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 Bringing Up Daughters Part II

   By LuvsItWet

   Copyright @ 2009

   Chapter 23

   Annie's water broke just after midnight the night we moved into the new
house.  She was on her hands and knees in the family room being fucked by
one of the black guys at the party when it happened.  She made a hell of a
mess on the new carpet but no one noticed or cared at the time.

   We didn't even wait for an ambulance.  I drove, Tony rode shotgun.  Nick
was the doctor in attendance in the back seat.  Sandy and Jill followed in
Tony's car.

   Annie was a trooper.  This was her fourth child so she knew how to be a
mother.  She moaned with contractions, and she cussed men and sex and cocks
and sperm in between.

   The baby boy was born unceremoniously just inside the emergency room
doors of our hospital.

   I had never seen a blue baby before.  When I first saw Tammy and Pammy,
they were pink.  Sammy had been pale white.  Tony and Annie's baby, Derek,
was blue, slimey and covered in blood when he popped screaming head first
out from between my mother-in-law's legs.

   The nurse on duty pulled my ear down and explained.

   "A lot of black babies look blue when they are first born.  Usually it
means they will be very dark skinned in a few days." She quietly said.  "Is
he the father?" She added, tilting her head toward Tony.

   I just nodded in the affirmitive.

   "She's a very lucky lady." The little blond said with a wistful smile.

   I made a mental note to myself to see if Betty could find out anything
signifacant about a young emergency room nurse named 'Susan W'.

   The next several days were pretty routine except for Sandy oohing and
aahing over her new half brother.  You would have thought that no one ever
had a baby before.  In between getting settled in the new house, meeting
new neighbors, changing addresses, Sandy spent most of her time at her
mother's.  I endured hours of reports of what a beautiful baby "we" had.

   One of the bumps in our road came in the form of the neighbor next door
on the ewa side.  A tall, long legged strawberry blond with a penchant for
gossip.  Sandy was friendly with her and had even had a little impromptu
topless sunbathing experience with her one day in our back yard.  Sandy
hadn't told her anything about our lifestyle and wasn't sure she wanted to
in the beginning.  I had had a couple of cold Premos with her hubby a few
of days after moving in and thought they were nice enough people.

   "Why on earth is your mother keeping that nigger kid?"

   Out of the blue.

   Sandy was standing at the sink rinsing glasses to put in the dishwasher
and Gaile was sitting at the kitchen table nursing her third or fourth Mai
Tai of the morning.  My little redhead had a quick temper but was caught so
off gaurd, she told me later, that her knees went weak and her mind went
blank.

   Annie had popped in on her way to a post-natal appointment with little
Derek's pediatrician.  She quickly excused herself and left when she found
Sandy with company.  Gaile had apparently assumed, with no reason to know
otherwise, that Derek was just a babysitting chore for Sandy's mom.

   Sandy, with her back turned to our new neighbor, quickly collected her
wits and put on her poker face.  She was beyond furious but didn't want
Gaile to know.  Sandy calmly brought the afternoon neighborly get-together
to a close and called me at work.  I could tell she was upset so I didn't
waste any time getting home that day.

   "The gall of that bitch.  I wanted to scratch her fucking eyes out. 
What a bigot!" Sandy said after she explained what had happened.  She had
worked herself into a mild rage.

   "Calm down honey, it won't do any good to get the girls all riled up
too."

   "Have you talked to mom about it yet?" I asked.

   "No.  She'd probably want to come over and punch that stuck up cunt
right in the filthy mouth."

   "Think about it hon.  Before we met Reggie and Marc, and then Tony and
the others, we really didn't have an appreciation for black people.  I
don't think we were prejudiced.  We just didn't have any reason not to be.
The people we have met in the past year or so, and the things we have done
with them, has been a real education for all of us.  I'm really proud of
you and the girls."

   "So.  What's your point?" She was still hot under the collar.

   "If we handle this situation right, maybe Gaile will learn a thing or
two.  About herself and about other people."

   "OK, hon.  Maybe.  But she just burned my ass when she said that about
little Derek.  I love him so much."

   There was a long pause.  "Baby, can I have one just like him?  Please?"

   I knew that was coming.  Sooner or later.

   "Sure sweetheart.  As soon as Sammy's a little older and doesn't take so
much of your time.  I would love for you to make a little black baby.  I
want to help you."

