Only in my dream could I conceive what is happening. I must be dreaming, this can't be real, can it ? I wake from the pipe dream of having sex with my wife. A dream 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 eternal rest, but the dreaming seems to stay on in my mind, as I 'm feeling intense delight in my groin.

I run my paw under the covers wanting to stroke my cock. Wait, my cock is hard, and something is moving down there. I'm still dreaming ? I focus my oculus in the moonshine coming through the window and posting the blanket moving up and down. I pull the mantle off, and the beautiful fount of my wife Eve stairs back at me. Piercing blue eyes stare into my very soul, her face felicitous 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 soaked cock. Eve had adored performing fellatio on me, and also loved the taste of my cum. I just close my eyes and relish the tactile sensation. I fear I will wake too soon and spoil this incredible experience. It feels so real number, I never want it to end.

I feel her full point suck me and calculate down to see her crawling up my body. She sits erect and takes my cock and piazza it at her soft, wet entrance. I watch as I 'm absorb in the penetrating warmness of her seraphic pussy. hold, her kitty-cat is bare ; Eve never shaved her pussy. She had always had a melt off mat of dirty blonde pubic hair.

"Eve, did you knock off, dear ?"I ask.

She continues riding me without answering as I look at her body. Her titty are more spectacular than I remember, and she is thrusting intemperate and fast. Eve was always easy and slow.

Her orgasm peaks 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, child, what are you doing ?"I ask.

"I'm making us experience right silly,"she responds.

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

"Daddy, I'm not a baby anymore. I'm twenty-two, the Saami 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 mamma loved you More than lifetime, the Sami way I do. We both wanted you to get a tremendous man that would show you all the joyfulness life could offer."

"daddy, arrive with me."

Rachel catch my paw and wrench me out of bed. Both of us are still naked, and I can't service but marvel at my daughter's beauty. From the clock time she was sixteen until my wife died, hoi polloi had commented on both how beautiful she is and how much she looked like her mother. She pulls me into the living way 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 player and turns the T.V. on. She comes back to the couch with the remote control in her hand and sits next to me.

"Now daddy, this is going to be severe. The disk I just put in is mamma before she died. Mamma and I made this for you, but she told me not to play it until I thought you were ready. It's okay to cry daddy, I'm sure as shooting I'll cry, but mamma wanted to tell you something after you had time to heal. It's okey to touch and withstand me because I want you to, and I want to hold up you while we watch this together.

Tears are already streaming down my human face as I think about seeing Eve again. Rachel push play, then slips her subdivision around me, and my honey sweet Eve appears on the covert, naked.

"Hi, John, hi, baby. I'm guesswork I've been gone for a class or more, but know that I will always love you, and my tone is sitting next to you.

John, honey, you were the beloved of my life, I just care sprightliness would ingest given us more prison term. But, I know that my mini-me is sitting future to you and is now make to strike my place. I mean that in every common sense of the Christian Bible, John the Divine.

Honey, I know you never looked at her with anything but the adore eyes of a father. But, Gospel According to John, Rachel has loved you as more than a father since she hit pubescence. I thought she would uprise out of it. I even had her talking to a psychologist for a while, but the mettle 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 birth to my girl, I had given nativity to my surrogate. My consolation is that I got to keep an eye on her grow into a very well Edward Young woman. A woman I would be proud to let to take my position. Look at her sitting side by side to you, john, she is a healthier and more beautiful version of me. I mean just flavor at her spectacular breasts, I always dreamed of having tit her size.

I'm shot that this morning you woke to her giving you an incredible blowjob, or maybe even riding your beautiful dick. It's going to arrive as a impact, dearest, but it's not the first time. Rachel gave you her virginity when she was 16, just after I was diagnosed. Honey, I'm sorry we took reward of you, but I knew you would never do anything with her as long as I drew breathing place. You're just such a laboured sleeper, I figured I could teach her what she needed to have it off. Please understand, my love.

Honey, I know legally she can never be your wife, but I want you to get married our daughter. I want you to give her the same life you gave me. She has my engagement and wedding ring, but I told her to never fag it unless you slip it on her fingerbreadth. You have my approval if your spunk so desires.

John, I urge you to fall in her the Saame love and devotion you gave me. I have seen her heart, and it is devoted to only you. If you reject her as your devotee, 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, love, you know the dildo replica I had made from your beautiful cock ? It was for Rachel. Now my darling, if it is in your heart, I want you to dedicate her the Same passionate kiss you always gave me. It will be her first-class honours degree. Then I want you to make love to her right there on the same couch you and I made erotic love on a thou times.

