It was a fateful night at the Casino for three beautiful, busty, blonde bombshells that all knew of each other but were unaware of the fact that the other two blondes knew of each other. They were each testing their luck at a different game. The Honey Blonde Stacy was currently at the slots, praying for those three 7’s. The Dirty Blonde Hannah was testing her hand at blackjack, hoping to raise money as her massage parlor was about to be renovated into a full on spa. And last but certainly not least, the Strawberry Blonde Rebecca was currently on break and betting on Keno. She thought that her handsome boss that she fawned over would notice her more if she became more wealthy.
The three blondes all had a bitter rivalry with one another driven by their own pride in being blondes and in their belief that their particular shade was the definitive shade of blonde whereas the other two were just cheap imitations. Each of the three had defeated one of the other two while losing to the remaining one. On top of that, each one had gone so far as to use the beloved hair of the nympho they defeated as a sex toy only to have her own hair get fucked by the blonde that defeated her as well. It was a perfectly balanced threeway rivalry that would only escalate from here. The three of them all being at the Casino at the exact same time could not have been a coincidence. It had to have been fate guiding the three golden haired tigresses towards a confrontation.
It began with a simple text message from an unknown number.
“Come to the Poker table as soon as possible.” The text read.
The three nymphomaniacs were confused and a bit concerned at the mysterious text from someone who had to have known that they were there. They all debated dismissing it and going on with their night of gambling but something deep inside each of them told them that it would be worth their while. So, they went. All at the exact same time too. They found the mysterious and illustrious Owen Broderick sitting at the table in his fancy white tuxedo. They each pulled out a seat and sat down, only to look up and see each other as their eyes went wide with surprise and then anger.
“You?!” They all shouted simultaneously as they pointed at each other.
The three women started bickering over each other as Broderick tried to get their attention but they were so loud that he couldn’t. He sighed and reached beneath him on the floor, taking out a bottle of sprayable water used to stop cats from misbehaving. In a sense, that is exactly what he was about to use it for. He sprayed all three of them one after the other.
“Ah!” Stacy yelped.
“Geez!” Hannah complained.
“What the…?!” Rebecca stammered.
“Good. I finally got your attention.” Broderick said smugly. “Take your seats, ladies.”
The three started shouting and complaining at him only for him to aim the bottle at them again, shutting them all up as they sat down.
“I couldn’t help but notice that the three of you can’t seem to stay away from each other on my ship.” Broderick said. “I think the fact that the three of you are all here tonight at the same time is the universe trying to tell us something. Don’t you?”
“Oh, brother.” Stacy sighed.
“What’s wrong, slut?” Hannah asked teasingly. “Afraid of getting another cumditioning? How many shampoo bottles did it take to wash the smell of my pussy out?”
“Oh, you’re one to talk.” Rebecca interrupted. “You had to get backup to beat me and keep me from fucking your fake blonde hair a second time, whore.”
“You calling anyone else a fake blonde is rich.” Stacy barged in. “I had my way with your period blood colored rat’s nest myself.”
The three blondes started bitching at each other again, causing Broderick to spray them all again, making them shriek as they calmed down.
“You see what I mean?” Broderick asked. “You all are intertwined. Your rivalry is perfectly even across the three of you. It’s a rare and beautiful thing but not as beautiful as the three of you.”
Rebecca blushed. Stacy and Hannah wanted to tease her for it but feared getting sprayed again.
“Now, I could have just let you all discover each other again on your own but I don’t want to let such an amazing opportunity pass us all by.” Broderick continued. “I have a proposition for you. A threeway sexfight to decide who is the superior blonde once and for all. What do you think?”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Broderick but if you’re hoping for a long and sweaty show, you’re going to be disappointed.” Rebecca answered. “I’d mop up the floor with these two and then mop up my cxnt with their inferior hair right afterwards.”
“Oh, I’d like to see you try, you arrogant skank.” Stacy challenged.
“I’d like to see either of you try.” Hannah interjected. “I’m a masseuse. I know the body’s nerves inside and out. I’ll have you both as puddles on the floor in minutes.”
“I’ll take that as a yes from each of you.” Broderick joked. “And you won’t have to worry about me being in the room. I’ll be watching from the camera.”
“Should’ve figured that’s what you’d want.” Stacy said.
“Show him some respect!” Rebecca demanded. “He’s willing to help us solve our dilemma and it’s his ship. Besides, letting a man know about a threesome sexfight, let alone one he went out of his way to organize and not letting him watch is just cruel and unusual.”
“He’s not gonna fuck you, fire crotch.” Hannah teased.
“I am not a redhead!” Rebecca protested as she blushed. “And he signs both of our paychecks anyway in case you’ve forgotten!”
“Girls…” Broderick warned as he showed his bottle to them again, calming them down. “Anyway, I still have to arrange the arena. I have an idea for how this particular fight can work.”
“Is this the big idea you’ve been talking about?” Stacy asked.
“No. I’ll need many more girls for that.” Broderick answered. “But this is a nice little idea that came to me on the fly to hold me over in the meantime.”
“And what idea would that be, sir?” Hannah asked.
“It’s a surprise.” Broderick said. “But I guarantee it’s something that none of you have ever tried before. I seriously doubt anyone in general has tried it before.”
“How exciting.” Rebecca said. “When?”
“I still have to make the arrangements and do some testing. I’ll get back to each of you on that.” Broderick said. “For now, enjoy the rest of your night, girls.”
The three blondes all stared daggers at each other before getting up and walking away. Or at least Hannah and Rebecca did. Stacy stayed behind.
“Mr. Broderick…” Stacy said. “I appreciate you letting my partner and I on your cruise for this case and I know you won’t like hearing this but I can’t rule those two out as suspects.”
“Are you sure that’s not just your ego talking?” Broderici teased.
“Are you sure that’s not just your…other head talking?” Stacy asked.
“Rebecca and Hannah are spitfires but they’re loyal and hardworking.” Broderick said. “Just because I’m rich doesn’t mean I’m completely out of touch.”
“If you say so.” Stacy said. “But either way, I hope you won’t mind me dominating them and using them as my fuckbitches after all is said and done.”
“May the best bitch win.” Broderick snarked.
“Oh, the best bitch will conquer, indeed.” Stacy said with confidence as she strutted away, deliberately showing off her glutes for Broderick.
