Chubby Step Daughter Novels & Stories

My stepdad’s powerful thrusts slam me forward onto Marcus’s cock again and again in a steady rhythm. My heavy tits swing wildly beneath me, nipples aching and sensitive. “Goddamn, she’s dripping down her thighs,” Marcus groans, fucking my face faster. “You weren’t kidding when you told me your stepdaughter really is a cock hungry whore.” My stepdad spanks my ass hard several times. It echoes through the room and makes my skin sting in the best way. “She is my perfect little fucktoy, she's been on my cock for months and still can’t get enough.”

she said cheerfully. “Oh my, is this your daughter, sir?” the woman asked. “She’s grown so much.” “You know me?” Stephie asked, curious. The woman nodded. “We’ve known you since you were a baby.” Stephie pointed at the shy little girl. “Who’s she?” The child quickly hid behind the man beside the woman. “That’s Miles,” she explained. “Our daughter.” “Can I play with her?” “Of course,” the woman smiled. “But didn’t your parents say you need to rest first?”

“You’re already mine, you filthy little slut. This tight cunt has been begging for Daddy’s cock for weeks. Listen to how wet you are, creaming all over your stepdad’s dick while your mom is on a plane thinking everything is normal.” My pussy fluttered wildly around him at his words, more slick gushing out as I got closer and closer. I reached between us and rubbed my swollen clit fast, my fingers getting slippery from the mess we were making. “I’m your cumslut stepdaughter, Daddy. I loved showing you my spread open pussy on camera and now I love feeling you destroy it in real life. Cum inside me, breed me deep, I want to feel your load shooting straight into my womb while I cum all over your

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

My cock throbbed, eager to deflower one of my daughters. "Jessie's all yours," Stephanie purred. "I'll eat out Lacey while you take Jessie's cherry." "Yes, Daddy!" gasped Jessie as my wife and I switched places. Stephanie buried her face into our oldest girl's cunt. My slut-daughter gasped, her round tits jiggling. She squeezed her eyes shut as her mother feasted on her cunt. The sight was so hot. I crawled over Jessie, my cock swaying.

“Why didn’t you inform me so that I will pick you up from the airport?” “I wanted to surprise you” My dad came in and mom gave him a big hug. Alex brought out the wheelchair and my dad sat on it. She pushed the chair to the car and we drove off. __________Nelly_____________ I was with the other maids in kitchen talking about the arrival of the new caretaker and her dad “Who does she think she is?” “Nelly would you please let her be”said Stephanie “And why should I? Ain’t you not upset that the old man took your position?”

She has a funny way with words, I nod my head. "Is she well? Is she married? I always prayed for her" I smile. "Yes, she is doing well, she owns her own company, and is very happy with my stepfather." I told her with a happy smile. She offers me sympathy for my “father” as I told her I have a stepfather, I try to quiet her concerns when I inform her that I do not know my true father, my mother has been in a committed relationship with my stepfather since I was child.

"But aren't I your biological daughter after all?" Dad's brow furrowed in deep impatience. "Why must you be so difficult and unreasonable? Stephanie was raised to be poised, elegant, and cultured. You are deaf in one ear and didn't even manage to graduate high school! How could you ever hope to compare to her?" Mom sighed heavily, patting my shoulder with patronizing condescension, as if comforting a child throwing a tantrum. "Stop being so stubborn. Do you have any idea how few abducted children ever actually make it back to their parents? You should be grateful that you returned to a family that puts food on your table and a roof over your head. What more could you possibly want from us?"

I growled, grabbing his wrist and forcing his fingers faster. "Fuck the age, fuck the rules, make me yours!" Videos I watched on G****e about step daughter and step dad were all fiction until now. In my front, it's happening.

I just walked past him and into the sitting room, slamming the door behind me. Inside, I tried to breathe. The room was too quiet, too clean. I turned on the TV, hoping to lose myself in a movie. Maybe if I watched something light, I could forget where I was. Who I was with. But peace didn’t last. A few minutes later, the door creaked open, and his son walked in like he owned the place. His shoulders were relaxed, but the smirk on his face made me sit up straighter. “Stepmom,” he said, dragging out the word like it was poison. “What’s it like, marrying someone old enough to be your father? Let me guess—it’s all about the money, right?”