Bringing Up Daughters Part II 

By LuvsItWet

Copyright @ 2009

Chapter 14


In our twice weekly calls, Sandy was always complaining of horniness. She had been used to getting sex several times a week with several different people. Mostly black men. Staying with her grieving mother had really been confining for her. No chance to even go out on the town and get laid.

"I think it would be a good idea for mom to come home with me for Christmas again this year."

Sandy's mom had spent Christmas with us the previous year and stayed on to help when Sammy was born. That year had just flown by. It was the second week in December and we needed to make plans or we would spend another lonely holiday apart.

"Mom's settling down and it would be good for her to get away. I don't think she can take much more sympathy."

"And honey, I'm not horny anymore." Sandy said cryptically.

"How? Who?" Sandy had met someone.

"I'll tell you when I get home." Was all she would reveal over the phone.

Sandy had tickets on TWA for her and her mom by the next morning. Pammy and Tammy were walking on air. They were sick and tired of tuna and macaroni caseroles. Three times a week.

I finally met the mysterious Will. The hubby of the gal next door. We hit it off right away. We actually knew several people in common and both liked to drink a beer or five together after work.

Carol asked me not to say anything about all the goings on that had been going on while he was deployed. She wanted to break the news to him gently that she had developed an intense lust for outside cock. Devon was laying low for the time being. Couldn't blame him.

A couple of days after meeting her black husband, Carol slipped through the gardenia bushes while he was taking a nap. She had fucked him and he had fallen asleep.

"Eat me Tim, please eat me. I didn't fucking cum yet." Carol said as she hiked her muumuu up around her waist and plopped her butt down on one of our kitchen chairs. Spreading her legs. Her black bush was wet and messy.

It was Saturday afternoon and I had sent the girls off earlier to the park with Greg at Carol's request so she and Will could have some together time. Fuck and nap was more like it.

Not being one to pass up eating a used pussy, I was Johny-on-the-spot. I went to my knees like I had been hit behind the ear.

It didn't take much. Her old man had Carol pretty wound up. She was only one black cunt hair from going into convulsions. And she did. I was afraid the bleached blond was going to wake up the resting hubby and I would die with my face in her crotch. The way she had me locked into place between her thighs, there wouldn't have been much chance for escape.

We were sitting innocently across the table from each other on the lanai with a pair of Primos sweating between us when Will pushed through the gardenias. Carol had just finished telling me that she was afraid her days of wild sex with strange men was over forever. Will had not been receptive to the idea of Carol spreading her pussy around to some of the local black guys. To say nothing of the white guy next door.

My only words of wisdom for her was to wait until Sandy got back. I thought maybe Will might be a lot more understanding of extra-marital hanky panky if my little redhead threw some leg on him. Sauce for the goose, sauce for the gander sort of thing.

Carol tentatively asked me if maybe Pammy would fill in until Sandy could take over. I nixed that in a heartbeat and told Carol why. Pammy's pussy was in purgetory. No little squigglies even close to her reproductive organs until the Pill took over. That would be sometime after Christmas.

Sandy, Sammy and Annie arrived just a few days before the holidays. Little sister was with them. Surprise! Jill had taken off from school for the week before and the week after Chistmas vacation to spend her holidays with us in Hawaii. Sandy's brother was going to the east coast to visit his roommates family and Jill would have been left alone.

The girls and I met them with half a dozen tropical flower leis from the garden shop on the base. A real Hawaiian aloha welcome.

My clunker wouldn't hold all the bags so I had to stash some stuff in a locker and go back later for a second load. Santa Claus was going to be very good that year. Sandy had been using shopping trips as therapy for Annie. I thought maybe she had been over cured.

My father in law had left Annie very well off financially. He was reasonably successful in his construction business and had been well insured. Money would never be an issue for mom.

Annie had lost weight since the funeral. She had always been attractive, now she was a knock-out. Her red hair was a couple of shades darker than my Sandy's and I suspected she might be rinsing a touch of grey out of mind. Annie dressed in black like any self respecting widow but seemed to be pulling herself together. There was still some rough road ahead but Sandy was in charge and things were looking up.

And the quality of the food in our kitchen was vastly improved. Mom was a gourmet cook compared to the efforts of Pammy, Tammy and me. I had lost weight since the funeral too, but it wasn't from inconsoleable grief.

