THE TWO LOVES OF ALMA GRAY Part 1 The Beginning

It was nearly five AM, and Allen Gray had been on top of his daughter, Alma, for almost two hours. He could never get enough of her sweet pussy at this time of the morning. She was nineteen, and just like her mother. Alma had some of the best pussy papa had ever fucked. She had always been such a willing partner. From the very first time she lay with him, when she was sixteen, Alma had given her all to Papa.

''Oh god, this pussy is good, it's so fucking good. My sweet girl has the best pussy, just like your mother,'' Allen screamed.

''Oh yes, Papa, get in there,'' Alma said as she was swept away by

Papa's good dick.

However, that was over a year ago, and as they move together as one while Allen masterfully pounds her pussy, Alma keeps seeing Jake's face. Even when her Papa is on top of her, she still thinks about Jake.

In the beginning, keeping her promise to be there and care for her Papa was easy. Her mom was sick and dying, and Kate wanted her daughter to have with her dad the same type of relationship that she had with her Papa. Kate's mother had walked out on her family when she discovered her husband's forbidden love for his daughter. It was soon after her mother left them that her Father came to her, expressing his love and wanting to take her as his lover. Kate never fought back; she didn't see anything wrong with their actions.   

Kate loved her Papa deeply, and giving herself to him was the most natural thing she could do. When she was nineteen, she met Allen Gray. A tall, good-looking young man with dark eyes and dark, wavy hair

hair, she knew from the first moment she saw him that Alen would play an essential role in her life.

When Allen and Kate started dating, she told him about the relationship between her and her Father. For Allen, none of that mattered. He loved Kate and would do whatever it took to win his sweet Kate.

Allen accepts Kate's relationship with her Father. There was nothing he could do to stop it. Within a year, the older man would be dead. He died happily between the legs of his Darling Kate.

Two months later, Allen and Kate were married. Allen counted himself as one lucky man. He was married to the woman of his dreams. Kate was an excellent wife to Allen. He knew that he owed his late father-in-law an outstanding debt. The fact that she was so good in bed was due to her Father's training. The pussy was so good that Allen could never get enough; sometimes, they would go on fucking benders. Two or three days of non-stop fucking.  

The birth of their daughter, Alma, brought great joy to her parents. Alma Gray was the light of her Momma and Papa's lives. She was beautiful, sweet, and gentle. Watching their little girl grow into an amazing young woman was the highlight of their life.

Alma was sixteen when Kate got the news that she was dying. The news shocked them all. Knowing that she would be gone in a few months was hard on Kate. The thought of leaving behind the two people that she loved terrified her. Allen would miss the companionship of a wife. He needed someone to look after him, cook for him, clean, and be by his side in troubled times. He needed a woman to love him the way she had for nearly twenty years.

Kate thought of her husband's sexual needs and the kind of woman who would warm his bed. In Kate's mind, there was only one answer. Only one woman could take her place in Allen's heart and his bed: their daughter, Alma.    

Kate knew she had limited time to convince her daughter that this would be best for her and her Papa. For the remainder of her life, Kate prepared her daughter to take her place in her husband's life. Alma learned a great deal about her Papa and his likes and dislikes. Kate told her daughter how much her Papa loved being bathed. And how much she enjoyed taking baths with Allen. She even told her what he liked in bed.

One day, Kate called Alma to her bedside. It was time to ask Alma for the ultimate sacrifice. Kate knew her time was close; the end was near, and she had no time to waste. ''When I was your age, I fell in love with a much older man, she began. He was very kind and loving. I had known him all my life. So when he came to me and told me that he was in love with me, I was happy. But I knew there would be trouble; most people would not have understood our feelings,'' Kate explained.  

Alma never said a word; she just listened as her mother recalled the happiest time in her life. 'My parents had an unhappy marriage; my grandmother forced my mom to marry my Papa because she was in love with another woman. My Papa loved my mother and tried for years to make her happy. But no matter how hard he tried, nothing he said or did was good enough for that woman. My Papa told me they had me because my mother thought having a baby would save the marriage. But Mother was wrong. I didn't save their marriage; I broke it up.''

Kate paused to gather her thoughts. She wasn't sure how Alma would react to what was coming next. ''The first time my Papa turned to me, I was sixteen. Papa and Mother had been fighting for days about what I didn't know then. It ended with Mother leaving for a few days. My Papa was hurt and alone. Whatever they were fighting about pushed Papa too far. My Papa was a proud man, and when he discovered Mother had taken another woman as a lover, it nearly killed him. One night, Papa had too much to drink. He was very lonely, and he needed someone to talk to. He needed someone to love, and that would give her love in return.''

