Only in my ambition could I gestate what is happening. I must be dreaming, this can't be real, can it ? I wake from the dreaming of having sex with my wife. A ambition I now realize, because my wife had died two old age ago. The pipe dream is of my wife twenty-years-younger, but I 'm the age I am now. I 'm still groggy from sopor, but the dream seems to extend in my mind, as I 'm feeling intense pleasance in my groin.

I run my hand under the covert wanting to stroke my dick. Wait, my pecker is intemperate, and something is moving down there. I'm still dreaming ? I focus my eyes in the Moon coming through the window and notice the blanket moving up and down. I pull the blanket off, and the beautiful face of my wife Eve stairs back at me. Piercing blue heart stare into my very soul, her face 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 cock. Eve had adored performing fellatio on me, and also loved the gustatory modality of my cum. I just close my eyes and enjoy the flavour. I fear I will wake too soon and spoil this unbelievable experience. It feels so real, I never want it to end.

I feel her stopover suck me and look down to see her crawling up my physical structure. She sits upright and takes my putz and places it at her soft, wet entrance. I watch as I 'm engross in the penetrating warmth of her Henry Sweet pussy. Wait, her pussy is bare ; Eve never shaved her pussy. She had always had a thin mat of dirty blonde pubic hair.

"Eve, did you plane, honey ?"I ask.

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

Her orgasm bloom as she continues and mine follows right wing 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 palpate dependable silly,"she responds.

"child, I love you so a good deal, but you shouldn't be doing this. I'm your daddy sister, and daddies aren't supposed to lie with their babe,"I say.

"dada, I'm not a babe anymore. I'm twenty-two, the Lapplander age ma 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 same way I do. We both wanted you to find a rattling man that would record you all the joyousness life could offer."

"pop, come with me."

Rachel grab my paw and drag me out of bed. Both of us are still naked, and I can't help but marvel at my daughter's beauty. From the metre she was xvi until my wife died, mass had commented on both how beautiful she is and how much she looked like her mother. She pulls me into the living room and asked me to sit on the couch.

I hesitate, realizing both of us are naked, but reluctantly sit. Rachel loads a magnetic disk into the histrion and turns the T.V. on. She comes back to the couch with the remote in her bridge player and sits next to me.

"Now daddy, this is going to be severely. The disc I just put in is mamma before she died. Mamma and I made this for you, but she told me not to bring it until I thought you were quick. It's O.K. to cry daddy, I'm certainly I'll cry, but mamma wanted to recite you something after you had time to heal. It's OK to touch and hold me because I want you to, and I want to hold you while we watch this together.

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

"Hi, John the Evangelist, hi, baby. I'm shot I've been gone for a year or more, but know that I will always love you, and my disembodied spirit is sitting next to you.

John, honey, you were the love of my animation, I just wish life would give given us more fourth dimension. But, I know that my mini-me is sitting next to you and is now set up to take in my place. I mean that in every sense of the Son, St. John the Apostle.

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

Then, I was diagnosed with cancer, and I realized one day, that I hadn't given parentage to my daughter, I had given birth to my replenishment. My solacement is that I got to watch her grow into a fine young woman. A woman I would be gallant to have to take my place. face at her sitting next to you, Saint John, she is a healthier and more beautiful version of me. I mean just look at her dramatic chest, I always dreamed of having breasts her size.

I'm guessing that this break of day 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, love, 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 breath. You're just such a grievous sleeper, I figured I could learn her what she needed to make love. Please understand, my love.

Honey, I know legally she can never be your wife, but I want you to splice our girl. I want you to hand her the same liveliness you gave me. She has my betrothal and wedding ring, but I told her to never wear it unless you slip it on her finger. You have my grace if your heart so desires.

John, I urge you to give her the same honey and devotion you gave me. I have seen her pith, 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 totally without you.

Oh, and by the way, honey, you know the dildo replica I had made from your beautiful rooster ? It was for Rachel. Now my darling, if it is in your marrow, I want you to give her the Sami passionate kiss you always gave me. It will be her low gear. Then I want you to make believe lovemaking to her right there on the same couch you and I made love on a thousand times.

Goodbye, my erotic love, goodbye, my perfumed girl, I promise to watch 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 stare into her captivating naughty eyes for a import before I pressed my backtalk to hers. I push my clapper into her warm mouth, our tongues meet and dance passionately around our mouths.

I lay back on the sofa, and pull Rachel on top of me as I go. As Rachel is fully on top of me, she presses her quick mound onto my manhood. The rage in our kiss intensifies as she grinds her dampish sex against me.

She finally pulls away from our kiss."Oh daddy, I've wanted this for so tenacious. I want you to make erotic love to me. Make me sense like a real woman."

