Giving My Innocence To My Stepfather Novel Novels & Stories

"You came here because you had nowhere else to go. There's a difference." I step closer to him, angry now. "I came here because I thought your father was an honorable man. I thought he'd want to see justice done." "Justice? You want to talk about justice?" "Yes. My stepmother is murdering my father. She's been poisoning him for months, and she's going to kill him unless someone stops her." "Good. I hope she succeeds." "How can you say that? He's innocent!" "Innocent?" Ryan laughs, but his shoulders sag and his smile doesn't reach his eyes. He’s angry, tired, frustrated. "Your father is a monster. He killed my uncle in cold blood."

“Out of curiosity..Did you ever give him that letter your stepmother was so desperate for you to pass along?” “You tore it .. remember.” I say, dragging my feet backwards. “Yeah…. Yeah… I did.” He boasts, face beaming. My back hits a sink and I stop moving. “I guess I’ll find another way to prove my innocence.” I say, steadying myself. “But what’s the point? Even if I do… you and my father will just kill my friends.”

Gina's Pov Sorry for asking even though it sounds dumb and stupid'. Are you sure you're not mistaken?" I whispered I am not and can never be when it comes to that asshole. I can never forget the man who raped me and stole everything from me". She yelled I have always known Ross to be a wicked and cruel man but rape is not something I thought he could do." I replied folding my arms Wait a minute, you know the bastard?" She asked looking at me How can I not know him? He is my step father" I broke the news to her and she was beyond shocked.

Cloe felt a tingling in her eyes, the urge to cry, and Shay continued: "He saved my father's life. And that wasn't all he did, Cloe. One day when I was trying to seduce him, and I can assure you I never succeeded! Never, I could never seduce him, and on this day, I told him that my parents separated when I was little, and I stayed with my mother, and she remarried. Oh, I'm not going to repeat everything, I don't like to relive it, but I told him that I was abused by my stepfather, that my mother didn't believe me, and for years I suffered in silence until I went to live with my father. I never had contact with my mother again, but I have a little sister from her second marriage, and I was ve

I think having sex with my step father was me trying to unconsciously get back at my mother. I’m I tempting faith but honestly I don’t think my life can not get anymore complicated and fucked up as it already it hell I don’t even fully understand what’s going on. My life was an enigma even to me. As I tried to get up Mr Jaxon gave me a kiss on my forehead then he spoke

I thought of the way he looked at me, the way he keeps trying to control me, how he moves around the house like he's been there ever since. "I want to have sex," I repeated, my voice dropping its playful edge, becoming entirely serious. "And I need my dear stepfather to catch me in it."

“You looked stressed so tell me about your party . He walked up to me and dragged me towards from the bed . I knew that I made sure that the door was shut . “ you know what , why don’t you let me be , I am begging to thinking that you do not care about me and you are just using me to satisfy your own pleasure . “You love it girl and I know that , don’t tell me you are beginning to get mad at me , if I had done something wrong , you have to let me know and I promise that I would fix it and apart from that , I would send you a whole lot of money . I laid on top of shuan and just rested my head on his chest . I had so many thoughts going through my head at this moment and I didn’t know if it wa

He had painted my breasts with his cum. Recognition hit both of us at once. He froze for a split second. His jaw tightened but his gaze darkened with raw hunger and shock. I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry. Heat flooded my face and spread down my neck. Flashes flooded my mind. His mouth on my clit. The brutal stretch of his thick cock. The way I had begged and screamed around him while gagging on his shaft. He had filled every part of me. This man was my stepfather. The knife trembled slightly in my hand as the crowd waited. My pussy clenched at the forbidden memory.

“So I thought… maybe… You know… she knows something is amiss between us,’’ he told me. I swallowed his length, then even though I reasoned with his fear, I was too horny to care about what my mother suspected or not. It was her fault to start with. If she had just allowed me to have a boyfriend freely, I wouldn't be stealing her man. “Between her and me... Choose," I asked my stepfather. I sucked him, swirling my tongue over the cap of his dick. I spat on his cock and licked it off. He grabbed my head, aiding my movement. He jerked my head down, bit quickly let go when I bit the cap of his dick. “You are too sweet to compare… to her,” he acknowledged like he was drugged.

he started and one look from me , had him bowing and walking away, along with the rest of the men leaving me alone with Richard, and then it happened, I could finally be myself. I take a deep breath in and then out, as tears threaten to spill from my eyes, but I manage to hold them back. A whirlwind of thoughts races through my mind while I stand there with only Richard by my side. He holds my hands gently and gazes at me with concern. “It’s going to be okay; we’re going to get through this,” Richard reassures me. The revelation hit me like a ton of bricks: I am a father, and my children are in the care of my stepmother. I despise being a pawn in her manipulative games, and I can’t help but