"All right, spill it." Sandy and I had finally got our first privacy the night she got home and we were all settled down for the night. Carol, Will and Greg had been over for dinner. It was a zoo.

"Spill what." Sandy looked at me with that over the shoulder, heavy lidded look that I had missed so much. The little tease was at work.

"You know what, you little bitch." I said as I tackled her into our bed and slapped a heavy lip lock on her. Sexy kisses are nearly impossible when the kissee is in a fit of giggles.

"I want to know who de-horny-ed you. And I want to know right fucking now."

"Promise you won't get mad?" Sandy whispered as she snuggled down under the covers and took my semi-softy in her hand and gave it a couple gentle strokes. How do you get mad at a hot little honey giving you a hand job?

Sandy pulled me in tight and pressed her lips to my ear. A little wet tongue. A puff of hot air sealed the deal.

"I fucked my mom."

A lot of the kinky things my sweetheart had delved into in the previous three or four years had surprised me. Some had even shocked me. That newest revelation took my breath away. All I could do was hold her close and look at the bedroom wall.

"Why the hell did you do that?" I didn't mean to sound angry but I think I did.

"Honey, it just happened. Please don't be mad."

"I think you had better tell me all about it."

Sandy had stayed on the mainland for the sole purpose of helping her mother through her grief after her father's funeral. They had done everything together and one day about three weeks into her stay, Sandy and Annie had a nice dinner out after shopping all afternoon. There had been a bottle of wine, maybe two. Annie was starting to adjust to widowhood and having a close friend like Sandy had helped immensely.

The two women had been slightly tipsy when they returned home. Jill, Sandy's younger sister, had taken the baby with her to a sleep over with a friend. A compromise to get her to babysit on a night she had other plans.

Sandy and Annie had opened another bottle of wine and got comfortable on the couch. Their conversation had eventually turned to sex as the hour was late and level of wine in the bottle was getting lower. Annie started asking intimate questions about the lifestyle of her oldest daughter and her little family. Sandy was loosened up enough that she probably said more than she should have.

Sandy told her mother about meeting the big Marine and how he had given her so much pleasure. She didn't go into any great detail and steered clear of any mention of the girls involvement. The club was a subject left competely untouched. That her lover was black also remained unsaid. No need to ask for trouble.

Annie was quiet for awhile then confessed that her recently departed husband hadn't been keeping up on his homework for several years. Annie wasn't sure but thought he might have found a younger woman. She had kept the peace and her silence for the sake of the family. But she missed the wild kind of sex that her oldest daughter had been indulging in.

Sandy was cuddled up to her mother while they were talking and being horny herself, had started tracing one of Annie's nipples through the thin nightie. It hardened, which further incited my slutty little gremlin. She kissed it, then blew hot air on it. Annie's quick intake of breath and failure to pull away gave Sandy the permission she needed.

"Mom, have you ever done anything with another girl?" Sandy asked her mother.

"No, never." Annie's eyes were heavy lidded.

"Ever think about it?" Sandy took the nipple between her teeth and bit down gently.

"Mmm hmm. Sometimes. When I'm really lonely." Annie's hand had come up to pet Sandy's face and run lovingly through her hair. No resistance showing yet.

"Are you lonely now?" Sandy's free hand had rested on her mother's knee. She slipped it up under the thin nylon hem.

"No, baby. You're with me. And I like it."

Sandy pulled Annie's thigh toward her and felt more than heard her mother sigh. Annie gave in easily to her need. Sandy didn't hesitate to jump into the breech. He fingers found wirey pubic hair, damp with arousal. And swollen labia spread in invitation.

That first time had been quick. Sandy was surprised at how hungry for intimate attention her mother had been. She had curled two fingers deep up into Annie and stroked her clit for less than a minute when she was nearly thrown off the couch by the violence of the resulting orgasm.

Annie's second climax five minutes later wasn't any milder. By the third, Sandy had initiated deep kissing and was openly fondling her mother's breasts.

In her mother's bed later, Sandy had shown Annie how nice a tongue could be. And carefully coached Annie through her first overt act of lesbianism. Both women had slept well that night.

