From: Jimbo@funtime.net (Jimbo)

   Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

   Subject: My Daughter Annie Chap 1 (Inc.  Adult)

   Date: Thu, 30 May 1996 01:38:52 GMT

   Annie

   Chapter One.

   "Breathe.  Breathe.  Don't push too hard.----" came the instructions in
the delivery room as Annie was bringing her first child into the world.

   "What am I doing here?" I thought to myself.  "A woman's husband or
mother should be here.  Not a father." I grabbed my daughter's hand and
squeezed it, "Baby, you're doing really well, I'm so proud of you," I
encouraged my only daughter who was close to presenting me with my third
grand child.  "Why didn't you marry a normal guy?  Why did Eric wait until
you got pregnant to tell you he wanted to live with his male lover and your
marriage was a mistake?" These thoughts blitzed through my mind as this
precious daughter was working so hard to deliver life into this world.

   "I see hair," announced one of the nurses, "Grandpa, come over here and
see your latest grandchild."

   I dropped Annie's hand and went to view this new entry into the world
with Annie's legs spread apart in the stirrups, certainly not a modest view
for a woman to be in.  She was clean shaven so the little red hairs were
certainly not hers.  I thought I had a strong constitution, but this was
really a messy sight and I was feeling very light headed.  And soon the
baby came out in a gush, so fast that the doctors had to reach quickly to
catch it.

   "It's a girl!"

   Tears came to my eyes, "Marty why did you have to die.  The little
granddaughter we had wanted for so long was now here.  A little girl needs
to be held by her grandmother." These were the thoughts that went through
my mind as I starred at my daughter's anatomy on display in such a non
sexual manner.

   "Evangeline."

   "What did you say Annie?" I asked.

   "I want to call her Evangeline.  Eve."

   I went to my daughter's face and kissed her.  She knew that was my
mother's name and how I loved it.  "Thank you Annie.  It means so much to
me."

   "Daddy having you here means so much to me.  I was so frightened that I
would have to face this all alone.  Thank you."

   "This is the greatest thrill I could ever have.  Seeing little Eve come
into the world." The nurse laid Eve across Annie's chest so this new mother
could see her first child immediately.  Eve

   already had light red hair on her head.  "I guess there's no doubt she's
mine, is there?" said Annie with a very content smile on her face.

   "No baby.  She has you hair.  And I can already see you in her."

   I was asked to go into a waiting room while they finished up in the
delivery room.  Later I was sent to Annie's room in the hospital to wait
for her.  She arrived, looking very exhausted, but very thrilled.

   "Daddy, thank you for being here when I needed you the most.  And thank
you for letting Eve and me come live with you..  I was so anxious about
where I was going to go, what I was going to do."

   She had stayed in her apartment after Eric left her.  All through her
pregnancy it was just the two of us.  Her apartment had a rule against
children and she was forced to move.  Her mother had died five months ago
after a long bout with cancer.  And I had this big four bedroom home that
was too much for one very lonely man to live in.  I had resorted to talking
to the furniture,

   looking at Marty's pictures and hours of crying in my loneliness.

   "No Annie, thank you for coming to live with me.  I need someone in the
house so very badly.  I'm hurting.  You and Eve are the medicine I need."

   I couldn't wait for them to come home.  I took the next two days off and
stayed at the hospital.  I would just spend hours looking in the nursery at
Eve, to a point that the nurses knew my name the moment I walked into the
viewing area, and would rush her crib to the window for me.  "God, she's
beautiful," I thought.  My trips to Annie's room were filled with hugs and
kisses.  I guess I did over do it with flowers and cards.  But she was all
I had.  Her older brother was gone.  Killed in an auto accident.  My
daughter in law had remarried and my two grandsons had been adopted. 
Except for a card on my birthday, I never heard from them.  My wife was
gone.  I had no brothers or sisters.  So it was just the three of us for
all practical purposes.  So why shouldn't I give her a room filled with
flowers, and Hallmark could always print more cards.

   When not at the hospital, I moved all of Annie's belongings into the
house, repainted her room, bought her some new furniture, and of course the
best crib I could find for my new pride and joy.  Everything was ready for
my new, welcomed house guests.  I was thrilled.

   Not only was I thrilled, but Annie was tickled pink when she came into
the house and it was announced to her that this was her home and I was a
guest.  This was the beginning of a new depth to our relationship.  One
that would take some very strange twists.

