(WARNING: This chapter contains sensitive subject matter. The subject matter may be triggering to most or some readers. Reader discretion is heavily advised.)

I've been a single father since my wife died when my little girl Samantha was four. I tried my best to raise her like a little girl. I'd like to think that I succeeded.
Her best friend, Elsa Jean was friends with Sam since middle school, I've watched that girl grow up. Her mother left her father for a better life and her father drank heavily when she turned fifteen to cope with the stress of his wife leaving and the fact that he had to raise a teenage girl by himself.

Elsa would spend more and more time with my daughter and us as a family. She's over so much she became like a second daughter. But more and more I've noticed her wearing long sleeve shirts, jackets even scarfs or sashes. I got a little curious and asked Sam keep an eye on her.

One night I was working on a couple sketches for work as I work for book publisher. And the girls were working on homework and after doing that they did their makeup, nails, etc.

As soon as I was finished, I checked on Elsa and Sam. I approached the door and heard them talking,
"Your lucky, Sam. To have a father like yours. One who loves you, and cares about you , would listen to you, and would spend time with you.
"Elsa. You can have the same relationship with my dad. I mean your over here so much." Sam giggled as did Elsa and I knocked on the door.
"Evening check." I smiled.
"Come on in dad." Sam said and I opened the door to see Sam and Elsa smiling.
"Finish your homework?" I asked.
"Yes dad." Sam replied.
"Want some food?" I asked them.
"Pizza!" Elsa and Sam said in unison making me laugh.
"Alright. I'll take care of it." I closed the door and called the closest pizza place and ordered a few pizzas and waited in my office and sent the sketches to my boss.

When the pizza arrived and we all finished eating our share. Which left one remaining. The girls went upstairs as I cleared the table and put away the last pizza. When I headed upstairs to bed, a loud pounding came to the front door followed by a drunken growling. I opened the door and the man pushed me aside and let himself in.
"Excuse me. Who are you and what gives you the right to barge in here like you own this place?" He looked at me.
"Where's Elsa?" He asked.
"Why do you need to know?" I asked in reply.
"I'm her father. Now where is she?" He asked getting madder by the second.
"Not here. Now I'm going to ask you nicely. Please leave my home." I told him but he went upstairs and went into my daughter's room. I ran after him and grabbed my switchblade from my pocket and when I entered Sam's room. He had Elsa by the hair. "Let Elsa go."
"This isn't any of your business." He growled.
"I won't ask again. Let her go." He looked at me and noticed a cold demeanor as I held the knife blade first, ready to toss it. Sam was worried about Elsa as the standoff between me and Elsa's father continued for a few seconds. He finally let her go and she ran to Sam as her father left. But not before I said, "Come near Elsa again. And you will regret it." I tossed the knife and it struck between his fingers. He looked at me with a mix of fear and anger as he ran off. I collected my knife, closed the door and returned to the girls. "Everybody okay." Elsa ran into me and hugged me tightly. "It's okay, Elsa. He's gone."
"Thank you, Daniel. Thank you so much." She cried happily.
"Your welcome, sweetie. Now let's all get to bed." I smiled.
"Right dad." Sam replied as I left the room as they got ready for bed.
I just went downstairs and locked up the windows and doors and headed upstairs to my room and got ready for bed.

In Sam's room,
"You okay Elsa?" She asked her friend.
"Yeah. I am. For the first time in a long time. I feel safe." Elsa smiled and before Sam turned the light off. "Your dad is perfect."
"You developing a crush on my dad?" Sam smiled.
"I don't know, maybe." She blushed. She and Sam giggled as they fell asleep.

The next morning I took Elsa to the police station along with Sam to file a report of physical abuse as she showed them marks and bruises on her arms, back, neck and legs. They filed the report and I filed a restraining order against her father. She opted to stay with us which I didn't mind.
But the moment she started to relax. Her dad appeared and forcefully took her from school and took her home. Sam made a mad dash home and told me everything. I asked her to give me Elsa's address, as I was going to get her and bring her home. Sam watched as I left for Elsa's old home and Sam called the police.

Meanwhile I'm rushing to Elsa's old home hoping nothing bad has happened to her.

I arrived at the address Sam gave me and I heard Elsa scream. I kicked the door down and ran up the stairs and found a door closed with light coming from the bottom of the door. I rammed into it and it fell open. I was presented with the sight of her father trying to take his pants off as she had her leggings and panties ripped off, I shot to my feet and tackled him to the floor and told Elsa to go. She tied her school jacket around her waist and ran out of there.
I picked up her father and belted him in the mouth, "Like picking on little girls. Try someone your own size." I punched him again and again. I could tell that he was drunk and losing steam and consciousness. I delivered one final left hook that turned him around and he fell onto Elsa's bed. The police arrived and arrested him for child endangerment, child abuse and sexual abuse. Elsa and Sam ran up to me as they hugged me tightly and didn't let go. Elsa more so than Sam. When we got home I gave the girls the last pizza and they went to bed early. I watched Elsa from the doorway as she slept. She had been through hell and then some. I decided I would talk to my lawyer about a couple things tomorrow and go from there.

