Only in my dreams could I conceive what is happening. I must be dreaming, this can't be real, can it ? I wake from the dream of having sex with my married woman. A dream I now realize, because my wife had died two years ago. The ambition is of my wife twenty-years-younger, but I 'm the age I am now. I 'm still groggy from sleep, but the dream seems to go on in my thinker, as I 'm feeling acute joy in my groin.

I run my hand under the covers wanting to stroke my cock. Wait, my peter is hard, and something is moving down there. I'm still dreaming ? I focus my heart in the moonlight coming through the window and bill the blanket moving up and down. I pull the blanket off, and the beautiful face of my married woman Eve stairs back at me. Piercing blue devil eyes stare into my very soul, her boldness happy as her mouth slides up and down my cock.

"Eve, is that you ?"I ask.

She just smiles with her eyes as she continues to fellate my stiff rooster. Eve had adored performing fellatio on me, and also loved the taste of my cum. I just close my eyes and love the tactual sensation. I fear I will wake too soon and screw up this incredible experience. It feels so real, I never want it to end.

I feel her arrest sucking me and look down to see her crawling up my physical structure. She sits unsloped and takes my cock and places it at her voiced, wet entrance. I watch as I 'm engulfed in the penetrating lovingness of her scented pussy. postponement, her puss is bare ; Eve never shaved her pussy. She had always had a thin mat of dirty blonde pubic hair.

"Eve, did you shave, dear ?"I ask.

She continues riding me without answering as I look at her consistency. Her dummy are more prominent than I remember, and she is thrusting intemperately and fast. Eve was always blue and slow.

Her sexual climax tiptop as she continues and mine follows right after. It finally dawns on me that I am awake, and it's not my wife, but her lookalike, her mini-me.

"Rachel ?"

"Yes, daddy."She responds.

"Rachel, baby, what are you doing ?"I ask.

"I'm making us feel good silly,"she responds.

"baby, I love you so much, but you shouldn't be doing this. I'm your daddy sister, and daddy aren't supposed to lie with their infant,"I say.

"pop, I'm not a baby anymore. I'm XXII, the same age momma was when you first laid with her. I want to be with you like this, and momma said it was okay for me to be with you."

"Baby, your mama loved you more than life, the Saame way I do. We both wanted you to observe a wonderful man that would show you all the rejoice life sentence could offer."

"daddy, come with me."

Rachel catch my helping hand and pulls me out of bed. Both of us are still naked, and I can't avail but marvel at my daughter's ravisher. From the time she was xvi until my wife died, hoi polloi had commented on both how beautiful she is and how often she looked like her female parent. She pulls me into the keep room and asked me to sit on the couch.

I hesitate, realizing both of us are naked, but reluctantly sit. Rachel loads a disk into the thespian and turns the T.V. on. She comes back to the sofa with the remote control in her hired man and sits next to me.

"Now daddy, this is going to be unvoiced. The disk I just put in is momma before she died. mommy and I made this for you, but she told me not to play it until I thought you were set. It's okay to cry papa, I'm sure I'll cry, but mamma wanted to tell you something after you had time to heal. It's okay to touch and accommodate me because I want you to, and I want to support you while we watch this together.

rent are already streaming down my face as I think about seeing Eve again. Rachel pushes play, then slips her blazonry around me, and my dear sweet Eve appears on the projection screen, naked.

"Hi, bathroom, hi, babe. I'm guessing I've been gone for a yr or more, but know that I will always love you, and my spirit is sitting next to you.

can, dear, you were the sexual love of my aliveness, I just regard aliveness would consume given us more than time. But, I know that my mini-me is sitting next to you and is now cook to contain my place. I mean that in every sensory faculty of the words, John.

Honey, I know you never looked at her with anything but the adoring eyes of a Church Father. But, John, Rachel has loved you as More than a father since she hit puberty. I thought she would grow out of it. I even had her talk to a psychologist for a while, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Rachel's heart wanted something I thought we could never present her.

Then, I was diagnosed with cancer, and I realized one day, that I hadn't given birth to my daughter, I had given parturition to my permutation. My consolation is that I got to learn her grow into a fine young char. A charwoman I would be lofty to feature to take my piazza. face at her sitting next to you, Saint John, she is a goodly and more beautiful version of me. I mean just smell at her spectacular chest, I always dreamed of having breasts her size.

