My Stepdaddy Wants Me Novels & Stories

Then the next morning she was standing in my father’s foyer being introduced as my new stepsister and the universe decided to laugh in my face. Every time I saw her now the same thought hit me: mine. Even when I told her to forget it. Even when I pushed her away. The word still sat under my skin like a brand. The night I had her in my room, my father had called me downstairs the second Cade knocked. The conversation was still burned into my head. “You need to stop.” My dad had been standing by the window in his study, back to me, voice cold.

“Fill me up. Make me yours completely. I need it so much. Don’t stop.” “You love being my secret whore, don’t you?” he said, pounding into me deep and rough, the bed creaking softly under us. “While I’m married to your mother. Say it louder. Tell me how much you love your stepfather’s cock splitting you open and filling you with cum.” “Yes,” I cried out quietly, trying not to wake her. “I’m your dirty little stepson. Use me. Fuck me harder, stepfather. I need it. Please don’t stop. Fill me up with your load.”

The fantasy of calling him Daddy while he claimed what didn’t belong to him terrified and thrilled me in equal measure. Mason rested his forehead against mine, breathing me in. “You do know. You’re just scared to say it. That’s okay, baby. I’ll wait. I’ll tease you until you’re begging for it. Until you can’t hide how badly you need your stepdaddy to take care of you.” The promise hung between us, thick with unsaid filth and aching tenderness. His fingers tightened slightly on my neck, a silent claim. I was so close to closing the distance, to pressing my lips to his, consequences be damned.

Ryder I still can't believe Genie McConnell is going to be my Stepsister. Out of any other girls with tities and a nice ass, it's going to be her. Since when did dad start seeing another woman. Hell, he's never seen anyone since mom left. All however was just a nice pussy to satisfy his urges. But seeing Genie mom with him, I'm pretty sure it must be serious.

“You should really step your game up, dad, or mom might leave you.” “I’m plenty romantic son, let’s see how romantic you are when you’re not spending my money renting Scottish castles.” I snicker as the two of them bicker, and we huddle together to watch mom’s favorite movie for the fifteenth time. I smile at my family's happy faces, mom smiling as the movie begins, and my dad's eyes are filled with love and my heart sitting next to me. We’ll be one weird but loving family, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m looking forward to spending the rest of my life with my stepbrother.

I yelled. There was a long silence before a resounding laugh. “I do not care, Katie. Leave!” My eyes darted over every detail of him, and I swallowed the newly earned lump of saliva. But I do not move, and gradually, his head raises, his eyes meeting mine. “Don’t tell me you want a taste of me too? I guess I was right after all. Father’s money couldn't keep you, and now you want more. Tell me, Stepmom, how many men have you graced their bed just for cash?” I heard him say, causing me to scoff.

And the worst part? He does own it. He owns me. “You’re still a killer,” I whisper again, softer this time, like I’m trying to remind myself who he is. “And you’re still wet for me,” he growls. A soft gasp leaves my mouth as he yanks me flush against his body. I feel him, all of him, hard, hot, thick behind his slacks, pressing into my stomach like he’s ready to destroy me. “Say it,” he demands, voice gravel and sin. “Say you want your stepdaddy to fuck that pretty little mouthy attitude out of you.”

"Urr… I have some errands I need to run for your mom, especially now that I have been able to convince her nothing is going on." I nodded, asking him to go ahead. “I want you to go steam that pussy for me; I will come have her later." He said as he grabbed his car keys and hurried out. Was I going to steam my pussy for my naughty step-daddy? Yes, unapologetically. I would add curry and seasoning and serve him a fine dining experience when he returns because he deserves the very best.

Seducing Stepdaddy Avery— I glance at the clock. It’s already midnight. And yet, my cheating whore of a mother still hasn’t come home from a week of throwing a tantrum, threatening my breathtakingly handsome Greek god for a stepfather and her husband to leave if she doesn’t do what she wants. So, he reluctantly agreed, although I could see it in his face how much my mother hurt him. Poor stepdaddy. Although he treats me and my mother well, showering her with all the jewelry and money she could possibly get, it still wasn’t enough.

"You've been with us barely a month and your insights on the Morrison campaign were particularly impressive. I wouldn't want to have to let you go because of this." Her eyes widened slightly. And I could swear I heard a scoff as she readjusted in her seat. “But I won't hesitate to let you go if you leave me no choice. Because you're my step daughter doesn't mean you can get away with anything.” “It won't happen again, step dad” she replies with very little concern. “Or should I call you daddy?” Her eyes bore into mine in the most sensual way. I can't let this happen. “Knox is just fine.”