My Hot Step Dad Novels & Stories

Ever since I turned 18, my step daddy changed. He started staring at me for long hours and sometimes I would see him lick his lips. I didn’t mind because he was hot. I lost my dad at the age of 14 and my mom had remarried Jake. Jake is a good husband to my mom. He made sure to please her everywhere including in bed. Sometimes I would stay awake touching myself to the sound of them. They tried to be quiet but I had sharper ears.

"My son is busy preparing for his engagement tomorrow. We must immediately go home and postpone our honeymoon event for one day." "Okay, no problem," I said. I hope his son can accept me to be a stepmother for him. He will get engaged, meaning he is an adult. How does it feel to be a stepmother for men who are adults?

God—five fucking days? With all the kisses, and the touching, the sweet praises whispered into my ears—had none of that meant anything to that bastard?! Maybe he wasn’t as bad as I initially thought, perhaps I had overreacted in the beginning, but I still didn’t want him getting married to my mother! That would make him my new dad, wouldn’t it? Jesus Christ! I kissed my stepfather? Fed on him even?! My vision blurred momentarily, and I realized I had tears nearly running down my face. I ran off, not caring if anybody noticed my reaction to the news.

She stepped out onto the balcony barefoot, letting the cold wind soak her through. She barely noticed when Christopher joined her, a jacket slung loosely over his arm. “You’ll catch your death out here,” he said. “I already did,” she murmured. “The day they killed my father.” He didn’t argue. He just stepped beside her, offering the jacket. She didn’t take it. “You’re changing,” he said after a moment. “You’re colder now.” Isla looked up at him. “You think I had a choice?” “No,” he admitted. “But I still hate watching it happen.”

I asked again. “I thought of sharing the good news with you. I met someone- “Again!?” I exclaimed. “He is so nice, caring, and fifty-rich. "He would like to meet with his stepdaughter,” she added, causing me to chuckle dryly. “You will him- - I am done having this conversation.” I ended the call before she could say any more words. Two years later, I had lost my dad. Mom came home with her little baby, introducing him as my stepdad. She couldn't even wait to properly mourn Dad.

He owns me, tells me what to do, and I just do it. “Fuck it! Come the fuck here,” he commands eventually, downing his full shot and throwing the glass on his desk. I sway toward him, a little faster than I would have if he were Theo James. What in the actual fuck am I doing? Seducing my step-dad? When my thigh brushes his knee, I stop. His body feels hard and hot and I want nothing more than to climb over my daddy and do filthy things to him, because he is not my daddy.

My stepdad nodded, the sound of me calling him Daddy turning him feral which made his dick swelled even wider and longer with raw arousal. He pulled his fingers from my asshole and pussy, sliding them into his mouth while I turned my head slightly to watch. The sight alone made my nipples harden painfully, and fresh pussy juice dripped from me onto the bed. "Little one, I won't go easy on you for tempting me like this," my stepdad declared suddenly. He grabbed the butt plug, slicked it with his saliva, then slid it deep into my asshole in one swift, solid thrust. "Mmm… that feels…" I let out a soft moan, my breath hitching, unable to finish as my stepdad yanked his cock from his boxer briefs

He looked drunk but hungry, eyes dark. “Cole, get out,” I whispered, trying to sound firm even though my pussy was still throbbing and empty. “That was too close. My stepdad was right here. What if he heard us?” Cole smirked, stepping closer, voice low and dirty. “He didn’t hear shit, baby. But you were so fucking tight when he knocked. Your cunt squeezed me so hard I almost came inside you right then.” He grabbed his cock and stroked it slowly, showing me how wet it was from me. “Look at this. Your pussy cream all over my dick. You gonna send me away like this? Leaving your stepbrother with blue balls again?”

“Jonathan is about to reject and divorce me.” My eyes widened in shock. “What?” “Why are you so surprised?” she snapped, stepping closer, her voice breaking. “You fucked your stepfather’s son, turned father and son against each other. What else did you expect?” Every word felt like a knife stabbing into my chest. I never wanted any of this to happen. She broke into tears, her voice suddenly weak and pitiful. “He is a father, Isabella… and I am a mother. How could we just sit back and watch our children walk down the wrong path?”

I rode him fast grinding my clit on him until I came again screaming his name. "Yes ride me you brat," he said gripping my hips tight. "Take all of my cock. You love getting fucked by your stepdad do not you?" "I love it Daddy," I moaned loud. "Your cock is so big. I am addicted to you now. Fuck me anytime you want."