Seraph of Desire

[barefootgirl69]

Slipping into the hot water felt so good on her body. It was soothing just sitting there with the bubbles covering her, sipping wine. She set down the glass that Marcus had handed to her and, picking up a sponge put a huge dollop of body wash in the middle.

She started in the middle of his back, spreading it from his neck to his shoulder and again on the other side. Taking her time, Emily carefully washed his back before dropping the sponge into the water and using her fingers to ease out some of the other tension that she could still feel in his neck and shoulders. Either he had had a rough week, or she hadn’t been taking care of him as she should.

She loved when they had time together, but none of their dates had been like this. Not where he had called her ‘baby girl’, or where she had stripped, dancing for him, or fellating him under the table. She blushed again as she remembered that, and was glad that Marcus was turned away so that he didn’t see flushed her face had become and ask her about it.

Emily relaxed as he washed her back and then felt his fingers massaging her. Is this what he meant by the “daddy” game he wanted to play tonight? Before she could finish the thought he stopped, and asked “OK baby…what would you like Daddy to do - stay here, massage on the bed, or something else?”

She only spent a few seconds thinking about it. It had felt so good in the bath, the hot water flowing around them, his fingers deftly massaging her shoulders, that she told him, “Why don’t we move to the bed for a massage, Daddy. It’s felt so good having your hands on me, rubbing out the kinks. Let’s finish our wine and enjoy the warm water first.”

Not much later, she finished her wine, setting her glass on the edge of the bath and stood, holding his hand while she stepped out onto the plush bath mat. Grabbing a large bath towel, she wrapped it around as she watched him step out. Grabbing another, she started drying him off, patting and rubbing his back and arms before kneeling down and drying his legs and feet.

She smiled to herself when he helped her into one of the thick and warm bathrobes provided by the hotel, and then watched him put his on as she gathered their glasses and they stepped back into the bedroom.

Walking past the bed, Emily went to the place the glasses on the table that held their dessert. Eyeing the Key Lime Pie, she swiped her finger across the top and put it in her mouth. It was tart and so fresh and delicious! She swiped her finger again, in an excited voice, she said, “You should try…” as she turned to him, only to find him watching her laughing.

She walked to him and put her finger in his mouth, so he could taste the pie that covered her finger.

 

[DanFS]

Marcus had an idea Emily would opt for the massage on the bed.
He smiled at her comment about ‘rubbing all the kinks out f her’.
That was the last thing he wanted to do!
He loved her, and especially her kinks….some of which he’d only seen for the first time tonight!

He had to agree with her idea to finish the wine first, and savour the warmth of the water for a little while longer. Although he wasn’t overly concerned with what the suite had cost, he still wanted to enjoy everything it had to offer.

When she was ready to climb out of the bath he offered her his hand to steady herself, and watched her step out so gracefully, appreciating every curve and freckle her body showed him, as he silently congratulated himself at how he had ended up with her, ‘His Emily’.

He loved how she felt so affectionately to wards him, so he knew it wasn’t all one-way. Her way of towelling him dry as he stepped out of the bath was so attentive and a real pleasure to experience.
As she knelt before him and dabbed him all over with the towel, he resisted the urge to grab her hair and feed his cock into her warm, wet mouth.
That pleasure could wait a while. He had something else he needed to do.

He had promised her a massage, and he wanted her to know just how much he cared for her, how needed she made him feel and how important that was to him.
He intended to make her fall asleep with his fingers, making her muscles relax to the point where slumber overtook her.
Only when she slept beside him would he feel content.

He gladly offered her the fluffy towelling robe, provided by the Hotel – and grateful accepted one in return when she offered it to him.
He was tying the cord around his waist, and Watching her take the wine glasses back into the room, as he stepped into the room behind her, changing the music to something much softer and relaxing.
Celtic Woman’s version of 'Ave Maria' started to flow from the hidden speakers around the room.


He turned back to Emily to watch with amusement, as she took swipe with a finger across the top of a slice of Key Lime pie, and satisfied it tasted as good as it looked, she did it again, to offer to him, slightly shocked her was almost right behind her.

The look of unadulterated pleasure the pie had placed upon her features caused him to laugh as she walked to him and offered her extended finger, with the topping from the pie, for him to taste.
He had to agree, it was sharp and sweet at the same time – just perfect.
He took his time, and enjoyed licking every drop from her slim digit.

The look of devotion mixed with anticipation on her face, made him even more determined to please her, protect her, and make her feel loved tonight.

“Mmmm…just perfect baby. Both you and the pie!” He grinned.

He stepped even closer to her and kissed her, full on the lips.
He could taste the pie there too, and gently licked her lips with the very tip of his tongue, feeling sensual sparks as he did so.
He stepped away from her saying:
“I promised you a massage, baby, but let me light the fire, just to keep us warm.”
The fire wood had already been set in the grate, and all Marcus had to do was strike a match and toss it in, and soon there was a small blaze burning in the hearth, the crackle of the wood, and the slight smell of wood-smoke adding to the intimacy of the occasion.

He stepped back across the room to her, and reaching for the ties on her robe, pull them, letting it fall open, exposing her to his gaze again.

