My Stepmom Caught Me Novels & Stories

The woman spoke, seeming to me like she was his mum. “Yes, welcome home, my son.” My stepdad said, shocking me. Your son? How's this possible? Then his eyes drifted to me and suddenly widened in surprise. “Thank you, Mother, thank you, Father,” Peter spoke firmly, yet excitement was lurking around; he didn't take notice of his father's countenance. “This is my mate!” Peter plastered a smile on his face, making everyone fall into a state of shock. His mum furrowed her brow, her face confused, staring at me, and my stepdad narrowed his brows down, indicating his rising anger.

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

“Delete it and block the number. I’ll handle this.” “Handle it how?” I snapped, voice cracking like the anxious teenager I apparently still was. “We can’t just ignore this. What if they send it to your dad? Or post it somewhere? My mom would lose her mind. ‘Oh honey, you’re screwing your stepbrother?’”

I feel my legs shake as I drag my feet forward, moving around the couch, which is probably not a brilliant choice considering how fearful she looks right now– I should stay away, not draw closer. "Mom…" I start, trying to put words together, but how do I explain to her? What do I even say? Oh, I’m sorry you had to see that. I just happened to have been fucking around with my best friend, who also happens to be your stepson. No qualms, though.

Because he didn't know what side to pick obviously. I wasn't surprised. I've always known that he was a chicken. A scarecrow, unable to do anything because of his stupid mistress. "Can't you just leave today? Without causing a scene? We're currently...look, your stepmom is weak, she can't handle all these now." Step mom??? Ohhh my goodness. He just called her my Stepmom??? Wow! Hazel held my arm and gently squeezed it without saying a word. I knew that she could tell that I was pissed off and was trying to stop me from launching at Elizabeth and taking off her hair.

Every time she caught my eye, she looked away, her skin still flushed from what I'd done to her. As soon as the meal was over, I didn't stick around for small talk. I headed straight back down to my sanctuary. "Sorry for the break, boys," I whispered into the mic, reaching for the textured purple dildo. "But I just found out my stepmom has a little secret. Should we go invite her back down for a closer look?"

I'm growing crazy and crazier by the day. 'Uthman' I turned to see my Step mom walking towards me. I did not know she was coming. 'E kasan ma' She flashed a smile just as she reached my side. 'How're you? I saw you talking to a girl right now. Was that Michelle?' My head is pretty messed up right now and now, my step mom is adding hers. 'no, that was Jade.' 'Oh, your rival?' I nodded, surprised that she knows Jade by name.

“I told them I taught you everything you know, of course.” “That goes without saying. What’d they say to that?” “They asked me about some shit on the spreadsheet you made and I had to confess I had no idea what the hell it was.” “Nice try, anyway. Props for that. You’ve got big lady balls.” “Yeah. Speaking of big lady balls, I’m about to kick someone’s lady balls into next year.” “Your step-mom?” “Yes. You would not believe the shit she’s pulling.” “Ohhh, yes I would. Having you kidnapped is pretty high up there on the lady-balls scale.”

"I saw my stepfather kill my mom. I was about five when it happened." I felt her body stiffen and she tried lifting her head to look at me but I held her in place. "He'd been in jail, she'd help put him there. He was caught molesting a kid or some shit and wanted her to keep it hush-hush but she called the authorities."

I called out but was answered with a pin drop silence as I search through the building, at the top floor, I repeated the procedures “Over here” a faint voice replies as I traced it and it led me to a spacious grandeur, only to come in contact with my family, stood my step dad sat relaxed on the couch was my step mom and sister, I let out an exhale of relief at the familiar faces, wait what are they doing here? I don’t know what they were up to but whatever be it, I will not give them the satisfaction they seek. “Well, well, look who finally showed up,” my stepmother purred, eyes narrowing at the shirt I wore. “In another man’s clothes, no less.” she added her tone not nice.