Could you believe we had no sex the next day? Ingrid and me? Yeah, I was surprised myself, but quite frankly, I didn't have the energy. Not only that, but the next day would be the very last one that we had alone for a while, so I wanted to save myself a little bit, and Ingrid really was sore from her sandwich the day before.

What we did do was to go to Magic Mountain, just the two of us. I'm not really the type to love rides, but Ingrid weren't about to do it without me and all I can say is; Thank God I skipped on breakfast. Waiting in line is also a bitch, especially on a warm summer afternoon, but I had Ingrid constanty hugging me and holding my hand so that alleviated the boredom. I revelled in the attention, so proud to be seen with my little beauty all day.

We took half the day at the adjacent Hurricane Harbor as I simply needed some waterfun to cool down a little from the scorching summer day. Not that a bikini clad Ingrid helped much in keeping me from being hot and bothered. It was white, a great contrast to the very, very dark tan she had developed by then.

I wasn't the only one looking at her either, she definitely drew the weaker sex' attention. And I'm talking from many different ages. Is it me or is men attracted to much younger girls than they wanna admit? I saw one man in particular whos eyes lingered a little longer at Ingrid than I think he realized, and that was right next to his wife.

Now slides, that's much more my style and there were some good ones. I guess you're supposed to ride one by one, but Ingrid and I shared, anything to hold her close. Close we were plenty, while shopping, standing in line, in the water, everywhere. Too much maybe, but at least the girl kept it clean. Ingrid called me Dad all day, and no longer just for the benefit of others, she'd started with Daddy just that morning when she shook me awake. Nothing in my time with her had ever made me feel as good inside as that word had done, it had really set the mood for the day. One day was not nearly enough for what Six Flags had to offer so we would definitely come back for more. Back home we were both exhausted, tossing our clothes so they were strewn from pool to bedroom, where we collapsed next to eachother, me looking into her lovely black eyes as they slowly closed.

The next morning we slept until noon and stayed in bed until 3, enjoying the cool sheets, holding hands, stroking and kissing. When we did get up we took the car and visited Bambi and Mark. Ingrid stayed with Bambi, while Andrew and I stayed at his place. The day before, her parents had been in and out of the house, but though they may have come home at any time, Bambi and Andrew had a clear view of Bambi's family driveway, seeing when their car came and went, and when it was gone they were all over eachother. Though not nearly ready for a full consummation of their relationship, Bambi had a surprising aptitude for sexual shenanigans. So it wasn't just Ingrid then; get a girl going and they quickly get into it it seemed. Maybe they just need the right man.

"Does it seem like you'll have more access to Bambi from now on, Andrew?" I asked him.

"I don't know, but her parents are getting more relaxed and openminded about us being together. That day we spent with you guys seems to have a lot to do with it. When I took her off their hands for a full day they enjoyed the adult time alone. Her father said that. I hope all this will lead to more in the future. Probably not to the extent of you and Ingrid, but I'll take what I can get."

"I'm happy for you, I really am. Maybe I'll offer to fly the two of you out to be with Ingrid and me for a weekend and they'll agree?"

"Well, they were sure charmed by her and the friendship that has developed between the two girls could help. We'll see, I guess."

I was sure gonna contribute all I could.

The girls came and joined us, it was the first I had seen of Bambi that day. Can you say wow? The shoes were white, her very short shorts were white, so was the untucked, sleeveless blouse she was wearing. Legs on full display. Her blond hair were in two ponytails, those you have on top of your head, hair flowing down on both sides, also tied with white ribbons. Ingrid was in green tights, with flower patterns on it, a white top with shoulders straps, also with some flowers on it. The tights stuck to her like a second skin.

Ingrid and I stayed in the living room, giving the others time alone in Andrew's bedroom while Ingrid and I kept lookout for Bambi's parents just in case the decided to come over. The two of us could not resist taking a trip each to the doorway and have a look inside. I opened the door a tad first. They were snuggled up close on the bed, Andrew with his head between Bambi's nipples, which looked painfully stiff.

"She's so warm and smooth under me, I can feel her bodyheat rising by the minute," he said for my benefit, before slipping a nipple inside his moist mouth. He sucked at it like a newborn baby as Bambi's little hands trailed across his shoulders and down his back. Tit to tit he went, squeezing and fondling them as he never stopped sucking the hard little nipples. He rolled her on top of him to get his hands on her bubbly cheeks.

