I lie back, running my hands down my body as I do so. I love the curve of my breasts, the way my hips start to move as I run my hands down further. We're playing a new game tonight, a game that shames me and excites me in equal measures.

"Daddy, I found a place on me that feels good to the touch," I say, as you look over my body. "Show me," you say. I'm a little embarrassed, but my skin is so good to my touch. I run my ring finger over my left nipple. Over and over, until the tip begins to rise. "I can put it into my mouth, but I can't suck on it," I say to you. "Show me," you say. I do. I pull my breast into my mouth and run my tongue over my nipple, again and again, as I look into your face. "Look!" I say, and blow my breath over my nipple, making it harder.

"Good girl," you say to me, as I start to move my right hand over my hip. It's such a good feeling, to see my Daddy watch me touch my own body. I can see the pleasure in your eyes as I explore myself.

"Did you know this would happen?" I ask, because I've never seen such a look of intensity on your face. "Of course," Daddy tells me. "Now show me what else you've learned about you."

I run my left hand further down my body, over my stomach, my hip, and down towards my... "Daddy, it feels so good to touch myself here, is it OK?" "Yes, baby," you tell me, as I see you position yourself over me. "Now, my precious little girl, relax, and let me show you how good it can be," you tell me.