He slid the sheet from the bed and tossed it into the corner, and replaced it with a spare towel, from the wardrobe.

Marcus pointed to the bed.
“Lie just here baby. Let Daddy rub and caress you – make you feel so good!”
He patted the bed, and gestured for her to lie across the bed, taking the robe from her shoulders and draping it across the chair in the corner of the bedroom.

As he helped her onto the bed and made her comfortable, he suddenly remembered the massage oils!
He stepped quickly across the room, and recovered them from his case.
He selected the Ylang ylang & orange blossom oil and poured some into his hands, rubbing them together, to warm it, before placing his hands upon her naked back, and starting to use broad sweeping motions to spread the oil across her smooth skin.

He used his fingertips to press firmly into her soft skin, making her moan into the bed, as he traced down the sides of her spine, before splaying his fingers outwards and sweeping them out and down over her ribs, and then running them back up her sides over the exposed sides of her breasts, before them back up to the middle of her back and starting the same motion again, just slightly lower down.]
Over the space of a couple of minutes, he worked his way from her neck, all the way down to her trim, firm ass, and then took some more oil and rubbed it into the firm cheeks.
He started to rub more firmly, and smiled as he heard Emily sigh, with pleasure as he gently kneaded her flesh, and the muscles beneath as he marvelled at how the firm mounds barely sagged or wobbled, as he became firmer in his touch. Emily worked hard to keep her svelte figure, and her skin, even on her ass, was flawless!
He moved his fingers to the inside of her thighs, but didn’t work ALL the way up. He pressed the fibres of muscle in her hamstrings, and felt them soften ever so slightly as they relaxed to his efforts.
Marcus felt so lucky that she wanted to be with him. He knew it wasn’t all ‘one-way traffic’, but he loved how she responded to him, especially right now, as he moved further down, and applied fresh oil to her thighs and swept his fingers all over her legs, coating them with a fine sheen of the scented oil.

He used his fingertips again, pressing firmly once more, as he moved his fingertips along the muscle and over the joints, to the now almost continuous symphony of her moans of pleasure.

He was enjoying this almost as much as she was!

Then, he switched to her other leg and continued his ministrations all the way down to her feet and indulged her in a foot-rub, feeling the tendons relax in the soles of her feet, just before he pressed in ‘that’ spot, and then he really heard her moan.
“Ahhh..Yes! There – just there, Daddy! That’s the spot!” She encouraged him, to keep going, so he did.
He laughed too, reflecting his pleasure back to her.
“You like that, babygirl?” He teased her as he pressed again with his fingertips, and elicited another moan as he kneaded the tendons again. bHe then moved to her toes, and gently squeezed, and gripped each toe in turn, between thumb and forefinger - gently pulling them, and massaging the pad of the underside of each, making Emily purr with pleasure.
He gently placed her foot on the bed and picked up her other foot and treated that just as tenderly, repeating all the actions he had just performed, and smiling as he received the same reaction!

After a couple of minutes, he withdrew his hands and moved to the top of her back, and with gentle sweeping movements calmed her skin again, and traced lines down her back, and her legs to her feet.

The music changed and now Celtic Woman were singing “You Raise Me Up”.

He had intended to do her front as well, but he now had another idea.

He moved his attention back to her smooth, tight ass once more.
His hands massaging a little firmer than before and moving down between her thighs.
As she was so relaxed, she moved her thighs apart slightly in response to his firm pressure between them.
After a few seconds, he slid a finger onto her sex, dragging the tip across her lips, and bringing another, although slightly different moan to bubble out of her mouth.
“Daddy – you’re being naughty!” She half-whispered. To which he replied:
“I know – and I want you to be too!”

He probed the entrance to her pussy, and teased her, dipping in and out, until her hips started to mirror his finger’s movements.
Suddenly, when he thought she was wet enough, he slid the entire finger into her.
“Oooh!” She squeaked, and then purred, as he added another finger and brushed them across her G spot, enjoying the movement of her hips on his fingers, as he teased her towards arousal once more.

Marcus smiled an evil little smile to himself and leaned forward to whisper in her ear:
“Daddy wants to fuck your ass, baby. Will you give Daddy your tight little ass?”
Marcus is already erect, and had been for some time, as Emily’s moaning and obvious enjoyment of his attentions had turned him on, something fierce.

He had placed a bottle of lube on the desk, near the TV, hoping he would get the opportunity tonight, but only if she was willing…

 

[barefootgirl69]

From the moment that he lit the fire and untied her bath robe, Marcus paid such care ensuring she felt relaxed and cherished. He took his time massaging her, making sure she was enjoying it as much as possible.

As he moved down her body, gently kneading her flesh and muscles from her neck to her feet as she sighed into the bed. Emily simply closed her eyes and enjoyed being pampered.

“Ahhh..Yes! There – just there, Daddy! That’s the spot!” She whispered as his hands worked the tendons in her left foot.

He laughed too, “You like that, baby girl?” He teased her as he pressed again kneading the tendons with his fingertips. Emily purred with pleasure as he went over her toes, and then started doing the same with her other foot.

She was so relaxed that her thighs parted slightly in response to his firm pressure when his hands started massaging between her thighs. She moaned when he slid a finger onto her sex, dragging the tip across her lips.

