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 Bringing Up Daughters I

   By LuvsItWet

   Copyright @ 2009

   Chapter 2

   It was at Travis AFB, awaiting our flight to Hawaii and our new duty
station that Sandy hooked up with her very first black man.  It changed our
lives forever.

   His name was Reginald, Reggie for short, and he was there with his
twelve year old son on their way to a new duty station somewhere in the
Phillipines.  He was an Air Force non com, divorced with custody of the
boy, and was staying in the same guest facility we were put up in.  She met
him on the playground while I was over at the terminal finding out why our
flight had been delayed by four days.  His son and our daughters were the
only children staying in the guest house and had the sole use of a really
nice playground meant for dozens of kids.  The kids were getting along
great together and when I got back Sandy and Reggie were sitting on
opposite sides of a picnic table nursing two cold beers that he had brought
out from the fridge in his room.  Sandy introduced us as I joined them in
the hot California sun.

   I helped Sandy finish her first beer and when Reggie offered another, I
suggested we move in out of the heat and let the kids fend for themselves.
Our room was nearest the playground and we could see the kids from inside
so we headed that way.  Reggie made a detour for more beer saying he would
meet us in our room in a few minutes.

   As we went to the room, Sandy blushed and said, "Isn't he gorgeous?"

   "Not my type," I replied.

   "He might just be mine though," she cracked back with her butt giving an
extra wiggle.

   Now keep in mind that Sandy hadn't had any strange cock since Dave left
a couple months ago and this lady was used to having at least two if not
three or four different men between her legs each week for the past couple
years.  Add to that that Reggie was a hunk.  I had to admit that.  He was
about five inches taller than my 5'10" and probably forty pounds over my
180 pounds.  Very dark, with huge hands and broad shoulders.  He was a few
years older than us, maybe mid thirties.  Although Sandy nor I had ever
been close to black people, I saw that she could easily be attracted to
this new friend.

   "Would you like for me to watch the three kids for a while later?" I
asked.

   "Let's just relax and see what happens," she answered.

   Sandy rummaged through the luggage and came up with her shortest short
shorts.  Really, just an old pair of jeans that she had cut off so there
was just a strip left in the crotch and the front pockets had been cut off
and sewn up.  About two inches of her butt cheeks peeked out below the
fringe and if she sat or stood just right you could see a little bit of
both of her pussy lips with a glisten of her pale red pubic hair.  Because
of her delicate condition, she had to leave the top button unbuttoned and
the zipper down a couple of inches.  A cut off tank top topped off her
"hunting" outfit.  She had lost the panties and bra that she had been
wearing outside.  I didn't think she had much relaxing in mind.

   Reggie showed up with a cooler full of ice and beer and had also changed
clothes.  In place of the uniform fatigues, were khaki shorts and a skin
tight black T shirt.  The question in my mind was "Who is chasing who here,
and how long will it take for one of them to get caught?" I didn't doubt
that in the four days we were to be cooped up together, someone was going
to get very lucky.

   We sat around for the next couple of hours, drinking beer and getting
acquainted.  Reggie had been stationed in the mid-west, had been in the AF
for fifteen years, and planned to stay in for the full thirty.  His wife
had left him for a drug dealer when Marc was just a toddler.  He had sole
custody and didn't even know where his ex was at the time.

   Reggie was outgoing and flirted with Sandy like they had known each
other for years.  She, for her part, did just about everything but roll out
the red carpet.  When she would lean over the cooler for another beer for
one of us, she would point her ass at us stiff legged, with her feet well
apart so the crotch of her cut offs would ride up in the crack of her ass
and give us a view of her gates to heaven.  She took every opportunity to
flash her tits by bending over to scratch an imaginary mosquito bite on her
ankle.  Once she leaned over Reggie from behind to give him a fresh beer
and rubbed both of her breasts on the sides of his head.

