Bringing Up Daughters Part II 

By LuvsItWet

Copyright @ 2009

Chapter 8


"Shit, he wants me to fucking wait until he gets home so we can fucking talk about it." Carol was standing at our kitchen door with a four page letter in one hand and a ripped envelope in the other. She had obviously heard back from her husband Will on his feelings about her having other lovers while he was out at sea.

"It's a little late to wait, don't you think?" Sandy said dryly from the sink where she was peeling potatoes for supper. She only had on her bikini bottoms. Partly because of her period and partly to hide the condition of her cute little ass.

It had been a rough night for Sandy. Tony hadn't left until nearly two and he had worked her over pretty good before he left. She had not been able to sit down all day.

We had let Tony and Pammy rest for a few minutes after their beautiful mating but then realized that our little girl had fallen asleep under the big guy. Sandy whispered to Tony to quietly ease out and off of his little conquest. For such a large man, he was surprisingly agile. Tony was able to extract himself from Pammy without waking her up. She was so sexy laying there sound asleep, her legs spread wide where the black man had just been. His pearly white jizm was just starting to roll back out of her hairless little cunt.

"Why don't you take her back to bed?" Sandy said to me. "I want to talk to Tony alone for a little bit." Sandy was pulling Pammy's pale little legs together to keep the fresh semen from making a mess on the couch.

I picked my sleeping daughter up in my arms and carried her back into her room. Tammy was sound asleep in her bed where Sandy had tucked her away earlier, so I was careful not to disturb her. Pammy whimpered when I lay her down but didn't awaken. I lay down beside her and gently shook her.

"Wake up, baby doll. Daddy wants you." I whispered in her cute little ear. I had been aroused since the good night kisses she and Tammy had given me and Tony in the living room earlier. And watching the big black guy fuck our ten year old had brought me to the boiling point. I felt like I was going to cum without being touched. I intended to give Pammy her second load of man cum for the evening. And soon.

I shook her again and Pammy opened her eyes as if confused. "Did I really... ? Did he... ? Where's mommy?"

"Yes you did. And he did. He fucked you. Uncle Tony fucked you good, baby doll. Mommy's with him now. Did you like it?"

"Uh hmm." She lisped. "I really liked it. It was wonderful. His tongue is so big, I couldn't get it all in my mouth. But I got his whole cock in me. Didn't I?"

"Yes, sweetie. You were a good little woman for him. Mommy and I are proud of you."

"Daddy, I'm all full of Uncle Tony's stuff. It's leaking down my butt."

"I know, honey. I saw when he pulled his cock out of you. Daddy would like to clean it up for you. Would you like to give Tony's cum to me?"

I didn't expect an answer and didn't wait for one. I slipped down and spread my daughter's little legs apart and pushed them up toward her shoulders, bending her little body up double. She smelled strongly of spent cum and male sweat. I started below the star of her little anus with my tongue. Scooping up the spillage.

I slowed for a minute at her wrinkled little butt hole to rim my little girl. She soon began to whimper loudly and I continued on to place my mouth over her open cunt hole. I sucked and she gave up her prize. It tasted deliceous. My baby moaned her climax into my mouth along with a sizeable wad of Tony's fresh cum.

I couldn't take anymore. I lunged forward and impaled her in a single move. On about the third stroke, my balls exploded their liquid up my urethera to replace what I had just sucked out of my little girl. I shared my mouthful of the black man's semen with Pammy as I groaned my completion into her.

We lay coupled together and I dozed off for a few minutes. I awakened in an uncomfortable position and with a full bladder. I uncoupled from Pammy and left her sleeping soundly. She was one well fucked little girl. She would rest well. I covered her and left.

I stopped by the bathroom to empty a couple of used beers and returned to the master bedroom to find some shorts and a T-shirt. I heard a commotion coming from the livingroom and walked to the end of the hallway where it opened out into the larger room.

I froze. There was a really bizarre scene unfolding before my very eyes.

Tony was sitting on one of our kitchen chairs in the middle of the livingroom. Sandy was face down and ass up across his broad lap. He gave her a hard slap on the already red upturned bottom. Really hard. She literaly bounced when he hit her.

"Tell me what you are, bitch."

"I'm a bad mommy."

"Yeah, and why are you a bad mommy?"

He was spanking her flame red ass with a steady rythm. His huge ebony pole was pressed up against his abdomen by Sandy's hip.

"Because I let my little girls get fucked." She had apparently told him everything.

Sandy's butt pumped up to meet Tony's big black hand each time it landed.

"That's not all. Tell me all of it, bitch."

"Because I help my little girls get fucked by big black men."

Sandy was sobbing loudly. Tears were streaming down her face. Tony had one arm over the top of her shoulders holding her down. That hand also held her little breast. He was crushing that nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He was hurting her in more ways than one.