Alma knew her mother was deep in thought. Kate smiled, thinking of the man she loved so many years ago. ''My Papa was so kind, and he was in love with me.'' Kate grew silent again. She needed Alma to understand her relationship with her Father and their love.

''The night he came to my room, Papa sat on the end of my bed. He was sad and lonely, and seeing him in such a state of confusion scared me. I got out of bed and sat beside him. I always saw my Papa as a strong, happy man, full of life. I no longer saw my Papa that night when I looked into his eyes. He was broken. I had to do something,'' Kate said.

Alma felt she knew where her mother's confession was going, but what her mother told her next would change everything for their family forever. ''Papa and I sat and talked; he had much on his heart and mind. He had been wrestling with something for months, ever since Mother left. Papa said he had found another woman he wanted to be with. Somehow, I knew he was talking about me. I never said a word; instead, I stood up and removed my nightgown. For the first time, I stood naked before my Papa.''

The first time he kissed me was so sweet. Papa and I never thought we were doing anything wrong; we were in love. That night, when my Papa took me to his bed, was the most incredible night of my life. Our lovemaking meant as much to him as it did to me. I spent five years in my Papa's bed and was never happier,'' Kate said as Alma held her mother's hand.

''The years I spent in my Papa's bed helped me become a better wife and lover to your Papa. I was only nineteen when I married your Papa. The first time your Papa made love to me was so wonderful. Because of the time with your grandfather, who taught me how to love my man on my wedding night, I wasn't some scared, silly little girl who didn't know how to please her man in bed,'' Kate said as she grew tired.

''Mother, are you asking me if I would sleep with Papa after you're gone?'' Alma softly asked.

Kate had to muster all her strength to make Alma understand that what she was asking was in everyone's best interest. "Sweetheart, I know I am asking a lot of you; believe me, I wouldn't ask if I didn't think you could love your Father the way I loved mine—to be a comfort to him, to be there for him in good times as well as the bad. And yes, to share your body with him. I know the outside world says that the type of relationship that I had with my Papa and the kind of relationship I am asking you to have with your Papa is wrong and sinful. Oh, my Darling, there is nothing immoral or evil about a Father and daughter lying together. The very act of lovemaking between a Father and his daughter is the purest thing on earth. My only regret is that I won't see my sweet girl step into her womanhood.''     

Alma had much to think about. Her mother was dying, so how does she deny her mother's dying wish? The thought of being her Papa's lover scared her, but then the idea of being with her Papa was not as awful as it sounded. ''There is something else I need for you to do,'' Kate said.

"Yes, Mother, anything," Alma said. "Will you take off all your clothes? I need to see my sweet girl's beautiful body." Kate's request caught Alama off guard, but she obeyed. Alma stood up and began to undress. The look on Kat's face was mesmerizing. She was in awe of her daughter's beauty.

When Alma dropped her panties, all Kate could do was smile and think of the first time her husband would see their daughter naked. ''Oh my, sweetheart, your Papa will be so pleased when you go to his bed. Your body is so beautiful, and your Papa is a masterful lover. I am sure that the two of you will not only find comfort in each other, but you will also find a love that is so pure and magical that nothing could ever come between you. My only regret is that I won't be here to see the look on your Papa's face when he takes your lovely body the first time.''

The next day, Kate Gray said goodbye to her family. With her husband and daughter at her bedside, Kate died knowing that the two people she loved most would always be there for each other in good and bad times.

For the next seven months, grief and loneliness overtook the Gray house. Allen had found comfort at the bottom of a whiskey bottle. Alma was dealing with her grief. Trying to find a way to be the kind of daughter that Papa needed had been challenging. By now, it had been well over a year since Allen had a woman in his bed. Alma had become Allen's wife in every way except for one. He had not touched her, nor had he ever attempted to bed her. At some point, Alma realized how spot-on Kate was regarding her feelings for her Papa. She was in love with her Father and ready to give Allen her body.

It felt like he was in hell; that is what the loss of his dear sweet Kate felt like. A hell that he could never escape from because she was gone. In Allen's mind, no man has had a better wife, friend, and lover than Kate Gray. Life without Kate was cold. And his bed was even colder.

