by Shelly Pasia
Before her death, Charlotte’s mother set up a trust fund for her to cover her college expenses. Charlotte discussed with Greg about various colleges she planned to submit an application but Greg was shocked to learn that his daughter wanted to attend a college that was located far away from home.
“Daddy, I will call you every day,” said Charlotte to her father as she cupped his face.
“I will not be there the entire year since I will come back here for long weekends, vacations, and holidays,” she continued.
“We are still in the same country, I am not travelling to Japan,” she added.
As far as Greg was concerned, the college was in Japan. However, he did not want get in her way. He realized that a change of environment could help her a lot. A few months later, Greg helped his daughter to load her car. He struggled to hide his sadness as they kissed and said goodbye. He called her just ten minutes later.
“Hi dad, I am still in the neighborhood!” she answered the call with sarcasm.
“I know, I just want to tell you that I love you very much,” he said before to end the call.
The trip was long but she wanted to make it alone. She started calling her father every day and numerous times. He could not wait for her next call. Her flat was close to college and when she arrived there, she called Greg to tell him that she was getting settled in.
“The power and cable are already on and some students happily volunteered to help me unload my car,” she told him.
“They are guys, they selected the items that were heavier for me,” she added.
They continued chatting while she emptied her plate of noodle before to sleep. They ended the call and some hours later, Greg received an email. The sender was Electra. It was the name given to the spyware installed into Charlotte’s laptop. The mail was informing Greg that the IP address of the laptop had changed. Greg had forgotten about the software.
“I should have uninstalled it months ago,” he thought.
“I will do it later,” he added before going back to sleep.
Numerous weeks went on and they continued to talk each day just as she promised him they would. He was really grateful for her calls and told her that on various occasions. Charlotte called him to speak about everything.
“I have now the right decor in my apartment and I want you to see it,” she told him.
“Of course baby, email me the pictures and I will look at them,” he replied.
“Daddy, you are really old-fashioned,” teased the young woman.
“I sent you recently a link via an email to connect on Skype,” she added.
“It is a chat program on video, we can chat and see each other at the same time,” she explained.
Greg might be old fashioned but he was aware of Skype.
“Okay, I did not check the box but I will download it,” he replied.
Soon after the call, he opened the email and downloaded the application. He installed it and when he was done, he received a message that ‘Curvaceous desire’ would be added automatically to his contacts.
“Curvaceous desire?” read Greg loudly.
The last time he heard this name was over six years ago. It was the name Charlotte used the first time her mother brought him home. It was her introduction name. She did not have curves at that time but wanted them so bad that she called herself like this.
She would also introduce Greg as her ‘Naughty Stepfather’ from a show aired on a Disney channel. Since then, they started calling each other this way until Charlotte grew up. They forgot about those childish names.
When he finished installing Skype. He set it up and the application asked him for his surname.
“Naughty Stepdad,” he typed and clicked to finish.
Some minutes later, a song started coming from the computer and soon her stepdaughter appeared on the screen.
“Hello Daddy, or should I call you Naughty Stepdad?” she screamed.
“I nearly wet my pants when I saw your username in my list of contacts,” she added.
“Hello Curvaceous Desire,” he replied with a grin.
“How are things in Japan?” he asked.
She began giving him a complete tour of the apartment. She showed him everything she made herself from the items she purchased locally. The kitchen, living room and dining room were brought together in a single huge room. There was a corridor that led to the bathroom and her bedroom.
She put the laptop back down and sat in front of it in the bedroom. Greg could see the frame of her bed in the background with the door giving access to her bathroom.
“Well, your bedroom looks just like yours here,” he pointed as he saw towels and clothes everywhere.
“I know,” she replied with a giggle.
“I will gather them later,” she added.
Then, she blew her stepfather a kiss and Greg returned it.
“Good night Daddy,” she said.
“Good night baby,” he replied.
The chat ended and they both got ready to sleep. The following day, Greg was back from his work when he spotted a text on the computer. He had missed a video call from Curvaceous Desire. He decided to call her back after dinner.
He clicked on the icon and the music started.
“Stupid ring tone,” he whispered.
A few seconds later, there was a flash on the screen and it went dark soon after. Greg could hear some song coming from Charlotte’s room. The room was dark but he could see the frame of a door.
“This must be the door of her bathroom,” he said as he looked carefully.
Then, another light flashed before being followed by a blur appeared on the screen and went into the door of her bathroom. He knew now that her laptop was in her room since he could see her towels and clothes scattered all around.
Some minutes later, Charlotte appeared from the bathroom. She had a towel around her body and she was singing along with the beat Greg that was playing through the speakers and Greg could still hear it.
The young woman was swaying side to side with her hairbrush in her hand. She was holding the brush up while dancing. She used the hairbrush as if it was a microphone. She was singing as if she had a huge audience in front of her.
Greg waved to her but Charlotte did not respond as she walked past the camera and reappeared without paying attention to the screen. Greg could still hear his daughter singing when she reappeared in front of the screen.
She was now wearing a mini night robe and continued to dance all around the room. The fabric did little to cover her body and whenever she lifted her arms above her head to clap her small hands, Greg could see the bottom of her panties. The young woman clapped, swirled and twirled as if she was on a stage and needed to keep the crowd entertained along with music.
