Two days without Ingrid I could handle, not knowing if I'd see her again, not so much. I spent a lot of time looking at the photography we'd done together. I was sitting on the computer, watching her lounging in front of the TV, with her top off, when my doorbell rang. It wouldn't be her since she had the combination to my outer door, so I didn't have much hope when I went into my hallway. Shelley was the one standing outside. Her smile was in place when she asked if she could come in. With hope, I led her into my apartment. I was ready to sleep with her, do anything to see Ingrid again.

"I'm sorry," she said when I served her some coffee in the kitchen.

"No need, Shel, it's OK. You were dealt quite a blow that day."

"I know, but still...I shouldn't have thrown myself at you like that. After thinking about it I'm sure you had your reasons, I should have let you explain."

"It's just that we have tried this before, Shelley, and it didn't work out. I don't see a second go'round being much different. There's Ingrid too, I don't want her to get used to me again, then lose me for a second time. She deserves better. I'd love to have you back in my life again, but as friends. I've never had a straight up female friend before, I think it would be nice. The fact is, all my money is really meaningless without anyone to share it with. The two of you is the closest I've ever had to a family and I'd like to be there for the two of you if you'd let me."

She hugged me.

"That sounds pretty nice, Mark. I've never had a male friend only before myself, I like the thought. And Ingrid loves you, she's so happy to have you back. She's bugged me for two days about what happened the other day. She'll be so glad to hear we talked. So, I say we give this friendship thing a try. Why don't you stop by tonight, watch Ingrid while I work the late shift. Can you be there at 5?"

"I'll do that. But don't go home yet. Where's Ingrid?"

"Playing soccer, will probably be busy for a while."

"Then you're in for a treat, let's go."

There's a spa on the other side of town and I took her there, told the staff to take care of Shelley for a few hours. When I came back she looked great and very, very relaxed.

"That...was an experience. I could live under the care of those ladies in there. Thanks, Mark, I really needed that."

"My pleasure. Now, why don't we get your care fixed, what do you say?"

"OK, but that's it, after that we do something for you. Deal."

"Deal."

We made arrangements with a first rate car dealership to go and pick up her car for all work necessary to get it and keep it running. As for something to spoil me, well, women are good with credit cards. Armani suit, Rolex, whatever gold jewelery existed for men, we bought it, we nearly cleaned out a bookstore for my library room. Five rapidly approached and when we arrived, Ingrid was there. You would have to surgically remove the smile she got on her face when she noticed me. She came over and hugged me tight, smelling great. Her hair was moist, evidence of a shower. All she was wearing was a girl's nightshirt to her knees, tight enough to see the outline of her butt through the material. Shelley went to work in my car at six, and the child and I were alone. When the car drove away she threw herself at me.

"God, it's torture to be away from you, Mark," she said, planting a kiss on my lips between every word.

I told her of the conversation I'd had with her mom earlier and she was very relieved. I'd like to claim we just hung out and I didn't do the deed with her under her mom's roof, but that would be a lie. Her nightshirt fell quickly, revealing her nude body.

"Sorry, didn't have time for panties when I heard a car drive up to the house."

"Oh, yes, I'm so angry."

"Would you be serious?"

We giggled.

I looked her up and down, knowing the body was all mine. How did I get so lucky? My shirt buttons were opened slowly, Ingrid kissing my chest, my abs, as they were revealed.

"Sorry I didn't try to contact you, Mark. I wanted to see what mom would do."

"Hush, that's over now, we're together, that's all that matters."

I carried her to her room. The bed was roomy enough for two and surprisingly girly, all lace and pink. No Bieber posters for her, instead there were soccer posters everywhere, Ronaldo the most prominent. Ingrid ran a hand down her body, passing across her left breast, down to the treasure between her legs.

"Show me how much you've missed me, Mark."

I was quickly down on my knees, kissing her stomach, looking up at her. She looked so angelic looking down on me. Her legs parted a little more and I stroked her leg higher and higher. Ingrid moaned when I lightly touched her cunt, more so when a finger rammed inside her. My other hand rubbed her little butt. When she sat down on her bed I spread her legs wide and starting at the knee, I kissed me way up.

"Yes, Mark. Oh, please start licking me." She leaned back.

