{ASST} Special_Gift {Mr_Ed} MFg, inc, oral, toy Disclaimer: This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or purpose other than to entertain. It should not be read by any minor, for it is not intended as an instructional manual in sex. If the idea of underage sex bothers you, do not read any further. Special Gift By: Mr. Ed His stepdaughter was at it again in her bedroom, and he could hear her moaning and groaning as he sat in his office. It happened that he was using the third bedroom upstairs for an office to do his work it was adjacent to her room and shared a common air vent in the lower corner of the dividing wall. Since his hours of work were scattered and varied, he would often be working when she went to bed, the time of day she choose to masturbate normally. Susan had recently turned eleven and was definitely into puberty, for she was beginning to blossom, most obviously seen in her breast development. Listening to her, he made a decision to go out the following day and buy her a little gift. Susan came up to chat with him a few moments the following evening, as she often did before she said goodnight to him, and went to do her usual thing. At first, the conversation was about the web page he was designing, and how he was able to make the part move in one corner of the page. She had come to sit on his lap while he showed her that part, for she had developed a closeness to him and was comfortable in hugging him regardless of her breasts pressing against him. Indeed, she acted like she was totally unaware they were developing and of little interest to her, for she still never wore any support or extra covering on them. "I was out shopping today, Susan," he told her. "I bought a little something for you, but it is something that you must put away, and not share with Mommy or anybody else. Would you be able to keep it a secret from her?" "Sure, Daddy," she confirmed. "Why would you buy something that she can't know about, and I can't imagine what it would be that needs to be hidden from her." "As it happens, I know that you are developing sexually, and know that you, as all youngsters do, have a little time you play with yourself. This is something that will help you during those play times." "You know what I'm doing when I go to bed?" she asked. "Yes, darling," he told her. Opening his desk drawer, he got out the item he had already removed from it's packaging, and handed it to her. "What is it, Daddy?" she asked as she turned it around to examine. "Turn on the switch in the bottom," he told her. "When the batteries run low, tell me and I'll get you some new ones." The low buzz was not loud, but the vibrations as she held the tube in her hand made it feel funny to hold. "I must be stupid, but I still don't get it, Daddy," she commented, turning it back off. "It is called a dildo, and is something you use down below when you are playing with yourself. Now listen carefully! You must not push it up inside you too far, for that would break your hymen. If that is broken, you would not appear to be a virgin anymore." Susan's eyes opened wide as she realized what he was telling her, and what the dildo was for. The blush was bright, and caused her to turn her face into his shoulder in an effort to hide her embarrassment. "I understand you are growing up, and learning about your own feelings, Susan. I'm sorry to embarrass you, but if I hid it in your room for you to find, you wouldn't have known to keep it hidden away, or even what it was for." "You're not mad that I do that, Daddy?" she asked quietly. "It's a part of growing up, my little sweetheart," he assured her. "How could I be mad about something that's natural? Now, I know that you would normally talk to your mother about sex matters, but if you ever have any questions you would like to ask me, I will try to give you the best answers I can." "No wonder I love you as much as Mommy loves you, Daddy," she declared. "Nobody understands me like you do." "And I love you to, sweetie," he assured her. "Now I believe Mommy sent you to your bed, so how about you get in there before she gets angry with you?" "Not until I give my Daddy a big kiss!" she declared. This time, however, and for the first time, her kiss was not on his cheek, but square on his mouth, and lasted several seconds, during which her one breast was flattened against his chest. "Goodnight, Daddy! I love you!" "I love you too, Susan. Thank you for that special kiss, and goodnight," he said with a smile. Accepting another little butterfly kiss on his lips, she got up, and left the room, smiling as she hid the object between her arm and body. Several minutes lapsed after she went into her room before the buzzing started in the distance, and the moans and groans started coming through the air vent. Instead of returning to his work, he sat and listened for the five minutes it continued, knowing pretty much what was going on in the next room. Then there came the sound of a