Stepfather And His Friends Novels & Stories

Stephen POV “Do you like it, baby?” I asked removing Oliva's nipples from her bra. “No, Please Steph, don't do that,” She asked, trying to hide her breasts with her palm. “Why baby, Just because your handicapped father sees us having our moment, I love fucking you on the dining table,” I said bitting her nipple. “Please Steph, Why are you doing this,” She asked sobbing. “You must ask your father why fucking I am doing this” I yelled, pinning her hand above her head.

"I got news yesterday you have been hanging out with men old enough to be your father." "What! Seriously. Who could come up with such lies?" Steph was stunned by his words. She didn't see that coming. She knew from the moment he said those words Nicole had said something to him. "It doesn't matter. Who is the guy that dropped you off yesterday?" "Come on, dad. He is my friend George. We study on the same campus, and we had a small accident when we met, and we became friends. Besides, who said he is old to be my father. Dad, he is only two years older than me. Is that being old?"

"You know who? Don't act innocent, I know you better than you think I do. You don't let any girls be too close to you forget about them touching your face and you being their personal chauffeur. Now speak up." Stefen sighed in surrender. "I don't know dad, I don't know. All I can say is I'm happy around her, I'm happy seeing her after all these years and I'm happy how she's still the same. I'm happy that I got my friend back, I'm happy that....." before he could continue he saw his dad looking at him with a lot of question mark expressions. "What happened?" "I'm happy that you are happy son but what exactly are you talking about? You've got a friend back?"

Stephano was a dear son to Mr Foyer because he was always there for his daughter. “I am well Mr Foyer. I am only worried that Rose gets better and takes her medication. She accidentally spilled her soup so the maids should make another one for her.” Stephano repiled with a wide smile and Rose was bubbling with anger at how shameless he was in making conversations with her father like everything was just normal.

“Diego is a good man, honey, and I know he will be a wonderful father to you.” I chewed my tongue, watching a genuine smile lap on her face before she veered around walking away and I felt like tugging my hair. I didn’t fuck want a stepfather because no one would ever replace my dad’s place in my heart, and my mum was just being selfish to that part.

The father daughter duo embraced again. Stephen walked up to me and gave me a letter. "My father said I should give it to you," Stephen said. I told a guard to take the letter,I don't want to be too reckless. He deals with too much poison. "Chris if there is a way for us to go back to being friends" "Master Stephen congratulations your" Father is still alive " I cut him off. "Chris, you are being too hard on me," Stephen said. I ignored him and joined the masters as we approached George.

“Always, Daddy.” He freed himself thick, hard, already leaking and pushed inside me in one long, claiming slide. My back arched off the wall. The bump pressed between us like living proof. He fucked me right there in the alleydeep, steady, the wet slap of skin echoing off the bricks while cars hissed past on the main street twenty feet away. “Feel that?” he rasped, one hand sliding down to rub slow circles over the swell of my belly. “That’s your stepdad’s baby growing inside you while he fucks you out in public like the dirty girl you never stopped being.”

His thumb pressed against the pulse point under my jaw, feeling the frantic skip of my heart. "I am keeping what I paid for," he growled. "I spent three years playing the 'nice' stepfather. I listened to your mother’s drunken stories. I sat through your school plays. I watched you bring home boys who weren't fit to wash your car. I did it all because I knew that one day, the debt would come due. And I am a man who always collects." He leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. The sensation sent a traitorous jolt of electricity through my body. I hated myself for the way my breath hitched.

’’ ‘’Thank you. ‘’Are you lost?’’ ‘’Yes please.’’* ‘’Ah...’’ I blink, unconsciously letting out a sound of realization. ‘’Y-You...You’re that....’’ My voice trails off as the young master grins at my words. ‘’Bingo.’’ He chuckles. ‘’Steph’s an old friend of mine. To be more honest, we were once a fling before we got tired of each other. I didn’t expect that Steph to be actual friends with a nerd, and even date one for a long time.’’

“Damien wouldn’t do that!” “You call your stepfather by his name. Interesting.” He was doing it again, giving her those looks that suggested he knew far more than she did. She felt as if she were stark naked in front of him, to be observed and studied. “Now that I think about it, your relationship seems a whole lot better than I was made to believe. Aaron wouldn’t shut up about how shitty your relationship with the bloodsucker is—a pity story, if you ask me.”