Step Sister Forced Novels & Stories

Stephanie squealed when her stepfather suddenly climbed atop her, pinning her thighs together while driving his cock inside her pussy like a possessed man. Brody immediately covered her mouth with his hand. He needed to come. He HAD TO CUM. He would apologise later, and he would buy her all the fucking clothes in the world if that would make her happy, but now, he was going to fuck her cunt like he meant to. Hard, fast until her cunt was twitching with his cum. Stephanie's eyes widened as her stepdaddy fucked her hard. He drilled his cock inside her, slapping his balls against her thighs while his hand muffled the screams of pleasure that tore through her body.

I don’t like her , I have never loved her and I am not going to start loving her now and you also do not tell me what to do and how I treat my girl , I treat my girl the way I like and that has gotten nothing to do with you , she’s mine and I would hit if I want to . You are going to feel sorry for yourself brother if you fall for her , because Nadia is yours and not mine . Stephan moved backwards a bit, hiding the smile on his lips as he moved away . “If you keep on hitting ber , you are going to regret it” he told me and shut the four begging Mr x All that I could hear was his heavily footsteps moving away and all he let out was a deep breath . I didn’t want to think about all that he had

he yelled. “What do you want me to do? Do you want me to look like Rose and be a stripper so you would notice me? Okay, touch me and do anything you want with me!” Stephanie lamented while trying to force herself on him but he shoved her to the floor. “Stop everything and leave because I don't like you!” he said shoving her out of his room like some piece of trash. “Don't think this is done and over, Ray, you are mine and I would do everything it takes for you to love me back!” she yelled as the door was plowed shut in her face.

I get back in his face. "No Zander I'm not. I'm sorry you don't want to grow up and treat women with any respect but I'm fine with that. Allie is my girlfriend and Kat is going to be my step sister. I'm not ashamed so if you think you can hide the news your wrong. I won't make her feel unwelcome here." Zane stormed out of my room and slammed the door. I'm sure he was going to tell Dad all about it. I mean yeah Kat looked hot last night. Not at all how she normally dresses at school and man Portia was mad as hell that she has new competition. Maybe with a little help I could change Kat into someone I didn't have to be embarrassed of.

'I am the Aiden Knight, a millionaire at 25, among the top ten most eligible bachelors of the year according to Forbes. I can get anything and anyone I want, Except one, that's my step sister. I cannot have the one thing I crave desperately' my stepsister. Our story started in Texas. I went on a business trip to look at one of my restaurants in texas. That's when I saw her, Aria William, my memorable one nightstand. And I didn't know that she is my step-sister.

And now… “Do it,” the King commanded. “Let the world see.” Two elite soldiers stepped forward. They stripped Xavier’s upper body with ritualistic force. Tied his wrists high against the pillar. His muscles flexed under old scars—scars of war, of honor. But this? This was spectacle. The first lash cracked through the air. Xavier’s body jerked. But he didn’t scream. CRACK. Skin split. Blood welled. By the tenth, his back was a canvas of red.

I rolled my eyes. “Who is that hottie?” She asked. “Hyacinth’s lawyer, I think.” “Oh, wow. Your sister had a lawyer?” Giselle giggled. “I guess that he’s good in bed, that's why your sister kept him.” I scoffed. “Your sister is such a slut. Hey, I remember how she seduced your step-brother with that acne face and fat body.” “Yeah,” I sighed. “So, she ends up marrying your step-brother as a proxy bride? Does she still fuck with him? I mean, even in high school, she used her body to get him, right?”

It rang again, and on the third attempt, I felt him slow down. “Pl…ease….continue…I…want…y…ou…” I begged and watched his lips flatten in a smirk, before leaning in. “Pick your call, Stepmom. We wouldn't want to draw attention to ourselves, would we?” He muttered in a low, husky voice and slowly let go of my hair. Stepmom! The sound of it made my pussy throb. My body shook, and my legs lost balance, but I picked up the land phone placing it on my right ear.

My father was stunned when I agreed to take my stepsister’s place. “Odessa, do you have any idea what kind of monster Jude Moretti is? They call him the Butcher of New York's underworld. They say when he loses it, he skins traitors with his own hands. You think you’ll come back in one piece?” Before I could answer, my stepmother cut in, her eyes darting nervously. “If Odessa doesn’t go, Sandra dies. Our Sandra, who already sacrificed her reputation by marrying Marco just to escape that monster. The Morettis are savages, but even savages have rules. They won’t touch a married woman…”

I'll never be her's and she'll never be mine. "Amber, as bad as I actually want you… it can never happen." I sigh. "What do you mean?" She questions, sounding confused as she breaks free from my grasp. "You're my step-sister." I say, stating the obvious reason. "And?" She says, her voice cracking in the process. "We can fuck. But we can't be anything serious, it wouldn't look right." I say, looking down at her as I study her reaction.