drawer opening, closing again, and her climbing back into her bed. Now he could return to work, for the distraction was done for the night. Nothing was said the next day, but he did receive an extra tight hug from Susan early the next day. Otherwise it was a normal day, with him able to get a lot of work done, completing one project, and starting another. He did have to leave it long enough to take his wife to work at the hotel, Susan going along for the ride with him. Candice had insisted on keeping her part time job as a waitress in a major hotel, even though his income would have supported her well. As it was, their combined savings account was growing rapidly, as were the additional investments they had undertaken together, and when the next renewal date came up for their mortgage, they would be retiring it completely during a mortgage burning ceremony. "How late is Mommy working today, Daddy?" asked Susan. "Probably about eleven to twelve this time, darling," he replied. "Are you as anxious for her to be home as I am?" "This time, I'm glad she is working today, Daddy," she admitted. "I'll probably be asleep when you go to get her." "Unless you get to watch some show on the idiot box," he responded. He preferred to call the television an idiot box, for it was able to waste so much of a person's time, and not something he normally bothered with at all. "Not tonight," she responded. "I've got something better to do when we get home. Could we stop and get some ice cream, Daddy?" "How about some ice cream and two bananas?" he asked. "I know I could handle a nice banana split this evening." "Perfect!" she exclaimed as she leaned her head onto his shoulder. She knew not to try and hold his arm while he was driving, but liked to run her hand over his arm when she could, and this she did. When they arrived home, she was carrying the supplies that he had purchased, and participated in the preparation of two banana splits, lots of ice cream, but with only one topping overtop, for he had not bought another, forgetting the other one had been finished a few days ago. They still had the cherries on top, though, and indulged in two each. Bruce held back one of his cherries until the very end of the treat, popped it into his mouth, leaned over and kissed Susan on her lips. Pushing her mouth open, he slipped his second cherry into her mouth, and headed out of the kitchen towards his office. "Thanks, Daddy," she called after him. "I'll clean up the dishes and see you later." "Sounds good!" he called back as he climbed the stairs two at a time. Five minutes later, Susan was entering his office, came over and held a cherry out in front of his face. "You got short changed, so I brought my Daddy an extra one!" "Aren't you precious!" he declared. Reaching out, he took the cherry into his mouth, and with her holding the stem, pulled it off, leaving her with the stem to dispose of as he ate his cherry. "Thanks, baby!" "Why must you call me a baby?" she demanded. "Not because you are a baby, but you deserve special care and attention that one would only give a baby normally. It just means you are extra special!" "Are you really, really busy, Daddy?" she asked. "I'd like to ask some questions if you have time." "Actually, I'm ahead of schedule, so have lots of time for any questions and answers. Now, mind you, I'd make time to answer your questions anyway, but I really do have lots of time this evening." Susan pushed her way in to come and stand between his legs, put her arms around his neck and looked into his eyes. "Do you think I am pretty, Daddy?" "Without the slightest doubt, you are very pretty, Susan," he assured her. "Everything about you is just as close to perfect as you can get!" She responded with a big smile, and by pushing herself up against him, with her one breast pressed against his face. His hands were on her waist, but when she pushed forward, his one hand went over her butt, while the other to the small of her back. "Are you trying to poke a hole in my cheek, Susan?" he asked. "I'm trying to show you how much I love you!" she exclaimed. "You're the greatest Dad in the whole world!" "But Daddies don't get their daughter's breasts in their face, Susan," he told her. "You're more than a Daddy to me!" she exclaimed, but did not pull away. "I'm going to bite it off!" he warned. "Go ahead!" she exclaimed as she pulled her top down to reveal her one breast. That put it right in front of his mouth, and he kissed the side of it before he forced her to pull back. "What are you doing, Susan?" he demanded. "Probably earning a spanking, but I'll take that chance," she said as the breast remained exposed. "Why would you do that?" he asked. "Because I love you so much and make love to you every night before I go to sleep!" she answered. "I want you to see me, Daddy, even if I get a spanking from you for it. I want you to watch me use the dildo and feel sexy! I want to be your little girl, Daddy!" She was visibly