Step Sister Spanking Novels & Stories

I let my stepbrothers see every inch of the body I was supposed to hate them for wanting. Cassian laid me down first. His fingers were skilled, patient, working into my virgin cunt until the stretch burned and I was dripping all over his hand. He took my hymen with those fingers, slow and thorough, watching my face the entire time. Then Xavier pushed between my thighs and worshipped my pussy with his tongue—long, filthy licks, sucking my clit, pushing his tongue inside me like he was trying to taste how deep Cassian had already been. Val fucked me last. He wasn’t gentle at all.

His large open palm came down sharply against the bare skin of my ass in a series of stinging slaps, the sharp pain instantly blooming into a heavy, throbbing heat that pushed my body closer and closer to the breaking point. "That foolish boy has absolutely no idea that I am fucking my own stepdaughter raw every single night while he is sitting in his room jerking off to fantasies of you," Stephen rasped out, his voice thick and gravelly with pure, possessive rage. "He has no idea that you scream for your stepfather’s cock until you are completely breathless."

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.

Our lips met, again and again, as we stripped each other down to the skin, then Evan pushed me to lay back again, using his thigh between mine to spread my legs wider so he could settle his body on top of mine. I whimpered, feeling his cock against my sex, the urgency starting to creep up on me.

“Sebastian?” Stephanie struggled to mutter, and she watched him stand up. “How are you, Stephanie?” He walked to where she was standing. Stephanie wanted to move away, but she was too stunned to move. When he got closer to her, Stephanie didn’t hesitate before she lifted her hand and spanked him in the face.

I was dripping onto the counter, moaning shamelessly. “Yes, Daddy! Spank your slutty stepdaughter! I deserve it for fingering myself to you and Jake!” Tears of overwhelming sensation pricked my eyes again, but I pushed my ass back for more. “Harder… please…” He obliged, delivering a flurry of stinging smacks until my ass was throbbing and cherry-red. Then his fingers were back between my legs, spreading my soaked lips. “So fucking wet from a spanking. You’re perfect.” Without another word, he lined up his thick cock and slammed into me in one powerful thrust.

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.

He only stopped inches away from me fuming. "What? You've got a problem with that? StepBro?" I bit back. I was clearly enjoying this. Especially because it was annoying him so much, just as it should. Now he knows what it feels like. "Since we're giving out Friendly advices, here's one for you. STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM JORDAN. She was mine first and I'll be damned to let you come in here with your rich boy ass and take my girl." I warned.

Chelsea I knew I would go crazy if I had to spend another day in the same house with my step brother who went around the house with his denim pants riding low on his hips. He was good looking and he carried himself with the air of one who was good looking and knew it. He was arrogant too. He had looked in my eyes and had concluded that I desired him. It was one of the most daring things I had ever had a man do to me. But I knew I was not damned because he was hot. I was damned because he knew now that I wanted him desperately.

Mariah said. "No one?" I questioned. "Not even stepdad?" "Yes, Miss Veronica. Derek always does whatever he wants." I couldn't stand it any longer. "Take me to his room." Mariah led the way and I marched to his room, banging on the door for him to open up. The noise was still blaring, but I could hear him moving around inside. Finally, the door opened, and I found myself face-to-face with my stepbrother. He was cladded in a towel, showing off his tattoos and his well-built body and abs, dripping wet with water.