Step Mom Stories Novels & Stories

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.

Dad said, pride in his voice. “I already told her about his company, Dad,” my brother added, rolling his eyes. "The police would be here soon to ask for your statement so I think we should give her time to rest a bit" my grandma said. “Okay… I’ve been snubbed countless times by Terisa and Adrian,” my stepmom sobbed from across the room, clutching her hands to her chest. “All I wanted was to show care… love.” Vivian stepped closer, voice trembling. “I understand, Mom. Maybe… they don’t see us

She laughed, turned around, and licked my lip to soothe the sting. Dinner was exceptional, and our family conversation was good. Steph spent a great deal of time talking to my mother and Cassidy. Camden came up to me, took my hand, and led me to the floor to build blocks with him. All of a sudden, I heard my mom ask Steph how we met. Panic washed over me as I feared Steph would tell her she was that teen back then. I quickly walk to them to do the talking but my mom shut me up and she explained she was the same teen that we dated six years ago. MY mom became silent for a while, I held her hand and was going to speak but to my surprise my mom stood up and open her eyes wide to come. She embra

Jerome answered and Stacy placed her hands on the table and placed her head on top of it. "They can be pretty annoying sometimes, haa." Stacy retorted. "Very." Jerome giggled and cut a slice of meat and chewed it. "Um, can we discuss something?" Stacy asked. "Sure, what's that?" Jerome answered, taking a sip of juice. "It's about my Dad and my stepmom," Stacy answered, her facial expressions turning sad. "You mean your witch of a stepmom? If she had made that mistake of slapping you, I promise you. She will spend the night in a cell, no matter how rich she is." Jerome ranted.

Stepmom said, a glint of triumph in her eyes as she made her way to the foot of the stairs. In a breath, she told her father all that had happened. “Can't you see what I keep telling you?” She yelled. “Lunaria is nothing but a troublemaker.” She added with a huff. “From your tale, I see nothing that would warrant that reaction from Henry,” Father said, walking towards us. “You're a man, instead of yelling and yelping around like a lady, you should have opted for a dialogue.” He said, placing his hand on Henry’s shoulder before he proceeded to give it apart.

“Darling, are you crazy?!” “No… I am not, just hear me first, seriously!” I pleaded for him to hear me first. “She got probation after killing her stepfather, who was trying to r*pe her.” He is finally interested in hearing more of Poppy's story. “Her stepfather married her mother not long after we were separated at high school. She was happy for her mother, of course, but not long after, he begin to harass her…”

I tried to convince her that it was okay if she was finding it arduous but she insisted on letting me know. When she was sure that she was under her control, she wiped her years and sniffed a few times and started, "When I reached home, my stepmom told me to take my car but something seemed off about her. She wasn't in her usual state. She is a very lively and a very cheerful person but today, she just wasn't herself... after my mom left, I was devastated but when dad remarried his childhood sweetheart, Daphne, my life changed - for the better. My stepmom, she fixed me. She gave me all the motherly love I thought I lost it forever. You see, I owe her a lot. She is close to both me and my bro

Bradley clenched his teeth and warned sternly, "How dare you say that?" "I dare! I absolutely dare!" Felix's face twisted into a pitiful expression as if he could burst into tears any moment. "Once you marry her, you'll have your own kids. And if my stepmother bullies me, you'll probably say it's my fault!" Chuckling with a hint of frustration, Bradley asked,, "What kind of nonsense have you been reading?" "My friend told me his Daddy did the same thing! And the storybooks say that when you get a stepmom, you'll get a stepdad too!"

Mr Kim couldn't hide his curiosity as well. “She is my dad's first love, but my mother drugged him and had me,” he smiled and did a little dramatic twirl, “but when my Stepmom tried to confront her, she burnt her with hot oil and that's why she has to color her face like that. My step mom used to be a children's doctor, but she had to give it up since her face scared the children. But I don't have to go to the hospital when I'm sick, thanks to that,” he finished his gossip just in time for the couple to return with tear stained red faces.

Three weeks later,life didn't explode which honestly felt suspicious because after Mom's letter, everything continued normally,work,groceries,snowstorms with sofia learning that "no" was apparently a personal challenge rather than a boundary it was a normal life,the kind I had once thought we would never get.