“Daddy – you’re being naughty!” She half-whispered.

To which he replied: “I know – and I want you to be too!”

As his finger probed and teased her, her hips started to mirror his finger’s movements in response.

“Oooh!” she sighed as he slid the entire finger into her, soon adding another finger and he teasing her.

The only thing heard in the room was her moans and the wet sound of his fingers moving inside her, until Marcus leaned forward to whisper in her ear: “Daddy wants to fuck your ass, baby. Will you give Daddy your tight little ass?”

At first she simply laid there wondering if she heard him correctly, then she pushed herself up on her elbows and turned to look at him, “You want to… to fuck… my ass?” Oh, God, that sounded so wonderful. She'd never done anything like that before, but she quickly realized, she WANTED it!

“Yes, baby, but only if you want this, too. Will you give it to me, baby girl?” Marcus said in a whisper as his finger continued moving inside her.

Emily put her head back down, she was still very relaxed from the massage and the pleasure of his fingers kept her aroused. His other hand began to rub her ass, squeezing each cheek in turn, pushing and pulling them apart as he massaged, his thumb moving closer until he slightly brushed the pink rosebud.

“MMM,” escaped her mouth as she felt his thumb, her hips raising to meet this new pleasure.

Marcus repeated, “Will you give Daddy your ass, baby?”

Emily softly replied, “Yes, Daddy. Yes, I want that, too.”

He slowly pulled his fingers from deep inside her, licking the juice from his fingers before telling her that he would be right back. Getting up from the bed, Marcus walked to the TV table and picked up the bottle of lube he had placed there earlier. He was glad that she had said yes, and he wanted this to be a wonderful experience for her, as it should be. He was going to get her virgin ass, and he couldn’t wait…but, he knew that he needed to take his time to prepare her, so that in the future, she would give it to him again and again.

Climbing back onto the bed, he laid on his side and began to kiss her ear and her cheek, whispering, “Emily, if at any time you want me to stop, you need to tell me. I only want to pleasure you. Do you understand, baby?”

She smiled and nodded.

 

[DanFS]

With that smile and nod, Marcus became harder than he had been for a long time.
The thought of Emily giving him, her ass, was such a turn on. He didn’t want to drive her away, and the fact that she had consented ‘in character’ so to speak, had made it even more erotic.
He was aware that they were still at a fledgling stage of their relationship, and this was already by far the most sexual they had been with each other, but it just felt so…..right!

He looked down at her perfect ‘peach-cheeks’, and reflected on how long it had been since he had been able to indulge is any ‘ass-play’. His last girlfriend hadn’t been into it at all, saying it was ‘immoral and disgusting’, so he had relented for the sake of that relationship, but it turned out she had been using him for his money, and when he realised, he’d cut her loose.

Now, he wondered, had he found his perfect partner, one who enjoyed so many of life’s pleasures, not ‘just’ the sexual ones, although they were, of course, very important!

He squeezed a generous blob of lube onto two fingers, and slowly massaged the silky liquid around her tiny hole, teasing it and watching it flex with every touch, as he moved his fingertip across, around and eventually just inside her puckered portal.

He smiled as she moaned at his gentle invasion of her most private place, and he slid it forward a little more, feeling her ring tense then relax around his probing digit.

“Mmmm, baby, so tight, so sexy!” He moaned, as her ass sucked more of his finger inside as he pushed gently but firmly, until he had all of one finger inside her. He wiggled it inside her and smile again as she moaned again, a little louder this time.
“Oh Daddy! That feels so good, yet so bad at the same time!” She gasped.

Marcus withdrew his finger, as Emily started to protest that he was teasing her, until she felt he had squeezed another blob of lube onto his fingers and gently introduced a second finger into her along with the first.
Marcus remembered his first lover, who had introduced him to anal loving, tutoring him, saying that the most important thing to remember is to go ‘slow, then slower’. At the time, he thought it odd to say that, but he soon understood that it was essential not to rush things. At the time, with him being much younger and inexperienced, his partner had insisted he also submit to ‘bum sex’ as she so eloquently called it, but once he had, he understood how important patience and empathy were as an integral part of such an intimate experience. It had only happened the once - and he understood perfectly how important patience can be.

He gently pressed harder, feeling Emily’s tight canal yield slightly to his fingers and they soon slid deeper into her, until she had taken all of their length. He stilled to allow Emily time to get used to the fullness, before he tried anything else.
Emily looked back over her shoulder, and although he had assumed she hadn’t experienced anal sex before, he now began to wonder as she said:
“OK Daddy, I’m ready for more.”

Marcus looked a little surprised, but Emily’s smile soon brought his attention back to what he was supposed to be doing. He slid his two fingers slowly out of her, and then added a third, with another blob of lube, and after a brief pause, when her ass didn’t want to open around all three digits, it did so, and with a loud moan, she welcomed his fingers inside once more. He slid them ever so slowly into her pausing at each knuckle, as the sensations of fullness became tolerable, rather than overwhelming. He now had two knuckles inside her - on three fingers, stretching her puckered hole wider than he’d ever seen it before.