My hands gripped her thighs and I pulled her closer to my face. The cunt made contact with my tongue, welcoming me inside the hole. Ingrid gripped my head, begging me, humping me, urging me to go deeper, deeper. It was heavenly being back down there, especially as she came pretty quickly, bathing my tongue in her nectar. She was moaning so softly when she came, giving barely audible yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. It was a long one too, the orgasm never seemed to end.

"That's how much I've missed you," I told her.

She stroked my hair as I kept up the attention on her pussy, which tasted too good to stop now. My goal was two more orgasms and I weren't about to give up until I got what I wanted from her. Her moans of pleasure is like music to me, reaching various crescendos as I licked hole, fingered hole, sucked clit, licked clit, fast and furious, slow and leisurely. Ingrid is just as eager to give oral pleasure as I am and she struggeld to sit up to return the favour. The three orgasms must have wiped her out because she came to a sitting position slowly. My pants and boxers fell and her hands began rubbing my ass as that amazing, wet tongue of hers drew along my hard meat, up and down. I brushed her hair behind her ears as she slipped every inch of me inside her sucking cavern. God, this kid could suck cock. I thought I was gonna pass out from the pleasure of it all. Her cheeks looked ready to collapse the way she sucked her mouth so tightly around my rocksolid pole. I don't know if you can recreate the tightness of your pussy with your mouth but she was trying her best.

"Ooooh, what a mouth, babe."

Orgasm was approaching and I didn't want it yet, so I flipped her over, urging such her to get on all fours in the bed. Kicking my pants and boxers away I got behind her, stroking her body, her flawless skin so warm and smooth. My cock was at rapt attention and I rubbed it along her buttcrack. Lower I went, entering her cunt hard. She fell forward and I followed, quickly starting a rapid fucking session that didn't last more than 30 seconds at most. Having her, especially here in her own kiddieroom, was just such a forbidden thing to do, which turned me on immensly. I'd never been into girls with thongs, stockings, heels and things like that, it's the innocense that turns me on, the more childlike the better. She had to have felt my essence shooting inside her as I blasted off like crazy, my panting echoing off the walls of her room.

After we got dressed - she put on one of those one piece children's suits - we sat on the couch in the living room, Ingrid on my lap. I opened her one piece, stroking her chest and tummy as she leaned her head back so we sat cheek to cheek, whispering sappy words of love to echother. I fucking love to cuddle.

The doorbell rang. Ingrid removed my hand, which was by that point in her crotch, zipped up and went to open the door. Her friend Anniken was suddenly standing in front of me, saying hi. She smiled down at me, greeting me in return, telling me her name, asking if she could stay with Ingrid for a while. I looked to my baby who invited her to stay. Anniken's sadly unattractive face lit up in a smile. I shook it off, beauty isn't everything; especially with a body like that. And was hers ever on display. Shorts barely covering her bottom, with a slit up her side, only a bikinitop covering her flat chest. Her feet were bare. Her father taking her in the woods was evident, knees and shins were cut and bruised, the only imperfections on her otherwise outerwordly complexion.

"Is that killer car out there really yours, mister?"

"Call me Mark, Ingrid does. And yes, it's mine. When you leave I'll drive you home, how's that?"

She hugged me. "That would be cool."

Wow, hugging a virtual stranger like that, it honestly took me by surprise. Anniken was a very friendly girl, I could see why she and Ingrid were friends. She was chatty, full of smiles and charm and affection. Ingrid weren't about to be upstaged and were very sexual behind Anniken's back. Anniken held my hand when we went to the kitchen to get Pepsi and Ingrid kissed me hard when her friend reached up into a cupboard.

"So, who are you exactly?" Anniken asked me in the couch, grabbing onto my arm, looking up at me.

Gee, where to begin? "I used to date her mom. We just met again for the first time in years and she asked me to babysit," I said, keeping it short.

"And, of course, Mark likes to suck my clit," Ingrid whispered in my ear when Anniken leaned forward.

Ingrid looked at me with her most charming smile when I choked on my Pepsi. Anniken leaned back, into my side. Man, she smelled nice, I could feel the hardon growing in my groin. Ingrid looked at my hardening erection with a smile. To make it worsen she put a hand on my thigh, tracing her fingers slowly across it. My cock jumped under my pants, straining against the material. This was a real dangerous game to play with Anniken right there so I got up, excusing myself. I came out of the bathroom to find Anniken there.