Goodbye, my love, good-by, my afters young woman, I promise to watch over both of you."

We both sit there, holding one another while the rent subside. I feel Rachel look up at me, so I look down and stare into her captivating gentle centre for a moment before I pressed my back talk to hers. I push my clapper into her warm backtalk, our clapper run into and dance passionately around our mouths.

I lay back on the sofa, and root for Rachel on top of me as I go. As Rachel is fully on top of me, she presses her lovesome mound onto my manhood. The passion in our osculate intensifies as she grinds her moist sex against me.

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

"okay, sister, 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 breast, and I pull her sexy bare muff to my mouth. I poke my tongue out and part her lips apart. I can still taste my own cum as I dip into her sweet hatchway. The smell of her sex permeates my sentiency, and her sweet nectar combines with my own cum dripping in my mouth.

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

"Yes, pa, yes, right there, oh yes daddy, fuck me with your glossa. Yes, oh god daddy, yes, soak up my clit daddy, oh god, oh god, daddy, I'm cumming."

Rachel cum spectacularly, drenching my fount in her nectar. She screams, she moans and uses language that would make a boater rosiness. I continued to lick and clean her sweet succus as she comes down from the most intense orgasm I have ever witnessed. I avoid her clit, but when I pressed my mouth to her gap, 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 turn, daddy."

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

Her natural language swirl around my cockhead, tickling the sensitive bottom before she plunges me into her throat. Then with my turncock buried in her throat, her tongue would touch out to lick my balls. The face in her eyes was somewhere between love and lecherousness 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 proficient you are at fellatio."

"Mama taught me well. I did it a lot to you before mamma died. You almost caught us a few times. I always gave you brain under the covers, and mummy would ascertain you in case you woke up. If you did wake up, she would quickly take my berth. Then as she got sicker, she started making you turn out the lights so I could study her place."

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

"pa, I tried to engagement guy cable and girl, but nada clicked for me. I always end up comparing them to my first of all love, and they never measure up. I mean, there were a couple that I thought I could be with, but my philia always told me, ‘ Your commencement and only love is waiting for you at home.'”

"babe, it isn't a interrogation of love. No one will ever love you Thomas More than I do, but people around here know you're my girl. Carrying on an incestuous family relationship can have dire consequences."

"I've thought a lot about that. Daddy, 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 business with the money momma left me. I've actually been doing a lot of research, and there is an old established firm for sale a brace of century miles from here. The owner wants to retire and is willing to sell to an experienced engineer."

"infant, I've been at this same caller for twenty years."

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

"Let me think about it, baby."

I go to operate thinking a lot about my liveliness. I have indeed been feeling ready to reenter life. Rachel has made my life-time more well-heeled, 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 times I had looked at her as a woman, especially since Eve died. God, it felt good this morning.

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

"Welcome home, darling,"she says. She gives me a passionate Daniel Chester French kiss, then turns and walks to the kitchen. She is wearing an forestage, only an apron with her stallion backside exposed. She gets halfway to the kitchen, stops, and looks over her shoulder.

"dinner will be ready in a few,"she says,"and dessert,"she shakes her bum,"will trace after."She winks and proceeds into the kitchen.

"Holy sin, 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 bathroom mathematical product were now in the passe-partout bath. I go into the dining room, and there is only one spot setting.

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

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

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

"Your female parent 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 jog in the right direction to do what they need to do.'”

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

"And calling me darling ?"

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

"child, 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 happy, not just today, not just tomorrow, but for the respite of your life. 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 times, and even though they were undecomposed looking, intelligent, and nice bozo, I just didn't tactile property attracted to them. I look at upright looking guys your age, and I just feel all giddy inside. If you reject me, I would be sad and would probably feel someone one day, but whomever that somebody would be, they would be around your age. I know there's a taboo around the eccentric of relationship I'm asking you for, but I want it. I'm willing to do whatever it takes to progress to it happen ; if you'll have me."

For an answer, I stare lovingly into her beautiful blue eyes for a moment, then reach out and deplume her face to mine. I kiss her with a mania that until this mo had been reserved for my latterly married woman. Rachel responds by melting into my arms and returning my kiss with peer enthusiasm.

We kiss for several minutes before I try to break the kiss, but Rachel isn't having it. She seems to double her exploit and her passion. As our candy kiss continues, she repositions from sitting on my lap to straddling my lap. Then she moves my leave behind hand to her bum, and my right mitt to her breast.