agitated and her face was full of concern. "Come and sit on my lap, darling," he instructed her. She came, and buried her face into his neck, her breast squashed once again against his chest, but this time a bare breast. "I'm sorry if I made you mad at me, Daddy, but you just don't know how much I feel about you!" "Over the past three years we have been a family, I've seen almost all of you, Susan. That happens in a family situation, and is normal. It does mean, however, that I do know what you look like, and think you are very pretty, and certainly very sexy. These are things I don't even need to see to know, darling." "I remember every single time you did get to see me, Daddy," she admitted. "I took some big chances to make sure you saw me. Mommy scolded me a couple of times when she saw what I was doing, but she wasn't so mad. Those are the times I remember when I play with myself, and you understand me so much that you even bought me the dildo to make it better. If you were to see me use it, it would make me so happy, and you would be able to spank my bum since it would be uncovered for you to reach." "A father is not supposed to see his daughter naked, especially when he is a stepfather," he explained. "As to your bum, the only thing I want to do with it, is to hold you by it once in awhile, so that you will know that you are my little girl now!" "You have been my Daddy since I was eight, and you were meeting Mommy for the first time," she said. "Please, Daddy! Let me be a little bad this one time, and Mommy would never know!" "Now secrets from your mother, I don't like," he told her. "She's your very best friend, and is the one that cares the most about you and wants only the right things for you." "You care about me, and take such good care of me, Daddy," she responded. "Isn't it better that I show you instead of getting a boy to come over and do stuff with? I know it's not right, and that's why Mommy mustn't know about it." The idea, almost said as a threat, did bother him, and he knew she was aware of herself enough that she probably would find a boy for the purpose. He spent a few moments thinking about this, caressing her bare arm while he considered the matter, and tried to determine a reasonable course of action. There was a good chance it was best to share the information with his wife, and get her take on the whole thing. "Since you still need to bathe, Susan would you like me to bathe you?" he asked. "Oh, yes!" she exclaimed. "Would you do that for me, please, Daddy?" "Against my better judgement," he said. "I suppose you want a ride in, don't you?" "More than you will ever know, Daddy," she exclaimed. Her ride was not what she expected, however, for he lifted her up into the air, his hands under her armpits and the heels of his hands against her two breasts. She was then lowered over his shoulder like a sack of flour, and carried into the bathroom. Placing her on the counter, he turned to the tub, closed the drain off, and started the water running. When it was the right temperature, he turned back to Susan, took her top, and removed it from her totally, and leaving her two little protrusions pointing towards him. Her socks and shoes were next to be removed, and then the little chain she wore around her neck, a Christmas gift from him the year before last. "You really like that chain, don't you darling?" he asked. "For sure," she confirmed. "I've worn it ever since you put it on Christmas day for me, other than when I bathe." "I just might have to get you a longer chain before too much longer," he pointed out. "You're getting bigger now, and need it to hang just a little lower." "But I could still wear the same heart on it, Daddy?" she asked, as he started to undo her skirt. "I certainly hope so, darling, for that's my heart you are wearing!" he confirmed. "That's why I never want to change it, Daddy!" she declared. She lifted her butt up off the counter as he slipped her skirt down. As he reached back up to remove her panties, she once again pushed up, and allowed her last piece of clothing to come off her body. "Okay, my naked Susan, into the tub with you," he instructed. "Don't I get a ride in?" she asked. When he squinted at her, she lifted herself for the third time, to let his hand go under her bare bum, and then found herself being carried with one hand holding her bottom while the other held her arm, and kept her away from him in midair. "Man, are you strong to carry me like this!" she declared. "Strong enough to handle a sweetie like you," he said as he deposited her into the tub. "I'm going to remember this for as long as I live, Daddy!" she exclaimed as he put soap on her wash cloth. "I hope it will be a good memory," he offered as he started washing her torso, beginning on her shoulders, working down over her breasts, belly abdomen and then crotch. Turning her around, he then did her back, working from top to bottom, and then continuing down her leg backs. Once