Yes Daddy-Closed.

"Good girl. Perfect. Are you just this good at everything that you do Jen?"

It felt so natural, the way that she touched him. The way that she looked at him as she knelt there. Like a puzzle piece clicking into place. He hoped that she felt it as strong as he did.

He almost asked her how it felt to kneel in front of him like that, but he decided that might be one step too far.

So he moved on, telling her when she came back towards him "Now, if you want to massage my back, explore a part of my body that you haven't had a chance to see up close yet, I would enjoy that. But I don't like it when you say "I want to..." Ask me. Ask me nicely. "May I please massage your back? I would enjoy that very much."
 
She cocked her head after the Good girl traveled to her core. It's hanging up pants Niall, not rocket science. But I appreciate your commending me. I don't know why but every time you say 'Good girl' to me it causes all kinds of weird, but good things." she said blushing a little

It didn't really strike her as odd as it probably should have to ask , rather then tell. Perhaps because she didn't like just anyone to act on impulse. She preferred to be asked if they could invade her space. Niall of course being the exception.

"May I please massage your back" she said sweetly as she bit her bottom lip.
 
He didn't answer. Just kissed her to signal his approval; deeply, possessively, but quickly. Then he turned to the bed, and lay down on his stomach with his arms over his head and his legs mostly together. He knew that in this position his lats and traps and back muscles were on full display.

Now we shall see, he thought to himself. Will she sit daintily to my side on the bed with her legs tucked under? She will have a good view from there, but no leverage.

Or will she straddle my ass or lower back, which will require her to open her legs wide wearing nothing but lace panties - certainly nothing she has ever done before with a man's body between her legs.

Niall felt himself getting hard again as he contemplated these options, and waited to see what she would do.

Either way, she had asked for permission without hesitation. He smiled to himself, what an amazing evening it had been so far.
 
"mmm" Jennifer purred at his deeply possessive quick kiss. "I'm taking that as a yes" She said with a smile watching him lay on the bed. At first she sat with her knees under her, allowing her to raise up for a bit of leverage. "May I straddle you?" she asked softly

After his affirmation she rose up and straddled him, using his butt for a seat. as she leaned forward her fingers kneaded his neck. "please don't move" she said with a little bit of warning. She didn't want to hurt him as she worked his neck getting the kinks out. She surprisingly had a great deal of strength in her hands and fingers. Her fingers moved over the top of his shoulders finding another spot that needed a firm working. When it was completed she moved to his other shoulder, same spot , same technique to get it out.

"when was the last time you had a massage?" she asked as her fingers felt over his shoulder blades and spine. Every time she found a spot she made a mental note and worked it out. It probably took her about a half an hour to get all his knots out, before she went over all of him giving him a firm massage. When she was done with his back. She tapped his legs, "open please"
She moved between his legs and massaged his lower back, and then his butt. before moving down to his thighs and calves, and then his feet.
 
Damn Niall thought. She may be a virgin, but she knows how to give an excellent massage. Thorough. And pretty deep too. I'll have to remember to ask her about how she learned to do that...

"Too long," he mumbled under he breath, as his muscles melted beneath her surprisingly strong fingers.

When she finished with his left foot, Niall rolled over onto his back. She really was stunning, heavy breasts swinging slightly as her breath calmed.

"Come here" he beckoned with his finger. Another test. Would she hesitate? Those amazing breasts had never had a strong naked chest pressed against them. Would she climb up but keep her distance? Or would she accept in invitation and curl up next to him with her head on his chest as he hoped...

This next part was going to be incredibly difficult. He steeled himself for what he was certain would require a massive dose of self control...

"Have you had enough new things for one night Jen? You have done so very well so far..."
 
Just the way he beckoned for her with one finger made her feel something that slid right next to the word 'good girl'.
She didn't hesitate to crawl up on the bed with him him and lay down next to him. "may I lay my head on you?" she asked sweetly

Jennifer would mark down feeling his body under her hands was one of the most exhilarating things she'd ever done. God he was so fit, the man could easily be a shirtless model.

She smiled at him when he asked if she had enough for one night. "There's a reason that I know little to nothing about what we're exploring." she admitted softly. "I was always too busy learning in school. I would have my papers done a day after we were given a week. I read three lessons ahead. My yearn for knowledge is unlimited. Its one of my greatest joys. I amuse myself with finding faster ways to accomplish things, putting new tools into use to speed up and have things be more accurate. Always preparing, always a step ahead. That is why I'm good at my job. So asking me if I've had enough new things for one night, will always be no. Because I can't stop my brain from wanting more, and with you, I can't imagine ever having anything enough"

Her fingers lightly stroked his chest, memorizing the feel, and his smell. "If you're tired, I can go back to my room" she said softly.
 
"I am not tired Jen, but you asked to take things slowly, and I will make sure that we do that."

Her breasts against his body felt divine. He wanted her so badly, but at the same time knew that he needed to take care not to scare her off - despite her obvious desires for him.

"Also, I think when you go back and process our night together, you are going to realize that we have covered more new ground than perhaps you realize."

