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Subject: {ASSM} Susan and Amanda: Alone with Steve Part IV of VII - Bathtime Firsts... (M/ff cons oral anal pedo incest)
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=================== Susan & Amanda: Alone with Steve Part IV of VII -
Bathtime Firsts... (M/ff cons oral anal pedo incest)

USUAL DISCLAIMER TYPE THING: This is entirely a work of fiction, and anyone
who can't tell fantasy from reality and is tempted to try anything mentioned
in this story in their real life should seek immediate professional help, or
turn themselves over to the police authorities in their area.

This story is copyright 2000 Sir Swat II. It may be posted at any free story
site, or in the free sections of commercial sites, but it may not be sold or
paid for in any way.

This Susan & Amanda installment has been longer in the writing than I thought
it would be. It's turned out to be longer, more involved and (in parts)
heavier than I'd originally intended. There is, in fact, a great deal more
story and less sex than I'd thought there would be (there's still lots of
sex, don't worry!). I think it also contains my best writing to date.

The first Susan & Amanda story was posted to assm on October 21, 2000 in four
parts, entitled "Susan & Amanda's Punishment". The second was posted in one
section on November 4, 2000, entitled "Susan & Amanda: Training". They can
all be found on ASSTR (http://www.asstr-mirror.org/main.html) or Deja - searching
for 'sirswatii' will bring them up easily on either forum. (If you use Deja,
remember to search the 'Complete' archives; the 'Standard' archives don't
include any of the adult groups like ASSM.) This story follows the previous
two, chronologically.

And now, without further babbling, our Feature Presentation...
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Back at Susan's house, the two girls spent the rest of the afternoon playing
in the yard while Steve got some work done. The three ate dinner on the back
porch, then went inside to watch a bit of TV.

As the one show the girls wanted to see was ending, Steve said, "Do you like
using the big whirlpool tub in your parent's bedroom?"

Susan smiled, but said, "It's so big, and the waterjets are cool! But I
hardly ever get to use it..."

"Well, your folks are away, so why don't all three of us go up and have a
bath together?"

Amanda said, "Oh, that'll be fun, come on!"

As Amanda jumped to her feet and began to go quickly upstairs, Steve laughed
and began to follow her, holding Susan's hand as he said, "Well, we know one
person's eager! Let's go."

In the big bathroom off Bill & Nel's master bedroom, Steve started the big
jacuzzi tub filling. It was nearly brand-new; Bill had had the bathroom
redone after getting a promotion last year. The large tub was several feet
deep, and more than wide enough for Steve to stretch out in, with half a
dozen waterjets and a filtration system adding to the system.

As the water thundered into the tub, Steve undressed two eager girls, sliding
their shorts down and t-shirts up over their heads, then kneeling in front of
them to remove their panties. Amanda was wearing pink panties with white
frills on the waist; as her Dad pulled them down from her pussy he leaned
down and kissed her pussy lips gently. Amanda giggled and stepped out of her
panties, moving over to watch the big tub fill. Susan was wearing plain white
panties; as Steve moved towards her, she hitched them up tight, outlining her
puffy pussy lips. Steve grinned and reached for the girl, but she spun around
and thrust her bottom out at him, panties riding up her ass crack and
outlining her bottom just as delightfully as her pussy was.

Laughing, Steve caught his niece around the waist and pulled her towards him,
sliding her panties down her slim legs as he did. Susan stumbled back against
his chest, and he pinned her there as he put his leg out in front, then spun
the giggling girl against his thigh and bent her over. The nine year old
giggled again, then squealed with laughter as her uncle bent his head to
plant big, sloppy kisses on her round little buttocks.

Holding the girl pinned over his thigh with one hand and fondling her bum
with the other, Steve growled in a voice filled with mock menace, "Ohhh, a
tender little girl, with such a cute round bottom!" Susan giggled helplessly
as he leaned down and continued, "Do you know what this tender little bottom
needs, little girl?"

Susan was nearly speechless with giggles, but she shook her head No, pigtails
flailing in the air. Steve kept up his groping of her bottom in silence for a
moment, then said, "This lovely bottom needs to get into the tub, before it
gets a lovely little smack! Up you get!"