"You're fun," she said as she passed me.

The door locked behind me and Ingrid was right there, clinging to my waist. God, getting her back in my arms would never get old. Knowing we'd hear when Anniken was done, I closed my arms around my baby and looked into her face.

"I wanna feel you throb and pulse in my mouth so badly," she whispered.

No one sure knew better than my Ingrid how to get a man all hot and bothered. Her hand massaged me through my pants as I lowered my head to sink my tongue between her lips. Jesus, how the hell was I gonna be able to spend any more time with her tonight and not be able to have her. Is it wrong to get Anniken drunk to get access to her best friend's hot preteen body?

I'm kidding, I'm kidding!

When we heard flushing, we shared one last sensuous deep throat before we heard the key in the bathroom door turn. We broke apart. Anniken took my hand and dragged me back to the living room. She put her legs in the couch and leaned back into me. Ingrid needed to use the bathroom too and when she was gone, Anniken hopped between my legs to lean back, even putting my arms around her. Where on earth was all this coming from I had no idea? Maybe her Dad left something to be desired in a girl's need for male contact or something. Ingrid came back and found us, yet remained all smiles.

"How about making room for me?"

"Come on, Ingrid, you have him all the time, share," Anniken responded.

But I manouvered so I could sit with them both close. It was real nice, having two girls on me like that. Of course, it made me extremely horny and as much fun as Anniken was, I wanted Ingrid alone.

Eventually, I did take her home. She loved the short ride in the Viper, so I went by her house and took an extended drive. Dad was home, appearantly it was only the two of them living there. I thought it best to come up to the house and introduce myself. I refused the beer he offered, but we did spend half an hour or so at the house. I'm not socially akward around other men, which served me well with parents. Maybe I should build a friendship with him? Let's see what Ingrid thought of sharing me with Anniken first. Anniken showed me her room, which did have Justin Bieber everywhere. And dolls, lots of dolls. I guess she hadn't outgrown them like most girls her age. Anniken threw herself down on her bed, making it clear she must have worn some tiny panties, considering the size of her shorts didn't show them. She walked us out to the car, me looking at her butt as she walked in front of me. Goddamn, what an ass that girl had. At times her cheeks had peeked out at the bottom of her shorts, it was surprising she was allowed to wear it.

"Is Anniken prettier than me?" Ingrid asked when we got back to her house. I did not mention that she wasn't pretty whatsoever, but could honestly say she wasn't prettier.

"But you think she's hot right? Be honest."

"Yes, Ingrid, Anniken is seriously hot."

"Did you want her tonight, do you wanna fuck her, too?"

"Honey, I'm more than happy with you. Yes, it was nice holding Anniken tonight and I'm sure fucking her would be awesome, but first and foremost I thought of you, hoping you wouldn't be jealous. Because I love you. I wouldn't share you with anyone without your permission. OK?"

She nodded, kissed me, her soft lips sucking on my lower lip, pressing her body up between my legs.

"I didn't mind you holding her, you know," she said as I swept her up in my arms.

"I wasn't jealous that you held her, just jealous that it wasn't me," she continued, then took a gentle bite on my lower lip.

She giggled.

"What's so funny?"

"Anniken, she bragged to me that she let a boy kiss her, like it's the biggest thing ever. If only she knew what she is missing out on. I feel sorry for her, to be honest, she should know sex is the best thing ever."

I carried her to her room. "I bet she can really suck dick, too," she said on arrival, opening my zipper and reached inside my boxers. "Just imagine those lips wrapping around this." Her hand closed around my shaft, the other one pushed at my pants as she kept taunting me.

"She's probably a swallower. If she wouldn't suck you unconcious first you could watch a thick rope of cum shoot past her tongue, the next hitting her lips while she swallows the first. Then, she'd hold her tongue out to catch the rest, which coates her tongue from red to white."

