Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2023 17:09:28 +0000 From: Candyman Subject: Sweet Candy - chapter 3 Welcome to chapter three of my first story on Nifty. It contains themes of bisexuality and incest. If you don't want to read it now would be a good time to leave. It's all made up of course. Feel free to send me your comments - maybe I'll write some more. Please remember to make a donation to Nifty to keep this wonderful site alive. Use this link https://donate.nifty.org/ Hi. My name is Candy. It's been almost a year since I ran away from my abusive home life and met my new Daddy. Mike is such a gentle man and from that first stormy day in July when he found me sheltering on his veranda he has shown me nothing but love and generosity. I arrived in his life with nothing except my school backpack with a few clothes and he took me in with no conditions except that I smile for him at least once a day. I gave him more than that though. I gave him the only thing I had to offer -- me. He was very uncomfortable with this kiddy sex at first but he soon warmed to it. I had been forced to have sex with my mother's creepy boyfriend for several years so I was used to it, but the sicko had taken to beating me and some weird sadistic stuff so I got out of there. I thought I would be spending the rest of my life as a 'street kid' or something. Anything would have been better than the violence coming out of that disgusting trailer park though so I was ready for whatever came along. But I wasn't ready for Mike. Never in my wildest dreams did I see myself in a daddy/daughter relationship with such a caring and obviously rich man. And it all happened so fast. Ten days from when I ran from shitville I was officially adopted by this lovely man and living in a mansion in a bedroom that was bigger than a house. Gosh the wardrobe was bigger than my old bedroom by about three times. And the clothes. He bought me whatever I wanted. In fact it was more than that, he bought whatever the store had. Every time we went out somewhere we'd check out more clothing shops and he'd buy whatever they had that I didn't already have. My mother never bought me dresses -- shorts and t-shirts were cheaper and easier for her to deal with. But within a couple of weeks of living with Mike I had over 40 dresses of various styles hanging in my giant wardrobe. By the time school started in September there were 60. And it wasn't only dresses. I had items of every description hanging on the racks or tucked away in drawers and shelves. It's like I had my own shop. I had a new friend from next door named Sarah. Our birthdays were in early June (we've just had our 11ths) and only 3 days apart. Hers was on the 3rd and mine on the 6th, so she was older than me. Sarah often came with us to buy clothes and she would help me select what to wear for particular occasions. When Sarah wasn't around Mike would step up and help me. In fact Mike helped me a lot with clothes, especially getting into and out of them. Fairly early on he admitted that he really enjoyed playing dress ups with me. It seems it was a fantasy of his but he hadn't realised it until he met me. I thought it was kind of strange at first but I went along as I was keen to make him as happy as he was making me. I soon found that I really enjoyed him touching and fussing over me which was about when I started calling him 'Daddy'. He particularly liked seeing and touching me in panties, leotards, and stuff so I had accumulated a generous collection of those items as well. As I said I soon surprised myself by enjoying our intimate encounters, which turned to 'seriously enjoying' when he started giving me orgasms. These were new to me and each one, still to this day in fact, seems better than the last one. Sometimes Daddy would give me more than one and one night he gave me four before I fell into a deep sleep in his bed. And he was always so gentle with it. He seemed to respond to my needs rather than imposing himself on me. We'd often just lay there in bed (his or mine) kissing and touching each other until I fell asleep without having had any actual sex. On those occasions I'd usually wake up in the morning on my own and in my own room. He was so sweet. Sometimes I'd reward his gallant behaviour by crawling into his bed in the morning for a wake up blow job or just throw myself onto his usually rock hard morning stiffy and fuck him silly. Daddy made it clear from very early on that what we were doing was wrong and illegal, and often tried to talk me out of it but I wasn't having a bar of that. I promised not to tell and I never will. I knew that there would be huge consequences if we were caught, not the least of which would be an immediate end to this new life I had been blessed with. So I'll keep the