{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.