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.”

“She has a real chance at becoming Luna.” Then the whispers shifted, sharp as claws. “Who’s the girl behind her?” “The fat one?” “I think that’s her stepsister.” “Really? They don’t look related at all. Poor thing.” “No… poor whoever ends up mated to her.” Soft laughter rippled through the crowd like a wave I couldn’t escape. I lowered my head and fixed my eyes on the stone path, forcing one foot in front of the other. The insults no longer surprised me, but they still carved fresh grooves into my chest with every step.

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.

Karsu lay on his chest, tracing circles with her finger on his muscular abdomen. "I've never felt anything like it," she confessed softly. "To hurt and enjoy it so much at the same time… knowing it's my stepfather's cock that's fucking me… makes me come harder." Adnam kissed the top of her head. "You're mine now. Really. We'll have to be careful when your mother gets back, but whenever she travels… this ass, this mouth, this pussy… they're mine. Understand, stepdaughter?" "I understand, Daddy," she replied, using a word she had never used before. His cock jumped against her thigh.

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...”

“And I hear you’ve got some interesting company here. The prodigal daughter returns.” I stopped mid-sip of my water. I put the glass down. “What are you talking about?” I asked. “Ivy, right? Little Ivy. She’s back from college, all grown up. I saw her car outside,” he said, walking closer. “She’s a looker now, man. I remember her being shy and quiet. She grew into those lips.” My hand tightened on the glass. I kept my face straight. “She’s my stepdaughter and she’s twenty. Watch your mouth.”

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."

LANA When we entered, he stopped smoking and turned his gaze toward us. My stepfather pulled my arm to keep me from staring at him and bowed respectfully. "Boss Biggy, this is my daughter I was telling you about. Isn’t she pretty?" Before he could finish his question, the overweight man, whom he called Boss Biggy, had already fixed his lewd gaze on me. His eyes were filled with lust, and I could see drool pooling at the corner of his mouth.

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"