Fat Ass Stepdaughter Novels & Stories

DEVOUR Step daddy- Step Daughter “You’ve got to be kidding me” I muttered, watching Mum load the last bag into the car. “One weeks that’s all, Isabella needs me and you know how your aunty gets.” Mum said, slamming the car shut. “You’re eighteen, Jen you will be fine.” “You know I’m not worried about me,” I said nodding towards the house I could see my step dad Damien coming out through the kitchen counter totally unbothered about everything.

Henric hit her on purpose, because he ate too much cake at night, and he would really gain weight. Stephanie snorted. "Who do you think is fat in our family? My father is not fat, my mommy is not fat either. How can I be fat? Our family is slim." Henric, "..." How did this lass become so eloquent? How did she even know how to refute? "Then eat it." Henric didn't know what to do with her. "Of course I want to eat it. If I can't finish it, I'll leave it to Dad." Stephanie took a spoonful of cake and put it into her mouth.

“Fuck me!!" How I love this. She was my best friend's daughter, I was her stepfather…I loved quenching her desire. I'm not proud of it. But I love it

When my stepdaughter, Yvonne Sinclair, reported me to the police for bad-touching her, my mother rushed to the police station. But outside the station, someone pushed her to the ground, and she broke her hip. In my past life, Yvonne had to repeat her senior year of high school. She complained that her school dorm was too noisy and begged me to let her move back home. My wife, Wendy Harper, backed her up. “How could you bear to let your daughter stay in a room with seven other girls?” I gave Yvonne my study and bought her a new desk and a new lamp. Two months later, she reported me to the police. She claimed that I had entered her room in the middle of the night. When the police asked h

Katie was always the prettiest of Ela’s friends, and I thought often of how tight she would feel if I spread her flexible legs apart and stuck her ankles behind her head, and then fucked her until we were both seeing stars. Having a gorgeous stepdaughter can be tricky, especially when she’s comfortable wearing next to nothing around you and is naturally a bit of a tease. Ela had me wrapped around her finger and she knew it, as I found it near impossible telling her no. I’d forced those types of thoughts out of my head for so long, telling myself that it was wrong to lust after her.

What I struggle with is the new twist that made everything ten times harder. I remember sorting through some old photo albums for Madam one afternoon, carefully placing pictures and adding neat labels underneath each one. That is when I came across the photo of Julia. She is a full size twenty in the UK, carrying huge swaying tits, a soft round belly, and those massively thick thighs that rub together when she walks. Blonde hair frames her face, her blue eyes look small and piggy, and her lips are plump and pouty. She might have been halfway tempting if not for that enormous, jiggly ass of hers. I muttered the words fat slut under my breath when I saw it. I fucking meant it too. In the pictu

"Can I sleep with you tonight, Daddy?" The one word that came to Brody's mind as he looked up at his stepdaughter was 'FUCK!' She couldn't be serious. He had managed to endure every single obstacle she'd thrown his way. She was nineteen, young and too hot to be nineteen years old.

courtesy of Phoenix. "No, not now. I'm still hoping for my Dad's hook. I'll f*ck her just a little bit," It's silly laughter. He is Azza Castro III. He's living with his father and step mother. His father is a Senior Citizen and his step mother is only twenty years away from him. "Damn, bro you're damn dickhead! Try uploading that to differet wesites when you start flirting your step mom!” Lucifer uttered and the world seems to have taken on color when it comes to bullshit attitudes.

Heat flooded between my legs instantly. “I see what you do,” he grunted. “Teasing Daddy for the longest.” His eyes were dark with a wild mix of guilt and raw want. “This is wrong, kitten,” he growled against my ear, his breath hot on my skin. “You’re my stepdaughter. I promised your mother I would take care of you… not fuck you on the kitchen counter like some dirty old man.” The filthy words sent a fresh wave of wetness dripping down my thighs. I shivered in his arms, pressing my body closer.

"They can trace you using the video you posted. Don't you even think smartly?" "Oh shut up!" She laughed. "If that's the case then you are in India!" I had no idea what to do with her, she was effortlessly a bitch. "Are you not tired?" I managed to ask. "Of course not! I mean— I have a lot in my plates. Since your father is serious, I could make up some things about him too. Tell me which sounds more fun to be on a headline. Zino killed his son to get his step daughter since immorality flows in the family or— stirring immorality between—"