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 Bringing Up Daughters Part II

   By LuvsItWet

   Copyright @ 2009

   Chapter 15

   When I walked into the kitchen early Christmas Eve morning Annie, my
mother-in-law, was the only one up and around.  The foxy little widow was
standing at the sink washing some glassware from the previous evening.  I
eased up behind her and put my hands over her eyes.

   "Guess who?"

   "Oh, Tim.  Stop that." Being the only male in the household, it wasn't
difficult to guess who was playing childish games.

   I wrapped my arms around Annie's waist and pulled her back to me in a
bear hug.  As I nuzzled the side of her neck I noticed the brownish black
hicky put there a couple of days earlier by our black Marine friend.  I
gently rubbed circles over her silk robe at her mid section.

   "We all love you, mom."

   "Mmmmm.  That's nice to hear.  You have made me feel so welcome."

   I was idly swaying her back and forth as we talked.  I slipped one hand
down to her lower belly and pressed inward with my finger tips.  Just above
her pelvic girdle.

   "Sandy tells me that Tony may have already put a little black baby in
here.  He's a fast worker, huh?" I whispered into her ear.

   There was a quick intake of breath as Annie stiffened and clasped both
my arms in her hands.

   "Oh, Tim.  What will I do if I'm pregnant?  What will my friends think?
What will I tell Jill?"

   "Well, one thing at a time.  You'll get a huge big belly, you'll fuck
whoever you want, as much as you want and then you'll give birth to a child
you can love forever.  Your friends don't have anything to say about it, it
wasn't their pussies that had that big black cock shooting off in them. 
And why don't you just let Sandy take care of what Jill thinks about a new
little baby in the family.?"

   "Sandy is so lucky to have you." Annie turned in my arms and gave me a
very un-mother-in-law like kiss.  I had both hands full of hard little butt
cheeks pulling her pelvis into my growing hard-on.

   "Ah ehemm.'' The sound of a clearing throat interrupted our warming
embrace.

   "Why don't you two get a room?" It was my little lepachaun in her baby
doll nighty.

   "And I know just the room.  C'm on." Sandy was almost skipping as she
bounced out of the kitchen toward the hall leading to the bedrooms.

   Sandy led the way as Annie and I followed closely.  When the master
bedroom door closed behind us, Sandy threw off her nighty and went for
Annies light wrap.  I dropped my PJ bottoms and we all piled in bed
together, giggling like ten year olds.

   "God, I've wanted to help Tim fuck you since the first time I ate your
pussy, mom." Sandy said in a husky voice.  She was as turned on as she I
had seen her in a long time.

   Sandy was in charge and I don't think Annie or I doubted it.  We had
arranged ourselves with mom in the middle and Sandy raised up over her to
kiss me and pull me closer into the mass of hot freckles.  I felt a hand on
my erection.  I didn't care whose but I was being pulled toward the center
of the group.  I rolled up and was quickly guided into my wife's mother's
wetness by a tiny insistant hand.

   We were late doing the last minute Chrismas shopping that year.

   The first day back at work after the New Years, there was a note taped
to my locker telling me to report to personel ASAP.  I found out, to my
shock, that I was being transferred.  It was at least a year ahead of
rotation and totally unexpected.  Just when things were going great guns in
our private life, the Navy was going to screw it up.

   But then I saw that the transfer was to an Underwater Demolition Team
detachment home based at an ordnance depot less than ten miles from where
we lived.  Now that baffled me.  What the hell did a UDT detachment need of
a medical administrator.  Strange.  And why did they need me to "procede
without delay" like the orders were stamped.

   I followed orders like any good sailor.  Check-out took a couple hours.
I dropped by the house and told Sandy about the odd things happening to us.
She was as mystified as I was.  I changed into tropical whites to make a
good first impression at the new command.  Surgical grey was a little too
casual.  They probably wore explosive red or tracer green where I was
going. A whole new world was opening up for this kid.

   I finally found my new duty station.  It was an office hidden in the
back of a quanset hut buried in the jungle a few hundred yards from one of
the finger lochs of Pearl Harbor.  Way off the nearest road.  Not even a
security gate.  Anyone that found that place had to know what they were
looking for.  The only guy in the office was the commanding officer, Chief
Warrant Officer Hannigan.  A crusty old guy.  Looked to be in his early
sixties but I learned later was only early forties.  He seemed vaguely
familiar to me for some reason.

   Mr.  Hannigan knew who I was as soon as he saw my rating badge.

   "Have a seat Martin.  I'll be with you in a minute." Standard officereze
to put you in your place.  He could have been cleaning his fingernails and
still have said the same thing.  He finished what ever he was making notes
on and looked up at me.

   "Welcome aboard." He lifted his butt far enough to reach over the desk
to shake my hand.

   "Thank you sir." Standard enlistedeze to indicate you got the point that
he was the boss.

   My new skipper reached out for the thick manila envelope that contained
my personel, medical and dental records.  Then stuffed it, unopened, into a
file cabinet next to his desk.