   Eve was only 4 days old.  Annie had just been home her first full day. I
got home from work and she was in the living room with the TV on watching
the news.  As I stepped into the room

   she smiled and said "Hello".  She was bare from the waist up and was
nursing Eve.

   "Annie, don't you think you should cover up?" I suggested trying to hide
my embarrassment.

   "Dad, these are the same breasts you saw in the hospital.  Don't be
embarrassed.  Eve is almost finished," she answered.  "Have you ever tried
human milk?  I mean have you ever tasted it."

   "Well, no.  Your mother couldn't nurse so she never produced any.  But
what are you suggesting young lady?"

   "I still have more and instead of using a breast pump, I was going to
let you try it for yourself."

   "Are you suggesting I--- I mean do you want me to--," I stammered and
sputtered.  "That's not proper.  You're my daughter for Pete's sake."

   "Mom used to tell me how horny and kinky you were as a lover.  I can't
believe that drinking some of my milk is such a damning thing.  Besides,
there is no one else on this planet that I would

   want to taste my milk other than you and Eve.  I want you to try it. 
Please....  for me..."

   I took great pride that even as Annie was growing up, I never so much as
touched her, not that she wasn't as beautiful to me as her mother was.  I
did have a great sense of decency and I wanted

   her to always remember me as a clean, decent father.  One that she could
remember with pride and love.  Not a molester or pervert.  Yet her breasts
were larger than normal now that they were making milk.  And they were so
beautiful.  I was so lucky that she had become such a beautiful woman. 
Annie looked very statuesque with her 5'10" frame, her gentle soft curves,
bright red hair, and soft blue eyes.  Her nipples were very erect.  And I
did envy Eve.  Marty's illness had deprived us from expressing our physical
love for over a year.  Her death had become a blessing she had suffered so
much for so long.  I indeed was horny.  I had been so depressed I didn't
even masturbate all this time.  Passion was driving completely through my
body.

   "Okay Annie.  But it isn't because I'm perverted or anything.  I'll try
it."

   "Daddy, you're not perverted.  You're a healthy man with all the
passions of a man.  You're the only man in my life now and I need your
touch on my breasts more than you need it."

   I slowly moved my mouth over her right nipple and began to suck lightly,
I was so afraid of hurting her nipple or breast.

   "Eve sucks harder than that Daddy."

   I soon felt the milk coming into my mouth.  I was shocked at how sweet
it tasted.  It reminded me of "Eagle Brand Milk" we used to have when I was
a kid.  My stimulation seemed to be so pleasing to Annie.  She closed her
eyes and literally purred at my sucking.  I could feel my cock getting hard
and really tried to disguise it.

   "Well, how does it taste?"

   "The truth?"

   "Yes, the truth."

   "Wonderful.  Sweet and light.  And..."

   "Sexy and exciting?"

   I blushed, "Yes," I said with a very subdued tone, "Very sensuous, very
sensuous indeed."

   I didn't realize how much Annie needed to hear those words until she
really started to open up.  "I needed your validation, Daddy.  I needed to
hear you admit that I was a sexual turn on.  It's

   important to me."

   This was the first hint that I had that Annie had not enjoyed a full
rich sex life.  Over the next few days it became a habit that when I was
around and Eve was finished, I got to drink the leftovers.  I got to a
point that I really enjoyed the taste and knew that some day it would be
gone so I needed to enjoy it while I could.  I still was having trouble
with my cock getting hard.  I had

   found Annie's body a very exciting and stimulating thing.  I was able to
control my urges to rip her clothes off because of a deep sense of what I
was taught as being right and wrong.  And incest was wrong.  But, oh my! 
She was all woman and I was getting so attached to the feel of her body
during these very intimate times.

   Annie had been in the house for three weeks when the next step happened.
My house was large.  It had four bedrooms, a family room, den, living room
and three bathrooms.  The two upstairs bathrooms were the ones we used. 
But the shower in my bathroom was big and luxurious.  Most of it had been
custom made years before.  It was a day that I had gotten off early.  I was
the Marketing Manager for a large industrial firm, and we had just finished
the details on a big new venture.  I wanted to go home and take my two
ladies out to dinner to celebrate

   this event.  I went into the house and up the stairs to shower and
change clothes.  I didn't even look for Annie.  I went into my bedroom and
removed most of my clothes just down to my undershorts.  I went into the
bathroom to turn on the shower when I came to a screeching halt.  There was
Annie, totally nude and drying herself off, having finished a shower
herself.

