Backseat With Stepdad Novels & Stories

Why the fuck is he back? “It’s dad,” I shout to Ashley, confirming her worst fears. “Oh god, oh no, oh no!” “Calm down! It’s fine, just hide the wine – hurry!” The car door slams and my stepdad starts walking up the path to the front door. “Ashley, put it in the cabinet under the TV, he’s going to be in any second.” I hear a shattering noise from behind me. My heart stops beating. I don’t want to turn around. I know what I’m going to see. I take a deep breath, and turn to face Ashley.

“Like this Gio?” I looked in the car and answered, “Yeah just like that.” “And now how about you put Aunt Val’s bag on the floor as well.” Dad did the same thing with Aunt Val’s bag and looked at me for more directions. “Alright now put her other bag in between the seats and put yours on top.” Dad did as he was told and looked at me again. I looked at Mom. “Mom got in the back behind Dad’s seat.” Mom crawled in and sat down.

Stepping into the garage, I found my parents finishing up with packing the van and realized that Evan hadn't been exaggerating--the car looked like both the trunk and the front seats in the back were already completely full, making me wonder where we were even supposed to sit. "Uh, what do I do with this?" I called out, dragging my suitcase behind me. My dad turned to see what I was talking about, his eyes widening as he saw my bag. "Fuck. I knew there was something I'd forgotten about." "Tom!" My mom slapped his arm, as intolerant of swearing as always. Ignoring her, he did a quick pass, looking through the car before glancing over at my bag dubiously. "I think the only place left is in the

"I was hoping me and you could go camping or something this weekend. You know, just a daddy, daughter trip like we used to do all the time." My dad frowns. "I'm sorry sweetie. I was going to take your mom somewhere nice this weekend. We have a lot of catching up to do, if you know what I mean." He says, hinting around about sex. My step mom starts giggling and playfully slaps my dad's arm. The two of them kiss again and dad whispers something in her ear.

Tears filled my eyes and I hugged "What would I do without you?" She chuckled and shuddered "Oh if this is what you are doing with me around I'm afraid of what it will be like without me." "Okay mom we are ready to go..." she heard Stephanie's and Josh's voices. My father appeared behind them instinctively turning Josh to face him like something was wrong while my mom slammed the door in Stephanie's face with the snap of a finger. "Oh that is so rude!" Stephanie scoffed, stomping her foot back down the stairs. My body was still numb so I watched as Reuben threw my stuff in a travel bag.

This time hard and the pressure snapped. I came silently, violently. Squirting out my juices. My pussy spasmed around his finger, gushing in hot waves. He cupped his palm over me just in time, catching every splash of my release so it soaked only his hand and dripped down onto his pants instead of the blanket or seat. I sagged against him, boneless, exhausted, mind blissfully blank. I couldn’t believe it. I’d just let my stepdad finger fuck me to orgasm in the backseat while my mom drove. The same filthy scenes I’d played out alone in my dorm bed were real now. So wet, messy and perfect.

I thought he would use his authority as my stepfather, as the head of the household, or as the man tied to my deepest secrets to override my choice and force me into that car. Instead, he took a step backward. The fight visibly drained out of his broad shoulders, leaving behind a profound, hollow defeat that mirrored my own internal devastation. “Fine,” he said quietly. The single word was stripped of all its corporate command, sounding tired, resigned, and painfully lonely. He walked toward his car without saying anything else. He didn't look back. He turned his broad back on us, his heavy, measured footsteps carrying him out through the automatic glass doors toward the curb where his sleek

My step daddy (4) These past days had been nothing but ecstasy and forbidden fun with my step father. My pussy got wet so easily now when I thought about Sebastian and every time I see him at the backyard shirtless even when mom was right there beside him, I would feel like peeling my clothes off and getting my ass tight down his cock. Later, mom came to the living room and immediately she saw me, she came to hug me. I was surprised for a while. Where did that come from?

I couldn't seem to stop. Downstairs, Mom was in the kitchen with my stepdad, both of them speaking in low voices over a laptop and a half-finished pot of coffee. Her eyes were red around the edges. Ethan stood by the front door with the keys in his hand, looking the way people look when they've walked into someone else's grief and don't know where to put their feet. The second Var and I appeared together, Mom's gaze flicked between us, searching for trouble the way she always did. "You two will share the back seat," she said. "No arguing. Not today."

I couldn't help but wonder what was bothering him. I wanted to reach out to him, but I held back. Derek had always been someone who kept his emotions bottled up, and I didn't want to push him too far. The luxurious bus stopped before a grand hotel called "The Pine View". I was amazed at how beautiful it looked, and I couldn't wait to see what the rooms looked like. My stepdad came down the bus with my mom and spoke to us, "Alright, kids. Hop down the bus. Since we're finally here, let's call it a day and rest."