Please Stop Fucking My Family
When the Harrum family woke on Sunday morning they had breakfast together. It was the only chance the family had together. Though middle daughter Victoria went to a local college the various busy schedules kept all the members into their own lives. They cherished this time to get re-acquainted.
Victoria and her eighteen year old younger sister Pam cooked breakfast for the family this morning since Gertrude their housekeeper didn't work on Sundays. Bionca was first to arrive for breakfast today. She came down in her short satin house robe. She always liked to dress in sexy clothes to try to keep the interest of her husband Bill. She looked at her growing children and noticed how they had inherited her ice blue eyes and blonde hair. Pam her youngest obviously was going to have the life long battle with her weight that she had. Victoria, her second, on the other hand only gained her breasts, large and upright with emerging hips and ass that would do great in any outfit. With a wisp of a stomach she was definitely 'hot to trot'.
Bionca began to set the table as Pam went to get the rest of the family up. She pulled her favorite house shorts out of her butt cheeks as she walked up the steps to her sistersâ room. The shorts had grown ever more snug lately as her bottom continued to swell over the last year. She was jealous of her sisters who both had large proud standing breasts on hourglass figures, while her thighs and breasts just wouldn't stop expanding no matter how many crunches she did. She banged on the doors of her father and sister calling them out for breakfast. Bill came from the bedroom in his long pajama bottoms exposing his bird chest and spaghetti arms. He ran down stairs with a smile on his face as the smell of the morning coffee had caught his nostrils and set his body to go.
When Pam's oldest sister Marianne didn't come out Pam opened her door and saw her oldest sister sitting on the edge of the bed in tears. Pam tried to comfort Marianne by putting her rounded arms around the nude Marianne. Pam's shrinking tank top allowed her breast to fall free as they cuddled one another. Marianne explained that she had been slipping in her work at the aerospace company that she worked for. With downsizing running rampant now was the worst time for mistakes. Marianne explained that she couldn't handle losing her job and was feeling kind of desperate. Mary told her youngest sister Pam how she asked this black guy who had been hitting on her to help her with a project due by the end of the quarter.
The problem was the bastard wouldn't give her his notes unless she came to his house dressed in a tight sexy dress with no bra & panties on. Mary knew she was no virgin and she kind of expected he would want at least a blow-job. Marianne never expected him to fuck her in the ass. Mary broke down crying again into the arms of her sister Pam.
While the story was being told from his oldest daughter Marianne to his youngest Pam, Bill Harrum stood outside his oldest's door with a raging hard-on. He had turned back upstairs heading for the john to take a leak. He never knew till now that hearing about the sexual exploits of his own daughter could excite him. Hell she asked for it he thought and headed to his private bathroom in his bedroom. He reached for the jergens and started pulling. Bill thought about his hotter then hell daughter being forced to fuck a black man.
His mind inadvertently went back to his college days and his ever horny and persistent black room-mate, always using him as a helpless wrestling practice dummy. How his room-mate would wrestle him down rubbing his hard cock all over Bill's body until the day finally came when the room-mate jumped him while he was sleeping, pulled Bills underwear to the side and slid his previously greased cock up Bill's virgin ass. Bill hated how much he was made to take it, and like it.
Bill squirted cum while his wife Bionca was yelling upstairs if he was 'coming' for breakfast. He was glad he chose not to pursue a gay life. He figured it was forced on him and he was really heterosexual at heart, which was clearly proven by his beautiful brood. Bionca was always hot and ready for his six inch pole. His children seemed content with the life he provided. As a Sr. partner at his brokerage firm he managed to produce a rather opulent lifestyle for his Harem as he called them to his self. By the time he got to the table the family was already seated.
Bionca started the talk at table as she spoke about her trips to the gym and dieting while Marianne shoved food down her throat as fast as she could. Pam talked about all the attention her breasts kept getting even though she always wore sizes too small. Victoria chided in "maybe your just overweight" which prompted giggles from Bill and a look of disapproval from Bionca. Pam defended herself saying "My weights not the problem they just don't make the stylish clothes to fit me properly."
Bill looked over at the plate-devouring Marianne and asked her how her week was. His dick restirring in his pants. He blew a kiss to his plump but still sexy wife, signaling a good fuck after breakfast. He then turned his attention back to his oldest daughter. He began probing for information. Mary was obviously shaken and Pam continued to try to redirect the conversation so much so Bill asked her to go in the kitchen and squeeze some juice to get her out of the way. When Marianne realized her father seemed concerned in her behavior she started to speak with tears welling in her eyes.
"I made some bad choices that got me into a bad situation. I know you've always said I should work hard and carry my own weight. I don't know why I let myself be put in such a stupid situation. I let a man take advantage of me last night."
"Is that why you looked like a hooker on your way out the door last night"? Bill asked trying to sound like the concerned father, concealing his dick growing rigid in his pajamas.
"Bill I needed his help and he insisted I pay him for it. Dad I don't need you condemning me right now I just felt like I need to get this out please try to be understanding damnit!"
Bionca pointed out to her husband Bill that right now her daughter obviously needed them and he needs to hear her out with-out all the accusations. Bill immediately turned back to his oldest daughter and apologized. Bionca told Marianne to finish telling them what happened.
Mary began, "When I got behind at work, yes I know I was spending a lot of time with Jerry but after we broke up I tried to get focused at work. I had allowed myself to fall so far behind I hadn't even scheduled the stress test for any of the main parts. Mark is some kind of physics genius and was always hassling me to go out with him. I spent too much time moping around this house missing that pea-fuck Jerry that I pretty much left most of the project up to Mark. About a month before the project was due I went to him to get his notes on the tests."
"When I got to his office he walked to the edge of his desk and showed me the note pad. I panicked when he tore the first page off and put it down the front of his pants. I ran from his office back to mine. I tried to figure some way out of this situation. I worked night and day for a week but I was so far out the loop I was lost in my own notes and figures." Mary continued telling her story over a breakfast that was getting cold. The juicer had cut off and everyone sat quietly listening to her tale.
"As wrong as it was to throw away all the money that you guys spent on me to go to school for me to get put in this position is probably unforgivable but I had to give updates to management in two days. I called him on the phone hoping to reason with him but he insisted that if I wanted his notes I knew where to find them. I had very few options and I chose the easy way out. I went to his office and he repeated the same scenario. I pulled down his zipper and grabbed for the page and couldn't help but rub his big ass cock. I pulled out the first sheet and he pulled another page from his note pad. He put that one in his pants as well. I thought for a moment I might get out of this with just a hand job. I was so wrong mother!"
"When I reached in for the second sheet of paper his dick was huge and bulging. I couldn't get to the page without adjusting his cock for him. I figured I'd play up to him for a little sympathy, so I stroked his cock for him. That's when Mark pulled another page from his note pad and handed it to me. I actually blushed for this perve. The second page had slid down his trousers so I had to bend down to get it. He chose this time to open his pants and let them fall. As the page slid down with his trousers I knelt to the floor and he shoved his black dick in my mouth. When I tried to pull back he held my hair telling me how he liked my blonde lockes for grips. I knew now that he expected a blow-job which I was kind of ready for but I just wasn't ready for this guy to be hung like that. After he told me how he wanted it sucked good and wet I just tried to please him and get it over with.