   "Oops, Oh my God, Annie I'm sorry, I didn't even think...Wow, I'm sorry
darling."

   "Daddy!  What's wrong?"

   "I had no idea you would be in the shower.  I would have knocked to let
you know I was home.  Please forgive me."

   "For what?  Coming into your own bathroom.  That's silly."

   "Well you're...I mean you aren't..."

   She looked down at her body and then looked at me, "You mean I don't
have clothes on?"

   "Well yes, that's exactly what I mean.  I want you to have all the
privacy you need.  And I've burst in on you like this." She knew how
embarrassed I was.

   Then she started to laugh.  "I was in the delivery room, my legs up in
the air, spread apart, with who knows how many strangers staring at every
private part of me.  There isn't anything I have on or in my body that you
didn't see and now you're flustered at seeing me nude.  I can't believe it.
I'm not ashamed or bothered.  You're the man in my life, you should be able
to look."

   "I'm your father.  The grandfather of Eve."

   "And the only man in my life who has ever loved me."

   I couldn't believe that my own daughter's body was so exciting to me.  I
could feel my cock getting harder by the second.  I couldn't hide it, there
was no place to turn, no place to run to.  Annie saw it right away.

   "I turn you on, don't I?"

   I was stumped.  I couldn't lie.  "I'm sorry baby, it's just a reaction.
Yes you are more than sexy.  But I haven't allowed myself to feel turned on
for so long.  I mean it's been so long since I had the chance to see such a
beautiful sight.  I did everything I could to honor your mother.  I stayed
away from every temptation on earth to be totally faithful while she was
sick."

   "You never masturbated?"

   "No.  I wanted to be faithful in thought as well as deed, so I tried to
turn my attention away from any thinking that would give me problems."

   "Not even after mother was gone?"

   "I was too depressed.  I loved her so deeply, I was so empty.  You and
Eve have given me so much of a reason to live."

   Annie grabbed my hand and led me to my bed and made me sit down next to
her.  She set the towel next to her and looked me straight in the eye. 
"When you looked at me and got turned on, that was the most thrilling
feeling I have had in over a year.  I was a virgin up until my junior year
in college.  I was too busy with school, studies, and work to get involved
with a man.  I had two quick romances, but while there was sex involved
they were very unsatisfying.  I met Eric and his love for the arts became a
common ground for us.  But he never made me feel like a woman.  His love
making was very clumsy and unromantic.  He had no idea what foreplay meant.
The only way I ever got an orgasm was after he was asleep, I could
masturbate.  When you looked at me and admired my body, I felt validated as
a pure sexy female.  I only wanted that from him or any man.  That was a
very thrilling moment for me.  And it came from you."

   I had no idea where this was leading.  But I got a hint when her hand
move over the top of my under shorts and she began to gently stroke my
still hardened cock beneath them.  I tried to back

   off, but I was so horny and it had been such a long time.  My prejudice
dropped immediately.  Oh I tried to protest, "This is wrong Annie.  This is
very wrong."

   "Oh so Adam didn't have sex with his daughter's?  Where did the wives of
his sons come from?  No daddy this is not wrong.  You mean so much to me, I
love you more than I can express."

   She fumbled to remove my pants and finally I relented and removed them.
She was as strong willed as an adult as she had been as a child, so when
her mind was made up, don't fight it, just give in.  My cock was at full
mast now.  It was sticking straight out.  Annie took it into her hand and
admired it.  She cupped my balls and said, "These produced the sperm that
made me."

   I looked down rather sheephisly and smiled at her and said, "I never
replaced them."

   We both giggled at my preposterous remark.  She looked at them and at my
cock with great wonder.  "It is kind of thrilling to me to know that this
is the place that part of me was formed."

   She stroked my cock lightly.  "Mom always bragged to me about this."

   "She didn't.  Did she?"

   "When I went to college, she and I talked a lot about sex.  She enjoyed
everything the two of you did.  She was so proud of you and what a lover
you were.  And kinky."

   I looked up to the ceiling as if looking into heaven and said, "Marty
you could never keep anything private."

