Only in my pipe dream could I conceive what is happening. I must be dreaming, this can't be tangible, can it ? I wake from the ambition of having sex with my wife. A ambition I now realize, because my wife had died two years ago. The dream 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 continue in my intellect, as I 'm feeling intense joy in my groin.

I run my hand under the concealment wanting to stroke my cock. Wait, my hammer is severe, and something is moving down there. I'm still dreaming ? I focus my centre in the moonlight coming through the window and notice the blanket moving up and down. I pull the cover off, and the beautiful aspect of my wife Eve stairs back at me. Piercing dispirited eyes stare into my very person, her grimace glad 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 go down on my tight cock. Eve had adored performing fellatio on me, and also loved the taste of my cum. I just close my eyes and savour the notion. I fear I will wake up too soon and spoil this incredible experience. It feels so real, I never want it to end.

I feel her plosive suck me and wait down to see her crawling up my body. She sits upright piano and takes my tool and places it at her balmy, wet entrance. I watch as I 'm engulfed in the penetrating passion of her angelic pussy. Wait, her pussy is scanty ; 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 eubstance. Her boobs are more prominent than I remember, and she is thrusting severely and fast. Eve was always docile and slow.

Her orgasm superlative as she continues and mine follows rightfield 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 finger good silly,"she responds.

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

"Daddy, I'm not a child anymore. I'm twenty-two, the Saame 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 mamma loved you Thomas More than sprightliness, the Lapplander way I do. We both wanted you to find a rattling man that would register you all the joys life could offer."

"pappa, fare with me."

Rachel snatch my hired man and pull me out of bed. Both of us are still naked, and I can't help but wonder at my girl's beauty. From the time she was sixteen until my wife died, people had commented on both how beautiful she is and how much she looked like her female parent. She pulls me into the living room and asked me to sit on the couch.

I hesitate, realizing both of us are nude, but reluctantly sit. Rachel loads a saucer into the player and turns the T.V. on. She comes back to the lounge with the remote in her hand and sits next to me.

"Now daddy, this is going to be hard. The disk I just put in is mummy before she died. mammy and I made this for you, but she told me not to work it until I thought you were ready. It's okay to cry daddy, I'm trusted I'll cry, but mamma wanted to secernate you something after you had time to mend. It's O.K. to tinct and hold me because I want you to, and I want to go for you while we watch this together.

Tears are already streaming down my expression as I think about seeing Eve again. Rachel get-up-and-go play, then slips her arms around me, and my dear sweet Eve appears on the sieve, naked.

"Hi, St. John the Apostle, hi, infant. I'm guessing I've been gone for a twelvemonth or More, but know that I will always screw you, and my spirit is sitting adjacent to you.

Saint John, love, you were the making love of my lifespan, I just wish lifetime would have given us more time. But, I know that my mini-me is sitting next to you and is now ready to take my place. I mean that in every sense of the words, John.

Honey, I know you never looked at her with anything but the worshipful optic of a 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 talking to a psychologist for a while, but the meat wants what the pith wants. Rachel's kernel wanted something I thought we could never give her.

Then, I was diagnosed with malignant neoplastic disease, and I realized one day, that I hadn't given parentage to my daughter, I had given birth to my replacement. My solace is that I got to watch her grow into a very well Young woman. A woman I would be proud to own to fill my place. see at her sitting next to you, can, she is a healthier and more beautiful reading of me. I mean just look at her salient tit, I always dreamed of having tit her size.

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

Honey, I know legally she can never be your wife, but I want you to wed our daughter. I want you to give her the same life you gave me. She has my engagement and marriage mob, but I told her to never bust it unless you slip it on her digit. You have my blessing if your middle so desires.

St. John the Apostle, I urge you to give her the Lapp love life and cultism 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 girl, but I don't believe she will ever be unit without you.

Oh, and by the way, dear, you know the dildo replication I had made from your beautiful cock ? It was for Rachel. Now my darling, if it is in your heart, I want you to give her the Saami passionate kiss you always gave me. It will be her outset. Then I want you to wee-wee love to her right there on the same couch you and I made dear on a 1000 times.

Goodbye, my sexual love, Goodbye, my sweet fille, 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 blue centre for a moment before I pressed my back talk to hers. I push my clapper into her warm mouth, our tongues cope with and dance passionately around our mouths.

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

She finally pulls away from our kiss."Oh pop, I've wanted this for so farseeing. I want you to make love to me. name me feel like a real woman."

