is always there as Christopher The man who possessed all but answered to no one. Ethan on the other hand always busy with work Never finds time for his dear wife,This made me seek solitude to East wing where Christopher house is located pouring my mind, thought and all my heart as that place seems to

Sitting in the dining room, I watched Henry come behind my mother and grab a nice big handful of her ass. Mum of course let out a cute little giggle and started rubbing her ass against his cock. There was something about my step-dad no one knew except for me. I found out he had a tight little secret. It was only when I had to bring my step-dad an important document into work for him as he left it on the bed side table in his room that’s when I found out.

“You really should let Caleb sit up here because of the leg room,” Jeanie said to my father, even as she was buckling her seatbelt. “The boy can suffer. ‘Stepsister’ ‘stepbrother,’ ugh. It’s like they’re trying to piss me off,” my father grumped, starting the Suburban. Caleb pulled a scratchy flannel blanket out of the back of the Suburban and draped it over us as the Suburban slowly began to warm up. We bumped along the gravel road, holding hands under the blanket while my father openly held Jeanie’s hand up front.

My expression was back to its usual serious look as I opened the door and walked into the living room. I was shocked when I caught sight of figures sitting right there on the couch. I stopped for a moment and stared at them. My father and stepmother were sitting there comfortably, laughing at something on the screen. I walked back to the door and looked at the garage. In my excitement, I had forgotten the SUV parked at the end, tucked away carefully behind my other cars. Walking back into the living room now without a care, they both looked up the moment they heard my footsteps. My father's eyes crinkled with a smile the moment he saw me.

I sat on the couch, bored out of my mind, flipping through channels without really seeing anything. He had left earlier for one of their warehouses, barking orders at his men like the control freak he was. Steve had taken the opportunity to drag my mom out on some fancy date, which she had been reluctant about at first. I told her to go. It’s already bad enough that I’m fucking her stepson — I wasn’t about to ruin her night just because I got my leg messed up chasing after said stepson’s cock.

I came again, muffled cries escaping as my body shook. Stepdad came down my throat, holding my head still until I swallowed every drop. Jake followed, pulling out to cum on my ass, his hot seed dripping down my crack. We collapsed in a heap, bodies tangled, the air thick with the scent of sex. Stepdad pulled me against his chest, his hand possessively on my hip. "Good girl," he murmured. "This family's closer now than ever."