Naughty Stepsister Novels & Stories

Jordan laughs, kissing some girl in minimal clothing. Excuse you. A lot like my stepsister? What is that supposed to mean? Suddenly my gaze is a blazing fire, piercing right through him. “What the hell did you say?” I begin to pry. He retreats, his wide eyes filled with fear. He should know better than to involve my stepsister in his situation. “I mean, there are a lot of girls with similar names.” He breathes and swallows. “My stepsister isn’t some similar girl,” I exclaim in his face, my eyes wild, my fist aching to punch his ugly face.

I look up at Zayne, who seems like he is about to explode. “No, we will talk about this now. Who is this bitch?” She shrieks which get the attention of a couple of diners who are close by. “This is my stepsister Maija.” I look at him incredulously, he’s been telling me all night we aren’t siblings, but the moment his raccoon shows up, all of a sudden, I’m his stepsister. Granted, I am, but still. Not cool, Zayne. “Oh…Zayne. I’m sorry for not trusting you…you kissed her hand, and I…wait, why are you kissing your stepsister’s hand?” I smirk as I look at him. Answer the girl, Zayne. He mouths the word, please help, and I sigh.

It revealed the result of a pregnancy test. My stepsister's lips curled into a wicked grin as she raised her gaze to meet mine, her eyes alight with malicious delight. "Well, well, well," she taunted with a sneer. "Look who has been sleeping around with different men and pretending to be innocent? I knew it, you’re just a cheap slut hiding under the image of an innocent maid.” My step brother moved closer to me dragging me by the arm towards him. “Who is the father you bitch?” He yelled, I bent my head, my eyes on my worn out shoes and refused to say a word.

This was the only time in the night that I felt like I was on the right track. "I should have never brought her here," I muttered under my breath, and Valerie stopped complaining, focusing on my words. "Huh? What are you saying?" she asked, leaning in to make sure she heard me right. "That girl back there—" I grunted, biting the inside of my cheek. "That nurse?" she asked, her voice full of bitterness. "That nurse is my stepsister," I responded, hissing at her. That was the first mistake I made. Not introducing her as my stepsister was stupid. Nobody took her seriously now.

I was sobbing and begging by the fourth edge. “Please… I can’t take it anymore,” I whimpered, tears running down my cheeks. “I’m your good little stepsister slut… please let me cum… I’ll do anything…” Conrad and Jeremiah looked at each other with dark, satisfied smiles. “There she is,” Jeremiah said softly. “Our perfect, desperate stepsister. Begging so pretty for us.” Conrad finally nodded. “You’ve been such a good girl. Time to let our good little stepsister slut cum hard.”

I drew closer to her, my eyes falling on her slender waist and I felt the urge to reach out to feel her. I observed how she stood frozen, her eyes like melted chocolate staring back at me innocently. “I guess you’re officially my stepsister now. And,fuck. It makes me wanna do so many bad things to you.”

She acted so well, not raising a single suspicion. "So you decided to have someone do your dirty work? Take pictures of our private moments while you pretend to be our friend?" "James, I…" I withdraw my hold on her and let her move towards him. "You know how badly I want you. You know how much I love you. You know how I feel, and I– I couldn’t handle your rejection. I was willing to do anything. Besides, she’s your stepsister, James." She passes me a look of disgust, and I chuckle wryly as she turns back to him. "What you’re doing isn’t right, and you know it. You should be with someone like me. Someone who—"

I roll my eyes, feeling yet another tinge of anger because why is everyone so fixated on the fact that I slapped that jerk and not my own feelings? “He had it coming.” Oh, he has had it coming for a very long time. Boy, did it feel good to slap that stupidly handsome face. I regret nothing. The only regret I feel is that I didn’t wait to see his reaction before bolting out of there. Cassidy stands in the middle of her room, looking at me like I’ve lost my mind. “I don’t think you understand how crazy this is. You slapped the school's golden boy!” “I’m sorry, what part of James Sullivan, my royal pain in the ass, is going to be my stepbrother isn’t crazy? That is what you should be freaking o

“Who's this?“ He questioned the second he placed the phone on his ear. “Someone who knows something you'd rather he didn't.“ The voice on the other side lets out a slight chuckle, filling his ears before utter silence. Blaze's body shook as he clenched his teeth. The idea of games never really sat well with him. “And what do you think you know?“ Blaze questioned, leaning on his car, his eyebrows arched. “I know all about your relationship with Katie.“ The stranger informed, followed by a dramatic pause. His words caused Blaze to scowl. Never did he expect that. However, he knew better than to confirm the suspicion. “Of course, dummy, she is my stepmom.“ Blaze reminded, accompanied by a dry l

Zayn started and then added to me, “You are my stepsister… Everyone is having fun with these drinks and my stepsister stays deprived of that? No, I can’t let that happen” “I don’t want these drinks of yours…” I said and then added to him, “I don’t drink alcohol… I am not someone who would drink and do crazy things and forget about it the other morning… That’s what people like you do…” “I see… Then stepsister..." He started and leaned towards me. “Wait and watch what people like me can do…” He warned and walked away from there while I kept looking at him in horror…