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 Bringing Up Daughters Part II

   By LuvsItWet

   Copyright @ 2009

   Chapter 13

   When I got home from my evening with Tony, my wife's black lover, Sandy
and the girls were asleep.  I slipped in and slept for a few hours before
going to work the next morning early.  I didn't want to face Sandy right
away.  I was confused with what had happened to me and wasn't ready to talk
about it yet.  I left a note on the kitchen table telling Sandy I loved her
and would talk to her that night.

   Sandy knew something had happened between Tony and me but didn't pry. 
She knew by the next afternoon that I had accepted the invitatation to join
the club.  We were OK with the decision but I felt a little guilt that it
hadn't been made together.  She didn't know how just painfully the decision
had been made.

   Rhonda called Sandy that morning with appointments for me to have my
zero sperm count confirmed and for Sandy to have an IUD installed.  News
traveled fast.

   We went to one of the clinics Nick had told me about the next Saturday
morning when it was closed.  True to Nick's word, drawing my semen sample
was pure pleasure.  The long legged Rhonda, on her gorgeous knees, sucked
my cock until I was ready to blow and milked me into a sterile speciman
cup. Sandy and Nick stood by with occasional words of encougement to us
both.  They applauded at about the same time my knees buckled.

   Rhonda and I assisted in the pelvic exam and insertion of the tiny
neopreme object that would prevent an unwanted pregnancy for my wife.  The
beauty of the IUD, Nick explained, was that the woman was fertile again the
instant the device was removed.  No mucky hormone levels to deal with like
when a woman takes the Pill.  Just pull out the little pest and squirt in
sperm.  Viola...  baby.  A feature we would eventually find helpful.

   Nick took a few minutes to read my sperm count, or rather, lack of sperm
count, and opened a bottle of champagne he had chilled for the celebration.
Sandy and I were members of the club.

   Over the next couple of weeks, Sandy had several chances to test out her
new safety device.  Wes, the young black Marine stationed up at Schofield
Barracks, called her early Tuesday morning and wanted to drop by.  He had
just left when I got home from work.  Sandy was full of his semen.  No
diaphram or spermicide.  The testing had started.

   Saturday night, Tony took Sandy and Rhonda to the club for the evening
but I had to watch the kids.  Carol had a hot date so I volunteered to keep
Greg for her.  I hadn't had a chance to play naughty with the six year old
neighbor boy yet and Sandy thought it might be fun.  Carol agreed and
laughingly told me not to make him queer because she wanted him to like
lots of pussy.  Hers.

   After little Sammy was bathed and tucked in for the night, I took Greg
and the two older girls into my bedroom and stripped us all down for
show-and-tell.  The girls were fascinated by his little penis.  Only about
three inches long and not very big around, but it got hard as a rock when
he knew we were going to play secret games.  I think he was more excited by
the covertness of what we were doing than by the sexual acts themselves.

   I instructed the girls to show Greg everything.  And I mean everything.
They gave him the cook's tour of little girls.  Titties.  Pussies.  Ass
holes.  The works.  Pammy took him into the bathroom and gave him a
personal introduction to where girls pee from.  I even had them suck his
little cock for awhile and then suck mine for awhile.  I fucked Pammy to
show him up close how it was done.  Then led him into Tammy's saddle for
some little girl sex of his own.  Greg was much too young to actually shoot
any cum but he certainly did enjoy our fun.

   Since my recent experience with Tony, I was much more aware of my anus.
And thought the kids might be interested in a little exploration in that
direction.  I had my three students lay face down side by side, Greg in the
middle, across my bed.  I gently lubed them up with petroleum jelly,
sliding a finger into each of them.  There was a lot of squiming and
giggling.  But they all three got strangly quiet as I deepened and
lengthened the finger strokes up into their tight little rectums.  They
each showed an impatience for more when it wasn't their turn.

   After the cataclysmic shock of being ass fucked by something much too
large to go in that little place, I knew my cock was too large for either
of the kids.  I did encourage Greg to clumsily ass fuck first Pammy and
later Tammy with his finger sized little weiner.  They all had fun with
that.  It was a productive and enjoyable lesson for all of them.  I felt
that both of my girls might like to explore anal sex much more deeply
sometime in the near future.

   It was way past bedtime for everyone by the time we had our fill of fun
for the evening.  I ate each of the girls to a pleasant climax and sent
them stumbling off to bed.

   I cuddled little Greg to me and explained to him quietly that men
sometimes played sexy games together without the girls around.  I easily
taught the young boy what it felt and tasted like to suck an adult man's
cock.  All children are oral and he was no different.  Greg eagerly
followed all my directions and soon had his first taste of male semen as I
stroked myself off into his little mouth.  He gagged and choked but
swollowed most of my cum like a trooper.