"Okay, babe, I always enjoyed pleasuring your mother first. I want you to sit on my dresser to I can consecrate you an orgasm with my tongue."

Rachel sits on my chest, and I pull her sexy bare fumble to my mouth. I poke my lingua out and split her brim apart. I can still taste my own cum as I dip into her sweet-scented initiative. The smell of her sex permeates my sentience, and her sweet nectar combines with my own cum dripping in my mouth.

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

"Yes, papa, yes, ripe there, oh yes dad, fuck me with your glossa. Yes, oh god daddy, yes, blow my clit papa, oh god, oh god, daddy, I'm cumming."

Rachel cum spectacularly, drenching my face in her nectar. She screams, she moan and uses language that would do a sailor blush. I continued to lap and clean her afters juices as she comes down from the most acute coming I have ever witnessed. I avoid her clit, but when I pressed my back talk to her opening, she shuttered and has another orgasm.

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

"My tour, daddy."

Rachel kneels between my legs and begins giving me a blowjob. She is marvelous at giving fellatio. Like Eve, Rachel doesn't have a gag reflex and can easily exact me into her throat. She also has a longsighted pointy knife that she uses to gravid effect.

Her lingua whirl around my cockhead, tickling the medium bottom before she plunges me into her pharynx. Then with my cock buried in her throat, her natural language would reach out to clobber my balls. The look in her eyes was somewhere between love and lust as she brings me to my second coming of the morning.

"Did you like it, daddy ?"

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

"mamma taught me well. I did it a lot to you before mama died. You almost caught us a few times. I always gave you top dog under the concealment, and mama would watch you in slip you woke up. If you did wake up, she would quickly take aim my office. Then as she got sicker, she started making you turn out the visible light so I could drive 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 unharmed life ahead of you, and my life sentence is half over. You just graduated from college, you've started your number 1 job. The world is at your feet."

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

"infant, it isn't a inquiry of honey. No one will ever love you more than 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. papa, you and I are both engineers, and I know I don't have any real experience yet, but you do. I want to open our own patronage 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 mates of one hundred statute mile from here. The owner wants to go to sleep and is bequeath to sell to an experienced engineer."

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

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

"Let me recall about it, baby."

I go to work thinking a lot about my life. I have indeed been feeling set up to reenter animation. Rachel has made my life more comfortable, but the mentation of incest worry 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 time I had looked at her as a woman, especially since Eve died. God, it felt practiced this morning.

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

"Welcome plate, darling,"she says. She gives me a passionate French osculation, then turns and walks to the kitchen. She is wearing an proscenium, only an apron with her intact backside exposed. She gets halfway to the kitchen, stops, and looks over her shoulder.

"dinner party will be ready in a few,"she says,"and sweet,"she shakes her bum,"will follow after."She heartbeat and take into the kitchen.

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

Rachel calls me to dinner a few mo later, after I wash up. I couldn't help but observation a few of her john Cartesian product were now in the master bath. I go into the dining elbow room, and there is only one stead setting.

Rachel walks in completely nude sculpture and band 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 make this easy on me, are you ?"I ask."And what's with calling me darling now ?"

"Why, darling, I would never try to take in you do something you didn't want to do,"she replies.

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

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

"And calling me darling ?"

"wellspring, pop, I figured if we do start living as man and wife, it will not do for me to call you daddy in public. So I need to start calling you something else. momma called you, darling, honey, and dear, so I thought I would use those too."

"Baby, you know I love you Thomas More than anything in this world. I don't think I would get made it without you after your mother died. I want you to be happy, not just today, not just tomorrow, but for the balance of your life. I just don't see why you would want an old guy like me when you could feature any Whitney Young guy you wanted ?"

"dada, I've dated guys my age a few prison term, 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 feel all giddy inside. If you reject me, I would be sad and would probably find someone one day, but whomever that person would be, they would be around your age. I know there's a tabu around the type of family relationship I'm asking you for, but I want it. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to urinate it happen ; if you'll have me."

For an resolution, I stare lovingly into her beautiful blue eyes for a import, then reach out and attract her face to mine. I kiss her with a passion that until this moment had been reserved for my deep wife. Rachel responds by melting into my arms and returning my kiss with equal enthusiasm.

We kiss for various minutes before I try to break the osculation, but Rachel isn't having it. She seems to repeat her efforts 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 handwriting to her breast.

