Step Sister Forced Novels & Stories

said Stella. “But he doesn’t need to know that,” said Amy. “But he would know.” “No, he won’t. For he will be drunk by the time he gets in here. Mother will make sure of that.” “You won’t get away with it.” “Oh, why is that?” asked Stella’s stepmother. “I will tell on you,” answered Stella. “If you do, I will make sure that you won’t live to see another day.” Stella’s face paled. Her stepmother tilted her head upward. She smirked and said, “Humph! I’m giving you a lifetime opportunity here, so sleep with the old man. Give him your body. Have sex with him. Give him pleasure. Do it for your stepsister.”

before forcefully pushing her in the direction of the stairs. As he pushed her up the stairs, Stephanie repeatedly screamed, "Help! Someone, please help me!" Her mouth was wide open as she continued yelling, "I'm going to make you pay for this, Logan! My mom will find out about this and call the police on you!" Logan ignored her threats and continued forcing her up the stairs while she thrashed against him. Just as they reached the top of the stairs, he released her arm and effortlessly lifted her up as if she weighed nothing and draped her over his shoulder to prevent her from slowing him down as she fought against his grasp.

on top of me his thrusts are savage it's painful at this point as I claw at him to stop he doesn't then I feel him coming inside me he stays there until he's sure I have milked him dry. I just lay there out of breath shocked that my sweet seventeen year old step brother just attacked me in the back of his truck.

“Can you stop hissing and tell what's going on with you?” Maria said “okay this story is about my friend” I lied, I couldn't bring myself to tell her that it was me. She already disliked Cassian and telling her about it might spark mixed reactions from her. “I thought I was your only friend” “Don't get jealous yet, she a distant cousin” “So what about her?” “She had this step brother who just confessed his feelings for her but she's scared that it might be another cell for her, because of the trauma she had to endure in her past”

he said, gesturing between them. Olivia felt her face turn hot again, and she shook her head. “We can’t, Chad,” she said, her voice breaking. “We’re step-siblings, it’s wrong.” Chad gave her a cold smile. “Not yet, my dad hasn’t tied the knot,” he pointed out. “We have to kill whatever this is,” she whispered, trying to pull herself together. “My mother will be happy with your father, and that’s final.” “How are you so sure about it?" Chad asked, he was grasping at straws and he knew that.

“Then stop teasing and make me come already.” He dropped to his knees right there on the gym floor, yanking my shorts down. His mouth was on me in seconds. I threaded my fingers through his dark hair, trying not to cry out as he took me deep, throat working around me. The sight of my serious, bad-boy stepbrother on his knees for me was almost enough to finish me off. “Fuck, Liam… I’m close…”

“Kai honey. Tell me this is not what it looks like. Tell me he forced you. Tell me anything but this.” The words hit me harder than any punch ever could. I sat up clutching the sheet to my waist. My face burned. My chest felt like it was caving in. But I forced myself to look her in the eye. “He did not force me Mom. I wanted this. I want him.” Richard laughed but there was no humor in it. It was sharp and ugly. “You want him. Your own stepbrother. After everything we have done for you. After I opened my home to you. After your mother finally found some happiness. This is how you repay us?”

“Because we’re going to help you. Make sure you don’t embarrass yourself. Make sure you behave exactly the way you should.” “We’re going to be watching you very closely,” Dante added. His hand landed on my shoulder and squeezed. “Every moment. Every action. Making sure our step-sister is perfect.” The way they said it, the way they touched me, it was different from their usual cruelty. This felt darker. More intense. Like they weren’t just trying to break me anymore but to own me. Control me. Mold me into something that belonged to them. “Please,” I said, but I didn’t even know what I was asking for.

Then, finally, the heavy sound of her footsteps moved away, fading down the long hallway. The very moment her footsteps disappeared, Stephen completely lost all of his remaining control. He pulled his large hand away from my mouth and began to fuck my body hard and fast, moving like a wild animal. The massive bed creaked loudly now, the wood groaning under his power. He gripped my hips with a bruising force, pounding himself into my body again and again without a single shred of mercy. “Fuck, that was entirely too close,” he groaned loudly, his face buried in my neck. “You came so incredibly hard for me while my sister was standing right outside the door. You are such a dirty, needy girl for

She smiled, thinking it was Freya,she probably decided to show up and make her smile. She padded to the front door and swung it open,only to freeze in shock. Standing there, looking equally surprised, was Ethan Davis. Her brain short-circuited for a second. “What the hell are you doing here?” she blurted. Ethan crossed his arms. “I could ask you the same thing.” Ava narrowed her eyes. “Uh, this is my house.” Ethan scoffed. “Yeah? Well, my dad sent me to grab some of your mother's stuff.” His lips curled into a smirk. “Your stepfather sent me.” Ava’s stomach dropped. Stepfather. Her grip on the door tightened. Oh, hell no.