Brent, Male, 34

	- Narrator, father of Orchid, Dahlia's fiance

	- Tan white skin, 5'10, 175lbs, shoulder-length curly brown hair

Orchid, Female, 13

	- Daughter of Brent

	- Pale white skin, 5'8, 140lbs, mid-back length nearly-black hair

Dahlia, Female, 36

	- Mother of Lily, Brent's fiance, six weeks pregnant

	- Tan white skin, 5'9, 155lbs, 38D breasts, shoulder-length wavy brown hair, green eyes

Lily (Lilian), Female, 10

	- Daughter of Dahlia

	- Dark-tan skin, 4'6, 70lbs, mid-back wavy brown hair, dark eyes, Native American features

Maria, Female, 19

	- Employee at Maria's Guest House in Key West, six weeks pregnant

	- Mocha-brown skin, Latina, 5'8, 150lbs, shoulder-length dark-brown silky hair

We pulled up to the campsite before noon. The chatter from the backseat was excited and light, the girls enjoying getting to know each other. It was clear they were bonding, and I felt myself swell with pride that things were going so well despite the difficult complications that Maria introduced to our lives.

It was also clear that Orchid was drawn to Maria. Lily sat between them for the ride up the mountains. In the rearview, I saw my daughter frequently glance toward Maria, smiling at her. The dark-haired Colombian teen returned the glances, a dark blush sometimes making her face glow.

Lily was oblivious, it seemed, rarely pausing her excited remarks and her endless questions for Maria. Through the ten-year old's inquiries, I learned that the nineteen-year old lost her virginity at fifteen to another girl, dated a boy her age for a couple of years (“the only man I'd been with before Brent”), and her best friend was named Casey, the former roommate who was still attending the University of Miami.

Lily didn't talk about her first time, and I wondered what Maria would think about that when she eventually found out. I hoped it wouldn't change her feelings about things, though I'd never quite been able to completely let go of the feeling that Lily had been abused and now was playing out relationships that she'd have never been in otherwise, for good or for ill.

We pitched the big tent again, and while Dahlia and Lily got the air mattresses inflated and our beds set up, Orchid and Maria helped me unload the trailer. I got a fire going while Orchid led Maria down to the water, the girls quickly shedding their clothes and jumping in. I smiled to myself as I popped the top on a dark lager and pulled out containers of melon and hot dogs for lunch.

“Omph!” I exclaimed when Lily jumped into my lap, her back to me.

She was still wearing her tight jeans and shirt, wiggled her butt against me, said, “hi, Daaaaddy!”

“Mmm... hello, sweet Lily. Easy, I'll spill my beer.”

She giggled, said, “you know you love it!”

“True. Mmm...” My penis rose out from my jeans, the rough fabric keeping it from pushing against Lily's ass. “How about we eat some lunch and play later?”

Lily turned her face to me, pouted, said, “okay...” in a disappointed tone.

I laughed, slid my hand into the crotch of her jeans and rubbed her inner thighs. “Tell you what... how about I give my Kitty a quick petting so she knows I love her?”

“Yes!”

She leaned back against me and I unzipped her pants, slid my hand inside and cupped Lily's little sex over her panties. The ten-year old purred against me as I found her slit and stroked the thin folds through the fabric. She started writhing as I slid fingers under the edge of her underwear and rubbed her Mons.

I wrapped my other hand around her chest, let my palm massage the preteen's little breasts, her nipples pushing out her shirt. “Ohh... Daddy...”

Lily worked up quickly as I slid a finger into her tight vagina, found her entrance wet. I pulled my hand out and sniffed it. Lily's discharge smelled sweet and clean. I licked her juices and slid back into the ten-year old's pants.

I fingered her steadily, my palm rubbing circles on her clit. I looked down to the creek, saw Maria and Orchid low in the water, embracing, French kissing passionately.

I was so turned on that I whispered to Lily, “I changed my mind, Kitty. Daddy wants his little girl to take him inside her pussy.”

Lily giggled, panting. I slid her pants down and, holding her up with one arm, managed to unzip my slacks and pull my erect penis out with the other. Lily sat back down and I guided my dick into her tight little hole.

She laid back against me again and let me do all the work. With one hand, I stroked her clit, with the other, I moved her hips around, her hot young cunt slippery along my cock. I groaned as her little body made me tingle. I loved how Lily's tiny pussy milked me, sucked at me. It never failed to make me cum faster than I wanted.

I cast another glance back to the water. Orchid and Maria were still locked together, kissing, holding each other close. It was incredibly arousing to watch my thirteen-year old daughter with the Colombian teen.

Her clit strained in my fingers, her body shuddering on my lap. She made no sounds, just her breathing made it clear when she climaxed. I heard just a short, breathy grunt, then her body tensed and strained for long seconds as her vagina spasmed on my cock.