"okeh, baby, I always enjoyed pleasuring your mother first. I want you to sit on my chest to I can give you an orgasm with my tongue."

Rachel sits on my chest, and I pull her sexy bare fumble to my back talk. I poke my glossa out and split her rim apart. I can still smack my own cum as I dip into her sweet hatchway. The smell of her sex permeates my good sense, and her gratifying nectar combines with my own cum dripping in my mouth.

Rachel is now riding my mouth and tongue as I bring her to orgasm quickly. Eve had always been a gifted lover but was mostly quiesce during sex. Rachel, however, was very vocal music and directive as she humped my face.

"Yes, daddy, yes, right-hand there, oh yes pop, fuck me with your tongue. Yes, oh god papa, yes, give suck my button daddy, oh god, oh god, daddy, I'm cumming."

Rachel seminal fluid spectacularly, drenching my aspect in her nectar. She screams, she moans and uses language that would make a sailor blush. I continued to lick and clean her sweet juices 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 chess opening, she shuttered and has another orgasm.

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

"My turn, daddy."

Rachel kneels between my legs and begins giving me a blowjob. She is marvellous at giving fellatio. Like Eve, Rachel doesn't have a gag innate reflex and can easily take me into her throat. She also has a long pointy tongue that she uses to big effect.

Her clapper swirls around my cockhead, tickling the sensitive undersurface before she plunges me into her pharynx. Then with my peter buried in her throat, her tongue would reach out to puzzle out my balls. The look in her eyes was somewhere between making love and lust as she brings me to my indorse orgasm of the morning.

"Did you like it, daddy ?"

"Yes, baby, that was fantastic. I can't believe how adept 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 head under the cover charge, and mammy would watch you in caseful you woke up. If you did wake up, she would quickly take my place. Then as she got sicker, she started making you turn out the Christ Within so I could take her place."

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

"Daddy, I tried to date guys and girls, but zip clicked for me. I always end up comparing them to my first erotic love, and they never measure up. I mean, there were a couple that I thought I could be with, but my gist always told me, ‘ Your first and only be intimate is waiting for you at home.'”

"Baby, it isn't a question of erotic love. No one will ever be intimate you Thomas More than I do, but people around here know you're my daughter. Carrying on an incestuous kinship can give dire consequences."

"I've thought a lot about that. dada, you and I are both engineers, and I know I don't have any very experience yet, but you do. I want to spread out our own business with the money mama left me. I've actually been doing a lot of research, and there is an old established business firm for sale a couple of C miles from here. The owner wants to retire and is willing to trade to an receive engineer."

"Baby, I've been at this same company for twenty years."

"I know daddy, but think of what you and I could do together… as… a married man and married woman team."

"Let me think about it, baby."

I go to work thinking a lot about my life history. I have indeed been feeling ready to reenter life. Rachel has made my life story more well-to-do, but the thought of incest trouble me. In the daylight, couldn't I love Rachel as my married woman ? If I'm honest with myself, there have been More than a few times I had looked at her as a woman, especially since Eve died. God, it felt good this morning.

naught could prepare me for my return this eventide, though. Rachel meets me at the door the way her female parent used too.

"Welcome house, darling,"she says. She gives me a passionate French kiss, then turns and paseo to the kitchen. She is wearing an apron, only an apron with her entire posterior exposed. She gets halfway to the kitchen, stops, and looks over her shoulder.

"Dinner will be ready in a few,"she says,"and afters,"she shakes her bum,"will conform to after."She winks and payoff into the kitchen.

"sanctum hell, I'm in problem now,"I think.

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

Rachel walks in completely nude and sets dinner in front of me. Then she sits in my lap, smiles, and starts to feed me what she prepared.

"You're not going to lay down this leisurely on me, are you ?"I ask."And what's with calling me darling now ?"

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

"Your mother always said that right wing 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 right direction to do what they need to do.'”

"mommy 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 prognosticate you daddy in public. So I need to bug out calling you something else. mama called you, darling, dear, and honey, so I thought I would use those too."

"infant, you know I love you more than anything in this world. I don't think I would have made it without you after your mother died. I want you to be well-chosen, not just today, not just tomorrow, but for the rest period of your biography. I just don't see why you would want an old guy like me when you could have any young guy you wanted ?"

"daddy, I've dated guys my age a few meter, and even though they were good looking, intelligent, and nice guys, I just didn't feel attracted to them. I look at good looking guys your age, and I just find all vertiginous 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 taboo around the type of family relationship I'm asking you for, but I want it. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to attain it bechance ; if you'll have me."

For an answer, I stare lovingly into her beautiful dismal eyes for a moment, then reach out and pull her cheek to mine. I kiss her with a Passion that until this moment had been reserved for my late wife. Rachel responds by melting into my arm and returning my kiss with equate enthusiasm.

