Step Daddy Erotica Novels & Stories

His stepfather had mentioned more than once her mother imposed some ridiculous standards for her daughter. She peered at him. His eyes were two sparkly black cannons, targeting her and ready to shoot. She licked her lip, but couldn’t tear her gaze away from his. Silver specks shone around his irises, and the contour of his handsome face tensed up. “Suck my cock.” When he heard himself, his bloodstream boiled. Suck my cock. While she worked her magic hands on him, he’d tried hard to resist her. He’d cursed his erection, willed it away, but his stupid dick never budged.

Instead I was standing outside her bedroom door like a fucking predator, my hand wrapped around my thick, leaking cock, stroking myself slowly as I watched her through the cracked door. Ava. My wife’s daughter. My forbidden little obsession. She was naked on the bed, legs spread obscenely wide, three fingers buried deep in her tight, dripping pussy while she moaned my name — *Stepdaddy*. My cock throbbed painfully in my fist. It was thick, heavily veined, the fat head flushed dark red and leaking precum down the shaft. I stroked myself in time with her fingers, imagining how tight she would feel wrapped around me.

I was sprawled across my bed, legs parted, one hand sliding slowly between my thighs while the other pressed my pillow against my mouth to muffle the soft sounds I couldn’t quite hold back. It had started innocently enough—an innocent search that led me down a rabbit hole of forbidden fantasies. Stepdad p**n. Taboo. Wrong. The kind of thing I told myself I’d never actually want in real life. But tonight, the ache between my legs had grown too insistent to ignore. And the worst part? The face I kept picturing wasn’t some anonymous actor. It was him. Marcus. My stepfather.

Stephen POV “Do you like it, baby?” I asked removing Oliva's nipples from her bra. “No, Please Steph, don't do that,” She asked, trying to hide her breasts with her palm. “Why baby, Just because your handicapped father sees us having our moment, I love fucking you on the dining table,” I said bitting her nipple. “Please Steph, Why are you doing this,” She asked sobbing. “You must ask your father why fucking I am doing this” I yelled, pinning her hand above her head.

The wet sound of his fingers moving in my soaked pussy filled the car, I came hard on his hand, shaking, biting his shoulder to stay quiet. Then he pulled his thick, veiny cock out. The head was filled with precum. He rubbed the head against my entrance. “Last chance,” he warned. “Fuck me, Daddy,” I begged. He entered into me in one deep stroke. I cried out, the burning was so perfect. He fucked me hard in the back seat, the car rocking, his hand over my mouth to muffle my loud moans. “You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned. “Such a naughty little slut for your stepdaddy.”

“Daddy...?” Her stepfather, Matt, didn’t understand what was going on. He turned towards his daughter, his eyes widening in shock, as his little girl laid her head flat against the firm mattress of her bed, and lifted her ass and pussy up in the air, giving her Daddy complete access to her soaking wet pussy.

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

After several long, torturous minutes of worshipping my breasts, Fred pulled back, his eyes dark with need. He spun me around forcefully and bent me over the edge of his heavy wooden desk. "Now this is what Daddies do to a bad bitch." The cool surface pressed against my bare tits as he shoved my dress up over my wide, curvy hips, completely exposing my thick ass and the tiny soaked red thong that barely covered anything. “Spread your legs for daddy?" he ordered softly but firmly, his hand stroking the curve of my ass. I obeyed instantly, parting my thick thighs wider and arching my back to push my ass toward him.

A part of me wants to immediately obey him but i can't move any parts of my body. "I'll help you princess". He says against the shell of my ear, then his finger begin to move up my thighs and when i feel two of them circling the soft spot in my clit through my panties, i let out a low gasps, before i could stop myself my hip are grinding, rocking against his fingers. This feels like sin itself, but i can't stop myself. It so pleasurable, so satisfying that i don't want to stopped. " He's your step father, Aria, you're making out with your step father right when your Mom is upstairs in her room". i let out a low gasps.

With my father gone for golf with his buddies, I had at least an hour, and I didn't want to waste it, so sitting in his chair, which still smelled of him, I went into his computer files to search for the videos that brought heaven to my eyes, and bingo, he was just in the middle of editing one. “Oh yes.” I said and then stood up and pulled my shorts down. I didn't have any panties on, so we were good. Quickly I pulled my top up so my little tits were free, then I parted my legs and played the video, and what a bonus! The video was about a stepdaddy and stepdaughter, just my fantasy and what I've been craving lately. “Ah yes, Daddy." The girl in the video cried out as the man slammed his cock