Making Out With Step Mom Novels & Stories

STEPHANIE POV: "Fuck yes, fuck me harder, oo, I fucking love you, Logan", I could hear the sound of my mom's voice through the slightly open door as Logan, my stepfather to be, was pondering his huge cock into my mom’s pussy from behind. My mom was bent over the counter with her wedding dress all bunched up around her waist. They were backed against my directions, which makes me unnoticeable to them while I watch them from behind.

She laughed, turned around, and licked my lip to soothe the sting. Dinner was exceptional, and our family conversation was good. Steph spent a great deal of time talking to my mother and Cassidy. Camden came up to me, took my hand, and led me to the floor to build blocks with him. All of a sudden, I heard my mom ask Steph how we met. Panic washed over me as I feared Steph would tell her she was that teen back then. I quickly walk to them to do the talking but my mom shut me up and she explained she was the same teen that we dated six years ago. MY mom became silent for a while, I held her hand and was going to speak but to my surprise my mom stood up and open her eyes wide to come. She embra

Chapter 17: Mission I... ended spending that whole boring day with Mom and her stepdaughter. I know it's rude and kinda mean to say that it was boring, but then, it was really boring though. I was only telling nothing but the truth here. I didn't even feel like Mom was really making it up to me, because she was talking with her stepdaughter almost all day, and I feel like nothing but a complete outcast. I rolled my eyes when I remembered Anita's words before they left the mansion yesterday.

Mom was head over heels, married him six months later, and suddenly he was living in our house—my stepdad. I kept my little obsession separate. Different laptop, private browsing, headphones. No overlap. Life went on. Until this week. Mom flew to Florida for a girls’ trip with her old nursing friends—ten days of sun, cocktails, and no responsibilities. The house was just me and Richard. He’d been extra busy “on calls” in his home office, doors closed, which was fine by me. Gave me plenty of alone time to re-watch Rex’s newest video (the one where he bends the girl over the kitchen island and growls “This pussy belongs to Daddy now” while he breeds her raw).

I cry and he pushes in the head of his fat cock in first, “oh!“ I cry out, my mouth forming an O shape as his girth stretches me open. Just the mushroom shaped head in me feels enough to make me want to cum again instantly. My step daddy keeps my leg supported on his hip while the other hand is grabbing a handful of my ass, massaging the soft cheeks and drawing me closer. My pussy clenches with the thrill of what we are doing. I am really taking my step father's cock right in front of my mom. My mom is still swimming laps at the far end, her strokes steady and rhythmic, humming that same old song she always does when she’s happy.

That was definitely a bonus! “For real?” I asked, cheerily. “Yeah,” “Then, I’ll try my very best comrade!” I let out, faking a salute. The mood lightened that minute and the room overrode in laughter. … “So, you’re telling me that your mum was married to another man who was a monstrous piece of scumbag, and you have a step brother?” Cole said, squeezing his nose, in unbelief and confusion. “Yep.” I answered him, rolling the papers we had carefully written on. We were about to choose the songs for our karaoke party but ended up arguing.

Bad. Tonight we were all sleeping in the same bed. Mom insisted some family bonding bullshit after a long week. I showed up in my thin silk pajama shorts and tiny tank top, no bra, nipples already poking through from the AC. Mom was passed out on the far side, curled up facing the wall, dead to the world from her double shift. “Hey, petite,” my stepdad said when I walked in, that easy smile spreading across his face. His eyes all over me quick down my body, his eyes fixed on my legs before he looked away. But I caught it.

When I raised up my head again , it was still the three of us . My step dad turned to look at my mom and hugged her . You can’t blame her my love , the trauma is more than what you can understand I have been dealing with this rogues for years and trust me when I say that they do unexplainable things to you and that is exactly what they have done to your child , they have fooled her to believe that all this things I was the one who is doing them but I am not , I will just have a talk with her “ Mom nodded her head obediently and walked out of the room .

The woman spoke, seeming to me like she was his mum. “Yes, welcome home, my son.” My stepdad said, shocking me. Your son? How's this possible? Then his eyes drifted to me and suddenly widened in surprise. “Thank you, Mother, thank you, Father,” Peter spoke firmly, yet excitement was lurking around; he didn't take notice of his father's countenance. “This is my mate!” Peter plastered a smile on his face, making everyone fall into a state of shock. His mum furrowed her brow, her face confused, staring at me, and my stepdad narrowed his brows down, indicating his rising anger.

Mom watched from the side, fingers buried in her own pussy, moaning softly. “Such a good girl,” she whispered. “Taking your stepbrother and stepfather so beautifully.” The sensations were too much. Cain’s thick cock reaming my ass, rubbing against the thin wall separating him from my stepfather’s cock in my throat. My clit throbbed untouched. I came hard, screaming around the cock in my mouth, my holes clenching and spasming. They didn’t stop.