Erotic Step Sister Stories Novels & Stories

“So what, you are going to become his stepmother now? My stepmother?“ Rita asked, eyes widened. “Yes and no. I won't only be his stepmother, I will be Eric's ex-wife, his Sister-in-law but most importantly…I will be his stepmother.“ I say with a smile on my face, directing it at Rita. “For you, I will be your distant sister, Your new stepmother-in-law and your husband's ex-wife. Any other title I forgot?“ I ask the both of them pointedly. Finally, Eric couldn't take it anymore and he decided to stomp away, leaving Rita standing there, her expression full of astonishment. When her eyes met mine, that astonishment quickly morphed into disgust. "How could you? That is so disgusting," she spat,

didn’t push him away. I didn’t scream at him to stop looking at me with those sinful brown eyes. I didn’t want him to stop. Maybe I was fucked up, but I wanted my stepbrother to finally give in after two years of torture. How the hell could I want him to fuck me when all he had done was torture me these past two years? I scurried back to the headboard and pulled my knees to my chest. It was wrong, so damn wrong that I felt so pulled to him that I would allow myself to be with him like this again. He was an asshole, a player, and worst of all, my damn stepbrother. Seizing my waist, he slipped his fingers under my sweater, gazed between my legs, and smirked at my black silk panties that I def

“You don’t?” “We don’t live together.” Isabella laughed — a little too loud. “Oh my God, I hope not. That would be weird. You’re his stepsister.” Ainara’s eyes narrowed. Isabella leaned in, voice playful. “You know, there are so many pornos about that trope. Stepsister, stepbrother. It’s a whole genre.” Ainara didn’t flinch. Instead, she smiled sweetly. “Do you watch those kinds of p**n, Isabella?”

“Tell your stepbrother whose cock you’re taking on your sister’s special day.” “Yours,” I gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. “It’s your cock, Lucas… fuck me harder!” He railed me with savage intensity, the risk making everything hotter. His mouth crashed down on mine, swallowing my moans as he destroyed my pussy against the wall. “I’m close,” he groaned against my lips. “Gonna cum inside you. Fill my stepsister with so much cum she’ll be leaking during the first dance.”

He fucked me like he hated me, deep, punishing strokes that made the bed slam against the wall. “Say it,” he growled, hand around my throat, squeezing just enough to make stars burst behind my eyes. “I’m your little sister… I belong to you… breed me, Damien… please fill me with your baby!” “Gonna pump you so full tonight. Gonna breed my own little sister until your belly swells. You want my baby, don’t you?” “Yes! Breed me… fill me up… I want your baby inside me!” “Good girl. Take every drop. Let your womb drink your step-brother’s cum.”

She was beautiful and she was seductive. I knew what I was not supposed to do, I knew I didn't have any business getting sexually attracted to my step sister. I knew I was not supposed to want to have her.... maybe not as badly as I wanted to, but even with the knowledge, I still couldn't bring myself to dismiss what I felt for her. From the moment our eyes had first met, I had known that I was going to have a hard time trying to stick to being just a step brother to Chelsea Engels. She was a stubborn, hot headed and incredibly sexy young woman with a passion that I suspected would match mine.

He replied to me and I walked away from them as soon as I could. I walked over to the resting room and just as I had thought, they were there, talking in whispers. "What if she decides not to sign it? I know my sister and she can be strong-headed." He returned to me. "But she loves me and she is ready to do anything for me." "You are such a bad ass aren't you." My step-sister noted as a burst of dark laughter escaped from her mouth. "But being serious. I know that the fool loves you but we have to take measures and that just lays all our hopes on what she feels about you." She returned

As if he knew what was going on inside my mind Derrick hooked my chin and stared deeply into my eyes, and kissed me gently on the lips. "I'm sorry for always being an ass; I want you more than anything. You're so beautiful and perfect in every way. I've always hated you because of the way I feel for you. I'm not supposed to feel this way; you are my sister. We could never be anything more," Derrick said as he cradled my head in his hands. "Stepsister Derrick, we are only siblings by marriage. No one would have to know. Hell, our parents are always gone,"

Her gasps make me curious and keep the pressure there while I suck gently on her clit. Her orgasm hits suddenly, she grabs a corner of the sleeping bag and bites down on it to muffle her cry. Her whole body is shaking, and her pussy is fluttering around my fingers in waves. I keep licking softly until she tugs weakly at my hair. “Liam…more please” she says and I understand what she's asking. I crawl back up her body, kissing her so she can taste herself on my tongue. Eagerly, my step sister reaches down between our bodies to shove my shorts down. With my cock out, she wraps her hand around the stiff member.

“Focus, Candy. List the acts. Do not elaborate.” “Then the day before,” she went on, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. “There was this girl. And a patron. The girl started kissing me, it was unplanned, Father. I was too stunned to speak. Her lips were so soft against mine; she tasted like wine, and he just watched us. She let her hands wander all over my...” “Just list the sins, Sister Candy!” I strained to keep my voice from trembling. “Where is the fun in that?”