Yes, he missed Kate, and he missed having a woman in his bed. When Kate became ill, her illness precluded Allen from enjoying his wife. Even then, Kate had started to plant the seed of her husband bedding their daughter. One night, while lying in her husband's arms, the subject of Allen and their daughter came up.

"Allen, why haven't you tried to seduce Alma? Don't you want her?" Kate asked.

The question caught Allen off guard. He didn't know how to answer her. He didn't want to hurt Kate. But the truth of the matter was that he had fantasies about what it would be like to fuck his daughter. She was as beautiful as her mother. And if he ever had a shot to get a taste of her young pussy, he would take it. But now was not the time; Kate needed him, and he needed to be a faithful husband to the end.

''I don't know how to answer you. You're my wife, and she is my daughter, and the thought of having Alma in my bed, well, I can't think about that now,'' Allen said with a hint of sadness.

''Well, just let me say that if you did take a lover, and if it's our Alma, nothing would make me happier than to know that the two people I love most are there for each other.''

Being a farmer is hard work, and being a farmer's daughter is even more challenging. Once Kate was gone, Alma took over the running of the home, which was located on 24 acres of land. The three-bedroom house was well-kept. Alma had become a relatively good cook and was very good at taking care of her Papa. But yet, something was missing.

The first time he noticed her was when she was wearing one of Kate's dresses that she had left for Alma, along with a note she had found: 'Darling, wear this if you want to get your Papa's attention.

One night, after a long day of working the fields, Allen came home dead tired. All he wanted was a good meal and a hot bath. Little did he know that his entire life would change when he walked through the back door. As usual, Allen knew his sweet Alma would be there, waiting with a hot bath and a home-cooked meal. He has been so impressed with his young daughter. How she has stepped up since her mother died brings a sense of pride in his girl.

He had picked up the evening paper and walked into the kitchen. As he looked up, time suddenly stopped when he saw Alma in a dress that Kate used to wear for him. At first, he thought Kate was back from the dead. "Papa, are you alright?"

Alma's soft, gentle voice snapped Allen back to reality. ''Yes, sweetheart, I'm fine, just tired,'' he said.

There was a spark when he looked at Alma. It had been so long since a woman had gotten him hard on the spot that he almost forgot what that was like. He had to turn away, fearing she would see what she was doing to him. But it was too late. Alma noticed he was hard, and she knew it was her doing.

''The dress, where did you get that dress?'' Allen asked.

"Mother left me some of her dresses. She said I should wear them when I want your attention,'' Alma said shyly.

'Well, baby, you got my attention.' Allen thought to himself. He knew he had to get away from her before doing something they would both regret.   

However, Alma had other ideas. She was sixteen and in love with her Papa, just like her mother loved her grandfather. As sure of her feelings for Allen, Alma knew her Papa would never make the first move. It was up to her to let her Papa know how much he was loved and wanted.

''You look so beautiful, just like your mother,'' Allen said.

''I have your supper ready, Papa, and maybe after supper, I can help you with your bath, the way mother used to,'''

Allen didn't know what to say or how to act. He wasn't sure if Alma was flirting with him, but whatever she was doing made him hard and hony.

''No, sweetheart, you don't have to do that,'' he said as he tried to hide his state of arousal.

"No, Papa, you don't understand; I want to care for you, just as my mother did.'' The silence between them said everything. But Allen couldn't go there, as much as he wanted to; the thought of bedding Alma was still new to him.

After supper, Allen decides to take a walk; he needs time to think. It has been almost two years since he has had a woman. Kate was the love of his life. But she was gone. And she wanted him to move on with his life. Kate wanted her husband and their daughter to be lovers. However, Allen wasn't so sure about Alma; would this be something she wanted?

It was also hard on Alma. She was sixteen, and she missed her mother. But she was the woman of the house now, and now she wanted more. She wanted her Papa. Her mother had been gone almost a year, and still, Papa had not tried to bed her. It was becoming more and more clear that if she wanted to be Papa's lover, she would have to make the first move.

Allen had been gone for an hour. he tried to find answers to what was going on in his home. If he were being honest, he would come clean and do what he has been wanting to do for months: take his sweet daughter's pussy.

She heard the front door slam. Alma waited for him to call for her. ''Alma, girl, I'm back. His voice was harsh.

''Yes, Papa, I'm in the bathroom; your bath is ready,'' Allen...