Sexy Stepmoms Novels & Stories

Mom watched from the side, fingers buried in her own pussy, moaning softly. “Such a good girl,” she whispered. “Taking your stepbrother and stepfather so beautifully.” The sensations were too much. Cain’s thick cock reaming my ass, rubbing against the thin wall separating him from my stepfather’s cock in my throat. My clit throbbed untouched. I came hard, screaming around the cock in my mouth, my holes clenching and spasming. They didn’t stop.

"The risk? The lie?" "Yes," she moaned, her head lolling back. "Ah... yes! Harder, Damien!" "You're a little brat," he growled, increasing the pace. "A little, spoiled brat who wants her mother's boss to ruin her." "Ruin me then," she challenged, her voice a desperate whisper. "Just... oh! Right there!" Damien found the spot, hitting her G-spot with every deep, punishing thrust. Rhema’s vision began to blur, the pleasure building into a towering wave that threatened to drown her. She could hear her mother’s footsteps returning, the soft thud of heels on the carpet.

"Your work is impressive. You have a knack for strategic thinking and creative problem-solving. That's exactly what this project needs.” “Thank you.” I replied. He rose from his seat he walked towards me and leaned on the desk. “I'm glad you're here Maya.” He said smiling at me “No, stop.” I knew what he was trying to do and I won't let him. “Look, we would keep this strictly professional.” “I didn't do anything.” He argued. “We can't work, Daniel you're with my mom, it's forbidden territory, what happened that night was a mistake.” “Things are better when forbidden.” His voice went low and was filled with lust.

But when they stepped inside, something was wrong. The house was dark. The air was thick with the sharp scent of alcohol. The floor was slick beneath their feet. And on the large screen, a video played on loop—Linda shoving Eve down the stairs, Sammy raising the vase high before bringing it down on her own daughter's arm. Sammy froze. She turned, ready to run, but the door had already been locked behind her. She dropped to her knees, begging for forgiveness. Roy just looked at her expressionlessly. "You want to be with me that badly?"

I growled, my words a depraved promise of devotion. Each brutal snap of his hips drove his dick deep into me, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing off the rooftop. The door rattled violently behind me with every thrust. Wind tore at my hair, at the dress bunched around my waist, the fabric damp where it clung to my sweat slick skin. "So fucking sexy. My perfect whore bride. Scream yourself hoarse for daddy's horny dick fucking that tight pussy," he ranted back, panting heavily, smug smile on his face.

The tension in the room shifted, air growing thick with something electric. "What the fuck" Raphael began to rub himself on Xavier. "Why are you acting like a whore?" he snapped, voice colder than steel. "Yeah, brother," Raphael panted, eyes glassy and cruel, mouth sinful. "Your little whore now. So shut the fuck up and do something." Then with a pause—"It’s-Ach-ing." The words snapped something deep inside Xavier. "You’re filthy." But his hands already gripped Raphael’s hips. Raphael moaned, rolling his hips harder, dragging his ass over the bulge under Xavier’s pants, soaking through the fabric like a sinner begging for more sin. Their breaths came hot, ragged, chaotic.

I brushed her shoulder gently, and began to make my way up the stairs. Just when I reached the last stair leading up to our room, a sharp sound pierced through the air, stopping me right in my tracks. A woman's soft moans echoed through the hallway, freezing me in place. “Mmhhh… Fuck me hard, daddy.” Then Thomas’s voice echoed… a deep, low groan. “Say my name, naughty girl.” The woman moaned his name right back, her voice dripping with pleasure. I sure as hell recognized that voice, but I brushed it off. Maybe it was just my mind playing games with me.

“Jake, the three stepmoms are yours to enjoy fully.” Mia and Sophia_Ryan and Tyler_ stepmom entered wearing nothing but heels and seductive smiles, their bodies toned and eager. The three women with heavy, mature curves, gathered around Jake on the large cushioned platform. Jake pulled Elena to him first, kissing her deeply, his tongues tangling just like in the face round. His hands were immediately filled with her heavy tits, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh he had worshipped blindfolded. He pushed her down onto her back, spreading her legs wide. Elena’s pussy was still slick from the earlier rounds.

Lucas was still buried deep inside me, my skirt bunched around my waist, panties around my ankles. For a second, nobody moved. Then Selena smirked, slowly closing the door behind her. “Don’t stop on my account,” she said, leaning against the wall, watching us with hungry eyes. “I want to see how hard you can make her cum.” Lucas didn’t need to be told twice. He started fucking me again, even harder than before, clearly turned on by having an audience. I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore. Knowing Selena was watching me get railed made everything ten times more intense.

Dale I couldn't get enough of her. I couldn't stop touching her. I've never felt this alive before. I've never wanted this much sex before. I was feeling like a teenager having sex for the first time. She was so tempting, and her sexy moans were making me so damn hard. And for the second time that night, I couldn't finish making our coffee. I was fingering her and tasting her neck at the same time, she was letting out her sexy low moans. Maybe it was the months without sex, but I was nowhere near satisfied with her.