   By late afternoon, I felt like I was sitting on a powder keg with a lit
fuse.  The attraction between the two was more than obvious.  Reggie's
shorts had a huge wet spot up near the zipper top from the leaking pre cum
and Sandy was prancing around like a mare in heat.

   The next time Reggie went to the head, I told Sandy, "I'm going out to
check on the kids for a bit and leave you two alone.  Don't hurt him." Not
likely since Sandy was only about 95 pounds dripping wet.  And only part of
her was dripping.

   "There may not be anything left to hurt when I'm finished with him." was
her breathy reply.

   When Reggie returned from the bathroom, I told them that I would take
the kids over to the canteen for hamburgers and asked if they wanted me to
bring them back anything.  I don't think they even heard me.

   I rounded up the tribe and we trekked over to the base canteen.  Marc
had been a real gentleman with my two little redheaded screamers.  He had
grown up as a military brat like they had and played well with others. 
Since he was several years older and considerably larger, he had pushed
them on the swings, powered the merri-go-round, boosted them up on the
horizontal bars, etc.  Needless to say, my daughters were as enthralled
with him as my wife was with his dad.  Little did I know what fun lay
ahead.

   We spent at least an hour going though the PX and then to the snack bar
where I treated the kids to what would be their dinner.  They had worked up
quite an appetite and we had to go back for seconds.  It was dark by the
time we walked back over to the guest house and since I didn't know how
things had been going in our room, we went to Reggie and Marc's room to
watch TV for a while.  I parked the kids and went back over to our room to
see how things were going there.  I had been gone two hours easy, maybe two
and a half.

   When I quietly slipped into the room it was pitch dark.  Not a hint of a
light and not a sound.  I thought at first I was in the wrong room but the
smell gave it away.  Humid, musky, cunty.  I felt my way to the bathroom
and flipped on the light and pulled the door almost closed.  The nearest
bed was a mess.  Pillows on the floor, bed spread and blanket hanging off
the foot.  In the middle with just the sheet pulled up over them, was Sandy
with Reggie spooned up behind her.  Sound asleep.

   I was immediately struck by the contrast in color.  My little wife, red
hair and freckles, almost enveloped by this huge moose of a dark chocolate
man.  I wasn't sure how I wanted to handle this.  Some men react violently
when startled awake and this was not just any normal situation.  He didn't
know that I approved of him fucking my wife and might break me in two
before I could explain.  Not a pretty picture.

   I eased around the bed to the side that Sandy was facing.  I knelt down
and quietly awakened her with a gentle shake to her arm.  She opened her
eyes and slowly focused on me.  I had a smile a mile wide and held a finger
to my lips to shush her.  She grinned back and looked over her shoulder at
her sleeping lover.  She reached out and squeezed my hand in a loving
gesture meant just for me and a signal not to disturb Reggie.  I was ready
to crawl under the bed in case he went crazy on us but Sandy smiled and
pulled her hand from mine and returned the finger to lips sign for me to
keep quiet.  She then lifted the sheet and my eyes were drawn to her
straddle as she lifted her leg to show me the base of the largest, blackest
cock I have ever seen, even up to this day.  It was semi soft and most of
it was still buried out of sight up into my wife's lower belly, but it
still looked like a small tree trunk.  I looked back up at Sandy's grinning
face to see her roll her eyes back up into her head in the universal sign
of disbelief.

   She lowered her leg and the sheet, closed her eyes and as she snuggled
her butt back into Reggie, gave me a little wave to let me know she would
be along soon.  I quietly eased out of the room and returned to find the
kids engrossed in something they probably didn't understand.  Rowan and
Martin's Laugh In, I think.  I was so excited from what I had just saw that
I could barely breath.

   About fifteen minutes later, Reggie ambled though the door.  He was
still half asleep but told me that he would watch the kids for a few
minutes and that Sandy wanted to see me back over in our room.  Not one to
argue with a man his size, I told the girls to behave themselves and
scampered out the door.  What I found in our room set the tone for the rest
of our lives.

