Lesbian Stepmom Punishment Novels & Stories

Yara scolded, assuming that Serenity and Lisa had come to their house because the kids had gotten into trouble and came to ask for compensation. "Don't you talk about my mom!" Cynthia glared at Yara like an enraged little beast. "What's wrong with me talking about your mom? You're now living off me and your father's money! I'm warning you, you'd better behave…" "How can you talk like that?!" Lisa could not resist interjecting. "You must be their stepmother. They may not be children of your own, but you're still a mother. How can you speak to a child like this? Did you see the injuries Caden has on his body? He's your child, so how can you abuse him?"

I couldn't finish. "Because you got pregnant." Someone said from the door and instantly the blood drained from her face. I looked at the door and saw her stepmom walk in with rage and without hesitating, or giving her time to process what she just said, she slapped her on both cheeks so hard that her hand marked on her cheeks. I flinched, closing my eyes as a sharp wince left Leona's lips. "How dare you do this to us? You disgraceful and ungrateful daughter of a bitch! " She yelled.

She knew what she would be going to face won’t be easy but still she can’t abandon her father just because of a vicious woman like Betty. The door was opened afterwards and a woman stood at the door, she was happily surprised to see Lisa and Laura on the door. She immediately stood aside and welcomed them both in the apartment, Lisa and Laura frowned in disbelief when they saw the woman's behavior. The woman standing in front of them is their step-mom, second wife of Frank Mathew because of whom their mother suffered terribly and died and their father also left them just because of her. Laura felt like a thorn was stabbed in her heart when she remembered that awful memories of past, Lisa too

“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

he replied and Brenna gasped a little. "I was ordered by Stephanie to do such a thing, Stephanie is Davis Stepmom and also the second leader of a bad organization. She's married to another man who's not Davis' father but an evil Mafia, the man is dead and passed all his business to Stephanie" he said and Brenna couldn't believe her ears. So Davis' stepmom is a two faced bìtch??

My cheek stung instantly, skin already heating with the slap. “You’ve always been a mistake,” she hissed. “Always. I should’ve sent you to a convent years ago. And now? You want to marry into a family like Damien Lockwood’s and drag us through the mud?” “I didn’t mean—” I tried, my voice small and my throat dry. “You didn’t mean?” Stepmom laughed sharply. “Then annul it. Today. Fix what you broke.” “I can’t.” “You can and you will,” Grandmother snapped. “Or I swear, I’ll make your life more miserable than you can possibly imagine.”

This was the first time her mom was laying hands on her. "And I will slap you again and again to restore your mind because I can see you have lost it. How can you do that kind of thing? The worst is that you are proud of it. You are not even scared of telling me. You don't haven any atom of shame of the atrocity you have committed. Do you know what is means to get pregnant for your step brother?" "How can you slap me because I went for what I want? Fuck society and what they think. I love Stephen and I'm going to marry him." Kelly Said.

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.

Leo spanked her ass hard, leaving red handprints. “Ride me harder, Mom,” he growled. “Fuck my cock like the horny slut you are.” Victoria’s moans grew louder. “Ughhh… yes… I’m your slut… your stepmom’s pussy is yours… fuck me deeper… ruin me…” She reached between her legs and rubbed her clit while bouncing on him. Her back arched high, her breasts bouncing wildly. Leo grabbed her hips and thrust up to meet her, fucking her from below. “I’m going to cum again,” she gasped, her pussy clenching around him. “Cum with me, baby. Fill your stepmom’s pussy one more time.”

"So this is it, this is about reproduction?! this is all Leyla has been representing for you? a broken machine ? out of everyone I wouldn't expect you, mom, to talk about this! Not only because you are a woman but because you were in her shoes some years ago before we popped into your stomach!" "It's exactly because I have been in her shoes that I'm not going to allow this to happen! There are things I didn't understand then that I understand now, and that I wouldn't let happen. I would not let her be treated the way I was treated by my stepmom and his famiy. I would not let this family stop growing because of your desires. Why can't you just be a good kid and go with what we say? There are