"I want two cocks in me, yes, I want two cocks in me. What I want more, than anything else, is two cocks in me," Ingrid was chanting, to the tune of the Popeye theme as she skipped towards us, Bambi right behind her.

I wanted her to get her wish, I really did, but Andrew was probably more interested in Bambi right now.

"If your cock is anything like the rest of you, it must be so beautiful," she told him, with one of her more charming smiles.

She had a point with Andrew being incredibly well toned, muscles on his arms and a clear six pack. Bambi heard none of this of course and Andrew was at a loss for words to answer my little minx, his eyes drawn to Bambi as she took a graceful dive into the smooth surface of the water. I couldn't stop looking at her either, the amazing, perfect globes of her ass flashing in the sunshine as she dove and surfaced.

"You two aren't the only ones with a view," Ingrid said, glancing at our very active crotches.

I was surprised how patient she had been since they arrived, but knew it could not last forever. Suddenly, she was flirting outrageously, coming onto both of us relentlessly, drawing the attention of Bambi as well. God, I hoped this wouldn't get ugly. But Bambi seemed more fascinated and surprised than angry as her new friend 'accidentally' bumbed into us men's bottoms and groins. Ingrid turned to me, hand on my chest, my hand going to her hip. We kissed, slowly and tenderly. Bambi came out of the water, breathtaking in her nudity, slowly stepping towards her man until she was glued to his side. The girl was pretty much speecless as Ingrid sank down on her knees in front of me, pulling at my swimwear. This was beyond the hugging and affection Bambi had been a part of so far. I restrained Ingrid, both a little nervous and embarrased. But my angel was not to be stopped when she was in this mood. Bambi looked at us.

"You two...uhm...actually have..." Bambi said in her half voice.

"We fuck yes," Ingrid signed to her.

"Ingrid!!! Jesus," I said. "Don't overwhelm this girl."

Ingrid mixed signing with words to explain.

"Bambi, I love Mark and he loves me, he'd never hurt me, we have sex because I want to. I'm not abused or molested, but willing. You can never tell anyone, I'd die if I lost Mark."

"I wouldn't," was all she said.

I was still hard as a rock, straining the fabric of my swimwear to the max. All thoughts went right out the window as Ingrid was all over me. My hands roamed across her sleek back as Ingrid grasped my butt, enjoying the feel of eachother.

Bambi looked up at Andrew, then down to his shorts, the massively tenting shorts. Curiosity got the best of her and she let her hand feel the hardness of him. God, Andrew groaned, then desperately drawing in his breath as she tugged at the lining of his shorts, exposing his penis to her young eyes for the first time. His shorts dropped and he stood before her in all his masculinity. He took her delicate hands, gazing into her eyes.

"I love you," he mouthed. "More than anyone will ever love anyone. You don't have to do this, I'll love you forever and ever, no matter what."

She smiled so softly at those words. Not only that, but she got emotional, it was so obvious how much his desperate love for her was reciprocated. Such an adorable couple, it was enough to melt the coldest heart.

I turned Ingrid around, getting her butt against me. I pulled her hair aside and kissed her neck, making a chain of kisses along her smooth, sweet skin. My lips came to the side of her throat, felt one of her arteries throb with her strong pulse, faster now and faster still.

Andrew was down on his knees, shorts around his ankles, mouth clamped onto Bambi's right nipple, hands cluthing to her perfectly sculpted ass. How he must have been enjoying his first taste of her, mine of Ingrid was as clear to me as it was back then. Bambi surrendered to him, eyes radiating lust and total trust.

My knees met the tile too, Ingrid's smaller butt in front of my face, tongue slobbering all over those round mounds. The four of us went to two chaize lounges that was side by side, two men in serious heat behind the love of their lives. I took my swimwear off before my erection broke the fabric. Andrew's cock throbbed and jumped as he lowered his lady down on her back. My hand was on top of Ingrid's head, pushing down. Women would have felt treated like a piece of meat, but not my Ingrid, she sat down in a flash, face to face with my constant visitor to her every orifice.

"Oh, God. God, my sweet. Would you suck me? Please?"

Ingrid looked at me with the most mischiveous grin on her face. Shit, I was about to be teased unmercifully. My girl kissed me, through my pubes, at the bottom of my shaft, my balls.

