Stepmom Fantasies Novels & Stories

I’ve only been surviving this torture that he calls sex by closing my eyes every time and imagining one of the young, sexy Alphas—mean as they were to me—ravaging my body. I switch off each time, imagining a different one of the four Alphas, so that I can get the same experience as that filthy Breeder they seem to fucking love so much. She’s probably as big as an elephant by now with all those babies in her. I don’t understand the attraction. I close my eyes again, and I’m almost back into my imaginary world of sexual glee when that asshole Stephen starts talking again. “Oh, you like your Daddy Alpha Stephen, don’t you, you little fucking slutty whore?” he says.

’ My stomach twisted in knots, my eyes spinning with disbelief. George? Thomas's son? The stepson I never met… had licked me, stretched me, filled me until I cried and came hard all over him. No. It couldn't be true. The thought of it alone now made me sick. It was difficult to believe I had just been fucked so hard by my own stepson. I dropped the note like it was poison, and the card fell too. The realization hit me like a slap. I grabbed my dress quickly and slipped into it, letting my hair fall freely down my back.

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 watched her for a while when she was asleep, I saw how she was twisting and turning in bed and she said my name I knew it was about me. It's either she had a nightmare about me or she had a wet dream about me. If she was really having a nightmare , she would have said and berated me over it but the fact she was hiding everything points it out to the latter. I felt my body grow hot from the thought. What if Jane is sexually attracted to me? What if she wants me the same way I want her. I'm not supposed to be thinking of this, she's my step sister, But my cock didn't care, it twitched in my hand, the freezing spray pounded down on my back, it didn't even dent the desire surging through me.

My hips rolled shamelessly, chasing the building pressure as I imagined it was his thick fingers stretching me, his low voice growling my name instead of the gym noises. He had moved in with Mom and me two years ago, and from the very first day I had been hopelessly, shamefully obsessed. Richard was extremely hot, thirty-two years old, tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair always slightly tousled and piercing gray eyes that seemed to see right through me. He looked better than most guys my age. The way his shirts stretched across his chest, the casual confidence in how he moved… it all drove me insane. I knew it was wrong, he was my stepfather nonetheless. But that only made the fantasy hot

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.

Curling up tightly, I tucked myself beneath the blanket, trying to conceal my nakedness, at least partially, from their view. "Don't act like you don't want this, Stephanie," Diamond snapped at me before continuing. "I saw the way you always looked at my father and thought maybe we should have a threesome; maybe that will turn you on." As they stripped naked, I felt a surprising rush of arousal at the idea of a threesome. If it meant being fucked by these two attractive men before me, especially my stepfather, then I didn't mind at all.

Those pale, full, perfect tits barely contained by the lace she wore earlier, her nipples faintly visible through the thin fabric every time she moved just right. That juicy, round ass peeking out every time she shifted or reached for something across the table. I’d spent the entire meal pretending to listen while my brain looped the same three images on repeat: her walking down the staircase, hips swaying like a goddamn invitation. She was supposed to be my soon-to-be stepsister. Our parents were getting married in a month. "Is it fucked up that I was already fantasizing about her?" I dragged both hands down my face, pressing hard against my eyes until spots danced behind my lids.

I'd barely slept last night wondering how much trouble I was really in and how I was going to be punished. After awhile of lying there I'd found my mind turning back to my fantasies and imagined being in the kind of trouble I really wanted to be in. Getting up, I'd locked my door and gone over to my desk. Going online, I watched a couple of step father videos I bookmarked and putting my feet up on the desk got off long and hard watching a step father fuck the shit out of his naughty daughter. It wasn't as hot as it would have been her real daddy, but still fun. I'd gone to bed and spent the night tossing and turning, my racing mind alternating between worrying about Dad and fantasizing about

She stammered and swallowed hard with her eyes looking at him so cautiously, she muttered pleadingly, “Please, stop.. Don't come any closer. I am your stepmom!” Corban chuckled then trapped her in the middle of his arms and traced her face with his lips. He blew air on her skin to her ear and let out his tongue to lick the tip of her ear before whispering in his sexy hoarse voice, “You know? That makes it more kinky, stepmum.” Stepmum shivered from the cold air and also his voice that made her tummy flip. She closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth before regaining her sanity, she clenched her fist hard and looked at him boldly.