I'm guess that this good morning you woke to her giving you an incredible cock sucking, or maybe even riding your beautiful cock. It's going to come as a shock, beloved, but it's not the first time. Rachel gave you her virginity when she was sixteen, just after I was diagnosed. Honey, I'm sorry we took vantage of you, but I knew you would never do anything with her as long as I drew breather. You're just such a heavy sleeper, I figured I could teach her what she needed to experience. Please understand, my love.

Honey, I know legally she can never be your wife, but I want you to marry our daughter. I want you to give her the Same life you gave me. She has my meshing and wedding tintinnabulation, but I told her to never wear upon it unless you slip it on her finger. You have my blessing if your substance so desires.

John, I urge you to give her the Same erotic love and devotion you gave me. I have seen her heart, and it is devoted to only you. If you reject her as your lover, she will still stay close as your daughter, but I don't believe she will ever be whole without you.

Oh, and by the way, honey, you know the dildo replication I had made from your beautiful turncock ? It was for Rachel. Now my Darling, if it is in your heart and soul, I want you to leave her the Lapplander passionate kiss you always gave me. It will be her first gear. Then I want you to get honey to her right wing there on the same couch you and I made love on a thousand times.

Goodbye, my love, Goodbye, my sweet girl, I promise to catch over both of you."

We both sit there, holding one another while the tear subside. I feel Rachel look up at me, so I look down and gaze into her captivating blue heart for a mo before I pressed my backtalk to hers. I push my spit into her warm oral fissure, our spit meet and trip the light fantastic toe passionately around our mouths.

I lay back on the couch, and force Rachel on top of me as I go. As Rachel is fully on top of me, she presses her warm mound onto my manhood. The mania in our kiss intensifies as she grinds her damp sex against me.

She finally pulls away from our kiss."Oh pop, I've wanted this for so long. I want you to give love to me. constitute me feel like a veridical woman."

"Okay, baby, I always enjoyed pleasuring your mother first. I want you to sit on my dresser to I can give you an climax with my tongue."

Rachel sits on my chest, and I pull her sexy bare muff to my mouthpiece. I poke my tongue out and divide her lips apart. I can still try my own cum as I dip into her honeyed initiative. The smell of her sex permeates my senses, and her gratifying nectar combines with my own cum dripping in my mouth.

Rachel is now riding my oral cavity and spit as I bring her to orgasm quickly. Eve had always been a talented lover but was mostly quiet during sex. Rachel, however, was very outspoken and directing as she humped my face.

"Yes, dad, yes, right there, oh yes papa, fuck me with your knife. Yes, oh god papa, yes, suck my clit daddy, oh god, oh god, daddy, I'm cumming."

Rachel cum spectacularly, drenching my face in her nectar. She screams, she moans and uses words that would make a Panama blush. I continued to lick and clean her sweet succus as she comes down from the most intense coming I have ever witnessed. I avoid her clit, but when I pressed my mouthpiece to her opening, she shuttered and has another orgasm.

I kept licking her until she tells me to hold back, she can't payoff anymore. She rolls over and down on the floor.

"My turn, daddy."

Rachel kneels between my ramification and begins giving me a blowjob. She is howling at giving fellation. Like Eve, Rachel doesn't have a gag reflex and can easily take me into her pharynx. She also has a long pointy tongue that she uses to great effect.

Her tongue whirl around my cockhead, tickling the sensitive underside before she plunges me into her throat. Then with my cock buried in her throat, her clapper would reach out to lap up my balls. The flavor in her eyes was somewhere between passion and lust as she brings me to my second orgasm of the morning.

"Did you like it, daddy ?"

"Yes, baby, that was tremendous. I can't believe how ripe you are at fellatio."

"Mama taught me well. I did it a lot to you before mama died. You almost caught us a few times. I always gave you headspring under the binding, and mama would watch you in case you woke up. If you did wake up, she would quickly carry my place. Then as she got sicker, she started making you turn out the lights so I could conduct her place."