Letting the still-giggling girl up from his thigh, Steve stood and stripped
his own clothes off, rampant cock springing free of his boxers with a bounce.
He checked the water level, arranged towels for afterward, then moved quickly
up behind Amanda, tickling her around the waist, then picking her up as she
convulsed with giggles and depositing her in the filling tub.

Susan was getting into the tub on her own, so Steve slid into the warm water
himself, moving to turn off the water as it rose to the right level, about
waist level on Amanda as she stood in the middle of the big tub. Then he
flicked the switch to start the six waterjets, and Susan gave a happy noise
as one of the jets shoved against her back.

Steve sat down so that one of the jets was pushing against his back, enjoying
the soothing sensation and the hot water. Amanda sat down next to him,
cuddling up against her daddy as he slowly caressed her under the water. He
guided one of her hands around his erection, and she began to slide her hand
up and down his shaft, eyes closed in the heat from the water.

Susan slid over towards Steve's other side, adding her hand to Amanda's under
the water. Steve felt his balls tighten as his orgasm approached, and lifted
both busy little hands off his organ. He sat up on the edge of the bath, then
lifted Amanda out of the water to stand straddling him, feet on the tub's
edge and hands grasping her Daddy's shoulders. Steve grabbed the lube bottle
he'd left in a handy place and dosed his left thumb with slick lube, then put
the bottle back down, all behind Amanda's back were she couldn't see what he
was planning.

Holding Amanda's narrow hips in both hands, he began to kiss her hairless
pussy lips and slide his tongue into the girl, making her grin and gasp with
pleasure. As his daughter got into the rythym of his oral attention, he
motioned Susan towards his bobbing erection. His niece's lips closed on his
cock and he groaned happily, mouth still busy at Amanda's pussy.

He slid his left hand around her waist as he sucked her, then began to probe
between her sexy buttocks with his lubed thumb, feeling his way toward
Amanda's tight anus. Finding it, he set the tip of his thumb against the
eight year old's back door and began to slowly fuck his thumb inside,
gradually penetrating his little girl's wonderfully hot, tight bottom. As he
penetrated Amanda, he began to suck and lick right on her preteen clitoris,
feeling the girl going rigid and tightening her grip on his shoulders as the
combined sensations overwhelmed her.

Her Daddy's thumb was shorter than the other fingers he'd been putting in her
bum, but much thicker. Amanda's bottom felt more stuffed than ever, almost as
stuffed as she'd felt on that painful night when he'd first punished her with
his cock up her virgin asshole. She realized that it didn't hurt, though, it
just made her feel full and uncomfortable, and kind of felt funny, changing
the pleasure from her Daddy's mouth on her pussy in ways that the eight year
old couldn't find words for.

Below Amanda, Susan was busy between her Uncle Steve's knees, slurping and
sucking his cock towards orgasm. He came quickly, coating her mouth with
semen until it was running down Susan's chin. Amanda quivered with her orgasm
a moment later, knees shaking until only her father's hands around her waist
- and the thumb up her bottom - kept her upright.

After she stopped shaking, Steve lifted Amanda back down into the water,
popping his thumb out of her tight asshole as he did. He quickly rinsed his
thumb and Amanda's bottom clean, as Susan wiped Steve's semen off her chin.
That done, he settled against one of the waterjets, sliding down in the water
until the jet was massaging his shoulders and only his face was above water.
Smiling at the girls, he said, "You two play for a bit, I'm going to rest,
then I'll wash you clean, OK? Remember, no splashing..."

The girls nodded happily and moved down to the other end of the tub, playing
with the waterjets there. Steve slid further down into the water until only
his nose protruded and closed his eyes, feeling the hot water and jet relax
him incredibly well. He had just begun to properly relax when a wave of water
splashed up the tub. Spluttering water from his nose, Steve sat up quickly
and fixed Amanda and Susan with a glare. "No splashing, you two, I mean it!"

The girls looked embarrased and promised they wouldn't splash again, so Steve
slid back under the water. The trick of keeping just his nose above water was
one he'd learned in high school; in a hot tub it was the most relaxing
sensation he knew.

Not, however, when two energetic preteen girls were playing at the other end
of the tub... Steve had been lying still for several minutes, idly listening
to the girl's talking, wierdly distorted by being underwater, when a thump
sounded from the end of the tub, a small body fell against Steve's ankles,
and what felt like half the tub tried to flow up his nose.

