Novel & Cerita I Love My Stepmom

My best friend Stephany keeps asking me what's wrong so in the end I've told her since I can't tell anybody else. "Shit so you are in love with your stepfather?.....OMG girl!! I wonder what he must look like since you fell for him....tell me, is he hot??" She smirks but I sigh. "Steph you don't get it do you?! It's wrong he is married to my mother and she.....she just....behaves like the ice queen she always was!" "Wait what, so she doesn't love him??"

I still do not understand my mothers undying love for nic and even though I try not to get jealous of their relationship I can’t help it. She treats him like the son she never had and makes sure that she does everything to make me feel okay, while I wouldn’t deny the fact that she loved me I still can’t accept the fact that I’m not being treated better. Lucas, my step dad never bothered to say a word to me as we drove in total silence. My stepdad had been nothing but amazing but still we never really had a good relationship. He seems to stay out of the way when it comes to affairs that had to deal with me and let my mom handle it.

Aiden I sat on the couch, pretending to be engrossed in the game on my tablet. My fingers moved absently over the screen, but my mind wasn’t in it. Not today, not after all the problems we encountered. Living here with my Stepmother, felt like walking on eggshells. She tried to act like she cared, but I wasn’t that dumb . I could feel her irritation whenever I was around, like I was some burden she couldn’t wait to get rid of. I miss Mom, not just the idea of her, but everything she used to represent: warmth, safety, and someone who genuinely cared.

She didn't like the way I spoke to her, she turned the other way as she said, “ Jude, I'm your stepmom. We can't do this.” My face turned black from her words, I didn't argue, I just moved her side of the blanket and under her watch, I spread her legs and moved it down to her pussy as her breath hitched and her eyes widened in shock, I rolled my finger around her pussy as she sucked her lips, “ Ohhhh.” She let out a moan, She loved the way I pressed, dipped and hooked. I looked into her eyes, I saw the passion and the yearn.

What is wrong with him? He lowers his head to my ear. "Literally." Dear God. It's like he is trying to get us killed. "Is that so?" My mom's smile is bright. She is happy with the idea that I'm getting along with my soon-to-be stepbrother. Sorry to break it to you mom, but that couldn't be further from the truth. "Yh. She lends a helping hand to me whenever I need it," Oh my God. Someone kill me now and end this nightmare. "She never leaves me hanging." Another mutter under his breath, "except once."

I said. My stepmother walked in unexpectedly. I was taken aback by her unexpected visit. "What brings you here?" I asked changing my expression to be serious. To be honest, she was a good woman who adored me, but I couldn't bring myself to like her. I despise her because my father always had a soft spot for her despite being brutal to my mother. It's always difficult for me to resist her under my father's roof. I wanted nothing more than to see him disintegrate.

Or perhaps I simply have a problem. But I love mom. More than just a child's affection for his parents. Although we are not blood relatives, I treated her as if she were my biological mother, and she treated me as if I were her own son. This has been the case since my father left us to be with his third wife. That's correct. My stepmother, Marianne, was Dad's second wife. I called her mom because she has looked after me since I was a child. But to tell the truth, my thoughts and feelings toward her couldn't be compared... They weren't, to say the least, close to what a son should - or ought - to feel.

I'm an outcast. I couldn't tell if Olivia is a bad or good stepmom for me. She never treat me bad anyway, neither treat me any good. It's more like I never exist at all. And Dad, I could tell he is happy with his new family. His two stepsons are his dream come true.

She took a shine to me and we hit it off straight away. My friends were always asking after her. Two of them had stepmom’s they didn’t get on with and asked me if they could swap. Ha! It seemed like stepmom’s got a bad rap in general, so I felt like I’d hit the jackpot in having Mary become my new mom.

“Yeah, that. Can't believe I'd have a tiny sibling at my age and it's your fault.” I pouted. “Sorry boss.” “Shut up,” he scoffed. “You're not sorry.” “I'm really not.” Then his face turned serious as he searched my eyes. “It's kind of weird having my age mate as my step mom, but you're very good for papà and I hope he's very good to you.” That made me smile. “He is. He loves me.” “And you love him.” I nodded. “With all my heart.” “As long as you're both happy, ‘stepmother,’” he teased as I swatted his arm playfully.