"Baby, why would a beautiful young woman like you want to be stuck with a forty-five-year-old man ? You have your entirely biography ahead of you, and my life is half over. You just graduated from college, you've started your first job. The world is at your feet."

"dad, I tried to date guys and girlfriend, but nothing clicked for me. I always end up comparing them to my low gear love, and they never measure up. I mean, there were a match that I thought I could be with, but my heart always told me, ‘ Your low gear and only love is waiting for you at home.'”

"child, it isn't a question of passion. No one will ever eff you more than I do, but people around here know you're my daughter. Carrying on an incestuous relationship can have dire consequences."

"I've thought a lot about that. Daddy, you and I are both technologist, and I know I don't have any real experience yet, but you do. I want to open our own occupation with the money mama left me. I've actually been doing a lot of research, and there is an old established firm for sale a couple of century international nautical mile from here. The owner wants to retire and is uncoerced to sell to an experienced engineer."

"Baby, I've been at this same companionship for twenty dollar bill years."

"I know daddy, but think of what you and I could do together… as… a husband and wife team."

"Let me believe about it, baby."

I go to go thinking a lot about my sprightliness. I have indeed been feeling make to reenter life. Rachel has made my life more comfortable, but the thought of incest worries me. In the daylight, couldn't I love Rachel as my wife ? If I'm honest with myself, there have been more than a few prison term I had looked at her as a woman, especially since Eve died. God, it felt good this morning.

Nothing could organize me for my homecoming this evening, though. Rachel meets me at the door the way her mother used too.

"Welcome home, darling,"she says. She gives me a passionate French buss, then turns and manner of walking to the kitchen. She is wearing an apron, only an forestage with her intact backside exposed. She gets halfway to the kitchen, stops, and looks over her shoulder.

"Dinner will be set up in a few,"she says,"and dessert,"she shakes her bum,"will abide by after."She winks and proceeds into the kitchen.

"holy place hell, I'm in trouble now,"I think.

Rachel calls me to dinner a few minutes later, after I wash up. I couldn't help but notice a few of her john product were now in the victor bathroom. I go into the dining room, and there is only one place setting.

Rachel walks in completely nude and solidifying dinner in straw man of me. Then she sits in my lap, grin, and starts to bung me what she prepared.

"You're not going to take a leak this easy on me, are you ?"I ask."And what's with calling me darling now ?"

"Why, favorite, I would never try to make you do something you didn't want to do,"she replies.

"Your female parent always said that right field before she got me to do something I didn't want to do. She also used to say, ‘ good men sometimes need a nudge in the rightfulness focusing to do what they need to do.'”

"mammy did say that, didn't she,"says Rachel.

"And calling me darling ?"

"Well, daddy, I figured if we do start living as man and married woman, it will not do for me to shout you daddy in world. So I need to start calling you something else. Mama called you, darling, honey, and love, so I thought I would use those too."

"Baby, you know I love you more than than anything in this world. I don't think I would have made it without you after your female parent died. I want you to be felicitous, not just today, not just tomorrow, but for the rest of your biography. I just don't see why you would want an old guy like me when you could have any Cy Young guy you wanted ?"

"pa, I've dated guy my age a few multiplication, and even though they were good looking, intelligent, and nice guys, I just didn't look attracted to them. I look at good looking guys your age, and I just find all giddy inside. If you reject me, I would be sad and would probably find somebody one day, but whomever that person would be, they would be around your age. I know there's a tabu around the character of human relationship I'm asking you for, but I want it. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to cause it encounter ; if you'll have me."

For an answer, I stare lovingly into her beautiful blueish eye for a moment, then hand out and commit her face to mine. I kiss her with a cacoethes that until this moment had been reserved for my deep wife. Rachel responds by melting into my arms and returning my kiss with be enthusiasm.

We kiss for several bit before I try to give the kiss, but Rachel isn't having it. She seems to double over her exploit and her cacoethes. As our kiss continues, she repositions from sitting on my lap to straddling my lap. Then she moves my left hand to her bum, and my decently hand to her breast.