"You like this, don't you bitch?"

"Yes. Oh, yes. Please make me cum. Please."

"What else makes you such a bad mommy?"

"I want my babies to have black babies."

"What about you, bitch? Do you want black babies too?"

With a groan, Sandy went stiff on Tony's lap. She bent backwards and gasped for air.

"YEESSS..." She screamed in climax.

I slipped back down the hall and went to bed. I thought Tony and Sandy would like some quiet time to come down from such an emotional experience. And I didn't know if my presence would be appreciated.

Sandy woke me about an hour later to share a very cummy kiss. "Tony just left." She said as she snuggled up to me and was soon asleep.

The next morning I awoke early and quietly got ready for work leaving Sandy to sleep off her night with Tony. I got the girls off to school and took Sammy over to Carol's for the morning. I was dragging my ass at work that day but lived through it.

I had just got home from work when Carol showed up with the letter from Will.

"We won't tell if you don't" I was all for supporting Carol in her infidelities. After all, I got a little pussy from her now and then. And Sandy got a lot. To say nothing of the five black guys that had banged that sweet little black haired fur pie in the past couple of weeks.

"Maybe if I fuck him, he'll be a little more understanding." My little redhead chimed in.

Carol laughed and said. "I sort of expected that since I've already spread my fucking legs for Tim."

Sandy was laughing as she walked past me on her way across the kitchen. I thought I'd have a little fun with her. I pulled her down in my lap. Or tried to. She cought herself with both hands on the table and spun away from me.

"What's the matter, honey? Don't like me today?" I deadpanned. Carol looked confused.

"My butt hurts."

"That's probably not all that hurts. Have you looked at your boobs today?" I replied.

The three of us looked down at Sandy's badly bruised breast. She cupped it in her hand.

"Kiss it better for me, honey."

Carol beat me to it. The peroxide blond had a thing for my little red head's tits.

I turned her lower body away from me and with my thumbs dropped her bikini bottoms to her ankles. Sliding to the floor on my knees, I kissed each of Sandy's black and blue ass cheeks.

Looking up past Sandy's slender torso and under her arm, I said to Carol. "Sandy has discovered she likes a little pain. And Tony likes giving it to her."

Sandy moaned. "I didn't know how much that could turn me on. I just hope I heal quick before the girls see me this way." She stepped out of her bikini bottoms and turned to show Carol her tattered ass.

Carol gasped and said. "I'm sure glad you didn't fucking let me take Tony to bed with me last night. I don't think I could take a fucking beating like that."

"We found something else out about Sandy last night, too. Didn't we Sandy?"

Sandy looked at me with a startled expression. She suddenly understood that I had watched the whole scene with her bent over Tony's legs.

"Sandy wants to have another baby. Doesn't she? Sandy wants to have a black baby. I think Sandy wants to have Tony's baby. Isn't that right Sandy?"

Carol and I had sat down across the table from each other and Sandy sagged to her knees on the floor next to the table with her face in her hands. Her head barely came to the top of the table.

"It's OK baby. I understand. Honest. We can talk about it." I knelt next to my wife and tried to comfort her with my arm around her shoulder.

"I'll leave you guys alone. I think you have some things to fucking talk about. I'll take the kids in my house with me."

As Carol stepped out through the back door, Sandy was wracked with sobs. I just held her close and let her calm down. After a few minutes, I pulled her to her feet and led her back to our bedroom.

I pushed her down in our bed and handed her a box of tissues. Sandy slowly started pulling herself together.

"I love you, Tim." She finally said quietly.

"I know you do. And I'm not upset that you might want to have another baby. We talked about it already."

"It's not that." Sandy replied. "If you heard me say that I want a black baby, you heard me say that I want the girls to get pregnant with black babies. I had no right to tell Tony that. He gets me to do crazy things."

"We all do crazy things sometimes, sweetheart. Don't be so upset. We'll take these things one at a time. OK?"

"OK."

"Now blow your nose and wash your face then go get the girls. It's about time for dinner."

Sandy gave me a weak smile as she got up off the bed and headed out to the bathroom. She would be alright.

"And anyway, some little black babies around here might be kind of nice." I said to her back.

My little red head turned and jumped into my arms and wrapped her naked legs around my waist in a surprisingly strong bear hug for such a small woman.

"That's why I love you, Tim Martin. You're kinkier than I am." She was laughing and crying at the same time.

During that next week, Sandy talked to Tony almost every day. She gave him daily updates on the condition of her sore ass. I heard her laughingly tell him that no matter how hard she begged, she didn't want another spanking that hard. She told me later that he had only promised not to spank her like that if she was never that bad again. I had a feeling neither one of them believed the other.

