Hot Stepmom And Son Novels & Stories

She stammered and swallowed hard with her eyes looking at him so cautiously, she muttered pleadingly, “Please, stop.. Don't come any closer. I am your stepmom!” Corban chuckled then trapped her in the middle of his arms and traced her face with his lips. He blew air on her skin to her ear and let out his tongue to lick the tip of her ear before whispering in his sexy hoarse voice, “You know? That makes it more kinky, stepmum.” Stepmum shivered from the cold air and also his voice that made her tummy flip. She closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth before regaining her sanity, she clenched her fist hard and looked at him boldly.

Liberty carried her son and said coldly to Jessica, “Ms. Yates, it’s enough for Sonny to have me as his mother. He doesn’t need you as his stepmother. Mr. Brown, please leave with your wife.” Hank looked at his ex-wife and son in embarrassment. Jessica said, “Liberty, I’m Sonny’s stepmom. A stepmother is also a mother. Did I say anything wrong? Sonny is Hank’s son, and I’m Hank’s wife. It’s normal for me to say that we’re a family.” “Jessica!” Hank shouted in a low voice and pulled his wife’s hand, then said to Liberty, “We’ll leave now.” He dragged Liberty out in a hurry.

“Dad, something happened! The seniors want to remove your position as the hall chief and chase the both of us out of Heathein!” Hank was bewildered as the man running in panic was his son—Josiah!

My other hand flew to my mouth. He stared at me, shock, recognition, something darker flashing through his eyes. Mum was still smiling, oblivious. “Isn’t he handsome?” she said, looping her arm through his. “Marcellus and I… we’re getting married soon. You’re going to have a stepdad, baby girl.” I couldn’t speak. He couldn’t look away. Karma hadn’t just orchestrated this. It had written the whole damn script. And we were both starring in it.

What was truly wrong with this man I had feelings for? We arrived at a door, which he opened before stepping inside. I saw my mom by the empty bed, while Yvonne was sleeping in a chair by the wall, her head tilted back. My stepdad was sitting next to her. When I looked back at my mom, I saw a bright smile on her face. She quickly approached me, taking my hands in hers. At that moment, Colby walked past us and laid down on the bed, turning his face away as if to ignore us.

“People are staring,you’re making a scene.” “The point is keeping you out of their cameras.” His thumb moved in a small circle against my hip bone. Deliberate. Claiming. “Or would you prefer to be all over social media tomorrow?” He had a point. A frustrating, infuriating point. “Fine,” I conceded. “But you’re enjoying this too much.” I felt more than heard his laugh. It rumbled through his chest, vibrating against me. “Maybe.” “Jason.” Mom’s voice cut through whatever moment was happening. “I think I need to sit down. Soon.”

They smacked loudly against the wall. Mom worked in real estate—one of the top agents in the area. Dad was a lawyer, and tonight he was stuck at the office with a late case. We weren’t hurting, financially. Our family had it pretty good. My eyes landed on the small figure trailing behind her. “Still mad at me, little toad?” I teased Jayson. He puffed his cheeks and flipped me off behind Mom’s back. I rolled my eyes. Totally used to it by now. Holding the bowl close with one arm, I reached in with the other and grabbed a big handful of popcorn.

The worst feeling of all was the horniness. I thought the heat would be gone for a couple of days but it was slowly starting to come back. Even now I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of white shorts, while my parents were dressed in full winter gear, already talking about how cold it was. My mom was acting like the happily married wife of this house, pretending she was happy to see my father. Meanwhile, he was also pretending that he was happy to be home and that he didn't just find out his wife cheated on him.

I couldn’t fucking stand her. My stepmom—let’s call her the bitch who ruined everything—was the hottest woman I’d ever seen, and I hated her for it. Those massive, heavy tits that strained against every tight top she wore, that fat ass that jiggled when she walked, those full lips always painted red like she was begging to suck cock. She knew exactly what she was doing, parading around the house like a whore in heat, and now Dad was gone on his stupid week-long trip. Just me and her. Stuck. Alone.

“It’s just the air conditioning…” “Bullshit,” he said softly, his hand sliding slowly up my thigh. “You’re wet too, aren’t you? I can see the little damp spot on your yoga pants.” My face burned, but I didn’t pull away. Instead, I parted my legs just a fraction, letting his hand move higher. “Ethan… this is wrong. I’m your stepmom.” “Exactly,” he replied, his voice turning rough and filthy. “That’s what makes it so fucking hot. My dad’s hot wife sitting here with her cunt dripping while she stares at my cock through my pants.”