Stepmom Fantasies Novels & Stories

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

I won’t go and my mum can’t force me either. “Speaking about your soon to be hot step dad, you can’t deny that you find him attractive. Sexy and hot.” Lisa picked a piece of chip, rolling her tongue around in a sexy way that it was hard for me not to find it disgusting. “Just imagine all the naughty things you could do to him, and perhaps there’s a chance that he would continue what-“

“Nghhh!“ I scream out as the my orgasm hits me, it's so intense that it rocks me back and forth for a few seconds. My juice drips down my thighs and I breathe out loudly to catch my breath, damn. I pull my fingers out and let my body drop to the bed, it's gets so hot when imagine him, my mother's husband. He was made to be fantasized about and I make good use of it, many at times, after a long day, I can come home and touch myself to my step father till I cum all over my fingers. I know he knows. Killian is just as filthy as I am and I'm sure of it, I have seen the way he looks at me when mom isn't looking. I've seen the way he licks his lip when our eyes meet and I refuse to take my own eye

The very concept of something so outrageously daring as a man the same age as my father fucking me savagely as I squealed in delight could only be topped one day by letting my stepfather do it to me. The body piercer was working overtime in my cute cavern, ramming his thick cock all the way in... Up to the hilt, his big balls bounced against my hairless pubic bone. I thought about his age and how good he was, and then my daddy’s age was so similar, and I wondered would it be like this if one day I let him take me. My body was pulsating to the rhythm of the piercer’s deep thrusts, grunting as he went, but my mind was dancing through a fantasy that this man on top of me was not the piercer at

She had wanted this all night and waited until he was asleep before closing the gap between them. Stephanie had always been jealous of her mother ever since she found Brody and her mom fucking like rabbits in the garage last summer. Her mom had been screaming like a banshee while Brody's monster cock pounded her doggy style. She had touched herself a million times, fingering her cunt, wishing and praying, and craving her stepdaddy's cock. Tonight, she would have exactly what she wanted. Brody inhaled, taking in the sight of the loveliest pussy he had ever seen. He froze when she moved, bouncing her ass lightly as if looking for his dick again. He looked at her face to see she was still peace

Today was my father's wedding day. When I got off the plane in my princess dress, the first person I saw was a charismatic woman who stood out from the crowd. It was Brenda Sanders, who would soon be my stepmother. My father had chosen not to remarry all these years because of me. I was very happy for him when he finally met someone he liked. Everyone said that she was a renowned sculptor. Her work was beautiful and gentle, just like how she looked.

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

He replied, "I, um, yeah, I think your mom's a MILF but I ..." "I think she is, too," she interrupted him before he could make some denial that would be hard to back away from. She then encouraged his honesty by telling him, "I used to stand outside their bedroom door, listening and rubbing my pussy while she and my step-dad fucked. God, how I wished I could have opened the door and watched them! I didn't even know what a voyeur was back then; now I know I am one!" She eventually drew out of him that he had had jerk-off fantasies about Cassandra. Having had orgasm fantasies about her mother, herself, they shared some of their lewd and wickedly taboo imaginings, which led to a fantastic night

Chris Pov. "What, you ... who are you? Stop it, ahh, ahh, damn! Stop it!" I never thought of competing with my father. Seeing the beauty of my stepmother made me want to ruin their happiness inappropriately. My aunt really agrees that I should not accept a substitute mother because I don't need one. But it seems I really need it, so she moans under me. "Let me go!" She rebelled, wanting to escape, but I held her tightly from behind and still moved to pump her until her body trembled again, feeling an orgasm several times.

But I can feel him. He's watching, he's waiting. Holding back that dangerous, possessive storm he carries in his chest. I look at him. He's my stepfather. My… everything. And I can’t help but wonder how we got here. How two broken people like us found something that feels like home in each other. “My mom would’ve hated this,” I whisper with a tight smile. “Or maybe she wouldn’t have. Maybe she saw it coming before I did.” Alexander’s brow lifts slightly, but he doesn’t interrupt.