Cheating With Stepson Novels & Stories

If I was going to cheat, it should at least feel good. "He didn't even break you in? How's that for poetic justice? Don't worry, mommy. I'll wreck you good and hard. You'll be my live in whore when he's dead," my step son said smugly, yanking me back on his dick the moment I was back on all fours. I cried out, the fullness of his dick filling me up brutal and perfect and too much all at once. “The doctors have been saying…" I trailed off in the knick of time, not wanting to sound too eager for Theo's death. "My husband is perfectly healthy," I gasped, trying again as Lee hate fucked me.

The one who’d hurt her son. Funny. In my last life, I carried her grandson in my belly—and all I got were empty promises and a few cold words. “Bella, how could you do this to Julian?” she shouted. “He’s done nothing wrong!” “You arrived late,” I said calmly. “So let me catch you up. Your son cheated on me for over a year—and stole from the Vale while he was at it. And that’s not even the worst part. Lately, he’s been plotting with my stepsister—trying to push me out and take my father’s title and fortune for himself.”

If his son could still end up with Gina somehow, he would support it completely, I instinctively shook my head then after a few seconds, I nodded bitterly. Because technically… I really had cheated, just not on Emily, I cheated on Gina first. Dad’s expression instantly darkened “Which is it?” he asked impatiently, I clenched my fists tightly; I never thought I would end up in such an awkward position “Dad, it doesn’t matter anymore, she is with Mr. Williams now,” I said, knowing exactly what he was thinking. “Just tell me son, what truly happened?” Dad asked seriously. He was very smart and could already tell something was wrong.

The truth tumbled out, stupid and raw, but I couldn't lie, not when stopping him would shatter me. I didn't care if I sounded desperate, whorish. This man, hot, commanding, every inch the forbidden fantasy knew exactly how to unravel a woman. He was my stepfather-in-law, and that only fueled the fire. "Aaah... daddy, don't stop!" I screamed as he positioned himself between my thighs, face inches from my slick heat. His breath ghosted over me, teasing, before his mouth descended, tongue delving in, eating me out with feral hunger. My back arched off the bed, fingers clawing the sheets, lost in the storm he unleashed.

The same cock that stretched me open and ruined me three months ago. “Open wide, Mom,” he repeats, voice low and cruel. He fists my perfectly styled hair, ruining it. “Show your stepson how grateful you are that I haven’t destroyed your new perfect life yet.” This is so fucking wrong. I just married his father. I’m supposed to be the elegant wife now, not a cheating whore on her knees in the basement. But my pussy is still dripping from the orgasm he forced out of me at the dinner table. My thighs are sticky with my own juices. Shame burns hot in my chest, yet I lean forward and wrap my lips around the swollen head.

As if none of this mattered because he knew the truth. How much I didn't. “Say it again.” “I. Hate. You.” His eyes darkened, but the smirk never faltered even for a second. “God, I love it when you lie.” He said with a slight chuckle. “Kade! Where the hell are you?” Maya’s voice came from below us. He headed over to the balcony to respond to her. I didn't think about it as I ran straight for my bedroom. If I had stayed there any longer, I would have started saying and wishing for things married women don’t ask from other people… especially not their stepson.

“Is that all? I thought you had something serious to report.” The blood drained from my face. “Serious? He is cheating on me. With your step-daughter. In the apartment he bought for us.” “Relationships are complicated, Jade,” he said, his voice terrifyingly calm. “Elio is a young, powerful man. He has needs. Sheila... she is a more spirited girl than you. It was bound to happen.” “You knew?” I whispered, the word tasting like ash. “You knew and you let me walk into that restaurant tonight? You let me look like a fool?”

Mason, my stepson, who’s over six feet and packed with muscles, shakes his head and tilts his hips, the action causing his cock to brush through my folds which are still sensitive from the orgasm I just had. “Dad’s not home,” he whispers, his breaths bursting out of him. “I saw him sneaking out a while back.” That brings a frown to my face. Where could my husband be sneaking out to in the middle of the night? I shake my head. That should be the least of my problems right now. My stepson had just gone down on me and I should be more focused on that. The magnitude of what just happened settles over me with horror.

The whole hall suddenly shifted in terror. “Consider this to be your punishment for ruining my reputation!” He yelled. His eyes flashed in anger. “How dare you raise your voice at me? Look at you! You whored yourself out with your boyfriend’s uncle! Gabriel is kind enough to let it slide and just focus on the marriage! You—” SLAP! “…” My grandfather slapped me in the face. Blood dripped from my nose, falling on that marriage document. Gabriel had signed it. My grandfather had already registered our marriage without my consent. The date is just a week away. I couldn’t believe I was just sitting here, dumbfounded, unable even to bring up the cheating,

However, when I was ten years old, she fell ill and passed away. Paige's voice trembled with emotion as she continued, "My dad loved me too, or so I thought. But a few weeks after my mom's death, he came home with Beverly, my stepmom. To my shock, he had been cheating on my mom while she was alive, and Beverly's daughter, Candy, turned out to be his child. When she realized I loved singing, Candy became jealous of me and started singing as well. Her mom pushed her to compete with me, even though she couldn't sing as well as I could.