My Stepfather's Sin 소설 & 이야기

“No, Grandmother, no.” They killed my father. She could be all levels of evil, but this had to be a prank. It was a prank. “Why would you do that? That is evil! He was your stepson!” “My stepson, yes. It wasn’t my fault that my son got into gambling and lost the little he was given. But we need more. More, honey. And we cannot have it as long as you are alive.” Before she could finish, the door burst open. “Raise your hands in the air and do not say another word!”

"Haha! Against the law?" My father grabbed Brenda and slammed her head on the ground in front of the flower pots made from my corpse to apologize to me. "You finally understand what's against the law now that you're about to pay the price for murder? Don't you know what you did was against the law when you were torturing Rina?" Brenda continued screaming. Flesh and bones could be seen on her forehead because my father had used too much brute force. "Stop! Please listen to me, Wilson! It wasn't on purpose. Please let me go!"

"And some who'll want to make sure you fit below them." "Wonderful." "All you have to do is follow my lead. You're my stepsister. You're new. You're quiet because you're adjusting, not because you're weak. There's a difference, and they need to see that difference." He drummed his fingers once on the steering wheel, a single restless beat. "Don't worship me. Don't avoid me. Don't flinch when I talk to you." That last one landed like a small stone in still water.

Stella's confessions to what should have been an empty house had shaken his faith. He never imagined his wife would turn on him and fuck his son in law during his month of celibacy. Lola said she understood. How could she have betrayed their family this way? Mark wanted nothing but to have it out with his daughter, perhaps console her, but what he stumbled upon when he opened the door tested his faith even more. As a God fearing man, he knew this was the devil's work. His stepdaughter was defiling the bed where he and Lola made love in holy matrimony. Worse, she was masturbating, not laying with her husband, which deepened the sin.

He fell on his knees, and his dad, Lord Lucifer, grabbed his face. "You are Vincenzo West Pecaminoso… Son of Sin. You will only act like your father. You are my puppet. I gave you life; I made you. I could have let your mom abort you, but I didn’t. So you will act like me, do what I want you to do. I heard you when you said you would never hurt a woman. I won’t let you be a simp. You will kill your mom with a gun." He whispered.

“Andre should have known better. He should have known better he is the older one.” “He was still young,” I say quickly. “They both were.” “That doesn’t excuse this,” he snaps. “I raised him. I taught him right from wrong. This is wrong” He gestures wildly. “This is a disgrace to our family.” My heart aches at the venom in his tone. “Wolfe, please. Lower your voice.” “No,” he says sharply. “No, I won’t. Do you have any idea what this does to us? To our name? To the company?”

Sometimes they are longer and nastier when we get a few minutes alone He always reminds me how sinful it is, but never stops. He'd say “This is so fucking wrong, Rose. I am your stepdad. I am supposed to be like a father to you. Instead I am using you as my personal young whore” Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals

“Good morning, B.” “You’re the problem, you know. You always pamper her, spoil her too much, and turn her into a little brat,” my mom said. “And you scold her too much. Let her breathe.” “Whatever,” she muttered, still ranting as she walked out. My stepdad turned back to me and winked with a smirk before leaving the room. I loved my stepdad even more than my real dad...he’s so cool. My mom just doesn’t deserve him, but whatever. 🤷🏼

“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.”

he grumbled. “A sin, you say?” My fingers trembled, and my chest, stomach, and entire body quivered with rage. But I tried desperately to keep my emotions under control. “You killed my father, betrayed him, and tried to kill me. You don’t consider any of that a sin? But the one thing you consider a sin is killing the priestess? My mother, did you kill her too?” “I did not kill your mother!” he retorted. “And yes, your lives are worthless to me. That’s why I don’t consider it a sin.”