again, she turned around, while he did her leg fronts, and finally her arms. Having her sit down in the tub, he rinsed her off, had her stand again while he took off the excess water with her rung out wash cloth. Then her towel came into use, and she found herself rapidly, but efficiently dried off head to toe. "That was the fastest bath on record, Daddy," she commented when she was done. "And now there is nothing stopping you from getting your nightgown on, Susan," he told her. "Couldn't I stay like this for a little while?" she asked. "I believe I gave you some instructions, Susan," he reminded her. "I need to brush my hair," she commented, taking up the brush. Suddenly Susan found herself airbourne, and landed over a knee he had raised for the purpose. One hard smack landed on her bare bum, and then she was set down onto the floor. "I gave you instructions, and I don't appreciate your stalling. When you have done what I told you to, then you may come back and do your hair. Now move!" Susan was out of the bathroom on the run, while he drained the tub and washed off the sides. By the time he returned to his office, she was there right behind him, pouting, and asking, "Are you still mad at me, Daddy?" "Not at all, sweetheart," he responded with a smile. "You must know that when I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done. It seems you needed a reminder, and that was what you got." "My bum is still burning," she reported, rubbing it on the outside of her gown. "You're strong!" "Strong enough, but as you know very gentle, especially to a little girl in my arms," he offered. She almost leapt across the gap, landing firmly in his gentle arms. "One thing for sure, Daddy," she stated, "I'm not ever going to do anything to get you really mad at me, for I couldn't bear the thought of a real spanking from you. It would burn like pepper!" "Probably a wise decision, Susan," he quietly assured her. "Now, how'd you like to look at what I was working on, and tell me what you think of it?" The applet he had added to the web page drew her interest, and they spent several minutes in conversation over it, and other features of the web page he had been designing. It was followed by them playing a game on the computer for about twenty minutes, and then Susan was dispatched to her bed for the night. Back in his office, he once again had his thoughts interrupted when he heard the sounds of her masturbating, using the dildo he had purchased for her. Five minutes later, he was able to get back to his work for his computer was set to remind him when it would be time to leave to get his wife from the hotel. Before he gave it much thought, the alarm sounded to tell him the interval had passed, and it was time to leave. With a momentary check on Susan to ensure she was asleep, he left to go and get Candice. As they entered the house, Bruce took Candice into his arms, and gave her a warm, long kiss. Then it was hand in hand up the stairs, and into their bedroom. Her panties came off from under her skirt, she went down on the bed, and once he got his abdomen exposed, she was penetrated, and they made love hard and fast, and indeed furiously. "I don't know what brought that on, but I sure hope it happens again," she said when it was all over. "Well, darling, that was to remind you how much I care about my wife, and our wonderful relationship. We do have a problem with Susan that I need to talk to you about, though. How about we go and have a cup of tea?" "Now that does make it sound serious," she commented. Without bothering with her panties, they headed back downstairs together, assisted each other in the preparation of the tea, and then carried the cups into the living room. "My having an office next to Susan's room has provided an unexpected intrusion into her private affairs," he told Candice. "Just about every night, she has been masturbating, as most girls her age do. Well, I took it upon myself to purchase a toy for her, I thought to aid her excitement, and am wondering if it was such a good choice. She has a dildo hidden someplace in her room, and instructions from me not to mention it to you." "Now that I object to, Bruce," she said. "Mind you, if that was what caused you to ravage me like you did tonight, then I'm all in favour of it!" "Unfortunately, that is just the beginning. Tonight, she was wanting to expose herself to me and not even try to make it accidental. When I heard her threaten to have herself explored by a boyfriend, I took it upon myself to offer to bathe her. That's exactly what happened, sweetheart! I bathed your naked eleven year old daughter this evening." "She is not my daughter alone, Daddy," responded Candice. "She's your daughter too, now! You have a right to make decisions when it comes to her, and this sounds like you made a good one. Anything more happen?" "As a matter of fact, she was put over my knee for a good swift swat on her bare ass for not obeying me fast enough. She