   "Daddy, I always wanted a man to satisfy me the way mother was so
satisfied.  I never found him.  Here lay down next to me and let's talk
some more.  I need to talk."

   We laid down next to each other, her hand was still stroking my cock
gently, but not enough to make me explode.  Then she removed it and placed
her hand on mine and guided it to her mons.  She pressed my hand firmly
against her pubic hair which was now starting to grow back.  She closed her
eyes and let out a sound of contentment like a dove's coo.  "Please feel
me," she said, "I need your touch so desparately now.  Please." With this
she parted her legs to give

   my hand complete access to her very wet slit.  My brain was now
disconnected and I was running on lust power.  I rolled over on my side
facing her and my finger traced around her entire pussy.

   It had been so long since I felt this.  I had forgotten how wonderful it
felt.  Annie saw it in my face.  "I am sexy to you," you said half asking.

   "Oh my dear baby, you are the sexiest woman alive in the world today."
She knew half of this was lust talking, but a big part of this was my heart
talking.  She was sexy.  I percieved her as being of incredible beauty and
she felt it.

   My finger found her clit.  I toyed with it, giving it sincere promises
of even more attention.  My touch of her clit sent her body into a complete
spin.  It was like turning on a light that illuminated her entire soul. 
Her pussy was now literally dripping it's juices.  I really wanted to lean
down and drink this feminine nectar.  But instead I wanted her to call the
shots.  This was her body and I wanted her to orchestate my moves.  She
raised her hips and asked me to put my fingers inside.  I love the feel
inside a womans vagina.  It is soft, wet and warm.  And it is full of
sensations for me.  Her's was as wonderful as I remember her mother's
being. My fingers were getting very slippery from all her lubrication.  I
was sensitive to how brutal childbirth had been to her pussy and didn't
want to hurt her or bring any kind of discomfort to her.  Soon I was
rubbing from deep inside to up and across her clit.  Each time bringing up
more of her internal juice to bath her now swollen clit.  With each stroke
her body responded.  I picked up my speed a little

   and her butt started bouncing on the bed in response to my stroking.  I
rolled over and was partially on top of her.  Her right breast was pressed
against my chest.  Soon she was shaking

   with pleasure, her breast was lactating slightly against my chest.  She
was dripping between her legs and from her chest.  Her entire body became
flush and soon she was crying out, "I love it, I love it.  Oh it feels
sooooo goood, please go deeper and longer strokes, I love it."

   I plunged deeper and made my stokes glide more rapidly along it's path
each time circling her clit rubbing all of it's surface I could.  With a
loud moan of joy, Annie crashed into a gigantic

   orgasm.  Her skin was flushed completely red, making her look completely
sunburned.  Her eyes were shut with floods of tears streaming from their
corners.  Her lips were trembling trying to

   hold back her crying.  As she started to lose some of her flush, I asked
her if she was okay.  I just knew that she was a victum of guilt now and it
was all my fault.  "I'm sorry baby, we just went too far."

   She opened her eyes and rolled up to embrace me tightly.  "Oh no Daddy,
we haven't gone too far.  I have never had an orgasm that strong in all my
life.  Mother was right.  You are wonderful.

   I love you so much," She kissed me not as though I was her father, but
as a lover.  "Thank you for that I needed that so very much.  That's
everything I've wanted sex to be.  That's the feeling I have dreamed about.
I love you."

   Her tears brought tears to my eyes.  "The feel of your pussy was so
wonderful.  I had forgotten just how wonderful it was.  I have missed it so
much more than I have admitted to myself.  I love you Annie.  Your being
here in my...., no our house means everything to me.  And you were
outstanding just now."

   She looked down at my cock which was half erect now.  "Please let me
show you how much I love you now.  I want to suck you."

   I was so melted now I couldn't protest at all.  I laid back and let her
work on me.  She showed signs of some practice, I had learned that Eric
insisted on blow jobs over intercourse.  But then that figured to be the
case knowing his orientation.  Because of this, Annie became very skilled.
She manipulated my cock with her fingers as carefully as a craftsman making
a real work of art.  With her mouth she used lips, tongue and teeth with a
deftness of a surgeon.  I wasn't going to hold back at all.  I could feel
myself getting ready to shoot a year of pent up frustration.  I wasn't sure
what she was going to do.  But as I exploded, she moved her head away and
tried to catch my semen in her hand.

