Erotic Stepdaughter Stories Novels & Stories

I whimpered. “Cum on your stepfather’s cock,” he growled, slamming into me even harder. “Let me feel how much you love betraying your mother.” I exploded. My pussy clamped down on him like a vice as I squirted hard, gushing all over his cock and balls. My screams echoed off the tiles. Victor groaned loudly and kept pounding through my orgasm, chasing his own release. “I’m going to cum inside you,” he warned, voice rough. “Yes, Daddy! Fill me! Cum in your stepdaughter’s pussy!”

Missy leads her husband back over to the loveseat ordering him to sit down as round two of his teasing is about to commence and this time there will be now stopping until he has released that virtual flood of sperm that has been building in his loins all night. And then all according to the grand plan laid out by the wicked stepmother, her young 20 year old stepdaughter will finally lose her virginity as she is bound and shackled to the white carpet. Missy grins evilly at the thought of watching her lovely step-daughter being de-flowered by her daddy...with her help of course. Missy can't help but to wonder once the daddy has made sweet love to his daughter and has softly broken her in, just

I woke up with a slight headache and a very wet pussy. Memories from last night flooded in immediately — my tits out, begging my stepfather to fuck me, his tongue buried deep inside me while I screamed “Daddy.” My face burned with embarrassment… but my body was burning with something much stronger. I wanted him even more now that I was sober.

Her nerves screamed for mercy, pleasure so intense lighting them up that it bordered on agony. "Dear God, daddy, no more," she sobbed, her body thrashing about wildly, nails digging into his arms. "You'll go back, like you always do. I'm your step daughter. Engaged. Eric. Loves. Me." "Shut your fucking cock hole, whore," he barked. His thrusts turned primal, unhinged. Animalistic. Darkness swirled in his eyes as he took ownership of her body completely. Not wanting to ruin their last fuck, Lily teased him.

I rubbed my clit harder against the edge of my reading table in my dorm room. Trembling as I reached the edge of my orgasm. “Sweetie...you are doing just good for Daddy," my stepdad whispered against my head, while fondling my breasts. I was supposed to be having a class today in school but after he came to visit me at my dorm room, I couldn't resist tempting him. Besides, I was old enough to get whatever I wanted at any time. Ever since my step father, Harris, entered into my life, I have always had these bundled feelings of attraction towards him.

I say, and then I laugh, adding the rest, “not to mention she also said he was a drunk.” “A drunk?” She repeats, and I nod. “I bet she is making all of this up. She loves being the center of attention, and because she’s not, she came out with that bullshit,” Steph says, and I nod. I don’t believe for a second about what she said. I don’t believe my dad was that bad. She’s the bad one. I remember dad sitting on the end of my bed, reading me stories before I went to sleep. “Oh, and there’s more,” I say, and Steph’s eyes meet mine again. “Mrs Sutcliffe, the original one, wants us to organise her charity gala event thing,” I say, and Steph’s mouth opens wide, and she covers it with her hand in s

**This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Apparently I am procrastinating my real life by writing far too many pieces of erotica about far too many different characters. Enjoy.**

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.”

"Fuck! I never knew it would feel this good." Ah... I wish these were Luke's fingers instead. The sudden admission made me feel a subtle sense of shame and nausea. This was my stepfather i was fantasizing about. I always had a resistance to sex with men because of what happened to my mother. I'm in love with Luke but it will never be reciprocated. He won't have sex with me so this works out for me. I continue to pleasure myself and imagine Luke was in my bed. His hand is now the hand that's pleasuring me.

My friends' influence is the reason I'm becoming a slut! I'm too old to be experiencing these feelings of desire for my stepson. Even though he's not my real son, I consider Crimson my own. He is the son of my husband, and he does not have a mother who passed away due to illness. I am the only person he has left, and I have decided to care for him. And here I am having these erotic dreams with him that haunt me every night.