   Sandy was still in bed, sheet pulled up to her waist.  As I came in, she
held up her arms in welcome.  Inviting an embrace.

   "Honey," she said.  "Come here, I love you."

   From the looks of the room, the bed, and my wife, I was more concerned
that she wasn't hurt than any thing else.  "Are you OK?" I asked.

   "I'll know in a day or two," she replied.  "I feel like I've been run
over by a truck." "Honey, he is incredible!  I don't know what it is but
being fucked by him is like a religious experience.  And to look down and
see those hands on me and that huge black cock buried up in me just set me
off.  I had the best cums I've ever had."

   "What about Reggie...  ?" I wondered out loud as I dropped my shorts,
peeled my T shirt over my head and slipped in beside her.

   "I told him everything," Sandy said.  "It's OK, he's been with hungry
wives like me before."

   "Does he know that I know?" I still wanted to avoid a bad scene.

   "Yes, yes, I told him a little bit about Dave and the other guys in
Norfolk," she said.  "He thinks it's neat and would like to be friends with
us."

   "No surprise there," I said.  "He'd be a damn fool not to want another
shot at some premium pussy like yours."

   "Shut up," she giggled as she pushed my head under the sheet "Kiss it
better so I can give him another shot at it."

   I had never went down on Sandy after another man had fucked her, but for
some reason it seemed to be the most erotic thing I had ever done at the
time.  She smelled strongly of sex, cum, cunt, sweat.  She was swollen and
chaffed.  Her little pussy, my little pussy, needed gentle attention.  I
did my best for her.  I shot my cum on the sheets within five minutes of
starting to suck the fuck juices out of her.  We had discovered another of
our most favorite things.

   Sandy and I calmed down for a few minutes, dressed and went over to
Reggie and Marc's room to retrieve the girls.  It was nearly their bed time
and they all needed baths after playing in the California heat all
afternoon.  Reggie and I took a couple of cold beers out to the picnic
table while Sandy organized bed time for the girls.  Marc had a soda and
joined us.  I could tell Reggie wanted to talk to me, even if just to clear
the air.  I suggested sending Marc back over to the canteen for a couple of
burgers since Sandy and Reggie hadn't had any supper.  With the few minutes
of privacy, I explained a little bit of our lifestyle.  Even telling him a
brief version of Sandy's current pregnancy by another man.

   Reggie was not shocked.  Ours was not the first open marriage he had
encountered in the ten years he had been single.  He had been the second
man in two threesomes with other couples and the occasional lover in a
couple more.  We were the first white couple that he had met that was so
liberal.  And he was thrilled with Sandy's pale freckled skin and red hair.
The contrast had not been lost on him, either.

   I assured Reggie that I was very supportive of Sandy's side trips with
other men and felt she was a better wife, mother and lover for the variety
that the freedom gave her.  I also told him what she had said about her
enjoyment of his lovemaking style.  His big smile in the dark of the
playground said it all.  He was up for another shot at that sweet little
white pussy.

   Marc returned with the hamburgers about the time Sandy brought the girls
our in their nightgowns to give me a kiss good night.  Marc had also
brought back candy bars for both of them and rather than raise a fuss about
candy at bedtime, I let them have their treat.  After hugs and kisses, even
for Reggie at my suggestion, I led the girls off to our room for teeth
brushing and tucking in.  At the same time Marc headed off to their room
for TV and bed.

   As Pammy was bouncing up into bed, her nightgown rucked up and I saw her
bare little ass shinning bright.

   "Where's your panties, baby doll?" I asked.

   "Mommy isn't wearing any and she said I didn't have to either," was her
quick reply.

   "Oh, so you think you're a big girl too, huh?" I asked.

   "Uh huh, and I have a boyfriend too," she said.  "Marc asked me if I'd
be his girlfriend."

   "He seems like a very nice young man, honey, you could certainly have
some fun with him while we are here," I told her.