Her hand was now pulling at my aching balls, weighing them in her hands, lips licking at my throat. A hand ventured under my shirt, pulling it up. Then her lips was on my nipples, sucking away, the other hand still massaging my sack. She lay me down on her bed and got on her knees between mine. First, I felt a hot breath on my gland, then a pair of lips kissing it. I shivered with the pleasure of it. I got sucked into her mouth. To push me further inside her hands closed around my butt and I bottomed out in her throat. Fingering my ass seemed to have become a favorite passtime cause she did it again. I was leaking pretty heavily at this and she pulled back to breathe.

"Anniken would have a tight pussy wouldn't she? Imagine it squeezing you even tighter than mine does."

"You're so bad, kid."

"Just like you love me."

Then I was back in her mouth. She bobbed hard and fast while her fingers fucked me. There was a ring on the front doorbell. Ingrid laughed as I struggled back into my pants. I left her to get dressed while I opened the door. Anniken was back, with her dad. Him to hold me company, naturally assuming male company would be preferable to just girls. How wrong he was. But they stayed. Stuck lusting after Ingrid, I made the best of things. Not that she made it easy, patting my groin and giving seductive kisses on my skin whenever someone wasn't looking. I pushed her away, legitimately afraid of getting caught. My terror seemed to amuse her. Anniken was affectionate with her dad, but didn't receive much in return. Why the hell wasn't he wrapping his arms around her, she was obviously starving for it. My hands were resting on Ingrid's thighs and rubbing her arms and shoulders the times we snuggled. From Anniken's dad those things would be completely innocent. He even sent her out of the room, making both girls vanish into Ingrid's room. An hour or so later - the man was mostly interested in talking about his nature obsession. I couldn't imagine going out in the woods with him - Ingrid came out to say Anniken had fallen asleep.

"Uh, oh, when she sleeps it's nearly impossible to wake her up until morning," Adam, the father, said.

He asked if it was OK if she simply stayed the night. Now how was I to disagree with that? Of course, that made him stay late. By the time he left, Ingrid was sharing her bed with Anniken, both sleeping. I covered them up with a sheet, taking a few feels of Annikens legs and upper body. I couldn't resist and the skin was delightfully warm, especially her thighs were nice and soft. I kissed Ingrid's lips, trying to be gentle about it, but she woke up. How I love the smile she gave me. She grabbed my neck and kissed me harder, drawing me closer.

"Baby, Anniken..."

"Shh. Her dad was right, she sleeps through anything. Come on, join us."

She gave Anniken a push and she rolled over on her side, facing the wall. I took Ingrid's place and she manouvered herself between my legs. I seeked out her rounded, small cheeks, squeezing, stroking, as I stuck my tongue past hers. Anniken turned around. I waited for her eyes to open and see what was going on between her and her friend. Nothing, she slept on. Ingrid and I were humping as we made out, but I was still worried as hell, frustrating Ingrid, who was really into this.

"I'm really worried here, Ingrid."

She sighed. Pushed me away. Stood with me. Suddenly she shook Anniken's shoulders, gave her a hug, saying Anniken was a great friend in a loud voice. Anniken didn't even stir.

"See, nothing wakes her. Never does, comes in handy for horny men I'd bet."

Ingrid pushed the sheet covering Anniken down under her butt. Her hand cradled Anniken's butt through her shorts.

"Try it," she told me.

"Ingrid. Come on."

"I told you. I'm not jealous. I know you want to."

"She's sleeping Ingrid, I like to get permission."

"Come on, you're not exactly fucking her, you know."

So, I touched Anniken's ass, an assman's dreambutt if there ever was one. It was softer than Ingrid's, which is really saying something. Bigger too, filling up my hand more. This was so wrong, yet I were so fucking hard. I knew I should be the adult here, but the feel of that ass overrode my common sense. Ingrid pulled the shorts down. No wonder I didn't see her panties poke out of her shorts because she simply wasn't wearing any. Her butt had the same cute dimples in the sides Ingrid's does. I touched it again, squeezing it tightly. God, it was just an unreal butt, lovely shaped, high, round, squeezable, and very, very soft.

Ingrid had stepped out of her clothes by now and sat on her knees in the bed. She held Anniken by the hand and pushed it down between her legs. I knew it was more for my benefit than anything but, fuck, it was an erotic sight. She moved the hand up and down her cunt, obviousy enjoying it because there was no mistaking those moans. How did Anniken not wake up? Ingrid closed her eyes, pressing on Anniken's fingers more firmly. Short, ragged breaths escaped her pouty lips, orgasm right on the edge. I bent to see closer and took Anniken's hand, pushing a finger inside Ingrid.

