Fat Ass Stepsister Novels & Stories

I turned around to find my step sister looking at me with contempt . "You lazy thing , here are my panties, wash them..." she said and walked away. And after all this, I won't be given good food, if I'm lucky I'll be able to feed on their leftovers that's if there is. Even the maids were served properly like humans. I was beginning to get tired of everything. Not that I haven't been tired but I can't take it anymore. " Go get me some ingredients for batter " my step mom annoying voice was heard.

"Others were without consent. I loved you and I still love you, Justin. You hadn't even shown me kindness when I fell for you and now that I know who you are, I never even want to leave." Her hand grabbed my shirt, her eyes desperate for attention. "Look at me, Justin." She snapped and I looked at her. She leaped and her lips met mine as she kissed me. When she stopped. "None of my other step-dads felt like this. None. I didn't book a trip for any of them to be alone with them. I wasn't excited to be with them all day long. You did nothing wrong, this love that we share…is beyond ordinary. You love me, Justin, don't you?" I swallowed, looking deep into her eyes. She was sweet, sexy, and beau

Her lips wrapped around her fork, sucking off a bit of sauce, and I imagined them on me—sucking my clit, her tongue flicking my nub while I gripped her hair and rode her face. Her ass when she stood to clear plates was fucking perfect in cute shorts, begging to be grabbed, spanked, pressed against my pussy and fucked. Jesus, I couldn’t think. She’s my stepsister for heaven’s sake, I told myself. I excused myself early, claiming a headache, and retreated to my room. Locking my door, I stripped off my clothes, and grabbed my phone, pulling up one of my favourite p**n videos. Very quickly, my mind supplied the pornstar in the video with Bella. I saw her perky boobs bouncing as she rode me, her

Karashi said, and I lifted my gaze to glare at her. "She could die for all I care," I said under my breath, relaxing in my office chair, "Maybe the Moon Goodness is punishing him for fucking and accepting to be mated to his own stepsister." I stared at the ceiling for a second, then scoffed under my breath. "Tell me, how do you fuck your stepsister to the point of accepting her as your fated mate?" I said nonchalantly. Kester irks me. Everything about him was too wrong.

She rubbed her knee with exaggerated movements and waited until I glanced over before continuing in her mind, "I climbed all 999 steps to the church on my knees to get it. But I won't tell Diane that. It would only burden her." Hearing her words, I looked up in surprise and clasped her hand, my eyes tearing up in gratitude. "Shirley, you silly child. I promise that I'll keep this talisman close." She feigned a puzzled look, but the moment I turned away, a fleeting triumphant smirk flashed across her face. … Soon, I was due for delivery. As I was taken into the delivery room with the protective talisman, Shirley lingered nearby, looking like someone who was waiting for a show to begin.

"Really?! Really?! Yeeaaay!! I'll get ready!!" The beautiful seventeen-year-old girl opened her thick blanket and immediately got out of bed. Showing that she was only wearing a black tank top and the same colored panties. Sirius stared at her alluring body and gulped. Since when did his little step-sister have a body like a goddess? Her legs are long and slender. Plump and round buttocks, small waist, flat stomach and don't start with her bosom that seemed to be getting bigger nowadays. He wondered, how it would feel if he held and squeezed her breast in his hand.

Hated how much I loved making my stepsister lose control like this. “Fuck, you are delicious,” I growled against her pussy. “I could spend hours down here tasting what belongs to me.” I pushed two fingers inside her again, curling them while my tongue flicked rapidly on her swollen bud. Her thighs started shaking around my head. She was close already.

The poor lady fights to not fall off her seat while I pull out and stick my cock in Stephanie, eating from overly sweetened pussy jars at the same time. One is a brownie. And the other, vanilla. Well, I happen to be a man of great flavours. “My pussy… Easy—” Stephanie cries, yet to recover from the second orgasm. “You forget…” I whisper, sweaty, drowned in filth. “That I’m your master.” And in the world’s filthiest reminder, I ram into her cunt, and claim her clit in the same vein. “AH!!!” She doesn't let me fuck a million times before she crumbles against me, exploding for the third time, maybe forth, since she showed me how a sweet ebony pussy looks and tastes.

“Holy shit, look at her take every inch. That pussy is already creaming all over your dick—creamy white ring forming at your base. Harder, man. Make her scream for us. I wanna hear how much your stepsister loves getting railed.” Daniel’s hips snapped faster, pounding deep and relentless. His heavy balls slapped rhythmically against my swollen clit with every thrust—wet, loud smacks that made my toes curl. One hand left my hip and fisted in my hair, not yanking my head back but holding me firmly in place—bent over, ass up high, completely at his mercy. “You like this, don’t you, baby? Getting fucked like a dirty little stepsister whore right on my desk while Preston strokes his fat cock to th