Annie was not a woman to argue with. She was very bright. She could have majored in anything in college and done well. When she had her mind made up, she could move mountains. I had resigned myself to the fact that my daughter was going to call the shots. It was actually okay, because I didn’t have to explain our actions to anyone in the world. The only other living relatives I had were three sisters, and they all lived miles away and never visited. So it really was just the three of us. All we had in the world was each other.
We did keep separate rooms still. And the shower incident was now a week or so past. Having the two ladies in the house had started to make my life brighten up considerably. I had remembered how nice Annie’s pussy felt. I would lay in bed at night trying to remember the feeling and slowly masturbating myself to relief. It was a struggle for me. The temptation was too real. Too close.
One night everything was starting to get to me. The total frustration of what was happening inside me and in the house was taking a toll on my nerves. I came home one afternoon and just sat in a chair. Annie was upstairs in her room. When she came downstairs, she saw me, half asleep shivering and yet perspiring.
“Daddy, you don’t look too good. Maybe you better go to bed. I’ll help you.” She helped me up the stairs, got me undressed and into bed.
As the evening progressed I didn’t seem to improve. Chills racked my body. Annie really started to become concerned. She laid on top of the bed covers next to me and read while I tried to sleep. I finally fell asleep, and when I woke up, my hand touched Annie’s body there in bed under the covers with me. The chills had subsided by now and my head was clearing up. “What the dickens,” I thought. “What is Annie doing in bed with me? And with no clothes on? This is wrong. Really perverted.” And with that I fell back asleep. When I got up the next morning. She had been up for some time and I could hear that she was now in the kitchen. I showered and got dressed. As I went into the kitchen, I looked at her with a look of shock.
“Good morning daddy. You look so much better this morning. I was really worried for a while last night.”
“You spent the whole night in bed with me?”
“Of course I did. You were ill.”
“Annie, that’s too dangerous.”
“I didn’t think what you had was infectious.”
“That’s not what I mean. I don’t know how I kept myself from you.”
“Always promises, never action.”
I was stunned by her blatant remark. “No, you’re not playing games. I might not be a 25-year-old buck, but I still have a sex drive, and it’s hard enough with me nursing on your breasts, seeing you coming out of the shower and that one afternoon. It’s just too dangerous.”
“What danger? You mean we might do something that we both would like?”
“Father, I want to move into your bedroom with you. That was the best night of sleep I have had in months. Just having someone next to me was so wonderful.”
“Annie, that just wouldn’t be right. I couldn’t handle the situation.”
“I have made up my mind and I don’t want to argue.”
Only a fool would argue with a woman who has their mind made up. Annie would not budge, and I was really not in a mind to try to argue her out of her decision. I would have to ‘let the chips fly and lay where they would’.
I went to work and tried not to think about this new sleeping arrangement. I felt like every female who came into my office that day was looking at me as being the consummate ‘dirty old man’. It was really bothering me. I guess partially because I knew down deep inside that Annie and I were going to go further in our sexual relationship.
Before leaving from work I called Annie and told her we would be going out to dinner. Somehow I guess I thought that would ease me out of my anxiety.
When I got home, Annie was on the couch nursing eve. “I moved my things into ‘our’ room today. But I left you room for your things.” Moving her “things” into my bedroom was kind of a joke anyway. She already was using my bathroom and had all her stuff in there. She had been using her mother’s closet, so except for her body being next to me in bed, she was already moved into my room. I showered and was standing in the living room in my one button suit, calling a nice restaurant while my daughter was sitting nude on the couch nursing Eve. Actually Eve had more clothes on than either of the adults did. When she finished feeding Eve, Annie handed her to me and told me to change her diaper and get her ready while she got ready.
I undid Eve’s wet diaper and looked at her in all her purity and innocence. I looked at that tiny slit and thought to myself how that would someday be a great attraction to some man. “At least you will never have to worry about having your father in this kind of a situation.” I said to Eve as she cooed. I looked at her perfect little body, and again at her little slit and just shook my head, that little tiny slit gets more people in trouble when it gets mature. But now it’s just a source of inconvenience for the adults around. I chuckled as I powdered her bottom and wrapped her up tightly in a dry diaper. “Do you understand what’s happening here Eve? I’m not sure I do. If you do ever find out and you probably will, please understand and love me and your mother. We love you so very much.”
Dinner was wonderful. Annie and I talked from our hearts. We talked about so many things. I would sit back and just marvel at the intelligence of my daughter. Tears started in my eyes.
“What’s wrong Daddy?”
