Natural Forces Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Natural Forces Ch. 01

... those things were always on so darned early! Still it was good to have been a part of her accomplishments and to watch her and her girl friends growing up and maturing.

I made the coffee and let it brew before pouring us each a mugful. Magically as I sipped, my eyes and mind began to coordinate and focus. I looked at Trish.

There was no doubt about it, Trish was a smart, pretty woman with blue eyes, chestnut, shoulder-length hair and a playful disposition. Her eyes were alert and sparkling and a smile was never too far away. I noted how kissable her mouth was. She was wearing pyjamas. The top was a small camisole slip that just covered her tits. They weren't big; I could make out the small dark circles of her nipples underneath her top. The pj pants were just briefs. There was the definite outline of my daughter's camel-toe. I wondered whether she shaved her cunt - probably quite an inappropriate thought to have about one's own daughter, I suspected.

I stared, mouth open, but I couldn't help it. I felt my cock stir; luckily Trish didn't seem to notice. She sat down at the table to drink her coffee. I thought maybe I'd better sit down as well and hide my dad-boner which just kept on rising. I didn't want to give Trish the wrong impression; I didn't want her thinking that I was some kind of depraved pervert or something.

"You know, Dad," Trish said looking as cute and as innocent as she was, "it's kinda nice to stay with you for a while. It's been a ages since we ...

... spent any time together."

It had been a while. I thought about her growing up, feeding her, bathing her, seeing her and her friends in their bikinis in the pool. Maybe some of her girl friends would come over and swim during her stay. My cock twitched involutarily at the thought.

"Yes, it is good," I replied. "You've been away three years doing your undergrad degree at ANU. Canberra's a long way from Brissie."

"Weather's better here," she said smiling.

"And, the pool's still there," I said. "Use it as much as you like. You always loved the water."

She nodded.

"Trish," I suggested, "if you want to have a few girl friends over any time, that's fine. Just let me know."

"Cool, Dad, thanks."

"Do you still keep in touch with Connie?" I asked.

Connie was Trish's best friend, a year younger in age, blonde and blue eyed, slim and sexy. A real knockout. I definitely had a crush on her. I would have loved to have f..., well, how should I say it, "gotten to know her better", but although my cock came up when she was around, the opportunity never did.

"Yeah, we still keep in touch," Trish replied. "Connie is almost finished architecture at uni."

"You should have her over, some time."

"Connie likes swimming," Trish said. "Can I put your mug in the dishwasher?" she asked.

"Thanks, but I am going to have another cup. Do you want any more."

"Nah, I'm good," she said and stood up.

Trish rinsed her cup in the sink and opened the dishwasher. I watched ...