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Subject: {ASSM} Susan and Amanda: Alone with Steve Part II of VII - Second Day's Games (M/ff cons oral pedo incest)
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Susan & Amanda: Alone with Steve Part II of VII - Second Day's Games (M/ff
cons oral 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. 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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That morning Susan and Amanda both had a soccer game; it was a tryout and
practice match before the junior league's normal season, which only started
after school did. Steve woke them up early, and to their disappointment said
that he wouldn't kiss their pussies that morning, because he thought they
should have lots of energy for their soccer.

Dressing in shorts and t-shirts and pouting a bit from the lack of what had
become their usual morning pleasure, the girls ate breakfast while Steve
phoned his office. He'd been taking time off from work to deal with his wife
leaving, and it was a slow summer during which he could do most of his work
from home, but one of the senior partners had a meeting later that week;
could Steve please attend? He agreed because of the importance of the
meeting's topic, silently cursing the interuption of his idylic break with
his daughter and niece.

The soccer game was fast, energetic and exciting; Steve enjoyed watching the
girls and their friends charging around the field, and Susan & Amanda came
back flushed and happy from the exercise; Amanda had also scored a goal,
which she couldn't stop talking about, beaming happily and bouncing from her
success. Steve gave his lovely daughter a hug - keeping it short and simple,
because they were in public...

The three of them ate lunch in the hot sun on the back porch, then spent most
of the afternoon kicking a soccer ball around the backyard, which devolved
into a laughing, sweaty wrestling match across the grass. Steve enjoyed
himself as much as the girls did; so much of his close contact with the two
preteens lately had been openly sexual that just treating them like normal
little girls - and seeing them acting that way - eased some portion of
Steve's conscience that had been nagging him about what he was doing with the
girls.

Not, of course, that their wrestling was totally innocent. Amanda pinnned her
father down then sat on his face, laughing and rubbing her crotch on his chin
before her daddy tickled her under her armpits and flipped her onto the
grass; Steve in turn squeezed both little girl's backsides through their
shorts.

Finally, he scooped a girl up under each arm and carried them, wiggling and
laughing, into the house. The clothes washer was in a room just off the back
door; Steve dropped the girls on their feet beside the machine and said, "Now
you two, your clothes are all sweaty and grass-stained, so just dump them
right into the machine, then it's upstairs for a quick bath."

Steve stripped his own t-shirt off and lobbed it into the washer. Amanda and
Susan's sweaty soccer uniforms followed quickly, followed by their panties
and socks. Steve smiled at the two now-naked, giggling preteens in front of
him, then bent and scooped them up under his arms again. They laughed and
wiggled in his grasp as he carried them further into the house, stopping in
the living room beside the phone. Letting each girl down again, he said,
"Now, what sort of pizza do you girls like?"

Amanda squealed, "Pizza! Are you really going to order pizza for dinner,
Daddy?"

"Yup, now what kind?"

"Ummmmm, the one with pineapple, please Daddy?"

"Sure. Susan?"

"I don't know, Uncle Steve, but you can choose, OK?"

"OK, now you two need to be quiet so I can phone..."

The two girls managed to stay mostly giggle-free as Steve ordered a Hawaiian
Pineapple and a Pepperoni, both medium. "Now, dinner will be here in about
half an hour, girls, so that's just enough time to get you two bathed!"

With that, Steve once again picked a girl up under each arm; this time he
lugged them upstairs, telling himself that they were getting a bit big to
carry at the same time... In the bathroom, he got the girls to stand side by
side in the empty tub, backs toward him as they leaned against the wall as he
explained, "I'm going to use the handheld shower to get you two wet, then
soap you down and rinse you the same way. This way will get the sweat and
dirt off you fast, and it's so hot that it'll help you cool down."

He played the gentle, cool spray across each girl's back, then got them to
turn around so he could do their fronts; the sensation of the spray across
Amanda's prepubescent pussy made her giggle quietly and smile at her father,
who smiled back but kept spraying across onto Susan's body. That done, Steve
got each girl to turn around again, then stepped up behind Susan and started
shampooing her hair, rubbing her scalp as he lathered up her lovely brown
hair, running it through his fingers and massaging her head gently. She
relaxed, leaning forward on her arms against the wall, as her uncle ran his
soap covered hands down her back and arms then across her rounded bottom and
right down her slender legs to her ankles, leaving the girl's whole back side
covered in a smooth layer of thick lather. Standing again, Steve murmured to
his neice to turn round, then soaped up her front, starting again at her
shoulders and moving quickly downward, across her undeveloped chest and flat
stomach, then sliding down her thighs and shins before moving back up between
her legs to all-to-quickly cover her pussy lips with soap. Steve wished he
could have more time to run his hands up and down his niece's lovely preteen
body, but he still had Amanda to wash, pizza was arriving soon, and they were
all getting hungry. It had been a long time and a lot of exercise since
lunch.

