My Stepdaddy Wants Me Novels & Stories

"Are you sure about this?" Aiden whispered. "No, I'm not. Just go away...I don't think I want you to do this anymore. I mean, this isn't sane....you are my stepdad, and no matter what It's not right to be lying with you on the same bed in this controversial position! Ugh!" I said in my head while my heart palpitated as he wrapped his hands around me. "Can you hear me?" he asked, snapping me out of my reverie.

“Come on, Daddy… you know I’ve always been a little reckless. And don’t pretend you don’t notice me. I see the way your eyes linger when Mom’s not looking. You want me too.” His jaw tightens like he’s choking back a groan. “Keep pushing me, D.” he rasps, “and you’ll find out there’s a line you don’t want to cross.” He turns away, reaching for his towel like he’s going to end the session. If my stepdad thinks he’s walking out of here without at least one taste, he’s out of his mind. I step in before he can take another breath, planting myself in his space. “You really want me to leave?” I murmur, my voice low enough to make him look at me. “Because I don’t think you do.”I let my gaze drop int

"You liked me fucking you, didn't you?" "Yes, Daddy, oh, you have no idea," She screamed, getting rammed all through her orgasm. Her stepdaddy gave a few more quick thrusts before he tensed up and spurted his cum deep in her slick little pussy. He remained buried until she had milked his cock dry, then pulled away, dropping beside Stephanie in awe. "You... You wanted me to fuck you?" Steph grinned up at him, struggling to catch her breath. "For over a year now, Daddy, and every night after this." Brody didn't think he could say no to that.

I say and he looks at me with eyes dark but not moving, he folds his arms and leans his weight on his hips. “Fuck, Winter, you shouldn't be doing something like this, what will your mom think?“ Kaden, my stepfather says and I shake my head, pressing my hands together to plead. The door opens and Uncle Justin walks in with a smirk, “relax brother, she's just exploring like young ladies her age” Justin says and I almost moan at the tension in the room. “She's my step daughter, and you're her fucking Uncle” Kaden says strictly and Uncle Justin climbs into the bed, staying behind me to present me to his brother…my stepdaddy.

he said. “I guess so.” I said. It was frustrating because all I wanted to do was sit on his lap, kiss him on the mouth in inappropriate ways and let him explore my body. I’d saved myself for long enough, and I was tired of waiting. There were no uncertain terms about it, I wanted my stepdaddy to take my virginity, to do it without protection and fill me with cum over and over again until I was pregnant.

“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.”

"Everything about this is fucked up and I don't care. I haven't cared since the second you called me daddy." "Say it again." "Daddy." I ride him harder. "You're fucking your stepdaughter on your wife's couch, daddy. How does it feel?" "Like I'm finally getting something I've wanted for years." He pulls me down for a kiss, hard and messy. "Like I'm never going to be able to stop wanting this." "Then don't stop." I grind down on him. "Take me whenever you want. Every time she works a night shift. I'll be here. Ready for you."

He makes me squirt, cum as many times as possible and I so much love that. My so-called boyfriend, oops! Ex I mean to say, he will regret ever wanting to date my stepsister while in a relationship with me. At home, I texted: "Home." His reply: "Good girl. Dream of my cock." Immediately, I texted my Ex boyfriend: “Am done with this relationship Erik, you can now have my stepsister as you have wished. This is me granting your wish so easily” I know he will be so shocked at how I got to find out about this. Even my stepsister didn’t know I knew this and she never said anything to me as well. “Traitors!” I cursed.

He didn’t bother with foreplay — he slammed into my pussy hard, gripping my collar like a leash. “You’re mine,” he growled, fucking me with deep, punishing strokes. “Not your aunt’s. Not your mother’s memory. Mine.” I moaned, tears falling onto the wooden desk as pleasure and guilt crashed together. “But they’re right,” I gasped between thrusts. “This is wrong. I’m your stepdaughter. People will find out eventually. What happens when they do?” Daddy pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and thrust back inside me, eyes blazing.

“I hate the way he keeps trying to insert himself.” Down. “I hate that he thinks he can just show up and act like he belongs.” Up. Down harder. “I don’t want his house. I don’t want his weekends. I don’t want anything from him.” Declan’s hips began meeting mine, thrusting up as I dropped, the wet sound of our bodies filling the quiet room. His eyes stayed locked on mine, dark and intense. “Who do you want?” he demanded, voice low. “You.” I clenched around him as I sank down again. “Only you. My stepdaddy.”