Bimbofying the Hot Cheer Squad
Eric Murphy
The shower splashed warm on my chest as Mom hugged me from behind. Her big boobs rubbed against my back, covered in soap. She washed me in circles as she giggled like an empty-headed bimbo.
Which she was.
She cooed her delight as her hard nipples rubbed up and down my back. I groaned, loving the feel of her washing me with her tits. But it wasn’t nearly as good as my little bimbo-sister washing my cock with her large, soapy tits.
She slid them up and down my cock, a big smile on her face. The water matted her blonde hair to her shoulders and face. She slid up and down my cock, massaging me with those lush tits. They were so soft and amazing to feel working up and down my cock.
I groaned, savoring the massage. The way she brought me closer and closer to cumming. She giggled, too, as she cleaned my dick with her wonderful tits. I shuddered, loving the two cleaning me. Massaging me. It was just awesome.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Damn, Cherry, you’re such a naughty slut!”
“Yay!” she squealed. “I’m a naughty, naughty slutty slut! Purrr!”
She squeezed her tits tighter around my cock. She worked up and down me faster, beaming at me. She loved being called a slut. I slid my hand through her wet hair and loved her massaging my dick. I shuddered as she built and built me.
“What about me?” Mom whimpered. “Am I a naughty, naughty slutty slut? Am I? Please, please! Say I am, honey bunny! I wanna be a big slutty slut!”
“Such a big slutty slut,” I groaned, the pressure swelling at the tip of my cock. “With those big boobs… Shit, you’re such a huge slutty slut. A mommy slutty slut!”
“Yay!” squealed Mom, her nipples rubbing on my back along with her big boobs. “I’m a mommy slutty slut! I’m so happy! Ooh, ooh, yes, yes! That’s why I’m washing my son with my slutty slut titties! It makes my slutty slut pussy so slutty wet!”
“That’s right,” I groaned, my cock throbbing between my sister’s tits.
“Am I a mommy slutty slut?” Cherry asked. “Am I, big brother?”
“You’re a sister slutty slut,” I said. “A little sister slutty slut! That’s something only you can be!”
“Wow!” she gasped, her hands squeezing her big tits around my cock. I throbbed in them. “I’m your kitty little sistery slutty slut! That’s amazeballing!”
“That’s right,” I said, petting her wet hair. “Now keep cleaning my cock. You’ll get a big reward. I’ll cover your face in all my cum!”
“Yay!”
She jiggled her boobs around my shaft then pressed them around me. She held me tight, massaging me with those awesome soapy tits of hers. She worked them up and down. I groaned, savoring the warmth of the shower on my chest. The pressure built in my balls
The softness of her tits engulfed the tip of my cock over and over again. She massaged me with this wonderful heat. I groaned, loving every second of the pressure rising up my cock to the tip. To that aching point where it would explode.
I shuddered, savoring the heat. The soapy delight. Her soft tits. Mom rubbed her tits into my back as she held me. Her lips nibbled at my neck. I groaned, savoring the delights of having my bimbofied mom and little sister.
No more nagging. No more shrill screeches. They didn’t yell at me. Look at me with disappointment or disgust. They were just such loving creatures now. I shuddered, the pressure in my nuts swelling toward the bursting point.
“Cum on my face!” Cherry cooed. “Cum on my face! Cum on my face! I want you to cum on my face! Purrr!”
I groaned at how happy she sounded. Bimbofied women didn’t have concerns. They didn’t have problems. They were perpetually joyful. They lived in a world of bliss and orgasms. They didn’t have to worry about anything any longer. Mom didn’t have to work two jobs and stress about money.
She just had to rub her tits into my back while my little sister just had to work her boobs up and down my cock. No more worry about good grades and being popular at college. She just had to love her big brother’s big dick.
“Fuck,” I groaned as he slid those tits up to the tip of my cock. The pressure burst there. “Cherry, you slutty slut!”
I erupted.
My cock spurted cum that splashed hot across her face. I sprayed her with my cum. I pumped spurt after spurt of my jizz. I shuddered, loving how amazing it felt to unload my cum onto her features. She squealed in delight, opening her mouth wide.
She caught the jizz, water spraying off my chest and splashing on her. It made the cum runny. The jizz spilled down her cheeks as I coated her in my spunk. The ecstasy swept through my body. I groaned at how much bliss washed through me.