Steve got Susan to turn away from him again and kneel in the tub, then
brought the handheld shower close to her head to rinse the shampoo away from
her hair. A hand on her elbow guided her back upright as Steve rinsed the
soap from her back and arms, then ran the water against her bottom and legs
before turning her around to rinse her front, starting gently with her face
and continuing down her torso, letting the water linger for a moment on her
hairless pussy before finishing off her legs and shutting the water off,
pronouncing her clean. He wrapped a towel around his niece's shoulders and
helped her out of the tub, telling her to dry herself off while he washed
Amanda.

A glance at his watch made him move quickly on to washing his daughter's
hair, running the dark length of it through his hands before moving on to
soap up the rest of her body. Steve took a moment rubbing his eight year old
daughter's bottom, though, then ran his hands down her legs and turned her
around to start again at the top of her body, washing her chest, tummy and
legs, then returning to her lovely slit, running a finger between Amanda's
legs before turning the water back on and beginning to rinse her off,
starting again with her hair and working down her back, then turning her
around. He took a moment longer to rinse her pussy than it strictly needed,
then did her legs and shut the water off, wrapping a towel around Amanda's
shoulders and letting her step from the tub. Steve rubbed both girl's hair
until it was just damp, then sent them back to their room, telling them to
dry their damp bodies off, put clean t-shirts and panties on and then come
downstairs to enjoy pizza.

Steve changed quickly into a clean t-shirt and jogging pants himself, then
hurried downstairs as he heard the doorbell ring - he'd timed the bath well,
or luckily... He paid the teenage pizza driver, gave a moderate tip, and
returned to the kitchen just as two excited, slighty damp preteens came
running into the room, wearing clean t-shirts and plain panties. All three of
them sat down at the kitchen table and dove into the pizza, not talking much
as they all ate. Steve was amused to watch the two preteens each charge
through more of the pizza than he ate - the busy day had obviously given them
huge appetites.

After dinner they all cleaned up the kitchen - an easy task, given that
they'd ordered pizza - and then Steve suggested a boardgame, to calm the two
girls down before bedtime. They agreed and the three settled into an game of
Snakes & Ladders; Susan won, grinning as she edged past Amanda right at the
finish. Steve had to remind her gently not to gloat.

The game finished, Steve settled onto the couch with a little girl on either
side of him, curled up against his body. They talked for a while, mostly
about soccer, while Steve stroked each girl gently through their nighties.
After a while, Steve said it was time for bed, and those lovely orgasms
they'd missed that morning.

Once they were in Susan's bedroom, Steve said he wanted to try another new
thing. He was going to lie flat on his back, and Amanda was going to lie down
on his stomach and put his cock in her mouth; her hairless pussy would be
available for him to kiss as well. "This is called a sixty-nine, girls, it
lets both people feel good, at the same time."

Susan looked disapointed at being left out, but Steve promised that he'd give
her a really good orgasm before she went to sleep. Before Amanda climbed onto
him to begin giving him a blowjob he squeezed a bit of lube onto Susan's
pussy and stroked it a few times, then told her to experiment slowly with her
fingers on her pussy, to see what felt good.

Then Amanda rolled her prepubescent body on top of her Daddy's and began to
suck him off, first taking his cock in her small fist and pumping slowly up
and down, just like he'd just showed her. He held his daughter's narrow hips
with his hands and began to slowly kiss up and down her pussy, starting to
slip his tongue into her as she began to take the head of his cock into her
eight year old mouth.

He matched his actions to his daughter's, slipping his tongue into her sweet
slit as she took his cock deeper into his mouth, and swirling his tongue
around her clitoris as she licked the head of his cock. He was working fast
towards his first orgasm of the day, feeling his balls tighten as he slid his
tongue deeper into Amanda's fresh pussy; her juices began to flow and she
gave a small mewing noise, obviously loving her father's attention. Then
Steve felt his cock twitch inside Amanda's hot mouth and pulled his mouth
back from her slit, gasping, "Oh Amanda, I'm going to cum in your mouth!"

