I Love My Stepmom Novels & Stories

I smiled to myself, already planning the next time I’d use her. My step-mom’s pretty cunt was mine now. And I was going to fill it again and again.

FUCKING MY STEPSISTER My stepsister has always been calm and looks like a nerd, but the truth is I love her that way. And when I say I love her, it’s not just family love—it’s the forbidden kind that keeps me up at night. Because she’s damn hot and sexy in that quiet, unsuspecting way.

Chelsea Breakfast was one hell of an exciting affair for everyone except me. I didn't mean to, but the moment I stepped out and saw him, my countenance changed. I hoped my step mom would not notice that the smile I flashed her as I took my place next to her was a bogus one. My step brother, Aldrich had prepared breakfast and he was all smiles. His eyes found mine and I looked away. "Good morning, Auntie Naomi. Good morning, dad.", I greeted with my eyes on my plate. Dad nodded as his mouth was stuffed with food and auntie Naomi patted my hair.

Dad also does not agree with this. I made them tie the knot forcefully as it was my mother's wish but I always heard from others that stepmom behaved badly with previous child. She would not care for me but still, I didn't mind this as this was my mother's wish. Eventually, others were proved wrong because she loved me as her daughter.

I hesitated for a while, then I replied. “My dad is dead.” I said that without regret. I hate him for everything he made me go through after getting married to that wicked witch of a stepmom. That pretended fool who came to my dad's house like a good woman with good intentions not until she started misbehaving immediately after giving birth to her first child. She started showing her true colors. I hate her, my dad and my step-sister. My step-brother was different. I was so lost in thought, Donald's voice brought me back to the presence. “Babe, babe! Are you enjoying this place?” he asked.

“I’m so sorry about that. My mother’s… she gets like this when she’s had a bit too much to drink.” I laughed. “Don’t worry. I actually like her.” He raised an eyebrow. “Oh, she’s only being nice to you because she wants a grandchild. Trust me, she can be… intense. She usually doesn’t warm up this fast.” I smirked. “Well, at least she’s a little better than my stepmom, Vivian.”

After taking my phone, I then headed out of my room to the living room as she requested. Upon getting to the living room, I saw my stepmom and her friend who brought her son over. I greeted them and they answered to my greeting even my step mom's friend and I was surprised, my Stepmom's friends barely acknowledge my presence but they adore my son. My stepmom has a lot of friends, more like a gossip group that I can't keep track of each one of their name, but when I see them they know about me, and when I hear them call my Stepmom's name I make sure to greet them before they go back to complain and call me a disrespectful girl to my stepmom.

No not yet. Me and my father always had a complicated relationship. He loved me but he had his exquisite ways of showing it. "The pleasure is mine." She replied, shaking his hand firmly. "Zayn! Why didn't you tell me about her?!" My step mother exclaimed. That smile dancing across her face, even though she knew about... She was the only one for years able to read the emotions in my eyes. And I couldn't help but let those ocean orbs flood with happiness. "She is beautiful." She said to me and Alexis smile showed her deep appreciation to my step mother.

I tried to convince her that it was okay if she was finding it arduous but she insisted on letting me know. When she was sure that she was under her control, she wiped her years and sniffed a few times and started, "When I reached home, my stepmom told me to take my car but something seemed off about her. She wasn't in her usual state. She is a very lively and a very cheerful person but today, she just wasn't herself... after my mom left, I was devastated but when dad remarried his childhood sweetheart, Daphne, my life changed - for the better. My stepmom, she fixed me. She gave me all the motherly love I thought I lost it forever. You see, I owe her a lot. She is close to both me and my bro

My guy friends and I want to show coach how determined we are to make the win this weekend. “Hey,” I hear my stepmom’s voice from down the wide hallway. She has just come out of her room. “Did Roxy get home alright? I haven’t seen her yet,” she says. My stepmom is a good-looking woman, with golden hair that she wears in a bob cut to her shoulders and a slender body from all the Pilates she does. I shrug my shoulders. “Yeah, the brat is in her room.” “Don’t talk about Roxy like that. Honestly, when are you two going to start getting along?”