Stepfather Erotica Novels & Stories

A knock on the door makes me sit up in the bed, I'm ready for the night, hair washed and body eager, pussy already swollen and clit ready. My cunt is already slick and when the door opens, I find my stepfather there instead of my Uncle, oh no…he shouldn't see my like this but I don't cover up. My thick tighs are spread open and knees folded, my hands are behind my back and breasts jutted out, inviting the man to take of a forbidden drink. “Hmm, I was right” My stepfather mutters and the way his eyes roam my body sends goosebumps down my spine…what was he right about?

he added with a soft groan when my hand moved down his chest to his lower waist. "A stepfather should not kiss his daughter," I said, my voice oozing with seduction. I could feel him shaking. "A stepfather should not lust after his stepdaughter." "A stepfather should not have an erection for his stepdaughter." I repeated all the forbidden things he was not supposed to feel towards me. My hand found its way into the waistband of his boxers, and Stephane shifted backward. "God, Aleen, if you continue with this, I will toss you over on my bed and spank that gorgeous, little ass to teach you a lesson." Another moan escaped my lips, and he groaned in response.

“Fill me up. Make me yours completely. I need it so much. Don’t stop.” “You love being my secret whore, don’t you?” he said, pounding into me deep and rough, the bed creaking softly under us. “While I’m married to your mother. Say it louder. Tell me how much you love your stepfather’s cock splitting you open and filling you with cum.” “Yes,” I cried out quietly, trying not to wake her. “I’m your dirty little stepson. Use me. Fuck me harder, stepfather. I need it. Please don’t stop. Fill me up with your load.”

The shame burned hot inside me but I could not stop the orgasms that shook through my young body. As I shook from my latest intense orgasm my stepfather finally stepped forward. His eyes looked dark and full of hunger as he watched me bent over and leaking cum. “My turn,” he said in a deep voice. “My turn to show my friends how well my stepdaughter takes care of her family.” My heart stopped for a moment as I realized what was about to happen..

His jaw clenched hard. “Don’t call me that,” he growled. I stepped even closer until my breasts brushed against his chest. “Why not? You’ve been looking at me like you want to fuck me for months. I see the way you stare at my ass when Mom isn’t looking. I hear you jerking off in the shower sometimes… and I know you’re thinking about me.” Victor’s breathing grew heavy. “You need to stop this right now, little girl. I’m your stepfather. This is sick.”

My hand moved slowly at first, then steady, as I stroked myself. I bit my bottom lip and moaned softly, letting my eyes flutter close, the sound filling the room. I heard a creak. I opened my eyes immediately, but instead of shock and shame, a strange fire burned in my chest. Salvatore stood there, his frame tall blocking the dim light, his jaw ticking tightly. His eyes dropped and followed the line of my body, and I saw him tense as he fought to stay put. “Hi, Stepfather,” I said, smiling wide, my hand still moving boldly under his gaze. He stepped in and locked the door behind him…

I climbed the stairs to the top and made my way to the end of the hallway, guided by the GPS on my phone, to the fourth door. I unlocked the door and entered, finding Stephanie on all fours on the bed with my father standing opposite her. I don't know how my father got her to submit that way, but seeing her kneeling on all fours offered me a stunning view of her gorgeous ass and her slightly flushed pussy, which was dripping wet. The sight made me hard, imagining myself burying my cock in her tight hole and fucking her hard and long.

His growls were almost animalistic, and I felt just how powerful he was when he pinned me in place, his throbbing dick sliding between my thighs for the last time before he came. We retained our positions. I was trying to catch my breath, and Damien was rubbing soothing circles on my back. “Good girl,” he praised, sounding far too genuine than I expected. When he finally released me, I let myself collapse on the bed, my legs parted as I ran a finger through them. I brought my cum-stained fingers to my lips and took them into my mouth. My eyes closed as I savored the taste of my stepfather. When I opened my eyes, I found him watching me in amusement. His pants were pulled up, and only some sl

The absolute worst, most humiliating part? I wasn’t scared. “You should go to bed, Aria.” Low. Quiet. Final. “I know,” I said. Neither of us moved. Something shifted in his eyes then dark and brief like a door opening and slamming shut in the same second. His jaw tightened. He stepped back, putting distance between us like it was a decision he had to make physically. “Goodnight.” He walked out. I stood in the kitchen with my thighs pressed together and my heart absolutely rioting in my chest and the deeply inconvenient realization that I was attracted to my stepfather in a way that was going to get me into serious, serious trouble.

Don’t tell me-- “Yes. you’re right. I’m the Alpha Romeo, of the regal pack. Your stepfather. You could call me Daddy. I won’t mind.” His husky voice should be awarded as the best-mini-orgasm-giver voice. I would have been honored to give him that award to let him Have the privilege to fuck me again if only I was not in the state, that was similar to a coma.