Sleeping With Stepsis Novels & Stories

They were looking at each other with so much love. The kind of love I’ve always dreamed of and wanted. I dropped the picture back and chuckled slightly when I saw the one of me and Nova. Our front teeth had fallen off but our smile was the brightest. I heard a sound, like something falling from Dad's room. Heading to the room, I saw the door was unlocked. Pushing it open, I entered inside and gasped. My body shook with shock at what was happening in front of me. My stepmother was naked and bent over and a man who wasn’t my father was fucking her.

Footsteps; familiar, deliberate, drawing closer. Raymond turned, his eyes narrowing as he gestured for her to be quiet. The footsteps paused outside the study door, and they held their breath. After one long, tense moment, the footsteps moved on down the hall, fading into silence. Ginny let out a shaking breath, her heart pounding. "Do you think she knows?" She whispered, and Raymond shook his head. "I don't know, but I wouldn't put anything past her." _________________________________________ The next morning, Ginny was on edge, every sound in the house setting her nerves aflame. She checked her phone constantly, waiting to hear from Dr. Hensley. Noon came, and then the message: "Joshua res

came rushing through my mind, and I found myself grinning foolishly inside - well, not at the part where Stephanie broke down about her mum, because that'd be a douche bag-ey kind of thing to do. I was referring to the part where... "Is this your game? Get innocent girls in your bed and then try wooing them with sweet talk in the morning?" She asked, putting an end to my weird thoughts. Though she sounded seemingly serious, I could sense the underlying smile which her upturned lips failed to hide. "That's not all. I also sniff their hair while they sleep, and cut some strands to add to my secret hair collection." I finished with an exaggerated maniacal laugh, to which she giggled hearti

That had just called it a night at dawn and it was only 9 in the morning. "Let’s sleep. Then we will go to the pack". Stephen frowned a bit at the loss of tight walls around his cock but smiled instantly as he saw Callum sleeping like a little baby. "Sleep my baby. Sleep". He kissed his lips before leaving the bed to get himself and Callum clean. ****** Tabby

It was just different. “I’m serious.” “How are you even going to do that?” I took one last drag, then snubbed out the cigarette, leaning over to place it on the nightstand. Then I stood up, pulled the covers off her, and gently spread her legs open on the bed. I watched the way her pussy flinched, still sensitive, reacting to the air as it touched her. I brought my thumb to her clit, rubbing slow, teasing circles — just enough to feel her respond, just enough to let her body open up to me again.

He kissed me slow, his fingers brushing through my hair, and I let myself melt into him. But later, when he was asleep with his arm wrapped around me, I couldn’t close my eyes. Something was off. I kept hearing sounds outside. Not loud enough to be real threats, but faint shuffles, like footsteps on dirt or branches snapping in the wind. Every time I sat up, the night was quiet again. Still, my stomach wouldn’t settle. By morning, I was pale enough that Joey commented on it during training. “You look like you saw a ghost.” “Couldn’t sleep,” I muttered, not telling her about the noises.

We reach the hotel in the nick of time, and I take the elevator up to our suite. The suite is still well arranged and tidy; room service has been doing a nice job. I step into the master's room and take off my shoes. The first thing I do is fall on the soft bed and sleep. After sleeping for a while, I stir on the bed and wake up. I don't know what the time is nor how long I slept. I take off my dress and panties; my panties stick to my wet pussy, and I struggle a few times before pulling them out successfully.

We forgot to put a condom on him, fortunately the sheets didn’t seem to get stained. I sprinkled kisses all over Ryder’s face and shoulders then reluctantly sat up. “Don’t sleep yet. Let me clean you up.” I stood up, going to grab a wet cloth. However, when I returned Ryder was already asleep, laying on his back with my pillow held tightly at his chest.

"How long are you going to stay mad? I'll take my medicine, okay? If it makes you feel better, tie me up so I don't sleepwalk." She acted like treating her sleepwalking was some kind of gift for me. I couldn't help but scoff. She fought me every time I urged her to take her medication. Yet she obeyed Julian's every word. I remembered the first time I met her parents. Julian was there too. I thought nothing of it, assuming they were just close friends. That night, Wendy sleepwalked and found herself standing on the bridge over a river. Julian and I reached out to her as we shouted her name frantically.