All characters in this tale are over 18 years of age.
Thank you Sister Jezebel for your kind editing again.
Rolling onto your side, your eyes follow my hands as I work the oil into my belly, standing at the side of the bed.
"What are you doing Kitten?" you ask.
I catch the worry line on your forehead, a single candle the only light against the early morning darkness. You have been tossing and turning, a weight on your mind.
"I'm giving you a massage Daddy." I work my hands higher, both hands lift and squeeze my breasts as I coat them with oil. My hands drag my tits towards you, pinching my hard nipples, as I squeeze, lightly they bounce on release.
The smell of summer beach time fills the air, as I coat my legs in oil, you watch my progress. Arms and then back, finally the top of my thighs, I sigh, as I run one finger down between my slit, my scent mixes with the coconut oil. Reluctantly I lift my fingers from my aching clit, remembering this is about you.
"Roll onto your front Daddy," I pull down the sheet, and mount myself across your ass, your naked form stretched beneath me.
Dropping oil into the palm of my hands, I rub them together, warming the skin, before dropping onto your broad shoulders. Fingers wrapped over the blades, my thumbs begin to work and kneed the strong muscles.
The scent of you in the bed mixed with the coconut oil is delicious, I can't wait to taste it and lick it off your body. My fingers continue their track lower, down your spine, just fingertips now massaging the lower back.
After your back and arms are completely relaxed, I slide myself easily down your body. I moan as I go, knowing you will punish me for this later, unable to stop. I slide off the bed and start the process again, beginning with the soles of your feet.
I rub my thumb into the soft arch of your foot, feeling the tension easing, leaving your body.
I love to worship your strong calf and thigh muscles; I spend too long there. I rub my palm flat up your inner thighs, upwards until then I reach the sweet reward for all my hard work, that hot ass. Grabbing and squeezing full handfuls, you moan as the oil drips down in between your cheeks.
Then I roll you over and start at the feet again. Covering them with oil. At the end of the bed, noisily, I lick, my tongue poking between each toe, sucking the big toe into my mouth, and repeat the process, my eyes locked on yours.
"Oh Jesus, God that's hot," you say between clenched teeth.
Making my way back up those long gorgeous legs, kneading your thighs, pulling out all the tension...and then what have we here?
Of course, a proper happy ending would mean I would skip over this section for later, but honestly, I don't have that level of self-control.
My eyes rake over your beautiful cock. I have crawled up between your thighs. My warm breath exhales. Before I drop my head, I lift my eyes, lock them on you and blow softly across your skin, making your cock jump.
I drop my head and lovingly lick and gently suck, just your tip. My tongue circles the head, flicking the underside. I am moaning now with desire and want, eyes on you checking in, making sure Daddy is happy with his kitten's progress so far.
"Good girl." You say.
You clearly appreciate me giving your gorgeous cock the worship and attention it deserves.
Mm, "Should I continue with the massage or linger here for a while longer?" I ask.
My lips around your cock have started to drop lower down your thick shaft. My sucking a bit stronger. My mouth is getting wetter.
Mmm, I'm fully distracted now. I'm not so gentle.
"When I put my hands on the back of your head and start fucking your face, you won't be able to get away, so if you're going to spend some time massaging my chest and shoulders, you better do it now."
Reluctantly obeying Daddy's orders, I release you with a pop, heading up towards your shoulders, dragging my hard nipple from ball to tip along the way, desperately searching for relief for my aching cunt.
I straddle your abs and start working the oil into your lovely broad shoulders. Pushing my thumbs in deep and rubbing away all of your stress.
You have tried to teach me to behave; the lessons haven't quite taken. I lean forward and trace your lips with one of my nipples; you give me a little bite, reminding me to focus on you and ignore the throbbing want in my very wet pussy.