Stepdaddy Novels & Stories

"Mommy, does daddy not want us any more?" Stacy held her phone tightly, looked at Harry, and answered her, "No." She comforted her daughter. "Really?" Stephanie's voice was filled with joy and excitement. "Mommy, I'm so happy. I'm not a child without a father. I have a father now. Mommy, I'm really happy. No one will say that I and my brother have no father anymore  Stephanie, who are you calling   No, let me see."

My head instantly snapped to the speaking wall as my eyes widened in shock. Before I knew, the words left my mouth, "What are you doing here, standing in the middle of nowhere?" His brow ever so slightly raised and sarcastically replied, "I live here, remember and that too, in the next room of yours." I sigh, knowing he was right and right. "Yeah, yeah, Stephan. I know." "Good." He rolls his eyes before walking towards the stairs and I follow him shortly after. "Good morning kids." "Morning Gran." Stephan softly replied.

With my father gone for golf with his buddies, I had at least an hour, and I didn't want to waste it, so sitting in his chair, which still smelled of him, I went into his computer files to search for the videos that brought heaven to my eyes, and bingo, he was just in the middle of editing one. “Oh yes.” I said and then stood up and pulled my shorts down. I didn't have any panties on, so we were good. Quickly I pulled my top up so my little tits were free, then I parted my legs and played the video, and what a bonus! The video was about a stepdaddy and stepdaughter, just my fantasy and what I've been craving lately. “Ah yes, Daddy." The girl in the video cried

“I don’t fuck girls, Dolly. I fuck ladies. When you were a girl, I thought I wanted to be your guardian but when I moved in with you, even after I saw how your mom is a shitty parent, I couldn’t bring myself to get into this role. I gave you money, support, clothes and a nice room and whatever the fuck it is kids need, but not parenthood. Because I’m not your parent, sweetheart. And I’m about to do very un-parental things to you.” My thighs open wide without my permission, and I hold my breath as he inches closer, his face now an inch from mine. “Anyone can see us from outside,” I mutter. He shakes his head, staring at the pulse in my neck. “No, baby. One-sided glass window. I could fuck you

He pulled out of her ass and drove back into her pussy in one brutal thrust, fucking her straight through the shattering orgasm with long, punishing strokes that kept her convulsing. “Say it again,” he demanded, voice rough and commanding as he stared into her tear-filled eyes. “I’m addicted to my stepbrother!” she sobbed uncontrollably, her body jerking and twitching beneath him like a live wire. “I’m addicted to being your cumdump… your breeding toy… your pregnant whore! I need you to destroy me every day! Please don’t ever let me go I’ll die without you destroying me! I’m yours, Daddy completely broken for you!”

Why did he even pick up just to do that? “You're itching to get caught. Tell me why.” “By who?” “My dad, my step mom.” “I mean, the earlier they know about us the better.” I was taken aback. Us? What ‘us’ was he talking about? I immediately set things straight. Well at least I tried to. “There's no us. We are just fucking for a while, that's all. And no, they can never find out about this, I won't allow it.” “Why? You're ashamed of me? You're ashamed of your desires?” How dare he put it that way and make me feel bad suddenly?

Face more refined like a modern with a slight wicked bad boy smile. I've been crushing on my stepdad since i was young but i always thought it because he's the only one taking care of me or maybe it just my childhood fantasy, but it seems it wasn't just any fantasy,i always have wet dreams about me and my dad banging each other with his huge cock deep in my throat. I tried dating multiple guys to devert my attention but it doesn't seems to be working so i decided to stop It's been twelve years since my mom married my father,i was six when David turn my father and he has been the one taking care of me.

I stretched under the duvet, groaning softly as the soreness in my thighs reminded me just how many times he had wrung me out like a washcloth. Ronan. My heart stuttered at the memory of his hands on me, relentless and skilled and so wicked, pulling me apart again and again until the world went dark and I didn’t even realize I’d passed out. I will never forget yesterday in my life. It was so dirty. So erotic and so fucking sinful. Had he not been my mate, I would have said we were going straight to hell from here. It doesn’t make it better that he is still my stepfather. His marriage to my mother is still freaking legal.

"For a man who is supposed to be my stepfather… you really are terrible at keeping your distance." He opened his mouth to say something…probably another command, another warning, another reminder of who he was and who I was, but I didn’t let him. I moved closer again, my face right up to his, my lips barely an inch from his. My hands rested flat on his chest, feeling his heart hammering out a rhythm that matched mine perfectly. "Ever told you you’re damn too hot to be step daddy."