Submissive Stepmom Novels & Stories

she said, getting up, already ready to leave. Even if my mom was a bitch, she sometimes does think about me. "Thank you, Mom!" I shouted to her, going figuratively. She waved bye. I only smiled. My mom and I have a bittersweet relationship. She is not a bad woman, just a bit greedy—or say, a lot greedy. She can do anything for money. Sometimes it scares me, but I don’t want it to happen that she ends up selling me just for money. She is not a loyal type. I don’t know why my soon-to-be step-dad is destroying his life marrying her.

My father’s new wife. I still wasn’t used to saying that word—stepmom. She was nothing like what I imagined a stepmother would be. No prim sweaters or kind motherly energy. Vanessa was… vibrant. Curves poured into a silky sundress that clung to her hips like it was designed just for her. Sun-kissed skin, legs for days, and a smile that could ruin a man if he stared too long. She wasn’t even forty yet—barely seventeen years older than me.

With the other hand he spanked her ass hard while she continued riding him. “You’re such a filthy fucking stepmom,” he snarled, thrusting up brutally. “Begging your own stepson to choke you and breed you on your husband’s bed. What kind of mother are you? You’re nothing but a cum-hungry breeding slut now.” Lena’s eyes rolled back in ecstasy, her pussy clenching hard around his cock. “Yes! I’m a filthy breeding slut!” she cried. “I’m your stepmom but I’m addicted to your cock! Choke me harder while you breed me! Make me yours!”

I was dripping. Mom sighed, pouring coffee. “Your stepdad had too much last night. Men and their get-togethers.” She kissed my forehead. “I just want us to be a complete family, sweetie. A real family.” But what she didn’t know was even with my step daddy in the picture, her constant absence in my life still made us an incomplete family. She mentioned my stepdad, it only made my pussy wetter. “I know, Mom. You’ve done everything for me.” My voice was sweet, likeable, hiding the storm I was brewing.

I would just have to trust her. I walked up to the front door and opened it to the sight of my mom kneeling on the floor, her hands cuffed behind her. I shuddered at the sight of her big breasts thrusting out before her, both her nipples properly pierced. She had a ring gag in her mouth, forcing her jaw open. Her shaved pussy dripped with juices. She acted prim and proper because she was a true submissive wife. She lived that Stepford life. Dad held the leash attached to Mom's collar. He wore a pair of leather pants and nothing else. He was strong and in great shape for an accountant. He didn't have his glasses on. He grinned at me. This was it. I felt his pride.

I shove my blanket over my head but I know I can’t hide from this. My door slowly opens and I start to tremble. “I know you are awake honey,” my step-mom says with a soft voice. The blankets are ripped off my body and I turn around, staring at the “bitch”. She is smiling, a dreamy look in her eyes, and sits down next to me. “You love me right, unlike your dad? You want me here, right?” I didn’t say anything, just staring at her in fear. I hate this feeling. I hate feeling powerless. I want to shove her away, but she is stronger than me. She is muscled, stronger than the other women around me and I am still small. My dad told me he was also a late grower.

I hate it how my mother’s name rolled so sexily out of his tongue, that tongue was dipped into my pussy just now. “So Danny, I would like you to escort my beloved, new daughter, who came here to kill me, to the dungeon and hold her there until my further orders.” I gasped. I was speechless at the audacity of this man. Firstly, he fucked me and then he dumped me, then he claimed to be my stepfather but not my mate, and now this motherfucker was putting me into jail! That was absurd. “Yes, Alpha.” Danny, the omega, grabbed my arm and he started dragging me out.

“Tell me what you want me to do honey. Beg for it! Say it!” ‘Why don't you kneel and show me how good you are and make me happy? Suck it!” Suck, what?! I have seen a sex scene when my mom was raped. But I don't understand what should be sucked. “Faster! Be my slave and treat me like a king. “ “Get enough of me! Ugh! So good.” With stealth, I carefully reach the doorknob, twist it, and push the door without making a sound.

Six years of tireless devotion earned her the title of a competent stepmother. What about Lauren? She had just given birth to them, and she vanished right after. For the past six years, she hadn't done anything for her children. Yet, she expected to be more important than Rhea? At that moment, Carter felt that he had made a grave mistake. Rhea, a stepmother, never once tried to use the kids to win him over. But Lauren actually thought that they were useless to her and wanted another child. "Carter, don't misunderstand me. I know I haven't been perfect with the kids, but I'm learning. You have to give me time," Lauren said.

If anyone had told me that I’d spend my summer with my rock-hard cock shoved in my stepmother’s mouth, I would’ve laughed, called them insane, told them to quit it, that it wasn’t funny. Sure, my stepmom was hot. She was much younger than my father with the kind of body and face that could make any man look twice. She had this seductive aura radiating off her, the kind that made her tempting even when she wasn’t trying to be.