Chubby Step Daughter Novels & Stories

“Marcus… she’s right inside.” “That’s what makes it hot, isn’t it?” He pressed the finger deeper, just the tip, stretching me teasingly. I had to lock my knees to stay upright. The forbidden thrill sent a fresh gush of wetness over his hand. “My girlfriend’s daughter dripping for her stepdaddy’s cock while she makes salad.” The word *stepdaddy* hit me like a spark. I whimpered softly, pushing back against his finger. He chuckled darkly and pulled away just as Mom stepped outside.

"As a father of young daughters, I like to keep on top of what they're getting up to. I figured you're like myself in that aspect, and since my wife and daughters have taken a liking to your kid, I thought it best we meet so your mind can be at ease when she's here with us." "Thanks for thinking of that, though I had no worries on that score. Your family's reputation is above par. I couldn't be happier for my daughter to become close to yours. Maybe they can help break her out of her shell." "That's a possibility. I hear you have another daughter at home." "My stepdaughter Victoria, yes."

I was the only one here, still in a meeting with investors. I leaned back on my chair, neck getting stiff and painful when I heard soft little shuffles under my desk. Oh! I forgot. Jaz my step daughter was here too. At age twenty two, she was built like every filthy fantasy I had since I was a teen. She was currently on her knees, black skin glistening, thighs spread wide, ass in the air. Although she was grown up, she acted like her brain was made of sand. Always clueless and lost, acting like a dumb bitch.

Your stepdaughter is fucking H-O-T. It’s true. I’d be doing the same in their shoes, but fortunately, I’m not in their shoes. I’m the fucking CEO of this place and there’s no way a band of Young Turks is going to move in and snatch the curvy girl from my grasp. Not if I have anything to do with it. But now, Minnie’s talking again, and I force myself to focus on her words as those luscious lips move.

“And I hear you’ve got some interesting company here. The prodigal daughter returns.” I stopped mid-sip of my water. I put the glass down. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Ivy, right? Little Ivy. She’s back from college, all grown up. I saw her car outside,” he said, walking closer. “She’s a looker now, man. I remember her being shy and quiet. She grew into those lips.” My hand tightened on the glass. I kept my face straight. “She’s my stepdaughter and she’s twenty. Watch your mouth.”

I whispered, but my body betrayed me, nipples hardening visibly against the lace. He didn’t listen. His large hand cupped my breast, squeezing firmly. The flesh spilled over his fingers, bouncing as he shook it possessively. “I’m your stepdaughter,” I gasped, the words weak even to my own ears. “Newsflash, baby girl. I’m your Daddy now.” His other hand slapped my ass lightly, the sting delicious. “And fuck, what an ass you have.”

I sat in my chair, pants open, and wrapped my hand around my thick cock before I could talk myself out of it. “Fuck,” I groaned, stroking slowly at first. The memories hit hard. Charlotte’s tight virgin pussy clenching around me while Stacy slept next door. The way she squirted when I choked her with that stolen collar. Her soft cries of “Daddy” as I filled her with cum. My hand moved faster, slick with precum. I imagined bending her over the desk right now, spanking that soft ass red while I pounded her deep. Then I realized myself. What the hell was I doing? She was my stepdaughter. Stacy’s daughter. I was supposed to be a father to her not enable her forbidden desires.

The fantasy was so vivid I could almost smell her skin, feel the warmth of her curves pressing against me. My strokes turned rough and desperate. Veins stood out on my forearm as I worked myself harder, chasing the release I knew I shouldn’t want. Guilt twisted in my gut even as pleasure built like fire in my spine. She was nineteen, she was my stepdaughter. I was supposed to take care of her, not crave her like this. But God, I did crave her.

I chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. "All thanks to my daughter's mad love for your son. I just can't say 'no' to her," Stephen said, shaking his head. "You have spoiled her too much," I sighed. "She is my only daughter, and she doesn't have a mother. How could I not spoil her?" he said, looking a little helpless.

I moan as his other hand palms my breast, rubbing into my nipple just the way I like it, “see? She's reactivate and needy as fuck…she'll be good for fucking…won't you baby?“ Uncle Justin asks and I nod. “She's…” “Your stepdaughter, twenty years old, horny and ripe as fuck…you'll have the best time with her, we will have the best time with her” Uncle Justin says and kisses my neck. His breath is warm against my skin and my breath grows slower, he is so good at this, he presses small kisses on my neck and I see the way my stepfather's pants tighten. “Stop advertising her like she fucking wants it” Kaden says and I meet his eyes, I see the struggles in his eyes, he wants this.