Natural Forces Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Natural Forces Ch. 01

... had obviously failed miserably. On the other hand, I had seen her naked in the bath with her tits out, so I guess that every cloud does has a silver lining.

I sorted all the kitchen stuff and went to have my shower and get ready for dinner. I returned to the kitchen to plate up. Trish had finished her bath and was already there, tasting the Masala. Unfortunately, she was dressed, but she was only wearing a light, translucent dress. She sipped her wine.

"Smells good and tastes better, Daddio," Trish said pleased with my culinary efforts.

I thought of parts of Trish that would smell good and taste better, too.

I topped up her glass and we had dinner. It was very pleasant. We chatted a lot about old times and future times. The Chicken Tikka Masala was pretty good, too. I owed Madhur one.

Afterwards we went to the lounge room and watched a movie, "Shakespeare in Love." It was one of Trish's favourites. I topped up her glass now and then while the film played.

The movie hadn't been on for long and Trish was already showing signs of tiredness. I tapped my knees and she swung her feet up to rest in my lap. She settled comfortably into the lounge. I massaged her feet while we sipped our wine and watched the movie. Now and then I let my hands rub her lower leg. Her calf muscles felt so nice; she must have moisturised after the bath.

I looked over about halfway through the movie and saw that Trish had nodded off. She looked sound asleep. I didn't want to disturb ...

... her, she looked so beautiful and at peace. She was almost laying flat on the lounge and her dress had fallen against her body. Her tits were too small to make much of a contour under her dress but I thought I could see the shape of my daughter's mons. I kept massaging her feet as I thought that if I stopped she might wake up.

I kept looking at her mons and let my hands creep above her knees. Trish slept on. Her thighs felt so soft, warm and strong. Soon I was massaging them more than her feet. My cock began to respond in my shorts and it pressed upwards against her feet which were still nestled in my lap. The contact felt good.

A wicked thought came into my mind. I wondered if I dared do it and then I dared. I let my hands massage Trish's thighs and sneak a little under her dress. She didn't stir. I rubbed her a little more roughly just to test her, but she still didn't wake. Her legs separated sweetly. Next, I let my hand push the skirt of her dress higher up her thighs. I could see a little bit of white panty and the bulge of pussy underneath it. My cock was leaking. I kept my hands moving ever closer and soon let a hand trace lightly over the surface of her panties.

The Promised Land had been reached. Trish still hadn't woken, so I became bolder and let my hand touch her mons and trace lightly downwards along the hidden slit of my wonderful daughter's cunt. Fuck! This was so erotic. I could feel the softness and the folds of her labia through the thin material of ...