My Step Father Novels & Stories

Ever Since I lost my dad when I was little,my mum had no choice but to marry again so I wouldn't miss having a father around but she made a mistake and married a drunkard who drove her to death with endless debts for her to pay leaving me behind now to be the one fending for all that. " Too sad" I muttered as I picked my torn but still okay to use a shawl from the already weak door I hanged it on before wrapping it around myself. I was about to step out of the house when the door opened itself and emerged as my stepfather. Immediately fear filled my heart. Why was he back so early and not drunk but even smiling? I wondered in surprise. " Where are you off to?" He asked me with a smile and I

At first, I couldn't help but feel a sense of resentment towards him, as if he were trying to replace my father. But as time passed, I began to see that my stepfather was a good man. He treated my mother with love and respect, and he was always there for me, even when I had my darkest nightmares. He never once tried to replace my father, but instead, he became a new source of support and love in my life.

I said in a voice that doesn't convey that message and after a glare from Mom behind his back, I gave him my most charming smile and that seemed to be enough. "I'm sorry we didn't meet before this. I've had a lot to do and the time just wasn't enough. I hope we get along well" He said with what I came to realize was a genuine smile. He leaned closer to me and I instinctively moved back but he was close enough that only I could hear him when he said "I'm not and will never take the place of your father. I wouldn't dare to. I love your mother and I hope you allow me get to know you and love you as my own daughter even though I'm your stepfather like you said"

I was in my senior year of high school, so I rarely had time to be at home between classes, cheerleading, debate team, advanced college classes, and hanging out with friends. The same went for the rest of the family. My mother was a surgeon at the hospital, so she spent a lot of time away from home. My father died when I was young, but my mother remarried six years ago. Not only did I get a stepfather, but I also got a stepbrother. My stepfather was a businessman, but I was pretty sure he lied about his job. A few times, I found blood stains on his clothes. My stepbrother, Dominic, was the same way. He was four years older than me and getting ready to graduate from college.

Mom was no stranger to betrayal and heartbreak, because when she finally found Hunter's father after looking for him, after having me, she was chased away by Hunter's mother and called all kinds of names, even though that bastard of a man had never told her he was engaged when they met. I called him Hunter's father because he had never been my father. My stepfather has been my father since I was three months old. Hunter's father was present when his fiancée humiliated my mother in a foreign country, but he never intervened. He allowed his fiancée to call security on Mom, a woman with a baby on a stormy day.

But if she was right then I had to find out the truth. “He's my stepfather.” I blurted out and she gasped, obviously not expecting that answer. “He married my step- I mean he married my mom, so I'm his stepson. Don't go around assuming awful things.” I added, sounding even more pissed off than usual. She suddenly looked at me like I was her savior and grabbed my hands, batting her eyelashes at me. “Would you beg your father to make me stay? I'll do whatever you want. I can be your slut. I'll suck your cock right now if you want—”

“You should go,” Stephan said, voice low and strained, even as his body stayed rooted in place. His eyes flicked down again—over the sheer robe clinging to my still-hard nipples, the soaked black thong barely covering my freshly fucked pussy. “This isn’t right. I’m your stepfather. I came here for… fuck, I don’t even know why anymore. Let me leave, Jade.”

“It left me feeling really upset, and I just needed some space away from home.” “Oh,” she says, her voice laced with understanding. She nods slowly, processing what I’ve shared. “The CEO of the company, right?” I’m not surprised that she knows. But somehow, her recognition doesn’t feel judgmental. It feels... safe. She doesn’t seem like someone who’s looking for gossip. “Yes, he’s my stepfather,” I confirm, my voice low. “I just need some time away from the house until I can calm down and figure things out without making everything worse.”

“But one of the new staff members was in the east wing. We need to be more careful.” I pushed him back slightly, breathing hard. “Or we could just tell them. Rip the bandaid off.” Liam’s expression darkened and he stood up, pacing. “You don’t get it, Alex. This merger could make or break the company. Dad is old-school and finding out his heir is fucking his stepbrother? It’d be nuclear. I’m not ready to lose everything yet.” “Everything including me?” I shot back, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

(MM) GAY ASS USED BY MY STEPFATHER 1. Nate’s POV. My life's been pretty normal, but not until my mum got married to Adrian, my stepdad seven months ago. He was in his mid-40s, and the CEO of his company. He was the kind of man that looked really mean from afar but barely harmful once you got to know him. He had thin dark long hair that always came down to cover his forehead completely when wet.