Making Out With Step Mom Novels & Stories

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.

FUCKING MY STEP--MOM My stepmother had always tried to tempt me. Whenever Dad wasn’t around, she’d walk around the house practically naked. I was twenty fucking years old—what the hell did she think she was doing? By “practically naked,” I mean she wore only a tiny lace bra and panties that barely covered anything. Even though she was pregnant, her swollen belly and fuller curves only made her look hotter. Every time she strolled into the living room, my cock would get rock hard. I used to run to my room and jerk off furiously, but today I decided I wasn’t running anymore. Dad was a pilot and wouldn’t be home all weekend.

Not only was he tearing me open, he was dragging my mother down with me, ripping her dignity to pieces. "Don't say that, please. My mother is not like that. I am not..." He didn't even let me finish. He just turned around and headed for the door. “Wait!” I choked out, crawling after him on shaking limbs. He paused without looking back, "Please don't tell my mother. Please," I sobbed. There was a beat of silence before he spoke again. "Welcome to my pack, stepsister. I hope you enjoy your stay." With that, he walked out without even a glance.

My small perky breasts bounced as my body convulsed, legs shaking violently. Marcus finally pulled back, his face shiny with my juices and melted ice cream. He scooped the last of the cream and fed it to me from his fingers. “Taste how sweet your naughty pussy is,” he murmured. I sucked his fingers clean, moaning softly. “I love my stepdad… I’ll be good for you.” He smiled darkly, stroking my hair. “Good girl. But we’re not done yet. Mom won’t be back until tonight.”

Did I not know the man I was going to marry? All this time, I made excuses for him instead of asking for details about his mom's death. Was he so much worse than just a cheater? Was I in love with a killer? A broken sob escaped my lips as my mom came hard on Xander’s dick, shuddering violently, her pussy gushing around him while he held her close and cooed, "Isn't having your step son make your pussy tremble better than bitching about things you can't change? Cum for us, step mommy. Cum hard enough and you might not have to fuck other dicks anymore."

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

And who said I dumped Justin? Everyone looked confused. "Didn't you say it yourself? That you were the mother?" "I've always treated Adrian like a younger brother," Rowena quickly explained. "The baby lost his mother the moment he was born. I became his godmother so he wouldn't grow up being bullied." "You should've told us that sooner, Rowena. With the way you set all this up, we thought this was your biological son!" "And where's Justin, anyway? We haven't seen him at all. Don't tell me he's mad."

He turned to cody, who was starstruck. “I had sex with your stepmom,” he said. “I know and I’m sure we would both do it again when given the chance,” he said with a teasing smile.

“Excuse me?” She gave me a wicked grin. “Hello, he only eyefucks you every time you’re in the same room with him.” “We’re always bickering,” I defended, feeling uncomfortable. “Right,” she laughed. “Foreplay.” “Stop it.” I smacked her with my pillow. “He’s my stepdad.” Jackie nodded. With a mocking tone she said, “Totally. Quite the paternal figure.” “Fuck you.” “I wish your stepfather would, but he’s too busy fantasizing about you.”

So that is why he tried to mate with me the other day? I had been a tool for a very long time, I trusted every word that he said. They had been playing games with me for so long and I had no idea, I can't believe it! Just then, the door swung open and my step parents walked in. My stepmom turned her gaze to me and it rested on my hands. Quickly, she approached me and snatched the phone from me. I clenched my fist angrily and the only thing I felt like doing right now was giving this old lady a good punch.