Tue.
Bionca woke early Tuesday morning feeling invigorated. She couldn't wait to spring from her bed and go out to attack the treadmill this morning. Her night of debauchery was replaying over and over in her mind thinking about the horse endowed Dave's rampage in her still sore pussy. Bionca could still feel the rawness of her inner walls as she got ready for her day. The multitude of orgasms she experienced on the dick of Dave gave her energy in abundance. If Mr. William Harrum was going to move his little black plaything into the house, she sure as hell was determined to have a little fun herself. Today she was going to be the sunshine, Bionca's told her-self continuing her recent trend of dressing ever more provocatively outside of the home.
Marianne and Bill shared breakfast, Bill eyeing her all the while for signs of 'come fuck me' in her clothes or demeanor. It was hard for him not to steer the conversation to her relationship with Mark, since his dick kept asking him if she had gotten fucked again? With Gertrude serving the meal he tried to focus on her b-cup breast that never would need a bra, to avoid the sex subject with his oldest. It worked till she spoke up.
"Bill, I know you think I've screwed up pretty bad lately. I also know you think me being with Mark is pretty stupid, being he already has a girlfriend and everything, but this is a new thing and I'm going to try and see it through. I'm only telling you this because I know she's at his house a lot so when he gets a chance to see me he'll probably come here."
"Look if you think I'm going to just give my blessings on your fuck-girl status your crazy," Bill said trying to sound stern as his bulging dick pushed and pulled at his pants trying to break free.
"Like I said Bill, I know how you feel but regardless I'm still asking you not to be an asshole if he's around. I'll keep him in my room if you prefer?" Marianne questioned.
Bill's cock felt like he swallowed an overdose of viagra. It was screaming "I'll call him spook-monkey if I have to, to get him up in your room beating your pussy to a pulp!" Bill thought about echoing the words of his dick, since he knew he wanted to make Marianne mad so he could get Mary out the house quick. Bill absolutely had to tear into Gertrude's pussy before his two youngest daughters woke. The long day that lay ahead of him in 'make up work' motivated him.
Bill said "Marianne your twenty three years old. I'm not here to make your choices. Your Mother wasn't a slut as far as I know but..."
Marianne's face cringed hearing her father call her a slut for falling for this one man. Marianne had watched her dear old dad put a family friend out of business just to get back an old client. It wasn't a large account, he told her did it for principle. That same William Harrum, her father, was passing moral judgment on her. Marianne became so infuriated she grabbed her things and stormed from the house.
Bill inwardly smirked. He knew he'd apologize later but for right now he grabbed Gertrude by the braids and pulled her back into the guest quarters.
Victoria and Pamela woke a little later than usual, surprised to not be awaken by Gertrude as was the norm. Pamela and Victoria-Veronica shared the upstairs bathroom, theirs the only bedrooms to not have private bathrooms. The two youngest Harrum girls rushed out the house moments after a Dagwood run to the door by their fleeing father.
With three cars peeling from the horseshoe driveway like a cannonball run the Harrum family went onto their lives of normality. Pamela's day went at school went on as usual as she was accosted for being fat by the cute boys she desired, while the pervs tried to get at her large swollen tits. Victoria spent her day at college going through the motions. Her mind wandered to Tim over and over. Victoria looked into the crowds expecting to see his hulking frame but the day came to an end with Vicky upset at herself for missing Tim.
Bionca had gotten hit on three times today at work and then again at her ladies club by the twenty year old valet. Bionca arrived home first. Worn from a day of smiles and walking triumphantly in high heels she quickly bathed, grabbed a light snack and headed for bed. Pamela arrived home after her tennis lessons too late and too tired to eat dinner. Pam did grab a little desert on her way up the stairs, for the sweet comfort of sleep. Vicky came in feeling down after studying with her girlfriend Gwen. Victoria wanted to reach out to someone but found her Mom and Pam sleep. Victoria went to her room to numb her pining mind with channel surfing.
