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Archive name: Heaven.txt (mf, fant)
Authors name: Caesar (caesar69@my-dejanews.com)
Story title : Heaven Or Hell?

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           Its starts out like heaven - but is it?  

                              ***

"Where am I?  How did I get here?"  Jacob's eyes were filled with a
stark whiteness.  He lifted a hand up to his eyes, confirming its
existence.  Below, above, and to all sides the bright whiteness filled
his vision.  There were no seams, gaps, or form to his surroundings.
It was almost like he floated in this white world.

Next, the middle-aged man looked down upon his body.  It was the same
as he remembered it.  He was wearing the pajama's bottoms he put on as
he was getting ready for bed.  His feet were bare, as was his chest.

The last thing the handsome man remembered was going down the stairs
to get some water.  It had been night and he had awoke thirsty.  His
wife Jen lay sound asleep next to him.  Then something happened.  He
remembered the sight of the stairs coming quickly towards his face,
his son's skateboard falling past his vision.

"Am I in a hospital?"  He spun around to again confirm his
surroundings.  "Hello?!"  A suspicion cut through him.  "Was I hurt?"
The question was not directed towards anyone, though Jacob was looking
for some type of answer.

Louder, he said, "Was I hurt?!"  He rubbed his face and head, and was
thankful to find nothing wrong.

"My God, am I alive?"  This was spoken in almost a whisper.

"Actually, no, you're not."

Quickly, Jacob spun about and was startled to find a strikingly
beautiful woman standing only a foot from him.  She looked to be in
her late twenties and had long blonde hair, pale skin, fine-boned, and
was very thin.

"Your son's skateboard caused your fall and you broke your neck on the
stairs."  He quickly reached up and grabbed his neck, which felt fine.
"You died very quickly."

Her voice was angelic and the woman spoke in a gentle, soothing tone.
The man noticed the woman before him was wearing a simple silk robe,
completely see-through.  Her long blonde hair was covering one of her
full breasts, but the other was easily seen.  She was beautiful.

She had to be an angel.

Jacob fell to his knees before the woman, barely noting the blonde
bush now at his eye level.  "I'm in heaven?"

The laugh she returned was light and heartening.  "Where else would
you be?"

Jacob was never religious and was never inside a church.  His wedding
was performed by a Justice of the Peace, and his kids were never
baptized.  Yet, the man quickly pressed his palms together and looked
up into the beautiful woman's eyes.  He had tears within his own.

"Oh, Jacob."  She reached out and gently brushed his hair from his
forehead, the hand warm and soft.  "You will be fine.  You are dead,
nothing can hurt you now."  She smiled softly.  As his tears turned to
sobs, the angelic woman encircled his head with her slim arms and
pressed him to her bosom.

He cried to himself, almost as a baby would - the loss of his family
and friends, the fact that he would miss his eldest daughter's
university graduation, his son's hockey games, his wife's kisses.
Everything that the man had known was gone.

But the hard pointy nipple pressing into his cheek could not be
ignored.  The woman that held him gently like a baby was the most
beautiful woman Jacob had even seen.  The dead man had been a powerful
corporate executive in a holding company, and the pleasures of
beautiful woman were an indulgence that he had often enjoyed.

The gentle hand brushed his hair and soothed his heart.  Almost as if
she was reading his mind, she asked, "You find me beautiful, Jacob?"

A rhetorical question.  Jacob only lifted his head to look into the
deep blue irises of this "angel", as he thought of her.

She held onto his head with both hands.  "In the afterlife, here you
can have anything you desire.  You will never eat or sleep, though you
may if you wish.  Any earthy desire that you had held can be easily
fulfilled."  She gently guided his face to her bosom, and his lips
pressed against her small pointy nipple.  "As well as your desires in
the afterlife."  She smiled down at him when his mouth opened and he
tentatively took her nipple into his mouth, the silk gown quickly
becoming drenched with saliva.

Some desperate need in him welled up and took possession of his
passion.  He needed this woman, this angel.  Frantically, almost as if
he were afraid that she would stop him, he sucked and kissed her brown
nipple.

