Tight Stepdaughter Novels & Stories

drink and while away time but my legs aches so much,so I decided to sit and watch everything going on. "I see you finally got......a good cock to ride your virgin snatch" mom said as.....I clenched my fist. Sometimes I wonder if......am really her daughter,cause she super hates me but am not about to back down,am going to show her who.......the real bitch is. "Oh....yeah,too bad yours is already slacked and cannot be managed by hot and striking dudes like Bradley, don't stare too much,he has two women" I replied and went to join Poppy on her table.

“Fuck me!!" How I love this. She was my best friend's daughter, I was her stepfather…I loved quenching her desire. I'm not proud of it. But I love it

His breath, steady and controlled, disturbs them further. My grip tightens on the pole. "You hold tension in your left shoulder when you're afraid." His voice is low, unhurried, almost conversational. The voice of a man discussing something obvious. "You always did." My left shoulder is rigid. I hadn't noticed. "You're stronger than you were at seventeen." A pause. "You hide it better too." I don't answer. My heart is slamming against my ribs. My hands are gripping the chrome so hard the metal is warming under my palms.

My daughter hated me. On the day of the pack's full moon celebration, I put on the new dress my mate had given me and asked her, "Sweetheart, do I look pretty today?" She leaned against my mate and shook her head in disgust. "Daddy, look. Mommy's waist is so big. She doesn't look pretty at all." When I limited her snacking, she turned around and told my mate I was starving her on purpose. When I made her train on schedule, she cried and said I was trying to wear her out so she wouldn't surpass me when she grew up. My mate, the Alpha, was always busy. At first, he would hold her and soothe her. "All right, Daddy knows." Eventually, all he gave her was an impatient frown. Until the day she acc

My stepmother vouched. Grace was feeling fly, she was glad she wasn’t the one sent to Michael. “Mommy, I heard he is a strict man,”Grace inquired. My stepmother sighed,“Yes, strict and harsh. To the extent that even I can’t deal with him. Am sure Wendy must have tasted his bitterness”.

" There are lots of questions you can ask. Go meet him. At least this time, you can't say that I couldn't fulfil my dream because of my parents and my children." " M- Mom?" " We love you, Oryx. We cannot act like those sweet parents. But we don't neglect your happiness for our selfishness! At least our strictness and our rude behaviour pushed you to do everything that you liked to do. I never wanted my daughter to face something I faced as a daughter. But I knew my life was controlled by someone else even when I had you. That's why I wanted to push you so hard that you turned into a rebellious daughter and chose your path. You did well. Go to your son. He can be discharged anytime?"

It was like he never wanted to walk back through the door, so we were left to our own devices for most of our teenage years. Not that we ever dared to act out or misbehave. I love my Father, but he’s ruthless and exacting. He has high standards for his daughters. Bella’s the perfect Luna in training, and now she’s married to the next Alpha, Josh. Even if she’s fucking someone else.

I tightened my fingers around his cock, just slightly, and a groan reverberated from his throat, a sound that made my pussy clench. “Yes,” he managed to say. He swallowed hard, his throat working, and his hands rose as if to push me away, stopping just an inch from my skin. “You should stop. This… this isn’t right.” “What is not right?” I pressed closer, my chest almost touching his, my hand still wrapped around his cock. “You being hard because of your stepdaughter?” He opened his mouth, lips parting, some protest forming, some denial clawing its way up his throat.

Renard instinctively took a small step back. “He sucked on my clit until I came so hard. He even taught me how to touch myself properly so I could feel good while he’s away. But… it’s nowhere near as good as when he does it.” She looked up at him with big, needy eyes. “I’ve got all this built-up tension inside me, Daddy. I’m so horny all the time now, and he’s three states away. I don’t know how I’m going to handle it…” Renard stared at her for a long moment, his mind racing. Even though he was her stepfather for like four years, he had raised her like his own. What she was doing, what she was clearly suggesting, was crossing every boundary imaginable. But he wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly w

“Your mark is nothing to me anymore, we aren’t bonded together, you are not my mate,” “What you think it belonged to you did it survived, so leave me alone!!” “I’m your stepdaughter.” I inhaled sharply, the rejection hitting deeper than I expected. I had spent years building the strongest pack, securing our legacy. I made sacrifices. I endured pain. And yet, my son stood against me. “You can come back to the pack,” I said, attempting to soften my tone. “Both of you. I’ll give you your own quarters, your own command. We can fix this.”