I was feeling bad about enjoying so much all the things we did. Not when I was doing things to you, I loved making you happy, but me enjoying it so much when you did things to me, it was so good, but I felt like I was in the wrong position, it should be me doing things to you, not the other way around. Anyway, you wanted it, so I wasn't going to question it. Then I noticed you liked so much doing it for me, like your cock got so hard and for so long when you tickled my nipples or my clit, or when you fingered my butt, you must be enjoying yourself a lot too, so it was good.

When it got warm I started using our swimming pool more on the weekends, when Mom was home. Now I knew I wasn't too skinny for you. You had told me many times how pretty I was, face and body, so I had no problem there. I thought it would be nice to have better boobs already, I don't know, it was something you might like.

I saw you watching me from inside the house and it made me so happy, but I was afraid it could be dangerous. Then you figured out a way, and when you wanted to see me in the swimming pool you would go to the bathroom and look at me safely from there for a short time. One night I asked you,

"Dad, do you mind me showing off in my bikini in the swimming pool? Does it make it hard on you? If it does, I'll stop doing it, I want you to be safe, you know."

"Don't worry my baby girl. Whenever I feel like I want you badly, I save it for the night, so it's okay."

I felt relieved and I went on to give you a happy blowjob.

When you went to the bathroom those days, I was happy because I knew you were thinking of how I was going to make you happy at night. I also wanted so badly to give you a blowjob right then, but it was all okay because when you came out you were more relaxed.

I was going to turn thirteen soon after summer break. I had been looking in the mirror to see how much my boobs had grown, cause since we started they were growing really really fast. I was so happy when you told me we were going to go shopping for real bras. We did it while mom was home, she later asked what we got. I told her, then you told her, but she wouldn't care either way, as usual. You chose them with nice printed patterns. Later you told me they looked really nice through the white blouse of my uniform. I was turning into a woman, and doing it with you was the best thing that could have happened to me. Then you taught me how to take my bra off through my sleeves, so you could play with my growing boobs with my blouse and tie still on. Another new thing you showed I could do for you was this thing called titty-fucking. We both loved it, sometimes you liked cumming on them while you did it. Then I figured this really neat thing. I would start by giving you a blowjob, then a titty-fuck, that's what you called it, and then I would lick your ass. I did it over and over and you liked it so much I could go on doing it for hours.

So things went on like this for a few months and then came the summer vacations. Mom had skipped them many times and it was one of those things that used to get me down when I was little but now I didn't care about. Actually I wanted so badly she would do it again. Imagine, travelling all by ourselves all day long, a hotel room, maybe we could even get away with a king size for both. So I was so sad when mom told us she had booked a vacation for us all in an exclusive cruise liner. Of course I made the best of it, at least we were going to be together. I was a bit nervous you were going to have a hard time not to do what you liked so much doing with me.