   "What about the girls?" She asked absently.

   "Well, they're still a little young.  Don't you think?"

   "No, no.  I mean how are we going to keep them from saying something
about our black friends in front of Gaile and Bert that causes trouble?"
Sandy said.

   "We'll talk to them, I think they'll understand."

   Over the next few weeks we socialized with a lot of the neighbors, Bert
and Gaile included.  Sandy avoided any direct confrontation on the race
issue by carefully separating that part of our lives for the time being.

   We did start spending a lot more time at the club.  With the girls in
school and me at work, Sandy started hanging out there two or three days a
week.  She became very close friends with several of the other wives.  They
enjoyed exchanging stories about their various black lovers and from time
to time, treating the guys that showed up to some married white pussy in
each other's presence.

   One of the wives mentioned that her teen aged son was starting up a
little yard maintenance business to earn extra money for college.  Sandy
brought it up to me that evening and I asked her to invite the boy over to
check him out.  I didn't have time for very much home maintenance at the
time, and a service would be ideal.

   Brandon was not at all what I expected.  Tall for his age, sixteen, and
a surfer type.  He was also very dark.  It was hard to believe his mother
was white.  His father must have been very, very black.

   I showed Brandon around and he seemed eager and competent.  I liked him
immediately.  While he was digging out and assembling the pool cleaning
equipment to give us a quick demonstration of his skill, Sandy pulled me
into the kitchen.

   "His mom says he's pretty good in bed, too.  Mind if I check him out?"
Sandy said with her impish little smile.  I knew a set up when I saw one.

   I needed to run into the office for a few minutes anyway, so I loaded
Pammy and Tammy in the car to give my little redhead an hour or so alone
with her latest victim.

   When we returned, Brandon's pickup was gone and Sandy was waiting for me
in our bed.

   "I hired him, honey." Was all she said as she spread her legs to show me
a large dollop of fresh pearly semen starting to dribble down the crack of
her ass.

   Tammy's tenth birthday was in mid October and just happened to fall on
Saturday.  Sandy invited several of the kids from the neighborhood and a
few from Tammy's fourth grade class to a party around the pool that
afternoon.  Lots of screaming kids, a birthday cake, presents.  The works.

   Gaile came over and was finally properly introduced to Annie and Derek.
Her stunned reaction was predictable and Sandy got a secret pleasure from
shocking our new neighbor.  I left before saying or doing something that
would embarrass us all.  Bert was on their lanai nursing a cold beer and
welcomed my company.

   "Sometimes I miss having kids." Bert said idly.  Even a seven foot block
wall couldn't contain the noise of about twenty screaming ten and eleven
year olds collected in our yard next door.

   "Why don't you?  Have kids, I mean." I was curious.  He and Gaile were
in their early thirties, only a few years older than Sandy and me.  Still
plenty of time on the biological clock.

   "Oh, I don't know.  At first we were too wrapped up in work and
traveling when we could.  We didn't want to be burdened with all that goes
along with having children.  Now it seems like Gaile doesn't want any kids.
We seldom even have sex anymore.  And when we do, she makes me wear a
rubber.  Takes all the fun out of it for me." Bert seemed a bit dejected.

   We sat around sucking up a cold one or two and solving the problems of
the world.  All the time the pandemonium next door was rumbling in the
background.

   I left Bert to his troubles after an hour or so and went back over to
the party.  Gaile was getting pleasantly plastered on her Mai Tais as usual
and had made some crack that had upset Annie.  I pulled my mother-in-law
aside and calmed her down enough to keep peace in the family and
neighborhood.  I could see the clouds of war on the horizon.  Something had
to give.  And soon.

   By about five, all the waterlogged, overfed little kids had been turned
back over to their parents and the house quieted down.  Sandy took a brief
break then packed up diaper bags, swim suits and PJ's and we loaded Annie,
the new baby and the three girls in the car and headed out to Tony's for a
cook out.  And the rest of Tammy's birthday party.

   Jill had moved back in with her mother to be closer to school but still
spent weekends and one or two nights a week with Tony.  Our big black
Marine friend was determined to give Sandy's little sister a big belly just
like he had done for her mother.  And Jill certainly was being cooperative.
So it was no surprise when she greeted us at the door when we arrived.

   As soon as the door closed, the clothes came off.  And the lights came
up to reveal several other people.  They all yelled, "SUR-PRISE!!!"

