Stepmom In My Bed 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.

he was about to leave when he saw the girl's eyes were on him, her eyes were captivating and filled with lust, her face so charming as she moaned, Tyler's eyes were on hers too, she's exactly his type, from every angle and part of her body, her voice was to his liking too. He looked at her one more time and left, it was true that she was his type but there was one huge wall blocking the way, and that's she is married to his dad, she is his fucking stepmom, and he doesn't believe in any god but that moment he cursed every god there is in existence, his dick was still hard but he ignored it and went to his room, he undressed and hit the shower, water cascades his body washing away both the bar

His cock was still hard and straining against his pants. "You shouldn't be here, little girl." "I... I couldn't sleep," I whispered, voice trembling. "I heard you." He stepped closer, towering over me, those blue eyes dark with something feral. "And what did you see?" "You. Touching yourself. Saying my name." A smirk tugged his lips, but it wasn't kind. "You liked it, didn't you? Watching your stepdad jerk off like a fucking animal." I swallowed hard, nodding before I could stop. "Yes. Fuck, yes."

Late that night, after he’d gone to bed, I crept downstairs in just a tight tank top and tiny panties, craving something sweet. His bedroom door was cracked open. Soft, low moans stopped me cold. My heart hammered. I peeked in. Holy fuck. My stepdad was sprawled naked on the bed, legs wide, his thick, veiny 48-year-old cock rock hard and throbbing in his fist. The fat head was slick with precum, and he was stroking it with long, firm pulls — slow at the base, twisting hard over the swollen tip. His heavy balls tightened with every stroke.

My stepmom was still in her room, probably still asleep. She never gets tired of sleeping all day if she has the chance. I slipped into a sheer robe that left a view of my body, my breasts clearly visible through the fabric, paired with pink lace thongs. Then I made my way to my stepmom's room. There she was, sleeping completely naked, her figure absolutely perfect. Sometimes I felt a pang of jealousy watching her with my dad. At first, I had no idea she was into women until she caught me one day. I was having the greatest time with my friends, thinking she wasn't home, when she walked in. Instead of being shocked, she joined us for a wild threesome. Since then, I'd been drawn to her. She ta

I have no idea how we’re going to keep doing this without getting caught considering the close call we had in the kitchen but the thought of not getting his cock again almost brings tears to my eyes. This isn’t love. It’s sexual attraction in it’s rawest form. That night, my stepdad sneaks into my room when mom is deep asleep. We don’t talk. There’s no time for that. He lifts me out of my chair by the window where he finds me, takes my place and arranges me so that I’m straddling him. It’s unbearably hot watching him struggle to free himself from his pants with his face caught in a wince like he’s barely holding himself together.

He had bred me, claimed me, and completely corrupted me under the same roof as my sleeping mother. As I lay there with his warm cum still leaking from my well-used pussy, I smiled into the darkness. I was completely addicted. Fifty-five more nights of surrender remained. And Stepfather’s midnight visits were never going to stop.

She steps closer, careful, reverent, and when she looks at me, there’s pure awe on her face. “You did it,” she says, voice shaking. “You actually did it.” She bends down to look at him, smiling through tears. “Hi,” she murmurs gently. “I’m Steph. I’m going to spoil you rotten.” People come and go, and the room goes quiet in a way that feels unfamiliar once the lights dim and the door closes. It’s just us now, me, Cole, and this tiny person sleeping in the bassinet beside my bed like he’s always belonged there.

Jenn's mouth watered seeing the outline of her step-dad's cock and she felt that now familiar buzzing between her legs. "Are you okay, baby girl?" she heard her mom say through a haze. Jenn realized that she had come down stairs and had immediately started staring speechlessly at her step-dad's cock. Rousing herself, she replied, "Yeah mom, I guess I am still a little sleepy."

My stepbrother was right behind me, breathing hard, his cock still half-hard and glistening with our mixed juices. “Oh my God…” I whispered, panic flooding me. “Tony, that’s my mom!” I scrambled off the bed on shaky legs. Cum ran down the inside of my thigh in a warm, sticky trail as I stood. I couldn’t let her see me like this completely naked, freshly fucked by my own stepbro.