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“Oh, yes, yes, fuck!”I slumped back on the bed and lay there breathing deeply. My fingers slid away from my wet pussy and I wiped them on the sheet. I had come but what I really wanted was a hard cock to fill me up. It had been two years since the last one and my body and mind was going crazy. No matter how many times I rubbed myself off or used my toy I needed more. It was so damn frustrating.Living in the hills outside a small town didn’t make things easier. I couldn’t just pop down to the one and only bar to try to pick up some guy, everyone knew me. On top of that, I had Sandy to think about. After her father had died in a motorcycle accident two years before, she had become even quieter than her usual withdrawn self.She was my step-daughter but I loved her dearly. Her mother had died when she was in her early teens and when her father, John, met me, she took it hard in the beginning. She still never called me Mom, it was always Nina. She was seventeen and only ten years younger than I. Over time we had become more like sisters than step-mother and step-daughter, and the death of John had made us even closer.When she graduated from high school, we had decided we should move to the city where she could go to university, but for the meantime, we were stuck in this hell hole.******Sandy was very independent and when I walked into the kitchen I saw that she had had breakfast and done her dishes. She usually left before I woke up and left a pot of coffee for me.John had left us well off with a life insurance policy and since the accident had been called a mechanical failure and the Ducati Monster had only been 6 weeks old, the company paid us a large settlement so we wouldn’t sue.But what was money when all we wanted was John back? I put most of into a trust fund for Sandy which would be released when she turned eighteen and the rest we used to live off.After breakfast, I did what I usually did, cleaned up, pottered in the garden, went for a walk and then the washing.As I walked into Sandy’s room with her clothes, I noticed her computer was on. Sometimes she was a bit distracted, so I decided not to tell her off. When I walked up to her desk to turn it off I noticed she had been using the cam. The other person’s camera was in an elevated position and it looked down on a bed. From what I could see it was a young man’s room, girly posters, a few of cars and weapons.I wondered who it could be, since as far as I knew Sandy wasn’t dating anyone and never had. She was a pretty girl with thick dark brown hair past her shoulders, an oval face with kind blue eyes and a button for a nose. She had inherited her father’s height and was close to five-ten.I had spoken to her about boys and dating but it seemed that she didn’t care. The high school she attended was small and I guess the option of dating material was limited. I was secretly happy about it because I didn’t want to deal with all the drama that a boyfriend could bring.I turned off the computer and decided to ask her later on. These days one had to be careful, there Ümraniye Escort were so many men out there in cyberspace that could convince an innocent teenager to do all kinds of crap on the screen.*****“Hi, Nina, I am home,” I heard Sandy call from the vestibule.I got up from the sofa and met her at the kitchen door. “Hi, how was school?”She hung up her light spring jacket on the hook on the wall. As she did I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra again. I had talked to her about it and the importance of giving her C cups support. She insisted on the bras made her skin itch.“Are you hungry?” I asked.“Sure, I could eat a sandwich.”“Good, come with me, I need to ask you something.”When the sandwich was ready and Sandy had taken her first bite, I sat down opposite her.“You left your computer on again.”“Oh, shit, I am sorry.”“Don’t worry about it, but what I wanted to ask you was, who were you camming with?”She stopped her hand, holding the sandwich an inch from her mouth and her eyes began to move. She was coming up with something, and it wasn’t the truth. I knew that look; she was going to lie to me.“Oh, I cammed with Aron last night, we are doing a school project together.”I had never met this Aron guy, not even heard him mentioned.“Uh-huh, and what kind of project is that?”She took a bite and after swallowing said, “Global warming.”“And you need to cam for that?”“Sure, he is doing all the graphs and I am writing the text. When he prints them out he shows them to me using the cam.”“Why not simply email them to you?”She was quiet for a moment. “Yeah, I guess we could do that.”I leaned forward and took her hand in mine. “I trust you, Sandy, I just want you to be safe, there are so many freaks out there.”She giggled. “Yeah, I know.”She left and I sat at the table thinking. She had lied about something, but I had no clue about what and I wanted to find out.******That evening Sandy went to her room around nine in the evening. She said she was going to cam with Aron and I said good night. While sipping on a glass of wine I watched a movie on the TV.When it was over around two hours later I decided it was time for bed and after leaving my glass in the sink I turned off all the lights and went upstairs.Passing Sandy’s room I saw the light was still on inside so I pressed my ear to the door and heard her giggle. Frowning I bent down and looked through the keyhole.Her desk was positioned so that I could see half of the computer screen and part of her back. She was naked on top and on the screen I could make out someone lying on the bed that I had seen earlier. Her giggle turned into a moan and as I watched I realized she was playing with herself.I quickly left and went into my own room where I sat down on the bed deep in thought.My step-daughter was camming with a guy while playing with herself. Was that wrong? God, damn, yes it was. Was it my business? Yes, she was still a minor.Should I confront her now? No, it was better to do it in the morning.My biggest concern was not the fact that she Ümraniye Escort Bayan was touching herself, which was fine and healthy, what did worry me, was if the guy on the other end was recording. That could lead to blackmail and harassment.I had a hard time falling asleep that night but I eventually did. I had decided to confiscate her laptop and give her a two week grounding for being stupid and putting herself in a dangerous position.