Coughing, Steve sat upright and barked, "Right! I warned you two, no
splashing! Didn't I?"

Amanda was just getting up from her fall; evidently Susan had pushed her
over. They both looked at him and chorused, "Sorry... sorry Daddy... sorry
Uncle Steve!"

"Not as sorry as you two are going to be!" With that, he stood up and
propelled the girls over to the outer edge of the tub, then made them bend
over at the waist with his hands on their shoulders. Both girls went still
when they realized they were going to get spanked, then tensed when Steve
dropped a hand to each gleaming wet bottom.

Squeezing both dripping girl-bums meaningfully, Steve leaned forward and
said, "I gave you two warnings about splashing, didn't I?" Two wet heads gave
hesitant nods. "Two warnings was enough; you've both earned spankings for
this!"

Two little girl's voices in confused chorus said, "But Daddeeee... Uncle
Steve, please... she pushed me, I don't deserve... please don't spank, I'll
be good..."

Steve shook his head and squeezed both round wet bottoms again. "No, you're
going to get short spankings." Two slender bodies relaxed very slightly at
the word 'short'. "Susan, you did push Amanda, so you'll be getting more, but
you'll have to wait for them. Here we go, Amanda!"

With that, Steve lifted his hand from Amanda's slender preteen bottom.
Instead of smacking it instantly back down, he got it wet again in the tub,
then raised it to spank his daughter. He'd heard somewhere that a
wet-bottomed spanking was supposed to sting more than a regular spanking, and
he was interested in testing the theory. He began to spank Amanda's wet butt
slowly and firmly, alternating between each narrow asscheek as he smacked.

The girl gave a small, high-pitched "Ahhh!" as the first spanks landed,
shifting forward against the side of the tub in an attempt to soften the
impacts. Several pink handprints showed briefly against her gleaming white
bottom, then merged to form a solid light pink glow from her whole bum, which
was gradually darkening and drying out as her father continued to spank
slowly.

The eight year old was sobbing after a dozen swats, and as the twenty-fifth
spank landed on her bright pink bottom she started to beg, "Ow, Daddeee, it
stings... owwwww! Please stop Owwww Daddeeee!"

One of the girl's hands came back, flailing in an attempt to shield her
naughty bottom. Steve caught Amanda's wrist deftly and pinned it into the
small of her back, saying, "Now, no hands, Amanda, you know that. And this is
only a little spanking, not like the one you earned last week."

As he methodically delivered this spanking, Steve reflected for a moment on
Amanda's punishment of ten days ago. That had indeed been a long spanking;
his hand had landed on the little girl's bare bottom for over ten minutes,
and her rump had finished up a very dark red all over, with Amanda limp with
exhaustion across his lap. Steve hadn't counted, but figured that he'd
delivered several hundred sound spanks to his daughter's naughty bottom.

Judging by Amanda's reactions to this tubside spanking, a wet bottom did
indeed make a spanking sting more, even though this methodical punishment
ended on the thirty-sixth spank, delivered with a flourish to the very center
of the sobbing girl's bottom, which was quite dry and bright pink. Leaving
Amanda bent over the edge of the tub sniffling, Steve turned toward Susan,
who had been listening and peeking at her cousin's spanking.

Dipping his hand back into the tub, Steve splashed water onto Susan's rump,
making sure it was good and wet for her spanking. Resting a hand on his
niece's ass, he said, "Your turn, Susan, you'll be getting what Amanda got,
plus more because you're older and started your little fight!"

The nine year old tensed, then squeaked as the first spank landed. Steve
smacked Susan's bottom at the same methodical pace he'd used for Amanda, but
landed each spank just a bit harder than Amanda's had been. Susan started to
sniffle and sob by about fifteen smacks, her round bottom drying out and
going pink all over. By the time Steve had landed the fiftith and final
spank, his niece was sobbing continually, hanging her head down outside the
tub. Her naughty bottom was quite dry and several shades darker than Amanda's
pink bum.

Steve's cock had risen as he punished the girls, causing him to briefly
contemplate sliding his erection up between one of the pairs of spanked
buttocks in front of him, right up one of the smooth, tight, hot assholes
displayed by the girl's bent over postures. He remembered the sensation of
his balls slapping Amanda's prepubescent pussy as he buried his cock in her
ass during that one punishment session, but knew he'd have to wait at least a
little while longer. He wanted Amanda to co-operate as he used her anus;
forcing his daughter or paddling her until she submitted wasn't the same.

