Sex With Stepdad Stories Novels & Stories

Lol. It all started when I was 19. It's just me and my stepmom living together in our new house we just had built out in the country. It was a normal household and we had the normal things around the house as in the sexual p**n stuff. Lol. My stepmom would always go in my room and try and find where I had my p**n and she would take them for herself and I thought it was pretty sexy. Just thinking about my stepmom watching my p**n and fingering herself turns me on. We both worked almost every day and hardly seen each other. Whenever we did get to see each other is wasn't long cause my stepmom sleeps a lot when she's off work. Usually, she would always be walking around the house with just a t-

CONTENT: Rough sex, bondage, stepdad, daughter. CHAPTER 1 I yawned, then picked up a large stick and began to stoke the campfire. The sun was beginning to set in the sky, casting strange shadows over the floor. My stepdad, my mother and I had only been camping once before and it was back when I was very small. I think it was around the time that my mom had first met my stepdad. I suppose she thought it would have been a nice family bonding session, and from what I remember it kind of was. I enjoyed hiking through the forests, swimming in the lakes, and singing songs around the campfire at night time.

"Please, Daddy! Shove your cock deep into your stepdaughter's tight pussy. Ruin me for other boys!" With a deep grunt, he thrust forward hard. I screamed as he stretched me wide open, filling me completely in one stroke. It hurt but felt so fucking good. "Oh god! You're so big... it hurts!" "Take it all, you naughty girl," he growled, starting to pound me. The desk shook with every powerful thrust. His balls slapped against my clit. "This cunt belongs to me now. Your mother can't know how much you love getting fucked by your stepdad."

His thumb pressed against the pulse point under my jaw, feeling the frantic skip of my heart. "I am keeping what I paid for," he growled. "I spent three years playing the 'nice' stepfather. I listened to your mother’s drunken stories. I sat through your school plays. I watched you bring home boys who weren't fit to wash your car. I did it all because I knew that one day, the debt would come due. And I am a man who always collects." He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. The sensation sent a traitorous jolt of electricity through my body. I hated myself for the way my breath hitched.

Then they carried me to the soft rug in the middle of the office and stripped me completely naked. Mr. Reynolds went first, slamming his thick cock into my pussy while Stepdad fed me his massive dick. They took turns fucking my holes, then switched — Stepdad destroying my cunt from behind while Mr. Reynolds used my mouth. But they wanted more. Stepdad laid down on the rug on his back, his huge cock standing straight up. I was made to straddle him and sink down, taking every inch of my stepdad’s cock into my pussy. I moaned loudly as he filled me.

He sat down heavily on the edge of my bed, legs spread wide, and yanked me closer by the wrist until I was standing between his knees, the laptop balanced on one thick thigh right in front of us. The heat coming off his body was insane. My pussy throbbed so bad I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. He scrolled again, voice turning into this deep, dirty rumble as he read out loud. “Stepdad caught his little slut stepdaughter touching herself to thoughts of him, then face-fucked her throat until she gagged and cried, finally flooding her womb with thick ropes of cum so she’d carry his baby.” He looked up at me, breathing hard. “This is what gets that tight little cunt wet, Sophia? Writing

I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked, loving the way he hissed and thrust into my fist. “Fuck, Melissa,” he groaned. I pulled him down on top of me. His mouth found my tits immediately, sucking hard on one nipple while his fingers pinched the other. I cried out, arching, spreading my legs wide for him. “Yes… Touch me… Own me.” I begged. His hand slid between my thighs and two thick fingers pushed straight into my dripping cunt. I moaned loud, bucking my hips. I couldn't imagine what I was doing with my step son. This was sacrilege.

The kinky stepmom was a voracious nympho and curious about her teenager's perception of her as she read her special boy's first story of their taboo deeds recorded in the journal. As she read the whole thing she realized it was a mix of real and fake events leading up to their first time together in the family kitchen. As the stepmother waited for her stepson to return home from school she made a mental note to pound her boy toy extra hard with her dick riding muff to make him sorry for being so stupid. She read her stepson's short-story in his journal with her finger over her pink slit to begin rubbing her matronly pink nub and the curious stepmom began to read while waiting for her stepson

I took my phone and opened it, and I went to G****e Chrome to watch porn videos but after a few seconds, I remembered that I had a sneaky telegram link for porn. I decided to go there and watch porn. I took off my headset for a second and heard Mom's scream in the house. They were still having sex. I thought they were going to stop or Mr Aiden goes home from embarrassment but the reverse is the case. I tried to close my eyes to fall asleep after I finished watching and got tired, concluding with the statement "There is nothing really in this life " A few minutes later, my eyes shut out of the world while my spirit transcends to another called my dream world. In that dream, I see my stepdad t

The truth tumbled out, stupid and raw, but I couldn't lie, not when stopping him would shatter me. I didn't care if I sounded desperate, whorish. This man, hot, commanding, every inch the forbidden fantasy knew exactly how to unravel a woman. He was my stepfather-in-law, and that only fueled the fire. "Aaah... daddy, don't stop!" I screamed as he positioned himself between my thighs, face inches from my slick heat. His breath ghosted over me, teasing, before his mouth descended, tongue delving in, eating me out with feral hunger. My back arched off the bed, fingers clawing the sheets, lost in the storm he unleashed.