Dad's Turn

James sat on the arm of the sofa next to his father, putting his arm around him.

Eric was an accountant, and no one ever embodied the archetype like him. Chubby,balding, nebbish and bespectacled he often preferred the simplicity of numbers and spreadsheets to the dirty work of interacting with people. That was why, in large part, he and Grace got together. She needed someone to boss around and Eric wanted someone to tell him what to do. His daughter Courtney filled that role just as well.

"Dad, do you remember your uncles box? The one I told you about? Well it caused all this. "

"No James this is wrong so wrong. She is your SISTER. How could you?" He blubbered.

"No Dad. How could YOU? How could you let these women walk all over you? How could you let them mistreat ME? Your only son!"

"But no, not anymore Dad. No one is going to treat me like shit ever again especially not these two uppity bitches. "

"James do not call your mother..."

"I WILL DO WHATEVER I PLEASE!" He roared leaping off the arm of the sofa.

"Courtney!" He shouted, his voice a whip crack.

And though he said nothing his mental command was immediate. The sloppy face teen girl slid off the sofa. Kneeling between her father's legs she twisted around with her back to him. She got on all fours, raising her pale heart shaped ass into the air while pressing her face and shoulders into the carpet.

He could feel his fathers desire rising. But like any proper father he tamped down the urge to fuck his offspring. But it remained, a tiny flame that James began to fan.

"Dad...aren't you sick of being bossed around by your own daughter? Sick of her prancing around in skimpy outfits like some MTV whore?" His father shifted awkwardly.

"When was the last time you had a peice of ass like that Dad? Ever? You ever fuck a tight teenage ass like that? I bet it's cherry too...Cort tell Dad here how many cocks have been up your ass."

"None." Came the muffled rely from Courtney's cum covered face.

"Hear that Dad... You'd be the first."

Sensing his the growing number conflict in his father James realized all it would take is the slightest nudge to push him over the edge.