Mmmmmm I love a nice little soak in the bath before bed.

Low lights, maybe a candle or two. A nice sensual playlist. I like to set the mood. 

I put my hair in a bun and turn on the water. As the bath fills up I throw a little bath oil in, grab my towel and a little nightie to slip into when I get out. Finally, I take all my clothes off and get in the bath.

The hot water feels so nice, I immediately feel my shoulders drop and my muscles start to relax. My breathing slows. The way my body reacts tells me how badly I needed this. 

I lay my head back and close my eyes, just breathing, enjoying the warmth and the smell of the bath oil. It’s all so lovely, but my mind inevitably drifts back to you, daddy. We’ve both been so insatiable lately, I can’t get enough of you.

I start to touch myself all over, and slip a hand between my legs, but I’m interrupted by the sound of your voice. Startled, I jump, sitting up straight.

“Having fun in there, little one?”

My cheeks turn red and I start to stammer a response, but you shush me. With a smile, you pull up my vanity chair and sit in it, facing the bath. 

“Lay back down for me. I wanna make sure you enjoy your bath tonight.” Your voice is low and soothing. I do as I’m told.

You start to take your clothes off, at a painfully slow pace, until you’re completely naked. Your dick is rock hard, and you start to slowly stroke it.

“Use that body wash next to you, and wash yourself. Slowly.” 

My clit is throbbing and my nipples are hard. It’s practically painful having to touch myself everywhere instead of just rubbing it like I was about to…

“Don’t worry, baby, we’ll get there.” 

I scowl at you. “Stop reading my mind.”

You chuckle, eyes locked on me, stroking yourself. I can hear your breathing starting to get a little ragged. “Lather up those beautiful tits for me.”

I squirt the body wash directly on my tits, then rub it all over them until they’re sudsy. Every time my hands slide over my nipples, I let out a little gasp.

“So sensitive, aren’t they?” 

I whimper in response.

“Good. Now rinse all that soap off. Use your hands.”

I sink a little deeper into the bath and rinse off all the suds, running my hands over my body until all the bubbles are gone. All I can focus on is the sound of your hand sliding up and down your beautiful cock. I’m jealous of your hand.

“Now play with yourself for me.”

I’m so excited I let out a little squeal. I get in a comfy position and when I slide my hand between my legs, my pussy is slick. I can feel my juices even underwater. When I start to rub my aching clit, I moan, and you growl in response.

“It feels” breath “SO good, daddy!”

“Good girl. Keep rubbing that clit, I wanna see your thighs trembling.” Your voice is rougher now, and your eyes are wild, desperate.

You encourage me as I finger myself beneath the water, the little splashing sounds being drowned out by our moans and grunts and whimpers. 

You can tell I’m getting close.

“Daddy can I-“ whimper “can I cum, please?” I beg.

You growl, “mmmm be a good girl and cum for me.”

I explode before you even finish your sentence, writhing around and screaming your name, gripping the sides of the bath. It’s a powerful one. 

Afterwards, you stand, still jerking off, and ask me to get out of the bath and get on my knees without toweling off. Soaking wet, I kneel on the bath mat in front of you.

“Tongue out, babygirl” you order through gritted teeth, “fuck I’m so close.”

I stick out my tongue and play with my tits, water dripping down my body. With a moan, you cum all over my tongue, my chin and my tits, and it starts to slide down my body with the water. I can’t help but giggle, looking at the mess you made. 

You take my hand and lead me into the shower where you rinse your cum off me, both of us giggling in a post-orgasm daze. Afterwards, we towel each other off and get in bed. 

“Can we end every night like this daddy?” I ask.

You laugh, “if that’s what my good girl wants.”