"But there is one more new thing that we could cover tonight if you want to. Are you wet for me Jen? Have you been wanting to touch yourself? Wondering what is hiding inside of my trunks? We are not going to have sex tonight. But we can explore a bit more if you want to."

"We need to learn to talk about these things. Not to be shy or timid about addressing sexual topics directly. So tell me, have you been wanting to touch yourself girl?"
 
She smiled sweetly to him as he reminded her they would be taking things slowly. She listened to when he talked to her of how much they covered. Almost everything she experienced tonight had been new. Particularly the reactions he gave her body. No one had ever inspired such divine feelings in her.

"I" she blushed. "I am wet for you" Jenifer said softly "I've been wet for you since the moment you took my hand." she paused for a moment before continuing. "Until the other night, I'd never been inspired to touch myself. But thinking of you, it made me ache. I don't think I would have stopped you from touching me at the pool."

She was trying her best to not be shy about these kind of things. "I have been wanting you to touch me, to guide me on how I can please you." she managed to look up and lock her eyes with his.

"I think you were right about me wanting to push for more. About me wanting you to never stop. Its all scary to me, but its also exciting, and leaves me breathless. But I think that I have a good idea that you want it to be special, that first time. When you make me yours."
 
"Ok then. One more step forward tonight, if you are up for it. One more new thing."

"You need to learn how to please a man - something that you have no experience with. I will guide you, I will teach you, but first you need to have a chance to explore a man's body. You have had that chance tonight, to touch me, to taste me. All except one part."

He watched her face carefully for any sign of shock or fear. "One moment," and he went into the bathroom, coming back with a hand towel and a washcloth.

"Sit on the bed, here, with your back against the headboard."

"I am going to close my eyes. I promise that I will keep them closed. Do you trust me to do that Jen?"

He stood to the side of the bed, just a few feet away from her.

"Now I am going to take my trunks off. You can look at me much as you want to. If you want me to move, or turn, I will."

"When you are ready, I am going to touch myself. You can touch yourself if you want to, I won't see. If you want to tell me what you are seeing, or what you imagine me doing with you, that would be amazing, but you don't have to. I want you to watch how a man pleasures himself Jen. Just watch. Learn. Soon enough, you will have your chance - but not tonight."

"Will you do that for me Jen? Watch me?"
 
Jennifer sat up facing him as she listened to him talk. Then watched him walk into the bathroom.
When he came out with the washcloth and towel she was confused. She sat against the headboard where he told her to.

"Yes of course Niall, she responded to him asking if she trusted him. She was confused for a moment why he was closing his eyes. But then she understood he was offering her the opportunity to do what she did the other night without being watched.

"Yes," she said softly, I will watch you. But I would like you closer. I would like to feel your hand on my leg. So you can feel me, and I can feel you. But I will obey and not touch your staff, and will not try to get you to touch me where i really want you to."

"Niall, I am okay if you want to watch me too. If you want to talk to me, and watch what it does to me."

She waited to see if he would open his eyes, if he did she would take her panties off.
 
"I want you to watch and learn Jen."

"I want to talk to you about what I am feeling. And for you to be able to see me."

"Come here, sit on the edge of the bed where our legs can touch each other so that you feel that connection."

When she moved over, and he felt the touch of her leg against his, he slowly slid his trunks down, and then kicked them to the side. He was not porn star huge, but a solid seven inches and thick - Magnum condom thick, and well groomed.

"It is called a cock, or a penis, or by some heathens a 'dick'. I prefer cock."

His eyes were still closed.

He reached down to touch himself lightly, and could feel his cock pulse in response. He was already very hard.

"If you want me to watch you, to open my eyes, I will. But I want you to feel comfortable - that is the most important thing. This is a time for you to learn, to discover, not to feel self-conscious."

His fingers trailed around his head to the sensitive spot under its base, "This spot is very sensitive, just at the base of the head and the top of the big vessel underneath. Can you see how my cock reacts when I touch myself there?"
 
She nodded and moved to the edge of the bed so their legs could touch. Jennifer had to stop herself from saying 'no shit' when he told her what a cock was called. Though she did grasp his word choice again. She had used staff earlier to avoid appearing vulgar, but she was find calling it whatever he wished.

Jennifer slowly slid off her panties and tossed them to the side as her eyes were locked on his cock. It was a rarity for a cock to appear beautiful but his was. Much better than his sons was. But she wasn't going to share that with him. Ian had been an ass and thought by forcing her to look at his cock that would some how change her mind. But if anything it just put her off more.

"Niall" She said with the same rasp that had given away that she was attracted to him. "open your eyes please" Her fingers had traveled to the little nub she had rubbed before when thinking of him. Now she was staring at him full Monty, and was breathless. This man had her wrapped around his finger. She watched his hand and listened to what he said, "mmm, yes I can" she wanted to reach out and touch it. But she didn't, instead she wondered if she opened her mouth if he would stick it in. It was an oddly arousing thought, not that she'd ever done it herself, But she had seen it done before. Guys seem to really like it. and more than anything she had an overwhelming desire to please him.

