Stepmom Incest Stories Novels & Stories

“It’s been six years since your wife died. Your son needed a mother.” Callum scoffed. Right, that was the type of mindset that his father died. Just like what he did when his mother died when he was six years old, he wanted another woman to join the family just to expand his connections. “I don’t think my son would need a mother. Especially if his stepmother would be a woman like the one you brought home when I was young.” He might sound bitter but he did not care. He would not let Caleb experience the things that he experienced when his father married another woman and bore another son.

I took my phone and opened it, and I went to G****e Chrome to watch porn videos but after a few seconds, I remembered that I had a sneaky telegram link for porn. I decided to go there and watch porn. I took off my headset for a second and heard Mom's scream in the house. They were still having sex. I thought they were going to stop or Mr Aiden goes home from embarrassment but the reverse is the case. I tried to close my eyes to fall asleep after I finished watching and got tired, concluding with the statement "There is nothing really in this life " A few minutes later, my eyes shut out of the world while my spirit transcends to another called my dream world. In that dream, I see my stepdad t

My stepdad is one sexy man and so is his son. They both are quite into fitness so they work out a lot. Both of them are built like male models, with sweet muscular arms, sexy-toned abs, and the nicest asses I have ever seen on dudes. Well, it didn’t take me long to get the idea of fucking them in my head. Before I knew it I was using them for my masturbation material. I would lay there and diddle myself as I fantasized about being in the middle of a stepdaddy and stepbrother sandwich! Then one evening destiny allowed my stepbrother Steve to see me at my best--sprawled out naked on my bed, a tit in one hand and my favorite vibrator in the other.

Faith wasn't sure how to traverse this new relationship, and so she got online to look up information about incestuous mother-son relationships. She often read erotic stories online and masturbated to some of them, they were usually romantic and passionate. Faith decided to enter a search for mother-son incest on her favorite story site. She was aghast at all the stories that pulled up from her search. There were at least several dozen stories on screen and there were more pages to access too. She only had a few hours before her beloved Chris would be home. She was going out with him tonight and thought she needed to be ready for her first date with her son.

I thought I was going to save her. Instead I watched him claim her. Slowly. Possessively. Like she had always belonged to him and not me. “Fuck!” I slammed my palm against the wheel, vision blurring with angry tears. Three years. Three fucking years I had her. I cheated, yeah — I was weak, I got bored, I let Mia get too close — but Liliana was supposed to be *mine*. My future. The one pure thing in this toxic Volkov world. And now my stepfather — the man who raised me after my mother married him — had her spread open and dripping on his dick while he smiled at me like a demon.

Mom came from a broken home, I had no idea who my father was, had never met the man before, and there were no close relatives to help out. It all started to go down hill when I hit puberty; things really took a turn for the worse when at sixteen my body blossomed. I could've done without it, though it seemed to make the boys at school mad with lust. Then my stepdad upped his game so to speak. I remember that night laying in bed listening to them. It was always rather disturbing listening to them having sex, but the walls were so thin there was no escaping the sounds. It was no different to any other night, her screaming 'yes-yes-yes' him calling her 'bitch, slut, cunt, and on and on it went.

I spat into my palm, using the moisture to rub the sensitive nub in fast, frantic circles. I was masturbating to my stepfather masturbating. The taboo of it made my vision blur. I started breathing heavily, my chest heaving in sync with his. I closed my eyes, the tension building in my lower belly, a second peak climbing toward the summit. My fingers moved faster into my pussy as I massaged my breast with soo much force. the friction becoming almost unbearable. Just as I felt the orgasm begin to crest, a voice shattered the silence. "Amaya... fuckkkkkk!"

I suspected they were in the picture even while my mom was alive, given that my stepsister was a year younger. Life had turned into a nightmare since the arrival of my stepmother and stepsister. Initially excited about having a stepsibling, I found myself ignored and mistreated by Stephanie. Both Linda, my stepmother, and Stephanie joined forces to taunt and insult me, making college preparations agonizingly slow. Chores piled up, and my complaints to my father only worsened the situation. Richard, my father, not only showed disgust but also accused me of causing my mother's death.

“On my twentieth birthday, after a long and painful illness, my mother died. A few months later, my father informed me that he decided to get married again. His second wife had been his mistress for years. She wanted to become a Collins at all costs. This woman had a son, from another man, someone she knew before she met my father. So, I’ve found myself living under the same roof with a stepmother and an older step-brother. Everything went pretty well, until one night when he... he entered my room and…” Her voice broke, remembering that cruel moment, the look on her father's face hearing what her step-brother did to her, and the hysterical yelling of her stepmother who accused her of leading

They fucked me in perfect rhythm, using me like their personal toy. I was moaning like a whore, completely lost in pleasure. They flipped me over and bent me over the counter. Damien buried his cock in my ass while Daddy took my pussy from below. Double penetration — my stepfather and stepbrother filling both my holes at the same time. “Take it, you disgusting incest slut,” Damien snarled, spanking my ass red as he reamed my shithole. “Getting double-stuffed by Daddy and your big brother in the kitchen like a cheap whore.”