Step Daddy Applications Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry—fuck, I’m sorry, Daddy!” “No, you’re not.” His palm rubbed slow circles over the burning skin, soothing the sting even as it spread the heat deeper. “You’re dripping all over my lap, Kaylee. Your tight little pussy is soaking my pants because getting spanked by your stepdad turns you on.” His fingers slid lower, tracing the curve where my ass met my thigh, then dipped between my legs. Two thick fingertips brushed my swollen, slick folds and I moaned loudly, pushing back against his hand like a desperate whore.

I smiled despite myself. “I need to stop at Yoda,” Mom suddenly announced. “What for?” “I need to buy pasta.” “We have three packs at home.” Dad said. “I know.” “So… why are we buying more?” “Because I want to.” Dad sighed dramatically. “Amanda, we’ve barely picked Sierra up.” “It’ll only take five minutes.” He shot me a helpless glance in the rearview mirror. “See what I live with?” I laughed. “Just drive, Tony.” With the long-suffering patience of a man who had clearly lost this argument many times before, Dad flicked on the indicator and took the next turn toward Yoda Mart.

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.

I ask trying to defend my mother seeing as I could see the hurt in her eyes. "Amber I'm sorry, but I have to!" He says, beginning to lose his temper. Why does he have to? Does he really love her so much that he just has to jump ship? Was he cheating on my mom the entire time they were dating too? "Jack, Andrea's gonna be your step-sister. Don't fucking cheat on me." I say, disregarding Dave and focusing my attention on Jack. "And who said anything about me moving into that house? We're getting a place together babe." Jack calls out as he wraps me in his arms.

Greer’s POV I stood in shock as I stared at my stepfather's eight-inch cock, unable to look away as my eyes traced the lines of the veins on it. This was wrong, I told myself. I already had a crush on his son, Wells, who was my stepbrother. How could I compound it by also being attracted to his father?

"Mommy, does daddy not want us any more?" Stacy held her phone tightly, looked at Harry, and answered her, "No." She comforted her daughter. "Really?" Stephanie's voice was filled with joy and excitement. "Mommy, I'm so happy. I'm not a child without a father. I have a father now. Mommy, I'm really happy. No one will say that I and my brother have no father anymore  Stephanie, who are you calling   No, let me see."

“When I found out I was pregnant with Derrick, you went to your fathers. When I wanted to get an abortion, you wanted to ask your fathers. Stephan, I swear you are the only grown man I know that still cares what your fathers think. By the way, it's weird that you have more than one, but whatever. Now, please tell me the truth. What in the hell does your father have to do with it, Stephan?” “Don’t play stupid little girl, you know very well what my fathers have to do with this. All of them have a say in what all my companies do, and none of my business are state funded. So just do your work and be happy you work for someone that allows you to work from home.” “So that’s it, I’m just

Look at that massive cock, all for me, my stepdad’s dick ready to breed his own stepdaughter, and calling him daddy is going to drive him wild, I can already see it in his feral stare. “Fuck, hearing you call me daddy while you suck like that… it’s too much, Sophie, gonna ruin this pussy now,” he rasped, stroking his cock a few times before positioning himself between my legs, the head nudging against my soaked entrance. “Spread wide for me, eyes on mine the whole time while I slide in and breed you properly.” “Yes, Daddy, breed me, fill me up,” I breathed, hooking my legs around his hips and pulling him forward, the stretch as he pushed inside inch by inch making me gasp and cling to his sh

"Busy doing what? Why haven't I seen you around? Mom mentioned something about a wedding, but I didn't think it was this." My stomach dropped. Mom had told him? They were still in touch? I had assumed they were out of my life now that Rufus was in the picture. "We... we're all good. It's just been a lot." "Just a lot?" Jake pressed. "You look like you're in love. Or terrified. Which one is it?" I didn't know what to say. How could I explain to him that I was in love with my stepfather? How could I explain that I was addicted to the way he looked at me? The way he controlled me?

He turns to her and signs somewhere with his head, and begins to walk towards that direction. Candace walks with her daddy impatiently, she can't wait for him to take her again. Also this time she has no intent to let him leave before morning. A baby girl should stay with her daddy, shouldn't she?