Instead, Steve gently gathered the two sobbing preteens with an arm around
each waist, pulling them back into the soothing waters of the tub and holding
them as they sobbed. Kissing tears away from Amanda's cheeks, he murmured,
"You took your spankings very well, both of you. Let's just have a quiet time
out now..."

Turning to gently kiss Susan's face, he continued, "There's still fun we can
have, now that you've taken your punishments. You haven't even had an orgasm
yet, Susan."

Steve turned back to his daughter, and was rewarded with a brief grin through
her tear streaked face. She cuddled closer to him, draping one leg across his
thighs, then said softly, "I'm sorry we were bad, Daddy, and please can we
stay in the tub a bit longer, I like this big tub. Please Dad?"

Steve squeezed his daughter affectionately, then said, "It's OK, honey, if
you're good we'll soak a while longer."

The three lounged in the warm water for a while as the tears from the two
girl's spankings dried and were at least temporarily forgotten, then Steve
said, "Have either of you felt the waterjets against your cunnies? It could
feel really good."

Amanda grinned at the suggestion and moved over to the nearest jet. Feeling
it's location with her hands, she first pushed her hips toward it, gasping
when the thick jet of fast water slid across her preteen cunt lips. She moved
her hips back and forth, crouching in front of the jet, then got an idea. She
grabbed the lip of the tub with her hands, then brought her legs up in front
of her, out of the water. Hooking her calves over the edge of the tub outside
of her arms, she pulled herself toward the waterjet. When the water hit her
pussy, Amanda gave a yelp and began to move her torso in and out, kicking her
legs in the air as she moved.

Fascinated, Steve moved behind his daughter, running his hands down her slim
back, cupping her  perfect bottom she leaned back into him. Steve slid his
fingertips towards his daughter's cunt, feeling the edges of the waterjet
brushing his fingers. When he touched Amanda's pussy, Steve was astonished to
feel that the eight year old was directing the full force of the waterjet
into her tight cunny. The water pressure was enough to force her pussy lips
open and make her clit flatten and move, and Amanda was obviously loving the
sensation. Her head was thrown back, hair floating on the water, eyes closed
and breath coming in gasps and grunts.

Steve continued to stroke around the edges of his daughter's crotch with one
hand, while he used his other hand to find her tight anus. Working a
fingertip into the girl's asshole, Steve realized that the water and the
remenants of the earlier lube made her anus accessible, more or less. As his
finger worked up into Amanda's ass, his other fingers were stroking her
pussy; Steve was trying to figure out how much the waterjet was opening her
pussy up. As his fingers stroked and probed gently, one finger was caught in
the surprising force of the water and shoved against Amanda's pussy, then
slightly inside her slit as the water shoved Steve's hand around.

He froze, stopping his hands in their stroking and bracing against the
waterjet's flow. Amanda opened her eyes when her father stopped. She was
still gasping and grunting with the sensations on her crotch when she said,
"Ohhh Daddy, don't stop, it all feels sooo gooood..."

Her voice trailed off as Steve started to move his fingers again, working one
finger deeper into her ass and stroking her crotch gently with the other
hand, careful of the water's flow this time. The preteen came a moment later
in the most intense orgasm she'd ever had; the water pushing hard on her
cunny and her father's fingers combined to make her throw her head back
against Steve's chest, crying out and loosing her grip on the edge of the
tub. Her father caught her as she started to sink into the water, eyes closed
and making small high-pitched noises as she floated in her Daddy's arms.

Her eyes gradually opened and she focussed on her father, who was concerned
to see tears hanging on the edges of his little girl's eyes. Still cuddling
her, he said, "Are you OK, honey? Have you hurt yourself?"

One of Amanda's hands slid down between her thighs, and she said shakily, "It
felt really good, Daddy, but now I'm sore down there..."

Steve lifted his daughter's hips up to the water's surface and looked at her
preteen pussy. It was red from the waterjet's impact and seemed puffier than
usual; Amanda was exploring carefully  with her fingertips and wincing every
so often. "Ow, Daddy, that was too hard, now I'm sore, but it did feel nice."

"Well, you were really pushing yourself at that jet, my girl, you were
overdoing it a bit!" Steve cuddled Amanda closer and kissed her face gently
as he continued, "We'll just be very gentle from now on, OK?"