   Tammy was already asleep and I gave Pammy another kiss and hug and
turned out the lights.  She was asleep in a few minutes.  It had been a big
day for my little darlings.

   I eased out of the room and returned to the playground in the dim light
of a street lamp about a half a block away.  As I approached the table, I
heard a distinct moan that was a sure sign that my wife was enjoying
herself.  I saw their huddled shadow and cleared my thoat to let them know
I was back.  Reggie was turned around with his back to the table top and
Sandy was astraddle his lap with her sun dress pulled up around her waist.
Her breasts were out over the top and they were covered by a pair of huge
black hands.  The deep kiss and Sandy's undulating hips left no doubt where
Reggie's black cock was buried.

   I watched for a minute then placed my hand on Sandy's back just below
her neck and stroked her gently while she fucked her huge black man.  It
felt good being a part of her pleasure.  Reggie broke the kiss and went
back to sucking and chewing on her nipples.  Sandy raised her head and
turned to me with a vacant smile.

   "Couldn't wait honey," she whispered.  "I just had to have some more of
his sugar," She groaned.  "He is so deep in me, I can feel him in my
chest."

   "So I see." "Enjoy him, baby," I replied as I bent to give her a kiss on
her swollen lips.  I could taste Reggie's strange saliva as she sucked my
tongue deep into her mouth.  We stayed together like that for several
minutes, me fondling and kissing my wife while she rode her first black
cock.  Reggie, for his part, was busy trying to suck hickies on both of
Sandy's little titties and pacing her thrusts with his huge hands on her
butt.

   As their coupling became more heated, I moved away a couple of steps to
let them concentrate on each other and the sensations of good sex.  I was
startled to bump into another observer to the hot fucking at the table.  It
was Marc.  Bored in the room, he had come out to the playground to join the
adults.  It was too late to stop the show, Sandy was nearing her climax and
Reggie had both of her white ass cheeks in a firm grip in his short
strokes. Marc was certainly getting a show.

   As Reggie arched his back against the table top and lifted Sandy's
little body up so he could get maximum penetration, Marc and I could
plainly see the joined organs glistening in the dim light and the huge
black balls pumping his semen up into Sandy's belly.  Reggie gave a loud
groan and collapsed back onto the seat and Sandy squealed her climax into
the night.  Their noise almost drowned out the muttered "Wow!" that came
from Marc at my side.

   I turned, taking Marc's upper arm leading him away.  "Let's go check on
the girls," I whispered.

   Nothing was said on the walk back to the room, both of us caught up in
our thoughts of what had just happened in the warm California night.  Marc
waited outside while I slipped in and checked on the girls.  My little
angels were dead to the world so I snagged a soda and a beer and rejoined
Marc outside.

   "Let's take a walk," I said, handing him a soda and leading the way in
the opposite direction from the playground.

   "Quite a sight for a guy your age to see, huh?" I said.  No sense
beating around the bush.

   "Aw, I've seen it before." "Lots of times," he replied.

   "Do you know what they were doing?" I asked.

   "Sure, Dad was fucking your wife," he answered with the maturity that
made me believe that he probably had seen it "lots of times".  "I've seen
him fuck other women before."

   It was my turn to be mildly shocked.  "You have, huh?" "Who?"

   "The woman that used to live across the street from us a couple of years
ago and the girl that stayed with me when he had to travel," he confided,
getting into the man-to-man discussion.

   "Does he know you saw them fucking," I asked.

   "No, but she did." "She helped me hide so I could watch," he replied. 
"She let me fuck her too, anytime dad was away and she stayed at our
house," he added.

   "Holy cow," I breathed.  "How old was she?"

   "She's fifteen, she just lived down the street from us.  Her mom's
Korean," he said, filling me in on the details of his sex education.

   We had walked in a large loop around the parking lot and back to the
other side of the playground while I was trying to gauge what effect
stumbling onto a romp in progress would have on the twelve year old.  I
could see the table was empty and there was no sign of Reggie or Sandy.  I
said good night to Marc and started to go back to the room when a thought
hit me.