How I wanted to join him on her with my tongue.

They kissed as she straddled him, you could see her panties being somewhat moist, then his fingers slipped inside, making her shudder. Impatiently, she gathered her steaming thighs and got her panties off to be in all her naked glory on top of him. He kept squeezing her ass, lips still connected, as she grinded her pelvis against him, stimulating herself on his steel shaft. Their mouths starts bulging with tongue, Andrew groaning with passion. I wanted to join and use my tongue in other places as I watched him pulling her up higher to get that yummy little kitten of hers on his face. She shuddered again, at his warm breath on her pussy, even more so when the tongue probed at her tender folds. Two of his fingers spread her cunt apart, then one further inside. To distract her from the intrusion he gave her clit a workout no one would ever forget. Holding onto his hair she thrusted in his handsome face.

"Lick me, Andy," she whimpered, just barely enough for me to hear her. "Yes, yes, yes, lick me, Andyyyyyyyy!"

She seemed to come, because there was no mistaking the sudden extra squirming in her body. While she was busy with that Andrew got a full finger inside her velvet cavern. No way to do that without a broken hymen, and a cry of pain suddenly mixed with the sounds she was already making. He gave her no respite, continuing to eat her, blood and all, anything for her not to dwell on the pain. Again she came, as he slurped up the little ejaculate she managed. He rolled her under him, looking deeply into her eyes.

"Can we try?" he signed to her.

She looked so vulnerable under him, her pussy defenseless between her small legs. But Andrew was not one to take advantage, letting her think about it.

"Only try," she said. Maybe she was ready to consume the relationship after all.

Only his boxers were left, so he stood to take them off. His cock sprung forth, hard and impressive, or to quote Ingrid, 'more beautiful than any dick had any right to be'. Can you believe that girl? What am I; still developing?

"Don't let it scare you, Bambi, I'll be very gentle," he said.

Bambi asked for Ingrid to be there to help her through it. Sigh, that meant I couldn't watch. But, Ingrid filled me in later on:

Ingrid had urged Bambi to be on top to get more control, then grabbed Andrew's stiff shaft, stearing it to the right place. Bambi lowered herself onto the bulging head, pausing after it popped inside. I didn't see any of this but I could sure hear it. Andrew was beside himself, FINALLY getting inside the love of his life. I could only imagine what that must be like, after waiting just to be properly alone with her, let alone getting inside her slick insides. I couldn't imagine going months without fucking Ingrid and I'd already had her. According to Ingrid, her friend had slowly but surely managed to get Andrew fully embedded inside her. She'd sat there a long time, getting used to it, then rode him up and down a few times before giving up, at least for the time being. It was more than enough for Andrew. I got him alone before Ingrid and I left.

"Is it really possible to be this happy? I fucked her, actually put my penis inside the vagina of the most perfect, special, sexy, gorgeous, sweet, wonderful angel that God ever put on this earth. I owe you and Ingrid everything. I never would have gotten this far without you. Bambi (sigh); I go to bed thinking about her, I sleep dreaming about her, I wake up thinking about her. Thank you, for the freedom and the help you've given us."

I laughed at him. "Boy, have you ever got it bad. I guess this is the dreamgirl you've always talked about, huh? THE ONE you drove everybody who ever tried to set you up with someone crazy over?"

"Well, they didn't exactly set me up with girls did they?"

"So very true."

I promised to try and get the two of them over to my place again.

---

Then it arrived; the last night for Ingrid and me alone in Beverly Hills. Coming back, we were all over eachother, first kissing at poolside, then caressing on one of the lounges, before I slipped her clothes off. Before taking off my own I picked her up in the over the threshold position. There was a trail of rosepetals leading up the stairs and into our bedroom. Corny I know, but I couldn't resist. Doing it behind her back wasn't easy either.

"That was very romantic, Dad, any more surprises?"

I took her into the bedroom bathroom, where she sat on the toilet with her legs crossed as I poured the tub and added lots of bubbles. She sank down in the water as I stripped myself bare, drawing a wolfwhistle from her.

"Funny. Now you sit tight."

I came back up with two glasses of champagne and handed one to her.

"Since it's a special occasion."