Marianne met up at a happy hour near job with her girlfriend Stacey. After a couple of drinks she began to confide in her red headed girlfriend. Marianne went into detail over drinks about her recent encounters with Mark, from beginning to end. At the end of her tale, Marianne's girlfriends' expression was one of deep concern. Stacey knew her friend well enough to know she was struggling with her emotions so she didn't probe.
Stacey spoke after another round and fending off two would be romeos, "Let's get out of here. This place seems to not be exactly helping to lift your spirits."
Marianne and Stacey drove to Stacey's apartment. Stacey always was the 'try-sexual' type and watching the incredibly hot Marianne get hotter telling of the hot fucking she had been getting made her plump thighs tingle. Just as her torrid tales from a couple of days ago began her sister Victoria's orgasm at the breakfast table, Stacey's sexual energies started gravitating towards her vaginal region.
Stacey playfully began to assault her girlfriend in a mock wresting style. Laughingly reminding Marianne that she liked it rough. Marianne giggled along with her stubbier friend wrestling around in Stacey's living room. After some time Marianne began to get tired and wanted to take a break, but Stacey would have none of it.
Marianne had always been blessed with a killer bod and never had to work at it. Her lack of conditioning made it easy for Stacey to pin her to the floor face first on her stomach. Stacey smacked Marianne's ass with the flat of her hand causing a sting to pierce into her perfectly soft and rounded ass cheek.
"Stop it!" Marianne wailed at Stacey.
"You like it rough don't you? I see how hot you get when talking about a hard fuck." SMACK!
"Ow! That's enough stop it you bitch!"
"Are you mad I'm not your super dick?" SMACK!
Stacey kept punishing Marianne's ass while taking advantage of Marianne's admitted sexual weaknesses. Stacey lifted Mary's skirt and pulled down her pantyhose and panties to just below ass level. The perfect, naked globes sent her into a frenzy of lust and jealousy. She had been a good friend all these years and never once had Mary showed her an interest and now this big black cock has her heated up just thinking about it.
Stacey let off years of sexual frustration as she spanked the delectable globes, trembling in the wake of the punishment. Marianne tried to throw her meaty friend from her back as the blows rained on her unprotected ass cheeks. Her voice now nothing more than a whimper she begged Stacey to stop.
Instead Marianne felt hands rubbing her moist pussy. "I knew you liked it rough!" Stacey chided as she pulled the pantyhose and panties off the defeated Marianne. She dove head first into the wounded buns of Marianne, her tongue cutting a path form asshole to pussy. The shocked Mary pushed at the ground surprised at the new sensation, the force of which arched her back in pleasure and allowed the probing tongue to enter her pussy walls.
Mary tried to stammer another plea to get her friend to quit, but the involuntary grinding of her hips onto the invading tongue cut her pleas short. The caresses on Mary's bruised ass made her pussy yawn open all the much more in anticipation of further sexual ramparts. Stacey's bobbing red head dove with abandon in Mary's juicing hole. The pussy flow was extreme as it soaked Stacey's rapturous face. An orgasm shot from Mary like an overflowing volcano putting a gloss onto Stacey's rounded baby face.
The portly redhead stripped off her clothes and flipped the trembling Mary over. "Sixty-nine time!" Stacey grunted as she fastened her lips on Mary's quivering clit. The electric spasms that rocked her body when clit contact was made pumped her hips repeatedly in a jack hammer motion towards the lips that were giving her clit such wild sensations. Her mouth opened in response to the pleasure and was met with Stacey's clit. Marianne nursed the presented clit as the pussy ground against her sexy red lips. Mary looked delicious with her long golden hair spread like a fan on the carpet while she was getting a mouth full of the red bush of her confidant.
Entering Mary's gushing quim wasn't difficult for Stacey's four fingers pressed into a cone. She pushed her fingers as deeply as she could, lost in the conquering of the physically perfect Mary. The cell phone rang as Mary was entering her third orgasm. Stacey enjoying the kink of answering Marianne's phone while she had her mouth busy on her sex, as she reached her sticky hand into Mary's pocket and throatily said "Hi."
"I'm ready to put my dick in you."
"Oh that sounds really nice." Stacey said back to the husky voice she surmised must be Mark.
"Who is this?"