   "Standard routine around here is to muster at 0830 Monday mornings.  If
nothing is going on that needs your attention, get lost.  Call this number
before 1000 Wednesdays and Fridays, tell the guy that answers who you are.
If there are any messages for you, he'll tell you." He handed me a small
card that just had a phone number printed on it.  Nothing else.

   "That's how you will get hold of me if you need anything.  Leave me a
message.  If I need to reach you, I'll know where to find you.  Any
questions?"

   "No sir, seems simple enough."

   "See you Monday." I was dismissed summarily.

   I was halfway out the door.  "Oh, and Martin..."

   I stopped and turned to answer.  Mr.  Hannigan was dialing the phone. 
He didn't even look up at me.

   "Welcome to the club."

   I don't even remember driving home.  I was stunned.  I suddenly
remembered why I felt I should know my new boss.  Mr.  Hannigan was one of
the middle-aged men sitting at the bar the night Nick had explained the
purpose and benefits of our club.

   I was trying to explain to Sandy what I thought had just happened to us
when the phone rang.  I was on the lanai with my second Primo when she
stretched the phone cord out through the door.

   It was Nick.

   "Now that you have some time on your hands, would you like a job that
pays pretty good?" He asked after the routine exchange.  I suddenly felt
like I was in over my head.  I saw the reason for the transfer.  But was it
a good thing or a bad thing?

   "Nick, I'm overwhelmed.  I don't know what to say.  Everything is
happening too fast."

   "We're having a little get together tonight, Tim.  Why don't you bring
the whole family over, say about seven, and maybe we can find a few minutes
to talk about it."

   "Let me talk to Sandy.  I'll call you back."

   "Let's let Rhonda talk to Sandy, you might not have to." Nick chuckled.

   I handed the phone to the better half and dug another Primo out of the
fridge at about the same time that Annie and Jill came through the
gardenias.  Christ, I'd even forgotten that they were still with us.

   They had spent the afternoon with Carol on a tourist trip to the Arizona
memorial.  I was so wrapped up in my events, I hadn't even known they were
gone.

   The girls and Greg were in school.  Their first day back after vacation.

   We were packed in my old clunker like sardines but it was only about an
hour's ride up to Nick and Rhonda's house on Aiai mountain above Trippler
Army hospital.  Nice neighborhood, nice place.  Not as big as the club
house but didn't miss it much.

   Nick and Rhonda were polished hosts.  They both met us at the door to
welcome us.  Rhonda was in skin tight shorts and a halter top.  And
platform shoes that made her long legs even longer.

   Their daughter Rene was an honest-to-god princess.  Probably the most
beautiful girl I had ever been in the same room with.  Willowy blond
alabaster is probably a good description.  Poised to a fault.  At thirteen
going on godess, she was nearly as tall as me.

   Jill, two years older, was cowed and bashful at first but quickly warmed
when Rene turned on the charm.  Pammy and Tammy just gawked.  I think I may
have drooled or wet my pants.

   Annie didn't know about the relationship between us and the Wilson's. 
Or the Wilson's and Tony so she was nearly floored when she was introduced
to her big black lover and two of his equally black friends from our club.
She had spent two more afternoons of bliss wrapped in his arms but wasn't
ready to be quite so public with her newfound sluttishness.

   Pammy and Tammy ran to the huge black man and swamped him with hugs and
kisses.  It was obvious to everyone that there was more than just a casual
friendship.  Luckily the two teen-age girls had disappeared somewhere else
in the house and weren't witness to Tony fondling our two little carrot
topped moppets.  Annie was the only adult present that wasn't fully aware
of the sexual nature of our little group.  But she was learning fast.

   Introductions were made while I was distracted getting Sammy situated in
our portable playpen so I missed the names of the two extra guys on the
lanai.  I did recognize them as active players from the first night at the
club when Sandy was first introduced to Tony's friends.

   Both Sandy and Rhonda had been fucked a number of times at the club by
these two guys and made no pretense that they were strangers.  Annie's eyes
were as large as silver dollars when she saw her oldest daughter lay a deep
sloppy tongue kiss on them both in turn.  I was excited by the show and
wondered what Rhonda might have planned for this little get together.  So
far it was looking pretty good.

   "Why don't we leave the ladies with their friends for a bit.  I want to
clear up a few things with you." Nick nodded his head and drink toward a
closed door off the dimly lit lanai.

   As I turned to follow Nick, Sandy was hiking her short skirt up around
her waist and planting her pantiless ass on the lap of one of Tony's big
friends.  All I could see of him was a very broad smile of shining white
teeth over Sandy's shoulder.

   Tony had Pammy up on his hip like a mother carries a toddler, holding
her with a hand on her little ass.  Annie was under the other arm with his
tongue down her thoat.

   I liked the way this party was starting.  But reality intruded.  Nick
led the way into his panelled study.  Medical books and soft lighting.  He
motioned for me to the long couch along one wall and sat down behind a
large mahogony desk.

   "Like the new job?"

   "Christ Nick, that's not a job.  That's a boondogle.  That bunch of
suicidal maniacs need a medical administrator like they need a stray
spark."