“A few months ago I felt so alone. And now I have everything. I’ve seen the looks of the men who walk by. They notice what a beauty you are. But none of them knows just how bright you are. You could have been anything in this world. I guess I’m just the luckiest man in the world. You’re everything a man could want. And you love me.”
“Wow. For once I’m speechless. How can I possibly respond?” She grabbed my hand and with a gentle squeeze she said, “Father, your wrong. We are so lucky to have each other.” (When I heard her use the term ‘Father’ I knew this was from her heart.)
Our dinner went very well. And as we drove home, Annie couldn’t have sat closer to me unless she sat on my lap to drive. We put Eve down for the night in the crib which I moved in with us and got ready for bed ourselves. I have always been one who believed that pajamas were to be used only in case of a fire. Annie was the same way.
She laid on the top of the covers and asked me to rub some lotion on her small stretch marks. What an unfair price women pay to give life. I did this with great relish, and love for her. She was lucky that they weren’t really noticeable. But I didn’t care. I had seen them on her mother’s body and respected them as the reminder of a sacrifice made for me and our children. I loved the feel of Annie’s skin. So youthful, so smooth. I closed my eyes to let my fingers tell my brain what a wonderful sensation they were feeling. All too soon I had finished. It was time for the two of us to call it a night.
She got up and went into the bathroom and I heard her pee. Even the sound of a woman peeing had been missing in my life. That hissing sound as the amber fluid rushes past her inner and outer lips is so distinctive. I have often thought that the word ‘piss’ was designed to emulate this sound. I laid there and listened to it like it was music.
Annie crawled into bed with me and immediately embraced me. Her young smooth body with that youthful soft skin felt so nice. Our relationship to each other soon became a non-issue. We didn’t immediately jump on each other, but instead we talked.
Annie started with, “Mother and I used to talk a lot about sex after I went to college. She used to tell everything about the sexual relations the two of you enjoyed.”
“Everything!?”
“Yes Daddy, everything.”
I snorted at the idea. Marty wouldn’t give away all our little fun things. Annie just got some things, not everything. “Annie I doubt she said too much.”
Annie started to giggle, “well let’s see. She said you were kinky. The two of you used to play pee games in the shower. You used to love to hear her pee. That’s why I left the door open. I knew you liked to hear it.”
“Groan”
“You hate to come first. You had to know that Mother had an orgasm before you tried to have one. She told me how she would sometimes fake hers just to have you cum first.”
“She never did. I would have known she was acting.”
“She did that because she used to love to then have you masturbate her with your fingers getting your cum all over your fingers and rubbing her clit with it. It was a real turn on for her because she knew you really didn’t care to do it, but she could get you horny enough.”
“She did, did she? And… ”
“She said that the most exciting about sex with you was that it was fun. She said you made sex play and not just sex.”
“Well that’s true. I have always felt it was such a pleasure that it had to be fun. I never use the word ‘fuck’ when it comes to sex because it sounds like something you’re doing to someone and not with. I don’t always use the term ‘love making’ because it sounds like you’re having to work at it. I love the concept of fore play, because sex isn’t serious, it’s play. Victorian wives made it work, making babies makes it work, but it was given to us to have fun with. To play.”
“That’s what I have always wanted. To get enjoyment from sex to make it fun.”
“It is fun Annie. Didn’t we have fun that one afternoon? Was there any work involved? And don’t get exercise confused with work.”
“It was wonderful! I have never enjoyed it so much in my life.”
“It was wonderful because it didn’t have a purpose to it. We just got caught up with each other. We played.”
“Mother used to say that she was so inexperienced about sex before the two of you were married. She didn’t know if your cock was bigger than normal or smaller. She just knew it was hard and wonderful.”
“I’ve never measured it. But someday I’ll get a yardstick and see how big it is. Sex is 25% equipment, 75% attitude. If my cock is tired, my tongue will never be tired.”
“Mother said you used to love to eat her and lick her butt hole.”
I looked to the ceiling and said, “Marty wasn’t anything sacred?”
Annie continued on going into details I thought would never escape my bedroom. I was caught somewhere between being embarrassed and happy with my reminiscing of the way things were. “Your mother and I did have a wonderful sex life. We could laugh at any time and not destroy our moods. I loved her with all my heart and never even was tempted to cheat on her because she was such a complete partner. She would try anything and look for ways to enjoy it.”
“Daddy, I’m the very image of my mother. Put your prejudice about our relationship away, and just let’s enjoy our lives together. Please.”
I hugged and kissed Annie for all I was with. My hand felt her tight round butt as her head snuggled against my shoulder.