Susan had been watching her cousin's performance from across the pool,
playing with one of the other waterjets and staring wide-eyed. Steve smiled
at his niece and said, "Susan, you haven't even had an orgasm yet; do you
want one?"

She nodded, still playing with the waterjets, then said, "Oh yes, but not...
not with the jets, OK? Can you use your mouth, Uncle Steve?"

He nodded and climbed up onto the edge of the tub again, lifting Susan up to
straddle his thighs in the same position Amanda had been in at the start of
their time in the tub. As he stroked Susan's lovely pussy with his
fingertips, he glanced down at his throbbing re-erected cock and then at his
daughter, who was lying in the warm water, still stroking her sore crotch.
"Amanda, would you like to use your mouth on my penis? I'd really like
that..."

The girl smiled at her Daddy, then waded across the tub to kneel in front of
Steve. Grasping his erection with one small hand, she dipped her mouth to the
rampant cock, beginning to kiss and suck like her father and cousins had
taught her.

Steve made a happy noise as his blowjob started, then cradled Susan's bum
with both hands and began to kiss and lick her tight virgin pussy, licking
her puffy preteen cunny lips and sliding his tongue into the girl. Susan held
onto her uncle's shoulders and pressed her crotch against his face, beginning
to moan happily as Steve began his work.

Below her, Amanda was getting into her rythym as well, sliding as much of her
Daddy's erection into her mouth as she could, tightening her lips around his
shaft and swirling her tongue around the hot head of Steve's cock. It was
going to be his second orgasm of the evening, but his daughter's increased
skill at oral sex was going to bring him off soon...

Susan was getting more and more excited as well, writhing against Steve's
hands and mouth as he continued to slide his tongue into her tight,
sweet-tasting slit, flicking her prepubescent clit as he licked. The girl won
the race to orgasm, gasping breathlessly and flooding her uncle's mouth with
sweet pussy juice as she came.

Steve had his own orgasm a minute later. The first squirt of semen flooded
Amanda's mouth, then she ducked her head to one side and watched with a grin
as her father squirted right out into middle of the tub. Steve noticed the
show he was putting on and started to laugh, lowering Susan back into the
water as he kept snickering. Amanda was giggling too, and after Susan had had
the small joke explained she started to giggle, gasping, "Oh, you let him
squirt... into the water? That's funny, 'Mandy..."

Relaxed from the hot water & orgasms and still giggling, the three settled
down for another soak for several minutes, then Steve sat up and said,
"Right, you two need to get clean, stand up and I'll wash you down."

He arranged the two girls side by side on the shallow seat of the big tub,
knee deep in water and facing the wall. Getting a bar of soap in one hand and
a soft washcloth in the other, he began with Susan's shoulders and worked
down each of the nine year old's arms, covering her with a warm layer of
soapsuds, then running his hands up and down her back, watching the thick
suds slide down the girl's back and across her firm bottom, disappearing down
the narrow crack between Susan's preteen buttocks. He scrubbed the soapy
cloth across his niece's rump, enjoying the feel of her firm smooth flesh,
then moved down the backs of both her thighs before turning to his daughter.

He repeated the scrubdown on Amanda's slender body, rubbing her narrow
shoulders, arms, and down her back before massaging her lovely bottom
briefly. Turning back to Susan, he slowly turned his niece around, kissing
her pert nose as he whispered, "Close your eyes, Susan, I'll wash your
face..."

She smiled and screwed her eyes shut as her uncle began to scrub the cloth
softly across her forehead, then down the rest of her face, murmuring, "Keep
your eyes closed, you don't want soap in them." as he continued down her
body, washing her shoulders and the fronts of her arms, then rubbing the
soapy cloth gently around each prepubescent nipple. The nine year old had
only tiny bumps under her nipples, but seeing each little pale brown bump
spring erect under the cloth made Steve smile.

Soaping under Susan's arms made the girl giggle slightly, eyes still tightly
shut as her uncle continued down her front, covering her ribs and rounded
tummy with a shining coat of soap, making her twitch and giggle again when he
poked a corner of the cloth into her shallow belly button. He started to slow
down as he neared the girl's lovely slit, scrubbing the sides of the girl's
hips and around her thighs to draw out her anticipation. When he finally did
wrap the cloth around a finger and begin to very gently wash Susan's pussy,
she shivered and caught her breath at the touch, shuffling her legs apart
slightly as Steve soaped her up right down between her thighs, rubbing the
cloth across his neice's anal pucker before bringing the cloth back up. This
time he washed each of Susan's puffy white cunny lips separately; the girl
grabbed the wall behind her and shivered, eyes still shut.