   Nick and Rhonda brought Sandy home Sunday afternoon.  The night at the
club had been a rousing success and both the ladies had had more attention
than was good for them.  Sandy had went easier on the Mai Tais though and
didn't have any hangover to speak of.  She was sore and bruised from too
much of a good thing.  Black cock.  Her ass cheeks were raw where Tony had
spanked her to show his friends how much she could cum from the pain.  I
nursed her back to health over the next couple of days.

   The following week Sandy had an afternoon threesome with Devon and
Carol. They were still at it when I got home from work so I joined in. 
Then the kids got home from school.  Sandy asked me to distract Tammy while
she took Pammy in Carol's bedroom with Devon.  My redheaded wife held our
first born close while the lanky black guy fucked our little ten year old.
Tammy went into a pout when she heard her sister go over the top but I
promised her she could have some time alone with Pammy when we got home and
that settled her right down.  Tammy was an up and coming little pussy
hound. Our latent lesbian.

   Then tragedy struck.  Sandy's father was killed in a freak construction
accident.

   We got the call early one morning in mid-November and by that aftenoon,
I had taken emergency leave and the five of us were on a military hop to
the mainland.  Not many luxuries on a C-141 Starlifter but they get you
where you need to be.  In a hurry.  By midnight we were consoling an
unconsoleable young widow.

   Sandy's mother Annie was a young woman.  Forty-two at the time.  And she
was a mess.

   She had just arrived at work the morning she got the terrible news and
had been nearly incoherrent all day and night.  Sandy's younger brother had
rushed home from college and her baby sister had been brought home from her
school by a guidance counselor.

   My folks had been there with Sandy's family most of the day but had left
before we got there.  We would stay with them in the house I grew up in
until after the funeral.

   It was a confusing few days but life goes on.  After the funeral, we
decided that Sandy and Sammy would stay on to help with Annie.  She was
still pretty much a zombie.  Jill, Sandy's fifteen year old sister, wasn't
much better.  I would take Pammy and Tammy back to Hawaii with me.  They
had school and I had to get back to work.  The Navy was understanding.  To
a point.

   Back home, the girls and I quickly settled into a bachelor type
existence.  Sandy's influence was missed immediately.  Pammy and Tammy had
fun for a few days trying to fill in as the pseudo housewife.  Fast food
and wrinkled laundry soon became the norm.

   Thanksgiving that year was pretty meager without mom and baby sister.

   I had in mind that Carol would be a really good surrogate wife.  I was
looking forward to some qualitiy time with that shiney black muff.  Up
close and personal.  I think the girls were even looking forward to the
blond neighbor combining big sister and cook in their mother's absence.

   It didn't work out that way.

   Carol's husband Will's seabag on their living room floor the second day
we were back put a crimp in that plan.  We didn't even see Carol for three
days.  Little Greg would show up on our lanai like a lost puppy once in a
while.  The girls would feed him and play with him and take him home about
dark.  Military kids grow up differently.

   The third or fourth night alone, I cuddled Pammy while watching TV in
the evening.  Her little hand slipping into my loose shorts was all it
took. After Tammy went to bed, we eased into the master bedroom and did
really nice things to each other.  It was the first time I had her in an
intimate private way in a long time.  Our lives had been too busy.

   After a very satisfying sexual intercouse, I asked Pammy if she really
wanted to have a baby.  Sandy and I knew that she had been playing some
"Mommy/Baby" games with Sammy.  Like changing her unnecessarily and nursing
her on her swelling little boobs.  I thought it might be time to get it out
in the open before it caused some problems for Pammy.

   Pammy was much more grown up than I would have expected of a girl just
going on eleven.  She had started growing a small crop of pale pink pubic
hair, just a few strands.  She did have cute little breast bumps and her
nipples were extremely responsive.  Her pelvic girdle had started to widen
in preparation for carrying a child, giving her a cute little butt.  And
she had gotten her first period the day after her grandfather's funeral. 
All the dominoes were lined up.  The only question was who and when some
lucky guy would push over the first one.  I wanted help from Sandy with
that decision.

   Pammy told me that she really did want a baby but knew she was too young
to take care of one.  I told her about the IUD that Sandy had been fitted
with and explained condoms and the Pill.  I got out Sandy's old standy-by
"rubber ducky" and helped Pammy put it up in herself.  We had a lot of fun
with that and I even fucked her again with the diaphram in place.  We left
the subject to be further discussed with her mother when she got home.  No
luck there, something happened to press the issue.