No sooner said, that done - or cum, anyway. The first jet of hot white fluid
hit the top of Amanda's mouth; the next coated her tongue and the next her
teeth and lips, as she pulled her head up off his spurting cock. The last jet
painted a white smear across Amanda's pert little nose and cheeks.

As his orgasm subsided, Steve began to tongue-fuck his daughter in ernest,
sliding his limber tongue right up inside the girl's tight pussy, stopping
against her hymen, then kissing and sucking on her rigid clitoris. She gasped
happily at his efforts and arched her back down, throwing her head up and
trying to shove her crotch into her Daddy's face.

When she came, Amanda's entire slender body went limp; the girl slumped down
across her father's chest and stomach. Then the full orgasm roared through
her eight year old body and she went rigid, throwing her head back as she
thrust her legs out to either side. The girl gave a sort of breathless shrill
cry, shook twice over her whole body and then collapsed across her father
again.

Steve was astounded at the strenth of his preteen daughter's orgasm; he'd had
several fully grown partners who'd never responded like that. Her little
pussy had rippled and spasmed around his tongue when she came, and she
flooded with pussy juice, which flowed around Steve's tongue into his own
mouth. He thought again that his daughter had the sweetest-tasting pussy he'd
ever known, and her juice was stronger but just as sweet, even mixed with a
tiny taste of her urine - she'd orgasmed so hard she'd briefly lost control
of her bladder!

After Amanda went limp, her father rolled her gently off his body onto her
back, then he rolled himself around to get his face near hers. The girl still
had her eyes tightly shut, a spray of semen across her nose and cheeks and
more on her chin, but Steve was alarmed to realize that his girl was crying,
tears seeping out from under her eyelids and small sobs adding to the
vestiges of her orgasm to make her slender nude body shudder on the
bedsheets.

Steve gently gathered his daughter against his chest, tucking her head under
his chin and cuddling her close to him. Softly, he said, "You had a very big
orgasm, lovely girl. Are you OK?"

She sniffled and rubbed her face against her father's chest - smearing him
with his own cooling semen - and whispered, "Oh Daddy... it felt good... but
it kept on feeling gooder and gooder until I started to hurt... I couldn't
stop myself from moving, and my legs hurt..."

Steve stroked Amanda's back and said, "It's OK, 'Mandy, it's OK, you just had
a really big orgasm, you'll be a bit sore but OK. Shhhh, don't cry, lovely
girl."

"Daddy, it felt good, but it was scary... I couldn't move, and then I
couldn't see, and now I'm sore all over..."

"Shhhh now, sometimes when you have a big orgasm your muscles go all funny.
Do you remember when you had that cramp, playing soccer last spring? Your leg
got all hard and wouldn't move? That's kind of what happened to your whole
body during your big cum just now, so no wonder you're sore. I think I know a
way to make you feel good, though. You just lie here and relax, I'll be back
in a moment."

Steve rummaged around in the bathroom for a few minutes, then returned to
Susan's bedroom with a big towel over one shoulder and a bottle of light
massage oil in one hand. He covered part of the bed with the towel, then got
Amanda to lie down on her tummy on the towel. She was moving stiffly,
obviously still feeling her sore muscles. Steve knelt down across his
daughter's lower legs, letting his bottom brush her soft calves gently as he
reached forward and rubbed Amanda's back gently, running his hands up and
down her smooth skin. "I'm going to give you a massage, 'Mandy honey, I'll
gently rub your sore muscles until you get all relaxed and feel better, OK?"

She nodded into the pillow under her as Steve ran a small line of oil down
the eight year old's spine, watching it run and pool on her soft skin, making
it gleam in the bedroom's lights. At first he just ran his hands around his
daughter's back, rubbing her skin gently and spreading the oil out into an
even, gleaming coat. Then he moved up to her narrow shoulders, feeling the
slight tension in her small muscles as he begins to softly knead and pinch
the tension out of the girl.

He'd massaged the girl before, but not for several years because his
soon-to-be-ex-wife had felt it was inappropriate contact for a father to have
with his growing girl. Steve had always disagreed, but felt it wasn't worth
picking a fight over. He had continued to massage his wife until she abruptly
left, which they had both enjoyed, and now he was back massaging his
daughter, and she was starting to love it.