After covering Susan's crotch in a layer of soap, Steve stopped rubbing, to
his niece's obvious dissapointment. Smiling broadly, he said, "You're getting
washed, girl, I'm not playing with you now..."

He lifted the girl down into the deeper water in the middle of the tub, soap
lifting off her lower body and swirling around her waist before being sucked
off by the current in the tub. Steve picked up a large plastic jug from the
edge of the tub, filled it with clear water, and slowly poured it over
Susan's head and shoulders, rinsing her head and arms clear of soap. As he
refilled the jug, Steve said, "Raise your arms, Susan, right up over your
head, that's good."

Steve rinsed the girl's underarms and chest clear, then used one last jug to
clear her back of soap. Using his fingers, he cleared water from Susan's eyes
and ran his hand down her back to make sure she was rinsed clean, then smiled
at her and turned back to his daughter.

Picking up the soapy washcloth again, he put his hands on Amanda's narrow
hips and turned her around, smiling at her as she closed her eyes so he could
wash her face, then work down her neck and across the girl's slightly boney
shoulders. Working his way down Amanda's arms, he marvelled at how delicate -
almost birdlike - her arms seemed.

The eight year old girl's chest was only distingushable from a boy's if you
looked closely - or if you rubbed a cloth softly across her nipples and they
stood up a few millimeters, like Steve did. When Steve murmured to his
daughter to raise her arms, she didn't just stick her elbows out, but brought
her hands together above her head and stretched herself up on tiptoe, head
back and a small happy smile on her lips.

His daughter's display make Steve smile as he rubbed the soapy cloth across
her ribs and down her sucked in belly; when he gently poked the cloth into
the vertical slit of Amanda's belly button she dropped from her stretch with
a giggle. Lower down, her hips were narrower and bonier than Susan's, not
even starting to curve outward. Steve soaped across each hip, then along each
of the girl's thighs.

Finally, he slid the cloth down Amanda's delicate slit; the girl raised
herself up on tiptoes again, leaning back against the wall and shuffling her
feet apart a bit. Her adventures with the waterjet had made her cunny pink
instead of it's usual delicate white, and it seemed puffier than usual. Steve
allowed himself to spend a bit more time between his daughter's thighs,
rubbing along each puffy pussy lip and back to her anus very gently, several
times. Then he stopped, flicked the cloth onto the side of the tub, and
lifted Amanda by her waist to set her down in the deeper water.

Picking up the jug again, he poured clear water down Amanda's shoulders and
face, then rinsed her arms and torso free of soap. With both girls clean, he
grinned at them and said, "Now, would you two like to wash me, now that
you're all clean but I'm not?"

The two cousins grinned and nodded, so Steve stood up in the tub - he'd been
washing the girls while kneeling, wading back and forth in the tub. Standing
in the deep water, he was reminded again how small these two lovely little
girls were - the deepest water in the tub only came to mid-thigh on him,
while both girls were standing slightly slightly less than hip deep, preteen
pussies just below the water's surface. "Tell you what, girls, I'll stand
over here next to the bench, and you can stand on the bench to wash me.
Here's two cloths, go for it!"

Both girls hopped up on the bench, standing knee-deep in water, and began to
scrub him down. Amanda was in front of him and Susan behind; his daughter
started to rub his forehead while his niece began on the back of his neck.
They both rubbed soapsuds over him with silent concentration, Amanda moving
down his face while Susan rubbed across his broad shoulders. Through the
cloth that was dangling over his mouth, Steve said, "Amanda, you do my left
arm; Susan please do my right, OK?"

Amanda nodded - Steve was able to slit his eyes open without getting soap in
them - but kept working methodically down her father's chin and neck, while
Susan slid her cloth immediately down toward his right bicep, rubbing the
cloth back and forth. Steve held his elbows out from his body and Susan got
the hint, rubbing under his arm and saying, "Oh, Uncle Steve, you're all
hairy under your arms!"