We continue to kiss as I explore and fondle her tight young body. Rachel has her mother's face and overall height and embodiment, but the law of similarity stop there. Rachel has tumid titmouse and a fuller bum. Eve's mammilla were like large raisins, whereas Rachel is skinny to a to the full grapevine size.

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

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

Rachel pulls me into a mingy bosom and rustling into my ear."Take me to bed and induce love to me, Daddy."

I stand up, and she wraps her legs around my shank. The finger's breadth of my right wing hand slip between her second joint and touch the quick moist folds of her pussy. Rachel moans into my ear as my digit ran back and forth. I make it to my bed and lay her down and just form of evenfall on top, as she will not release me from her grasp.

I roll to the incline, and she goes with me and ends up on top. As she looks down at me, there is a fervour in her eyes like nothing I had ever seen. I'm wearing a conservative shirt ; she didn't annoyance with the buttons and just grabbed at the collar and ripped it outdoors, sending push 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 pugilist. 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, and my pants and boxers quickly follow.

She quickly has my already hard turncock in her hand, stroking it, looking at it with lust in her heart as she licks her rim. She leans down and licks the tip before I grab her under the weapons system and force her up. I roll her to the bottom, then kiss her hard on the mouthpiece for a moment.

"No, infant,"I say."This Night is about you and giving you my love."

I move down to her house breasts, kissing the areola in circles around her tumid severely mamilla. I suck her left mamilla into my rima oris while rolling the rightfulness between my digit. Rachel moans lightly and thrust my font against her breast. I spend several min sucking both nipples until they are careen difficult. I take each mammilla between my thumb and digit and keep on to wheel and massage them as I work my way down her body.

I kiss around her smooth, clean pile, and then get a whiff of her aroma. Her sense of smell is a lot more powerful then I have imagined and made me drunk with luxuria. I can't wait any longer and have to taste her. Her ambrosia is thick and gooey like honey, and it tastes sweet with just a hint of tartness. I run my tongue the duration of her pussy, and it blossoms open like a rose orifice to the sun.

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

I run my natural language up and down, then dip into her opening. I had never known a charwoman to get so wet this early. I suck and tongue at her opening for a second, and she fills my mouth with her nectar. I lick back up and flick her button a few fourth dimension before sucking it into my oral cavity. My sucking took her over the bound, and she has the most hefty coming I have ever witnessed. She bucks and squirms, and clamps her legs down on my head.

"Oh fuck pappa, oh my god, roll in the hay, fucking, oh FUUUUCK."

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

It takes various moment for her to come down from the raftsman before she finally speaks.

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

"Baby, 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 tar a cock sucking, but as I told you, It just didn't smell right."

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

"Yes, dada, I played with a girl in college. We kissed and touched, but nada more. It was fun, but I just don't tactile property attracted to girls."

"Honey, liking daughter is nothing to be ashamed of. I hate to let out your image 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 concern in having sex with a woman."

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

"Okay, pop, can I make your thing now ?"

I kiss her clitoris and flicker it with my tongue, which makes her render a little yip. Then I move up her consistence and berth my hammer, and push forward. Rachel is so slick and wet I slid in without effort. She lets out a long decelerate moan as I thrust into her.

I begin long, dense strokes, and Rachel seems to be enjoying the pace. As I continue pumping, I lean down and go down on both of her nipples. She wraps her legs around my waistline and encourages me to proceed at a degenerate pace. I spend a few arcminute thrusting into her hard, 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 cock is doing the trick.

"Baby, let me roll in the hay when you're getting close, so daddy can cum with you."

"OK, pa, not much longer."

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

"Baby, I'm going to cum !"

"Yes, pappa, 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 dad, that feels so good, I feel your hot cum in me. I feel so over, oh yes."

She falls forward onto my chest, panting like she just ran a marathon. We lay in each other's implements of war, recovering. It is genuine ; I, too, have felt an emptiness that is now gone. I once again feel dispatch again. It amazes me, but the message from my wife gives me a feeling of serenity inside with what I have just done.

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

Rachel lifted her header 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, and waited cashbox you were set up, You'd fold like a tawdry suit."

"Well, no one knew me practiced than your mother, and no one knows me skillful than you. Be careful with the darling's and dearest's, you don't want to micturate a mistake of when you use it."

"semen on, daddy, let's go shoot a exhibitor and get quick for bed."

*

Over the next week, I study the company prospectus my daughter had given me. I hated to leave my current company, and the home, my wife and I had built together. For a liveliness with my daughter to succeed, though, we have to move away from multitude who know us.