We continue to snog as I explore and fondle her tight young physical structure. Rachel has her female parent's face and boilers suit height and conformation, but the law of similarity stop there. Rachel has bigger bosom and a R. Buckminster Fuller bum. Eve's tit were like turgid raisins, whereas Rachel is unaired to a entire grape size.

It seems odd for a second base that I'm comparing my wife and daughter in this way, but the persuasion passes quickly as Rachel starts grinding her sex into mine. I begin to conform to her thrusts and advertize her pelvis into mine when she finally brakes the kiss.

"Oh, pappa, I've wanted this for so long, I can't show how happy I am right now. I love you so much."

Rachel pulls me into a miserly embrace and whispers into my ear."Take me to bed and make love to me, Daddy."

I stand up, and she wraps her stage around my waistline. The finger's breadth of my right hand shift between her thighs and touch the warm moist plication of her slit. Rachel moans into my ear as my finger's breadth ran back and Forth. I make it to my bed and lay her depressed and just kind of declivity on top, as she will not unloose me from her grasp.

I roll to the English, and she goes with me and ends up on top. As she looks down at me, there is a fire in her heart like null I had ever seen. I'm wearing a button-down shirt ; she didn't bother with the push and just grabbed at the catch and ripped it open, sending buttons flying in every direction.

I felt powerless as she continues on to my pants. She unbuckles my belt and pulls down the zipper and begins removing my pants and boxers. She gets them to my knees before realizing I have shoes on ; slip-on luckily. One shoe flew to the right, and one to the left wing, and my gasp and boxers quickly follow.

She quickly has my already difficult cock in her hand, stroking it, looking at it with lust in her centre as she licks her backtalk. She leans down and licks the tip before I grab her under the arms and pull her up. I roll her to the bum, then kiss her hard on the lip for a moment.

"No, baby,"I say."This night is about you and giving you my love."

I move down to her business firm breasts, kissing the ring of color in circle around her large tough nipple. I suck her left nipple into my mouthpiece while rolling the right between my fingerbreadth. Rachel moans lightly and push button my face against her titty. I spend several minutes sucking both mamilla until they are John Rock toilsome. I take each teat between my thumb and fingerbreadth and keep to wheel and massage them as I work my way down her body.

I kiss around her smooth, sporting mound, and then get a puff of her olfactory property. Her smell is a lot more potent then I have imagined and made me drunk with lust. I can't waiting any longer and have to taste her. Her nectar is slurred and icky like honey, and it tastes sweet with just a hint of tartness. I run my tongue the length of her slit, and it blossoms open like a rose opening to the sun.

Rachel cries out,"Oh god, daddy, what did you do ?"

I run my clapper up and down, then dip into her opening move. I had never known a char to get so wet this early. I suck and lingua at her opening for a import, and she fills my mouth with her nectar. I lick back up and flick her clit a few times before sucking it into my mouth. My sucking took her over the edge, and she has the most powerful orgasm I have ever witnessed. She bucks and squirms, and clamps her wooden leg down on my head.

"Oh nooky daddy, oh my god, piece of tail, shtup, oh FUUUUCK."

Her nectar is so thick and has soaked my face so a great deal. I thought I have been slimmed with ectoplasm. ‘ Who ya gon na call ?'

It takes several minutes for her to add up down from the rafters before she finally speaks.

"Oh my god, daddy… that… that was AMAAAZIING !"

"child, hasn't anyone ever done that to you before ?"

"No, daddy, no one but you has ever touched me down there. Oh, except Billy, he tried to finger me once, but it mostly hurt, so I made him discontinue. I've given a couple of boys handjobs, and I gave sea dog a blowjob, but as I told you, It just didn't look right."

"So you never experimented with a lady friend ?"I asked.

"Yes, pappa, I played with a girl in college. We kissed and touched, but nothing more. It was fun, but I just don't flavour attracted to girls."

"Honey, liking girls is zippo to be ashamed of. I hate to weaken your prototype of her, but your mother had sex with a few adult female in college."

"Yeah, I know, she told me, but I've never been interested in having sex with a woman."

"Okay, babe, I just don't want you to think it's wrong."

"Okay, daddy, can I have your affair now ?"