******“Hi, you are up early,” Sandy said when she walked into the kitchen the following morning.I turned around from the stove and smiled at her. “Hi, honey. Did you sleep well? I decided it was my turn to make you breakfast.”She was dressed in a pink tank top that hung loose and barely covered the swell of her firm boobs. Her hair was tousled and she had a sleepy look on her face. Her long legs disappeared into a pair of white cotton shorts. I realized that it must be quite a sight to watch her play with herself and I immediately regretted that thought.“Thanks, Nina. That’s nice of you.”When we had eaten for a while I cleared my throat. “Sandy, I am grounding you.”She looked up from her plate. “Why? What did I do?”I sighed. “I am also confiscating your laptop. I know what you did last night with that guy on cam, Aron was his name I believe.”Sandy blushed. “Were you spying on my, that’s so fucking sick!”“Language young lady and I did not spy on you. I happened to walk past your door and I heard you. I looked through the key hole and saw what you did.”“That is so unfair. That is spying.”I picked up my empty plate. “End of discussion, get ready for school and I’ll see you later.”She stormed out and a few minutes later and I heard the entrance door slam shut. I did the dishes and then decided it was a good time as any to get her laptop.She had left it on again and as I walked up to it I saw a guy moving around on the screen. He was only wearing a pair of black boxers and his back was turned to me. He was a fine specimen of a young man with broad shoulders, thick arms, and legs. Something came over me and I quickly turned off Sandy’s cam and sat down at the desk. This way I could watch him without him seeing me.When he turned around I sighed. He had a nice washboard stomach and strong chest muscles. His face was angular with deep set eyes and curly black hair. My eyes were drawn to his shorts and as he walked up to his computer that must be under the camera I noted a big bulge. I swallowed and looked away for a second, fuck he was packing a nice sized cock, I thought.Suddenly there was a ping and when I turned back to the screen a text had appeared in a box.“Hi, still there?”I began to sweat. The guy thought I was Sandy. Then another text came up.“Hey, what’s happened to your cam?”I thought for a second and then typed.“Not sure, I have to check later. No time now.”“Okay, do you want to see him, one more time?”I figured I knew what he meant. “Sure.”He stood up and pulled down his shorts. A thick semi hard cock popped out and as I watched with Escort Ümraniye my eyes wide open it grew hard while he stroked it.He leaned forward and typed with one hand.“Do you like it?”“I love it.”Then the screen went black, he had logged off. I sat in the silence thinking about what I had just done. The guy looked to be in his late teens or early twenties. There was something familiar about him. Then it hit me, I knew this guy, and his name was Aron. He worked at the gas station I pass on my way into town.Then another thought went through my mind. I had Sandy’s computer, and she would obviously tell him what had happened as soon as she could. No more watching him playing with his cock for me, shit, I thought, I had actually liked what I had seen and wanted more.******When Sandy came home she ignored me and went directly to her room where she locked the door and didn’t come out until it was time for dinner. We ate in silence and it really bothered me.“Sandy, c’mon, you know you did something you shouldn’t have, but that doesn’t mean we can’t speak to each other,” I said.“I have nothing to say to you, leave me alone.”When she had finished she went back to her room and I did the dishes. After watching TV for a while I decided it was time for bed. As I undressed my eyes lingered over Sandy’s laptop that sat on my dresser. I stopped what I was doing and walked over to it and turned it on. As it booted up I almost changed my mind but there for a force inside me that didn’t let me. I could feel that my pussy was moist in my panties and I felt horribly guilty for what I was about to do.Sandy and I have similar bodies; the main difference is that she is slightly taller than I. I figured I could get away with pretending to be here as long as Aron didn’t see my face.I moved the laptop over to my desk and sat down in the chair. Before logging on to the Wi-Fi I checked the camera angle so it showed my body only. When the Wi-Fi connected so did the chat program and within a minute I was looking at Aron’s empty bedroom. It was just after eleven at night and I thought he might still be working, which would suck. I didn’t think I had the courage to do what I was doing again.My pussy had gone from moist to wet and I sat there on the chair wondering if I should just get on my bed, rub out a nice orgasm and leave the camming alone. At that moment a shadow moved in Aron’s room. Then, suddenly he was there, sitting at his desk.“Hey, I thought Nina took the laptop away?” he typed.“No, she gave it back to me.”“Cool, why can’t I see your face?”Shit, I thought, what do I say now? “I am not in my room and the camera can’t catch my face from where I am sitting.”“Weird, anyway, turn on the mike so we can talk, I want to hear your voice.”I thought for a second and then typed. “Sorry, Nina is around, I don’t want her to know.”“Okay, so do you want to get naked, baby? BTW, nice bra, I haven’t seen that one before.”Jesus, I was stupid. If they had been doing this for a while he would know most of Sandy’s underwear. “Nina bought a set for me, a kind of peace offering.”“Cool. Take it off.”I slowly unclasped the bra and let it drop to the floor.I could see him stare at his screen and his face looked like if he was thinking.“Sandy, your boobs look smaller.”“No, they don’t.”“Yes, they do, and your nipples are bigger.”I felt myself blush, I was busted.
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