   "I just want to see it this time," she said I want to swallow it next
time." Next time!!!  I still hadn't gotten over the shock of the first
time.

   "Why do you want to see it?" I asked.

   "Daddy, it's this very semen that went into Mother and made me.  It's
corny, but it's important for me to see it."

   She scrapped it up, looked at it like a scientist, and then rubbed it
against her body.  Finally she leaned down and wrapped her mouth around my
now somewhat flaccid cock and sucked the last drops of semen into her
mouth..  She smiled very approvingly when she looked up at me.  And then
with a very quick change in mood, she asked, "Just why are you home so
early anyway?"

   "Well I just finished our new marketing campaign and got the owners to
approve it.  So I wanted to take my two favorite ladies to dinner."

   "Well let me wash off again and feed Eve, and then let's go.  In the
meanwhile you can take your shower and then move my stuff in here.  I just
decided this bed needs me, and I definitely need it."

   From: Jimbo@funtime.net (Jimbo)

   Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

   Subject: My Daughter Annie Chap.  2 (Adult Incest)

   Date: Thu, 30 May 1996 01:39:23 GMT

   Annie

   Chapter 2

   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.  And if they did, Annie was cool enough to make an
adjustment to our sleeping arrangements.  Yet I was haunted with my old
values of right and wrong.

   While Annie nursed Eve, I made reservations.  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 stood there 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.  But now

   it was a source of inconvenience for the adults around her.  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, you're 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 oil and cocoa
butter on her small stretch marks.  An unfair price women pay to give life.
I did this with great relish, and love for her.  And soon this which would
be a nightly routine became a labor of love for me.

   She 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 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 this 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 worth.  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 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 57 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 like 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 for ever.  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 others
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 affects 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 had 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 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.

   From: Jimbo@funtime.net (Jimbo)

   Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

   Subject: My Daughter Annie Chap.  3 (Adult Incest)

   Date: Thu, 30 May 1996 01:39:54 GMT

   Annie

   Chapter 3

   After awhile all was settled down.  I had barbecued dinner, we had
finished and all was cleaned up.  All three of us were sitting outside on
the patio.  I had built the backyard for privacy, so the fact that only Eve
had clothing on made for a relaxed atmosphere.

   Annie moved closer to me and grabbed my hand to give it a warm squeeze.
"This is so much more than just shelter for me daddy.  This is like a
dream. One that I don't ever want to end.  I have never felt so secure and
loved since I left here to go to college.  You are the first man to make me
feel like a woman."

   I passed that off as a slight exaggeration.  But Annie quickly noted my
reaction.

   "I have been told never tell all.  Because it can be used against you
someday.  But I need to tell you what happened in my life."

   I sat there with mixed emotions.  "Let's go into the house and let me
put Eve in her crib.  She's fallen asleep.  We'll just sit together without
lights on and just talk."

   I put Eve down in her crib and joined Annie on the couch with the only
light coming from the moon and the reflection of street lights in the
neighborhood.  We sat there quietly with Annie slightly facing me, holding
both of my hands in hers.

   "I was a virgin went I went to college.  All through high school I
didn't want to get involved with sex.  But about the middle of my sophomore
year at college, I met Howard.  We spent some time alone together in the
chemistry lab.  He was a sweet guy, a little on the nerd side, but I didn't
mind that.  We became friends because he could trust me and felt I wouldn't
laugh at him.  I started to date Howard and soon discovered that he was the
'American Rarity' a male virgin in college.  This fact made me even more
relaxed around him.  He was a terrible kisser, but an all around nice guy.
The first night he felt my breasts, he just left his hand there and didn't
move it.  I guess he thought that would make me excited.  The night we both
lost our cherries was a circus.  He had been as nervous as you can get
buying condoms.  He said he felt everyone in the drug store looking at him.
He could almost hear his mother scold him.  He said he walked out of the
store without looking at anyone, and left his change on the counter.  The
two of us had a terrible time putting it over his penis.  When he finally
got up the nerve to try to penetrate me, we were both scared.  He slowly
pushed into me and ripped my hymen with a big push that hurt worse than I
thought would be possible.  I remember thinking that if this was sex, I was
in for a long life.  When he was through he was so full of guilt that he
immediately got up and cleaned himself off, leaving me just laying there."