Steve rolled the heels of his hands up and down Amanda's ribs and spine,
feeling the girl relaxing under his soothing hands. He dabbed a bit more oil
onto his hands and lifted one of Amanda's arms up, rubbing her narrow arms
and hand gently before returning her arm to the bed and repeating the gentle
process with her other hand. Leaning up the girl's body, he pulled her arms
gently out from her body so that they lay straight out across the bed. He
then ran his hands down his daughter's spine, letting his knuckles slide
along her bumpy spine.

As Amanda started to relax, Steve realized that Susan hadn't said anything
for several minutes despite her cousin's whole-body orgasm and cramps. He'd
been assuming that the girl had just been lying there watching, but when he
looked over at the naked nine year old Steve got a surprise.

Susan was lying there, but she was a busy little girl indeed. She had spread
her legs out frog-style and started to explore her vagina with her fingers,
like Steve had suggested, and she'd obviously found something she was
enjoying. She had her eyes screwed shut and her narrow fingers were sliding
around and in and out of her hairless, gleaming pussy, making her slender
body shake.

Steve rubbed his daughter's lower back and buttocks gently while he kept
watching Susan masturbate herself, fingers moving faster and faster as she
gasped and moved her hips. Steve massaged oil into Amanda's upper thighs,
feeling the tension in the eight year old's muscles as he rubbed in slow
circles. Susan continued to finger herself beside him as her body arched in
orgasm and she gave small, breathless squeaks of pleasure before collapsing
on the bed.

Still massaging Amanda's legs, Steve smiled at Susan as she slowly opened her
eyes again and focussed on her Uncle's face. "You gave yourself a really
good-looking orgasm, Susan!"

"Ahhhhh.... that felt really nice, Uncle Steve, even better than when you
stick your tongue in me and kiss down there!"

"Have you touched yourself down there before, love?"

"Umm, yea, in the tub, and in bed sometimes after a spanking, but never when
I'm slippery like the oil made me! My cunny feels all tingly now, it still
feels good!"

"I'm glad you had such a good orgasm, Susan. Why don't you come help massage
Amanda, then she and I can massage you as well?"

The nine year old knelt beside her cousin's torso and placed her hands flat
on Amanda's back, then glanced at her uncle, who said, "Susan love, just rub
your hands slowly in circles up and down 'Mandy's back, like I'm doing with
her legs..."

Steve had thought that his daughter was nearly asleep from the relaxing
massage, but she stirred when Susan began to help Steve, murmurring, "Mmmmm
feels nice, Daddy, my muscles aren't cramped-feeling now, hardly..."

"Good girl, I'm glad you're feeling nice, 'Mandy," As he spoke, Steve was
rubbing down his daughter's feet, having finished her slender calf muscles
and thighs. "Now, why don't you roll over onto your back, so I can make your
front muscles as nice and relaxed as your back is?"

Amanda pulled her arms in and carefully rolled onto her back as her Daddy
guided her around, his hands on her hips keeping her oiled, gleaming preteen
body on the towel across the bed - Steve had no desire to try and wash
massage oil stains out of Susan's blankets. He sat cross-legged beside his
daughter's ribs, dabbed more massage oil onto his hands, then motioned toward
Susan, dabbing some oil onto the other girl's hands when she held them out.

Then the two started on Amanda's shoulders, massaging gently down her slender
arms again as she sighed and settled into the bed. Steve began to run his
hands across his daughter's flat chest in broad circles while Susan
concentrated her cousin's nipples at Steve's whispered suggestion.

Amanda hummed happily at the attention, and her little nipples went hard
under Susan's palms. Steve moved down his daughter's chest onto her slightly
rounded stomach, getting a small giggle from the girl when he flicked a
fingertip into her little belly button. When he moved further down Amanda's
body, Steve concentrated on her thighs and legs, rubbing all around but not
near her hairless, naturally puffy pussy lips.

Meanwhile, Susan was gently stroking her cousin's face and neck, running her
hands over Amanda's forehead and cheeks and up and down her slender neck;
Amanda was smiling, eyes closed while she continued to hum contentedly.

When Steve slid his fingertips over Amanda's privates for the first time
during her massage, the girl shivered gently and opened her eyes just a bit,
peering at her father. He smiled reassuringly and began to very gently stroke
around and up and down his daughter's virgin slit, adding a bit more massage
oil to his hands as he touched her softly. Susan was still rubbing Amanda's
face gently as Steve finished his massage by cupping his daughter's whole
pussy in his hand, moving his hand gently up and down as he listened to his
daughter breathe.