I sat down in front of her in time to see her throw down the whole glass without pause. I looked at her funny.

"You do realise what that is you're drinking?"

"Sure, it's champagne." Then she looked thoughtful. "Isn't it?"

I laughed. She laughed. Laughing, she changed position to between my legs. I'd had my hands on the side of the tub, but now I lowered them into the water, sliding one across her belly, the other around her small chest.

"You're groaning Mark. You're not fucking me yet, you know."

"Sorry. I just never get tired of touching you, you're so addictive, especially when you are slick and wet like this."

"Groan all you want if you keep saying pretty things like that."

She looked up at me and our lips met, hers locking on to my bottom one as my hand went further south to the silken recesses below. Tenderness turned to all out passion, Ingrid twisting around until she was lying in my arms, my hands grasping her small tush. There was just enough room for her to straddle me, tongue pressing against my quickly parting teeth. I fingered her little asshole, making her gasp in surprise against my lips. I lifted her a little, hoping to properly have her ass for the first time. She did not resist as I put that pink rosebud of hers on top of my length, instead she pressed down to help me, slowly enveloping me with her tight anal walls. Water started splashing around us as she moved up and down, massaging my hard shaft with endless presses up and down.

"Oh, Dad. Daddy! I love my Daddy so much!" she squealed

"God, I love you too, honey, my special little girl."

In and out I went, just a little faster, her ass finally seeming to yield to me without much pain. Her soft cheeks filled my hands as I lifted her up and down, her buttocks clenching and tightening as she ground her butt in small circles in my lap.

"DADDYS COMING; MY ANGEL."

I fucked and fucked and fucked her, her already drenched ass filling with load after load of spunk, spurting and spurting.

"Did you enjoy that, sweetie?" I asked her after.

"Yeah, I did. It's a little uncomfortable still, with it being so new to me, but I'm getting used to it."

"That's nice. But most of all I want you to learn to enjoy it, so I'll take it a little easier back there, the last thing I wanna do to hurt you."

"Thanks, it does hurt a little."

"I'm glad you told me, honey. It's important you tell me these things. We'll go all out eventually when you've really gotten used to it. OK?"

"OK, Daddy," she told me, giving me a hug.

We relaxed after that, enjoying the soapy water until it started to cool, holding hands and sharing a few intimate kisses. I stepped out first, held my hand out to her, which she took and elegantly stepped out of the water. My cock sprang back to life at the sight of her dripping wet body. I took a towel, stood behind her drying her hair, occasionally bending my legs to give her perfect buttocks a few humps.

"Want Daddy to fuck you some more?"

"Yes, Dad. Can I stop calling you Mark and stick to Dad? Even around Mom."

"Of course baby. I'd be honored."

Quite frankly, the whole Daddy thing coming from her was also a massive turn on. Our skin was still moist as I carried her to the bed. I laid her back on it, she tucked one ankle under the other knee, then pulled that leg back so her ankles were crossed and her knees apart.

"You think you can spread all my legs?" she challenged me.

"I don't know, I really like seeing you in that position."

To prove it I jacked off staring at her magnificence, skin glistening, hair still a little damp.

"Don't waste it on jerking off, Dad. I want you some more."

It turned out I could easily spread her legs, she was totally defenseless to my superior strength. I dove down between her legs, perfectly embedding myself in her sweet, sweet, underage cunt. The massive thrust drove the breath out of her. Before starting, I reached down and stroked her body, while showering her with kisses. She cried out for me as I gave her one thrust here and there, but mostly touching her, wanting more than just a quick fuck. I pulled out and rubbed the tip of my penis against her clit, plunged back in, stroked her, kissed her, repeated the same routine over and over. Only when I thought I'd lose my mind if I didn't take her, did I do it, proceeding to really banging her.

My superior strength indeed! She was tougher than I could ever hope to be, meeting my thrusts as I fucked her extra hard, using my legs and lower back to bang the breath out of her even further than my first thrust had. She was coming hard, but didn't have the strength to say anything, just panted as she contracted around me, milking another orgasm from me too. My juices flew wildly inside her.

"Daddy's girl. Daddy's beautiful girl, I'm coming inside you."

I was really letting loose, it was amazing I could come again already at all. That's the effect this precious child has on me.