We continue to buss as I explore and fondle her tight Whitney Young body. Rachel has her mother's face and boilersuit stature and anatomy, but the law of similarity stop there. Rachel has larger teat and a fuller bum. Eve's nipples were like expectant raisins, whereas Rachel is nearer to a full grape size.

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

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

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

I stand up, and she wraps her legs around my waist. The digit of my good hired man slip between her second joint and touch the warm moist folds of her kitty. Rachel moans into my ear as my digit ran back and Forth. I make it to my bed and lay her down and just kind of tumble on top, as she will not release me from her grasp.

I roll to the position, and she goes with me and ends up on top. As she looks down at me, there is a blast in her middle like aught I had ever seen. I'm wearing a buttoned-down shirt ; she didn't fuss with the buttons and just grabbed at the neckband and ripped it receptive, 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 boxershorts. She gets them to my knee joint before realizing I have shoe on ; slip-on luckily. One shoe flew to the right wing, and one to the left, and my pants and boxer quickly follow.

She quickly has my already heavy putz in her handwriting, stroking it, looking at it with lust in her eyes as she licks her back talk. She leans down and licks the tip before I grab her under the coat of arms and displume her up. I roll her to the rear, then buss her hard on the rima oris for a moment.

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

I move down to her firm breasts, kissing the areola in dress circle around her tumid intemperately pap. I suck her left mammilla into my mouth while rolling the right between my fingers. Rachel moans lightly and pushes my brass against her white meat. I spend several min sucking both nipples until they are rock hard. I take each pap between my thumb and finger and continue to range and knead them as I work my way down her body.

I kiss around her smooth, clean knoll, and then get a whiff of her smell. Her smell is a lot more powerful then I have imagined and made me sot with lust. I can't wait any longer and have to taste her. Her nectar is thick and gooey like beloved, and it tastes sweet with just a confidential information of acrimony. I run my knife the length of her dent, and it blossoms overt like a rose opening to the sun.

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

I run my spit up and down, then dip into her opening. I had never known a woman to get so wet this early. I suck and tongue at her opening for a moment, and she fills my mouth with her nectar. I lick back up and snap her clit a few prison term before sucking it into my rima oris. 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 legs down on my head.

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

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

It takes several minutes for her to arrive 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 nightstick, he tried to feel me once, but it mostly hurt, so I made him finish. I've given a couple of son handjobs, and I gave seafarer a cock sucking, but as I told you, It just didn't look right."

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

"Yes, daddy, I played with a young woman in college. We kissed and touched, but nothing more. It was fun, but I just don't feel attracted to girls."

"Honey, liking girls is nothing to be ashamed of. I hate to break your simulacrum of her, but your mother had sex with a few cleaning lady in college."

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

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

"O.K., dada, can I have your thing now ?"

I kiss her button and flick it with my tongue, which makes her gift a little yelp. Then I move up her torso and billet my turncock, and push forward. Rachel is so slick and wet I slid in without effort. She lets out a foresighted slow moan as I thrust into her.

I begin long, slow shot, and Rachel seems to be enjoying the pace. As I continue pumping, I lean down and sop up both of her nipples. She wraps her leg around my waist and encourages me to make a motion at a truehearted pace. I spend a few minutes thrusting into her hard, then ask if she wants to try a different perspective. We switch places with her riding me cowgirl. The vision of my beautiful twenty-two-year-old daughter riding my tool is doing the trick.

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

"Okay, pa, not a good deal longer."

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

"Baby, 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 good, I feel your hot cum in me. I feel so complete, oh yes."

She falls forward onto my chest of drawers, 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 fill out again. It amazes me, but the substance from my wife gives me a tactual sensation of serenity inside with what I have just done.

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

Rachel lifted her 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 favourite, beloved, or dear. Unless we have society over that knows us, or we're having sex. I sort of like calling you daddy when we have sex. And, ma told me if I did everything right field, and waited till you were set up, You'd fold like a cheap suit."

"fountainhead, 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 bring in a mistake of when you use it."

"cum on, daddy, let's go drive 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 electric current society, and the home, my wife and I had built together. For a life with my daughter to win, though, we have to move away from people who know us.

We went to see the owner of the company. The agent told us he is a crusty old mongrel 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 forty years ago, and were ready to retire. He is concerned about his flow 15 employees, and wants to make sure anyone that buys the business is in it for the farseeing draw. We assure him we are a wed twosome that will be purchasing the company to put down roots. He is especially impressed that both of us are railroad engineer, but that I also have a business degree.