In this uncertain state that Jacob was in, the passionate pleasure of
a woman seemed to be God- sent.  He needed to be with her - it felt
therapeutic and healed his broken heart.

With rough, desperate hands, Jacob reached up and grasped the neckline
of the gown before ripping downwards.  The silk easily parted and the
gown fell to the woman's feet.  Now his lips suckled her naked breast
even while she still smiled down at him.  "Oh, my darling man, I am to
help you however I may.  Suck me to your heart's content, Jacob."

Her melodic and soothing voice only inflamed his passion, his manhood
proudly pressing outwards from his pajamas.

Panting with desire, the middle-aged man forgot everything about him,
even his situation, and found his animal urge paramount.

Quickly, desperately, Jacob pulled his angel downwards, her knees on
either side of his lap.  Without any guidance, his manhood sunk into
the blonde woman's sexual furnace with ease.

"Is this what you want, Jacob?"  His strong hands reached around to
hold onto her perfect ass to guide her movements in time to his own.

With her hands on his shoulders, the woman began to move up and down
upon the man's cock, her super wet, hot sex making loud arousing
noises in the wide white expanse that surrounded them.  Very
sensuously, she asked, "Is this how you would like to spend eternity,
Jacob?"

Almost without thinking he responded with an affirmative grunt, his
body sweating and quivering with desire, her body reacting similarly,
yet her face never showed the passion that was expected.

She asked again, "Tell me, Jacob, tell me how you would like to spend
eternity?"

The flood of his energy drained from his cock, along with a generous
amount of sperm.  He screamed out in rapture, "Fucking!".



Chapter I


Jacob awoke, refreshed and clean, upon a huge silk- covered bed.  When
he opened his eyes, he knew he hadn't dreamed the incredible woman or
the mind- blowing orgasm he experienced.  And the white expanse about
him still engulfed his vision to all sides, all except the bed.

The man sat up and found that he still wore the pajama bottoms that he
passed away in.  Hoping to find his angel nearby, nothing could be
seen of her.

Laying his head back down, he took a deep breath and relaxed.

"This is not near as bad as I thought."  He chuckled to himself,
reliving the enjoyable experience from before.

Time hadn't any meaning any longer, and Jacob found that his mind
wandered across many topics of interest, though it almost always
returned back to interesting ladies in his life.  His thoughts may
have drifted for minutes or days.  He had no measure of time, nor did
he even think about it.

Along after an immeasurable moment, Jacob sat back up and realized he
wasn't alone.  His wife lay within the bed, her back to him.  It
appeared she was sleeping.

"My God!  Jen?"  He reached out to touch her warm shoulder, to see if
she was real.  His touch woke her.

The middle-aged woman moaned in her sleep then rolled over towards her
husband.  "Hum...hello, darling."  She yawned and stretched.  The
covers fell from her shoulders and he saw she wore the light blue silk
teddy that he had purchased for their fifteenth wedding anniversary.
She had never worn it.

"Are you dead, too, Jen?"

"No, silly."  She smiled at her husband, and her hand reached out to
grasp his pajama covered cock.  "Would you like me to go?"  She smiled
sexily, knowing the answer and her husband all too well.

Jacob shook his head, yet was puzzled at his wife's actions.  Never
before had she been so forward.  "Then you are just part of my
imagination?"  He was striving for some answer.

Smiling softly, his wife took his hand and moved it to her chest,
beneath the silk bed sheet.  His strong palm rubbed down her warm skin
and then beneath the teddy until it stopped above her small soft
breast.  "You tell me, do I feel real enough for you?"

He pulled his hand away, still uncertain.  Jen would never, not since
he knew her, act this brazen.  Seeing his puzzlement, she pressed on,
"The husband I knew would have put his cock into me by now."

That started him.  "What?!"

She smiled and didn't bother repeating herself.  "Relax, Jacob, I'm
here for your enjoyment."

