Stepmom Catches Me Novels & Stories

“Of course they are.” He turned and walked out without looking at me. My stepmother followed him halfway, then stopped and came back. She walked up to me and grabbed my ear. I gasped. “Mom…” “Behave today,” she hissed. “Or you’ll regret it.” Maya rushed forward. “Let her go!” My stepmother tightened her grip for a second, then released me abruptly. “Fix your face,” she added coldly before leaving. I sat there, my hands shaking, Then my father walked in.

Chloe said to me and used her index finger to point at my stepsister. I just felt like walking up to that lowly thing and dragging her on the floor like a goddamn criminal. She was worse than a criminal. The fact that she found her way to this place meant she was up to something. Who knows, my stepmom might have sent her here to know how I was or to do evil. I strode towards her as fast as I could. But just before I could get to her, she saw me coming. Right there and then, she got up to her feet and sprang towards me.

So that is why he tried to mate with me the other day? I had been a tool for a very long time, I trusted every word that he said. They had been playing games with me for so long and I had no idea, I can't believe it! Just then, the door swung open and my step parents walked in. My stepmom turned her gaze to me and it rested on my hands. Quickly, she approached me and snatched the phone from me. I clenched my fist angrily and the only thing I felt like doing right now was giving this old lady a good punch.

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 wrapped my fingers around it and stroked, loving the way he hissed and thrust into my fist. “Fuck, Melissa,” he groaned. I pulled him down on top of me. His mouth found my tits immediately, sucking hard on one nipple while his fingers pinched the other. I cried out, arching, spreading my legs wide for him. “Yes… Touch me… Own me.” I begged. His hand slid between my thighs and two thick fingers pushed straight into my dripping cunt. I moaned loud, bucking my hips. I couldn't imagine what I was doing with my step son. This was sacrilege.

When my stepdaughter, Yvonne Sinclair, reported me to the police for bad-touching her, my mother rushed to the police station. But outside the station, someone pushed her to the ground, and she broke her hip. In my past life, Yvonne had to repeat her senior year of high school. She complained that her school dorm was too noisy and begged me to let her move back home. My wife, Wendy Harper, backed her up. “How could you bear to let your daughter stay in a room with seven other girls?” I gave Yvonne my study and bought her a new desk and a new lamp. Two months later, she reported me to the police. She claimed that I had entered her room in the middle of the night. When the police asked h

Moan for me, Mom! Let your husband hear how much pleasure you're feeling while I'm pounding you, harder!” Henry, my stepson, was on top of me, pounding on me, while right beside us lay my dying husband. I knew my husband could hear us, but Henry was wild, vulgar, and somewhat sadistic. It was as if he were intentionally letting his father hear this moment.

He was her stepfather, one who her mother was married to before the cold hands of death took her away. Sarah had been attracted to him ever since she set her eyes on him in a TV show’s interview. Her eyes traced him as he exchanged greetings with his powerful guests, and she suddenly felt a pull of moisture between her legs. She was already horny for her late mother's husband or ex-husband because she was now late. Her mission tonight was to get in his bed and have him fuck her recklessly, just like she had always fantasized. She bit her lips as she felt the moisture leak onto her pants, her hand moving up to curb her long, black, fluffy hair to her neck. Just then, their eyes met, and he sm

"You watch me do it. I will see to it. You are going to be stuck in here until I make him mine." "So girlie… it's going to be a long ride… I would have loved to get rid of you right away, but we should keep you alive as collateral… so? You've got to stay healthy… Eat, eat all you can… it's your favourite…" my Stepmom said and wheeled me around forcing me to eat up. Again the smell wafted into my nose and I threw up. "What the heck! You bitch! I was treating you right!" She yelled and struck my face. Tie up her hands! She will learn after she starves!" She yelled and a hefty man who I didn't know was present, walked closer. He tied my hands and bowed.

I was so lost in my feelings I did not notice when the door opened and my step dad was staring at me. “Somebody has been eavesdropping and touching herself.” I cummed immediately I heard his voice.