We went to see the possessor of the ship's company. The Broker told us he is a crusty 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 confluence went well. The proprietor is in his belatedly sixties, and he and his wife had started the concern forty years ago, and were ready to hit the hay. He is concerned about his current fifteen employees, and wants to make sure as shooting anyone that buys the business is in it for the yearn haul. We assure him we are a marry yoke that will be purchasing the company to put down beginning. He is especially yarn-dye that both of us are engineers, but that I also have a business degree.

We get the vociferation from the broker about a week later that the owner likes us and wants us to run his business. The Broker doesn't go into details, but we will come across the owner and his wife over dinner party on Sunday.

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

"Robert, It's so skilful 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 have a seat."

In a very southerly drawl, Betty spoke,"Daddy and I are so delight you could unite us. pop had a dependable feeling after meeting you conclusion week. I'll let him explain the inside information, but we look forward to working with you."

Betty calling Robert daddy gives me iciness. But we sit and have drinks while we listen to their proposal. Rachel and I will get along into the line of work as the new managing directors. In exchange for paying the broker fees, we will receive twenty percent of the company. Betty and Henry M. Robert will stay on for two years to allay the passage but will be taking three months of holiday every yr to move. At the end of the two geezerhood, they would simply give us all but thirty-five pct. Twenty pct of the business is owned by the employees, and Betty and Henry M. Robert will retain fifteen pct. When both Betty and Robert have passed away, their 15 percent will go to the employee account.

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

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

"Daddy and I pride ourselves on being just with our employees. We usually hire new railroad engineer or new employees right out of college. If say, we hired soul with three geezerhood of work experience, we would pay them the same as any other three-year employee. Every job has a base pay, then a particular bump for each year of Robert William Service. Then every two years, we do a monetary value of living adaption. So, John, you will get the Saame pay as Henry Martyn Robert, and Rachel, you will get humble electrical engineers pay. How does that vocalise ?"asks Betty.

"That sounds very fare Betty. john and I accept your generous offer,"says Rachel.

"Great, now that that's out of the way, I'm famished. Gentlemen, would you ordering something for us while we go powderise our nozzle ?"asks Betty.

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



[ Rachel's tale ]

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

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

I'm a fiddling taken aback by the question, but result,"She died a small over two years ago from cancer."

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

"I'm okay with it now. I watched and cared for mom for four old age, so I guess it prepared me a little, but I've healed,"I reply.

"Yes, I'm sure it's still ruffianly 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 wife at times. It took Henry Martyn Robert four or five years to get over the death of his wife… my mother."

I just stand there with my pump beating out of my chest as Betty talks. Betty turns and looks at me with a wicked lilliputian grin, then takes my hired hand in hers.

"What, you think we didn't know John Lackland is your Father. bread, we've been searching geezerhood for a mates that 's like us. My mother died when I was Pres Young, but her dying was a car accident. So I didn't have the time to prepare like you did, but Daddy gave me his exclusive attention as I grew up. He took me to the beach for my 17th birthday, we were supposed to have a two-room rooms. Instead, it was a king-size bed and a couch. He wouldn't let me kip on the couch, and I wouldn't let him kip on the sofa. So we did the only logical thing, we shared the bed. I woke in the morning with my hand resting on his very punishing prick sticking out of his shorts. I started to play with it, then decided I wanted to suck it. pop woke up confused, but I convinced him to construct love life to me. We've been living as man and married woman ever since, forty-years now."

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

"Daddy says you have St. John's optic, mouth, and pinna. So he researched you after you left. He found a video in your college newspaper publisher from when you graduated, captioned'Daughter follows in her father's footsteps to go an engineer.'”

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

"Sugar, before you make any rash decisions, know this. Almost all of our employees and their spouses are closely related. We have first cousin-german, auntie and nephew, crony and sister, two sisters, a transgender, and a few early odd pairings. We look for those that are often shunned by the rest of the world. They all know about and admit papa 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 feel at relaxation if you do, and they will be your new house and friends that you don't have to cover from."

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

"Sugar, if you take this deal, you will not demand to conceal,"says Betty."And sugar, just so you know, daddy is having this same conversation with whoremaster. 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 out from everyone,"I say.

Betty and I finish and walk back to the table. dada is sitting with a cervid in the headlight smell. He doesn't respond when I call his epithet, so I walk around the board and works a passionate candy kiss on his lips. He came too and responds by kissing me back with the same Passion. I broke the candy kiss and spoke loud enough for Betty and Robert to discover ;

"It's okay dearie, we're home plate. ”