A month later,
We were out to dinner and I had two manilla envelopes with different set's of documents. And I was really excited to see which one she'd choose. Elsa and Sam asked me what the envelopes were and I just told them they'd find out at home. After dinner and a nice walk. We returned home. I took the envelopes with us as we went inside. Then after the girls were seated. I explained what the manilla envelopes were for.
"These two envelopes are legal documents. Each containing a different one. Like." I held up the envelope that was marked A, "This one is adoption papers, if your interested in being part of our family, officially." She smiled as I held up the other envelope. "This one is for a later date in case you don't want to sign the adoption paperwork. I handed both envelopes to her and she opened the second envelope and was surprised to see what it had in it. In her hands in black and white was a marriage license, no signatures or date on it. I thought that since Elsa was 18 she could decide on her own what she wanted to do. And wasn't going to push her one way or the other.
Elsa looked at me and started to smile. "Well? Which one do you choose?" I asked.
"As much a as I want to be part of your family by having you adopt me. I would like to see where the second option goes. Eventually." She smiled.
"I'd say that's fair." I replied.

Over the next few months, the girls graduated and applied to colleges, and Elsa and I went on a date. Her first ever, and mine in quite a while.
I took Elsa to a nice Italian place and walked around the park even danced by the pond. But the moment we got to my place we didn't even hesitate as started tearing at each other's clothes and kissing each other passionately as we went into the living room, as soon as the last piece of clothing hit the floor, although I still had my jeans on. She pushed me onto the couch and got on her knees between my legs.
"Mmm, I've been aching to see what your packing," She started unbuckling my belt and started unbuttoning my pants, "ever since I walked in on you after your shower a few weeks ago and I got a little peek at it as you wrapped your towel around your waist quickly." She grinned as she pulled my pants down to my ankles. "But I did get a little peek." She smiled as she pulled my boxers down to my ankles and her mouth was agape as she looked at my semi hard twelve inch monster. She gently gripped my length and held it upright. "Fuck. I imagined that it was big, from the peek I got in the bathroom a few weeks ago. But I didn't expect it to be huge."
"I knew you'd be surprised or shocked." I grinned.
"I love it. And it's all mine." She grinned as she kissed up the underside of my cock as if savoring the fun ahead. Once she kissed the tip, she slid her lips over my shaft and took at least seven and a half to eight inches into her mouth and down her throat. She started bobbing her head up and along my length. Her hands stroking what she couldn't fit in her mouth, yet.
"God your mouth feels so good baby girl." I groaned as she started picking up the pace as she bobbed her head faster and harder, taking a half inch each time she went down on my length. I smiled as she pulled off my cock with a pop and spit excess saliva on my shaft as she stroked it.
"Your cock tastes and feels so good in my mouth baby. She kissed the tip as she slid my length into her mouth again and opened her mouth wide, as I ran my hands through her hair and gently gripped it before thrusting into her mouth and throat, occasionally holding her head down on my shaft, making her take the remaining two inches. She choked, coughed and sputtered before I let her pull her mouth off my cock with a pop and let the excess saliva drip on my length. "I want this inside me. Right now."
I pulled her up on top of me as I put my foot on my jeans and boxers, pulled them off, then rolled over, with me looming over her. I sat up straight on my knees, as she spread her legs wide, I lined up the tip of my cock to the entrance of her pussy and gently pushed it into her pussy and was stopped by her hymen. "Are you okay with me punching..." She reached up and pulled me down and kissed me.
"Do it baby, please. I want this." She begged. I pushed against the hymen until it tore making her scream in pain. I stopped She patted my back as if to say she was alright, so I thrusted nice and slow at first and slowly picked up the pace on my thrusts.
Soon the cries of pain were replaced with moans of pleasure and I was hammering away into her snatch, which squelched from every impact of my cock.
"Your really wet baby." I smiled as did she as we kissed.
"I've fantasized about this so many times since Sam introduced us, baby. Is that bad?" She asked worried about my response.
"No actually. It's quite a compliment." I told her with a grin.
She relaxed after I said that and kissed her neck and continued to rail into her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she arched her back as she moaned louder and louder to the point it would be considered a scream. And I could feel she was getting close to her first orgasm. And I was also close to mine. "Fuck me harder baby, I'm so fucking close!!"
Sat up on my knees, gripped her hips and just hammered into her harder, faster and deeper. Her breath caught in her throat as an intense orgasm ripped through her body as she came hard on my cock, drenching it in her juices and her inner walls clamped down on my length so hard that I couldn't hold out much longer. "Fuck baby. I'm real close. I'm not going to last much longer." I told her.
"Cum inside me baby. It's okay." She grinned as I leaned down and kissed her as I rammed into her a few more times before my cock pulsed and throbbed inside her as it fired rope after thick rope of my seed deep into her waiting womb. She moaned real loud as I filled her pussy up to the brim and some excess started leaking out between my cock and her pussy and when the last drop fell from the tip of my cock and into her womb. I kissed her as I rolled us over with me laying on my back with her laying on top of me. I grinned as I ran a hand up and down her back. She lifted her head up and smiled as I looked at her with a grin on my face as well. "That was amazing for my first time. And I'm glad my first time was with you."
I leaned up and kissed her, "And I'm honored to be your first time, honey. And we're just getting started." I smirked as she bit her lip. For the next five hours we had the most wild and passionate round that found us when it was all over caked in sweat with smiles decorating our faces as we laid in spoon position asleep.

Needless to say Elsa and Sam have been accepted by two local colleges and at least four national colleges. Harvard, Princeton, UCLA and Stamford. But they chose to attend one of the local colleges. Which was fun as Elsa and I would go on dates every other weekend. Some of them wouldn't end up with us caked in sweat with smiles decorating our faces, as she would usually go to the college library to study.
And on the 12th of August, the marriage license will be officially signed by us as I asked Elsa to marry me recently.
'And I said yes. Let's go baby. I'm starving.'
Okay. Well, got to go.

The End.