She found herself moaning as she touched herself in front of him, looking at him, wanting him.
 
Her moan traveled directly to his core. He touched himself lightly, stroking with just fingertips. She was stunning. Glorious in her innocence, and making him want to cum right there and then with her trust and willingness; even eagerness, to please.

"Here, along the rim of the head, that is also very sensitive. You can see how I react when I run a finger along it."

"And along the base of the shaft, this big vein, that is more sensitive than the top or the sides."

He couldn't take his eyes off of her fingers. She was beautiful everywhere, stunning really, and her lips glistening with her need begged for his touch. But he knew that he could not, would not - not tonight.

"It is really a stroking action along the length that turns a man on more than anything."

He intensified his own stroking as he said that.

"It can be a hand, lips, a pussy - the friction along the shaft is the key. And special attention to those more sensitive spots."

"Can you see that little drop of precum starting to form at the tip? That is the first sign that a man is very turned on."

"Are you very turned on Jen? Can you see how hard I am? How the skin shines on the head? That means that I am very turned on - maybe even close to cumming."
 
Jennifer paid attention to his teaching of how to please a mans cock from the base, the tip, the vein. She was in a haze of euphoria, as her fingers continued to stroke for him, the way he looked at her the way she needed and wanted him.

She let out a moan as he intensified his stroking. It was a boost to her ego for him to be so turned on by her. A day ago she could only imagine his body, only yearn for his touch, Her legs wrapped around the outside of his.

Could she see his precum, oh yes. It was all she could do to keep from plunging forward and licking it right out of his little hole, and sucking that tip into her mouth, using her tongue to press right under the tip. She wanted to milk his cock in every and any way he would allow.
"Yes" she answered with a rasp as she bit her bottom lip and rubbed faster at his question if she could see it. "Yess" she moaned when he asked if she was turned on , if she could see how hard he was, the shine..Yess she moaned even louder to answer his other questions.

"I want" she moaned as her pussy dripped and she rubbed.
 
"I want..."

"And tomorrow, you will be allowed to touch."

"Tomorrow, you will lick that little drop off the end of my cock, won't you Jen?"

"Tomorrow, you will run your tongue along my shaft, finding the places where I am the most sensitive."

"My cum is your reward Jen. The way that you know that you have pleased me. My hard cock, skin tight like this, the surest sign that you turn me on, make me crazy for you, that what you are doing is working. Tomorrow, and in the future, you will work hard to earn my cum, won't you Jen? Doing whatever I need you to, letting me do whatever I want to, to earn your reward."

He watched her through slitted eyes, so close himself that he had to stop stroking every now and then. Her obvious need made him crazy, her pussy so gorgeous, so wet, as her fingers moved over her clit. He thought about what it would be like to take her for the first time, to watch her struggle with new sensations. His size would not make that first experience an easy one, but he could see how ready she was...

"Tonight we are going to waste my cum, but you will never allow that to happen again when we are together. I will teach you - for now just remember what I said. You never waste your reward."

"Tonight is about learning. About uncovering the unknown. Tomorrow we will explore together."

"Will you cum with me now Jen? Imagine in your mind what it will be like to feel me, taste me, touch me. Play with your clit until you are ready to cum, until you are just on the edge of that incredible feeling of release, and then ask me to cum with you."

"Will you do that for me girl?"
 
The sound of his voice, his naked body, the way he stroked himself for her. She did that, she got him rock hard and ready to cum for her. It was an odd but enticing sense of achievement she was feeling. It was all new, mind blowing, body overwhelming and utterly delicious the way he seduced her.

'Tomorrow' oh how she never wished for the next day to arrive so quickly. "Yes Niall" she purred when he asked about licking his cock.
"Yes Sir" she responded when he asked if she would work hard to get his cum.

Niall had her almost of out her mind with need and hunger. He was doing what he promised, teaching her, showing her that she turned him on, and he was going to give her every experience that she needed to please him.

God she wanted him so fucking bad. She almost wanted to hold out just to keep watching him.

"Yes Niall" she purred to his question about cumming with him. He literally had her dripping making a nice wet spot on the side of his bed.

She couldn't hold back any more "Please Niall" she almost whimpered with desire "Cum with me" She let out a deep cry as her body began to convulse shudder and spasm, her eyes rolled back in her head as the orgasm hit her hard. Her eyes returned just in time to see him cum for her.

Watching him cum for her was almost enough to make her cum again.
 
It had been a few days.

As Niall's orgasm ripped through him, he shot a heavy load onto the washcloth, rope after rope. He could see the need in Jen's eyes as she watched, as she came down from her own massive orgasm.

"That is what it means to make a man cum Jen. To bring him the ultimate pleasure, and to bring yourself your reward."

"Watch me continue to spasm, watch the cum keep oozing out - you will never waste a single drop."

"A man's cock is very very senstive right after he cums. You must only touch me lightly when I am like this."

Then he reached down with a finger, and scooped up a bit of his cum. He touched it to his own tongue, then held it out for her.

"Taste it. The taste can change, depending on what I have been eating, but it is always pretty similar. Lick my finger clean Jen."
 
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