He gently slid his fingers back out of her, and after dribbling a generous amount of lube onto his cock, lined it up with her slightly gaping ass, and pressed forwards, and whilst grasping her slender hips, pushed the head slowly, but firmly, inside her.
“Ooh Ow!” She moaned at him.
He stayed still, so she could get used to this slightly different feeling. When she was ready and started to push back onto him, and he pushed forward a little more, and kept pausing then pushing for the space of a couple of minutes until she had taken all Marcus had to give her.

He whispered:
“You’ve got me all inside you. Clever girl!”
He held her still for a few moments, just savouring, and allowing her to savour the feelings of fullness, and tightness this gave him.

Marcus then gently started to rock his hips back and forth, sliding a couple of inches of his steel-hard phallus in and out of her puckered ass. They both let out a moan at the same moment and shared a little laugh, as they were both obviously enjoying this.

“God – I feel so full!” She gasped, as he slid back into her once more.
“I know, baby – you’re so tight!” He moaned through gritted teeth, as he started to pick up the pace a little as he felt her relax slightly, as she grew more accustomed to having the fullness of his cock up her backside.....

 

[barefootgirl69]

Emily had never allowed any man to do more than touch and tease her tiny hole, she was afraid that it would be painful. Her best friend had told her that she had been having anal sex with her boyfriend for months, and she said that the pain would subside if she was relaxed.

She wanted this with Daddy. She trusted him in so many ways. It wasn’t just to please him or keep him happy, she wanted to experience this with him. The thought of giving herself to him in this way was so erotic.

As he began pushing his finger inside her tight hole, Emily took deep breaths, letting them out slowly to relax. It felt good…better than she had ever thought it would, she was moaning softly. Once his finger was in her entirely, he wiggled it, and she moaned, “Oh Daddy! That feels so good, yet so bad at the same time!”

Suddenly, he removed his finger, just as she was enjoying the way his finger was teasing her. She was already aroused and his finger was teasing her, making her clit tingle. By the time he had two fingers in her, she was wet and aching that she wanted more. She was ready for his to ease another in. He took his time easing three fingers in. She was certain he was doing it to tease her intentionally.

When she felt him remove his fingers and start to push inside her with his cock, she was ready, so ready, to feel him inside her completely. Her pussy was dripping wet with anticipation at this point. As he worked his way in slowly, she started to push back against him. She was being stretched wide, and she loved how it felt!

Finally, he was entirely inside her, and he rested until she moved back against him. It seemed the most natural thing in the world to push back and try to get more of him. God it felt so good, everything about it felt good. She wanted more, her pussy was aching as well as her ass, and she wanted him to take her ass as he had taken her earlier.

Eventually, their bodies began moving in sync, and her moans were getting louder as she felt him filling her again and again. The tease of pulling away, and the pleasure of being full again were beginning to overwhelm her. Soon, she heard herself saying, “Harder, Daddy, push it in harder, it feels so good.”

Emily moved her hand down to rub her clit, it was so swollen that she moaned again, and encouraged him, “Oh, Daddy, do it just like that. Harder, please, Daddy.” Nothing ever makes sense when things feel this good.

 

[DanFS]

Marcus was so glad Emily was enjoying this as much as he was.
He knew he was so lucky, that she was such a passionate young woman, and he had wanted to expand her horizons, and was surprised by how little encouragement he had needed to bring her to this point.

Her willingness to call him ‘Daddy’ had helped too. When she begged:
“Harder, Daddy, push it in harder, it feels so good.” He nearly lost it, especially when she reached under her with one hand whilst supporting herself with the other, and rubbing her clit. She had turned her hear slightly to one side, and he could see the bliss written all over her face.

“Oh, Daddy, do it just like that. Harder, please, Daddy.”

Marcus had been holding back, for fear of hurting her, as she felt so tight, but as she implored him to ‘push it in harder’, he had to comply!

He gripped her hips and used them for extra leverage as he started to plough in and out her puckered hole, now swallowing his whole fully erect cock; with long, strong strokes, enjoying her moans, as he bottomed out inside her with each stroke.

“Like that, baby?” He asked her, as he pulled her back slightly onto him, and increased the tempo, also enjoying the view of not only her pleasure-covered face, but her taut breasts swinging slightly with each stroke, and her increasingly vocal encouragement.

Soon he was pounding her, almost as hard as he had when he fucked her pussy earlier. He was still aware this was her first time, and didn’t want to spoil the experience. The sound of skin on skin, and their hips touched with every stroke filled the room, as well as their joined moans and the heady scent of sex.

Marcus was getting close.
“Baby – I know this is your first time. Do you want me to cum in you, or pull out? You decide where you want my cum!” He gasped, as he could feel the pressure building in his loins, knowing she had taken him almost to ‘the point of no return.’

She was always such a well-mannered and immaculately-presented woman. He fully expected her to ask him to cum in her, but then again, she might shock him….He suddenly wondered if she’d ever watched porn, as she’d seemed to clean-cut for that?

 

[barefootgirl69]

Each thrust into her tight little hole had her gasping and moaning. She had never been so vocal and certainly not so naughty with her words. But, the feel of his thick cock stretching her and plunging into her was so achingly good! It hurt in a way that was pleasing, and she could feel her pleasure building as she rubbed her clit.

