Step Daddy Erotica Novels & Stories

"It feels so good daddy, don't stop!" "You're not going to cum are you?" He asked spanking my ass. My pussy twitched. "No," I manage to croak out, "I won't daddy!" He spanked me again, "what did I tell you about lying to daddy?" "Ah, fuck," I cried, "I'm so sorry daddy, please don't be mad at your kitty-cat." He spread my legs further apart and stuck his finger into my pussy, while his other finger was in my ass. He thrusted simultaneously and I almost lost my mind.

'Daddy's ruining that tight cunt. Stepdad leaned down, capturing my mouth in a rough kiss, tongue invading as he hammered into me. 'Feel that, baby? Daddy's cock splitting you open. You're clenching so hard—such a greedy hole.' He pulled back, flipping me onto my stomach without withdrawing, then yanked my hips up for doggy style. His hand cracked against my ass, the sting blooming hot. 'Scream for me. Let the boys hear how good it feels.'

he whispered as he grabbed my hair softly and kept thrusting in and out of the pussy . "Oh fuck " " Fuck " I moaned with my eyes closed as he kept thrusting in and out of my pussy . All I could hear was his soft groans . The man tapped on my ass softly . "Call me daddy". He whispered as he kept hitting it just the sound of our skin hitting could be heard . "Daddy" "Daddy " I moaned holding on to the pillow . This was by far one of the best feelings I had ever had in a while . I moaned out till he turned me to sit on top of him .

He flipped her onto her stomach, yanking her hips up, her ass in the air, her p*ssy dripping around his c*ck as he drove into her from behind. “You like that, you filthy little artist?” he taunted, his hand coming down on her ass with a sharp crack. Sarah cried out, the sting only making her wetter, her body trembling as he pounded into her, his cock hitting that perfect spot with every thrust. “ Yes—God, yes—” she sobbed, her fingers clawing at the sheets, her orgasm building again, her body coiling tight. “I’m close—I’m close—” “Cum for me,” Damian demanded, his voice a guttural growl, his fingers digging into her hips hard enough to bruise.

He didn't disclose any information about him, but he didn't care now. “Yes,” he answered breathily, still stroking his shaft in front of her. Beads of his pre-cum decorated the head. “Let me pleasure you, senator. It's my job to make you feel good.'' A sexy grin found its way to her red lips. She stopped dancing and sashayed her way toward the couch he was sitting on. She started to unbutton his shirt and dipped her head to lick his nipples. “Fuck, woman! What are you doing to me?” Phoenix thought his whole body was electrified the moment her wet tongue touched his hardened nipples.

“Please, Daddy… destroy me.” He obliged, pounding into me with controlled strength, one hand fisting my hair to arch my back. “This is what you needed, isn’t it? Not that lying prick who couldn’t even breed you right.” His dirty words pushed me closer to the edge. Pain and pleasure blurred as he hit deep spots I didn’t know existed.

“Wrong name.” “D...daddy,” I whimpered. “Only you, Daddy. Please, don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck your little slut.” He chuckled, a dark, vibrating sound of pure triumph. He reached down, his fingers finding my clit and rubbing with a brutal, expert precision that sent hot sparks through my vision. “Good girl. I’m going to fill you so full of my seed that when you’re standing at that altar saying ‘I do,’ you’ll still feel me dripping down your thighs. You’re going to be thinking about how my cock felt while you’re looking into his eyes.”

I hated that it wasn't me he was thrusting into so desperately. And I hated that hearing him groan again after so long made me painfully hard. It wasn't supposed to make sense, it was actually disgusting, getting hard for my stepfather. But I couldn't help it. I wanted him. Desperately. So much that it was starting to hurt. My hand unconsciously slipped into my loose pants, my eyes closed and my focus on his voice, his grunts, his moans. That night came into view and I could literally feel him behind me, his hands roaming around my body as I stroked my cock gently.

"Accept it. Tell me who you belong to when the world burns." "I belong to you," I sobbed, my voice breaking as I looked up into his obsidian eyes. "There's no one else. I'm your debt, Daddy... I'm your girl." Julian let out a raw, primal sound of absolute triumph. He didn't let me kneel for long. He hooked his hands under my arms, lifting my weight effortlessly, and threw me back onto the mattress. He climbed over me, his heavy, muscular frame pinning me down as the storm outside screamed. He tore the remaining buttons off my dress, exposing my skin to the heated cabin air, and drove himself into me with a savage, unrelenting force that made the room vanish.

I spat into my palm, using the moisture to rub the sensitive nub in fast, frantic circles. I was masturbating to my stepfather masturbating. The taboo of it made my vision blur. I started breathing heavily, my chest heaving in sync with his. I closed my eyes, the tension building in my lower belly, a second peak climbing toward the summit. My fingers moved faster into my pussy as I massaged my breast with soo much force. the friction becoming almost unbearable. Just as I felt the orgasm begin to crest, a voice shattered the silence. "Amaya... fuckkkkkk!"