Natural Forces Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Natural Forces Ch. 01

... what's new, Daddio," she said as she slipped the light sun dress over her head.

Trish wasn't nude underneath, she was wearing a white bikini which looked white-hot against her honey skin. She looked fit. Sexy. She placed her sun dress on a banana lounge and turned to face me.

"Coming ready or not!" she called before running, jumping and executing a perfect, bomb that landed only inches from my face.

Water went everywhere and soon we were fooling around in the pool like the old days. I tossed a tennis ball and Trish immediately began playing the one handed catch game that we used to play when she was young. That brought back a lot of happy memories.

After a while we floated by the edge and chatted. It was fun having her around, actually and so far my cock was behaving itself, no doubt the pool water had something to do with that.

"Sorry about not wearing my swimmers," I said again.

"That's OK, Dad," Trish replied. "You hardly ever did."

"Yeah, but that's when you were kids."

"It's cool, don't worry. At least you're still in pretty good shape."

"I try my best," I said laughing, but I was secretly happy Trish had complimented me. "You don't have to wear swimmers here either. You never used to."

"Dad!" Trish said. "Don't be naughty. It would be pretty weird for me to be swimming naked with you now, don't you think?"

"Nah, just natural, but, if you say so," I replied. "Anyway, close your eyes." I showed her my wrinkly finger tips. "I'm getting ...

... water logged. Time to hop out."

I swam over to the steps and hoisted my naked self out of the water. I dried myself on my towel and wrapped it around my hips so that I was respectable. I went upstairs, showered and lay on the bed resting. Idly, I picked up my uPad and started surfing the interweb.

I don't know how, but soon I was on a porn site which specialised in "family porn", mothers, step-sons, fathers, step-daughters. They were always "step-" something. Most of it was unimaginative, repetitive, wholly unrealistic and totally by the numbers.

In these films, "Dad" just had to flop his dick out to have the "step-daughter" drooling for his cum. Or else the horny "step-daughter" would just force herself onto a very "reluctant" "Dad". Then they'd all live happily ever after. Real life didn't seem to be so easy. Trish had seen my cock twice today already and a) there was no drool on her lips and b) she wasn't forcing her pussy on me. So my incest prospects looked kinda bleak.

Still, some of the girls had nice young bodies and they helped me to harmlessly live out the fantasy of fucking my daughter. I wasn't planning to fuck Trish, but there is no doubt that the movies helped make the idea of daughter fucking an easy, pleasant thought to entertain.

Over the next few days an "obsession" with dad-daughter sex developed. I'd always been a big reader and I discovered some erotic story sites. They were a mixed bag, but the stories were often more interesting and more ...