“Yes, Daddy, just like that” she gasped. “Oh, yes! Don’t stop, Daddy.” She encouraged him…more…harder..deeper…she was so close to cumming!

Her fingers were sticky and wet, and she was rubbing her swollen clit whilst his hands were on her hips, pulling her back into him with each thrust.

“Baby – I know this is your first time. Do you want me to cum in you, or pull out? You decide where you want my cum!” He gasped.

If he pulled out now, she’d kill him!

“Please, don’t stop, Daddy! Stay right there…I’m going to cum whilst you …oh, Daddy, I’m going to cum…I can’t stop!” Each word was louder than the other, and apparently was all the encouragement he needed.

She felt him swell inside her, and then the spurt of hot cream started splashing her insides. She heard him groan as the next spurt erupted, and she came harder than she’d ever cum in her life!

Emily screamed as her pussy clenched and her orgasm shook her body, squirting all over the bed beneath her. Her fingers were dripping wet, and her legs were quivering as she laid her head on the bed, spent.

 

[DanFS]

Marcus could tell Emily was close.
He was still ploughing in and out of her tight ass as she twiddled her clit with her fingers.
When she told him “Please, don’t stop, Daddy! Stay right there…I’m going to cum whilst you …oh, Daddy, I’m going to cum…I can’t stop!” It put him over the edge.
He still had her hips in his hands and he pulled her hard back onto his spasming cock, as he reached the point of no return and felt balls clench up, and his cum, seemingly jets of it, fire from his cock, in strong pulses as he filled her ass with his seed.
“Oh Babygirl!” He groaned between ragged breaths, as he continued to cum, and hard.
He felt her clenching around him, rapidly, milking him, and this turned him on something fierce!
He hadn’t cum this hard in years.
He felt as if fireworks had gone off in his head!

Emily cried out, as the waves of pleasure washed over her, and Marcus saw her legs quivering as she rode her wave, the orgasm crashing through her.
The sight and sounds of her pleasure filled him with joy. He truly loved the fact her could make her feel so good.
He had no idea before tonight if she would enjoy anal sex, and he was overjoyed she had.

He let her collapse into the bed, and slid forward with her, before his own legs gave out, such was the pleasure he was feeling.
He was still buried deep within her, enjoying the feeling of togetherness, knowing she must feel full, and as her internal muscles started to relax after their rapid fluttering, as her orgasm left her and her breathing started to slow, his did too, although he was still rock-hard for quite a while after they had both cum.
He rolled to one side, pulling her with him, and held her close, her hair partially covering his face, but he didn’t care. Her perfume, the faint fruity tang of her shampoo and conditioner in her hair, mixed with the heady scent of sex, which hung thick in the room.
He had one hand draped lazily over her hip, whilst the other had slipped under her as they had rolled sideways, and was gently caressing her breast.

He whispered, knowing she could hear:
“Thank you Babygirl. That was amazing! You were such a good girl for Daddy!”
He pushed her hair to one side, across her neck, then leant forward and gently kissed a trail from the middle of her back up into her hairline.
His hand on her hip stroked her firmly enough not to tickle her, but – he hoped – still gently enough to show her how much he felt for her.

“Just relax and rest, little one. You have been so good. Daddy just wants to lie with you for a while.”

He could feel himself softening inside her and eventually he popped out of her, and the feeling of being physically ‘as one’ slowly dissipated.
Normally, he would have insisted they clean up straight away, as he was usually quite fastidious, but today, he just didn’t care.
This feeling was new to both of them, and he wanted to savour it, make it last, and he was pretty sure, judging by Emily’s reactions, she felt the same way.

Lying like this, spooned together, and just being…..together…… was perfect.
No interruptions, no phones, no work…just each other.
His heart soared with joy.
This is what he had wished for…….that Emily was the one.
His little girl.
His good girl.
Oh yes, she was that, in spades!

Only time would tell if she felt the same way – but he hoped she did.

 

[barefootgirl69]

Emily lay there as her heartbeat started to slow down and her breathing returned to normal, his arms around her, resting. She was fully content and satisfied, and could only wonder why she had waited so long to experience this.

Because it needed to be with the right man, she thought, and smiled to herself. Marcus was the right man for her in many ways.

Not only was he a perfect gentleman, but he was funny, and thoughtful, and caring. He made her feel like she was a treasure that he had found on a warm sandy beach, and he picked it up, dusted it off, and kept it safely up high on a shelf.

She turned her head towards him and said, “You know, Daddy, I’m so glad that I’ve waited. I don’t think it could have been any more wonderful that it was with you. But, I think I want to get a shower and clean up a bit. Would you like to join me?”

 

[DanFS]

She turned her head towards him and said, “You know, Daddy, I’m so glad that I’ve waited. I don’t think it could have been any more wonderful that it was with you. But, I think I want to get a shower and clean up a bit. Would you like to join me?”

Marcus smiled, and patting her gently on her pert behind replied:
“Yes babygirl, of course!”
He could feel himself start to harden again, at her use of ‘Daddy’. He had liked the idea, and even more so how Emily had embraced playing the game too, but now he wondered whether she’d want to do it full-time, when they were alone.