secret, even from friends like Sarah. He also told me that as time went on I would inevitably find friends and lovers nearer my own age. It was a normal part of growing up and he wasn't going to interfere with this in any way except to ensure that no harm came to me. I told him that wasn't going to happen and he said that we can't see the future but it probably would happen, it was natural, and when it did he intended to step back and let nature take it's course. He made me promise to at least keep an open mind about this, whatever that meant, so I duly promised. I must have looked a bit sad so he assured me that he would love me just the same whether we were intimate or not, that we were having fun together now, which was fantastic, but that he had every confidence that I would one day meet someone else of a more appropriate age to share my life with. Whatever. Sarah and I became very close. When school started we ended up in the same 5th grade class. She was 'popular' so I got on well with all her friends straight away. In fact it was a very friendly school, completely unlike my last school which was basically a hate zone. I worked out that the comparison was probably due to money. Most of the kids at this school seemed to be from 'well off' families but those that weren't were included in all aspects of the school. There was however no 'poverty' here and none of the kids had obvious drug addict parents. Sarah had a friend named Leah who loved to dance. As I had the biggest bedroom the two of them came around often to watch You Tube or TikTok videos and we'd all learn the dance moves. Daddy would occasionally pop his head in to check on our progress or deliver refreshments but I knew that really he was just perving at us young girls in skimpy clothes. We started trying to match what the dancers on the videos were wearing which wasn't hard considering my vast wardrobe. The first time we did this we selected tights and leotards before all stripping down to our underwear. I had seen Sarah naked a few times when we'd get changed together and I always got a tingly feeling when that happened so I was looking forward to seeing Leah naked or near to. She arrived in shorts and t-shirt and when she removed them I was surprised to see that she had a training bra on, which she removed before putting the leotard on. Both Sarah and I were flat chested apart from small bumps where our tits would one day be and although Leah was only a couple of months older than us she revealed a pair of tiny tits that were definetly more than just pointy bumps we had. Both Sarah and I stared at them so Leah cupped each one with her hands and did a little chest wiggle for us. Sarah said "Wow you've got boobies", and I said "Not jealous", although I was. I was also quite turned on by the sight. I wondered if that meant I was a lesbian. We all giggled as we slipped into tights and leotards and got right into the latest Tay Tay song. Daddy stopped in the doorway as he was walking past so I quickly grabbed his hand and led him to a chair so he could check out our moves. I could tell he was enjoying the scene as he had to cross his legs half way through the song. We finished that and he clapped and praised our skill before awkwardly leaving the room. He definetly had a boner but the other two girls didn't seem to notice. I gave it a squeeze as he walked past me. After a couple of hours of this the other two got changed again and went home. I stayed in my leotard because I knew there would be some fun with Daddy and sure enough as soon as they were out the door he led me back up the stairs to my room. I stood before him and he ran his hands slowly over my lycra covered body paying special attention to my nipples, which he would squeeze through the fabric causing me to gasp. I said to him "Did you notice that Leah has tits?" "No, not at all...yes", he replied too quickly. Then he turned me around so my back was to him and he cuddled me from behind. "You smell amazing", he said. I thought I probably stank because we had been dancing up a storm. He put his hand between my legs and rubbed up and down my slit. I opened my legs wider and closed my eyes leaning back into him. He turned me back around to face him again so he could remove the leotard. First one strap over and slowly down my shoulder, then the other, then the whole thing was sliding down my still slightly sweaty body until it was on the floor. He removed my tights next making special care to leave my panties on. The tights joined my leotard on the floor and he stood there looking at me for a few seconds before giving me a big semi-naked hug. Then he led me to the big bed where I climbed on and lay on my back. He hovered over me breathing in my post workout body odour. He began touching me again