   "It was the only thing we could come up with to get you loosened up.  We
need you to take over the hospital and the clinics.  The guy we have now is
retiring next month.  Way past his time.  He's in his seventies and has
earned a rest."

   "There is a good salary and some nice things that go along with the job.
You would have your own office in the hospital.  A car is supplied because
there is some travel between the hospital and the clinics.  There was also
mention this afternoon about maybe throwing in the availability of a house
near the hospital if you are interested.  The house the current admin guy
is living in will go vacant in a couple of months when he moves back to the
mainland."

   I heard a squeel come from out on the lanai.  Jill, my fifteen year old
sister-in-law, flashed across my mind.  That little girl would get a real
education tonight if she stumbled into the scene I imagined was shaping up
out there.

   "Rhonda lined up a pretty hot party on such short notice." I said.  I
was stalling for time.  I didn't want to make this kind of decision without
Sandy and she was busy.  Probably getting her brains fucked out.

   "It wasn't that short.  The guys were going to be here anyway."

   "What about Rene?"

   "She likes to watch the guys fuck Rhonda.  Makes her hotter than hell. I
usually satisfy her with my mouth later.  Or Rhonda does."

   My god, he really got to see that girl naked.  I wondered briefly if
maybe he would let me kiss the ground she walked on.

   "What about Tony and the other black guys?"

   "Her pussy is off limits to the black guys.  Period.  If any one of them
even try to get in her panties, the big black prick that they're so proud
of will be stuffed up his tight black ass.  Permanently."

   "I thought you said Rene would become a special member in the club
soon?" I was confused.

   "She will.  It's really the sperm that is the deal killer for her. 
She's a virgin and doesn't want to use any kind of birth control yet.  All
those black studs are brimming with little swimmers and would probably ring
her bell on the first swing.  Rene wants to finish college, find a rich
white husband and then...  and then have black babies."

   "I don't understand.  What about the club?"

   "Rene is so pretty that we think she can be a very popular special
member just giving hand jobs."

   I suspected at that moment that Nick might have been self administering.
Something a helluva lot weirder than the stuff Tony had given me.  The man
was delusional.  If he and Rhonda thought they could let that gorgeous
thirteen year old blond go around innocently giving handjobs to save her
ovum for later, somebody was on some pretty strong stuff.

   The job that Nick was offering me had sounded good a few minutes ago. 
Now I was concerned that he might be living in a drug induced na-na land.
Down the rabbit hole so to speak.

   We were rudely interrupted by a loud knocking on the study door.  It
flew open without waiting for a response.

   "Get out here, you guys.  You have to see this." It was Sandy and she
was bare assed naked.  Laughing.

   In the dim torch light of the lanai all I could see at first was a pile
of bodies on the thick blanket in the middle of the deck.  Sitting to the
side was our blond hostess, still fully clothed, holding a naked Tammy on
her lap.  Standing next to her was an equally naked Pammy.

   When I got a better look, I could see my mother-in-law surrounded and
covered by black men.  Enveloped.  Tony was on the bottom with Annie laying
on him face down.  Behind her, holding her by the hips and stroking slowly
into her ass, was one of the men that had been in the shadows earlier. 
Kneeling next to her shoulders was the black man whose lap Sandy had just
sat down on when I was dragged away for the job offer.  HIs semi-erect cock
was halfway into the red headed widow's mouth, the wet remainder glistening
in the faint light.

   "Jesus, they're making her airtight and waterproof." I heard Nick say
under his breath from behind me.  "Tony said she liked black cock but who
would have guessed...  ?"

   Sandy had pulled my arm around her while we stood together watching her
mother being fucked by three black man at the same time.  I slipped my hand
down her back, through the crack of her ass, and under her crotch.  She was
leaking slimey cum down the inside of both thighs.  I understood then where
the cock in Annie's mouth had recently shot it's foamy load.  Sandy widened
her stance to let me fuck my finger up into her soaked slot.

   "I think mom may be over the worst about dad.  Don't you?" Sandy looked
up at me dreamily.

   I glanced over at Rhonda to see Tammy laying back sprawled wide open
with the blond's hand urgently working in our second daughter's little
pussy.  Pammy's head was laying down on Rhonda's shoulder and her eyes were
closed.  The little smile on her face told me where the tall blond's other
hand probably was being kept busy.  I wasn't the only one finger fucking a
hot little red head.

   "Where's Jill?"

   "Rhonda told Rene to keep her busy." Sandy was breathing hard from my
fingers working her dripping cunt from behind.

   "How's she going to do that?" I asked as I added a second finger into my
wife's little slot.  I was now almost picking her up with each solid stroke
up into her.

   "The same way girls in all-girl boarding schools keep each other busy.
She's teaching her to eat pussy."

   Back in the pile of flesh on the floor in front of us, the man in
Annie's ass lunged forward to push deeply into her bowels and blasted off
his jizm with a groan.  A few seconds later, Tony arched up into his new
woman's cunt and ejaculated a sperm laden load of semen into her
reproductive tract.

   If Annie's suspicions were correct the forty-three year old widow was
already several days pregnant by the large black Marine.  But it wouldn't
hurt to make sure.

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