My mind reeled from the bliss that fired through me. “Fuck!”
“Cummy cum on my face!” my sister squealed as I kept erupting.
“Yay!” Mom moaned, bouncing up and down behind me, her boobs sliding up and down my back. “That’s so nummy! Wow!”
I groaned through the ecstasy. Stars danced before me as my cock fired a final blast of cum. I spurted it across my sister’s face. I shuddered as her tongue flicked out, gathering up the cum. It was amazing. A rush. I felt so good.
But I had to get going. There were five guys with the bimbo app. And if they hadn’t been bimbofying other women last night, they could have their pick of the girls and women at school. And there were two in particular I had to get.
I turned off the water, the spray drying. I stepped out, Mom dropping to her knees to lick Cherry’s face clean of my cum. I left them to that as I grabbed a towel and dried off. I ran it over my body and threw it down. I stepped out of the shower naked and headed to my room.
I grabbed boxers, socks, a pair of jeans, and a t-shirt. I pulled them on and checked my phone. I looked at the Bimbo app. Overnight, I had gained four more referrals from the TikTok ad which was still up. That gave me twelve more Bimbo Crystals.
I had a huge amount: 361. I would need them.
“Tina,” I shouted and headed to Mom’s bedroom. I found Tina on her back in the dress her Dad brought over on his way to work this morning. It was a cute, pink thing.
Her mother was between Tina’s thighs happily munching away at her pussy. Mrs. Waters feasted on her daughter, the MILF’s rump wiggling at me. She had been gangbanged last night at the strip club and made me a lot of money.
Which was why I had so many bimbo crystals.
“Enough of that,” I said. “Tina, get over here. We have to go to school.”
“I’m gonna cum, cum, cum!” Tina whimpered.
“Now,” I said. “Good girlfriends who love their boyfriends obey right away.”
“I do love you!” Tina squeaked and sat up. She pulled her pussy from her mother’s face and jumped off the bed. She rushed over to me, her red hair flying behind her. “I love you so much!”
She threw her arms around me and kissed me with passion. She humped against me. I kissed her back, my dick throbbing. I wanted to bend her over, but we had to get to our college. There was one girl that I knew would be on the top of the other guys’ lists.
I had to snag her now.
“Come on,” I said as I moved through the house. I paused at the bathroom. “Mom, Cherry.”
Mom lifted her face from between Cherry’s thighs, “Yes, honey bunny?”
“You two are not to leave the house. Nor Mrs. Waters.” I gave them stern looks. “You have to clean the house and make love to each other all day long. Understand. When you get hungry, you can make something to eat. You can do that, right?”
“I’m a mommy slutty slut!” squealed Mom. “Of course! You leave it to me, honey bunny! I can make sandwiches and cereal and lunchies and food! Yay!”
“Right,” I said. “And clean the house. Don’t spend all day having sex with each other!”
“Okey-dokey!” she said, nodding, her big boobs swaying. Then she ducked her head down and resumed eating my little sister’s pussy.
I shook my head and headed downstairs, Tina following. I snagged an old leash and wrapped it tight about Tina’s wrist to bind her. She grinned at that. She enjoyed being tied up. I led her outside and made sure I locked the door.
Hopefully, those bimbos would be stymied by locked doors. I didn’t want them to wander around and get themselves hurt. Hopefully, this would do the trick. And hopefully, they wouldn’t burn the house down.
It was a gamble leaving them alone, but…
I unlocked the door and put the TV on to a channel that would show Soap Operas and daytime talk shows. That should help to keep them amused, too. Then I went back outside, relocking the door. I led Tina down the street like she was my prisoner.
She was happy, skipping along beside me and telling everyone we passed, “I’m his lovey-dovey girlfriend! Isn’t he the bestest best!”
She was cute.
I hurried down our street and headed toward the school. I was close enough to walk, something I had been doing for years. I knew the way, but I had never hurried like this. I had never pushed myself into almost a jog, my hand gripping the leash.
My heart thundered in my chest. I had to get to those cheerleaders before the others did.
Tina’s dad drove passed us on his way to work. She squealed when she saw him, “Daddy! Daddy! I’m Eric’s lovey-dovey girlfriend!”
“He knows,” I told her.
“Yay!” She giggled as she skipped along.