Stepmoms Tight Ass Novels & Stories

“I want to breed my stepmother.” Every tiny creak from upstairs made Maya tense up in panic, but her body betrayed her completely. She was squirting lightly around my cock now, making a filthy mess on the table and floor. I fucked her through it without mercy. “Cum for me, Mommy. Cum hard on your stepson’s fat dick like the desperate slut you are.” She shattered. Her orgasm crashed over her violently — her pussy spasming and gushing, squirting all over my balls as she bit down hard on her hand to stop herself from screaming. Her whole voluptuous body shook uncontrollably.

Then I pulled back and slammed in, hard and deep. "Oh God!" she screamed, body jolting. "It's too much—fuck, yes!" I pounded into her, relentless, the slap of skin echoing. Her ass jiggled with each thrust, and I reached around to rub her clit, making her sob with pleasure. "You love this, don't you? Stepmom getting reamed by her stepson on Christmas Eve." "Yes! Harder, please!" she begged, pushing back. I gave it to her, railing her until she came, her hole spasming around me. I followed soon after, flooding her ass with hot cum, groaning her name.

It was but g and pulsing like it had life in it. I turned sharply to check what was happening behind me and I couldn't fucking believe my eyes! My stepson's cock was out. Big and hard like anything you can think of. My eyes widened. I screamed his name But he remained calm. Unflinching like whatever he was doing was right. “Mom, I just…" he swallowed. "I'm so horny, Mom, I need something around my cock,“ “But I'm your step mom it's not right,” “Please mom,"

He was breathing hard, chest rising and falling, his cock still rock hard and pointing straight at her like an accusation. “I’m not deleting shit,” he said quietly. “You’ve got thousands of guys watching you fuck that fat dildo every night, moaning about how you need cock. Calling yourself a slimy slut. And you’re my stepmom. The woman who used to tuck me in.” A dark little laugh escaped him. “This is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

The handwriting aggressive and harsh like whoever wrote it pressed hard enough to tear through. "YOUR MOTHER OWES A DEBT AND YOU'LL PAY IT. WE'RE COMING." I read it three times. Then I sink to the floor and wonder what fresh hell my mother has dragged me into this time.

It rang again, and on the third attempt, I felt him slow down. “Pl…ease….continue…I…want…y…ou…” I begged and watched his lips flatten in a smirk, before leaning in. “Pick your call, Stepmom. We wouldn't want to draw attention to ourselves, would we?” He muttered in a low, husky voice and slowly let go of my hair. Stepmom! The sound of it made my pussy throb. My body shook, and my legs lost balance, but I picked up the land phone placing it on my right ear.

Sarah took Jane’s hand and then she smiled at her, a smile that only a mother could give, a smile filled with love. “Is something wrong, Mom?” “I’m just checking up on you. You’ve been so quiet since we moved in. I know it’s a big change and that things are different here. I guess, what I’m trying to say is that I just want you to be happy.” Sarah stroked Jane’s hair and she closed her eyes for a moment. “I’m just glad you’re happy, Mom.” “Your happiness matters too. Is everything okay? Are you getting along with your new stepbrother? I saw the glares between your friend and Reid yesterday.”

Her hands tightly gripped the fabric of her clothes, as if wanting to vent her frustration on the fabric. A mature and intellectual woman with brown long hair approached Leanor, speaking earnestly. " Leanor, it has been over months since you joined this academy. All newcomers are suitable to smell their wolf power, indeed without their wolf. Yet, you have made no progress whatsoever. I am hysterical i will not be able to help If this continues." Rebecca furrowed her brow and let out a deep shriek. " Coming week will be your final opportunity. However, indeed I will not be able to help you, If you still can not smell your wolf power by then."

Esthers POV; I stand before the mirror in my room staring at my stomach. It's growing round and is becoming noticable. A woman on the streets I usually buy things from, even made an innocent joke about it. "Ah, madam, this one wey your belle don dey big like this, hope all dey well? " (Wow, madam, now that your stomach is getting big, hope all's well?) I was forced to laugh but it hit me. Every passing day slips into a week, which slips into weeks, and then another month!

And right now, the fact that my stepbrother is my mate is weighing heavily on me. I took a deep breath and began to open up to Dean. “I found my mate.” I said, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety as the words left my lips. Dean’s eyes widened in surprise. “Who is she?” he asked, her curiosity piqued. I hesitated before admitting, “I don’t know how to tell you this, but my mate is actually my stepbrother.” Words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. Dean’s jaw dropped in shock.