Bringing Up Daughters Part II 

By LuvsItWet

Copyright @ 2009

Chapter 3


Sandy and I napped for for a few minutes then she got up to fix a late supper. While Sandy and the girls were in the kitchen, I asked our guest if the girls had been good to him. He reported sheepishly that they'd tried unsuccessfully to suck him off together but he had been all fucked out for the moment. It was the first time I'd ever seen the big guy almost cry. I consoled him with the promise that Sandy would probably be more than willing to give him a go as soon as his pump was re-primed.

Sandy put the girls to bed that night and they didn't put up any fuss. It was the first night in a long time that there was absolutely no sex play in the bath or bed. They even went down at the same time which was a rare event for those two little hellions.

Sandy, Reggie and I had a couple of beers and turned in early also. We were laying in bed with Sandy between us when I broached the subject of her growing feelings toward the gentle giant. She was slightly embarrassed that I had just blurted it out. Reggie quickly put that uncomfortable feeling to rest by pulling her to him in a deep tongue kiss and told her, loud enough so I would plainly hear, that he loved her too.

Sandy nor I mentioned the part about a black baby someday but I wasn't surprised when she laid his hand on her swollen belly and asked him to feel the baby kick. He shot a quick look at me and I just smiled and nodded. I think he knew then that his baby might be there in my wife's womb someday.

It was in the wee hours of the morning when Sandy shook me awake. She was facing me with Reggie up tight against her back.

"Honey, go get Tammy, please"

"Wha... ?"

"Honey, wake Tammy up and bring her into bed with us. I want to try something."

"And don't wake up Pammy." She cautioned as I sleepily made my way out of the bedroom into the hall.

I was able to just pick Tammy up from beside her sister and carry her to the livingroom. I shook her awake and got her a drink of icewater. While she was waking up I got a cool cloth from the bathroom and bathed her face.

In a couple of minutes, she was nearly wide awake so I led her back into our bedroom. Reggie was still pressed up tight to my wife's hard little butt. He wasn't moving, just lieing there. Sandy pulled Tammy up against her front and gave her a big hug and a kiss. With tongue.

"Honey, I want Reggie to cum into her like you did for her birthday. OK?" Sandy asked me over her daughters shoulder.

Looking down at Tammy she said, "I don't want you to feel left out, baby." "Uncle Reggie has cum in me and in Pammy. Would you like for him to cum in you too?"

Silly questions. With approval from both eight year old Tammy and me, Sandy took control.

"Ok, guys, out of bed for a minute." Sandy ordered as she raised her top leg to release Reggie's cock. As his long black tube slipped wetly out of my wife, I got a hint of what had probably been going on. Sandy and Reggie had been quietly fucking when the subject of the girls had came up. One thing leading to another and Sandy had got the horny idea to include Tammy.

With Reggie and I out of the way, Sandy turned Tammy onto her back and pulled one of her legs up over her swollen belly to rest on her naked hip. She then pushed Tammy's other leg out to the side and held her close with one arm around her little shoulders. Spreading Tammy's pink little flower with two fingers of her other hand, Sandy signaled Reggie forward into our little daughters splayed saddle.

Reggie's huge black form quickly hovered over my two ladies. Tammy's little face barely came up to his chest. Her mother's face came up only slightly higher. Sandy managed to stretch up to Reggie for a deep kiss.

"Honey, help Reggie." "Help him like I helped you." I knew exactly what she meant.

I had never touched Reggie's penis before but was not put off by the thought. I just never had the occasion. It was a very strange sensation. His cock, still wet from its recent place in my wife's cunt, was much heavier than I would have expected. Although fully erect, it hung down heavily between Tammy's widely spread little legs. I also wasn't ready for the feel of the loose skin that softly covered the large rigid shaft beneath.

With Sandy holding our youngest daughter's pussy lips opened, I led the end of our black friend's cock up tight to her tiny opening. We all four moaned at the first contact. I had the best seat in the house and it was breathtaking. The color and size contrast, as well as feel of the large cock in my hand, was almost more than I could take. I was breathing as hard as either of them.