He stopped Susan's rubbing with a gentle touch to her shoulder, continuing to
cup his Amanda's cunny with his palm as he realized that his daughter was
suddenly, soundly asleep, exhausted by the long day and utterly relaxed by
Steve's massage. The man gestured Susan toward him, whispering, "She's
asleep, Susan, so let's let her sleep, OK? Do you still want a lovely orgasm
from me tonight?"

Susan smiled slightly and said, "Oh, would you please, Uncle Steve? I had a
good feeling by myself, but you give me such a good feeling with your mouth!"

Steve smiled and whispered, "I'm glad you like it, Susan, so let's go to my
room and let Amanda sleep, love."

He led the nine year old out, letting Amanda snooze on Susan's bed, nude body
gleaming from massage oil. In his room Steve laid Susan down on the guest bed
and stroked her face as he lay down beside her, curling her against his chest
as his hands wandered up and down her slender, smooth body. Steve had massage
oil on his hands still, so his caresses left Susan's soft skin gleaming as he
stroked the preteen girl all over, gradually stroking inward toward her
pussy, kissing her face and lips as he does.

Susan's cunny was gleaming too, from oil and from the excited girl's own
prepubescent juices oozing out from between her virgin labia. She shivered
with delight as her Uncle Steve gently rolled her onto her back and lowered
his face to her crotch, then she gasped, "Ohhhhh wow!" as the man started
tonguing and kissing her between her legs.

The girl's second orgasm of the evening seemed to arrive in no time at all,
as her Uncle cupped her bottom with his hands to lift her sweet pussy to his
mouth. Susan mewed and shuddered as she came, and Steve savoured the flood of
little girl juices into his mouth as he swiped his tongue deep into his
niece's pussy to lap up more of her flavour.

As Susan came down from her orgasm, Steve moved his hands and mouth up the
girl's flushed body, ending by holding her shoulders gently and kissing her
on the lips as she opened her eyes and grinned up at him, saying, "Wow, thank
you Uncle Steve... that was nice!"

Grinning broadly, Steve said, "You're very welcome, my girl. I'm glad you
enjoyed it. Now, it's time for you to go to bed, it's been a long day. Here,
I'll carry you..."

With that, he got his feet under him and leaned back over Susan, then swept
her up in his arms and over his shoulder, holding onto her legs so that her
upper body dangled down his broad back. Susan gave a small shriek and
laughed, "Ohhh! Are you going to carry me like this?"

Steve locked one arm around his niece's narrow legs and reached up to pat her
upturned bottom with the other before saying, "Yes, but you've got to be
quiet, remember 'Mandy fell asleep!"

The girl subsided, dangling over Steve's shoulder as he takes her back to her
room, gently rubbing her bottom with his free hand. Amanda is still asleep on
the towel, so Susan was gently swung down to stand by the other side of the
bed. Steve montioned for quiet as he rummaged through his niece's clothing
drawers, finding a pair of panties and a short nightie for the girl. He holds
the underwear out for Susan, then pulls them up her legs when she steps into
her panties, finishing by smoothing the soft cotton over the girl's lovely
round bumcheeks. He drops the short sleeved nightie over her head and tugs it
down, then tucks the girl into bed with a final kiss on her forehead.

Turning to Amanda's clothing, Steve gets a pair of panties & a summer nightie
for his daughter, then quietly sits down beside his nude, sleeping daughter.
He gently lifts her feet up and slips the panties onto her legs, then slides
them up as far as he can without lifting the girl's hips up. Leaving his
daughter's white panties bunched just below her crotch, Steve carefully
arranges the nightie, then gently lifts Amanda's shoulders up until she is
sitting upright, still mostly asleep as he slips her nightie over her head
and down to her waist, leaving the girl's preteen charms momentarily framed
in white cotton. Amanda smiles sleepily to her daddy as he lies her flat
again, then slips a hand under her bottom to tug nightie and panties into
their proper place, up and down.

Steve rolls the eight year old onto her side and slips the towel out from
under her, then tugs the sheets down under her body and tucks her in. As he
kisses her good night on her cheek, Steve  gets a very sleepy, mumbled,
"G'night, Daddy, love you..."

With a final smile for his lovely daughter, Steve slips out of the room,
leaving them to sleep.

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All comments welcome,

Sir Swat II

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