was trying to stall when I'd told her to get her nightgown on, so she earned a lick!" "How did she react to that?" she asked. "Damn, I wish I had been here to see that happen!" "She was at my side moments later, to see if I was still mad at her. After that, we had a good evening together, and she didn't argue when I sent her to bed." "Is that what you are worried about, Bruce?" she asked. "I bathed her naked body, Candy!" he exclaimed. "And I got the benefit of it when I got home," she said. "I'm going to have to get you to bathe her more often!" "You're not worried or annoyed?" he asked. "I've been worried all evening about having to tell you." "It sounds like you did exactly what you should have, Daddy, and I have no concerns what so ever. You use your judgement when it comes to her, for I trust you completely." "Even when you realize that it did turn me on?" he pointed out. "I got the benefit of it, Bruce," she said. "You didn't rape her, and wouldn't either." "You are one fantastic woman, Candy!" he declared. "Drink your tea, for I want in you again!" "Hey, I'm coming," she said. "To hell with the tea, let's go do it, sexy!" Susan found her parents in the kitchen the next morning when she came down looking for them. Breakfast was well underway, and would soon be ready to enjoy. "Good morning, Mommy and Daddy!" "Good morning," came the chorused response from her parents. "Daddy smacked my ass last night, Mommy," she reported. "Boy he sure can hit hard! I'm not going to give him any reason to really spank me anytime." "My dear girl, I thing you are wise in that, for I know how strong Daddy is!" commented Candice. "How did you like Daddy bathing you?" she questioned. "He told you?" she questioned in response. Realizing that he must have, she said, "It was the fastest bath on record, Mommy." "Maybe the next time he will take a little longer," she responded. "Sit at the table now, for breakfast is ready!" "You can take the dildo out of hiding as well, Susan," he informed her. "I don't like secrets from Mommy, so she is fully aware of your having it." "Did you really say 'the next time' about bathing, Mommy?" asked Susan. "Sure," she confirmed. "I doubt if one time was enough for you, especially if he did it so fast. He should have taken time doing it and enjoyed his little girl a little more than he did. It sure made it nice for me when I came home though, Susan. Daddy was a good boy to me; several times too!" "You just told me..." she started. "Several times!" confirmed her mother. "He's fantastic in bed!" "Close your mouth, Susan," instructed her Daddy. It took her a second to respond, and close it. "You two have to be the greatest parents ever!" she finally declared. "I love both of you!" "We love you too, Susan," confirmed her mother. "Since I don't have work today, when it is time, I'd like Daddy to bathe you again, darling, but this time, I want to watch him do his thing with you." "And make him go slower?" she questioned. "Slower and taking a good long look at his naked daughter, Susan," confirmed her mother. "I wish it was night already," she declared. "Don't wish your life away, sweetheart," commented her father. "Especially today, for I've decided it is time to set up my old computer in your room for you to do your homework on, and have a few games to play." "Daddy!" she exclaimed as she got up, almost knocking over her chair, and threw herself into his arms. "You are the most super Dad, ever!" "This is a nice way to say thank you, Susan," he said, "but if I die of starvation first, I won't be able to put it in for you." Most of the morning was taken up with the installation and setup of the computer in Susan's room. Candice stopped in a couple of times, to check on his progress, and both times he received a warm and affectionate kiss from her, perhaps with more than a little passion as well. By the time lunch rolled around he was already pushing up against his wife's bum in the kitchen as she tried to work. The first time, she wiggled it for him, but the next time, he was ordered to sit at the table for lunch was ready. Calling Susan almost became an afterthought for them. During the afternoon Bruce tried to do a little work, but gave up and collected his wife. Then, behind the locked door of their bedroom, they made love yet again. This time it was not hurried, and was preceded with lots of foreplay. Both were smiling when they emerged, and found Susan still on her computer. Only then did Bruce manage to get a little time to work, but did a lot in the two hours he was able to put together. Then it was dinner and a pleasant conversation for all while they ate. Following dinner, Susan volunteered (under her mother's orders) to assist in cleaning up the table and kitchen, and getting the dishes into the dish washer. When that was done, they joined Bruce in the living room, where he was watching a little television for a change. "Are you finding that show all that interesting?" asked