"Beautiful. Perfect. Everything I had dreamed and more," Andrew was telling me as his long fingers were trailing his own underage girlfriend's perfect legs as his nose pushed at her immature slit. He stroked her so gently, enjoying every smooth, silken inch, his probing prompting Bambi to open her legs, whimpering at the feel of him at her so far untouched private place. Andrew raised his head, looking back and forth between her flushed face and somewhat puffy cunt. Jesus, she was a majestic sight.

Watching this did not help matters with Ingrid not getting going on her blowjob. Sometimes, just sometimes, she could be such a bitch in her enjoyment in torturing me.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh," Bambi interrupted my thoughts, repeating the word endlessly as Andrew started serious work in her vagina. His face pressed against her without pause, eating her delicate flower, licking, sucking, gently at first, but eagerness took over until he went at her like a demon. What sweet sounds she made in that halting voice of hers. First time sensations are the best thing going and her first culliningus was delivered by a man who'd wanted to and dreamt of it night after night for ages. His passion cooled a little and his gentleness returned, he slowly had fun with her clit.

"Andy, Andy, my special Andy," she cried.

No one ever called him that.

"Time to suck, Ingrid, I'm begging you," I told her, I couldn't take it anymore.

She obliged. Thank God.

Her hands gripped my ass like a vice and she sucked, did she ever suck. Her bobbing head and the sight of Bambi made me react like a schoolboy with his first blowjob. I lasted 30 seconds.

"Aaaaaaaahhhh! Of fuck. Fuck!!!" I was coming hard, wet spunk flling her mouth, oozing around my cock.

"Damn, you weren't supposed to come that soon," Ingrid complained.

"Think of it this way, hard again I'll last that much longer when I fuck you."

That placated her in a hurry. We cuddled and spooned as we watched the first time lovers.

"If you wanna get laid that is."

The 'duh' look on her face as she looked back at me was priceless.

"Bambi should have been a man, then the 3 of you could gangbang me, imagine the fun the four of us could have then."

Even Andrew was distracted by the comment. "Is this kid for real?"

I had to chuckle. "I know she sounds like a character from some perverts wet dream, but she's all too real."

I ran a hand over Ingrid's hip, slowly down her bare thigh, my cock hard again due to trailing my baby's oh so smooth child skin.

On the other lounge, Bambi had her first orgasm. If deaf people can shout then she shouted, her face contorted in joy, eyes literally sparkling in the Beverly Hills sunshine. Andrew sat up, looking at her with a smile, looking very proud of himself. She waved her lover back for more and he wasn't about to argue. Got hooked fast didn't she? Bet she didn't exect all this when she left her house. Andrew stroked her head to toe, getting used to the texture of her, the contours of her, nose going the same places his hands had to enjoy the smell of her. When he gave her what she wanted, she climaxed pretty quickly, trashing wildly, toes curling. He sat up again and she sat next to him, looked at him, kissed him, caressing his penis. Her inexperience showed as her strokes weren't tight or fast enough. Getting up she stood in front of him, nearly making me gasp, she's that fucking perfect, especially those shapely buns. She reached out, traced a finger along the edge of Andrew's perfect V, down into his neat bush and towards his penis again, which was still at rapt attention. It was at least half an inch longer than mine and a little slimmer.

"That's one perfect cock," Ingrid said.

His balls hung low, with decent sized stones down in the sack. Without another word Bambi devoured every precious inch of his penis, surprising all of us. Inspired by Ingrid I presumed.

"She'll never want it to leave her mouth," Ingrid said.

"Ahhhhhhh. Damn. She sucking me! Bambi is sucking me, Jesus."

Andrew kept on moaning and groaning as Bambi did her best. She nicked him with her teeth once, but Ingrid straightened her out. She got more careful, her cheek bulging with cock. Ingrid crouched down next to them and urged Bambi to play with his surprisingly smooth balls. She let the dick out of her mouth and it was coated with spit as Bambi jacked it slowly, her tongue starting to flick out at Andrew's balls. Ingrid's idea again.

"Mmmmmh. My balls, oh, God, my balls, have her take them in her mouth, Ingrid. Oh, please."

But no one knew better than Ingrid how to drive you mad. She's such a natural tease you just wanna facefuck long before she lets you. She had Bambi play with Andrew for quite some time, only giving his sack gentle licks and kisses, massaging the cock maddeningly slow.