“I’ll go and get the water ready for you baby.” He told her, before rising to his feet, and with a last look at her naked, tight body sprawled sexily in the bed, with her looking back at him, obviously sated, he smiled and walked into the bathroom.

After only a few moments, the shower was spraying hot steamy water, and he left to ‘prise’ Emily from the bed. She came willingly, but as he took her hand, and pulled her to her feet, kissing her passionately on the mouth, he could see his own smile reflected back at him.

He knew she’d need some toilet time, but the hard spray from the shower, with his head under it; he would neither be able to see or hear clearly.
It would also be a test of her obedience. Would she want complete privacy in the Bathroom and try and stall him, or would she do as she was told, trusting in ‘Daddy’ completely?

He led her to the door and opened it, as a cloud of steam billowed forth, and smiled at her again.
“I’ll step into the shower; join me when you’re ready.”

 

[barefootgirl69]

Emily lay on the bed while he went to turn the shower on, every nerve in her body still tingling. She smiled as he pulled her to her feet and kissed her. She was so content from a wonderful dinner and their time in the suite that all she wanted to do was get a warm shower. When he took her hand and led her bathroom, she followed without comment until she told her

“I’ll step into the shower; join me when you’re ready.”

Her step faltered and she stopped to watch him enter the shower. “Um…are you sure…” her words drifted off as the door closed.

Even though the toilet was around the corner where no one could see, she was still shaken by the idea. She’d never before been in this predicament…not even at the clubs when she would go out with her girlfriends! She could hear him under the water humming, but she didn’t even try to figure out what song.

The running water wasn’t helping, of course…so, quickly she made her way over to the toilet trying to be discreet.

Maybe if I hum as well… she thought

When she was finished, she washed her hands and walked over to the shower. Tapping on the glass door, she told Marcus…”Are you ready for me to join you?”

He was smiling when he opened the door for her, and the warm steam spilled out, enveloping her as she stepped into the hot shower. She closed her eyes, feeling it hit her sore and tired body.

“This feels like Heaven, Daddy!” she said quietly as she took the bottle of shampoo and poured a dollop in the palm of her hand.

 

[DanFS]

He had so many naughty ideas he wanted to try out with her, but for now, they had enjoyed each other’s bodies enough for one night, he thought.

She must be as tired as he was, and would welcome some sleep.

After he was sure that her hair was well-washed, he guided Emily under the spray and helped her rinse all the shampoo out. He’d let her deal with any conditioning later.
Then he took a bottle of the wash-gel, and started to soap her body down with it, covering every inch of her, making sure she was ‘squeaky-clean’.
He massaged her skin with smooth, firm strokes, as he washed her from head to foot, and front and back.
He imagined it must feel strange - but he wanted to show her just how much he cared for her.
As he stood up from washing her feet, he kissed her deeply.
“Better?” He asked her simply.

After they had both showered, he dried her, then himself, and then took her to bed, so they could sleep entwined together, until morning.

 

[barefootgirl69]

Emily snuggled back under the blankets as the sun streamed through the window the next morning. She could still feel Marcus’ body behind her, spooning her just like when they went to sleep last night. His arm was laying across her hip and his breath was in her hair. There was no better way to wake up, she thought.

He stirred a bit behind her, tightening his arm around her, and she became still so she didn’t wake him. He was probably very tired after last night, she smiled remembering all that had happened when the returned to the room. It was quite late when they had tumbled into bed to sleep, warm and clean from their shower.

She thought back to all that had transpired since she had arrived for dinner last night, how he had surprised her by asking her to call him ‘Daddy’. At first, she hesitated, unsure what exactly he was looking for. Eventually, as the evening progressed, she had gotten used to the idea, and the way it made her feel inside to be his ‘baby girl’. Not ever having tried this before, she wasn’t prepared for the way it made her relax and allow him to lead her, to give him trust and not be afraid that she did.

This was so unlike any relationship she had ever been in.

Emily reached back and placed her hand on his hip, hoping that one small gesture would let him know that she cared about him.

 

[DanFS]

Marcus stirred in his sleep, and as he moved closer to Emily, attracted by her warmth, he felt her hand upon his hip. He paused as the sensation was new, and he wasn’t used to it.
It took a moment for his brain to process what the new feeling was, and he smiled as he even slid closer to her, and he rested his hand upon hers, enjoying the intimacy they now shared.
This was even better than before, where they had discovered they seemed to be sexually compatible. They now seemed to be emotionally compatible too, and although he was worried she would think him twisted or a pervert, for wanting her to call him ‘Daddy’, he was so pleased when she had done so.
And now – his babygirl had shown how open she was willing to be with her emotions, not just her body. Her hand upon his hip, demonstrated to him that the affection, and warmth, (and perhaps the beginnings of a loving understanding) he offered her were being freely returned.
He suddenly felt more relaxed than he had for a long time.
They lay together in blissful silence, the only sound – their quiet breathing, as they dozed contentedly side-by-side.

Marcus awoke, this time more fully, aware that the sun had risen fully and the day was starting. People could be heard moving around outside in the street, and also in the Hotel itself.
He leaned over and kissed Emily gently, on the neck, just below her earlobe.
“Morning my babygirl. My sweet, sexy, babygirl.” He whispered.