so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations building up in my little pre-teen body. I almost screamed when I felt his nose between my legs. He was inhaling my crotch and rubbing my slit with his nose. In between breaths he was saying things like 'incredible', 'beautiful', and 'I want to bottle this'. Eventually he slowly removed my panties. I opened my eyes to see him with the panties scrunched up and right up against his face with his eyes closed. He was breathing through his nose using my smelly panties as a filter. Gross. Daddy came to his senses after a few moments before declaring "I've got to see what that smell tastes like", and scooting down to my crotch once more. He sniffed at it briefly before lapping his tonguse up my slit from the bum hole up to the clitty. I moaned with pleasure and lay my head back down on the pillow with my eyes shut. He lapped me up with his tongue again. And again. I moaned some more and opened myself up even wider. He took the hint and rammed his tongue into me. He moaned. I squealed. He licked upwards to my clitty and sucked it into his mouth as much as he could. I moaned in a very deep voice I hadn't heard from myself before and then my orgasm happened. That was fast, I thought, as I wriggled and shook under Daddy's mouth and tongue. It seemed to go on forever but I eventually slowed down my spastic movements and Daddy scooted up the bed and cuddled me. "That was amazing Daddy", I purred into his chest. "Yes it was", he replied. "You smell and taste delicious when you're sweaty. Keep up that dancing girl, I'm going to need some more of that." We lay there for a while before I reached down to his still clothed cock which was surprisingly soft. "Your turn", I said as I started working it back to hardness. "You know when you climaxed just then, well so did I". I was confused. "How?" I asked as I looked at him. "I didn't even touch you." "I know. I was so turned on by your smell that I just exploded when you did. Made a big mess in my undies which hasn't happened since I was a teenager" Now I was curious. I didn't know that was possible. "Let's see", I said as I went about removing his shorts to reveal his underpants which, sure enough, were covered in wet patches. I peeled them down a bit and saw that most of his cum was sitting in globs on the cotton fabric and the remainder was pooling on his lower tummy and pubic area. Just as well he shaved down there, I thought, or it would be a sticky mess in his pubes. I pulled his undies off completely and set about licking up the leftover cum from his tummy and his still leaking cock. I put the whole head in my mouth to clean his knob. It felt a lot different when it was soft. I don't know if you can use the word 'cute' to describe a feeling but that's what it felt like. Cute, gentle, delicate. Quite the opposite of the powerful throbbing hardness when it was erect. While we were cleaning up in the four jet shower Daddy and I talked about Sarah and Leah. He admitted to me that he loved seeing us all in our leotards, underwear and swimming costumes and he peeked at us whenever he thought he could get away with it. At such times he would wear tight undies over loose pants so his stiffy didn't look too obvious. Sometimes we looked so hot he would have to go away and masturbate. I giggled as I pictured him running into his bathroom to releive his big cock. He had taught me all about masturbation ages ago and we sometimes did it together which was hot. I admitted to him that I also enjoy seeing my friends naked or near to, that I get that tingly feeling in my vagina and sometimes I get a bit wet. "Does that mean I'm a lesbian Daddy?" "No I don't think so. You have to understand that at your age you are just entering the stage where your body begins a rapid change from girlhood to womanhood. These changes will be physical and emotional and any outcome is possible. If I had to guess I'd say you are more likely be bi-sexual as you still seem to enjoy having sex with me." "Yes I do, very much", I quickly replied. "What's 'bi-sexual' mean?" "Well that's quite simply when you enjoy sexual activities with either girls or boys. You could still prefer one over the other but that would make you bi-sexual. Lesbians only like other girls and experience no sexual attraction at all to boys and likewise gays only like other boys. These varieties of sexual preference are very common these days but it wasn't always like that. There are still pockets of very nasty communities that don't tolerate people who are not straight heterosexual and don't forget there is still very little tolerance for adults who like having sex with children. One day after Sarah and I had been swimming in our pool we were in my room, where we had changed back into our panties, and