Seducing Stepmom Novels & Stories

It was seconds. Josh squeezed his step mother's muscular ass cheeks. He ran his eyes up and down her back. God, but she was perfect. The shape of her from angular shoulders to round ass. He was fucking his step mother. Filling the very channel from where he'd once emerged. Josh hadn't wanted to admit it to Eve before. When she'd called him out for lusting after her Mom. Maybe because he hadn't admitted it to himself yet, either. Now nothing could be clearer to him. Fucking his step sister had been fantastic. But this? This was indescribable. It was every fantasy, every wish and desire he'd ever had - in one tight little package, moaning while he plowed her with his cock.

"No.. your dad would be really mad if he finds...“ Before I could finish speaking, he forced his hand inside my singlet and dragged out my boobs. My breath caught. And before I knew it, he dragged off my small shorts. I wasn't wearing any panties underneath He pulled off his trousers and straddled me immediately, sitting on my hips, his weight pinning me to the bed. I couldn't move. I only gasped at how easily the young boy overpowered me. His cock was very heavy as it laid between my thighs. My voice dropped low. Weak, “What are you doing? I'm your step mom.." He didn't even let me finish. He grabbed two of my hands and pinned them above my head. Then he leaned in and sucked my nipples. I m

I ask quietly. "She's my stepmother now." His voice is hollow. "Almost the same age as you, married to our father, probably in his bed right now. How is that okay?" "It's not." I sit beside him. "It's sick and calculated and designed to hurt us both." "She succeeded." He looks at me. "I keep thinking about what she said. That she seduced him, wrapped him around her finger, that he's completely under her control. Part of me wants to warn him, tell he's being manipulated."

He grabs my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. “As my fiancée,” he declares. “And after that, Amy… we destroy my son.” Perfect. Exactly as I planned. Chad, darling… soon you’ll have no choice but to call me stepmom.

The universe, or maybe just my crazy, desperate heart, had just handed me the keys to my forbidden fantasy. The next few weeks were a blur of packing boxes and forced smiles. My parents were so excited about London, they barely noticed my quiet intensity. I was planning. Every single detail. How to act, what to say, how to make him see me, not as a kid, but as a woman. The woman from my dreams.

She didn't respond, knowing that her stepson's anger means more fuck, which she needed right now. Suraj chuckled. Ever since he knew this woman to be his stepmother, she's always been hungry for his cock. He loved that. Suraj removed his belt, then unzipped and dropped his pants. "Stepmama, you're making me get more angrier. Did you want to get fucked by me so hard?" "Son, you know I'm eighteen once it comes to your dick. Put it inside mama." Still standing, he put his hard cock on Onika's pussy. It was pretty dry, so he spit on his hand and got his cock and her pussy wet with his saliva.

“Your husband is home. He will be here in a few minutes. I have decorated the room, Rose. Go and seduce him. Give him yourself, submit to his authority and body. If he is burning fire then be the gasoline to his manly needs. Make him forget every other woman he had been with. Tonight, show him what his wife is capable of giving him and tomorrow you will see the change in him.” Rose blinked, the tears welled into her eyes as she begged. “Mother…” Stephanie shook her head and rested an affectionate hand on her daughter's face. “Just do as I say, trust me!” with that soft command, her mother walked out, leaving Rose all alone in a room decorated for seducing The Sinner!

Thanks to my stepsister, I was pregnant with the stranger's baby, but I finally decided to have them, and I have to say it was the wisest decision I ever made. I'm a designer, and I can happily raise my pups. I cherish what I have now. Her groom will undoubtedly be Jax; she has been fighting me for him since childhood. And to get him, she even conspired to make me lose my virginity. When I think about that night, I feel like there are a thousand needles in my heart. "I'm not coming to the Pack ever again." My answer was firm, and there was no persuasion after this. She scoffed, her voice cold, "I knew you would say this, but don't you want your mother's things?"

Maybe a little reminder on the love we once had and the bundle of joy on the way will make him change his mind. I kept thinking about it, planning on the perfect moment to make him feel better. A few nights later, after a dinner with Liam and I that had gone from awkward silence to necessary tension, I decided to take the leap. I donned my lightest satin nightie, letting it fall loosely over my body, and tied my hair into a casual bun. With half the house dimmed, I slowly walked toward him, who was seated on the large couch with a glass of scotch in hand, staring into the flames of the fireplace.

We’d always had such a strong bond. I opened my mouth to defend myself, but then I heard it. Her voice. Emily. The stepmother I never asked for, the one who had been chipping away at my relationship with my dad for years. "She's always been like this," Emily’s sickly sweet tone filled the background. "She doesn’t care about anyone but herself. You’re doing the right thing by cutting her off. She needs to grow up." Anger spread through me like a wave, replacing the chill from the rain with pure heat. That fucking bitch.