Stepmom Seduce Novels & Stories

She moved toward the stairs gracefully, leaving both Christian and Rose momentarily speechless. As soon as she was gone, I let out a slow breath and turned toward my father. “Maybe if you treated her well, she wouldn’t need to be making appointments with a doctor at all.” Christian’s eyes narrowed. “Hunter, you shouldn’t concern yourself with the affairs of my wife. That’s not your business.” I leaned back in my chair, matching his glare. “It is my business. She’s my stepmother, after all, and I care if she’s being walked over or treated poorly. Wouldn't want you to treat her like you did my mother."

I was left standing there alone while watching his broad back disappear through the doors. It seems that fate is finally favoring me after all. I no longer need to go out and search for his father because his father found me on his own. Now that I see him in person and in the light, he really looks quite young, almost like a bachelor. It is such a good deal. He is probably just inviting me to dinner to tease me about our past encounter, but I am going there to perform my long-time plan of seducing him. ***

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.

He owns me, tells me what to do, and I just do it. “Fuck it! Come the fuck here,” he commands eventually, downing his full shot and throwing the glass on his desk. I sway toward him, a little faster than I would have if he were Theo James. What in the actual fuck am I doing? Seducing my step-dad? When my thigh brushes his knee, I stop. His body feels hard and hot and I want nothing more than to climb over my daddy and do filthy things to him, because he is not my daddy.

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.

He pulled out and thrust in again, his movement increasing its pace, stretching the beauty more and more. Scott was palming his cock as he watched the scene, Tyler was a goddamn temptation to every girl in the world, only an intense gaze and a sexy manhandle were enough for him to tame the girl "Fuck..." he moaned whilst stroking his dick, his plan to make him join their team become more firm as he swore to make him one of them.

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.

"You have the one thing I’ve wanted since I was a child. I want the rage. I want the obsession. I want him to look at me with that terrifying hunger instead of that pathetic adoration. I watched him through the hallway window earlier. I saw the way he dragged you into the shadows. He’s risking everything—the family business, his father’s wrath, his own reputation—just to get inside you. He’s playing with fire, and he’s doing it for you." She stands up, pacing the small room like a caged animal. "It’s forbidden. It’s disgusting. You’re his stepmother. But the danger just makes him harder, doesn't it? He’s so close to being caught every time he touches you, and he still does it. He still choos

The next thing I knew, I was already on the bed seated as mom kneeled and began to lick my intensely getting bigger manhood. "Haaa, mom... Ah..." I moaned in pleasure at the sight and touch. Shit. My gaze was almost fixed on the taste of my stepmom's romance with me when she kissed me on the lips. I didn't expect my hopes and dreams to come true. My manhood was leaking out of her mouth and I could hear it. With each sucking motion she made, she released moans that made me want to go even further as I was on the verge of bursting through my skin.

"This is wrong! He’s my stepbrother and I hate him! He’s cruel, he’s disrespectful and he makes my life miserable. But why can’t I tear my eyes away? It’s like I’m hypnotized, staring at his body, dammit!” Oh no! This can’t be happening. I am not attracted to him. Yes, he has a nice body, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s a terrible person. And I shouldn’t be admiring him. He's my stepbrother for Pete’s sake! I can’t be lusting over my freaking stepbrother!