Novel & Cerita Horny Stepmom Stories

Which meant he was my new step-brother. I spent the next hour trying to scrub the memory of his hands off my skin, but it was pointless. By the time my mom knocked on my door to remind me about the trust fund signing, I felt like I was walking through a nightmare. "You look pale, honey," my mom said as we walked into the massive, glass-fronted lobby of Sterling Corp. She reached out to adjust the collar of my blouse. "Are you sure you're not coming down with something? And why are you dressed like a librarian?"

My eyes widened, and I suddenly got scared. I know how Armand is. He's cruel and cold. If my stepmom gave birth to a new baby, it wouldn't be long before he mistreated this new baby too. I doubt he will suddenly become a loving father to this baby. The only one he has ever adored is Tara, no one else. Tara wasn't even her daughter either. He had her with his dated mate before she left him because he's such a narcissist. My stepmom is his second chance mate, but if you ask me, she was better off never finding him. What if he is still mistreating my stepmom? I've thought of her now and then. She wasn't motherly loving to me, but she was still the nicest person I had met back in my old pack.

I still tremble, not out of fear but out of anger this time. She smiled. “I’m your stepmom-in-law. I’m your husband’s stepmom. Don’t tell me he didn’t tell you?” she stated. I give her suspicious glances but still receive his hand. I speak. “Nope. I will ask him. I know there’s a reason why he hasn’t told me yet,” I replied. She let go of my hand. “Well, a typical reason. Kids typically saw their mom as evil. Like what they saw in fairy tale movies,” Demi stated. I simply nodded.

The day I will never forget. When my stepmom, Jessica, married my father. From that day onward became my doom. At first, she pretended to be a kind person; she read bedtime stories to me before I went to bed and made sure my lunchboxwas rich. All she did back then was just deceive my father. Behind the scenes and smiles were just wickedness and vicious intentions. That day, my stepmom came to pick me up from school. “Rosa stole a classmate's math set.” My teacher reported to my stepmom. Due to the tension, my hands trembled, sweating bullets. My face became pale as I stood close to the door.

“That little boy is a grown man now, but still pees on himself whenever he sees his step mum. Can you even imagine how that could be possible, I stared at her still lost in thought of what this story might mean, as if reading my thoughts she heaved out. “Such a dumb boy, I'm the witch stepmom” I was still lost in confusion wondering why an evil stepmom is in front of me telling her fairytale. “You want revenge on Damian don't you?” I nodded my head like a naughty kid being punished “yes” I finally voiced out “Then let's work together” she brought out a hand to shake me but I only stared at it. “I am Damians step mother”.....m

We tip toed to the corner of the room and hid by the side, in the dark as we listened to our mom and her new husband having sex. Their voices were blurry because they were breathing heavily but I could hear them clearly. “Are you holding your ankles?” Kyren, my new step father said and my mom replied. “Yes I am baby. Please come and fuck me real good.” “That is my queen.” There were light foot steps on the mahogany floor, most likely Kyren approach my mother and I heard a halt. He stopped. “Ahhh fuck!” I heard my mom moan out loud but I could not understand what he was doing to her.

"Stepmother? What stepmother?" "She's the woman who came with you to the parent-child competition last time! Everyone knows she's not your mom. She's your dad's girlfriend!" "Your real mom doesn't want you, and your stepmom's nothing but a mistress! How pathetic!" "Yeah! Terence, you'll be a mistress' kid soon! Hahaha, that's so lame!" In a child's world, money and family background counted for nothing. They operated under their own code. Those who didn't conform and stood apart were destined to be picked on.

“Hates her stepmommy but this hole is weeping for us.” She slid two thick fingers inside me—stretching, curling, stroking my G-spot with perfect pressure—while her tongue finally flicked my clit in fast, light strokes. Pleasure slammed into me instantly. My thighs shook. My breathing turned into broken sobs. Right when the orgasm started cresting, she stopped. Pulled her fingers out with a wet pop. Blew cool air on my throbbing clit. I cried out in frustration. “Please—” My stepmom laughed darkly and leaned down to suck one of my nipples into her mouth, biting down hard while Lila repeated the torture. Fingers back in, tongue lashing my clit, building me higher, higher—then stopping again. A

She was so innocent, and gorgeous, and I wanted to be the one to corrupt her. At the same time, I was a married woman and Leah was my husband’s daughter. And technically, that made me her stepmom, which as awful as it is, only turned me on more. I wanted to be her step-mommy dom, and teach her how to eat her mommy’s ass and pussy like a good girl.

But damn, the sight had me throbbing. Stepbrother pulled out for a second and flipped her onto her back. Mom spread her legs wide, pulling him in. "Fuck me missionary, I want to feel every inch," she panted. He shoved his cock back into her pussy and started pounding again, the bed creaking loud. "You love this stepdick, don't you?" he said, grabbing her tits and squeezing. "Yes, I love it! Fuck your stepmom's pussy raw!" she screamed, wrapping her legs around him.