Step Father Manga Novels & Stories

He kissed me again deeper, his breath ragged, and I matched it by tugging his hair, urging him on. Then the realization hit me sharply like a slap: This was my stepfather. I froze. My hands dropped and my throat got locked. “Stop struggling,” he murmured, his voice thick, his lips brushing my ear. “Just give in, Miguel. I know how badly you want this” “Get the fuck away,” I snapped, shoving him hard, my voice shaking. He hesitated and pulled back slowly, his pants tight with want, his jaw ticking tight. He stood by the side of the bed, lingering a second, then soon turned and walked out. The door clicked shut, fucking loud in the silence.

It was exquisite, it reminded me of her eyes. I was lost in my own thoughts when suddenly I noticed this familiar-looking guy who just walked into the café. He was looking for an empty seat, and then he saw me, and he stopped his tracks. Our eyes met and we had that look on our faces, the ‘I know you’ look. "You're Kara's friend, right? I think we've met before," I said to him. His name was… uh, it starts with a C. "And you're the stepbrother," he replied curtly.

Then I felt it. A delicious, wet, hot sensation between my thighs. My stepfather was between my legs, eating my pussy like a starving man.

Pathetic, right? He was pulling his black sweatpants back on, the ones that hung low on his hips, showing the sharp V-line and the edge of that tattoo that hid below his waistband. Twenty-two years old, three years older than me, and built like he spent half his life in the gym or behind the wheel of those illegal street cars he raced. He was my step brother… and my dirty little secret. “Fuck, that was close,” Liam muttered, running a hand through his messy dark hair. His gray eyes flicked toward the door like he expected his dad to bust in any second. “William was still up when I snuck out. Had to wait forever.”

Stefan was feeling frustrated immediately when picturing her going to bed with his number one enemy! He threw the coffee cup in his hand to the far corner. It hit the floor and smashed, broke into pieces! Wirata jumped, stood up and gasped. Summer also jumped, too. He barked but not for long then he went back to his delicious treat. "Your stepfather will probably sell you to everybody he owed money to, huh?!!" The angry voice snapped at her. Wirata was opening her mouth, going to say something. But he raised his hand up to halt her.

I eat a little. Then he immediately tells me to sleep as it is already night. “You need to sleep.” “My parents are alive-" I start saying but he again cuts me off. “We will talk about it in morning. Now sleep.” He says putting his arm on my waist and around my stomach while I lay my head on his chest. My eyelids start getting heavy. ................................... Her parents are alive!!!! Why Stephano kidnapped them? What is their relation with mafia? How was chapter? Thanks.

****** Sam's stepfather continues using her body. There's no real plot here, just fucking. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy.

She stomped across the room and dropped into the chair directly across from him, spreading her legs slightly in a challenge. Luciano leaned back, studying her like a puzzle he wasn’t sure he wanted to solve. "I won’t waste time," he said. "Our father is dead. The Bellini and Moretti empires are vulnerable. Enemies are circling like vultures." Aria’s hands curled into fists in her lap. Their father — Salvatore Bellini — had raised them both after marrying Aria’s mother. He hadn’t been perfect, but he’d been the only real parent Aria had known.

A knock on the door makes me sit up in the bed, I'm ready for the night, hair washed and body eager, pussy already swollen and clit ready. My cunt is already slick and when the door opens, I find my stepfather there instead of my Uncle, oh no…he shouldn't see my like this but I don't cover up. My thick tighs are spread open and knees folded, my hands are behind my back and breasts jutted out, inviting the man to take of a forbidden drink. “Hmm, I was right” My stepfather mutters and the way his eyes roam my body sends goosebumps down my spine…what was he right about?

He had painted my breasts with his cum. Recognition hit both of us at once. He froze for a split second. His jaw tightened but his gaze darkened with raw hunger and shock. I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry. Heat flooded my face and spread down my neck. Flashes flooded my mind. His mouth on my clit. The brutal stretch of his thick cock. The way I had begged and screamed around him while gagging on his shaft. He had filled every part of me. This man was my stepfather. The knife trembled slightly in my hand as the crowd waited. My pussy clenched at the forbidden memory.