I kiss her button and leaf it with my clapper, which makes her give a little yelp. Then I move up her body and position my hammer, and drive forward. Rachel is so guileful and wet I slid in without movement. She lets out a retentive slow moan as I thrust into her.

I begin long, slowly slash, and Rachel seems to be enjoying the pace. As I continue pumping, I lean down and fellate both of her nipples. She wraps her legs around my waist and encourages me to be active at a profligate pace. I spend a few minutes thrusting into her heavy, then ask if she wants to try a different position. We switch places with her riding me cowgirl. The sight of my beautiful twenty-two-year-old daughter riding my turncock is doing the trick.

"Baby, let me know when you're getting close, so daddy can cum with you."

"Okay, daddy, not much longer."

Rachel rides me a trivial yearner until she starts pumping me hard and fasting."I'm close, dad !"

"sister, I'm going to cum !"

"Yes, daddy, yes, cum with me, oh yes, pa, I'm cumming, oh god, yes !"

I explode into my girl as her climax hits her.

"Oh god daddy, that feels so estimable, I feel your hot cum in me. I feel so nail, oh yes."

She falls forward onto my chest, panting like she just ran a marathon. We lay in each other's subdivision, recovering. It is unfeigned ; I, too, have felt an emptiness that is now gone. I once again feel complete again. It amazes me, but the substance from my married woman gives me a flavour of pacification inside with what I have just done.

"So baby, I notice you moved some of your stuff in here."

Rachel lifted her foreland and smiled,"Hehe, yes, darling, I thought I might want a few essentials in our bedroom."

"So it's back to darling now ? Were you so certain I'd say yes to you and your mom's proposal ?"

"Yes, its darling, honey, or dearest. Unless we have companionship over that knows us, or we're having sex. I kind of like calling you daddy when we have sex. And, mama told me if I did everything right hand, and waited boulder clay you were set, You'd fold like a bum suit."

"Well, no one knew me better than your mother, and no one knows me better than you. Be thrifty with the darling's and dear's, you don't want to make a mistake of when you use it."

"seminal fluid on, dad, let's go take a lavish and get ready for bed."

*

Over the next week, I study the company prospectus my daughter had given me. I hated to leave my current ship's company, and the home, my wife and I had built together. For a life with my daughter to deliver the goods, though, we have to actuate away from multitude who know us.

We went to see the proprietor of the troupe. The agent told us he is a ill-humoured old bastard that has turned down every prospective buyer they have sent over. Rachel and I had rehearsed what we would say, and I thought our meeting went well. The owner is in his late sixties, and he and his wife had started the business XL years ago, and were gear up to retire. He is concerned about his current fifteen employees, and wants to make sure anyone that buys the business is in it for the long haul. We assure him we are a get married couple that will be purchasing the company to put down rootage. He is especially imprint that both of us are engineers, but that I also have a business degree.

We get the song from the Broker about a hebdomad later that the owner likes us and wants us to run his business. The agent doesn't go into details, but we will match the owner and his wife over dinner on Sunday.

We meet Betty and Robert at the Kalabash Club in what would soon be our new town.

"Robert, It's so good to see you again,"I say as we shake hands.

"Yes, it's a pleasure to see you and Rachel again. This is my wife Betty, please make a seat."

In a very southern drawl, Betty spoke,"pappa and I are so pleased you could join us. Daddy had a good impression after meeting you finale week. I'll let him explicate the details, but we look forward to working with you."

Betty calling Robert daddy gives me chills. But we sit and have drinks while we listen to their proposal. Rachel and I will amount into the business as the new managing directors. In rally for paying the Broker fees, we will experience twenty percent of the caller. Betty and Henry Martyn Robert will stay on for two class to relieve the modulation but will be taking three calendar month of vacation every year to travel. At the end of the two days, they would simply break us all but 35 pct. Twenty percent of the business is owned by the employees, and Betty and Robert will retain fifteen percent. When both Betty and Robert have passed away, their 15 percentage will go to the employee account.

Rachel and I step away to consider their about generous pass. It is really an amazing offer, they were basically giving us the stage business in exchange for paying the factor. Rachel came up with only one doubtfulness, what would our salary be during the conversion ? So we go back and sit down to hash out this final question.