   "Our next few times were not all that much better except that I was
feeling a little more enjoyment, but nothing very exciting.  That summer is
when I talked to mother.  I told her about my experience and she talked
about the two of you.  It was because of our chats that summer that I felt
there was more to sex than I had gotten from it."

   "That fall I met Chuck.  He was a jock.  He was experienced and he was
exciting.  He knew all the right words to say.  He made all the right
moves. And before I knew what was going on, I was in bed with him.  He was
good.  He brought me so much physical pleasure.  He was the first person to
'eat my pussy' and he loved it.  He introduced me to sucking his cock and
the taste of cum.  He was smooth, but he couldn't be true to one woman.  He
had to be screwing several different ones.  I found out about a couple of
them and felt there was no future with this and I dumped him."

   "I went through a period of celibacy until I met Eric.  He was kind.  It
was my senior year and he was a graduate student.  We both had a love for
classical music and both sang in a community

   choir near the campus.  Eric and I became good friends and started
dating on a regular basis.  He never pushed for sex and was always a
gentleman.  When we did have sex it was very soft and he was always
concerned about me getting hurt or feeling pain.  He preferred me
performing oral sex on him over intercourse.  He never performed oral sex
on me.  I thought this might change over

   time.  He got engaged and then married.  His sexuality with me never
changed.  He loved me playing with his anus and he even seemed to get off
more having anal intercourse with me.  But

   he never seemed to have his heart into touching my pussy or even my
breasts.  After I got pregnant he got even further from being intimate with
me.  The only orgasms I got were the ones I masturbated myself to.  I was
three months pregnant when he disclosed that he was gay.  In some ways I
was relieved that it wasn't me he was rejecting and in other ways I was
furious that he married me without telling me first.  He claimed he didn't
realize it until he had an encounter with one of the male students at the
university.  He said that was his first sexual encounter ever with another
man and that was what he needed in his life.  Well you know the rest.  I
left him partially because there would be no hope for a normal future and
partially out of misunderstanding."

   "I tried to make a go of it alone.  I had a nice job, but I didn't know
how it would work out with Eve.  That's when I called you for help.  You
never once lectured me.  You took me in and

   treated me like a queen immediately.  I wanted to stay here because I
felt secure and loved.  That day you saw me nurse Eve for the first time.
That was totally an accident.  I had tried to be

   discrete before than.  I didn't realize you were home.  After you saw my
bare breast, I just out of impulse wanted you to try my milk.  The feel of
you sucking my milk out of my breast was so comforting to me that it was,
well, downright sexy to me.  I struggled at first with how far I was
willing to go with you.  But the more I thought about how lonely you were,
how good mother said you were, how desperate I was for love and comfort,
the more I was making up my mind that I didn't want to go looking for love
anywhere else when you were what I wanted all along.  I

   know that this is pure and simple incest, but it is my life and I'm
responsible for my own happiness.  You're everything mother said you were.
You love me and Eve more than anything in the world.  I love you more than
any man I have ever met."

   She continued.  "Then when you caught me in the shower, it gave me the
boost I needed to go through with what I wanted to do.  I heard you come
into the house.  So I stayed in the shower a

   little longer.  It was all planned from that moment.  I'm sorry Daddy, I
didn't mean to trick you into it.  I just needed you at that moment.  It
just worked out that way."

   Annie paused from her story and brought her face next to mine.  I could
feel her breath brush across my lips.  "Daddy, I need you more than I need
life.  I love you so very dearly and don't want or need anyone else in this
world." And with that she kissed me.

   My heart was melted.  I was totally without resistance.  She had
presented a case I couldn't refute.  "Okay Annie.  If that's what you
really want.  We'll do it that way.  You have to realize

   that it won't be always easy.  You need a man your age.  There will
always be the big age gap, not to mention our relationship.  But I promise
to be the best person in your life.  And I promise that the first time you
find someone else I will encourage you to take him.  I don't know how we'll
explain things to Eve, but we have time to figure that out."