"Please, no more, suck my balls or stop, I can't take any more torture," Andrew said.

Now I knew that was a lie, nobody wants a girl to stop until after the orgasm hits, trust me. Bambi now took his cockhead in her mouth, using one hand rubbing Andrew's balls.

"Ingrid, please, I'm dying here," Andrew begged.

I pulled my girl across my lap, my fingers finding it's way to her buttcrack, pressing for entrance. It sank in deep. We watched the show again as I fingerfucked her magnificent anus.

Bambi took full control, sucked her lips onto Andrew's testicles, drawing one of the stones in her mouth. His second stone followed the first and Bambi slurped away at it, really getting into the groove of things. It went on for a while, as Andrew got louder and louder..

"Holy shit! She's amazing. God, I hope she never stops."

There was no stopping. Her stamina was surprisingly strong as it went on and on. I looked at her butt where she stood on her knees. The anus could be seen and it looked impossibly small. What a tight fuck it would have to be. She took a few breaks to lick at Andrew's shaft and eventually the man reached his peak.

"I'm coming!" Andrew yelled in a deep growl, unloading in her pretty blond hair.

Ingrid was humping my knee, her soft, round buttcheeks thrusting as she watched Andrew's orgasm. It was like someone ran over a New York firehydrant.

"Did I do good?" Bambi asked. The childlike, innocent curiosity made the question somewhat obscene.

Andrew fell down on the lounge, drawing for breath. Taking his sweetheart on top of him.

"You did amazing. I can't believe you did that. Thank you, you were very good, want me to lick you again?"

Good for him, keeping the momentum going and if anyone deserved an award it was her. Smiling, she climbed higher and sat on his face. That time, she squirted for the first time and he lapped it up like the sweet candy it was.

Ingrid, in the meantime, was ready to be fucked. I spooned her and put my cock to her and soon her vaginal walls were squeezed around my entire length. The other two was watching us from their own spooning position. Any squeamishness about Ingrid and me apparantly vanished with Bambi's orgasms. I was slamming up inside Ingrid's cunt, fingering her clit and my baby cried out in passion. She wasn't the only one having her clit fingered as Andrew did the same for his girl, minus the fucking.

"I'm too scared, Andy, I can switch with Ingrid if you want," Bambi suggested.

Then she looked embarrased at being so brazen. But there was no condemnation in this company so that was what we did. I don't think any description could possibly do Bambi's softness justice. Her taste, her smell, was everything you could hope for and more. I groped her perfection everywhere, saving her cunt for last, lowering my lips to her swollen clit.

On his end, Andrew had Ingrid under him, fucking her slowly as I tonguefucked Bambi, our moans and groans filling the summer air. Eating Bambi was just as rewarding as it was with Ingrid, I even got to taste her juices, but after that she was totally wasted. So she watched the other two from her new position on top of me as I groped her supple assflesh the whole time.

Ingrid got Andrew on his back too and straddled him, crack resting against penis. Lowering herself further she attepemted to have her ass yield to his bulging head. Slam. Ingrid shoved the rest of her ass down hard.

"Jesus! Your ass is, mmmmhhhhh, incredible."

"I've never managed this before," she told him, but rode him anyway.

She was actually doing it, riding cock with her little sphincter and not stopping. It was a slow ride, but a ride none the less. Andrew's boyish balls slapped against her tender ass repeatedly. The sight was more hot than I could tell you. The slow session continued.

"Ingrid, you have such a great ass, ride me, it's so nice."

She did eventually give up, but it was more assbanging than she'd ever had before.

"Both of you try me, maybe your cocks rubbing together in the same tight spot will help me come."

So, she finally wanted to try two cocks at once. I wasn't sure it would happen, not knowing how much Bambi would wanna watch. But, though she weren't ready herself, Ingrid fascinated her. I couldn't blame her, kids weren't used to young girls like my Ingrid.

Andrew switched to Ingrid's vagina. I looked down on them and I couldn't see how I could possibly get in there too. But Ingrid urged me on and I grabbed a solid hold of her hips and pressed forward. My head entered, but it was such a tight squeeze. Ingrid grunted too and I knew it hurt.

"Don't give up now," Ingrid said as he felt me start to pull back.

"I'm hurting you, babe, I can hear it."

"So did my first time and look at me now. Come on, go ahead."