We kiss for several minutes before I try to go the kiss, but Rachel isn't having it. She seems to repeat her endeavour and her passion. 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 right hand to her breast.

We continue to osculate as I explore and fondle her tight young consistence. Rachel has her mother's side and overall superlative and shape, but the law of similarity stop there. Rachel has larger mamilla and a fuller bum. Eve's nipples were like turgid raisins, whereas Rachel is confining to a full grapeshot size.

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

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

Rachel pulls me into a loaded embracing and whispering into my ear."Take me to bed and defecate honey to me, Daddy."

I stand up, and she wraps her legs around my shank. The fingers of my right wing hand slip between her thigh and touch the warm moist flock of her pussy. Rachel moans into my ear as my finger's breadth ran back and Forth River. I make it to my bed and lay her knock down and just kind of fall on top, as she will not release 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 centre like nothing I had ever seen. I'm wearing a button-down shirt ; she didn't botheration with the buttons and just grabbed at the arrest and ripped it open, sending push flying in every direction.

I felt powerless as she continues on to my pants. She unbuckles my smash and pulls down the zip fastener and begins removing my trouser and bagger. She gets them to my knees before realizing I have brake shoe on ; slip-on luckily. One shoe flew to the right, and one to the left, and my pants and bagger quickly follow.

She quickly has my already hard peter in her hand, stroking it, looking at it with lust in her optic as she licks her lips. She leans down and licks the tip before I grab her under the weapon and pull her up. I roll her to the arse, then kiss her hard on the mouth 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 lap around her large hard teat. I suck her left nipple into my mouth while rolling the right hand between my finger. Rachel moans lightly and thrust my facial expression against her breast. I spend several minutes sucking both nipples until they are sway hard. I take each nipple between my pollex and finger and bear on to roll and massage them as I work my way down her body.

I kiss around her smooth, clear pile, and then get a puff of her odour. Her sense of smell is a lot more brawny then I have imagined and made me fuddle with lust. I can't wait any long and have to try out her. Her ambrosia is thick and gooey like dearest, and it tastes sweet with just a hint of tartness. I run my natural language the length of her slit, and it blossoms open like a rose opening night 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. I had never known a cleaning lady to get so wet this other. I suck and tongue at her possible action for a moment, and she fills my mouth with her nectar. I lick back up and jerk her clit a few time before sucking it into my mouth. My sucking took her over the border, and she has the most herculean orgasm I have ever witnessed. She bucks and wriggle, and clamps her pegleg down on my head.

"Oh fuck daddy, oh my god, fuck, fuck, oh FUUUUCK."

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

It takes several minute of arc for her to hail 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 stop. I've given a couple of boys handjobs, and I gave jackfruit a cock sucking, but as I told you, It just didn't flavor right."

"So you never experimented with a girlfriend ?"I asked.

"Yes, daddy, I played with a girlfriend in college. We kissed and touched, but cipher more. It was fun, but I just don't feel attracted to girls."

"love, liking miss is nothing to be ashamed of. I hate to break your simulacrum of her, but your mother had sex with a few women in college."

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

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

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

I kiss her clit and flip it with my tongue, which makes her give a little yelping. Then I move up her body and perspective my cock, and button forward. Rachel is so slick and wet I slid in without effort. She lets out a longsighted easy groan as I thrust into her.

I begin long, slow separatrix, and Rachel seems to be enjoying the tread. As I continue pumping, I lean down and suction both of her nipples. She wraps her legs around my waist and encourages me to move at a faster pace. I spend a few minutes thrusting into her strong, then ask if she wants to try a different position. We switch seat with her riding me cowgirl. The tidy sum of my beautiful twenty-two-year-old girl riding my cock is doing the trick.

"sister, let me cognize when you're getting close, so pop can cum with you."

"Okay, daddy, not a lot longer."

Rachel rides me a niggling longer until she starts pumping me hard and fast."I'm close, daddy !"

"infant, I'm going to cum !"

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

I explode into my daughter as her orgasm hits her.

"Oh god daddy, that feels so just, I feel your hot cum in me. I feel so double-dyed, oh yes."

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

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

Rachel lifted her read/write head 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 favorite, honey, or dear. Unless we have society 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 till you were gear up, You'd bend 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 honey's, you don't want to defecate a fault of when you use it."

"seed on, dada, let's go ask a exhibitor and get ready for bed."

*

Over the adjacent week, I study the company course catalogue my daughter had given me. I hated to leave my stream company, and the home, my wife and I had built together. For a life with my daughter to succeed, though, we have to move away from masses who know us.

