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Jane POV “Come on you lovebirds, you're going to be late for school.” I heard mum yell from the door. After the talk with our parents last night, Adrian asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes. It still feels like a dream, Adrian is the hottest bad boy in school and he actually likes me, he's willing to date and be with a nerd like me. He may be my step brother but who doesn't like a little taboo romance. I felt Adrian tickle my sides and I couldn't help but laugh,"That tickled Adrian."

"It's a group study not a state funded research project into new biofuels!" "Oh darling," mum cut in from the kitchen doorway with that tone she used when she was about to embarrass me while smiling pleasantly about it. "Be a little nicer to your best friend. And honestly… your grades could really use the extra effort." Stephanie shot me a triumphant look over the top of the stack in her arms and I considered briefly whether I had ever actually liked her. Then we went upstairs. She dumped the mountain of books on my desk with a crash that shook my lamp.

She stammered and swallowed hard with her eyes looking at him so cautiously, she muttered pleadingly, “Please, stop.. Don't come any closer. I am your stepmom!” Corban chuckled then trapped her in the middle of his arms and traced her face with his lips. He blew air on her skin to her ear and let out his tongue to lick the tip of her ear before whispering in his sexy hoarse voice, “You know? That makes it more kinky, stepmum.” Stepmum shivered from the cold air and also his voice that made her tummy flip. She closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth before regaining her sanity, she clenched her fist hard and looked at him boldly.

But I was never really theirs. And now that I knew, it all made a sick kind of sense. Every punishment that felt too harsh. Every birthday they forgot. Every new dress Reina got while I wore last season’s hand-me-downs. Every time my stepmother called me ungrateful or difficult or too much, and he—my supposed father—just looked away like his silence would protect him from guilt. I remembered once, when I was eight, I had drawn a picture of our family—me, Reina, the both of them—and I ran to show my stepmother, all excited, beaming, telling her how I drew her hair just right.

Then, in the same manner she had once thrown cash onto my hospital bed, I pulled out ten 100-dollar bills and tossed them in her face. "Here's a thousand dollars. That pays back your investment in my high school education in full." With that, I turned around, slid into the passenger seat of Elliot's car, and left without looking back. Even as we were driving away, I could hear Mom crying, "Alera! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry…" … Elliot took me to an art gallery. The staff member immediately recognized him and carried a massive painting up to us. He stepped forward and pulled the white veil on the canvas away. "I had this painted for you. Do you like it?"

I stared at it for a solid ten seconds. **Me:** …doesn’t matter **Tyler:** nah nah spill. I won’t clown (lying) My thumb moved before my brain could veto. **Me:** stepmom sometimes The three dots appeared instantly. Then vanished. Then appeared again. **Tyler:** …bruh **Tyler:** like ur actual stepmom? The one u live with? **Me:** yeah **Tyler:** send pic **Me:** hell no **Tyler:** cmon I need context. Is she like mid or actually fine?

I was dripping. Mom sighed, pouring coffee. “Your stepdad had too much last night. Men and their get-togethers.” She kissed my forehead. “I just want us to be a complete family, sweetie. A real family.” But what she didn’t know was even with my step daddy in the picture, her constant absence in my life still made us an incomplete family. She mentioned my stepdad, it only made my pussy wetter. “I know, Mom. You’ve done everything for me.” My voice was sweet, likeable, hiding the storm I was brewing.

Rachel continued, “If you’re a good boy... you can bend me over and pull these snug panties I’m wearing to the side? I might even let you stick that big thing of yours inside of me...” I about fell off my chair with that comment! Rachel, my freaking stepmother, wanted me to jam my dick inside of her?! “Would you like that?” She asked. “Bend over your stepmommy and give her a nice, thick cock?” “That’s what I’ve been thinking about ever since you walked in here,” I told her.

Explicit graphic content ahead. Rated 18+ Theme : Step daughters romance × Daddy's knit × Sexually gray characters. SOFEYA’S POV It was hot outside today. The sun was glaring at me and my twin sister, Rachel. I was relaxing near the pool. Sweat running down my back and inner thighs. We were at our step father's estate for the Summer because our mother was too busy living her best life with her friends in Paris. And even though Rachel and I had our own plans, it's not so bad hanging out here after all.