were trying to decide what clothes to try on in order to dance. I was happy just to be with Sarah in our panties and again I had that tingly feeling. I really wanted to reach out and touch her but was so afraid of her taking it the wrong way and it spoiling our friendship so I didn't. Fortunatly Sarah saved me from this dilemma that had been growing within me for a few months when she asked me about kissing. "Candy, do you know how to kiss?" "Um... yes", I replied wondering where this came from. "I mean REALLY kiss, you know, with a boy and everything". "Sure. I've done it before", trying to sound casual about it. "Cool. Will you teach me? Please?" Here was the opportunity I had been dreaming of. "I'd love to Sarah. Let's go sit on the bed." I held her hand as we walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. We turned towards each other and I made the first move, reaching forward with my mouth and kissing her briefly on the lips, I pulled back and smiled. When she smiled back I went back in and did it again, only longer this time. I felt the warmth from her lips spread through my whole body like little mini vibrations. We separated and smiled at each other again. This time when I went back in I gently took her head in my hands and applied a very slight pressure to our hot lips. She was moving her lips around now instead of being a statue so I returned that motion for a while before poking my tongue out slightly. "Ooo what are you doing", she squealed as she pulled away from my face. "This is the next step Sarah. Real kissing involves tongues", I replied, scared that I had blown it. "Really? oh that's gross" "Yes that's what I though too when I first tried it but believe me it's hot. You wanna stop? "Yes, um, no... ok let's try it" I smiled at her again and gave her a quick peck before putting my hands back on her head and kissing her properly. I gave her a few moments to prepare then stiuck my tongue out a little bit and probed her well closed lips. I moved my tongue lightly looking for a way in and eventually Sarah opened her mouth slightly allowing in just the tip of my tongue to touch her teeth. I 'cleaned' her teeth for a while until I felt them open and suddenly our tongues were touching. I held still like that for awhile and then started moving my tongue slightly until she started matching my movements. We circled each other's tongue tips with our own and soon I broke away and looked into her eyes, dropping my hands from her head. "You like?" I asked. In reply she launched herself at my face, sending us both backwards onto the bed, and stuck her tongue into my mouth fully. Our arms ended up around each other as we engaged in a passionate kissing session lasting several minutes. We needed to stop to catch our breath but we still held each other, looking each other in the eyes and smiling. "Yes, I like". We went in for another session and this time I found my hands moving up and down her naked back as we kissed. Sarah did the same and soon we were squirming all over each other on the big bed. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs and wondered if Sarah was feeling that too. I moved my hand between us and found a nipple which I rubbed lightly illiciting a moan from Sarah. Her eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened wide and she lay still. I stopped kissing her but continued feeling her chest and when I gently pinched her left nipple she opened her mouth and squealed. "Candy, what the..." she whispered. I just smiled at her as I changed nipples and pecked her lightly on the lips. "Do you like this Sarah?", I asked as I continued. "I don't know... Yes... But..." "This is what boys do next after they've kissed you for a while". I was really enjoying myself and hoped my friend was too. "Do you want to stay the night? We could do this some more." "Yes". "Cool. Let's go ask your Mom." We got off the bed, slipped on our dresses and went downstairs to find Daddy, who was standing at the kitchen counter drinking coffee. "Hello you two lovebirds", he said with a big smile. As the reality that Daddy had seen us snogging set in Sarah's face took on a worried look so I took her hand to calm her. "Don't worry Sarah, he won't tell." "Gosh no", Daddy added as he came around from behind the counter with a bowl of popcorn and stood in front of us offering us the popcorn. "I made you some popcorn and was delivering it when I saw you two on the bed. You looked like you were enjoying yourselves and I didn't want to break the spell so I came back down the stairs and made coffee. Sarah as long as you two are having fun you can do whatever you want when you're visiting us. And if by chance I should see something I possibly shouldn't I promise not to tell your folks. My lips will remain sealed OK? Now