I unloaded inside her, semen rushing out of me as I convulsed and orgasmed. Pleasure pulsed through me as my cum flooded the ten-year old's pussy. I felt like I came a gallon.

Lily relaxed, breathing hard. I kissed her neck as my penis slipped out of her little hole, felt semen rushing out of her and dripping down my balls. “I love you, Kitty.”

“Love you, Daddy. Thank you!”

“Mmm. My pleasure. See what you do to me?”

“Uh-huh. It's all I ever want to do.”

I turned her head and shared a kiss before she finally climbed off my lap and ripped her clothes off, my semen running down her thighs. I righted my pants, wiped away the glob of sperm that had settled near the zipper.

I watched Lily race toward the water. Maria and Orchid broke their kiss, grinning. Lily leapt into my daughters arms and kissed her. I saw her talking excitedly, then both Maria and Orchid looked up to where I sat finishing my beer and recovering from my orgasm.

“That was so hot, Brent. I love watching her ride you like that.”

Dahlia walked up behind me and started massaging my neck with one hand. “I love to be part of it, always, but sometimes... I really love to watch, too. I hope you'll get me off later. That really got me going.”

She had a roll of toilet paper in her hand. The woman looked off to where the girls were splashing and laughing. “Seems Maria and Orchid are becoming quite smitten with each other.”

“No doubt. Talked to Lily about that at all? I don't want to interfer with it so long as they're enjoying themselves, but Lily's not quite part of that same relationship.”

“Not yet. I will, though. I'll keep an eye on it. If she starts to feel left out or jealous, I'll talk to her more. She loves Orchid. It's innocent, puppy love... well,” Dahlia laughed, “boy that sounds stupid, considering that puppy love doesn't include ramming a dildo up your crush's butt!”

I laughed with her, took the toilet paper, and headed over to the slit trench to relieve myself.

- - -

“Maria, would you walk with me a while?”

Dahlia's question hung a moment before the nineteen-year old looked up. I could see she wasn't sure what Dahlia wanted. “Um... yeah, of course.”

“I'll grab a bag, give me just a few.”

We'd eaten lunch just a bit earlier, sat together around the fire describing for Maria some of highlights of the area. Dahlia packed up a shoulder bag with water and snacks and motioned the nineteen-year old to follow her. “Be back after while, just going for a talk.”

I watched them stroll off and hoped that the two had a heart-to-heart that was open and honest and cemented Maria's place in our family.

Lily grabbed the toilet paper and skipped off to the trench, leaving my daughter and me alone beside the low-burning fire.

Orchid looked at me, serious expression on her face. “Everything ok, Dad?”

“Yeah. They just... need to talk, you know? Dahlia and Maria kinda need to work out a few things, make sure they understand each other before we decide for certain that she's going to move in with us.”

“Oh. Yeah... that makes sense. I really hope she does. I like her.”

I smiled at Orchid. “More than like her, I think.”

Orchid shrugged, “I dunno. I guess.”

“It's ok, Sweetie. It's good for you to try new relationships. Maria's a neat girl, and I think she likes you, too. Just... understand that there's more than just the two of you, ok? This is all... pretty unique, Orchid. Most people... hell, pretty much everyone else... doesn't deal with what we're dealing with. I love it, don't get me wrong. But it can have some challenges.”

“I know.”

“For instance, Maria and I... we love each other, too.”

“I know. That's ok with me.”

“And you love Lily.”

“Of course!”

“So just keep all that in mind when you're falling for Maria. Try to remember that we're all sorta jumbled up in our feelings for each other, and if you ever aren't sure or you feel jealousy or anger or anything that doesn't make you happy, talk to me, ok? We've always been good like that, Orchid. I never want that to change. I love you so much.”

She smiled and walked over to me, wrapped her arms around me. “I love you, Dad. This is all... exciting... all of it. I'm still excited by Lily, you, Dahlia. I can't believe it's real, sometimes. And now Maria... She's exciting... I get butterflies when I kiss her.”

I laughed kindly. “Like father, like daughter.”

“Do you still feel like that about Dahlia?”

“Yes and no. Don't get me wrong, I love her deeply, fully. I want her always in my life. But... Orchid, when you've gotten really comfortable with someone, got to know them, bonded closely... Maybe there aren't butterflies anymore, but it's almost better. I trust Dahlia to love me, to give me everything. Early on, it's hard to know for sure that someone won't break your heart, and part of the butterflies is the excitement of the unknown, the risk and the reward. Right now, we don't either of us know Maria deeply enough to know for sure.

