Chubby Step Daughter Novels & Stories

When my stepdaughter, Yvonne Sinclair, reported me to the police for bad-touching her, my mother rushed to the police station. But outside the station, someone pushed her to the ground, and she broke her hip. In my past life, Yvonne had to repeat her senior year of high school. She complained that her school dorm was too noisy and begged me to let her move back home. My wife, Wendy Harper, backed her up. “How could you bear to let your daughter stay in a room with seven other girls?” I gave Yvonne my study and bought her a new desk and a new lamp. Two months later, she reported me to the police. She claimed that I had entered her room in the middle of the night. When the police asked h

“They want to come with us to the graves.” “What? Chubby’s coming?” Noah groaned. “That’s no fun!” “Noah! Call Rachel chubby one more time, and there’ll be no outings for you!” I warned him. Poor Rachel—she’s always getting teased by Noah. She’s just a little round and completely adorable. “She’s Sam’s daughter. You like Sam, right? He’s kind to you. Why is it so hard to be kind to his daughter?” Noah crossed his arms and mumbled, “But she is chubby. Why can’t I say it?”

I figured she would be Carolyn’s daughter, but the fact that she is my stepsister and should be off-limits does not register one bit as I imagine what she would look like on her knees before me. “Zayne, nice to meet you,” she says, her voice sounding like a beautiful melody. She presses her body against my chest while I whisper a silent prayer hoping that my manhood behaves itself. After a hug I consider way too short, she pulls away, smiles, and makes her way down the staircase, my eyes following her body. Thick chocolate thighs, her round buttocks highlighting her tiny waist with ample breasts. I have never been with a girl like her before, having stuck to blondes or brunettes all my life

Skyler teased her 20 year old daughter,pinching her cheeks lightly. "Whose daughter am i anyway?"Kassidy asked proudly. "Of course,it's Skyler's child you are sweetheart,I'm so glad things are working out in our favour now" "But mother,we can't just leave her,you know she's not going to give up that easily,if i should suggest,we sell her to a brothel,she would make a fine whore!"Kassidy said coldly not caring to consider the fact that it was her step sister she was talking about.

The robe was cut at the thigh probably half an inch shorter than what could be considered family attire but with only daughters and a horny husband in the house it really wasn’t an issue. I walked down the stairs slow enough to ponder the pictures of my daughter Stephanie which were displayed along the wall like a museum exhibit with a beaming teenager and then a grinning child and then laughing toddler joyfully greeting all who climbed this particular staircase in this particular home while she herself miraculously became younger and younger with each downward step. Where had that happy child gone? Where was she now? I went into the kitchen and nearly collided with my eighteen year old step

His comment was harmless but led to one that I can later exploit with all my womanly guile. “You know, in some ways you remind me of my stepdaughter from my wife’s first marriage. She turned 18 just last week and my gud she turned out to be a beautiful young adult from the skinny kid she used to be.” “Did she and you get on well together?” “Oh yes, very much so, but always platonic. Only saw her momentarily once in the nude when she was just 16 and even then she had well-formed boobs, and today she’s about the same kind of figure as you June. That’s why you remind me of her.”

I look my stepdad in the eyes, give him a coy smile, and lower my pussy right onto his dick. Daddy’s POV My stepdaughter’s velvet pussy slides onto me slowly, like a too- small sleeve being pulled over a muscular arm. She’s so fucking tight. So fucking tight. I keep my eyes locked on hers as she lowers herself. She’s soaking wet, but even that isn’t enough to ease the entrance of my enormous cock. She bites her lip and moans a little, and I swear I almost come right then. “Daddy, you’re so big,” she says incredulously, her caramel- colored eyes wide. “I didn’t know cocks could be this big...”

"Mommy, I have a father. In the future, I will have a father's child. No one will say that I am a bastard..." Before she could finish her words, Stacy covered her mouth, held her in her arms, and rubbed her hair. "Everyone has a mouth, and what everyone says is different. In 100 mouths, there are 100 people like you. So, Stephanie doesn't care about what others say. You are your, mommy's sweetheart." Stephanie nodded vigorously and put her arms around Stacy's neck. "Mommy, I think I'm so happy now." Stacy looked at his daughter. Why was this little guy so emotional today?

Scott took the glass and held it up to his face for a few seconds, then he took one sip, and another, and another before dropping the glass. “Not so bad now, is it?” she smiled and walked over to the other side of the desk and sat. “Can we talk before you finish your drink and I leave?” “Sure, Claire.” My mother took a sip of her drink, dropped the glass slowly on the desk, and leaned over, resting her elbows on the table. “I want to talk about Sabrina.” “Sabrina?” Scott's brows furrowed. “What about your daughter?” “Exactly... my daughter,” she muttered. “Why, my daughter? I mean... she doesn’t look better than me. She can’t be better than the original.”

“Fuck me!!" How I love this. She was my best friend's daughter, I was her stepfather…I loved quenching her desire. I'm not proud of it. But I love it