   Some of the people were friends from the club.  Some were Tony's buddies
from work.  They were all as naked as the day they were born.

   Sandy and I knelt down next to Tammy and put our arms around our little
daughter.

   "Honey." Sandy said.  "Tonight you can do anything you want to do... 
Happy birthday, Tammy."

   Tammy looked at me with her finger in her mouth and her big blue eyes
wide.

   "Really." She said in awe.  She knew what she was being given permission
to do.

   "Really." I said.  "Happy birthday, baby doll.  Have fun."

   As I looked up from kneeling next to Tammy, I was faced with Tony's hard
black cock only inches from my face.

   "Would you like to come with me, Tammy?" He said as he held out his hand
to my ten year old daughter.  A huge smile on his wide black face.

   Tammy looked at me timidly as she took the offered hand.  She was so
small.

   "I have wanted this for so long, daddy.  Thank you." She said.

   I had expected to be able to watch our second child have her first black
man.  I was looking forward to it.  But Tony had other plans.  As Sandy and
I stood, he led our little girl down the hall to his bedroom and closed the
door.  It was nearly two hours later when we saw her next.

   Tammy was walking oddly when she returned to her birthday party.  But
the smile on her face lit up the room.  Our little girl had now experienced
the pleasures of sex with a black man and there was no turning back for
her.

   Sandy had disappeared with Cuch somewhere.  Probably a lounge in the
shadows or a guest bedroom.  I was talking to Nick when Tony and the
birthday girl reappeared.

   "Daddy, daddy.  Look what uncle Tony gave me." Tammy said as she waddled
up to me and spread her pale little legs and separated her labia with her
fingers.

   As I expected, crusting semen was smeared on the inside of both of
Tammy's skinney little thighs.  Gift enough for my little angel but there
was something else shinning in her slimey, swollen little slot.

   I knelt down to get a closer look and found she had been neatly pierced
and a small gold ring placed through the hood of her clitoris.  Hanging
from the ring by two loops of tiny gold chain was a gold bead about the
size of a small pea.  The bead rested just to the side of her noticeably
erect clit.

   "It'll heal in a couple of weeks." Tony said.  "I'll tell Sandy how to
take care of it."

   Tammy turned and slipped away from me into the crowd.  Looking for her
mother and sister to show them her new birthday present.

   "She liked being pierced.  She got off when I pushed the needle into
her." Tony said from my side.

   As I glanced toward him, I was once again faced by his large black cock.
Now, however, it was somewhat wilted and coated with a wet glaze of his cum
and my little girls pussy juice.

   He stepped closer to me, wordlessly indicating what he wanted me to do.
I did it willingly.

   "She's very special, Tim." He said, looking down absently and pulled my
head as I engulfed him.  "It's going to take a special kind of man to keep
her happy."

   I could only nod.  I heard Nick clear his throat behind me.

   We went home without Tammy that night.

   The big contract for the research lab at the hospital came through about
a week later.  The money had already been budgeted for the big hospital in
Zaire and things were starting to move fast.  My time was suddenly filled
with long days of lots of technical manual reading and phone calls. 
Because of the time zone differences, I frequently got called, or had to
make calls, in the middle of the night.  I started staying in my little
hide-out next to the office a night or two a week.

   "Honey, Gaile was here today when Brandon showed up to clean that area
under the mango tree and vacuum the pool.  I don't think she's ever been
that close to a real live black man before."

   "Did she say anything rude." It was Friday night and had been a long
week.  My little hottie and I were re-bonding.

   "No, she didn't say anything while he was here but she sure looked at
him a lot.  It was hard to know what she was thinking."

   "She'll probably give poor old Bert a workout tonight.  You think?"

   "I doubt it.  Gaile says he's not very good in bed."

   "He says the same thing about her.  Think she might like a little
pussy?"

   "I wouldn't let that bitch between my legs if she had the last tongue on
earth." Sandy said as she rolled over on top of me for our second fuck of
the night.  Sandy was still seething about the comment Gaile had made about
little Derek.  Her Irish temper.

   "I said a 'little' pussy, I was thinking more like, say, Sammy's." She
nearly bit my left nipple off.  The teeth marks didn't go away for days.

   That Sunday we all got together for one last beach day for the season.
It was already starting to get chilly in the early morning and late
afternoons.