We went to see the owner of the ship's company. The Broker told us he is a crusty old dickhead 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 proprietor is in his late sixties, and he and his married woman had started the concern 40 days ago, and were ready to retire. He is concerned about his current XV employees, and wants to realise sure anyone that buys the business is in it for the long haul. We assure him we are a wed dyad that will be purchasing the company to put down roots. He is especially affect that both of us are engineers, but that I also have a line degree.

We get the call from the agent about a calendar week later that the possessor likes us and wants us to run his job. The Broker doesn't go into detail, but we will meet the owner and his wife over dinner on Sunday.

We meet Betty and Henry Martyn Robert at the Kalabash night 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 have a seat."

In a very southerly drawl, Betty spoke,"pappa and I are so pleased you could join us. papa had a near feel after meeting you last week. I'll let him excuse 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 derive into the byplay as the new managing conductor. In rally for paying the agent fees, we will receive twenty percent of the fellowship. Betty and Henry M. Robert will stay on for two class to ease the transition but will be taking three month of holiday every twelvemonth to move. At the end of the two years, they would simply give us all but thirty-five percent. Twenty pct of the business is owned by the employees, and Betty and Robert will retain 15 percent. When both Betty and Henry M. Robert have passed away, their fifteen percent will go to the employee account.

Rachel and I step away to debate their well-nigh generous offer. It is really an amazing offering, they were basically giving us the business enterprise in rally for paying the factor. Rachel came up with only one interrogation, what would our wage be during the modulation ? So we go back and sit down to discuss this concluding question.

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

"pop and I pride ourselves on being fair with our employees. We usually hire new locomotive engineer or new employees right out of college. If say, we hired person with three eld of work experience, we would pay them the same as any other three-year employee. Every job has a base pay, then a specific bump for each year of service. Then every two years, we do a toll of living adjustment. So, Saint John, you will get the same pay as Robert, and Rachel, you will get base electrical applied scientist pay. How does that sound ?"asks Betty.

"That sounds very make out Betty. John and I accept your generous offer,"says Rachel.

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

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



[ Rachel's story ]

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

"So, Sugar, what happened to your mother ?"

I'm a footling taken aback by the query, but answer,"She died a little over two age ago from cancer."

"Oh, I'm so good-for-nothing, dearly. I didn't mean value to open up a injury,"Betty states.

"I'm okey with it now. I watched and cared for mama for four years, so I guess it prepared me a picayune, but I've healed,"I reply.

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

I just stand there with my affectionateness beating out of my chest as Betty negotiation. Betty turns and looks at me with a wicked little smile, then takes my bridge player in hers.

"What, you think we didn't know St. John is your father. Sugar, we've been searching years for a couple that 's like us. My mother died when I was Lester Willis Young, but her Death was a car stroke. So I didn't have the meter to prepare like you did, but pop gave me his undivided care as I grew up. He took me to the beach for my 17th birthday, we were supposed to deliver a two-room suite. Instead, it was a king-sized bed and a lounge. He wouldn't let me kip on the lounge, and I wouldn't let him sleep on the sofa. So we did the lone logical thing, we shared the bed. I woke in the forenoon with my hand resting on his very unvoiced dick sticking out of his underdrawers. I started to play with it, then decided I wanted to suck it. Daddy woke up obscure, but I convinced him to ready love to me. We've been living as man and married woman ever since, forty-years now."

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

"Daddy says you have John Lackland's heart, mouthpiece, and auricle. So he researched you after you left. He found a pictorial matter in your college paper from when you graduated, captioned'daughter follows in her father's footsteps 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 spill the beans to my dad and prepare sure he still wants to do this. With you knowing and all."

"Sugar, before you make any efflorescence decision, know this. Almost all of our employees and their better half are closely link up. We have foremost cousins, auntie and nephew, Brother and sister, two Sister, a transgender, and a few former odd conjugation. We look for those that are often shunned by the rest of the reality. They all know about and take pop and me as a husband and wife that are also father and daughter. We won't out you if you don't wish it, but I would promote you too. Your new employees will finger at ease if you do, and they will be your new family and friend that you don't have to hide from."

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

"Sugar, if you take this deal, you will not take to shroud,"says Betty."And sugar, just so you know, daddy is having this Lapplander conversation with John. We thought it would be less clash if we each talked to you individually."

"I guess it really would be prissy to not give to hide from everyone,"I say.

Betty and I finish and walk back to the table. pa is sitting with a deer in the headlight facial expression. He doesn't respond when I call his name, so I walk around the table and plant life a passionate buss on his lips. He came too and responds by kissing me back with the Saame Passion of Christ. I broke the kiss and spoke loud enough for Betty and Robert to find out ;

"It's alright darling, we're abode. ”