   "Oh, Marc," I called to him.  He stopped as I said, "Pam says that she
wants to be your girlfriend and I just want you to know that I think she is
probably too little for you to fuck yet." "Please don't hurt her."

   I turned to leave as Marc said, "I won't hurt her, I really like her and
will be really careful with her."

   He didn't say that he wouldn't try to fuck my daughter, just that he
wouldn't hurt her in the attempt.  I didn't know whether to feel
comfortable with that or not.

   Things were turning very dark, in a good way, in my little family.  It
was a beautiful night.

   When I got back to the room, Sandy was sound asleep, alone, in our bed.
I quietly stripped and slid in next to her.  She stretched and turned
toward me saying, "Where have you been, honey, I missed you."

   "Took a little walk around the place," I said.

   "You were beautiful out there tonight, baby, I don't think I've seen
anything sexier."

   "God, it was the greatest," she said, "But I'm so sore.  Kiss me better
so I can have some more tomorrow." As she nudged me down in the bed.

   I kissed her breast and she winced.  I kissed the other one and she
winced again.  Damn, I thought, he's probably ruined her for nursing the
new baby.  As I passed down over Sandy's little bulge, I thought of the
life growing in there.  It got a hell of a bouncing around today, I
thought.

   I scooted over between Sandy's thighs and gently pulled her red, swollen
pussy lips apart.  This sweet little thing had sure got a work out today
and it showed.  Reggie's semen had liquified but was still very much in
attendance.  I could smell his strong odor and, as I swiped my tongue up
her slit, I could taste her lover of less than an hour ago.  I sensed
myself going over the edge and wanted badly to cum into her wet cunt.  I
slid up over her to thrust into my wife but she put one hand over her pussy
and warded off my cock with the other.

   "No, please, hon, I'm too sore, even for you," she said.  "I'm sorry,
I'll make it up to you tomorrow." She pulled my head down in a deep wet
kiss and pulling away, looked up at me with a smile.  "He tastes good,
doesn't he?" she remarked.

   "Lay back, baby, my mouth isn't too sore to suck you off and I want to
see if you taste as good as Reggie," she said.

   I knew it wouldn't take much for me to cum as I lay back against the
headboard to let my little minx do her wifely duty.  I thought maybe Pammy
might like to watch and get a lesson in first class cock sucking from her
mother, to use on her new boyfriend, but a glance at the other bed
confirmed that both the girls were zonked.

   As I felt my cum rising, I laid my hand on Sandy's shoulder and said,
"Sweetheart, I let Marc watch his dad fuck you tonight."

   I still don't know if the gasp and look of panic on her face was from my
cum blasting into the back of her mouth or the sudden realization that a
twelve year old black boy had been a witness to her total slutishness.

   Sandy wanted the whole story but I was pooped and begged off until the
morning.  It had been a long and exhausting, but rewarding day, for us both
and our two little cuties would be up and raising hell in a few hours.  I
was asleep in seconds.

   The next morning, I awoke alone in the room.  Sandy had left the black
out curtains drawn but bright sunlight was streaming around them, making
the room alost bright as day.  I showered and shaved and was just about
dressed, when Tammy came blasting though the door and made a beeline for
the bathroom screaming, "I gotta pee, I gotta pee." Not far behind was my
other two women carrying bags of hot coffee, doughnuts, and half pint milk
cartons.

   Sandy dropped her bags on the first bed she came to and collapsed on the
other one.

   "Come here, baby," she crooked her finger and whispered.

   When I got over to her she pulled my head down for a quick kiss then
murmered in my ear.

   "My pussy is so sore, it hurts to walk.  I don't think I'll be fucking
anyone today, including mr.  big dick."

