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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.

REWINDING BACK TIME FOUR YEARS EARLIER WHEN ALL THE MADNESS BEGAN I sat down in front of the TV, playing Crash Bandicoot as usual. My stepdad Steve was coming round today. Steve was black, in his 40s. I couldn’t wait to see him. He always came round to see me, and help Mum with money, because she was finding it hard to manage without Dad. Dad left me when I was ten. I hadn’t really given it a second thought. I didn’t need him, and Mum was strong without him.

"No one… Mommy, I wasn't talking to anyone… Mommy, you're holding me too hard… It hurts…" Hearing that, I reflexively loosened my grip and hugged him close. "I'm sorry, Billy. Mommy didn't mean to. I was just scared…" "Scared of losing you again…" I finished silently in my mind. Billy sobbed in my arms. I kept comforting him until he finally fell asleep, then stared blankly at his sleeping face, dazed. "Why? Dad, Billy is your grandson. He's my everything… Please, I'm begging you… Spare him, please?" I whispered softly into the air, my mind already on the verge of a breakdown.

Daddy caught me in bed with Jeremy Dettling, getting fucked in the ass and talking dirty. To make matters worse, I was, of course, calling Jeremy "Daddy". Because, yeah, I've got a total thing for my stepdad. And it's not as if I even grew up with him or anything. He was my stepdad for all of a year and he spent that traveling with Mom all the time.

“Can’t we talk like two grown men for once? Or better yet, as father and son? Whether you like it or not, I am your stepfather. I have legal custody of you.” Aidan let out a bitter scoff, turning his face away. “Come on, I’m not a kid. I don’t need custody. I can take care of myself.” “I know you can. But your mother, Celia, entrusted you to me. I am your dad, and I always will be.” Aidan’s jaw tightened as Brandon’s voice rose. “Stepdad,” he insisted.

To make me his plaything. The doors opened straight into his penthouse. It was huge, all white marble and big windows looking out over the city. Alexander stood there in a crisp suit, arms crossed. His eyes raked over me, hungry. "You're on time. Good." He shut the elevator doors with a button. No way out now. He walked over slowly, like a predator. "Your stepdad thinks we're talking business. He asked me to give you advice on your career." He laughed low. "But we both know that's not why you're here."

This was so fucked up he is my stepdad,my mom’s husband but my body didn’t care,it wanted and craved for him. Craved his hands, his mouth, his cock stretching me open and making me call him Daddy while he filled me up with his cum. I didn’t know how I was going to survive living in the same house as him. But God… I wasn’t sure I wanted to

Stepdad Seed DAHILA I want my stepdad and he knows it too. The second he walked into our house for the first time, something in me changed. Raymond was tall and broad, with that deep voice and the way his clothes hung on his body in a way that made it hard to look away. I started watching him constantly—every move he made, every time he laughed with Mom, every time he stretched and his shirt rode up just enough to show a strip of skin.

MICHAELA The department store is busy on a Saturday. Marcus and I move through it slowly.. him with the cart, me with the list, both of us discovering in real time what it looks like when a father who missed twenty-four years tries to make up for some of it in a baby goods section. He holds up two versions of the same blanket and looks at me with the expression of a man who wants to get this right and does not have the reference points yet. "Both," I say.

“That’s Dominic. My husband. Your stepdad. We got married last fall. I wanted to tell you in person instead of over the phone. He’s been excited to meet you, Lana.” I stared at the empty staircase. My throat felt tight. My mind was spinning so fast I could barely form words. Stepdad? That man was my stepdad? The same man who just made my entire body react in ways I didn’t even know were possible. The same man whose handprint was probably still stinging on my mom’s ass. “Stepdad?” I finally said. My voice came out quieter than I wanted. A little shaky. “Yeah,” Mom sa