IN LOVE WITH MY STEPSON

5. Do me dirty

SASHA

The unusual sound woke me as soon as I rolled out of bed. I tilted my head, trying to catch where it came from. It was faint, but it pulled my curiosity. Quietly, I stepped out of my room and followed the noise down the hall. It led me straight to Williams’s door, which was slightly open.

Without thinking, I slipped inside. My eyes landed on him immediately. Williams was lost in pleasure, his hand moving up and down his thick c**k. He didn’t notice me standing there.

The sight hit me hard. I hadn’t expected this. The pillowcase I had grabbed to cover my t**s had slipped off without me realizing it. My breasts were half exposed, n*****s hard and peeking.

How did Williams’s c**k get this big? I always knew it was huge, but now it looked massive — bigger than ever before. The veins stood out sharply, showing he was still rock hard even though he was jerking off.

“Damn it!” I whispered, feeling my p***y throb as I watched him. My fingers slid inside my panties almost without thought. I wanted to touch myself, to match the burning heat I saw in him.

My n*****s hardened more as one hand moved to cup my left tit, squeezing gently while the other played with my c**t.

“Uuuugh!” I moaned softly, matching the sounds Williams made. The urge to take that c**k in my mouth hit me hard. I imagined swirling my tongue around it, tasting every inch.

But with the pleasure came a sharp stab of regret. I had left Williams once. I’d chosen Daddy over him. Now, watching him like this, I wondered if I’d made the biggest mistake of my life.

I rubbed my c**t harder, feeling a sharp itch that made me growl. I was getting lost in just watching him. What would happen if he was inside me now? The thought made my legs tremble.

I closed my eyes, ready to throw my head back in pleasure when suddenly—someone was there. A shadow moved in front of me.

“So, you’ve been watching me?” Williams’s voice was low but fierce. He had caught me red-handed.

I froze, cheeks burning. “I... I... uhm…” My eyes dropped to his c**k, then back up to his face. His eyes locked on my breasts, and I realized the pillowcase was gone. I was half naked.

His c**k was bigger than I remembered. Still hard, still thick and tempting.

“You’re one hell of a slut,” he said with a teasing giggle.

“Slut?” I mumbled, trying to hide my n*****s in my palms.

He stepped closer, grabbing me roughly and pressing his lips against mine. The pillowcase I’d picked up slipped from my hands and fell to the floor. I let out a soft moan as his mouth brushed mine. He pulled back, and I shivered.

He was punishing me. Getting me wet, then letting me want more without giving it. It was cruel — but I wanted it anyway.

“Tell me you want this c**k inside of you,” he whispered, hot breath against my ear.

I was trapped between two fires. Daddy was the love of my life. But damn, staring at Williams’s c**k made me wet in seconds.

I was about to answer when he spanked my ass hard. The sharp sting sent a thrill straight to my core. I knew Williams was Daddy’s son, but a taste of his c**k wouldn’t be so bad. Even if it was the last time.

“No answer? I’ll just put on my clothes,” he said and turned to leave.

“Wait…” I grabbed his arm before he could go.

“Please stay…” I whispered, lust burning in my eyes.

He smirked, pushing me back onto his bed. “So, you want this?”

“Yesss…” I sighed, my body aching for him. The thought of Daddy didn’t matter now. I promised myself this would be the last time I tasted Williams’s c**k. I wanted to know if he was better than the boy I once knew.

“Take off your panties. Spread those legs,” he ordered.

I obeyed without hesitation.

“Caress that pink bud with your hands,” he said.

“Huh?” I hesitated. I hadn’t agreed to masturbate for him again. Watching him and touching myself had been enough before. Now, I wanted more—wanted his c**k deep inside me, pounding hard and fast.

“Do as I said,” he commanded again.

I slid my fingers inside, thrusting deep while moaning loudly.

“Drill that p***y harder, girlie,” he said, standing over me. “I told you I was going to punish you for spying on me. Go ahead.”

I moved faster, fingers working my wet folds as my mouth fell open. I screamed, lost in pleasure.

“You sure remind me of that p***y,” he said, eyes dark with lust. “Funny how it’s going to be Dad’s soon.”

His words tried to make me regret being with Daddy, but I didn’t care. I’d hit my third orgasm just fingering myself. Now, I wanted his c**k more than ever.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered.

I obeyed, and he slapped his c**k against my face.

“Uuuuch!” I moaned as I imagined it sliding in, slick with my saliva.

“Play with my balls first,” he said, guiding my hands.

“Slide in already,” I begged softly.

“No. I want to know how much you’ve missed it. You can’t get this c**k you left so easily. You’ll beg for it,” he laughed darkly.

“I’m... I’m sorry,” I whispered, voice shaking. “You don’t have to punish me this much.” I felt tears prick my eyes. Why flaunt a c**k you wouldn’t give me before my eyes?

“Play with my balls, darling,” he said again.

I wrapped my hands around his shaft, jiggling it roughly.

“Ahhaaaa!” He groaned, pulling my hair.

Few seconds later, there was sound from the hallway made us freeze- the opening of the main door.

“Baby, I’m home!” Daddy’s voice boomed from the sitting room.

Williams and I both froze. His hand loosened in my hair, and I pulled back quickly, wrapping the pillowcase around myself.

“s**t,” Williams muttered.

I scrambled to get dressed, with my heart pounding like crazy.