   Jill took the occassion to proudly announce that she had just been
confirmed to be two months pregnant.  She had probably caught on her
initiation night, or soon after.  The dozens of fucks since, just to make
sure, had been a total waste of perfectly good sperm.  The baby was due in
mid April.

   Amid a hearty round of congratulations, Sandy elbowed me in the ribs.

   "I want one too." She said with a pout.  The pressure was not going to
go away.

   On the ride home that evening, Annie was pensive.  Finally she spoke up.

   "Kids, I've decided to put a permanent end to my baby making days." She
said.  "I'm supposed to go in for my six week check-up Tuesday and I'm
horny as a billy goat.  I know when the doctor says it's OK, I'll fuck the
first man that will hold still for me.  And with my luck, I'm probably
fertile Myrtle." She went on.  "I'll turn sixty the same month this little
sweetheart graduates from high school.  That's just too old.  I would like
to make a million more just like him but I know I can't."

   "Nick is arranging for a tubal ligation procedure for me Tuesday
afternoon.  I'll have to spend the night in the hospital and rest a couple
of days."

   Sandy was quiet.  Pammy was asleep.  Tammy had stayed with Tony and her
aunt Jill.  I didn't know what to say.

   Mom broke the mood.

   "I'm not giving up sex, for Christ's sake.  Or having sex with black
men. I'm just giving up having their babies.  I may even become
promiscuous."

   The irony wasn't lost on me.  I knew for a fact that she had been fucked
by at least ten different black men since her husband had died only a year
earlier.  And had a child by one of them.

   "Oh, mom." Sandy said.  "We're behind anything you want to do.  A
hundred percent."

   It was quiet in the car for a few minutes.

   "You think you'll be up for a nice little party at the club next
weekend?" Sandy asked her mother.  "We'll get you so fucked, you'll leak
for a week."

   Sandy kept little Derek Tuesday night and brought Annie from the
hospital to our house Wednesday afternoon.  Annie stayed with us for a
couple of days so we could spoil her.  The surgeon had put the kibosh on
any penetration sex for two weeks so we had a real wall climber on our
hands.  Sandy told me later that she ate her mother to a couple of gentle
little climaxes while Derek nursed just to take the edge off.  Pammy even
helped by cuddling her grandmother and nursing on her other breast.

   When I got home from work late Friday afternoon, the house was in a near
state of riot.

   "Honey, you should've been here.  I have never laughed so damned hard in
my life." Sandy said when she met me in the garage with a cold Primo.

   On the lanai, Annie and the girls, Jill included, were only slightly
less giddy.  For no apparent reason, one or the other of them would
suddenly break into a giggling fit.

   "Ya gotta hear this." Sandy said through tears.

   It seems that Sandy and Annie were lounging around the pool just after
lunch when Brandon showed up for the weekly pool cleaning and yard work
routine.  He hadn't been there ten minutes when Gaile showed up.

   Sandy, up to then, had been discrete about Brandon in her relationship
with Gaile.  But Annie was just angry enough to blow the whole thing.  And
that's exactly what she did.

   While Sandy entertained Gaile, Annie entertained Brandon.

   Nothing would have been said, nor even noticed probably, except for the
huge gob of reproductive liquid that had somehow remained in Annie's
crimson locks after she had waylayed Brandon in the utility room of the
garage.  The doctor hadn't said anything about blowjobs and the pool boy
was a handy, eager, over-sexed sixteen year old.  He was just a little wild
right there at the end.

   The humor of the situation was in the clueless neighbor lady's reaction
to what had obviously occurred while the middle aged matron had been a
little slow in mixing up a fresh pitcher of Mai Tais.

   Just as Annie sat back down at our lanai table, the gob liquified and
dribbled down the side of my mother-in-law's face.  That got the immediate
attention of all three women.  Gaile had nearly fainted when Annie casually
wiped the semen off and wordlessly licked her fingers clean.

   Gaile left in a confused fluster saying something about her husband
coming home early.

   Neither Sandy or Annie cared if they never saw the "bigoted bitch"
again.

   Sandy tipped Brandon an extra twenty bucks.

   I wasn't sure this was going the way I had thought it should.  I wanted
patience and understanding.  The ladies in my clan were going for shock and
humiliation.

   The dark clouds were building on the horizon.

   To be continued...  If you like the story, tell me. 
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