Candice. "Frankly, no!" he exclaimed. "Want to watch something else?" "Yes," she said. "I'd prefer to watch Susan getting bathed, upstairs in the bathtub." "Isn't it a little early for that, darling?" he asked. "Since I expect it to take a little extra time, it's not that early, Bruce," she responded. "So do I have to catch her and drag her screaming up to the bathroom?" he asked as the television went off, and he approached her in a menacing way. "No, Daddy!" she exclaimed. "I'm going there myself 'cause you would throw me over your shoulder or something!" "Five... Four... Three..." He didn't need to go any further, for she was already at the top of the stairs, waiting for them to arrive. "Was it you that said it should be a cold water bath, Mommy?" asked Bruce. "No she didn't, Daddy!" exclaimed Susan. "You're teasing me again!" They entered the bathroom together, and Bruce took a seat on the closed toilet lid, drew Susan over to stand in front of him. It seems it is time to get your pretty body clean, darling," he said to her. "I'm giving you this chance to say you want to do it yourself, rather than have me do it for you." "Thank you, Daddy, but no," she said, "I'd really like when you bathe me, but please don't be quit so fast. Sometimes you're too good at the things you do." "Then let me get these clothes off you," he said to her as he began to undo the buttons of her blouse. "Oh my! Look at the fresh young breasts we have staring at me. The nipples are getting bigger, and beginning to stand out." "You see how one is different than the other, Daddy?" she mentioned. "If they were the same you would probably be the only female in the world like that, Susan," he assured her. "They look so very fine, and are growing exactly as they should be." "Do they look a little sexy, Daddy?" she asked. "No, darling, they don't!" he exclaimed. "They look very sexy!" "When you talk to me about them, Daddy, it makes me feel all warm and wonderful inside." "You are growing up, becoming a sensual woman and are bound to feel the natural things any girl would feel sweetie! You are getting sexually aroused!" "Is that okay for me to feel that, Daddy?" she asked. "I like the feeling!" "Yes, my precious young daughter, it is fine for you to feel that way, and will thousands of times in your lifetime." "Even when I do things to make myself feel this way?" she asked. "What you are talking about is when you masturbate darling," he told her. "It is a part of growing up, and adult life. When you are married to the right guy and have a healthy and happy sex life, like your mother and I have, you won't feel the need to masturbate so frequently, but you will still do it sometimes." "Is that true, Mommy?" she asked. "Of course it is, especially when your man is busy, and not there to share himself with you," she confirmed. "I'm lucky with Daddy, for he takes very good care of me, and I usually only do it when he is getting ready for me." "Daddy would see you doing it?" she asked. "There is nothing I'd hide from Daddy," she assured her daughter. "That includes you Susan!" "So if you saw me doing it, you wouldn't be upset or angry?" she asked of him. "No, darling, I wouldn't be upset or angry!" he assured her. "Before you are finished with me this evening, you are going to feel those same feelings, but I'm going to make you feel them, not you." "This is going to be special then," she said with a smirk on her face. "I'm not going to even try and hide how I'm feeling then." "We both know you well enough to know when you are feeling that way, Susan," commented Bruce as Candice nodded. "Since we've never said anything up until now, why would we trouble you about it?" "I know you guys are great as parents," she admitted. "I guess I should tell you more often." "You tell us every day, and usually many times a day," said Bruce. "You respect us, listen to what we tell you is the best thing we can, and smile at us, hug us, and tell us of things on your mind. What better way to tell us?" "Thanks for being so understanding about things I should remember to tell you both," she said. "Let me tell you both right now, I love you guys with all my heart!" "And what we are telling you by doing this is how much we love you, too, sweetheart," he explained. "This is also a way to say thank you for being you!" "Daddy! I'm..." she started. "Oh, Daddy!" she said as she twisted around to sit on his leg. Susan had just experienced a sexual climax just from the feelings about what was being said to her. With her little head resting against his neck, she sat and felt safe and good at the same time. His stroking her arm also added to the feelings of comfort she was enjoying. When the peak was past, and she was relaxing again, Susan was guided back onto her feet before him, had her skirt undone, and removed from her. Her panties went down and she stepped out of these also, leaving her completely naked, other than her sandal slippers. "Would you look at the