“Annie, I’d like to play now, but Eve will be waking you in a couple of hours for a feeding and I have to get up at five. I’ll be home between three and three thirty tomorrow. We have the entire weekend together. Let’s put both cars in the garage, unplug the phone and just be together. We can sunbathe in the yard, go skinny dipping, do anything you want. Let’s have the whole weekend just being with each other and with Eve.”
Annie didn’t say anything. She just squeezed my arm tighter and was soon asleep.
Five o’clock seemed to come a couple of hours early. I had heard Eve cry at two and heard Annie get her, bring her to bed and feed her. While the sounds of her nursing weren’t really sexy, I loved hearing them. I knew that Annie would have let me finish off her milk if I wanted to, but I wanted her to rest. When I got up and showered I tried not to disturb her. But as I walked back into the bedroom to get dressed she started to get up. “No you stay in bed and rest Annie. You didn’t get much sleep last night.” She just purred and melted back under the covers with a thank you.
My day went really well. Everyone seemed to notice that I looked happier than I have in a couple of years. I told them that having my daughter with me, and the joy of being able to hold my little granddaughter has made me feel alive again. I was alive again. The tune from the play “Annie” kept ringing in my ears. You know, “Annie, Annie, things are all coming now…”. But my life was coming back into happiness now.
I got home about 3:15. I parked the car in the garage. I noticed that Annie had already parked her car there. I shut and locked the door and went into the house to be greeted by this gorgeous red headed woman wearing her birthday suit and a big smile. “Well are you hungry or horny?” She asked.
“Well I did work through lunch and haven’t eaten,” I said jokingly, “what about you?”
She didn’t say a word. She came over to me and removed my tie, unbuttoned my shirt and removed it, undid my belt and zipper on my pants, letting them drop to the floor, and slid off my undershorts letting them all stand in a pile on the floor. She only paused in between items to kiss me. There we were in the kitchen. I had my clothes laying on the floor dressed only in shoes and socks and this hot horny doll who was 25 years younger than me was standing there admiring my 50-year-old body. “If I’m dreaming, don’t wake me up,” I thought.
“You’re going to have to do your shoes and socks, I’m going upstairs.”
I put all my clothes in their proper place and ran upstairs. I heard the shower running. When I got into the bedroom Annie wasn’t there. “I’m in here,” she said calling from the shower.
I went into the shower with her. “Sit down,” she instructed. I followed her request which was a request and not a command. She waited for me to get comfortable and then she straddled my thighs and spread her cunt lips exposing her urethra. Slowly pee started to come out. “This is harder to do than I thought,” she said. But soon she was relaxed and allowed a warm full stream to splash against my chest and run down my stomach running down either side of my balls and over my thighs. She went for a long time. When she was finished. She just looked at me with a big smile on her face, like she did the day when she had first ridden her bicycle. She had accomplished something new. “Well did you enjoy my surprise?”
“Do we have any more ice tea in the house? I didn’t think you were going to stop. Sweetie, it was just wonderful. Yes I enjoyed it.”
“Was it as good as Mother’s?”
“You’re certainly her daughter. When you said she told you everything, I didn’t realize she blabbed about technique. Yes you’re every bit as fun as she was.” I got up and kissed Annie. Now our kisses were becoming more meaningful. Our tongues were intertwining and dancing against each other. I felt bad not because this was my daughter, but because she deserved someone more her age. She is far too good to be wasted on a man my age. Yet I was going to grab the moment and enjoy it.
We continued on until she asked, “well aren’t you going to return the favor?” I hugged her tightly and then with one hand held my cock pointing it upward and peed a stream between us, then lowered it to finish on her pubic hair which was really starting to fill out. “Hmmm,” she said, “it does feel so warm and really nice. It was nicer than I thought it would be, and fun.”
I took the bar of soap and started to apply soap all over her body. Paying special attention to the area between her legs. I was intent on having fun and so was she. When she turned around to rinse, I soaped her back and ran the soap and then my well soaped hand between her ass cheeks and along her crack. I paid a great deal of attention to her butthole. When her turn came, she followed my example. She had me completely lathered and worked up. Her slender fingers felt so good on my body. “How in the Hell could Eric prefer some hairy legged guy over this?” I thought. I didn’t hate or resent him, just didn’t understand and felt sorry for him. I could never be gay or bi. I haven’t gotten my fill of the female body yet.
By the time we had showered and shampooed, I was so worked up that the next touch of my cock was going to pump cream to the ceiling. Annie had manipulated me with such great skill which was from instinct more than practice.