have some popcorn." I turned to Sarah and nodded that everything was cool which seemed to ease her mind. She smiled and replied OK before taking a few pieces of popcorn. Daddy went back to his coffee and I asked him if Sarah could stay the night. "Of course she can sweety, any time she wants." I thanked him by turning to Sarah and giving her a long wet kiss. I knew that Daddy was going to enjoy watching Sarah and I develop this new phase of our freindship and I wasn't going to deliberately hide anything from him. Daddy came with us next door and we found Sarah's mom in the kitchen. "Hello you two, Hi Mike". "Hi Karen". Sarah asked the question straight away. "Mom can I stay the night at Candy's?" Karen looked at Daddy for approval and he nodded. "Actually tomorrow night would be better for us. Jonathan and I are going to a function in DC so we thought we'd farm out the kids and stay the night there." She looked at Daddy who immediately came to our rescue. "Sounds like a two nighter to me", he said with a smile. "Are you sure Mike?" "Absolutely fine". We got back to our place and decided that since it was still so warm we'd have another dip in the pool before dinner time. Sarah and I were changing into our bikinis and I told her that since Daddy had already seen us in just our panties I was going to go topless in the pool. She looked at me aghast but kept her top on. As we left the bedroom she suddenly stopped. "Wait", she said, and went back in the bedroom re-emerging a moment later without her top. We stood looking at each other, had a quick kiss, and then ran down the stairs squealing and giggling, straight past Daddy who stood smiling at us as we covered our nipples with our hands, and jumped into the pool. In the pool we spent a lot of the time touching and kissing. We even tried kissing underwater, which was nice until we opened our mouths. Our hands were all over each others chest and pointy nipples and we squealed and moaned the rest of the afternoon away until Daddy came and got us out. He had towels for us so I got out first giving him a full unimpeded view of my topless eleven year old body. He held the towel open and I let him wrap it around me. Not to be outdone Sarah then exited the pool without covering herself. Daddy quickly unfolded the other towel and wrapped it around Sarah the same way as he did with me. I could tell he was being careful not to be too 'touchy' with Sarah, or me for that matter. Just doing the responsible parent thing. It was odd for both of us but funtime with Daddy would have to wait. We went back to my bathroom, walking this time, and stripped off our wet swimsuit bottoms. While we were drying ourselves Sarah said "That was hot, you know, swimming topless and stuff". "It's even better when you're completely naked, we should try that one day", I replied. Sarah scrunched her face up, "Oh I don't know, Mike would see everything. But it was kind of exciting walking out of the pool with him standing there." "Don't tell anyone but he likes seeing me, well us, like that." "What do you mean?" Sarah asked with obvious interest. "Well, you know how all the boys are always trying to see our panties and coochies?" "Yeah, like Brad for example". "Exactly. Well Mike's the same. Except he's not so obvious with it." Sarah was clearly enthralled by this revelation. "Wow. You mean he sees you in your panties a lot?" "Yes occasionally. To tell the truth I let him see me". "Why?" "Well I know he likes it and I don't mind doing it. And as you said before it's kind of exciting. Like us kissing and touching, it's kind of naughty but it's also fun." I took Sarah in my arms and gave her a big kiss while we were both still naked. Our bodies were touching in the most intimate way, skin on skin. She responded immediately and we spent a few moments locked together in our warm embrace. When we broke the kiss Sarah said "let's try it." "What?" "Showing him our panties." "You sure?" "Yeah", she replied mischievously. "Sounds like fun." We devised a plan that involved slowly revealing ourselves to Daddy. God, he was going to love this. We selected different colored full brief cotton panties (Daddy's favorite) and very short hemmed summer dresses and went down for dinner. Daddy had made fish cakes and salad and once we'd finished eating I started it off. "Daddy?" "Yes sweetheart", he replied while clearing our plates up. "Sarah and I were arguing about which one of us was wearing the prettiest panties." "Oh really?" he stuttered. He didn't see that coming and I gave him a wink that Sarah couldn't see. "Yes. Could you judge them for us? I stood up and lifted my very short dress all the way up to my shoulders. "These are mine." Sarah was right behind me and she did the same. "And these are mine". We stood there like that