We get the birdcall from the Broker about a week later that the possessor likes us and wants us to run his business. The factor doesn't go into contingent, but we will meet the owner and his married woman over dinner party on Sunday.

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

"Henry M. 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 married woman Betty, please induce a seat."

In a very southern drawl, Betty spoke,"Daddy and I are so proud of you could unite us. pappa had a good feel after meeting you last week. I'll let him explain the details, but we look forward to working with you."

Betty calling Henry Martyn Robert pop gives me shivering. But we sit and have drinks while we listen to their marriage offer. Rachel and I will total into the business as the new managing theater director. In exchange for paying the Broker fees, we will receive twenty percentage of the fellowship. Betty and Robert will persist on for two years to allay the passage but will be taking three months of vacation every year to trip. At the end of the two geezerhood, they would simply give us all but thirty-five percent. Twenty pct of the concern is owned by the employees, and Betty and Robert will retain xv percent. When both Betty and Robert have passed away, their fifteen percent will go to the employee account.

Rachel and I step away to consider their most generous offer. It is really an amazing fling, they were basically giving us the business in exchange for paying the agent. Rachel came up with only one question, what would our salary be during the changeover ? So we go back and sit down to discuss this final question.

"We really like what you're offering us, it's an awe-inspiring whirl. We just need to do it what you plan on paying us, as we will take money to subsist on ?"asks Rachel.

"pa and I pride ourselves on being fairish with our employees. We usually hire new technologist or new employees right out of college. If say, we hired someone with three years of workplace 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 cost of living modification. So, John, you will get the same pay as Robert, and Rachel, you will get base electrical technologist pay. How does that sound ?"asks Betty.

"That sounds very menu Betty. whoremaster and I accept your generous whirl,"says Rachel.

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

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



[ Rachel's yarn ]

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

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

I'm a fiddling taken aback by the motion, but resolution,"She died a little over two years ago from cancer."

"Oh, I'm so good-for-naught, affectionately. I didn't mean to open a wounding,"Betty states.

"I'm okeh with it now. I watched and cared for mommy for four eld, so I guess it prepared me a little, but I've healed,"I reply.

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

I just stand there with my heart beating out of my bureau as Betty talks. Betty turns and looks at me with a wicked piddling smile, then takes my paw in hers.

"What, you think we didn't know whoremonger is your father. lettuce, we've been searching years for a match that 's like us. My mother died when I was young, but her destruction was a car stroke. So I didn't have the time to prepare like you did, but Daddy gave me his undivided attention as I grew up. He took me to the beach for my 17th birthday, we were supposed to have a two-room entourage. Instead, it was a king-size bed and a couch. He wouldn't let me log Z's on the couch, and I wouldn't let him sleep on the lounge. So we did the only logical thing, we shared the bed. I woke in the morning with my hired hand resting on his very hard cock sticking out of his short pants. I started to recreate with it, then decided I wanted to suck it. Daddy woke up fox, but I convinced him to make lovemaking to me. We've been living as man and wife ever since, forty-years now."

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

"Daddy says you have John's eyes, sass, and ears. So he researched you after you left. He found a picture show in your college paper from when you graduated, captioned'girl follows in her Father of the Church's footsteps to become an engineer.'”

"I… I don't know what to say. We were doing this to so the great unwashed 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."

"Sugar, before you make any efflorescence decisions, know this. Almost all of our employees and their spouses are closely related. We have first full cousin, aunt and nephew, brother and Sister, two Sister, a transgender, and a few other odd pairings. We look for those that are often shunned by the quietus of the mankind. They all know about and admit dada 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 encourage you too. Your new employees will find at ease if you do, and they will be your new kin and friends 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 mountain, you will not demand to hide,"says Betty."And carbohydrate, just so you know, daddy is having this same conversation with John. We thought it would be less jarring if we each talked to you individually."

"I guess it really would be overnice to not have to hide from everyone,"I say.

Betty and I finish and walk back to the table. pappa is sitting with a deer in the headlight look. He doesn't respond when I call his epithet, so I walk around the table and flora a passionate kiss on his lip. He came too and responds by kissing me back with the Saame passion. I broke the buss and spoke loud enough for Betty and Robert to hear ;

"It's alright darling, we're home. ”