Novel & Cerita Stepdad Sex Stories

“Say it again.” “Daddy…” “That’s right Princess.” It felt so right, so natural to call him daddy. “Daddy please…make me cum! I’m so close!” I breathed, the naughty word making me clench deep inside me. Two thick fingers pushed inside me. I was so slicked that they slid in easily, and yet the stretch burned on my walls. “Daddy please!” I moaned, trembling all over. “Fuck. You’re so tight. Need to stretch you out properly,”

Uncle Kilton was single at 53, I remembered I was in High school when his wife died with pregnancy. My first older men adventure when when my maths teacher caugh me touching myself after school in the bathroom, and we had hell of a time banging and fucking each other. Since then, my uncle became my next catch. We started with the ta,king stage last week, and this week, Mum left to visit my grandmother on how to settle the issues with Dad. Today was the day, last night we could barely do anything, but today... I skip cheerleading practice I loved so much.

"Please, Daddy! Shove your cock deep into your stepdaughter's tight pussy. Ruin me for other boys!" With a deep grunt, he thrust forward hard. I screamed as he stretched me wide open, filling me completely in one stroke. It hurt but felt so fucking good. "Oh god! You're so big... it hurts!" "Take it all, you naughty girl," he growled, starting to pound me. The desk shook with every powerful thrust. His balls slapped against my clit. "This cunt belongs to me now. Your mother can't know how much you love getting fucked by your stepdad."

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.

By this time, he was so close to her, behind her “now I want you so badly" He held Zara on her waist and kissed her neck this was all she needed as she melts into the hands of the man who was her step father now but once her lover, she chose the lover part and would stick to it “Mom's upstairs" she responded, eyes closed deep into her own escasty. “Well , we'll be fast and quiet as long as you don't scream" he was already undoing her undies from the silky nightwear. Just one finger on her core,she gasped. He smiled.

My step-father Willard, as usual vented his anger at me “Wanda!! When are you going to send your fucking insatiable brat of a daughter to reform school? She is a morally deficient SLUT!! That girl is a self-centred oversexed fucking machine!! And I do mean a FUCKING SEX MACHINE!! I don’t think there isn’t a person in this city she hasn’t fucked” I walked into the kitchen with my blouse open and my boobs half on show. I purred “Daddy dear I haven’t fucked you yet” Behind me the servants carried away the dead bodies of two males and three exhausted males. I had a night of raw sex with five men. None of which could match my sex drive and two died absolutely exhausted. Willard looked at me as I

CHAPTER 1: GRINDING AGAINST DADDY JOANNA POV I knew this was the absolute worst thing I could do—betraying my own mother—but the throbbing ache between my thighs drowned out every rational voice screaming for me to stop. I couldn't help it; I pressed back harder, grinding my ass slowly, deliberately, against the rigid heat of my stepdad's cock like some desperate slut. I lay on my side, facing away from Mom, with Knox right behind me. The three of us were squeezed into one big family tent on this stupid camping trip Mom had planned for “quality time.”

"Look, even if you get another boyfriend how often can you get together for sex...assuming you like him enough to want to have sex with him. You don’t have any boyfriend right now, anyway. I can fuck you whenever you want. Give you relief whenever you want. Let me tell you fucking is WAY more fun, and much better relief than you rubbing yourself with your fingers or hairbrush." How did he know about my hairbrush? Had he smelt the handle? And he's talking about fucking. My stepdad is talking about actually fucking me. Trying to persuade me to let him fuck me, no less! "So, what do you say? We can both help each other. I showed you how good I am with my mouth and my fingers." "Dad, do you know

“I thought I might start by introducing myself to his father.” He smirked, just slightly. “Stepfather.” “Details,” I said, turning to face him fully. “Such fragile things. Like trust. Like bloodlines.” A flicker of something crossed his face, could it be approval? Curiosity? It was gone before I could name it. “Careful, Miss Virelle,” he murmured, stepping closer, so close I could smell the quiet heat of his cologne smelled of cedarwood and something older. “You’re playing a game where even the winners bleed.”

CONTENT: Humping, cumshot, orgasm, deep fuck, rough sex, stepdad. Chapter 1 My stepdad has a look of pure bliss as we walk to our car. I trail behind him, my eyes wandering over his broad back and narrow waist, to those hard buttocks that bump up under his pants, and I feel the heat between my thighs before I look away. "Daddy, you don't believe what that guy told you right?" He stops at the car and sighs. "Madison, honey, you're nineteen. You're a grown woman."