with our panties and bare skin exposed. He could even see our nipples and he certainly looked. "Well, um, I, er." "Come on Daddy, you have to choose." Sarah started giggling and Daddy composed himself enough to reply "I can't choose. It's a draw." "Oh phooey," I replied as I dropped my dress back down. "Come on Sarah we'll have to try some others." I took her by the hand and we raced up the stairs giggling. When we got to my room Sarah exclaimed "Oh my god, that was wicked naughty." "We haven't finished yet. Come on, strip off", as I was doing. "We'll try some others on." This time I selected white cotton boy leg panties for me and yellow nylon high cut for Sarah. I wanted her to win. On top of those we wore wrap around mini skirts that were easily removable (we practiced a few times giggling all the while) and tiny crop tops that were almost training bra's but looser. And down the stairs we went. Daddy was now sitting in the living room with the TV on. We presented ourselves in front of him and with coordinated movements removed our skirts for him to see what was on display underneath. He stared at us for ages and Sarah started giggling again which started me going. "You can't just stare at us Daddy, you need to choose". "Oh ok. Can you both turn around please?" We twirled around for him. "Well I'm sorry sweety but this round goes to Sarah." Sarah put her hand to her mouth in shock and giggled even louder. Then she gave Daddy another twirl and took off running to the bedroom where she threw herself onto my bed. I followed her and said "One -- nil". Daddy was still in his chair with his legs crossed when we came back down for round three. I wore a pair of pink satin bikini panties with white lace around the waist and Sarah chose pink cotton skimpy panties with red love hearts on them. We swapped skirts with each other for effect but this time were topless. We stood in front of him and turned away from him before removing the skirts, then slowly turned to face him. After looking carefully at us for a while he circled his finger in the air as an instruction and we dutifully twirled in front of him again. "This time I choose Candy", he finally announced. "One all." I stated. "We need a tie breaker, come on", and I dragged Sarah by the hand back to my room. For our final round, mindful that this was more for Daddy than us, I found two identical, except for color, pairs of full lace briefs . They were so see through you could see our little slits. Again we chose the topless look and we didn't even bother with skirts this time. We walked gracefully down the stairs aware that Daddy was watching every bit of us and stood before him practically naked. After twirling a couple of times he said "Impossible I'm afraid. It's another draw. In those panties I declare you are both as beautiful as each other." He held his arms out and said "a kiss for the joint winners please." I went in first and got a quick peck on the cheek and a pat on the bottom. Sarah then went for hers and got the same. Then Daddy said "Thankyou girls, that was very nice. Now I think you two should go upstairs and have some girly fun together." We sauntered away swaying our hips too much until we bumped into each other's bums then ran the rest of the way giggling and grabbing at each others panties trying to pull them down until we reached the bedroom and dived on the bed. I'd been waiting ages for another chance to get intimate with my BFF so as soon as we were laying on the bed I reached out and pulled her in to another kissing embrace. After a while I moved so that I was on top of her and I sat up straddling her panty to panty. We looked into each other's eyes and I asked "You want to try something else?" "Yeah, what?" In reply I leaned down aiming my mouth at her chest and engulfed her left titty in my mouth. I teased the nipple with my tongue and gently sucked on the entire soft fleshy area. Sarah gave out a long moan followed by "Oooh, what are you doing?" I couldn't answer that cause I had my mouth full but I looked up and answered with my eyes. She shut hers and laid her head back on the pillow with her mouth open. I let the suction go but kept my tongue moving around and lapping up and down on her nipple. Then I traced my tongue across her chest to her right side and repeated the process. More moans came from Sarah until I eventually stopped and sat up on her again. She opened her eyes and looked at me again so I went down for another kiss. After a few moments of this I sat back up and smiled "Did you like that?" I asked. "Hell yes. Where did you learn that?" "Oh I don't know. It's another thing that boys like to do to girls. Do you want me to show you more?" "Yes, show me everything." This was the point of no return. I was so horny for Sarah but I still