   She had picked up some ointment and douche powder at the PX and was
wearing the same loose sundress as last night and, I assumed, still no
panties.  I told her I'd kiss her better again after the girls had
breakfast and went out to play.  I did overhear a whispered conference
between the girls about boyfriends and thought at the time it was probably
Pammy staking out her territory.  Tammy was usually pretty competitive but
seemed at least for now to submit gracefully to her older sister's claim.

   With the girls fed and shooed out, Sandy and I cuddled on our bed. 
Still dressed but intimate anyway.  I told her the whole story about Marc's
accidental appearance at the picnic table and the talk we had on our short
walk afterward.  Sandy was as surprised as I was at the revelation about
the babysitter and that a boy so young could be so sexually active.  She
was not surprised about Reggie fucking the fifteen year old, just that she
had been able to do it without needing stitches.

   When I got to the part about my warning to Marc concerning Pammy, Sandy
immediately got defensive.  I just kept my mouth shut and let her run her
course.

   After a couple of "He better not"s and a few "She can't, she's just a
baby"s, she was quiet for a couple of minutes and looked at me and said,
"He can and she can and it won't hurt her at all."

   "I've stuck my finger all the way up in her and she doesn't have a
cherry." A bit later she said, "I didn't either, must run in the family."
Another pause, "Neither does Tammy."

   When I looked back at her with an accusing grin, she blushed looking
down sheepishly and said, "So what?  I played with them a little." "A
mother should check out her children's equipment to see that it works like
it should."

   "Well?"

   "Pammy's equipment works great, she goes off like a rocket." "Tammy
likes it but she doesn't cum yet.  Jeez, she's not even eight yet."

   We decided to feel Reggie out about any further developments on the
Marc/Pammy front and after I gave Sandy's tender little pussy a couple of
tender get-well kisses and a lick to make it stick, I left to look after
the girls and she went into the bathroom to render a little first aid to
our most prized possession.  I'd always heard that you couldn't wear one of
those things out, but she had sure as hell tried in the past twenty-four
hours to put blisters on hers.  I wondered if Reggie's cock was as tender.

   I found the girls playing again with Marc on the merri-go-round but no
sign of Reggie.  I waved the kids over and then sent the girls back to the
swings and motioned Marc to join me at the picnic table.

   "Son, I'd like to talk to your dad about what you saw last night and
about the talk we had."

   He clouded up immediately and I held up my hand to slow him down.

   "Wait, wait, you're not going to get in any trouble." I promised.

   "Sandy and I talked about you and Pammy getting together and she thinks
it would be alright if it's alright with your dad." "And if you're good
with her." I added.

   This really got the boys attention.  Now we were all on the same team
and just working together for the same purpose.

   "Just don't tell him that Kim helped me hide so I could watch him fuck
her, please, he'd kill me." He almost begged.

   "Is it OK for me to tell him that you fucked her too?"

   "Yeah, he probably already knows.  He knows just about everything
anyway. He found a pair of her panties in my bed once.  I told him I stole
them, but really she just left them there"

   "OK, I think I can get your dad to agree to letting the two of you have
some privacy together, but if not, I want you to drop it, OK?" I gave him a
hug around the shoulders as he nodded and said, "Yes, sir!" God, I love
these military kids.

   I went over to Reggie's room and got no answer to my knock.  Back to the
playground, Marc told me his dad had went over to the terminal to check on
the flight.  Half way over, I met him on the way back to find out that the
flight had again been rescheduled and now we were expected to leave
sometime the following afternoon.  Staying flexible was the key to success
in the military.

   When we got back to the playground it was already after lunch time and
the kids were hungry.  I wanted some time alone with Reggie so I gave Marc
a ten dollar bill and put him in charge of feeding himself and the girls at
the PX.  They took off with Marc and Pammy hand-in-hand and Tammy trailing
behind.

   Sandy still hadn't made an appearance and I suspected she was deep into
some strange female recuperation procedure that I wouldn't understand.  I
silently wished her the best.

   To be continued...
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