Novel & Cerita Chubby Step Daughter

“Your father got a new Luna and the Luna has a daughter, is it?” “Yes. Katherina May” “Oh. You already know her.” “Well, she’s my stepsister. I have to know her.” “Alright. So how’s is she? Nice or bitchy or nerdy?” “She’s… wonderful” I replied after a second thought. She was wonderful, that was the truth. “Is that why you have the grin on your face?” “What grin?” “The one you had when talking about her.” “Oh, never mind me.” “Hmm.”

DEVOUR Step daddy- Step Daughter “You’ve got to be kidding me” I muttered, watching Mum load the last bag into the car. “One weeks that’s all, Isabella needs me and you know how your aunty gets.” Mum said, slamming the car shut. “You’re eighteen, Jen you will be fine.” “You know I’m not worried about me,” I said nodding towards the house I could see my step dad Damien coming out through the kitchen counter totally unbothered about everything.

She never stops talking normally; no way she’d stay quiet now. “More, Daddy. Why are you teasing? Fuck me already.” She whines. I smack her ass again and she yelps, but otherwise stays relatively quiet. I was simply savoring her, and she called it teasing? Pathetic. It pisses me off that her boyfriend doesn’t appreciate what he has. My stepdaughter is damn near flawless. Her tight, toned body sculpted by endless Pilates and yoga sessions. Those warm brown eyes and soft hair radiate sweetness. Her full, red lips promise every wicked desire.

“My own stepdaughter walking around with her pussy dripping for me.” He shoved two thick fingers back into my soaked pussy, pumping them hard and fast while his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking and biting greedily. I moaned loudly, not caring who might hear. “Daddy… yes… please…” He added a third finger, stretching me open while his thumb rubbed my clit violently. His other hand mauled my tits, squeezing and slapping them as he devoured me. “You’re such a dirty little stepdaughter,” he groaned against my breast. “Walking around naked, flashing your pussy at me… You wanted Daddy to lose control, didn’t you?”

Tanya no longer had even half of her former elegant appearance. The two mother and daughter were separated by the prison-like door. Tanya pleaded with Stephanie not to provoke Terry anymore, as they couldn't afford to mess with him. To my surprise, in just a few days, Chad actually caused trouble at Terry's son's hundred-day banquet. Stephanie chased after, her heart hanging in suspense. She is no longer the same as before. Over the past half year, she has experienced the ups and downs of human relationships, and there is no trace of her previous arrogance and domineering.

he stated with a laugh of contentment. “I’m Sharon, MRS Serena” Sharon introduced herself in a sarcastic but sassy tone which only I understood, and most definitely Serena who will soon be made uncomfortable by Sharon cause I know what she is capable of doing. “Introduce yourself to your stepmom don” my dad urged me. Heaven knows I’m not ranting or doing anything crazy cause the new bride was never an option to be married to my father. Serena was the least I was expecting and because of that, I’ve lost my voice at this table.

“ Be careful next time “ he said as he left the room leaving me in a complete blushing mess . My stomach grumbles for the second time today. This is my cue to go get something to eat . I made my way to the dining area and met my mother and stepfather having breakfast. I’m surprised to see the head seat still empty. Isn’t he supposed to sit there ? He is the man of the house . I find myself a seat farther away from the two of them . I don’t have time for their cheesy moments . “ It is rude to ignore your elders like time Veronica “ said my mother . “ It's okay baby, “ said Mr Vince. I merely glanced at their direction and gave them a nod . “ This is unacceptable Vince baby “ said my mother .

But no, he plays the family man now. I slammed my bedroom door, the city lights glittering through the floor-to-ceiling windows like mocking stars. My fucking bathrobe slipped off one shoulder as I sighed, annoyed about him trying to play father figure even though he had fucked me senselessly before. That image wouldn't fade—Daniel's bulge straining, thick and insistent. My pussy clenched at the memory. Messy? Yeah, beyond fucked up. Stepdad fantasies aren't for the faint-hearted. But I was soaked already, nipples tight against my tank top.

Who did not accept the first version presented to her. I found, unexpectedly, that I was looking forward to that. To being seen without adjustment. Without performance. Without the quiet expectation that I would become whatever was required in the moment. --- I looked at Chloe. Still turning her wrist. Still watching the light. And I thought: My daughter is going to grow up with a stepfather who makes her bracelets out of leftover cord. Who explains structures. Who answers questions instead of avoiding them. She will learn words like adularescence before she learns to spell them.

The shame burned hot inside me but I could not stop the orgasms that shook through my young body. As I shook from my latest intense orgasm my stepfather finally stepped forward. His eyes looked dark and full of hunger as he watched me bent over and leaking cum. “My turn,” he said in a deep voice. “My turn to show my friends how well my stepdaughter takes care of her family.” My heart stopped for a moment as I realized what was about to happen..