Stepsister Impregnated Novels & Stories

She was so grateful that her step-daddy could be so clueless. Brody hissed when she pushed her ass back, eagerly meeting his thrust. "Fuck," he hissed, grabbing a handful of her ass and pushing his dick between those cheeks again. Her pussy was mere inches away. It was wet and hot and ready to be stuffed with his cock if he would just stop being so fucking scared. He already had his precum all over her, for goodness sake. He might as well just...stick it in. "Just the tip," Stephanie heard him whisper. "Just the tip, I won't go all in,"

She said to the lawyer. He turned to Stephan who gave him the go ahead with only a nod, clearing his throat, “Ah-hem. Well the terms are simple Miss Heathrow—You are to act as a surrogate and wife for the very Mr Stephan Ashford, for a duration of a year and six months. The child in which you are to carry, would not rely on being created by coitus but by artificial insemination…..” The word ‘coitus’ left a bitter taste in her mouth. She felt color rose in her cheeks as her eyes met with that of her husband’s. A part of her could sense he felt the awkwardness too.

And she'd never have to feel that pain ever again once it was gone. I gave her a few seconds to get adjusted. I held my-self still until she sighed with a new sound and I started to thrust my hips into her. I might only be 18, but I've had a good deal of practice in the last few years. The strokes were deep, slow, as I let her walls get used to the penetration and relax around me. The tension in her body lessened as well. After I made sure she was ready for something a little more intense, a sense of urgency grew in me, and I started to pick up my pace. I rolled my hips, made my thrusts faster, harder, and so much deeper. She was tight around me, and the scent of her perfume inten-sified as

I replied taking my lower lip in “Okay” she replied walking away leaving me standing all to myself. As soon as I made sure that she was out of sight, I turned back to the room before looking around the environment to be sure no one was staring. Taking one step backwards, I turned fully confidently as I swallowed some spits before carefully walking towards the room. I felt my heart rate increasing as I tried to maintain my balance in fear of being caught. The door was looking to rusty with three old and weird looking padlocks that were really rusty.

“My pregnant stepsister. My wife in every way that matters. We leave at dawn.” The tenderness burned into filth. He tied me loosely, used the toys one last time in this house, clamps, vibrator, dildo, pushing my body to its limits. I rode him, my rounded belly resting on his abs. He took my ass, then my pussy, switching while talking about our future. “New house. No hiding. I’ll fuck you openly. Keep you pregnant year after year.” I lost count of orgasms, voice hoarse, body marked and claimed. He finished by breeding me deep in my pussy, grinding against my cervix as we came together.

3 years of marriage, yet no child every couple would be happy to hear that sentence that bonds the existence of marriage, not in my case. I watched my husband leave home and come back once in two weeks and sometimes once in a month, my marriage was shattered and there was nothing I could do to save it. “No,” I said, too sharp, too defensive. “Impossible” She threw the result papers at me. "VALDEZ, ARIA. RESULT: POSITIVE. ESTIMATED GESTATION: 3 WEEKS." I read. 3 weeks...it dawned on me... Zachary, my stepfatherinlaw, I thought he used protection, how could I still have gotten pregnant?

Jonas took the space between my breasts, his tongue swirling around my nipples, biting down just hard enough to make me moan. Then, the true weight of them arrived. Daddy stepped into the fray, his hand guiding Felix’s heavy, throbbing length to the entrance of my pussy. He didn't just guide him; he held my hips, his fingers digging into my skin, anchoring me as Felix thrust into me. The first push was so deep, so absolute, that I gasped, the air rushing from my lungs. Felix hit me with a rhythmic, pounding intensity, his eyes locked onto mine, his face a mask of primal focus.

"Look at me while you do it. I want to see the realization in your eyes. I want you to know, deep in your bones, that you are my girl tonight... and every night until I decide I’m bored of the masterpiece." I felt a tear escape, a single drop of salt that tracked down my cheek, but I didn't stop. I couldn't. I reached for the belt of his trousers, my fingers shaking as I moved to fulfill the dark promise of the contract. The scent of his expensive cologne—sandalwood and iron—filled my senses, drowning out the world. Just as the tension in the room reached a breaking point, the sharp buzz of the office intercom cut through the silence like a gunshot.

For every step she took, the balls would be doing justice deep inside me. She bit back a moan. Her step was torturous. And I could already imagine the balls rolling and hitting her walls steadily with the anal plug adding more pleasure. I bit back a smile as I watched her face grow wild as she made a pause. “Keep going,” I ordered. She obeyed, moving across the room with her hips swaying side by side carefully and her steps shaky. Trust me, this particular runway needs to be added to pageantries because tell me why the fuck was she looking all romantic and tantalizing?

I had high expectations but this will make do, uncapping the bottle, I drizzle a generous amount of it on my cock to mimic how wet she is. With my fist tightly closed around my dick head, I lowly pump it up and down the way I wish to fuck my Stepsister. “Unngh” I grunt into my fist in frustration. I want her, I want to fill her curious pussy now but I have to be patient. I will just sit back and watch the seed I planted in her mind grow. I just know she will come to me by herself when it's time…I didn't know it would be way too soon.