Tender
Amber’s “Daddy” was out of town for a days for work. But he sent his friend Joel to take care of his Little Girl for the evening.
Amber sat in the tub while her sitter rinsed soap from her hair, his touches tender, so different from Sam's rough treatment she already missed.
Despite the difference, her heartbeat spiked he sitter dried her off. Heat rushed between her legs. When he laid her on the bed and spread her thighs, she squirmed. He gathered her wet arousal to ease the friction of his gentle teasing of her throbbing clit.
Her chest heaved, belly tightened, and lightning pinged through her nerves, like her skin was an electric storm. Two thick fingers splitting her velvet pussy drew a sharp mewl from her swollen mouth. She gripped his bulging upper arms, seeking a refuge from the riot happening in side her, from his fingers pumping her for pleasure.
His beard scraped her sensitive face when he kissed her suddenly, catching her gasps and swallowing her pleas for more. His thumb rubbed the demanding nub, meeting the waves of her rocking hips. “Come for me,” he whispered, unleashing ecstasy from the points he connected with her, that ricocheted to every point in her body.
He held her, continuing stroking as she trembled through the soft orgasm. He kissed her forehead, murmuring, ”Good girl.”
She wasn't used to the gentleness, but she enjoyed the difference in the pleasure of the caregiving from her sitterc while Daddy Sam was out of town.