She gave me this vacant look, clearly overwhelmed by all of it. Right, right, airhead.
“Okay, we’ll pick them out together,” I told her. I thrust out my hand to her. She hopped to her feet and grabbed my hand. She looked so happy to be shopping with me. Just so thrilled that I would buy her something.
“Thank you, Mommy!” she squealed.
I smiled at her, so happy to have her. Then my phone vibrated.
It was a text from my husband. “What’s for dinner, hun? Might be a few minutes late.”
My eyes widened. “Shit,” I groaned. I had forgotten all about my husband. What was I going to do when he came home and found out our daughter was a slut?
Daddy Meets His Bimbofied Daughter
Linda Cartwright
What to do about my husband? I glanced at Alice who was staring eagerly at the sex toy wall. I had told her to choose some for us to play with. Sherry was bouncing nearby, the guy who ran the sex shop’s cum leaking out of her cunt. I had sold my second bimbo to him for a fuck to get the strap-on dildo thrusting from my waist.
I would have to bribe my husband with pussy.
At this point, Alice would fuck him anyways. And there was Sherry to think about. There really was no choice but to rope him into this. He would get to enjoy the bimbos, too. That was only fair. We were married.
I hadn’t meant to turn Alice into a sex-crazed airhead. I just wanted her to be close with me. To trust me. Well, to obey me again. She had grown into such a moody young woman. We had lost the intimacy we used to have.
I didn’t mean to replace it with a physical intimacy, but…
I couldn’t go back now. Incest was so exciting. Having both the bimbos turned me on too much. It was an aphrodisiac I could never give up. So my husband had to get on board. I had to make sure that they fucked him. Unleash them on him or something.
Yes. And film it. Just in case.
“Okay,” I said. “Mmm, which double-headed dildo should we get, Alice?”
“Oh, Mommy, there’s so many,” she said. “But none of them have heads. They have helmets or tips. But no heads.”
“The ones that are very long,” I said. “Those are the double-headed dildos. Two women can share them. Like me and you.”
“Wow,” she said with such wide eyes. “So me and you can use it together. Ooh, ooh, but how? There’s only one dildo, Mommy.”
“Well, one end goes in my pussy and the other end in your cunny. Then we fuck each other.”
Alice threw her arms around my neck and kissed me with such girlish enthusiasm. I savored my daughter’s tongue thrusting into my mouth. She swirled it around in me. I shuddered, loving the feel of her kissing me like that.
She danced her tongue about a few more times. I closed my eyes, loving every moment of this. It was a sweet delight. I shuddered at the feel of her soft lips on mine. She felt so amazing. I could just make out with her all day.
But… I broke the kiss. “We have toys to buy.” I grabbed one. A pink double-headed dildo. “This one!”
“Yes!” she squealed. “I love it!” She took it from me and hugged it to her naked breasts.
I smiled and looked at more toys. I found a robin-blue egg vibrator. “Oh, Mommy, it’s like a cute little birdie’s egg. This will make my pussy feel good?”
“So good,” I purred, setting it on the double-headed dildo’s box.
I grabbed a set of red anal beads that must be fun to use on her. She giggled at them. Sherry squirmed nearby. She was looking at the toys, too. She grabbed a display model and shoved it up her cunt, soaking it in juices.
“Yay!” she said.
“Sherry, you put that back!” I gasped. “You can’t just shove random toys in your pussy!”
“I can’t?” she asked with wide-eyed innocence. “Oh, sorry, Mistress-Mommy.” She yanked it out and placed it back on the shelf covered in jizz and a wet gleam of her pussy juices.
I shook my head, my cheeks burning. This was so messed up.
My daughter grabbed a purple vibrator when I led her to it and bounced up and down. “It’s purple, Mommy! Purple! I want it in my pussy! Please, please, please!”
“Okay, you can have it,” I said.
She hugged it to her breasts and bounced up and down. She was just so happy. How could I say no to her? I couldn’t. My bimbo-daughter was just too precious for that. I smiled as she skipped up to the counter where the guy stood, shaking his head.
“I don’t know how you got two pliant airheads, but I am impressed,” he said as I took off the strap-on dildo.
“What can I say, soccer moms can be very kinky.” I winked at him. I couldn’t believe I had done this. I felt so free from everything. Just able to do what I wanted.
He chuckled. “Fair enough.”
He rang up the toys. “I’ll give you quite the hefty discount if you tell me how you did it.”
“Sorry,” I said, pulling out my credit card. “I don’t think you’re the sort of person I want bimbofying young ladies.”
He chuckled in this disgusting way. “Oh, you’re right. I’d do such fucked up things to them.”
