Stepdad Erotica Novels & Stories

he muttered against my skin, voice muffled as he licked and sucked louder. “You like when your stepdad plays with them while he wrecks your ass?” “Yes Daddy—fuck yes, suck them harder,” I moaned, my hands grabbing the back of his head to hold him there. Inside I kept thinking how filthy this was, my own stepfather folding me in half and using my body like this, but the shame only made my cock leak more pre-cum onto my stomach. My legs trembled against my chest from the stretch and the pounding, every muscle in my body tight and shaking.

My cunt was fluttering around his fingers, getting tighter and wetter with every pump. He was finger fucking me hard now, the water splashing over the edges of the tub as my hips bucked and my tits bounced in his other hand. I could feel myself getting close already, the pressure building low in my belly while my mind screamed how fucked up this was. This is my stepdad fingering my pussy in the bathtub after my boyfriend dumped me and I’m about to cum on his hand. I’m such a dirty slut for this. It feels too good to stop.

I sat in my chair, pants open, and wrapped my hand around my thick cock before I could talk myself out of it. “Fuck,” I groaned, stroking slowly at first. The memories hit hard. Charlotte’s tight virgin pussy clenching around me while Stacy slept next door. The way she squirted when I choked her with that stolen collar. Her soft cries of “Daddy” as I filled her with cum. My hand moved faster, slick with precum. I imagined bending her over the desk right now, spanking that soft ass red while I pounded her deep. Then I realized myself. What the hell was I doing? She was my stepdaughter. Stacy’s daughter. I was supposed to be a father to her not enable her forbidden desires.

I asked, tearing her top. I heard her gasp but who cares, my lips turn in upward " You know Mr Rossi I have taken her virginity the night of her eighteen birthday” My one hand was roaming on her upper body, massaging her boobs, while the other was pinning her on the dining table. “Baby be a good slut and let me enjoy” I yelled grinding against her. “Mr Rossi ohhh I forgot to tell you, Your daughter like me bare inside her” “Please Steph No," She closed her eyes, tears rolling down from her eyes and vanishing in her red hair.

"Straddle my thighs." They did—Isabella on his right leg, Sophia on left. Naked from waist down, their wet pussies grinding on his jeans. He fingered them both, one hand each—shallow in Sophia, deeper in Isabella. "Ride Daddy's fingers like sluts." They rocked, moans syncing with the video's cries. The screen showed the stepdad breeding one twin, whispering dark. "Imagine that," Liam growled. "Daddy's cum filling your virgin cunts. Breeding my stepdaughters."

He slid his hands under my dress, as he rubbed my clit slowly–playing and moving in circular motion. My step dad is so fine. Not just fine, but sexy to the core. He's got an aging problem that makes me wonder if he's actually above the age of 30. "Spread those legs and tell me how you need me to pleasure you now!" he whispered, biting my ears. I sighed heavily. "I-I need.... Fuck! I don't want this but.." Before I could finish my statement, he stroked his fingers inside my pussy causing me to jerk in maximum pleasure.

His thumb finds my clit, slick with his brother’s cum, and rubs in fast, hard circles while he pounds me. “I’m, oh god, don’t stop, PLEASE, I’m so close, Daddy— Daddy, DADDY—” “Cum.” Craig slams deep. Grinds. His thumb presses hard on my clit. “Cum on your stepdad’s cock and thank me for teaching you.” “THANK YOU, THANK YOU DADDY, OH FUCK, I’M, AHHHHH—”

he muttered, then trailed off. “You don’t need to, baby. I have this under control,” I replied. With that, I inhaled his huge member. His warm precum dotted my tonsils. I sucked till he was absolutely rigid—a style representative of someone starved for cock. I had been in the desert for years, and this was a big fucking steak and a gallon of water. I then looked him in the eyes with nearly half of his throbbing cock in my mouth and muttered, “So, whaddaya think, hun?” (I’m sure we all know it didn’t sound like that.) It must not have, but the muffled sound that did escape sent him over the edge. His toes curled tight against the soles of his feet, and I unsheathed his dick from my throat to

This is wrong, so wrong, but her fingers curl against that spot inside me and my knees buckle. “I—I can’t—” “You will.” She adds a third finger, thumb grinding my clit. “Cum for me, you spoilt little slut. Picture yourself cumming in this shower every morning.” The pressure builds fast. I bite my lip to stay quiet, but a broken whimper escapes. My pussy clenches around her fingers, wetness gushing down my thighs. And then the bathroom door creaks open. Stepdad stands there, eyes locked on us—on my soaked, exposed body, on Elena’s hand buried in my cunt.

I have no idea how we’re going to keep doing this without getting caught considering the close call we had in the kitchen but the thought of not getting his cock again almost brings tears to my eyes. This isn’t love. It’s sexual attraction in it’s rawest form. That night, my stepdad sneaks into my room when mom is deep asleep. We don’t talk. There’s no time for that. He lifts me out of my chair by the window where he finds me, takes my place and arranges me so that I’m straddling him. It’s unbearably hot watching him struggle to free himself from his pants with his face caught in a wince like he’s barely holding himself together.