He rolled out of bed, and padded barefoot, across the deep pile carpet into the bathroom to take care of his ablutions, and to shave.
The shower beckoned once more, but he came back into the bedroom, and prepared a pot of coffee for them both, before darting back into the bathroom and disappearing under the hot spray.
After a few moments, he heard the Bathroom door open and Emily walked in.
He realised he had taken longer than intended, and opened the door, to step out and kiss her.
“Morning Beautiful!” He smiled, as he dripped onto her. “It’s nice and hot in there. I only wanted a quick spray to wake me up, and then I wanted to enjoy coffee and breakfast with you. Shall we go downstairs to eat?”

She grinned, and nodded, so he quickly dried and left her to her own devices, whilst he dressed, and poured himself a coffee. After a short while Emily joined him, clad in only a pair of skimpy panties, her firm breasts bobbing slightly with each step, catching and holding his attention.
He smiled, and patted his lip, and holding his hand out to her.
As she sat, he kissed her deeply.
“Thank you for last night. As you can probably tell, I really enjoyed myself!”

They kissed for a few moments, before he patted her ass gently.
“Get dressed, baby, or else we’ll never have breakfast and the Chambermaid will get a free show, when she comes to clean the room!”

He watched her, as she calmly collected underwear and clothes from her overnight bag and dressed, taking sips of her coffee as she did so.

After a few minutes, she had efficiently dressed and was walking alongside him to breakfast.
It was a simple, light breakfast, cereals and fruit, and delicious.
As they were finishing and he signed the slip to add the items to his bill, he suggested they take a walk along the boardwalk.
The sun had already risen and was casting its rays over the beach, promenade, and boardwalk, so they were wise to return to their Suite and retrieve sunglasses and other warm-weather items, before heading out.

The cry of the gulls overhead, and the wave lapping at the shore barely a stone’s throw away, was idyllic, and as he took her hand in his, they strolled with not a care on the world.
He was happy. When he stole a glance at her, she seemed happy too. Her face calm and relaxed and she looked around her enjoying the scenery as much as he was.
No words were necessary. This was a special day – one where their relationship deepened even further. After a couple of hour’s of walking, they returned to the Hotel, to see what they wanted to do that Evening, when they saw a billboard in the main foyer, announcing a Ball that night in the Hotel Ballroom.

“I can’t believe I missed that!” He told her. “What do you think, do you want to go?”
He imagined her in a ball gown, and suggested perhaps they go shopping, if she wanted to.

 

[barefootgirl69]

Emily’s eyes lit up when he asked if she wanted to go! She had never been to a Ball, and she couldn’t think of anything that would be more wonderful than that right now!

“I’d love to go!” she clapped her hands together quietly while bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Can we, Daddy? Can we go shopping for a gown and all that I’ll need?” Her excitement caused a few people to look her way as they walked past. Seeing that, she settled down and took his hand, still beaming up at him.
If they were going to go shopping, they would need to leave soon. They had been gone all day walking along the beach and the boardwalk, so of course she’d need time to shower and get ready.

They left the hotel again and walked a few short blocks to the center of town, where they found a dress shop. It took over and hour to find the perfect gown with necessary undergarment and matching shoes. Marcus told the sales person to ensure she had the proper handbag. The last thing she picked out for the ball was a small tiara. Looking at Marcus with pleading eyes and the tiara in place, she asked, “Do you think that this would suit me? May I have it?” If she was going to a ball, she wanted to look like a princess.

While Marcus took care of paying for it and having it delivered to the hotel within the hour, Emily stood quietly by the window. She looked like she was watching foot traffic, but in reality her mind was reviewing all the things that had happened since she had arrived yesterday for dinner. It was like a whirlwind, and she was frankly surprised that he had wanted to take care of her this way…to be her daddy, her protector. She quite liked it, though she had never heard of such a thing before.

Leaving the store to walk back to the hotel, she tucked her hand in his arm and smiled, “If today has been this wonderful, I can’t wait to see what tonight will be like.”

 

[DanFS]

Marcus had been speaking to the Store Manager whilst Emily had been choosing, and then trying on, her gown, shoes and other items.
She had a knack for picking things out for both him and her, which exuded a sense of style and panache.

The Manager had a small selection of suits from their sister store, and was able to take some measurements which he sent to his partner, along with Marcus’ choices for suit, shirt and bow tie, who assured him the suit he needed would be delivered with Emily’s entire costume, later. Marcus hadn’t needed shoes, as he already had those back at the Hotel.

Marcus had chosen a tuxedo (think James Bond in Skyfall) he thought he should have a traditional black one. Marcus had seen, and highly approved of, Emily’s gown for the evening and the contrast between the two would he felt, make him comfortable with his need to ‘do something different’ and also highlight Emily’s beauty still further.

Her almost child-like enthusiasm for the gown, shoes, and finally, tiara was infectious, and Marcus, smiling as he paid, thought again how lucky he was to have her as his ‘little girl’. Her almost pleading to have the tiara was endearing.
She had the ability to behave as an effortlessly composed, beautiful woman, in one moment; and the next, to exhibit an enthusiasm that most adults didn’t feel free enough to show. Her zest for life was one of the things that attracted Marcus to her, time and again.