I pulled Sherry and Alice close to me.
After I had paid, and the toys were in a discrete, black bag, I had the girls get dressed. They both protested, but I was stern with them. Even bimbo-sluts responded to mothers who wouldn’t put up with their wheedling and their pleading. I was no daddy easily charmed by his little girl.
We headed out of the sex shop and piled into my minivan. Sherry went in the backseat while Alice sat in the front. I set the bag on the center console. Alice gasped in delight and grabbed it, staring inside at the contents.
“What’s in here, Mommy?” she asked, digging around. She pulled out the purple vibrator. “Ooh, ooh, what’s this?”
“Your new vibrator,” I said, my forehead furrowing. “Did you forget already?”
She shrugged. “Vibrator. That’s a funny word. Vibrator! Vibrator! What’s it do?”
“Well, you put it in your pussy and it vibrates,” I said. “Hence, vibrator!”
“Ooh, ooh, a buzzy toy!” She smiled. “I know those. Buzz, buzz, buzz! Sherry told me once I would never have a boyfriend, just a buzzy toy!”
“You don’t need a boyfriend because you have Mommy.” I hesitated. “And Daddy!”
“Yay!” she squealed and ripped the box open.
I shook my head as she tore the cardboard apart like a child on Christmas morning. Bits of packaging flew everywhere. She soon had it out, the shaft purple. She shook it and tapped it. Then she unsnapped her shorts.
“Alice!” I gasped as she shoved her shorts off right here in the car. I rolled my eyes. “Really? Now!”
“I need it to buzz!” she said, kicking off her shorts. She shoved the toy into her shaved pussy. It vanished into her cunt. She worked it in deep. “Why isn’t it buzzying! I want it to buzzy! Mommy! Why doesn’t it buzzy! I thought it buzzied!”
“Twist the bottom,” I said. “That turns it on. It’s like a light switch.”
“Oh,” she said. “Do light switches control buzzy lights? Does my light buzz?”
“God, no!” I shouted, this fear that she would somehow try to stick a light bulb into her pussy and hurt herself washing through me. “It’s nothing like a light switch. Mommy was wrong. Just twist the bottom!”
“Oh, okey-dokey!” She twisted the base. It clicked and hummed. She gasped as it buzzed away in her pussy. She grinned at me. A look of pure joy. There was nothing else but pleasure in her expression. “Yay! It works, Sherry! Yay!”
“Ooh, ooh,” Sherry squealed from the back. She bounced there as Alice quivered.
My daughter grabbed the base and worked the toy in and out of her pussy. She closed her eyes, moaning and shuddering. Her little titties quivered in her too-tight top. Her nipples poked at the material. The vibrator’s buzzing swelled in volume then dropped as she worked it in and out of her cunt.
She pumped it in and out of her cunt as I drove us home. The scent of her pussy filled my nose. This delicious, spicy treat. The buzzing sound of the vibrator grew and fell as she fucked herself with it. It was such a distraction.
“Mommy! Mommy!” she groaned. “I love it. Oh, Mommy, it’s going buzzy away in my pussy.”
“I bet it is,” I said, my cunt clenching.
“Ooh, ooh, this is so amazin’! Amazin’ raisins, Mommy! Ooh, ooh, I love it!”
The vibrator emerged drenched in her juices. She squirmed as she soaked the seat. I breathed in her spicy musk, gripping the steering wheel. I wanted to do such naughty things to her. And I wanted to level up Sherry. She could get the Spanking Bimbo option, but that DP Lover one might be more interesting.
I wasn’t sure yet.
It was fun making her fuck other men to get things. To prostitute the bully out. I quivered. She loved it. She was scooping the cum that the man had left in her cunny out and popped her fingers into her mouth. She sucked them clean.
I shook my head as she enjoyed herself. She was having a blast. So was Alice. The two bimbos were just so easy to keep entertained. I wasn’t sad at all about making them. I just hoped my husband would be on board.
Or easily cowed with some incriminating photos. Just in case.
I wasn’t about to give up Alice. She was too adorable. She quivered in her seat as she pumped her vibrator faster and faster in and out of her cunt. She stirred it around in her, her back arching. We came closer and closer to home.
She came closer and closer to cumming.
“Amazin’ raisins, that’s good,” she whimpered. Her expression was so strange. “I love, love, love that buzzy vibrator thingie! Ooh, ooh, Mommy! It’s all making my pussy feel so wet and gooey and warm and happy!”
“Just cum,” I told her as we neared home.
“Yes, Mommy!” whimpered my little girl. She plunged the vibrator in deep and bucked. “Mommy! Mommy! Yummy Mommy! Yay!”