Rachel - Sex Stories

Rachel

... arm slipped round her waist and she hugged me. Careful not to touch anywhere a father shouldn't I hugged her back. The closeness of her and the smell of her hair brought back that other aroma and against my will my cock twitched and began to grow thicker. I shifted to conceal it from her. 'You don't want to cuddle me do you?' She pulled back with a look of mock hurt. 'Yes I do. It's just that I was a bit, umm, uncomfortable.' 'What with me? 'No, just the drive, I'm a bit stiff, I mean I ache a bit.' 'Where? Do you want me to massage it for you? 'No! I mean no, it’s gone now thanks.' 'I don't believe you! Show me! Prove it!' And saying this she grabbed a loose cushion from the seat and threw it at me. I picked it up and threw it at her retreating rear as she rolled backwards over the arm of the couch, landed neatly and dived sideways to avoid the cushion. 'Right - its war!' Rachel laughed as she grabbed the cushion and did a long distance lob from the corner of the room. I grabbed it in mid air and advanced, blocking her escape from the corner. `Let battle commence.' I said menacingly as I lunged towards her, falling easily into the c***dish game we’d played when she was younger. But I should have accounted for her speed and agility. She ducked under my arm, grabbed the cushion and dived back onto the couch. Without thinking I dived after her and found Rachel pinned under me, face down and still holding the cushion. This was a bad situation. Her rounded buttocks, lifted by ...

... the cushion, were now pressing against my already excited cock, but I couldn't just stop in the middle of the game without making her suspicious so I tried to take as much weight off her as possible while reaching round in an attempt to grab the cushion. But instead of the cushion my hands found something soft and firm at the same time - and warm as well. Rachel laughed and pushed up with her hips to give her room to move the cushion. This must have been enough for her to feel my erection through only two or three thin layers of clothing. Lifting my weight a little more allowed Rachel to wriggle and turn over quickly underneath me so that now she lay on her back. A change came over her face. She now looked serious and happy at the same time. Not knowing what to expect I did nothing just lay with my arms lifting myself up from her warm body, her face a few inches below mine. Then to my surprise, but I can't in all honestly say against my will, she reached up, put her arms round my neck, pulled me towards her and kissed me. Not the gentle peck on the cheek of a daughter, but the sensuous, full on the lips kiss of a lover. After a few seconds of stunned panic I pulled away. 'And now you know,' she said quietly. 'Know what?' I said like an idiot, still too shocked to think clearly. 'That I want you.' She said, in matter of fact voice as if explaining to a small c***d. 'You mean..?' 'Yes, that's exactly what I mean.' But Rachel, I, we...' But I didn't finish because her lips touched ...