I rolled her on top, legs and arms around her slim, childish body. She was exhausted, but unable to sleep.

"I wish this day could last forever, this summer, I wish it was only you and me every day," she told me.

"Me too, baby, me too."

"Would you adopt me? Do you think Mom would let you? You're the only Dad that's ever mattered and I wish you were my Daddy. I can't live with you, but I'd love to be your daughter legally, forever and ever."

"Oh, sweetie," I said, more moved than I could possibly say. "I don't know, I'd love that too, but I don't think it's possible, at least maybe not yet, but I will bring it up if you want, at some point."

"Please do." She started crying. "I love you so much, so very, very much, to me you're my Dad, no matter what."

"Maybe this will be a great alternative."

I got into the dresser drawer and handed her a box.

"What's this?" she asked.

"Open it."

She slowly opened it, crying even more when she saw what it was.

"Ingrid McKinnion, do you wanna marry me? When you're old enough? Be mine for the rest of the days of our lives?"

She looked so beautiful, looking from the huge diamond ring to me, back and forth. Eyes brimming with tears she answered me.

"The day I turn 18, I won't wait a minute longer, you hear me? Oh, and yes, I'll marry you, you incredible man, a thousand times yes."

"Good. Because without you my life would only be a trail of tears."

Ingrid laughed, a joyous laugh, kissed me hard, clinging to me, she wasn't the only one crying.

"That last line was so corny," she said later, setting us both off laughing again.

We made love again, very slowly. It was a really relaxing lovemaking, not really trying to come and all that, just thrusts and pauses, copping feels and sharing kisses, it lasted and lasted. I didn't come, I didn't have anymore in me quite frankly, but it took nearly half an hour before I pulled out. After, as I gave her a good long licking, she had yet another orgasm, a huge one, or so I thought, until I noticed the bitter, metallic taste to it that had me recoil.

"Oh, shit!" I exclaimed.

"What's the matter, Dad?"

"Nothing sweetie. You just had your first period."

---

Ingrid was pretty proud of finally having her period. And besides some small cramps that bothered her a little, she didn't seem any different in the morning. Her mother had been pretty open with her daughter about sex and development over the years so she wasn't scared in any way. I was freaking out a little though. Was I supposed to still have sex with her? I mean I'd be fine with not to, but I could not speak for her. In the end, I decided not to, at least, fuck her.

"Hey, future husband," she said when she came downstairs that morning.

"Hey yourself, gorgeous. The ring suits you."

"Yeah, it's fantastic, I wish it'd fit."

"It will in time, don't worry."

She kept looking at it as she snuggled up to me on a lounge chair. There were some more blood coming out of her and she jumped in the pool. I left her alone at the house to go buy some tampons for her, which she was fine about. The lady behind the counter was very helpful in finding what I needed. I even helped her put the stuff on, did a pretty good job of it too.

"Wow, I can't believe I'm actually dressed at this place," she laughed, having dressed in white sneakers with pink laces, purple shorts that left nearly the full length of her spectacular legs on display, and a t-shirt with a pink back and pink/purple striped front. God, she looked good enough to eat.

"Ready to go get your Mom?" I asked her.

We weren't really ready to give up our privacy, but she genuinely missed her mother so off we went. I also had a surprise for her.

I'd ordered a limo, and yes, Andrew was driving. Ingrid was full of questions about him and Bambi, but not much had changed as her parents arrived an hour after we left.

"One good thing though, they called me this morning. Bambi had asked to sleep over tonight and they left it up to me. I should have been more forward about taking her off their hands a long time ago. Care to guess what I said?"

"Whatever gets her pussy naked, I guess," Ingrid said.

Andrew laughed out loud, looking at me in the mirror (the limo was a little more modest this time).

"You sure have a real winner here, Mark."

"I guess that was the period talking," she countered.

"Really! Congratulation, sweetie. Was it a big moment for you?"

"Yeah, a little."

I love how open and friendly they are with eachother.

At LAX, we only had an hour to wait before the plane arrived and the luggage had been fetched. Ingrid spotted my surprise first.

"ANNIKEN!!!"

She ran over and enveloped her best friend in a big hug. "I can't believe you're here."

Anniken was just as happy to see her and they grinned at eachother. Andrew nudged me in the side.

"That's Anniken? Jesus, she's stunning. Like a walking who needs Viagra ad."

