Chubby Step Daughter Novels & Stories

He notified, his hot breath trickling my neck some more. Something unsettling was clinging to my insides. “Don’t do this, Blaze. I am your Father’s wife!” I reminded them, hoping he would get a grasp of reality and let go before my body would overreact and give in. I couldn't remember the last time I was this close to a man, especially one as attractive as he was. “Are you heating up, Dear Stepmom? Your cheeks are red.” He pointed out, and gradually, the claws of embarrassment engulfed me, swallowing me up.

Which meant he was my new step-brother. I spent the next hour trying to scrub the memory of his hands off my skin, but it was pointless. By the time my mom knocked on my door to remind me about the trust fund signing, I felt like I was walking through a nightmare. "You look pale, honey," my mom said as we walked into the massive, glass-fronted lobby of Sterling Corp. She reached out to adjust the collar of my blouse. "Are you sure you're not coming down with something? And why are you dressed like a librarian?"

Quentin casually replied as he reached the bedside. Quentin bent over the gurney, carefully examining the pale, unconscious face of the girl. He could see delicate features and youthful skin still retaining a glow of youth. She seemed to be in her teens. "Poor child. I wonder what happened to her," Quentin muttered under his breath. Judging by her delicate features and obviously underage appearance, she was exactly the type Lorneauxs favored. Quentin straightened up, mocking, "You know, she bears a striking resemblance to your step-sister Claire."

Sophie was in high spirits, as usual. “So,” Sophie said with a mischievous grin as they reached the lecture hall. “Tell me more about your stepfather. After seeing him the other day, I have been wanting to ask about him. He is so hot. Like, seriously. If he wasn’t your stepdad, I might be interested. That silver-fox thing he has going on? Total daddy material.” Monalisa’s cheeks burned. “Sophie!” “What? I’m just saying. He’s tall, muscular, that commanding presence… total fantasy material.”

And her face looked damn-near perfect with high cheekbones and a killer smile. "Mom," she squealed as she threw her arms around me. The embrace lasted longer than I expected. She seemed genuinely happy to see me. Was it my imagination, or were her erect nipples pressing through her blouse against me? For a moment I had the playful thought of groping her to see if her panties were wet, but I didn't seriously think my stepdaughter would appreciate my hand between her legs. But still I could feel my face flush, which I passed off as relieved that Patti wasn't pissed at me for sending her off 11 years earlier.

This girl will be the end of me. I started to move, pushing myself into her mouth in a slow and steady rhythm. "Yes... oh God, Angel... just like that," I panted. I looked down, watching her. The sight was the most forbidden thing I had ever seen. My nineteen-year-old stepdaughter, kneeling between my naked legs in the living room, my cock buried deep in her mouth while a cartoon animal sang a happy song on the TV behind her. "Ahhhh, yes... ohhh, fuck... mnnnn, yes, Angel... ohhh..."

he continued, his voice lifting slightly, "I heard something interesting. You have a stepdaughter now. Alexandra Chen, is it?. Twenty-six years old. Pretty girl. Very pretty. I'd say she's even my type." My hand tightened around the phone. "And you know what else I heard?" he asked, his voice dropping lower to a taunting level. "I heard some very interesting things about the kind of relationship you have with this stepdaughter of yours. Some very interesting rumors." The bastard laughed again, that same stupid laugh. "Tell me, Dean," he asked, his voice dripping with mockery. "Is it true? Do you fuck your dead wife's daughter? Or are you still pretending to be the noble stepfather?"

My STEP DAD'S BEST FRIEND Step Father: Mason Black Step Father Best friend: Lawrence Diaz Step Daughter: Blair Kingston LAWRENCE~~ “Don't bite your fucking lip if you don't want to find yourself slammed against the wall, screaming my name, Love.” I placed the dumb bells back into the racks, distracting myself from the little temptress herself. My best friend's step daughter, Blair. “How confident are we?” Blair's soft voice echoes from her end of the gym. She slips off her sweatpants and shoes, stepping onto a yoga mat. Her poses catch me off guard as she moves into a split, leaning forward with her back arched letting out a soft moan.

Not standing beside Kelan pretending to be his perfect Luna, but plotting with Valor to take everything for ourselves. "I'm sure he'll her number tonight," I mentioned casually. "Finally stopped calling her every five minutes." "About time," Valor muttered. "His obsession with that girl was getting pathetic." "She's my step-sister you know," I revealed quietly. Valor's eyebrows rose in surprise. "Step-sister? You never mentioned that before." I set the glass down and walked to the window, looking out at the pack grounds below. "Her father was with my mother once," I explained. "Before he met Melissa's mother. My mother got pregnant but he denied it and moved on. Built a whole life with Melis

"I didn't see you that way. You always made me happy and I was really hurt when you left. I cried for days." His lips curved into a sad smile. "I'm so sorry. I don't really understand why your mother treated you that way, but I am happy for the woman you turned out to be." I smiled. "Thanks dad. Now that all the gloominess is behind us, I have to ask because I am so confused. Step dad has a young adult daughter? How come! He left us ten years ago which means all his kids should be young. And you! You have a grandchild??? How is that even possible?!"