Stepdad Erotica Novels & Stories

He added a third finger, stretching me wide, curling them against that spot inside me over and over. “Look at how you’re taking Daddy’s fingers,” he growled, pumping faster. “Greedy little pussy sucking them in. You love this, don’t you?” “Yes…yes I love it, please don’t stop!” I moaned, tears pricking my eyes from how good it felt. Why had I never been like this with my ex? I used to lie there silent and unsure. Now I was grinding on my stepdad’s face like a bitch in heat, crying out every time he sucked my clit.

He pulled out, I couldn't stand, my legs were shaking but he didn't give me time to recover as he positioned me to the side while his shaft thrust in from the side, one of my legs hang up in the air, “You see how I'm fucking you, no one, will fuck you like that, if I see you looking for another man for anything I can do and give to you, I'll fucking show you why my name is Killian Romero” “Ahhhh…..” Deep thrust, as he pulled out, suddenly hanging both of my legs on his shoulders as his mouth covered my pussy, “Shit….. Killian” his tongue licked my clitoris, deepening into my hole, “Yes baby, scream my name while you cum in my mouth” And just like that, I exploded emptying everything into his

“I do not care how wrong this is. I cannot let you go.” I held him tight and kissed his neck. “Then do not let me go Daddy. Breed me. Make me yours forever.” He groaned and filled me one last time. As I lay there with his cum leaking out of me I knew we had crossed every line. There was no going back. Mom would find out one day. Or maybe she already suspected. But none of that mattered. I was addicted to my stepdad’s cock. And he was addicted to his little girl’s tight pussy.

I arched my back, my other hand migrating upward to massage my breasts with a desperate hunger. I pinched my nipples through the fabric, imagining my stepdad's large, calloused hands replacing mine. I closed my eyes tight, visualizing Silas(stepdad) standing over me, his heavy weight pinning me to the mattress. "Silas... please," I whimpered. The friction intensified, the shlicking sound of my fingers sliding in and out of my slick pussy, heat filling the room. I pushed deeper, the thought of how he reached past me to set the glass on the counter, his forearm brushing against my breast, most especially my nipple.. It was a fleeting touch, but it felt like an electric shock hitting my cervix,

Then he goes lower. He takes his time. He always takes his time now, but tonight there is something specific in it.. an attention that has nothing to do with technique and everything to do with the fact that he watched our son's hand open and close on a screen eight hours ago and does not know where to put that. His mouth on me is unhurried and thorough and by the time he works two fingers into me I am already soaked, already shaking, already making sounds I do not decide to make. "There," he says against my thigh, when his fingers find the place that undoes me. Not a question. He knows.

Master Hayes crawled over, hard cock in hand. “Master Hayes is going to come inside of you, princess,” Daddy said, not giving me any say in the matter. He brushed two fingers against my clit and rubbed me gently. I nodded my head, my pussy pulsing with pure excitement. Master Hayes grabbed my feet, holding my legs apart, and pushed himself inside of my pussy, shoving Daddy’s cum deeper into me. He thrust his big cock in and out of my pussy, making it glisten with my juices. Daddy rubbed my clit harder, and I moaned and leaned back against him.

"Elena, this is your new dad from today henceforth." Your new dad. The words spun in my head, a sickening, dizzying chant that made the room tilt. My mind screamed, rejecting the reality forcing itself upon me. My stomach violently churned. Dad? This man wasn't my father. He was the beast who had torn my underwear, the man whose massive, throbbing weight had split me open until I was screaming his praises into the dark. The phantom sensation of his thick fingers driving deep inside me flared up between my thighs, a sudden, burning ache that made me instinctively press my legs together.

My mum was not yet back, she had called earlier to inform me that she would be coming back late. I was about to go in when my Stepdad walked in reeking of alcohol. “He must have drawn himself into drinking again.” I muttered to myself. “Have sex with me, I'll keep it a secret.” My Stepdad blurted out, as he unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his broad shoulders and hot body.

“You’re already mine, you filthy little slut. This tight cunt has been begging for Daddy’s cock for weeks. Listen to how wet you are, creaming all over your stepdad’s dick while your mom is on a plane thinking everything is normal.” My pussy fluttered wildly around him at his words, more slick gushing out as I got closer and closer. I reached between us and rubbed my swollen clit fast, my fingers getting slippery from the mess we were making. “I’m your cumslut stepdaughter, Daddy. I loved showing you my spread open pussy on camera and now I love feeling you destroy it in real life. Cum inside me, breed me deep, I want to feel your load shooting straight into my womb while I cum all over your

“This is what you’ve been touching yourself to, isn’t it? Stepdad fucking his princess on Mom’s bed. Filling her up while she cries for more.” The words broke me. Pleasure coiled tight—explosive—my hips bucked—clit grinding against his pelvis. He sped up—harder—deeper—hand sliding between us—fingers rubbing my clit fast—circles tight and relentless. “Cum for me,” he growled. “Cum on your stepdad’s cock. Soak Mom’s sheets.” I shattered. Hard—back arching—scream muffled against his shoulder—pussy clamping down—wetness gushing—squirting around his cock—legs shaking violently.