   With those words, Annie was all over me.  She jumped onto my lap and
straddled my thighs with her legs.  Her kisses covered every inch of my
face.  There was that wonderful feeling of "flesh to flesh" as I felt her
bare breasts press against my chest.  I would be a father, lover, husband
and friend to her.  I could feel her pubic hair which was starting to get
fuller now brush against my cock.  It made me really hard in no time. 
Annie wasted no time at all and reached down to insert my now swollen
member into her very wet pussy.  My mind was starting to buzz.  Forget
about the incest stuff, how am I going to keep up with this kid?  She was
either going to kill me with a heart attack or wear my cock to a stump. 
Annie did all the work.  I just sat back while her youthful pussy massaged
my cock.  Up and down she pumped on it.  I could hear her getting closer to
an orgasm and deep inside I could feel that familiar feeling starting in
me. Soon she was flailing out almost incoherently.  And shortly I was again
shooting my cum deep inside her.  She finally slowed down to some very
small quiet moves and then came to a stop with my still somewhat hard cock
deep inside her, the tip of my penis kissing her cervix.

   As I slipped out of her, she purred in my ear just how happy and in love
she was.  Love.  Poets have written about it, songs have been sung about
it, yet no one really understands it completely.

   But this was love I was receiving.  It was without conditions.  It was
just there for me to enjoy.  "Oh Annie, I will never know why you love me.
And I guess I shouldn't worry about the 'why' and just enjoy the fact."

   "Why?" she asked, "why not?  You make me feel so feminine.  You
appreciate every part of me.  You want to protect me at your expense.  Why
shouldn't I love you?  I won't find a man like you."

   I knew she was wrong, they're out there.  I also knew that pre-made
families intimidated some men.  I would only let my Annie go to someone who
was worthy of her.  She was all I had.

   The rest of the evening was spent in the most intimate of situations
'shared solitude'.  We didn't turn on the television, or radio.  We both
sat on the sofa and read.  Annie with her head on a pillow on my lap.  We
read for an hour without a sound until Eve again announced she was hungry.

   So the three of us went upstairs to call it a night.  Eve and I got a
late night snack of milk.

   The next morning came all too quickly.  Yet it came very nicely.  Annie
and I had been sleeping together for some time now, but last night was the
first time we had had intercourse and so this was the first 'morning
after'. It did indeed feel different than the previous mornings.  The
bird's songs seemed to be prettier the sun seemed to shine brighter,
everything seemed sweeter.

   I rolled over and felt Annie's rear end.  It even felt nicer (not that
it hadn't felt wonderful before now).  My touch woke her up.  "I'm sorry,"
I whispered, "I didn't want to waken you." She said nothing but rolled over
and hugged me.  Her eyes were so warm and beautiful to me.  Annie was that
kind of person who wakes up in the morning with a sweet disposition.

   "Why don't you feed Eve when she wakes up and then I can sleep."

   I looked at my chest and then hers, "I don't think she'll go for it."

   Annie smiled and said, "I guess you're right."

   "Now that you've had a night to sleep on it, do you have any regrets
Annie?  I mean about what we're doing?"

   She rose up and wrapped herself around me, "Regrets?  Yes I do.  I
wasted some valuable time.  Last night should have happened a few weeks
earlier."

   "I'm never going to get you to admit that I'm not the best you can do,
am I?"

   "Sorry, I just can't lie.  You are all I want or need."

   "So you used to finger old Eric's butthole."

   "He loved it."

   "What about you?"

   Annie smiled a sheepish little grin, "I kind of liked it too.  It was
like I was doing something to him that gave him pleasure.  Inside his anus
was the softest skin I have ever felt."

   "I imagine all rectums are as soft.  Your mother's was the only one I
felt and it was soft also."

   "She never played with your butthole?"

   "She would have told you if she did."

   "I guess that's true."

   "Roll over on your tummy," with that Annie removed a tube of KY she had
in the drawer of her night stand.  She applied some to her fingers and
slowly worked one of them into my hole.  I had had the doctor stick a
finger up there in the past to check my prostate, but never had I had
someone put a finger up there as a part of giving me pleasure.  At first I
jumped a little.  Then

   Annie showed she knew exactly what to do as she manipulated her finger
in and out of my ass.

   "That does feel nice.  You have such a gentle touch."

   "Do you want to do it to me?" and before I could answer she maneuvered
herself around where she had access to my anus and I had an unobstructed
access to hers.  I applied some of

   the KY to my finger and gently worked it in and out of her.  We were
like kids exploring each other.  Her tight butthole was so inviting.  I
wanted to eat it, suck it, feel it and push my cock

   into it.  But this was hers to orchestrate not mine.  After some time I
noticed her breathing changing.  I had learned now that she was going into
her preliminary steps towards a nice good

   morning orgasm.  I never knew a woman could orgasm with her anus being
invaded.  And then I realized that Annie needed her pussy attended to so
she could finish her explosion.  She dislodged her digit from me and
allowed me to slip down with my head between her legs.  With just a few
trips by my tongue around her clit she was reeling into ecstasy.

