Futa Stepmom Novels & Stories

"Lukas, I'm officially informing you that I've already marked Cecilia. From this moment on, Cecilia is your mother. Watch your tone when you speak to her." "What did you say?" Lukas took a step forward in disbelief. He raised his voice when he spoke. "From now on, you'll call her Mom." After saying only that, Cain turned around and carried me to the car. Before getting inside, I glanced back at Lukas. He was still standing at the bottom of the staircase. He looked completely stunned. At that moment, every grievance from both my past and present life seemed to disappear completely. Lukas would never know that the Alpha position he desperately wanted had already stopped belonging to him the mo

he said and looked at me with a smile. "Oh...my bad, I was just being curious you know, I'm just going to be leaving now," my mom said with a smile and walked away. "But I don't like the time you guys are going for this trip for real. You guys have to be security conscious for real," she screamed with her arms in the air as she walked away. "Oh my, she is so...why FBI me with all of these questions? We didn't ask you why you were with your stepson and how you guys met so..why throwing questions at us?" I asked rhetorically.

I had sex with this man just last night and here he was as my mom fiance,I hoped it wasn't just what I was thinking or am going to run mad the next moment . "Mom, is he the one ?" I asked almost immediately as his brown eyes pierced directly into my soul ,I guess he knew me. "Yes darling, this is my fiance and baby, meet my daughter Theodora "mom said smiling and that was it . ,I had sex the man that is getting married to my mom,I had a one night stand with my soon to be step dad

She even nodded which we responded. I heard dad cleared his throat. "So, son, how was she? Is it just fine? Will you accept our relationship?" he asked. I immediately looked at him and think for a second. Who am I not to give them a chance? "She will be now my step mom?" I politely asked. "If that will be just fine with you," "Can I just call her aunt Laura or aunt? I don't really know what should I call her." Dad just plastered a smile after hearing what I said. He knows that it's just fine with me.

However, after she had given birth, Hector had not touched her for four months. Hana was a poor woman. She was doing very well in school when she was a teenager, but her stepmother did not allow her to study and made her go to work. No matter how much she earned every month, all of her salaries would be taken away by her biological father and stepmother. She would be beaten if she refused to give them.

I can see the relief spread through her as she visibly relaxes and hugs me tightly. “Thank goodness!” she breathes “I was not ready to be a stepmom,” “You know we would have to be married to be considered stepmom, right?” she flushes red as she hugs me tighter, trying to hide her embarrassed face. I chuckle at her lightly, leaning down to her ear. “It’s ok Faith, I love you and can’t wait for our future life together.” She looks up at me, her beautiful eyes beaming. “You think we have a future?”

Kael’s POV The room was suffocating. My father’s words still echoed in my mind, sharp and cruel as a blade. “Finally, I will have a son who isn’t satisfied with being an ordinary Beta.” His disdain for me had always been clear, but this… This was a new low. My gaze fell on the girl before me, the so-called "breeder" he’d dragged into our home like a prized possession. She was trembling, her wide, frightened eyes fixed on the floor, too scared to meet my gaze. Her vulnerability twisted something deep inside me.

That's all over now anyways- hell, it never started. My stomach went off again in an attempt to remind me of food. I sighed in slight annoyance and made my way to the familiar kitchen. This manor was smaller then the Ramirez pack house. In a considerable size difference. It was easier to move around in. I also was able to locate the old servants kitchen that my step mother now runs full control over stocking and meal preparation. In total, I've had five step moms? Three of whom I've never met. There is only the twin's mom, alive. Romona. She's been the only one of my father's partners to actually live a long happy life with him. They're now at eighteen long- and happy years together. Romona

I looked at her, shocked. “Darling, you are only 21. How are you supposed to stay alone in there?” she said. “Mom, I’m 21. Not a kid who can’t live alone,” I tried to justify. “She just cares about you,” my stepdad said. What in the world was this guy? He has no problem taking his wife’s previous marriage's grown daughter into his house? “I will think about it. But for now, I want to go to my house,” I said.

Tell me about your family," I ordered as Lucia started licking. "I'm the third of six children, two different fathers. I have one older brother and sister and two younger sisters and another brother." She moaned, pausing and I whipped her chest. "Pay attention." "My father was in the military, Army. He was the father of the three oldest kids. My mother ran a hairdresser shop here in Fresno. Because my father was away so often what with all the fighting we've done since Iraq attacked Kuwait, she eventually divorced him when I was about ten and married my step-father, who is the father of the three youngest. When I was seventeen, my step-dad tried to molest me. I kicked him in the nuts and tol