I began to slowly stroke the black cock back and forth. On the back stroke, Sandy's fingers could be seen at the side of the joining of Tammy's pink labia and Reggie's dark purple meatus. On the fore stroke, Reggie's long, slack foreskin piled up over Sandy's fingers and spread out to completely cover the bright pink of my daughter's wide open vagina. I had one hand on Reggie's back at the top of the crack of his ass and by pressing down gently I could increase the firmness of his connection to our daughter. He was much too large to enter her, but the head of his cock did flare out to help form a tight seal.

Whispers drew my attention toward the head of the bed where Reggie had eased his shoulder down to one side and Sandy had raised up to meet him in deep tongue sucking kisses. Poor little Tammy was lost somewhere in the middle. Our large black friend was holding the weight of his lower torso up off her with his knees and Tammy was panting loudly in the heat of the moment. No complaints were coming from her.

I continued to stroke Reggie's cock up against Tammy. I quickly learned that by using a somewhat tighter grip, I could get a corresponding tightening motion from his hard ass cheeks. Speeding up and tightening at the same time set up a short, firm fucking rythm.

"Sandy, hold his balls." I directed.

Sandy quickly shifted her hold from her daughter's cunt to gently cup her lover's large cum filled testicles.

That was about all it took. Just a few more firm stokes and I felt Reggie's butt harden and his back arch. I pulled his foreskin down as far as it would go to help seal up our little girl and felt that big thing buck in my hand. I could almost hear the semen rush down the length of the long straight vein that ran along the bottom of his cock. I held him firmly in place while I could feel Sandy sqeezing his ball as though to milk him into Tammy. At about the same time as I felt the second major pulse down his cock, I heard the groan of Reggie's completion as he almost screamed it out into Sandy's throat.

I held firm and not a drop of Reggie's pearly liquid escaped around the seal. After four or five pulses, I could feel a slight softening in my hand and a bend formed in the middle. Reggie was done. Sandy felt it too and shifted her hand back to Tammy's crotch to now close her up to trap the gift she had just been given.

I released Reggie's cock and sat back on my heels. Reggie slowly raised himself up onto his knees and then up off the foot of the bed. He was sweating hard and glistened in the light from the lamps on the matching nightstands. A long string of residual semen dropped to the carpet.

Sandy still held Tammy close to her and now had one hand locked tightly to her daughter's crotch. Mother and daughter both had euphoric looks of complete satisfaction. This had been a successful bonding experience for them that only improved their already loving relationship. Her little girl was growing up.

Sandy looked up at me saying, "Get me a stocking out of my undy drawer."

As I got up and moved to the dresser, I heard her tell Tammy to close her legs and hold them tight. Reggie had left the bedroom and I heard the shower turn on.

I dug around and came up with a pair of seldom used nylons, still a bit mystified about their part in our little scene.

My unasked question was soon answered when Sandy quickly discarded one stocking and rolled the other one up as though to put it on. She did. On Tammy. Catching both of her little feet, she rolled the one stocking up over both of Tammy legs binding her thighs tightly together like a little mermaid. Ingenious.

"There, that'll keep most of the cum from leaking out."

"Tammy, mommy wants you to keep Uncle Reggie's cum in you all night. OK?" Sandy eagerly told her daughter.

"Um huh. I like his stuff in me."

"I know, baby. So do I, so do I."

I carried Tammy back to her bed and tucked her in with her sleeping sister. Knowing that Tammy now held a full load of man cum way up inside her excited me. That she was even then absorbing our black friends seed into her system was a hot thought. I didn't resist when Tammy leaned up on her elbow and took my hardness in her mouth. In the dim light from the door my daughter made quick work of a wonderful blowjob for her daddy. I pushed up against the opening to her thoat and shot my juice straight into her stomach. My girl was now lovingly filled at both ends.

When I returned to our bedroom, Reggie was just coming out of the bathroom. We giggled about what we had just done and then the three of us collapsed like cordwood in our bed, sated for the moment. Sleep came quickly.

I was wakened by Sandy crawling over me to get out of bed. It had just started to break day and the real world had intruded on our little Eden. Work day for me, school day for the girls, and fly away day for Reggie. Sandy was the glue that would hold all that together. She'd take me to work, return and wake the kids. After getting them ready and scooted out the door, she'd probably fuck Reggie at least one more time and get him to Hickam before noon. Busy girl, my wife.