   Her chest was rising and falling with waves of pleasure as I continued
to lick her.  Soon she made it to the peak and spilled over into bliss.  As
she slowly came down from her height, I

   ceased the attention on her clit and started to suck on her pubic hair.

   "I have waited all this time to wake up like that.  It was so good. 
Thank you dear heart," smiled Annie.

   We probably would have gotten even more involved with each other except
for this little redhead in her crib making some beginning noises to let us
know she had waken and was hungry and wet.  I got Eve and brought her to
Annie.  "Feed her first and then you can shower.  I'll shower while you're
feeding her."

   "No.  Don't shower until we can together.  Besides I have enough to feed
both of you."

   I watched and chatted with Annie while Eve was busy on Annie's left
breast.  We talked about when she felt she would feel ready to return to
work.  Her job was still waiting for her.  She was

   a research chemist and very much in demand.  We decided that there was
no hurry but she should return when she felt ready.  It wasn't a matter of
finances.  I had planned very well for retirement

   some day and with all my investments and my current earnings five Annies
and 10 Eves could be supported.  But she needed to be around people.

   We both decided that she would return when she felt like it and not
before.  Eve and I came first in her life and she wanted to be there when
she was needed by either of us.  With that she switched Eve to the other
breast and invited me to finish what Eve had left.  I was going to miss
this someday so I wanted to take full advantage of her milk.

   With Eve back in her crib Annie and I both went into the bathroom and I
started the shower.  I stood there while the water was heating up just
admiring this beautiful creature with all her youth.  She was such an image
of her mother I thought to myself.  She steals my heart every time I look
at her.

   Annie sensed somehow what I was feeling.  She looked at me and said,
"You really loved mother, didn't you."

   I looked at her and wanted to cry.  "She was everything to me.  A piece
of me lies in the ground with her.  You are the closest thing on this earth
to being her.  But I don't want you to think that that infatuation is what
draws me so close to you, because while you resemble her so strongly, you
have a uniqueness she didn't have.  And she was some things you will not
ever be.

   Does that make sense, or am I just an old man blubbering?"

   "I understand what you mean."

   We both jumped into the shower and played like two little kids soaping
each other down and sliding our slippery bodies against each other. 
Nothing sexual, just two people in love feeling the

   life in each other.  Yes I was falling in love with this daughter in a
new deeper sense.  She was now my mate as strange as it seems.  I stopped
and just admired her body.  And with that she caught my eye.  There was
fire in her hazel eyes.  She was flushed with anger.

   "Father!" she said sternly (she never addressed me as father unless she
was ready to make a statement which I had better listen to), "I have been
really patient with you and this bullshit about the age difference and our
relationship.  I am a 25 year old woman, who has been married, who has a
child.  I am not a 12 year old who is being molested by her father.  I have
made a conscious decision to have you as my lover.  An adult, premeditated
decision.  I have let you mope and stammer over my decision long enough.  I
do not want to hear one more word about age, relationship, the future or
what other people will think.  Quite frankly my dear, I don't give a

   damn.  If I hear you ever mention any of those again.  I will take Eve
and all I have here and we will move out of your life completely.  So do I
have your promise to stay off of those topics?"

   I find it hard to imagine any man in this world standing in the shower
with his adult daughter, both completely nude and covered with soap having
his ass chewed out by her like I got.  She was as sincere as I had ever
seen her.  I looked down like a little boy who just got scolded by his
mother.  Then I looked up at Annie and said, "I would rather die than to
lose you and Eve.  You have made the decision, I am the one who is getting
all the benefits from it.  You are gaining nothing because everything
material I have is already yours.  But I do respect your maturity and will
never mention any of those subjects ever again."

   This was sealed with a hug that cracked both our backs and a kiss that
seemed to last for hours.  We had made a pact and it was now official.  It
would be the three of us from here on out.  We would deal with Eve's
questions as she got older.  We would live our lives one day at a time.  No
matter what happened to me, these two ladies were guaranteed a secure
future.  I was now the wealthiest, happiest man in the world.

   
