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 Bringing Up Daughters Part II

   By LuvsItWet

   Copyright @ 2009

   Chapter 5

   Sandy and Carol, the Navy wife next door, quickly became best friends.
They spent a lot of time in one or the other of our kitchens drinking beer
and talking girl stuff.  Sandy didn't tell Carol anything about our private
sex lives right away, but Carol couldn't talk enough about hers.

   Our two adjacent lanais were only divided by a couple of gardenia bushes
but were totally private from any of the neighbors, so the wives started
sunning out back together for a couple of hours each afternoon.  Sandy got
Carol to buy the skimpiest bikini she could find and it wasn't long until
the gals were spending their time in the sun mostly bare.  I had to say,
the tan lines looked great on Sandy's freckled little body.  She was
starting lose the little bit extra she'd gained with Samantha.

   Carol got a part time job as a dental assistant for a local civilian
dentist three mornings a week so Sandy started taking care of little Greg.
Carol took care of Sammy once in a while if Sandy needed to run an errand.
On the weekends, the two wives packed up one of the cars and toted all the
kids to the beach for a few hours.  Pammy and Tammy got along with Carol
like she was a big sister and doted on Greg.  So everything settled into an
easy paced tropical paradise.

   Until Carol found a boyfriend.  Actually the boyfriend found her.

   Carol had been complaining good naturedly about being hit on so much by
black guys where ever she went with little Greg.  The guys would see the
bi-racial baby and correctly assume that the mother, at some time or
another, had a thing for black men.  One of the guys, a first class store
keeper that worked at the commissary, had been persistant enough to get
Carol to have a cup of coffee with him in the cafeteria.

   Sandy met Devon (pronounced Da-vawn) that Saturday at the beach.  Carol
had told him that she would probably be there and he had went down to meet
her.  Sandy took all the kids for a long walk to get refreshments and give
Carol some time alone with her new suitor.

   Carol told Sandy that she liked Devon but was afraid that Will would
blow a fuse if she played around while he was deployed.  Carol didn't have
Will's approval to get a little on the side like a lot of Navy wives did,
and probably still do.  Sandy told me all about this new black guy later
that night while in bed.  Rather wisfully, I noticed.  But Carol had seen
him first.

   The next afternoon, Sandy and Carol had a hen party on our lanai.  Carol
was having serious second thoughts because of Will.  Sandy told Carol that
she thought Devon was a hunk and that if she were her, she'd drag him into
the nearest bed.  And worry about Will later.  Carol passed it off as big
talk and they were both laughing about it when I stepped out onto the lanai
with cold beers for them and one for me.

   "Honey, you wouldn't mind if I dragged someone like Devon off to bed,
would you?"

   "Uh, could we talk about this a little bit first?" I grinned.  I thought
I could see where this was going.

   "What's to talk about?" Sandy gave me a wink as Carol was looking the
other way.

   "Well, you know?  Are there clean sheets on the bed?  Would I watch the
kids?  What if you get pregnant?  Things like that."

   "You guys are pulling my fucking leg?"

   Sandy didn't say a word.  She got up and went into the house.  In a
couple minutes, she was back carrying eight month old Samantha.  She looked
at me as she sat down in the lawn chair.  I nodded my agreement.

   "Carol, take a good look at Tim and tell me what you see."

   Carol knitted her brow in confusion but then gave me a quick once over.

   "Nice looking guy.  Five ten or so.  Blond hair.  Blue fucking eyes. 
Goofy fucking look on his face."

   'OK, good.  Now look at me and tell me what you see."

   Carol still didn't get it.  She gave a brief glance down Sandy's body.

   "Cute little red head.  Little fucking tits.  Lots of freckles.  Oh, and
blue eyes."

   "OK, good.  Now take a very careful look at Sammy and tell me everything
you see."

   Carol looked at the baby sitting in Sandy's lap for a couple of seconds
then raised her hand to her mouth.  She looked over at me, then back to the
baby, then to Sandy.

   "I didn't...  I mean..."

   I thought she might break into tears.

   "Samantha is not my husband's child." Sandy said quietly.

   Over the next couple of hours, Sandy told Carol quite a lot about our
open marriage lifestyle.  She told her about Dave and the other guys in
Norfolk.  She told her about Reggie.  And she told her about our little
vacation down in Maui.

   By supper time, Sandy and I were co-conspiritors with Carol in her
pursuit of a new lover.  She was still concerned about Will but told us
about them having one threesome with one of Will's friends just before
leaving San Diego.  Not really a threesome, just a drunken mercy fuck one
night after a party.  But we all thought that was probably enough to
indicate Will might not be as much against some outside hanky-panky as
Carol had thought.

   We urged Carol to write to Will feeling him out about the subject and in
the meantime we promised that anything she did would remain our little
secret.  We all were pretty much in agreement that Carol was going to do
what she could to get Devon between her legs.  Sandy made no bones about
her envy.

   That Sunday night, after the kids were all in bed, Sandy and I had our
first threesome with Carol.

   It was great.  Carol was a tiger.  I was just fresh meat.