"I want to introduce mom to Tony. Think he'd like an older woman?'' Sandy asked me after we'd had our re-bonding fuck. We were just lying cuddled, coming down from a pair of great cums.

"Baby, I think Tony would like any woman that was still warm. I've had to be creative to keep him away from Pammy until her new birth control pills work. He has been driving Rhonda nuts."

"She loves it, that slut."

"Meeooww."

"Well, I bet mom can fuck just as good as she can."

"I'm off tomorrow. Why don't I take Jill and the girls for a long drive around the island while you and mom slip up to Tony's? Borrow Carol's car. You can say you're going shopping."

"I better check with Tony to make sure he'll be home."

"Well, if he isn't, you could always go shopping." I got an elbow in the ribs for that wise crack.

I enjoyed getting reacquanted with Jill. She had grown up since Sandy and I were married. She'd only been three or four at the time and now had become an attractive young woman. Pammy and Tammy doted on her. She was their idol.

I dawdled as much as I could to give Sandy time to get her mother laid. I knew damn well that Tony would jump at the chance to bed a woman as attractive as Annie. I was looking forward to the time I might get lucky with her. I wanted to make sure that they were home ahead of us. We stopped at every sight I could think of along the way. It was dark by the time we got back and Carol's car was in their driveway.

The house was empty so I grabbed a cold one and blasted through the gardenias to see if the neighbors knew anything about Sandy's where abouts. I thought maybe the whole thing had fallen through and that they hadn't went up to Tony's place afterall. Sandy was with Carol and Will on their lanai having rum and cokes.

"Where's mom?" Wondering what Sandy had gotten us into now.

"She's lying down. Said she needed to get off her feet for a few minutes. I think she may have fallen asleep."

"Shop 'til you drop, huh"

"Something like that. We only got home about twenty minutes ago." Sandy said with a smile. Looking up at me through her lashes.

I let it drop and had a few words about the weather or sport or work with Will and we slipped back through the gardenias.

"Thanks for the car and the drink." Sandy shot back over her shoulder.

"Any fucking time." Carol replied with her usual ladylike vocabulary.

"Later." My little redhead whispered to me as we approached our sliding glass door.

Later turned out to be when we finally got everyone tucked in. Sandy spent some extra time with both Pammy and Tammy. She bathed them and helped them relax before going to sleep. I was concerned that the moans coming from the girl's bedroom might be detected above the TV that I kept turned up a little too loud but Annie was oblivious and Jill was engrossed in some sitcom.

Sandy had roused her mother for a late supper of leftovers she put together from the coming-home feast we'd been treated to the previous night. I don't think Jill or the girls payed much attention but I sure did. The high collar of the silk bathrobe Annie wore did nothing to hide the huge purplish love bite high on her neck. She tried to pull her hair around to hide it but it didn't work. She looked guiltily at me and I just smiled. She knew I knew.

"Jesus H. Christ! You should have been there." Sandy said when we finally had the time and privacy for her to tell me about the day's events. "That woman is a fucking animal."

Sandy hadn't told Annie what was on the days agenda until they pulled into Tony's driveway just after nine that morning. She told her then that there was someone she wanted her to meet.

Tony was the always-gracious host and didn't respond to the surprise in the older woman's eyes when she first met the rugged black Marine. Sandy's mom stiffled a girlish giggle when the big man hugged her warmly and told her that she must have had Sandy when she was just a little girl herself.

An hour and two Kaluha and coffees later, the three of them were like old friends. By noon Annie was on her back, legs in the air, screaming through her fouth orgasm as Tony shot his second load of spunk into the young widow. She had broken two nails and her wet hair was plastered to the sides of her face.

By the time Sandy had been able to drag Annie away from Tony's, her mother was in love. It wasn't until they were about halfway home, near sunset in the cane fields, that Annie finally shut up about how good the sex was. She said she had never had it so big, so long, so hard, so black, or so good in her life. She had wanted to stay with Tony. Forever.

They were pulling into Carol's driveway when Annie quietly said. "You know Sandy, I haven't needed birth control for years with your father. And we didn't use any with Tony today. I might very well be pregnant from what we just did."

To be continued...  If you like the story, drop me a line.  luvsitwet_99@yahoo.com  