"Tell me about it, and I've had her."

I guess we shouldn't have objectified her so much, but I really haven't given her body justice. And she had even shorter shorts than Ingrid so Andrew didn't need much imagination. Ingrid was then hugging her mother tightly while Anniken came over to me. I enveloped her in a big hug, letting her feel the strength of my arms. Did she shower on the plane or something, she had such a sweet fragrance. Isn't it a great feeling when a girl is very happy to see you? I held her up with one arm as I introduced her.

"This is my friend Andrew. Andrew, this is Anni."

He took her small hand, giving it a kiss.

"An honour."

It made her break out in a smile, but she was strangely quiet for her. Not that Andrew gave up, when I put her down he drew her into a conversation so I turned to Shelley.

"Hi, Mark, California agrees with you."

"Thanks, it's been a great time, you'll be so relaxed by the time you come home."

"I look forward to it. And Ingrid looks great, so happy and vibrant."

"Well, I'm afraid I've been spoiling her rotten, do you like the outfit I bought?"

"Yeah, you have a great sense of style for girls."

It helps when you find them hot and Ingrid herself liked the clothes her I liked her in.

"Thanks. And that's just one outfit, wait till you see what we got at Gucci. Hope I haven't gone too far?"

"Nah, a girl can never get enough clothes. Speaking of which, we should take Anniken shopping. Seems she only has revealing stuff, which is OK in the summer, but still."

"I agree. It's pretty worn out too."

It leaves her hot, but I'd been dying to get her new stuff. And if her Dad wouldn't take it, the attempt was more than worth the money, and considering he'd gladly sent her to California for a week, I didn't think it would be a problem. When we came over to the others Andrew and the girls were deep in conversation, Anniken with a hand in his. How easily he draws a girl out of her shell. Then she'd been all over me very quickly too.

"If your friend has the same way with the ladies, I'm surprised he's not married."

"Come on, even an asshole can get a girl to like her if he tries hard enough."

Shelley laughed, a throatier version of Ingrid's. "What a horrible thing to say."

"You laughed." She laughed again.

When we got to the limo I wished we'd still used the first one. Anniken would have loved it, but then she didn't mind the one we had either. She leaned on me the whole way, while you couldn't pry Ingrid away from her mother. Back at the house Ingrid was about to take her t-shirt off before she realized what she was doing. Anniken ran from room to room, checking out the whole place in record time.

"This place is so awesome," she said, heading for me in a rush, sending us both head first into the pool.

"Thanks for inviting me, Mark," she said, when we came back up, took her t-shirt off, threw it poolside, then dove under again.

Ingrid tried the same, but her mother stopped her.

"You're no longer flat enough for shirtless young lady, find a bikini top."

"I always come prepared," she said with her most charming smile as she flashed her mom her bikinitop.

I love how she keeps thinking ahead all the time, if her Mom had had any idea...

"Oh fuck," I said to Shelley.

"What?"

"I forgot to tell you, Ingrid had her period."

"She did? Did she freak out?"

"No, she handled it just fine, you've prepared her well. I did my part too, she's wearing a tampon right now. And, it's getting soaking wet."

"I think it'll survive, let her have fun."

The surroundings agreed with Anniken, it was like a poolside scene from Little Baywatch. Andrew enjoyed the sights for a while, but had another job to do. I could only imagine how restless he was to go home to Bambi's overnight stay. Shelley spent all day in the sun, enjoying her first day off work and relaxing after the flight. Anniken was the complete opposite, she could not get enough of the pool, the jacuzzi, even mixing smoothies and milkshakes in the kitchen. And she was affectionate, though not nearly as much as she clearly wanted to. Imagine what it was like for me, two breathtakingly sexy girls mostly undressed all day. Sleeping in another room than Ingrid was pure torture, I'd gotten so used to the sounds, smells and feel of her every night. I wasn't gonna take any more chances around Shelley so I'd given both girls an off limits order on my room, which they respected. When everyone was in bed Andrew called me.

"Hey, Andrew, how are things?"

He sounded so sappy and over romantic, rambling out every single second they had shared.