He suddenly realized the last thing he had said to his angel, and that
his wife being here was just a part of his eternity of enjoyment.  "So
I can do anything I want with you?"

Without hesitation, she answered, "Of course."

Anything?  "Then ask me to fuck you nicely."  He waited for his wife
to fulfill his request, his cock already hardening.

The seductive smile returned. "Jacob, darling, please fuck me."  She
again lay back, but pushed the silk bed sheet down to her knees.
Since he didn't say anything right away she continued, "You tease, you
just want me to beg, don't you?"  She kicked the covers all the way
off the bed, revealing her soft curves beneath the light blue garment.

That was it. Jacob was convinced.  "No.  At least not right now.  I
would like you to spread your legs and show me how you play with
yourself?"  He shifted slightly and pulled off his cotton bottoms.

Jen smiled knowingly, then slowly, seductively, the woman with whom
had shared over half his life spread her legs, those long slim legs
that he so often enjoyed.  She had been a swimmer in college and the
legs hardly deteriorated since.  They were still long, smooth and
tanned.

Then her hands rolled down the front of her body to press the silk
fabric into her crotch.  His wife moaned loudly then rotated her hips
against her palm.  When finally she pulled her hand from between her
legs, the fabric had a definite wet spot from her excitement.  Partly
for her husband's enjoyment, and partly for her own, Jen closed her
eyes and bit her bottom lip as she began to enjoy her own
ministrations.  There was a snap for the lingerie that Jen took
advantage of, which allowed easy access to her overheated vagina.

Jacob could not take his eyes off his wife - this persona was
completely different from the one he married.  Yet he would not trade
this episode in for any amount of money.  It was obvious his wife was
fast approaching an orgasm, something he had not even been sure she
has ever experienced.  A part of him snapped; he was jealous of his
wife's enjoyment, and his own excitement provoked his actions.

Pulling her hands roughly from her body, his wife groaned when she
felt her husband's weight upon her body.  He held both her wrists in a
single hand above her head and the other balanced his perched body.
His cock easily aimed and sunk into his wife's hot wet sex.

She screamed out in pleasure, "Fuck me, Jacob darling!"  As her body
was rocked by the powerful thrusts of her husband's penis, she
repeated over and over, "yes".  Jen locked her ankles behind her
husband's back, her pelvis moving up to meet his.

It happened to be the best sex Jacob had had with his wife in years.
She was extremely excited, her body almost out of control, and nothing
impeded his enjoyment.  If this is what heaven was like - "Fuck I love
it here!"

She replied, thinking he had spoken to her, "I like you here too,
baby!"  Jen was breathing so hard it was difficult for her to speak.
"Come inside me baby!  Fill my wet hole."

With a single grunt, his orgasm flowed out the head of his cock to
flood the inside of his wife's love channel.  She screamed out and
clenched her body, including the inner muscles of her sex, as her own
orgasm exploded.

Collapsing upon his wife's sweaty body, he felt her lips gently
kissing his neck and ear.  "God, that was great."

She giggled, again, almost girlishly.  "We can do it whenever you
want, darling."

Jacob simply smiled into her cheek as he dozed off.



Chapter II

When next he woke, he felt gentle fingers rubbing up and down the
length of his cock as he lay spread upon his back.  The fingers became
lips and the tip of a tongue, still moving gently so not to awake
him. Up and down the tongue went, licking his semi-hard penis like a
popsicle.  The technique was slow and relentless, and perhaps that was
why Jacob stole a look down his body.

It wasn't his wife, but Judy, his secretary from a previous job.  Her
eyes met his and they conveyed her joy before again closing so she
could continue to work upon his prick.  Now that he knew who it was,
he realized that Judy worked upon his organ differently than his wife
Jen ever had.  Judy was more patient, more gentle, almost as if she
loved to suck and lick his cock.

Three years before his death, this was exactly the way Judy used to
suck his cock.  Anytime, anyplace he wanted.  Their office romance
lasted four months and had to end when Jacob fired her.  Thinking
back, he knew he was being an asshole, but this fine-looking woman was
beginning to feel guilty for cheating on her husband and Jacob
overreacted.  Firing her was his answer, though his dick missed the
hour-long blowjobs Judy often did behind the closed doors of his large
private corner office.