He was also looking forward to the evening, although his dancing skills left a little to be desired, the idea of being seen in public with Emily and enjoying the evening with her was exciting.

They thanked the store Manager, and left, to head back to the Hotel. They were discussing the menu for the evening, and the fact that the Hotel seemed to have thought of everything, including menu choices for vegetarians.
The three-course menu and live band, would be popular, for sure, and Marcus guided Emily inside, and back to their Suite, he marvelled at her energy and wish to enjoy every moment of their time together.
He did too, but he found it more difficult to express it.

To kill some time, he suggested to her the idea he had wanted to try, and would show her how much he trusted her too.
“Emily, would you shave my face, please? It is one of the most intimate things - apart from sex, that a woman can do with a man, and I feel that it would be a pleasant (and relaxed) way for us to spend a while, before we have to get ready for tonight. I would think you would still have at least an hour to get ready before the Ball starts. What do you say?”

 

[barefootgirl69]

She paused as she was pouring a glass of water and looked up at him. Emily had never shaven a man’s face before, but there were many things that she had done last night that she had never done before. This was different than that, though. This involved doing something that wasn’t sexual but still had the thrill of intimacy.

“Are…are you sure?” She asked hesitating. “What if I make a mistake, Daddy? What if I cut you, and you have to wear a bandage to the ball tonight? I would feel horrible.” Emily stopped when Marcus smiled at her in a reassuring way. She knew she sounded silly, even though they were all valid questions. “Well, if you are sure that this will be fine, then I don’t see why I could refuse you. Why don’t we get started? I will need to get some warm water started in the bathroom, and warm wet towel, do you think?” She didn’t wait for him to answer but walked to the bath while making a verbal list of all the things she would need.

Focusing on the moment, she almost forgot about the Ball and about her new gown which would be arriving in an hour or two. She also forgot to get a chair and bring it to the bath so that he could relax while she shaved his face. So, after turning on the water in the sink so that would heat up, she went to the door and asked him to bring one with him, then she watched as he made his way across the room.

He was such an easy-going man that, when she needed something, he was more than happy to oblige her. More than that, he made her feel that she could safely trust him with the most important thing she had – her heart. Emily didn’t feel as though her trust was misplaced, either. He was kind to all, and a perfect gentleman, but he treated her as if she were a precious jewel. It made her want to please him that much more.

“Will you show me where everything is?” She asked as he entered the bath. “I’m just going to warm up these hand towels in the water, and then we can get started.” Then, in a shy voice she told him, “I’m so glad you trust me to take care of this for you, Daddy.”

 

[DanFS]

Marcus sought to reassure Emily.
“Don’t worry, Emily, you won’t cut me. Just take it nice and slow, I’ll show you how I like it first, then you can have a go."
He placed a small wash-cloth in the basin full of hot water, almost as hot as he could stand, and explained why the heat was good for his skin, both before, and once he had shaved.
He showed her where all the shaving items were, in the over-basin cabinet; and how the thick the shaving cream was, and how to mix a little into a bowl with the hot water, to make a rich lather, and then after using the hot cloth to relax & prime his skin, he demonstrated how to use the brush to apply the lather to his face.

He then opened his razor, unfolding the slim sharp blade, from the ebony handle. He gently swept the blade across his skin, scraping away a line of foam, and stubble. (He had sharpened before the weekend, in readiness for this)

He turned to her, smiled and sat down on a chair, and pulled a small stool from under the sink and laid a folded towel upon it, to provide her with a seat too. Then he handed her his razor.
"Take a seat - and your time." He told her gently.
With her settled, he awaited the kiss of the warm steel.
He just prayed she wasn’t as nervous as she looked…

He suddenly thought of her shaving his pubic region...that could be interesting too...

 

[barefootgirl69]

Emily watched closely as he lathered his face and moved the razor across his cheek, except for her father when she was a child, she had never seen a man shave before. How did he know how close to the skin to get? What if she cut him? She was nervous, but knew that if he trusted her, then he must feel that she could do it well enough not to damage him.

She settled onto the stool that he fixed for her and took the razor that he held out for her. Tentatively, she scraped a path of the shaving cream away from his cheek, ending at his jaw. There, that wasn’t so hard! Smiling at him, she continued shaving him until all of the foam was off his face, and hoped that his whiskers were too! She rubbed her fingers over and over on his face and chin to make sure she hadn’t forgotten a spot.

When she was sure that she had shaved everything, she stood and washed his face with a warm washcloth, and saw that he was watching her. “I hope that I’ve done a good job for you. I don’t see any blood!” She laughed and continued, “I’m just kidding, you know.” Then, she leaned over and kissed his nose.

Hearing a knock on the door, she squealed and grabbed his hand, “I think that’s our clothing, Daddy! Let’s hurry!!!” Only the firm grip of his hand kept her from running to the door and flinging it open. Still, when she arrived and opened the door, she couldn’t help grinning as they brought everything in and laid it on the bed.

Emily turned to Marcus when they had left and said, “Now it’s time for me to get ready.”