"Oooooooh, ooooooooh, I'm so gonna cu...I'm cuuumin," she whispered to me with the most intensely horny look I had ever seen on her face.

She looked so happy with herself for getting away with it. My cock was now firmly in charge of me and I took it out, lowering myself to press it against Anniken's buttcrack. She stirred and I pulled back in a panic. I tried again when she moved no further, grinding my hips back and forth.

"Open her legs and try to put your head in her," Ingrid suggested.

But I shook my head. There's where I drew the line, though every fiber of me screamed yes. Damn, no jealousy was one thing, but this... I really had created a sexual monster here. She saw this whole thing as a game. She spread Anniken's cheeks, exposing the most gorgeous anus ever. Not darker than the skin surrounding it and seemed like it would open up pretty easily, as it wasn't as tight as Ingrid's. I spread the cheeks even wider myself when suddenly a hand pushed my head forward and I landed smack against Anniken's ass, nose against her butthole. Damn, the skin of her butt smelled good, the anus smelled almost the same, just a slight hint of stronger smells. Un-fucking-believably erotic.

"Seriously, kid," I said to Ingrid and pulled back, putting the shorts and covers back over Anniken. We left the room and I dragged to her moms room.

"Do you have any idea what risk we took?" I said, a little forcefully.

"No risk. You worry too much. She fell on the floor in her sleep once and never even reacted, even when her Dad put her back in bed. Don't be mad at me. Please!"

Ingrid was as sleek as a cat as she leaned into me, with a determined look on her face. And one of her most angelic looks too. I felt my anger begin to subside before it could even really begin.

"Let's do it, Mark."

"Honey, I just can't have sex in your mom's room, that would just be mean. And the whole Anniken thing...I just don't know. We've been lucky and..."

"Look, she WILL sleep through it. Make love to me, Mark. I want more than the quickie we had earlier. Please?"

I looked down into her incredibly dark eyes as her hand started rubbing me in the crotch. Her lips started kissing me on my chin, slowly working their way towards my lips. God, she is irresistible! The physical advantage I had over her weren't even close to the emotional one she had over me, she always left me feeling completely powerless. I relented, Anniken was sound asleep, Shelley wouldn't be home for hours, and the smell of the Anniken's asshole was still lingering in my nose.

"I need you," Ingrid purred, opening my zipper. "And you want me. You've been aching to put that big gorgeous cock of yours in my tight. . .delicious . . .fuckable. . .tasty . . . ass . . . hole."

Jesus, was she willing to try? She was reaching into my boxers, those long fingers of hers slithering around my painful erection.

"My butt wrapping you in a tight grip. My cheeks pressing up against your groin. Your heavy balls slapping against my smooooooth skin. Wouldn't you just love that, my sweet Mark?" she asked, running her index finger along my piss slit, drawing droplets of precum, while staring up at me through her long lashes. Did I ever tell you how long and thick they are? Damn, she's good, I was done for; she could see it considering the widening grin on her face. I nodded.

"Yipee," she said, jumping up in my arms.

Who was I kidding? She'll always get what she wants. I'm owned and owned hard. I pressed her up against the wall as she kissed me hard. I still refused to have sex in her mon's room and carried her to hers. Anniken was sleeping soundly. I tried to take Ingrid to the living room, but she wanted the exitement of doing it next to her friend. So stubborn my Ingrid. We got fully naked and climbed in next to Anniken. This was insane, but I climbed on Ingrid's back. Her butt felt slightly cool against my shaft. Ingrid rose up on her knees and I pushed against her asshole. She yielded to me sooner than I'd thought, ringmuscle letting me through after a minute or so of work. Ingrid grunted in pain, more and more the more inches I gained. She just weren't the one for anal sex. I pulled out and she apologised.

"I thought I could, but I just can't take it, Mark."

Before I could repond I heard;

"I can."

Anniken was looking at us, no trace of sleep in her eyes. She'd clearly been awake for a while.

"You're awake," I said dumbly.

"Yup, it's amazing what you can learn about people when they think your a heavy sleeper."

