Her Stepfather’s Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Sebastian’s POVI couldn’t stop seeing Charlotte bent over my bed with my cock buried inside her, but every time I looked at her innocent face across the dinner table, the guilt made me want to run mad. The house felt too quiet after I sent her away from the shower. I locked myself in my home office, heart still racing, cock still half-hard from the sight of her naked and dripping. Water droplets from my rushed shower clung to my skin. I sat in my chair, pants open, and wrapped my hand around my thick cock before I could talk myself out of it.“Fuck,” I groaned, stroking slowly at first. The memories hit hard. Charlotte’s tight virgin pussy clenching around me while Stacy slept next door. The way she squirted when I choked her with that stolen collar. Her soft cries of “Daddy” as I filled her with cum. My hand moved faster, slick with precum. I imagined bending her over the desk right now, spanking that soft ass red while I pounded her deep.Then I realized myself. What the hell wa

Sebastian’s POVStacy asked me to take Charlotte to her mother-daughter career day because she was too busy to do so, not knowing I’d spent the night before stroking my cock to the memory of fucking her daughter next door.I sat in my office, staring at the laptop screen without seeing anything. My mind kept replaying the same scene, Charlotte bent over my bed, my thick cock buried deep inside her tight pussy while Stacy slept just one room away. The way she squirted. The way she whispered “Daddy” when I choked her. My cock was rock hard again just thinking about it.I rubbed my face, trying to push the thoughts away. I had to stop this. I genuinely wanted to be better. For Stacy. For our family. For Charlotte. She was my stepdaughter, for God’s sake. My phone buzzed. Stacy.“Hey honey,” she said when I answered. Her voice sounded tired but excited. “Please don’t forget Charlotte’s mother-daughter career day, she’ll feel bad if none of us shows up. You know how it is, work comes fir

Charlotte’s POVThe housekeeper Maria returned from her short holiday and suddenly my secret nights with Sebastian became ten times harder. She’s got sharp eyes that seem to follow my every short skirt move and accidental bend.She showed up at the door with her suitcase, smiling like always, but I felt the shift immediately. Maria had worked for us for years. She’s loyal. Quiet. And the type of woman that notices everything. “Miss Charlotte,” she said that first morning, pulling me aside in the hallway while Sebastian was in his office. “Those clothes… are you okay? This isn’t like you.”I tugged at the hem of my tiny skirt. “It’s just a bit hot lately, Auntie Maria. Besides fashion these days, it keeps evolving, you know?” The excuse sounded weak even to me. My heart raced. I couldn’t sneak into Sebastian’s room as easily anymore. Not with her watching.She gave me that motherly look, I can’t blame her, she’s always been this way to me since my mom isn’t always around. “Be carefu

Charlotte’s POVSebastian made me promise never to seduce him again after doing it with me in his office, but the emptiness without his cock was driving me crazy.I couldn’t stay away even if I tried.Three days. That’s how long I lasted before the ache got unbearable. My body remembered everything. The stretch. The way he choked me just right. The hot rush when he filled me up. Nothing else came close. Not my fingers. Not the collar. Not even the videos I used to love.Even masturbation cannot quench this hunger.I tried to behave myself. But every time I saw him across the table or heard his voice in the hallway, my pussy clenched like it had a mind of its own. Auntie Maria made it worse. She was everywhere now, folding towels, wiping counters, watching me with those careful eyes. “You’re playing with fire, miss,” she said one afternoon when she caught me in another short skirt. “I see the way you look at him.”I laughed it off. “It’s just clothes, Auntie Maria. Relax.” The lie ta

Charlotte’s POVAuntie Maria overheard me talking dirty to Sebastian on the phone, but instead of running to tell Mom, she gave me a warning that only made me want him more.I just hope she won’t be a snitch because she loves mom so much. She found me in the laundry room the next morning, folding towels and some clothes. Her face was tight. I couldn’t tell if she was angry or not. “Miss Charlotte,” she said quietly, closing the door behind her. “I heard you on the phone yesterday. With him. What you’re doing… it’s going to destroy this family. Please. Stop before it’s too late.”I felt my cheeks burn. Part of me wanted to shrink. The other part, the one that had learned to take what it wanted while Mom was always gone, stood up straighter. “It’s not like that, Auntie Maria. You don’t understand.”She gave me a long look. You know that type of I know too much look. “I see how you look at each other. How you dress for him. Be careful. There are some things you can’t take back.”“Auntie