Step Mom Stories Novels & Stories

Her wide, old, cracky mouth opened and made a mighty ‘O’ form. ‘So, why’s she amazed?’ I wondered as I walked into my room and left her in her whatever thoughts. ‘Vrooom!’ the door danged open. It was the witch-tormenter!…my stepmom. “What’s going on between you two? I don’t understand” “Stepmom…you don’t have to understand anything. Evan and I are deeply-in-love. Evan is my boy-friend and nothing ugly can come between us!” I boldly and happily expanciated.

Disgusted at how she cooed over Geoff’s story. “How’d you learn all this?” Someone behind Geoffrey asked. Others nodded they wanted to know how he got all this information, because adults didn’t tell them things like this. “I got ears you know. No one ever suspects you’re listening when they think you’re asleep. They say things. Now dad’s even more set on his divorce from my ex-stepmom. She’s a monster hiding in a human body. If anyone ever asked me who I hate. She’d be the only one on the list. She’s a mean person. Now she moved into my dad’s home so he had to move out so the divorce could happen. So, I told him he could stay with us if he was nice to my mom and got back together with her.

I can only hope she watches over him when I die at the end of my very long life. We always spend the blue moon at the pack house, together. “We are stronger together,” mom always tells me. I used to hate hearing mom and Aunt Lottie’s stories. About how they grew up, met their mates, the challenges they faced. But since I got back from training camp, I can’t get enough of them. It’s an honor to be related to them.

She was happy with the shopping and she had reached home. “Hello mom, how are you? I’m sorry I just got home because I helped a woman on the way. I should have gone home.” Her stepmother is sick, so she takes care of her. She is already sitting in a wheelchair. She remembered the good her stepmother had done. Her stepmother got that disease because of overwork in a wealthy family where she was sometimes tortured. She found out all the stories her stepmother told her about what her bosses did, especially her male boss.

“Annnnn, yesssss, make me cum, son.” She sucked my sleeping dad’s cock while I fucked her from behind. My stepmom was such a slut. My Dad was also big too. I felt like sucking his cock. She pulled off my cock, and lowered her ass on Dad’s cock, I inserted my cock back in her pussy and began fucking her. “You’re beautiful, Mom.” I licked her neck. “I want you to be… mine.” “I have been wanting to try threesome…fuck son, this feels sooo goooddd.”

Ethan hisses, his face inches from the terrified man's. "I want the person who put Thallium in my stepmother's cup. I watched my mother wither away because of accidents like this. I watched her heart fail while the doctors called it natural causes." "You've been crying, Simon. Is it out of grief for my stepmother... or is it because you know exactly which spice rack holds the Thallium?" "I—I would never, Mr. Ethan!" the chef stammers, his face turning a ghostly shade of grey. "I loved the mistress!"

Tyler POV When my dad told me that he was marrying, I thought he would marry a woman his age or something but it was a shocker to me to see a pretty girl in her twenties as his wife, with golden-blonde long hair, and blue eyes, slim curvy body, so gorgeous "Wait, am I checking my stepmom out?" I groaned as I entered my room, not to lie to myself, why I was checking her out was because she's my type, just like I want them, curvy slim, gorgeous, good, and perfect "Fuck, how on Earth did I have the same type with my dad?" I muttered in a frustrated tone.

"Stepmother? What stepmother?" "She's the woman who came with you to the parent-child competition last time! Everyone knows she's not your mom. She's your dad's girlfriend!" "Your real mom doesn't want you, and your stepmom's nothing but a mistress! How pathetic!" "Yeah! Terence, you'll be a mistress' kid soon! Hahaha, that's so lame!" In a child's world, money and family background counted for nothing. They operated under their own code. Those who didn't conform and stood apart were destined to be picked on.

The usual problem for kids of divorced parents is their mom or dad's new partner, right? The evil step-mom, that mean old lady who stole your dad from your mom and broke up your family. That's what I heard a lot of the other kids complaining about. They'd say things like, “My dad's new girlfriend is such a bitch!” or “I wish he never met her!”

her mom asked, "I don't know because I'm always busy with my job, but I promise you, I will bring them during the long vacation, but don't complain about them, because they are very stubborn now, and they can talk unnecessarily" Betty explained, "all kids are like that, just bring them," her mom said, and she laughed, "how Is my stepdad?" Betty asked, "he's here with me," her mom said, "let me talk to him," Betty said,