When finally he felt ready to spend, Judy took her warm wet mouth from
his organ and applied pressure to a spot beneath his balls.  This
effectively stopped the anticipated release of his sperm.  A few
seconds later, she again resumed her oral worship upon his still-hard
throbbing cock.

Jacob groaned out with pleasure, his memory returning about those
fantastic blow jobs before he fired Judy.  She could literally keep
his orgasm pent-up, like the finger in the dike, for long, almost
painful minutes.  Almost hours.  When his orgasm did come, and it
always came eventually, there was no experience like it.

"God, I wish I could suck you like that!"  Jen exclaimed in
admiration, probably to herself.

Jacob was startled when he saw his wife kneeling next to him upon the
huge bed, appearing almost from thin air, since he was sure she had
not been there moments before.  He also realized she showed no anger
that her husband was receiving a tongue- lashing the likes she could
never deliver.  In fact, he thought he saw desire behind those warm
familiar eyes.

Reaching down, Jen pulled the long brunette hair from Judy's face and
held it back, which gave her a better view of the action between her
husband's legs.  "Who is this sexy cock-sucker, babe?"

He felt the fingers pressing, holding back the flood of sperm.  "My
ex-secretary, Judy."  She nodded, as if remembering the younger woman,
though Jacob did not think they had ever met.  They may have spoken on
the phone, though.

Jen was completely naked, and her nipples were obviously hard and the
smell of her excitement becoming readily apparent.  She crawled about
on the bed to find herself behind the kneeling young lady.  Jen knelt
behind the raised buttocks and rubbed her hands along the
blouse-covered back down to the skirt-covered ass.  After a few
moments of this, Jen began to gather the conservative skirt up the
legs and past the bottom to collect it about the waist.  Judy wasn't
wearing any undergarments - she never did.

"Has your cock ever been in this pretty cunt?"  She smiled warmly to
her husband while a hand disappeared behind the bottom.

Judy reacted positively by groaning into the cock, his wife's fingers
obviously inserted into the ex- secretary's sex.  Jacob sat up onto
his elbows to get a better view of the action at the other end of the
bed.  "Yes.  Several times," he finally answered tentatively.

The youthful-looking woman was now rocking back and forth, while the
sound of sloppily-manipulated cunt became apparent.  "You should have
told me, babe!  I would love to watch this slut fuck you."  She bent
forward slightly to bring her face closer to the moving raised ass,
seemingly to get a better view of her working fingers.  Jacob watched
excitedly.  "What did you enjoy the most, her cunt or her mouth?"

Long moments ago, Jacob had subconsciously decided to be honest with
this woman, his wife.  Though the wife he knew when alive, would never
act or say these things, he still found himself attracted in many ways
to the woman he married.  "Her mouth and then her ass was always fun.
I find her pussy too loose."

His wife looked up in surprise, "Her ass?  That sounds fun!  Why
didn't you ever try fucking my ass, babe?"  She looked closely at her
husband then turned her eyes to the puckered anus a few inches from
her face.  "It's so small."

He groaned out in enjoyment, then finally answered, "I always thought
you didn't like sex."

She giggled at that.  "Did you never wonder why I had all those
candles in our bedroom?"

Jacob saw his wife press her index finger from the other hand into
Judy's tiny anus.  He felt heated desire run through his body and
collect at his balls.  God, what a sight!  "You mean you used those
candles to play with yourself?!"  He sounded as he felt, surprised.

"Some of them, yes."  Judy groaned louder, while Jen changed the
subject.  "Your secretary sure loves being fingered."  Both man and
wife watched as the puckered anus stretched with every motion of the
tiny feminine finger.  Jen smiled lovingly up at her husband, almost
as if they were alone.  "I would love to feel your fingers inside me
right now, darling."