I don't know how, but a few minutes later Ingrid had a combined 14 inches side by side inside her pussy.

"This gotta hurt," Andrew said. "And don't deny it, it's written all over your face," he finished.

"Let me just get used to it, pain always passes."

She sat there for awhile before she asked for some fucking. Andrew and I couldn't possibly thrust at the same time, so I began. Having her pussy around me and Andrew's cock rubbing along my shaft was heavenly and a tad creepy. I fucked Ingrid slowly for a while before stopping so Andrew could have his turn.

"You're fucking incredible," he said to Ingrid in admiration.

She fell down on Andrew's chest, breathing heavily and I made an attempt to move alongside him. It took some doing, but we managed to work up a soft, silken and satisfying rhythm together. I pulled out as he pushed in. This had a cock constantly entering Ingrid and soon her breath was coming in small gasps, so I knew it was time to end this. I told Andrew to stay still and I went at it alone, as I could finally feel an orgasm approaching. Burying myself to the hilt I send a river of my mancream up her cunt.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming," I cried out.

My cock shrank and fell out, unlike Andrew, who was starting his own thrusts towards orgasm. I watched him slam into Ingrid, their skin slapping loudly together. He pulled out to shoot and his sperm shot all over Ingrid's wide open kitty. My semen was coming back out with nothing left to block it. Ingrid's entire pussy was covered in jizz by the time it was all over.

"That was amazing! Ingrid, you take my breath away," Andrew was telling her.

Nothing pleases her more than compliments on her sexual prowess and this time she actually blushed. Then she sent him back over to his girlfriend so she wouldn't end up feeling lonely among all this.

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We never did go to Magic Mountain as our visitors wanted to get maximum mileage out of their time alone away from prying eyes. They were pretty much attached at the hip for the rest of the day, making up for months and monts and months of unattained desire, constantly touching each other, holding hands and hugging, so much hugging they could have published the Hugging Sutra by the time the day was done. Andrew was bouncing with happiness, his appetite for Bambi's body insatiable, not an inch of her went without attention, her boyfriend's hands and lips was like a tourist with her in the role of the earth. Ingrid and I saw them everywhere on the property, lips locked with both gentleness and passion. Bambi clearly revelled in the unrestrained attention, finally having the man she cared for so much able to give her his love without reservation. In addition to affection, things got pretty passionate again between them too. No fucking, but Andrew brought her so much pleasure, her vagina and butthole invaded with his long tongue, taking her through a veritable storm of pleasurewaves; orgasms that rocked her quiet little world.

"I love you, Andy," became a mantra, delivered in her soft voice again and again.

Not that Ingrid and I were any better, with our own freedom in this paradise coming to a close with the eminent arrival of her mother. We did our best to match the passion of the other two. Though Bambi did not yet feel ready to be penetrated, Ingrid sure was, wearing me out. I think what Ingrid wanted most was for Bambi to see the joy fucking could bring a girl their age, inspire her to give Andrew that opportunity sooned rather than later. Bambi was an avid viewer of Ingrid's exploits and I too hoped she was left inspired.

Even the most special of days must eventually end. Darkness descended and two girls were nodding off on the extra large chaize lounge, wrapped naked in eachothers arms, bathed in the moon's pale luminescence as we men looked down on them. Even the California night got colder without being wrapped in the legs and soft curves of our underage lolitas, their warm skin against our own, so for the first time since we got naked did we get dressed. The children staggered to their feet and got dressed too. Is there a sadder sight than girls putting close ON?

We said goodbye to eachothers girls. Andrew was unable to thank Ingrid enough for the assistance in the end of Bambi's inhibitions, we all knew she did most of the work in the two frustrated sweethearts sexual progress. Hugging Bambi goodbye was very pleasant, we'd all showered during the day and she smelled devine, body so soft under her clothes as she hugged me hard, so very grateful for my part in her day with her grown boyfriend. Then they were gone.

Could you believe Ingrid still wanted to be made love to before going to sleep? Well, for once I was an adult.

"No, we will not. Ingrid, you're obviously sore and you can barely walk straight, you've had enough for one day."

"Yeah, I guess so. Spoilsport," she said petulantly, but with a smile. I just had to laugh. She tried to take advantage of that.

"No. Leave me alone or find your own room you crazy girl."

We cuddled, shared one kiss, slept.