Stepmom Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

I sneaked into Sebastian’s bedroom pretending to sleepwalk, my naked body burning with need, hoping my stepfather would finally stop fighting the monster he’d awakened in both of us. My mom actually slept just one door away. She slept off in her study while working and I didn’t care. My pussy yearns for my StepDaddy even more since the night he’d ruined me during the storm, and filled his cum in me like he was filling up a loophole for a dirty secret that can’t be out in the open.

I say, the words falling past my lips as my head tips back, the top of my head banging against the glass with every thrust and push. He steps back and turns us again, sitting on the bed and swinging his legs out so that I can ride him. I readjust myself to straddle his hips, then sink onto him. “There you go,” he says. “Give me those tits.” I lean forward into his outstretched hands, letting him hold me up as I ride. “You’re so fucking tight and hot for me,” he says. “Taking my cock like it’s the best fucking thing you’ve ever had.”

she added again not knowing what to say. “No feelings attached for real… and she will never touch me again. I already warned her off this time around. Nothing happened between us. Please just believe me” “You’ve been having sex your dad’s P.A and now I’m just a middleman here. My life is now on hold at two points. You have a girlfriend under this mansion…. You had me before your father got me here and now you trying to dump your girlfriend for your father’s wife which you coincidentally had sex with. and now you trying to put up a love at first sight act. This is crazy!”

I was close, so close, the tension coiled in my stomach like a spring about to snap. "Julian... please, Julian!" "Your stepfather," he corrected, his voice harsh and demanding. "Tell me you want your mother's husband to ruin you." The shame and the pleasure peaked simultaneously. I couldn't help it. "I want you... I want my stepfather... please, Julian, I'm going to. . ." "Go then," he commanded, his fingers working frantically now, his thumb buried against my clitoris, grinding into me. "Give it to me. Show me how you come for me."

I replied, not really knowing how to conjure up a response. "So, I have a question for you." She spoke as she somewhat squinted her eyes, indicating her seriousness "Okay?" I offered hesitantly "So Jack has been telling me this crazy bullshit story about how he fucked his step-sister and then turned her into his bitch. And I keep telling him there's no way, but here you are. So tell me, is it true? Were you and Jack step-siblings before this?" She questioned causing my stomach to drop and my cheeks to almost instantaneously heat up.

I muttered under my breath not meaning to but it slipped out and I bit my lip trying to hold it in because this was pathetic jerking off to my stepsister’s accidental video but I couldn’t stop now my strokes got rougher and faster hips bucking up into my hand as I thought about grabbing her hips pulling her onto me feeling how tight she’d be around me making her take every inch after she saw it and asked why it was so big like she was shocked but turned on too. Sweat started beading on my forehead and my free hand gripped the sheets hard phone still playing her sounds low in the background her fingers sliding in and out faster now her moans building and I felt myself getting close trying to

“What the fuck?! Give that back right now!” Calm as ever, the smirk on his face slowly spreading to his eyes. He then shut the diary, but he did not give it away. “Damn, Sarah. This is some real interesting reading.” His voice began to drop down and tease. “All this time acting like you can’t stand me, and you’ve been touching yourself thinking about my cock? Wanting it in your mouth, stretching your pussy, filling you up? Craving to be tied up and spanked and choked like some secret little slut? Your own stepbrother is the subject of your BDSM fantasies? Fuck… I had no idea you were this filthy.”

Ryker said, and his voice was a sound I'd never heard from him before, low and shaking and barely controlled, "that what Vivienne just told me isn't true." "Tell me," he repeated, stepping into the office, "that my sons did not carry on a sexual relationship with their stepsister for four months under my roof and then throw her away at the Summit like she was nothing." Mateo went white. I pushed back from the desk and got to my feet because sitting felt wrong when you were about to confess to your father that you'd been fucking his stepdaughter for four months. "It's true," I said. The sound Vivienne made from behind Ryker broke me in half. Worse than Delilah's choked noise at Ironridge, wor

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 moaned loudly from his touch. "Please, José,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “This is wrong. I’ll do whatever you want. Just … stop. You’re my stepbrother now.” He paused, slowly releasing my nipple and watching my breast bounce in my sweater. “You’ll do anything?” he asked, brow arched. I actually believed he was serious, so I nodded. Before I could stop him, he snatched a fistful of my hair and pushed me to my knees. My eyes widened slightly, a rush of heat going to my core as I stared up at him. The ache between my legs wasn’t going away; it was just intensifying with every second that passed. “Good.” He grasped my chin in his callous hand and swept his thumb across my bottom