"God, yes!"  His rash words were caused by the experienced mouth
bobbing up and down his throbbing cock, and partially by his wife's
words.  Jen took it selfishly and pulled her fingers from the
secretary, who moaned from the loss, then she crawled about the bed.

Jen lay perpendicular to her husband's head and shoulders on her back
with legs spread and knees bent.  When he turned his face towards her,
he looked straight up between her thighs at her pulsating wet vagina.
"God, I love you like this, Jen!"

Playfully, she replied, "I love you, too, darling.  Like what, dear?"
She wiggled her bottom forwards until her sex was a single foot from
her husband's head.

"Like a slut."  He gasped as the experienced tongue teased the tiny
hole at the head of his cock.

"Am I a slut" - Jen looked about for her husband's free hands - "for
wanting to get finger-fucked by you?"  He grinned hugely, then brought
the far arm about and aimed two fingers into his wife's overheated
sex.  "Thank you, Jacob.  Yes!"  She was actually screaming out in
pleasure - a sound her husband had never heard her make before.

"Yes, you're a slut.  My slut, Jenny!"  He enjoyed the intimate view
of his fingers within his wife's sex.  Jacob didn't so much fuck her
with his digits as simply play with her, enjoying something he had
never had this much pleasure with before.

His wife was pumping her hips in rhythm, attempting to get her husband
to fuck her with his two fingers rather than simply manipulate her
folds.  The middle-aged woman tried another tactic and brought her
gorgeous legs up.  She pulled her knees almost to her shoulders, which
curled her body into a ball.  Then she spoke in a tiny girl's voice,
"Put a finger in my bum, darling!  Fuck me in both places at the same
time, baby."  She wiggled about, her anus now exposed to her husband's
desiring eyes.

With the first two fingers in her vagina, he simply straightened the
third and allowed it to press against the hard muscle of her asshole.
The natural lubrication from her dripping pussy had coated her anus
enough to allow her husband to press past the tough outer ring to the
second knuckle.

The long lasting stimulation of the mouth and now the feel and sight
of his sexy "new" wife was bringing him to the brink of a powerful,
almost painful, explosion.  Greedily, Judy was able to drink all of
his nectar while his wife began to thrash and convulse in her own
orgasm.



Chapter III

What was happening was simply too good to be true.  The woman that he
had been married to for almost two decades was the perfect sexual
partner.  He knew it wasn't really his wife, yet wondered if the
enjoyment the woman laying next to him expressed was mirrored in his
still-living wife.  Did she really use some of those candles that had
constantly been in their bedroom as a imitation cock to fuck herself
with?  How often did she masturbate?

Jacob lay awake long after the explosion of his orgasm.  His wife
slept beneath the silk sheets next to him while Judy had simply
disappeared; for one second he had turned his head and when he turned
back, she was gone.  That quick, that silent.

He was lost in his thoughts when a small warm hand grasped his naked
flaccid penis.  It didn't surprise him, but he had imagined his wife
had awakened and desired more sex.  Jen had made it readily apparent
that she was willing and ready to fuck him at a second's notice - he
never doubted it.  Jacob looked down and jumped back when he saw his
youngest daughter's happy face looking up at his.

It was Anne, his thirteen-year-old and youngest child.  She put a
finger to her lips and nodded to the sleeping form of her mother.
Then she whispered, "I've always wondered what you looked like naked,
daddy."  Jacob was simply too startled to say a word and simply stared
in amazement.

The young teenager wore her usual bedroom attire, an oversized
tee-shirt and panties.  He could see that she wore panties, white
plain cotton briefs, because she had pulled up the shirt to her waist
and was rubbing the outside of her covered sex mound with her free
hand.  Jacob looked down at his soft penis and saw that it still
looked huge in his daughter's small hand, even as she tried to stroke
it with unfamiliar movements.

