Chubby Step Daughter Novels & Stories

“Other than the fact that my cousin hasn't been able to take his eyes off you since you boarded the plane, I'd say you're awfully quiet for someone who most definitely got fucked last night” My brows shoot up and heat rises to my cheeks at her bluntness. Unlike me, Kat has no problem openly discussing these sort of things, no matter the company. I whip my head to my six-year-old stepdaughter sitting opposite us. Her dark curly hair frames her face, bouncing from side to side as she happily swings her feet under the seat eyes focused on the tablet in her hand and completely oblivious to the conversation happening a few feet away from her.

I asked, tearing her top. I heard her gasp but who cares, my lips turn in upward " You know Mr Rossi I have taken her virginity the night of her eighteen birthday” My one hand was roaming on her upper body, massaging her boobs, while the other was pinning her on the dining table. “Baby be a good slut and let me enjoy” I yelled grinding against her. “Mr Rossi ohhh I forgot to tell you, Your daughter like me bare inside her” “Please Steph No," She closed her eyes, tears rolling down from her eyes and vanishing in her red hair.

I walked towards her, giving her a bone-crushing hug before letting go of her. " Congratulations kiddo, your parents will be so proud." Carson, Stephanie's dad spoke, hugging me in the process. He placed a light kiss on the top of my head. "Move, move. It's my turn," Stephanie whined, dragging me out of her dad's hold. " There are enough hugs to go round, Steph," I cooed playfully. " I don't care," she grumbled childishly, hugging me as tight as she could.

CARLA "Mommy, will I have a mate when I grow up?" My head snapped up to look at beautiful grey eyes which mirrored mine. Not only that. Almost all her features were similar to mine, just in a smaller version. She was Cherry Houston, my beloved daughter. "Yes, honey. Goddess will send one to you." I answered, giving her the warmest smile. She was almost four and on the stage of having a lot of curiosity about everything. This made me prepare myself for her next question.

I was just getting to work when I sent a text to my stepdaughter. "Happy birthday, cupcake," I smiled down at my screen, my thumb lingering on the send button a moment longer than necessary. She had just turned 20 today, and her mother was away on a family function. Cara had always been a vision—curves all in the right places, that shimmering blonde hair that caught the light like gold, and those big blue eyes behind her black frames. I had loved those features since the day I married her mother, and my stepdaughter had inherited them in the most intoxicating way possible.

My mom let out a sigh. "I don't have the time for discussion. I really want to sleep. I know you don't even want to talk to me, you just acting up to seem all caring." I clapped back, I could hear my head spin slightly. The way I responded was way too childish. " Don't you think your suggestion about rehab is true?" My mom let out, with a smile spreading on her face. I could feel my blood boil immediately when she said that. She continued, "Because this is not the daughter that I knew about!".

This chick was wife number two—the first one croaked, leaving behind a 22-year-old daughter who's now stuck with step-mommy dearest. But fuck it, I saw an opportunity, and I wasn't about to let it slip through my fingers. I decided right then and there that I was gonna get my hands on both the MILF and the stepdaughter. If I played my cards right, I could turn them into my own personal fucking ATM. I was gonna milk them dry, and they wouldn't even know what hit 'em.

At this point, it's not really necessary as I am already wet but I just want it to be super slimy. A faint gasp escaped my throat as I slowly move the toy in and out of me. I like the size, I like how hard it is, I like it makes me try to squish it in me. But I wasn't concentrating. I am 18, I just finished high school and my stepdad is making me stay home longer than I expect while he claims that he is preparing an admission into my dream school which I didn't, unfortunately, reach the required grades. Now here I am! super horny, hate my stepfather, my mother died during an argument with him and before his son could help, mom got down the moving car, got rolled over, and died.

I exhaled softly, and said, “I want to talk to you in private, stepmom.” She glanced at her amigas, and said, “Mi amigas! May I have all your attention please?” Then five of her spanish friends stared at me from head to toe with a jaw drop, “Oh, your daughter looking so bonita!” Luzia chuckled softly, “She’s not my hija! She’s my stepdaughter….she’s the daughter of my late handsome husband.” They were all amazed, and one of them said, “What’s your name darling?”

I forgot the hugs run in their blood, both mother and daughter. The hug was gentle but my manhood was already playing funny games as it became erect, this is my step-sister you dummy. Dad came just in time to my rescue. "I see you both have met already," he said as he walked down to where we were standing and he gave me a cold stare. I knew what he was thinking but he shouldn't blame me because his stepdaughter was too hot. She had the facial features of Emily but was Caramel in complexion and that made her more beautiful, her smile carved out her dimples more.