Stepmoms Tight Ass Novels & Stories

"You think marrying my father means you can relax now? He can't have pups. There's no way there'll ever be another heir. In the end, the Northera Pack will still belong to me. If you beg me now, there's still time." My eyes narrowed, and my tone turned cold. "Idiot. Someone, escort him out." In my previous life, due to my unusually fertile body, I was with pup the very first time I slept with Lukas. But after that, he could never last longer than two minutes. Thinking about it now, it felt hilarious. I had no idea how Isabella managed to keep that smug expression on her face. "Good. Very good! We'll see who has the last laugh!"

A frown creased his forehead as he studied me, an unreadable expression on his face. “Where are you going?” he asked, his voice a low rumble, surprisingly devoid of accusation. “I… I have to go,” I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. “This… this was a mistake.” He narrowed his gaze and I couldn't discern if he was angry or merely unimpressed. He slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed, the sheet falling to reveal his sculpted torso. He was stark naked, his broad shoulders and well-defined abs leaving me tongue-tied. My eyes went further down and I swallowed in disbelief. He was huge and enormous and I wondered how he managed to fit inside...

He gently pulls down my panties up to my leg and then uses two fingers to part the center of my pussy, sliding deep into my slick heat. "Nnnnh..." I close my eyes, biting my lip to hold back the moan. I shouldn’t moan for him, he’s my stepson “You’re always wet and dripping,” Ethan says, smiling wickedly. He traces the curve of my bum with his other hand, and I brace for the usual spank, but instead, he squeezes the flesh so hard I let out a sharp gasp. His palm moves up, rough against my spine, tracing every vertebra.

Her eyes darted around, never daring to look at Dad. Dad sat beside her like an iron tower, silent, but the pressure he gave off felt like a storm about to break, the atmosphere in the room turning cold. I sat obediently on a small stool, swinging my short legs, even humming a nursery rhyme our kindergarten teacher had just taught us. “What are you singing?” Mary suddenly asked, her voice hoarse. I smiled sweetly at her. “The one my teacher taught us. It’s called My Good Mom.” Mary’s face turned paper-white in an instant.

Her work was beautiful and gentle, just like how she looked. It was a coincidence that she looked similar to my mother. The moment I saw her, I felt close to her. I smiled, wanting to give her the present in my hand. However, I did not expect her to slap me angrily. "You sure have a pretty little face! Is that why you like seducing men publicly?!" What did she just say? She stomped on my present while I stood there, stunned. I stumbled and fell sitting on the ground. Brenda gave me a vicious kick to the stomach.

He leaned forward and speared his rock-hard boner into her ass in one hard push, driving it into her guts until his hips were pressed against her reddened ass-cheeks. The feeling of that first push up his stepmom's ass--any ass, for that matter--was so intense that it made his eyes roll back in his head. He had certainly gripped his boner hard at times when he jerked off, but that was nothing like the feeling of her constricting sphincter ring gliding along his cock's length, squeezing it progressively as it slid up her ass. For a moment, he just lay there on top of her with his cock buried root-deep up her ass, enjoying the amazing feeling and the fact that he actually had his dick shoved u

I loved the way my tiny uniform skirt rode up, flashing my toned thighs and tight ass while my stepdad, my coach, watched from the sidelines with that hungry look he tried to hide. I’m Brandi, twenty-two, living in the dorms full-time. 5’1” with shoulder-length dark brown hair, sun-kissed skin, perky 32B tits, a tiny waist, and a round ass that turns heads everywhere — especially his. Full pouty lips and big doe eyes that hide how much of a needy little slut I’ve become for the man who married my mom. After Mom ran off with that younger guy and divorced him, Stepdad and I got even closer, even with me in the dorms.

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.

Jerry relinquished his vice grips on his mother's abused tits, and climbed off the bed. "Dude, you're naked." "And you should be too. It's hard to fuck your bitchy-but-hot step-sister with your pants on, bro." I wasn't going to wait for him to make up his mind. There were tits waiting for me. Big, round, soft naked tits. With huge pink mounds bigger than silver dollars, and nipples almost the size of a cork popping up and begging for my lovin'.

“I’m doing what Dad’s too pathetic to do. I saw that pretty cunt on your OnlyFans, Mom. You spread it so wide for those losers online. Does it make you wet knowing your step-son watched you finger-fuck yourself?” Her breathing was fast. She tried to push me away, but there wasn’t much force behind it. “Stop it right now. This is wrong. I’m your step-mother.” “Wrong?” I laughed, giving her ass a firm slap that made it jiggle. “You’re the one posting videos of your married pussy online. Telling the world how sexually frustrated you are. How many guys have jerked off to you, huh? How many loads have you made them shoot while Dad leaves you high and dry?”