Sandy also kept Tony informed on the state of her menstual cycle--it ended Wednesday. And the permanent smile that had somehow mysteriously appeared on our oldest daughters face. Sandy and Pammy had now shared a black lover and a whole new level of bonding developed. I saw them giggling together like school girls more than once. I doubted seriously if we could put that genie back in the bottle. Or if we wanted to.

Friday was Tammy's ninth birthday and we had promised her dinner out, at a real restaurant, and a movie so a date with Tony had to be postponed again. Then Saturday, Tony had a prior commitment. He didn't say so but we assumed it was probably the blond officer's wife. He said he'd call Sunday afternoon if he could come down to our place for awhile but we didn't hear from him.

Monday night Tony called Sandy and they talked for over an hour. He even asked to talk to Pammy and she was on cloud nine. I don't know what he said to her but she was beet red when she handed the phone back to her mother. Later Sandy told me that he had told Pammy how much he enjoyed their time "together" and wanted to do it with her again soon.

Sandy was crawling the walls by Tuesday. Just coming off her period and all the hot talk with Tony had her at a low boil. When I got home from work that day, the house was empty and the note on the fridge said that Tammy and Sammy were next door. Sandy had taken Pammy with her up to Waialua as soon as the kids got out of school.

I grabbed a couple of cold beers and waded through the gardenia bushes to knock on Carol's sliding glass doors. She was puttering in the kitchen and the kids were all plugged into some afternoon cartoon show on TV. Carol welcomed the cold one and we went out onto her lanai to just vegitate in the cool breeze.

After a couple of minutes of silence, Carol dropped the bomb.

"What I want to know is why the fuck she took Pammy with her to go get fucking laid?"

I looked down at my beer and thought about it for a minute. I knew that sooner or later, someone was going to spill the beans. It might as well be me.

"Because Pammy probably wanted to get laid, too."

A quick intake of breath, then deathly silence. For about ten seconds.

"WHAT!?!?" She exploded. "YOU DON'T MEAN... ???"

The only time I ever heard Carol say something without a "fuck" in it.

I didn't say anything right away. Just waited for the storm to die down. Silly me.

"Are you fucking serious?" Carol wasn't cooling down a bit.

"You want another beer?" I said as I stood and turned toward the gardenias.

"Bring the whole fucking case, I think this is gonna be a long fucking evening."

I lugged what was left of the case of Primo that I kept on the bottom shelf of the fridge back though the shrubs. I figured we'd probably need it before I got our neighbor caught up on the very, very liberal lifestyle our little family had been living for the past few years.

Carol was still sitting at her picnic table. Quietly peeling the soggy label off an empty beer bottle. She looked at me oddly as she took a couple of beers out of the case I set on her table and took the rest into her kitchen. In a couple of minutes she reappeared with the empty box and dropped it on the edge of the lanai.

"Are you fucking serious?" She said again, as she sat back down.

"Yeah Carol, I'm serious. When Sandy and Pammy come home tonight-if they come home tonight-they will both probably have that "just fucked look" that we all like so much."

"That is so fucking nasty, so dirty, so sexy, so horny. I fucking love it."

"Sandy and I hoped you would understand. We don't want you to hate us, or the girls."

"Girls?"

Oops, oh well. Might as well get it all out in the open at once. I thought a picture might be better than a bunch of words. I stepped to the sliding door and opend it enough to call to Tammy. She appeared in a flash of red hair and freckles.

"Baby doll, come out here for a minute."

Tammy came to my side as I sat back down and put my arm out to her. She glanced at Carol and back to me.

"Give daddy a big kiss, sweetie." I said as I pulled her close.

Tammy didn't hesitate to give me her mouth. I covered it in a deep tongue probing kiss into her willing, open mouth. At the same time I snaked two fingers up into the leg of her loose shorts and past her little panties.

Her knees buckled as I probed up into Tammy's slot. I held her close with one hand on her lower back as I fucked up into her damp crotch with the fingers of the other. Her legs splayed to give me access. Tammy whimpered as I held her in a deep kiss and thrust deeply up into her core.

I held our embrace long enough to make sure that our audience had no doubt what we were doing. Then I pulled my fingers out of my daughter's cunt. Tammy sagged against me and her eyes were nearly closed. She had been surprised by my assualt and her passion had risen quickly.

I turned her toward the door and swatted her on the little butt. She looked at me over her shoulder and looked at Carol in a kind of royal sweep of her gaze. In about three steps she was back in the house. A child again.

I leaned over toward Carol and put the fingers that had just been up in my daughter's little pussy under her nose.

"Girls." I said.

"You are a fucking pervert." She said as she grasped my wrist and pulled my cunt wet fingers into her mouth.

To be continued...

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