"It was magical. Just the two of us, we held hands across the table all during dinner, watched TV, cuddling with the curtains drawn, sitting in our nightwear. She was so warm and soft against me. The movie was soon forgotten as I unbuttoned her nightshirt. It wasn't on purpose, my hands just totally took on a life of their own. The smoothness and the heat of her skin was amazing, I couldn't keep my hands off it. She had the softest smile as she turned in my arms, pulling me into a kiss. We made out for an hour, our tongues having their share of play. I lowered her down on her back, trailing even more kisses down to her chin and neck before burying my face in her sweet, warm throat. She asked me to lower even further, so I did. She seemed to shiver from the breath between my halfparted lips and my tongue going across her taut, soft stomach. I undressed her waist and legs and ended up with my face across from her vagina, her soft, sweetscented vagina. Her clit sure was ready for me, hard against my pressing tongue. Bambi held my hair as I continued to nibble at it, it's such a tiny thing. It didn't take much place in my mouth, but I still managed a good long sucking job. Her voice seems stronger when she's passionate. She told me she loved me, loved me very much. I never get tired of hearing that. She got me down on the floor, straddled me and we 69'ed. I don't need to tell you how much a blowjob from the kid you love feels."

"By all means, give me all the details, I need it lying here all alone suddenly."

He was more than happy to continue.

"She showed no restraint, slipping her lips down my length as far as she could manage, sucking me off, just bobbing away in my groin. I tried thrusting, but she wanted full control so I stopped. Thank God she didn't. I was going all ' suck my dick, suck me'. Her pussy was starting to get real moist as I licked it. It seemed to last forever, my dick sinking in her sucking mouth while I simultaneously used my tongue in her cunt. Sorry, to be so graphic."

"I've heard worse from you know who. Come on, tell me more."

"Bambi learns fast, she even took a go at my balls, licking and trying the whole thing in her mouth, and I could only be just as eager, not that it took much. I used fingers in her hole while my tongue was busy on her tiny ruby. She squirms so much when you play with that thing. I had to get her off me as I was about to blow off in her mouth so I put her on her knees with her upper body in the couch, with myself on my hands and knees behind her. Her ass smelled so nice, even the tight little anus had only a slightly musky scent, so I licked and sucked away at her that too. Her ass was as tasty as anything else on her. It worked wonders, the stimulation everywhere had her coming on my tongue. Not very wet once again, but a little. I just lapped away like an starving kitten on her kitten."

"Cute."

"I thought so," he chuckled.

"Where's she now?"

"In my bed, sleeping next to me. After we'd enjoyed the feel and touch of eachother for a while we attempted fucking again. It worked; I got to make love to her, really make love to her, from first penetration to orgasm inside her. It took lots of patience, even at 13 it's something to get used to, and she's so small for her age, but we managed. Slow sex can be frustrating, but not with her, it was the sweetest sex I have ever had. I'm still reeling from it."

"That's not just the sex, it's called love, my friend. You're as smitten as can be and Bambi is someone you love so much it nearly hurts. Am I correct?"

"So very true. I looked at her for an hour before I called you and I won't stop until sleep takes me. She's so beautiful, with just a thin sheet covering her from the waist down, every second I look at her just makes me more crazy about her."

I laughed. He had so much to look forward to.

"I know how you feel, truly I do..."

We chatted a while longer like that lovesick puppies we were.

---

The next day I gave Shelley a credit card, the keys to the Ferrari and told her to go nuts.

"Just don't put me in the poorhouse," I told her.

"Mark, you don't have to do this."

"Hush now. Ingrid's looked forward to exploring LA with her Mom, you might as well do it in style."

"OK then. You coming with us?"

"Nope, I'll just stay here, we'll all go tomorrow, I've ordered dinner reservations at Spago tomorrow night."

"How about you, Anniken, wanna join?" she asked the girl.

Nope, she wanted to stay too. I'm pretty sure why too, lonely girl that she is. I managed to take Ingrid aside while her mother changed.

"Try to get Anniken to go, huh? You know what she'll want to happen and now that I've genuinely proposed to you..."

She shushed me with a finger on my lips.

"It's OK as long as it's only Anniken, Dad. Let her have fun with you if that's what she wants, I know it makes her happy and it means a lot to me to see her happy. We're really all she has except that dumb Dad of hers. It's OK. I'll send you an empty text on my phone when we're headed home so you won't be, uh, caught."

Is this child the best or what?

Anniken stayed.