While I was in the shower, Sandy slipped into the girls' room and removed the stocking off Tammy's legs without waking her. She quietly eased into the foggy bathroom to show me that her plan had worked. There was just one tiny crusted spot of Reggie's cum on one side of the filmy nylon. Our baby girl had absorbed a full load of semen from our large black friend.

Again Sandy was dreamy from time to time after our long weekend with Reggie. She really missed the big guy. I took some very revealing photos of her and had them developed at a little photomat over in Honolulu for her to send in a letter to him. We discussed several times, the possibility of her having a baby by Reggie some time in the future. It was just what-ifs but got both of us hot and seemed to ease her longing for her black lover.

The girls went back to just being little girls. We would take one or the other into our bed now and then, maybe once a week, and play sex games with them, but mostly they played with dolls, did homework when forced, and played with the neighborhood kids.

We moved into a larger, three bedroom apartment over Thanksgiving weekend and retrieved all of our stuff from storage. The girls had liked sharing a bed but were happy to get back to their old beds. I didn't stack them as bunkbeds this time but left them as twin sized beds on each side of the room. Our girls were growing up and wanted a more adult sleeping arrangement. We bought a nightstand and lamp for each of them to complete the sense of ownership they each had to their side of the shared room.

The spare room was going to be the nursery for the new arrival and all three of my girls spent hours fixing it up. We had to buy a new crib since we had given away the one we used for the girls. My vasectomy had ruled out further need for it, we had prematurely thought.

The holidays and Sandy's advancing pregnancy rushed upon us over the next few weeks. Sandy's mother came for Christmas and planned to stay through January to help with the girls and the new baby. She's a great old gal and as mothers-in-law go, was a joy to have around. Sandy got her very liberal attitude from her mother but I had never went further with her than some good natured flirting and a few off-colored jokes.

We cautioned the girls to be careful of what they said around gramma. She probably wouldn't appreciate some of the things we had let go on in our house. And to keep their clothes on. Something that was helped by the coolness of the winter months, even in Hawaii.

Christmas was fun, the girls were at just the right age to really get into the gift giving festivity mood. Mele Kaliki Maka. Gramma spoiled everyone. The new baby even got a lot of new stuff.

New Years eve was a quiet at-home celebration. Sandy was getting so close to baby day that we needed to stay near the phone, the car and the overnight bag. Plus, she was so large and so uncomfortable that we all just waited on her like a queen bee. She went to bed that night before nine leaving me and mom to put the girls to bed and see the new year in alone.

I opened a bottle of Champagne just before midnight for a toast. Mom and I were sitting at the kitchen table working on the second glass of bubbly.

"Will the baby be black?" Out of nowhere. Straight faced, no warning. I was too stunned to speak.

"I know you had a vasectomy after Tammy, so I know it's not yours."

"Is it going to be black?" She repeated.

"Pammy showed me the pictures she got from her little friend down in the Philipines. And she told me that his daddy is her mommy's boyfriend. I put two and two together..."

I finished my wine and poured us another glass while deciding how to handle this. I would have rather Sandy did it, or at least was with me when I did. But the subject couldn't be avoided and Sandy wouldn't be in any condition for a battle for weeks. Before I could say anything my mother-in-law lowered the pressure.

"It's OK, it really is. You know I'll love it like any of my other grandkids. I was just curious."

With not just a small amount of relief, I assured her that the baby would not be black. And confirmed that it was not mine but was fathered by a friend of ours in Norfolk. I explained that we had wanted another child and he had agreed to help us out. All true. I didn't go into the swinging, Sandy's yen for other men and falling in love with Dave. I also made no mention the girls involvement. Those were parts of our lives that Sandy could divulge to her mother later if she wanted. I just told her that Reggie was a very good friend and left it at that.

"Are you all right with the baby being someone else's?" She asked.

"It was my idea, mom." Another truth.

To be continued...   If you like my story, drop me a line.  luvsitwet_99@yahoo.com   I need the strokes to keep stroking.  ;-)