It was a stunning sight, one that he was completely unprepared for,
even after the appearance of the other two woman in his life.  Anne
leaned over and kissed the soft smooth head of his circumcised cock,
which jerked in response.  "I have wanted to do this for so long,
daddy!"  She kissed him again, her mouth opening up enough to leave a
drop of saliva on the pink surface.  "I think about you when I touch
myself."  She stuck out her tongue and daintily touched his cock, then
giggled to herself at the new unfamiliar feeling of a man's prick upon
her tongue.

She was very amateurish with the male organ, and stared intensely.
Her hand familiarized itself with the width and ridges of the shaft as
it squeezed and stroked.  Anne licked again and Jacob could see his
youngest savor the taste of him upon her tongue.  It was too much,
especially when his cock began to harden.  "Stop, baby."  He tried to
keep his voice down, lest he wake Jen beside him.

Looking up from beneath his cock, the quickly- thickening organ
pressed to her sweet young face, she asked, "Don't you love me,
daddy?"  Her eyes looked like they were about to cry.

It wasn't an argument Jacob could win, and he knew it.  "Yes, I love
you, baby, but this isn't right."  She never said a word.  All she did
was lift her head and open her mouth wide before descending down to
engulf her father's cock.  Only half-hard, she was able to get half
its length into her, while keeping her eyes upon her father's
intently.

Jacob felt the pleasure of her small mouth and warm wet lips as his
prick slid into the forbidden body.  He groaned and arched his back
involuntarily.  Anne had always been his "baby", his youngest
daughter, and he had spoiled her rotten since her birth.  Not once did
he think about her as a sexual person, as a young woman with thoughts
of desire and fantasies.  Yet when he saw her adolescent slim
body,just entering the beginning stages of puberty and that look of
desire in her eyes, he wanted her.  Hadn't the angel said "anything"
he desired?

That was it.  His cock jerked to full hardness when his mind finished
with its internal dilemma.  Anne was surprised at the size that the
prick suddenly became and could only hold the head within her mouth.
Yet her father had different plans.

He reached down and lifted her face from his lap and whispered, "Take
your clothes off, baby."  She smiled happily at her father's wish to
allow her this fantasy fulfilled and quickly discarded her two pieces
of clothing.  Anne waited until he grabbed her wrist and pulled her
towards him.

She fell onto his hard unfamiliar masculine body and hungry lips
kissed her face and neck.  Jacob could feel her smooth tiny thin body
against his and her pressed his hard cock into her thigh.  She giggled
and moved about, applying appealing pressure to his manhood with her
youthful body.

"Is this what you thought of, baby?"

She gasped as his thick tongue slid into her wide mouth and searched
out her own.  Hands grasped her firm, boyish ass and manipulated it
deliciously, while fingers slid down between them.  Jacob could feel
the moist heat emulate from the region of his daughters cunt, and he
could feel the moisture of her sex drip upon his stomach.  It was too
much of the middle-aged man to possess such a young girl, his own
daughter, and to be able to do anything with her - it was more than he
had ever dreamed about.

Jacob spun about until Anne lay pinned beneath him, her look of loving
desire attaining a new, worried look.  He enjoyed the sight of the
tiny thin body beneath him, and moved her legs to either side of his
hips.  "I'm going to fuck you, baby!" He touched the head of his hard
cock to her tiny wet hole.  She reached up with her hands to the back
of his head, trying to pull him back down her lips, but he was to
incensed.  Giving up, she leaned her neck forward and kissed her
father's closest nipple with tender love.

It wasn't returned when the mature and horny man drove his cock into
the girl.  She screamed out in a muffled cry as her cherry broke
beneath the harsh intrusion and the long thick cock completely filled
her tiny teenage hole.  Tears rolled down the smooth cheeks of the
young girl as her idea and fantasy of loving her father was abruptly
shattered with the single plunge of a thrusting cock.

"Fuck her tight cunt, Jacob!"

The hot-blooded man jerked his head up and was surprised to find his
wife laying upon her side, watching her husband take their youngest
daughter's virginity.  She had pushed the silk covering down to her
knees and raised one leg straight up into the air, exposing her
crotch.  One hand plunged two fingers into herself while the other
grasped her exposed hard nipple.  Jen's eyes were on the junction
between her husband's hips and her daughter's smooth, hairless cunt.
"God, what a sight.  I wouldn't have guessed it would have fit."