didn't want to spoil anything between us. "Sarah I'm going to show you some really hot stuff but if you want me to stop you only have to say so and I will. OK?" "Show me everything, NOW." Alright, everything it is. I rubbed my hands on her chest and played with her nipps until she laid her head back on the pillow still looking at me. I guess she wanted to watch this time. I leaned down again and tongued her tummy occasionally poking into her belly button. She squealed at the ticklish intrusion, just like I do with Daddy. I went lower until I was at the top of her panties and poked under the elastic and along the panty line. Then I lifted myself off her in order to lower her panties for better access. I took the lace material on each side with forefinger and thumb and gently slid them down until I could see her slit which was about the same immature size as mine. I thought 'what the hell' as I kept going, removing the panties completely and throwing them on the floor. Then I quickly pulled mine off and tossed them as well. I climbed back over Sarah's legs and resumed my tongue probe of her abdomen. From experience I knew this was a sensitive area and Sarah affirmed this with a series of moans, squeals and involuntary shakes. And then suddenly I was at her slit. I lay back and stared at it. We'd seen each other naked lots of times but never this close. It was so much like mine and I supposed all little girls look like this -- I'd never really thought about it. I reached up and touched it and she 'jumped'. I knew that feeling so I smiled at her as I touched her again, this time running my finger lightly down the length of her slit. On the up-stroke she opened her legs a bit so the down stroke allowed me to run my finger right to the bottom of her vagina. There was moisture there but not as much as was coming out of my pussy, I could feel it dribbling down my thigh. I stroked up and down on each of her pussy lips for a while before putting my finger very slightly between them and swiping up and down. Her moans became louder, almost squealing but in a deeper voice. On the up stroke I halted at her little button of a clitoris and circled that, then took it delicately between my fingers. That caused her to almost scream in delight. I then traced my finger back up her body, circled her titties, lay back on top of her and kissed her again. "What did you stop for?" she complained when we broke the kiss. "You like that?" "Yes yes yes. Do it some more", she insisted. I scooted back down to my viewing position. Her pussy was beautiful. Much more beautiful than mine I thought, although I had only ever looked at mine with a small mirror. She had opened up a bit more for me and the many shades of pink, now quite moist, were tantalizing to the point of distraction. I wanted to taste her. I took hold of her knees and lightly spread her legs further then put my head right down amongst the cleft. I placed my tongue on the bottom of her slit and lapped upwards to the top. Sarah screamed briefly this time. I looked up and smiled. "What are you doing?" she said, at least I think that's what she said -- it was so muffled. I replied with another lap upwards, then another, then another. I poked the tip of my tongue into her gash near her pee hole and she climaxed. She shook all over and screamed, squealed, oomph'd and ooh'd. All the while I kept my tongue in her licking gently. When I eventually pulled it out I lapped upwards again, this time cleaning up her now soaking pussy which tasted incredible. I liked my own taste and I loved the taste of Daddy's juice, but I had wondered for a while whether I would like the taste of another girl or hate it. I loved it. I needed more so once Sarah had quietened down from her orgasm I started my probing again. This time I inserted my tongue a bit deeper and lapped up the inside of her slit all the way to her little button. I circled that and took it between my teeth very lightly. She squealed and squirmed as I toyed her clitoris with my teeth and tongue then I put my whole mouth over it and sucked on it with my tongue flicking it from inside. I stroked down again to her pee hole then back up to her clit, repeating the mouth thing once I got there. She came again more violently than the first time and I held my mouth over her and caught her juices as she screamed and shook. We lay wrapped in each other's arms while Sarah recovered from the first two orgasms of her life. I was so happy for her and so happy that it was I who was able to deliver them. Although our friendship began and then developed naturally, I still felt very grateful to her, her family, and of course my new Daddy for accepting me into their lives so readily. I happily would do anything for any of them. We lightly kissed and rubbed each other while