When the song ended, Charlotte bowed in front of her invisible audience to thank them for their appreciation. She bowed numerous times at the waist and exposed her ass to her stepfather each time since her panties were really tight and hugged her skin closely. Greg could see the outline of his daughter’s cunt with every bow and Charlotte bowed over and over.
He clicked on the screen to end the call. He blushed. He was embarrassed if what he saw just a few seconds ago. He was embarrassed that he was unable to disconnect the call from the beginning. He was ashamed that he found some wicked pleasure in watching his daughter exposing herself in front of him.
He spent some time thinking about it. He was afraid that Charlotte would noticed his call and know that he had watched her dancing in her room while wearing a short robe. He was afraid that his daughter would know he watched all of her motions that exposed her tight panties with her private parts.
When his mobile phone rang and he saw the name of his daughter on display, Greg did not have the courage to answer the call. He was still embarrassed and let his voice mail receive the call.
Finally, the older man gathered his courage after midnight and picked up his phone to listen to the voice mail.
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��Hello daddy, this is Charlotte,” said the woman.
“I wanted just to say goodnight, I missed chatting with you today,” she continued.
“I will call you tomorrow in the evening, good night daddy,” she said.
“I love you,” she added and the call ended.
“She did not sound angry, even upset,” he thought.
“In fact, she sounded as usually, normal,” he continued.
“Maybe, she did not know that I called her early and watched her swaying around the room,” he thought as he decided to check his computer.
He turned it on and the desktop appeared in front of him. There were no messages and no missed calls from Skype.
“Maybe she did not know that I watched her,” he thought as he opened his connection and checked the Skype log where Charlotte called in the day earlier.
He erased the entry.
“What if I can also erase the entry in her log?” he thought, then it hit him.
“Electra!” he almost said loudly.
He opened the application and cleared the message about the change of IP before refreshing his screen. Charlotte’s laptop was still on but in an idle mode for more than four hours. He knew that she should be sleeping by now. Therefore, he took a deep breath before connecting.
A screen asking him to log in appeared in front of him with numerous options. He selected one and continued until he was now able to look at the screen of Charlotte’s laptop. He noticed the alert text about a missed call from NaughtyStepdad.
Greg felt really naughty as he clicked on the window and deleted the entry. He let out a sigh of relief as he was now sure that his daughter would not find out about his voyeurism.
He noticed some icons at the right side of the screen and he activated some of them. One was the mic of the laptop while the other one was for the cam. He clicked on the mic icon and listened.
There was a silence. Then, he switched on the volume of his own speakers and there was a noise of air that filled the room. Greg realized that he could hear his daughter breathing.
Her breathing sounded quiet and gentle as if she was sleeping. He felt a huge relief as he was now sure that she did not know what he did. She did not know that he watched her gorgeous ass when she leaned over in front of her invisible audience to bow, to expose her pussy to him through her satin pink knickers. Greg noticed a bulge in his pants.
“Holy Jesus, I am getting an erection thinking about my daughter,” he thought.
“No, my stepdaughter,” he corrected himself.
“No, she is my daughter,” he added.
Then, he head a kind of soft moan coming from his speakers and he noticed that Charlotte’s breathing was getting now heavier and faster. He heard another moan and wondered if she was dreaming.
Greg remembered the pole in his pants as it rubbed against the fabric.
“Mmm,” he heard through the speakers and it was now louder.
“Ooooh Daddy…mmmmm,” he heard again.
“What? No!” he thought as he did not believe his ears but his cock throbbed in his pants.
His cock was so aching now that he had to take it out to calm down the pressure.
“Daddy…ooooh yeeess…mmmm…Curvaceous desire likes it,” Greg heard from his speakers.
The older man did not think as he clicked to turn on the camera of his daughter. The room was a bit dark with the light from the bathroom on as she did not close the door completely. She used to sleep with a light on even when she was at home.
A few seconds later, Greg could see the bed at the side of the screen with Charlotte’s silhouette laying on her back. He was able to see the frame of her body and the small light from the bathroom displayed the outline of her boobs through her night robe. He saw as Charlotte gently stroked her globes.
“Oh yeessss Daddy, please,” murmured the young woman.
Then, Greg saw Charlotte slipping her hand down her tummy and beneath her panties while she leaned one of her legs at her knees for a better access.
“Yes Daddy…oooohh…just there…right there Daddy, rub there,” she moaned through his speakers.
She thrusted her hips up and down to meet her moving fingers while she massaged her cunt in front of her stepfather.
“Ohhhh my Goooooddd!” she screamed as an orgasm rocked her body.
Then, she froze with her hips up and caught her breath as she relaxed. She moved her hand back up to her chest and moved it to her mouth.
“Daddy…mmmmm…that is delicious,” she moaned as she sucked her fingers.
“Do you want to have a taste?” she said.
Greg convulsed suddenly while he exploded with his semen covering the screen of his computer. The force of his orgasm surprised him as he did not realize that he was jerking off hard while watching his stepdaughter masturbating in front of him.
He disconnected the contact and sat back to think about the events numerous times. He wondered if Charlotte really called his name while pleasuring herself. He could not believe that he saw her licking her fingers and tasting her cunt juices before to offer him a taste.
However, he knew that he was not imagining it. His daughter masturbated while fantasizing about him. He was unable to think straight as he turned off the computer and decided to take a shower in an attempt to calm his nerves and see more clearly.
The End