We dried each other and immediately went to the bed which was already turned down. My daughter had this all planned out how she wanted it. I was thrilled. We kissed and caressed. Soon I found myself on my back with her on all fours straddling my head with her legs. She slowly lowered her pussy closer and closer to my mouth. Yes she had remembered her mother telling her how much I loved to eat pussy. And she was going to get this for herself now. My tongue played with her pussy tasting the outer lips and then the inner lips, running down along their sides and across their tops. I purposely stayed away from the clit for now. I have no preference of being on top when eating pussy, or being beneath. Being beneath does allow the woman more freedom to control the location and pressure of my mouth and tongue. Annie was taking full control of this now. She was really enjoying the attention my mouth was giving her. I learned later that she had only had oral sex 3 or 4 times before. But she was really enjoying everything and anything I was doing. I guess this was partly because she was determined to get all the enjoyment she could. And that was what I really wanted for her. I wanted any experience with me to be fun and filled with pleasure for her because at this time, she was the most valuable person in my life, she was my everything.
But now it was time for heightened enjoyment. I pushed my tongue toward her clit, and she responded my angling her hips so that I had full access to her clit. She had really started to flow by now and her entire crotch was soaking wet with her juices and my saliva. I captured as much of her internal juice in my mouth and enjoyed it’s wonderful taste. My tongue whipped around her clit in little incoherent circles. And soon it was stroking it. My hands played with her whole vaginal area. I didn’t want to play with her anus yet for fear that if she was not used to it her momentum would be broken and her pleasure would be spoiled.
She had been receiving so much pleasure now that she had forgotten about my cock. That was fine because I was already at an explosive level and anything she would do would just make me ejaculate too soon.
Soon I could feel her start to tremble. The inner lips of her vagina were firm and standing straight out. Her internal fountain was flowing out of control. She was breathing at a very irregular rate. Her body was pressing even harder against my mouth. Soon she was wiggling her hips and shaking all over. She was crying with loud moans of passion. She was crying out words, but because my ears were being pressed against by her legs I had a difficult time understanding her, but I didn’t care. I was in heaven. I had this wonderful pussy in my mouth and was enjoying it. To the fullest.
Annie crashed into an enormous orgasm. Her entire body shook with pleasure wave after pleasure wave. Soon she was subsiding. She rolled off of me and collapsed in a puddle of Jell-O. She was still shaking slightly, her breath was still a little irregular. She had never experienced an orgasm with the intensity of this one. She had absolutely no idea that she could ever have this degree of pleasure.
I rolled over and lifted myself up on my elbows. Again tears were streaming from her closed eyes. I was getting a little smarter about my baby’s reactions by now and asked, “It was that good?”
She shook her head and with her eyes still closed said, “I had no idea that I could be so out of control with pleasure. I thought I was going to pass out it was so intense. I didn’t want to miss a single feeling. It went beyond wonderful. I love you so much. I don’t ever want to leave you.”
Guilt hit me between the eyes. “No Annie, some day you need to find a man your age. One who will grow old with you. Not me.”
“Daddy when you’re 75 years old, I’ll be 50. When you’re 85 I’ll be 60. If I can have 10, 20 or more years of happiness my life will be complete.”
“I love you Annie. But I love you too much to deprive you of anything.”
“Then show me how much you love me and stop arguing.”
“Okay. But if someone comes along please take him. For me. For Eve. Please.”
She didn’t answer. She rolled over and pressed her lips against mine. Our tongues again melded together as I sucked her breath into my lungs. We broke from this so that I could go to her very firm milk filled breasts. She had spilled milk out of them during her orgasm which had dripped onto my lower body. I saw tiny drops on her nipples and drank deeply from them as mouth covered first her left breast then her right. She had plenty of it for both Eve and me. Her body was healthy and she was producing a lot of milk.
“I think it’s time to see if Mother was exaggerating about how hard you got inside her.”
I guess I could have considered everything to this point as not being incestuous. But intercourse was the final part that would bring it to it’s full meaning. It’s hard to believe but I was starting to feel reluctant. Soon Annie was pleading with me, encouraging me to do it. “I want you inside me. I really need to feel you. Please do it for me. Please.” I got up and between her legs, lowering my body slowly as my cock sought it’s destination. She reached her hand down to guide it. I closed my eyes waiting for the wrath of Hell to engulf my soul. I felt the tip of my cock touch her wet pussy. Soon it was inside. With Annie pleading, I pushed further and soon rested with the tip of my cock resting against her cervix. I stopped and opened my eyes. Her face looked so angelic. She was so pleased that any reservations I had were going to disappear forever. I was giving this daughter of mine something that no one had ever given her and no one would be able to give her at this time.