Steve grinned and said, "Well, so's your father, Susan honey, but I guess
you've never bathed with him, right?"

Still rubbing soap into her uncle's arm, she said, "No, but I like it, Mommy
used to wash me when I was little but nobody washes me now..."

Amanda moved down to do her father's left arm, running her fingers through
the hair on his forearms as she washed him. Steve realized that his cock was
rising again with the soft hands running over his body.

Susan finished his arm and returned to Steve's broad back, rubbing the cloth
up and down his spine and then outward along his ribs, like her uncle had
done when he'd massaged her the day before. Amanda worked her way down her
father's chest, and was fascinated by his nipples' reaction when she rubbed
the cloth across him. "Hey Daddy, your nipples get pointy too, just like me
and Susan's do. That's neat!"

Steve laughed, and explained, "Well, one of the things that men and women -
and boys and girls - have in common is that our nipples all do that, when
they get touched gently or something. When you grow older you'll start
getting bigger breasts and nipples, but right now you've just got teeny cute
nipples, and they get hard too."

Amanda grinned and kept scrubbing down her Daddy's ribs and stomach (Steve
was rather proud of his fairly flat stomach, when so many other men went
soft...), stopping to scrub his belly button. She was obviously disappointed
when her probing failed to get much of a reaction from her father, beyond a
quick sucking in of his stomach. "Daddy, you're not ticklish here! Oh, I
thought everyone was!"

He laughed again, saying "Sorry, but your Dad isn't very ticklish, Amanda."

Susan was working her way across Steve's waist, behind, and then started to
rub his bottom, moving gradually down his ass and then onto the backs of his
thighs. Steve reached behind him and touched her wrist gently, saying,
"Susan, you forgot something, when I washed you I did down your bumcrack,
didn't I?"

She blushed (glad that her uncle couldn't see her) and went back to the top
of Steve's ass, sliding one small cloth-wrapped hand between her uncle's
buttocks. When she reached his bumhole and really looked at it for the first
time, she realized that it looked a lot like her's or Amanda's, but bigger
and with some hair curling around it. Feeling his niece pause, Steve said,
"Now Susan, I washed you there too, didn't I?"

He had indeed, so Susan very slowly copied what she'd felt him do, sliding
the cloth across his pucker and then around it in a circle, before quickly
moving the cloth onto the safer territory of the backs of his legs.

Up front, Amanda had realized that her Daddy's cock was stiffening again,
still drooping down some but lifting away from his leg, starting to point
right at her as she washed down towards it. After she'd done across his lower
abdomen, Steve reached down and said quietly, "Here, my 'Mandy, let me show
you how to wash that."

He guided her hands and the cloth through the short, dense mat of pubic hairs
around the base of his cock, then down below to scrub his hairy balls. Amanda
noticed that his penis was moving as she rubbed, lifting up as if to get a
better look at her. "Daddy, your pee... your penis is moving..."

Steve laughed and said, "Well, it likes to be around pretty girls, you know
that. Now, you've got to remember to only touch my balls gently, because
they're very soft, even softer than your lovely pussy."

Amanda chirped, "OK, Daddy!" and continued to let him guide her small hands
around, this time sliding the soapy cloth out onto his penis.

Steve said, "Now, remember what I told you about using your hand? Do that
with your cloth, up and down my shaft a few times....Ohhh Amanda that's
good...now here's how you wash the head of my penis."

"Daddy, it moved again when I rubbed! It's almost looking right at me, like
it does when I put it in my mouth."

Steve had to remove his daughter's hands from his erection for a moment - he
had plans for this boner - before he showed her how to slide his foreskin
back and clean very lightly around the head of his cock. That contact was
almost too much for him anyway, so he quickly said, "That was good, my girl,
now finish up washing my legs, please."

With another chirpy "OK, Daddy!" his daughter crouched a bit lower and
scrubbed down his thighs;  his cock bobbed right over her head.

Behind him, Susan had scrubbed down to the backs of his thighs, all the way
to the water, then hopped off the bench and moved to look up at her uncle's
face. "I'm all done, Uncle Steve, you're all clean, as much as I can reach!"

Steve smiled as Amanda finished his legs a moment later, then he quickly
lowered himself into the water, rinsing the soap off his arms and torso
before kneeling low in the water and saying, "Amanda, can you and Susan get
that jug and get the soap off my face and shoulders, please?"

