Risky Whispers

Charlotte’s POV

I pretended to sleepwalk into Sebastian’s room for the second time that night, heart pounding as Mom snored softly in the next room, determined to make my stepfather lose control again no matter the cost.

The past few nights had been pure torture. I’d slipped into his room twice before, wearing nothing but the stolen collar and sheer panties, pressing my body against his while whispering naughty words.

Both times he’d woken up hard, growled warnings, and sent me away with a stinging spank that left me dripping and frustrated in the hallway. But tonight felt different. Mom had come home exhausted from another long day chasing deals, and the house felt heavier with secrets.

My pussy still wants him even after my experience from our first night and the office tease, and faint traces of his cum had lingered inside me for days like a dirty reminder that I belonged to him now.

I crept through the connecting shadows, the leather collar tight around my throat. My nipples were hard peaks in the cool air. I pushed his door open silently and stepped inside. Sebastian was still awake this time, he stood in front of me in just boxers, his muscular frame tense like he’d been waiting despite asking me to leave earlier. His intense eyes locked on me immediately.

“Charlotte,” he hissed, voice low. “Not again. I’m trying to protect us.”

I didn’t stop. I walked straight to him, dropping the innocent act. “You can’t protect me from this, Daddy. I want your cum leaking out of me everyday. I want to have you any time I want. I feel how you stretched my virgin pussy.”

I climbed onto his lap, straddling him, and ground my soaked bare cunt against the thick bulge in his boxers. “I ride your collar every night thinking about you choking me while you breed me again.”

His hands gripped my hips hard like he wanted to fling me, but he didn’t push me away. “Fuck, princess… Stacy is right next door. She’s a good woman. She’s sacrificed everything for this family.”

I leaned in, kissing his neck, then his jaw, while my hand slipped inside his boxers to stroke his massive cock. It was already rock hard, thick and veiny, leaking precum over my fingers. “Then why does your cock jump every time I touch it?” I whispered, pumping him slowly.

“She’s always tired from working. You planned that vacation to finally be rough with her, didn’t you? But she said the company and family image come first. I won’t say no, Daddy. I promise to be a good girl. I love the way you lose control.”

Sebastian groaned. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a hot, heavy kiss. His tongue claimed my mouth while one hand slid between my legs, two thick fingers plunging deep into my dripping pussy. I moaned into him, riding his hand as he fingered me roughly, curling just right against that spot that made my toes curl. His thumb rubbed my swollen clit in tight circles. The wet sounds were obscene in the quiet room.

“You’re so fucking wet for your stepdad,” he growled against my lips, spanking my ass hard with his free hand. The sting made me clench around his fingers.

He choked me lightly with the other, right over the collar, eyes dark with that hunger Stacy never satisfied. “This is wrong. I’m supposed to be better than this.”

But his body betrayed him. He added a third finger, stretching me, pumping faster. I rocked on his lap, stroking his cock in rhythm, smearing his precum everywhere.

I felt strong at this moment, I wanted to moan loudly but I couldn't. My mom was sleeping next door.

Then I got scared. What if we get caught tonight?

For a glorious moment, I almost backed out when he lifted me slightly, positioning his thick cock at my entrance, ready to slam me home again. “Just once,” he muttered, selfishly. “Then we stop for good.”

I was about to sink down onto him when we heard mom stirring in the next room. Next was footsteps. Then the bathroom door creaked open.

We froze. Sebastian’s fingers were still buried deep inside me, my hand wrapped around his throbbing cock. My heart hammered so loud I was sure she could hear it. Yet my pussy clenched desperately around his fingers as Stacy moved around in the bathroom, water running.

“Shhhhh, don’t make a sound,” Sebastian whispered, eyes wild with lust and fear. His thumb kept rubbing my clit in tiny, dangerous circles. I couldn’t help it.

I started grinding slowly, silently on his thigh and fingers, chasing the edge while Mom was literally feet away. The danger pushed me closer to cumming than I’d ever been. Tears leaked down my face from the intensity. This was addictive and destructive.

But I wanted all of it. “Damn the consequences.” I murmured.

Mom lingered longer than usual. The toilet flushed. Sink ran again. Every second stretched like torture and heaven combined. Sebastian’s cock twitched in my grip, leaking steadily. He spanked my ass lightly again in warning, but it only made me grind harder, coating his thigh with my juices.

Finally, her footsteps retreated. The connecting door stayed closed, but the tension didn’t break. Sebastian’s breathing was ragged.

He forgot himself and admitted it in a heated whisper. “She leaves me starving, Charlotte. I love her, but this… you give me what I’ve needed for years.”

I smiled yet terrified he’d pull away again.

Hope soared as he positioned me once more, ready to fuck me properly.

Then he snapped.

In one smooth move, he bent me over the edge of his bed, face down into the sheets. He covered my mouth with one strong hand and thrust his thick cock deep into my soaked pussy. I screamed silently into his palm as he pounded me hard and fast, silent but viciously choking me lightly with the collar, spanking my ass with every thrust. The wet slap of skin was muffled by the storm outside.

He drilled me like a man possessed, growling low in my ear. “Take Daddy’s cock, you filthy little slut. This pussy is mine.”

My orgasm hit like lightning, my pussy squirting around him as I shook. He kept fucking me through it, deeper, harder.

Boom! A sharp knock sounded on the connecting door.

“Sebastian?” Mom’s voice, concerned and close. “What’s wrong in there? I thought I heard something.”

He froze balls-deep inside me, hand still clamped over my mouth, my pussy clenching wildly around his throbbing length.

Then the knock came again, louder this time.