Ingrid laughed, delighted.

"You sure had me fooled. So, you're willing to let Mark fuck your ass? It hurts you know, especially the first time."

Anniken didn't elaborate any further, but smiled coyly at me. I had a feeling getting fucked wouldn't be new to her. I whispered my suspicion in Ingrid's ear.

"Oh," she said. She pushed at me, towards Anniken, "Do it, Mark. I wanna watch."

Once given permission I didn't hesitate, carnal instincts shattered all my rational thoughts. I tore off Anniken's few clothes and got her on her knees. Her ass was tight but there were no resistance verbaly.

"Yes. Oh finally! Get it all in me. God! I've wanted you all day. It's been torture, pure torture!"

She was quite the talker in bed. This was one girl who enjoyed anal sex as much as Ingrid did vaginally. She pushed back to get me in as soon as possible. Her ass was everything the look of it promised, the insides all squichy and slimy. I pulled out before pushing slowly back in again. Instincts told me to take it easy, but she was dying to get it hard.

"Just fuck me; don't hold back," she urged, begging for it, wanting so desperately to feel the fiery, delightful pain that comes with a hard pounding. My head had been screaming for me to fuck the living hell out of her and I did.

"That's it, Mark, yes, fuck me real hard."

I found myself banging her as hard as I had done Ingrid the night I made her pass out. I'd never tried anal properly before and hoped I wouldn't tear anything. Anniken turned out to be a real devil when horny.

"Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark,"

It made me feel like a million hearing my name spoken in such extacy. I wanted to see her face and took her with me to the floor. Lifted her face to face and dropped her partly down my dick.

"Stay still, Anniken. Don't wanna drop you and break off my dick."

"Move, Anniken, then I can keep it and use it every hour," Ingrid said.

Funny, isn't she?

We stumbled back into the bed and I fell on top of her, driving the rest of me violently inside her in the process. The look of bliss on her face at the feel of my entry made me all tingly inside. Ingrid looked on, seemingly fascinated. She smiled warmly at me. To be loved this much from a girl so young is the best feeling in the world. I got on my knees and Anniken planted the soles of her feet on my chest. I held her lower thighs to pull her towards my thrusts. She cried out in pleasure as I tore into her ass. Anniken lifted her legs higher so they rested over my shoulders. I leaned against them, bending her in half, seeing her face contort in pleasure. The position she was in really opened her up and I could fuck her even faster. Her hand grabbed the back of my neck so our lips could meet and we frenched eachother with deep tongues as her slick anal walls slid against my cock again and again. Her butt was fucking sweet, surrounding me in a hard grip as I rocked up and down, the two of us holding eachother tight, starting to cry out eachothers name as I took her for the first, and hopefully not last time. Ingrid put her face next to Anniken's and we kissed passionately as I unloaded volley after volley of jizz up her friend's snatch.

I went down on her too, she deserved an orgasm for what she'd let me do. Ingrid lay on top of her so one pussy was above the next. I licked away, continiously changing pussy, two wonderful clits the key to double orgasms. Could I time them to go off simultaniously? Nope, Ingrid came first and came hard, splashing across my tongue. Anniken took a little more time and Ingrid helped me, fingering the hole as I sucked on the clit. Ten minutes of this and I let go, Anniken cumin instantly.

"God, I'm pissing myself," she said.

She thought she was pissing? Maybe orgasms were new to her. Maybe whoever she had experience with didn't know how to properly please a girl. Despite her protest, I licked her hole as the orgasm rode her and she cried out loudly, fucking my face brutally. It was mostly dry, only troplets off ejaculate accompanying the orgasm. She came off her high and looked for pee, not finding any, of course.

"What happened, what was that?"

Ingrid explained as all three of us cuddled up, Ingrid in my arms, Anniken behind me.

"He never told me about...," Anniken responded, caught herself and didn't elaborate any further.

Time passed and I had to insist on getting the girl's into clothes cause they would eventually fall asleep. Anniken put her shorts on, Ingrid put on her nightshirt (with panties). I stayed naked as we snuggled up in a pile of limbs. Anniken fell asleep first. Ingrid and I whispered words of affection to eachother until she fell asleep too. I entangled myself, got dressed and waited in the living room for Shelley. She came home and never woke me up.