   Tony called the week after Thanksgiving to invite Sandy and me to a
special party at the club the following Friday night.  He had been TDY when
we got the bad news about Sandy's dad and he had just returned to Hawaii.
When I told him about the problem in the family he couldn't apologize and
sympathize enough.  I really did like the big black Marine.

   I told Tony about Sandy staying on the mainland with her family to help
with her mother and sister.  At the time we didn't know what we were going
to do for the holiday season.  I thought that I would probably take the
girls back to spend Christmas with our families and then bring Sandy and
Sammy back with me after the first of the year.

   Our black friend asked if I would like to bring the girls up and spend
the weekend with him.  There wasn't much doubt in my mind that Pammy was
really being invited and Tammy and I would just be along for the ride.  I
didn't want to tell him that Pammy might be ovulating about that time and
we didn't have any viable protection for her yet.  I didn't kid myself that
he would use condoms with her.  Sandy would kill me if she came home to
find she was going to be a grandmother.  When Tony pressed I faked a work
related conflict but knew that weak excuses wouldn't hold him off for very
long.

   I hung up from talking to Tony and immediatly called Dr.  Nick Wilson.
Our medical lifeboat.  I briefly explained the problem of birth control for
Pammy.  He asked why it was such a sudden problem.  When I mentioned Tony's
name he said he'd stop by our place later that same evening to give Pammy
an exam and discuss the problem.

   "Whatever you do, keep her away from Tony." He said with a chuckle as he
hung up.  I didn't think it was so funny.

   I usually called Sandy after 8 PM to get the night long distance phone
rate.  This was too important to wait.  We had an emergency here.  I
quickly brought her up to speed on the problem.  She already knew about the
period thing.  She, her mother, and her sister had all been so proud of
Pammy when she showed off the tiny crimson spot in her panties.  Like they
say, misery loves company.  It hadn't dawned on us at the time that our
little girl's eggs would become like the bulls eye in a dart board for all
the African sperm in our lives.  Sandy quickly agreed that we would take
the advice of our doctor friend.

   Nick gave Pammy a quick pelvic exam on our couch.  Tammy was wide eyed
and clung to me while her older sister was getting the once over.  I caught
the good doctor's eye and nodded my head toward the younger of the two and
he caught on fast.  Tammy got the check up also.

   I shooed the girls out to play while Nick was putting his stethescope
and speculum away.

   "Damn good thing I checked them out.  Any doctor would have known that
they are both sexually active and might have asked a lot of embarrassing
questions.  Nine and ten is pretty young in anybody's book.  When did they
start?"

   "I thought you knew about the girls?" I said.  Our daughters had been
discussed in context of joining the interracial sex club.  I thought for
sure Tony had at least told him of fucking Pammy.

   "No, no.  All Tony told me was that you had a couple of really hot
looking little girls that would eventually be good prospects for special
membership."

   We were a little too close to keep any secrets.  Too late now anyway.  I
told Nick how things had started on our trip out to Hawaii a year and a
half earlier.  The thing with Marc and Pammy and later with me and Sandy.
And then with Reggie and Tony and Devon.  I told him about initiating Tammy
just a few months earlier.

   "God, and I thought Rhonda and I were being modern with Rene.  We've
been down right Puritan compared to you and Sandy."

   Rene was Nick and Rhonda's thirteen year old daughter.  She was in a
private girls boarding school on the big island.  She would finish her
eighth grade the following June and then live at home for her high school
years.  Nick had said something about Rene becoming a special member of the
club soon.  Didn't sound very Puritanical to me.

   "Pammy is too small for the IUD, her cervix isn't fully developed yet.
And I don't think they make a diaphram small enough to fit her correctly.
That leaves condoms, which most of the guys will NOT use.  Not a good idea.
Or the Pill."

   "Pammy is under the youngest age recommended for the pill.  But she has
started into puberty and has started supplying some of her own female
hormones so a few extra shouldn't hurt her.  I think, under the
circumstances, the Pill is the way to go.  It will protect her from an
unwanted pregnancy and help to organize her monthly cycle."

   "One side effect, could be a benefit, is that the additional estrogen
will cause her to mature much more quickly.  She will certainly be out
ahead of her little classmates on that count."

   Nick scribbled a prescription on his pad and handed it to me.  "Pick
these up at the pharmacy in our hospital.  I've written it to correct
irregular menstrual cycle.  Which is true.  If she gets pregnant, her cycle
will be very irregular.  Keep the guys away from her for at least six weeks
to give the Pill a chance to take effect.  I want to see her again in about
three months."

   "Oh, and Tim.  PMS in a ten year old may be more than any of us want to
think about." Our new family doctor said with a grin as he stepped out our
front door.

   To be continued...  If you like the story, drop me a line. 
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