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4/1/2023 5:32 am

Sarah and Me – A “Little” story – Part Three of Three

The bath ritual changed one evening about three months before her thirteenth birthday, soon after her periods started. There had been no great trauma with that because she knew it was coming and what it was all about; we had discussed it at length so she wasn’t fazed in the least by the bleeding but there was no way I could prepare her for how the accompanying hormonal changes would affect her or come to that, me either.
I was bathing her and had finished with the washcloth and set about the fun part. I soaped up my hands and tickled her under the arms; as my hands slid down over her chest I tweaked her little nipples as usual but this time instead of laughing she let out an “ooooh” sound. I thought to myself then, “my little girl is growing up” and it occurred to me that maybe I shouldn’t carry on with the soapy-hands game but she noticed my hesitancy and said, “Don’t stop Daddy,” opening her legs to allow me access.
One soapy hand slid between her firm little buttocks where my finger put a little pressure on the entrance it found there. She bent her knees a little to improve my access. She made that “ooooh” sound again so clearly she was enjoying the sensation. I thought about stopping but I loved this little creature and if she was enjoying herself who was I to spoil that?
My other hand was at the front, I rubbed my soapy fingers up and down between those lips before I realised that they were swollen open with womanly desire and the slipperiness wasn’t just from the soap. I got nervous; she was making little animal noises like a happy puppy sleeping.
I asked her, “Is it clean enough now Sarah?”
“No Daddy, I think it needs a bit more washing.”
“Very well, you must tell me when you think it is clean enough.”
“I will”.
Her eyes closed as she stood there bent at the knees and continued to make those puppy noises. I slid my finger towards her opening and put just the tiniest bit of pressure on it.
“Oh yes Daddy!”
Without any warning signs she reached down, grabbed my wrist and pulled upwards, the whole length of my finger slid into her little body. I froze in shock as she held it there tightly, a few seconds later, “Ahhhhh!, oooooow!” as she convulsed in her first ever orgasm and became aware that she had the body of a woman. I held her until she stopped trembling, I withdrew my finger then she opened her eyes and smiled at me.
“Thank you Daddy, I think I am clean now.”
I kissed her head and got the big fluffy pink bath towel wrapped around her, picked her up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom. I laid her down gently, she rolled over face-down; she knew what to do because we had done this so many times before. I powdered her back, her arms and her legs, when I was done I blew a raspberry on her bottom. She laughed and turned over just like always but this time was different, her virgin pussy was wide open with arousal and I could see the light shining on her<b> wetness. </font></b>I powdered her arms and her chest pausing to pinch gently at each of her nipples. She sighed as I moved directly to her feet to suck each of her toes and massage her feet as I had done so many times before. She giggled; I powdered her feet then worked my way up her legs. She opened them wide and I applied the powder to her upper thighs being careful not to get any inside that shiny wet pussy. When I finished with the powder and leant forward to kiss her most secret place as she expected but this time my tongue slipped out to lick the full length of her precious coral crevice and taste her woman’s juice for the first time.
“Oh Daddy that feels so nice, do it again.”
I did it again and again, concentrating on her clitoris while my finger slipped back into her hole. It didn’t take long before she let out a loud “Arghhh!”
And my mouth was flooded; she squirted her delicious juice into Daddy’s mouth. She lay there trembling for a full minute. I held her in my arms and she squeezed my neck kissing my face. After a few minutes I went to lick her clean but she pushed my head away.
“No more Daddy.”
I fetched a washcloth and wiped her clean with warm water.
I put the night shirt over her head and her arms came around my neck again. She said,
“That was wonderful Daddy can we do it again tomorrow?”
“Yes darling girl, we can.”
“I love you so much Daddy.”
“And I love you my beautiful woman.”
That night she slept in my bed and has done so ever since. She was fourteen before we had proper adult penetrative sex and then only because her body was more than ready and she begged me. We were married soon after her eighteenth birthday.
She still loves it when I bathe her even though now she is a full grown woman of 23; she sometimes takes a shower but still comes to me afterwards to be oiled and have her daily orgasm from Daddy’s tongue.


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