Stepson Novels & Stories

My lips parted, but I was unable to speak as it just occurred to me that back at school, there’s a senior I have the most obsessive crush on, and even though he’s never noticed me, I know just about everything there was to know about him. His name is Ace Wendell. The hottest and most sexy guy in school. He’s just as mysterious, too. Oh, God, he’s so perfect, and most times at night, I touch myself thinking about all the bad and nasty things he would do to me if I had just the perfect opportunity to spend a night with him. Ace Wendell. So, you’re now my stepson... I just hope I’m right, because I can’t think of anything else that’ll make this marriage bearable

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,"

She was a home wrecker in disguise. Not the usual kind that snatches husbands-but the sneaky kind who aimed to steal my stepson. A stepson with the thickest dick I had ever seen. "You said you were going to get the groceries, right?" Daddy asked as he descended the stairs. "Yes. I'll use the Mercedes," I said, grabbing the car keys.

James also chimed in as he offered a deep bow, his silky white hair falling forward as he lowered his head. “Huh? Doctors?” Darren raised an eyebrow, murmuring under his breath. “We really need those in the base, don’t we?” “We’re friends. Good friends,” one of the teenagers, a female, spoke up as she stepped forward, holding tightly onto the boy beside her. “The apocalypse took our parents and other family members away from us. I’m Stephanie, and he is Stephen.”

There he was. Johnson. My nineteen-year-old stepson. Facing the door with wide eyes, mouth agape. His right hand was clutched to the front of his gray sweatpants, clinging to the obvious, the large bulge. He was hard. Painfully so. He was looking at my bare wet body as if he had been thirsty for months and found water.

I sat with my friends at the corner table, picking at my food while my mind kept drifting back to Sebastian’s hard cock and the way he’d walked out of the shower like I was nothing. My thighs pressed together under the table. I was still sore from our last time, my pussy can still remember our raw dogging. The hurt from the way he walked out on me sat heavy in my chest “Guys, I need some advice,” I said quietly. “There’s this older guy. Really older guy. We hooked up once and it was… intense. But now he’s avoiding me.” My friends leaned in, eyes wide. No one knew it was my stepfather. I kept that part locked tight.

The second my face was clear my uncle’s jaw flexed once. Stephen looked between us, confusion all over his face. “Wait. You two know each other?” I let out a short, broken sound that was almost a laugh. “He’s my step-uncle.” Silence. Stephen’s mouth opened. Closed. Then he scoffed, the sound sharp and stupid. “No way. That’s actually wild.” He turned to my uncle with a grin that was pure nervous energy. “No offense, but you’re like the oldest tipper we’ve ever had. Grandpa energy for real.”

Lush’s POV I sat at the long dinner table in my stepdad's big house. The party was full of rich people laughing and clinking glasses. But my eyes kept going to him. Alexander Voss. My stepdad's best friend. He was a billionaire who ran huge companies. He had this bossy way about him that made my body react. His jaw was strong, his eyes blue and sharp. He yelled at the waiters to hurry up, and it made me think of him holding me down, telling me what to do.

Mom: Louis needs space for his gear Me: what have I got with this? Mom: I just want to warn you and .. Me: do what you want mum, his equipment put it where you want I don't care I'm getting out of there again, he's pumping my air out. I have to go and cool off a bit Louis A few hours later, my wife decided to store my materials in her late husband's studio. Carla: I don't understand Ashley's behavior anymore Me: a teenager, when a stepfather comes into the life of a child that's how it goes

Declan explained. “So, where do I come in and what or who is this so-called obstacle?” Asked Elizabeth “His name is Carl, my mum's stepson, and he seems to take a liking to Kira.” Said Leila Elizabeth raised a brow, “your mother's stepson you say?” Leila nodded anxiously, “yes, but I don't have his picture here with me. I will send it to Declan, so he can show it to you.” “Ok.” She muttered absentmindedly. “Do that, and I would get back to you later.” Elizabeth dismissed them, giving them a stare that says she was done with them.