Confined With a Goddess

Jake grabbed a small scoop of the coconut oil Celestia had brought out. It was thick, and had even solidified in some places. It was really only a liquid when it was warm, which meant that it melted in his hand. It was already pretty soft, too. If he had to compare the feeling to anything, it was like a dry lotion. The little lump that solidified in the spigot if you let the pump sit for a few days without using it. When he'd had to move his dad into a new place, Jake had stayed with him, and since he was sleeping on a couch for those few days, he couldn't masturbate, and when he went back to his own bed, he felt the lump shoot out. But unlike the dried lotion, this was melting back down to a liquid state.

He climbed on top of her, straddling her hips, and dripped a bit of oil on her abdomen. Setting the bowl aside, he rubbed his hands together to even out the oil, then started rubbing her abdomen. He wanted to move up to those glorious tits, as she'd offered, but if he started around them and worked his way in, maybe he'd be allowed to spend more time on them.

Not that he didn't want to rub the rest of her down with oil. She had beautiful abs, very muscular and well-toned. He could feel every crease and crevice as his hands glided across her fur. He had forgotten that she didn't just have skin, but a thin layer of hair covering it, barely three millimetres in length. It was soft enough to be pushed out of the way by his hand, and yet strong enough to force its way back into position as soon as his hand was gone.

After her abs, he moved to her shoulders and arms, all with just the original batch of oil. He'd never questioned it before, but her underarms were without hair. Rather, without much in the way of hair. Sure, the thin layer that covered her skin covered her armpits, and it was a bit thicker there, but it was white and short. This was especially odd, considering her mane and tail were a pastel rainbow.

Now, it was time for the main event. Dipping his hands in oil to resoak them, he reached for her breasts. But he didn't quite touch them. He couldn't quite reason out why, either. He wanted to touch them. He had most nights, nestling his face between them, and he'd washed her a few times, too. But it felt different this time, and he couldn't say why. Perhaps he was changing? Mayhaps his growth into a new man had changed his sensibilities? It was possible that he now felt like he was taking advantage of her, and his conscience was stopping him.

"Something wrong?" asked Celestia, looking up at him.

"Just, uh... contemplating how I want to go about doing this," he chuckled nervously. "I hear they're very sensitive, and I don't want to hurt you, ya know?"

"Then allow me to instruct you in the ways of how to properly oil a lady's tits."

Taking just a few drops of oil, she slathered up his dick, then grabbed his hips and pulled her closer to her chest, laying his oily cock between her mammaries. Then she pulled his wrists to clasp the outside of her breasts and pushed them in, rubbing her boobs all over his erection.

"You need something in the middle to supply the oil, and your hands on the outside to keep the massive weight up on top. Real breasts fall to the side, you know. The fake ones just sit there and jiggle on their own. Naturals like mine need the support of good, strong hands like yours. Go on, now; keep rubbing..."

Jake did as he was told, rubbing and squeezing her breasts as he pushed them against his dick, which he slid along her sternum by gyrating his hips. Even if her claim that the coconut oil would only mildly protect their skin, it was reducing the friction of their rubbing, and he was able to glide his testicles across her chest with little to no effort.

"Okay, that's enough," moaned Celestia after a few minutes. "It's your turn."

Jake climbed off as Celestia quickly smeared the rest of her body in oil, mostly her legs, arse, cock and balls. He lamented that her didn't have the chance to play with her arse, as he'd spent so long on her tits, but now she was going to rub him. He lay down on his beach chair, his mast standing straight up and already well-oiled.

She started at his chest, her fingers skittering across his skin as she oiled him up. No one had ever offered him anything like this before. He'd never had a massage of any kind. Not even so little as a shoulder rub. But here she was, rubbing muscles he didn't even know he had, putting pressure on joints he'd been neglecting for years and exploring every nook and cranny she could fit her fingers into, made wider by the oil.

"That's quite a knot in your thigh," she mentioned, pressing against a sore spot. "Roll onto your stomach, please?"

Jake rolled over, and found that he was being bent backward. Realising her mistake, Celestia shifted the chair until he was up in the air a bit so as not to strain his lumbar. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable position, but it did give her better access to his thigh, and after a few minutes of high pressure, the area was smooth. He was still sore, but she promised it would feel better come morning.

Then he saw her apply a bit more oil, and felt two fingers slip inside of his arse. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, and he clenched down, but the more he relaxed, the better it felt, until he should barely feel the stretching anymore. He could have asked her to stop, but instead, he just let it be.

He looked behind him a few times to see Celestia smiling down at him. He could also see her massive cock bobbing up and down in front of her. He'd neglected it, and now he was going to face his punishment.

Suddenly, an overwhelming pressure washed over him, and he came, hard. Nothing was touching his dick, and yet, he'd cum, just from being fingered in the arse. Sure, the titjob had helped, but he'd cum from being fingered. Maybe he still needed to learn more about himself...