Fat Ass Stepdaughter Novels & Stories

Second Picture “Stand up. Max, bend her over the couch. Spread her ass. Princess — reach back and pull your cheeks apart. Show us that tight little asshole and dripping hole.” Max roughly bent his stepdaughter over, yanking her dress up to her waist. She reached back with both hands, spreading herself wide. Her pink asshole winked while her pussy drooled long strings of arousal onto the floor. The depravity of it — a father figure exposing his own stepdaughter like cheap meat — made my knees weak. I was soaked. My inner thighs were slick. I pressed them together desperately, trying not to drip audibly. “Deeper arch. Make it nasty,” Daddy growled. “Dove, light on her holes. Perfect.”

66 Switching Between Women II "LET her cum, Jax, let’s see if she’s as loud as her mother was when I first broke her in," I said, my heart hammering with a dark, twisted pride as I watched my stepdaughter crumble under the power of a man I’d only just met.

“While your mother sleeps beside me, I close my eyes and imagine this tight little pussy swallowing my thick cock. I imagine you on all fours, moaning ‘fuck your stepdaughter, Daddy,’ while I wreck you until you can’t walk. This is so fucking wrong… but I can’t stop.” Karsu let out a soft moan, almost a mewl. His confession left her — she wasn’t even wearing panties — completely drenched. She felt her shorts sticking wetly to her skin. “I think about you too, Adnam,” she admitted, her voice trembling with excitement. “When you come home from work in a suit and I see you in the living room, I go to my bedroom, take off my clothes, and touch myself thinking about your cock. I cum whispering yo

I look my stepdad in the eyes, give him a coy smile, and lower my pussy right onto his dick. Daddy’s POV My stepdaughter’s velvet pussy slides onto me slowly, like a too- small sleeve being pulled over a muscular arm. She’s so fucking tight. So fucking tight. I keep my eyes locked on hers as she lowers herself. She’s soaking wet, but even that isn’t enough to ease the entrance of my enormous cock. She bites her lip and moans a little, and I swear I almost come right then. “Daddy, you’re so big,” she says incredulously, her caramel- colored eyes wide. “I didn’t know cocks could be this big...”

His large open palm came down sharply against the bare skin of my ass in a series of stinging slaps, the sharp pain instantly blooming into a heavy, throbbing heat that pushed my body closer and closer to the breaking point. "That foolish boy has absolutely no idea that I am fucking my own stepdaughter raw every single night while he is sitting in his room jerking off to fantasies of you," Stephen rasped out, his voice thick and gravelly with pure, possessive rage. "He has no idea that you scream for your stepfather’s cock until you are completely breathless."

He extended his slender arm, lifting her up. Suddenly, she found herself immersed in a embrace full of masculine charm, listening to the powerful and resolute heartbeat from Lorneauxs' chest, over and over again, as if enticing her. Unconsciously, a blush spread across Claire's cheeks. Clutching her small hands tightly, Claire closed her eyes in pain, making an effort to endure, so as not to lose control and grasp Lorneauxs' neck. He was her stepfather's son, her big brother; she couldn't cross that line.

I said in my head with atoms of detest but my eyes seemed to betray me. My eyes travelled to his hairy chest and his muscles which popped up, looking like strong pillars. I averted my eyes and focused on my swimming. "You swim?" Aiden called out. "What the fuck is your business! Can't you just leave me alone for goodness sake?" I cried out, with my hands gesticulating as I spoke. Swimming closer to me, Aiden replied, "No I can't leave you because you are my daughter, even though you don't see yourself as one"

“And if that’s love, I’d hate to see what she does to people she actually hates.” “You’re being dramatic,” my father scoffed. “You always have been. You’re letting your imagination run wild again.” I clenched my jaw. “She’s been trying to become me since we were kids. First my clothes, then my friends, my place at school, my father’s affection—” “Enough,” he snapped. “You embarrassed the family last night, again—may I add—and now you’re inventing stories about attempted assault?” I laughed bitterly. “Inventing? There were witnesses. There's a video. There’s a man in custody right now because your precious stepdaughter paid him to push a pregnant woman down in public.”

Here he was, surrounded by armed men and guns I’d never seen before. “What business do you have with him, my kitten?” he asked, as he ran his hands on my cheek. My face flushed and my entire body tingled. “She is my stepdaughter, and the only surviving relative I have,” my stepfather said. I rolled my eyes in disgust at the way he put it. He was trying to capitalize on the fact this man clearly had a soft spot for me. “Stepdaughter, you say?” Farrell asked, a smirk on his face, and then he licked his lips as he surveyed my entire body.

“You look like shit. What’s going on?” I had a long drink to calm my nerves and gather the boldness to share my ordeal. “I did something stupid, Mark. Like I messed up.” Mark leaned in, eyes wide. “Spill it.” I lowered my voice. “Charlotte. My stepdaughter. We… crossed a line. More than once.” Mark’s jaw dropped, then he grinned like an idiot. “Is it what I’m thinking it is? You better start talking.” “Oh man, it is. I disvirgined my stepdaughter.”