curves this girl had developed, Mommy," stated Bruce as he deliberately looked at her buttocks. "Around the front is looking pretty good too!" "She has turned out very fine indeed," her mother agreed. "Let's get you in some water, and clean up this sweet body of yours, Susan," suggested her Daddy. Without reluctance, she was guided into the tub, and the shower was turned on this time. As the water coursed over her naked form, he put some soap on the washcloth, and started doing her neck, shoulders and arms. Her back became the next focus of attention, and he worked all the way down to her buttocks. These he did with extra care, using his other hand to spread one side open to clean down the slot of her bum. When she felt him doing this, she bent forward to expose the crack to his view and for washing. Moving around to her front again, he got some fresh soap on the cloth, and began at her shoulders once again. As he did her breasts, it was not just a quick swipe, but a careful washing all around the mound, moving about the nipple, and then washing the nipple extra carefully. Her belly button received considerable attention, being washed inside carefully, and just as carefully rinsed. Going down further, he did her belly, before he had her spread her legs apart for him to wash her crotch. Again, he used extra time and care to ensure the area was properly cleansed, including inside the slot. When it came time to rinse this area, he used his bare hand to direct the water to ensure she was free of all soap residue. Finally, he went to work on her legs, and finished them all the way down to her foot bottom. With the water turned off, he then used the rung out cloth to take off excess water before he picked her up under her arms, and lifted her out onto the counter, where she sat down. Exchanging the cloth for a towel, he began to dry off his young subject, repeating the extra care he gave to her breasts. Using a little better speed, he dried off the other parts of her, before lifting her down to stand on the floor. Then he went back to slow motion, as he dried off her buttocks, and crotch, taking the greatest care and giving it maximum attention from his gaze. "Ready for a ride into your room?" he asked. "Anywhere you want to take me, Daddy," she said. "This has been so nice! Thank you, Daddy!" "You're a long way from finished, my darling daughter," he told her. Picking her up, he set her upon his shoulders, placing her vulva against the back of his neck. As he walked towards the door, he suddenly dipped to allow them to go through the opening, back up on the other side, and then a repeat occurred at her room door. Rather than take her down, he reached up and turned her a quarter turn to set her down on his shoulder. Then he shifted his hands, took her again, and turned her around another quarter turn, placing her belly flat against his face. As he pressed his lips against her soft belly, he blew a big breath out between his lips and her belly, tickling her in the process. Slowly he set her on her back against her bed, but remained with his lips on her belly as he leaned over her, keeping her legs spread. Slipping his hands under her bum, he lifted a little, and placed a kiss right in the centre of her vulva lips, spreading them apart as he took in her clitoris. "You're actually kissing my cunt, Daddy!" she exclaimed. "It feels so wonderful!" "That's how Daddy gets me excited, Susan," her mother said from nearby. "He's really good at it!" "Oh, Mommy! Thank you for letting this happen to me!" she exclaimed. "Oh, Yes!" Bruce was now licking all up and around her vulva, going down as low as her vaginal opening. As he played with his tongue on the opening edges, she climaxed once again, and made no effort to restrain herself from her verbal expression of joy at the ecstasy she felt. Then it was over, and she found a pair of her panties being guided over her feet, up her legs, and then over her lower abdomen. Her nightgown followed shortly after, and she was set down more correctly into her bed for the night. "Good night, my precious and sexy daughter," he told her. "I must tell you that you tasted really nice down there." "There is no way for me to tell you how special and great you have made me feel tonight, Daddy! Thank you, and I love you with all my heart!" "I love you too, Susan," he replied, "with all my heart! Good night, darling!" Outside the room, Candice took hold of his arm, smiled up at him as she dragged him towards their bedroom. "You have me so hot from the way you treated Susan, that I can't wait very long, sexy Daddy!" she declared. "That's good, for I am just as anxious as you my darling," he told her. They barely managed to strip off their clothes before they had joined themselves together, and made passionate love for the first, but not the last time that night. Susan's education was going to be providing them with stimulation that would enhance their love life for a long time to come.