Your father asks you to fuck your stepmother

You have dinner with your dad, stepmom, and half siblings. Dean is brimming with a boy’s curiosity, bombarding you with questions as he meets his big brother for the first time.

“What do you do, Tyler? Why do you live away? How is it living in a big city? Is it true you and Mom were in school together? What video games do you like? Do you like video games? Why do you have black hair?”

And a dozen more.

You answer him to the best of your ability.

“I work at a tech firm. We work with computers. I moved with my mom after she and Dad divorced. It’s busy and expensive living in the city. I’m thinking of moving back to a small town and working remotely. My job allows full remote work. Yes, your mom and I went to the same high school at the same time. We had classes together and did group projects. Yes, I like video games. We can play together sometime. I have black hair because my mom has black hair, and I inherited it from her.”

Meanwhile, Nancy, your half sister, is shy. She listens to you and Dean talking but does not say much, only watching you with bright eyes.

“Are you going to stay with us from now on, Tyler?” she finally asks, her voice innocent.

“No,” you reply with a sigh. “I’m only here to visit.”

Both Dean and Nancy look disappointed.

“I wish you stayed,” Nancy says softly.

You also speak with your father and Jessica.

“I heard about your cancer diagnosis, Dad,” you begin hesitantly. It is the main reason you are visiting him and your hometown after nine years. “How are you now?”

Your dad replies with a tired sigh. “The cancer is in remission after chemo,” he mutters, “but there have been side effects. Food tastes bland. I feel weaker than I used to. I had to retire as sheriff. I have other issues as well.”

You feel bad for him.

“I’m so sorry, Dad. I hope you get better,” you say seriously. “Is there anything I can do to help while I’m in town?”

Your dad and Jessica exchange glances at the question.

“Well,” your father starts, “you might…” He looks at your half siblings. “We’ll talk later.”

Later that night, after Dean and Nancy are put to bed, their bedtime being early since they are kids, your dad calls you over to his bedroom. It used to be his and your mom’s, but now it is his and Jessica’s. You are curious why he is calling you at such a late hour.

"Come on in, Tyler," your father invites you with a smile.

You feel surprised and awkward entering the bedroom. Jessica is sitting on the bed wearing red lingerie, while your father sits on a couch next to the bed, wearing only white boxers. Jessica is a sexy, fit twenty-seven-year-old, and your father is a fifty-five-year-old with a gut. Both of them smile at you.

"What did you call me for, Dad?" you ask, trying not to ogle your young stepmother’s lingerie-clad body. It isn’t easy.

Your father exhales, his shoulders sagging. "Ever since the chemo, my libido has dropped. I’ve been having trouble getting it up these days." He sighs. "Jessica and I used to be insatiable. We used to fuck several times every night. Now, I can’t even get hard most nights." He shakes his head. "I’m failing in my duties as a husband, and my wife’s needs aren’t being met." He stares at you. "You asked if you could help while you’re in town. Well, son, I need you to fuck my wife."

You feel your face flush red. Your cock is already throbbing at the prospect of having sex with your sexy stepmom. "Is Jessica okay with this?" you ask weakly.

Jessica giggles. "I always had a crush on you back in high school, Tyler. You kept missing my signals, but I definitely would have fucked you if you hadn’t left town after Mark and your mom divorced." She licks her lips, caressing your father’s crotch over his white boxers, giving his cock a playful squeeze. "But don’t get me wrong. Your dad has such a great cock. For the last nine years, your dad and I have been fucking each other’s brains out." She sighs. "Cancer sucks, though. Your dad just can’t fuck me as hard as he did before the chemo. We were really excited when you said you were coming." She shifts on the bed, her thighs parting just enough to let you see the glisten of arousal on the lace between her legs. Her grin is wicked, her voice a velvet dare. "So tell me, Tyler… are you going to be a good boy and fuck your stepmommy raw?"