After the surprise of his wife watching and then enjoying the
incestuous coupling, Jacob looked down into his daughter's face.  She
looked very young, scared, and hurt.  Anne was sobbing silently while
biting her bottom lip.  Jacob realized this wasn't how she had wished
her fantasy to proceed, or how her father would treat her.  He pulled
his throbbing cock from her body and leaned down to kiss her tears.

Jen gasped, "Don't stop!"  He ignored her words and placed tender soft
kisses upon the smooth soft skin until Anne stopped sobbing and her
mouth sought out his.

"No more pain, baby." Her tongue slid out into his mouth as she tried
to imitate what she had already learned.  Still with her mouth upon
his, he again spun with his tiny daughter clinging to him.  He pulled
her face from his by her short brown almost boyish hair.  "Put my cock
back into you."  She gulped very loudly then nodded affirmatively.

Anne, his youngest daughter, sat up over her father's body and hunched
down so she could see between her legs.  Her hands steadied herself
upon his chest while she rubbed her slit back and forth along the
length of his cock, unsure of what to do.

Jacob saw a new hand reach between the bodies, and Jen grasped his
cock and aimed it straight up.  "Go ahead, honey, it will feel great."

Anne looked embarrassed but answered, "Thank you, mummy."  The young
teen lowered her body while her mother aimed the blunt shaft upwards.
It was easier than before, and her body was able to accommodate the
thick man meat with only a part of the pain that she had felt earlier.
Yet she could only descend half ways down the cock - after that, it
was too painful.

Jen withdrew her hand, then leaned back to again masturbate and watch
her daughter fuck her husband.

Anne moved slowly, very cautiously, up and down.  Still looking
between her legs, she seemed amazed that she was able to swallow half
that huge cock within her tiny female folds.  All three people watched
that single point between the two bodies as father and daughter began
to fuck.

After several moments of tentative movements and experimenting with
her first cock inside her body, Anne looked up into her father's eyes
with sheer bliss.  Her wide smile was enough for him, and he began to
move his hips in time to the tiny tight cunt holding his shaft.

The sound of the two females' pleasure, the heavy breathing of Jen and
the gasping of his daughter, gave Jacob cause to groan with his own
desire.  Just when he felt the beginning of the end, his daughter
started to buck and thrash upon his cock as she orgasmed delightfully.
Jen squealed and clasped her hand between two slim thighs as her own
orgasm began.  It was Jacob that was last, with the sight of both the
attractive ladies, as well as the pressure of the tiny vagina setting
him off.  His cock jerked and filled his daughter up with his seed
even while he groaned loudly, the sound accompanying the other two.

It was rather good, thought Jacob - his first teenage virgin fuck, and
his own daughter.  Anne dropped down in exhaustion between her
parents, holding both their hands with her own.  "I love you, daddy."
He only smiled as a response and closed his eyes to enjoy the ebb of
his coupling.

Seconds passed and Anne let go of Jacob's hand and when he opened his
eyes, she was gone.  Jen was looking upon his body with that new look
of desire he had come to understand, at least since his death.  "You
two looked incredibly sexy."

Jacob smiled at the recent memory, "Did we?"  He was trying to become
accustomed to the immediate arrival or disappearance of those about
him.

"Oh, yes.  I wanted so much to join you, but knew your first fuck with
her should be together."  He looked over in surprise at his wife's
words.

"Do you think it was wrong what happened?"

"What happened?  That you fucked our youngest daughter?"  He nodded,
looking for someone to mirror his own thoughts, perhaps to give him
absolution.  She leaned over and kissed his lips tenderly.  "No, dear,
I don't think what happened was wrong.  Remember this isn't real, that
wasn't your daughter you fucked."

"It sure looked like her."

She laughed.  "What about me?"

"What about you?"

"Do I look like the woman you married?"

"Yes, very much...
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