Sleeping With My Stepmom Novels & Stories

I need him. I need my stepdad’s cock ruining me. First night, I sneak into their bedroom at 2 a.m. wearing nothing but a tiny silk camisole and panties. “Daddy… I had a nightmare,” I whisper, voice all sweet and innocent as I crawl into bed between them. Mom is fast asleep on the other side.

The woman spoke, seeming to me like she was his mum. “Yes, welcome home, my son.” My stepdad said, shocking me. Your son? How's this possible? Then his eyes drifted to me and suddenly widened in surprise. “Thank you, Mother, thank you, Father,” Peter spoke firmly, yet excitement was lurking around; he didn't take notice of his father's countenance. “This is my mate!” Peter plastered a smile on his face, making everyone fall into a state of shock. His mum furrowed her brow, her face confused, staring at me, and my stepdad narrowed his brows down, indicating his rising anger.

"You are my son. I want to sleep with my son. Who dares to have a problem?" "Hehe " Henric snuggled in Stacy's arms. In the evening, when Stephanie heard that Stacy was going to sleep with Stacy morning after dinner, she was unwilling and wanted to sleep with them. She held Stacy's leg and did not let go of it. She acted like a spoiled child and said, "Mommy, I don't care. I want you to sleep with me. You can't be partial. You can only sleep with my brother." Stacy bent over to pick up his daughter and said, "Okay, mommy will sleep with you today."

When I stepped into the house after school, Dad was in the living room again, still stiff, still tense. My stepmom came in minutes later, dropping her work bag with a tired sigh. I stood in the hallway, clutching my backpack. “Um… I have a big assignment,” I said quietly. “It’s due Monday. We have to work on it tonight. So I’ll be sleeping over at Kendra’s.” Dad looked up sharply— but didn’t say anything. Not yes. Not no. Just silence. My stepmom stepped in. “That’s fine,” she said gently. “Just text when you get there.”

After the terrifying attempt my stepfather tried to pull on me, and the bizarre encounter with alpha Aiden, it was hard to get any sleep at night. My mind kept replaying the scene, over and over again, like a broken DVD. I had already steeled my mind, preparing for my stepfather to violate me, but the moment Aiden burst into the living room, the relief that washed over me was indescribable. It was not the first time my stepfather had tried to violate my body, but since my mother was always around the house, he never got the opportunity. But that night, we were all alone, giving him that opportunity. If Aiden had not come that night, he would have taken his sweet time, ravishing me.

After slipping my cock out of her cunt I audibly popped out of her as thick globs of my white cum poured out of her puffed and filled chamber in a lewd sight only a freshly creamed mature cunt could make. I felt her arm let go of my head as my new stepmom's legs were still splayed open as I stood between them. We both were too stunned for words. It all happened so fast and was sparked by a single flash of forbidden passion. I was a desperately horny teenager and my stepmom... well... my new mom was a MILF and boy did I F her. We were not making eye contact because we were too busy confirming the creamy white looking mess beginning to leak out of my stepmom's hairy pussy had really happened.

I was excited when I woke up a moment later and realized I had slept while thinking…for five minutes already. But now my excitement made the sleep run out of my eyes and I remained sleepless for a couple more hours. For how long should I suffer myself for something I can always walk a few steps and get what I really want. I sighed, tossed my teddy bear away and got out of the bed. I told myself it wouldn't take long. That we'd be silent and dad and stepmom wouldn't find out. I breathed and walked out of the room, going down the hallway to my Stepbro's room.

FUCKING MY STEP--MOM My stepmother had always tried to tempt me. Whenever Dad wasn’t around, she’d walk around the house practically naked. I was twenty fucking years old—what the hell did she think she was doing? By “practically naked,” I mean she wore only a tiny lace bra and panties that barely covered anything. Even though she was pregnant, her swollen belly and fuller curves only made her look hotter. Every time she strolled into the living room, my cock would get rock hard. I used to run to my room and jerk off furiously, but today I decided I wasn’t running anymore. Dad was a pilot and wouldn’t be home all weekend.

Taking my arms under his, he lifted me from the bed and said, "Last time I'll shower you too." In his arms, he takes me to my bathroom and bathes me. We both showered and a few minutes later, he came out. He helped in change the bed cover then he dressed me up. All of this, I was surprised at myself. I think I have just started going crazy just by looking at my stepdad. In the bed, where I lay I muttered, "Don't come any closer Aiden. Let's pretend nothing happened this tonight, I feel so... this is my mom's love, my mother loves you."

, I chanted as I clung even harder to him, ready to accommodate the whole of him, my eyes closed and my lips only calling out his name. ** A knock sounded and I sprang up in bed. I had a wet dream about my step mom's son, Aldrich Timber again. My hand went between my legs and I felt the moistness. I had not only had another wet dream about him, there was a probability that I had moaned his name out loud and he had heard me. "You should come down for breakfast, Chel.", Aldrich called softly from outside the door, and then I listened with uneven breathings as his steps died away in the hall.