“I think she's good for us, but we hardly know her, and part of that thrill, part of the butterflies, is being excited to find out for sure. Each time you kiss her, it just makes you believe in her a little bit more, and it feels great, right? Dahlia and I are past that, now. We're committed and trust each other. I look at her...” I gazed off, thinking of Dahlia's smile, “I just know how wonderful kissing and holding her can be... waking up next to her each morning. It goes beyond the butterflies to something much more amazing.”

Orchid was still hugging me loosely, watching my face. She had a warm smile on her face. “Thanks, Dad. I think I get it now. I'll remember that. I love you.”

She pressed her lips to mine and we shared a long kiss before Lily joined us and we headed down to the water to swim.

- - -

I was heading for an early afternoon nap when Dahlia and Maria came back to camp, hand-in-hand. Lily was downstream a bit with Orchid, teaching her to fly fish. I smiled as the women walked up. Maria cast soft eyes in my direction and headed down to find the girls.

Dahlia came to my side, took my arm. I asked, “care to join me for a nap?”

“Love to.”

We stepped into the tent and stripped off our clothes, the mountain air warm and still. We laid on top of the sheet, Dahlia resting her head on my chest.

“So... how'd it go.”

I heard the happiness in her voice. “My answer's a solid 'yes.'”

I kissed her forehead, asked, “so what happened?”

“We talked about everything, got it out in the open. My relationship with you, my expectations, and hers as well. How she felt about you and the girls. She's in love with Orchid. She didn't say as much, but I could tell. And with you, clearly in love with you. I let her know that I was open to sharing but that I needed to know that I could always trust you to be mine, to always support me and love me forever. I said I wasn't willing to let anything get in the way of that.

“She told me about her previous relationships. She's only had three real ones, and they were ok. She loved her boyfriend in high school, wasn't sure if she loves her friend Casey, the roommate from college, though she cares deeply about her. Maria's a little naïve about some things, but she's also really intelligent and talking to her convinced me we could make this work.

“Maria understood that you and I were going to marry, that we had to be very careful about what others saw outside of that, especially with Orchid and Lily. I asked her how she might feel if we had friends over and it wasn't going to be easy for us to show affection toward her.

“She admitted she didn't know, that it might be very hard not to be able to kiss you or hold your hand sometimes. She asked what we would tell people about her child. She recognized how strange that might be to admit to people that you were the father of my baby and hers. People would make that connection and perhaps think poorly of us.”

I kissed her forehead again as Dahlia caught her breath.

“We talked about the idea of telling people that you had adopted the child and we were both helping her raise it. She thought that would work, but she didn't like having to lie about it. I don't either, but we're going to face either lying or telling the truth. Neither path leaves me feeling comfortable.

“But she told me about how you'd treated her, how you made her feel so special and loved, even in just a short amount of time. She feels scared to be pregnant, wants you to be part of the baby's life. She really loves the idea of living with us, admitted that her attraction to Orchid was something she'd always wanted to experience, but never believed could happen.

“So, we agreed to talk regularly, at least once a week about all of this. If she'll keep being honest with me, with all of us, I believe this will work, Brent.”

“That... is wonderful.” I kissed her lips, tasted pussy in her mouth.

“And then we made love.”

“Mmm... I can taste her on you.”

“It was so wonderful. Maria's a giving lover. She ate me until I came twice, then fingered me to another, then sixty-nined me for a forth. I'm utterly worn out! I love... love eating her pussy, Brent. Love it.”

“Did you go up by the waterfall where you and I shared that time early on in our relationship?”

“Yes. It was romantic. Maria and I kissed for a long time, just touching. She makes me feel so connected to her. She's very sensual, soft, but not weak. I gotta admit, eating her pussy, knowing she was carrying your child... it got me off hard. God, I wish I weren't so sore or I'd mount you right now.”

“I accept rain checks from you any day. You know how much I look forward to any moment I can spend making love with you.”

“I know, believe me, I know...” Dahlia let out a long sigh, “things are going to change, Brent. I don't always know how, but they're going to change. Maria living with us, two moody pregnant women on your hands. A new house. Our wedding. Two babies soon after. Think you can handle all that?”

I was silent a moment. “All I'm certain of is that I'll do everything I can to make it all work out for everyone. I love you, Dahlia. No one else in the world gets me the way you do. I'll give my everything to make sure you are happy, and our daughters, and Maria, and eventually, our new children. You all deserve the best.”

Dahlia kissed my chest, relaxed, sighed again.

Maria poked her head in the tent, started to leave when she saw us cuddled together.

“Wait,” said Dahlia, “please... join us. We were just settling in for a nap.”

Maria smiled and entered the tent, shed her clothes in silence. She laid down next to me, put her head on my chest and kissed Dahlia's lips. Together, we said nothing more as the tender moment passed into drowsiness. Butterflies flew lazy circles in my stomach as two women I loved took comfort and found joy in sharing my life. Eventually, we fell asleep, our new relationship now resting on a more solid foundation.