we lay there soaking in the joy of the moment. Eventually I felt Sarah's hand reaching down my back to my bum and she concentrated her rubbing down there. I was super horny and ready for 'my turn' but I was determined to not demand anything from her. (I had a good teacher in Daddy in the art of love and trust making.) Her finger found it's way between my cheeks and brushed against my little bum hole and it was my turn to gasp. She played with that for a while until she reached around me (I moved my body to allow her access) and started playing with my kitty. I purred and mewed and said to her "Sarah you don't have to do to me what I did to you if you don't want to. I won't mind." She looked up, a bit perplexed. "Don't you want me to?" "Oh yes, very much, but you don't have to". She smiled at my positive reply and said "Shut up silly. I want to try everything, remember?" And with that she took control, moving us both around so that she could open my legs up and get close to my own very wet slit. Like me she looked at it for a while before using her fingers to open me up for further exploration. Being a bit more familiar with what was coming up than she had been I layed my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. The little fingers from my little friend were so much lighter and more delicate than Daddy but it didn't diminish the enjoyment I was feeling, and when I felt her tiny tongue take it's first tentative taste I shuddered. There was a moment of nothing while she played the taste on her tongue and I was relieved shortly thereafter to feel her lapping me up from the base of my slit up to the top, just like I had done with her an hour or so ago. I hoped she liked my taste because there was plenty of fluid coming out of me. I had been feeling it dribbling out of me all this time and I was sure the bed was awash. She basically repeated the movements I had demonstrated earlier and soon enough I felt my tingly feeling growing in intensity until I convulsed and shuddered my way through a delightful orgasm. I gasped and groaned, not as loudly as Sarah, as I let the ripples run through me and my lover kept herself attached to my oozing pussy the whole time. I settled down and pulled Sarah up to my face so we could cuddle and kiss. Her face was covered in my juices so I licked her clean while also probing my tongue deep in to her mouth. Eventually we broke apart and Sarah looked in to my eyes and said "I love you Candy". I was so happy I cried. We fell asleep in that position and some time later I woke up to Daddy covering us with a quilt. It was now dark outside but there was enough light coming from the hall to see him clearly. He saw my eyes were open so he bent down and gave me a kiss on the head and whispered "goodnight sweetheart" before pulling the drapes and exiting the room. In the morning Sarah and I woke up seperated and tangled in the quilt. Daddy must have got this from another room because we had fallen asleep, and were still laying, on the bed's original quilt. He obviously tried not to disturb us when he covered us up in the night. He's so sweet. We managed to untangle ourselves and crawled together into a warm loving embrace which of course included kissing and touching. Our combined smell prevented either of us from going 'down there' and we whispered remedial options, ie bath or shower, for probably about an hour before we decided on a bath and I left the love bed briefly in order to start it filling up. We timed it just right and made it into the bathroom when the level had come up to the recommended mark, adding a generous dollop of strawberry flavored bubble bath before shutting the taps off. The corner spa bath was just the right size for us two small kids to play in. We could both lay full length although the formed seating meant there was a lot of holding on to each other required which wasn't a problem at all. We played with each other, splashed, squealed and generally had too much fun. Daddy visited us to check we were alright which slightly alarmed Sarah until she remembered the near nude display we gave Daddy the previous night, not to mention the pink bubbles that were completely covering us. He asked if we were hungry (yes) and asked if we would like breakfast served in the bath (yes please). We giggled with anticipation until he returned with a large tray of goodies which he placed on a small table he'd brought in and placed next to the bath. He sat on the edge of the bath and with a napkin draped over his arm like a waiter he passed us items as we chose them from his selection of bacon, waffles, smoothies and sliced fresh fruit. When we'd had enough he offered to take us to the mall later which of course we agreed to. As he left he turned on the spa jets and said "have fun". We did.