   Usually it was me on the sidelines but that night Sandy sat and watched
me help our neighbor work off some of her pent up frustrations.  It took a
couple of weeks for the claw marks on my back to heal.  What are friends
for.

   After I shot my first load of cum up into our lonesome neighbor, I had
to hold her down so Sandy could suck it all back out of her.  She giggled
at first, then went quiet, then started humping up at Sandy's mouth.  By
the time she had climaxed two or three times, Carol was a believer.  It was
her first time with another woman, but certainly would not be her last.

   Sandy didn't give her much time to think about the sins of lesbianism.
Twisting around, Sandy sat her little red tuft right down onto Carol's
face. Only a moan of surprised lust escaped the wet seal between my little
honey's pussy and our nieghbor's face.

   Oh, and Carol was definitely a bleached blond.  He muff was midnight
black.

   After that, Sandy and Carol were a lot closer.  Their afternoon
sunbathing sessions became bare assed and playful.  Frequently moving to
our bed for "pussy breaks".  I occasionally came home to find them asleep
in our bed where they had collapsed after exhausting each other. 
Sometimes, each with her face resting near the other's crotch.

   This change in the relationship was almost immediately noticed by Pammy
and not much later by Tammy.  Sandy sat down with the girls and explained
exactly what was going on.  That Carol was going to have a new boyfriend,
and that she was being shown what fun two girls can have together.  Both
the girls wanted to be included but Sandy was able to stall them off until
Carol was more comfortable with what we had already introduced her to.

   With Sandy expending a lot of her sexual energy with Carol, I did start
fucking Pammy a lot more often than I had been recently.  Pammy had her
tenth birthday about that time and started to have little breast buds
forming.  She was very orgasmic and a real handful in bed.  I had to take
her to the guest room to fuck her so she wouldn't disturb her sister with
her moaning and groaning.

   I also encourged Pammy to spend more time working on Tammy with her
little vibrator to get her vagina ready to accept an adult penis.  Sandy
thought that it wouldn't be long until our little eight (soon to be nine)
year old would be ready for full penetration coitus.

   Carol went on a date with Devon the next Friday night after we opened up
to her.  We kept little Greg for the night so Carol could let her date go
as far as spending the night if he wanted to.  Saturday morning, Carol
showed up on our lanai with a grin from ear to ear.  Devon had just left.
She was walking on air.

   "I sure hope Will is OK with this, because I'm not stopping now.  It was
fucking unbelievable."

   Sandy sent the girls off to the park with Greg and Carol gave us all the
luscious details.  Her date had been a great success.  Devon was a perfect
gentleman and a great sex partner.  He had taken her to dinner and then to
a club in downtown Honolulu.  About midnight, he had brought her home and
within minutes, they were in bed together.

   They had fucked twice before falling asleep and then once again just
before he left.  Carol had nothing but high praise for Devon's capability
as a lover.

   Sandy asked me to watch Sammy for a while so she could administer
emergency first aid to Carol's poor, over worked and abused little pussy. I
laughingly agreed and the two of them raced into our bedroom.  It wasn't
but a few minutes that muffled moans started comming from the back of the
apartment.

   I slipped down the hallway and stopped in the doorway to the bedroom to
take in the situation.  Sandy hadn't wasted any time in getting Carol
spread out and was already rooting in her wet crotch like a pig at the
trough.  My guess was that Sandy wanted a taste of Devon if there was
anything left.

   Carol was enjoying the attention.  Lieing back with her legs hanging off
the side of the bed, dress up around her tits, eyes shut.

   I stepped up behind Sandy and whispered.  "Move over, let me have a
taste."

   Without Carol fully realizing what was happening, I dug in for a only a
minute or two of juicy seconds when she tensed up, grabbed my head and
orgasmed.  When she looked up, Sandy and I were looking down at her with
cum from her and Devon's tryst smeared on both of our faces.  We had joined
in our neighbor's first infidelity and the three of us were immensely
pleased with ourselves.

   Later that day, I proposed an idea.  Little Greg had been so successful
in getting his mother fucked, that I suggested to Sandy that she use him
for bait to try to attract a black lover of her own.  Sandy thought it was
a great idea and immediately checked it out with Carol.  Carol also thought
it was worth trying so the next Monday, Sandy loaded up the stroller and
took the little bi-racial neighbor boy up to the Schofield Barracks
Exchange and Commissary to troll for some black cock.

   The plan worked beyond our wildest imagination.  In the three hours
Sandy flaunted her supposedly obvious past interest in black men, she was
approached over a half dozen times.  Two of the black men were very
attractive to her and she arranged dates on both the following Friday and
Saturday nights.  She got the phone numbers of another three for later
consideration.

   We decided that Sandy's date Friday night would be just that.  A date.
Carol also had a date with Devon that night and I would keep all the kids
at our place.  If Carol brought her date home to her apartment, there
wouldn't be anyplace for Sandy to bring hers.  Sandy's guy, a Marine
corporal, lived in the barracks and probably couldn't afford the price of a
Hawaiian hotel room.  So the idea was for Sandy to have a good time and get
acquanted with him.  She planned to tell him about her very understanding
husband.

