Making Out With Step Mom Novels & Stories

Lena smiled wickedly and straddled him once more, guiding his cock back to her cum-filled entrance. “Good,” she whispered as she sank down onto him. “Because I want to be ruined by my stepson.” She started riding him slowly, her heavy tits bouncing, cum from previous loads leaking out around his cock with every roll of her hips. “Fuck me again, Alex,” she moaned. “Breed your dirty stepmom until the sun comes up. Make me addicted to your cock so I can never go back to your father.” Alex gripped her hips and thrust up hard, the night stretching endlessly ahead of them.

I stared at it for a solid ten seconds. **Me:** …doesn’t matter **Tyler:** nah nah spill. I won’t clown (lying) My thumb moved before my brain could veto. **Me:** stepmom sometimes The three dots appeared instantly. Then vanished. Then appeared again. **Tyler:** …bruh **Tyler:** like ur actual stepmom? The one u live with? **Me:** yeah **Tyler:** send pic **Me:** hell no **Tyler:** cmon I need context. Is she like mid or actually fine?

I tell him, looking him in the eye, tossing my hair behind. He laughs and I comment, “Did you see that magic? I made you smile again. Now I'll make you want to talk again. “Oh, oh, oh, but… here…” I say, “while I come back to my role of the ‘innocent step-mom’. I rub his crotch again and again massaging the length and breadth of it gently at first and then firmly until it resembled the strong bark of a tree. “You got an erection!!” I say falsely amazed. He still looks confused and shocked if this was actually happening to him.

“I’m doing what Dad’s too pathetic to do. I saw that pretty cunt on your OnlyFans, Mom. You spread it so wide for those losers online. Does it make you wet knowing your step-son watched you finger-fuck yourself?” Her breathing was fast. She tried to push me away, but there wasn’t much force behind it. “Stop it right now. This is wrong. I’m your step-mother.” “Wrong?” I laughed, giving her ass a firm slap that made it jiggle. “You’re the one posting videos of your married pussy online. Telling the world how sexually frustrated you are. How many guys have jerked off to you, huh? How many loads have you made them shoot while Dad leaves you high and dry?”

She should thank us, his brother continued. These two idiots were crazy! How could a man as good as Thomas have produced such monsters? — I don't intend to do everything you ask me to. — That's what we'll see, dear stepmom. We'll leave you, you're in shock, we'll leave you alone for now, but very soon, I intend to taste your beautiful breasts! — Me too, I want to taste. — You're bastards, get the hell out of my room. They kept touching themselves while looking at me, they were shameless!

It was my sex crazed Mom and her *new man* Saying it aloud like that made me want to puke. My ‘stepdad’ so they’d call it. I mean he’s hot, assertive and mom’s like always horny but that’s not a good enough reason to constantly make out like I don’t exist ? It was their clothes. They were scattered everywhere—socks, jeans, a bra, t-shirt, loitering the stairs, living room and everywhere. Like some sex crazed teenager. I was headed to my room and just as I was about to get on the stairs “Oh yes, Dante—fuck” the plea tore out of my mother’s throat, ragged and needy.

"If you miss a single night... if you so much as hesitate... I’ll show him the footage from The Velvet Room. I’ll show him the VIP receipts with my signature on them. I will watch him throw you to the street in the middle of the night. He’s a proud man, Zora. He would punish you for this lie, and his punishment would be far worse than anything you've felt from me." He turns back to me, his dark and imposing body, against the afternoon sun. "Do we have a deal, Stepmother?" I look at the diamond band on my finger. I look at the door where my savior, Arthur, just stood. I am trapped in a house of glass, and Ethan Reynolds is holding a handful of stones. "Yes," I whisper, the word tasting like p

Amy shrugged playfully. "If you weren't going out on dates where were you going every Saturday night? You were gone all night, usually," Matt asked. His step mom answered with a seductive and mischievous smile that she pressed into her shoulder as she shrugged. "I go out to the club with some girlfriends." "All night?" "No, not all night... there's always a guy out there that at least looks worth my time," Amy half laughed. "What? Didn't know your step mom was a slut?" Amy asked, taking another large drink. "I'm single... attractive..."