Suddenly, she pulls her feet away, and I jump almost out of my seat. The next thing I know, a pillow is being plopped on my lap, and Paula is turning to lay on her stomach, with her head on the pillow.
“Rub my back, again, Daddy!” she pleads.
“I can think of anything I’d like more,” I think I mumbled out.
Again, she put her hands under the pillow on my right thigh, and I am not quite sure how she didn’t catch on fire from the heat emanating from my stiff as a board cock just inches away. I can smell her golden hair as I place my right hand on her shoulders, and try to think of anything else at this point. She is doing the exact same thing she did before where she touched my erect cock while I gave her a back rub. My heart races as I decide on whether this is going somewhere or time to back off. Having gone this far, and my libido getting the best of me, I make that fateful decision.
“Do you want me to use both hands again?” I inquire.
She almost moans out, “Oh, God, yes. Please!”
I turn, exactly as I had the last time, and I reach out for her right shoulder. I feel her hand slide under my shorts and there is no way my cock is not in that path of travel. I change my pivot so that I don’t slam my rock hard cock against her directly, and only the base of the shaft is where we meet, but so that it slips in around her hand. However, because of the angle, it still is pushing against her pinky.
I start to rub her back, my constricted but full member is pushing against the side of her hand as I massage her shoulders. I stretch down along her upper back, which slides my cock away from her hand, and as I come back, it slams back into her, as if I were slapping it on her. She jerks away, like that was unwanted. That was awkward, and I lose a bit of the excitement.
“Sorry, you still OK with the massage?” I stammer out.
“YEEEEESS”. She says in that exasperated teenager voice that only they can make. “Can you go lower? She asks.
I plan better this time, and instead of moving up and down, I sort of slide back and forth. To avoid that awkward slam again. However, this introduces the friction of my cock rubbing the outside of her hand, but now in a rhythmic motion as my cock slides alongside her hand. As I move back and forth, and the hardness increases, I feel her hand shift up, so that instead of sliding along the outside of her hand, my dick is now sliding through her uplifted hand, under 3 fingers and into her palm. I can feel her fingers curl around my cock, but without grasping it, so that each slow movement as I move up and down her back, moves my cock through a tunnel under hand. It took everything I had to not start fucking that loose tunnel, but to continue the loose slide through it.
It is getting harder, er , more difficult to focus on her back, as more and more attention is going towards me moving my body as I move up and down her back. At this point, I’m just rubbing up and down, no massage, no anything but up down, further and further so I can push my dick along that hand tunnel. I can feel the head passing under the heel of her palm as I lean forward, and I love having my cock all the way in, so I keep pushing further down her back until I can feel the head reach freedom through her perfectly cupped hand.