She opened her eyes and said, “Thank you. You feel wonderful inside of me.”
“You feel wonderful too.” I bent down and kissed her with more appreciation than passion. “I just want to stay right where I am to enjoy it as much as I can.” I rested deep inside her to feel her vaginal walls pulse against my cock. I slowly pulled back letting my cock enjoy it’s surroundings. Annie’s vaginal walls responded by gripping at it. She let out a small gasp of joy and her face was covered with a joy that I can’t describe. She was doing just what she wanted to do, she was receiving just what she felt she needed.
I started to move down and deep inside her and almost all the way out again, each time with her reacting in pleasure and with each reaction she had I responded with a similar reaction. Soon her hips were thrusting upward to catch my downward thrusts almost as if she were trying to gain every single inch of my cock inside her now very wet pussy. We worked together as a well-timed piece of machinery complimenting each other’s movements, both of us finding an extreme pleasure in each other. Soon I could feel the changes in her body as she began to stiffen and tremble, she was getting closer to her full release. The anticipation of this was getting to me as I picked up the tempo feeling my explosion building up deep inside.
Annie crashed with pleasure. Her whole body feeling the effects of the joy her pussy was getting. Her moaning and cries of joy were more intense and spurred me into my final approach to my eruption.
One, two, three, four shots of my semen streamed into her deepest parts flooding an already full pussy. I could feel it extrude along the sides of my cock as it continued to piston in and out of Annie.
Finally my movements became erratic as I slowed down to regain my composure. Both of us were breathing heavily and somewhat under labor. Both of us has smiles demonstrating the pleasure we had both received.
“Oh daddy, that was wonderful.”
“Baby, you were wonderful. More so than I can describe, and certainly more wonderful than I deserve.”
I stayed as deeply inside her as I could for as long as I could. But soon my shrinking cock let me know it could no longer stay and I felt it slipping out of Annie. As it did, I rolled over to her side and embraced her giving her as many kisses as I could. This woman was enough for the most virile of men not an old man like me. She could wear me out with her sexuality. She was more than wonderful and I knew it instantly.
We laid there for a few moments when she grabbed my hand and pushed it down towards her very wet and full pussy. “I need one more,” she said, as she was going to emulate her mother’s favorite trick.
I knew what she was up to and couldn’t resist her at all. Soon my fingers were dipping deep inside her pussy and bringing up small traces of my semen and then bathing her clit with it. With each trip of my fingers she would respond. We were soon in a deep kiss with my fingers bathing her clit with this mixture of my semen and her secretions. Her body was trembling even harder now. And soon her kisses lost their intensity as she went into yet another orgasm. Soon she was crying out how much she loved this attention her clit was getting.
When she subsided, the two of us lay there neither one with the energy to move. This rest ended with the demanding cries of a very hungry Eve.
Annie looked at me with a slight disappointed look. “I’m sorry dear, but I’m not built to do anything for her,” I said.
Annie smiled and got up to get Eve. She scooped her up and told me she was going to take her downstairs to feed her. I got up and followed.
As Annie started down the stairs she called back with, “Dad you’ll need to bring a washcloth and diaper. Make that two wash cloths, I can feel you leaking out all over the inside of my legs. How much did you put in me anyway?”
At this we both laughed. I fetched the necessary items and went downstairs. I stopped to see this beautiful scene of my very pretty daughter sitting nude on the sofa nursing my equally pretty granddaughter. The light of dusk hi-lighted the stark beauty of this scene. I stood there almost breathless realizing just how lucky I was.
As Annie finished feeding Eve, she looked to me and said, “I think I need to do more than just wipe off. Let me go take a quick shower. And dad, Eve needs some big-time repairs so you better plan on using both towels on her.” With this Annie handed me Eve and bounced up the stairs.
She was right. Eve’s bottom was a complete disaster. But I had seen just as bad years ago with Annie. And it did take both towels to repair the mess. But with her bottom clean and powdered I again marveled at how perfect this little body was. I didn’t put another diaper on right away, but took her out onto my back patio. There the two of us sat. Me completely nude and her little nude body pressed against my chest.
Annie came down to see this sight and laughed, “you’re asking for an accident to happen. Eve never gives a warning when she’s ready to unload.” And with that I felt a small warm stream splash against my chest.
“Well, that’s the third generation to pee on this chest. I guess that’s some kind of a record.”
Annie grabbed Eve and diapered her, smiling while she felt the same sense of contentment I had felt earlier. The three of us were going to be all the company we would need.