Amanda picked up the big plastic jug and lowered it into the tub until it was
full of clear water, then tried to lift it above her father's head. The
water-filled jug was surprisingly heavy, and it wasn't until Susan held the
other side of it (and Steve put a hand just under it, to stop the jug from
slamming into his face if it was dropped) that the two girls could lift the
water above Steve's head and pour a stream onto his upturned face and across
his shoulders.

Steve grinned as the girls finished rinsing him off, then said, "Thank you,
both of you. It's time to get out of the tub, my girls, I'm getting raisin
fingers, look!" He held up his water-wrinkled fingertips as both girls
giggled quietly, then continued, "I'll dry each of you off after I'm dry, so
you two stay in the tub just a minute longer, until I'm done."

Then he swung his body out of the big tub, shutting the waterjet pumps down
as he got out, and wrapped himself in one of the massive fluffy bathsheets
he'd laid out earlier. Quickly rubbing himself dry, he left his towel draped
across his shoulders and turned back to the tub. "Susan, come on, you're
first."

The girl stood up and took his hand to aid her out of the tub, then he
wrapped his niece in another big bathsheet, wrapping her entire body in the
fluffy fabric, from her hair right down to her knees. The giant towel was big
enough to go around her entire body nearly twice, so Steve wrapped the
slender nine year old like a mummy, smiling at her giggles. After she was
wrapped in the blue sheet, he began to run his hands up and down the outside
of it, starting on Susan's sides. He turned her around slowly as he rubbed
her torso dry through the towel, then let the towel fall away from her
smiling face as he worked his way down her slender body, rubbing briskly down
her hips and using one hand on each of her buttocks, then sliding a hand
against her pussy with a much lighter touch.

Then he spun the big towel from her body with a flourish, catching it in his
hands as he took a moment to admire Susan's naked body, skin slightly
pinkened from his towelling off. To dry her legs, he wrapped the towel around
each thigh in turn, then encircled Susan's slender legs entirely with his
long fingers and rubbed quickly up and down, drying her from ankles to crotch
in two or three swift passes and leaving her suntanned skin glowing pinkly
from the rubbing. "There, that's got you dry, Susan, except for your head."

With that, Steve tossed the big towel right over his niece's hair, grinning,
then gathered her wet hair up inside the towel and rubbed it back and forth
gently for a minute before lifting the towel from her head and giving the
smiling girl a kiss on the forehead. Wrapping the big towel around her
shoulders like a fluffy robe, Steve said, "You're clean, beautiful, and dry.
Now, go brush your teeth in the regular bathroom and go to bed, I'll be down
in a bit to tuck you and Amanda in."

With a hug, he pushed her gently toward the door. Gathering up a fresh
bathsheet, he turned toward Amanda, who was standing at the near edge of the
tub. Steve slung the new towel across his shoulders, then reached into the
tub and picked his daughter up by the waist. She was still light enough for
him to lift easily, so he swung her high into the air over the tub, smiling
as she giggled and squealed at her flight.

Setting Amanda on her feet in front of him, Steve wrapped the big towel
around her just like he had with Susan. Rubbing her body through the towel, a
little bit softer than he had rubbed Susan's, he dried her body off quickly,
then rubbed the towel over her head to dry her lovely hair before pulling the
towel away completely and smiling down at his daughter happily. She smiled
back at him and hugged her arms across her chest.

Then Steve pulled his own towel from around his waist, shook it out along
with the damp towel he'd just used to dry Amanda, and quickly bundled them
together into a large cushiony lump. Kneeling, he placed the fat bundle of
towels on the soft fluffy bathmat in the middle of the floor and looked over
at his daughter and held out his hand for her to come to him. After he'd
pulled her close, cradling her slender body against his chest, Steve said
gently, "'Mandy, I want you to lie down on your tummy, over this nice
cushion."

Puzzled but obedient, Amanda lay down over the improvised towel-bundle
cushion in front of her father. It made her bottom stick up into the air
facing her Daddy, and she felt her Daddy move her legs wide apart on the soft
bathmat. Amanda looked over her shoulder at her Daddy, who was kneeling
behind her. Her eyes slightly wide and a small quiver in her voice, she said,
"Are you going to use my bumhole, Daddy?"

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Continued in next post... Sir Swat II.

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