   I helped Sandy get ready to go up to the EM Club at Schofield Barracks
to meet Wes, her potential target for the night.  She didn't expect to do
very much other than a few drinks, a little dancing and then maybe a long
talk to help make them both more comfortable with each other.  She did
dress sexy for him, though.  Very short skirt, blouse showing some
cleavage, high heels, and nice matching panties and bra.

   Carol showed up at the lanai doors just before Sandy was going out the
front door.  She had Devon in tow.  I let them in and was introduced to the
tall black man.  Sandy had already met him at the beach so I was not too
surprised when he did a low wolf whistle at her appearance.  Sandy did a
slow turn to give him the full effect.  I laughed as Carol went into a fake
pout and pulled Devon into a hot clinch.

   I got four beers and we all went out on the lanai.

   "I hope you don't mind, but I told Devon about your arrangement." Carol
said hesitantly, quickly adding.  "I told him about Will, too."

   Sandy looked at me and I shrugged.  It was pretty obvious that something
was unusual.  Sandy was all dolled up and headed out.  I was in an old
T-shirt and cut-offs, staying home with the kids.

   Devon jumped in.  "I think it's neat to have that kind of trust in each
other.  I've fooled around with a couple of wives that were doing it with
their hubby's OK.  If it's cool with you, it's cool with me."

   A few words were exchanged about marital ownership vs.  freedoms but
Sandy needed to leave to meet Wes so we couldn't go far with the subject.
As Sandy and Carol were saying goodnight to the kids, Devon asked me what I
thought of he and Carol taking Sandy up to Schofield and make a double date
of the night.  Seemed like a good idea to me and the girls agreed.

   I got Sammy and Glen down to sleep about eight or so.  I then took Pammy
and Tammy into bed with me and played for an hour or so.  I fucked Pammy
and ate Tammy until they both had nice orgasms.  Tammy was starting to
really get into eating pussy and she enjoyed the rare opportunity to eat
her older sister after I shot her full of cum.  Usually her mother got that
treat.  By ten, the three of us were exhausted and I sent them both to
their own beds.

   I crashed expecting Sandy home in a few hours.  It didn't work out quite
that way.

   About five in the morning, Sandy shook me awake.  She was bare assed
naked and giggling.  Drunk and on a roll.

   "Got something for ya, babe." She said thickly as she stood up on the
bed and straddled my shoulders.

   "Shut your eyes and open your mouth." She staggered and I steadied her
with my hands on her calves.  She was being silly.

   I made a face of closing my eyes and opening my mouth wide open.  Sandy
dropped like a rock.  Her slimey pussy slapped me in the face like a filet
of fresh mahi mahi.  A very recently, very thoroughly fucked cunt.  I
realized immediately that she had got more than just well acquainted with
Wes.  She had got fucked.

   Sandy had a hair trigger.  Within ten minutes, she had climaxed twice
and fell over next to me on the bed.  Making a sound somewhere between a
hick-up and burp, I turned her on her back and climbed in the saddle. 
Sandy tried to focus as she pulled me down and into her.

   "Oh, fuck!" She said and passed out.

   Although Sandy felt good to me and I like her all slippery like that, it
wasn't much fun with her asleep.  I pulled out and curled up next to her
and soon was also asleep.

   I woke up with the bright morning sun in my eyes.  Alone.  I stopped in
the bathroom to take care of a bursting bladder and then on to the kitchen
to find my hot little wife.  I wanted the whole story.  No Sandy. 
Anywhere.

   I checked the kids.  Still asleep.  I started the coffee and got the
paper.  Still no Sandy.

   I went through the gardenias and tapped on Carol's sliding door.  She
appeared immediatly from her kitchen holding her finger to her lips.  She
opened the door naked and whispered to wait, she'd be right out.

   Carol appeared in a minute carrying two cups of coffee.  And a smile a
mile wide.

   "Some fucking double date." She said giggling.  Carol was still tipsy.

   "Where's Sandy?" I asked.

   "Back in the fucking bedroom.  Wanna see?"

   Carol led me quietly through her house and into the hall leading to the
master bedroom.  I could hear muffled sounds as we approached.

   On Carol's bed was my little redhead.  Sandwiched between two black
guys. One in her cunt, the other in her ass.  They didn't even notice us
until Carol stepped to the side of the bed and planted a juicy kiss on
Devon who was servicing Sandy's butt.  She whispered something to him and
he looked around at me with a big grin.  He reached out his hand to me and
I shook it.  He didn't miss a stroke up my wife's white little ass.

   Carol then took my hand and led me back out to the lanai.

   "It was her fucking turn." She said.  "They double teamed me last night.
I'm still fucking sore."

   "I take it that's Wes on the bottom of the pile in there." I said.

   "Nope, that's Robert.  Devon's roommate.  Wes left a couple fucking
hours ago.  He had to work today."

   "There were three guys here all night?" I said in a bit of wonderment.

   "Five.  The other two had to fucking leave with Wes."

   "Huh!?"

   "Yep." Carol said proudly.  "And we fucked them all.  Both of us.  Every
fucking one of them.  That's Sandy's last two in there now."

   To be continued...