"We really like what you're oblation us, it's an nonplus go. We just need to know what you plan on paying us, as we will demand money to go on ?"asks Rachel.

"Daddy and I pride ourselves on being average with our employees. We usually hire new locomotive engineer or new employees right out of college. If say, we hired soul with three years of work experience, we would pay them the same as any early three-year employee. Every job has a Qaeda pay, then a specific swelling for each year of armed service. Then every two years, we do a price of living adjustment. So, John, you will get the same pay as Robert, and Rachel, you will get base electrical railroad engineer pay. How does that vocalize ?"asks Betty.

"That sounds very menu Betty. John and I accept your generous pass,"says Rachel.

"Great, now that that's out of the way, I'm famished. valet de chambre, would you order something for us while we go powderise our noses ?"asks Betty.

Betty stood and extends her hired man to Rachel, and they walk off to the powder room.



[ Rachel's Narration ]

I walk into the gentlewoman's room with Betty leading the way, and we stand at the mirror chit-chatting about the area until Betty gets serious.

"So, bread, what happened to your female parent ?"

I'm a little taken aback by the interrogative sentence, but reply,"She died a piddling over two years ago from cancer."

"Oh, I'm so drear, dear. I didn't mean to open a injury,"Betty states.

"I'm O.K. with it now. I watched and cared for momma for four old age, so I guess it prepared me a footling, but I've healed,"I reply.

"Yes, I'm sure it's still tough on you, though. Is John over her passing yet ?"Betty continues fixing her constitution in the mirror before stating,"I imagine he still grieves for his married woman at fourth dimension. It took Henry M. Robert four or five eld to get over the death of his wife… my mother."

I just stand there with my heart beating out of my bureau as Betty negotiation. Betty turns and looks at me with a wicked lilliputian grin, then takes my hands in hers.

"What, you think we didn't know lavatory is your sire. Sugar, we've been searching years for a couple that 's like us. My female parent died when I was Pres Young, but her last was a car accident. So I didn't have the time to fix like you did, but Daddy gave me his undivided care as I grew up. He took me to the beach for my seventeenth birthday, we were supposed to deliver a two-room suite. Instead, it was a king-size bed and a couch. He wouldn't let me sleep on the couch, and I wouldn't let him sleep on the couch. So we did the only consistent affair, we shared the bed. I woke in the morning with my helping hand resting on his very gruelling cock sticking out of his trunks. I started to represent with it, then decided I wanted to take up it. Daddy woke up disoriented, but I convinced him to make love life to me. We've been living as man and wife ever since, forty-years now."

I stand there flabbergasted for a present moment retentive before I could address,"But… how did you figure us out ?"

"Daddy says you have lav's middle, sassing, and capitulum. So he researched you after you left. He found a pic in your college paper from when you graduated, captioned'Daughter follows in her father's pace to become an engineer.'”

"I… I don't know what to say. We were doing this to so people wouldn't know ; I'll have to talk to my dad and make sure he still wants to do this. With you knowing and all."

"loot, before you make any blizzard determination, know this. Almost all of our employees and their spouse are closely related. We have start cousins, aunt and nephew, chum and baby, two sisters, a transgender, and a few other odd union. We look for those that are often shunned by the remainder of the macrocosm. They all know about and accept daddy and me as a husband and wife that are also father and daughter. We won't out you if you don't wishing it, but I would advance you too. Your new employees will feel at simplicity if you do, and they will be your new syndicate and champion that you don't have to hide out from."

"This is… overwhelming. We were planning on hiding this from everyone,"I respond.

"wampum, if you take this pot, you will not need to hide out,"says Betty."And sugar, just so you know, daddy is having this same conversation with St. John. We thought it would be less jarring if we each talked to you individually."

"I guess it really would be decent to not throw to hide from everyone,"I say.

Betty and I finish and walk back to the board. Daddy is sitting with a deer in the headlight look. He doesn't respond when I call his gens, so I walk around the table and plant a passionate osculation on his lips. He came too and responds by kissing me back with the like passion. I broke the kiss and spoke gimcrack enough for Betty and Robert to hear ;

"It's fine darling, we're home. ”